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I said to my wife, did you know?
If you drop a brick on your toe
It’s regarded as luck
But it hurts like F—K
I would rather be unlucky so
Latin: inspiration = inbreathing
Eternal God’s influence
The human writers of the bible
So that he himself
Regarded
As the author
Of the Sacred Scripture
4102013
Form:
It was regarded as a bit of a coup
To win a contest on Poetry soup
Like opening a bland box
To find a chocolate Gateaux
I will have to think my rhyme things through
Latin: inspiration = inbreathing
God’s influence of the human writers of the bible so
He Himself should be regarded as
The author of the Sacred scripture
11302011
No living garden
can be lonely or un-regarded,
as long as one butterfly
or bee
gives it wings, or a song.
Flowers will bloom bright,
where sparrows lightly tread.
A feast for the eyes
Or a lamb meant to slaughter,
Respected not with respect to
Mother, wife or daughter;
Regarded as criterion used
For measuring machismo,
Or a way to exhaust
A fleeting need for pleasure.
SENSE OF IDENTITY-:-
exceptionally
strong
numbers
widely
regarded
in a AURA OF GENIUS
high-flown
linear
idioms
inspire
rhetoric
UNITED BY A STIMULATED
active
sensed
activity
eagerly
seized
Generally regarded with a squeamish
Enigmatic perspective by those who are
Not one and those who are seldom
Insinuate this characteristic themselves
Unless called upon to demonstrate a new
Scintillating discovery shouting, "Eureka, I am a genius."
Poetry
Polite mannerisms
Often go unnoticed or ignored
Elephant trumpeters marching in the room
Talk of fiction and tall tales
Regarded as falsehoods or popular talk
Your voice and perspective counts a whole lot
Marckincia Jean
Acrostic
10/02/19
The aesthete bounds into the Bakery
He tasted all of the bread
To the village, the crumb tastes perfectly
Yet the contrarian said
I've tasted crust, and your bread is too sweet
I'll eat somewhere else instead
And the Baker saluted the foodie
Yet regarded the critic as phooey
From one to a mob a person becomes people
An idea becomes action
Results occur
Blame only sticks to individuals
Responsibility dissipates
Pride fuels greed
Exploitation is honorable
Benevolence is a weakness
Restitution is regarded as unearned reward
Oppression does not mature
Slowly variance regarded gallant to test the militant.Gusts of despair flood the hosts when gates released more than ghosts. Endless bottomless we ascend and descend.More heart to take part for acts of careless facts. Make sure your plate is full of trifle.
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Of eleven children he was the first
and from an early age
for research had a thirst
his love of dogs was no surprise
highly regarded
he received the Nobel Prize
altho' no longer around
of all those that ever were
I clearly like the sound
as with food it goes so well
and if nothing else
the name 'Pavlov' rings a bell
W-orthy name of eighth September
I-s denoting sweet success;
N-ever ever will she quit nor will she give up to distress.
T-riumph and victory
E-levate her good reputation;
S-atisfied with her performance,
S-ated with her own
A-ction.
B-ig birthday celebration
U-nderscores her rank and fame;
L-et WIN TESSA be regarded
A-s eighth September's worthy
N-ame.
"You are lost!" they mocked me........
I believed that everyone
has his or her own sense of style in living,
but they regarded me as a clown.
I did not follow fashion, religion or what
my fears about people's thoughts told me;
asylum was thought to be a perfect abode
for me; drugs were suspected to be my close company.......
"You were right!" they tell me NOW!
Like very few dads on earth
Sparing precious a life to grant a new birth
Driven by unlimited love and a tremendous mirth
Glory of heart and soul is your aspiration
Never cease to be an icon and a fount of inspiration
Every single desire and whim are met with compassion
Never regarded a sacrifice but a sweet devotion
You are worth all the love, respect and recognition.
Speck of
existence.
Beyond
insignificant.
Floating.
Floating in
infinity.
Infinity
within
infinities.
Unseeable,
unknowable.
Specks
on a
a speck are
we.
Regarded
not by the
void.
Destine to
blink
out of
existence.
But,
perhaps,
just perhaps
enters
Artificial Intelligence
Techno Sapien,
then
like the
mustard seed
exploding
to fill
the void!
Oh, Nous,*
You, divine faculty of perception
Mother of conception
Source of understanding
Gate of Wisdom
Without your presence deaf and blind I would be
Perpetually. oblivious to truth eternal!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
13 July 2018
* Nous\, n. [ from Greek] (Philosophy) Reason; is the highest intellect;
God is regarded as the World's Reason.
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“You have lost your mind!”
they told him. His eccentricities
surpassed the boundaries
they regarded as
normal.
Determined to get his mind back,
he searched forest, roadside,
bridge, cemetery….everywhere he remembered
visiting; wondering whether his mind existed or not,
because he had memories.
By: Teddy Kimathi
Study the Scriptures*, God's Word
Precepts to be read and memorized
Statutes to be delighted in and with which to be familiarized
Truths to be acknowledged and recognized
Testimonies to be regarded and realized.
*2Timothy 2:15 Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.
March 19, 2019
Three witches
by one sword drawn
from heaven at the
inching of day
thrice regarded, naught
but once slain
for high treason by jury
though not of sound mind
idolatrous fancy its credo
and kind
but divine be certain mercy
oft a misnomer of fools
for whom heresy converts
in the shallowest pool
therefore say the witches let
fate run her course
when the fire avenges
let it be from our source
Sullen and defensive
(what's it to you?)
quietly disappearing
what difference does it make?
[tiny] and inferior
beaten into believing the propaganda
from [un]reliable sources
Her heart knew [stuck in survival mode]
nothing but self loathing and
self preservation. To her (unknowing) credit.
Strength.
Regarded as a “loose canon”
by proxy and
so it went.
Scarred.
A miracle.
In God’s eyes.
“Always remember that birds eat ant,
but in the end, ending up as ants’ menu list”,
she always told him.
Regarding the statement as a concoction of words,
he went on doing what he loved doing; consuming time
in a Gypsy tent, searching for the elixir of immortality.
In the end, he died of old age without a solution
to his aging, which he regarded as a natural abnormality;
time finally consumed him.
clear blue
in the mystic
retreating ever as a
circumstance with
which to reckon
only self dissolved
spares little for the
victim
cleaned to recognition
remorseful more than
now enveloped
reduced to sensation
clouded by radiance
forthright with a
tip of the hat kind of
class long forgotten
projected through the
window
fatal fumes regarded
as sunbeams
made of ashen
cedar plumes
to the beginning
hali kama ilivyo
status quo
existing state of affairs
hali kama ilivyo
status quo
regarded social or political issues
vested interest in maintaining
the state in which
ever so wholesome
the crest of the eagle soars
flies watches over the horizon
the only one separates the world
calling selfish personal
hali kama ilivyo
the status quo
4/23/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
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