so little time we have to express ourselves, our feelings left behind in poems
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ sweet content, ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ moves the ¦¦¦¦¦¦ Muse ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ when ¦¦¦¦¦ truth come whole and pure
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'T is ¦¦¦ the calm ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
That sees ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ the problem true;
They ¦¦¦¦ know, on whom 't has prest
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¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
These ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ happy souls ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ only study the disease,
Alas, who live not to detect.
(Blackout of In the Depths by Arthur Hugh Clough)
Dad said I was a moving,
my feet and body was a grooving.
At three in dance school.
moves that were very cool.
Dance in my body and soul,
a gypsy dance or rock-n- roll.
My feet,
dance floor they will eat.
Time has faded
Into the edges of evening
Whispering unheard good nights
An anxious moon hovers
An owl’s eyes slowly focus
As bats leave the belfry
A light shines on a garden Buddha
In the hum of Summer’s darkness
Crickets tap out weather reports
A flash of heat lightning
Takes a snapshot
Of an unseen subject
A fox and a house cat
Play hide and seek
On a city street
As a Racoon struggles
With the complexity
Of a trash can lid
Midnight lovers
Bask in the beauty
Of a moonlight kiss
Time always move
Forward not backwards
The future has already
Been written and engrave
By the lord, and no man
No plot nor plan will prosper
Even if the plan seems ironclad
It will never change what
God has in-store for his people
He is the power, just call upon
with prayer
My love makes me feel so bright, he shined his bright light, making me shine through the night.
Bright with his light, I felt shiny and sexy all night.
My love is so strong like a lion, he makes me happy with his sight.
Bright with his light, I felt shiny and sexy all night.
My love is my bright light shining like a ray of sunshine over me and making me glow in the night.
She sits, blossoms gathered around her~
colors curl close like childhood comfort,
Petals brush her skin with borrowed brightness~
their faint fragrance carries echoes of earlier days.
Old hopes stir beneath her settled years~
small sweetness opens inside her.
2026.03.08, 35th birthday.
Today, Sunday, JC, it is your 35th BD
For sure, you will drink beers to celebrate.
Three cheers to you my dear.
From someone and everyone you knew
"Hiphip hooray, Hip hip hooray Hiphip hooray".
Did you know that according to Rudolf Steiner,
"One becomes a new person,
Body and mind every 7 years"
"One is wiser as one grows older".
Have you changed your beliefs and attitudes?
Improved your behaviours and become more mature.
I belief it should be now or sooner.
Otherwise, when you actually did,
I would no longer recognise or remember you,
Maybe, I would not even be around.
As I am now, one foot in the ground.
Any way, I wish to shout out aloud:
"JC, happy birthday to you,
May all your sweet dreams come true"
From me, who was grateful to you,
Then became very careful with you
And finally, so disappointed and frightened of you.
Anyway. Enjoy your special day.
My dear, happy birth day.
Do I have a present for you today?
Yes, by all means, it would be yours,
If you could get it.
I was sure you really liked and wanted it.
I meant it JC.
Goodbye my dear. Take care of yourself JC.
Winds whisper in darkness
Spirit drifting through night
Silent shapes walking past
Soft shadows linger here
Old stories breathe slowly.
Life moves on and on doesn't stop for anyone's pain or happiness
Take it easy, do your best, enjoy your present time and what you have
Sheltering pain
There is a way to gain
Faith in Jesus Christ still moves mountains
Faith’s beautiful river is streaming toward your destiny
Faith in Him will deliver the outcome you desire
The fire of belief moves in beauty, therefore
State the Promise
Live the Promise
Call on the Promise
Faith in Jesus Christ still moves mountains
The pain of faith is real
Promises are always
Greater than the pain
In Him, we maintain our sanity!
God will do everything we can’t do!
Remember, we can have faith!
Faith still moves mountains
Sheltering frustration and pain
There is a way to gain
Faith still moves mountains because
Faith’s beautiful river is streaming toward your destiny
Faith in Jesus Christ still moves mountains
Mark Frank
Copyright 2025
As time appears to pass
and more memories are chased
in the timeless tomorrows
will yesterday's reflecting mirror
be so important
watering the blooms of my soul
filled with the scent of my days
of peaceful plunder
stored in the fragrant years of life
When I traveled the minutes of every breath
consumed in the universe of my circumstances
and the choices chosen from the decisions decided
whether by emotions or ponderings
When time was a stillness shared and understood
through the chaos of life, giving it substance
that opens the door to the mind
When I began to comprehend
the distance between birth and death
is a continuous motion through the stillness of time
Arriving at a quiet place of eternal darkness
like the millions upon millions
who have felt time pass by
never understanding the one thing
Time never moves
It only swallows everything that has ever existed
God's ways are beyond us
we can't work them out
He moves across the seas
by His power, we can never count
Down, down deep God goes
with faultless innerant skill
bringing up HIs treasures full
in His sovereign purpose so still
Remember, Christian believer take hold
fear not and believe, dread no clouds
God's merciful grace will break through
pouring much blessings, clear and loud
Don't think the Lord will fail you
trust Him through to the end
look behind His providential frown
there see the smile of a friend
God's purpose always bears fruit
opening up its doors every hour
Its early signs may taste bitter
but beauty is seen in its flower
Unbelief is always a bad thing
run from its grip with all your might
build your faith on God's true word
it guides you on God's upward flight
(This piece is based on the great hymn ' God moves in a mysterious way' written by William Cowper (1731-1800)
I’m cornered and out of moves
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Thirty-seven moves in my married life.
I jumped into each new situation ready to make friends.
There is almost always something I like about everybody.
I drag them home to introduce them to my husband.
He’s not as fond of people as I am.
Now I had friends.
Bam!
We moved again.
One time a minister came to welcome me to the neighborhood.
She was too late. I had been there a month.
I was rude, because I was busy packing.
Moving again.
Another time my children got on a school bus with three gerbils.
To give them away, because we were moving across country.
Two enormous dogs and three cats were enough trouble for the car ride.
Moving became my way of life.
People asked if my husband was in the military.
They knew I wasn’t because I did not have combat boots.
He didn’t either, but no one knew him or me.
Because we were always moving.
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