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Premium Member I Will Lie to the Doctor

Do they know I invented the world? I wonder as I stare at them
We are all in this waiting room
They probably think I am the same
Nothing could be farther from the truth.
I am an alien, not from a planet, but from middle earth.

A little girl about seven years old coughs.
I give her my mind-meld look.
Her cognition will be disintegrating in a few minutes
Does anyone notice?
Heck no. I am in this together with only one other, my muse.
Trixie asked, “why did you do that?”

I hate her sometimes too
I hate all of these people
And I hate my medications
They take away my mania
I will lie to the doctor
Unless he has a truth ray


Salvation

??Hebrews? ?9:28? ?NIV??
[28] so Christ was sacrificed once to take away the sins of many; and he will appear a second time, not to bear sin, but to bring salvation to those who are waiting for him.


To those who are waiting
Jesus has given access
That One might receive
The inheritance of salvation of our souls
To reap a harvest of spirit, love, joy and peace.
To bring unity across the nations
Of the Children of God
In One Accord and Harmony
Many before us died and traveled
To far off places to see the promised land
That they never got to see
And yet this promised inheritance today
Is in our midst waiting to manifest within
Ask and ye shall Receive
To become what Jesus set you apart to be 
May God bless, comfort, guide and fill you with
His peace, love spirit and joy in abundance: )



??1 Peter? ?1:8?-?9? ?NIV??
[8] Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, [9] for you are receiving the end result of your faith, the salvation of your souls.


??Hebrews? ?12:22?-?24? ?NIV??
[22] But you have come to Mount Zion, to the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly, [23] to the church of the firstborn, whose names are written in heaven. You have come to God, the Judge of all, to the spirits of the righteous made perfect, [24] to Jesus the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better word than the blood of Abel.

Premium Member Empty

Empty

The gas tank is empty. 
I have five more miles to go. 
The car glides to a stop, 
beside the road. 

I get out. 
I push it further on, 
into the dirt and brush. 
There is a hush, 
deep in my soul. 
"How can things be worse?" 

I grab my keys, 
my purse, my things. 
I lock the doors 
and leave a note out on the shield. 

"I will be back, it is a fact, please do not take away
my only ride... as the ocean of life has risen, 
I am near-drowning now."

I turn toward the empty road, 
and know that I must hurry. 
There is dinner to prepare, 
and my family is already home. 
They are alone, 
and they should not be, 
but I can not try harder 
than I already do...
lest I fail completely. 
Perfection, a goal, 
a commitment, 
but not attainable 
or realistic.
© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member A Sojourn Through Times


Mind often makes a circuitous pilgrimage
Sliding down and going up the banisters of time
As I hear the grating sound of worn stairs behind
Memories come darting in and out of shadows

From childhood’s flamboyant days
Mind scuttles between the past and the present
Skipping over the bliss of buoyant youth
To life’s present weary days and to the future
 
Life’s train has sadly changed its track
Years, like torn pages have flown away
But the frivolous inner child pines
Obstinately for all that once held dear
 
I remember having run over plains n’ paddy fields
Trying to cut across their widening margins
Brushing past brambles and thickets 
To chase butterflies that came to molest the lovely blooms

How I went on a search to meet the winged seraphs 
That I heard, sang in chorus in Heaven’s gilded halls
Looked for God, amid scurrying clouds,
To slay the ghosts, I believed, hidden in my closet

I remember my youth of squandered passions
When I scrawled love’s graffiti on my mind’s wall 
And carried my beloved’s picture in my mind
So flawless that no artist could ever conspire to alter.

Now I constantly wage a losing battle
Against forces that threaten to take away my calm
All I see is pain, death and human suffering
And life sadly getting lost in meaningless strife

Age has burdened me with a deadly weight
Fastening chains on my once supple feet
All I pray is – Don’t let me be a burden to anyone
And give me a mindset to accept all that comes my way

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April.13. 2023

Open Poetry. 6. Poetry Contest
Sponsor. Charlotte Puddifoot

Written Into Your Soul

Like words written into a heart so whole
I want to be written into your soul
Like loving memories washing like a tide 
I want to be engraved in your mind

I want to wrap my hands around your heart
To take away the pain wouldn't be so hard
You are my beginning and my end 
Your troubled soul i want to mend

Your tears i catch with my two cupped hands
and your fears i blow away like grains of sand
I will be there after every storm 
Your personal rainbow when you have been torn

Let me into your depths allow me to relight your flame
Let my fingers stroke your heart and dust away the pain
Let me be the one to cradle your dreams 
and sow you back together seam for seam 

You are written into my soul
Engraved in me like words on a stone scroll
I am yours for forever and a day
Take my hand and well forever together stay
Form: Rhyme


My Reason For Being So Honest

My reason for being so honest
means to put aside all the rest...
regardless of how painful it was,
despite how you believed my lies! 

You wouldn't hate me
for what I did and said;
you understood my weakness,
you missed my hugs on cold nights,
your hope was an ardent flame that never died...
it couldn't be put out even by a troubled sea!

Can forgiveness instantly change
my bad habits and give up a foolish affair
and remain your sweetheart forever?
Can one formidable kiss end all your rage?

My reason for being so honest
means to put aside all the rest...
regardless of how painful it was,
despite how you believed my lies!

Spend more days with me
and discover the new man in me,
encourage me to be true and strong,
never swaying from my commitment,
feeling every emotion and every thought
I failed to express when all seemed dark and vain;
look to me for guidance and before long
happiness will find you and take away your pain! 

My reason for being so honest
means to put aside all the rest...
regardless of how painful it was,
despite how you believed my lies!
Form: Lyric

A Casual Poem

One day I can only hope to be absolutely alive, at ease; without worry to thrive within peace. 
You see, when something so powerful and so simple, can break waves and leave dimples, pictures of love fly right off the page. 
Fancy-free butterflies take away heart beats, skipping a beat; out of breath. 
Moments of equality are particularly amazing. 
Forgive me for my use of slang and cliche but I assure you that it is now okay to dumb it down some. 
We are free from rollerblading eyes and the all too many crude usages of discouraging body language.
Speaking of that, I may as well let my socks down and dance bare bottom while music cannot be heard. 
Fancy-free sure does suit me. 
Kind of like a holiday in a word. 


4-30-17
"For Fancy-Free Poetry Contest"

Wishes

I think of this past years sorrow
This world can't take much more
I'd wish for a gentler tomorrow 
One that's softer than before

A wish for a life of contentment 
An equal amount of joy and pain
A world with a lot less resentment 
An even amount of sun and rain

We need a better understanding
For all cultures,religions,and races
All others to stop the demanding
All are different,in different places

4th place 
So no wishes for world peace
None for wealth or true love
Just take away some unease
That'd be my wish from above

Contest ; what are Wishes
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
1/15/2020
Form: Rhyme

Missing You

Oh, how I wish for you to be right here,
To wipe away my tears, to take away my fear,
So many longing songs unsung remain,
I wish I wish I wish in vain.

Too many mountain peaks are in my way,
What should I do, what should I say?
So many unquenchable tears of joy and pain,
So many sad dances danced in the rain.

So many ghosts still in my past,
My soul is sinking pretty fast,
So many dreams still to be dreamed,
Please, tell me can I be redeemed?

Frozen angels watch me crying,
The night it’s dark, cold, terrifying,
Oh, how I wish for you to be right here,
To hold me tight, to keep you near.
Form: Rhyme

A Rotten Day Will Go Away

It's about that time of day
That I need to find a way
To escape from all the hassle
That is leaving me so frazzled
From all the strain I've been under
Sometimes it makes me stop and wonder
How i'm ever getting done
All the work it is not fun
Until I come home to find
All my worries left behind
Your smiles greeting me so bright
Making all my worries light
A soft hand is taking mine
To a room where I will find
A bath full of warm fun bubbles
Taking away all my troubles
A soft robe you wrap me in
Our nighttime ritual begins
Kisses sweet they take away
All the worries of the day
Hugs are gently wrapping me
In a safe security
Words of love are in my ears
Our eyes holding loving stares
On a couch we're snuggling 
Softly we start nuzzling
Up against each other sweetly
Knowing this night is completely
What I need to fade away
A horrible and rotten day
Form: Rhyme

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