ON SECOND THOUGHT:
GLORY TO GOD ON THIS DAY
What a weary day,
All seemed to have gone astray;
Yet we’ve survived all:-
Glory be to God for His
Navigations through this day:-
What a profound day,
Directions asked and given;
Journey completed:
All challenges overcomed
By divine wisdom’s guidance:-
Never doubt, you two:
You and God in love’s oneness,
And its bound onement:-
Praise such onderful glory:
Daily journeying with God.
Thus, give God glory;
For this, and every day,
Perpendicular:-
For all are gifted blessed days:
Laboring blessed days of love:-
Present cannot set advantage
Over past, that seems like gone
Though it’s always on the verge
Of the memories you prone
To belong to, while intending
To break free from shades of time
Partly loosing understanding
Doesn’t look at all sublime
But it goes like Latin dictum
Drive the nature out of door
Then it flies back home to victim
Through the window, like before.
Maybe I need solitude
Romance requires work to do
Am I up to loving true
Is it enough to love you
Perhaps my muse is my mate
The onyx one who got away
And fills my sun with anticipate
Melted moon runs as night time sedates
Is the quest much more to digest
Than delivery of hearts sole quest
He in the east and I am in the west
Time will tell despite my jest
The word 'If,' a genuine tower of power
Just ask your better half this Sunday
If I behave, If I'm a really, really, good boy
Can we skip the long line at the restaurant
on Mother's Day this year, please -- just this once
...On second thought, the word 'If,' like you, Bud
~ is truly a dunce
It was a day unlike any other before,
The day I wasn't alone anymore.
A beautiful day, the sun in the sky,
The day I vowed to make you my guy.
On that day I found what I sought,
It was the day I gave love a second thought.
I want you to know you've given me change of heart,
I have loved you from the very start.
Each day my heart gets it's dose,
Of your heart so sweet, it's like glucose.
I have Finally found what I've been looking for,
I have found someone that I absolutely adore.
That someone is You! Do you hear me, my dear?
Have I made my feelings Crystal clear?
For wisdom I thought sacred texts would suffice
Then I bowed my head and began to think twice
Some may take offence
But two thousand years hence
I pray those folks don't look back to us for advice
11/23/22
could it be only psychopaths and martyrs ~ never question their soul
By
David Kavanagh
The bee fructifies the stamen
Not the stamen, the bee
Lapping up golden nectar
the bee may disagree
death is an answer
no responsibility
I'm not yet ready
E-mploy your second thought,
L-ive your life in righteousness;
L-eave the evil deed behind,
A-llow it not to make a mess.
G-ive it a second thought,
A-im to turn a blind eye;
S-tay away from alluring wrong,
G-o think twice neath the sky.
A-s the thirteenth of February won't let your mind come to naught.
S-eek the guidance pf God when you use your second thought.
on a second thought
sometimes I wish
I was never here
on a second thought
I was made to be here
sometimes I want to fight
on a second thought
I think about it outcome
if it worth it
sometimes I wish for
what I need
what I don't have
and It was ment to be
my right
I grow anger in this thought but
on a second thought
I realise it could be
better for my peace
sometimes we just
need that second thought
sometimes I cry
for the world
but on a second thought
I realise we are the problem
of ourselves
sometimes we want
what kills us quick
sometimes we run to
our destruction so quick
sometimes we are too
ignorant to listen
to the voice within
on a second thought
remember wisdom is
always and will ever be
better than silver and gold
On second thought please leave
You promised kindness in your poetry
Which in the beginning was very sweet
But on another site where jokes abound
You started treating me like a Hound
I tried to just ignore the mean ones
But now I think they're getting crass
And I won't be treated like an ...
So now when you go to that fabled inn
I think you'll find you are alone
but since your mind thinks of the physical
I'm sure you'll still find something to do
It won't be me, cuz I'm no longer yours
On Second Thought
On second thought, I stand corrected;
We actually, truly are very connected;
Back and forth poems always sharing;
Things about them constantly comparing.
Maybe corrections may have to be made;
Then back and forth ideas we will trade
Until happy balance eventually do reach
The both do decide to stroll on the beach.
Should we write a poem about beach sand?
And two lovers holding each others hand;
A beautiful sunset settling on a silent shore
All around are dainty colors that I do adore.
All of a sudden dusk is finally will be here
Thoughts of another poem start to appear
Will write them down and carefully read
God gave me exactly what I did need.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
www.poetrysoup.com
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com
What can I do?
My brethren - Dank. We are
not fit to wipe the asses of
these sons of the star of David -
and yet, we crush their horrid
corpsed lives beneath Nazi-issued
boots. We want to live, too.
Say I actually approach my
officer, pout, give him my best
spiel, if you will. His hand will
grope the trigger faster than the
breasts of his sweetheart in
Barrack Neun during a roll call
hooky.
So I plug my rounds,
rotate a new traincar through
every Montag and Freitag.
And when I sit down to table
with the uniformed prison guards,
I take an extra drink -
and drink to forget.
This poem appears online at http://wordsareaneed.blogspot.com/2014/07/pity-me-or-on-second-thought-dont.html.
You buy her a rose.
Make your way downtown only to find out through a text she wants to see other people.
You go to throw away your rose......but before you do, it hits you.
The flower is no less beautiful.
It smells just as heavenly.
The world still turns and you notice all the eyes on you and your beautiful flower....
What a lucky girl she must be they think.
What a lucky guy I am I think.
To hold such a elegant flower.
He leaves it on the train seat and leaves.
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