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POTW 12th May 2019
Thank you for visiting my third Visual Video Poem, more or less a continuation of my previous poem – ‘The Dreamer’
(I invite you to view the complete production effects and the superb narration by Kelvin on the video above)
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when faith in ourselves will unshackle old beliefs
I LIVE FOR THE DAY belief in The One Spiritual Energy will be redeemed
I LIVE FOR THE DAY that armed conflict against so-called enemies
Is declared pointless and therefore unnecessary will be deemed
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when wizened skin a thing of beauty will be perceived
Our elders revered and adhered
Their words of wisdom respected and believed
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when people will recognise the power of natural curing
And not be influenced by the greedy Pharmaceutical manipulating
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when equality by all will be shared
Power segregation abolished ~ racial discrimination repaired
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when schools will encourage children’s gifts and abilities
Rather than stick to outdated systems that stifles innovation and possibilities
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when Man will adapt to our Earth a more reverent conservation
Our steadfast purpose toward environmental change
And Mother Nature becomes our commitment to her preservation
I LIVE FOR THE DAY …
By Maria Williams
Copyright © Maria Williams
Video arrangement, production, direction
and compilation:
Ron Williams
Video editing, sound mixing, graphics:
Jayne Hartano
(Our very own Lariese.com Art Director)
Voice over:
Kelvin
Music:
Our Future
Composer:
Peder B. Helland
POTW 12th May 2019
No more waiting for a cue,
I step into the spotlight, the script unwritten but mine, the hero of my own unfolding story.
The plot twists are mine to navigate, the victories mine to celebrate. When doubt knocks, I answer with courage; when fear whispers, I roar with resolve. My story is vibrant, raw, and relentlessly mine.
So watch me rise, watch me write, watch me live fully—because this is my tale, told boldly and beautifully, every step a declaration: I am the main character of my life.
I hold the pen; I craft the narrative that defines who I am.
I make is a verse in my poem, every step a line in my script. The plot twists? I write them
This story is mine to own—no extras, no understudies. I speak loud, act bold, and live with purpose because being the main character means walking forward with courage, carving my path with confidence.
I am more than just a player in life’s theater—I am the author, director, and hero all at once. This is my story, and I’m ready to live it fiercely, unapologetically, and authentically.
You're gone
I will never
see you
touch you
breath you in
again. But
in my words
you will be
immortalized.
I assure you
my darling
that with my pen
as witness
you will be painted
in deep strokes
of ink to lie penned
onto supple paper.
I will describe
your laugh
your eyes
the way you
tuck your hair
behind your ear.
You will and
have already been
quoted
described
and yes,
cried over
page after page
baptized
in tears and ink
hundreds of times.
Some will see you
as a Villain while
others will swear
you are a Goddess.
And always
when you leave
as inevitably
you always do
I'll beg for
your return
But you'll be gone
but I promise
you'll live forever
always as
the only story
that ever really
mattered.
©SamHarty
I know Death will someday set my soul free:
while the thought of dying overwhelms me.
'Cause there's no guarantee what Death will bring:
the end of life can be a scary thing.
Hate and love exist in the heart of Man,
but we suppress the hate as best we can.
And though youth is easily led astray,
love's ubiquitous, not just a cliché.
We're creatures of love; that's just who we are:
the most intimate emotion by far.
And when life ends, we will extend that love
to reach the spiritual realm above.
Remember, you reap the harvest you sow,
no do-overs when it's your time to go.
It's better to smile than live with regret,
learn to forgive the slights you can't forget.
Heaven and God exist if you believe
that reality and faith interweave.
Sometimes, you need to step outside the box:
A lifetime cannot be measured by clocks.
LET’S GET IT ON-
Embattled spaces
Confound places
Let’s get it on
Incorporate prayers
Unsound harmonies
Strained melodies
Let’s keep it real
Rebuke the storm away from
Thee quiet space
And let us be about our Father’s business
Let us raise our voice
Live in our choice
Let us rejoice
Let us be strong
Let’s git, let’s get it on
Rise up armor up
Rise to the call
Pray for one and all
Embrace and close we’re
Soldiers a part of the Army of the Lord
Let’s rise up in battle
With sword in Hand
Let’s receive the challenge
We rebuke sin and shame
And bondage
No sickness here, Loose here
Devil you got to go
Let us stay on course
Let us be strong be ready
When He calls on us
We stand united
The foundation of God be ready for battle
Keeping watch all eyes on Him
God says we got this
Devil your already defeated
Let’s Get it On
12/9/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
When you are too cool,
And we are dangerously fool!
When you are too good,
And we are mistakenly rude!
When you are going to forgive,
And we are going to dive in the ocean of deceitful bliss!
When you erroneously allow us to speak,
And we are going to attack you at your peak!
You call us "the collaborators",
You kill us by the disgraceful gladiators,
You keep us safe by biased words,
You provide us bliss with the disguised curse.
Until you live long in the blissful hell,
Until you confine us in the glorious jail,
Until you can be refined in your guilty conscience,
Until you rebuke us for our misguided sense.
We are united as your crown is denied,
We are guilty as you are still our guide.
We are ashamed that we didn't know our mind,
That is why you can still rule us and deride.
There's no way I could repay
How much you mean everyday
I don't think I would survive
You make me feel alive
And pull me up from the times
I'm not doing very fine
I could try to show how much
You have blessed me with the touch
Of your sweet angelic powers
Everyday I'm being showered
With your tender caring ways
Filling all my lonely days
Full of joy that make me feel
How easy it was to steal
My heart and not let it go
As my happiness will grow
More and more when I can see
The honest sincerity
Coming from your eyes so true
You have turned my life into
A place and time I hope will last
With your love that made me blast
With a spark and flame so high
It allows my heart to fly
He walks right through the wall and bounces of the air,
the ideal is the greatest reality as compulsive fair.
Some minds nail the ideal to the cross for depart,
as the ideal once is dissolved from a love drunken heart.
Then those ideals will have wrinkle and aching pain,
when those star fetched orientations shine in vain.
The danger of fanatic idealism ends in self pity,
even when the intellect feels so witty.
The reality of the ideal a soap opera for sure,
experience out of this is the parody to endure.
Fixed ideals the narrow obelisk of will,
haunting graveyards at midnight still.
For some it’s plenty to live by,
the idea and the love to lie.
Welcome divine ideal and destroyer of the world,
when greatness becomes emptiness unfurled.
The modern world ruled by ideals to find,
the tragedy of who is who lost in human kind.
The over stimulated fatalisms as art,
with no intolerance from the heart.
Millions of ‘ifs’ at the twilight dawn beach,
because nature has that magical promise reach.
Pay it forward
Show you care
Far away or close and near
There is so much we can gain
Adding one link to a chain
Of friendship, joy, love and peace
Each act of kindness will decrease
All the sorrow people know
Helping the world start to show
One heartfelt gesture can display
The way to live life everyday
Through the lands and past the lakes
It gets stronger and wont break
One little act can take us far
Shining like a loving star
That will spread and warm the heart
Of another that will start
To share the kindness they've been given
From a stranger who’s been living
With a promise they will never
Break or cut or rust or sever
This love chain that is spreading
Through the earth hopefully heading
To more happiness. less sorrow
And a world of peace tomorrow
Entered in the Teenage contest
Ready or not here he comes
Best you batten down the hatches
Unless you were one of the smart ones to run
Like a Coon Hound in July chasing rabbits
Alright, alright, alright
As you turn and face the wind
Open the door to a Category 4
And let Matthew come screaming in
Oh me, oh my, oh my, oh me
Is that Grandma in the yard below
Hanging tight with all her might to the clothes line
With her cat Skeeters in tow
This is getting rather exciting
As I see trees by the dozen crack in half
With my Boy scout skills I might need to later build
A sturdy family size raft
But for now we'll all hunker down
Try and stay away from the windows
And all the flying debris that I decided to leave
In the yard scattered between plastic Flamingos
I'm here wondering at this moment
Which of the two could be worse
Being blown away by a hurricane
Or eaten by a gator face first
Still you've got to love Florida
With 20 foot waves crashing to shore
As I step outside to grab that branch floating by
I think I need to start whittling some oars
I live in Jacksonville Florida and thought some humor would be nice before my power goes out and I crawl off into a corner to whimper...