Bridge club Barbie had her dance down well
The cards began flying up and down the hill
We ducked as the eight of clubs flew on past
She’s in a toot said her friend Willow Wast.
The seven of hearts went winging past my ear
I moved out of the way, for I was way too near
Bridge club Barbie was in a mood for sure.
Her partner’s bid was as awful as smelly manure
Categories:
wast, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
April 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Samuel 1-3
Key Verse – 2Samuel 1:14 And David said unto him, How wast thou not afraid to stretch forth thine hand to destroy the LORD'S anointed?
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO EXHORTS US
TO SUPPORT THE LORD’S ANOINTED
Praise be to God for exhorting us to support the Lord’s anointed in:
Bravery along sin-anguish to overcome temptation
Battle against unrighteousness toward triumph
Best awakened from tests for thanksgiving
Business around ministry-toils
Blessings amidst trials
2Samuel 2:6 Praise be to the Lord Who helps us
to show kindness to others:
Strengthening faithfulness-fervency
Settling fellowship-friendship
Subduing foolishness-failure
Smiting frustration-fright
Sharing faith-fervour
2Samuel 3:39 Praise be to the Saviour for
rewarding everyone well according to His:
Wisdom to correct wickedness
Way for checking willfulness
Word midst compassion for the weak
Work that cares for the weary
Will commending the worthy. Amen!
April 4, 2024
Categories:
wast, bible, blessing, christian, faith,
Form: Alliteration
Bridge club Barbie had her dance down well
The cards began flying up and down the hill
We ducked as the eight of clubs flew on past
She’s in a toot said her friend Willow Wast.
The seven of hearts went winging past my ear
I moved out of the way, for I was way too near
Bridge club Barbie was in a mood for sure.
Her partner’s bid was as awful as smelly manure
Categories:
wast, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
her bands wast softly singing a rhymn
it's the one folks said play it one more time
when we kissed I smelled her fragance
I thought I heard trumpets in the distance
we danced to an Ole lovers tune
we acted like we were on our honeymoon
when the music stopped
people applauded
we just bowed and curteied
know one would ever thought it
would be the day we'd start dating
inbetween the lectures and debating
we had some wonderful times together
her acting coy and me acting clever
I hummed the tune and she started singing
took the words right out of my mouth
I kissed her to be quiet
guess you know what that one's about
she is one incredible dancer
I love when she cha'cha too
when she leans in to tell me
That she loves me too
Categories:
wast, marriage, music,
Form: Ballade
I
As I gaze upon thou face of sheer beauty
I begin reminiscing about the times with thee
The times at which hour vigor shone upon us like the oriental sun
The times at which hour worries wast but a grain of sand
The times at which hour unadulterated happiness wast present
This feeling of happiness now shrouded by time
All that remains is one frozen moment
One thing to recall my love...
(2016)
Categories:
wast, allegory, allusion, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
I
Moonlight; shining upon thy collied, weary heart.
Her visage, so doleful, scarred with an age of many failures.
Her eyes, like a dilapidated sea, serving as residence to only Death, and his many friends.
But if 't be true thy continueth to gaze at the surface, and behold beyond darkness, thee wilt discover what wast shrouded by thyself;
A red, luscious, rose, which releases a boisterous, fragrant aroma to all
Unblemished by time, by age, by failure; by anything.
Her wonderful aroma seeps through the dark, scarred surface of the moon.
(2018)
Categories:
wast, allusion, beautiful, beauty, joy,
Form: Free verse
Amestecul his name Spiral Tantu
Who wishes my fiance as his wife
Wast makes her stall to marry me.
Her name Allus, she cursed me in
the detail of there romance. She is
nepasator and unkind. I often wait
for the translation of these details,
oh God am I fool? Am I a fool!
Getzen Kaiser
Categories:
wast, film,
Form: Bio
*Image of Daniel in the Lion's Den by Peter Paul Reubens.
The Sixth of Daniel
Walketh I, thy path of righteousness, beheld His glory,
Lifted me upon thy pedestal, godsends didst overflow,
Name I lord overseer to a third of the Medes kingdom,
King Darius favor astir cohorts to envy, concoct ruses,
Deceptive intrigue dupes, prayers to induce him alone,
Ruling ricochets both together King Darius and myself,
Unbeknownst I, exploits hands didst seize my person,
Thy servant wast bound cast down into the lion's den,
Constant pray I, Grace abideth with me, I fear no evil,
Occasion thy beast that they'd hunger naught, assert,
Oh Father, thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven,
Art denied am I thy countenance, 'tis yond lion's den,
Faith I apiece well-sprung eyes, obliged glad tidings,
The hour steadies, a lion's den notably stable, bestill,
My presence overwhelms one joyfully, two confused,
Witticism replaceth tomfoolery as similar fates a pair,
Restoreth bliss as a kingdom praises my deliverance,
Redemption's always confirmed in steadfast prayers,
Tenacious faith that placeth the wealth of me in Him.
2022 February 23
Categories:
wast, bible, blessing, evil, faith,
Form: Free verse
Gramercy of this aroint,
doth she come?
Sirrah crown cries well met,
doth she come?
Ye wast in a hurry.
Aroint! Thy heads were seel.
Aye, thou art nay dispatches.
Aye, thou art woe.
Thou wouldst be dead.
Hark now hie!
Hark now hie!
Categories:
wast, color, joy,
Form: Clerihew
Anon! The shadow chilled, mimikri and frosted with domineering dogma.
Thou wast trying escape and melt with thy magna carta.
The shadow was asking thee about crossroad and miniatur epic.
Who always doth fighting versus tyrannical peasant of lingua sacra?
Nay! The shadow given the souls and was sparkling in purgatory, but the light is so poor.
Accepted the unfathomable ferocity,
yearning all the while as patriacal era?
Aberrant behavior is chalked forth to tradition by robbed some of its faith, aroint thee!
Canonized the triumphant for dram of science or saint paramilitia?
Neither of these seems as blurring and ambigu answer.
Why should not members of the holy
suffering paranoia?
The shadow already blended patriach rebels, prithee!
His eyes twinkled criptically as luminated magenta and elegia.
The shadow built antedates canonization and say, "God-den Padre, gramercy!"
He goes through on his hurlyburly journey and ever reflected pareidolia.
Five beldams ate many doits, flying in the dunnest sky.
The shadow was striking tabor, unyoke, hasta la vista!
Categories:
wast, character, imagery,
Form: Qasida
that i might love as
lovers do
and make woman want and need me
then they shall stand before me
to be mine
the need of belonging
the soughted bare
thus must I havest thee as mine
the keepsake of love
that as lovers we might engage to
be in love
thus the creation of our togetherness
might have others to wish us apart
curse them that we have now
to be together
curse them that they wish us apart!
HAVEST ME
AS LOVER
HAVEST ME
OH THOSE WHO WISH US
STRAINGED AND UNRAVELED
HAVEST ME
AS LOVER
HAVEST ME
THAT I STRAIN FOR
LOVE HAVEST ME!
WAST THE NIGHT
WE HAVEST TOGETHER
MAKE US LOVE
EACH OTHER
HAVEST ME
THAT I STAND IN THE DOORWAY OF FOREVER
AND OPEN THE DOOR TO LET YOU
IN HAVEST ME
MIGHT I SEEP IN YOUR EMOTIONS
AND SMILE IN HAPPINESS
MIGHT I STAND BEFORE YOU AS LOVER
HAVEST ME.
Categories:
wast, character, clothes, love, music,
Form: Ballade
UNE PERSONNE AMBITIEUSE, AVEC L'AMBITION POLITIQUE, A TROUVE' UN PLAN, QUI PERMETAUX AMERICANS DE TRAVAIL D'INVESTIR $50.00 PAR MOIS VERS LEUR RETRAITE, QUI QUAND ILS PRENNENT LEUR RETRAITE IRAIT VERS LES ACHATS FUTURS DE NOURRITURE!
WAST WORDS SPEAK OF UNITY
THAT SOME HUNGER THAT LABORED CHORE
FROM DAYS WERE THEY WERE
APPRECATED
THEY LIVE THEIR LIVES IN CHORE!
HINS FOR THE SPOKEN WORD
THAT ALL AMERICA COULD AGREE
THE WORDS WRITTEN FOR US
FOR ALL THE WORLD TO SEE !
Categories:
wast, america, anti bullying, appreciation,
Form: Ballade
wast it love
woven or well knitted
fabrics that cover the corves
of her beautiful body
the liquiers of these men
shall make words easier to pronounce
thus might we sing nightstrummed
to the audiences of
people
those who wish to hear lyrics of love
Categories:
wast, art, beach, beauty, character,
Form: Ballad
Seeing the Almighty Lord* with faith's vision
my illumined eye is awed along gratefulness' bliss...
Looking unto Jesus Christ midst the regal blue sky,
my spirit's pen is inspired to indite...
Rejuvenating my spirit against zaffre angst
God in His royal grandeur
of admiral sovereignty reveals to me
through my tiffany-covered ultra-chic Bible:
His precious love –
beyond sapphire’s worth and turquoise price
His cyan peace surpassing Pacific
or Arctic Ocean’s serenity
His cornflower grace reflected
by cerulean firmament above azure sky
His lapis lazuli light against midnight turmoil
pacifying cobalt trials’ crucible
His comfort cuddling me as a baby
within Aegean enclosure
His berry-filled blessings with peacock beauty
along aquamarine trust-prayer.
*Revelation 11:17 ...We give thee thanks, O Lord God Almighty, which art, and wast, and art to come.
July 13, 2018
1st place, "Poetically Me THIS PICTURE WHAT CHA' SEE" Poetry Contest Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.; judged on 7/16/2019.
Edited on November 2, 2021
Categories:
wast, blessing, encouraging, faith, god,
Form: Free verse
she speak to lovers
all of whom she admires and adores
they whisper their wants to one another
like prayers to a god
a god that listens and understands them
they speak to voices
only to hear chants
they ask for monetary currencies
that they might exist beyond the scope of their being
who's voice shall answer mine
might i be lucky enough to be heard
that these ways make it easier to live
and love
between those who like living this way
yet god if you hear me
might you listen
that i might have possession of the flower amiss the garden
that it's beauty is valued high among men
and that possession of this flower
will make other to perceive me as successful
that a king among kings
only are to war
but a king to his queen
might he be loved
that the words of men are to be heard by the god
who shall grant love to them
that others might contest these lovers
might i have the flower
might i have the flower
might i have flower to possess as my own
that the woman might be adorn as much as
the world adorns the blooming bloossoms
amiss your fields and gardens
might i possess this beautiful ornament as my own
Categories:
wast, analogy, change, for him,
Form: Diamante
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