Words
May seem to mask
What is referred as This..
A story of a departure
From home..
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* when 'tome' was first used in english
it referred to a book that was part of a
larger multi-volume work
it comes from thuh werd tomos a greek
noun meaning “section” or “roll of papyrus”
merrium-webster*
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Often times referred to as the head of the house,
We have no say unless the boss has her say first.
Yet in this gentle dance of love and order,
A father stands with steady, patient grace.
Role model for growing successors,
He walks the path so they may follow true.
A source of diffused wisdom with the Lord's help,
He offers guidance born of faith and trial.
Daughter's favorite person,
Whose arms bring comfort, whose words bring light.
Son's favorite emulator,
Whose steps they watch and seek to match with might.
Placed by God as the nucleus of the family,
He holds the center with humble, quiet power.
Through laughter shared and burdens gently borne,
He reflects the Father's endless, steadfast love.
On this day we honor you, dear fathers near and far,
For every sacrifice made in silence,
For every prayer whispered in the dark,
For every lesson wrapped in daily care.
May the Lord who placed you in this sacred role
Fill your heart with peace and joy untold.
For in your strength, we see His hand at work,
A blessing to your home, a gift to this world.
Happy Father's Day.
Not as that, sweet fountainy
Rainbow-shimmered
Sounding for whose own distress
A day's, rain-loud.
To be pitied, O, as much
The boy referred
Who strives to plug what aspects
A bursted cloud.
(Remember that no one can assail, but Christ the Candlestand, can remove that candlestand, and can rip that veil, even as Hell will not prevail from His attack.) Matthew 16;18
(“For we can do nothing against the truth, but [only] for the truth.” 2 Corinthians 13:8)
Christ is referred to as both Lion and Lamb (Revelation 5:5-6). In Him is peace (Isaiah 11:6). He will bring about peace as we struggle (with Him at our side, as our Guide) being conformed from the “old man” to the “new man”. Romans Chapter 6
[1] Revelation 3:20
[2] John 8:58
[3] John 10:11; 1 Peter 2:25
[4] Malachi 3:2
[5] Haggai 2:8 Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition
[6] Galatians 6:2
[7] Psalm 119
[8] Psalm 23:4
[9] Ephesians 5:15
[10] Isaiah 11:10
[11] Colossians 3:1-11
[12] Matthew 16:17-19
in the fifties I was an odd kind of beatnik.
I did not have a goatee; I was not Maynard G. Krebs
I was a hippie in the seventies, but not promiscuous.
But love, sweet love, I surely did believe in that.
And I was not crazy happy about the Vietnam War.
In the eighties, I heard my kind referred to as Bohemians.
We did things our way, not our parents; okay by me.
Now I a non-conformist, but most are who truly grow up.
Grow away, grow their own set of rules and values, right?
I will soon be old enough to be called eccentric.
Oh, I am there now?
Thank you my sweet.
Snow is on its way the forecast is heavy. Its been referred to the beast from the East the land will be coated once more in white leaving it looking bridal as it shining in full glory. Brr I like the look of it but the cold is rather too much as we shiver. Spring seems a long long way in the distance as we snuggle under blankets. All is sleeping its hard to imagine the beauty and warmth also the colours of Spring that will coat the land bringing joy to many.
snow cloaking the earth
no signs of blazing colours
warmth is far away
Referred to as but of one
Wears, for both, outmoded
Forms on its stage
Through dress and speech, casual
What's paraded and proud
'The shameless Age'.
The line "Looks like a good night to fly"
last words of a Reddit user's great-uncle referred to as Gillybilly
Gillybilly's great-uncle was a Navy pilot in WW II who flew jets for 30 years
I've been behind bars for way too long
each time a prison warden sings that same old song,
"When you've done your time Bub we will release yous"
I'd shuffle my cards then let them fall, hadn't I paid my dues?
They called it psychosis, a personality disorder that distorts reality
it seems to me I have been in here for Oh! a mere eternity!
"Unable to understand his wrongful actions, cuff those guys!" they said,
I replied, "Its a good day to die" in my killer clown's disguise
When the Commissioner said, " go ahead release him " to the guards
I washed my face, combed my hair, and played my last trump card
Sitting on the grass watching the last shards of light, I was glad I didn't die
I came to realize that I was now alone, ... "Looks like a good day to fly"
I whispered to a bat as he soared hard and fast against the sky,
"Looks like a good night to fly," and then I began to cry !
Shaped from earth’s crust, our form is dust,
made alive by the breath of God,
known if we choose love over lust,
whence drowned in His light, we are awed.
The ‘we’ referred to, is ego,
which in truth has no existence
but since we refuse to let go
God humours ego’s insistence.
Self as God, is within asleep,
dreaming as it were, lost in trance,
till taking a consciousness leap,
we make erect, our soul’s stooped stance.
Maya, the veil of forgetting,
though arising from God’s power,
a web of desire abetting,
causing fear, making soul cower.
When all seems lost, love shows the way,
cradling all hearts in a bliss mist,
Whence ego dies, we cease to sway,
desireless, with no to-do list.
If we would be free, thoughts must cease,
that as pure presence, self-aware,
demons of darkness we release
and with God’s heart, seamlessly pair.
Though ego dies, it never was
and by its death we then reclaim
light of Self, putting thoughts on pause,
in one light, in each heart the same.
.
she'z
just
that
pretty
she'z
calm
melodious
aromatic
she'z
amorous
tenderly
amorous
she'z
mine elixir
eve
*elixir; originally, it referred to the alchemical
philosopher's stone for curing all ills and
prolonging life.
Sometimes an obituary
Adds some background fact
That brings laughter, not the way
You’d think a reader would react.
Tom Shipley’s obit clarified
That he was feeling fine,
Perhaps a bit too much, when we went
One toke past the line.
A friend gave him some weed to smoke
Backstage between two sets
And warned him more than just two hits
Might cause him some regrets.
He didn’t listen, spurring him
To state the way he felt,
Yet a song was born resulting from
The hand that he was dealt.
What cracked me up, though, was to learn
Some clean-cut duo sang
That song on Lawrence Welk’s show;
Unfamiliar with the slang
Of the drug world, Welk declared
“A modern spiritual” was heard
Because within the toke line, to
“Sweet Jesus” was referred.
I wonder now if Lawrence Welk,
So strait-laced way back then,
Ever learned what he endorsed
And why folks shouted out, “Amen!”
mariquita has many meanings, one not so snug
she is a Spanish word for lovely polka dotted ladybug
she is also sometimes referred to as ladybird
An English word for ladybug which seems absurd
mariquita can also be referring to a pansy
or a faerie all antsy and dance-y
or a fairy light and airy, according to my Gran
another kind of pansy acting man
Today Stacey
who had seemed absent minded lately
showed up at school
acting all cool
and we soon saw a hickey
which everyone referred to as Mickey
to conceal it from the teachers
who would turn into preachers
if they knew that she silently bragged
about being tagged.
Everybody wanted her to give up the name
of the boy who had brought her fame
but she wanted her crush
to remain hush hush
so she just gave us a smile.
But after a while
we saw Kyle
walking around with something familiar
and that is when we realized
that he had also been hypnotized
with the kiss
of bliss.
There’s a worm on the berm
But I cannot confirm,
Without seeing it squirm,
If it’s dead.
Or perhaps it’s infirm
From a rare type of germ
Which affects it long-term
And will spread.
Either way, it’s absurd
To think twice, for a bird,
With its appetite spurred,
Will be led
To the place this occurred
And to which I referred
Where that bird, undeterred,
Will be fed.
I won’t mention the slug
Or the slow-moving bug
That I saw, ‘cause you’ll shrug -
‘Nuff’s been said!
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