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7/2/2022: Lately I have hit a very long dry spell since COVID-19 hit - being isolated you would think it would have been an incentive for creative juices but did quite the opposite.
Comparing the seasons of the year to the seasons of our lives.
2019 Advent season is upon us - today we light the Candle Hope
This poem is about learning to astral project and becoming a HappyDeadSoul. (capitolization and missing spaces in last 3 words is intentional...It's the name of my band)
It was originaly made in Romanian word's but i have translate it, and it is dedicate to God as you will be able to see
This is an extract from the book, "Siddharta" by Herman Hesse. It focuses on "Enlightenment" in Buddhism and is one of my favourite pieces of writing. I have attempted to put it into poetic form to share with others
Inspired by listening to Thinking Out Loud" https://youtu.be/lp-EO5I60KA " Perfect" https://youtu.be/s9Vv98dituA
This Living Rose Long ago there grew a flower That had a fragrance to cherish, Such that greed could not devour And in death refused to perish. This fragrance grew and then spread wide, It's scent was sought by so many, For it was found th
Easter poem
Look all around you what do you see a world that was beautiful Look closer, draw near look from above see the gnashes There are great bare patches de-void of their trees just dust bowls The angel watches and her tears fall like rain
Prophecy
presence ...eternal....flames lick
Defending all religous faiths in an ever secular world.
No matter what you do or don't believe in Turn to your source, as long as its done In the name of love.
I was born and grew up 10 miles up the road in another town, but I love the town I live in. Owego was voted the "Coolest Small Town in America" in 2009 by Budget Travel Magazine - check it out!
Parody of Saturday in the Park by Chicago, and what I did today in Dubuque, Iowa, and going to the Heritage Trail.
In remembrance of 75th Anniversary of D-Day June 6, 2019 when thousands died to defend the world from tyranny. Lest we forget.
Just reposting my poem as its appropriate for the season. May all of you have a Blessed season and a really Bright New Year.
I watched the gulls out over the sea The reflection of the sun blinding me The breeze blowing through everything that could move If this day ever ends, it'll still be too soon I'm holding on to dreams and false beliefs I've got hope I'll
To use a different metaphor who were you before? before you were this you, were you another U2? and will you be you after this you? And how many you's have there been? How many you's will there be? And if you are the only you, well,
The land covered in fresh white snow The Sun shining across it causing it to glow With tiny promising crystals the colors of a rainbow Sustaining
I was asked by a man sitting at the bus stop If you could have one power, what would it be? I replied I wish that I could make all of time stop That way everything would stay as I see. I can feel the earth start to tremble And the waves are
God's wondrous gifts to us. Easter is in a week celebrating the greatest gift of all.
Ruth was a women of great integrity. She wanted to follow God through. She did as God wanted her to through Naomi in order to take care of them. She did all that she was to do and more for God knew what was in store. He set her up in a life so
To me the success of my life is more about how I lived my life to make things here in my own little world better. How to help others (was a public employee for 34 years)in my community, church, friends and most of all my family/loved ones. To me that is more important in God's eyes then money, power and success. Love is the most important thing in this world. And God is Love. He wants us to live in Love and to give that Love to others. Then one day I pray to live in Heaven with Him.
just watched the movie dilinger bogus people are nothing nice.
An explosion of imagination created by one, to begin At the end, twas only fun, To know is the end, finally over and done, Played all the parts mother, father and son, And knowing means going , to start it again, Repeat, repent, rejoin and regro
Sometimes we need not worry about time.
The breakfast table has been set come and dine on God's word he is waiting for you. He is ready to bring you into his family whenever you are ready. All you have to do is ask him into your home and heart. Is God your father have you le
You are the answer to my prayer. I never knew how. I never knew where. Some how the Lord was to provide for me this day always. I waited patiently to see how the Lord would do that for me. All i can say right now is thank you for the ble
enlightment from a former incarnation...
Current time catastrophe
The clock rings again The dawn calls and then I hear the bells ring I hear the birds sing Sunday still begins… Praise God for His blessings And also for all His testing Before you were born Before the daily storm Sunday still begins… Wa
the boom is basically about faith in yourself and God if you're a believer and just motivation
This is one of my earlier poems, let me know what you think.
Happy GOD provides my needs.
Oh this is for all the wishers,DON'T DO IT! Ken x
This poem is just about how so often we can put our hope and trust in men, in ourselves, in whatever government, or anything, and that hope is always found wanting, and is not strong enough to carry what the world needs to funtion. The only place in which our hope can be, and that which can sustain us, is in Jesus.
I pull my blinds down shut to end another day An eerie silence fills the halls with lonesomeness and decay
For all that i am I thank you Lord For all that you carried me through. I lift your name up in rejoicing praise. You are my father capable of all things. You have been there to support you in times of happy and sad. When i am down you hav
Humanbeings are ALTERNATIVE NATURE...one who is not alternative can manifest anything N everything in reality, Thats the POWER of EIGHT..POWER of GOD, The powerfull one keeps a BIG-SHOULDER !!!
There is nothing concrete about truth...but only what it reveals to us in our hearts and that's ever changing like a cloud in time and angle and altitude and color....drifting over us.
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