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without necessarily penetration
How fearfully & wonderfully our Creator-Potter-LORDGOD made us with good,"tools" in us.We simply need to yield our "members" as instruments of Righteousness,by giving HIM to Whom we belong all blessing,thanks,worship And HalleluYah,Praise-with dance,and All our BODY for a fit & strong healthy body!
my visit to paris
F Fun and forgiving; can last for ever. R reassured and helpful, through the rough n tumble of life. I the in and outs that one person, make all the difference. E Entertaining, Exciting;the enjoyable prop's of life. N Needs are a constant
"ZARATHUSTRA SPEAKS" WAS THE OPENING MUSIC WHEN ELVIS TOOK TO THE STAGE AND AS OF THIS SLIVER OF TIME I FEEL AS IF ELVIS HAS NOT LEFT THE BUIDING
The majority are content with pictures,phone texting,mentally enjoying the images they love & are losing their senses,being out of touch with The WORD,Holy Scriptures. It certainly is The Book of Life! Somehow may these poems create a desire for THE REAL THING,The GOOD ANSWER:Christ our LORD,WHO rose from the dead with ALL power,soon to RETURN,King Who creates kings! HalleluYAH! Here HE GAVE me to LET MY little LIGHT SHINE! Many THANKSGIVINGS & ALL THANKFULNESS for Connecting Singles!!!
This creation is about filling up ,filling in what's missing in our relationship to religion according to The Book of Life-Holy Scriptures(The ONE many have TRIED to destroy!)I was feeling like we all need to feel better about religion because of the freeing liberty I can enjoy through the RELATIONSHIP in LOVE with JESUS The Contact-Connecter,with our LOVING FATHER!It influences every area of our lives!
Reflections on my recent trip to Ireland.
a kalyanamitra is a spiritual friend who is able(maybe, maybe not) to be a soulmate, in short a beloved one(any worthy otherself)... "kalyanamitra" is a sanskrit word... i guess i prefer "gewa chennyen"(kalyanamitra in tibetan) or "hao p'hon you"(kalyanamitra in chinese) or "kokoro no tomodata"(or "shin tomodata", kalyanamitra in japanese)... i really don´t know... words float in the void when i try to understand their deep and genuine meanings... Let there be kalyanamitras!!!! May all Heavenly Beings gather the kalyanamitras here and now!!!!... forever...
If I could be given a moment more And render you to life and restore The time missed out and the love lost Could I ask you to pay such cost? Would I want the angels to spring your release And steal away your heavenly peace Would I want for
Have you ever been moved by beauty? stood and listened to the birds sing? been transfixed by the sight of deer? Watched the eagles soaring the thermals? gazed on the beauty of a woodland lake? or sat by a ring of fairy mushrooms? Just as na
There's nothing much to say it sorta went this way I looked at a picture that has become a fixter in a museum far far away.
To Eve
Rise its a new day To bask in the heat the sun Temps high Radiates it generates Warmth that ray of sun Heat envelopes Wraps the soul warms the body Comforts are soul Heat absurbs wheres it gone Into the body Heals are soul The joy of
soft and sweet from your head to your feet amongst all maidens you are the most elite.
My Ode to redheads
Quote from: Have Gun Will Travel. Women: heavens best gift. The most delightful of Gods creachers We are indegthed to woman first for life it its self. Then for making it worth living. Paladin
The woodland stimulates my senses. ( Enclosed rhyme scheme.)
A glance back at more innocent times and the child still within.
I have not seen you out for many a night, what happened to you, my nocturnal friend? You used to be a common evening sight, but now those sightings have come to an end. The only time I ever see you now is when behind my steering wheel I’m sat
Just a little fantasy :-)
Busy minds & yet bodies in another state & time!
My special tribute to the iconic bridge in Australia, The Sydney Harbour Bridge. Written: 4th August 2013
This poem is about bananas. I wrote it because I like bananas. I was feeling like eating a banana when I wrote it.
I wrote this in thinking I would have some tea towels made up with this on it, like most thing's, it never happened.
How you express the desire for love
This piece is about the first time I revisited a place called Portsalon. It is a place on the coast, with spectacular views, that I have always gone to visit, when life got to me.
This is a Fond Rememberance of my dear Mother Davina Yvonne who died at home on April 13, 1998. Aged 76 years. Davina the loving Mother of Susan, Carol and Tom.
Written upon the death of the father of my two best friends, who was much more of a father to me than my own.
in state of haka meditation..
this poem reveals my native background and express the rich culture from my birthplace...
A poem inspired by the heroic efforts of the United States Coast Guard. Particularly two twins, my best friends, whom currently serve to save live. This is for you Cyle and Cyrel!
From the secret place,stirring from wthin,bubbling up by The HOLY SPIRIT,I simply agreed with it! Understanding where the values of people are these last days shows a loss of virtue & integrity;more focus on the fleeting appearance of what seems good & right,just as The LORDGOD said it would be! My feelings at the time was about truly cherishing communicating with one I thought was lost to the rushing world.So in thanksgivings I had to seize it & perhaps another will agree to bring about a readjusting of our atmosphere for a currency exchange( GOD'S WORK for a 2nd Day-Monday!)
i"ve never been the same since i lost my jasmine in 2014.i figure its time.
In essence, a comment on the human/nature interaction and what humanity, in general, is doing against nature.
i guess 4 yrs in a 10yr prison sentance ,my childhood girlfriend dump me and i just started writing poems etc
Moon you serenade me nightly casting your beaming silvery rays touching and filling my weary soul with awesome magical perfection Watching you in your various phases crescent sliver you delight and enchant yet too your half sends heartfelt s
I wrote this poem four years ago.I wrote it a time when I read and studied Isaiah 54 vs.5 and realized how special we are to Jesus.If we were not special to him he wouldn't have died to save us.I want to remind singles here that they are special to Jesus and they should never forget this.I hope this poem will touch someone just as it has help me to stay grounded.
Equal time for home sweet home...
Wrote this back when myspace was hot. It was a semi-dedication to an ex and drew from the same inspiration. was not my intention to win her back or sway favor to rekindle what we lost... yet a reminder of a good time. Rev@32
It's all about the love of God
about my mother who passed
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