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Dear Joyce, you've reached a milestone attained by very few!
I reJoyce at this accomplishment and offer my congrats to you!
Joining the elite Centenarian Fraternity is indeed very rare;
I hope you enjoy many more years of writing is my ardent prayer!
Your poetry flows from your talented quill like honey from a jar!
You've set high standards for others and raised high the poetic bar.
Your encouragement and support for me I shall ever treasure;
Reading your inspirational verse has given me many hours of pleasure.
When your work on earth is o'er, God will reward you with a crown,
Saying, "Welcome Joyce, you served Me and My people with great renown!"
Entry for Carolyn Devonshire's "Happy 100th Birthday" Contest
Do you even bother to wonder anymore,
When you look at the news,
Or do you just chuckle to yourself,
About the gullibility of some.
Have you stopped asking yourself,
Now you know getting the answer,
Could take years,
And lots of tears.
With the answer not making one iota of difference,
Except that your card could now be marked.
Is it ethical for headlines to be attention grabbers only,
That can produce violent reactions,
Unintended consequences,
And Totally misrepresent the article it is steering one to.
Should the headline writers be given a crash course in human nature,
With many only reading the headlines
Looking at the pretty gruesome pictures,
And ditching the story they are supposedly promoting.
Wouldn't it be cheaper to just print the headlines. It would save a lot of paper, And we could use the wood to build more houses.
With kickbacks more numerous than goals kicked in a season, when the caption - watch this - is placed only above certain articles do you even wonder if people pay to have that above their article.
Is it ethical. By today's standards probably. By yesterday's standards no.
But if you are still asking yourself questions, ask yourself this.
Are misleading headlines dangerous and do they bring out emotions better left in check. And is there evidence of violent reactions to headlines that spark controversy and should those responsible for them be aware of the unintended consequences.
My one consolation here is,
That poets have more depth of character,
And can read between the lines,
As well as the lines themselves,
Can feel the balance in anything written,
And don't believe that many pretty pictures can paint a thousand words.
We live in a world of darkness
errors and sins do all abound
what was once deemed pure and true
is now classed erroneous and unsound
Now those of us who truly believe
on the standards and truths of yesteryear
must hold them forth with confidence
as they mean to us so very dear
No matter what others tell us
these truths are real even today
shaping life's in all pure godliness
to rid this world of it's decay
Be true to the God of scripture
for His truth will surely win the way
shine that truth believing it be so
for the Lord God will have final say
Keep shining His truth for evermore
dispel all of the darkness to go
for one day God's light will put it out
no darkness then will be on show
The Lies of Michael Moron
Among the left and the delusional
He is the unsung hero
As long as you don’t fact check
And live in a world called reality
An advocate who lies and twists statistics
I invite the man
Go live in Cuba
With no money
He is a multimillionaire
Pulling the wool over the poor
And uneducated
Need I tell you Moore?
These days we expect politicians to lie and steal
When I see environmentalists and advocates doing far worse
It makes me sick
To think they profiting from slick propaganda's’ tricks
He reminds me of a hybrid of
Trump, Clinton, Suzuki and the preacher
Called Jimmy Baker
A snake oil salesman
Would have higher standards
Notes: He claims Cuba and Canada have better healthcare than the USA, well I invite him, come here, or go to Cuba, with out his millions made from lying and deceiving people, and give that a try. I have been all over all three countries, and let me tell you, he is completely wrong. You have to be delusional to think Cuba has better healthcare, they have trouble feeding their own people, there, and everyone is equal, equally poor that is.
I actually worked with a brain surgeon from Cuba, who, on his vacation drove a taxi to make more money in 2 weeks than he did all year. The stories he told me of shortages and lack of care was horrific.
In Canada, we have free healthcare, except when is not free and you have to pay, oh my, confusing yes? It sure is, yes many services are free, and many are not. However, what is the point of free if the waiting list is 2 years and you will die in 3 months? In some parts of Canada, over 1000 patients leave the emergency rooms of hospitals a day, because of the waiting times. A boy with a finger cut off waits 18 hours to see a doctor. And on and on I could go.
Author Dana Redricks
July 12, 2023
In this journey called life, where time swiftly flows, embrace your age, let your true self unfold. For the number that marks you, a mere digit in time, should never define you, nor limit your shine.
Act your age, they say, but what does it truly mean? To conform to expectations, to let go of dreams? But I say, dear friend, as long as you're responsible too, let the world witness the real, authentic you.
Never let shame cast its shadow upon your heart, for you are a masterpiece, a work of living art. Be free in your essence, in your vibrant soul, let your spirit soar, as you age and grow old.
Society may whisper, judgment in their eyes, but stand strong, defy their flawed disguise. For the freedom to be yourself, it knows no bounds, no matter your age, let your true essence resound.
Embrace the wisdom that time brings to your core, let experience guide you, as you navigate life's shore. But never lose sight of the dreams that reside, within your heart's chambers, where hopes never hide.
The years may pass by, like sands in an hourglass, but your worth and your value, they'll never surpass. For the authenticity you carry, shines bright and true, as you embrace your age, embracing yourself too.
So, hold your head high, let your spirit unfold, for you, my dear friend, are worth more than gold. Never let society's standards define or confine, the beautiful soul that dwells within your lifeline.
Act your age, yes, whatever you decide to do, but always remember, to yourself be true. Embrace your uniqueness, with unapologetic glee, for in being yourself, you'll forever be free.
I decided today
To become a model outright
Not one that walks the runway
But one that walks through life
Someone that others can follow
Not a leader per sa
But one that sets higher standards
Of morals along the way
One who is a prime example
In the way that things are done
Who's opinion isn't like the wind
So he can receive the praise of man
I'll be a model that gets my wisdom
From the greatest book that's ever been written
Sharing the reason that it was given
Bringing to Earth that peace of Heaven
When asked the burning question
Of what would Jesus do
The example in me they will see
Time and again through and through
For I feel the time has come
Yes I feel the time is now
To open up to what needs to be done
To let this model out
That is why today I decided
To become this model outright
Not another one that walks the runway
But one that stands up and walks through life
The back room
of creation
where much of life
is spent
Victim to
the waiting game
where doldrums
reinvent
All dressed up
and ready
with nowhere
clear to go
Waiting for
that flash of light
to put me
— in the know
*****
Reality Preying
Not killing
time
Time killing
him
The hourglass
drains
As life
grows thin
Slaying the
dragon
A fantasy
still
Reality
preying
On folly
— distilled
*****
Stepping Out
More than a
lifetime
Unmeasured
by years
Enlightenment
prospers
No doubting
or fear
Stepping out
of the circle
And into the
light
Dimension
is truant
With reference
— contrite
*****
One Slip
Life
on the edge
where finality
threatens
Hope
meets disaster
both tightening
their grip
Never
look down
with redemption
above you
One slip
and the promise
of glory
— submits
*****
Darkness Retreating
Writing
to a standard
new standards
are drawn
Light
disinfecting
a bevy
of wrongs
Writing
to a standard
the truth
is upheld
Darkness
retreating
deception
— expelled
*****
To Bask In Its Presence
Writers
have a double edged
courtship with time
Cutting both ways
past and future
defined
But the moment’s
unwritten
unspoken unrhymed
To bask in its
presence
— you live it sublime
(The New Room: June, 2026)
February 14 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 21-24
Key Verse– Numbers 21:3 And the LORD hearkened to the voice of Israel, and delivered up the Canaanites; and they utterly destroyed them and their cities: and he called the name of the place Hormah.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY VICTORIOUS DELIVERER
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along Your winning assurance
Thank You for fighting against my discouragement’s appearance
Also conquering my loathsome arrogance midst stubborn temperance
Surely smiting my carnality of vain endurance.
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along Your perfect direction
Thank You for pulling me from the wilderness of worldly devastation
Also protecting me from sword of humanistic destruction
Surely saving me against captivity of fleshly consumption.
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along Your set design
Thank You for rescuing me from distress that evil schemes assign
Also guarding me from curses to which my soul could resign
Surely upholding me against quitting You refuse to sign.
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along Your gracious hand
Thank You for enclosing my heart with Your compassion so grand
Also sealing me around Your holiness of good works’ demand
Surely preventing me against not obeying Your command.
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along Your honourable deed
Thank You for building me up upon Your strong foundation I need
Also strengthening my faith by Your Word indeed
Surely setting me toward Your standards I must heed.
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along blessings You declare
Thank You for smashing my selfishness moved by personal welfare
Also teaching me generosity of loving care
Surely hedging me against enchantments of emptiness-flair.
Lord God, You are my victorious Deliverer along Your sovereign dominion
Thank You for instructing me to avoid deceitful opinion
Also preserving me from compromises’ union
Surely ushering me by Your truth to serve while looking toward Zion.
February 14, 2023
There is a special
love – the love one
dreams of having...
a desire for
limitless expression of love –
a love that embraces
your all…
but the thrifty heart
can never be happy
in love
mush less, the miser –
addicted to sums: meticulously
keeping records – foolishly tallying
that which, according to divine length
and width, ethereal standards of weights
is ordained immeasurable….
No – love, though often a puzzle
as to origin, can never be appropriately
defined
by its pieces
nor understood by fragments
no matter how captivating – as those of a
fine tapestry, or swirling mosaics…
for if there are borders,
so restricted is the timeless
nature of love…
Though love begins
with embers of cooling stars...
the Resurrection, a result of its
comforting warmth,
leads to the soaring rebirth of a new
and even brighter generation....
What's it like to be a Teenage,
People say this is the golden age.
An age full of unusual possibilities,
But do they tell you about the difficulties?
I heard being judged,
I heard about unwanted standards which are indulged.
Rough emotions seem to ablaze like no other,
Anger, regret, grief and sadness grow altogether.
They tell you it's typical,
But it is really too difficult.
But we have to make it through,
Stand strong and make our dreams come true.
New challenges will always be coming on the way,
Because there is a new question paper in everyday.
Written on: 25/3/22