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Premium Member Father In Heaven

Father In Heaven

Further searches our Father inspects us creator of all (US) our Father
Appropriate Father consulting free will giver of free souls our Father
Troubled souls evaluate comes to terms to Our Daddy God our Father
Higher moralities face in earth and in space Jesus Magistrate this world
Enlightened souls assess, address the openness of His truth our Father
Regular checkups reprimand many chance to be rebirth again our Father

Internal repress suffer; stop repent start over God love in earth and heaven
Nameless kindnesses aspire to take your souls higher above in heaven

Humble digs paced heaven our eternal home the believer rome in heaven
Emotional repress determine by our feelings spirit flung new home in heaven
Ambitious hopes intend Our heavenly Father of all and Abraham
Very souls flavor choices life or death, giver of ALL breathe in earth
Earlier moralities focus on forgiveness eternal life in heaven
Neurological consults preside choosing life over death eternal life in heaven



3/10/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Form: Acrostic


Father's Day

Faith filled fervency in fellowship with family and friends 
Always advising with amazing authority and austerity 
True pastor-teacher and talented Jack of all trades
Humble, honest and handsome, he is my hero 
Exemplary evangelist with experience and excellence 
Robust and reliable, he restlessly runs our residence 
Sincere, skilful, smart and sharp-witted with a sensitive side

Dynamic, dauntless and dear, he has a distinctive personality 
Articulate and able, ablaze with abiding, ardent love 
Yeah, he loves yard work and yearns for yonder heaven.


05.17.2021


For L Milton Hankins' "A tribute to fathers" contest
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member The Garden Path

That damn weekly times (circa 1900), 
Afternoonified with Gigglemugs
sending me off my chump
Editors Half-rats, Not up to dick,
the meater.

Genderfied, I am
A woman of incredible script,
stylograph committed,
deemed a whooperup,
yet her prose is
umble-cum-stumble.

The longing expressed
through the lovers eye
poked-up the meater,
who Batty fanged my dyke
with his footle 

His "Enthuzimuzzy"
was unwarranted
and the mutton shunters were called
Collie shangles erupted
yet concede he did

overcome with blue devils
He purchased my script
published it last page
like a Skilamalink

I cared and did not
for published I was 
weekly times circa 1900
I bested the ragger





Rough translation - deceived
  
that damn weekly times editors
all snobbery and fake smiles
sent me crazy
The editors drunk, and unwell
he's a coward

I am a woman
a writer, a poet
committed to my craft
deemed inferior
yet my writings are 
thoroughly understood

The topic in question
a female lovers romance
embarrassed the coward
who thoroughly thrashed my lover
with his nonsense

Ohh the insulting "enthusiasm"
was not necessary
the police I did call
heated arguments won the battle
and he apologised - albeit begrudgingly

His saddened state, 
as he was forced 
to take my manuscript
and publish it in the back
like some dirty secret.

Last page was bothersome
yet published I was
in the weekly times no doubt, 
as I defeated that trouble making editor
fun

Premium Member A Recipe For Humour

These humorous lines were inspired by
Viv Wigley's "Food Fight" contest. 
Could not resist the temptation:)
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Lettuce pray before eating.
He likes rabbit, but can’t stand hair in stew.
A carrot is worth its weight in gold.
To lam a lamb? Terrible!!
Is it wise to pare a pear before eating?
Chopin onions – not musical but certainly tearful!
The bull’s life is at steak.
Cross my heart said the honest brussel sprout. 
The pig was too thin...that saved his bacon.
Wearing a bird costume sent me raven mad.
Buy caviar from stir gin’s row.
The servant was maid to eat umble pie. 
She could hardly talk after eating hoarse meat.
He’s wrapped up in his food.
Humbug! This is apple sauce!
Excitement in the kitchen – fat in the fire.
A flounder struggles to walk. It’s flat footed.
I enjoyed my drink – pleased as Punch. 
One look at the dessert...I scream!
Take the guilt off the gingerbread. 
I invited the golfer to high tee.
Take your plaice at the table; we’re eating fish today.
Open the lid and reveal some of the meat. 
What a pity! The gobbling turkey had a lump in its throat. 
The peacemeal destroyed our friendship.
Make no bones about filleted fish. 
Next time just ask for dessert; don’t mince words.
Keep your eye on the roast, or else it will go to pot.

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Placed 3rd
© 28th December 2017

The Eagle Has Landed

"The Eagle has landed”

Apollo 11 lunar module named “Eagle”
prediction defied naysayers ain't no boon
dog gull announced successful landing
while voice of Ole Blue eyes did croon

in Sea of Tranquility on moon
sometime about high noon
halting advancing armies
from one after another platoon
set down pontoon

bridges across the river Kwai (dune
axe why, the spatial event
July 20, 1969 witnessed great withered
figureheads regaled American dignitaries
even many an centenarian old prune,

plus lovely bones as skeletal rune
none other than remains formerly
Robert Hutchings Goddard exhumed
subsequently astronaut Neil Armstrong

uttered "That's one small step for man,
one giant leap for mankind,"
though skeptics good n plenti
claimed hue moon phase
would never become crater!

Three astronauts gravitated,
celebrated accomplished fete
instrumental proffering accolades
glock o' spiel trumpeted didgeridoo
courtesy King of rock and Queen

arduous encapsulated endeavor
spurred ravenous appetite
they got the moon cheese
lunar than later nibbled moonpie
washed down with spot of tea.

Heroes welcome greeted
podcast linkedin crew
upon their successful
accomplished impossible mission
returned to umble Earth
bootlegged moonshine stowed
within light saddle

sore ring hearts skipped beat
felt over the moon,
nonetheless by George underwent
thoroughly good medical examination
afflicted with minor malady,
not deemed more serious
than cardiovascular lunar tick.

Fast forward Fifty Earth orbitz chock
full of journeys light years distant pock
marked little uninhabited rock
quite quaint outer limits mostly schlock
of twilight zone by Spock,
he of Starship Enterprise.

No hint what prospects doth lie ahead
for future generations, centuries after
present madding crowd long since dead
yes, the space travel science fiction
authors flesh out today
will arrive within blink, whereby
fantasy with reality will wed.


Linda-Marie Coffee...

L inda-Marie Instantly
A wakens the mind and shares coffee
U would be instantly delighted so
G rab a great cup and join the table
H umble with a smile we sat a while
S haring our sugars and cream
! and parting the SeeS, Mose did agree
T his is a friendship that is good indeed
SO in the UP of Poetry, Mose stirred the Soup
And instantly....
Linda-Marie Poetess extra-extraordinaire!

Sweetheart of the Soup Write Hear, and I,
;Put our mugs up in the air to cheer!
..... More Cream and Sugars dear?

Hugs the Moses!... ;)
He picked our Knows... lol!
What a sweet instant cup can be!

A dedication to my friends,
Poetess and Mose :) What a pleasure to read them.
© Izzy Gumbo  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Radhika Teacher

Rare to see a beautiful soul like her who is
Aglow inside out, admirable and amiable. A teacher so
Dedicated, for us students who seek music, she is
Humble, hospitable, affectionate and compassionate. 
In times of stress from humdrum of life, her music class is the
Key to unlock the door to a verdant idyll of peace where
A symphony of harmonious notes bloom and waft in air like

The sweet aroma of hope that pure fresh jasmines diffuse. 
Ever smiling and cheerful, my teacher welcomes us to the class
And along with her, we drift across unexplored realms of music. A
Child-like innocence and a winsome smile adorns her graceful face. 
How blessed am I to be her student, I thank God from my heart. An
Epitome of kindness, she showers her blessings to all. Our dear
Radhika teacher, we adore you forever for your steadfast love!
Form: Acrostic

Release Bravado

Wonder what joys may we proclaim
Endure love, happiness, peace and freedom

Whether it be through storm, struggle or strife.
Inhibit not your pain; temporally numb 
Limit only nothing 

Partake among the otherwise eluded
Articulating silence
Regret not, revel now—present tense  
Today may you last all through tomorrow's night
Yell in tongues at everyone about everything excellent 

Land fear; collect with them
It feels what they feel
Kindle as one like bundles
Exclaim freely without shame

Terify us
Humble us
Entertain us
Respect us
Enjoy us
Show us 

Never give up faith
Over foolish doubt

Touch magic 
Observe miracles 
Manifest judgment 
Order infatuation 
Redevelop belief 
Rejoice collectively 
Objectify all fear, release veracious bravado and, 
We will party like there's no tomorrow.

11/05/16
Julia Ward Contest
Form: Acrostic

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