Inspirational Poems (4,948)

About once every 5 years I chance upon Lladro porcelain figurines, most usually in a sojourn in a mall where they materialise on the hard-to-reach shelves of trendy gift stores. My first encounter would have been in my teens when I distinctly remember thinking these overpriced little ornaments from Valencia were not only kitsch but were only loved by grandmothers, certainly over 60, who had mildly lost their reason as to what is appealing. Not only that but I divined that if I ever felt any warmth for the little pieces I could duly assume I had suffered some excessive ravages of time and my claim to reason might be somewhat faltering.
Bottom line, appeal of Lladro I believe to be a test of time.
So with some surprise today I spotted an assortment of pieces that actually brought me some joy, Madonna with child, and a country girl inspired figure. For the first time I saw the tradition and romanticism behind the figures and took time to consider the shades of colour and dedication to detail to produce a work which
exudes a cultivated classic charm. Certainly more charm than I now hold for a Che Guevara t-shirt and mordant attitude to anything bearing authority. In 5 years time, who knows, I could be an ardent collector, at each sunrise and sunset the small silent drift to Lladro seems irrepressible :)

When in April the sweet showers fall
And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all
The veins are bathed in liquor of such power
As brings about the engendering of the flower,
When also Zephyrus with his sweet breath
Exhales an air in every grove and heath
Upon the tender shoots, and the young sun
His half-course in the sign of the Ram has run,
And the small fowl are making melody
That sleep away the night with open eye
(So nature pricks them and their heart engages)
Then people long to go on pilgrimages
And palmers long to seek the stranger strands
Of far-off saints, hallowed in sundry lands,
And specially, from every shire's end
Of England, down to Canterbury they wend

Something for everyone here, some quotes from Pliny the Elder:

Hope is the pillar that holds up the world. Hope is the dream of a waking man.

Grief has limits, whereas apprehension has none. For we grieve only for what we know has happened, but we fear all that possibly may happen.

No mortal man, moreover is wise at all moments.

Such is the audacity of man, that he hath learned to counterfeit Nature, yea, and is so bold as to challenge her in her work.

Truth comes out in wine.

Hardly can it be judged whether it be better for mankind to believe that the gods have regard of us, or that they have none, considering that some men have no respect and reverence for the gods, and others so much that their superstition is a shame to them.

Home is where the heart is.

The only certainty is that nothing is certain.

An object in possession seldom retains the same charm that it had in pursuit.

There is always something new out of Africa.

The world and that which, by another name, men have thought good to call Heaven (under the compass of which all things are covered), we ought to believe, in all reason, to be a divine power, eternal, immense, without beginning, and never to perish.

Time to stand and fight.

Remember the God’s of your fathers,
They spoke to your heart and through dreams,
When men walked the Earth with confidence,
With spear and with shield as their means.

When women were happy as mothers and wives,
All the people lived closer together,
In times of good harvest and also in strife,
They were there for each other.

A great evil came to our people,
Too eager and willing to trust,
A new God and a new system,
To follow, the Kings said we must.

From that time on we grew weaker,
Bound by the chains of the religion of Rome,
Threatened by eternal damnation,
All for nothing that we’d ever done.

Enslaved from the very beginning,
Our minds no longer our own,
Controlled by the ruling classes,
All roads lead back to Rome.

It’s not just our people in danger,
The whole world had fallen asleep,
Open your mind just listen,
the ancient voices still speak,

Throw off the chains of oppression,
Turn off that box in your home,
Remove the muzzle of the slave,
It’s time to stand and take up the spear and shield.

By Mel Beasley

Meditation
Pick A Station
Read G-d's Words >
Repeat Daily
No Deviation
Resist Temptation
No Time To Communicate
With The Sovereign G-d Of This Universe ???
Just > Do > It
Excuses Are Simply Excuses !!!
Some More 'Valid' Than Others
But Still Excuses !!!
Make Time For Exploration ...
It Takes Dedication >
When You Read > G-d Will Come
Stay In Tune >
Underline, Reread, Memorize
A Favorite Quotation ?
Contemplation
A 2-Two Way Oration >
This Communication
Be Still And Listen Quietly
And Sense His Subtle Suggestion
The Holy Spirit Will Drive It To Your Heart >
Receive Daily Direction
And Inspiration ...
Activation Vibration
Adoration Elation !!!

Just when ya thought it was safe but it’s not
This world lika shizpot
Throwing up bogie vomit n snot
In ya face
Like
Here
Come n have a taste
And now the anger n ego raced
When ya shoulda easy skanking
At a slow pace
Embrace
The lesson
And the journey
Far be it from me to tell anybody else how to be
I must be me
To flow free the way I see
If we come together that’s a pleasure with moments to treasure
Let not those moments be few n far between
I mean
Life too short
Some drink
Some snort
I’m about to press eject n abort
But still I’m caught
And captivated
Though most times feeling agitated
Seeing how long we’ve really waited
For this forcefilled energy to come to fruition
Now I see spirit guides curbing indecision
So much clearer is ma vision
Once again
Never a finger to point
The point
The whole point
And nothing but the point
Is you
Can you relate?
Can you demonstrate?
The will to embrace dat red pill
Aaaaaaaalllll the way iN
With teet skin
After all
That is The Most Highs will
But ya overthink
Wondering what happens beyond the brink
Ego always wants control
But why not it’s the cost of your soul
In restrospect must pay respect
Cos that higherself knows the plan which ya try but can’t seem to understand
And that’s the point
Stop trying to comprehend
At an energy that only bends
You’ll be there calculating without end
This journey
The journey
Taste face n embrace
Shine as bright as ya can always
Why?
Because it pays
What I put out comes back like karma
Don’t be a drama farmer

You're all
I need
To get by
As long as I got you then baby you know that you got me
Ya don't expect it to happen to you
You may lose a Loved 1ne or friends they become untrue
Work becomes a bore n a chore
Pulling hair out just don't know what to do
First
Stay true to you
Accept what is
Embrace what is
Everything is happening trying to cause a reaction
Here is where you exert the law of attraction
You react badly
Tomorrow will be misery
You react sadly
Tomorrow will be misery
So what you saying, I must be a robot n not feel?
I'm in this reality n shizz is real
Real feelings
Real emotions
Can't ignore those facts
Those impacts
Of life on us
That's why know yourself
Know your worth
Love yourself
Then you will see everything bodes well
Perception changes
Understanding rearranges
You're no longer the victim but a student on a journey
To learn n unlearn me
And all the time
Knowing inside
You're all
I need
To get by
As long as I got you then baby you know that you got me
I'm talking about The Divine
That Divine light that shines from inside
Some may say God, Jesus, Spirit
Whatever it is we all can feel it
That Force from Source
That keeps us on course
Never ever think that you're going wrong
Just lessons upon lessons under moon n sun
Embrace it
Become it
It's your life
Live it n Love it
See that person in the mirror right there
He/she needs you more than any1ne to shine on purpose & without permission
So shine
You're all
I need
To get by
As long as I got you then baby you know that you got me

Glad you could come
Here
Take a seat
There are no levels so don’t try compete
Every compete brings opportunity for defeat
And
Oooh yes
Let me just put my feet up
Gimme a coffee in ma favourite cup
And let me sup
While I think
What the day has brung n what the day will bring
Either way I’m bringing ringing stringing
Vibes
Upon vibes
Shine that light cos you’re alive
So live
Live yes live
And though we have to put up with
The these n those
The trials n tests
The pest the stress n all the rest
Still invest
In more Love n nut’n less
Cos if you don’t who will?
You are the fikkin red pill
Make em squeal as they heal when they takin a dose of this real
Man in the mirror
In every way we’ve been taught to fear him or fear her
And still purpose breathing truth
Every aspect that reflects must vibrate in this project because
Vibrations
And tones
That’s all we are
Some speak laa laa
And some are just blah blah
Forget the language
We can manage
Without it
Turn up ma music n get in Spirit

While you were sleeping
I spied you there
Like a shadow in the night
Who would care
My thoughts were with you
What dreams did you seek
Or was warmth and food
The words you’d speak
Maybe a conversation
Would lift you up
Time shared
A priceless cup
Just a thought
From a passer by
How lonely do you get
Before you cry.........

Can you feel this?
This……
Crawling
Screeching
Howling n reaching
Gut instinct teaching
And bleaching
Away the programming
Some perceive it as damning
But when you look n examine
This purpose
That reason
Don't curse as long as you're breathing
Embrace n own
Why moan n groan?
Tuned in to your own zone
Now ring that tone
Like E.T phone home
You're awaiting your own answer
Turn up the muzik n be a dancer
Life an open field for the chancer
Go get it
Don't fret n don't sweat it
Upset n annoy
Play them lika toy
Nothing or no1ne should have power over your joy