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Premium Member Don'T Be Left Behind

~Don't Be Left Behind~
( Couplet)


Please don’t miss out and be left behind
Salvation only thru Jesus we can always find

Try not to do, what you know is not right
And pray to Jesus to keep you in His sacred light

Don't do evil and keep company with the wrong crowd
In front of our God we should be humbled not proud

The ways of the Lord are always good and perfect
He deserves all our unconditional love and respect

Find the Lord first and to you all His blessings He'll surely add
For your sins and mine He paid the price so we can be glad not sad

For the love of God we can come anytime  and have with Him eternity
Only through Jesus we can have Salvation, not in our own way and ability

We can not attain Salvation just by doing it with our own power or good
We're not good enough, just "God" is really good and perfect and that’s understood.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2006


February.25.2016


~Author's notes:

Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord. 
 1 Thessalonians 4:17  (NIV)

I tell you, in that night there will be two in one bed. One will be taken and the other left. There will be two women grinding together. One will be taken and the other left.” And they said to him, “Where, Lord?” He said to them, “Where the corpse is, there the vultures will gather.” 

Luke 17: 34-37 (NIV)

Because you have kept my word about patient endurance, I will keep you from the hour of trial that is coming on the whole world, to try those who dwell on the earth. 

Revelation 3: 10 (NIV)


“But concerning that day or that hour, no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. 

Mark 13:32 (NIV )


“Immediately after the tribulation of those days the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light, and the stars will fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens will be shaken. Then will appear in heaven the sign of the Son of Man, and then all the tribes of the earth will mourn, and they will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of heaven with power and great glory. And he will send out his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other. 

Matthew 24: 29-31  (NIV)
Form: Couplet


Voluntary Unconditional Surrender Woke

Voluntary unconditional surrender woke...,

Viz hitting yours truly,
when yokel egghead doth jinx
whereby ye cannot comprehend figurative
wimpy vainglory, unequivocally, tectonically,
smoldering resentments I stoke,

he doth bare his soul no joke,
no matter insight doth severely challenge
cyber surfing passersby, who attempt
to interpret courtesy
mental torture doth invoke

brutality, difficulty, futility gobbledygook,
heavily taxing your fifty 
plus shades of gray
I apologetically, grudgingly (ha),  
painstakingly, unwittingly... poke,

when mine broadcast 
red by anonymous folk
admittedly poetically trumpeting ambiguity
overlain donned with high falutin cloak
peace be with thee courtesy this bloke.

Electronic date/time stamp permeates
within copious, illustrious,
and porous corpus callosum
hemispheric spongy sinks

mister re: mysterious as Sphinx
validation indubitably backfires
invariably induces loosed
unicellular sized rat finks

cerebral blackout courtesy
one to many drinks,
envision sucker punched by
rockin sockin robots one named

Muhammad Ali t'other Leon Spinks,
or gordian knotted cognitive kinks
bajillion befuddled blinks,
albeit feeble analogy methinks
to render genuine concomitant

convoluted, mangled, twisted... (think
Möbius strip) sentiment
specifically linkedin with
sincere appreciation meant
pertaining to this gent

despite slight trepidation
as faux Geico petsmart agent
forced celibate nun sensical chap
considering entering convent
cloistered existence remaining

days of my life get spent,
where "15 minutes
might save me, not so shabby decent
15% or more on car insurance."

Paraphrase aforementioned Matt Speak
more easily succinctly understood,
versus gibberish as ????????
(i.e. the word Greek spelled in Greek)

essentially long in the tooth fella
self anointed literate sheikh
feeble flattered fungi with
average mushroom shaped physique
trends towards playfulness

in tandem with harmless streak
merely acknowledges how his unique
self expression oft times 
tongue-in-cheek
experiences giddiness at unsolicited
positive feedback versus he/she,

who doth bitingly, flagrantly,
outrageously, witheringly... critique
modesty misunderstood equivalent
of poetic (peekaboo) hide and seek  
to Dani body hook ken find me 
game to reveal me re: hide and seek.

Premium Member Listen To That Still, Small Voice


Proverbs 18:12 “Before destruction the heart of man is haughty, and before honour is humility.”

In the stillness of my senses, I hear a voice
the voice – often distant, giving me its opinion
when I look at the world and see, 
it is me that looks to be, the one I hear
telling me to give into the temptation to be
self-regarding, self-seeking, self-centered
greedy with my time, my kindness, my gifts
greedy, secretly greedy – so no one can see
what I often lack is an altruistic sincerity,
kindness that serves, giving into the voice
that is not really me – it is the One who I know
makes a way through the ego’s greed,
into the beautiful of mercy and grace, completing me
with a sensitivity that can only be found
when looking into the heart that has been reformed
by the gentle hand of One who died and bled,
One who spoke to my spirit when He said…

“let go of your pride – let go of your greed”
“listen to the wisdom of generosity”
“listen to the insights of One who died on a tree”
“listen to the understanding of compassion”

He told me that love is more than the voice I hear –
	the voice that tells me to make myself clear
		when all is said and done, it tells me to hear
			the selfishness of my tone, the egotism
that comes from knowing – it’s what I want, what I crave
what I covet, what I desire… 
	that are the most important to me when I ignore
		the voice deep within – the voice I hear, when
			I hear the love that rests in my spirit
when I let go of my pride, and hear what He’s revealing
through a compassion, a grace, an unending faith – love
that comes to say… 

on the cross, He made a way
on the cross, He came to say
whatever comes, just kneel and pray
to the One who refused to be self-seeking
with His love, His gift to all people…
	He silenced the doubting, the darkness, the greedy
		With LOVE – unconditional…

He taught us the meaning, of listening to that voice
the voice – the selfless pleading…
	spoken by the Creator who had a plan
		to restore each soul and I know He can
free us from our pride, our selfish greed
	change our entire lives, silence our egos
		and remind us what it means
to love beyond our greed – to love because all we need
is this Jesus who came to breathe…

life into those who believe, faith into those who see
the love that will ever be… the answer for you and me!

Spiritual Strategies For Trump Times

We're in the midst of trump times and 
We need to understand 
That that individual in the White House 
Is not a righteous man 
He's all about division, discord 
And disarray 
And when a domestic terror act occurred 
He did not have much to say 
White nationalists staged a rally to keep 
A confederate statue in place 
No regard and no respect for any other 
Ethnicity nor any other race 
A group of anti- protesters were in a
Peaceful march as well 
Until a nationalist in a car mowed them down 
Causing utter hell

We're in trump times the country's 
Moral barometer has done a reverse 
We're in trump times trust and believe
It can only get worse
Threats against the North Koreans 
Who are launching potential weapons to kill
Instead of using diplomacy 
Trump wants to assert his will
On the precipice of what could 
Possibly become world war 3 
What should we do?
What are our spiritual strategies? 

One, we would do well to accept
The invitation from Christ our Savior
To worship, witness and walk
With a Christlike behavior
We need God to remind us
That we are not alone
And never ever forget that its He
Who sits on the throne 
God is in charge He's still in control
Hopefully He'll work on presidents
Trump and Kim Jong Un souls 

Two, we need gather together in 
Remembrance of He
Jesus the Christ who died
To give us the victory
To eat of the bread and drink of the wine
Remnants of His body and blood 
To examine our own hearts
And acknowledge His unconditional love
To stay in touch with reality 
To remember our past and our pain
Of the slavery that is still on American
A badge of shame

Let us never forget 
what has come to pass
Let us never forget Jesus 
and the love for us He has
For when we remember we reestablish 
All truths and how they came to be
And no tweet will erase nor change
The true reality 

Trump talks about fake news
But free press will prevail 
As only free press stops a nation from 
Becoming a dictatorship from hell

Spiritual strategies for trump times 
We need to realize 
We need to stay united
And keep our eyes on the prize 
Let us never forget the blood 
That was shredded and the sacrifice
Let us never forget that for our sins
Jesus gave His life
Let us look past skin color
And ignore race 
Let us remember God 
Who gave us His infinite 
Mercy and Grace

Suicidal Ideation March 30th, 2022 Linkedin

Suicidal Ideation March 30th, 2022 linkedin...
to mein kampf insync with mine body dysmorphia

After reading articles
published within April 4/11 2022
of The Nation
I challenged the efficacy
taking prescription medication
categorized as SSRIs 
and/or SNRIs.

Unpleasant side effects
such as earth shaking dreams
and/or especially hefty weight gain 
linkedin with former 
comprising my daily cocktail 
of approved prescription medication
courtesy nurse practitioner.

Deliberation about courting death rooted
throughout mine psyche 
fueling sinister chortle
at least since bout with anorexia nervosa,
but... maybe ginned blood,
sans umbilical cord transfused in utero aortal,

though long since recovered, the intractable,
haunting specter, sans grim reaper
intertwining within every fiber of this mortal
rooted, grounded deep, and branched out
into each nook and cranny portal.

Said notion provoked,
when made painfully aware
youngest daughter (aged twenty three)
plagued with similar thoughts,
damn genetics did maliciously engineer

clutching telephone while
seated at edge of chair
did apologetically, despairingly,
grievously... did air
pestilential, penitential, plenipotential... scare

re: distraction and understandable fear,
she might unwittingly plunge
into hopeless abysmal despair
falling prey into irrevocable
deathly hallows lair,

though kudos for her
from me, this sole Harris heir
to communicate, (albeit
hesitantly) into mine ear
suddenly wishing thy

Shayna Punim to be near,
but residing (about three hour drive
southeast of Portland, Oregon)
with my kid sister, attentive to welfare,
a sibling whose persona

doth show tender loving care
and concern, this papa
felt reassured there
would be every action taken
with sixth sense to beware

lest progeny exhibits
pointedly obvious lurching career
dramatic slide in tandem
with Old Rotten Gotham
into behavioral sink
emergency measures sibling
immediately would commandeer,

hence somewhat relieved thee dear
beloved progeny receptive to hear,
this dada expressed his unconditional love,
and grateful psychological intervention 
offspring boldly did declare

indicative professional help volunteer
really asserted necessary to stave off
how dice throw of fate unfair
to said lass, whose demise,
would abruptly kill this sonneteer!
Form: Rhyme


These Teardrops Were Meant To Fall

You never cease to amaze me with your powerful, awesome poetry
It fades away my depression and anxiety as my fretfulness and fears dissipate
You never please evilness and malice in your words of peaceful liberty
You throw shades at negativity and uplift with your positivity with your words of shameless love and no hate

Your state of mind is extremely, purely surreal and beautiful
You’re a poetess of plenty of wise words from high above
You never hesitate to shine bright, straight from your precious soul
You’re a progress marked with unconditional love

These teardrops are meant to fall, but all and all,
They fall away just like my disarray and dismay this shimmering May
The moment I saw your words, I stand oh so tall
Your unique forgiveness is a shimmering sea in my mind’s eye today

These torn-up teardrops were meant to fall
The moment my silly, foolish heart fell almost apart
But, sorrow from within faded away after all
You restored grace and hope to my verses from the start

I weep rivers of radiance, rolling around in the deep
The afternoons and nights spent with me, reading your lines of poetic passion
I cry away the tears of hopelessness that I do reap
The tunes of heaven’s heights couldn’t get higher the moments I witness your compassion

These teardrops were meant to fall, I’m meant to stand tall and all
And rise up like the sun-drenched sunrise minutes after dawn
You turned my grief into happiness and made me tread the hopeful hall
And I will climb mountains and roam forests to move on

You never fail to amaze me with your play with words so clever and sweet
You never make me feel disappointed and deceived by your poetry’s pensive, positively provident beat
This is my delightful dedication to your poems of peace that diminishes the chaotic dread
This is my inspirational, motivational words for you to be hopeful and happy for what lies ahead

Thank you for all you do by sharing your genuine, genius grace
It’s awe-inspiring, jubilant people like you that make this life’s race
Worth running for, worth keeping my steady, yet swift pace
I can’t help but adore this everlasting joy in my heart and it’s like a much-needed, family-fervent embrace!

- this poem is dedicated to my awesome poetess friend on Facebook, Lora Lee, who writes wondrous words in poetic form. I wrote this poem at work today.
Form: Rhyme

My Heart Forever Be---Sealed

Trust and Believe

As within this life
I have been through
Allot.. as many have too

But tell me…
How do you
Allow yourself to love
To I mean Really be in love…
To Trust and believe

As I met..
Tis Radiant Man online..
He shined his light
Love ever so Bright
filled the air…
also deep within my heart

time after time tho
He tried to convince me
That he Loved me so
That His heart is True…

Because within this life
I have been hurt more
Than I can say…
Even as this man
Told me 
he too… had been this way

But than as this man
Kept telling over
 and over again
his Love tis True…

I still had my doubts..
I thought… hmmm 
he playing games
with my heart strings
Smile..

or perhaps Teasing me… 
many ways… some play 
these Love games 
Smile..

Perhaps he just a dream
Imaginary… within my Mind 
Perhaps playing mind games… 
Smile…
Just to maybe see
If he could get me
To fall in-love with him

But then… as he…
bestowed 
unto me 
Words from his Heart
Truth in love
At that moment
I realized I too
Have been so in love with you.. 

I realize I do… 
I behold Love of truth 
just for him
as a woman would her man
and with him… 
being a man would love his woman
two together us too in Truth… You & Me
Treasures of Blessing in Love

As I realized 
He Does… He does…
He Beholds love of truth 
For me… me…
What a Honor.. a Blessing
To find one whom is true
Really True…
One Whom really Loves me
For me…
And I behold the same
For him…

But Tis isn’t it Funny how life is…
For after I told him..
I realized yes.. he is True
I believe him… I do…
I trusted… I found yes… 
I knew.. he was telling me the truth
That yes… he loves me… 
as much as I love him

But then…
I went to tell him so
That is when..
I found… He left… 

Now again… tis be… 
As I wonder graciously
Picking up my heart 
 Where he left… me..

I realize now…
Never shall I allow
For my heart to be 
Swept away… taken again
Only my heart tis will forever be
Given to Our Fathers son..
Completely…

Come to Jesus
For Jesus is Honest and True
He would Never leave me… nor you
His Love is Unconditional.. True

Come to Jesus 
His Love is True
He will Never leave 
Nor forsake YOU

As for my heart tis be
Forever be Sealed... 
With the Holy Spirit of Promise
Jesus Christ
God Glorious Love of Truth...
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What Happened To the Love

You know the feeling
When you getting dressed
You going out
So you have to impress
If everything goes right 
Then there goes your success
When you enjoy the date it makes you happy and smile
You haven't felt a live like this in a while 
Happiness got behind you 
But love trying to find you (you)

What happen to the love?
Why isn't displayed
When it comes to loving God
We try to throw shade(throw shade)
We act shamed 
We fill that Void
That others left in vein
Where's the love 
It doesn't feel the same
A relationship that we should be committed
To living right and doing right
We represent with great sight

Trying to work it out all for the Good
Even when things are not going
The way we think it should 
Nobody's perfect
It takes two to make it
I got to admit
Fall to my knees
Give him Thanks
For planting the seeds 
And not letting me sank
I want to be happy
I want God to be happy too
Dont be discouraged 
He still loves you
He loves us unconditional
Regardless of what we've done 
He is the father
And he speaks through us through his Son 
Just like any relationship
He wants us to have fun

What happen to the love?
Why isn't displayed
When it comes to loving God
We try to throw shade(throw shade)
We act shamed 
We fill that Void
That others left in vein
Where's the love 
It doesn't feel the same
A relationship that we should be committed
To living right and doing right
We represent with great sight

In a relationship
You want to be excepted
Not an empty space
Dont want to be neglected
Even when life gets hectic
Pray and talk to him
You wont regret it 
Where is the love 
That made you excited
Light the fire ?? in your heart 
You cant hide it
Someone who except your flaws
And make you flawless
The cost that is you can't believe it its costless 
Just prove that  unconditional what you want
He understands
He's your supply
Waiting for your demand
To seek after him do all you can

What happen to the love?
Why isn't displayed
When it comes to loving God
We try to throw shade(throw shade)
We act shamed 
We fill that Void
That others left in vein
Where's the love 
It doesn't feel the same
A relationship that we should be committed
To living right and doing right
We represent with great sight

Repeat until chorus fades
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
10/4/2015
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Irreconcilable Paradox

*Image of Paradox of a Mindfoolness.


Irreconcilable Paradox

The midnight sun casts about clear shadows amidst a
     twilight noon, 'tis yesterday.
The windy gale brews, astir none to wake the quietude,
     America's Guy Fawkes Day.
Watched I the beautiful orange sunset rise up above the
     rolling hills flat opened field.
Leaving my umbrella sorted at home, danced I out into
     the deluged rain spots yield. 


Ambling I briskly stood alone in a crowd, as a quandary
     cleared ere me from behind.
Menacing maintaining all matters determined found I at
     a total loss to ideas sublime. 
Brooding of the things I yet can do yesterday, I hurried 
     along to finalize nothing else.
In my rush to the airport, boards I, a train that went the
     other way past fields of elms.


My new schedule should get me to my appointment in
     the nick of time, one day late.
Know I will get that new job for 'tis the first time work I
     there as of prior' year to date.
Been unemployed for straight five years, works I out and
     in exclusively hands-on daily.
My legs are stronger as a direct cause of that makes me
     feel sick for I am e'er healthy.


Speaking on health, the car insurance is fully paid but
     wonders I, much is still owed.
On the subject of owing, our daughter's graduation day is
     today, four candles a-glowed.
The court speaking, arrangement rose criminal charges
     the prosecution, never violets.
Friends and I went to a drive-in, saw an old film just cast,
     our Model-T's all on autopilots.


In the end, we all walked out as unconditional strangers,
     familiarities sensed a oneness.
E.g.; If hail treasures of an emptied chest wouldst naught
     crusheth e'er emphatic dream.
Thence bandied wordings lay straightforwardly ere wee
     tilt scale rove archaic extreme.
The farcical tale wove abstractly, yet absolutes resolved
     parodies sage distinctiveness.


2022 February 15
*1st Place*
This or That, Vol 10
~~Edward Ibeh: Judged 2022 March 02


*NOTE: I've portrayed the extremities of paradoxes distinctive values as self-defining based on its own merits, my placement via its close proximity to its opposite, validifies that point, whereto, abstracts become absolutes distinguishing their individualism.
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""(H)ONEST-GOD ((O))PEN-(((W)))ILLING-All-WAYS-HOPEFUL;
HONOR-LOVE-HIS HEAVENLY; CREATOR-PROVIDING "~" (~) "~" 
ETERNAL "~" (~) "~" HUMBLY-ABIDING-HIMSELF FOR-HIS-OWN 
"REACHING" "~ (~) ~" ACCEPTING "~ (~) ~" always-what-Hate; 
cannot - born-of LOVE, Grace-UNCONDITIONAL; THE-DEVOTIONAL 
LIFE; HIS-FREE-SPIRIT, man-forged-sent-into-the-mixture; 

"~ (~) ~" ENTRUSTED "~ (~) ~"

Faith-instilled-Faith Evolving-IS--HIS-PERFECTED "HIS CHILDREN"

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The-Desire... Pureness; Of-Man - 

GRACE-MERCY-CONSIDERED - 

MERCY/FORGIVENESS/PEACE
PARDON/PONDERED/LOVE-
SURRENDERED... OFFERED;

INNOCENCE-DELIVERED,
JESUS... THE-EXAMPLE - 

So-through HIM-ETERNITY - 

"THUS; THE-BOLDNESS "OF" MAN!""

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Date December 19th 2010: http://www.whitehouse.gov/thank-you
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=269101
Plus a copy of this reference to being mailed.
Time today is: 306 AM first message same one mailed after second one to the 
President at 3:36 AM or around there about: 
http://www.whitehouse.gov/thank-you
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