A Walk With the Poet- Canto 2- The Ink of Exile
From behind me came voice and word...
Both new, and friendly to my ears.
In a sense did I now feel safe presence.
"A descendant of Cerberus was he...
So vile are those beasts.
Though shall you fear not, as you are protected."
I turned to find, through a doorway
bursting through with light in abundance...
The poet of Florence, in form of spirit.
Dressed the white and red of his portraits.
With upon his head, a crown of leaves,
Whose veins were black with ink.
"Poet before me, I beseech from thee, answers,
For once I had many, and now I have none!
Assist me, as I lost more than ever."
My head hung in shame,
like some criminal on the gallows...
I knew not the true reasons for my shame.
"I have many times prayed,
and my faith have I kept!
But once more, I am adrift...
Like a ship is my being, lost at sea...
My body, the temple...crumbling with erosions.
My soul fears the twists and turns of time."
"Hold thy tongue," he commanded, "And worry not!
Sent to you is the guide before thee,
1. The Black Rose1. The Black Rose in Free Verse More Like This
Out extended the unwelcome arm,
for my soul to take...
My shadow, with me, trembled,
knowing no way away,
from this inevitable ending of my own.
The pillars of my legs crumbled,
and down I fell...
The arm hesitated,
and to the side tilted the head,
from which came its orders.
Of golden bone was it made,
and its base disappeared
into the caverns its sleeve....
Shying from my sight.
The Robe was black
with a fine woven silk.
I beheld none but black,
and only by will
was any other sight
begotten to my terrified eyes.
Eyes of sapphire gazed down on me,
as my back fell to the ground in terror...
Paralyzed was I in the presence of Death,
But it made no haste against me.
"I am Time, just as history knows me."
He spoke as despondence dove to my ears.
To me did Death speak, as it always had,
but with gentle motion did it cry out...
Yelling to grasp my thought, as it knelt before me.
the leaves beneath it made no cries of pain...
as they were already dead, and decaying.
Again the sapphir
This in Our HeartsThis in Our Hearts in Free Verse More Like This
Faith is not to be governed
by the vile will of you humans.
It is the very pulse of your soul.
The very core of the morality
that drives you.
Like you, it may be tainted & controlled
but only by your given gift of free will
can this take place.
Like light, it holds the power to
guide and to free, just as it holds
The potential to fade away into the darkness.
Like a parasite, can it consume you
but only by the filthy hands
of invited demons.
Faith is both gift & privilege
accepted into heart & mind
by the words of a truthful tongue.
In days to come, shall you hear
the drums of war over & around
The plains of existence, and faith shall be tested.
Hold fast for the Way of God
and not only his Holy Word.
Ever tainted by corrupt men.
Roads shall lead on and mislead
To a great many stories
But faith will move you, should you let it.
Faith is this in our hearts and souls...
Faith is the Road which leads to home...
Faith is the governing force of morality...
Faith was the motivation of these w
Free Spirit Fail SafeFree Spirit Fail Safe in Free Verse More Like This
Unhinged, the floodgates collapse
The waters weighed so heavily on them that in the dark of night
do they unwillingly liberate the transparent stillborn
unto the dry soil once adjacent to the gates.
Two clocks tick, their gears turning at the uneven tempo
Unwound, rusting to a screeching halt on the command of the flood.
Time stops at the hinder, And neutrality dies on impact.
What a sight as I close my eyes,
Late at night when energy dies.
Taken to flight my psyche then flies.
Do as one might, the cold sweat brings about my cries.
Fighting my fight, in where my imagination lies
The withered flowers ashen and in bloom
Be my soul to cower, from the ever impending doom.
Two clocks tick, one my own and the other my fate.
The flood arrives to consume
and to the end does the time die and go black...
Open my eyes to the dark if night
An abyss before me to lay back down...
down where the floodgates come unhinged
and my imagination lies.
Genre, Oh GenreGenre, Oh Genre in Free Verse More Like This
Shame befalls me, for what the muses inspire.
Is such the magnet of my psyche? Such dreadful words from pen to paper?
I question not my sanity, only the purposes for which
such written things flow from me, as to what message is to be sent...
Though dedication fills me to the brink, so does a constant curiosity...
overflowing to the shores of embarrassment.
Shame befalls me, but I write as a messenger, and my muses come from Above,
where even dreaded words are sometimes called for.
5. The End is No End5. The End is No End in Free Verse More Like This
Never had I beheld such a morbid sight,
Even after all that had penetrated my vision,
And pierced the very innocence of my soul.
Before stood the arisen Gates of Hades,
And but a few steps was I from the source of opposition.
My knees then met the soil and ash that laid below me.
The eyes that had before surrounded me,
Came to once more encircle me…
I knew not the reason, nor did my curiosity overcome my fear.
The drums of my ears felt nothing but a deafening ring,
And every hair arose on the flesh of my arm in alarm.
A familiar presence came from behind me.
I turned my eyes to the Hooded Figure that had bestowed upon me this journey.
Without haste or hesitation, I spoke with my voice high,
"You said to not fear, yet what is this?!
I feel nothing but calamity flowing like scorching sand through my veins,
And my heart pounds like the hammers that forged this abomination before me!
What say you of this journey that has led me to these infamous doors?!"
To me did he attempt to
Only Time Will TellOnly Time Will Tell in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Only time will tell the stories which believe.
The marks of the bottom line are where fate deceive.
The script written as a preemptive strike,
Never read over, improve prevents the rewrite.
Where is she with her smile t light the way through this maze?
Back home, going through her own, counting the days.
With Him above and he below,
My fear to every stepping stone I do bestow.
Only time will tell the stories that I believe!
Only within this fallacy does faith in me not leave.
I beg, I beseech, I plead, I pray for my endless prayer to be heard.
Lest apathy overtakes me without a care...without a word.
The marks on the bottom line are where fate deceive...
So only time will tell me the stories which I believe.
The Devout, The Divine, The DeceasedThe Devout, The Divine, The Deceased in Free Verse More Like This
Three are they,
Of Heavenly origin.
Governed by the Highest Throne,
and led by the Horsemen.
Devout are the Grim Trinity.
As death has never ceased
So true to the cause are they...
By cursed and divine blades.
The Patrons of the Deceased and Dying...
and of those related to the involved.
Divine by right is the Angel...
Unholy by cause is the Demon...
Leader by title is the Nephilim.
By them are taken souls guided,
Through them are souls
released or enslaved.
Deserving of NothingDeserving of Nothing in Free Verse More Like This
My endless imperfections
shout to the very core of my soul,
Beating away at my humility,
To bare reminder
that I do not deserve you
in the slightest...
Grace is your very essence,
as you embody that which is perfection.
Whereas my rush
to find the flaws of my name,
You tell it tales true,
of the feelings you hold.
Abnormal is my persona,
and infinite apologies are due,
Many thanks, just as much,
are in order...
To God, to you....
Beauty be what has enraptured my heart
for the eternal hour at hand,
You and only you are the whom
that I most desire,But never deserve.
Ascetic PerceptionAscetic Perception in Free Verse More Like This
I met a man today...
his eyes were tired,
and he seemed lost.
How I wanted to help him,
How his eyes stared off into space,
How his affliction shouted to me...
He spoke out, and the words tore at me,
and as he spoke, so we began,
repeating his words, of the why & how.
Our eyes met, and silence became us.
my heart pounded, as he breathed heavily,
tears fell...out of anger...out of fear...
I met a man today,
his voice was low and solemn...
this man in the mirror.
A Shade in the FogA Shade in the Fog in Free Verse More Like This
Gazing onward with the wanting eyes,
in search of nostalgia and reminiscence
is the shell of me.
Repression of thus, my depression,
I recall little to nothing at all.
Find me within the fog of my thought,
Shade of my Lord,
for lost am I,
drowning in the murky waters
of my ever fleeting psyche.
Angel TearsImagine a raindrop is an angel's tearAngel Tears in Free Verse More Like This
Falling from heaven on Gaia's mortal fear
Weeping in unity their children's lost soul
Heaven's pure spirit evil now doth control
Eden of rapture consumed by time's flow
A lost utopia where gluttony doth grow.
Alluring serpent's lair humans covet the bait
Devourer of truth so poisoned with hate
Innocence now lost in maelstrom of desire
Purity long blackened by greed's hungry fire
The spirit debased evil darkens the heart
The nefarious abductor tears the soul apart
The moment approaches the farmer shall reap
Love now eternal for faithful lost sheep
Gnashing of teeth those left in despair
Time now elapsed for repentance and prayer
Renounce the darkness and take gentle heed
Embrace the truth be the Lamb's seed
If We Would Only LoveIf We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us ToIf We Would Only Love in Free Verse More Like This
Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
Then Mankind Would See A Better Life
Void Of Evil Greed And Strife
The World Would Be A Beautiful Place To Live
If We Would Only Learn To Give
Instead We Take And Desire Of Things
Not Blessed By HIM Who Love Did Bring
HE Came And Said My Brother Man
Accept This Gift From The Golden Lamb
Some Did Listen To The Words HE Said
Others Did Laugh And Turned Their Head
As They Nailed HIM To A Cross Of Wood
Still HE Blessed Them As Only HE Could
The Years Have Passed Since That Holy Day
When HE Walked The Earth Taking Sin Away
If We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us To
Then Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
A HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAYIf There's Someone You Love, Someone You've WrongedA HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAY in Free Verse More Like This
And You Don't Know What To Say -
Don't Shrug Your Shoulders, Giving Up Hope
Leaving It For Another Day
For Life's Wake Is Short, Don't You Know
There May Be No Words To Hear -
As You Place The Flowers, Shed Your Tears
Upon The Earth Holding Someone So Dear
Your Mind In A Daze, Emotions On Fire
Wishing You Could Turn Back Time -
As You Gaze Upon A Loved Ones Grave
Memories Of When Everything Was Fine
If There's Someone You Love, Someone You've Wronged
Don't Leave It For Another Day -
With Love In Your Heart, Hug Them Close
It's All The Words You'll Need To Say
Listen To The WhisperListen To The Whisper Of The Eternal WindListen To The Whisper in Free Verse More Like This
As It Gently Touches Your Ear;
Guiding You Through The Forest Of Life
Your Friend; Your Companion; Your Seer.
Listen To The Whisper Of Verdant Leaves
Adorning The Sentinels Of Earth;
Silently Watching The Passing Of Time
Its Beauty The Blessing Of Birth.
Listen To The Whisper Within The Heart
Where Soft Emotions Caress Its Beat;
Let Its Wisdom Flow Right Over Your Soul
And Dormant Love It Will Entreat.
Listen To The Whisper, All Three Of Them
Embrace And Entwine Deep Within;
And When They Merge Within Your Soul
A New Pathway You Will Begin
THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging FireTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME in Free Verse More Like This
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High
My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb
My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And Grace
Moments Of Silence As We Shared The Dawn
Then It Whispered It Was Time To Part
And As It Began To Fly Away
A Sudden Lightness Filled My Heart
I Watched In Joy As My Newfound Friend
Returned From Whence It Came
My Fears And Sorrows All Had Been Taken
By The Butterfly With No Name
Had I Seen The Truth Within The Cloud
I Would Have Witnessed A Wondrous Sight
For The B
OrionOrion in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To breathe the curve and then the coil
The bulge of arms, the pull and torque
He levels arrow true in place
As muscles flex in rhythmic tune
The grace and sinew of his bow
When then at last he lets it fly
Towards rearing Horsehead nebulae
While I'm in awe and full entranced
He ne'er gives me a single glance
Yet do I mind in spite the moon
It is for me that he aims low
To stay the target his first try
With stars that set himself ablaze
And claims the prize with self-same mark
What legend brands his epic deed
And 'twixt the galaxies we'll spark.
Gentle CannibalWithout a breeze to soothe my body,Gentle Cannibal in Free Verse More Like This
or salvage a mind
from the dripping tide of cicadas,
the midnight of summer begins to
lift its mantle from where you crouch,
and comes to honor me.
My gentle cannibal,
with eyes of hemorrhaging iris,
the jaundice of your nakedness,
translucent from the moon rings
your lips pulled as if in pain.
The fever of your touch traces
every rung of dappled trellis
from the faux shadings of a lunar day.
Give me my sweet plunder of ripe figs
as you bend me like a bow that will snap,
or have you already bitten me to the bone.
The Aegir TidesThe monarch's flock crowdsThe Aegir Tides in Free Verse More Like This
the shell of cliffs with its
violence, and with its rape
piercing the nests of
her bosom, the light without
and the lie within,
canon of shorelines
of broken ships and sailors
dashed along the cracks-
without its windows intact
as her voice strains through
spirits that permeate
going into ribcages and
coming out nostrils-
winds of a sceptre
swarm over her bereavement
to reclaim its parish.
haiku of late autumnhaiku of late autumn in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
shutting out the chill
moonlight spills in
haiku of symmetryhaiku of symmetry in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the curve of an egg
with the curve of my hand
Strange FleshCarry me so my feet won'tStrange Flesh in Free Verse More Like This
touch the floor,
taste me when we arrive,
breathe your life into me
while entering the
wound of your obsession,
it consumes where I bleed;
deny me your veil
and salvage your religion--
sin upon sin wades in spume
each time you emerge,
to offer me its strange flesh.
Black HoleYour sadness is great, and mineBlack Hole in Free Verse More Like This
In a delirium for answers
I'm driven by your inquisition
to the far reaches of reason.
My time is short, but it won't hurt
when I awaken and you swallow me --
I'm on borrowed time, with a
passion to tread the labyrinth
of dissections and Byzantine tortures.
Perhaps I overlook a price paid;
having squandered my investments
while building upon such bravado.
In the solar eye, the un-righted are
puttied rot on every facade, the blight that
deepest night softens by its sullen beauty.
I draw what strength I can in service
to its will; the darkness between --
an idiom, a contradiction given the
needs at stake that go forever on.
On the edge of a black hole in the
fractal of time
I find where all the light has gone.
Living the Everyday Haiku1Living the Everyday Haiku in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
climbing the first vertical
it comes to—
a snail on my shoe
leaves falling everywhere
I look, how easy it is
to let them go
I marvel at every
rose bush petal
holding fast in the wind
seed packets in a drawer...
dormant dreams of an herbal garden
cutting the moon in half
but not the piercing wind
still in bed—
winter scrubbing the remains
of autumn from the trees
7 (seen on local news today)
waves scattering cliff side
spectators with sea foam and awe
how cold the night—
no sound of cricket or bird
yet his breath in slumber
pulling taut the bed sheet,
outline of my tortoiseshell comb
lace curtain patterns
from a kitchen breeze
fill the empty fruit bowl
chopping winter vegetables
my thoughts of summer plums
reflection of my rouged lips
on the window sill
through a water glass
pomegranate halves, red
on half-read newspaper
A Season's Echo of PassingRows of dried corn stalks bendA Season's Echo of Passing in Free Verse More Like This
with the wind that
thirsts for rain
that will only come when it has died
and the ears of corn cease to rattle.
And the thunder's distant laugh
will chase after the snakes
heading for their mounds on higher ground,
their husks abandoned-
the flash floods may yet pass them by.
Coming OutWith promises to be good,Coming Out in Free Verse More Like This
you prayed every day
and waited for the sign,
even when a songbird touched
down on the roofs of Kansas
and went hollow on your shoulder.
The shedding of teardrops,
the coming out of a heartland
from its religion.
Breathing the smoke of its ash,
and being washed clean of what
you thought you knew.
The locusts never come,
the harvest will yet fail,
but don't deny the butterfly
that carries you over pastures
of dairy cows too busy
to look up at you and judge.
Oh AmericaReturn, Oh America, to the Lord God of HostsOh America in Free Verse More Like This
For your dark hearts became your downfall
Take words of remorse and return to the Lord
And say to Him,
“Forgive the sins of our hearts and receive us graciously
That we may offer the fruit of our words
The government cannot save us
We will no longer wage war
We will never again rise up as if we were gods
For in you those who are fatherless find compassion.”
He will hear your cry and reach out to you
His iron rod will spare you his wrath and turn to a silk blanket
The Lord will wrap you in his arms like a compassionate Father
And He will say,
“I will heal your waywardness and love you freely
For now my anger has turned away from you
I will be like the morning dew to America
She will grow and her splendor will once again be as an oak tree
And her fragrance as the California Redwoods
Those who walk in darkness will again rise
They will blossom like fragrant roses
Their bright light will shine forth and be renowned.
The Road Ahead (Poem)The Road Ahead (Poem) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
These tears from my eyes have never fallen in vain
They're a sign that in me, your kingdom still reigns
That you're still working in the depths of my heart
Embedding that fear that sets us apart
That fear that brings us to do the right thing
That fear that motivates us to glorify our King
That fear that prevents us from living in sin
That fear of God we lost, when we let rebellion move in
I'll be the first to admit, It's not easy to walk on a straight line
While sin constantly tries to exploit the weakness in our minds
Thinking we will never get caught committing crime after crime
With deaf ears we hear and we see with eyes that are blind
We flake and we fall, we see it happen many times
But you still pick us up and wipe the tears from our eyes
When I can no longer walk, your foot prints replace mine
You who left heaven, to save billions of ungrateful lives
I still remember that long road I thought I had to walk all alone
But when I looked down, I saw your legs next to mine ready to go
Deliverance! (Poem)Deliverance! (Poem) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By: Brian Dominguez
Feeling as if I'm drowning
But there is no water surrounding
On my knees, on the ground I keep pounding
Can anyone hear me!? I feel my soul shouting
Feeling claustrophobic but there is nothing crowding me?!
Physically everything is going perfectly, so what's happening?!
So peaceful on the outside but inside something's bombing me
It's like I'm tied down and bound, who can set me free?
I can't touch it, it's something I can't even see
How can I fight an invisible enemy?
my strength is failing, I'm down on my knees
Can't win this mortal combat, just hurry up and finish me!
Then the deja vu hits me, I've been here before
I fought this dude once, now he's come back for more
Battered and bruised I'm spiritually sore
Holy anger rising, my spirit is reviving at my core
Through my mouth a new language explodes
I can't understand it but my strength's back ten fold
I can see the chains that I couldn't see before
They've just shattered and fallen to
Jesus Christ (Poem)Jesus Christ (Poem) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yes, there was a man born of flesh
Who overcame the world and all its tests
The only one worthy to be called His holiness
A royal king who spent His days with the poorest sects
The only man on whose flesh maggots cannot feast
Who took our sickness and sin, for love of you and me
Who proclaimed, to be great you must become the least
He is the greatest gift mankind through grace has ever reaped
He spent his days and nights connected to God the Father
Kept it real at all times, like him there is no other
Hated by all whom were corrupted by money and worldly power
Accepted his mission fully knowing, He'd die for unworthy followers
I know we're not worthy to be known as those who follow Christ
But you still wouldn't trade us, even when Satan tried to change your mind
You endured the pain, the ridicule, and humiliation, a costly price
If it were necessary, you'd do it all again to make everything right
My King, Lord, and Savior, Jesus Christ, thank you once again
For taking those who feel so
God Always Comes ThroughGod Always Comes Through in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sometimes we live through a horrible experience
It's not easy to wrestle with personal demons
In our impatience we do things we shouldn't do
But even then, in the end, God always came through
The things we hate, those things we do
The things we'd like to do, those we can't do
If Paul the apostle went through it, so will you
But even then, in the end, God always came through
When we misaligned our minds from the will of the divine
Sin seeped through to seduce with promises of good times
Promises we paid a heavy price believing they'd be true
But even then, in the end, God always came through
Whether your affliction is violence, sex, or drugs
An unlisted addiction or all of the above
And though you feel that this is all there is for you
Remember that in the end, God will always come through
It's not because you deserve it or He owes it to you
Not because of your talents or the work that you do
It's because He really loves you and His promise to you
Is that in end, He will always co
Best Friend (Poem)Best Friend (Poem) in Free Verse More Like This
It's easy to get lost in a thought
Especially those that with you I walk
As I stroll from block to block
As I open my heart and begin to talk
Never have I met someone as attentive as you
As honest, compassionate, and worthy as you
With the right to judge but with a heart to forgive
There is no better example as to how one should live
I can look to the stars and find motivation
each one a reminder of a promise you've given to all nations
I look into your word for my inspiration
There one can find a solution to the hopeless desperation
As the seasons change so will my afflictions disappear
As change is always constant year after year
I close my eyes in peace as I feel you are near
You come beside me as you whisper in my ear
"All is well my son I am right here
I will keep you safe so do not fear
I am proud of you I rejoice in your faith
I will bless you and all that live in this place
Now sleep my son and know you're under my grace
All that from you, the enemy has stolen and taken away
Mi Amanecer (Poema)Mi Amanecer (Poema) in Free Verse More Like This
Lo recuerdo como sí fuese solo ayer
Sueños lindos de cuando yo te ame
Soñando de los besos que yo te entregue
Y cuando rosaba lentamente toda tu piel
Pero sentí que sólo soñaba y ahí desperté
Al encontrar que ya no estabas a mi lado
Sentí que mis ojos amanecían aguados
Y me di cuenta que solo soñaba del pasado
Recuerdas esas noches frías que te calentaba?
Y a media noche te despertabas
Sólo para decirme que me amabas
Pensé que vivíamos en un cuento de hadas
encontré el final feliz que siempre buscaba
Por lo menos así era lo que yo pensaba
Pero ya no sueño con lindos recuerdos
Pesadillas acompañan mi sufrimiento
Quisiera poder borrar estos sentimientos
Como hiciste para olvidarme en tan poco tiempo?
Como fuistes capas de besar a otras bocas
Sí antes decías que nunca serias una d'esas locas
Me olvidaste fácilmente soy sombra del pasado
Tantas promesas falsas hiciste a mi lado
Y aún dices que fue por mi que fracasamos
Espero de verdad que no te arrepientas
Porque no estaré para consolarte
Mejor Amigo (Poema)Mejor Amigo (Poema) in Free Verse More Like This
Es fácil en un pensamiento quedarse perdido
Especialmente en los que camino contigo
Caminando de calle en calle
Empiezo hablarte y mi corazón se te abre
Nunca yo he conocido alguien tan atento como Tu
Tan honesto y compasivo y digno como Tu
Con el derecho a juzgar pero con un corazón perdonador
Como uno debe de vivir, como Tú no hay ejemplo mejor
Miro hacia las estrellas para mi motivación
Cada una es una promesa que tienes para toda nación
Miro hacia tu palabra para mi inspiración
Es la solución que has dado para toda desesperación
Como cambian las temporadas
Igual mis aflicciones dejaran de hacerme daño
Así como el cambio es constante año tras año
Cierro mis ojos en paz y siento que te acercas a mi lado
Te me acercas y a mi oído estas susurrando
"Todo está bien hijo mio, estoy contigo
Yo te cuidare, ya no hay porque temer
Estoy orgulloso de ti y me regocijo en tu fe
A ti y a
Hoping That You'll Find (Poem)Hoping That You'll Find (Poem) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Letting you go wasn't the easiest thing for me to do
Even though forgetting me, seemed so easy for you
Took me years in fact, but in the end I could finally see
I couldn't save you, not even as the man you needed me to be
I had always seen you as my little damsel in distress
That as the hero, I could rescue you and well you know the rest
But I couldn't be the hero, I wasn't prepared for such a test
Forgive me, if instead of relieving, I may have added more stress
It's been over a year since we legally separated
It was a weird feeling to be both relieved and devastated
But I didn't write this to reminisce, or turn back time
It wasn't to incite anger or to have lines to rhyme
It's to tell you that I hope in the near future you'll find
A man who knows much more about love than you or I
One who isn't afraid to go to God when things aren't going right
One that will motivate love more than incite you to fight
A man who's willing to love you beyond what the eyes can see
That through love, you
My Revelation (Poem)My Revelation (Poem) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I could have sworn that you and I were meant to be
The hardest truth was shown to eyes that refused to see
My peace was gone, a broken heart and tears that never ceased
This is all that I was, all that was left of me
The countdown to my self destruction had been initiated
Piece by piece I broke apart as I became more devastated
If only from the Lord I had not deviated
This series of catastrophic events could have been evaded
Lesson learned and I've now organized my priorities
Jesus has risen to the top and no longer a minority
Love and forgiveness was His gift to me
I can now walk peacefully as one of the redeemed
The nightmares no longer haunt nor steal my peace
Hope and faith is now the air I breath
God's word is the food that I seek
For when I follow God first,
all else will be added on and given unto me
Mark 4:12 (NKJV)
so that Seeing they may see and not perceive, And hearing they may hear and not understand; Lest they should turn, And their sins be forgiven them.
Breakthrough The Cycle (Poem)Breakthrough The Cycle (Poem) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As the heart aches the mouth profanes
To habits and addictions we've become enslaved
Our frustrations increase as our sin remains
Yet in our strength no progress can be obtained
Only when we are so broken, it's Him we start seeking
The one whom in our suffering has been silently weeping
His words never ceased as He has always been speaking
We ignore that voice that has been internally preaching
He sends out His faithful to testify of a love so great
It is not in His nature to forsake and let you fade away
He is determined to bring you back to that wonderful place
That in your search to fill your heart, you lost the way
Now you sit in worry, pain, and sorrow
Hoping for that miracle, a new tomorrow
Consuming all that will help you numb it all and let you forget
But your own strength only brings a new day with more regrets
Look into the depths of your heart
Remember that even you, He has set apart
From your side He hasn't chosen to depart
Take it now, seize it, and accept to restart
Father GodI created people to need and love one another. That never changed, even when sin entered into the world. Yet in spite of my desire for loving harmony, families often make a mess of their relationship.Father God in Letters More Like This
I warned David that his sin would cause problems within his family. Ultimately, after simmering and planning for two years, one of David's son killed the other in vengeance for their sister. If only they had sought me in the process...I love to help families secure and strengthen their bonds.
I believe in family. I believe in family so much that I'm building an eternal home for mine. Meanwhile, I'm right here in the midst of your earthly family-and my heart's desire is to help you come together in peace and mutual love. Just call on me for guidance. After all, I'm a Father. I want to help my children.
Courage for the road aheadDo not be afraid. THis is not a command given lightly, as if you will surely fail at the task. Rather, it is a command to focus on what is true. I gave Moses and my people this command to encouarge them to trade fear for faith. They could choose to not panic beacuse I would be with them as they entered Canaan.Courage for the road ahead in Letters More Like This
When I call you to a new job or relationship, or place you in a situation where your next step is uncertain, be strong and courageos and wait for my lead. I am with you, my child. I will not fail you, neither will I leave you on your own.
Together, we can conquer whatever lies ahead.
AlwaysI keep my promise. I also honor the covenants my people make it my name. Long after generations pass, I remember and uphold those covenants because I am eternal.Always in Letters More Like This
The covenant of friendship is especially dear to me. I honored Jonathan and David's vow of loyalty, even after Jonathan's death.
A covenant of friendship is never wasted. Even if a friend proves less than loyal, I know your heart, and I reain steadfast and true. You never have to worry about my commitment to you.
Dearest one, I have promised never to leave you or forsake you, even in the worst of times. That s my covenant to you. Always.
The heart of the matterI can see the tiniest microorganism and the farthest star millions of light-years away. I am everywhere at once. So I do not judge as humans judge-based on subjective criteria: appearance, wealth, status. None of these impress me. I look at the heart instead, the intentions of a person. And my wisdom is perfect, child; I am not arbitrary or subjective.The heart of the matter in Letters More Like This
While Samuel was suprised at my choice for king, I chose David because I knew his character and values-his was a heart in tune with mine.
As with David, I have chosen you to do my work. There's no need to fear-I know you. I formed you in your mother's womb and have loved you from the very moment your life began. Your innermost thoughts are not hidden from me; I know what makes you tick and what makes you sing.
My heart cherishes you, dear one. I lone for you to know and cherish me. Just bring me your heart.
The one who seesI love how Boaz listened with interest to the back-story of Ruth, this newcomer to the village of Bethlehem. I watched him watch her and drew the two of them together at just the right time.The one who sees in Philosophical More Like This
You may sometimes feel like no one notices you, but I do. I saw you during those days you toiled and received not so much as a thank you. I was there during those nights when you sacrificed sleep for another's benefit. I know the times you did without in order to put someone else's needs first. I am aware of every time you gave a gentle answer and swallowed your pride.
You have neen a faithful friend. Most of all, you have done your best to imitate me. I've noticed; you've made me very proud.
Well done, my faithful servant.
My protectionMy protection is like a sheltering umbrella. When you stay under that umbrella, you remain safe and dry. Sometimes the umbrella takes the form of me asking you to obey certain commands-even when those commands seem petty or unimportant to you. Achan thought that just a little sin would go unnoticed. He did not really know me very well.My protection in Profiles More Like This
But you do. You know that it took my Son's death to deal with sin-so no sin is little or goes unnoticed. But beacuse of that sacrifice, you and I can have a relationship.
I wanted that so much. I didn't want sin to separate us. And beacuse of Jesus' death, it won't; he covered all evil, my umbrella is here to help you stay away from the things that would hurt you.
Let me protect you. Let me draw you close. Let me keep you safe and dry.
Who are you following?My love for my people is boundless-far deeper and wider than you can ever imagine. I rescued Israel- my treasured possession-from slavery in Egypt. I guided my people step by step, night and day. When they were thirsty, I provided water. When they were hungry, I gave them bread made in Heaven. And I grieved when they turned from me to worship something worthless, something made with their own hands.Who are you following? in Letters More Like This
I grieve when you put anyone or anything before me: a promotion, finiacial security, a relationship. Beloved, cast aside all earthy "gods." Let ne lead you on a better path. Like I did for my children in the desert, I will guide you and provide for your every need. Follow me, and I will show you a path loned with peace, love, mercy, and grace.
Sensitive careI was proud of my servant David. He could have perceived Mephibosheth-the last surviving member of the previous dynasty-as a threat, or even done as other promise to Mephibosheth's father, and David sought to fulfill it. That's what my true servants do.Sensitive care in Settings More Like This
Many friends have passed through your life. Some of them offered great encouragement and helped you in your walk with me. Like David, perhaps you could take a moment today to check in on those friends-or even their loved ones. I will guide you as to who needs to hear from right now.
Wise choicesDear one, I created you with an amazing mind. Your brain controls so much involuntarily-your heartbeat and your breathing, for example. Yet an array of actions and thoughts are completely voluntary: you choose what you say and do. How much better it is to choose wisely and to do right.Wise choices in Drama More Like This
David asked for something reasonable; Nabal responded with rudeness; David sough vengeance. This would have not have ended well for anyone. Nabal's wife, Abigail, recognized the foolishness of her husband's decision and set about making things right. Her quick thinking kept David from actions he would have later regretted and, incidentally, saved the lives of her husband and his servants.
When my children think fast, act wisely, and seek peace, I am pleased. I long to give you wisdom in every situation. Just ask.
Take me at my wordMy word are never spoken in haste, and never without purpose. I always speak with a full knowledge of what's true. My word always accomplishes my purposes.Take me at my word in Settings More Like This
Although Joshua faced the daunting task of leading little Israel to conquer the Canaanites, I bolsered his courage with truth. I had promised my servant Moses that I would give my people the vast territory beyond the Jordan, and I repeated that promise top Joshua. No one would be able to stand against the Israelities if Joshua would only take courage and faithfully follow my instructions.
Loved one, I know exactly what you are facing today. I am with you just as I was with Joshua and my people. If I tell you to be strong and courageous, take me at my word; I will enable you to be successful in whatever your circumstances.
Stockholm's DollI'm so superficial and vain,Stockholm's Doll in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I glisten like plastic in the rain,
I tic and toc,
Just like a clock,
I move were you say,
So I am not in the way,
Orders move my gears,
You take away my fears,
When they look they see your doll,
There's no real me left at all,
I was broken a long time ago,
Stuffed in a box six feet below,
Beneath your harsh words and harsher fists,
Days tied up with rope burned wrists,
Nights I'd cry myself to sleep,
Now I obey without a peep,
I'm so perfect and vain,
My eyes glisten without the rain.
Holy NightO, Holy night, the stars are brightly shining.Holy Night in Free Verse More Like This
I look up to a blank, dismal sky and take another breath of smog.
It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.
I hear a child's scream in the distance, followed by a man's yell. I pray, "Lord, let him make it through the night."
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
Sirens blare, their accompanying lights illuminating the streets.
'Till He appeared, and the soul felt its worth.
It never ends- this scene, this pain, every night.
The thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,
Tears stream slowly down my face, driven by the hopelessness inside.
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
With the light, it will end, and we'll cover our bruises.
Fall on your knees,
Slowly, I rise from the cold ground where I sat.
O, hear the angel voices.
There's not a sound to be heard, and yet, it seems so loud.
O, night divine,
12.20.2012I walk along an empty street;12.20.2012 in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone is hiding.
It can't be true that the world is ending-
Or is it?
Confused, I take another left-
Still, no one there.
I let out a sigh and watch my breath gather.
The cold is eating me alive.
The crunching of my boots on the sparkling snow-
The only sound to be heard.
A bustling city turned into a ghost town,
All because of some ancient quacks?
But then a voice, muffled by wind.
My eyes move on from him.
I was never one to humor the crazy.
"Get a job; you're gonna wish you had one,
When the world DOESN'T end."
He yells unprintable words, flailing violently.
His words don't faze me.
The world can't end yet,
I don't want to be alone.
If ever my secret gift failed me,
I don't know what I'd do.
Three wishes in return for a good deed,
Almost, but not quite.
When asked one thing that I could wish for,
I wished I'd never die.
DepressionIt's that feeling you get,Depression in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you're all out of hope.
A need to be met,
At the end of your rope.
A silent scream,
To pierce all ears,
A flowing stream
Of pain and tears.
That moment when you believe
You have nothing at all left,
When your mind will deceive
And twist your emotions until oppressed.
When your door is too open
To let anyone in,
And fears of being broken
Erase your happy grin.
LiarStumbling, falling, slipping, calling.Liar in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a ghost trapped in a shell.
Biting, ripping, bleeding, crawling.
I'm almost gone- wish me well.
Breaking, shaking, burning, aching.
I'm far too numb to feel.
Lying, crying, making, faking.
I no longer know what's real.
I burn a hole into my soul until I say goodbye.
I'm too far gone to know it's wrong, or to even think to cry.
Breaking off, feeling lost; is this how it ends?
Push me deeper every day, until I'm far to cracked to mend-
Ex's RantListen here, buster-Ex's Rant in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't walk away from me!
You're doing it again, that thing you do,
When you're trying to avoid me.
Is there something on my face?
Do I smell like old fish?
Why can't we just be friends like before;
Is that too much too wish?
Oh, so that's it,
You're going too ignore me now, right?
Fine, good, WHATEVER.
Won't see me put up a fight.
I miss you, though,
The way we were,
How we both were
When I saw you first.
I'm over it.
Why aren't you?
Glimpse of FaithI have battled through enough tomorrowsGlimpse of Faith in Free Verse More Like This
Without any reassurance that matters would get better.
I have walked in the ashes of the deceased
In all of the yesterdays that I have no remembrance of.
I have hoped when darkness was the answer;
When life had given up on me like today.
I have loved when I have lost
Like the repetitive years that kill me daily.
I have given up and made a bloody mess of myself
As a light of faith had finally been seen.
I have continued to live even when Death was behind me,
For I saw a glimpse of my deepest wish be true.
…a hint of happiness is all I ask for…
… but not just for me…
… for others that have seen enough deadly tomorrows…
… give them that glimpse of faith that tomorrow will soon be the past
and it will be a faded story inside a dusty book…
because no one told me it would be
I Am a WriterI am a writer.I Am a Writer in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yes, it’s easy for me to fall into a dream.
But there is nothing wrong with being tighter
With a story’s theme.
I am a writer.
That is all I will ever want to be
In the end, my story will be lighter,
And my characters will finally be free.
I am a writer.
There is nothing easier to say than that.
I will never let a story wither
Nor let a story fall flat
I am a soon to be author.
With several books ready to be read,
I want them to have great honor
And wish there will be tears shed.