light of heaven
drifts in faint echoes
through quiet darkness
each footstep rising
walk with confidence
toward newborn sun
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Weak I became
Wrapped in a heavy cloak of guilt and shame
Lost and unable to reclaim
My feet were once firm
now trembled with fear
Afraid to stand before the Lord, my heart unclear
But God, in his mercy, sent me angels of grace
Who listened to my story and showed a gentle face
They helped me rise reminding me of God's love
And whispering to me, "You are not alone, God loves you, and he'll receive you with open arms."
He will embrace you and dress you in nice clothes
Like the father did for the prodigal son
"Welcome, welcome, welcome home" " he'll say to you
With no judgment, no condemnation, just pure love
I was blessed with words of affirmation and encouragement,
With their tender love and support,
I felt peace, and my heart renewed.
These are the people we all need
A blessing to the soul
A reminder we're not alone, making us whole
Let's help people with ears that hear and words that heal
And pray for one another, that love and hope may appear
A-S B
I wish I could plug
A flash drive in your ear.
I would wipe clean the worries
Hidden deep inside there.
I know they've been hiding
In camouflaged space.
Your very own virus
firmly in place.
Spreading infection
Every which way.
Squeezing the happy
Right out of the way.
It's time to recover,
Diminish your pain.
Pick up your tools.
Reclaim your domain.
Before long, I promise,
With daily scans,
You'll reboot and function
With plenty of ram.
Caged Dreams
1.
You keep us in cages,
Thinking we are slaves,
But a day will come,
When we will escape.
2.
We look up from our cages,
Longing to be free—
As free as the birds
That soar through the skies.
3.
You think us foolish,
You think us weak,
But a day will come
When you will regret—
Regret every cruel word
That spills from your lips.
4.
You sold us like cattle,
Took us from our homes.
We look up from our cages,
Dreaming of freedom,
Yearning to live our lives.
5.
You clip our wings,
Lock us away,
So we cannot fly,
Cannot touch the sky.
6.
We live in despair,
We live in pain,
We live in fear,
Of what comes next.
Some of us even pray
For death to come.
7.
You took our children,
Our lands, our resources,
Leaving us with nowhere
To call home.
8.
You fear what we'll do,
Once freed from these cages.
We may be bound,
But our hope still burns—
Like a flame, untamed.
9.
We will reclaim our lands,
We will reclaim our freedom,
We will take back all
That was stolen from us.
10.
We are strong,
We are bold,
We will fight on—
Until the very end.
Celebrate fall, celebrate rise,
for it is after all, a game
over before ink of heart dries,
so let’s fulfil here now soul’s aim.
The times’ now to give love a nod,
entering cave of heart unshod,
transformed therein as living light,
pulsating with joy, day and night.
Reclaim heart’s joy, in staid silence
Our soul whispers to us
Renounce now, thought borne violence
Let not desires nonplus
God’s bliss mists pervades form
Feel this benign love storm
As His magnetism warm
Sans ego ploy
Reclaim heart’s joy
28-April-2023
Quietus
Dreaming of gaily-colored tulips
red's majesty, iris purple
sunburst yellow...
Eyes grown heavy, curtains closing
a smile dancing on dewy lips
envisioning a soft April's morn...
O, Spring, let me reclaim you
if only for this moment
if only in this dream
~ November 09, 2022 ~
Entry in a Brian Strand Premiere
Poetry Contest
Oh mother
I'm coming home
To reclaim my birthstones
To answer the question as to why ?
I abandoned you in the 1st place
Face to face
Eye to eye
To appologies and make my amends
For all my failings
Until you no longer blame yourself
for my failings
It was never your fault i posessed the
backbone of a snake
I just never had the stomach for a fight
I still suck my thumb and cradle a teddy bear at night
Because i scared of everything and anything
I feel the vitamin D saturating my cells
My morose mood dissipates
The longer I am in the sun
The happier I feel
Why have I kept myself out of the sun for two days?
Will I come out earlier tomorrow?
Am I ready to be myself again?
Am I ready to reclaim my health and me?
Love is a kind of madness and, as such,
can sometimes hoist its victims to strange heights.
Though love may cause a fever where it bites,
this time the troops have quelled the pending putsch.
I ask your pardon for our magic nights,
those rhymes I wrote you, crackling with emotion:
you'll overlook, I hope, my fierce devotion,
and my defending you with all my might.
I'm sorry. It will not occur again.
A broken heart brings wisdom in its wake:
I gladly drank the hemlock for your sake:
I let your prettiness, your sharp disdain
intoxicate me like your smell, your touch.
Forgive me, please, for loving you too much.
His lover, sits and waits there by the water, singing her song.
Outstretched hands, reaching towards the horizon, wishing him home.
If only, she could raise him up, reclaim summer, from the deep.
For Debbie Guzzi's, Sijo Strings contest. First attempt at this form.
If things have not been going the way you have dreamed,
Remember in life it’s not all how it seems,
If the waters are rough and your barley afloat,
Remember whose steering your rocky boat,
You’ll make it THROUGH to the other side,
Just sit back and enjoy your bumpy ride,
For storms are the tests we all have to take,
But when you have God you’ll bend but never break,
Once you get to where you are going,
Your faith will be greater and your smiles will keep growing.
By: Sabina Nicole
Inspired by all those people in my life going THROUGH a storm...
What shade of love is so divine
Pure love my dear is colorblind
We capture love in this hourglass
Each grain of love, reclaim your past
Unconditional love I bestow him
My entire being it seems he owns
Thoughts of him engulf my mind
So why am I constantly alone?
Forgiveness for all his discretions
Stupidity apparently all mine
What seems to draw me to him?
Ah yes, love is blind.
How long will I let him forsake me?
My heart his playground of pain
Promises with no meaning
Does he want me to feel only disdain?
Happiness it does elude me
So dependent on someone else
Sadness my constant companion
When will I reclaim myself?
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