Long Nov Poems
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Depressed when Eternal Father saw a lot of sins
From people He created
Wanted to destroy the world
Jesus Christ stopped Him
Before Jesus Christ came
He and Eternal Father were talking
Eternal Father’s decision was to end the world
Jesus Christ made a deal
He believed people would understand and love each other
In the Church He will create
To understand the Greatest Commandments
Is to be Universal in His Church
Eternal Father searched a woman
To conceive and bear a Son
Angiel Gabriel spoke to Mary
You have found favor from God
Holy Spirit will shine over you
You are to name Him Jesus Christ
He will save people from their sins
To save destruction of the world
Eternal Father preparing prophets for the coming Messiah
In a cave Prophet Muhammad meditating
Angel Gabriel told Prophet Muhammad to read
To prepare for the coming of Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ took people’s meanness
His death is the beginning to take power over people
His body passed away
His soul went to meeting in heaven
Meeting with Eternal Father ended
Three Days and He woke up
Created Catholic Christian
Follow Jesus Christ to be saved
Why are there other churches?
Christ’s like religions
In there you are not saved
Don’t be fooled
Jesus Christ believes you will realize
He’s waiting for you
You want to be in a true Church
To truly serve Him
It is not about the priests or ministers
You are there to hear the Gospel and homily
To take His authorized body and blood
To be in heaven and have eternal life
this shade of grey
it's the wrong the grey, it's stale
a shade of grey, nickel grey or maybe arsenic
the sky lacks depth, the blues
shades of cobalt blue, denim, and teal blue
the juxtaposition of the swaying trees
shades of pear green, sea moss, olive green
but the trees don't seem to really move
it's not quite there, it's the wrong green
and I hate the blue (I really hate the blue)
the motion and harmony of colors,
this canvas is uninspiring, it lacks hope
my husband stood in the doorway, watching me paint in a complete frenzy
(which he typically does)
he hugs me firmly from behind,
he startled me
(which he typically does not)
he whispers
"masterpiece"
I turn around to lock eyes with him, puzzled
inspired
hopeful
he moved my hair bangs, to left side of my face
he kissed my cheek
and then he kissed my forehead
(I continued painting...)