Escaped the hostile city madness
Found my soul in the country air
~ Realigning with my true north
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I Am Shifting,
Tripping on my roots.
I Fall,
Feeling it All.
Fearing the Call,
I Crawl,
Realigning my Will.
Collecting my Thoughts,
I sit still.
Exhausted,
I climb my Hill.
How did this happen?
Seeking Satisfaction,
My soul Takes Action.
When my Energy is Lacking,
He is My Reserve.
Preserving my dignity,
Stepping up to Divinity.
Conquering what's within me,
Rising to my Glory.
Changing the Story,
Restoring the Core.
Beginning to mend,
We can Ascend again.
Comprehending the Lesson,
Enjoying the Union.
Working through discord,
Cutting the chords.
Capable of moving Forward,
Toward what we are here for.
I Begin to Explore,
Knowing there is more.
Door after Door,
I soar to New Heights,
Earning my Wings,
Taking Flight,
I AM Magnificent,
An Angel of LIGHT.
Time twirls slowly,
when tragedy sunders
antiquated wings—
maimed and eroded, becoming
featherless angels,
ferociously combatant,
sparring to win,
wandering in vacant division,
while penetrating the walls
of our wildering downfalls.
Finding clemency in the
glimmer of our healing ambience,
realigning the quills of our love,
with every breath and pace across
idyllic esplanades, soaring above
catacombs of lawless perdition,
remedying grievances, while
reveling in the haven of
rhapsodic euphoria amidst
lingering plumes,
diffusing eternal tales of our
blissful hereafter.
However, there are impediments
This scavenging for deeds of strength
hung shrubs
These appear to be bone fragments
poised to catch fire at any time
I'm having difficulty explaining why I'm realigning. utterances directed at ourselves.
alters one's worldview.
Written: Mars 1st, 2022
Masters too fall, yet rise again
Realigning with source
Ego diversions, to rest lain
Without employing force
Stupor, cause of decline
Thus head with heart align
Under the oneness sign
Recoil recall
Masters too fall
26-November-2021
Quietus
She glanced at him from across the table
while carefully realigning her eating utensils.
He was reading a report of some kind, or
so she thought. He was completely engrossed
[Clearly, he was not aware of her presence]
In his cellphone like she was not there.
Once, she said rather loudly
”Uh-humm,”
But he dismissed her with a wave of his hand.
She sighed.
Then, she took her cellphone from her purse
and googled
DIVORCE LAWYERS
written July 31, 2021
Realigning my brain, I think it needs a restart
Readjust my mind and how it's affecting my heart
I always FIND myself LOST, does that make any sense?
I think too much of cost that doesn't pay for all the space that it rents
There was a time that I could manage the mania the drop
But now I've lost that control and just want it to stop
Am I allowed to feel this way? I'm a parent, I'm a dad!
But my condition just gets worse the more pressure I add..
The highs just get lower and the lows never leave
I have everything I want and need and I still feel I can hardly breathe
So I'll get the help I need so I can be the real me
I'll do what it takes to be the man I want my kids to see...
psychologically, physically, emotionally....
Cooler air on the tips of leaves tells time.
Roots are in search of the needed moisture.
Looking to the sun for warm ray's to prime.
Realigning it"s purpose to royster.
A rain drop gives to all living things life.
Yesterday's dew drops nurtured the green stems.
Blending into new seasons without strife.
To accomplish beauty it needs this gem.
Was the clouds kind to those outstretched branches?
Did spring showers extend to summer tears?
The crevices of dirt, liquid chances.
Southern winds heighten dehydration fears.
Glorious reds, gorgeous yellows the prize.
Nature's mural of sunset and rise.
The Bible is God’s Truth* for me in my servant’s function
Redirecting me against vain goals to pursue after heavenly vision
Restructuring me midst shaky stand to fit godly foundation
Refining my faith by the Lord’s strengthening tests and guiding admonition!
The Bible is God’s Oracle for me along my stewardship-faculties
Replenishing me whenever I’m weakened by varied difficulties
Realigning me toward divine sensibilities
Refurbishing my soul thru the supreme Director’s counsels of priorities!
The Bible is God’s Testimony for me with my obedience-consistency
Referring me to the Saviour’s answers to prayers’ earnestness and urgency
Recharging me against coldness by the fire of Gospel message about His mercy
Renewing my courage by the Spirit Who inspires Christian fervency!
The Bible is God’s Covenant for me toward revival-blessing
Reinvigorating me within the bounds of the Master’s standard and cleansing
Reawakening me for submission that His epistles are expressing
Restoring my hope for Christ’s coming on to eternal praising!
*Psalm 33:4 For the word of the LORD is right; and all his works are done in truth.
November 2, 2018
I dream a dream to escape this world to enter a stream of fulfilling hurls, going back and forth I dream a dream of having this everlasting theme, pushing forward in this dream life twist and turn an make me scream, I dream a dream thoughts in my mind confusing me every single time, dancing shadows in my dream i dream a dream of a dream, life gave me this dream to come to past i dream a dream this world at last, having places that are undefined, living this dream I thought was mine, in this dream i dream a dream i know this world is incomplete, I dream a dream of turning time looking for this place I use to call mine, I dream a dream of a place of silence but these demons inside keep realigning, this place at last casting shadows where time wont past this everlasting battle, to give this heart a piece of mind I dream a dream of a future that's mine.
I was so unkempt
like how we accidentally met,
and my first impression
begged for a reappearance
so I went about
realigning the structure
of my spiritual inclination
for you to be my foundation
Like a wrinkle in time
you redesigned
my divine
An ocean, bold and wet
we slid towards these conclusions
wrecked on our illusions
made love without protrusions
With tears in ours eyes
we learned how to
reconcile whys
and how comes
and wherefore art thou’s
You were Juliet
before women even existed.
My muse and prose
all roll into one. Sun
and space and everything
in between
A cognition
the way babies realize
a mother's love
can be felt simply by
blowing an eyelash
from an irritated eye
You too are like that
kind of high.
From infant to grown
you've always been known
Back then I didn't know what to name you
But in my mind I had framed you
Had a picture of you
before we were ever introduced
that's kind of why I botched
our first hello.
The first time I saw you
a lifetime flashed before my eyes
and I was unequivocally surprised
A midsummer night in my sentiment
my muse arose depositing poetry at task,
with way of pen—my contemplation
obtaining shape,
my face against the wind,
my essence engaging in words realigning,
together with stillness of reason
and spirit unconfined,
mysterious language assembles,
selected in the same way
as a trusted friend,
with my muse, I write.
Harmonious and strong swimming strokes in the water,
The breast stroke a learned swim strategy.
I glide through the cool refreshing waters,
My destiny to reach the distant shore.
Then I am back moving through the waters,
The back stroke strong and inviting and clean.
I like the healing waters, like God's care on wings,
Sometimes I transcend to the butterfly stroke laboured and difficult.
Swimming like a dolphin makes me very happy,
I like diving from a moderate diving board.
I dive deep into the water surfacing again like a mermaid,
My somewhat aged system, realigning beautifully.
The Ester Williams movies my favorite,
A swimming Godess and beautiful actress.
The movie sets and costumes beautiful and elaborate,
The honour of being there in the audience.
I reach the shore and return to my beautiful home,
Reflecting on the refreshing experience.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Don't stray, just stay where ur at
As the fragments from heaven are crumbling
Just stay, don't stray where ur at
Eyes wide open and waiting but to numb to react
As the walls come down fumbling
Don't stray, just stay where ur at
Realigning the orbital rotational track
Every stride grants faith and humbling
Just stay, don't stray where ur at
Feeling around like blinded searching up a snack
Movements broad, wild, yeah already stumbling
Don't stray, just stay where ur at
Introspective thoughts are lacked
My chest is hungry, its rumbling
Just stay, don't stray where ur at
Uff being felt like dropped outa sack
I'm laid back, see thumbs bumbling
Don't stray, just stay where ur at
Just stay, don't stray where ur at.................Peace
Searching for an Idol with a fistful of hurt
Seems things took a twist for the worst
Outcast, all alone
Destructional path, relaxed in awe
The only image shown
I could imagine the life of an orphan
An adolescent homeless
Crooked cops, drug dealers, subject to individuals
Living above the law in a chrome fest
Grant me peace
Smile for your deceased
Whether I live to starve
Or fall before the realigning of my stars
Being stolen parentally pampered my days
Jealousy seems to have tampered with my ways
Buried like a Roman
Below the marshes with the lower men
A hopeless intuition
Those who envy me
Only fear their own suspicions
Granting me a failing mission
In ladder days
Is my presence worth missing
Grant me peace
Smile for your deceased
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