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DAISIES AND POPPIES (THE 75TH ANNIVERSARY OF D-DAY) - Acrostic Poem for Socrates challenge

D reams of sweet young girls
A ll dressed up in white dresses and pearls
I nnocence making white crowns for their hair
S orrow has not touched these ones so fair
I n love or not in love is the game
E ach untouched by unbearable pain
S orrow has not visited them to claim

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P ast innocence has been lost
O verseas thousands of white crosses
P oppies blood red decorate the fields
P eople visit the graves to kneel
I n prayer for the mass loss of young men
E very year they come to visit and tend graves of
S ervice men who were a loved one or friend

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Posted: Jun 2019
About this poem:
In remembrance of 75th Anniversary of D-Day June 6, 2019 when thousands died to defend the world from tyranny. Lest we forget.
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ANGEL RUBY

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You were born such a beautiful jewel
How could anyone be so cruel
Your life was spread before you
What wonderful things you would do

No one knows what you could have been
We can only wonder and pretend
You should have lived a long and beautiful life
Doing all kinds of things like riding a bike

You will never be able to do all these things
As your life was cut short by death’s sting
One you trusted to love and protect you - betrayed
And your last moments were spent afraid

We will light a candle to remember and send our love
You are a red star shining far up above
Glowing brightly with your Heavenly Father safe and sound
The most beautiful – prettiest – little Angel Ruby to be found
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Posted: Jun 2019
About this poem:
June 6, 2020 is the 1st Anniversary of the death of Baby Ruby. Still trying to find out what happened to her father - not sure if he is in jail or not. Drug rehab is not the full punishment for something as horrendous as this.https://ae01.alicdn.comUpdate 6/17/2019: They held a Candle Vigil at the St. Patrick's Cemetery where Baby Ruby was killed by her father. At the beginning they read my poem: Angel Ruby. I was not able to attend by listened to the video and sitting here crying. ......6/12/2019: I'm terribly upset. There was a 8 month baby girl about 1/2 mile away from where I live whose father raped, sexually assaulted her and killed her and she was found 25 feet away from shore in a pond. It blows my mind how a father can do this. So close to Father's Day but my guess is he won't win the reward for Father of the year. He is sitting in jail hopefully for life. And with his jail mates that life may not be so long. Her name was Ruby. Such a beautiful little baby.
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STAR CHILD

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Masses of star dust floating around
Gathering slowly becoming a form
Rotating faster and faster they go
Getting bigger making an impressive show

Crashing into each other with fiery fury
Sending more dust out in a flurry
To float away until settling down again
In a place where they cause life to begin

A system brilliantly started by the Creator
Beginning His plan that would end much later
Out of this stardust Man was formed
Gradually becoming perfectly transformed

Today I look up and wish on the stars
That someday I will return way up far
Thinking of my Creator with a big smile
I will someday be with Him as I am a Starchild
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Posted: Jul 2019
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Solitude

Welcome is the chance to observe
A time for ourselves we reserve
Not separated from ourselves
But swimming into the deepest pool
Down into our own truest belongings
Apart from those who try and rule
Our hearts hunger not to be found
They hunger to hide away and steal
A time to lick our wounds and heal
Welcome is a time to conserve
A time for ourselves we most deserve
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Posted: Sep 2019
About this poem:
Solitude, unlike loneliness, is a special gift that is both precious and deserving.
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THE ULTIMATE LOVE STORY

Have you ever wondered what would have happened if Adam had stood up for Eve instead of blaming her by saying it was that woman you gave me?
I mean that was a pretty ungrateful thing to say to God.

What would have happened if he took accountability...
The Bible states in Genesis that he was with her
If he could actually see the gift that she was from God to him and in turn protected her from being beguiled by Satan instead of blaming her as he did, especially as he was with her.
Plus blaming God for giving her to him in the first place.

I wonder if he had a little bit of humility, would we be in the same place as we are now?

I hope you enjoy this little playlet and it helps us reflect on our human condition.




THE ULTIMATE LOVE STORY



God: Adam, Where is eve?

Adam: My Lord she is behind the fig tree

God: Adam, ask her to show herself to me

Adam: My Lord she cannot

God: Why will she not show herself to me?

Adam: She is ashamed

God: Why is she ashamed?

Adam: A serpent appeared to her and deceived her my Lord

God: And this serpent what did he do?

Adam: He tricked her my Lord, I should have been there for her.

God: How did he trick her Adam?

Adam: He told her she would not die if she were to eat of the forbidden fruit

God: And what happened Adam?

Adam: She took of the fruit and ate, my Lord, I am so sorry!

God: And you Adam did you partake of the fruit?

Adam: After Eve partook of the forbidden fruit she offered some for me to taste

God: And did you taste the fruit Adam?

Adam: I was tempted Lord having seen Eve had not died, yet I could not partake

God: What stopped you my son?

Adam: Eve was snared and deceived I was not, I would have had to be deliberately
disobedient to eat of this fruit

God: Yes indeed Eve was tricked and deceived, It could have so easily have been you

Adam: Yes my Lord I know, that is why I beg you My Lord spare her life

God: I am so sorry Adam I cannot; the wages for sin is death

Adam: Oh no my Lord please let her live for she is bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh

God: I know Adam but you both knew my law

Adam: I shall be alone lord for there is no mate in all of the earth for me, every living Creature you have set before me has its mate

God: I shall create you another

Adam: I know you can Lord but I don't want another, I want Eve

God: I know you do Adam but Eve must die

Adam: But I love her Lord

God: I know you do and so do I

Adam: So please I beg you don't let her die

God: I am so sorry Adam she has to die

Adam: Lord is there any other way?

God: Someone has to pay the price for sin

Adam: Then let it be I Lord; let me die in place of Eve

God: You do truly love her my son, then you shall take the place of Eve.

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And so it was that Adam took the place of Eve, he dies that she may live & He bore her sin; yet because Adam had never sinned, death could not bind him and he was resurrected & Eve was restored.

As we are well aware this conversation did not happen in Genesis between the 1st Adam and God, Yet throughout the bible we see this interaction between the 2nd Adam and God the Father.

Unlike the 1st Adam, the second Adam being Our Lord Jesus Christ who loved us so much He was willing to bear all our sins to restore us back to His Father.

By one man the human race fell

And by one man the human race is restored

God is calling us to love like this, for there is no grater love than a man lay down his life for another. ©
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Posted: May 2022
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First Christmas Morn

The sky was dark with sprinkles of stars
An extra bright star shone from afar
In the silence was a loud baby’s cry
While in the Heavens there was a wonderful sigh

God had come down as a small child
Holy – so tender and mild
Wondrous Angels singing on high
As they hovered in the night sky

Shepherds witnessing the wondrous birth
3 Kings bringing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh
Our long awaited Savior had been born
On that first beautiful Christmas morn

Written by: Kathy © December 14, 2022
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Posted: Dec 2022
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WAITING

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She sat in her chair
Staring straight ahead
Her faded blue eyes
Appearing glazed and red

Not moving a muscle
No view outside to see
Just a brick wall ahead
Not even a green tree

Tears running down her cheeks
Dripping down to her lap
Only her memories to see
Her old body now a trap

Remembering the times past
Love, laughter and family
Now all alone and no hope
Just waiting for life’s finale

Written by: Kathy © June 27, 2021
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Posted: Jun 2021
About this poem:
Update: A dear friend of mine was just told last week that she only has 6-8 months left to live because she has Lung Cancer. She never smoked a day in her life!! I originally wrote when entering period of time when my Mom passed away. Towards the end she sat in her chair staring at the wall and remembering memories. I thought it was my memories coming to me - however, possibly it was meant for my friend instead. Kathy
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SUMMER FALLS INTO WINTER

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The sun sinks lower on the horizon each day
In the woods it is no longer time for play
Buried nuts all gathered - nests and burrows prepared
The trees shedding leaves until limbs all bared

Crunching sounds can be heard everywhere
Of inhabitants busily scurrying here and there
Through carpet of orange, russet, red and gold
As they get ready for the impending cold

Each day sounds decrease little by little
Until no sound is heard – not even a whistle
The air getting colder and colder until
Everything starts to turn white and all still

Summer days have gone - fallen into winter days
The inhabitants snuggled into their beds to stay
Cozy and prepared for the dark days of gray
Until winter springs into warm bright summer days
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
Anymore seems like our days change right from summer to winter and winter to summer with very little fall or spring days.
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Molding of Man

Molding of Man

I feel that if life were a loaded gun I'd run to it
No longer stuck feeling the pain, I'm numb to it
I don't think anyone's built like me, maybe some congruent
Not everyone can come to the flames and walk thru it
I've been in the lions den, I've been in the lake of snakes
That's why it's so easy to tell the real from the fakes
Hear my name trashed in a crowd, you're getting mixed reviews
I did some dirt, I might deserve it, let's not get confused
There's only one who's rightous and has the right to judge us
He holds the world in his hands without holding grudges
To some he gives substance, to others he deals justice
It's for us to decide where we take the punches
If God's son were a king and not a tyrant
Would we be teaching his lessons today or remained silent
Our sins are copious and evident but at the same time irrelevant
Cause every person has a sin they commit daily for the hell of it
The struggle is real and God warned us of these troubles bro
He built us all to be conquerors but also to reap what we sow
Look I aint tryin to stress ya or make you feel lesser
Remember diamonds don't come out shining without feeling the pressure

- Conspiracy -
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
We were all built in his image, but none of us are built the same.
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THE LITTLE VIOLET

Far-Far away in a dark forest so deep
A little violet awoke from its long winter’s sleep
Slowly lifting its head up towards the sky
To see all the migrating birds fly by

Thinking and wishing wistfully at times sighing
To be a bright yellow beautiful dandelion
Basking in the lovely warm sunshine
Instead of in the deep dark shade of the pine

To be bold and out in the open for all to see
Instead hiding in the forest under all the trees
Then suddenly it heard a great powerful noise
Peeking out it saw a machine pushed by a boy

Moving across a lawn cutting all in its path
And suddenly the little violet was feeling very glad
That it was in the forest hid away from all
As it watched the beautiful yellow dandelions fall

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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
I was thinking of people when I wrote this. I'm a little violet.
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