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GOD LOVED ME THROUGH MY ANGER

God loved me through my anger 
from me He never waned 
In spite of my bad behavior 
His mercy towards me never changed 

God loved me through my anger 
He's saw beyond my pain 
He understood I felt hurt 
defeated and strained 

God loved me through my anger 
He forgave my sins 
He overlooked my malfeasance 
and embraced me once again 

God loved me through my anger 
He saw beyond my pain 
He understood I felt hurt 
defeated and strained 

In the midst of my anger, 
God saw my potential 
He prayed I'd be restored
hopeful and essential 
anger is the opposite of righteousness  
anger is emotional callousness 

God loved me through my anger 
He's saw beyond my pain 
He understood. I felt hurt 
defeated and strained 

I now stand at His altar 
To Him I now submit 
for He loved me through my anger 
and to Him I recommit

God loved me through my anger 
He saw beyond my pain 
He understood I felt hurt 
defeated and strained 

God loved me through my anger 
He saw beyond my pain 
He understood I felt hurt 
defeated and strained
god
Form: Ballad


The Feast of Tabernacles - the Call For Action

10/2/12
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Reveled through the world His words are cherished
Many read the peace of His words, yet works be perished
We see the problems without the power to cure it
Lacking the wisdom we need and God’s Holy Spirit
The Feast of Tabernacles calls many to action
And with it comes happiness and endless satisfaction
Five aspects will lead us closer to the mind of God
He shows us a clear path though our ways are flawed

The paramount action is respect to one another
To be present, formal and kind to each other
What we wear physically and spiritually is important too
To be humble and dedicated in all that we do

The second call for action is the call to rejoice
To enjoy physical food and drink—the desire of our choice
To stimulate the mind with gladness and cheer
And be thankful for our trials as we ponder the year

The third act is important and it is to recall
All the blessings and promises of the coming Kingdom of God
To read back in scripture to the great men of faith
Allowing your mind to rest from the wreck of sin’s ache

As we recall we find it necessary to recommit
To be re-awakened in His life—to make something of it
We may want to acknowledge where we have fallen short in the past
Not dwelling in the desires of physical life—the things that won’t last 

The last course of action will help us toughen the shell
We must recharge to build—keep refilling the well
By the Spirit of God we are quenched in barren terrain
Releasing sheets of merciful, cool rain

Many will suffer before the peace begins
But continue we must until the very end
I wish all could know just what is in store
God will reveal it eventually—just knock on His door
Encouraged by the Spirit we become the light
Defying worldly governments—refusing to fight
Shortcomings are inevitable and mistakes will be made
It is not difficult to fall—to be easily swayed
“People can be free, but still enslaved" 
But in the end, all will have the chance to be saved
Look to the Bible and try what you read
Perhaps you’ll discover where the narrow path will lead

*inspired by David Hulme*
Form: Rhyme

An Unplugged Medicinal Walk

taking a walk alone
at home i leave my phone
my purpose will not be defeated
my opinion in many minds have been deleted

so many things here for years i have missed
taking a walk alone and unplugged is what i insist
this is just my new journey in life
it is as rare as the thought of me with a wife

the views are so amazing to the visual touch
my choice to focus on electronic views caused me to miss quite much
the beauty of life nowadays is unknowingly ignored
my whole self has become so stagnant and lead me to become bored

the sound of the air and the feel of a breeze
is so unfimiliar to me that it knocks me to my knees
i will continue to take walks like these or just simply sit
all devices will be left to 'sleep' as i retake everything all in and recommit
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Addiction

Addiction. 

I'm not addicted, I just like a hit.
Here and there, I won't submit.
Just some... ya’know… I mustn’t acquit.

I'm not addicted, I don't need rehab
Cmon! I ain't no handicap!
I scratched, slashed, and slammed. 

I'm not addicted! Just give me a hit!
No! I won't admit it!
I wish I were 6 feet deep in a casket!

I'm not addicted. See 3 years clean.
I'm in pain now, burns like kerosene.
Now I take Buprenorphine

I'm not addicted. Maybe just a hit?
I mean, I'm not really desperate.
I really shouldn't recommit.

I’m not addicted, well… yes, I am.
Back into the rehabilitation program. 
I only took a milligram…

I’m not addicted. Well, I can't be.
Hanged from the roof, I'm a coward to flee.
Death comes for us all; now they're talking to me.

Premium Member What Goes Must Come

"One who does not know
really knows,
and one who knows
really does not know."
Laotse

Squirrel medicine
under-stands external relations

Economies
of stimulus leads to response
leads to ever competitively hoarding stimuli
toward ever more response
of trees with tasty treats
of linear win/lose systems 
unfolding time's next natural response.

Turkey medicine
COM-PREHENDS internal interrelationships

Economies of ecologic,
dipolar revolving appositions
of apparent contrasts
co-arising within stimulating squirrels
and responsive nuts,
hunter and hunted
on their path toward mutually transformative cycles
of regeneration,
poop and pee feeding tree root systems
feeding leaves and flowers and seeds
feeding squirrels and turkeys.

Who is wise enough
to know gratitude
in response to circular
recycling win/win systems?
We are.

What reckons and redeems win/lose dissonance?
Competing reiterative cycles 
of in v out-formating consumption.

When can we experience deep reconnection?
We are wisdom's integrity potential.

Where confluent creolizing revolution?
Here is Anthro-gratitude where 
as Now is Earth-fore-given-nest when,
co-arising nondual redundancy
of where and when's deep wisdom Why.

Why recommit, rehabilitate?
Toward EarthTribe cooperative healthy purposes 
of MotherNature's co-passionate eco-normic meaning,
understanding sacred purposes 
we already wisely com-prehend.

SquirrelTribe's right felt Justice
restores TurkeyWise left thoughtful
cycles of relationship

Trees of co-arising light crowns
inspired by knowing 
co-gravitating empowering root systems
of deep indigenous wisdom 
co-prehension.


Premium Member The Hole Deep In One's Own Heart

The Hole Deep in One’s Own Heart

In moments of greatest loss, sadness and sorrow,
A hole forms so deep within one’s own heart;
There it shall remain so for each ‘n every morrow,
Until life’s end when comes our Heavenly depart!

My dearest, such times of tribulation define us pure,
For we know not all the twists and turns of this life;
We must keep our faith ever true, never it to abjure,
Whilst seeking angelic guidance from this human strife!

As we recommit our true faith in God’s blessings above,
We seek solace in His love that only our souls may find;
With this our passions ‘n emotions form the deepest love,
Giving us His blessing as our souls return His love in kind!

God’s love brings our eternal souls into His Heavenly space,
And makes our injured hearts whole in His Divine embrace!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 11, 2017 (Shakespearean Sonnet)
Form: Sonnet

Essence of Poetry, the Fabric of Silk

The acoustic resonance of written poesy,
Is like a fabric of silk, warm and cozy,
The letters, the words are a silk thread,
Interwoven into verses and couplets they spread,

Into a blanket of stanzas and sonnets,
Similes and metaphors of a purpose to recommit,
Over and over and again for gains,
Until words flows freely in our blood veins!

Fondling on articulate, chromatic hums,
Rhyming into a musical reprise it becomes,
The letters, the words, like aurora dancing along,
By syllables, softness and density doth they belong,

Each word so radiant that seems to sing,
Upon sweet skin senses that want to cling,
Gradient of a sonnet free of speck and whole,
Composing mystic melody as our souls extol!
© Scott Hamm  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Redeadication-

a decision;
To recommit, to be giving;
My entire devotion;
 I'm approaching;
I'm a ride walk on the ocean;
I'm going to rededicate myself to my God;
And from all my disclosures;
 I am truly blessed Beyond measures;
 I am going to ride on the oceans; 
Walk with the portion of God; 
And I am being blessed; 
Beyond blessed; 
And I am fully energy by my Father's heart; 
And His love as I keep on breathing; 
My eyes awaken;
And daily I am assured; 
In assurance that I am fully wonderfully,
 and gracefully loved;
From the Father in Heaven above;
Hallelujah Glory until My Lord;

4/10/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member In the Moment

"Be happy in the moment, that's enough. 
       Each moment is all we need."
                              Quote_ Mother Teresa

Be happy in the moment, that's enough;
each one- a gem that nestles in your life.
Some sparkle as they are, no need to buff;
but some will never glow with stress and strife.

Enjoy each one that happens then and there,
as it unfolds- forget just saving it
on video or photos- later share
when in the moment thrills won't recommit.

Each moment is a world unto its own-
a special speck of time that will adhere
and shine in memory like a bright stone;
but never like it did on its premiere.

Be happy in each moment -grasp that shine
that overpowers those that are not fine.


May 21, 2023

Writing Challenge - B Quotes - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Form: Sonnet

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