Long Kingdom Poems
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The British Empire was built by fate
made rich advanced to stand up straight
Have knowledge and allies to collaborate
prevent Europe a Russian satellite state
Hitler became leader of countries he wished
only the French braved arm and fist
the rest conquered with little resist
be German or Russian forever exist
It was destiny calling the fall in the 40’s
two powerful empires resourceful with fortunes
long standing British and nasty new Nazi’s
destined to fall take Nazi too or see doom
200 years Had the USA walked a different route
stayed British or French or Spain had loot
French naval power remained with British dispute
Europe today would be a Russian Dilute
There'd have been one outcome
had Germans took the United Kingdom
no Yanks involved with Europe done
Russians crushing Nazi til Russians won
Eastern Europe would have been all Europe
weakened by the war be assured with no stop
they'd have reigned with aggression from the top
and it wouldn't have ended because a wall dropped
no scientists taken to the new world
with atom bombs or V2 rockets
no '69 moon landing out of this world
absorb and forget me not this
There needed be a Britain free
advancing air controlling sea
strong cultured links globally
for Freedom known by you and me
all in Europe were down and beaten
factually defeated and that would stay
had Britain not fought on though weakened
you wouldn't have free rights you live today
You and me UK and you and me EU
Hell Is a world we almost knew
together as one we pulled through
BREXIT doesn’t mean we’re not with you
I'm not saying we were the saving grace
more the counterweight in place
peacetime now our way, the lessons we take,
don't hate through BREXIT we have to stay mates
A monumentally tall, flame-resistant tree;
Sequoia can achieve heights of between 150 and 280 feet,
Elevations no other tree can reach.
Qualifying it to be the world’s tallest living organism,
Unparalleled in nature's kingdom.
One of the oldest life forms on the planet
Individual trees are known to be over 3,000 years old,
And it's believed some have lived even longer.
Taller than a 26-story building a
Redwood tree’s girth is what truly makes it a giant.
Expanding to over 35 feet across, its thick trunk is
Encased in a bark up to 3 feet thick!
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07,18,2019
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Earth play station for soul elevation
To be succinct, uplift of core instinct
Resonation with Gods love vibration
With indelible ink, upon heart inked
Love employs no force; each follows their course
Misaligned our stance, heeding not conscience
Through remorse we learn, love our sole resource
Head heart balance, ends earth life dalliance
Here and now present, drawing the current
In mind-body prism, there remains no chasm
Our heart content, soul self-luminescent
Gods kingdom; each node our sensorium
Aspect allowing, by surrendering
Enabling ego craving transcending
16-May-2021
How could he!?
How could he betray me and the kingdom like this!?
How could everything he taught me be a lie!?
And so it has come to this.
I had hoped the rumors of treason were false,
But, alas, they were true.
Very well, I will stand in his way.
My duty is to protect this kingdom,
And that is what I will do.
He mutters a few words
And an attack flashes my way.
I mutter my own and repel it.
This could go on forever.
Even though I am younger by over a hundred years,
I am just as strong as he.
He always told me I was gifted,
Told me that I was blessed with untold power.
Well, now is the time to find out.
Even above our magic and mutterings I hear the battle outside.
I don’t have much time.
The longer he’s alive, the more the kingdom is destroyed.
There is only one way I know to destroy him.
But am I strong enough?
Am I strong enough to hold the spell?
I’m not afraid of death.
I’m only afraid of dying
If I don’t take him with me.
The time has come.
It is now or never.
God, help me succeed.
“Actus eritos inspiritus!”
As soon as the words leave my mouth,
I feel the power loosed.
I did not know I had so much.
Yellow flames burst from my hands.
He knows what I have done
And now tries to stop it.
Yet I am too powerful.
I have become what he has told me I was.
My potential is revealed.
The magic engulfs him
And he releases a scream.
The sound tears in to my soul.
I feel myself growing weak.
The yellow magic surrounding him has turned white,
And I can no longer see him.
All of a sudden,
My power is gone.
I can’t even stand.
I fall to my knees.
As blackness falls over me,
I see the light dissipate and die.
I do not know if I was successful.
I do not know when or if I will awake.
All I can do is hope.
N-o matter what may come,
E-ven during stormy weather;
S-tand strong all the time,
L-osing not the faith in the Father.
Y-earn to make a difference, sending a clear message;
N-o matter what may come, you'll walk in the heaven's passage.
C-all on the Father Almighty,
A-s you go down on your knees;
R-elease the pain in your heart,
A-nd tell Him all your pleas.
N-o matter what may come,
A-ttend the worship service;
Y-our presence is sought by God, fulfill your solemn promise.
F-ind peace in the holy temple,
L-et it dwell in your heart;
O-n July third early morn,
R-ight way shall not depart.
E-arnestly lead a new life in order to see God's kingdom;
S-ay a prayer every day, no matter what may come.
CAT AND SQUIRREL
By Curtis Johnson
The squirrel was in the tree, and the cat on the ground. There was nothing special about that scene except that on this particular spring morning in 2014, there was something different about the encounter that I was observing. The squirrel wanted down, the cat wanted up, and the cat seemed to be saying, “Only if you can get past me with the fight of your life”. And the squirrel? Why, I suspect that he was saying, “I’m in no hurry”. So, as far as I could tell, there was no dummy in the tree nor on the ground. Though it appeared that each wanted to determine the outcome of this standoff, I witnessed a lot of patience above and below.
The cat seemed relaxed, which seems to be the stance of most cats that I have ever observed. On the other hand, I have never witnessed a squirrel that I would say was relaxed, and that is quite a contrast from the cat. It seems that squirrels are constantly in the "run for your life mode”. Their eyes are constantly on the lookout for what might be lurking to do them harm; and their little tails seem to always be in “a state of wiggle”.
I observed, watched, and waited patiently just like the cat and squirrel. I don’t know how long the two of them had been in this stance before I appeared, but I watched from the front roe seat of my living room window for at least 10 minutes, hoping to see at least a good chase. The cat jumped up the tree trunk a few times and fell back down. I suspect he was either too old to climb the tree, or maybe he figured the squirrel was not worth the effort. Every time that the cat made a motion in his direction, the squirrel would simply go higher or jump to another limb. The squirrel did not seem worried in the least, as long as he stayed focused upon the cat.
My wait to see some kind of wild kingdom action was in vain, because the cat decided that his patience had run its course. So he slowly walked away. And of course the squirrel was now free and clear to go on its merry way
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Climate Change Or
By Tom Wright
7/26/2023
Hotter than Roasted Hatch Peppers this week I’ll see,
Sometimes, in a much cooler climate I prefer to be.
Today my mind is planted on fall days swarming,
knowing there’s no escaping this “Global Warming”.
Everything distasteful “Global Warming” is blamed,
Climate change is more palatable so it’s been renamed.
Man and his knowledge is destroying the landscape,
but the results of evolution mankind can’t escape.
Matthew 24:14 KJV
And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness unto all nations; and then shall the end come.
O gossamer, thy needles.
They shine like suns at play.
Bands of fate in full? She pulls!
Faster grow, O hay!
Erosion, art thou harbinger?
Kingdom gone? Returned?
Battlefield, thy prey! O cur!
How my heart has burned!
Tremendous time, thy measure.
Each minute to work out.
Poisoner, thy pleasure!
Dismay, decay, doubt!
Fine flickering in free fall?
Plight of a far-flung hope?
Funeral, thy darkest pall!
Invincible rope!
Creek trickling down the cliff?
Cold the water gets.
Faster, peasant! Pole that skiff!
He who shirks regrets!
Thistle in an empty field?
Spartan on the shield.
Wound in side that never healed.
Heart-blood a-congealed.
O xylophone, thy plaintive note.
Balloons love to float.
O ye travelers, pack thy tote!
Red the riddle rote...
Sweet serenity soars too
Kangaroos and owls perch together
You say I’m a cloud in the sky, drifting away
Lonely as a hawk and injured as a crow
I cure the disease of the awkward, stressful breeze
Nostalgic nightfall negotiates with me all night long
Encouraging effulgence shimmers in my noggin of negativity
Exquisiteness in its welcoming vibes of vitality and excellence in its highest crown my head with...utter...humility because I don’t claim the talents and gifts - it’s God’s spirit I rely on despite the hardships and tribulations thereof not to mention the aftermath of my human nature...I was immaturely laughing and viewing others in a peculiar way because I was judging wrongly of them and I’m apologetic to the core of my being
Owning the night by being a night owl...I was using fowl language and I growled like a cougar on the tree branch and I’m sorry, Lord of Accord, for everything and more
Wishing wondrously for more biblical books to come and nicely-made notebooks about the upcoming Kingdom that makes me knowledgeable and full of understanding remarkably...pensively and painfully writing this in modern pen
Live life to the fullest of its ability and soar like a Phoenix in the aqua-blue sky of mid-morning lullabies...this afternoon or evening, I will be shopping vigorously for materialistic stuff that will clutter our houses further...hoarding hope and faith spiritually though
March 24 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 6-10
Key Verse – 1 Chronicles 9:19 And Shallum the son of Kore, the son of Ebiasaph, the son of Korah, and his brethren, of the house of his father, the Korahites, were over the work of the service, keepers of the gates of the tabernacle: and their fathers, being over the host of the LORD, were keepers of the entry.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR INVITING ME TO YOUR WORK
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of service-investment
As You keep me in Your eternal commitment
So that I can labour with holy contentment
While enjoying Your presence-fulfillment.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of soulwinning
As You call me with Your great training
So that I can share Your Gospel with the lost and sinning
While doing Your will for faith-refining.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of fruitfulness
As You bless me with Your goodness
So that I can bear yields of righteousness
While abiding in Your designed productiveness.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of life building
As You nurture me upon Your guarding
So that I can help others thru Your guiding
While staying in Your love’s attending.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of mercy-declaration
As You secure me in Your assured salvation
So that I can minister with biblical conviction
While testifying about Your sacrifice for mankind’s redemption.
Thank You for inviting me to Your work of kingdom-seeking
As You lead me toward heavenly trekking
So that I can shine in Your light radiantly, not blinking
While submitting to Your authority, unto Your face blissfully looking.
March 24, 2022