beings
trying to
cope with a
human
awakening.
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I want to thank you, good God,
for the faith that leads me to you,for the hope that carries me in doubt,for the love that makes my heart happyfor you, because you are with meevery moment of my life!(Graphic:MyLifetreeGod Chose You as Your Child’s Parent for a Reason – Google Bilder)
Make our sanctification
depending on Godin all thingsby choosingto die to selfand live for God.
When you pray
think and believein your depthsthat the healingis dependenton your prayers.
The Bible is filled
reaping and sowing,indeed the apostlePaul reminds usthat ‘we reapwhat we sow’,either to evilor to good.And like Paul,the prophet Hoseaalso recognizedthe deeper truththat is packedwithin thesesimple words.
The Word of God
on holy living,walking in spiritand truth, abidinginand growing in grace.
Joy is always
and gratitude isalways a functionof perspective.If we are goingto change our lives,we are going to haveto change the way we see.
on the page,
the cup chipped
on the windowsill.
wood stacked against
the porch,
the shadows on the
empty swing.
the kiss lost,
and the ring.
red dirt dried
on the shovel,
the old boots left
by the door.
the creaking of the
screen door opening,
the box tied and
packed away.
hunger sap dried
on novel sheets,
the half smoked cigarette
lying in the ashtray.
the sound of the empty room,
in that old house on nowhere lane!
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the family farmer,
the construction worker,the truckdriver…the backbone of America!these are the peopleyou’ve chosen to persecute,to abuse, and throw away…you’ve cut off your hands,and started a revolution…your fathers, your mothers,hardworking, and honest.the flesh and bones, and blood…the heart and the soul…what are you thinking now?
lit a match,
in the darkness…the story of life?a momentary glowin the infinite night!the smell of sulfur,and fingers burnt…holding the flametoo close!
autumn leaves…
dissolving into the earth,leaving no sign,no name, no identity,not a mark, not a trace,for the passage of time…and yet…a part of….of such is my life.and i find peace in this!a part of…all that has been,all that will be,a part of…
small town, vacant store fronts,
early morning February sun!people stand and gawk,by the old tracks, train forgotten…childhood memories, up in smoke.they call it America,the land of opportunity;freedom weeps, no one hears!cars built overseaspowered by Middle East oil,race by, headed for Walmart…and tonight they’ll debateover family values and taxes.somewhere, a church bell ringing,and someone goes to bed hungry!
i dont do churches
and pews, and copper platesheld by hands beckoning salvation…my church is lined by trees,with great rolling hills,wild animals roam freely,birds fly overhead!i dont do dogma,hellfire and damnation….we speak compassionwith silent voices!our prayers are hands,reaching out to help,with eyes that see sameness,and hearts that have ears….knowing that we are whatwe do and have done….there is no…
news blackout, streets packed out,
feed the poor, Communist whores,dont know how despair feels!Jefferson raise a cup, Crazy Horse rises up,freedom’s a blood filled rainbow…homeless jobless, insulated snobness,fighting for today and tomorrow.faces on hands, hands on heart,a small fire strong against the dark.all God’s children doing their part….faces on hands, hands on heart!
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Of Poetry!
What is
Your opinion about
This here?
There are
Many boats going on
On this stream!
Yeah! A lot
Of poetry boats are
Many going on!
Whose boat
Are you going on
Poetry stream?
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Religion is an individual spiritual matter, but not a social
For the whole world under the rule of a dictator and that isImpossible to happen as it is rejected ever by human world!Military rule by a dictator like Alexander or Gheniz Khan orNepolean or Hitler for the whole world had failed long ago;Economically also by trade and industry under one colonialPower, one world rule next…
Everybody knows Cordell’s She;
Cordell is elated beyond words!Then the interlude continuesAs in hide and seek gamesChildren play all the while.Among heavy topics of lengthFrom serious and joyous guysCordell writes to all to be with all;A card that fits in all sequence in Cards!So, the joy of company goes onMaking all enjoy the fun all time;Despite this she is…
Climate change affects all nations every year;
The unbearable cold climate, before that theCloud bursting rains, floods and havoc andBefore that long droughts sans any rain inSome places have made all think about all theThings being done in the name of developmentsAll over the world to boost economy and also,The social life of people needing to be madeHigh in standard as really…
Persons of five generations I have seen so far in my life;
All best things of arts, science, literature, music and songsI have had chance to browse and bring out the best in my poems!Poetry is the best medium most helpful for me to convey all ofMy best ideas about those matters in a way possible in my endeavour;Yet, so many things seem to be expressed as…
Educational knowledge develops individual personality to do job better;
Creative and inventive works of talented individuals make a nation Super power;Only such super nations bring peace and make the world a better place to live!For that, a great and big democratic nation having many races, religions, languages, etc.Should implement world class uniform education system with same syllabus for all schools and colleges;Then only, national…
With the knowledge we have acquired, have we solved all puzzles?
Have we found out how the life cell has appeared on the Earth?Have we found out the source of soul and where it goes after death?Nothing of this sort we have so far found out with our knowledge!The knowledge we have gained so far seems to be nil to answer all!By intuition we guess certain…
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Oh, the things that people do
As life they uncover,
Can we ever discover?
The reason for the unreasonable
The breakthroughs from tradition,
That seem in a way, treasonable,
But it feels so good,
To break with some traditions,
Progress is made,
From experimental, renditions.
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Blessed are the Brave,
The freedoms of the World,How dare anyone say,That the US of A.,Is not Exceptional!This Country and its brave people,Have saved the World, so many times,In so many ways, allied with others,Made it possible, to have a brighter day,So Liberty, in this torn up World,Would always find it’s way.
Tell me how you feel,
The way I feel for you,Every hour, every year,Every minute, thru and thru:Like a cloud that cannot rain,Like an ocean white, not blue,Like a winter on a plain,Like transparency of dew,Like the light that comes and goes,Where it stops, nobody know,Like the wind tied to a tree,A deep pain you cannot see,Tell me this and…
How strange,
My peaceful day,Intensive gray,That will not stay,Just floats away,Perpetual change,How strange.The changing shapes,The light that drapes,Some shadows,Memories,The clouds are here,And then there gone,Like certainly will we
We know so much,
The Tribal flux,Looks for no acquittal.Today we are no different,Than all the Others,The Country is living,Its saddest hours…
I love you, Poetry,
You flow in me like new blossoms,Pink and red and full of Love.With you, life is never quiet,I have music, I have rhythmAnd blue hope in skies above.I navigate thru Life’s Ocean,With your help and at my side,For without you, I’m still waterJust an ocean without, tideJust a shadow with no smile.If without you, I…
Fakes are Fakes,
So voting people do wake up,And see the truth,Before it is too late,Your Liberty’s at stake!
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Never to be seen again,
Nothing, ever lasts
Nor us, nor we, nor them
Once the die is cast
And Life is on its way,
There is no turning back
Till our final day,
But how we miss our Past!
The once lived, happy days,
For some, yet not for all,
Those days, those years
That won’t come back,
Like first Roses of May
Like Love that’s gone away.
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Thunder,
Of Art,A gushing forthEmotion, sparks,Deluge!Inner Earthquake,With a joltAs if,ZeusTo the artist said,‘The World is yours,Now,Go ahead! ‘
Only Love saves,
In our mutilated and insignificant,Human stage,Love plants the light,A minuscule spike,Of singularity,A moment in Infinity,For the Human Tragedy.Love to One,and Love for AllIn our world, so small,Our only claim to Immortality.
A single one,
One,With whichMost pain appears,The loneliest,Tear of all,All loveSuddenly gone,The Sun,That searsNo longer canAbsorb,The loneliestOf tears.The Saddest tear!The one you cryWhen desperateAnd all alone,The saddest oneOf all,When love,Has disappearedAnd life no longerHas the strength,To smileAnd be reborn…
I’d like to eat peanuts,
Then climb on Mt. EverestAnd give Moon a Shine.
There isn’t a day
All the good youTaught me,Up front,With, all the good thingsYou forced me to doWhen I did not want to.Yes, I am still meBut you, Mother dear,Led me to clear pasturesAnd opened sincere skiesWhere, thanks to youI humbly became,What you wanted me to.