Long Resistance Poems
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An Angel appears out of the mist
The trickling stream just now Sun kissed
A beacon in the morning dew
Awakens the stillness that God threw
Over the Mountain and down the Valley
How many times before only he can tally
As she smiles her radiance does elegantly bloom
To lift many a lonely Shepherds early morning gloom
As he watches his bleating flock with care
He never notice’s that she is there
Keeping him out of harm’s way
To help him make through the day
This lonely soul on whom others have lent
To bring them milk and supplement
Their meager lives, harrowing at best
Life is hard for him and the rest
But his beliefs will guide him through
His Lord will show him what to do
A saint full man who gives his all
To his flock so they may not fall
Into danger on the Mountain high
As he whistles and gives a sigh
To appreciate the life that he has received
From his Lord, what he has achieved
His spirit never bending or broken down
Though living miles above the town
People know him as Adam that’s all
No second name that they recall
He walks the Mountains with his flock
Never bothering to take stock
Of the words that others may
About his life he lives his way
The solitude and peace full existence
Has brought about stubborn resistance
To a life in the valley below
What he reaps he will sow
The sheep just wander here and there
As if they know they have no care
They are always safe from harm
No need to be upon a farm
As he goes about his daily life
The Angel watches him through the strife
Of bad weather and other dangers lurking
Unaware he continues without shirking
His duty to his Lord and flock you see
His faith a comfort and will always be
Forever to roam for a million years
No time for pity, no time for tears
The Angel watches, listens and takes stock
Of the Shepherd and his flock
She knows that her presence he always feels nearby by
Though he cannot see her and she knows why
He’s been dead for a hundred years or so
His flock disappeared long ago
But the Mountain he refuses to leave
To go to Heaven, not to grieve
His duty to him is quite clear
By his sheep he must be near
Only ever seen by the chosen few
Wandering amongst the early morning dew
Substance or alcohol abuse,
Number one.
Joins a gang and carries a
Gun.
Makes bad decisions,
Impulsive.
Appears nervous,
Often disruptive.
Irresponsible with life
And finances.
Takes a lot of risky
Chances.
High emotions, no emotions,
No in-between.
Always in trouble,
Can't get clean.
Inability to process the highs
And lows.
Running against the way the
Wind blows.
Completely shut down,
Overreacting.
Filled with doubt and
Self-loathing.
Inconsistent with no
Motivation.
Often ruins the family
Vacation.
Full blown mania,
Deep dark depression.
Super funny then
Full of aggression.
Takes everything and makes
It personal.
Always combative and
Confrontational.
Have problems paying
Attention.
Shows resistance to
Intervention.
CHILDHOOD TRAUMA SIGNS
Turbo 1904 ?
This load is getting old,
I'm about to explode,
Erode into the landscape,
Escaping the feeling of being,
Seeing all that needs to be done,
Just to be able to have fun,
Conditioned by everyone around,
I learned not to make a sound,
I found other means to advance,
A profound experience,
Bound my existence,
Building resistance,
Each instance less significant,
Downright different,
Imprinting new perspectives,
Being selective of my choice,
Raising my inner voice,
Hoisting self esteem,
Confidence Gleaming,
As I'm streaming thoughts,
I fought hard to get here,
Bought into a lie for years,
Tears fill my eyes,
As I realize,
I orchestrated my own demise,
My prize hidden by a load I carry,
It's very hard to release,
I use to feel mostly grief,
Now I'm changing my belief.
Divine Mother of whom we
speak, empowers us to see
that we’re soul encased in form.
It’s Her love that keeps us warm.
She’s the kinetic aspect
of God’s energy, love flecked,
who enables us to feel
in fullness, bliss beats appeal.
By Mother’s grace, we see God,
no sooner blossoms soul’s pod.
God or Father’s living light,
known when we garner clear sight.
Call Mother by any name,
for pure hearts it’s all the same.
Hermit, etch these words in stone:
She responds to love alone.
Mother takes us to heaven
through body chakras seven,
for souls whose heart is steady,
signalling that they’re ready.
The whole world is Mother’s womb
where soul dons body costume,
propelled on a wingless flight,
needing Her grace day and night.
From God there is no distance,
when ends ego’s resistance
and to this end, Mother’s touch
holds us erect, sans thought crutch.
To Mother, we write this ode,
for we live in Her abode,
so aboard Mother’s bliss bus,
we will go, where She takes us.
20-March-2023
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Writing Challenge - 'M' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
HMS, Rhymezone, PS Grammar
A Tiny Droplet
A Tiny droplet round and full
formed by the morning dew.
I will resist the cosmic pull
instead stay strong in my capsule,
for I am only very new
with precious moments few.
I will not fall upon the ground
release my grip and leave.
Instead, I’ll stay and hang around
cling tightly too you and surround,
refuse to go I shall not cleave
nor will I dare to weave.
However, know upon this day
my time is nigh my friend.
Resistance weak, I must away
with you I can no longer stay,
I feel now I am near the end
goodbye: as I descend.
Another dew drop will now form
and cling to you as I.
But as the air begins to warm
destruction too will be its norm,
for nature’s force cannot deny
it too will say goodbye.
29/6/2022
Dewdrop contest
Sponsor Angel L Villaneuva
The Revelation of Winter’s Warmth
by Odin Roark
What values do we so readily disregard
these short days of winter?
How easily we ignore
air filled with crystalline arrest,
bestowing remembrance of colors in respite,
while we engage our will to embrace
the resistance, the invitation to accept.
Winter ushers us to perfect seats
where bows of pine and oak wood
curl their needle and leaf
into protection and sleep,
a wisdom we know little of,
nature’s ancestral intransience.
This stage of emptiness soon overflows,
like protective strands of lace interlocked,
woven crystals that cloak bare branches
while crusts of ice bear final witness,
time’s cover for now,
irrigation come spring.
How wise
this four act saga of nature,
void of discrimination,
knowing how little life requires
of comfort we so covetously horde,
even as rarefied light,
that which never hides in the shadows,
always provides,
if only we would pause…
allow.
Fortunately
An audience of seeds will survive
amidst a huddled awareness,
providing innate connection
to all that is,
from all that was,
those knowing well
that which patience rewards.
When will we learn…
Survival of the fittest
understands beyond the science,
beyond a season,
gathering carefully the warmth to offer later,
one body to another,
revealing the exponential wonder
to other unique crystals in flight,
the we of them,
the them of us.
Nature’s singularity,
so very near for some,
a winter’s cold away for others.
April 3 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Kings 20-22
Key Verse –1Kings 20:13 And, behold, there came a prophet unto Ahab king of Israel, saying, Thus saith the LORD, Hast thou seen all this great multitude? behold, I will deliver it into thine hand this day; and thou shalt know that I am the LORD.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY DELIVERANCE-GREATNESS
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who enables me to remain peaceful
Thank You that You strengthen me to be faithful
With Your stewardship-call for my being dutiful
Let me always obey You in my willingness so purposeful.
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who wants me to look pleasant
Thank You that You see to it that I become Your Bible-braced servant
With Your girding harness of sin-forgiveness You mercifully grant
Let me always follow Your precepts, immutably constant.
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who leads me to walk in Your light
Thank You that You correct me by Your compassion’s might
With Your warning words stirring my guilt-stricken fright
Let me always abide in Your will to conquer carnality’s height.
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who upholds me in Your given inheritance
Thank You that You govern me in Your kingdom’s assistance
With Your constraining love I experience in every instance
Let me always submit to You in my faith-building pursuits without resistance.
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who comes to me by Your graciousness
Thank You that You fight for my battles to win over struggling helplessness
With Your ready protection I cling to, fastened along Your goodness
Let me always trust You as I pray through Your bestowed righteousness.
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who pushes me toward spiritual maturity
Thank You that You prosper me by Your blessings’ bounty
With Your prevailing wisdom that teaches me Your truth’s certainty
Let me always seek You with earnest humility and sincerity.
Lord God, You are my deliverance-Greatness
Who comforts me in my affliction
Thank You that You deal well with me along Your peace and consolation
With Your reigning power that affirms Your instruction
Let me always pursue after Your approval, overcoming goal-frustration.
April 3, 2023
The Tiger Between Us
Maybe she knows how big my heart is when no one counts the distance anymore,
How this cosmic muscle stretched all the way to her, like a fate choosing a wound,
My love for her is like a boat lost on an ocean without eternal margins,
And in this boat lives a tiger—the distance that breathes without roaring.
It doesn't attack me with fangs, just inhales in silence reminding me perpetually
How far away she is and how close her absence remains like a phantom,
Sometimes I think it guards me, other times I know for sure it locks me in a cage,
I row with burned skin, with trembling hands, with hunger sculpted in my bones.
Thirst is written on my lips like a psychedelic mantra that never erases,
Still I move forward—distance, even as a wild beast, still allows the journey,
I believed for entire centuries that she was waiting for me beyond this blue water,
A shore, an end, an answer—but the ocean taught me what my eyes refused.
There is no other side—she's not standing beyond waiting with open arms,
She is the ocean itself, the magical depth where I melt in liquid waves,
When I understood this, the struggle changed its meaning like a hypnotic spiral,
I no longer chase dry land—I surrender to the depths, become part of salt water.
The more I accept that she is the living ocean that swallows me tenderly,
The more I dissolve inside her—the tiger of distance weakens hungrily,
One day it will die in silence, starved by my total surrender without resistance,
And I will disappear—not body, not name—but separate existence that evaporates.
I will never touch her—I will become her, ocean and waltz and breath,
What remains of me will no longer know where I end and where she begins,
Psychedelic fusion of consciousnesses melted in the marine depth of infinite love,
The tiger between us dies when I understand—distance is illusion, we are one.
Lost am I here, in this shrouded mist. Silent as it engulfs and consumes wholly all things. A devourer... devouring, unbridled destruction layed siege to all things. All that ever was sacred, all that ever will be, itself offered these offerings. Be ever still and silent, try not to breathe, let this reaper pass now over me. Screams of pain so silent, taste of pain so sweet. Like a fool falls for his own foolery. Storm in the distance, though it's rains come swift, bruiding and building inside this cold dark rift. A fleeting gleam of the now fading light, as darkness gives birth to an eternal night. Hold now my breath, close now my eyes. Futile my efforts to struggle or fight. I shudder at the thought, wriggle in pain. My resistance mocked, no ground do I gain. Just as the sands forever erased by the sea's... remains only traces of echo's and agony.
Vogon ReVisited—
Voltage elect potential energy tween two points ver vnit vharged;
Visible referring light spectrum intergalactic, electromagnetic,
vadiation that has a wavelength tween vanometers;
Can be seen by the human eye.
Invasions, implosions humanity asks WHY?
wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;
Volume the amount of space objects subvance occupies encloses velocity;
Rates of change position vogaon’s willing to salvage respect to time;
Vapor a substance in gaseous,
phases at substance’s critical temperature;
Volatility vaporize given temperate vogonized;
Look at em, better recognized…
Vacuum space that is absent of matter,
wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;
Verify ...
Vortex Valence to electrons,
the electrons atom’s outermost shell;
Vectorized quantity viscositized fluid’s resistance to flow;
Vacuole a membrane waste, in vogon molecules;
Vesicle organelle fluid Volartarian vocal valetudinarian, Value!!!
Vocha!! Vasodilatations as they gooberly glues clues choice boast;
Volartarian vocal humanitarian lizards;
valetudinaries vogonians manure smelly be gross locket;
See them evil vandalizations those gobblesr warts grumbles the host rocket;
See the visiting valiens vogonians reaching earth;
Imagine with me what's a vogon worth;
As once again they revisits earth…
Vocha!! wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;
RUN SAVE YOURSLEVES THOSE Vogon’s are here on earth…
7/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©