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No words of mine can potently display
the anguish and the joy that touch our lives;
yet all our ghostly forebears went this way
where words may pierce our hearts like sharpened knives.
No sentient being willingly at first
Accepts the pain that true perception brings.
Yet we must not take hearts to be a curse;
we need not flee from knowledge,though it stings.
Each day demands our thoughtfulness and love
from which all better action justly comes
each day the grace we have is just enough
as through the meta narratives we roam
For life' s but a true story we invent,
with passion and with purified intent
A song, need to sing
Memories passion recalls a voyage of enchantment that now, drifts upon silent wing.
Memories, songs written, serene melodies from a mysterious voice that once did sing
sweetly to this old soul, music brought to life by this Exotic, Oriental Beauty, Xiao Ling,
transformed, brought back to life what had been lost, to most men of age for many a year.
Throughout times passing the mist that clouds, mysteries that shrouds brings with it a tear
and with it, crystal clear knowledge, a knowledge that what once was no longer is and fear.
A fear ???, or a realization that life, for this aged, old soul has come down to aloneness.
A life time of being the lone wolf, has brought this old soul face to face with emptiness.
An emptiness that permeates the hours, the days as he reaches back to a time of happiness
Happiness that only comes on the wings of those who have and are showing thoughtfulness
by inclusion into their Societies, giving purposes for this loner to know more than selfness
as a way to fill in the gaps between family events and the long walk toward contentedness
that seems to lead back to the music that this Exotic, Oriental Beauty, Xiao Ling, gave to me
as undulating waves rolling across the stilled body of an Oriental lake, stones, you see
thrown, come from this old soul, causing this body perfect to create ripples across the sea
that once laid before these pleasuring, desiring, chocolate eyes to experience, to explore
to feel the energy flow from French kissing those sweet lips, hold shapely hips once more,
Memories passion still recall all of what once was and no longer is, unable to close the door.
B. J. “A ” 2
February 3rd, 2026,
I woke up from the cradles of slumber
My morning eyes opened slowly
My mind frolicked and sang with peace
Remembering your words
So kind, so memorable were they!
So sweet, so genuine are you!
The mere thought of you takes away the assertive blue
It is a wonder I have come across your mind
It is a blessing like no other—a true, treasurable find!
And there are no words that can truly give you the honor you deserve
But take these, please!
And know there is so much more. . .
So much more that I wish to offer you
Your never-ending thoughtfulness and attention
Has filled me with unremitting appreciation
You really are a beautiful light to my world
Cheering my melancholy with joy
I have never found someone quite like you
And that is the beauty of it all
Finding the gold
The sunlight smiling for your marvelous shine
Finding truth
There is just no other like you!
I would never turn my eyes away
There is just no possible way
That is a blessing I count close to the heart
Finding you, such a rare piece!
Finding you in a churning world of excitement and chaos
Finding you with such delight and gratitude
Thank you so much, Duke!
Thank you for being you!
-Dedicated to a very fine poet named Duke Beaufort-
He is interested in more than
The enormous happenings
Like worries and wars, weakness’
Darkness that shadows
Even the most beautiful thoughts
He cares about the little things
The flowers, the moon and the stars
The sunlight flickering through the trees
The mountains, the seasons, the winds
The joy that comes from His gentleness
He listens to the smallest prayer
For a promise that lives to become
A actuality as wonderous as a dream
A truth that survives every dread
A breath of hope within the spirit
He stirs up the inspiration and wishes
Of a heart who is alive with sensitivity
Magnificent faith that falls on souls
Who know that His love is eternally
Blessing everyone who truly believes
He shares His Holy Spirit with the one
Who knows that He lives inside, abiding
On the heart who feels so close to Him
Accepts the love He gives with praise
That comes from the spirit of sweet grace
He leaves the mind questioning His embrace
The love that comes from a tender gift
Comfort so soothing it feels like a chance
To reach beyond the world into the heavens
Where He shines His light always and forever
He sends down His love to those who know Him
And feel His presence with them in every prayer
Through every scripture reading, each devotion
He lingers on the thought of one who knows He is
Alive within the heart and soul, always so earnest
He will never leave the heart who knows His love
Is the one thing that makes life seem so good
It is the hunger for His kindness that stirs fires
Of passionate yearnings – desire for His miracles
Brought to life inside the soul who sincerely believes
He listens to the big prayers and the small prayers
He never turns a deaf ear to those who are heartfelt
Prayers that lift the spirit with generosity and altruism
The thoughtfulness of those who love without conditions
Because they listen to the One who hears the prayers they send Him!
John 14:18 (KJV) I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.
April 7, 2022
Going back to adolescent days...
that invisible angel stood near me,
I prayed and he was more than delighted;
if I fell, he would lift my feeble arms
and avoid any harm done to me:
doesn't God assign angels to each child?
On many winter evenings, mom told me about Jesus
born of humblest origin, what he preached was
a revelation that stunned all: each one of us
was a perfect creation, an image of His Father
sitting on the throne, watching us from afar:
is distance measured in miles or in thoughtfulness?
Invisible as he was, he breathed hard on me
to invigorate awareness of the surroundings
created by a single command, not by hands;
the farther I went, the quicker he followed me:
the narrow paths I travelled to reach those sturdy mountains
were the milestones I have pursued to conquer all adversities!
Do I feel totally betrayed when that invisible angel
refuses to stand near me? Isn't guilt reproving me?
It's time I accused myself of being a sinful individual,
cleared this obsessed mind of carnal desires to avoid Hell;
when transgressions diverge from the holiness of soul,
don't be caught between fear and death: get up and flee!
Misc. 74
Funny Thing
Thoughtfulness’ are remembered
long after the most lavish gifts have made their way to the landfill.
Tom
Second Nature
Being thankful
should be a thought-less job.
Tom
So Great A Faith
The trying of our faith is never greater
than the moment we accept Jesus Christ as our personal savior.
Tom
K.E.W.
Knowledge prepares us by giving us insight,
Experience can only be obtained through hindsight,
Wisdom comes from God through foresight.
Tom
His Blood Has Never Dried
Whenever I think of God’s sacrifice,
my thoughts are encapsulated by the cross.
God, finding no other who would suffice,
Gave us Jesus, without sin or dross.
Tom
Up early to begin preparations.
This meal is special.
Everything lavishly, decoratively prepared.
A feast for the eyes as well as the palate.
We take great care to show proper respect for the wonderful bounty which is a God given providence and this meal is a celebration of His providence for us.
Without all these good things we would surely die;
So today is set aside to celebrate His Goodness, His Thoughtfulness, His Providence.
We gather our family and friends together.
We will laugh too much.
We will play too much.
We will eat too much.
It will be so good.
There will be green beans, glazed carrots, corn and biscuits.
Home made biscuits made with fresh buttermilk that melt in your mouth.
Candied yams and mashed potatoes with gravy, lots of gravy,
Pies, cakes and puddings.
When the meal is over and everything is cleaned and put away we will rest.
The turkey isn't the only thing that got stuffed.
O mysterious sea...as light
as the eyes of my faithful sweet-heart,
inspire the distant soul
of this poet in distraught...
whose poem is still unfinished;
give him the rhythm and flow
to embellish his heart-felt verse
with sentiment and thoughtfulness!
Beyond the rolling waves,
ships carry secret lovers
who deride and defy their fate
and set their souls on fire...
without feeling a need in dire,
or admitting an awful mistake!
O mysterious sea...
take their ship away
to a shore where nobody will see,
and let their fornication be
as crude as the awakening
of everyone who's not afraid of indulging;
I will take no part or joy
in their pleasure so openly and willingly!
Could I forget that she ever existed, or
ever loved me with trust and sweetness?
Wouldn't it be unforgivable and wrong...
to waste what was blessed by holiness?
In this era of unfaithfulness,
many choose to do harm to someone else...
thinking only of self-gratification,
breaking the vows of dedication!
O mysterious sea as deep as the love
of my changeless woman,
who contemplates every sunset and dawn
with the purity of a dove:
let no beautiful eyes deceive me,
and sadly erase the innocence of her memory!
Kindness makes me smile.
Kindness, by simply being friendly,
or genuinely generous without expecting
anything in return or being deeply considerate.
Kindness makes the giver and the receiver smile.
There are acts of kindness that would not cost the giver
anything that could bring infectious smile, like saying hello,
thank you and compliments, opening or holding a door for
somebody carrying bags or boxes or walking slow or with
a walker and expressing gratitude with a hug or a smile.
The generosity of kind hearted people makes me smile.
People who share their wealth in supporting humanitarian aids
or people who give their time assisting organizations committed
to humanitarian aids for the betterment of the world we live in.
A considerate person, somebody who listens makes me smile.
People, who lend you their ears, not their mouths or in kind
words, people, who listen, not talk when you are talking, giving
the time while being thoughtful and mindful of what you say.
Appreciation from my children, siblings and friends makes me
smile, as well as thoughtfulness in words, in gestures or in gifts.
Getting compliments from strangers makes me smile because it is
unexpected, memorable for positively feeling a sense of connection.
Giving tokens or gifts for showing my appreciation makes me smile.
The time I spend writing poems, having them printed as inserts,
jotting down hellos, thank-yous, greetings or warm wishes in the
cards and sending them by mail, the old-fashion way makes me smile.
Christmas does not have an X in it
Hark the herald angels sing
Rest ye Merry Gentlemen
I love this time of the year
Sadness pervades some though, remember that
Thoughtfulness and empathy go a long way
Mary and Joseph prevail at this time of year
Always remember the manger story and Jesus’ birth
Star in the East is something to remember
Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year
Everyone does not feel it, so please approach cautiously
Love is always in fashion, God is love after all
Excited children are thrilled with holiday magic
Believers sometimes have tears in their eyes
Regale each other with Christmas stories of old
Attentive children sit at grandma’s knee
These are the best days for many, but not all
Empathetic people watch for each other’s emotions
Santa is not the reason for the season
Joy, peace, good will toward Men
Enthusiastically give your helping hands
Show others you care
Universal love and hope
Season for miracles