Loves hand is outstretched, asking me to walk and talk, making me feel so near.
Love wants me to go and never leave, but love sometimes has to grow and weave.
Love is like a thread and grows and grows till it reaches the stars above, then it shines for all to see, making the light that only true love can make.
Love, your hand is so strong, and I feel you hold mine with all your divine love.
Always and forever, my love, our shining love is bright like a light guiding us through all of this life.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
OF RED RIVER AGONY
In this river,
Only crocodiles can be;
Alligators, no!
This is not only nasty,
It is red reality:-
The river’s bordering banks,
Are as red steaming lava:-
But let us not be dismayed,
There is that other river;
The rain-bowed river of God—
Banked by the soil of oneness:
Let us cross over:-
Charlie Kirk shot dead
America’s soul, bled
Red, the color of conversation
~ absent communication
Oh,my dear Red wattled lapwing bird, Are you a naughty, nature noisy bird, When I tried to catch a butterfly, You made a did-you-do-it lullaby, No one escape from your vigilant eye , Your act is an alarm for creatures, not a lie.
the red poppy is almost an orange-red
two of my favorite colors, reminding me of bravery
the red -blooded soldiers who are willing to sacrifice everything
a field of these blooms parade about in my mind’s eye
reminding me to be more patriotic not just on special days
Ye barron lands
I take a glance
Might the whispers
Accompany me
Winters may come
I stand
I fall
My troubled soul
What untangles me
Some may wish
Some may pray
In this world
What do the troubled say
Look to thee
Might the nought undermined
Sweet the gesture
Which appeared warm
and kind
Look to the rainbow
If thyn believes
To morn the fallen
To let folk grieve
People long
From generation to generation
Suffer not
In such a
Complications
Jesus, Jesus
Might my troubled
Soul wonder
The river of Jordan
The troubles I'm under
Jesus, Jesus
Restorest me
All that are submissive
Are lovers to me
Complicated
By those who gesture
Might the bliss of
Coupling
Be thyn measure
Before he neath
To ask one to
Marry
The troubles
Of entanglement
The scorns
I carry burdens of faithfulness
Ought not not
Empead us to marry
Jesus, my Jesus
The threasthold
He carries
Procreate the doom of
Those of those
Against us
Jesus, Jesus
Might my wants of
Marriage have me
Jesus, my Jesus
Can I prosper
In praydom
Speak you as Saviour
Might my just rights come
Jesus:Jesus
My troubled soul
My selfish wantings
Oh Lord take
Controll
Fuschia petals fragrant so sweet
Lillies so thrilling white as foam of sea
Orange marigolds dancing in wind
Weeping willow with roses for friends
Elegant succulent flowers of cactus
Red flowers romantic for love
Here I lay alone in bed
How to pay in my head
Attention to flags of red
Look at action despite what’s said
Your are dressed up in cool nights and days,
Showing pretty colors always.
Immortal shadow
That will not show how
It will be erased
I crush and persuade
Myself around here
Having you my dear
Your eyes are like a treasure casket,
Filled with gold,
Eyelashes like the tree after a freshful rain,
Cheeks , soft like cotton
Smirking face, elegant charm.
imagining you is like,
imagining a landscape,
Which has everything that you
Wish for , desire for
Wanted,are obsessed with
And the aroma of soil,
Reminds me of you,
Everytime i see you,
This is the way , i see you.
under foot a pebble, no
opposite toe scrapes it off
crimson sole and toe
shard of glass missed the dust bin
and both feet caught the action
spouse to the rescue
bandaids and antiseptic
blood dripping on floor
socking up; putting on shoes
standing for the next three hours
Scarlet Red
Sunset into vermilion
Your a garnet auburn
Eyes a blur radiant
Marron surrounded
Take me with you
Beet red flowers lurid
Can’t fathom in violet, your the one
Tomorrow blood moon, uncertain
A journey beyond brilliant wonders
Graceful in your presents
Scarlet divine claret wine
Caught off guard,parallel absurdities
You have my undivided attention
Rendered into the moment
Something about her
Scarlet wine through calm oceans
Silver mist emotional immense
Last a lifetime
Sculptured into something beautifully
We started like a story,
You read me cover to cover,
Pretending you cared—
Just long enough to smother.
You said all the right words,
But your hands told the truth.
You weren’t in it for love,
Just the body of my youth.
I was a game.
A joke.
A cure for your boredom.
While you hid someone else—
Your loyalty was a phantom.
I was never your partner,
Just a place to pass time.
You wanted what was mine,
But never to make me mine.
When I spoke of my battles,
The darkness I faced alone,
You smirked—
Like pain was punchline,
Like I was weak to the bone.
You laughed when I cried,
Mocked what I felt.
As if my mind was broken,
And your jokes were how it dealt.
But I see it now.
The gaslighting.
The games.
How I was only a conquest,
Not a name.
You broke me—
But through the cracks came light.
And I finally saw the truth
I was too in love to fight.
You were a walking red flag,
Dressed in fake affection.
All charm, no depth,
Just lies and deflection.
But I’m free now.
Not yours, not fooled, not small.
You wanted in my pants—
But you’ll never have my soul at all.
high up in the sky
scouring the field for its food
the red hawk circles
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