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To Reinterpret Human History

Voices verging on the shrill, too sharp
Sing the works of Handel and of Bach
Reminding us  of Christmas, love and death
The holy lamb of God born without wrath.

Gregorian chant   and Hebrew music share
Simplicity,  enchantment, music bare
If our  minds were locked into that sphere
Could we end the wars and relieve fear?

Opposing the desire for grace and  peace
Savage men  fire guns and never cease
Sinai, Salisbury Plain  now closed to man
Weapons tested  when they should be banned

Yet Jewish people never fought before
Except when called up in  the first world war
Assimilated ,workers, self effaced
Hitler   employed human sacrifice

Torture, murder, terror don’t improve
The minds  of the survivors as they brood
Cannibals ,slave masters, who are we
To  reinterpret human history?

The  end is near, prepare  your soul and heart
The  message of the Christ  from us departs
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member I Don'T Want To Leave My Home - 2

I breathe the beginning of new life in the spring
I feel the gentle gift of life giving rain
I see the newborn Fawn standing on her own
I plant the seeds of my hunger, hues of Flowers, easy on the Eyes
 
The warmth of the Summer Sun, heats my heart and Soul
The soft summer rain splashes in the Gardens
The vegetables grow while Flowers rainbow the scenery
The gentle wind whispers with the melody of the songbirds
 
As the Hues of the leaves sparkle along the Landscape
As fall's sunsets rainbow the colorful sights below
As the Northwind slowly begins to show it's rage
As nature's creatures scurry to fill for winter's wrath
 
When the winter wind begins to howl barren trees stand tall
When the angery snow defiles Mother Nature's Beauty 
When the Ice shimmers upon the frozen lakes
When I look  I see the beauty of my life, my Home

Premium Member Woman of Indiscretion

Proclaim thee a Lady? 
Oh, they of ignorant mind
Neither good or bad, but human, this man
Vexed of own passion, o' cunning love
Keep'st eyes blinded of all thy own wisdom and trust
Lest eyes well-seeing thy lady's foul faults shall find
Thy woman of past indiscretion, hath scarlet ribboned veins
Unknowing from whence cameth thou, she
Fancy fleeting bird be now belied
Wilt he never see her feathered locks,  promiscuity?... 
How  boldly foolish is his name!
That on himself such murd'rous shame commits
What haste and wile steals thy seasoned eye?
Yea, who tamed the sea, yet drowns in thee?
While wed to one, yet flys away
Against tongued wrath, society
Against cruel slander of thy fame
Against the wind, self dignity
Fancy fleeting bird wilt you, fly on scalded wings
With scandal your offerings 
Till own death near, to die in shame 'tis worth the game?
To shun the heaven that leads a man to hell?
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"Old English Scandal"  Lady Hamilton

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Promising Me Reward That's Full

December 15 Scripture Meditations Based on 2John

Key Verse – 2John 1:8 Look to yourselves, that we lose not those things which we have wrought, but that we receive a full reward.

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR PROMISING ME REWARD THAT’S FULL
		
Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your grace
Indeed free from corruption-trace
So abounding along Christian’s patient race
To strengthen my faith through biblical brace.

Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your peace
Indeed far from sin-caused disease
So refreshing against trial’s crease
To soothe my soul with divine serene grease.

Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your mercy
Indeed emptied from wrath-deficiency
So overflowing midst sorrows’ persistency
To exhort my heart midst encouraging fervency.

Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your blessing
Indeed packed from poverty-cursing
So nurturing by eternity’s pressing
To nourish my spirituality with wisdom nursing.

Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your victory
Indeed triumphant from disobedience-fury
So upholding despite transgressions’ misery
To uplift my commitment toward heavenly territory.

Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your delight
Indeed pure from grief-blight
So persevering upon joyfulness’ might
To cheer up my devotion along prayerful meditation insight.

Thank You for promising me reward that’s full of Your satisfaction
Indeed bountiful from discontentment-reaction
So rejuvenating by faithfulness’ fortification
To revive my service fire with love-fueled motivation.

December 15, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Insterdium Arti'Em

josip creir amor corvee'
ah do ye sing?
say corak tour corvee'
ye sing before the King!
es say ye do
Corvee' D'Amour si say ye sing
sing before me sing
say ye the king
who stand's before me
which words do you speak
then might I understand
who then adorn me than
speak admiration ye best of man
ah dew shi say ye ah
do speak and might I know
all before me
must bow in admiration
speak me as your King
Artem Corak bow
a mire and mortal man

FROM THE EPIC
"CLASHES IN THUNDER" BY
 DAYSAY HUMBLE, AND mEISE mANNDO
HE SHOUTS OF STRANGER THINGS
MIGHT HE MIND HIS AFFAIRS TO THOSE
BEST ABILITIES.
MAKE WAY FOR A CHAMPION
AFTER THIS RIFF WRATH HAS BEEN
EXFUNKED. aN ENCOUNTER THAT TOOK PLACE IN
" THE TIMES OF MIRE" WERE MEN GRAPPLED
TO DEVELOP AN ENDEARING RAPPORT.
wrest beneath me
vicariously
mire and moral man
dethrone me and be the King
champion above all men
which toils then to
be above
then be champion
Form: Ballad


Premium Member Forest's Memoirs


On the forest’s edge, colorful blooms thrive,
Startling my spirit, wakening my thirst,
For more than just a glimpse so I’ll survive,
Mystery of pines, laurels so well versed.

Trembling within me, a heartfelt prayer,
Dreaming of fate beyond this quiet path,
Kissing back the dew from soft dawn’s affair,
Seeing the urgency of twilight’s wrath.

While sun breathes out a trail of frothy vines,
Caressing the soul with its gentling song,
Pouring out hope that her blessing defines,
Crooning peace, lingering her whole lifelong.

Forest reveals silence who reflects stars,
While shadows will write the forest’s memoirs.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Flowers of Bliss

FLOWERS OF BLISS


The sky smothers the twilight glow,
unaware, in deep horizon
dark and dense clump of cloud is born.

The streaming storm begins to blow,
in the rage of the rushing wind
the placid pasture gets the grind.

Smokes of anger in mind billow
from flame stoked by blazing vengeance,
life turns a volcano at once.

Charcoal cloud fills the sky hollow,
the rains pour from the molten grey,
flood takes ruins of wrath away.

Burnt mind sinks in inner thought slow,
filled by the cool rains of remorse
the feelings flow in the right course.

After storm begins the night show,
stars glint in crystal firmament,
blue dusts drizzle from moon crescent.

Quiet happiness starts to grow
saplings with buds of love for all,
bloom as flowers of bliss in soul.

The sky smothers the twilight glow,
the streaming storm begins to blow.
Smokes of anger in mind billow,
charcoal cloud fills the sky hollow,
burnt mind sinks in inner thought slow.
After storm begins the night show,
quiet happiness starts to grow.

June 21, 2018
Syllable count checked on howmanysyllables.com
Form: Rhyme

The Riders of Death

Far away in the shadows on the hill..
The Riders of Death were born to kill
Into the night the road goes on..
And behind the people all gone

Their path lies not far ahead..
Shadows rise in the Land Of The Dead
Unseen behind the eyes of the enemy..
Looking through eyes that cannot see

And in their eyes far beyond recall..
As time catches up they shall soon fall
The fight goes on forevermore 
Into the Kingdom Of Death 'till they rise no more

Their footsteps of doom go on and on
As they leave their wrath in the land beyond
And their fear still grows in the Kingdom of Death
Those who remain 'till their last breath

And beyond the land of no return
The fire within in them it still burns 
All is lost for those who remain..
'Till the Riders of Death rise again

Journey To Ecstasy

J-ourney to endless ecstasy
H-as many muss and mess; 
O-ne world beneath the sky
S-hare the same loneliness.
I-t's the journey to paradise that man must tread on; 
E-arnest desire he must have in braving such hard horizon.

E-nter into the doorway
S-o you can walk the path; 
T-ry your best to follow, 
R-efraining from God's wrath.
A-ugust seventeenth day, 
D-eny not the command; 
A-llow your heart to obey, trust, love and understand.

V-oyage to the promised land
I-s short compared to eternity; 
L-ong life is the glorious prize, 
L-asting peace you shall see.
A-n open travel to forever
N-ever ever must man miss; 
U-ndertake to keep on
E-agerly seeking eternal bliss.
V-iew of the new heaven is full of wonder and beauty; 
A-im for victorious race, the journey to ecstasy.
Form: Acrostic

Leave Me Alone

Go away
Leave me alone
Never come back
Leave me alone

Driving me crazy
One day at a time
You're just an emotion
Making me blind

Get out of my head
Let me go on with my life
Before she up and leaves me
My unforgiving wife

Release me from these chains
And let me be free
Even if I end up alone
Away from this disease 

Honesty can't happen now
Sickness inside this beating heart
Trust is completely gone
We have to be apart

The sun will be setting soon
Let me finally choose a path
To try and turn back now
And hope to avoid the wrath

Of ten thousand voices
Playing in my head
Laughing and loving
Dancing in with the dead

Go away
Leave me alone
Never come back 
Leave me alone
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