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Who can remember the first time we felt the beat of our heart?
Was it when we first kissed or had it broken?
Possibly, it was when we were first told about the metaphorical love of the heart!
Maybe it was when we used it as appreciation for one’s token!
Whether it beats in the light or the rain!
The warmth goes on in the cold and shocks us to the core!
The hidden thoughts of the mind become our Bain!
It goes through to the soul as it moves quickly like an iron bore!
Gripping the heart and soul together is either blissful in a warm embrace
Or it is a cold vice hold on our emotions
Let the warmth of our enemies be to their face a wet mace!
Maybe we should curse our choices and devotions.
In my heart, you are the burning kindle upon my fire!
You are the one who set ablaze my smile and rekindled my desire!
I was the one, whom she says,
That she would love through eternity
The one who lived in her heart
Like a drop of water meant for sea.
I am settled in her heart like
The dust lives in road’ grooves
I am the one, as she says,
All her previous lives boons.
While sitting hand in hand over the shore,
I look above, when she asks
While trying to gather the words she says
And try to find ‘similes’ in stars.
But, in those poor normal stars
I can’t see those ‘lovely things’
And stand for hours in front of glass
To search the love she sees in me.
Now, though I pour flowers over her grave
Deaf to the heart that beats below the stone,
I can’t find tears running down my cheeks
‘cause… I don’t think I ever love her.
“One can get through any hurt, if the one who causes hurt shows sincere remorse and expresses love again” - By Poet
Like heavy boots on vacant streets, his harsh words
Rang in my ears. Never has he been so very rash.
Why did he my heart deeply pierce?
The whole night I lay crying, soaking my pillow.
In severe pain, my face was swollen and red
Next morning seeing my wan, puffed- up face
He quietly asked, so much concerned,
‘Did you have your usual migraine?
You look terribly tired and worried’
He seems to have forgotten all that he said
Gently applying balm on my forehead
In a tone of assurance, he said, “Don’t worry
In no time all your pain will be fled”
My mind, tangled and messy became suddenly calm.
When I felt his lips upon my cheeks, tears began to flow.
His silent kiss, stamped like love’s gentle whisper
Warmly and tenderly, at an unexpected moment,
After a slight brawl, when my heart was torn,
Had the sweetness of honey and I melded into him
I believe in warmth
the comforting embrace of a loved one
crackling campfire on a January night
the smile of one who knows you're here to stay
it's been a long, cold lonely winter
I believe in hope
faith is the assurance of things hoped for
the certainty of what we do not see
I don't see it, but I know it's coming
it feels like years since it's been here
I believe in love
the tide that lifts all boats
the surprise gift
the compassionate ear that truly listens
the smiles returning to the faces
I believe in light
and the One who said, "let there be light"
the true light that gives light
empress of the night reflecting glory of the daystar
it seems like years since it's been clear
I believe in song
we sang to the moon last night as she rose:
"Shine On, Harvest Moon", "Moonshadow",
"By the Light of the Silvery Moon".
Little darling, it's all right
We sing again in chill of daybreak
with the roseate glow of realized anticipation…
"Here Comes the Sun"
// The song "Here Comes the Sun" by the Beatles has been my favorite song as long as I can remember, for its simple message of hope, light, warmth, and love. It was the song my daughter chose to have played just before we walked the aisle on her wedding day, a very special moment for me. //
My skin is aching,tender, loss has pierced
My heart needs walls, its boundary has gone
I miss the touch of love from him so dear
A belt of metal pins brought me tears
Why suffer this till I am quite undone?
My skin is aching,tender, by loss pierced
We forget that grief is close to fear
Then alone, we panic, what’s to come?
I ache without the love from him so dear
Psychotic with no unity, who steers?
My head is so remote,I have no plan
My skin is aching,tender, by loss pierced
Cursed be the One who made our sphere
Since Eden went,by so called sin undone
I ache without the love from someone dear
I should get my cell, like Julian
Hide inside the church wall, will Love come?
My skin is aching,tender, loss has pierced
Uncaressed by him whom I held dea
This is the longest write I shall endure ‘pon you all my
dear poetic friends.
First let me say this,..Jehovah our God knew when He
created all things, that man in which he created in His
image, male and female alike, would need this helm,..
Leadership from Himself, in order for His will to take place.
In turn,..Jehovah gave us, you and I, the freedom of choice.
A simple choice. Jehovah knew beforehand, those who would
not accept His helm,..yet He loved us, His creation ! He gave
His only begotten Son Jesus Christ as a sacrifice. My dear
friends,..our Lord and Savoir died a cruel death,..but left a
great message,..to, ”Love Jehovah God with your whole heart, soul,
mind and spirit” ! And also,…”Fear not those who can destroy
the body,..but fear the one who can, destroy the soul” !
Jehovah God is not slow. And all of us who follow this scripture,
Ephesians 5: 1-17, will understand, that when Jehovah's great day
comes, and He sends His son to resurrect those who have passed,
He made this promise,…Revelation 21:1-8 !
I love you all ! Have faith ! James,..your friend in Christ !
Forever grateful
The Cross of Calvary is Eternal
There is room at the Cross so
Don’t toss your life on the banner of ruthlessness.
Darkness can't keep out the LIGHT because
There is still room at the CROSS
There is room for you and me!
The CROSS deals with Sin
His BLOOD washes away our sins
There is still room at the CROSS
There is still room in HIS KINGDOM
There is room for you and me!
The LIGHT is here to stay.
It will not fade away!
The blade of error will not stop the light.
Jesus rose from the GRAVE.
He is the ONE who saves our lives.
Forever grateful
The Cross of Calvary is Eternal
Mark Frank
Copyright 2026
I’m no one, she thinks and smiles
to herself – imagining
when the world looks at her
they see gray hair and wrinkles,
sagging skin and dentures
those little things that remember
she has turned the corner on her fifties
soon she’ll be in her sixties…
dear heart, where has the time gone?
it was only yesterday
or a few years back, in the past
her skin was firmer
she didn’t wear dentures
or glasses to see better
she was graced with dark hair
with highlights from the sun
wore her pink bikini
remember, she was so young
oh, so young…
where has the time gone?
I’m no one special, she thinks to herself
even the night can see
beneath the shadows of my soul
there lives a woman,
beyond words, beyond hopes
she saw the truth of her youth
left on the side of a moment
where dying remembers
there are things that matter more
than gray hair and glasses,
dentures and flippant thoughts.
There is the moment when I see Him
His light, His grace, His love
pouring out hope through my soul
when the time comes
when the dying is done
will He lead me home?
Oh, Jesus… hold onto my soul
Jesus, never let me go
I’m a believer and that is enough
to remind me
despite the darkness of death
I will know a light that breathes praise…
There is more than this world
There is hope that opens the heart
Opens the door…
to everlasting peace, love that sings
throughout eternity
on the winds of His perfect will
on the light that can surely fill
on the joy that makes my soul still…
in Him, I find myself
the answer to this unending quest
for a love that never ends
a love that will surely prevent me
from remembering my fears,
the shadows of those long ago years,
before I knew the love
that comes to color the soul
of those who know the One
who brings life to those who know Him,
the ONE who is alive
throughout all time…
His name is Jesus Christ
and without Him, I’d never survive
the darkness that so often decides
I’m unworthy of this joy inside
I’m not worth what He did on the cross
but, I’m so thankful that all is not lost
because He gave His life, despite the cost
And He arose to assure hearts who believe
that He has saved them from
an eternity without His amazing love!
With my thoughts
Whispering through my heart
Kind words, graceful
Like the wings of a cardinal
Softly embracing
The soul who needs stirring
By the fire of a passion
So alive it amazes
Leaves the heart yearning
For more of the joy
That comes from knowing
He is there inside
Dancing to the music
Of a soul who is adoring
The One who created
Sun, moon and stars
All the wonder of the world
Praise rains down
Like a free form poem
No rhyme or reason
Only the beating
Of a heart who agrees
His grace, once believed,
Shelters us from every storm
Pierces the darkness
With joy, hope and love
Faith that moves beyond
The fear of one who worries
The dread of a heart who
Buries its dreams
And fades like the dusk
Into the night sky
Sapphire thoughts curled
In feelings, hope
Beaming through a song
Brilliant as the mighty dawn
My heart needs His love
Falling through me
Renewing me
Showing me the difference
In the shades of night
The shadows and hues
Of a morning who lets in
The breathtaking
Dreams who have brightened
A heart in hope
A mind in wonder
A soul in the knowledge
That His love is alive
Living inside the one who knows
He is there to guide
And provide
Praise Him
With every thought
Each word
Every longing or hope
Praise Him
For He is good
He is the blessing
The miracle of love
The silence of a heart
The feeling in a light
The soul who knows
Wherever He goes
There is the promise
Of life, eternity
Forever and always
The anticipation of heaven!
His love – rained down on us
Is a love that stirs hearts
To give their best treasures
The glories and the praise
That will last from here to forever
William Harrison Hardy
1823 - 1906
I believe a fair introduction is in order here.
Not that a handshake from me could ever take place anytime soon.
I was Captain Bill Hardy:
Proud Indian fighter!
And celebrated toll road builder!
I was the one who built the big road
From San Bernardino to Prescott Arizona!
And it was I, Captain Bill Hardy,
Who founded old Hardyville in Arizona
On the sandy banks of the cool Colorado.
Back when Lincoln was still warm
And the blood of Gettysburg was still not dry.
Back when the old west was coming alive
With wagon wheels and railroad ties.
Growing as a child would
With intrepid enterprise and such derring-do
The likes of which few eyes have seen since!
I came out west from New York
As Captain of a California-bound wagon train
And found a fortune in gold in Placer County.
But it was in the Arizona Territory where I later
Made my mark, and lost my fortune.
Oh my friends. I found out.
Found out what plain hard work can accomplish
And I learned of its resultant riches.
I found out.
Found out what plain greed and dishonesty can accomplish
And I learned of its resultant poverty.
Alas, I was but a survivor in life,
And that was my final legacy.
My friends, have you ever stared death straight in the face?
Have you ever seen the eyes of a wanton murderer
Only an inch away from your own eyes?
Nothing is more frightening and more sobering than that!
But I, Captain Bill Hardy, at your service please,
Experienced it first-hand that day in the scalding desert sand.
That Indian devil was right there!
His nose next to my nose!
But I got away!
Ran away from that place and lived to tell about it!
My friends, next time you come to Clark Cemetery in Whittier,
Go to the eastern fence by Dorland Street,
At the corner there, you will find my little plot of land.
It is a far cry from having an entire city named after you!
But it is a fine and restful spot.
Come closer and lean down to me.
I wish to extend my firm handshake to you all!