Although I do believe that ET was a very good movie,
I'm not convinced that there are aliens anywhere out there.
I believe that earthlings are now bound by the Law of Gravity.
I believe in what the Bible teaches about an event called RAPTURE.
I believe that Christians will be 'CAUGHT UP' at God's appointed time.
I believe that God has mysteries and scrolls yet unfolded and unrevealed.
The last trumpet will sound, and Christians will be, not beamed up like ET,
but changed momentously. Defying gravity, RAPTURE will be our exit mode.
Categories:
momentously, christian, god, heaven,
Form: Free verse
He looked beyond those flaws
To gain the needed
understanding which was
Required to fix those flaws
That made the sound of a
Great song more perfect,
More defined and more
Liked, loved and needed.
His study of natural things
Like animals, streams, and
Storms, lead him to look
At making the song more
Rythmic and flowing.
Wanting each instrument
To compliment the other
And not having an audience
Miss when certain instruments
Weren't used in certain spots.
He would have the string accompany
Each exit and would have woodwinds
To introduce each rythmic change.
Bassy enough to move you
And treble enough to invite you.
Loud enough to mean business
But queit enough to allow
The songstresses and singers
To be heard.thus to make perfect
The intro beganing and the
Exitiously end..A pause to
Start each stanza, momentously
Enough to let the persucions
Perseade the need of a new
Beganning.
This must be done to create
The perfection needed to rework
Lyrics from interpret scripts.
And needed to allow a smooth
Flow in each translation.
Categories:
momentously, jobs, music, perspective, romantic
Form: Ballade
Moonbow magic held me spellbound,
Momentarily enthralled, I climbed to new heights,
Momentously inspired, I painted the ultimate,
Making magic with oranges, reds, and pinks shooting
Magically into a dark, happy, explosive background
Mystically honored, I watched my dendrites bring forth that
Merriment which I could have never brought forth without
Moonbow magic that set inspiration on a
Mystical, magical,rejuvenated path of pure enthusiasm
Maximizing my poet's heart.
Categories:
momentously, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
surrendering in blind faith
seeking genuine serenity
afraid deep down
to let go without reservation
to the point it may
change my life momentously
that it may change everything
thinking i’m not ready
AP: 1st place 2020
Posted on March 18, 2019
Categories:
momentously, faith, introspection, life, meaningful,
Form: Free verse
A slice of is figment is not stone carved melon nor mould of moon cake nor is it moaning marbles moving momentously. It is fascinating to note that steam rolling over headlines using big heavy wheels can induce a certain amount of jelly, carbonated drinks, hexagonal fishcakes, and seaweed to jump from the cupboard climb out of packets and sing very loudly in simultaneous song. The voice of a vortex is a visionary visualising vivarium vicariously vibrating vocabulary. And all the while the little letters let linking lemurs laugh. Lemurs laugh lovingly and love is not an itemised bill with googly eyes nor is it a meter reading a tome. So all hail in a pail for a puffing puffin is chewing on a boiled sweet today. Hahaha millionaire millipede moving many mice. Hahaha a pair of eagle faces in skintight shirts prancing. Xxxxx synchronisation z z z z z at seven thirty six a m on a dusty humid track of a bathroom floor with no b side eclipse effect. Z
Categories:
momentously, animal, appreciation,
Form: I do not know?
Have You
I’ve been around and about awhile
Seen pain cogently hidden by a smile
I’ve seen the concluding moments of the day
Saw clouds roll away as blue turned to grey
Have you?
Felt so dearly loved and loved in return
Saw joy and tears enough to fill an urn
Tasted bitterness incited by a bitter heart
Saw compassion enter and acrimony depart
Have you?
Been blissfully partnered, enough respect to atone
Until a parting of my better half, heart turned to stone
For a fleeting moment that feeling would remain
Felt that comforting sweet assurance, we’ll meet again
Have you?
Sojourned in Namibia this beautiful blessed land
Saw its majestic undulating dunes it’s faraway strand
Found in its people an abundance of caring and love
Healing virtue hovering over me like a snow white dove
Have you?
Ultimately my very soul momentously satisfied
Realised this was nothing else but grace personified
Finally I depart a downward glance till I lose the view
I am content we’ve made memories and good ones too
Have you?
Categories:
momentously, emotions,
Form: ABC
Beyond a sweet zephyr
whorled a scent,
something so familiar
amidst that breeze,
'twas like warm apple pie
sitting 'pon a windowsill
wafting delectable
reminiscence of long ago,
children's laughter
full of caramel & pepper,
petunias, summer rain
and hot cayenne spice
all delightfully refreshing
in a blast of fragrant air's
momentously blissed nostalgia
Categories:
momentously, appreciation, emotions, meaningful, memory,
Form: Light Verse
BLACK BREWRIES BRAVENESS
Black brewries braveness
In ink incorporative individualism
Those Thinny tracers ticking Time
Be-little black braveness baselessly
Mirror my motion moves momentously
Directed diagonal deeply
Hurt humans heart heavy
Because better black believes
Dedication, determined destinies
Of our oddity obviously occupied.
We welcome world words with warrant
Blacks built braveness buxom butterflies
Enlightment enchanting ego enlarged
Decade braveness debut delightfully.
Categories:
momentously, africa, age, america, art,
Form: Alliteration
It’s time for another rhyme
flying through the space
of time
cracker jack diamond
space
writing at my own
pace
tasting colours of light
fantasy invades my
lucid sight
nights will pass and rest will
come
time will drip momentously
numb
bones will scream like sheets of
white
bringing promises of new
sight
mirroring sadness of another
sky
thirsting through the war-dust of
why’s
we write we dream of
fantasy
words float up in clear
fallacy
how blue is your star
how true are you
ajar?
© Kim van Breda—4 April 2015
Categories:
momentously, fantasy, poetry, word play,
Form: Light Verse
A poem written on the spur of a moment taken furtively
from another busy day slipped into a secret pocket of
a too over voluminous jacket slipped on to cover a
favorite silk shirt. A mixing of double meanings designed
to thwart casual critics and entice the cleverer into time
wasteful mind games that entertain with ever twisting wit
and rewarding salutations. Sunday leisured pleasure
twixt sips of spiced black char.
Cooling too swiftly and biting at tongue roots
in stinging frustration as the day ever screams
to be used in more suitable ways of activity
Spurring momentously in anguished flailing wrath
As the memory taste of the last dregs fades into
sugar salt bitterness of sweet saliva
Categories:
momentously, introspection, on writing and
Form: Bio
Stepped aside whilst candles die
Momentously denying their lives
Stepped inside and handled fire
Desperately dousing lies
To go against the laws of mind
It seemed that I could no longer try
To go against the laws I find
It seems it’s me against all kind
Laughing widows handing kids their guns
If only you could open your eyes
But when you die from closing these wounds
Perhaps you’ll see this side
It’s only real once you can feel
But hiding out denies the wheel
Moving onwards and through this place
I guess spinning round has lost all appeal
You throw me down because you cry
Dig up a grave and then deny
It’s only you but you’re in my
Reason to speak and help you find
You lost your soul and closed your eyes
Stepped away before you died
You never had time to see the world
When you felt you just saw lies
So whilst I try and make you see
Take some time to think this can be
Forget all time and look within
You’ll find the answers to everything
But only if you really want
Otherwise you’ll die for nothing
And I have never said a thing
Categories:
momentously, life, philosophy, sad, lost,
Form: I do not know?