Hi, hell
Hello from a smile I hid
Or didn't, the lie of a bravado?
That I claim like the sense to live
You smile to...
But I've only seen it in my imagination
Hell's stink, and the season of response in loves who
To admit an apology is mine, for another purposes silence
Shade me from a severity
Stoic and furious story's, to collect as a person was
Simple rational, to have a babe's vanity
Privilege before passion, passion before peace, peace before purpose
How did this all happen?
Children on the verge of losing patience, do know a prayer was...
Find out, curses of persuasion, the fate of youth is to come in the hands of laughter
With the integrity of more, and the seed of promises, uncertain of a future cause...
Before the first tongue
suffered the burden of naming,
the garden possessed
its own onomasticon:
Leaf,
Lumen,
Lark,
and one white rose—
an inviolate effulgence
ensphered in dew.
No creature
contested its quietude.
The bee
Received.
The wind,
that elder philologer,
declined dominion.
Only the hand,
catechised by appetite,
confounded wonder
with warrant.
Then
the stem vouchsafed
its green apostrophes.
One thorn
solicited blood
before blood
solicited speech.
Yet the blossom
Withdrew
no redolence.
Its whiteness,
anamnetic of snowfall,
absolved the very air
that coveted it.
Only at vespers
did the ordinance
become legible:
the thorn
was never
the flower's severity,
but sanctity
Assuming
the grammar of sap—
Creation's final rubric,
lest beatitude,
Misparsed
as possession,
translate Eden
into rubble.
“Domestic violence often follows a cycle that includes tension building, an incident of abuse, reconciliation, and a calm phase before the cycle repeats. This pattern can escalate over time, with the frequency and severity of abuse increasing.”
Mayo Clinic. Wikipedia
You are beautiful even when black and blue
You are the victims and survivors of violence
You are men and women hiding a bruise
Pretending makeup or shades is just styling
You walk sandy soft for there’s a big stick
Or a belt or a fist or and words that hurt
You are afraid to leave maybe you have kids
Amethyst heart the pattern starts it’s absurd
Patterns first you are being green gaslit
Always a scream blaming you for it all
Next is the scene you wish to skip
Throwing things or maybe you against the wall
You are not to blame for the pain
Carefully you must exit but it’s hard
Perhaps it’s the way he/she calls your name
You know that the apology is to start
Spread your wings battered butterfly
God created you to persevere in life
Make a plan to escape and fly high
Happiness will follow in due time
I stood
Defying gravity
Frowned
Denying levity
Wrote poems
Extolling brevity
Dodged much of life’s
Severity
Now wrestle with
Longevity
Asleep, do all looks soften
For severity.
Even those of fierce cruelty.
The moon has risen.
A cub, in its innocence.
Cooled, whose tiger face.
Even you, Earth; through our race.
Moon, your effulgence!
There have been moments just to sit quietly
In places of uncertainty and of the unknown
Furthest away from all which represents society
Surrounded by nothing and completely alone
Alone to my thoughts thinking in sincerity
What happened to bring me to this place
A place of reflection in complete solidarity
Severity of anxiety is very difficult to face
Some say you should just let it go and relax
Why do you dwell on things you cannot control
The dark side says just mind your own beeswax
With words readers probably wouldn't condone
It's difficult to explain the cause behind the pain
Or why the attacks have a tendency to occur
I definitely don't like what it does to my brain
Causing all my thoughts to be a sudden blur
Crippling it becomes causing the need for sleep
Break this horrible spell and bring this day to an end
So that for another day my wits I may truly keep
And those I hurt by my sins completely amend
Ripsnorting depravity cavity of sporting gravity
Severity of the brevity cheekily courting levity
Hilarity distorting polarity Tests aren’t a charity
Unpopularity resorting to double downed vulgarity
Clarity for sorting parity then humility not a rarity
Some austerity can feed & lead to prosperity
Precarity due to the complete lack of dexterity
Asperity at temerity & totality of Bazball brutality
Banality of celebrity vanity caused the disparity
Mendacity that red ball is just all about audacity
In reality plans need adaptability or fans profanity
Rapacity of elan talismans fatality simply insanity
Still suggesting there is a place for some cricketing rhymes in these Testing times?
In the land of lengthy cumulus curiosity amazed by the velocity of the atrocity
The crazed ferocity of ghoulish foolish monstrosity which blazed across the ditch
Where Off his Head did bewitch on the pitch so quick slick should've got a stitch
For what it's worth pithier levity aptly sums up the rum girth of the mirth of Perth
Travis’s temerity, depravity of sporting gravity, severity of brevity of Ashes rebirth
No devil may care, hoping us coping rightful heir not moping at the Gabba, repair
Dare to dream in Aussies’ despair lair ending their frightful mind bending nightmare
Cheers to elite broadsheet peers who it appears our fears, sneers, jeers & nadirs share
Ignore more hackneyed score from seedier bottom feeder media on tour, Go All Square!
I wish you were there
When I needed you the most
I thought you were the only one
Who will protect me, at any cost
When my trembling hands
Wiped off the heat of tears
I was going through so much
All that my heart had always feared
The pain I felt right in the chest
Strong enough, to forget the rest
The swollen eyes, were a sign
I had lost the nutrients, the brine
The severity of sorrow, the sorrow
When you know, there is no tomorrow
The decision I had to make that day
The Heart said stay, brain wanted to go
I couldn't hate you for this stuff
You're my love, it wasn't bluff
Now If I stay, I know I'll surely shatter
You can't fix me, you know this better
This candle burns slowly —and with the severity of courage
We pick our way with utter caution down the bombarded stairway
One thing is certain: we must flee from this scoffing pillage.
Aided by fluttering tallow, our vision is haunted by the airway.
Fragility is quite a strength
just as the crucial bumblebees’ breath
Perhaps not only titularly
gentleness is stronger than severity . . .
Channeling Emily Dickinson : To be a feather in a holocaust
– hope, sewn in the soul, sings the song needed most
A minor thought on regeneration : To regrow the leg the mantis lost
– a marvel on a molecular level - most miraculous
Of majestic beauty : To behold the fragile snowflake - winter’s impetus
– intricate masterpieces exist in the microscopic and minutest
Plant power is undisputed : To reap lemongrass’ healing gifts
– behold a beloved botanical treasure of abundant benefits
Quantity trumps quality when better suited : To cut out the mountains through erosive agency
– water as a weatherer works wondrously
Sources of energy : From the brilliant and prodigious mitochondrion - a natural wonder
to the multifaceted palm frond - suitable as tinder
It can certainly be said that, in the slight
one can perceive preternatural might
So, as the Scots say, “while we breathe we hope”
and our delicate operatives firmly stay a-float
Off the wake-up, open my eyes and start seeking some clarity.
A never-ending search for ‘someone like me’
I guess I’m rich in rarity
No doubt, I have everything a girl could ever want
Starting to feel like I’m just my mom in a different font
What could I possibly be longing for?
My life’s one big blissful whirlwind-wind of whirl- feel like I’m just a very lucky broken girl.
Who to please? God or me? I know the answer seems obvious-but everything ain’t what it seem.
If it weren’t for my mom? Who would I be?
If I had time with my dad? Would I have more security? serenity? Something to ground me and surrender me?
Who to be? What to choose? In return, will I gain for what I lose?
Lie down and close my eyes, say my prayers, pray to God for some clarity.
Why’s nobody tell you you can yearn to such severity?
Looking for a Reason,
To be Okay with Leaving,
The Past behind.
Try and Find My peace of Mind.
Fully Redesign And Realign,
Into the Eyes of The Divine.
To Truly See,
What lies in front of me.
The Balance within Duality.
Bringing us clarity,
And the Severity,
of Each Situation.
The part we play in relation,
To the Paths that could be taken.
Rearranging Reality,
The Past held in Gravity,
As We Lift Off.
Changing the pace,
Expanding our Knowledge base.
Exploring Unlimited Space,
And Evolving as a Race.
Together facing the Unknown,
In spaceships made of Bone.
Our Past set in Stone,
We Leave it alone.
Focusing on how we've Grown,
Shown by Example.
Handling Challenges,
As they are thrown.
Sampling Our Present,
The Gift we Always Own.
I never want to feel that again,
I saw your darkness in the end,
I never understood how you felt,
Until I saw you turning into someone else,
Trapped beyond what I could comprehend,
I was shown the severity behind the man,
Coming towards me from all different directions,
Rebuking while running for my life for protection,
Leading another girl out of the house,
I have no idea who she was but we both got out,
As I looked back into the room you were standing behind a brick wall,
All you could do was stare at me but you couldn't come near me at all,
As I woke from the dream in tears, my heart pounding hard,
I prayed Lord, was this really the condition of his heart?
Layers upon layers that I could not see,
Until I was shown spiritually,
My heart overwhelmed, I just sat and cried,
I asked God to protect his heart and his life,
Through all of this God was protecting my soul,
Showing me in the end how to let him go.
November 26 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Romans 11-13
Key Verse – Romans 11:22 Behold therefore the goodness and severity of God: on them which fell, severity; but toward thee, goodness, if thou continue in his goodness: otherwise thou also shalt be cut off.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HIS GOODNESS TO US
Praise be to God for His goodness to us:
Granting us His grace
Girding us by His governance
Greeting to us with His gladness
Gripping us around His guidance-gear
Giving us through His generosity for His glory
Romans 12:1 Praise be to the Lord for
enabling us to present ourselves unto Him:
Making His will fulfilled
Ministering by His ways faithfully
Mentoring through His Word fruitfully
Mastering to walk worthily with Him fervently
Magnifying Him in our worship against worldliness’ futility
Romans 13:14 Praise be to the Saviour for
teaching us to submit to His power along His:
Love with His steadfast leadership
Light midst our sinful lamentation
Lessons for spiritual learning
Laws on Scriptural liberty
Life of salvation-lifting. Amen!
November 26, 2024
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