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The battle begins with an assault on the hill
Our men respond knowing my will
The white warriors continue their drill as before
My men are confident to the core
I order attack on the right white flank
The whites maintain their tightened rank
Generals continue to deploy the men
Since the White attack, this general must defend
My right bank archers saw the chance
Neutralized the left bank Archers in confidence
The trench warriors were stopped in their tracks
This stalemate will eventually end on the flanks
The White General moved to his right
Surrounded by warriors ready to fight
A squad of tanks guarded his side
The Master General needed to hide
My main power entered the fray
The enemy King cornered in the bay
The battle continued action to action
General to General, Grant and Jackson
Both sides fought to the end
The White warriors had to defend
I saw the opportunity to be great
My final maneuver delivered Checkmate!
A Chess Poem
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Overused WORDS by Poets
Poets use certain words a TRITE too much
Roses are red and LUMINOUS and such
Mountains are BREATHTAKING
Oceans are EXHILARATING
ENGAGING conversation is what I enjoy
Creating the MIRACULOUS I also employ
PROFOUND was a Clinton word
With LEGENDARY status he is still heard
Yet, with URGENCY, I complete this poem
So, Violets are blue in Rome
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I give thanks
for a Dementia patient growing more loving in latter years, my mother
for a Dad who has diabetes, high-blood pressure, overweight, and
should have been in the grave 20 years earlier like father and brother
I give thanks
for a wife with lymphoma who has shown her faith and love of God
for a son who traveled the world and used nursing skills for others
for a daughter with challenges growing up, after college had four job offers
I give thanks
For churches that I have attended that have helped mature me
For good jobs to help take care of my family and those in need
For a great education from a Community College and University
For iron sharpening friends and mentors in to my life they gave
For my Lord Jesus Christ who first loved and got me saved
I give thanks
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Plants, Trees, Hills, and Grass
White shed black trim corner back
School and Park with kids
Path near fence where two dogs track
Green, Brown, Orange, Yellow, Red, Black
Five Pines fifty years
Rock garden and sidewalk near
Lilac Bushes two
Squirrels, Chipmunks, Birds fly through
Expanse of sky white and blue
Back yard oasis singing
Leaves like bells ringing
Barbeque Charcoals on fire
Burgers, Brats, cooked to desire
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In Ancient days names had definition
The Carpenters were of course Carpenters
Some names brought recognition
Jesus had many names, I know them well
Some called him the Son of God
But his mother used Emmanuel
Joseph Guth, My Father’s name
Not just German for Good, which was my claim
The Irish, the Germans use a word
Guth is for god, rather absurd
A royal noble name
I walk with each day
Just like you
Feet of clay
A god I am
What does that mean
I am not divine
And certainly not lean
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Cave man writes poems
Six foot six under three hundred
Bearded and balding
No training high school English
I’m having fun none-the-less
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Tornado
Destruction
Afterwards
Calm
Sweet Forgiveness
Calms Winds
Washes Clean
Past Sins
A Grudge Dies
Restoration made
Lighting Lives
Peace Made
Humble Heart
Narrow Path
Few find
Will last
Calm the Storm
Forgive the past
Peace within
For Ever last
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Gaia colors rustic image
Artemas' canvas celebrates
Awed through universal coverage
Thrilled voices reverberate
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ABC Poem from Joseph
A beautiful coconut drenches everything fragrantly. Growing happily in joviality, Kings laugh mightily. Notably ornamented perfect Queens restore sweet times under virulent walls. Xenias years zapped.
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What if it’s true about this thing some call creation? There must be a creator to have a creation.
What if it’s true that man started in a garden? A creator wanted a friend not someone to pardon.
What if it’s true that man committed cosmic treason? Hind sight shows joining Satan didn’t stand to reason.
The serpentine being promised, “You will be like God."
How’s that working for you, being your own god?
What if it’s true that the creator has 10 simple rules? They could not be that hard for thinking fools.
Or could they? Here are just six.
What if it’s true that one God is for you?
What if it’s true that we are to worship a Jew?
What if it’s true?
What if it’s true that we should take a day and rest?
What if it’s true that honoring your parents is best?
What if it’s true?
What if it’s true that you should not do the deed with another’s spouse?
What if it’s true that you should not steal or covet someone’s house?
What if it’s true?
The creator became a man and lived a righteous life.
To the cross the innocent went where he suffered and died
He rose again to complete his task
And again I say, What if it’s true?
What if it’s true that he paid it all?
What if it’s true that I am free from Adam’s fall
He took the Father’s punishment each of us deserves
He gave me his righteousness without reserve
All it takes is faith in the Son.
The heart goes through changes.
Then you could be one.
What if it’s true?
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