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My life was in shambles
But then I discovered.
I couldn't get over her
My heart had to recover.
My days were filled with sadness
My life was in ruins.
I couldn't do anything right
I had no idea what I was doing.
The days seemed to get longer
They just didn't end.
Life got so hard without
My soulmate & best friend.
The nights were even worse
I couldn't get any rest.
I missed my wife, with her cover-hogging self
& her sweet caress.
I couldn't concentrate
I had too much heartache.
My heart was hurting too much
It was too much to take.
My eyes were red
From all the crying I had done.
My soul became empty
I withdrew from everyone.
My family reached out to me
But I too far gone.
I contemplated suicide
I had no will to go on.
My children worried about their father.
Why is he acting this way?
Their innocence couldn't comprehend
Why I was in such disaray.
The few friends I had called
& I didn't answer.
This heartache I was dealing with
Was an emotional cancer.
I finally had an epiphany
I knew what I had to do.
I had to get her out of my mind
& come to grips that we were through.
I prayed for understanding
& for inner peace.
The Lord heard my prayers
& this heartache was released.
He gave me a new strength
That I never knew I had.
God made me realize
That my life isn't so bad.
He took away the dark cloud
That had consumed my soul.
He gave me a new way of thinking
Gave me more control.
He took the frown away
That was on my face.
He replaced it with a smile
Because now I live in his grace.
He knew my love for her was real
He knows I'll always love her.
But God's kept me sane
& he's helping my heart recover.
Have you ever stood still—
noticing the sudden absence
of what once followed you everywhere?
We think we know the reason.
We stitch guesses into tidy shapes,
as if they could fill the hollow
left behind.
But truth is slippery—
most times,
we can’t hold it at all.
We are meant to lift each other,
not pile stones in the way
of someone else’s climb.
So—
gentleness can outlast anger.
A patient tone
travels farther than a shout.
Carry a lamp in open palms,
not judgment clenched in fists.
This was never a wage to earn—
only a space to offer,
and a gift that cannot be traded.
Perhaps the shadow withdrew
because the burden bent its back,
or because it needed
quiet hands
to piece together what had shattered.
And maybe—just maybe—
it will return,
changed by distance,
tempered by the places it’s walked.
Some still whisper in dim corners,
but the one who stepped away?
They speak now
where the light is full and warm.
*Image of Hawaii State Flag & State Motto/Seal by Pixabay.
The Great Mahele
The Hawaiian islands were overwhelmed,
In the year eighteen hundred forty-three,
Hawaiians were prisoners, promptly held,
By Captain George Paulet a Lord he'd be.
Constraining the islands for his monarch,
Accusations formed by Richard Charlton,
The islands British Consul a suave shark,
Aberrant land swindler cursed charlatan.
Prod Captain British subjects land taken,
Put was U.S. Captain Long ne'er meddle,
Commodore Kearny's U.S. warships end,
Six months seizure--awards a nonmetal.
Paulet cut our flags Union Jack now flys,
In part plus changing words immortalize.
2021 November 16
"Ua mau ke ea o ka aina i ka pono." (Hawaiian)
"The life (or sovereinty) of the land is perpetuated in righteousness." (English)
Hawaii's State Motto/Creed and Hawaii's State Seal
King Kamehameha III, of The Kingdom of Hawaii, said those words as part of his message to the people of the Hawaiian kingdom after British ships withdrew rather than risk conflict with America. The acts of the usurpers caused the king to establish "The Great Mahele", giving land to the commoners, whereto, I'm now a benefactor thereof.
King Kamehameha I friendship with England caused the inclusion of The Union Jack as part of Hawaii's State Flag. It has eight stripes of white, red, and blue that represent the eight main islands. The Union Jack flew o'er the islands during the seizure, but the Hawaiian Flag was restored after it was learned that England never sanctioned the occupation.
we stirred our cauldrons in earthy heat
buck and goats gave sweet meats
stories around bonfires our grandma’s told
holding us close dearly, as we boldly unfold
across brown hills we trekked with our shields
seeking fresh rivers and green hills for yields
found wild red roses as we danced with drums
porcupine quills giving us thrills, alongside plums
across Africa’s heart we bled our treads
found our queens, their tribal dresses intact
hands were painted, herbs on their heads
everlasting were ancestral wisdoms a fact
myriads of flora and fauna gave us inspiration
spiralling our spirits across continent’s populations
rainbow dues blood red with orange sunsets
emerald were hearts until we reached the north
here crimson held cobalt and pale blue hues
peacock feathers fluttering fell into wild heather
often we held reviews, as warring tribes withdrew
rise was our inspirational purpose, wearing loin leather
from belly to heart to throat and foreheads
immaturity an impetus for evolutionary expansion
our whole was greater than sum parts with four legged
adventure, surrender, boundlessness our
satisfaction ~
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Fabric Art Wall Tapestry : Appliqué & Image Embroidery : ‘From the Belly of Africa we Rise’ : Ghairo Daniels : 2020
Canvas & Carpet with various fabrics & haberdashery : feathers, beads, sequins, ribbon, buttons, porcupine quills : 105 x 105cm
Style: Expressionist Story Quilting
Source : Private : LINK TO PICS AT COMMENTS SECTION OF POEM
Placed : 7th Premier Contest
Sponsor : Brian Strand : April 26
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When we two parted, the dawn was gray,
No bird sang softly to ease the day—
Only the hush where tears might fall,
And love, too frail, forgot it all.
Your eyes were oceans gone to sleep,
Their tides withdrew, their silence deep;
I watched them fade, I could not stay—
The heart breaks quietly that way.
The rose I held has turned to dust,
Its petals whisper what I must:
That even stars, when love is through,
Burn out remembering the hue.
Now every dusk recalls your face,
Each twilight bears your faintest trace—
I reach, but find the empty air,
And know your soul is nowhere there.
When we two parted, time stood still,
The moon looked down, the world was ill—
And though my lips no more implore,
I shall be lonely evermore.
Though surrounded with love I am alone,
since that tragic day in my childhood life;
I watched my sister die with a last moan,
the horror stabbed my heart with a sharp knife.
I went silent from that day, I withdrew,
soon, I spoke but was shattered in my mind;
often I feel put together with glue.
in time my sadness and my words entwined.
And a poet was born out of great grief,
like a boat forgotten and weather-stained;
I have floated far and wide like a leaf,
ruined- with a beauty hard to explain.
Heard a poet must suffer to write well;
so no wonder to this fate- I have fell.
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May 12, 2019
Poetry/Sonnet/Life Spent Alone
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1143-765-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Choices Poetry,
Inspiration Picture #2- Life Spent Alone
sponsor, Sara Kendrick
First Place
It's Over
she froze
her rose
his rope
his hope
his mire
desires
for he
a flea
on leaves
he sleaze
on whims
for him
rides mule
cruel
all jive
he thrives
no love
just shove
His run
his fun
she says
today
no more
implore
no more
front door
she walks
his talk
and flicks
his wick
3/19/17
Note-I just withdrew this poem from contest. What precipitated
this move is that a member wrote in her comments the poem wasn't
cookie worthy. Construed or misconstrued, I didn't take kindly
to her comment. She got her wish. It's over. According to her I
need help. So be it. Tell her she won. Save to archives.
When young, I recall that I once read That fools rush in where angels fear to tread
To every thing there is a time and a season* I experienced a time I was ill-equipped, unprepared.
Some 50 years ago, at a rehab house in Chicago I joined the leader and others praying for him
He was addicted to drugs among other things Perhaps the leader was well equipped for the task,
But as for me, I soon realized that I was in over my head That was when he cast his eyes on me and went on lockdown
He looked neither at nor even through me, but upon and within me I would love to say that I pushed back and demolished a citizen from hell,
But that is not a story that I can stick to, because 'fear' pushed me Backwards. Immediately, I felt like being in a zone of darkness, an evil
Presence, never before encountered. I recall that the faith-filled leader was Intent on casting out one or more demons, and I do not remember if any
Departed, but that I was taken aback and withdrew. And for certain, there was At least one thing that I took away with me, forever sealed in my heart.
I have shared Christ in deep dens of despair, shame, and sin, but there are Some dark places that I do not feel free to descend.
110320PSCtest, Hello Darkness My Old Friend, Anthony Biaanco *Ecclesiastes 3:1
Knowing exactly what he was supposed to do
Yet from this responsibility he suddenly withdrew
Boarding a ship and heading the other way
For Jonah was running so he wouldn't have to obey
And there at the very bottom of that ship he lay
Even as the ship began to violently rock and sway
But all the sailors knew with such fear in their eyes
Just as Jonah himself would also come to realize
So they took Jonah and threw him over the side
Into that stormy ocean so dark deep and wide
Soon to be swallowed by a very large whale
So many people think this is just an old Bible tale
But for three long days in that belly would he lay
As later he would do that just as God would say
Then on that third day he was finally set free
And headed straight to Nineveh ever so quickly
Are you also running from what God has said
Doing only what you really want to do instead
Maybe this would be a good time to admit
Before another such storm would also hit
Jonah 1:2
Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and cry against it;
for their wickedness is come up before me.
Knowledge is not wisdom just as seeing is not believing
It's just the matter of some in so to be as so deceiving
Knowledge is of the world where wisdom's purely divine
In when being unfurled knowledge loses all of it's shine
God's has the Best Advice for those who are truly wise
His Son paid our price, one day all will come to realize
But seeing isn't believing as is the knowledgeable fate
satan so easily deceiving those with just such a trait
Wisdom will never change and will judge your very way
Thinking God was strange you thought best to just stray
Knowledge will judge you and you'll be held in contempt
From Jesus you withdrew in such a worldly type attempt
In now so headed for death I call out your name so loud
As to where I'm all out of breath and others in the crowd
In knowing the wrong book you will fail the whole lesson
I knew satan was a crook he took your every last blessing