Long Restfully Poems
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Sunday’s leap
and praise
This rest
among friends
in cozy pews
communing
with God
The greatest honor
I wish
all knew
The love
on fire
Holy Spirit
spire
This rest
with eyes and ears
on word of God
The word
that cleanses
No pressure
to be perfect
whilst being perfected
When you love
HIM
you WANT to please HIM
Practice makes perfect
this rest
Each day
restfully obey
Lean into HIS holy arms
Lay on his lap
The blood of Christ
afforded that
The curtain was ripped
Its thickness cut
The entrance couldn’t be entered by man
only one man per year
went past
Sometimes it was curtains
for the priest
Now
all who accept Christ
have peace
to rest
in HIS grace
Happy Sunday!
"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" John Ruskin, 1853
It was just another memory
the aftermath of time and life in brevity,
recovered in the dreams of night
slipping on the imagery of true delights
where two lives lay quietly subdued
holding tight to leftover pieces of me and you.
Some of those memories liveon in bliss
easily tucked away in destiny's first kiss
held fast like a first unexpected experience shared
was it a hit or miss when we paired?
Now, as time has marked our years
who was the first to cry love's tears?
That first encounter was just my arrogance and pride
in retrospect I see, how well I lied
I said I didn't like you and you were just being kind
but your touch clouded my soul and mind,
those little occurrences that too easily slipped
reasured all was well lived as my wings were being clipped.
Pressed in the photo album, notes and pictures underscored
the pictures faded and blurry but still endures
with rose petals brittle, dried and brown
apologies of when I so often played the clown
kept safe and secure, each memories are retained,
only now, can I measure, everything we've gained.
The cards that said I love you
the notes that we'd get through,
a lock from our child's hair
the first report card with an A
petals from her wedding day,
a dried tear from when she went away.
These are the memories that together we recall
when you and I had given it our all
the joy, the laughter, the sadness and the tears
scattered melodies of our rhythms seered
in life experiences no longer here,
sleep restfully, every dream can still be near.
being as we are
in thought rested silence
with mind body we cease to spar
celebrating aliveness of our innocence
there being no seeking or anticipation
as we restfully nestle in the void
vibrant in flow of cessation
content and overjoyed
thoughts that arise
viewed with nonchalance
lotus of heart opens to surprise
radiating bliss electricity in continuance
essence of presence melds in this bliss
being to become one with the elixir
rapturous in this intimate caress
each pore of our form brighter
feel it oh hermit deep within
melody divine soothing
benign bliss ignition
soul uplifting
05-February-2021
As I stand here before you gazing into your eyes, may I take thine hand in mine?
To behold your poise and charm, and enwrap me into your arms to entrust my need unto thee entwined?
Come away _ come away far beyond cometh thee, _ Let me taste thee on my lips.
As we dance the loving tango _ rhythmic thighs between my hips.
If I yield myself unto thee _ will you want of me upon bend-of-knee as was originally designed?
Doth not you feel the heat within the depths of my emotions', at its’ hidden base?
For words cannot escape me _ pray thee perceive them athwart my face.
Passions rise beyond the morning _ before cometh nigh an ending of my yearning _ and the music to wain and dance away.
With a sigh of great relief flows the river of my nature; now be my anguish restfully at bay.
In the moments of twilight fading, reigns the peace of my new solace, tranquility, and grace.
****092020
Sizeable Passion Grows, Unspoken Exhilarates Her Hunger
For His Undying Love To Her.
Two Heart's Collide Then Lightnin Struck
Only In Their Dream's Can She
Come To Him,
In Secrecy.
Wrapping So00 Ever Tightly,
Around The Clouds Sealing The Kiss
So00 Intimitly....Pressed!
He Gentley Lay's Her Down
On Silky Sheets Of Blue
Ribbon Caressing Her With Finesse
Oh So00 Ever Softly.
The Two Heart's Collide Creativitly
Speaking, Unlocking Lips:
Oh So00 Quietly.
When Two Heart's Collide,
Oh So00 Feircely, Knowing
They Can Only Be Together In Dream's
He Softly Kisses Her Goodnight,
With Deep Watered Passion In His Eye's
She Can Now Sleep
Restfully Against His,
Chest; Shortly
Awakened The Two Heart's
That Collided,
Forever
Dreamed....
Subjected to torment and teasing
Isn't very fun or pleasing
Every day becomes a chore
Not to end up on the floor
From being shoved and pushed around
Bruises always being found
Being a human punching bag
Mornings it is hard to drag
Yourself out of the house and be
Because you know what's up ahead
Snide remarks and mental anguish
Why must others act so foolish
Picking on those weak and small
Who just want to stand so tall
Being themselves and really proud
They're different from the in crowd
Not giving up or giving in
Knowing it would be a sin
Staying true and always knowing
True self should be there and showing
Even if its hard to be
Yourself through the insanity
But sometimes grief will get you thinking
You can end this hurtful taunting
With one motion of a blade
You will be at peace and laid
Restfully with no more sorrow
But don't give in because tomorrow
Might be brighter than the last
There'll be no more overcast
Of despair that has been
Keeping you alone and then
You look and start to realize
Other victims want to find
Relief, looking for a friend
Your aloneness finally ends
When ever my computer crashes on me
is when I'm hit with the cold reality thereafter shortly.
Initially, like my computer I crash restfully,
because both my computer and I are usually at each other exhaustively
for many hours at a time everyday, daily,
but then all of a sudden I become panicky,
because through out my mind is now flowing freely the most lovely poetry
and if I don't get all of these poetic verses into text immediately,
that are now flowing through my mind so freely and easy,
all will be lost eternally, buried deep in my subconscious memory.
What A Time For My Computer To Crash On Me!
It's during moments like these when pen and paper come in handy.
Ride the wind ...
Wherever she blows
Whispering wildly
Roaring restfully
Tousling hair
Caressing skin
Tinkling chimes
Rattling panes
Killing candlelight
Birthing flames
Bringing a storm
Leaving a rainbow
Ripping out roots
Pollinating fields
Just ride the wind ...
Wherever she blows
Drifting leaves
Tossing over iron
Scattering debris
Clearing garbage
Tumbling bricks
Sculpting canyons
Carrying falcons
Ruffling feathers
Cresting the waves
Pushing the sails
Building the dunes
Toppling mountains
Ride the wind ...
Wherever she blows
In her shadow, I feel the presence of a doubt – while in His presence, I know that I’ve discovered the light of One who casts all shadows out. - by poet
In her shadow, I see the pain,
Pouring out darkness, silence, rain
Sometimes she can rage, a hurricane,
But, mostly, she’s still – much the same,
As the gentlest tear, falling softly, to claim
The hesitant heart, the softest of thoughts.
In her shadow, I see the fear,
Risking, trembling, haunting, sincere
Fading beneath the lashes, so real
But, quietly, she leaves a song of hope,
Murmuring beautiful wherever she goes,
Mostly the blessings, always composed.
In her shadow, I see the grey,
Clouds moving restfully, stars sighing,
Glistening softly on the night’s skies,
But, mostly, she’s softest blue,
The hue of melancholy, pure,
Testing the waters of twilight truth.
In her shadow, I see the music,
Playing – she’s dancing, a silhouette,
Without exception, she’s the lissome quest,
But, what my heart and soul regret,
It’s the times when we should reflect,
On the music that is her voice, her flesh.
In her shadow, I see the prayers she’s prayed,
Sometimes in silence or in the voice of praise,
Prayers meant for the One who is our soul’s Savior,
The only One who can ever truly answer,
With words of solace, His word – our solution,
The friend of this heart – in His light, I uncover…
Her shadow’s hope, the love that can’t die,
Love that will forever abide, a fire on the inside,
Love that silences all pain, restores everything,
Love this alive, is a love that will forever survive,
Love that her shadow will never obscure, never dim,
Because this is the love that comes from the One who has no sin,
The ONE who forgives and gives peace within,
The ONE who knows what we’ve done, all we’ve been,
The ONE who goes before us to make a way for us to come to Him,
The King of Kings, the Everlasting Friend, the HOPE that stills her shadow with the light that comes from His priceless presence!
Spirals downward ending in a platform
The end of the descent, the end of it all
A way to silence the eternal storm
Going out with one loud bang
A hush goes through the passageway
Not often one wanders through here
All alone as I ponder the many days
And which ones make it worth staying
Would I sleep restfully if I took the jump?
Or start everything all over again, and again
Looking over the edge, in my stomach a lump
Teetering over the rail, and back onto the floor
Maybe there will come a time
In the near, or distant future
Where I will make my final rhyme
As I stare down stairs for the last time