Astronomical starlit night
Beaming , sparkling much delight
Candescent sunlight brightly shining
Divinity, a cloud with silver lining
Essence of respect for creation we must demand
Forever peace we must take a stand
Graciously accept God is the source
Heartfelt zest within life force
Inspiration lead with much flair
Joyously exhibit to others how much we care
Knowing that life is eternal
Love for self it is internal
Manifest all that truth delivers
Notably for all we are caregivers
Outwardly we all must shine
Protect all that remains divine
Quality of life is what we speak
Restitution of souls for all we seek
Salvaging Mother Earth a dream
Testimony of God's universal scheme
Utopia a figment of emotion?
Verify divine devotion
Wholesomely we share what thrills
Xenophobia our hearts it chills
Youngsters we pray will accept old wisdom
Zappiness within God's kingdom
Wholesomely we wander with worthy
Warming wisdom;
Our onderful oneness overcoming
Oxymoronic odds;
God's glooming great glory gleaming,
Generating gratefulness:-
WHOLESOME ONEDERFUL GLORY
Wholesomely we wander with worthy
warming wisdom;
Our onederful oneness overcoming
oxymoronic odds:-
God’s great gleaming glory glooming;
greatness generated:-
Yes?
Question?
Please go on.
What's subjective?
When one applies one.
For my part. For myself?
Correct. You apply yourself.
Is that an abstract, or is not?
Well, for it is not an absolute?
Why it cannot be an absolute?
Abstracts are only you alone.
Absolutes encompass more?
Therefore I'm an abstract?
Wholesomely, you are.
Changeling effects?
I'm matchless?
Quite so!
Yes.
I did not want to build as I thought, honestly,
The relationship between us will sure to break;
My brother and I stood, hand in hand, constantly,
With prayer for each other each day we did wake...!
Nuisances, yet, like menaces in Egypt, increased,
His sheep and goats and hen and cocks filled my rooms clean;
My gardens got filled with his beasts wholesomely greased,
I couldn't bear to breathe, though his garden is green...!
Enough is enough, I said, I built it, lo, hence,
To see him, yet, I had to look over my wall;
I could have, lo, solved the matter with a fence,
Why did I build a wall? Did I give a peace call...?
Shall I break this wall brother? I humbly asked him,
Make a gate, for now, he said, joy in heart, fill-brim...!!!
good-looking gorgeous gregarious godmother of mine
guards graceful gracious grateful great-grandma so fine
giddy girls giving genuine gumdrops, guiding GIs to Guinea,
Generating ghastly ghostly gibberish unheard by many,
Gently germinating geometric gelatin a plenty.
Golden goggles glowing good-naturedly
I like these giddy girls who giggle wholesomely.
Artificial Intelligence that is what they call it
colloquial words scattered telepathically
without number system
They met me at four thirty am
outside
with the sound of an ancient helicopter
soaking me with sensory stimuli;
Elemental infrastructure meets futurism
with resounding harmony;
Standing only two feet in proximity
with auditory perception,
I experienced their message loud and clear
we are here to protect you "Soul Slipper"
we do not wish you any harm but to heal you;
I awoke feeling safe, wholesomely healed.
August 28, 2020
Your heart is the frail vessel
containing the power of the winds.
It carries you, wholesomely,
in tiny pieces of crystal
through the liquid night.
Let your spirit be still,
amid the throbs of pain
sculpting deeper chambers in your heart.
God's Love runs deep.
You have heard love stories, but many were truthfully nightmares or folk lore.
He wore himself exceedingly well, I looked up at him nice and slow.
Pureness and goodness oozed out of him – honesty and love, which shook me to my core.
His hazel eyes and long dark eyelashes knew how to say hello.
His guiding hand and open heart whisked me to a never before known shore.
His goodness leapt from the depth of his soul, sweet, pure goodness -not any way a show.
No one loved another this hard, no matter how many love stories happened before.
He was by far the kindest man I would ever meet, I instantly did know.
There was nothing unseemly about him, he was my lovely forevermore.
I was ready to say take me now, for I was indeed ripe and ready to go.
His attention, and vibrations shook me wholesomely to my inner core.
In his presence I had turned into an angel, a woman with a sparkling glow.
That was almost fifty years ago, and I could have never asked for more.
Keep looking for your forever one, it will mean more than you could ever know.
Pieces of this were written: July 2018
Edited for this Contest 12-02-2018
Contest: Color of My Heart
Sponsor: John Hamilton
When I write of you,
and my love for you,
I also write of God.
For I know He loves me
through the love we
share together each day.
Through you, I feel the
warmth and tenderness
of heaven and it is real.
With you, I feel His touch,
when you embrace me with
your gentle hands.
When I embrace you, I
know our God holds me
me so very close also
The times I hear your voice
it reminds me of the quiet
times when at night His spirit
speaks to me...
For when I think of God
I see your love, and when
I think of you I see the
love of God...
And it shows me our love
is blessed, and made so
wholesomely complete, when
we are equally one together.
Happy Happy Birthday ? ~•°Ren Fields°•~? '
To the BEST AND BRIGHTEST HANDSOME GUY
with the most
SWEETEST SMILING FACE
let me say
happy happy birthday to you
i lift up my glass with a
LYRICAL Toast
just as KINDLY NICE
and WHOLESOMELY TERRIFIC
as to say to you
i hope you have a
happy happy birthday
that only a
POLITE GENTLEMAN
like you can do
happy happy birthday
to a KIND And ADORABLE
MAN AS LOVABLE
as BABY FACE REN FIELDS
WE LOVE YOU
I never before,
Have felt the way I do now,
Happiest I've been.
Nothing is as tempting
As the flesh of forbidden fruit
One bite, so succulent, so sweet tasting,
Was enough for her to know
That this was all she ever needed
Past fruit that she had feasted on
Could never, now satiate her
Or fill her so wholesomely as this
And having tasted it once
She knew she had to have her fill
As her lips felt the soft sensual flesh,
She gave of herself completely
And the doors of desire, that for so long
Had been closed within her core, re-opened
Allowing love to enter in once more.
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Lavishing lovely, lively lyric… laudably
Singing sound, sensational songs sweetly
Rocking real, romantic rhapsodies… rightly
Poets pen powerful poems passionately
Writing real, righteous, romantic rhymes rightly
Wielding wealthy, wild, wise words wholesomely
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