Long Priestly Poems
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My heart sings a morning song
I feel its soothing warmth
yellow sunshine drips down the dale
far and beyond
a whiff of enchanting breeze
skipping up and down the hills
whispering priestly prayers
all over the world
like clouds my soul drifts
freely among the towering cliffs
visualizing beauty so pristine
everywhere
nature cradles life with love
embracing each and everyone
singing gloriously to us
the morning song
and then my heart sings this morning song
skipping up and down the hills
far and beyond…..
Honorable Mention
Contest Name : My Song
Sponsor : Jerry T Curtis
In "Jesus’ name," there is Victory" joyous, Victory
"Open-up your heart and mind to see and have with me,
"this great Victory”
“Victory,” of the royal Christ Jesus and His priestly
ministry…
For whosoever is willing to receive, there will be a certain
“Victory”
Victorious, Victory
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen
In "Jesus’ name," say with me there is "Victory"
Victory that is guaranteed
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
"His Blessings are full and fully
Total and truly complete;
and oh so, so, sweet, and even more excellently sweet
In "Jesus’ name," there is "Victory"
"Open-up your heart and mind to see and have "this Victory.”
"Yes, The Spirit, The Lamb and Father are one"
"Yes, The Spirit, The Lamb and Father are one"
“Three separate personages; but one in Spirit, Unity and
“Love”
In "Jesus’ name," there is Victory" joyous, Victory
"Open-up your heart and mind to see and have with me
"this great Victory”
“Victory,” of the royal Christ Jesus and His priestly
ministry…
For whosoever is willing to receive, there will be a certain
“Victory”
Victorious, Victory
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen
Shout, "Hallelujah, Amen"
Repeat the song:
Aah ! Mantis Madonna, the Avenger !
we salute your deepened empathy
your telepathic and combat martial skill,
ability to neck kill in quiet strength those
forgetting connection for correction —
How hard you trained with disciplined alien hierophants, unknowing what was in store, insectoid eyes witnessing xray life beneath facades, against all odds in any pod galore
hail we your embodiment as femme fatale
arum alone you dwelled when memory erased
Surely your creator, then priestly Pama nurturers
knew attributes needed to confront Darkness —
control over body-mind, agility, endurance
superior deductive abilities, one to shatter
steel, exact intuition, loving across dimensions
Aah ! Mantis Madonna, the Avenger !
Mobile your compact body, changeable
invisible can you transmute it, one who
instantly perceives weak, strong gaps ~
of mixed gene origins, standing in stead
graceful your dances transfix, entrances
Magically mystical you fantasmorgorical
were conceived cutting storylines, timelines
astral travelling coding advanced healing skill
elfin efficiencies, occult knowledge top-notch
vibrating in cells, as rituals you perform in storm
Average humans we can but stand in awe
imbibing thaumaturgic miracles as we gape
Mantis escapades, reflect on deity energies
with flashes of insight that we too have
capacity to bend realities for good of all —
Goddess intergalactic madonna on comic
pages but a stimulus for our psyches
where futures are conceived, flute believe
geoshaped by wills from colonial brutalities
tough treading human evolution threading
Aah ! Mantis Madonna, the Avenger !
we ode your character unfolding
quantum revolutions as a 3D green niece
praying lands, hands together on moist
marigold fronds, for us to curtsy
before another cosmic fly-off
go green queen, go !
Gods' angel among us
she's like a fresh and lovely rose
that angels planted, then God chose
though a sweet, caring and loving soul
Gods' angel among us
for this woman's full of love
was she not directed from above
like a shadow, ever there;
Gods' angel among us
of which no one is aware
she never seeks attention
as underneath God's banner's folds
Gods' angel among us
but deep within her heart she knows
her special grace and wisdom from God
she is "in Christ", created in the image of God
Gods' angel among us
her arms and her heart are open
given a special gift, by God's grace
God's beautiful and poetic masterpiece!
Gods' angel among us
chosen by God for priestly work
a wise, hospitable, and humble servant
A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)...
deplores adipose tissue gain
No Holiday music can soothe savage beast
washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced
skinny bag of lovely bones permanently leased
body snatcher somewhere amidst policed
madding crowd of carolers singing,
where mine sinking spirits ceased
rising today December 18th, 2020
analogous how unleavened bread
(i.e. matzo) lacks yeast.
I loathe shucking clothes,
(no matter eyes severely myopic)
in preparation for here goes
another warm shower quickly
relaxing this senescent
body ready to doze
soon after lathering
this blubbery body
most unwanted fat grows
on me, no matter healthy diet
of worms, or how I stand,
not so easy (Etsy) as add a pose
zing losing battle – Mary Jo's
if and geeze us of bulge ill flattering
particularly quiverly, sans white
"WALL" tire tread fully goes
steely belted around lower
abdominal area like lava floes
siring unsightly expose
yore squishy Jew dish priestly
punchy, plasma paunchy, gristly...
pillow like marshmallows
fittingly, rotundly soundly
identical with other schlep
tin (tin tabulation) grungy hobos,
this lap pissed lard (lord) Who Lee
bemoaning, how ilk readily knows,
where unwanted bulky flab...
most detested - hence Corp Yule Lance
leaves noth thin to noblesse oblige,
know bull eats obese,
anorexia nervosa or chance
barking out orders reminiscent, when he
hapt tubby a caller wannabe at
weekly square and/or contra dance,
now requisitioned to insulate
and excessively enhance
body electric can be mushed
into likeness of fleshy France
or repurposed into expanse
resembling any country,
whose name Kants
be easily pronounced, and historical
events glommed together recognizable
as Ataturk with a lance
bequeathed to rule World advance
sing gluttony as his divine providence,
thus requires deep dish allegiance
(non - fiber - binding contract)
for eats and make decadent
every fleshpot gourmand
stretching consumer cellular
skein to capacitance
bestowing guaranteed deliverance
with their rolling
ballooning massive circumference
into orbit with Earthly moon officiant
eternal fondue irrelevance!
April 19 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 1Kings 18-20
Key Verse – 1Kings 18:21 And Elijah came unto all the people, and said, How long halt ye between two opinions? if the LORD be God, follow him…
FAITH IN GOD WHO IS OUR LORD WE MUST FOLLOW
God is our Lord we must follow midst His marvelous greatness
While He reigns in His unceasing graciousness…
We praise Him along His continual goodness
And for letting our faith glow in His righteousness.
God is our Lord we must follow midst His majestic name
While He blesses in His generosity’s fame…
We praise Him along His holiness’ flame
And for increasing our faith against unbelief’s claim.
God is our Lord we must follow midst His prevailing rulership
While He guides us along His loving fellowship…
We praise Him Who is our shepherd in His leadership
And for upholding our faith toward Spirit-filled worship.
God is our Lord we must follow midst His priestly office
While He instructs us toward effective service…
We praise Him along His trustworthy promise
And for pulling our faith to soar against doubt’s premise.
God is our Lord we must follow midst His valiant leading
While He protects us against backsliding…
We praise Him Who comforts us with His cheerful beholding
And for reinforcing our faith through Bible reading.
God is our Lord we must follow midst His life-building endeavour
While He pardons us by His mercy’s favour…
We praise Him as we thank Him for His kindness-fervour
And for flavouring our faith to have a sweet-smelling savour.
God is our Lord we must follow midst His triumphant commitment
While He invites us toward ministry involvement…
We praise Him Who welcomes us in His kingdom advancement
And for perfecting our faith by His glorious settlement.
April 19, 2025
It's time to be a priest,
a mediatory agent of God
appointed and anointed
to help the people to impart
in America, we're in chaos
with ICE running amok
killing people and using children as bait
to arrest immigrant adults
so what are we as individuals
going to do?
are we ready to put our feet on the ground
and intercede too?
it's time to be a priest
to take up the cause
to operate as delegates
and bring about a pause
to stop the craziness
that has taken a hold
to stand up for our fellow man
to be priestly and bold
are we ready to camp out
to stand in the gap?
as we carry the presence of God
like the Ark of the Covenant on our backs?
we need to work with God
as co-laborers in the trenches
to get down in the dirt
and if we have to climb over obstacles and fences
we need to be courageous
with an inner resolution
to face our fears and overcome them
by possessing a strong constitution
to find the courage to do more than just pray
but to act as well
because if we do nothing, we will all die anyway
and probably go to hell
we need to be obedient
to God's command
to pay attention to that
which of us He demands
to follow His directives
to move forward according to His plans
to cleave to His righteousness
and hold to His mighty hand
we also need to operate in purpose
to move with a godly intent
to understand our objective and duties as priests
to the fullest extent
It's time to be a priest
to be mediators appointed by the Lord God
courageous, obedient and purposeful
standing in the gap
when it comes to matters of the heart
Its time to be a priest
Skipping thoughts across gelatin rings.
Into the reservoir of Lethologica
freezing-mirror- reflecting.
Nothings back to me.
What once was so lucid, liquid transfusive, a free flowing mainline of Offering, conducive to something.
A hopeful seminary seminar.
Priestly Dreams: Turned Cold:
WaxingColdOfPrisonOfShielding
Unseen:PulseStar Bard
Hands:Snatching Shards of Fleeced Gold, of my mind as a drunkard reeling.
I looked to the Sky:
Milking the udder of strange new Principality:As Abductee
Parseic layers onsites-between.
Exposed:Exposing
Themselves:In HiveMind
DemonsTake-AI-Host, Coast to Coast, raping with frequency
The Dark Spectrum:
E Spells:Algorecium
Ghost in the Machine:
Seizing Domain:Leasing Pay for Plug and Play
While Silicon Valley burns
Fires rolling, dancing, caroming pyres of turning man, mid-orgy
Free-Association, only for the initiated, the initialized agenda
Mitigated, pseudo-pre-arbitrated
Alarm set to 1 minute to midnight, alarming, arming Mercenary
LiberalMalefactorial
Mine Crypto ID farming:not arbitrary, quite the Contrary
Derision, division, blurred vision.
Monopolistic-air-intrusion.
From the Dragon of Old
Tele-InPrompt-To-talking point decisions, prepared by The Institute that gives The Institutions asylum and Island screams
In Thunder-Domes beneath Catacombs.
Windows, gateways and corridored rooms become alleyways and byways and by the way...boom
Of trafficking everything dark, everything that can be found in a deal of a backroom or redroom
Mad Max-Headroom meets Terminator meets in the middle,
Of Pentagram
A Witches Platoon on the deserted battlefield of treasonists and the FBook-A-wall
Controllers of the atmosphere, Dune, expand the disband, gasp, sprawl
These dry bones will be awakened soon.
Why wouldn' t you expect it?
Shifting sands, sifting uncover truth.
In fact the Vultures of Man's Desert will Direct It.
DUNE
Horn Music
In the late forties and middle fifties
horn music and military marches tunes
were often parlayed in the town's park
and we lived nearby and bore the brunt
of this noisy music
to complain was not easy as the music
was seen as an expression of freedom
chasing the German army out of our
cherished country, admittingly with
the help of the Russian army, the
British took the credit
Horn music is simply horrible to enjoy
the noise one has to be unmusical
one would think the noise had stopped
with the arrival of modernity, rock and roll
and Elvis Priestly, but no
I was invited in the eighties to read a poem
in Oslo. When my turn came to read
the horn orchestra struck up.
I come to you with the sunset,
Love becomes in me a priestly service.
Teach me how to keep silence as a compass,
How to dance on the strings of unsaid time.
At your threshold, I leave all my worries,
Here I rest my steps that ran at dawn,
And at night, when stars become voyagers,
Your smile is to me a verse, a song, beloved.
At your place, the garden fills with flowers and rain,
With a rain of love, of divine feelings,
And the last drop melts into your wine,
In the chalice where destiny whispers to us, divine.
With you, I leave a linden flower, our symbol,
In the memory of a love that does not fade through ages.
And if you're called by longing, if you want me close,
Place another linden flower between the pillows, to warm your chilly evening.
With you, I leave my dream, my thought, and time,
In all that seems today so belated.
With you, it feels right to settle myself orderly,
In all the things that today I still do not know.