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I entered gates that were rusty and old, worn with age,
This eternal resting place filled my soul with sadness;
The time of year did not help, barren trees hanging low,
Dried up flowers lay forlorn on rows of graves.
I followed a pathway taking me deep into the maze of sorrow,
Many stones difficult to read, erosion and time destroyed;
Some were simple crosses and others pristine granite markers,
I crossed over a bridge above a rippling stream.
Dark valleys lay before me and toppled statues rest in peace,
This scene of sadness holds a place in my soul forever;
For among the burial plots, vaults, lays a beloved sad memory,
Of my childhood cat, Snowball, forever in this place.
This pet cemetery, serene and tranquil,
And I still weep . . . .
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March 21, 2014
Verse
Theme - Write me sad
Submitted to the contest, Moods, sponsor, Silent One, Fourth Place
Submitted to the contest, The Saddest Landscape, sponsor, Skat, Second Place
My new forest and park neighbors,
mostly birds
squirrels
and strangely curious
and ravenous rabbits,
Have become accustomed to,
spoiled by,
fragrant green sanctuary
ancient fertile memories.
But, today
our neighborly horse farm
must be cleaning house.
This smells of too rich compost
upstaging even more gracious green.
This downgrade
calls to me
recalling former toxic smells,
fossil fuel exhausting,
were sooo... much more degenerative.
Horsey compost
lies between love's light life fragrance
and dark skinned death
of odorous Earth.
Yet, comparing distances
between green forest
and horse fragrance
and transported stinky fractures
through sacred climates ecological
resonant and resilient airs
and gusts
and breezes,
Comparative distances
continuously,
yet consecutively, change
what one might argue
is a contrasting wealth of difference,
+1, to -1, with midway
horse-powered zero neutral
Feels more like two-thirds healthy fragrance
and only one third toxic
Feels closer to three-fourths salient
to one-fourth punitive memory
from here
and now perspective,
Feels closer to seven-eighths
to one-eighth formerly deranged
of a revolutionary
resonantly regenerative
fractalling
resiliently redundant
multicultural sensory/spiritual
nurturing
re-communicating natural octave
of Golden Ratio/Rule comparison,
At last
resiliently resonant.
The sky is a mass field of common wealth
Air,light and water yields of common wealth
Along and across,the lines drawn on the political map
Like nerves running over the body
Bounding the water resources as mile stones
Separated the hearts not the soil
Unrest, tearing the unity and peace,piece by piece
The idea of inventing bottles
Made drinking water a marketing commodity
Water is the champion in some own camps
Water is a weapon in the agenda of the world war,the last
Polluting environment inch by inch
Money making minds,burning oil in sleepless nights
To discover a vial to make "inhaling fresh air" a commercial commodity
There stands greed as a dividing wall of common wealth
In between rich and poor
Rich is right and poor is left!
Up setting the order of common wealth sharing and caring
Great not greed,greet not greed,slogan is fake!
The spider spins it's own web for it to run
Anger,jealous and affection a World Wide Web
People unaware the tool of love to cut it to get out
Love and affection got out of hearts and hiding in the armpits
Where,Where is peace?
True,the foundation of commonwealth is strong as the Great Wall
"Breaking the Earth of one fourth
Bringing people of one third
Briefing the heads in good word
Business become,commonwealth"
This "mantra" is not answering the burning issues
If meeting is the answer,that's to meet the peace not people
It is a waste of time and money otherwise
"It is like going to the toilet,
There is a sitting,then there is a report and matter is dropped"
A veteran Lankan parliamentarian as revealed
Out of fifty three seats of Commonwealth
Find the fifty fourth one
Let peace sit down on fifty fourth seat
Let it the pivot of searching peace
Pick up all pieces of peace
Past it on the wall of CHOGM
It is greater than the Chinese Great Wall,very strong!
Resolve,peace!
Dissolve finding peace!!
(This poem is on the 23rd the CHOGM-Commonwealth Heads of Govt. Meeting-
taking place in Sri Lanka from 15th to 17th November 2013)
May 4 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 9-13
Key Verse – Nehemiah 9:3 And they stood up in their place, and read in the book of the law of the LORD their God one fourth part of the day; and another fourth part they confessed, and worshipped the LORD their God.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY CONFESSION HEARER
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my iniquities
Thank You for forgiving me of my admitted sins and impurities
As I reveal to You my doubts, unbelief, and insecurities
While repenting for my wicked thoughts in my entreaties.
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my unfaithfulness
Thank You for pardoning me of my transgressions by Your grace and goodness
As I see my unrighteousness in the light of Your holiness
While receiving Your correction for my pride of vain haughtiness.
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my disobedience
Thank You for directing me for faith-propelled resurgence
As I realize my vexation-caused troubles due to carnal indulgence
While submitting before You my heart for surrender of meek diligence.
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my misunderstanding
Thank You for teaching me for my ministerial comprehending
As I acknowledge that Your wisdom is what I’m always needing
While offering myself to You without pretending.
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my bad attitude
Thank You for leading me toward steps of joyous gratitude
As I yield to You my stubbornness along Your might’s fortitude
While turning away from worldly stardom’s altitude.
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my lack of dedication
Thank You for purging me by Your sanctification
As I abide in Your will for my testimony’s beautification
While worshipping You with wholehearted devotion.
Lord God, You are my confession Hearer regarding my downfall
Thank You for reaching out to me whenever to You I call
As I grieve for my frustrations against fruitfulness-hall
While trusting You for me to stand faithful, spiritually tall.
May 4, 2023
May 27 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 9-10
Key Verse – Nehemiah 9:3 And they stood up in their place, and read in the book of the law of the LORD their God one fourth part of the day; and another fourth part they confessed, and worshipped the LORD their God.
FAITH IN GOD WHO DESERVES OUR WORSHIP
God deserves our worship with gratitude
Truly thankful are we for His given beatitude
Midst His compassion of great magnitude…
Yes, we seek Him by faith’s fortitude.
God deserves our worship with humility
Truly assured are we of His granted salvation-security
Midst His love’s authority…
Yes, we trust Him by faith along Scriptural certainty.
God deserves our worship with delight
Truly inspired are we for His truth’s light
Midst His instruction to do what is right…
Yes, we abide in Him by faith of guiding might.
God deserves our worship with gladness
Truly appreciative are we for His helpfulness
Midst His vibrant joyfulness…
Yes, we surrender to Him by faith along our willingness.
God deserves our worship with glorious singing
Truly jubilant are we as our offerings bringing
Midst His care of mercy-ringing…
Yes, we cleave to Him by faith while to His grace, clinging.
God deserves our worship with submission
Truly dependent are we on His vision
Midst His guidance of clear expression…
Yes, we follow Him by faith, obeying His great commission.
God deserves our worship with commitment
Truly praise-filled are we for His victorious achievement
Keeping us in His triumph’s empowerment…
Yes, we obey Him by faith along dedication-fulfillment.
May 27, 2025
I was looking at the small pill-cutter box
Which I was holding in my hand.
Blue colored with a sharp edge of the blade
To cut the medicine in halves, one-third or
Could also be, in one-fourth, maybe.
I was thinking, simultaneously, about the news
I heard today, which made me puzzled….
Churches and bombings, again, so vulnerability!
So vulnerable with this cloak of religiosity
In this utter disastrous time of unrest and confusion!
I woke up again…. just to get another news of the death
A death in the family, ending of a marvelous life, so precious!
I whispered a line of supplication for the departed
And also, for me, as there was something to do….
And, I was holding the pill cutter still in hand, indecisively.
(April 21st, 2019)
Memorial service ~10:00 A.M. October 21st, 2020...
at Cherry Hill, New Jersey Unitarian Fellowship
Boyce Brandon Harris cremains
(approximately one fourth entire contents)
offered, interred, and eulogized
within ‘Tristan’s Pollinator Garden,'
which constitutes minute arboretum
bore witness to immediate family of said deceased
yours truly plus eldest and youngest sister
each of us communicated solemn words
to recall admirable, inimitable,
and unfathomable father,
whose passing (evident previous six months,
whereby his declining physical health)
unfettered, presaged, and indicated imminent death
now his invisible spirit
dwells amidst the spiritual abodes
encompassing three offspring,
he and the late Harriet Harris begat,
whose lives analogous
to quasi orphaned grown children
all adults with independent lives of their own.
We (progeny of our father and mother,
the latter deceased
approximately fifteen and a half years)
convened at above mentioned site
see fourth line of poem
to consecrate, designate, and generate
extemporaneous heartfelt sentiments
honoring his wishes,
mixing joys and sorrows,
regaling poignant occasions
before shoveling soil
punctuated silent benediction
courtesy Reverend Margret A. O'Neall,
Developmental Minister eloquently enunciated
reassuring, healing, and comforting words
to small congregating crowd
comprising half dozen plus people.
Come spring two thousand twenty one
a hearty shrub or tree,
(yet to be decided upon)
will be planted within sanctioned
space, whereby Mother Earth
will allow, enable, and provide
nondescript ashes to mingle
subterranean flora and fauna,
whence roots of former will help filtrate
cremated body once housing
Boyce Brandon Harris.
He who helped bring us
(meaning Amélie, Matthew and Shari)
into existence forever spirited into the future
linkedin by actions
genetically, indirectly and knowingly
hashtagged, kickstarted and tweeted
said son and daughters
who possess his corporeal heritage.