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A Work In Progress

Though born a sinner, I shall be…
A saint of God eternally.
By Faith in Christ, great Hope I see.
He is not finished yet with me.

Though trials test and pain abound,
His grace and mercies are my glee.
His arms of comfort doth surround.
He is not finished yet with me.

Though sickness deals a heavy blow
The great Physician hears my

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Glimpses of truth revealed from time to time,
whilst useful, does not signal soul’s ascent,
having neither etched in heart God’s love chime,
nor granted bliss our unreserved consent,
onslaught of lust, unable to prevent.
Flickering awareness, a half measure,
for there are attachments we still treasure
and so at best it’s still work in progress,
as we become nonchalant to pleasure,
God’s light

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Why wait for a muse to get inspiration
When the words are there in your head
If not in the brain, perhaps in the heart
As seat of emotion and passionate drive
Where all feelings must escape to thrive

Creativity fails if reliant on concentration
Try detachment and an open mind instead
Ideas always find you, they need no chart
For

A Work In Progress

I walk up to the microphone,
it’s one of those old-time microphones
that almost hides the face.

As yet my unspoken words
are pauses between mute lips.
I am a work in progress,
layers have to peel away
until I can see my true self
in any mirror.

Like all mystics I am expendable,
a surplus voice in a menagerie 
of other sounds.

When you get

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The pieces of me scattered
By my trying hand
They disappear so fast
Clinging to the last
Shred of who I am

Keeping everything inside
That shouldn't have to be
Closed an open book
Without a second look
At the words that make me, me

Can't do right by everyone
Least of all myself
In a world where nothing's free
I fight for more than me
Cost

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"You are fixing to walk the same road I have little
girl ,"she said to me".He loves me", I stupidly and
hopefully answered back.I don't even want to go into the many ways she was right and I was wrong.
Let me encapsulate it this way.I married a man knowing he exhibited the very rage I called myself
running

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Though the destination when we left Illinois was supposed to be Waco Texas we ended up in Bowlingreen, Kentucky.We were in a trailer park
behind the lost river truck stop where my mom
cooked. I enrolled at Warren Central High where
I was acing it except for Algebra which I was failing.One night the night cook was sick

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I guess it is time to tell how this leg of the journey
concluded.One day I was hanging out upstairs.Yeah I know,after all that talk about
the weird sounds coming from up there and actually seeing movement ,always in my peripheral
vision.The room that actually creeped me out was the one with the magenta wallpaper.I always made sure

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And a good morning to you.Today I have a lot to get done so will concentrate on telling you about Lorsie which was the name I called her. If I get my chores done we will talk later tonight.  Lorsie
had always been soft.Soft in tone,soft in spirit.She
can be matter of  fact when necessary

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Now I probably would have stayed out if I had not known for a fact that
LaDonna  Poirret had been allowed entrance and she had never hand washed his dirty socks before a game and ironed them dry as had I his forgotten pal.I never saw LaDonna carrying in coal which was his job not

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Bursap another example of my mom's butchering
Of the english language.She really was a funny woman.One time she told me "I used to be a good looking woman .Now I'm ugly as a mud fence.Never saw a mud fence., but it does sound ugly don't it?She was definitely a woman not to be reckoned with.I saw

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I never went looking for trouble it came looking 
for me.Bobby Long.He moved in around fourth grade.As far as he was concerned I was chum and he was Mr. Big Bad(albeit)cowardly shark.He picked me cause I had a neon sign flashing Victim on my
meek little forhead.It went from making fun of me
telling me I had

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Shortly after me and mom's showdown is when
I had my one and only out of body experience.I
had been doing dishes one summer Saturday evening as per dads direction.There was a knock at the door.I went to answer it and there stood Sandy Tucker and Marilyn Woodard.Now old Sandy knew how the other side lived,in fact

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Buddy.Dad's disappointment so necessarily mother's golden boy.
 The first night in the new house four things took
Place.1.Dad said the woman who had lived there was purported to have been a witch,could in fact make a table appear to walk.2.Got to experience 
The luxury of indoor plumbing.3.Golden boy turned cartwheel in living room breaking light on

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The 2nd reason the eldest remained exempt is someone had to see him as something other than a monster.To testify to his humanity.The remainder sans the baby could not as their own humanity was so completely ignored . He became her champion and she the favored child."Just be obedient ",she would say when asked to

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