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Tonight,.. stars dangle from the trees,
honed thistle sharp, while years unfold
and winter's muse, has pierced the cold.
A song is stirred within the breeze,
sad words like snowflakes in the air,
that drift through years of old despair
Although our summer had to leave,
forgotten shadows of requite
embrace the hallows of the night
Forever words, were once conceived,
still tangible, are brought to light
in dreams that could not be with you
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Although our time can't come again,
the tears still fall, ..to old refrains.
Tonight,.. stars dangle from the trees.
Reminders of another time
of summers when the world was mine
Forever' words, were once conceived,
but, youth was fragile like the leaves.
I view the stars from yesterday
New seasons came, and tore us free.
What matters now, are memories.
When winter comes, please... think of me.
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By Carrie Richards Option:"Romantic"
Thistle Be Nettlesome To Weed...
Who (on a lark) doth
spur my distant soul
fully bellowed ahoy
quickly hastening
ye to catfish
as a way to avoid
this beastie boy
wherein America playfulness
of generic gull versus buoy
ought tubby coy,
where thee
(latter days haint)
feeble, (non fable us)
jerry-rig mock up employ
appetizing as pâté de foie
gras, flavored for
tastebuds of goy
opposed to dietary
strictures of Jew,
moost likely christening
implies holier than thou
(especially, asper those hoy
tee toy
tee upscale rich folk)
proudly prideful mensch
linkedin kindling joy
de vivre, while
quietly dwelling stoke
king traditions ensconced, poke
king and prodding youngest
generation to become
rooted like mighty oak,
within their mini mansions,
and attending synagogue,
solemn non joke
kingly seriously
commingling, congregating,
and copulating plenti
fully, while livingsocial
at least among other rich folk,
sans Mainline, Pennsylvania
a cohesive family tribe
dispersed members of Zion
prompting this atheistic
scribe try'n
to fathom long gone - NEIN
never forgotten Semitic
village people (mine
ancestry), who hailed and
harkened from Eastern Europe
wonder on this
eightieth anniversary,
of Kristallnacht, where genocide
cleft a jagged line,
where ponders thyself
countless relations
haunting as I dost
eat, sleep or dine!
As the wind rolls cold of the mountain plain
As the Hindu Kush rises like skyscrapers to Gods name
But these are not my mountains and the wind is not the same
So as my plane takes off im glad im headed hame
Back to the lowlands of the South and the Highlands of the North
Those crystal clear burns lochs and mountain streams
Back to the braes and the bens and the fresh mountain snow
Back to where the thistle and the heather grow
So who is proud to be Scottish? well that would be me
And what does Alba need? She needs to be free
So people rise up against centuries of tyranny
As a unified people chant were free
Form:
FLIGHTS OF FANCY PHRASIS 2
Lady’s mantle with butcher’s broom
dwarf cornel cotton grass so thin,
yellow travellers joy,with buttercup
on sunspurged ,petty whin.
Creeping jenny over silverweed
groundsel& cudweed,balm,rockrose
and agromony with thistle prickly green.
Good King Henry,goose fat red and a full
fat hen,in moschatel with mistletoe
and eyebright mustard so white.Thyme
&teasel so tamarisk in water-peppered bogbean;
grape hyacinth with forget-me-not in a
sea of lavender blue-green.Honesty
cuckoo flower,flax fumitory & fleabane;
musk marsh marigold&daffodil
in scentless mayweed.Yarrow ramson scabious
feverless,&plantain true with pepperwort,
cress seabeat burr buttered blue.
From Flights of Fancy 2003
Listen to me recite this part phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthys chiro
Yes I've been through the mill
but stronger for it...happier too.
Though I forgave... but cant forget
I remember the lessons I learned so well.
Think of others before yourself.
Give to others from the little you have
share a smile..wish others well
extend love to everyone.
Pain and hardsip were my fare
for many a day ...many a year
but time... that soothing balm
heals the heart...touches the spirit with a gentle hand,
while Angels loving and kind
strengthen us in difficult times.
The body may suffer..the heart tremble,
may be pierced by thorns and thistle
which in the end ....burn and shrivel.
God sees ....He knows and
walks beside us thwarting evil.
Do not worry..have no fear
He is always near.
He knows not time....but He's in charge.
The tests he sends us.....
Make us stronger...and tougher
helps us view each day
from a new perspective.
Thank you Father,
I'll do whatever you say
and never .....never will I question Your way.
Briars scrape my flailing hand,
a fly drones overhead.
Prickly hedges drip with beads of squashed black fruit
basking in a sticky sun-lit mist.
Down this quaint unearthly country lane I tread.
Some strange presence, a mockingbird sixth sense
casts its unseen ring of watchful silence.
Drooping branch that creaks - spore-shedding fern,
covert ripple menace, symbolic dash.
Imagined signal from an imprint long ago,
long forgotten.
Ouch, you stung my ankle - spike green thistle.
Buffoon, sneak, playful oafish imp,
Joker in a deep, hollow crag.
Past issues seep eerily through an echo
of my downward plod.
Some granite rock peeps slyy upwards, straight up
through that wild and weedy labyrinth
where tortured souls dock.
A startled creeper darts from tree to tree,
shaken by a banshee scream that fills the air
with trauma.
Was that me or me hallucinating? The poor creeper cowers.
As the sun draws down its grey haze blind old batted eyelids squint.
Sahara heat my backpack on this lodestone march.
I gulp clay bake air, gasping, sos, leaf green dew
please slake this coarse vein thirst.
Is there a cul-de-sac that bears those footsole blisters inside my leather?
Or did I hear the bustle of a dim and distant road?
Relief road, release - eternal memory chaser fly.
Methinks the startled creeper knows a thing or two
I plod on.
Submitted : 14 th January 2022
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'Twas the night before Christmas when Mom said,
to Dad- go get a tree for us better than last year;
remember how by Christmas morning it was dead,
she shouted instructions as Dad put the car in gear.
He looked at me with a sigh- oh don't you worry,
we will buy the best and biggest tree on the lot;
and will search their complete tree lot inventory,
we will find the very best Xmas tree ever bought.
Well, we did find the best and biggest tree ever,
on the drive home- off the roof it started to slip;
and I said to Dad, it's great but just a bit big however,
deck the halls, he sang, it just needs a little snip.
He turned it this way and that but it did not fit,
in the front door- don't worry he said and got a saw;
I was really, really doubtful I had to admit,
he was hacking at the branches as I watched in awe.
Well, somehow we finally got the tree in the living room,
but it was too tall and the top was crunched on the ceiling;
at this point, I was filled with a great gloom and doom,
when Dad sawed the top off- I had a real sinking feeling.
But he stood back looking and feeling pretty darn proud,
when Mom came into the room- and screamed;
this tree is the worst yet, she was yelling really loud,
so, I ran out of the room 'cause she was so steamed.
Where am I suppose to put my Christmas angel ? Dad,
(the top was flat and there were branches gone leaving gaps);
she stood there sort of bewildered and boy was she mad,
and not just that the tree looked awful- it began to collapse.
(Dad, tied it to the wall- so it would not fall)
We decorated the tree anyways but by Christmas morning;
not a thistle was left- just a bare tree with decorations adorning.
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November 27, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/Oh, Christmas Tree
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1202-170-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest The Night Before 2
sponsor, Joseph May
Third Place
Ninety one degrees in the staggering heat
Has mysteriously erupted my heart beat
The savior is sitting in the burning fleet
Waiting patiently for the day to complete
Voices of pain trapped in the lane
Voices of hope reminiscing about
Voices of love singing a merry song
Voice of hate is banging on the gate
And the voice of peace is echoing above
Big dog, little dog searching around the hall
Nose pointed towards the target
And tongue speaking to the market
Everyone is listening in on the call
Oh what a terrible brawl
I can remember the day when my spirit was at ease
And the multitude sat quietly on the grass listening to it all
The distant wind blows gentle over the mountain
And the message flows speedily through the horizon
The birds stand graciously on the electric line
Looking sharp and shine, they too have understood
The message that was hidden underneath the wood
Oh heavens in the sky, listen to me as the cloud drift by
The morning is waiting on the sun,
And the evening is on the run
If you look carefully you can see,
The mystical expression on my face
The music is playing inside me
And the heaven is dancing around me
The big hawks are lingering in the sky
And the pelicans are standing by
Searching for the hidden fish
While they are stirring in my dish
Salt and pepper to taste,
Oh please make some haste
The miracle is standing in front of me
And I don't have to search any longer
Everyone say that I am very lucky
And the great big God had blessed me
I have been swinging from tree to tree
Holding tight to the solemn branch
I finally find a place to land in a distant place
No thorn, no thistle, indeed it was a miracle.
The heat is rising and the pressure is declining.
I am here and you are there
I am breathing fresh air
The will and the desire to stand
Has finally put us in a section all over the land.
Why do you question His Way why do you even have to ask
For by your side He shall stay and in His Glory you shall bask
Worry not where you tread for in His Name you need not be afraid
Every word that He ever said oh how heavily it has weighed
Why must your head be so down and it also be in your walk
In all the Glory of His Crown you can just go right up and talk
For He created you as such in loving you beyond your own knowing
But can't you even sense His touch or the seeds in you He's sowing
So many have fallen by the wayside like thistle instead of wheat
The words God said about pride I really shouldn't have to repeat
For failure can not but exist but for those who never even try
A life time of adoration missed as I can only sit here and wonder why
Take even just one moment out of each and every single day
Look up the word repent knowing your only one heart beat away
Just sit there in calmness and listen as to you He will speak
He is what you've been missing and why things now seem so bleak
"Try not to get worried 'everything's alright'"
Jesus Christ Superstar
July 11 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 26-29
Key Verse – Isaiah 26:4 Trust ye in the LORD for ever: for in the LORD JEHOVAH is everlasting strength.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY EVERLASTING STRENGTH
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who supports me with Your uprightness
Thank You that Your salvation assures my everlasting blessedness
Help me always to behold Your majestic gloriousness…
Keep my soul in Your righteousness.
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who visits me with Your mercy
Thank You that Your Word increases my faith’s fervency
Help me always to dwell in Your grace-excellency…
Keep my heart in Your compassion’s consistency.
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who upholds me with Your peace
Thank You that Your sanctification cleanses my transgression-grease
Help me always to seek Your truth that does not cease…
Keep my spirit in Your favour as You I desire to please.
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who crowns me with Your divine beauty
Thank You that Your leadership smites my pride to practice humility
Help me always to learn from Your precepts of sovereign authority…
Keep my vow in Your covenant’s certainty.
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who establishes me with Your foundation
Thank You that Your doctrine guards my decisions against perversion
Help me always to listen to Your instruction…
Keep my discretion in Your wisdom’s direction.
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who revives me with Your might
Thank You that Your power fortifies my servanthood delight
Help me always to share Your Gospel, so good and right…
Keep my commitment in Your guidance-light.
Lord God, You are my everlasting Strength
Who nurtures me with Your counsel
Thank You that Your pardon works for my purification against sin-hassle
Help me always to abide in Your plan despite worldliness’ bustle…
Keep my life preserved in Your love midst unbelief’s thistle.
July 11, 2023