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How cannot be otherwise?
While you know God runs this
universe, and is most generous,
His nemesis is busy, planting
darkness and doubt in your mind,
truly heinous!
There you are doing your best.
However, our faith is constantly
being put to a test!
Men on earth with free will doing
things utterly diabolical.
So God is blamed, and we then judge
all the world as hopeless and everyone
in it, as amoral.
Man puts himself above the Creator,
and falls at the feet of most fallible humans.
Thinking they, and only they with simple
music or distorted, lying leadership can help
us function.
We are not living in a third world nation!
Nor are we lacking, or in any deprivation.
We can solve problems by working together.
But blaming and finger pointing,
never makes things much better.
Bespeaking of the world's end like some
Nostradamus, brings nothing but anger and
fear upon us.
Time to be faithful, following the true God.
The news, showing up as more than angry,
bitter clods.
Have faith and be of loving and good cheer!
And yes, you, yes, you do good for those in
need.
Stop counting on supercilious officials to fix
things with speed.
Find your way, to be a person of compassion.
You can do it, in your unique, heartfelt fashion!
August 12, 2019
I am terrified, that I got it wrong inside my mind.
Maybe she needs me badly and I just rise to fight.
That she’s trapped here, looking for the light,
I just want to breathe, knowing she’s alright.
For my mind it struggles day and night.
I think of her and feel afraid of heights,
as it’s so easy, to fall straight into her eyes.
She’s not mine, my heart has shrunk in size.
Yes I try to forget, I’m looking for my ways.
I no longer hope that she comes here and stays.
For if she desired, my door it creaks and prays,
to see her walk through, she’s stuck inside a maze.
I feel disgraced, almost shallow,
for I’m chased by my own shadow.
Oh what would I do, if she needed me right now
and her hands in search of mine, reaching, with no clue as to how.
For I did long ago, swear and make a vow,
one word, wherever, I smile and take a bow.
I’d run, through the night, praying for more might,
so I reach her faster and carry her inside.
Where nobody will ever harm,
in my soul, where she’ll bring calm.
The oceans they’ve been screaming,
ever since she’s gone.
I am afraid,
perhaps she couldn’t trust me.
Perhaps I couldn’t wait,
perhaps my soul is ugly.
I’d trade my life for knowledge,
she lays unburdened by weight.
And if she made mistakes,
I am only human,
my heart it does now break.
Not because she’s sinned,
that’s not now why I shake,
it is just so simple,
without her now I wake.
I thought that she was fate.
Regardless let me set this straight,
as long as she’s okay,
let my heart forever ache.
I am now terrified, that it’s all wrong inside my mind.
If she’s lost and can’t hear my cries,
let this ink be a beacon, that she can always find.
Fragrance of a rose, within our heart grows,
soul feeling each sigh, with a mindful eye,
blissful in the boat, that God Himself rows,
flowing in free float, bidding fears goodbye.
Love’s readymade, in God’s heavenly glade,
where vibrant and aglow, in stillness slow,
with debts repaid, in stream of joy we wade,
soul steps retrace, till who we are we know.
There’s nothing we do as bliss beats renew,
treating with affection, both friend and foe,
our aura glistens like fresh morning dew,
as breath by breath we feel God’s grace endow.
Simple is the path, we so tread upon ~
Weaving thread of love, each moment reborn
path we tread upon
debts repaid in joy we wade ~
weaving thread of love
fragrance of rose within heart grows ~ blissful in the boat God Himself rows
Whitney is heading off to my hometown.. the old Big Smoke..
Echo of a prosecco fizz.. so bubbly
Aficionado of her glow oh so lovely
Curls swirl glossy like a pearl at sea
“Whitney”
Devil may care this girl so fancy free
Gusto or go slow tempo wait & see
Saint or taint of paint town red spree
“Whitney”
Will be on the platform with Bill yippee
Long grins a simple dimple philosophy
Lengthy pins for sins gets off scot free
Folks not taking the pee could only be
“Whitney”
Mad hatters tea party of sisterly three
Already blessed playing in the best city
Cory a kitty sitting pretty top of the tree
Charlotte an angel not pilot staying Kiwi
Starlet blushes scarlet will be a mummy
"Aunty Whitney"
Will flee from Welly on her quest or OE
Sport to court in each port probably me
Not another lover your mother does plea
Rom Com from London having high tea
Find a tall Pom to fall on bended knee
Like your sis parental bliss start a family
“Mummy Whitney”
P.S For us left here bereft feel some pity
Thanking you again for your clever ditty
For your never sh**ty ever witty repartee
No jokes or rib pokes about well Brittney
"Funny Sunny Whitney"
Clear can instead hear in my head Stevie
Wonder then ponder again “isn’t she lovely”
Ghee not butter.. heavenly nutter..hee hee
Whenever the weather is grey and gloomy
Wherever she will for me always forever be
Down to a tee the OG one & only Whitney
Five years ago, on New Year's Eve,
I resolved to love forever,
Weeks later, the mailman came,
My draft notice arrived.
Four years ago, on New Year's Eve,
I wished to be discharged,
A month later, my "prayer" was answered
I was shipped to Nicaragua.
Two years ago, on New Year's Eve,
Fighting the flu, down in the trenches,
I wanted Mom to make me some chocolate chip cookies,
Instead, I received a different care package,
A funny green egg.
Last year, on New year's Eve,
Admiring my one and only leg,
Serenity and peace is what I yearned,
Obtaining this was simple,
But, I didn't want it eternally.
This year, on New Year's Eve,
There's nothing much I can do,
Oh, yes, this must be made clear,
No more New Year's resolutions for me.
(12/84)
Stay Small Awhile
Stay small awhile yet, my son.
Your father's heart strains
To see his simple, small boy
Grow up so fast, so very fast.
What's your hurry?
Indulge us a little longer,
Bathe my spirit in your charms,
The purity of your feelings,
The beautiful ease of your ways;
Revive me from my weariness
As I come home tired from a day of adults,
Worn out from the complications we embrace.
You've time enough for growing, never fear,
Time enough to adjust to the world's strange ways,
Time enough to learn all the rituals
And time, yes always time
For love, just simple love.
Emotions are breaking me like horses now
Will I let them force me to drag their plow?
They are given control by what I allow
What I want; but will not let them disavow
Each breath I take; makes me a thief
So simple it would be; were I, a falling leaf
Combine them; I pile them,
A raking of disbelief
(A raking of disbelief)
An emotional thief
An emotional disbelief
As I burn them; turning them, smoldering relief,
Preparing them for winter; as an aperitif
Not possible; from the fall's reoccurring motif
You've always been taken
My intuition, never mistaken
I've never flirt with you; because your honor; means everything to me!
No mistake about it; you're the most honorable woman, I will never see!
So every step you take towards me; another opportunity, to set this thief free
As I burn them; turning them, smoldering relief,
Preparing them for winter; as an aperitif
Not possible; from the fall's, reoccurring motif
A raking of disbelief
(A raking of disbelief)
Not possible from this recurring motif
Some people are smarter than others,
While others are better at sports
And then there are those
Who own all the right clothes
Or whose homes look like fancy resorts.
Some people have talents like singing
Or playing an instrument well,
While others are skilled
Making crafts that have filled
Shops and sites where such items will sell.
Some people reach out to help others
And know how to listen and care,
While others explore,
Always looking for more -
Seeking answers for problems we share.
Some people choose lives very simple,
Without any goals to achieve,
For the playing field’s not
One that’s equal, so what
We become’s tied to what we receive.
It's been eight long years I am married to my wife,
that licenses me to write about life,
life is a this and life is a that,
it's a simple case, of tit for tat,
life is a race that leaves us red in the face,
it's like a meanie who is upon your case,
if you have the money,it could be fun,
but it could have you looking down the barrel of a gun.
It's true it teaches, each one of us,
whether we take it easy or make a fuss,
then one day you go on to think it's made you wise,
but then suddenly, bang, boom! surprise!
It wasn't so much as a bee had farted,
but from the top you find yourself right where you started,
if you take it well it could be nice,
but even then you got to pay the price,
it sure drives us with eternal thirst,
but with each passing breath we must pay the price first.
In the end when it's all done and told,
make sure you have nice stories when you get old,
may be you will always win, maybe get a trophy,
or like me you may sit and write philosophy,
one way or the other, life will be heaven or hell, but in the end it really matters if we lived it well.
Form:
She was up all night, hearing his voice
Echo—choice
Which prevents her from falling asleep
Echo—weep
I lack to portray the agony of the globe
Echo—strobe
With lines that will echo through the ages
Echo—sages
Listen to my cries and catch the sonic boom
Echo—gloom.
How would their voices echo off the walls?
Echo—calls
When I cut myself, I don't lack a bandage
Echo—language
I need someone to tell me it will all be fine
Echo—shine
Footprints disappear with lunar winds
Echo—minds
Still, there will always be a footstep echo
Echo—sorrow
Hiding in the host's accumulated dirt
Echo—hurt.
Man's restless soul is utterly a shadow
Echo—meadow
Don't just repeat what other birds sing
Echo—bring
Don't just echo what other people say
Echo—today
You're special, say and do what you want
Echo—haunt
If you're convincing, your words will matter
Echo—better
Written: February 11, 2023
ECHO VERSE: Echo verse has a pretty simple rule: Repeat the end syllable(s) of each line. No other rules.