Sword of
the noble
With fury
unsheathed
Trumping
dishonor
And knaves
unreprieved
Knighted in
armor
Endowed
from on high
Legend
heraldic
With duty
— reprised
(The New Room: September, 2024)
Time as ever
acts the thief
quieting youth
color of leaf.
Ironic paradox
always unfailing
takes the feeble
heals the ailing.
Dead of night
time acts content
under the moon
and its descent.
Seems so languid
but cleverly sly
time acts the foe
coming to spy.
Within the gray
on bended knee
whispers endless
as it tolls three.
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Creator of heaven and earth
whose Son was born of virgin birth
one God, a trinity of three,
on bended knee, I worship thee.
Lord of kindness, mercy, and love
hailed on Earth and Heaven above
whose eternal spirit runs free,
on bended knee, I worship thee.
You gave life to clay with Your breath
God of birth, youth, old age, and death
You, who are everything to me,
on bended knee, I worship thee.
My Lord, in both spirit and truth,
You entered my heart in my youth
answering my impassioned plea,
on bended knee, I worship thee.
Lord, You're my reason for being
and I believe without seeing
shouting hallelujah with glee,
on bended knee, I worship thee.
I come to thee on bended knee
Praying my beloved thou wilt be
Entry for Kim Rodriques' "A Valentine Crystalline" Contest
One two three, how I love thee
Before you, I plead on bended knee
Mine's from above
An undying love
Please send me yours, it's my fervent plea
Liking what things are supposed to be
instead of what they are
I spend my life in wondered lust
not near, yet so afar
Wishing the truth not what it was
but what it was meant to be
I spend my nights in wish filled dreams
—my faith on bended knee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
You can take away health,
you can take away riches,
you can take my ability to see
But it will only cause me to feel
you more
—as I cry from bended knee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
NONE OF THE BRAVE
NONE OF THE HONORABLE
NONE OF THE ABOVE
Look around at what you have, everything in life
thousands upon thousands died, trying to end the strife
While some at home (were raised to hate) some raised with honor and pride
so many times a doorbell rang, their loved one's lost (they cried)
This went on for many years (a hundred plus at best)
for you (so you could play your games) our soldiers laid to rest
The faith in side them kept them going, all this for our FLAG
while some at home would turn away, on knee their tails just wag
Soldiers didn't run or hide or get down on one knee
they stood their ground (Round after Round) just for you and me
They fought hard and died for you, while you played hard to win
never once in all the battles did they know (the color of your skin)
Courage, Bravery, (you wouldn't know), but without a second thought
you for "MILLIONS" fought for "yards" "for our FLAG our soldiers fought"
As a child my father taught me how to pray,
on fields of green and sun filled day.
I bow down on bended knee,
out stretched hands for God to see.
Dressed for battle I search my heart,
my spirit, my soul, my body take part.
I praise and worship the great I am,
for in his presence resides the lion and the lamb.
I cry aloud, for heaven I breach,
the lost and the broken within my reach.
As a child my father taught me how to pray,
on fields of green and sun filled day.
On Bended Knee
By Franklin Price
2/14/2015
On bended knee, I ask you, will you be my Valentine?
Say yes, and I'll be happy, if you will still be mine.
These years we've spent together, been so glad to have your hand.
And while I'm here, on bended knee, I'd like to thank the man.
I know he brought you to me, could not have found you on my own
Had seen the ways, it should not be, when other seeds were sown
Roads that we have traveled, mostly good, but sometimes rough.
I thank the Lord, you've stayed with me, and never cried enough!
I could go on forever, but I'm old, my knee is sore
Please say yes and I'll be happy, to get off this hardwood floor
Could not resist, to put that in, just a little joke of mine
But it's not a joke, when I ask you, will you still be my Valentine?
My wish for everyone, on this Valentine's Day 2016. is that you have someone in your life that makes you as happy as my wife, Barbara, makes me in mine
Happy Valentine's Day to all!
Know that I worship you on bended knee;
with kisses, too, I prize your tempting breasts
and maiden-head which begs me to molest
your virgin sex so deep and lustfully;
for each fine breast I'd give one-thousand years,
but more will I give for that pubic crest
of yellow wires that conceal the rest,--
(belovéd, I'd give an age for those frontiers!).
If I can give a kingdom for your heart
and love upon more love then be it so,
for possessing the best of you apart
from zeal invites only misery and woe:
a prince I'd rather be and just depart
from your globe than grieve you so, this I know.
Joy
Tears fall
smile appears
What a surprise
Yes!
Attempting a new style.
awareness of what she had done
liberated tears, one by one
memories flooded her musing
sorrow struck for what she’d be losing
her vision began to blur
her words no more than a slur
“how did I get to this point”?
a moment, she could not appoint
where there was hurt, she felt numb
her core felt vacant like a drum
eyelids curtain, all became dark
nothing now but a question mark
“will God forgive and welcome me”?
I pray He will, on bended knee
April 21, 2012
For Paula's CONTEST "...and with a sip"
On bended knee
I hope you know
Of how much I feel
my heart bestow
For now I offer
my hand my love
a golden band
and pure white doves
Perhaps you'll arrive
in princess carriage
what ever you want
the perfect marriage
Through happiness
and sickness too
I've one true love
and that is you
So if you'll say yes
and marry me
through all my days
I'll cherish thee
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