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She blooms alone where silence holds the sky,
A tender grace no daring soul has known.
Her gaze is soft, her head is held so high—
A queen within a quiet world, enthroned.
No boastful light, no cry for passing praise,
She walks beneath the noise, untouched, serene.
Her modest charm outshines the sun’s bold rays,
Yet fear keeps hearts from where her steps have been.
They see her not—the ones who look in fear,
For depth and calm are threats to shallow minds.
Unloved, not for her lack, but crystal-clear
Strength wrapped in grace the insecure won’t find.
She is a bloom the world may not deserve,
Yet still she stands, with silence as her nerve.
Lord, You are indeed loving in Your compassion
Keeping me securely victorious in my salvation
Thank You for stretching-out pardon’s action
To free my soul from sin’s penalty and hell’s damnation.
Lord, You are surely loving midst Your holiness-fire
Keeping me righteously clean in my Christian attire
Thank You for teaching what Your standards require
To help my testimony shine against worldliness’ mire.
Lord, You are amazingly loving in Your graciousness
Keeping me humbly fervent in my prayer-earnestness
Thank You for listening to me well by Your ear’s sensitiveness
To answer my pleas midst crises and threats of hopelessness.
Lord, You are marvelously loving in Your mercy
Keeping me steadfastly tenacious in my service-persistency
Thank You for upholding me thru Your divine efficiency
To enable my faith optimize its useful potency.
Lord, You are always loving in Your truth’s exposure
Keeping me prudently discerning in my choice despite pressure
Thank You for enriching me with Your wisdom’s treasure
To direct my decisions toward heavenly wealth so sure.
Lord, You are wondrously loving in Your blessing
Keeping me diligently strong in my labor-pressing
Thank You for pouring Your provisions always sufficing
To meet my needs with miracles undoubtedly surprising.
Lord, You are majestically loving in Your leadership
Keeping me sweetly joyous in our relationship
Thank You for enclosing me around Your fellowship
To kindle my spirit for genuine revival-worship.
*1John 4:9 “In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him."
February 4, 2019
To my mort sending me terrorists threats suggesting I mort myself because imposter jay townsend johnson henry my stalker mckissick including severe violent offenders gang leaders stabbing five persons attempting to impersonate me extort my American poetry sorry your cruelty bounce off my backs today I took my anxiety I want to live today amazing terror corruption abuse of power attacking disabled Americans today I don't care how many threats pour in I have crisis teams available help is available keeping me from being so impulsive that I act on threats to end my own life to allow imposter's to clone me with a severe data breach that led to Jamaican jay townsend Johnson Henry shooting I to my home I survived a mort meant for me I want to live today I survived domestic terrorists attempting to murder bullying me terrorized me for years but today I want to live knowing these mort will never ever impersonate me again 988 I am alive your imposter's will never extort my American poetry stop threatening my disabled military family harsh realities jay townsend johnson henry bullying my disabled family actually threatening my disabled war veteran husband with extortion attempting to force us fund violent offenders medical needs prescriptions she break in our home exposing herself to private personal military veterans information to feed to violent offenders undocumented mexicans jamaicans slander abuse of power falsifying documents data breach i reported jay Townsend Johnson Henry her mother toni townsend johnson henry arrived shooting in my home she returned 20 years later the anniversary of the shooting resulted in death her obsessed with my American poetry led her to Threatening my disabled war hero husband completely devastating hacking into social security bank buying chinese food fraud waste abuse of power bullying seated with my ex abusive husband his violent cult of vicous horror intimidates our disabled family thank god for the military order of the purple heart veterans helping veterans this identity fraud ripped his purple heart medals in order to send threats shame on you bullying is such a horrid place in American society
When the dusk bleeds
epitaph roses,
and the blackbird sings
wilted elegies,
I search for a glimpse of gold
beneath tender ingrains of
soundless tears and sightless fears.
But to feel the broken wings of life,
must I breathe coffin-laced vows
amidst the haunting air
that tastes like stone-sleet sorrow?
For I’ve long been a phantom bride
to the deadliest fangs of the devil,
veiled in vicious violets,
throned in the tempest of torment,
plagued by a curse
spelled as lethal love,
concealing threefold threats
between vampire verses,
with moonlit musings
stuck in the ice-cold
embrace of death…
O raven heart, what am I to trust
when bluest bruises are believed
in the figment of fog’s fine art,
cornered in the catacomb cacophony,
choking the chorus of mourning?
I walk on sharpened eggshells,
afraid of the unwelcome fist of abuse,
with ashes of promises~
fed from the claws of
the beloved Satan,
cloaked in Romeo’s ruby ruins,
reciting sepulcher chants,
confusing the sun in my soul,
constricting the tunnel of trauma,
exhaling the naive
rhythm of my name.
As I am the essence
of collapsed crystals,
a whimsical wreckage,
ostracized and strangled,
while silence knows
the seething symphony of shame.
As tomorrow is a sickening cyclone
awaiting to condone patience,
humming heinous hymns
to soothe the scarred cracks
that grew within the hellish haven
of wicked wilderness,
that homed corpse flowers of fragility,
oblivious to the pain
hanging on hollow walls,
highlighted with
gruesome glows of glistening grief,
when truth is
obscured in strained stains
of clandestine chaos...
Home invasions resulted in
Jamaican Mexican thieves
taking my children immunization
records marriage certificates
and identification cards by
gods grace I reported the
cards stolen they were comprised
immediately voided replaced
decades ago veterans helping
veterans retired senior master
sgt henry williams took
me to replace my identification
cards when I relocated to Florida
with a broken hip this is fir jay
Townsend Johnson Henry you
and severe repeat hard drugs
manufacturer MEXICAN
VIOLENT OFFENDER stabbing
five persons blood was everywhere
I am blessed to be alive blessed
I survived your violent terrorist
attacks on my life home invasions
you and your vicious violent offenders
are welcome to keep those old
expired cards they have been
voided for decades your threats
on plates is quite twisted that
identity you stole doesn't exist
back off you are a fraudulent
imposter gum on my slippers
you're dangerous obsessed
twisted stop sending me threats
shred my old identification it's
really a crime to use them return
them immediately I don't need
old expired identification cards
they are voided non legal tender
for years I wondered who actually
took them and why thanks for
you threats it gave me clarity
J63 J52 J72 J58 J69 J34 J59
J67 J66 just how many identification
cards have you actually altered
Justice department can help
stop identification fraud scum
Circumstance encompassing around and flowing as the mill race in turbulent rolling curls,
Surges.' Forth to flow; and fall, visions issue with or without portent,
to my observation and my limited discernment.
Also fate makes it s call and then falls a power,
as do the oceans rearing ramparts downwards smash
On sand or shingle strands by night, by day, and twilight hours,
whilst magma as incandescent fire spouts and high hurled, red
In-veined opals show a pastel field green & blue
glistening inside more verdant hues, liquid colours flow as golden day
Ignites and shines, faint breaths of spring essay its designs
then retreat as the atmosphere chills, to threats of snow and sundry ills.
©Joe Maverick 18-2-2011
Stepping heavy as the burden of my heart breaks
Heartfelt, never made an effort that was half-hearted
enough to be coming at your heart in half-steps
Check my prints, my footsteps never matched them
The path I tread in , my only companion be my melodies
Like the walls of Jericho fell, fall and there falls the Pharoah
Threats of Violence don't scare me
Thye just make me very hard to deal with
Especially when the means you using be excessive
Like you obsessed with my arrest's
Interested Like all my Faith is
Dead without the works
God's the rod to my back still
Man my back hurts
the battles I lost them
look at the cost here
I'm seed that is fallow, the ground is Hallowed
Pride swallowed, I still feel and taste that sorrow
It's unlikely, it's not even like me
to be talking to mice like they're men and mighty
so i switch it up and doulble dip them
Top them like i'm talking to models
My Motto "Aqua, Contra, Quatra"
I never quench the Spirit
My Spirit serious enough to quench a series
Precise, precisely, ETA> exact time arrival
Man I'm past due i ain't even arrived yet
I couldn't defeat 'em, but I survived them
And I will>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Be the one Pitching the Team here
and if They wanna be the devil
Well I be the Devil
Serving Curve balls and Strikes down the middle
Big Brother don't feel my anger
Just feel the Power
Come on man don' you wanna share it
Cuz you be Preaching to me about being stingy
look I'm the Potter, your the vessal, you want some Honor
i don't ask for nothing, nathan
I just take you and feed you like i did the pheines then
You never know I just might be that tree man
Whispering up in a breeze in
And there boy
Up in the air with The Airforce
Like the 3rd World War
Destruction>--- Of -C-our-se
Death For-- S-ure
Form:
The fly in the ointment --
Introducing souls to their
Indwelling Christ Spirit
Is a positive change needed…
But it is not done by threats!
Not for fear of Biblical Damnation or
Annihilation (cut off forever from God’s
Grace). Love does not slander and condemn;
Love nurtures and uplifts --
Love is an eternal balm for physical and
Spiritual healing. Christ was
Thrown to crucifixion for
Not being Barabbas, a militant
Rebel-rouser. Christ did not
Advocate to break laws, to
Bring about great social change.
He did not support violent demonstration.
He said, give onto Caesar what
Is Caesar's – My Kingdom, Our Kingdom
Is not of this earth. Change self,
Change one’s own heart, and a better
World will follow. Love is not exclusive --
Love does not categorize nor make
Religious exemptions. Love is Love.
Love is God. If you hate millionaires,
Believe they are all evil, then become
A good one (I never got a job from a
Poor man) What! Too much actual
Work?! Flashier to talk loudly, vociferously
Complain? Consume one’s mind and heart with
Negativity and that is all you will
Have and all you will produce in
This world of unlimited blessed opportunity.
Let love, compassion be your first
Impulse toward every foul situation...if
Something else needed God will Guide
And protect one’s soul. His Will first! And not
Ours…. Christ never said, to love is
Universally Easy – but he did say, it is the only
Way to make a Statement of Heaven. We
Are called to something higher than any
Given moment. Learn how to Love. Parents,
Before anything else, teach your children
To Love. Love 101….
The most fundamental right we have
is to defend our precious lives,
a natural right to bear arms,
to fight those who would have us die.
Be it criminal or deep state,
(Sorry, I repeated myself),
we have the right to fight of those
who would subject us to sheer hell.
When all of the great tyrants have
disarmed those stuck under their thumb,
the idea of disarmament
strikes the mind as radically dumb,
the world can never be made calm,
the real threats will always be there,
powerful folk just want your guns
so they can leave you in despair.
If your country is doing this
then you’re living in tyranny,
that government should be abolished
or altered until you are free.
The lefties attack property,
it’s the oldest socialist line,
but when the state controls it all
I think you will quite quickly find
that you’ll have no security,
no resources for your own use,
if you complain and cry at this
the bastards just send in the troops.
we saw this in the Soviets,
Government does it all the time,
property doesn’t just help you live,
it helps to keep the state in line.
It gets in the way of their plans,
wraps them in red tape, slows them down,
and that’s despite the fact that you
have an utter right to that ground!
Did you not put the labor it,
to acquire things that you need,
why should some moocher come take it,
why should they not be made to bleed?
If your country is trying this
then you’re living in tyranny,
that government should be abolished
or altered until you are free.
CONCLUDES IN PART II.
Take me home again
to when I was a child
walking down that dirt road to a distant house,
where I grew up
under my grandmother’s watchful eyes.
Let me be that little girl
who knew I was loved.
Take me home again
to those carefree days of childhood innocence
playing in the backyard with my imaginary dreams
give me back that promise of the future
newly inspired by hope of fulfillment.
Let me be that child of change
unknowing the threats of the outside world.
Take me home again
where everything was new and possible
full of right and ringing loud of freedom,
give me back that unconditioned love
that my grandmother had come to America with.
Keep it safe, alive and living free
for my twilight years and the children still dreaming.