I am I
fate seals fate
breathe pause breathe
steps trace, paths, trace steps
faith moves mountains, moves faith
dreams weaves memories weaves dreams
moonlight drinks tears drinks moonlight
forever begins ends begins in forever
longingly I linger I longingly
mirrored reflections mirrored
echoes return echoes
time after time
on time on
time
The clock will chime
time
The World filled with crime
time
The silence of the mime
time
time after time
Time after time
By Michelle Morris
03/03/2022
Time after time
I will be there when you call
Time after time
I will be your rock and your fortress
Time after time
I'll still the winds and the waves
Time after time
I will show you Jesus saves
Time after time
I will catch you when you fall
Time after time
I will hear your cries and more
Time after time
I will heal you when you break
Time after time
I will forgive your human mistakes
Time after time
I will cleanse you with My blood
Time after time
I will grace you with My love
© Michelle Morris, 2022
Leave the future to chance,
Fate and I will always dance.
Leave the present to me,
Will and I must always be.
Leave the past to time,
Destiny and I shall always rhyme.
Time after Time
Be my Valentine
Barely in time
As Feb. 1st chimes
Delayed lines
To celebrate
Valentine's
Fourteen times
This month in rhymes
For my Wendoline's
Love Prime time:
Do throw in a line ...
Won't you, Clement and Clementine
Carroll and Caroline
Ciao: it's past my bedtime
It's a snakepit because paradise is just a tattoo,
where the indigent,
slithers in and out like some revolving door,
where the toughest guards,
don't walk alone,
cause even the delicate ones,
can gut you dry in their awakening,
where Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny are armed,
the bells go off,
and so do they,
when they are in their delirium state,
need the warden out from his chapel to mediate,
his tiled floor is consecrate ground,
keeping the egregious nutjobs away from him,
but there's just no talking to the obtuse.
There's no such thing as a happy ever after Mr. Disney.
~~Sooner or later, we all die.
Date: 08/20/2019
muscles of the clock
shook me awake, as i neared
the slim margin between dusk
and dawn, having slipped
up - intensity of dread —
soft sunlight alarms the blinds.
i attempt to rise,
entangled in shifting sheets.
dripping sweat from every pore,
my feet meet the floor
and i race to the shower. . .
precariously washing.
hair still soaking wet,
i shift into drive posthaste,
find the highway and i race.
suddenly i slide
to a stop, as the clock stands
in my way, then wakes me up.
7/16/2019
Fives and Sevens Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Joseph May
Picture 4
*Time after time - repeatedly
"time after time"
somewhere between yesterday and today
time after time this road was traveled
lost in limbo lost in pain lost in a storm
with wrong decisions and unsuitable choices
somehow the fog and path to lost mounted
a new day began as yesterday endlessly shadowed
mind body and soul have been overtaken
such a cloud of darkness took its reign
further and further deeper and deeper
suddenly out of the blue with grace
thoughts cleared as the heart began to beat
somewhere from this day came everlasting sun
SkyWatcher
09-18-18
note:
good morning all
please consider this a dedication to anyone going through hard times
life and stress can truly take a toll on mind body and spirit
may this day find you well
some thoughts other than nature or love
thank you
may you all endure
may the sun shine
7/6/17
Time after time
Rhyme after rhyme
You can take it line for line
Far from difficult to decide
When it came to pride
Another thorn in my side
An ongoing occurence worldwide
You can't bribe
Even if you tried
Never will you become a part of the tribe
Too often you have lied
While you still can, you better slide
Before you get taken out with the tide
That's all good and fine
Go ahead and speak of what is divine
While you preach to mankind
I'm going to climb
And open up my mind
While light and darkness arrives
Events coincide
Whether or not seen with our own eyes
It still may have been incredibly difficult to describe
It is not the writing, but the subject
As it is almost like fighting to get some people to reflect
Typing on the keyboard, asking God for some direction
For anytime I soared it was always in God's reflection
Many will miss out, wallowing in their own doubt
It is to them that I shout, why aren't you more devout
Only repeating what the Lord has said as you lie in that bed
Knowing full well in my head without the Lord, you are dead
So I'll try one style like using the color gray
Then after a while I try things a different way
But for everything I say there is always someone in denial
So all I can do is pray and whittle away with this file
And so I again begin down yet another path
Talking about the wrath that comes along with our sin
But why did you continue to read being in such doubt
I just wish that you agreed that Jesus is your only way out
our bodies wear out time and again,
but we return to the earthly plane,
our lover friends return they do,,
we meet again fore life is through,
on this you can depend,
magnetic attractions too,
and pre-written is the when......
Don
re: "Angel Hearts"
Debbie Duncan
*
Death is all we got at the end.
This makes time my only friend.
8-30-12
Back & forth
The swing dwindles and fluctuates forever caught in a spiraling breeze
Time & again
Time after time the pain happens tears drop you feel emty your heart bruns and the
mind wonders why ... You keep askin what did you do waiting to hear someone tell
you where you went wrong ... Time after time you pick yourself up you brush off
yesterday and the drak clouds it left .. Just to face another day thats no diffrent from
the last ... Time after time sadness comes you see yourself falling apart .. you know
you feel you breath who you are but it slowly sliping away ... Time after time your
standing all alone hoping for that chance praying for change but nothin ever comes..
Time repeats and after it repeats there only one way to stop time ..
Time after time
Will cure me
After my own heart killing me
Turning by the time
You won’t still beside me
Maybe it’s not possible
But neither impossible
If you’re really my perfect card
You won’t separate our hearts
Eventhough in your heart
You will fight me
I still believe we won’t be apart
But again, you’ve left me
Time after time
Will cure me
After my own heart killing me
Turning by the time
I still hope you were here with me
Time after time
Curing in the perfect time
Loving you, is like running out of time
Time after time, please cure me…
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