Long Superhero Poems
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In this life there's water everywhere
it draws us under it's evil spell
pulling us down to it's dark chamber
having an power holding to it's cell
This liquid stuff pours all over
makes sure it enters our every space
transfixing it's hold on every corner
really need superhero on our case
There is a creator who made the world
but sin entered to mar this creation
in this full tank of iniquity's cesspool
the need is for a saviour on station
The son of God came to save
to rescue those caught down deep
drawing them up from such waters
taking them to where you don't weep
Heaven is the home of God
there everything's clean and pure
redeemed sinners will all be there
for God's promises are ever sure
(' He reached down from heaven and rescued me. He drew me out of deep waters.'
Psalm 18: 16 )
A toast to forever before the end
Raise your glass to love because it really exists even after a broken heart has cried
Let your thoughts blend with the music and your feet get carried away with the beat,
Dance the night away and sing like nobody is there
Tonight, drinks are on me and I hope we remember enough to not forgot that special moment,
Every night has that unforgettable pause in time when one captures a special feeling and is able to hold it warmly in the mind
I haven’t had one drink but I’m still drunk, intoxicated from love and it’s not toxic this time
I like my space but I’d share my galaxy with you
I like my space my space but I don’t mind if my words slur or run all together with you
This is a good kind of anxiety
Talking about drinks did someone slip something in my tea?
Not much of a drinker but her love is on the rocks from a dirty past
And I’m an alcoholic just trying not to make those tense emotions in the future
She’s falling from the rocks but I’ll swim to her rescue
I’m drunk, a drunk superhero, no guns needed my hand never cocked
I know you’ve given me a few shots, but this one is the game winner and I’m so clutch
When we go out, I’m masculine enough to hold your clutch
Let’s shift gears and turn up, take your hand off the clutch
This day will only happen once
Upon a time, you be the queen and I’ll be your king
No drinks at the wedding because it was way too expensive
No drinks at the wedding because her love is expensive
I’m forever in her debt
No drinks at the wedding but I’m drunk swimming through our love story depths
We may be off balance at times but you always get us back on track
No need to race to the end, lets move in slow motion from the back
All the way to whatever the future holds
Your hand I’ll forever hold
Don’t drink much but tonight the celebration is bold
p.s. don’t drink much but I’ll have another cup of your love…
Think of something that's so desirable,
You'd eat it everyday if you could.
Or how about that first love crush,
Every moment shared felt good.
I'm sure most have that relative,
That seems to give the best hugs.
Or maybe that touching movie you saw,
That still gives your heart a tug.
Have you experienced something so amazing!
You can't the right words to explain.
Back in the 80's I experienced God,
Since then I have not been the same!
Thunder for me has a whole knew meaning,
That's my powerful Creator above.
It's like the most powerful Real Superhero!,
Watches over me from above.
My heart's a clock, He's the Clock maker.
It know who makes it tick.
Whenever I turn from Him too long.
My soul feels very sick.
There's an emptiness inside of me,
That His presence only can fill.
My soothing, calming, Father's peace,
It's so satisfying, complete and real.
I rise up early around 3 am,
Before other things clutter my mind.
I write "GOD" on a piece of paper,
And I ask, "Please spend some time?"
I allow my heart to speak for me,
What I can't put into words.
In some way it communicates to my mind,
That God is there and heard.
Next my mind and heart freely let go,
Like a skydiver leaving the plane.
There's a rush of love and contentment,
A feeling of oneness that's so insane!
My soul feels so very satisfied.
It has now connected with true love!
It's Source. It's Creator. The Giver of life,
Who watches over all high above!
Oh how sweetly my AM tears flow,
My body, heart and soul knows who He is,
The All-Knowing and Powerful One who is everywhere,
The God my eyes can't see who lives!
The Bible is where we learn who He is,
And throughout it shows how much He cares.
Let your heart, soul and desire do the searching for you,
They are design to know just how and where!
Guilty i feel
Trust and believe
For you make me smile
And i give you grief
Love in your eyes
And warmth in your touch
Pain in your heart
Pain ,i defined
Callous , i have been
A sentry , to be relieved
For damage has been done
Damage i must try to heal .
Word not kept
BrokenPromises, Forgiven?
But the scars i have delt
They deepen, not free.
You comfort and guide me.
Surrendered, no decree.
A saviour rising.
To mould and complete me.
Fear to erase.
Love to embrace.
A soul to shield
Love, your armour , Love , your steed
A guardian. An angel.
A protector . A dream
My very own superhero
My dearest , you've been sent down from God's glorious home , HEAVEN,
To me .
BY
Amanda Miller
Form:
from your first born, when you grab a dusting of talc, crushed with late night feeds, stirring in bouncing and stories on a knee,
adding a layer of stumbled steps, with a batter thickly made of learning to say “No”, doughy rings of crossed arm tantrums,
glazed slowly with parent’s evenings and bringing first dates home (sprinkled with questions from Dad) before adding candles for sweet sixteens and exam results,
packaged carefully in a ribboned box to protect from life in a university dorm, your tears adding moisture to an increasingly distant mixture,
silver lace can be wrapped around to celebrate a wedding, supporting that newly added layer of Mr and Mrs, matching mortar boards made from icing, surrounded by love heart shaped chews,
you buy an electric whisk when your hands hurt from stirring, still rustling up cookies for grandchildren using grandma’s special sugar, butter and flour,
until you go back to the trusted cookbook, scattering gold dust over fifth birthday cakes, dyed icing and sponge into the colours of a superhero – a grandchild’s eyes bigger than their belly,
your cakes gradually change from pottery to silk, from gold to diamond, for your anniversaries past, you contemplate making a Victoria sponge in black, allow yourself to grieve your husband’s last,
until a great grandchild grins and brings you a cupcake all aglow, revealing a one hundredth birthday candle which is your very own to blow
What am I doing wrong?
Everything is blowing up
Losing my mind over this
Can’t help but feel helpless
Hiding behind a facade
I’m scared to face my feelings
I don’t want to talk about this
Rather sink back and disappear
In the end it’s all my fault
Tried to lead and things failed
Always wanted to be a superhero
Instead I’m just acting cowardly
Didn’t expect any of this to happen
I knew my actions had consequences
But I didn’t expect things to hit hard
I should of just been more aware
I know the right answer but
I’m scared to answer the problem
I don’t want to hurt anyone
With my actions and words
I’ll do what I can for now
And take a step back from now on
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Saying that the intent of the project was novel ;but the actaul programing was both morally and ethically wrong"
The Professor developed a mist that would cause ducks to run in circles and a fox chased it's tail until it became exhausted. He mentioned Superman and sought a sythetic kryptonite, it's beleived to be the loot missing since 2006. A fish mercahnt selling catfish at a market found the loot while delivering catfish to a custumer. "The Mardi Gras Christmas Show. Ordered the fish, when the guy went to deliver the fish, no one was home, but the door was open and a glowing rock was on the floor at the door. He picked up the stone and went on his way. They sent a prototype robot to retreive the stone and that's when all the Superhero showed up.
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He is a kind soul and lends a helping hand
He is always my hero; He is everyone’s hero
He puts himself to good cause and is grand
He is a kind soul and lends a helping hand
He is quick to be there on the ground zero
He is a friend of all the children; a firebrand
He is a kind soul and lends a helping hand
He is always my hero; He is everyone’s hero
Superheroes love action and are always a winner
They inspire confidence in us and we feel secure
They are so generous; chance gets even a sinner
Superheroes love action and are always a winner
Superman, Batman, Spider-man, gather for dinner
Work out plans that let peace prevail and endure
Superheroes love action and are always a winner
They inspire confidence in us and we feel secure
Moral:
The moral of the story is that we be kind and brave
help the weak, the poor, the infirm and the naive
Date: 10.8.2014
"Super Hero"
Krypto Knighted
Disrobed Le Penseur
contemplates strength
a royal monk disrobing within
Rodin begins to think
new dreams dialled in
naked vulnerability begins
hiding behind dark angel wings
pinned between the box-cadged
dimensions of a glass onion
black crows waiting along the ley lines lead,
super natural morsel fed
dark nights fly into unhooded blinding daze
towards the gauntlet
landing tethered and tamed
temperated, nixed and disarmed
Hawk of the Lure,
long winged
creance held
in the grey rock silence
evaluated
hard-penned
full-summed
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
“Super Hero” / Johnny Hollow
https://youtu.be/JGkC-8Qu0JM
“Land of the lost and sedated
Will someone come,
Save us from,
This storyline of mass destruction
Will they stay,
When they see,
What we have done
just to be free…”
Crypto/Krypto, meanings
https://www.thefreedictionary.com/krypto-
Glossary of Falconry Terms:
https://sora.unm.edu/sites/default/files/journals/jrr/v003n03/p00058-p00067.pdf
"Super Hero", Johnny Hollow / LYRICS
https://genius.com/Johnny-hollow-superhero-lyrics
Kryptonite
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kryptonite
"full-summed" / refer, Glossary of Falconry Terms.
Le Penseur.
The Thinker was initially named The Poet (French: Le Poète), and was part of a large commission begun in 1880 for a doorway surround called The Gates of Hell. Rodin based this on The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri, and most of the figures in the work represented the main characters in the poem with The Thinker at the center of the composition over the doorway and somewhat larger than most of the other figures. Some critics believe that it was originally intended to depict Dante at the gates of Hell, pondering his great poem. Other critics reject that theory, pointing out that the figure is naked while Dante is fully clothed throughout his poem, and that the sculpture's physique does not correspond to Dante's effete figure. The sculpture is nude, as Rodin wanted a heroic figure in the tradition of Michelangelo, to represent intellect as well as poetry.
Falconry:
"So What Exactly is Falconry?"
http://www.pfht.org/falconry/
Superman has always been a superhero of mine
One of my favorites of all and that with me is more than fine.
Superman he's so handsome and he's so very cool
He can fly!And he's so bright,smart,and he's never a fool.
Superman in his superhero outfit looks so sharp and good
And for truth and justice for anyone always proud stood
There's no one in the world like Christopher Reeves as Superman
Superman fights for everything that stands for good and that's his plan.
Superman,fight for the American way and has tons of die-hard devoted fans
He always comes shining thru for all,evil in all his films he bans
Superman in the world of superheroes is my number one and many of us agreed
No other superhero can ever beat him with all its unique attributes indeed.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
10.09.14