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Obsession Part 2

Though I'll remember nature's wonders,
sunsets and the breath of spring,
feel the wind blow through my hair
and know the thrill of sunrise cresting.

We see the universe as dancing,
two such different creatures trancing,
we two will never understand
the private notions of the other,
even if we take each other's hand.

Coming close to your destruction
you will see the other side,
who says who has satisfied
requirements for a better life?
Friendship, if we could but find it,
yields the seeds of greater profit,
greater than the seeds of strife.

I now remain just as I ever was.

I shall take my morning walk,
communing with the birds and talking
to myself while reading Kafka,
glancing at the latest headlines.
Dear Stravinsky's 'Rite' is slighted,
(he'll return when ears are righted.)
When I smell a rose I'm prompted 
to recall a certain lady, gifted with
a new perception, I must sadly 
take exception, for the moment anyway.

The chill of morning, people yawning,
I am tired, the blush of dawning has me
feeling ill at ease, my spirit sags,
I barely reach the second floor.
'When will you return? Is Paris so much more
than you have here?' is my unanswered question.
I drag my heels to breakfast, 
listless as a lazy dog, and nibble toast,
my countenance as pallid as a ghost.

A letter would be welcomed. 
I shall miss you; there, I've said it. 
I am your friend, are you not mine? 
Tenuous and strained, two casual 
acquaintances who share so little time,
we brush elbows, like strangers passing
on a platform, sharing sidelong glances,
afraid to say hello. I watch you as you go.

Others swore we would be close,
peas in a pod, familiar.
Instead there is no warmth, not yet.
Were you to try we might combine
and nibble toast together, and take
a walk, your hand in mine, and
stammer conversation 'til we knew
there was no reason e'er to rue.
I shall sit with pleasant thoughts of you.

Desperate, I ponder on your death,
scant breath expended twixt the two of us,
and loneliness an ache too harsh to mention,
pen in hand and no one to subscribe.
I'll scarce recall the softness of your skin,
or search your heart to find what lies within.
Should I be bold, or take a gentler path?
encourage you... would I incur your wrath?
If you were to die I'd never know your truth,
and I should lose the vigour of my youth.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Transmutation

Written: December 02, 2023

Quote "Without birth and death, and without the perpetual transmutation of all the forms of life, the world would be static, rhythm-less, undancing, mummified." Alan Watts

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“we woke up early one morn, ego shorn
it felt as though we were in form reborn
nodes within stirred, boundaries blurred
our head and heart, with love concurred”

I deploy discursive divine depiction as a guide.
A gateway to Genesis, where it takes its side.
Unbridled and untamed, my voice may rise.
I pursued knowledge out of pure surprise.

Low-frequency vibes induce a shift in shape.
Scarcity leads to transmutation, of spare scape.
Alchemists transmute leads to sacred gold.
Metal sheds its genius luster in the kiln hold.

I waltz freely with doom in the gloom.
I inhale oxygen to marvel at life's bloom.
I endure steps yet disappear in the dream.
Structure is unaffected by the skill stream.
 
Love is my soul—my reason for existence.
Living in lavish love is a lifelong vow of diligence.
A mind, weaved with such insight, was so warm.
I flaunt my firm frame in this fabulous form.

When you are feeling opulent and egotistical.
Those who are dominant were miscible.  
Departure might induce an unfillable hole.
Descry a suitable way to purify your soul.

There are ecstatic and tragic days, love and hate.
No matter how tough we strive, this will be our fate.
Note how sporadic and fleeting life is; spot the stride.
Our days of tribulation bruised our noble pride!
 
Rather than succumbing to hatred and rage.
Turning negative into a rising trend of assuage
Let trust and troth tackle tricks and malicious
Such a restrained demeanor is truly auspicious.

Within, most consensus spans are wide.
It's all whim; scatter love and watch it glide.
Trust your scintilla—trek to the boundless sea.
We may all profit from sowing wisdom trees.

Conquered the most-dubbed landmass on Earth.
And yearning to discover raw levels of worth!
Death, then delirious with deceit, drove his life.
A wicked beast embedded himself in strife!

A susurrus sparkle to the shimmering love.
Enhances adieu strut below the moon above.
Breeze says, "Love on, my dear, and dance."
Across the trees, a gentle man's glance.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Save Our Youth

Teachers and Faculty care less and less about students every year
If u aren't the favorite don't expect caring
Ur parents have to bring cookies to the bake sale
Teachers have our children's life in their hands
Take some responsibility
One on one communication goes a long way
Drop knowledge whenever u can
Whether it be elementary, Watson
Or High School High and u don't Lovitz
As Teachers pass kids in hallways and treat them like people u pass on the sidewalk
Unless they r causing trouble
Then they get attention
Positive reinforcement, don't u know!?
Pay them no mind if they r quiet and have a 2.8 GPA or higher
The only time the schools contact parents is if something is wrong
Or if the child met their criteria for acknoledgement 
Teaching children used to be a calling
Now it is just a job
Just a young persons misguided career path
Being forced to say what they want to be when they grow up
Our youth has potential if we pay attention
Dropout rates and political red tape
Underpaid teacher and staff
State Lottery does not do what our government said it would do
Lower case because it is not important
State Lottery is supposedly there to help our schools and fix our roads
Yet to see that actually help either situation in Michigan
Other states may be different
In some states a school is a business, Owned by a corporation
Turning a profit
Is being a Teacher actually a Customer Service job?
Small Towns get overlooked as our Youth passes through the interent router
Spoken word is too much effort
A teacher's eyes glued to a screen
Right along with the child they r supposed to be teaching
Children cannot speak for themselves
Parents have the responsibility to be their voice
The voice of the voiceless
Politicians and public relations speak of "we"
There is no "I" in "Team"
Teaching our youth to not be selfish and to share
But if they r only thinking of others who is left to think about them
The coach's team has a winning season
2 kids sit on the bench the whole season
No hopes of actually playing
The "team" wins the Championship
Wearing the same shirt doesn't make u a "team"
When asked why the kids didn't play all season
School said the coach's job was based on wins
If the kids wanted to have more game time, they should be better at the game
Actual Events leading to this piece of literature
Save our Youth

Ten Dollars Per Week Is Just Half Packet of Smokes

I have tried to teach people
that saving ten dollars per week
together, as a group of people 
can create wealth

If you invest each week
and help it grow,
you could buy off the internet
and sell through garage sales,

watch television
you could go to
secondhand markets
and sell at auctions

You can buy equipment 
and start your own cleaning service
thousand of people could add to my ideas
one hundred people saving ten dollars per week

Could be used to buy houses
one thousand dollars per week
fifty-two thousand dollars per year
the deposit every year for a house

the planet has six billion people 
six billion people times ten dollars per week
is sixty billion times fifty-two
the money to build anything

Desalination plants 
factories 
anything you can imagine
granted there would be problems

people buy houses 
sometimes tenants won't pay rent
people buy, franchises
and some lose thousands  

We can all watch the news
and see the risks of small business
five of six small shops 
shut down, across the road from us 

I presume, they could have made a profit
but some shops, never have customers
with rents wages and running cost 
going into business is hard

yet if people don't go into business  
nobody would have jobs
the word on the street, people say
companies get away

with not paying tax
maybe that's the truth
but companies pay wages 
and workers pay tax from those wages

So indirectly companies do pay tax
I watched a female manager
who owned a coffee shop saying 
it's not fair, the wages a too high

I can't take time off I can't afford the costs
every day she worked and struggled 
to make a profit, business is hard
but growing small business 

is what builds your economy
Mr Bill Gates started micro soft
from his back yard 
now it makes

thousands of dollars per second
Imagine what he could do
with an investment 
of sixty billion dollars per week

But I can't afford ten dollars per week
well that's true when people get only 
seventeen cents an hour
when people live in poverty

Watching their children die
ten dollars per week 
would be more than they could afford
That why I suggested 

Encouraging Industrialized nations
employees to become investors first
ten dollars per week is just half a pack of smokes
you spend more going out to the pictures
Form: Narrative

A Perfect Beauty

A perfect beauty


A perfect beauty could be different beneath the skin.
They may be beautiful on the outside,
But dark secrets may be hidden underneath.
The person we desire could be blinding us from their faults;
The lover we require may be a detached love so far away from us.


In silence we remain alone;
In voice we give birth to love.
Without a love of our own,
We remain less than we should have become.


We have to see past lust
And delve deep under to find love;
Because a love built solely on lust,
Will crumble and become lost.


If we remain true to love and do not just accept anyone;
We will find what we need, if we are lucky enough to find the one.
The words have already told us,
That love is everything that we need.
So stay faithful to your faith in love
And you will find your real love, eventually.


Obsessing over beauty will only leave us so sad;
We may miss out on love, for them and they may never know.
If you think they are the one, 
But then you see the flaws they never had;
You will regret what you did or didn’t do and you will end up alone.


Be open to love, for every love is a gift;
Do not take anyone for granted, or they will soon be gone.
Throw your arms around love; do not let it be missed,
Because you cannot change what you have already done
And if they really are so perfect, then why are they alone?


A flawed beauty is what we should desire;
A painful past will bring you closer together.
A love full of lust burns the brightest fire;
A lust without love, will never last forever.


Being honest to love is not such a risk,
When you compare it to being honest with only lust.
Love will protect you every hour, in every kiss;
But with each lover, you wear away love and away goes the trust.


In stars we search for understanding, for meaning and for sight;
In songs we find understanding, true meaning and insight.
In marriage we become new beings, living a whole new life.
A beauty without flaws is called perfection; it is also a lie.


Seek what you want and accept what you will;
Profit where you may and put your trust in who you want.
Desire all you can have and let no tear ever be wrongfully spilled;
Live for lust, or lust for love; 
Live for love and you will find that you are now at one with the one.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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The Prophetess By the Wall

Take heed where you receive your prophecy                                                                   One may call herself a prophetess only to miss                                                              only she is the self-fulfilled sealed by her own prodigy                                                     to kill true prophets to take what is thine your bliss                                                           Like Jezebel all dressed up with nothing to show                                                             to take the life of others while she threatens to take all                                                     Painted scarlet with silken tongue only the veneer of divine gold                                    * *                                                                                                                           By the true God and His prophets the words that came to pass                                           The place where dogs licked the blood of Naboth shall dogs lick thy blood                            for her whoredom and witchcrafts the land had no peace was alas                                      Jehu rode under her window not as her Romeo to pine for her love                                     with the words who is with me the eunuchs by her bed                                                  Her writing sprinkled on the wall as Jehu’s stead stood tall                                                not swayed by her fleshly desires through Jezebel to her death                                 *                                             *                                                                      The dogs shall eat Jezebel by the wall of Jezreel by the Word of Lord                                   Jehu celebrates the call but compassion for she was a king's daughter                                Go bury the woman accursed but no rest for the wicked ward                                           for the false bread will never profit nor tread upon the true waters                                 The skull, and the feet, and the palms of her hands is all that was found
The Sprit of Jesus is the Spirit of prophecy so I do pray you heed His call                    prophesying from your own heart will end like Jezebel’s gnawed by hounds
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Form: Rhyme

Premium Member FAITH IN GOD WHO MAKES US TO PROSPER

January 13 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 37-39

Key Verse – Genesis 39:3 And his master saw that the LORD was with him, and that the LORD made all that he did to prosper in his hand.

FAITH IN GOD WHO MAKES US TO PROSPER

God makes us to prosper, manifoldly blessing us against crises’ might 
Moving our love along faith to bear fruits with divine delight
Moreover, bringing color to our lives His cheers so bright
Most of all, answering our prayers while we do what’s right.

God makes us to prosper, mightily reigning over us in His dominion 
Moving our desire along faith to enjoy His fellowship midst sweet communion
Moreover, teaching us His Word, defying humanistic opinion
Most of all, working in our return to Him from wandering for glad reunion.

God makes us to prosper, marvelously delivering us from unholiness
Moving our eyes along faith to see His perspective against sins’ blurriness
Moreover, empowering us to profit in His contentment’s joyfulness
Most of all, guarding our hearts from foolishness and deceitfulness.

God makes us to prosper, miraculously transforming us toward His perfection 
Moving our character-change along faith to glow by His compassion
Moreover, raising us up to see higher ground’s vision
Most of all, slaying our pride of displeasing action for humility’s function.

God makes us to prosper, morally wrapping us with His truth-covering 
Moving our spirituality along faith to obey Him through His nurturing
Moreover, detracting us from materialism and idolatry-gearing
Most of all, instilling in our choice discernment upon wisdom-rearing.

God makes us to prosper, magnificently granting us Your grace 
Moving our thanksgiving along faith to express always our worshipful praise
Moreover, providing us Your supplies of well-favoured ways 
Most of all, pardoning our iniquities we confess without doubt’s trace.

God makes us to prosper, manageably in our pursuit for soulwinning 
Moving our commitment along faith to share the Gospel midst trust-gaining
Moreover, upholding us in our great-commission and ministry training 
Most of all, protecting our steps while our health You are sustaining.  Amen!

January 13, 2025
10th place, "2025 POSTED POEM" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/15/2025
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Where Are the Children

Where are the children? Where are the children this night and day? In the African nation of South Sudan, there is a horrible famine. Their families, and their children are perishing because they are starving to death.

World television pastors, such as Rod Parsley, are pledged to help provide assistance. The Daystar and TBN networks really providing: fresh water and wells, medical, and dental care, food and of course shoes.  

The Evangelical Lutheran Church of America has our world hunger fund, The Baptist, and charismatic churches sponsor missionaries. Professional athletes and entertainment industry's  actors and musicians sponsor their own non-profit organizations.  The Red Cross, and Salvation Army and Habit for Humanity etc. The list could go on endlessly. Yet photos of starving children we constantly see.

Many people have wondered why? Is there really a God above us in heaven's lofty skies?  And if he does exist, does he even care about us? "The poor you will always have with you, you shall not always have me with you." He was addressing Jesus.  Yes, God really does care!  His ministry welcomed the little children and denied them not for such is the kingdom of heaven.  We must have the faith of a child to please him and enter into the kingdom of heaven.

Where are the children?  They need responsible people to care for both their physical spiritual needs.  The secular world addresses their physical needs from cradle to the grave. The unborn children and their mothers need special treatment and care. What happens to an unborn child from conception if it dies?  The child is immediately welcomed into the presence of Jesus Christ in the kingdom of heaven. It is their grieving mothers, fathers, and families needing both spiritual and emotional tender loving care TLC.

Just suppose the unborn child would have been severely disabled from birth? God knits us together in our mother's wombs. The physical conception process with a male's sperm fertilizing a female's egg. The sin nature of mankind is responsible not God. When Adam and Eve ate from the Tree of the Knowlege of Good and Evil--sin entered into the DNA of people.  Death and destruction also entered in.  Where are the children? Under the shelter of his everlasting arms.

Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
aka Roxy Lea 1954
August 05, 2017
Form: Narrative

Balance

The world of business 
is riddled with traps
I tried to start
an intenent business

So good were their words
we make money 
when you make money
the promise of lies

Internet scams 
poor people trying 
to make at the expense
of someone else

of course, it was a scam 
Financially I am not 
the one to follow
but with a world

Real financial experts
surely we could find 
people to trust 
people that can invest 

and grow companies 
people that can 
make a profit 
and payout dividends from shares

people that can help build economies
saving ten dollars per week
you are looking at an investment
of five hundred and twenty dollars per year

If you had invested in micro soft 
how year after year how much 
would you be worth
could you invest more

It'd your life 
you can do whatever you want
you can save a hundred dollars  per week
it's your money

granted with every investment
there is a risk
you can lose your money
people do lie cheap and steal

but investments create jobs
investments stimulate economies
half the problem we have today
was caused by greed

People wanting to make money
from selling houses 
lowered interest rates
sold houses to people 

that couldn't afford them 
put up interest rates 
made the homeowners 
take out insurance 

So if they failed to pay
they made money
from the insurance company
an insurance company collapsed

because they couldn't afford the debt
like a deck of dominoes
the whole system started to struggle
one country after another

started having financial problems
markets dried up as economies failed
we didn't end up, in a depression
because we had things like social welfare

Our ancestors had created
but we are all apart of the same world
healthy economies in other country's 
buy the products from your country's

The world needs to look at the balance
between the needs of all economies
When Mahatma Gandhi improve the textile
trade-in India it devastated 

The textile trade in other countries
I'm not the expert but if we build
industry in India 
I believe that is what great man achieved

Industry, that India requires 
to create employment for India
Industry, that we all need to have 
healthy economies

We need to do it in a way
that creates balance, 
improving the economies of all
countries
Form: Narrative

Premium Member It isn't though it is

Nothing to see so little to hear
speak and be silenced.
Smells peculiar...
Are my thoughts even mine?
Everything is glorious in the shadows of night
Bright lights that dim truth all sparkle and dreamy
City of savage fun and instant pleasures
The day breaks and the shadows slither
numb brains and worn out souls
drugged eyes burn by the sun light
awaken into the reality that the pleasure palace of night
is the decaying cesspool overflow of Hades slum.
Those crystal Babel towers shatter into the shantytowns of reality.
A little light shines a lotta truth.
   Freedom
What happen to our revolution to make all equal before the law
Every one with opportunity to succeed
Success that benefited your fellow man
But now it feeds the greed
The richest one percent take over ninety percent of the worlds wealth
and they want the rest of it.
Babies are consider disease, there is a  sick celebration and evil joy
for every aborted innocent life. What did the baby do?
The same people move Heaven and earth to protect
the wicked life of a mass murderer and loathe the victims
Sick people, very sick.
Justice only for the unjust.
Questions will be unanswered, other opinions shouted down
Disagree be mocked ridiculed and ostracize,  Challenge be imprisoned.
One way, One voice One thought
all others crushed until they conform or die
Destroy the richness of past cultures
Deny the truths of Holiness, erase ideas of wisdom and knowledge,
Twist and confuse the spirit of youth
make them doubt their very gender and pervert their souls to Hell
 War for profit, constant war to wear out and wean the will to live
That seductive siren's song beating the drums of war
replacing the heartbeats of young to march in rhythm of death
 Media reports nothing but sensationalizes hate and propaganda
Opinions never news, feelings never facts,  stupidity never truth
Talking heads with talking points, personalities with non information
                         Enough is enough
one lone voice reverberates through the wilderness
echos into the winds, blowing through each village, community
sweeps into towns and cities till everyone each person unites
revolution smolders, freedom brews , ideas simmer
overflowing for justice for dignity for reason
Liberty is calling
masses answer
His will be done
We shall be free
Amen.

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