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A Life Changing Choice
Miracle Man
2/24/2022
I was like a Salmon, always swimming upstream,
or facing some mountain that I couldn’t top.
No viable life plan, that would achieve my dream,
until unexpected news caused my drifting to stop.
Things began happening that I didn’t foresee,
I saw my problem as either a barricade or span.
By accepting the hand that reached out to me,
I became a participant in God’s master plan.
Before that moment I thought I had no voice,
I was drifting through life, indulging in sin.
My fork in the road became a life changing choice,
I clutched Jesus’ hand and was born again.
Space travel is already taking place
in minds all around the world
looked on as kookaburras
but way ahead of the rest of us
talk to themselves, wonder where we are
the weather's fine, c'mon up
we're friendly, our welcome mat is out
never mind the vacant look in our eyes
a side effect of the journey
our hair started out... yes
but baldness is an unwelcome byproduct
especially for the ladies!
well now that I've told you about the side effects
you may want to rethink your decision
get back to me when you've decided “yes”
you name will go on the list
now I don't really have the authority
but trust me the reservation
won't cost you the moon
just your first born and a harem of beauties
not much considering this life-changing trip!
Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho, it's off to Mars we go
Walt was away ahead of his time!!!
There they sit, those mocking reminders, on my nightstand table.
I wish I could just throw them out, but I find that I am unable.
There they sit, reminding me, of the life that we once shared,
Before the tragic, life-changing attack, on towers no longer there.
The playbill dated, September 8, in the year 2001;
The last time we went on a date and enjoyed a life of fun.
Three days before he started work in the Trade Center Towers;
If only I had known that day, my life would change in hours.
The cell phone with his last voice mail, which I will never erase;
His calming message, I can replay, next to a picture of his face.
I wasn’t there to answer it when he said his last “good-bye”
It still sits beside my bed always there to make me cry.
A pair of his bifocal glasses that he used to read at night,
Completes the set of memories when my life was still alright.
I know it’s been almost 15 years, and people say I should let go
But I don’t want to forget this man, who I used to love to know.
There they sit, those mocking reminders, on my nightstand table.
I wish I could just throw them out, but I find that I am unable.
Lord, I seek* You and Your compassion…
Always ready since my regeneration
Always available for my sanctification
That I may be more faithful in my spiritual devotion.
Lord, I seek You midst Your grace…
Always marvelous since my pardon from sins and hell’s trace
Always wonderful for my conviction’s strengthening brace
That I may be more committed in my Christian race.
Lord, I seek You with Your mercy…
Always sustaining since my ransom from Satan’s piracy
Always abounding for my testimony’s efficiency
That I may be more diligent in my holiness-walk’s consistency.
Lord, I seek You along Your peace…
Always soothing my soul since my healing from iniquities’ disease
Always reliable for my comfort while Your heart I strive to please
That I may be more fervent in my faith, while in praying, I don’t cease.
Lord, I seek You upon Your Word…
Always at work since my inclusion in Your divine record
Always on duty for my transformation as life-changing sword
That I may be more steadfast, resisting to be worldly-devoured.
*1Chronicles 16:11 Seek the LORD and his strength, seek his face continually.
August 27, 2018
"Both devil and angel on one's shoulders, scenes from yesteryears, little did the public know that it's when one falls, therein, lies the benefits ... for it's when one rises, gives one meaningful purpose, an eye-catcher, a life-changing event, and so on ...," ... by the Poet.
When you have died and know naught why, sitting while you're thinking
perhaps a dream, let out a sigh, go back to your drinking
Got a bottle in your left hand, a baby in your right
you drink the milk, tastes like bourbon, a babe kissed you, "Good night."
You looked underneath the table, you see the battery,
you then checked all of the cables, but can't find the car keys.
You asked the driver parked by you, can he give you a light
flicked his Bic, you said, "Forgot, I'm through--smokes, sorry, and good night ..."
You looked under the hood again, found a glass of bourbon
head up you say, "My dear, sweetheart," she says, "No, it's me, Ben!"
Now you have your drinking buddy, and the fun of your life
until you know you are woozy, caused thoughts, --just like Lot's wife.
You were on top of your bar stool, you slowly lean on Ben
but now there's a smell of car fuel, you try to wake your friend.
You feel Lot's staff hook round your neck, you feel ground rub 'neath you
you look towards the car, a wreck, it explodes from the fuel.
You cry out to the dark for Ben, hears voices all around
"He is right beside you, your friend." "You are both safe and sound."
It's Sunday, two souls in church pews, "Welcome, today's sermon,
Sodom and Gomorrah, Good News," "I hope they're naught Mormons."
"Why, you have a problem with that?" "They don't allow drinking."
"Thought we quit, swept it 'neath the mat." "Say what are you saying?"
"We jumped verses? That makes no sense!" "I thought it was implied."
"Inferred, there is a difference." "Inferred, implied--denied."
"So what, I'm drinking hereafter." "Aha! After--That's it,
afterlife--caught in the rafters, or 'twill be the fire pit."
"Your choice my friend, want to kick it, live and keep on livin',
or, a lifer, --alcoholic, die and keep on dyin'?"
"Eh, H-E-double hockey sticks, (HELL) I'll stay for the sermon,
Christian-like, ex-alcoholics--they may not be Mormons?"
When I watch the news, I become concerned about humanity's future, alarmed at the speed of irreversible changes happening to our planet, from global warming to climate change and the possible extinction of plankton and coral reefs. I've witnessed devastating floods in Bangladesh, India, Japan, and China, as well as droughts in the United States, Somalia, and Morocco, displacing thousands of people from their homes. The world is in crisis! According to the most recent United Nations estimates, Earth’s population was 7.9 billion as of 2021. We cannot sustain the lifestyle we enjoy today on a planet with shrinking, finite resources. People are living longer, demanding more, and are rapidly destroying the world’s ecosystems. We've ravaged and poisoned our oceans, burnt or cut down our forests, and squandered our fossil fuels. Whatever future calamities await the human race, they will be life-changing and as inevitable as Death and the rise and fall of the tides.
hunger fuels hate
there's no compassion in greed...
a baby is born
I recall when my father died
The weeping willows cried
Sunflowers hid their face
Morning birds sang "Amazing Grace
That night the moon was blue
He sobbed a heavy dew
Frogs and crickets, respectfully silent
While his world mourned in private
He had been a steward of the land
Turning the soil by hand
Fished and hunted wild game
Taught his sons to do the same
Only taking his need for his family fill
Thinking it wrong to wastefully kill
Now resting in an earthly tomb
At peace in Mother Nature's womb
Consoling my heartbroken mother
Fifty years with only one lover
Drowning in her ocean of tears
Facing lonely golden years
As we followed my father's hearse
I thought, "What could be worse?"
Within a year I got my answer
My only brother died of cancer
He was born on Lincoln's birthday
In his shadow is where I stayed
Like a pup, following him everywhere
Bidding his wishes, fulfilling his dares
Before I was legal, he taught me to drive
We fought all challengers for family pride
At his wedding I was his best man
We were each others' biggest fan
To the world these two events
Held little significance
But forever my life was changed
In the midst of insufferable pain
It's been over twenty years
All alone I've faced my fears
Now they visit from worlds apart
In my dreams consoling my heart
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
What causes depression?
A situation or your genes?
An overwhelming situation
that grows beyond your means,
enveloping your psyche,
making nightmares of your dreams,
crying HELP! whilst fighting,
received but not believed,
your struggle seems unlikely,
so no one looks to see
your life changing catastrophe,
imprisoned in unfairly,
bound to crush you mentally,
the HELP cry is your lifeline,
a wolf is all you see,
reality is changing,
your world on its last knees,
alone you scrap to save it,
and hope that somebody,
cares enough to gaze around
and take you seriously,
you only need one person,
to make this victory,
ignored in stunned amazement,
as the battle ends in loss,
of your world, and,
your faith in humanity
There are things I take to the Lord
Little things – sometimes more
Important things, like pain and sorrow
Whispers of insight, melancholy
Darkness and dread, joy’s caress
A longing, a hope, a dream of the best
There are memories, inklings, visions
Reminders of light that I might have left
Behind me, shimmering like sun or stars
Laughing to be praising Him with all their
Might, coloring the heart in hues of faith
Peace and inspiration, a song of pure grace
Some things are huge, bigger than I could say
Life changing thoughts – inspirational truths
Lingering promises that come from the spirit
Wisdom and strength caressing the naked feelings
With serenity and sensitivity, an abundance
Of breathless imaginings to brighten the world
There are reasons I can’t possibly explain
That I pray for His love to penetrate like rain
Nourishing the laughter, the kindness, the praise
That is nurtured by this faith so alive it displays
A grace beyond picturing, a grace that is intense
Penetrating the very heart with its fervent gift
There are thoughts that I take to my Father
He always listens and continues to guide me
Through the shadows and doubts, the dread
That sometimes fills me with fear and brings
A tender tear… to haunt my soul with sorrows
Leave me wondering about what comes tomorrow
There are hues of inspirational wonders
Feelings that bless, thoughts to ponder
Gifts of prayer and faith that is aware
Our hearts and our souls are God’s favors
Silencing our worries and filling us with
Creativity, brilliance, a muse so amazing
There are hearts that pour out hope
Souls that empty minds of all disquiet
Light up the darkness with imagination
Read through the poetry of the spirit
Dispelling all fear and awakening sincere
Appreciation of God who is our guide
There are reasons I can’t possibly reveal
Truths to be told, answers that unfold
The warmth of a blessing, the gratitude
The gratefulness of a soul who knows
God is the answer – He is the only hope
He is the master of everything we know
God is the only One to cover us in love
Love so amazing it shines like the stars above
And reminds our spirits to fly like a dove!
Welcome to our generation,
We hope you enjoy this fantastic nation,
Kids here stand on a quicksand foundation,
And fear their schools are a gunned down station.
When they watch the news near and far,
The horrors they witness leave a scar.
When they’re in school, their fears on par,
They remember their bleeding peers, free and barred.
How many wars are being fought?
And how many of them are being taught?
Do our leaders know these kids are distraught?
For every noise could be a deadly onslaught?
But our nation’s great, it has its perks,
We have freedoms and fireworks.
But there are red-stained hallways where great danger lurks,
Forcing our emotions to be overwrought and overworked
People come here to fulfill their dreams,
Or escape their hometown’s deadly screams.
They soon learn this country isn’t all that it seems,
It ignores and distrusts and divides into teams.
Children across this landscape are torn by division,
Hoping for a lawful collaborative solution.
Anxiously waiting for a black-robed decision,
Wringing withered hands in hope of a life-changing conclusion.
A country is ripe with discrimination:
That’s America’s way of “education.”
“Land of the free” is a mischaracterization,
Of a world that clings to willful exclusion.
But we mustn’t surrender to the dark powers that be,
A more perfect union is within reach, you’ll soon see.
A time will come when all the “isms” will ride away with the breeze,
And through the sizzling warmth of empathy and liberality,
We will earnestly redress this fractured morality.