There is no one like you
Valentine Rose
Master Creator
from where all life flows
You bring peace and joy
in the midst of pain
Seated on high
In the heavens You reign
You watch over us
Singing with sheer delight
Strong arm protection
Strength and might
Minutest details
demonstrating you care
A window or profiteroles
Assuring us you're still there
You are my first love
My sweet garden Rose
Quenching with love
White garments for clothes
Flourishing bride
Blossoming love for you
Intrepid journey
You've escorted me through
Provided a home
Plus a secret dwelling
Summoning my life
Extremely compelling
Drawing me closer
Into your heart
Rose scented fragrance
Never depart.
12/02/2024 ©
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Posted: Feb 12
About this poem:
The love of my life
Yeshua hamashiach
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If the truth
were to be
told
Christmas dinner
was cold
Yet my salmon
was fried
And was hot
when it
arrived
Air-fried
roasties
Carrots
and sprouts
Port cranberry
sauce
Blue plastic
knives
and forks
No Knife
to cut
the turkey
and ham
Looked like
we were
in a bit
of a jam
pulled from
my pocket
a fold up
heirloom
shaped like
a gun
no it wasn't
a spoon
Five inches
of Blade
suddenly
displayed
Wide-eyed
& open mouth
The Travellers
eyes
surveyed
broke
the silence
when I
made a joke
From then on
lots of giggling
yule tidings
& hope
The puppy
was home
And on
the mend
A wonderful
present
for Jesus
to send
Sensed our
Savior looking
upon us
with a smile
on His face
Watching His
children come
together
As the human
race.
29/12/23 ©
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Posted: Dec 30
About this poem:
2023 Christmas dinner with the Travellers
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Entering the therapists’ room I experienced
brief and glimpse encounters
through an aquatic of grappling hands and minds.
Yet all who proclaimed to be healers were stealers.
Among them was the highly acclaimed clairvoyant
trying to penetrate my mind.
She became overwhelmed and frustrated
finding no gateway,
abandoning me, as hopeless, mindless and useless
thrusting me towards you
the new boy
in training
untried, untested
and little thought of
too insignificant for their grandeur.
You knew that I was being cast off
furthermore thrown into your direction
as unwanted, un-repairable
too broken to restore
opinions of the soothsayer
oracles of false prediction.
The teeming room of therapist
glanced on with pity
as they exchanged fistfuls of their clients wealth
“She is covered in blood!
who can go near her” they feared
“You have her” the mystics insisted.
You held me in your arms
Then gently seating me down upon the rug
You handed me a colourless bolster bean-filled pillow.
I pressed the pillow close to my chest
hugging it like my own teddy.
You drew in close to me,
asking me to choose a colour for the pillow.
“Vivid light green, a turquoise sea” I responded
“I knew you would choose that shade” you joyfully affirmed.
Simultaneously I was on board your boat
Buoyantly floating the aquamarine estuary
You held my shoulders, gently rocking me
The boat swayed back and forth
as your healing love journeyed
exploring my complexity
through your sweet unguent scented palms.
Embracing one of your hands
descending it down my torso,
nestling it precariously on the inner part of my thigh
I enticed you into the boat with me.
While the elements gently rocked us
Your hand soothingly and sensually
fondled me into a sleepy lull.
With my back inclined into your chest
along with your arms around me I melted
into your caresses.
Nuzzling your head
into the curve of my neck and shoulder
we drifted on the calm swaying waters.
We no longer were two separate entities
however had become as one,
encircling the cool flame
of infinite love and peace
flickering through our quintessence
as the healing flame entwined each receptor
infusing the subtle energies
gracefully flowing like liquid gold
exploring our veins and vessels
entwining us like a woven blanket,
a tapestry of bliss.
Subsequently
we were curtly interrupted
from our dreamy boat
of tranquillity,
by prodding therapist
with scornful expressions
“Totally unethical” we heard them murmur with many “tuts”
Yet nothing bothered us...
Nonetheless we remained serene
plus undisturbed within,
there were no disturbances
within the waters of our existence.
You encircled me intimately
wrapping your arms around me firmly.
Your sensual sexuality surged
as you pressed in closely
upwelling through my spine.
Whilst both inhaling
in perfect synchronisation
the presence of the living God
filled our hearts.
When we exhaled together
all the brokenness
plus all the pain dispensed.
With each breath we shared
deeper healing occurred.
Trust and bonding grew between us
like two innocent children.
Peace and understanding was ours
to be claimed.
Fear dissipated into the sea
as Christine held us safely in her bowels
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
This was a vivid dream that I had and I quickly wrote it down when I woke up... then composed into a poem
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Aloneness explained
The darkness rejects The Light
Effulgent children
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Haiku/ Senryu
3 lines 7-5-7 syllables
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If you really want to please her
Present a bouquet of
freesia
Purple, orange, pink and white
Delicate petal delight
Heavenly aroma
Uplifts my heart
God's creation
A work of art
So when I'm poorly
Don't give me
Milk of magnesia
If you wish to please me
A bouquet of freesia
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
My favourite flowers
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Mirror mirror on the Ceiling,
Explain to me this peculiar feeling
As I gaze into this reflective glass,
I recall the time I Tanned your a**
Towering astride in my leather Gear
The Countess is present she's really here
Strong and formidable kinky too
She's a lot to handle for a guy like you
Mirror mirror on the Ceiling explain to me what you're revealing
This woman I see in the reflection
Is it truly me
Or self-deception
Mirror mirror
on the Ceiling
Who's this guy at my feet
kneeling
Massaging my toes with frankincenseand & myrrh
Who'd believe this would actually occur
Once a woman oppressed subjugated and demeaned
Now takes flight
after being quarantined
Agile winged Crane
Soaring new hights
The released child thrives whilst the flame ignites
Mirror mirror
on the Ceiling
You now bring comfort
and therapeutic healing
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
This poem was inspired by the fairy tale mirror mirror on the wall...
I thought mirror mirror on the ceiling would be a nice adult Twist.
This was part of a project where we were decorating mirrors...
My full length mirror was decorated fit for Freddie Mercury... and was exhibited at the Alley Theatre Strabane
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Oh Nobby I am so sorry
That you were born to be a boy
To be toughened up
For my parents to destroy
Punch after punch Blow after blow
From a boxer in the army
Daddy beat you up
Into an emotional Tsunami
So when you grew up
You flipped your wig
Beating up everyone
You felt really big
Your wife and three daughters
Had to go into hiding
Yet her dad was the only one
She could confide in
Bashing on his door
Shouting “where’s my fu*king wife"
Threatening the old man
With a petrol chainsaw knife
Smashing up his van
By ramming yours into his
Terrifying the neighbours
And your own kids
The hatred that was in you
Wouldn’t allow you any peace
Until your father-in-law
Lifted the shotgun
And the double barrel he released
He blew away your head
While you were rolling a cigarette
Outside a London police station
Without a single regret
He received two years sentence
Cus he was provoked beyond all doubt
I visited him in prison
With cigarette papers and some snout
I just wanted to hear his story
Letting him know I bare no grudge
To bring him my forgiveness
As God is the only judge
He may have pulled the trigger
Of that double barrelled gun
Yet who loaded the ammunition?
Yes my dad and my mum
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
This is a true account of my brother's homicide in 1990
I have performed this poem for performance poetry
In Donegal, Tyrone and Fermanagh and it has touched many peoples hearts.
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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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She grabbed me around my thick long stem
I began melting in her hand
She dragged me to her dungeon cave
Where I was to obey her every command
She stripped away my golden wrap
While gazing at me with desire
I was so scared & a virgin too
In my ecclesiastical attire
She pressed her luscious lips against me
Licking, nibbling with excitement & glee
Submitting & surrendering my very self to her
Biting paraphilia, idiosyncrasy.
She made me what I am today
Yet I'm glad that I was born
An empty wrapper thrown away
Devoid of chocolate, all tattered & torn.
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
How do you like your chocolate?
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Exposing the world
to your vile Pricks
Ejaculating luciferian serums
Corrupting our DNA.
Raping our throats
and nostrils
Searing
our consciousness
We know
what you want Satan
to defile the holy temple
of the holy body
So it shall be
in the last days
as in the days
of Noah
You desire
to be like God
but you will never
be God
God knows our very thoughts,
You are a counterfeit
You are a fraud
who lies steals and destroys
You come
to deceive
the world
with poison
You desire to control
through Luciferace tracking,
graphene Oxide,
parasites and disease
You are a parasite
and disease
to all humanity
and to all of Heaven
You are eternally
exiled from heaven
with all your
demon minions
In your hatred rath
plan destroying
anything made
in God's image
Yahweh is still on the throne
Christ has paid the ransom
and holds the keys
to Hades and hell
Your final
Destination
Because as you know
The Lamb wins!!! ©
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
Current time catastrophe
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I am the lighting forking beneath the dark grey clouds
The rays of sun shinning forth through the haze
The strong wind pushing against your face and body
Bending the trees
Swirling the brown and yellow leaves
That once lay there insignificant
I am the full moon
That swirls the waters
Of your blood through your veins
The rainbow shooting through your spine
Releasing colours through your being
Awaking you from your slumber
I am mother earth in all her glory
Rocks and mountains
Crystals and minerals
Life and energy
I am a spark from the universe
Sometimes you catch it in my eyes
You feel it emanating from my body
I will share with you what I have
But you cannot take it
Do not try to destroy me
Because you want it for yourself
You will lose me forever
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Posted: Aug 2017
About this poem:
This poem was written after I was laying face down in my pillow sobbing
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder
Yet nobody was there in the room with me
The presence of the comforting hand enabled me to spring to my feet and write this poem
I felt strongly that this presence was God and came to help me free myself and my children from cohesive abuse...
Reflecting on The poem has helped me throughout my life to remember who I am in God...
I found this poem to be very powerful when recited live on stage for performance poetry
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The winds that howl in my ear
Oh do not slay me in my sins
My mother says be calm my dear
It's no good for my fear begins
The winds are now extremely strong
Over the town the dark nights lay
Oh I doubt I'll live for very long
Oh save me! Stop the winds I pray
We tried to keep our strength and power
It was not possible to keep our balance
We struggled towards the old grey tower
The winds seemed to have many talents
It tossed us here and there
I'd never felt so depressed before
It tossed us high up in the air
We came down with a smack against the floor
My mother lay silently there
The winds were satisfied for what they had done
They didn't know how much I cared
But now the war had just begun
I stood up in the mighty winds
I asked " why take it out on my mother?"
I said, " It was me who had sinned"
And my older brother
The winds roared out " I know my child"
"But it wouldn't have ment much to you dying"
The winds suddenly stopped from being wild
I lent over my mother and burst out crying
I could not let her die on her own
I pulled out my knife from my pocket
I saw the God upon His thrown
I plunged it into His heart socket
Before He died He said He was a friend
Darkness fell it was so silent
I knew the world was at an end
It was because of me, I was so violent
I had killed the Almighty God
If only I had done what He had said
The world would not be a piece of sod
And the people would not be dead
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
I wrote this poem at school when I was about 14 or 15
I spent a lot of time on it rhyming the 1st and 3rd lines plus the 2nd and 4th lines in each verse.
I secretly continued writing it even during my maths class... hence I wasn't much good at maths Lol.
I used this poem to help me in the practice of o*al English and elocution lessons... hence I ended up learning it off by heart and rewriting it later in life.
It was particularly helpful as I was dyslexic and terrified of reading out aloud.
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