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An ancient river, centuries-old shops and restaurants steeped in a 2000-year history and culture set the scene. The ambiance seemed divinely contrived to facilitate the purposes of our meeting and the very fodder from which the greatest poets are sustained. Not newcomers to the area, Kay P. and I were assigned to the Army Security Agency Field Station in Augsburg, Germany in 1974. We were colleagues in the intelligence community with no romantic overtures to our relationship, save an appreciation of poetry and profound philosophical discussions. Kay wanted to spend the evening with a poet, so we planned the evening to be appropriate for the purpose. At the time and place, we quickly found ourselves hopelessly immersed in the philosophical foundations of my writings throughout the evening. It was the first time since Vietnam that I'd felt worthy as a person. I still recall sipping the red wine and feeling the warmth of the large hearth inside the Balkan eatery. I still see the swans gliding by on the Lech flowing by our café. When windowpanes begin to weep with autumn's chilly dew, I'm taken back through seasons passed to one delight held true, A rendezvous that time allowed, a gentle evening spent Amid a time of long discord when days were dreary bent. I feel the stretch upon my lips, the smile returns once more. Again, I smell the Balkan fare prepared on Lech's old shore, The mood is cast in high regard, the wine is tart and dry, As Augsburg ripples in the wake when swans go gliding by. The ancient windows frame our view and day begins to wane As rivulets meander down and streak the dampened panes. The ambiance of ages passed beseeched us not to leave And held us in its warm embrace throughout the ebbing eve. My heart was scarred, without regard and hardened by the war But her esteem unveiled its worth, while nothing had before. She saw the child that once was me, I'd long since cast aside, And bade he climb astride his mount, engage his life and ride. Now, she is but a memory, whose kindness soothed my heart, For we embarked upon our lives on paths ordained to part. Her subtle way escaped my eye till time had made it clear That her esteem had set me free, that night I hold so dear. The poetry that filled my soul remains these many years, Impassioned in my warmest thoughts when autumn first appears, When windowpanes begin to weep, a-glisten with the dew, And I return to seasons passed, to one delight held true.
You, who are so perfect in my eyes, so beautiful- adorable, and I, so flawed, ugly, damaged and crawling with defects; why do you enjoy my company? You, who are so sleek and slender, humming with a quiet intellect and a serenity about you, and I, so grossly overweight and pretentiously boastful and nervous; how can you abide my company? You, who are a paragon of patience, so understanding and self-assured, and I, so insanely impulsive, so myopic and brimming with self-doubt; how do you stand my company? You, who are so sweet, so considerably kind, so thoughtful and generous, and I, so bitter, so selfish, so self-absorbed; why do you choose my company? You, who are so self-composed, full of self-control, so sound and stable, and I, so very neurotic, so completely compulsive and verily volatile; how can you tolerate my company? You, who are so diligent, so driven and ambitious, so achieving, and I, so lackadaisically lazy, so uninspired, so complacent; why do you settle for my company? You, who are ethical, so moral, so very virtuous, and I, so corrupt, so unprincipled, so wholly wicked; how can you endure my company? You, who are so normal, so well-adjusted, so conventional, and I, so maniacal, so unbalanced and irrational; why do you condone my company? You, who are bubbling with charm, who loves unconditionally and is absolutely accepting, and I, boiling with rage, fueled by misanthropy and incredibly intolerant; how can you welcome my company? That you love and accept me for who and what I am, is a treasure beyond measure. I cherish your company, but why you cherish mine is something I cannot fathom. All I know is that I love you, my dear, beloved friend. **This was written for two very dear friends: Karen and Tommy :) ***I also love palindromes ;) *****FREE VERSE OLD AND NEW ENTRY
You are the wild flower in my palm With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth You are the fragile thing I dare not cup, As your petals whittle away under the wind And flit unfettered in the air; Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil As every breath of wind takes another petal from me And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart An overwhelming scent of need- You are the wild beauty in my palm And I dare not hold you to my chest For I fear to crush you To know first hand That caged beauty, is beauty no more.
LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night
Alone in loneliness Amid forever nights And these four walls In faint, whisper soft your name I beg out loud to the nothingness that remains "Please not another nightmare, no more storms" But, answers are merely glimpses of light From lightening... Filtering through the pane Empty sheets... Cast empty shadows on the wall Of places where you used to be Eyes wide open Now asleep, afraid I am to fall Trapped within this never ending dream I cling to all the memories that I have Spinning me closer to where you were, in parallel on the edge The thoughts, like imaginary rubble, comes tumbling passed A fire for you still burning inside Why can't I let go of the tragedies last And silence your unrescued suicidal screams Or is it only the rain falling faster as it taps harder, and harder upon the glass Or is it of your wandering spirit Mockingly knocking? Haunting with its vindications Of "why's" I can never seem to grasp All this amidst lost stares into black windows Where gutters overrunning, burdened by the strains And I swear I see your reflection Among the flashes, tracing out illuminations about your face And for the first time You are noticeably absent of all the worldly pains And your lips releasing out a comfort that for so long I've been seeking As I hear the words echo within my stormy heart "That where you are everything is okay"
We sit alone in the shadows outside, Blowing smoke rings in the dark; Watching them rise and then divide, The cherry just a glowing spark; This is what living is all about, I'm more happy now than I care to admit; Talking, laughing, and hanging out, Just sitting here with our cigarettes lit; Blowing smoke rings towards the sky, Your simple words tugging at my heart; I lean on your shoulder with a satisfied sigh; And watch as they slowly drift apart; Doing all the things we shouldn't do; I liked being here alone with you, Blowing Smoke rings in the dark...
Mornings are dreadful time in life unless waking beside gorgeous woman hopefully a not married one husbans can be such a downer. And when ya wake to a warm beautiful creature by your side. And the first thought that comes to your mind is i wonder whats for breakfest. Then ya probaly cant read the menu to start with and desserve to have a oversized weight lifter re arrange your ribs. Im a southern man once means several things non of which means im normal. And this morning finds my yerning for a trip and widespread mischief. My amigo had vanished after are trip south of the boarder I remember saying to myself as i watched him running naked across the dessert being chased by the flying monkeys he was surley seeing after his consumption of a foreign substance There goes a fine american. I would have ran after him but but i didnt want thoose things to turn there attention to me I herd they had a thing for southern actscents. And theres nothing worse than a bunch of horney flying monkeys trust me Ive delt with this problem befor. and being it was happy hour i knew my slightly insane amigo would understand in all his naked glory. Besides I left him some sneakers and a sixpack. And kept his credit card for safe keeping. Naked men have no place to keep credit cards and I figured he was in no state to handle money. So as i sit behind the wheel ready to to get lost in the madness of fast food and the ant hill of insanity that is wall mart i turn my thoughts to vegas. For where would a lost nude slightly insane person run to and feel at home. I had turn the music up to drown out the sound of whoever was in the trunk. I figured if i had put sombody in there in a drunken moment. It had to be for a good reason. And so with slightly hungover mindset are road begins. and so with that do the games also. And i figured hanging around with a cops wife wasnt the smartest idea. That and im allergic to bullets. My muse and 16 year old spirtiual advisor had phoned me to say that. I probaly needed to Invest in the spirt of Jack Daniels today. And hey she had went to church more than once so who was I to argue. With a five five spitfire by the name of tinker. so with A unknown companion in the trunk not helping my hangover i was off to the races Untill next time kiddies. Adios and im off to find my amigo.
When all of youth flees and even the whitest eye reddens, rheums, words, fair words, dispel the gloom. When hands are mapped with age and knurled, still, they transform the page, the eye, the cage, for where words flow, the mind goes, to the pristine smiles and the smooth curves which once were yours, your cheek, your neck, your hip. Deny me anything but the word for it's magic will soon be all that remains of fleeting youth.
I don't care if you have a degree or that your self-published textbook is a decree to take a closer look at time-tested, armor plated antiquities. I don't care if you know your stuff, fluffing your sleek, interlocked lines and keeping things just so, just so in ascot wearing, dandy rhymes. I don't care if you can recite the Mikado in its entirety, as you pose in the spotlight, Yum-Yum for all posterity. I care about the longing that I found in the verse of a friend, words filled with whys that scattered a soft, rainy season to the oblivious winds. I care about the heart that became a puzzle, tiny pieces, a thousand tiny pieces calling out for me to reassemble, winged things both soaring then suddenly falling like reoccurring dreams, art that almost trembled in gentle riddles crafted to tease. I care about the grip that held the pen and how the paper became damp and creased as thoughts played in short stanzas, tethered to honesty, such a rare and noble quality, even on the pages of poetry. I care that caring is vanishing like stone angels in cemeteries, conversations on park benches or the respect for ones peers: those that dot their teary i's, those that shiver in life's trenches, those that scry with ink, language seers. They ask so little in return, Only the freedom to search for truth, in their own voice, in their own time, and safety from condemnation, ruthless lies and snobbery. I care about a forgotten virtue. I care about decency.
Blood that screams mixes with tears of fears, Over your hypocrisy and useless years. Fresh cuts don't matter - your attentions yet wane. It's just too easy to shut down, I could end this pain. But, escape artists aren't artists at all. When life ends the real journey begins, the journey to be Above imperfection and glorified weakness everyone sees. Life trickles into the drain of the sink, wash it and pretend The veil is burning off,but there is only so much fire can mend Besides, escape artists aren't artists at all.
Inspired by one of my favorite bands, Rise Against, and the song is called, "Ever-changing" (Acoustic). Please listen to this song if you don't know of it. It's raw & powerful. "Have you ever been a part of something? That you thought would never end. But then, of course, it did." –Rise Against "I fell in 'Like' with you" With her smile I melted unto oblivion's redemption Candy coated perceptions, windows' gap Seeping brilliance refreshment Uncertainty resolution, polished Absorbed into closeness sun Yet these eyes still…see Butterflies taking notice, missing you…as you stood in front of me Strong, yet soft legs Foundation of my face to rest upon Scars…fading A cremated sin Yet, elongated moments of silence Created abruption's new face The face of change When she turned to me and said "I'm not sure, anymore" Emotional lullaby, rocking me to sleep New battles with spectral flashback Trying to get under my skin, a drunken tick facing demise Phoenix's sunrise, rejuvenating my recycled defenses Yet, today, these rays just aren't bright enough to burn sadness away And with these sounds of storm clouds & Fall on horizon's breath These grounds are so familiar, yet bittersweet This heart doesn't want to be enlightened by karma today It wants to be held for how it shines now Denied…distance wins again today Slavery whipped punishments in miles and blocks This must end Because I try to keep lines open to get a call from you Yet all I hear are booty calls with busy signals And yet something has kept me here too long But can they leave me, if I'm already gone? Something has kept me here too long Karma's laughter But, through it all, I will shine … How I wish my mere presence can bring joy's tear to her eye Sadly though, now, the lines are drawn Yet I wonder if this feeling is gone Have the best parts of this…come and gone? … Maybe I'll never know the truth Perhaps she was misguided by jealousy's deprivation Deteriorating heart's splendor While I fell in "like" with her Perhaps "Better Man 2.0" appeared from Cloud 9's fallacy While I fell in "like" with her Perhaps She held onto the past As I, drawn to waterfall's edge Allowed myself To let go…and F A L L © Drake J. Eszes "We adore those who hurt us. Yet, we hurt those who adore us." -Anonymous
Do you ever think of me, though much time has passed and we have not talked, we have not met? Do you ever wonder how I am, what I've done, where I've been? Do you ever picture in your mind how the years have changed my face, lined my brow, slowed my pace? I often think of you, as you were, when I'm blue...how we two would talk the night away then greet the day with smiles and laughter -- ready to face the roads ahead, the crooked miles we'd walk alone -- but, after, waiting to relax again, to smile once more, trusting that we'd meet some time and talk till day, with nothing changed that counts at all... still all smiles, all hugs, all laughter.
Marching down life's highway, my feet became very sore I then came upon a sign that read "Heaven's Grocery Store" When I got closer the doors swung open wide Next thing I knew I was standing there inside I saw a flock of angels positioned everywhere They handed me a basket and said, "Child shop with care." Everything a human required was in that grocery store With many commodities to carry, you could always come back for more First I acquired some Patience; Love was in that same row Further down was Understanding, you require that everywhere you go I grabbed a box of Wisdom and Faith, a bag or two And obtained Charity of course but more than just a few And then reached for Courage to help me run this wicked race My basket was almost full but remembered some loving Grace I then chose Salvation for it was advertised as free I tried to collect enough of that for both you and me Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill For I thought I had everything to do the Master's will As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and proceeded put that in For I knew when I stepped outside I was bound to encounter sin Peace and Joy were plentiful, the last thing on that shelf Song and Praise were hanging near so I just helped myself Then I asked an angel, "Now how much do I owe?" She smiled and said, "Just take them wherever you may go." Again I asked, "No really, how much do I owe?" "My child," she said, "God paid your bill a long time ago."
. "Listen first,.....to the voice in your head" Mmmmm, …if we can catch the waitress's eye, we should order more iced tea… Can hardly believe it… Joan is still complaining about her in-laws…. Peg interrupts, excusing herself to go to the ladies room What was that about Barb's husband burning breakfast? It must have been funny.., the way everyone is laughing… Oh well… ---- My eyes wander to the window…. I see some geese in the sky Heading north...oh my,…summer has gone so quickly… I must get the family together and go out to the lake one more time We'll take a picnic, and let the children feed the geese... I'll take a loaf of bread just for that,....... But we'll have to watch the children.. Last time one goose chased Suzanna, and she fell down, .... …made her cry,…poor thing It is so beautiful on the east shore….hopefully the water isn't too cold Maybe the children can still enjoy a swim…yes…we must do that soon…. ---- Oops, she's back from the Ladies...... I'd better scoot over, to make more room,..... Hmm..looks like she's done something different with her hair... Joan is still chattering about her weekend with the in-laws..... ---- How I long to be back at the lake again….on the beach in the sun…. Oh there…outside the window…a whirlwind has gathered up a few leaves Already rust and brown…edges curled with the touch of autumn Yes, ….summer has gone so quickly… .... .... .... .... .... .... For the Contest: Summer's End
New Year's Eve Ballad It's true one year just ended And that another one began In places crowds did gather They drank and offered cheer There was singing and 'twas dancing Celebrating the New Year. As a child I do remember This special time of year When bedtime was extended And the neighbors were all there Together at the strike of twelve Celebrating the New Year. And as I grew much older As did the other friends I know We continued all to gather As this special time did near We talked of all the years past Celebrating the New Year. So many friends are gone now So many that I knew But always I remember The times that we did bear I think of them now as I am Celebrating the New Year. Last year we met such challenges Not all glory, not all fun But stood each with the other As we chased away the fear We faced just 'one day at a time' and now are Celebrating the New Year. Cheers I say to others As I pop the cork and drink Thinking now all days are special Though life sometimes does seem unfair Still I drink to health and happiness Celebrating the New Year.
The reflection says you've outgrown us I somehow feel sad – That which we once had has become redundant The other side of the coin says I should be happy 'Cause you've found that inner power, the ability to go out on your own and yet letting go is like losing a part of me that object that I've grown accustomed too – So I'll be a bit teary even feel a bit used but I'll always be grateful no one knew the role you played sometimes not knowing is a treasured commodity ©120720121045
In the refrigerated coldness of a courtroom sitting with my truest friend near me, boxed in by bureaucracy who cared not for the long, lingering years of marital decline. The unyielding forms of squares and rectangles, benched, tabled and chaired the end of a lifetime of intercourse. Only one friend had come to my Golgotha, my place of skulls. a downcast woman sat before a solemn judge-- the gravel fell Sedated with mother's little helpers, we sat, she and I attempting, through chemistry and kindness, to bar the pain of memory, no sour wine laced with myrrh for me. The Judge seeing no sense in the dissolution of a union three decades in the baking, washed his hands of us, my husband and I, like Pilate. As the crown of thorns had encircled the pate of HE, so had the bands of marriage encased us, frozen, dead, in the honey colored amber .. of we.
One day after years of searching for that missing link he came along, without warning he meddled with the barricades I build... The things I used to protect myself, fragile me, all exposed and yet the steps we took healed us both... Not realizing that every day our dependence on others for validation were being cut away not knowing we were on a journey of discovery of who we are without faceless crowds dictating our behavior... I've learned to love myself I've learned to love others again without the fear of losing them, I've learned to be happy without being afraid that something sinister might happen we've grown together and we have grown apart but we are always in each other's hearts Even though we're miles apart our paths have been cemented... Connections remain even distance can't separate... It's a friendship you don't ask questions about it's a friendship you nurture. Not because you are forced to, But because it's the one thing That has kept us centered and made me embrace who I really am… I will always be thankful for you… Contest Name : "The Right Time" By : Wilma N. Neels Dedicated to B 020720111955 Contest: The Right Time 1st Place
Lord, I Praise And Worship Your Name! Lord, I praise, worship and honor your name! Into my heart… I invite you to rule and reign! Lord, I give you my love and attention! You have set me in a new direction! Lord, it is you that brings a daily reminder… Your grace and mercy is so tender and kinder! Lord, I humbly raise my hands in adoration… And lift you up in worship and exaltation! Lord, Jesus… You are the one I need this day! I appreciate you much more than words can say! Lord Jesus… Thanks for all you've done already. When your trumpet sounds… I want to be ready! Dear Jesus, take my life and my way of living! All that I have… To you I am giving! You are and will always be the one for me! How I long to be with you for eternity! By Jim Pemberton
There was a time in America, when the Bible was taught in the schools. The ten commandments were displayed, as "God's set of rules." There was a time in America, where the cross could be displayed. Even in public places, people came together and prayed. There was a time in America, there was no "church and state" separation. As people all across this country asked God to help this nation. There was a time in America, where people knew right from wrong. You could see it in the way they lived, and could here it in their song. There was a time in America where one was proud to be a Christian. One could take stand for holiness, without coming under "suspicion." There was a time in America, when mom and dad were together… Now, any kind of a commitment to marriage seems lost forever There was a time in America, where many were proud of "tradition." There seems to be a lack of any kind of "spiritual nutrition." There was a time in America, where so many could proudly say; "I'm going to read the bible and go to church on Sunday." This is the time for America, to wake up and try to understand. We need to seek God right now! All over this land! This is the time for America, to listen and begin to hear… The coming of our Lord is drawing ever so near! NOW is the time to seek the Lord, while he may be found! The word of God needs to be read in every city and town! Won't you too seek God and listen to his voice today? Simply give him your heart and life… This could be YOUR day! By Jim Pemberton
Exquisite the ravel of his comforting quilt a pondering notion of wisdom is felt I take a sip of his lovely red wine, Dr. Rams words are better than gold..........simply divine susurrus hymns of love at times or perhaps lissome words in flowing lines silently I sit as his words come to life, Dr. Rams words are better than gold...........simply divine o' the words that linger, perhaps burn inside his heritage, his love, his grand design I fall in dream into his domain of time, Dr. Rams words are better than gold..........simply divine a song of one soul a dance for all, profound a story unraveling with pages alive Dr. Rams words are better than gold.......... simply divine
Leave the broken in the past, Renew the beauty with sun-light; Nothing's ever meant to last So won't you make this moment bright? Dwelling on who causes pain, And feeling guilty now and then Will only pro-long pouring rain, And damage who you are again. Whether it be self acceptance, Pessimistic points of view, Even social-tied reluctance Or seeing beauty through and through, See yourself for who you are, And love yourself for only that Before contentment strays too far And you can never bring it back.
Ain't a word, you said. but it takes a daring gust for things start to be.
Inner sanctuary envision harmony and mental clarity focus on a journey of possibility Meditate on transformation and awareness of inner state peace and healing Constructive thought instruct your mind to redirect the lost and struggling inner voice Where you can't see the wood for the trees under your nose is the path of freedom wholeness Put aside perceived struggles revitalize, relax, respond to body, mind, heart and spirit Intuition, introspection and spiritual renewal bring about personal healing and conscious awakening Stillness of mind – concentration Thoughts of the subconcious and subliminal beyond all negativity away from all interuption To allow time for self communication and expression of inner self Senses – awareness of scent, sight, sound, taste and touch Healing hands of the medical profession or alternative therapy ambiance, temperature, oils, music, sounds and sights of nature or universe realisation comes in various form and shape causing us to feel life in fullest expression Connecting – whispers of wind radiating everpresent warmth of sun a blanket of love and light comforts consoles over and through the cosmos rippling infinately through infinity outwards, onwards connecting right back into where we are at right now unmoved unchanged and as we were Wise – responsible courageous allowed to let go of need to be judgemental or be judged let go of controlling enable trust wisdom and humility intelligence of knowing others wisdom of knowing self strength in mastering others power to master oneself Energy -breath, force, spirit, soul, God, universe – whatever – doesn't matter how you refer to it on personal level energy, balance, light, sound, vibration, peace centered self – stillness – silent – eternal – to have enough is a richness in itself accept appreciate and acknowledge oneself
Am I man or ghost? Am I mortal or apparition? Questions or choices or entwined reality? For a state of confusion sleeps within my fiber, and slowly rips asunder, the final sliver of my contemporary humanity, Sunrises and sunsets go unseen, as I fully embrace my departure from time, human contact, and connection, with a creative conviction and devotion to my only passion as an excuse, a deceitful reason to shelter myself from the tender moments that keep emotions empowered and empathy evolved, Yet truth is untied by introspection, and as I analyze, I accept reality, Seclusion has become to me, the fruit that protects the emotional body but imprisons the loving mind, and by this bittersweet conundrum, I am bound and devoted to this ambivalence, by the mere comfort and promise of being content, And by such a promise, I have personified my fear of emotional agony, yet tamed its risk with the fierce whip of isolation, thus the shame and allure become as one, And as I lose who I was, and tolerate who I am, my disconnection from humanity hurts those who care, yet keeps me safe, with ink as my final outlet, Still, as I sacrifice need for need, I am not the one who still suffers, Those with hearts that beat for me, have become victims of my seclusion, and I ache for them, but less and less with each breath, For my isolation continues to force its fee, and I notice only after it is taken, and as I see their pain, Only my thoughts are heard, my wishes important, and my contentment decreed, And despite visions of tears and sorrow that were once my salvation, Now, I only look away, and remain a willing prisoner in the sweet self shelter, of the nothingness I show, and will one day feel, without rue...
When autumn comes to drop it's leaves. Unreconciled, the branches greive. To enter winter's long goodbye. Awaiting spring, again to sigh. Amidst the heat of summer's sun. The planted seed will soon be done. Only the rain of heavens love. Can help the plant rise up above. The seasons we all have to live. Are waisted if we don't forgive. A heart that's full of pain and sorrow. Requires hope to meet tomorrow. When someone needs a helping hand. It's nice when they can join the band. To know that they can sing along. To harmonize in life's long song.
Here in this room again mind's racing the fan on low… and I'm not to be trusted can't be left alone here with shot gun temples and a soul full of fear no worse place than now I can't yell it more clearly I beg for your attention but I can't stand you near me contradiction swimming in the blood of my veins I'd cut off my hands to send toxins to drain I'm gutless yet I'm too gutsy for action say that in public imagine the reaction I sit in whirl pools but I've always hated heat and claim to take a stand but I'm lazy at my seat and I'm always on time as I miss the bus again I lie in your face with a devilish grin I'm harmless and swear I didn't mean it I talk about my conscience still I've never seen it in a world of swirling confusions I'm stuck on the spin cycle madness, creating contusions my game's not over I need a fresh start I'm begging for new blood cus' I've got a good heart
' Raul Moreno, Poet- Sen•sei … ' 56th Senryu Like Marco Polo Haiku Master, Moreno Explores Nature's Show From Magnanimous Me (he! he!) (LOL) Love Your Poetry, Your Poet-Pal, MoonBee
Look at me And I'll return your gaze But know not what you see Talk to me And I will answer But know not what you think Listen to me And I'll tell you of me But know not what you hear But touch me And I will know you And understand that you Saw me Heard me Care
The days go by as I walk around the man made lake, churning the tides of time backwards making butter from the gold and brown broth a solitary wanderers on the same gravel path. Always a person for whom the flow meant danger from spring to summer, I walk the scene with cheery "mornin's" popping the insular bubbles of self imposed Silence. The days go by as spring returned to my aged step. The flow lures the weary mind tired of treading water. Glassine eyes cataract dimmed clear and lift to blue skies. Familiar faces grin back hooked on a cheery "mornin'" Marshaled resources clockwise turn. Forward thinking, right sided, occasion walks from summer to fall popping the insular bubbles of self imposed Silence.
The words drip from your lips Like water from a faucet The lies and fables Is screeching to unfold The truth will set you free If not in bondage you will be So lift the veil on every secret and every lie Your wings flap free You will soar so high…
I'm stuck in a puddle of mud, unable to make a quick decision... whom should I choose from among others who have been so noble and kind? More than a name comes to mind: Linda, Carrie, Deborah, Catie, Rhoda, Danielle, Charmaine and Karen... please don't be envious if I choose Carolyn! You all are beautiful sweethearts, and I wouldn't sell you for a song! After my day closes in, I check my soup mail...and there they are those wonderful names flashing on my computer's screen, and dazzling like precious gems in a crown! Many more should be mentioned, highly praised and underlined with a marker: Andrea, Emy, Joyce, Constance, Iolanda, Elaine, Laura and Carol. One thing I can attest, nobody is greater than the other, because they all have captured me as I have caught butterflies with features so distinct and feminine as heroines of modern times! Carolyn, be dazzled and feel proud, if not hysterically happy; and if my choosing is fair, why should there be any contention, or envy among them...I am pretty sure that they have secret admirers, who in the same manner of awe and respect, constantly worship them! Cheer up ladies, I have mentioned you all in my praise poem, but only one gets this special rose...I hope they will send yours today! I love you all as I love Carolyn for her honesty and graciousness, then why don't you congratulate her and deepen your admiration? My praise poem is dedicated to Carolyn Devonshire living in Florida, USA
Writing is my challenge each day But it's not the words or what to say. It is the connection with other writers here Because I feel I'm not worthy or equal I fear. The talent expressed by so many others Often makes me want to hide under the covers. The gems that are written and ones that I read Are so inspired, personal, and give me a need. That's why I come here every time To see what others have put in their rhyme. Carolyn always has a message for me to ponder And others write things that make me wonder. I often race to the "New Poems" just to see If by some chance there's one by which P.D has destroyed me. And Carol, Bob, Nick, Emily, Wilma, and "the Sweetheart" Write things that sometimes I just can't pull apart. The Doc has written so many things I am amazed sometimes at the thoughts he brings. Others are here who write so well Their words do me so oft compel. For like unto them I want to be Writing words that have meaning for others to see. Will they be worthy I say when I'm done Or will they be read by others, as I've intentioned. You know I feel so many emotions just now Because of all these writers, I just don't know how. For they are a driving force for me And part of my challenge each day is to make them see. That because of them I have to write Sometimes into the wee hours of the night. To pick a favorite writer is...well a difficult choice So I pick them all, because they shout with one voice. "Write, you fool, then write some more" Words I hear and cannot ignore. So I choose them all...all here in this group The ones who have made me hungry for Soup. There, I've said it...and you know that's not in haste The Soupers that are here are the best of all to taste.
Sometimes. just sometimes when a breeze brushes my cheek carrying a curious scent, a delicate flower pushes through a crack in the sidewalk, a candle flame reflects in a window spotted with rain, I close my eyes, listen to my heartbeat as the world fades away, and quietly ... ... wonder x
Would you enter my world? If you imagine you could You can spelunk the caverns You might map out the woods Allow my spirit to guide you I'll describe what it means As you peer through my eyes At the silvered hoped streams Traverse the valley edge While you taste the summers rain A shower of suspended tears Unsalted by the pain Fix your eyes on hypnotic wisps Sailing across the sky en mass Rest in undisturbed infinity Upon fields of mossy grass Breath in the scent of cleanliness Within this entropy of soul Float on the notes of strumming bard Operatic tales he unfolds Do you possess that steely courage? To embrace a shattered man Sharing worlds of one another Walking journeys from within
I'm So Thankful That Christ Saved Me! I'm so thankful that Christ chose to save me! I'm grateful for the life that he gave me! I'm so thankful for extending his warm embrace! And for planting my life on a solid place! I'm so thankful for all that God is doing! His spirit in my life is what he is renewing! I'm thankful for the opportunity to be one of his own! I ask for his blessing in my life and home! I'm forever grateful for his sacrifice on the cross! He is my hope! When all seems hopeless and lost! Thank you my Lord for being so gracious to me! You have given me your grace abundantly! Thank you Jesus for being my friend! How I love you again and again! You are the one that I cherish and adore! You've given me hope and peace and so much more! By Jim Pemberton
There is a spirit that watches over you In the daylight hours, and nightime too. You may not think that they are there But there is a way to make you aware. I learned the name of my angel a long time ago Because I was interested and I wanted to know. His name is "Maximus" and is with me here To learn of his presence once made me fear. Because what you do is watched all the day The angel keeps tabs, God finds out that way. I guess you think I'm being naive Trust your faith, if you believe. If you want to know your angel's name There is a way to find out which is no game. Say a prayer for three days in a row And after each time ask him to reveal his name to you. If you believe in him he will tell you true If not, he may be silent to you. I know of others who have tried this I can say Some, have learned the names of their angels this way. When you pray for their name do not think it absurd Some, I know, will hear that singular word. It won't come as a shout from heaven on high But rather as a whisper, when your angel is nigh. These spiritual beings are here for us all Sometimes they wait just to here us call. And when you do wouldn't if be grand If you knew the spirit's name...who behind you stands! Try it and see if you think I'm fooling around Be honest with yourself with both feet on the ground. As someday that spiritual angel you will greet Wouldn't it be nice to be on a "first name" basis when you meet? And if you try but do not hear their name Keep on trying because your conviction was lame. I know many will think I'm crazy with this But knowing my angel's name has brought comfort and bliss. So try it yourself and see if in kind If your angel will speak to you...they really don't mind. Because then a dialogue with them you can share, Even if they never speak again, you'll know...they're there.
From The Time After God's Creation… From the time after God's beautiful creation… Between man and God… Sin has caused a separation! When God looked down upon all of mankind. Fellowship with man was what he had in mind! We were all created to bring honor to his name. But sin has brought much wickedness and shame! Sin has created an enormous "moral cavity." Mankind has reached an "immoral depravity!" Through God's son, a way has been made. His life for yours, on Calvary, was paid! Though mankind sinned, God didn't forget us! Jesus is here right now! He never left us! Through Christ' blood, our lives can be cleansed! A new life in Christ is where victory begins! Won't you come to the Lord who created you? It is no secret how much he loves you! Won't you come? Why there's still time? God has a purpose and a plan with you in mind! His grace and love can change you throughout! Knowing Jesus is what true life is all about! By Jim Pemberton
Cold so cold the night and the sea so black and floating things brush my legs toes numb and buried between farewell and forever gone. You never did finish it after all half notes hang in the frost of November waiting ... sink me in a moment's sunlight reflected in tears fallen from green eyes much like your own. x
Suffice it to say I knew you before you and I became so much more. You started out as my best friend. I started loving my life again. We laughed and cried both with tears. You helped put an end to all my fears. Suddenly I realized I loved you so I told you and you said," I know." I feel the same you said to me. But just being friends lets us be free. Lets enjoy each other I don't want it to end. Love destroys the fabric of being a friend. Jealousy will arive and hate will come too. The end of a friendship is I love you. I reluctantly agreed but you were so clever. This thing that we share makes us friends forever.
i wish you could have looked deeper into my eyes and knew what was there for you i wish you could have known what my lips were trying to tell you but were afraid to do so i wish i had held you closer. that i had known that one day would be the very last time i would see you i wish you could have known what my heart said each time i saw you how i felt when my hands touched your face i wish i had told you how it made me feel when you kissed my lips over and over and told me how beautiful i was i wish you could have been braver and therefore able to tell me what you were going to do when you were so sad and ... i wish and i wish, and i wish, but all i can see is you, and how handsome you were the last time i saw you; and how i longed to tell you i loved you too... i wish.
Part 1 Onion the delicacy of friendship I found you in the flowers Standing tall we become one Looking down from gangly towers Squash, you burn, you pillage, son. Follow me you say in tongues Thy shallow mind reveal me tell Whisper lies clean load the guns I feel the burn I rot in hell Friend folly menacing the liar I loathe this coffin how it leaks Dear foe you raped me set on fire The onion peal itself and weeps Part 2 Traitor dear monkey boy Older eyes eat themselves, glance and kill the other Unified in the dance, they steer the musty rudder. Pained and sweeter deeper wells, poised buckets drunk with water. Singled out the one that dried, handed weights to pull him under. Wiser times capture the mind, death justifies dishonor. Knife slice neat through the devil's back, who stares blank and milks the udder. Part 3 Tempest patron saint Inside this box Goodbye tempestuous fall My puppet of steel coiled thread Smashed buttons and twisted dread, Alarm these doors, and Escape this delusive bunker bed Stamp the spiders Thief, vulture of the deflection The mocking patron of the sinners Erase this affliction Relating inward at the reflection Rise you fool Part 4 Phoenix i love you close the grip cinched hematic grip drenched, clawing seeking the sheave becoming the counterweight i absorb, now extracting the heat rise like a phoenix away to be gone to be free fix me! i have fixed me i am alive and i love you Part 5 Aye, Damager Abolish her state of disrepair Scattered, spattered drippy thoughts All around this box of soused leaves Soak, ferment in the faith of our love I can't fix this, you know I loathe this misunderstanding Of what I am speaking, projecting To me, Aye Damager, to you This devil in me turned and twisted A wrecked elevator in rejection Years locked painfully aware ...
I Exalt You, My God! I will exalt you! My God and king! And worship your name above EVERYTHING! Forever and ever I will bless your name! Your goodness in my life, I seek to obtain. Every day I will bless your name forever. Your path of righteousness, I choose to endeavor! Great is the Lord! Your greatness is unsearchable! You rule by your word… Your divine principle… One generation will praise your works to another. And shall declare your awesome deeds together! I will speak of the honor of your majesty. Not to do so, would be a "spiritual tragedy." Men shall speak loudly of your awesome acts. What you do, I neither question or ask. I will declare my God's greatness each day. And will listen to the words he has to say! He rules the earth and heavens above. All of creation declares his great acts of love! Won't you listen to God's humble plea? Knowing how much he loves you and me? He has a purpose for me and you that is evident. And offers to all… Eternal life in a heavenly residence! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 145:1-6
A Friend: One, Who Helps You Get Out Of A Jam A Partner: … Is Usually In The Jam With You A Pal: Is The One, Who Usually Gets You In The Jam An Acquaintance: Someone, Who Heard About The Jam A Buddy: Says … Its Your Own Jam Fault …
Oh to be just a friend To laugh, joke and play with you Is not something I know how to do Oh how I wish it were For it'd sure eliminate All this pain I feel Sometimes it happens That starting off fun Turns into something real And what was meant to make you laugh Turns into tears That seem to take Life's breath away Leaving you to feel Like there's so much left to say If only this, if only that If I only could, if you only would So many tricks of the mind As we try to find Justification for holding on To what should be freed So we can move on Yet we hold out hope In each accidental hello That tides will turn Though they have long washed away It's just the way of life And how love burns Until we learn The difference in what we feel And that which is real
This Load I Carry… Along the road of life, I carry a large load… It feels quite heavy… As I travel a "bumpy" road. This load I carry is often difficult to bear… At times, I stumble… And caught "unaware…" The trials and hardships of life… I shall endure… I'll try to stay on a path that is "safe" and "secure." There are times, however, when I get in a hurry... As the storms of life often cause a "flurry." During my travel… As I look up to the darkened skies… I can almost look into my heavenly father's eyes… As God reaches down his arms so strong… He's there to lead me when things go wrong. The Lord is there to help with my heavy burden… He's also my guiding light… I am most certain! The Lord is my shepherd and is with me where I go… He's brought strength and rest for my weary soul. This load I carry may be full of so many things… But grows lighter because of the love that God brings! By Jim Pemberton
Silence is golden they always say, But I wish you'd talk to me anyway. Do you somehow blame me for what was done? Is that why between us there's no more fun? One cannot always predict what for them must be, But should you remain aware most things you can see. We can rebuild this bridge or just leave it alone, I'll leave it up to you to set the tone. For this situation I don't know what else to do, For peace and harmony between us to ensue. The next move here is yours alone to make, Our friendship to uphold and keep or for it to forsake!
' Devonshire and Fraser … ' 44th Senryu Some Poems, Highland Fling Kilt-Clad-Portrait, Scotland's Theme The Laird of Sweet-Dreams Devonshire, The Dove A Vision Of Light and Love Highland, Speaks Well Of … Together They Write All Combinations Delight Deep Thinkings, With Might For: The Dynamic-Duo of Poetry Soup James Fraser and Carolyn Devonshire – ( 2 Scoops) You're In My Must Read Group … Your Poet-Friend, The MoonBee
Rebuilding a bridge that was blown asunder, Should we start from above or way down under? Is it really too late to try once again? For the two of us to call each other friend? A heated discussion, words said in anger, Is how our friendship got into danger. If we had only taken time to think before we spoke, Maybe our friendship would not have broke. We can not retract what we did in the past, We can only start over and make it last. I miss your smile - the warmth or your heart, May we try once again or do we just stay apart?
Long and lean she is every man's dream... Eyes so blue that they mesmerize... With style quite in vogue that she made her own... A cute smile that spoke my name... Long locks the color of corn silk in the shade... They flowed halfway down her back... That sweet southern drawl that said hi you all... A voice so melodic that it melts the coldest heart... Tan legs way up to here... Enough to make any man cheer... The creative way she signed her name... Brains that put other girls to shame... She liked fast cars... They were not tame... After she sang ... I'll never be the same !
God Beautifully Created Us! God beautifully created us with unique features. Because of sin, we've become fallen creatures. God deigned us to have fellowship with him! But that was broken, on account of SIN! God formed us out of the dust of the ground… His wonderful creation was made all around! God had a purpose and a plan in mind. He wanted to be a part of mankind. This was broken because of Adam and Eve's fall. But through Christ… He's made a way after all! Through Christ we have access to God's throne. He died for us so we can make heaven our home! His gift of mercy is for all to receive! Won't you accept him? And believe? By Jim Pemberton
The tear of my eye Won't come down anymore After you died I forgot faithfulness, love and destiny Friendship among my life I stayed in my room So lonely I sat My injured heart bleeds blood from inside After you died The sun won't come up The moon wont rise After you died The spot of light inside me was gone After you died There's no one to talk to No other side The earth would cry Waiting for you …. My broken soul Would prefer to die …… After you died The friend that was so faithful Won't come back to life After you died Misery, desperate, and anger Were placed in I After you died There was no one to hold to No one to help you fly After you died No one gave me a hand No one showed me the path That I had lost From you From you No one told me that this would happen No other plan Where did you go I'm lost without you My feelings had left me I had no other chance Tell me Where did u go? After you died?
Melodies traversing upon Winds of the desert painting Misplaced beauty of Saguaro's Dancing with dust devil's Sagebrush songs echoing off Mountainous mirage of valley Floors endlessly stretching past Horizon bleeding red clay Strewing the endless highway Going nowhere coming back Against the curtain of heat Cooling with the light touch Of rain disappearing in the sands Ever moving never changing Clouding storms covering tracks I followed to find your voice Hidden in the desolate gardens Saturated with fervent life Unseen flitting about my eyes Singing in cactus blooms Flowering for the moment Passing with a breath Expelling a hundred degree Harmony from the hidden Little desert songbird calling Past the boundaries set Bringing me back to where I have always been
Crackling Hearts Swoosh, whoosh a salty sea soars, splish-splash colossal waves a roar. Drip-drop, a leaky faucet spent, trickle, streaming tears repent. Pounding heart sore, you adore, beating, loving pumps no more. Thump of regret, of love in debt, thrashing together you forget. Fluttering beats on retreat, sloshing a scent so very sweet. Shattering bond, broken beyond, a bellowing future now so fond. Grimacing glares, hatred a flares, spawning an odium of stares. Soured smiles, trekking every mile, whispering woes all the while. Crackling hearts, burned apart, smoldering pain from the start. Hissing highs, kissing goodbye, a burning love affair denied. *An Onomatopoeia Poem people, but no place to choose that category! Thanks for taking the time to view my work, my fellow poet and poetess friends!
Loyalty One self Virtuous Eternity
I see no numbers hers is the only figure she's my addition
Of all the trials and test this year A lot of nerves, a lot of fear By the grace of God I'm here to tell It all ended up going very well If life is a journey, school is a maze A wonderful way to spend your days So much diversity, so much culture Feels so good to no longer be a vulture Picking scraps up off the bone Heart encased in a block of stone I simply love being tender and true Like a billowy cloud in a sky so blue Floating on air for the world to see Like a peacock strutting proud as can be Yet, forever humble and forever true Eyes no longer red they're clear and blue No longer living all tired and funky I kicked the crap up out of my monkey Kid's gather to me like chicks to a trough I welcome them in I never shrug them off Which is truly as strange as strange can be I once would have said, "Get away from me" "Nothing in me should be considered good" "You're looking for a hero, I'm no Robin Hood" Today, I'm first to school and first in my seat With exuberance for life, which can't be beat With kids gathering to me looking to study Listening in awe to their gray headed buddy I'm forever speaking on life and all that it entails Guiding my younger friends down happy trails Being very careful to not criticize or judge You can't help someone holding a grudge I tell all the youngsters with a heart so true I traveled one hell of a road to get to you I have a single goal before I enter my grave I want to teach you all how to not be slaves Don't let fears and addictions control your life That's an endless road of sorrow and strife Make your dream and grab your star Let the world see who and what you are Whatever you do, do it with a smile Life is truly a gift enjoy it for awhile It feels so strange to feel so good We all have it in us to be Robin Hood I dedicate this poem to all the youngsters who come over to my house to study. You know, I never would have dreamed that I would be considered a good example. It's truly amazing what the Lord can do in our lives. The correlation I'm speaking of with Robin Hood; is that we all have it in us to take from the bad and give to the good.
Betrayal is a subject I know to well A one-way ticket to a place called hell Whatever the case when trust is lost A piece of your soul will be the cost Be it by a lover or a dear friend Regardless it will lead to the end Something as special as it can be Tossed to the side for pure misery Built on treachery and based on a lie No doubt all of the blue has left the sky As the sky turns dark and sheds its tears Shame and guilt fill the guilty with fear My friend turned me in; ratted me out I was found guilty without any doubt What happened soon as I hit the pen? My girlfriend up let him move on in Full of hate and driving on the yard Hands of fate played a beautiful card He got busted one very beautiful day Right to my yard they sent him away Scared to death and shaking like a leaf He walked on the yard to my disbelief I was due to parole the very next day Yet off the SHU they shipped me away One of those things you just can't let go Regardless of the price and cost to the soul You know sometimes choices can be real hard When you're a junkie walking the prison yard Written for the Betrayal contest
April seven is joined together in two special ways My wife and Carol Brown were each born that day In so many ways, they remind me of each other For each one has the heart and soul of a mother Like a great big clown riding a little bitty bike Antoinette and Carol are the type we naturally like Two separate women who hold pieces of my heart Although, each one holds a completely different part Antoinette was able to see what no one had seen Inside of this nightmare lived a very beautiful dream Carol's beautiful heart was able to help me to see Poetry Soup was exactly the place I needed to be Two very different women with two similar souls Played significant roles in my reaching my goals One helped me piece together my shattered heart The other helped me keep it from falling back apart I think I'm truly about as lucky as any man can be There are so many different people care about me Carol is just one of many I love here on the soup I'm lucky to have landed in such a beautiful group Carol, never doubt the truth in these words I say This is the highest complement I could ever pay To be written alongside a poem with my wife Means "I Love & Respect" every drop of your life You're the very first to have landed in this spot Old friend I reckon that means I love you a lot April seventh I'll proudly find my knee's and pray You'll have a wonderfully blessed special birthday i wanted to write Carol a Happy Birthday poem but I wanted to give it special meaning. Anyone who knows how much I love, admire, and adore my wife; knows that for me to place someone in a poem alongside her, is the highest complement I could ever make. Carol thank you for the love, friendship, support and prayers you have given me over the years. I'm very honored to be your friend.
What Is This Church All About? Is this church meant for people like me? Is this where God really wants me to be? They claim to be filled with God's spirit. When it comes to HIS truth... Can they give it? I'm sure there's many who come and attend It's more than "church on Sunday," that we must spend! We must reach out to the lost and the oppressed! After all, Christ gave us his very best! May we all preach the gospel and God's holiness! And strive to seek his awesome righteousness! Living for Jesus must be a daily walk and experience! Not simply based on our "ambitious self appearance." God isn't interested in a denomination or a title… He wants to know… Do we really believe the Bible? He's not interested in the money put in the offering plate. He wants to know; "Are you ready to enter heaven's gate?" May we strive to serve Jesus with a zeal and passion! And be filled with his holiness and compassion! May we serve Jesus from a heart of humbled confession! And making our commitment to him, our #1 possession! "Unless the Lord builds the house." They labor in vain that build it! Let's seek the power of God! May his presence completely fill it!! By Jim Pemberton
Yes, you figured me out. My smile has become crooked, hammered down upon guillotine pedestal. Her strands of tormented wishes, now caressed by singer's ebb & flow. Baritone lyrics glide out in wanton scope. Hope no longer choked by charred rope, double-knotted sadness. Mercury skies rain down. White satin mystery, solved. Or so it's proclaimed… Joy's declaration made upon Paper-Mache falsities, placing reservations on matters of the heart. True happiness thrives on sunrise currency, not clouded futures. … Yeah, you figured me out. This smile has become crooked. No toothpick can hold this up high. I guess this tear knew all along. But, I walk on. As I continue to pay my price, writing out reality checks. I know I'll always be your friend. Just not today. © Drake J. Eszes
Honey you done used me up Chewed me up And carelessly spit me out Now several years passed And I see you again You all smiles You offer me the chance (Again) To help you out "Come on Don't you wanna be my friend?" I say, "Nope" Honey you done used me up Chewed me up And carelessly spit me out I say, "Thanks for the lesson I now pay attention And no longer work for momentary smiles And long-lasting sneers Honey you done used me up Chewed me up And carelessly spit me out So I say, Nope I don't care what you want" And I smile back But you're not upset (At least you don't show it) Your eyes glaze over a second And you're instantly off Looking for another 'friend to help you out' And I wonder Do you ever get the chance To brush your teeth Between victims?
May the Love of Jesus Touch You! May the love of Jesus bless and touch you! May his presence be with and uplift you! May the joys of the love make you complete! And touch you, from your head to your feet! May the glory of the lord be with and keep you! His majestic power can really touch you! May the words that he's spoken, touch your spirit! His mercy and salvation… He freely give it! May the sweetness of Jesus, into your life bring! His righteousness and beauty! Your everything! May you take some time with Jesus in prayer? How much he loves you! How much he cares! By Jim Pemberton 07.28.13
My friend John Barnes is as special as can be. When it comes to friends God sure blessed me. There are some things we lose, while others we win. Some games we play lead us into sin. I've have been lucky enough without any doubt. I have a friend who always helps me out. He drove across the state to find me on the roam. Said, "get into the car I'm taking you home." He never once asked for a thing or questioned me. I reckon that's how a good friend should be. We worked together off and on, our entire life. I'm on number eight, John's with the same wife. John and Lisa have most certainly had their fights. In the end they always do what is right. Work it out, stay together, never giving up. Realizing they already have a full cup. They have raised all their kids, which should include me. I reckon that's how a parent should be. John's not really my dad but he is my brother. He's a friend to the end like no other. A perfect example of what a friend should be. That's what John Barnes has always been for me. From the start of the game to the end of the show, John's been the friend who has never let go. He has stood by my side through thick and thin. I'm very proud to be a friend to him. Through the love of my friend I was able to see. This is exactly what a friend should be. You guys know that twinkle that you see in a star. When it comes to life that's what good friends are. John Barn's is my best friend. Him and I met in the Oilfields outside of Bakersfield where he still resides. We worked together on many different jobs together over the years operating heavy equipment. I reckon I was about 20 years old when I first met John and Lisa, his wife. I haven't had 8 wives but I have 3 had wives and 5 significant others during the time we have all known each other. I'm very lucky, as well as, very proud to have had them in my life. We may not be blood but we are family. Several times in my life they have opened their home and helped me. Never asking for a thing or questioning my behavior. Of course, them I would never disrespect. Not even in my worst days. In fact, I never was a disrespectful or rude person. I just had bad habits. I wrote this in honor of them but it is how I feel about all of my friends. You guys all shine in my eyes. God Bless, mj
A new photograph floats to the surface Playfully dressing up as the world around me Hat, striped socks and all Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment Before sinking back into my ocean mind. One after another they arrive Single file, Steeping my eyes in the world As the minds shutter, ever fluttering Strings together this conscious stream I play in. My photographs fade in time's wrinkled arms. Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor, They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself: Who am I? Jacob Reinhardt 10/3/2013
My words may feel so cold, Yet this feeling of falling and Then trying to be so loving Eventually misleads me to Feeling like she or myself Is gradually shoving my feelings Through an invisible door. It's all so not worth Letting this sorrow corner me in, My mind is wondering if I'm truly fine with Having no one special in my own current life. My reasons for trying to Move onwards from there Were nothing but idealized dreams Turning into unpleasant realities. Who knew that a few days After those euphoric moments I would be realizing that The strings of my heart were pulled By desires so unnecessary for healing My own inner strife. My words may have been so cold, But it's only because this sorrow I go through Will always continue beyond tomorrow. You don't deserve being My eternal object of depression, Yet you are also even taking it All too simply to be the object Of my true love and affection. My feelings from loving you Were absolutely true, But I now see I was so wrong In believing in my own naïve thoughts. So fleeting was the beautiful Rendering of my soul, Except that no one knew then That it was only a game of pretend. Wanting my first kiss returned, Yet again I guess first can mean the worst, So I guess I'll find someone Who will become my second best. After telling you I can't love you anymore, I now feel as if I can finally rest. My words were only so cold, Because something in the depths of my heart Was calling out to be heard. In the end though I have released myself From the bittersweet feelings I gained from My voice and feelings that once were forsaken. I'm sorry for being so cold.
The Beach of Promises 1. Fingers entwined, barely touching, turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes, strolling along that serene deserted beach, our promised dreams within aching reach. 2. Hands clasped, holding on, sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck, walking together, alone, vowing to never breach, the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach. 3. Hands in my pockets, alone, traces of you linger, teasing, lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach, my thoughts ablaze, now and then, catching a whiff of your fragrance, wafting through alleyways of nostalgia, your hand in mine on our pristine beach.
written 10th Aug 2013 I am God's child, first and forever I am known by many different titles, a daughter I am a wife I am a mother I am a grandmother I am a poet I am by several ways, known as a sister I am an acquaintance I am a loyal friend I am a stranger I am a cousin I am an Auntie I am a niece But who is this person, they all call "Denise?" She is a child to God She is a niece She is a cousin She is a stranger She is a loyal friend She is an acquaintance She is known to many, a sister She is a poet She is a grandmother She is a mother She is a wife She is known as a daughter to many She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be.... She is happier than she ever imagined possible SHE IS "DENISE"
Honestly stubbornly looking forward logically A loyal humanistic individual does unpredictably Having determination to stay friendly cemented One rebels with aloof detachment though group-oriented
Drink the drink, and take the pills, lay on the medication. But your soul's forever lost to them without persistent dedication. There's things we've learned, and things we will, to decide us right from wrong. But your ears are only open, now, to a techno-logic song. Social norms have bound you tight, then cut you awf'ly deep. And still your soul beneath the surface begs of you, relief. You waded in their welcome waters, thought it nice and cool But now I'm sure you've figured out you're lost in sorrows pool So take it from who knows you best Someone who has passed this test: Before you drift out in the sea And the shore's no longer in your view, I promise that I'll bring you back And if I can't, I'll follow you. Before your legs and arms grow weak And you've passed your final tier, I promise that I'll hold your hand; I promise you I'll still be here. Before your lungs are filled with water And our souls are parted once again, I promise you that you're forgiven; I promise you I'm still your friend. Before you close your sunken eyes Inviting night to kill the day Know your bright was never slight And soon you'll see your way.
The Day My Uncle Died... I was thinking about the smile on my uncle's face…. This was a before he would "leave this place." I'll never forget the words shortly before he died. The more I thought about it, the more I cried. He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better." I never received another phone call or even a letter. A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral. But it was also him who received a burial. I was shocked and amazed as to what happened. The events took place. There was no way I could "stop them." Memories I had were from many years ago. I often think about him. And I do miss him so! I suppose many don't take the time to realize... How quickly life passes... Then someone dies. Perhaps there's someone in your life you can think of… There's been a situation that you're embarrassed to "speak of/" A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken. And soon your relationship has been "broken." This may be a good time with this person to spend. Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend." Everyone is important to God who reigns above. We need to be filled with his mercy and love. The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear... The days are short... Our journey's end is so near! May God speak to our heart and help us to see... Where will you and I be spending our eternity??? By Jim Pemberton
To Commemorate My 300th Poem Here On The Soup 300 Solomons 300 Beacons 300 Spartans 300 Martyrs 300 Tales Done 300 Threads Spun 300 Heartsongs 300 Touchstones 300 Scheherazade Only 700 More, GOD and Wherever YOU Beam Me 10,000 More, Gleam Me - - - - - - - - - - … I Have Lost 200 Poems But Here Are 300 Because I Open My Arms To Inspiration Undaunted … " Pancakes, Preserves, Poached-Egg & Pork Maple-Syrup, Milk and Sun-Motes In The Morn Calling My Name, Just Like Flapjacks To A Fork Psyche Is Picking Up Poems, Like Babies Just Born " - - - - - - - - - - A Childhood Poem Remembered … I See The Moon and The Moon Sees Me GOD Bless The Moon and GOD Bless Me … and Long Live, The Love Of Poetry … The MoonBee
I Went to Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and heard a lesson… I felt like I was almost in a "delicatessen." A "menu" was served, with a "meal" given. And a "pep talk'" on "how good we're livin'! We were asked to shake a hand, "and meet a friend." "But don't say anything that may offend!" Our comfort was sought after, with "love" in mind! We were taught to be "considerate and kind!" We sang a few songs, and raised a few hands… And got up and down, all through the stands! A pastor spoke a message, he wanted to be taught. A "feel good" message is what he sought! How many "feel good" messages do we need? In what direction does this church want to lead? Is it one that doesn't have a fear of God, from within? Is this a place where one can find freedom from sin??? We need more than a Sunday lesson, to change this nation! We need God's power! With Holy Ghost conviction! We need pastors that are on fire, with a passion and zeal! And the believe that Christ' coming is very real! May there be a new focus, of Christ' death on the cross! And much more emphasis on reaching the lost! Going to church On Sunday, doesn't mean a thing… If living 100 percent for Jesus, doesn't mean anything! May your church on Sunday be stirred from above! And be filled with God's power, his holiness and love!!! By Jim Pemberton
God gave me talents and abilities to use! The love he blessed me with. I wouldn't refuse! I wanted to use what was given. I really did! I had no idea this would change how I live! I spoke to the Lord with a heart felt confession. Using my God given talent was my obsession! People from church listened. It didn't seem to matter. There was too much "business", "gossip" and "chatter" I talked to the pastor about the desire I had on my heart. I could tell he didn't care… Right from the start! In my efforts to serve God, I most certainly tried. There were many nights I laid awake and cried! In my efforts to use God's talents, I often felt alone. I didn't want to go anywhere. I stayed at home. I wanted to give to others, the love God gave to me! But I was alone now… It was so plain to see! The many from church that I thought were my "friend." Would often criticize me again and again! They told me that I wasn't good at what I wanted to do. "How could God use somebody like you???" God picked me up when I felt very discouraged and down… He filled me with his spirit. His presence was all around! He took my futile efforts to use me any way he could. Everything I was going through... He understood!. I've been able to share his mercy and love that he's given! His power and grace have changed how I'm livin'! I don't need others "permission" for the talents I received. His will in my life is what I aim to achieve! His word and love have blessed me within! I'll do anything for my savior and friend! By Jim Pemberton
Let's praise the Lord! All you people of the land! Let's praise him with every Instrument we have on hand! Let's shout praises to his wonderful name! A message of rejoicing, we need to proclaim! Let's come before him, with love from our hearts! This is where a victorious life really starts! Let's bring him our thanks and appreciation! And sing of his tender mercy and wondrous salvation! Let's bring him a heart filled With hope and cheer! The coming of the lord, is so very near! We bless the father, the spirit and son! Through the blood of Jesus, we have overcome! By Jim Pemberton
God Will Take Care Of You! Whatever struggles or trials you're going through. God has already promised to take care of you! Whatever situation you're in... Maybe there's "no way out." God remains faithful! This is what he's all about! Perhaps it seems like all you've tried has failed you! God is here right now! His works surround you! The situations in life that you may face you… God is there! He is powerful and he loves you! Won't you invite him in, to take control? And allow his peace and joy to fill your soul? Everything that you need! He has provided! His desire to help you, has already been decided! You can trust him to take care of your problems! Whatever they are… He can solve them! God's word remains solid and is a true foundation! His words speak peace to any difficult situation! The awesomeness of God rings loud and clear! He's here to help! He's always near! He's someone you can give your trust and believe in! His blessings in your life... You can receive them! He's here right now … Won't you call on his name? With him in your life… Things will never be the same! He'll bring sweet peace and joy deep within. He will always be the one you can truly depend! All praise, glory and honor to God above.! Please touch us with your mercy, grace and love! By Jim Pemberton
One ,Won, Once By Chuck Keys Brightness can be blinding With your eyes closed Or with your eyes open. Darkness can be blinding With your eyes closed Or with your eyes open. As a driveway needs a parked car, Does color make a difference? Hurtfully Yes. Yet, we're all the same. Can a green pepper ever be red? Or should the Red pepper be yellow? Color again. Can't stop hearing that surface beat. Loudly. It's constant and demanding, with Painful colors. Can you hear it too? It's so loud, Obvious. Audaciously clear, Mostly passed over. We all bleed red; Cry tears, Love, fear, Hate, ache, Want, need, Eat, drink, chew, Live and die, regardless, Same insides. Crayons are different colors, We want them all, in one box. A complete set. Separate is never equal. When we become one Only one is won. Once should be f 'ever. © Charles H Keys, 2010. All Rights Reserved
God Gives Us Brothers and Sisters For A Reason! God gives us brothers and sisters for a reason! As children, we have each other, throughout the seasons! We laugh and play together and do all sorts of things… Often not realizing what the future of life brings! As kids, we often share whatever life may give us! And stick together, no matter what trials may face us! But, as we grow older, too often, we part separate ways. And lose any contact with each other for countless days! I've seen all kinds of things tear families all apart. Often, there's some kind of unforgiveness of the heart! If you, and your siblings, have reached a separation… May you seek Jesus for a Godly reconciliation! As family, whatever divides, must be lifted up in prayer! Where two or three are gathered… God is there! Just think about what the family unit has become! The love of Jesus must be what binds us all as one! Getting along as a family, is more than just a "feeling!" The blood of Christ needs to bring an "inner healing!" The family that each of us have, may not be here tomorrow! Are you one who's holding on to bitterness and sorrow? May the words of Christ help us all to get along! That through HIM, our families will be STRONG! By Jim Pemberton 10/20/13
Soup Contest The day was Sunday The time was just after noon Church had just finished The choir that day enchanting You could feel the anticipation in the air A Soup contest like no other Everyone in the village was there Young, old, the happy and the sad All where hungry though Who would be the winner? Of the Magical Soup Festival Who Who Indeed!!! Seven finalists, all nervous and shaking Will it be me, of she or she over there? You could smell the flavors of competition Beautiful aromas floating in the air Now I was the judge in this contest fair I too nervous, how to choose a winner Did I even Dare? Then a thought dawned, happy was I Mondays prize, to the Chicken veggie soup Tuesdays prize to the Cream of mushroom soup Wednesdays prize to the Wedding broth soup Thursday prize to the Noodle and beef soup Fridays prize to the Bergen fish soup Saturdays prize to the Barley and Oats Soup Sundays prize to the Corn Chowder soup I placed 7 beautiful first prize ribbons On the happiest smiling faces I had ever seen My heart this day warmed by soup and the kindness Of all these giving cooks, proud and content The contest over All the village sat down To the festival of Soup Full stomachs and happy souls A winning event all around!!!! Notes: Often we create our environments and realities with our conceptions of life, For one to win, it dos not mean another has to lose, competition is great, however, kindness and compassion, are also great traits.
Trust Can make Or break a Relationship A lifetime of Happiness wiped away By one mistake, that is All it takes to turn love into Hate, loved ones into foes and destroy Happy homes, now places where secrets reign
Cont. from Part 3 Three months now, no trace of Sam has ever been found to this very day I think he was an angel from above, I don't know what else to say I hope he's at home in Heaven with God and his beautiful wife I believe he was sent to teach me a lesson and to share with me his life If you see someone in need don't just walk on by, please don't treat them so unfair When you pass them- stop - give them a smile, send them a heartfelt prayer Try to help someone else, the best that you possibly can Always try to remember... this isn't where their homeless life began _______________________________________________________________ I felt very privileged to have met this kind man But so saddened by his heartfelt story Was he an angel sent from God? I don't know, I only know I met a very, special man... a man named Sam ___________________________________________________ ***Dedicated to Sam***
Native, Liteskin, sun kissed smiles sit, talk, get to know me a while for I am not my skin and even though the tan pigment runs deep I am my heart, thoughts and actions,reflection of company I keep A car accident took my Homies brother this morning and as we sit and talk to him now, through faded room mourning Young man, stole pop's keys from sleeping pockets joy riding with friends headlights beaming, MN summer star sky gleaming Dad's unaware, boy & friends left till woke, by early morn' meeting God opened the skies and took two good ones away I felt it rained, clouds crying briefly for them today 70 miles an hour, Murderapolis streets took two good homies heartbeats jus' a mile away, a close friend heard the tires screech Driver yells to him, "get a knife & cut me out!" Neighbor, like doe eyes in headlights filled with doubt ends up dying after all at the hospital down 29th Ave and McKinley St. Two of the Five Souls involved God, now, does keep I recall seeing the drivers smile less than one week ago why Mista Watkins & White Jr. was it yo' time to go your loved ones may never know We don't always understand the Lords plan but He surely knows heartache and sorrow is how July fourteenth does go two significant young Southside sons at 3:30 am, drove into a utility pole crushed glass ridden streets two homies, with us no mo' I pray Jesus be with them and theirs as they grieve, and friends surround them with the love they need car accidents & tragedies like these close to home to you tend to place things in perspective defrost a persons mind set it into view cuz' its not about the color, of your skin, or where you came from it's the way you impact the world in the end, who you've grown to become the lives lost, were good peoples Stood for good values like Church steeples vibrant athletic youths of the future barely 14 & 17, gone too soon I hear the sad, cry, lonely night of our Loon Murderapolis streets, claim two more young heartbeats you will forever be remembered and loved, keep an eye on us from above, we know you're in a better place, were all running an impossible to win race for we all have a time card to punch under the Lords undying grace your Influence and charm, young men is locked within us Safe and we shall all party again in the Kingdom of Heaven our final resting Place 7/15/2010: R.I.P.- Patrick Watkins (17) & Duane White Jr. (14)- South Side, Minneapolis, MN you are forever loved and missed, but not forgotten, watch us from Heaven, Amen
Man's Corruption... God's Redemption! The Bible speaks of man's sin and corruption. That's why God has offered us, his redemption! The heart is desperately wicked above all things. There's an evil corruption that sin brings! The Lord searches our heart and tests our ways. He watches our lives, all of our days! There's nothing good in ourselves. Not now, or ever! Without God's mercy... We're doomed forever! But, through Christ, there's a way and a plan! He made this available to every woman and man! His gift of salvation is a message of love, made clear! The coming of Jesus Christ, draws ever so near! We can trade our sinful corruption, for a new way of living! Won't you come before the Lord, with a heart of giving? Giving our life to Jesus, is the best thing to do! By his power and grace, you can be made BRAND NEW! I'm thankful for his salvation! Mercy has been applied! Because of Christ' death on the cross… I'm now sanctified! By Jim Pemberton
every birthday is as splendid as the soul of its celebrant
Judas betrayed Jesus's whereabouts End, was near Son of God, knew this Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children
October eighth Today, I offer thanks No need to wait for November
What of this pregnant white cat? Her dirty fur a smudge Against the snow's crisp canvas, She mews at my door for milk. A stranger to me, she appeared Without express invitation, And now, she lingers like a cold. This cat is an embarrassment. Like friends whom I feed Because I lack strength To turn them away.
Jesus... The Living Water Jesus is the living water which can satisfy. HE is the oasis in a land barren and dry. Only HE can bring true satisfaction deep within. HIS living water can break the bondage of sin. He awaits you with his love and grace. His living water shall fill your "empty space." You were made according to his design. He created this world with you in mind. Come and drink of his water that only he can give. Taste of his everlasting love each day that you live. NOW is the day of salvation... please don't delay! Listen to the words Jesus has to say. His promises are forever, steadfast and true. It is no secret of how much he loves me and YOU! By Jim Pemberton
(in memoriam, Eugene Lawler, d. January 29, 2012, aged 83 years) --- Note: "The singing machine" is a not so tongue-in-cheek reference to Gene and his penchant for singing whenever and wherever he wished, as well as to his karaoke equipment and his nickname at bars that featured karaoke nights. --- You fancied yourself a singer, and indeed you were. What songs we heard from you you had made your own, and you gave them freely to all who would listen (though we were just a few who were, at times, inattentive.) Time and remembrance may color the images you left behind, and the sentimental songs you sang (and scribed on silver disks for us to hear when, and if, we will) may prod us to recall your willful, dour demeanor which could bloom into benevolence or darken further in stormy sneers at tardiness, or at perceived maltreatment of any sort. You were your own arbiter of behavior who kept before you expectations of what was appropriate, for yourself and for us, the others of your kind. We were few (still fewer now), who flocked together on occasion to celebrate, in quiet fashion, whatever anniversary we chose -- perhaps your passing date will become another to be marked. And your voice, reproduced mechanically, amplified, may remind us of our loss, and of yours.
God Gave Me A Talent… I Didn't Use It! God gave me a talent, but I chose to refuse it. I had it… But didn't want to use it! God also gave me the ability to use what was given. But it just "didn't fit in" with my style of livin'! The talent he gave, he wanted for me to share... Although I went to church… I just didn't care! I was like someone who "buried the talent in the ground." When God came looking… I was nowhere to be found. I was embarrassed of what he gave and ashamed. I didn't want to talk about Jesus, or mention his name… I wanted to be careful of who was my friend. If I were to use God's talent, I may easily "offend." We all have talents. God's given them to each one. He's given to us his spirit and Christ Jesus his son! All that we need to accomplish his purpose and goal… He wants to use us! He loves us more than we know! Will you "bury" the talents that God's given to you? Or will you just "turn your back" like others do? He has a divine will for us all. A purpose and plan! He waits for you… With an outstretched hand! Won't you allow him to use you HIS way? Please do it now! Listen to what HE has to say! HIS blessings in your life is for you to receive! Reach out to him now! Trust and believe.! By Jim Pemberton
I am the face of misery My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring, The years are written in the same Lugubrious, nostalgic grey How can it be the author to blame? I cannot scream this all away… Burn nor Bleed this all away… To Death I am Ordained Lacuna ever growing With Velvet sheets of life flowing Aeons apart of my "royalty" Under the mask the cannot see... Can you dispel this tragedy: Antigone - Epiphany failing If it must be… Then just kill me, (Antigone) sing me out of reality; I wear this dissonant crown of shame (Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane (Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame The sordid child of Thebes, This is me, Antigone No words of hope No words of hate Do I have Lenore to send to me: The sordid child of Thebes Caught In the longest nightmare life - the slowest way to die I know this is my life But I'm not under control under the mask the will see Just Another Human If it must be… Then just kill me, (Antigone) sing me out of reality; I wear this dissonant crown of shame (Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane (Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame The sordid child of Thebes, This is me, Antigone If it must be… Then just kill me, (Antigone) sing me out of reality; I wear this dissonant crown of shame (Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane (Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame The sordid child of Thebes, This is me, Antigone Can you dispel my life; this tragedy? Can you control the storm in my mind? I'm asking you: can you rid me Of The Curse of Antigone?
I've watched the war from behind closed doors; Eyes too glued to close. And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more. God's love is the only hope we know. We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus. We are saved because of the love that is Jesus. We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us. We are loved! No matter what we've done, we are loved! Confess and ask for forgiveness; This is such a beautiful gift! Thank You God! Thank You Jesus! You forgive me! You save me! You change me! I am changed! I am new! I am renewed! I am forgiven! I am saved! I am changed! There's porn no more For God's hope is in store! There's porn no more For God's love is the hope of the world!
I Woke Up With A Mission On My Mind… I woke up this morning with a mission on my mind. I wanted to tell others of Jesus! It was about time! There were so much scripture I began to ponder. My love for Christ grew down here and "up yonder!" When I needed some help. And needed it the most. Christ saved and filled me with the Holy Ghost! The excitement I had for Jesus began to brew. I wanted others to know this one that I knew! Others from church just couldn't help to explain it! My love for Jesus... It's hard to contain it! I pray that others will share of God's life eternal. It's my wish for their name to be in heaven's journal! I pray that God will use the words that are spoken. To minster to the needy, bruised and the broken! Lord… Help me not to be ashamed of your GOOD NEWS! May there be a shout of victory beyond the church pews! A mission for Jesus... God has stirred in my soul! To be his example… Wherever I go! May the banner of the cross be lifted above… As an example of Christ sacrifice from his heart of love! A testimony of God's goodness is a joy to share! Spreading his glad tidings to people everywhere! A mission for Jesus is what he's already given! So others may know of a brand new way of livin'! By Jim Pemberton
You became my best friend, someone I would never ignore. I know I was selfish, but I wanted more. She became the one I wanted, and the one I got. She definitely became the one who showed me love, And taught me the past should be forgot. To me she is a memory, I do sometimes wonder if she remembers' me. Constantly she said you loved me I knew she lied, I could see the fear in her eyes. I'm letting the pain out, With out any doubts. I have to hurry up and let it go, Before this pain consumes me and I lose control. When she is around I have to wait a while, See she doesn't know but I have to force a smile. I've moved on, so did you. It's scary to know you love me too. Sure I could find someone else so I did not always feel so alone. But they could never be you I would never feel like I am home. This poem is for those people who can't move on…..
I am strong, I am brave so many ask why I am so strange my reply has always been because God made me this way with curious looks and a grin I look at them and say I have red hair that I must tend what more do I need to explain/center> Just silly
I'm not the kind of person I need to be! There's too many problems inside of me! I'm not the kind of person you'd want to know… I've too many worries and a troubled soul! I'm the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I'm the kind of person who doesn't have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I'm the kind of person who's gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don't even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you'd want to be around. I may get discouraged, and "get you down." I'm the kind of person who's giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I'm the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You're someone that this person can always depend! I'm not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That's why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton
Confused If there were thing's I couldn't understand,you was one of them. Going back and forth with one another,like the wind and does in the howls of winter.You'd follow me to escape your own reality,only not knowing your shattering mine.You tell me to be me there was a time when I was me and you couldn't stand it like it was looking into the eye's of a demon.How should I respond? Running away only brings more then I can offer. Now I'm drifting and everything left me,I'll suffer the venom of past and the reoccurring pains. From the tell's of literature to the mounts of the great wars have I been able to tell just from their looks what they thought that very moment but as I look into your eye's does it not only confuse me it refuses to tell me the truth,why am I looking into my own eyes? Let me touch your face.Let me look into your eye's.Let me see the truth which is clouded and locked away.Let me see your feelings fall from your eye's. Burned. Chain. Shackled. Scared. Tortured. Entangled with lies.and yet harbors no hate toward anyone then yourself.How much do you loathe yourself? To the point your a sacrificial offering of your own whim's? As I search for the truth,I see the many heartbreaks and the lies been told to help but nothing prevails. Yet you look at me looking for the same thing. We're both confused? We're both in agony? We're the same? This isn't right.This is a lie.I don't wish to see anymore. I won't lose to this,nor bow down and be your toy.Yet when I'm close to you,it never cold. Hold my hand as I fight with myself. Never mind hold me closer until neither of us is cold.Don't lie to me with those pleading eye's,that are like dark's as coal and beautiful as an onyx. Let's be ourselves.Let's shut ourselves away from this world.Let's search for our own truth.But if there only fear in your mouth,then there's lies.I shall grab your heart and I will hold it like it was the last gem on earth.So scream,hate,and be gently. I'm confused.Your confused.I will listen,if you will talk. Have you ever heard these words before? I never have but I will say them to you,you who has the same pleading eye's as me.When we're so much alike yet so different to the point it confusing.
We reminisced about years long gone tonight and one thing became crystal clear, that even with the hardships and all the madness we became adults that can keep our heads high - We didn't have the best of everything tough times and mistakes made didn't keep us down it never determined who we'd be All the high school drama of stay a ways and walk outs could have made us falter the guys and their strawberry house the girls and their adult movies We can laugh about the madness now they are all fond memories all part of what makes us the adults we are today I salute you guys for never giving up for being the best you can be because you came from humbled beginnings and you never forgot where everything started... Hence your appreciation for the blessings today! *Inspired by a get together with some of my high school friends* 100620121855
On his shoulders he carried me, when I tarried when young. He'd huddle me close, and tell me the stories Of how he grew up. The things that he loved to do most. Correct me when wrong. And punish when bad he'd Protect me from harm, And when ill - He'd wrap me in blankets, And nurse by my side, Till one day I grew up And rebelled. In your footsteps You wanted Me to have followed, And done everything by your will. But I'm my own person, So listen to my side, Are you in with me this time Or still…? Do you not answer? Hear my pain call? As I struggle to find my own way. Is it time I departed? Is it time that I learnt? To have my own will What d'you say? Well I'm sorry You're silent. You're so disappointed. But I know that you feel I am wrong. I can't take this no longer I'm so full of anger. To my misery Is there no end? Well I'm out!... Do you hear me?... Dont misunderstand me. I'm grateful for what you have done. But for now I don't know me. I don't know the answers. I'll pack up my things and be gone! But then you say to me Just listen – child listen, One day you will settle You'll see. You'll be married. With children. Putting food on the table - Working hard to bring in the dough Then you'll think of these words Just follow my footsteps That way you will Come to no harm. And the voice in your head Will silently say - I told you, Was right all along. I'm your father I taught you to follow my footsteps; To know what is right and Whats wrong!
I see you standing there Hiding from the crowd You say the world's too big You say the world's too loud I reach out my hand And put yours in mine To pull you out into The whirlwind of life Life is full of crazy There is no life that's plain Life would just be boring If everyone was sane. You gotta let the beast Out of its cage You gotta be crazy You gotta be brave I know you have your own World in your head Maybe you might like The outside world instead I'm not trying to say That I understand I want you to know I'm reaching out my hand Life is full of crazy There is no life that's plain Life would just be boring If everyone was sane. You gotta let the beast Out of its cage You gotta be crazy you gotta be brave I know you find life Hard to be around I can't let you hide Six feet underground if you want to try To try and take a chance Step outside your walls Let go and join the dance Cuz... Life is full of crazy There is no life that's plain Life would just be boring If everyone was sane. You gotta let the beast Out of its cage You gotta be crazy You gotta be brave I see you standing there Hiding from the crowd You say the world's too big You say the world's too loud Life is full of crazy There is no life that's plain Life would just be boring If everyone was sane.
Slowly, The air fills with blue, and the greens catch fire The hammerlight of Summer With little mouse-steps, Steals off into apricity. I divide my days Between wine and responsibilities As a child divides his Between play and obedience. The time itself, at its best, Is wine to me, Full of light and flavors Vying for my attention. The aptly named Sept/ember Ignites itself against the skies And sets my thoughts asmoulder; The inspiration I have begged and badgered To arrive, does so at last By its own rule, on its own clock In the deep of the night While I should be asleep. I awake, Dreams close behind my shoulder, And find myself at this crossroads, Inexorably older.
Healing Can Only happen, When the Pain is Gone! Healing can only happen, when the pain and damage are gone! It can only come about, when there's no "lists" of wrongs! People need to move ahead, and put all of the past behind them! And seek God's forgiveness, so his grace can find 'em! Too many carry a load of sorrow and grief that they can't afford! They need to bring everything to Jesus, and make him their LORD! How can we experience healing, if the suffering is still there? How will we ever be able to love others, and truly care? May we all seek the kind of healing, that only Christ can bring! May we allow him to remove all pain and suffering! Jesus… We need your healing now! More than ever before! It is your love that we must learn to treasure and adore! Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love! The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above! Thank you God! The pain is gone and the healing has come! All praise, glory and honor to Jesus! God's anointed son! By Jim Pemberton 10/19/13
My hand holds your hand and that`s enough. In the green`s intervals, the weather is rough; The blue wind freed its own ghost's chain Following the rhythm of the crystalline rain; With the leaf`s thrill and embrace`s embers Patient ruby hidden in alabaster chambers, Far from the desert of mirrors, standing aloof As vulnerable as the surge`s serenity`s proof; Simple surmise falling down with the mist, Suspension bridge above the yellow East; Looking from the season `s round roof, Solitude seems hit by a rueful cold hoof. Like the violet dawns date with the pale moon, Chapel`s morning joined the emerald afternoon; Air angels with white wings are our mates; Trees beg for heaven to let open the gates; We listen to inner chansons sung by Edith Piaf My hand holds your hand and that`s enough.
He was so excited, he just couldn't wait He'd often check the calendar and reconfirm the date He was a child of struggles, challenged some would say Mental disabilities his progress would delay But he was not to be denied, he knew not of defeat Because of Special Olympics he was able to compete When the special day arrived, devoid of any fears He happily joined the others, a collection of his peers I heard the starter call their names and prepare them for their race He gave a wave and smiled at me, joy written on his face At last when the gun sounded and left them to their fate The runners all surged forward with their ungainly gait As they approached the first curve, he was giving it his all When suddenly without warning I saw him trip and fall My heart I think stopped beating as I saw him start to rise And I couldn't stop the tears from welling in my eyes But then a strange thing happened, two others in the meet Came back and stopped beside him and helped him to his feet Together they began to run, well behind the rest But it didn't seem to matter, toward the finish line they pressed And holding hands they finished well behind the winners pace They didn't care that they were last, but that they'd run the race Since then I often ask myself as new challenges I face How do I define winning. How will I run my race 1st place in"A Fragment Of Life" contest Written Jun 22,2011 Bob Quigley
Give me drink, rest, and solitude-- these are all the things I long for. Give me as well your finest food and I'll ask of you, lass, no more! My bonnie lass, what's the matter-- why are you all sorry and alone? Don't be sad because you're fatter than most, lass, for love loves its own. Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret. If I were a young lad again, I'd pursue you without regret! But as I am three-score and ten years old, indeed, I can never be the youthful lad you most need. But your pain won't be for ever: for your heart will refuse to bleed.
*********** A Unique - And - Secure Gravitational Pull Upon... The Earth's surface And to all Of it's Inhabitants' With redeeming life Flowing.... With.....a Cause for freedom To set Thee free.... Poet Author Gary Fields copyright Apr2012 poetrysoup.com
To be but also being too To being two or to be one, too.
You're Valuable To God! You're valuable to God! He gave you his best! You can enjoy his love, peace and rest! You're valuable to Jesus! He bled and died… He sacrificed his life for you, and was crucified! You're valuable! You were bought with the Lord's blood. Everything he's given to you is because of his love! You're valuable to God, and so wonderfully made! A way to get to heaven has already been paid! You're valuable and precious! One of a kind! When God created this world. He had YOU in mind! You're valuable to the lord! He wants you to know… Not all of the world's money can purchase your soul! You're valuable to God! He offers his salvation. You can enjoy his peace and sanctification! You're valuable to God! Won't you come to him? And experience his love, and the forgiveness of sin? God offers to you eternal life that's precious! He speaks to you from a heart of mercy and kindness! By Jim Pemberton
I Went To Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and much to my surprise. I got up real early. It was just before the sunrise. I wanted to be with others in worship to my Lord. But when I arrived, so many there look so "bored." When they were singing the songs, some didn't seem to care. As I looked around, hardly anyone noticed I was there. By the time the people were asked to sing another song. Some greeted the worship leader with just another "yawn." Did anyone really want to worship Jesus the risen king? Is church a place to simply "get bored with everything?" As the preacher arose to preach his "Sunday sermon best." "Fill between the lines," he said… This was to be the "test." Shortly after the outlines were filled, there was a "closing prayer." I noticed many of the people were "happy to get out of there!" I thought to myself as I left and walked out the door… "Is this what the true body of Christ meant for?" "Where is the sin-cleansing power of God I've heard about?" "Has the power of God in many churches been 'kicked out?'" I pray that the presence of God will get a hold of our heart. May our worship for Jesus be evident… Right from the start! May our relationship with Christ be very important to us. May we give him our life! Our heart! And our trust! May our love for him not be a "boring Sunday experience." May we serve HIM daily… Expecting a divine appearance! The Jesus I know is bigger than any denomination might be! And only his blood has the power to set men free! Serving and loving Jesus is an opportunity with living! A life in totally surrender to Christ is what we much be giving! By Jim Pemberton
God, I Need Your Forgiveness! God, I need your forgiveness, for things I've done! I need to be washed through the blood of your son! Please take away the heartache and pain! Help me to trust you, when I call on your name! May t take each day to really get to know you! And just take the time to say that I LOVE YOU! May my heart be humbled and broken within! And daily trust Jesus as my savior and friend! I'll always need someone that I can lean on to! I don't know what I'd do, if I didn't have you! By Jim Pemberton
I miss you so... Wordless... I miss you without you I'm uninspired a mute, my voice is truly yours Speechless, numb, and empty whats sometimes hard to show that which I cannot say I hope you feel it, I pray you know this bares no question My friend without strings... I do miss you so so confused about what to do I'm unable to handle what's true sometimes our reality is conflicted I sit back and marvel in thoughts of you **For Matt Caliri's "Write a Poem Backwards" Contest
As I think about where my life has been... It's hard to believe that I'm still here again! I think about the many things I've been through. And ask myself the question; "what am I going to do?" With the trials of life, have come trials. A life filled with uncertainty and many "traveled miles." It's like riding the waves of life's stormy sea. Never knowing where the next wave will take me! Everything I know... And all that I've done… I lay down my life at the feet of Jesus... God's precious son! I ask you Jesus for mercy! I come to you now! I come before your majesty and humbly bow! You've brought love and wholeness within! You've given me a "new life!" And took away my sin! I love and thank you Lord, for your hand extended! The beauty of your holiness is to be commended! You brought to me hope, in a hopeless situation! And have given to me the wonderful gift of salvation! By Jim Pemberton
Earths people, it is time to wake up, the 'Prince' is alive! Ascension available, access through your heart Seek and you shall find! Time is short, personally unite, connect as one Eternity given Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with 'our lord Jesus' and 'our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit ***Happy Easter Everyone***
There's a lot in life, that I don't understand! And a lot of wickedness throughout this land! A lot of heartache and misery, is what I'm seeing! Any kind of commitment, seems to be disappearing! Being faithful to anything, seems to be of the past. My lives seem to be falling apart… And fast! Any principles of Godly living, seem to be ignored. So many appear to be, "complacent and bored." I often wonder what God must be thinking. When it seems like this whole world is "sinking!" I've decided to come to Jesus! And really pray! That people will really listen to what God has to say! "What shall the righteous do, if the foundations are destroyed?" Very soon, many of our "freedoms," will not be enjoyed! Please, dear Jesus, come and heal our broken nation! Help us all to confess our sins! And accept your salvation! Please come and bring your peace and love within! That we may seek the living God! Once again! God is our only hope! It's in him, that we're strong! It's in his arms of mercy, that we all belong! Please God… Come and touch us with your healing! It's only in you, that we have a true meaning! By Jim Pemberton
Lord… I'm Thankful For My Dad! Lord, during this special day, I'm so glad… For giving to me such a special dad! He's been very thoughtful and kind! Fathers like him are very hard to find! I remember growing up with my brothers… He was special to us, like "no other!" As a young boy, he taught me God's ways. And I've kept it throughout my days! I've often sought his advice and counsel… Especially when life was looking "awful!" He was there to give support the best he could. Trying to help the best way he understood. I suppose now that I'm growing old… I'm remembering more things that my dad told! "My father is one in a million." Is what I believe.! Many blessing from him I have received! May the blessings of God daily surround him! I'm so thankful that my mother found him! Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this! May his days ahead be happy and blessed! By Jim Pemberton
Rebellious and independent, a strong mind driven by intent; see a face never mistrusted, hear sincere words well-expressed... no detail is insignificant. (C) Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci
They praise me like a saint, But I am a sinner; They don't know the man they see. I am an addict. Broken eyes to pornography, Only Jesus can set me free. Only by His death on the cross And the grace of His Father's love Am I able to be set free. With God as The Light, The One and Only Light, The Only Hope in sight, Will I be set free. I am free.
Ciggy's day out this is just another normal walk but where shall I go to the haberdashery or to the local library on this wonderful February day. I think I will start at the library and look for a book on an auto harp or maybe a book about a calliope. So I can use them in my collaboration latter today. I am a little thirsty I think I will get a soda in an aluminum can of course with no algae. Now back to my condominium I will go cuz it's time to start my live web show.
no more Soup for me all of YOU have pissed me off April Fools Suckers JSLambert ~ This is the fabulous "Prankster Haiku" Haiku from the Heart Contest ~This is not your average Haiku. But I am not yir' average Joseph, for my "Prankster Haiku" form is highly Ex-plosiPH! Ya' DiGG?
retelling the words of the past pain that she caused--- forgive her sooner
My day is a day to be reckoned with my Sir! I am down back to zero going again you see. I carry a silver stick just for you not for me. Do know I roll in a blend of pure magic I stir. Like my soup you are and a cat I shall purr. My summer is magic my winter cues as be. I am busy you see to fly in and out like thee. But in between this world is a cross to incur. And at the end of this world is even a bigger cross, Sharp as a whistle seemingly to be at a great loss! ® Registered: Ann Rich 2009 .
Joyce Johnson has something common with me Someday this lady I will get to see Soon I'll meet a person who understood All my heartache for in her heart there's good We'll sit down, settle with mugs of coffee Talk as we munch on that homemade brownie Inquiring how she withstood her great grief Tell me your story, please do not be brief She and I will share stories long I've held We'll drink coffee, eat brownies, sit a spell Contest:"First Words Over Coffee" Sponsor: Michael J. Falotico Written by: Sara Kendrick
May 27, 2010 Bless it be Thee! Bless it be Thee! Truly, I love you. My whole my new. My heart your key! Loose lips and free. Realistically, I knew! You are far and few. I can justly let it be. You know, it is Gemini's Full Moon tonight, The Universe is waking up figuring us all out. Point me out as a random beam of Moonlight, I am engulfing and enriching charts in route. Swiftly suited, I stand in my place! Bless it be it to Thee! A closed case! ®Registered: Ann Rich 2010
An Almighty Father, who always attends to my soul. (Blessed beliefs sustain the brightness of my Lord.) Jesus Christ who loves me and died on the cross for my sins. (Sweet salvation succors repentance and supports spiritual growth.) The Gift of the Holy Spirit bears witness to truthfulness in God's word. (That still small voice that gives direction to life.) My soul mate, my love, strengthens my heart everyday. (Constant companionship caresses my loneliness.) Family and its many members that choose to show love. (Children and grandchildren enliven life, especially.) A church where truth is taught and leaders live inspired. (Seeing people living rightly shows that virtue is achievable.) A charismatic consortium, friends committed to right ways. (Good examples to emulate make the path toward perfection clearer.) The capacity to forget unfortunate foibles projected upon me. (Amid forgiveness fantastic peace flourishes.) Emotions to help me understand and express God's will in my life. (Without feelings, life would be meaningless.) Delicious dreams that diminish depression day by day. (Delightful living gives direction to my world.) © May 30, 2011 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Top Ten Sponsored by: Adeleke Adeite
What is it to me that I cannot place you in the picture painted by the years the life has already spent? Do you merely lurk, and leave at a much later time? Or, maybe you are staying because you are meant to stay. Then, stay. If you may. I pray. While I find a place (for us) in the picture of eternities, the gods must be hiding, conspiring; themselves amusing. Ah, the grand scheme of things - a forgetting. A familiar spirit we feel - a remembering. (Note) This piece was inspiredly written for the beautiful souls - even the strangers - I have met along the way and will still come upon in my lifetime. To each special one, you have stirred quite a familiar spirit within. A remembrance of forgotten past, I suppose. Thank you for letting me peak through your soul's window. The veil of forgetfulness has never been thin as now to me. You have so given me a gift I shall treasure in the moments I may tend to forget who I truly am - a being with a soul.
Someone Felt Like Giving Up! I know someone who wanted to give up. Things in life began to "trip him up." After much thought and contemplation. He really offered no real explanation. He felt like his life was at a "dead end road." He said he couldn't continue with a heavy load. No matter how many different things he tried. He was not happy… Nor satisfied! He began to share a piece of his mind… He was ready to leave everything behind. The choices that he had sometime ago… Began to "wear" at his heart and soul! I tried to encourage him the best I could. But I'm not sure he really understood. As I watched him go his separate way… I said; "there's something I wanted to say." "There's a God who reigns in haven above!" "He wants to fill you with his hope and love!" "He knows and cares about everything you'll do!" "He's loving and kind!" "And wants to help YOU!" As I spoke, I could see he thought for a minute. A commitment to God… He decided to give it! He decided to give it all to a God who won't fail him! He wanted to serve a God, who wants to bless him! He's happy now that this choice was taken! With Jesus… He's never alone nor forsaken! By Jim Pemberton
I need a friend right now I need guidance I need someone to show me how How to just be. I thought I was happy I thought I liked me I guess I am not the person I thought I could be. I need a friend right now someone to share my thoughts someone to be my sounding board someone who understands me someone who realizes I should not be ignored. I know the truth that lies beneath the beauty and the smiles I know the truth But you see, it is much easier to live a life of denial You smile and grin, laugh and pretend. Oh, but still remains the dark behind the light I know the truth. One day the closet door will open One day the make up will fade and the world will know what I have known all along You can't hide your pain you can't store your fears you can't bury your sorrows you can't change what's done you can't pretend your okay anymore you can't be that person everyone wants you to be The mask has been ripped from your face and the world now knows what I have known all along you don't know how to live this life alone. you are broken and scared and fear that there is no way for repair The damage has been done your life incomplete you have been stripped of all your strength and beat you are left broken and scared and no one is there. You are alone and I have known this all along I know the truth I know I can't be alone I need a friend right now.
You are a person i've met before. The man who stands knocking at my door. I remember you from my dreams, Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams. You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain. You are the man I stood next to in line. You are the man I passed by I danced as you sang the songs chorus. I pushed my way through... the sea of people and stopped next to you. Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you I found my way out, I hurried my way through. I walked away having not met you. A second glance, I did not take, unaware that our meeting was fate. You are a person i've met before, Sometime ago on a night like tonight, The air was warm, the stars shining bright The night that we met, I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest You asked me for a cigarette. An open chance to conversate knowing this interaction would not lead to a date We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests. such as music and poetry, art and astrology. At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind. Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime. You are a person i've met before, I've read your book of poetry at the local book store. you write of life, love and family. You are a person i've met before, I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore You are the artist I dream of meeting You are a person i've met before. You are the man in my dreams, Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams. I've met you 100 times before, You are the man who stands knocking at my door.
Real friends are extremely rare; and the so-call friends sometimes, are hard to please When life seems so unfair, the so-called friends avoid you like a disease! When you face financial hardship and can't pay your rent, Is your "friend" there for you without an argument? When you feel all alone; when marital problems arise, Is your "friend" there, being supportive; do they look you in the eyes? When you reach your lowest point and need a shoulder to lean on Does your "friend: disappoint; did you feel it all along? When trials and tribulations trouble you to no end, You'll know a sincere person without a doubt, will be a friend! So-call friends in your inner circle may be many; you have no clue.. It is only when your troubles come, then you'll know if your friends are true!
Offended is ignorance a lack of understanding silence is not for everyone humans speak and do things different than you or your faction true or untrue or stretch truth what's the worry? stressing over someone else's beliefs takes you away from your own routine offended is a waste of energy needed for nothing causing dangerous sparks within one's mind one's heart one's soul becomes contaminated with preoccupations vengeance breeds furious often unexpected actions of ill-will occur or changes for the worse creep in the shadows of good growing taking over "spiritual kudzoo" none could tame extinguish your dealings with petty rage of another imperfect being's mouth cancer vanishes easier with early detection MOVE ON! or at least learn from your polar opposite
Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me! Jesus is the best thing that happened to me! He loves me so much! It's plain to see! Jesus has provided everything I need, to get tough! If it wasn't for him… I don't know what I'd do! Jesus has come, that I might life so abundantly! He's given me all I need… Most assuredly! He does for me, what nothing in this world, could ever do! And completely understands, everything I go through! He brings his peace, hope and a blessed satisfaction! I can have fellowship with him! A "heavenly interaction!" He can restore what the enemy has stolen and taken away! He brings a true meaning! And has changed me today! I'm very thankful! For all that he's provided! I'm going to live for him! This has already been decided! Thank you Jesus! My lord and my best friend! You've done so much for me! Over and over again! I praise your name! And want you to know… I'll tell others of your goodness… Wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton
A noble story one that ought to be our good host laughed and swore the games begun. Come match the knights tale if you can sir monk. To bellow arms and blood and bones he swore. A noble one I'll pay off the knights tale lets do this right. You tell yours by and by either I'll speak or go on my own way. Everyone listen but first i will propound that i am drunk i know it by my sound. For I'll tell a golden legend and a lie. Forget your ignorant drunken bawdiness it is a sin and great foolishness. Tell us of other things you'll find to lack i see you are angry with my tale but why. cuz you are a fool your head is overpowered by the wine. If you are not enjoying yourselves then cut off my head but as i drink my wine and ale. Whoever won't accept what i decide will pay for everything we spend along the ride. So hold up your hand if you accept my speech reflect a little and don't hold me to blame if you choose wrong don't lay it on my head. And both of them had bawdy tales to tell theirs no sense making earnest out of game.
Over the years, I think about how this country has changed. It's like "right vs. wrong" has been "rearranged." We're told that a separation from man and God exists. Yet the handiwork of God is in our very midst! Rather than seeking to obey God's word and rules. Our courts have turned this country into "fools." The whole idea of marriage is often very confusing. Many don't think about the wrong path they're choosing! Government often passes laws that provide a "moral instability." We've often lost our respect for a Godly type of morality. As people's lives get filled with lusts of various kinds. Many are wandering around with very confused minds! "One nation under God" is too often under attack. As this country is quickly "getting off track!" If "change" is what you want, or what you're looking for. Think about the purpose of life you're meant for! The direction you need to travel, is to the Lord in prayer. Wherever you are... He will meet you there! Christ alone removes any "God or state" separation. By his shed blood and his gift of salvation! There's no Supreme Court near heaven's gates! There's a God who loves who, and anxiously waits! He longs for you to receive his life eternal. So he can put your name in heaven's journal! Won't you allow his love to cleanse you within? And experience the atonement for every sin! May the Lord bring to us all a healing and restoration! He is the only true hope for our great nation! By Jim Pemberton
Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You… I have many times read in the Bible, "the golden rule." "Do unto others as you'd have them do unto you!" I often wonder if many people really take this to heart. This is where Christ' love in action really starts! Just think if we treat others the way we want to be treated. Many relations would certainly be healed and completed!! If we were to speak kindness the way we want to receive it. Others would see Christ' love in us… And would believe it! If we were serious about seeking a Godly way of living. We'd see much more of Christ' love and forgiving! The challenge is to simply do what our Lord is wishin Applying "the golden rule" must be our mission! Thanks be to God for the way he treats us all the same! May we humbly serve others in Christ' name! Giving to others the way we want to receive must be our goal… If we're going to receive the richness of Christ in our soul! By Jim Pemberton
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-------- Do You find your-self With-out a ladder And just don't know What to do? ------ Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" Fore only good thing's come Back to You! ------ Plant your-self a Seed And then You shall Have a Tree... ------ Just give it a little time And soon you will have three... ------ Then You shall be able To climb... For the very first time... Poet Author Gary Fields
The crowd pushes as your soul pulls, You along your path to obscurity, Where the light is engulfed, By the clouds of eternity... Timidly you lag behind, Lost in the eddies of time, And slowly you trudge, To the same old grind... But for the one who sees, Dreams in splendored color, The seeker holds the keys, As one searches for the other... Sparks of desire flood your mind, While the cold dark streets glow, From burnt embers lost in time, And mounds of dashed hopes below... You thrash and flail in utter desperation, And you need that which can not be known, Unless one is seasoned by your imagination, When the dream is passed and the hope is grown... Then it comes to you in a flash, Love must be shared to exist, So to others your hope is passed, And your light escapes the mist... The seeker surveys the vast multitude, To find the source of the light, Where the gift of hope was shared and grew, Piercing the thin veil of night... And to these dreamers is dared, A glimpse of wisdom anew, For you who love and share, A saga awaits you... Prepare to finally see, The source for finding purpose, In all that you do and can be, Lies in what you can do for us... For selfish deeds trap us, And kindness offers you much more, Once you apply this to practice, Blinding light will pour forth... And as the secret is shared, Love rekindles the awakenings, Among all those lost and scared, Wonder and awe the new day brings... Remember the grandness of this tale, The next time you find yourself lost, For what you offer is the holy grail, So much hope... for so little cost! My Gull Wheels On!
Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul
Intimacy – To Put It Delicately, Is Closer Than Flesh Can Form And Stronger Than The Desire … It Bravely Springs Forth From Intimacy – Shuts Door On Separated and Shy Intimacy Knows Who You Are … And Doesn't Need To Ask Why Intimacy – Is More than A Touch, Sight, Smell, Taste Or Words Heard Intimacy – Vanquishes Alone Unknown and Scared Intimacy – Is A Certainty And So Beautiful To Have and Hold Intimacy – Is Secrecy Shared Between Love and In-Love Souls … Intimacy …
Children with an illness, Go through life, They are looked down apon, Because they are different, When really they are not, They are no different from you and me, They have the same blood, Running through their bodies, Just as their hearts as well, So, don't just look apon, Their outer appearance, And judge them, For who they really are, For a lot of them, Are smarter and brighter, Than you and I, Could possibly be, On our brightest day, For they have the gifts, From God up above, So, always take the time, To get to know their inner beauty, For who they really are, Cause they too need love, Just as everyone else does, If not even more.
My parents taught me the Christian ways. I was taught to obey what the Bible says. I was proud of my parents! I really was! And loved them so much… Just because! They meant everything to me! I was proud! Until one day... There appeared "a dark cloud." It was like a "darkness" hovered above. Leaving their marriage empty of needed love! Though they were together many years. There were many cracks that soon appeared. I say a once happy home soon destroyed. Being with one another…. They no longer enjoyed! How could this happen! I had wondered… To see a happy marriage "totally plundered As sin crept in... And allowed to prevail. Very soon this marriage simply failed. May this be a warning for me and you… That our commitment remains faithful and true! If your marriage is heading toward separation… Please seek God for a healing and restoration! If your planning to have a divorce.. Jesus' love can put it on the right course! He can replace the brokenness and hurt within.. And can put your lives back together AGAIN! By Jim Pemberton
I lay, dripping, soaked within a dark sweat, seeing and hearing your soft voice abet. I want to run, to leave this merciless realm, but you pull me closer, without a choice at helm. Get out of my dreams. I miss you, but I hate you, every last memory. You taunt my every being, you're all that I see. I see you in the crowds, or when I'm all alone. You're here and there, on your heartless throne. Why couldn't you stay? Get out of my life. I hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile. Once so beautiful, now helping others with guile. You're now decayed, withering into shallow dust. I loved you so much, and never again will I trust. Get out of my head. Tears I weep, when others aren't around to see – I remember the days, the months and years I bleed. I try to forget, and to hate you and your choices. But all I can hear are these damn forgiving voices. Maybe I am what you proclaim me to be. Was I really that monster, that demon you see? I hate what I love and love what I hate. I try to erase our past, and to claim it our fate. But I can't let go, you're all that I hear and see. I wished you could have loved, that loathsome "me". Get out of my heart.
Standing strong, running wild, [beat] flying free, I wish I could afford that kind of dream, but What's a man with misery as his currency? And I know I've said a great many things, Pockets full of promises I've yet to keep. IOUs too high to pay, don't got that kind of money And spare change, anger, hate, always rattling in some tin can, my piggy bank, savin' for a treat So I'll go down to the market where they're selling fleas And I'll buy you for my misery, yeah I'll buy you with my misery, yeah Trade you for my misery. And you can be my lie of lies, Filthy sanctuary, a rundown lullaby Delusional, I know I am, But what's a man with misery as his only currency??
(A collaboration I wrote with a fellow writer/poet who has not shared his work previously but gave me permission to share now. We will call him "Allen Poe") Who is she I wonder where she's from On the outside looking in She looks really young I wonder Where she goes for fun And If she knows her smile Can outshine the sun I wonder When was the last time She made a new friend Strictly platonic Someone to confide in I wonder-If she knows Everything will be alright I wonder What kind of plans she has for her life I wonder How will she achieve I wonder If she believes I wonder What she values I wonder If she's true blue I wonder When she's feeling weak Do she have someone to talk 2 I WONDER...... Tag name ~ "Allen Poe" She is a reason to wonder peeking in her life would make one ponder She is aged beyond her 32 years still full of wonder nightmares and fears She is on the surface polished and well put together a wonder she hasn't tarnished with all she's weathered She is a beacon of light for her children their life She is sometimes guarded and blue many wondered why for so long she trusted none had no one to turn to She is broken yet very strong never to allow circumstances or wrongs to break her drive a wonderful wonder she's alive She is open-minded and free confused about life her destiny consumed with pain yet envisions victory She is welcoming and optimistic sweet and true she believes honesty is most critical in all you do She is a friend to all though all know not what a friend should be or do She is a wonder a reason to wonder a wonder to see I wonder if you're wondering If "She" is me... Lay
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ There is a place called Heaven, that I hope for everyday. I ask God to help me be a better person by following Christ's way. Somedays it doesn't come easy to find compassion in my heart. Or show forgiveness needed to a friend who has torn it apart. Jesus never said it would be easy to pick up my cross each day. Or remember to be thankful, and get on my knees to pray. He said to trust in His mercy, and to give it to others in need. Because of His Love and Sacrifice, of His words I take heed. For Christ is The Bread from Heaven, and we are who He comes to feed. Take part in His kindness and mercy, from all sins we are freed. The gates of heaven are open, the veil has been torn. No need to sit in sorrow, no need to weep and mourn. Christ has risen, Yes, it's true! Through Him, all things have been made new! There is a place called Heaven that I hope for everyday. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ 5/1/11 ~ Divine Mercy Sunday
Listen to what i'm saying, and not just what you hear Don't jump to conclusions, and freeze me in a stare. You think you know what's going on, but truth is you don't So you can't tell me what i'm doing wrong, because who REALLY knows? For all that matters, I could be seriously hurt But if i said anything, you wouldn't understand at first. You tell me what I'm thinking, and why I act the way I do, Since when do you read minds? Thinking your eyes see through? Well this isn't about what you see, or even what you hear This is about listening to what I'm saying, but you couldn't care. I'm telling you this now, just to be treated fair Listen to what I'm saying, and not just what you hear.
The Color of a Man's Character We all bleed And cleave to Those we leave We all smile when we are greeted And cry when we are mistreated Why do we choose to abuse others For the color of their skin? Why do we think that only Our own color should win? We're all the same underneath We all deserve peace When we lay down to sleep Love one another while you can Show your son how to be gracious The color of a man's character Is how he treats his fellow Man.
uncomfortableness, and hesitation arose that you might reassess a possibility for friendship or.... whatever with me. A disappointment set in place in the event that based on some facet of my being (inexplicable flaws within this corporeal human male), forecast that an about face (booked on charges inherent in this googly eyed, earth-linked, kool hotmail of a yahoo) would be un liked! Juno what i mean? In retrospect, no matter that this average boyish chap desires enjoyment, he admits that ordinary punctuating various stages of development difficulty coping found him msn (miss sin, missin, missing, et cetera) on ordinary interpersonal experiences! No matter yours truly usually finds me each morning, noon or night conjuring up maximizing temporary residence on this planet earth versus bemoaning those futile and essentially counterproductive mind games sans could a, might a, should a, would a... today = the moment to cherish, enjoy, help others, ponder the remaining years since fruitless to expend tears for suppressed emotional, financial, grammatical, hormonal, physical, and spiritual angst that roiled mine inner sanctum - mainly from decades in the past which unseen scars with humor this fellow (who by the way likes you) wears! Notice the sly inclusion of my comment per -- affinity, desirability, rhapsody for you although just but a mere inkling prevails about an ye taelje john thru a rather contrived manner - albeit an online adult oriented website - amongst a slew which yields to this bipedal hominid a scant few initial responses - as if a ghost app paired in the recipient email - going boo which unwittingly seems to turn the ivy blue! So...no matter a constancy of follow-up electronic communiques occurs from ye bringing tears of joy, that nobody can see while simultaneously delivering digital glee a reality check restrains proclivity and predilection to let thoughts run wild and free! Immense and immeasurable mounts in moi little rock inducing an electric arc for myself to kin neck embedded in all this schlock for a sixth sense arises that this holme body strongly suspects yar self to generate sunny watts as an s spy she lee Sherlock but, reticence to gush with ebullience reins in a cascade of utter delight washing o'er this less than satisfactory mwm who as a boy and youth happened to b a frayed of his own shadow - while walking along the boulevard of broken dreams listening to the sounds of silence on a green-day. Thus => the following from one Cerebral being ™ in the am and pm This ordinary human Finds himself a mystery Within the terrestrial Firmament and frequently Feels in a feverish pitch At his existence That seers the temple Mounted upon this slender Frame - wrought by the Combination of genetics In tandem with exercise Which latter helps to Sublimate the coiled Tension wound tightly Like an indestructible spring Without a healthy medium at large To channel emotions fraught within Me might find demise That would rent asunder literate fellow And thus annihilate without a trace One true valued father of two us special Lovely lasses as just another statistic among The obituaries! As the world turns (indiscriminately oblivious of the harrowing days per one simian), an agreeable, amiable, edible, immeasurable, likeable, pleasurable, sensible woman (such as yourself - predicated on a gut level intuition) goads more seriousness to share Plaintive unheard heart strings o mine that wail Displeased with this marriage fraught with travail As if in a maelstrom whip-lashed vessel without a sail Yet - averse to lambaste or rail Against abby (whereby we pass like two ships in the night) who married this male When each of us happened to seem more similar And thought each ourselves to fail At any endeavor, though now confidence Buoys my heart while she doth ail And exemplifies attitudes, beliefs, efforts, Idiosyncrasies, pathos that life does rot Ill suited to Matthew Scott, Whose bon vivant manifesting faith in him Perhaps from herself deferring many domestic And child rearing tasks not Of course being boasting - even when scissoring the umbilical cord As a now beaming papa, whose daughters Blithely ignore "mother" a lot Thus necessitating this quest For a counterpart to offer succor To eden (age 16) and shana (14 on february 4th, 2013) Yet accepts that i must dispel any dreamy fantasy even this ours - a mere jot At this juncture knowing full well how unwise to set myself up for disappointment By thinking and rushing like a fool, Where angels fear to tread Though "chutzpah" i got! U r slowly filling my mindscape with joy Thank you so much - for accepting without complaint how atypically words this writer wannabe Named Matthew Scott Harris dozen ploy.
No curse words allowed are you confused, lost, ignorant you are no artist, you have shunned art and its true purpose what is art? but an expression the low and vile are the most potent Did you forget, Emerson The Poet He would call you "selfish and sensual" "an umpire of taste" "proof of the shallowness of the doctrine of beauty" in a world of suffering, of loss Art isnt happy, and flowers in the park you, in your confusion, hide in the dark hide any truths of pain and suffering and by doing so you have lost your soul You are only half a person art is an expression of life and its hidden what is in a word? something to hide from? something to fear? to censor? to fight? are you that ashamed of language? honesty? expressions of shame? You are no poet, no artist you are no immortal, of course you are so cowardly and weak you will hide from me, censor me, avoid the truth, lie to the world if you cant stomach a curse word then you cant handle me any immortal would crush you and leave you wounded truly contemplating your life breaking you open, forcing you alive then, maybe then, you will have an emotion, worthy of expression into art. but dont get mad at me, angry or hurt You may just use a curse word
As unshaped as water, as filthy as streets, as hard as rocks:- The separation we create I remember our memories, I turn in pride I remember the days…, how we used to pass them by I remember the times…, when you wouldn't talk And I would drive the words out of you I remember the plays, I remember that place The place of where we acted, the place that played with life I remember the jokes, I remember the silliness I remember all pride I remember the closeness, I remember the smiles But I remember the jerkiness, I remember and ask why I look at the pride I forget the memories, they're all in line I remember the thoughts, the separation of some filthy joke Told by an unoriginal friend, as silly as snake, as separating as earth I miss the memories, I miss them deep None of this would happen if we just swallowed our pride
To all my friends and family Gathered 'round this earth; Words cannot contain these thoughts Of all your love and worth. From sky to ground and all around From birth to dust and ash; I wish we had more time together As in our felicitous, by-gone past. Such as the days we laughed and played And danced in the wild, wild breeze; Flying kites and taking hikes From high hills to the sea. When grass was green as any dream And the trees we climbed were tall; Touching sky-blue I can still see you And hear the whippoorwill's call. While those of you who hardly knew The man that I became; The fault's all mine throughout the time I played such foolish games. From sunup to sundown again Through countless nights and days; Despite the endless miles between us There's little left to say. To bring back time lost long ago Like water in a mountain stream; I wish that I could turn it 'round And bring you back to me. But time's now gone as if a song Sung once by birds that flew; Pointing us back home again To that place we all once knew. And I pray we find again some when In this world or just beyond; Until then, God keep you safe and warm Cradled, in His loving arms. One never knows how far we'll go Today, tomorrow, next year; As memories of those we love and miss Become immeasurably more dear.
When Fancy`s Fairy barefooted runs in the happy green, The blond bees dance near honey comb in New Jersey… One Ocean distance to lie in daily gray and self mercy: This butterfly lost the way of Brasil Carnival just seen In virtual 3D in the last movie of the "generation mall" At the European new poles beyond the old courtain. The goldfish .jpg ,pdf , new prezi in chatrooms mentain Virtual people looking for exotic food, forgot the call. Beyond pictures.jpg, new projects.prezi kept in leptop, Postmodern hermeneutics of love lost the compass And compassion in this aquarium whose ocean may pass All in those proclaimed Mayas last days ,they will stop. Staying on the large yellow water lily, a frog like me Is fascinated by the ocean of your eyes and their swords. I Goggle out at the little crumbs of bread and words As thrown by the good visitors of the small lake free. "Your bread is dry and dull: You are not good for Soup!" I wanted to share the dinner with my noble neighbor: A reddish tortoise stopped near my poetical harbor. I know. I know I don`t live in Galapagos with your group. Defiant white and red beets wait on the table` bands; Horse radishes with invisible pricking javelin, vinegar, Turkey, salad decorated with sweet basil, potatoes eager. Family, Trinity, prayers, smiles, candles shaking hands.
The milky morning's Saturn haze Haloed the sun's neonate phase Seize the warmth, Hail to The Light! No waspish thoughts to sting nor bite this soft and cheerful face. Shades to shadows stir and shift saddened loss is set adrift Kissed by the morn, cajoled, embraced To block the sun is vacuumed waste over sad umbrella-ed minds. Must feel the breeze, cherish the day Won't do to crawl an endless maze Confined or caged by bars of love clips wings from angels and doves Freed, they find their way back Home to God. Make no routine of daily blight Self inflicted sores or tearing bites We must assist the ones who've gone and love by prayer is never wrong A sacred sharing with The Lord.
If ever a frailty should be rued, then my emotional resistance of those who hold my affection dearest to them, is the sin that equates my soul with the essence of a Hitler, and condemns my name to the highest degree of infamy, While my heart longs to be understood, my fear of abandonment dictates my legs to gain distance as each loving gesture is offered in repetition, Persistently they reach, only to be disregarded, and embody me within my shame, Friends and family alike, endure the coldness of my introverted haven, staring into my eyes in hopes of disconfirming the projected emptiness that flows from actions, words, or lack of both, As they hurt from me, I scream for them in silence, A deafening continuous stream of soundlessness, that elevates my withheld pain from ache to harrowing, Yet they can only assume the contents of this confession, For my words go directly from mind to paper, and never see the eyes of those who need to know this tenderness, To express such powerful statements and risk the familiar sting of neglect or abandonment once more, is a fear that surpasses every shameful tear, haunting my thoughts as a reminder that lives on insomnia, thus I remain devoted to a faithful vow of solidarity that keeps me sane and sheltered, Moving at a constant pace, racing against my own fright, holding every term or phrase of endearment within, and running from a past that will not be relived by my decree, Alas, with mortal lungs, mechanical legs, and a heart that lies somewhere between the two, I run, for and from, the feeling I desire most....
The Homeless Poet The Homeless Poet scritch scratch erase ex ex ex delete a megabyte of flowering words of expertise great intolerable words of dissarray dissing me in moments of clarity searching for an more simple plan Oh ewe eye have it now once again a poem within a poem Title: see tom Author: CHARLAX SEE tom run see tom run See the bus run see tom See tom run for the bus See the bus run from tom Tom is late for work anon A moment of clarity on my way to the lieberry kudos to charlax and to Thomas eye am just a homeless poet riding on the bus
What is right and what is wrong So much gray and so many songs Just because I can does it mean that I should? If I appear pleasant then should I be rude? There are many such questions to ponder in life So many in fact that it causes us strife. I wonder sometimes if what I know is right Is somehow considered wrong in another's sight. My upbringing taught me to be gentle and kind To help others when I see they are in a bind. To be fair and just in all my various dealings And to always be considerate of others' feelings To always do a day's work for a day's pay. When the sun is shining you got to make hay. But some other folks don't see it the same The rules are some different in life's game They are taught to lie and encouraged to steal That dying is holy and it's alright to kill. Some worship cattle and won't eat beef Pierce their faces and wear sandals on their feet I ain't saying that they are wrong or right And I ain't saying that we should go and fight What I am saying is it ain't right for me And I wish these folks would let me be I think "do unto others" is a mighty good rule And I stay away from folks that I think are a fool Respect is earned by respecting others And I just wish we could all be brothers.
* Thank you For simply being you I appreciate each and everything you do A simple thank you just would not do… ** Thank you for Bringing happiness to my day Always knowing what to say And helping me find my way… *** Thank you for That attentive ear when you can't be near Constantly showing you care And always being there… **** Thank you for Never allowing me to fall apart Showing me the goodness in your heart And being compassionate from the start… ***** Thank you for Understanding I'm sometimes a wreck Accepting that I'm not perfect Always treating me with respect… ****** Thank you for Caring enough to want to know Knowing when to push and when to let it go Giving me the comfort to let things flow… ******* Thank you for Listening to my screams Encouraging my dreams Building my self-esteem… ******** Thank you for Your understanding and sensitivity Inspiring my creativity Releasing my voice from captivity… ********* Thank you for Listening, never judging or asking why Promising to never lie Knowing I'm not such "a tough guy" Making me so happy I wanted to cry Giving me the most thoughtful and precious thing anyone could ever buy One I will cherish till the day I die… ********** Lay
water melon in my garden like the sun and moon just two… "...launcher ready…" steady my hand tending the weeds near a row of beans a far away land "...it's not a good time…" so I wondered and thought of when wars are just plays staged in the hands of writers like me… I'd arm the nations with radish leaves squash for bullets that unload seeds Peanuts money on my jelly spread I'd share the health giving lettuce, head… "... is it a good time now?..." who wants a cow chickens grown in crowded pens suffering blows in.human.e hands glitters the water between the corn I'd sale on ships into rosebud shores and i'd grow my fish in between the stores "...I'm god in my garden…" and I divide the rows soing what suits me in tomato groves and near my basil I'll build a school teaching the mint just how to be cool and over hear the potatoes anchor on stalks of beer "...wellcome…" to chi… banana central read booms of cheer ...but they say I'm mental. lentils are sooo good in soup! my capitals I declare are true! I only cook When I brew my stew… and no one regrets in the garden of Sue. "...yes piglet…" I was Just Making sure of you.
~ She fondly engraves her signature,' My Dear Heart' With poetry that paints pictures, a style setting her apart ~ Those hands gliding with decorative touches and lyricism So vintage like her soul ~ a woman of depth and mysticism ~ ~ Yet ~ she is more than a top rhapsodist; she is a staunch friend Inspiring me to dip the quill down to the gut; to soar, to bend ~For word scenes that are uniquely dramatic, funny or divine ~ And every chance we get online, she shares her love of all time "This is how my day went," ~we laugh and frown about simple things Making cyber world so warm, a space of trust that sweetly sings ~ Though I may be a 'young' souper, it seems we understand each other Accepting our moods ~ and rising above petty site issues, rather; * ~ *Constance plods on while her melody swoons on renowned pages Hosting contests quite strict with rules; but that's how she really is ~ And now ~ I search for her in the forest of my withering dear heart ~ Wishing she would spring back; oh, don't you think she must? * * ~ * ~ For Cyndi Mac Millan: Missing Souper, We Love You! By nette onclaud
The Fault Was Your Own With these words,I wonder if I shall break your spirit. With these stones and stick,I plan to break you. With this bloody revenge,I will have you wholesomely. As you slap away m hand let's say our fear is only great toward me yet your cowardice actions are full of jokes You nothing more then an eye sore,To prideful to even realize that'll you'll fall break before the day is done. Tick tock,Tick tock. Your clocks running thin,for if I a prideful beast breaks I'll be sure to bring you with me. Ha,such a dirty creature do you think you can hold me using such unpleasant scene from a forgotten past? Of course not these be not your past but you near future,Repeating everything over and over until it to much to handle. Turn around and drink your poison. Even though your no more child you seem to carry a burden not you own,I will have no regrets ending you pitiful life. How about I become you poison and let me end you futile life. I will decided how I die and not let some stranger decided who I am.For that purpose I wield this sword. What a foolish person,to wield a sword for the person you love is what it is and not for the sake of some unseen future.How can you possible care of a future when you stick yourself in a shell and refuse to leave a past that has forgotten you already. When will you stop with your nonsense.I have no past therefore my future is chained up,perfectly awaiting me.Let me repeat your punishment so you know. As this we recite the lines as one. With these words,we will break out spirits. With steels and spears,we shall break our body's. With these bloody revenge,we have betrayed each other for the last time.
I'll shine brighter than ever when I find my way past my woes the farther I wander the more I shall know that I'm a friend with consequences and only one could let that go He somehow convinced me that I needed correction now I know where I'm going for I followed his directions no more full of blaming I point it right at my nose and realize all my problems are by no one else controlled Will I ever shine with a destiny, kind I still have little meaning but he is there with me, sometimes when our doors have been locked up for so many years it feels good to have someone come in my circle, share my fear Everyone so full of hatred afraid of letting us by even when we're most broken still a spark in our eye you think that would tell them that we just want to live life to the fullest potential that our dreams aren't denied We talk of good and evil agreed on right and wrong tell tales of when we struggled and what we did to be strong as the world the he's seen is darker than mine I am less respected as a person but I accept that, it's fine for he talks to me like I'm worthy and proud to be my friend that's why I could never replace all the treasured words of wisdom he gave me like a story of survival, rise and fall though I am a friend with great consequences I could never begin to replace him, at all my personal Jesus, I see the great Messiah in him I hope one day to inherit his good heart to pass it on to some kid one day, struggling.
Transition and Transcend Whatever New-Life There Is … Begin Whether From Death or Divorce Sickness or Sorrow Change, Yet Stay-On-Course Today, Rises To Tomorrow So – Transition and Transcend … Transition and Transcend A Slow-Start, Is Not The End You May Lose Some Family A Friend, or Fortune A Job, or A Journey Or A Just Right-Opportune Just – Transition and Transcend … Transition and Transcend Move … Just Like The Wind Either, Climb Up or Go Around Earthquake-Aches or Shaky Ground Tears, That Flood and Threaten To Drown Forest-Fire-Rages … Burns Up … Then Down … So – Transition and Transcend … Transition and Transcend Life is Hard, I Won't Pretend But God's Helping Hand Will Lend The Push and Pull-Up, To Begin The Power and The Will, To Win Again … Again … Again … and Again … And At Each Place … Pray – Amen ! … and Transition and Transcend
Ah the schism, the gap... the once electrically charged space that now, seems to hold only hollowness like a wicker effigy… before the offerings have been placed before the lamb as been brought to slaughter. The line between sanity and insanity blurrs water on glass. Laughter has never been a recourse not for me…taunting a perpetual bridegroom no release from sleepless nights but tears. What soothes my "weary wrinkled soul" naught but tears. Hold back the anger the misused fuel of fools. Waylay the rampant strands of kinder thoughts feed the seedling of understanding pity the blighted hearts. There can be no groom for the withered crone for time has come and wisdom was the choice life the sparkling firmament has reclaimed for your words ... your thoughts have oft called to me at night.
Surviving adversity, it is really against the odds that you'll still stay normal with your full deck of cards Like many a cause that you know have a price where principle is concerned, you're ready to sacrifice There is right and there is wrong, you don't need to belong your principles are just, they have made you headstrong No rhyme and no reason can sway you from this cause because you've pondered its justice and have found no flaws Shouts of anger and negativity galore you are now tasting just what is in store What words could you offer to those limited in thought Then all is finished, would it be your wisdom they sought? Words of the heart enter the heart, when all else fails it's not a bad place to be, when addressing another's ails To overcome adversity there is not always one solution but it can never be found in starting a revolution In final sum, it seems like the rule of thumb better to negotiate that peace and then some For the alternatives are all to clear why perpetuate hatred and fear so put aside your differences and find a world wishing to care
**********Note:****** Every-time that I have a problem...ADHD get's in my way...so, don't say that it is just the children..... ------ When some-one make's Me angry.... I get ' ADHD ' So, don't blame me ------ I shout out Loud And then, I slam the Door I walk around "in"Circles' Then fall out on the Floor And choose to ignore The People that I, Just want ignore.... ------ Every-time, That I have a problem... That good old " ADHD " Just kicks' in ---- They used to call It an emotional out-burst So, which is worst ----- I went to the Doctor Then, I went to see A Nurse.... But, in lacK and in search Of an answer.... I hope sincerely, That the Lord get's There first..... GF
Where Will I Be Tomorrow? Where will I be tomorrow? That's my question! I continue traveling on… Seeking my life's "mission." There are many roads, and journeys to go on. I'm trying to find out, where I really belong. There are many choices of what to do and see… There's both good and bad waiting for me! But, there is a God who called out my name. When I heard his voice... To him, I came! He gave me a promise! A 100% guarantee! He promised to forgive my sins, that I may be free! I will spend today and tomorrow with him! I'm going to take time, and get to know him! I'm here today! I don't know what tomorrow will bring! But I can trust Jesus! To take care of everything! Where will I go? I know where I will be! Spending time with my Lord! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton
Jesus, I Pray for My Brothers! Years ago, I suggested to my brothers that we pray. They simply laughed at what I had to say! I thought it would be good to get together... That God's love would bind our hearts forever! Division took place and took the "upper hand." I don't think they'd listen or even understand! Over the many years that just went on by... They never once took the time to say; "hi!" Even though they never once seemed to care. I decided to take some time in deep prayer! It was like they would make fun of what I said. At times, maybe they wished I were "dead." At this time, there's a strong and powerful force That's blowing their lives are way off course! I pray that God's spirit will get a hold of them! And let them now how much he loves them! I pray that God's love will be the glue that binds them! May God's mercy and joy be what finds them! I pray that evil will not find it's way in their home! And they would allow Jesus to rule on their "throne." Even though they tried to cast me off, as a "fool." It's God's words, in their lives, that must rule! Jesus can turn around even the worst situation! By the power of his glory and resurrection! Please, dear lord, bind them forever as won! Bless their home! Their daughters and sons! By Jim Pemberton
I'm Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be! I remember reading the Bible to my son. But what a mess, my life has become! My children told me, they were proud of their dad! Now they say they're embarrassed and sad. I once lived a Godly life! I really did! Just look at me now! And how I live! Things in life I once called wrong and sin. Are now causing me to stumble again. God's word I had loved! Jesus was my treasure! I "traded my soul" for what gives me "pleasure." I'm not the kind of father that I need to be! What kind of example will my family find in me? Will I grow stubborn to God as I age? Replacing his peace, for anger and rage? I need Jesus to bring peace to my troubled soul! I ask YOU Lord to make me clean and whole. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation. By your blood, make me a new creation. Words alone cannot truly express… This family God's given to me. I am so blessed! By Jim Pemberton
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I like to do some things. Some people I know don't like to do those things. They like to do other things... Things that they're good at and I suck at very different things than I'm good at... and when we get together... and just let eachother be good at what we're good at... magical things happen. peace
I have my Hubby's steadfast belief in me. He loves how my poems are light and airy. He'll give me an idea once in a while… Then he escapes to come back, later to read my new child. He calls these run-throughs a squirrel run. For they can take off in directions, yes, any one. Crazy thoughts become crazier still… And story time leads to god knows, where they will. My thinking is kind of like chasing around a tree. You never know where the end will be. But somewhere I eventually become truly still. And that is where my Hubby adds into the trill. Then the squirrel run begins again… Light and fluffy and full to the brim. Each day a new adventure... waits around the bend. Live it. Love it. Write it... You'll be happier in the end. Contest: Emotion: Squirrelly and fun CSEastman
It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range. so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul, here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning... into the light of a love letter written to dawn. soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time, way down deep on the inside, ...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live, flower to flower, blossom to bloom, watered and deeply cared for... O' Eden. I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay, I wish a sun-rise.
I keep my dreams and aspirations, stored away neatly in this box. Tied off with a pretty pink ribbon, secured tightly with key and lock. And every time I feel like a failure, I open it, so I can again feel alive. Arms of dreams tightly surround me, giving me strength I need to survive. I've hidden this box in a secret place, where I'm the only who can see. A beautiful box of hopes and dreams, finely sewn with love at the seams. This box is opened quite frequently, especially when we're apart – this rhetorical box of memories, in perfect synch with each beat of my heart
We lay here, alone with our thoughts, together, forever, side by side throughout our life, that is what we dream…
i don't want to be just marking time. i died on november 20, 2008, during surgery. i was on a vent when i awakened december 2, 2008....my sisters' birthday. what made me llive i'll never know. i know there are things to do on this side of death. i have no time for marking time. i have a stupid bag hanging from my side now. i am supposed to "get comfortable with it". well that was a laugh. that was a laugh until i thought of the people that had these things with no hope of ever getting away from them. i am so lucky. 14 days i laid on a vent, then 22 more. i came home 3 days, then i had great pain in my chest... . well this is great i said, a pulmonary emboli, 15 more days, three days home. then back to e.r. blood pressure too high. this bought me 4 more days in e.r. i am home now and finally have spent 19 days home. i feel every pain and i feel every time that i feel good yes, i am never marking time again.....there is something about fighting for your life and your sanity that straightens things out. i don't recommend it but i wish i could let your hearts know what i know. janetta
Linda Marie … You Are Good For The Soup Your Words, How Wisely They Troup Across The Written Page, We Read Knowing Each Word, is Heartfelt, Indeed So Original The Thoughts, from Your Head They're Tasty, like Jam On Light Buttered-Bread So Sincere, We Cannot Help, But Hear I Am Glad, That You Alighted, Right Here You've Got A Breath Of Mountain-Mist About You And Your Unique, Technique, Talks So True All In All, Linda Marie, You Have A Loving Soul And It Shows, In Your Discerning Words of Gold Your Poems, Share Sweetness and Grace Your Voice, Has Definitely Found A Place At The Table Here, Keep Serving Soup A Warm Dish and Wishes, Added To The Group For: Linda Marie, Tho' You're Still Sorta New Kiddo Welcome To The Block-Busters (Mental-Blocks, That Is) - smile … (I Really Do Enjoy Your Writes) Your Poet-Sis, MoonBee
"The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom." This is an important part of God's kingdom! Seeking Godly wisdom is what we must do… If we're going to live how God wants us to! God's wisdom is filled with love and purity! Man's "wisdom" is but "meaningless vanity!" Fearing the Lord and seeking his ways… Will strengthen us and brighten our days! God is wise and gives the best choices… We must listen to HIM. Not other voices! His wisdom brings hope when all seems lost! We must lay our worries at the foot of the cross! Obeying his instructions is very smart and wise! It helps us not to do what seems good to our eyes! God's wisdom brings comfort and much gladness! It will guard your life with his true happiness! Won't you seek his wisdom in all you endeavor? His blessings will follow you today and forever! By Jim Pemberton
In my life I often feel I am alone; alone in my thoughts, alone in my musings, alone in my day-to-day movements and unsatisfying activities. I move like a ghost through hallways and down sidewalks, unnoticed and, at times, gratefully so. I do not wish to be eternally alone. I long for togetherness. But despite this desire for a real connection, I find myself regularly retreating from that temperamental beast that is human interaction. "Come on now, sweetheart. Don't lower your head. Don't look away. Look up! Smile at someone! No! Don't go back into your bedroom. Don't lock the door! Why are you doing this?" my brain will plea. I can't help myself. Aloneness is comfortable. In being alone, I don't have to worry about anyone but myself. I don't have to please anyone else. I can think anything I want, wear anything I want, listen to anything I want, and laugh at anything I want. And still there remains that nagging desire to be loved and wanted and needed by somebody. I do not know the feeling of being truly desired. I do not know what it is like for someone to crave my company, my smile, my kiss, or my touch. But I would like to… I cannot make someone love me or like me or want me in some primal way. It may hurt, but I cannot make that handsome boy want to hold my hand or brush my hair back behind my ear. I can only struggle on. I can only work within myself. I can only try every God damn day to hold my head up, keep my eyes fixed ahead, a give the world the best smile I have. I and I alone can bring myself out of the safety of my bedroom and into the bright world that lies beyond that locked door. I often find myself alone with nothing more than my thoughts and the ever-strong glow of a computer screen. But no longer will aloneness be the constant in my life. It is true that never having known the caress of a man's hand on my thigh doesn't make me any less of a woman, but I fear that if I stay confined within myself much longer I will begin to become less of a human. A flower cannot grow if it retracts its leaves and petals every time it feels the warmth of the sun or the kiss of a gentle spring rain. And I want to grow. I want to grow so tall and blossom so big and beautifully that every place on earth is touched by my shadow at some point in the day. And I will grow. I will push myself and share myself with the world, and finally finally finally know the closeness and comfort of love and honest, unabashed companionship.
Desire that goes beyond the physical realm being a connection knowing not gender Encompassing mind body and spirit a connection beyond words seldom lights A fire in souls whose hearts have unified a coexistence with the universe
A SINCERE WISH FOR A GOOD MAN Easy to love Easy to bed This is the trap driving nice men to wed Easy to cry Easy to sob Then he'll be mangled Like corn on a cob Easy to spend Easy to lose This is the life That most fellows choose Just call a lawyer He'll fix it for you Get rid of the woman Who snazzles the screw Pack up the kids-- Send them to mom-- Hope their new school Has no majors in bombs Find a new wife Any looker will do A paper doll woman Is easy for you Work and grow old It's usual to do Find someone to hold Never fret about 'true' But If you're a man With an itch to break molds There lurks a companion To have and to hold Don't look in a bar Or pick-up soiree Stay off of the sites featuring boobs of the day haunt musty books near old movie shows Find someone laughing Or blowing her nose a genuine character packs humor and wit When brains are a match other parts learn to fit
Through Life's Trials And Hardships… I've been through trials and difficult situations. Many times it happens with no explanation! Whatever I've had or have taken with me. I've been there when everyone has left me! The uncertainties I've had and struggles I face. Have brought me to my knees in a "quiet" place. The journeys I've traveled and the storms ahead. Have brought worry and stress in the words I said. Whatever trials I've faced... To Jesus I cried! A comfort and strength . He did provide! I know a truth that's important and most certain. Jesus can take away any hardship or burden! If there were no trials... How could I trust him? Because of what he's done How much I love him! If I had no hardships or trials, I'd probably "forget him." Giving him my whole life? I don't think I'd let him! He's proven beyond any doubt how much he loves me! He reached down from heaven and touched me! He's my comfort and joy and enduring friend! He'll be there with me… Till the very end! This Jesus I know. I recommend him to you! He is God! Our provider! This is so true! Won't you give him a chance in your life today! He can bring hope and take the dark clouds away! By Jim Pemberton
If I could fly, where in the world would I possibly go? Up and away my wings would carry me, My destination not known! If I could fly, I'd capture all of the Sun's rays. Up and away! What a sight to see with such a grand milestone! If I could fly, I would always look below. Down and deep! My eyes focused only on you. My journey's still unknown. If I could fly, I'd stay on top with memories buried to keep. Down and deep! What an experience just to fly through! Such a waste without you! If I could fly, I would soar with my best perfection. Soaring with pride! My life achieved. My destination excluding restrictions! If I could fly, I'd forever remember this glide. Soaring with pride! What a thought to preconceive. Such bright reflections! If I could fly where in the world would I possibly go? Up and away I would go only with you. My destination remaining incognito! If I could fly, I'd want to stay up and away! What an incredible zone just to pass through! Such a magnificent plateau! If I could fly, I'd fly only for you! ®Registered: 1997 ANN RICH
Once the wrong passion captures the weakest hearts, the realistic ones see the changes affecting them.
Without Holiness… No Man Shall See God! I know of someone with a degree in divinity. He can tell you all about God and the trinity. He memorized much scripture from God's word. A message each Sunday from him, can be heard. While he has so much theology in his head. A message of holiness from his lips won't be said. He thinks preaching on holiness is "judgemental.." His position in church wouldn't be "instrumental." God has caled his followers to life of holiness! Without this, your life is filled with emptiness! Think about Job who was called a righteous man. He sought Godly living over his house and land! Are you seeking a life of holiness from within? So your life won't be burdened down with sin? Perhaps living 100% for God seems "old fashioned." We need to seek God's holiness as a daily passion! "Come out from the world and be separate!" God commands! This is a truth from his word many don't understand. All of the theology in this world can't save your soul. If the things of this world, you refuse to let go! A victorious life in Christ is what you can achieve! Simply surrender your life to him…. And BELIEVE! By Jim Pemberton
A visit with my oldest friends the ones who know me best A quiet evening recalling our life together Our twenties - A quest to define who we are Searching for our purpose and place Hoping to make a difference In our thirties Struggling to not lose who we are Accepting new roles of wife and mother Doubting we make a difference In our forties Beginning to recognize who we are Disillusioned with career and life Wondering if we will ever make a difference Now in our fifties Embracing the person we have become Understanding that we will continue to change Knowing we make a difference every day Pouring another glass of wine We become quiet reflecting on life with my closest friends me, myself and I
Where Wild Violets Grow Scribbling these verses, caressing your bare back, simple rhymes, flowing from my fingertips. Scribbling verses, sprinkling odes to fragrant promises, your smile lightens the burdens, off my heavy heart. Scribbling verses, soaked in countless kisses, the moonlight waltzing on your skin. Scribbling verses, feeling you, your love never ceases to flow, through the streams of my mind, to a place of our own, where wild violets grow
Here they go again. anything to win, indulging in shameless self-promotion. layin' it on thick, makin' sure it sticks, slappin' it on like lotion. "click my stuff, and I'll click yours too. wanna feel like the best even though it ain't true?" back n' forth complements are so self defeating. inflating other's heads for praise is a blatant way of cheating. "do unto others" but don't lie, to boost their ego. misleading them to raise their hopes should clearly be illegal. no need to read a word of their work while scratching their backs bare. skimmin' skippin' scannin'… all's fair in tactical warfare. poets thought to be adored while chewin' truth's gristle. before you swallow, broke a tooth that hurt like a damn lit missile. feeding on lines with hidden agendas is worse than bein' ignored. cuz' when you find copy n' pasted comments, your hopes are sadly floored. how about reading and endorsing work you actually enjoy, instead of feedin' folks a line of crap laced with praise and "atta-boys!"
I've found a satisfaction in Jesus, I could never find! His love has brought strength and healing to my mind! I've found a peace in knowing Jesus I never had before! He's taken away all of my burdens and so much more! I've found a friend in Jesus, I didn't think could exist! Wherever I am or go…. His presence is in my midst! I've found in Jesus, a wonderful grace and sweetness! His spirit has brought to my life total completeness! I've found a love in Jesus, that is truly worth sharing! He is so patient and merciful and always caring! I've found power in the words he's spoken to me! He's removed the chains of bondage. I am set free! I hope that you'll find this same Jesus that I know! He brings everlasting love, that'll minster to your soul! I give you Jesus! The precious son of God is he! He invites you to be with him for all eternity! I bless his name! And give him a heart of thanksgiving! In him, I've found a brand new way of living! By Jim Pemberton
A family had a wedding... The brother wasn't invited. The fact they didn't want him,.. Was already decided! When asked why his name had been "omitted." It was because of past wrongs he had committed. The words spoken, one could hardly believe it! Any kind of forgiveness? They didn't receive it! How many times are loved ones not invited to "family occasions." Often times, families listen to "outside persuasions." Someone does something, that may not be liked. Then they're often told to "go take a hike! No wonder why many families battle one another! They have failed to truly love each other! As we continue to see families drift apart. This often leads to a wounded and broken heart! Christ gave us his best! When we were at our lowest! A life of mercy and forgiveness… He wants to show us! If we can't treat one another as Christ commands… Then HIS way of family living…. We'll never understand! By Jim Pemberton
What God Has Done! As I look back on what God as done… There have been battles lost and won! I think about the many times I've been defeated. At times, I feel like my life isn't completed! There's been times I didn't feel like I belonged. And times when I feel like I've been wronged! In these times of uncertainty and hesitation… I encountered a visit! A heavenly visitation! I received a message from God above… A message of peace, hope, joy and love! The message was powerful and very clear. I needn't be afraid! God is always near! Jesus has done many wonderful things! There's so much to life, that he wants to bring! I've opened up my heart and invited him in! I have a new hope and security within! What God has done, has been incredible for me! An opportunity to be with him, for eternity! Thanks be to God for his awesome power displayed! Salvation through Christ, has already been made! Thanks be to Jesus! All glory and honor is due! I now know how much I really do need YOU! By Jim Pemberton 10/14/13
I Never Was Trying To Play Games, though it mite of felt that way. I'm not going to sit here and make an excuse out of what was drug abuse. There is no excuse for me . I couldn't let it be. Real is real Regardless of what you try an say away. If I told you, You where the most important. Could you plan to be here another day. Would you stand up and walk away from the love you know you can have and hold. All those old cliches, that standout so bold Lets grow old, or lets die together. Lets make this life forever. This real I feel is real relentless. But I am convinced with every fiber of my being . The love that once was so strong Still exist. In hidden Bliss.
They used to frighten me To be around old men With their backs all bent Their faces harsh to see Time's ugly scars etched in Freckled skin worn so thin. Their white and thinning hair And their extra large ears They look sort of queer With their bald heads a glare And canes they use to stand Held in old bony hands. So, I spoke to one one day And then while listening With eyes a glistening I was in utter dismay! To hear the things he'd done Of his battles lost and won! We became real good friends That wise old man and I And long did I cry When he met his end Now, I'm no longer scared Of old men everywhere! It's a proper thing anyhow That I no longer fear When old men draw near Because I live with one now But we never speak, you see Since that old man.... is me! Timothy I. Brumley
It's that time of year again, When families reunite; We sit together and reminisce, About everything in sight; We laugh and joke and carry on, Like no time has passed; Reliving those old memories, That get dredged up from our past; Playing games and hanging, With our family and friends; Hoping beyond hope, That this night will have no end; Cause Christmas time is like that, It brings us all in close, From the beginning of the evening, 'Til the time we say Adios!
Sometimes we need a kind ear bent. So all our troubles, we can vent. Our hearts get heavy in this life. It's kind of you to share the strife. I hope you bear this cross in mind. Your kind regards, I hope to find. For Judy Konos contest Put yourself in the readers shoes.
I think I shall take this very day and make you my solemn vow. And when I do I shall pass it onto you to follow the just of me. I vow to open your blinded eyes to show you all that I can see. I vow to open your deafened ears to hear why I am me and how. I think I shall take this night and raise up your brow. And when I do I shall pass it to you with an only key. I vow to open your locked doors down on a bent knee I vow to close the wounds from those I did not allow. I vow to gather my group up into my fruitful field. I vow to cover you and dress you to simply adorn. I vow to create a world in which we as one build. I vow to remove every single painful prickly thorn. I vow to you that I am your God given Grace. I vow to you that I am able to create or erase! © Copyright: Ann Rich 2008
I have felt the bliss, of a daughter's kiss, and realize what heaven must seem. For in all my life, thru happiness and strife, my daughter's laughter consumes my dreams. I have sailed afar, and traveled the stars, in search of a more beautiful feeling. I've flown by air, for this beautiful love affair, that sends my heart and soul a reeling. I've rode the train, in search of a domain, where love feels as brilliant as this. I've swam the ocean, with perfect motion, yet always amiss to finding this bliss. I've treaded the bush, in Australia I push, demanding they show me the path to glory, but I leave empty handed, though I've demanded, a beautiful ending to this tormenting story. I've lived my life, searching for who I am, and always do I come up short. I fret and I ponder, for a love that is fonder, than this love in my dreams I distort. Still I fail, to no avail, to find a reality as grand, than the laughter I hear, in this dream I command. I 've walked life's path, in search of a resolution, mindless to an ultimate desperate conclusion. For a dream is an illusion, a visionary infusion, a poignant resolution to all confusion – and a dream is just that….a dream.
The Blessings Of Christ, I Am Receiving! Since the day I accepted Christ and started believing… Blessings from him, I've been receiving! Since the time I knelt down, and invited him in! I have joy unspeakable! From deep within! Since that day that I gave Christ an invitation. I've been blessed with his mercy and salvation! Since the time Christ came and took my sins away… He's given me hope and peace each day! From the moment I allowed him to direct me… His love and Holy Spirit have greatly touched me! From this moment until the day I'll see him face to face… I'm going to keep receiving his wonderful grace! From this moment until the time for my departure… I'll meet him down here, or meet him in the rapture! From moment to moment, with each passing year. I'm going to love and keep his word ever so near! From this day on… Won't you do the same! And receive eternal life… In his name! By Jim Pemberton
Can you feel? Can you feel the tremor? That rocks your world That shakes the cage Like a beast trapped outside A beast raging against the bars It lifts, it throws, it rages Can you feel it? And in the aftermath, You can hear the cooing, cajoling Of puppeteers laying strings before your bars And they croon and cluck like fretting hens Petting your bars and calling for you to reach out and take these strings Tie them where they cannot reach Deep within, where no one else goes And let these good people in, They preen and you shake your head Seeing the gleam in their eyes Oh so like the ape's Cooing, cajoling... cawing And oh, how you can feel it... But I'm here so hold on I'll sit by your bars, I'll sit by the door right beneath that lock that turns from within And I won't rage, or set the siren's call upon you I'll sit by your bars, and keep you company My friend; But Cold bars let through a breeze friend... Your sharp breath is not secreted away And with every breath you take Your lungs are profaned And you cannot hide Behind bars You cannot hide From My voice, or my presence, or my eyes My eyes that see too clear And you cannot hide from what I see What you can feel Pressing in, from us all So just let us in My friend, Let us in, for we will not be kept out Life does not surrender, life does not hold back Life seeps through Every crack, And be sure, there are cracks everywhere Where there are breaths to be shared, there are bars to let them through, And you feel it don't you? That which you see deep in my eyes You feel it That feeling so clearly reflected When I look into your soul That fear alive in my eyes That rages within you, But don't fear a battle you have lost Do not fear the day you must face the world The world, friend, has never Turned its face from you And the rest of us: Well we are not so brave We are not iron bars moulded to flesh That fear you see is real And it is ours all But we cannot hide From what burns within And I will not die Hiding from life And I will not cower when I tremble inside I will not rest in a cage when I am tired And I, friend, I am so tired Of living between bars.
If I were to believe in you, would you believe in me? If everything that I promised you actually came to be If I were a beautiful rainbow, a reflection in the sky Formed by the rays of light as your tears you cried Sweetheart I am just a simple man with a complex plight My blessing is you're here with me, as this quest I fight Sweetheart you know I'm a warrior, though I live like a ghost I fight and write living my plight, inside the belly of the host From shore to shore, a forever war, that will never end Just today I got the word the host has taken another friend Another soul another goal of course another wasted life God I am a lucky man to have become one with my wife Pains insane it shreds my brain and tears my heart into I'm left here asking myself, "Was there anything I could do" I have to write a eulogy though I just don't know what to say Here is a soul, another hole, for someone who lost his way Sobriety is really great but at times it is truly rather hard You watch them take another friend and plant him in the yard Another smoke, another joke another party has reached its end Here I sit in a spiritual pit feeling totally lost about my friend I hope someday someone reads what I say, takes another course Pass on doing that shot, love it or not, death upon the black tar horse So I shall write my Eulogy falling to pieces about my friend Who made fun of the man I turned out to be, until the very end But that's ok it was just his way, right up until the day he died The one true light shinning bright, lives inside of you and I So will all of you join with me let your spirits pen my words About a beautiful soul, who found his goal, flying with the birds ------------------------------------------------------------------ Very few people in this life that I love enough to let make fun of the changes I made in my life. Addiction (The Host) took 6 friends in 2007, 5 in 2008 and this is the first in 2009. He didn't overdose he was shot a couple of days ago in Chico, Ca during a home invasion robbery over his heroin debt. I used to always pay his debts when it reached this point with bags of Meth. This time I couldn't go there for him and now he is dead. This is my life, my gift and my curse. God Bless you all, mj
Jesus Paid The Sacrifice! Jesus sacrificed his life for you and me! So we can be with him for all eternity! His life for ours… a ransom was paid IN FULL, This is why I I love HIM so! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns, Enduring so much shame and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow! The pain inside his body, Began to grow! The nails placed in his feet and hands, The pain he went through is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! His life for ours… Is what he did trade! By Jim Pemberton
Let Down Your Net... Jesus told his disciples; "let down your net." They were amazed how many fish they would get. What happened? They couldn't explain. So many fish.were caught. They were hard to contain. Peter was astonished, and fell on his knees. Asking Jesus; "Forgive me now... please!" Peter, James and John... Left everything behind. Following Jesus was what they had in mind. Perhaps your "net" is empty. Jesus says; "Let it down." There's a great harvest for you. Waiting to be found. Be a fisher for Jesus. A fisher of men. So that others may be saved from their sin. "Come follow me." The master is calling for you. Each step you take toward him... He'll take TWO! By Jim Pemberton
You claimed to be a friend to me but it seems you are a frienemy A frienemy is a friend slash enemy In others words you envy me I hate it I see it but I love it a lot The hate motivates me to go straight to the top If I should fall or if I should drop Your purpose is served due to the fact you love me and hate me a lot My friend slash enemy
Who are what can fill your life's "empty void?" In spite of the many things that you have "enjoyed." Drugs… Sex… Money… Are you concerned? Has your life been one that's taken "the wrong turn?" There's many choices to make. I'm fooling you not! But there's a godly principle that must be taught! The void we have. Only the presence of God can fulfill! Bringing you true love, is God's purpose and will! Won't you take a moment with the king of kings? And allow him to take control of everything? Jesus will never disappointed you! Not now or ever! He wants to be your friend! Today and forever! The God of this world and universe, wants to come in! A Brand new way of living… Is waiting to BEGIN! By Jim Pemberton
It hurts me a lot, when you don't understand me, It hurts me when you listen to what I say but don't understand me. When you look into my eyes and can't read them, When you hold my hand but you didn't mean it. When you say everything is fine, when I know its not, It hurts me a lot when I see you pretend. Its painful then anything else in this world, Its like watching you with someone else. Its like you telling me its over, Yes it hurts me a lot, To be with you but not to be with you!!! Yes it hurts me Alot!!!
Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels… On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me. He could have called 10,000 angels to set him free. Nailed to this cross, he went through so much pain. He knew his purpose and the reason why he came. Being there for all of mankind was his choice. Weakened and alone… One could hear his voice; "Father forgive them." "They don't know what they're doing!" As the crowd listened… Many began believing. "My God why have you forsaken me?" With one last breath… And then... And very quickly… There was death! For all of the pain and suffering he was to endure Was so that a plan of salvation is now secure. This same Jesus, who was to rise again. Is forever to be our atonement for sin! Seated at the right hand of God the father... In heaven above.. He awaits there for us all with an abundance of love! Won't you accept his gift of life that he's giving? And allow him to forever change the way you're living! By Jim Pemberton
There Was Some "Excitement" At Church… There was some "excitement" at church. I wasn't invited! The type of entertainment they had. Had already been decided! They wanted something that would "stir up" the newest fashion. They wanted to do this with a "compelling passion." They wanted to include loud instruments and a guitar. They figured this would bring in people from afar! Of course they also wanted to charge for "admission." Why not? This would "fulfill" their mission! This seems to be the way many churches are going… The power of God they seem to be "avoiding." Rather than seeking God's holiness and forgiveness of sins… They look to what can "self-gratify" within! I'm not here to seek a worldly kind of "entertainment." I'm here to seek the presence of God this very moment! It comes from spending time in seeking HIM in prayer. Wherever I am… He is God! And is always there! If it's "excitement" you give. I'm in the "wrong place!" I'm simply here as a sinner saved by God's grace! My "thrill" is in Jesus Christ. And him alone! He brings peace and joy to me and my home! Jesus brings to me what money cannot afford! He's my provider! My comforter! And my Lord! By Jim Pemberton
------ Still Moment's Posses' Me--- Ackward at Best Fore it has been So long, Since the Lord Has put Me to the test ------ My visions' Were supple... My intentions''''' Are real,'''''' But, there are some-times' That I do thing's that My Heart can't conceal Reminding Me to keep --It-- Real...... GF
Warrior princess divine Call out my name when you find You are lost in desire A wish, a command, Perpetual fire. Never cease to exist Playfully capture my imagination As you lead me through The stillness Beyond the worn path Carefully thought out As a never-ending carousel Sensing a passion to escape A language known by few Softly whisper to my ear As your spirit dances with mine, I am lost in you, My Warrior Princess Lead me to your wildest fantasy Where we can play and roam free To our hearts content.
Feel the hurricane and taste the rain here in the park Hear me wail and watch me as I make my mark But do not tell me when it is time to go For I will be playing here long after dark Get lost with me here in the brush Stay the storm that now makes us rush Meet me here same time next year And once again I will make you blush See me stand there upon my mountaintop Fear the gale as I tend my crop We will leave for chance what I do not know And I will beg for mercy, but I will not stop Over there just beyond the bended trees Beautifully bending by my gentle breeze Near Ole' Shadow's Pass, there along the path You will feel the Winds of My Aftermath Yes, you will find me whispering in the forest on bended knees Where you will feel the Winds of My Aftermath
We started off friends There was something more We knew better then to open that door Came so close just a breath away We knew if it was meant it would happen Just not that day And now you live so far away O the ways we used to play Makes me miss the good ol days But the good days are now not then We can hardly remember when You love her and I love him Will we ever commit that sin Taste each others salty skin Will the temptation ever win Back then was a trying time Both in your life and in mine Our paths seperated on a dime We kept on living knowing we would be fine Now questions come up and get me thinking Since we parted are we sinking If we met up now after years gone by Would we still tingle deep inside Could you then look me in the eyes Even though she is to be your bride Will there be feelings we must deny Cause I too am with another guy I cant help but wonder why So many things in life can make you cry All I can do is look to the sky And ask my questions till the day I die
Approaching the winter of my years, Never yet found my reason. So much laughter, so many tears, Yet all that's sure is the season. To few, all my days; So many spent simply breezin'. Should I regret their waste When all that's sure is the season? What's it been about anyway? Perhaps there is no reason. Did so want to learn the truth, But all that's sure is the season. Always tried to consider others. 'Tis much easier to be pleasin'. How many are my friends? All that's sure is the season Felt the urge to make my mark. Fame or fortune was my reason. Fear of failure was my tether, For all that's sure is the season. A man of Christian faith, Hope God finds me pleasin'. Fair chance tho', I'll go to Hell, Yes, all that's sure is the season. So what of value will I leave? Hearts and souls I may be teasin' With too few words too few will read, While all that's sure is the season. Approaching the winter of my years, Never yet found my reason; But thank God for each extra day I search. Still, all that's sure is the season.
I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same! Jesus remains the same! Even when I'm burdened! He loves you and me! This is most certain! He's the same yesterday, today and the future! Because of him, my life is a "bright picture!" He's committed to do what he's promised to do! It was he, that bled and died, for me and YOU! He remains the same! No matter how many fail me! How many have let you down? Can you tell me? I'm so thankful for his blessings that come my way! Words of encourage and hope, are what he has to say! He's the lover and redeemer, of my weary soul! He cleansed my sins! And made me whole! I'm so thankful for him! And all that he does! He reigns with God the father, in heaven above! Glory to Jesus in the highest! Peace toward all men! He will always be the same! Hallelujah and AMEN! By Jim Pemberton
Poetry Soup, I now confess, Passing would bring me misery That thought I surely should repress! O God, be merciful to me. Lost place to care, lost place to grow. Lost friends, which share their poetry. Around in circles I would go. O God, be merciful to me. Without the soup, my heart would cry. Dilly-dallying, fixed ably Would cause my life to go awry. O God, be merciful to me. My troubled mind would soon regress. In sadness I would walk grimly. My thoughts might fall to senselessness. O God, be merciful to me. My anguished soul would flood with tears. My happy thoughts would loose their glee. Blessed by the soup these many years. My God, has been merciful to me. © February 20, 2012 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Distance One does not cry Among professionals Sipping lattes in Starbucks But I cannot staunch the flow When I think of you So far away from me now I don't mean mere physical distance But that I do not know What is happening in your life I no longer laugh with you Nor share music and stories As we used to This is the chasm between us That has imploded my heart Today February 3, 2010
Rukan the Wolf Rukan your fur radiates the Silver Light That illuminates the Darkness, guiding me a to the trace The paths that Darkness has not yet taken those that still hold light in their earthen veins Burning hotter than a dragon's flame the light Guards Against darkness that seeks to devour me and has claimed my foes who use Darkness to try and make me succumb to the Dark Darkness Cannot penetrate the Shield of Silver Light That you wield so deftly And it serves as a forewarning of the coming of my foes Your claws and fangs are with me in the melee And in my dreams all the teachers guard my mind If only you all could protect me during my waking hours For we are fighting for the right to live and so we kill The fight against the dark and those who claim allegiance to its nefarious master never ends much to my despair Darkness Rages forevermore without you at my side I would not survive this
Immaculate Random Gorgeous Heroic Expanding mind Taste Sampling Divine Forbidden pleasure Amazing Mind numbing Glorious Thought inducing Seducing Selfless Explosion Bright Last Night
I wish they taught more about Heartbreak in English class; That I would see your face In stormclouds, when Bronze from the sunset scribbles Our names in the sky. It is happening every day. I am no prize In my Rossington-Collins band teeshirt And deliberately torn jeans, Sitting on the end of the street- The place where horizon brush strokes Abruptly end. "Quiet" Jenna-Nichole Conrad Wordsmith
The tables have turned A new chapter in my book I was giving up hope But risked a second look Strolling into my life With speckled shoulders and toothy smile Saves me from it all Tells me holding on could be worthwhile A raging, fast current Leaves me head over heels Changing souls into fire Rather than rusting steel In a look there was love That had never been spoken Mending and healing The things that should never be broken Life and love just keeps growing And I've stopped biting my tongue I'm collapsed in a heap of smiles And I feel fresh air replete my lungs My heart thumping felicity Through my once hollow veins Accepting all of life And cleaning out the stains Dancing on my toes Eager for your lips That have shown me what's real Replaced old life's script
Where is it that you walk just once but across the years of time. Once gone, there is no coming back for you've begun in age to climb. There are things that you take along such as memories and friends. Not many other things in life will be with you to the end. And yet, there are those who say age is a state of the mind. Those things it is you think upon make the you that others find. All must travel this one way road but mind what baggage you bring. Step lovingly across these years, LIVING LIFE- the greatest thing.
angels are sprawled in the longest reach my children could snow-afford on my former green lawn over-played carols over-play the car ride to the store, where they will continue an embarrassment of lights dangle 'side a staple-holed roof trim somewhere, not 'nough off too far, there are yards watching snowmen come and go behind the windows that hold kitchens the bills are a pilin' the car's in the driveway needing to be plugged in the mailman's griping 'bout the weight of his sack dropping off cards he'd gladly drag back the t.v.'s got little relief there's a log burning on a 24 hour channel that someone someday'll commercial the crap out of office parties forum the drunk, "Here's what I really think of you…" spark the short lived, misappropriate romance the mall cattle call. . . from parking lot to till warrants wrappings to be hauled away to some landfill waiting for Valentine's Day
a rose with her smell as the beauty of first love captured memories
Come, all of you who are thirsty! Whose life has run dry! Come to God's living waters. Your needs, he shall supply! Come, those without money! Come, buy and eat! Buy wine and milk without money! That you may be complete! Why spend money on what isn't bread? And labor with no satisfaction? Behold the glory of the Lord! He offers his wonderful salvation! Listen to God! And eat that which taste so sweet! God brings everything to the table, so that you may be complete! Allow your soul to delight, in the riches of God, most fare! Allow his goodness and mercy to keep you in his care! Listen to the voice of God now! That your soul may live! Won't you come and receive all, that God has to give? He's the God of creation, and is waiting for YOU! Come all who are thirsty! That your life may be renewed! By Jim Pemberton 07/14/13 Read Psalm 55:1-3
Like other years I have already failed my resolution. My resolve to not have a resolution has desolved. I spent an evening with wonderful friends. Being with them inspires me to be a better man! This year I will laugh more It will do nothing to fill my wallet But my heart will be filled On that note, I will work less Hugs Glorious hugs I want lots more of those I want to hug the ones I love I want to hug those that need to be loved Then we will both no what love feels like I will listen Those around me have something to say If I listen hard enough I may hear the voice of God When the time comes to speak I will not stay in the shadows. Sometimes I need to speak up. My voice does not need to be loud. Others joining in will give me strength. At times we all need a nudge to action. My time to act is now. I will allow myself to cry My tears have power to heal my breaking heart If only I allow them to flow Some things are not meant to stay inside. Tears are the gateway to intimacy. I will allow myself to be vulnerable. I will combine my tears with hugs What a powerful combination. I will smile A smile is the key that opens many doors Smiles often bring me back to resolution one I will laugh Please laugh, hug, listen, cry, speak and smile along with me. Would not all of these actions make 2013 the most amazing year. God Bless each and every one of my friends here at the soup.
Love floats by, reaching, tantalising, meandering, tip-toeing past pain, leaping through walls, weakening the barricades, of the most private heart. Love settles in, trusting, searching, dissolving, quietly beyond anguish, erasing the desolation, soothing a battered spirit, enveloping the shivering soul. Love stays, it is true, love endures, as do you
Humor dispels rumour You can't but want to stay happy though But Lo If the rumor be of you Thank God your presence still lingers Stupid stuffs all around It's a call for the ultimate Walk on high, and pad your shoulders Walking tall is the first step Of course, forget not you've got a rep Please, please I pray, mind them not Even the blind that seeth not Perceives and say she's hot Please my fair lady, mind them not What you are they are not The reason you see they are wrought Our affairs here are soaked We tread days in flitting haze As exams beckons While we are yet to cross rubicon We only look to creator of unicorn Not to look on us with scorn For exams sneaks While we sit at the bar taking steaks Pray thee I, maybe your prayer 'll do As we look to the day.... Let's regale ourselves with the thought of you While we see ourselves only in dreams
Cancer took from me Many, many years ago My best and most cherished friend... And over the years It didn't stop just there It has taken members of my family It has taken lovers It has taken many other friends. It has been generational It has been painful Cancer has often signified the end. It has signified the end of cherished kisses. The end of conversations that last all night The end of someone's companionship Companionship that you will always crave Throughout both days and nights. Having one taking leave of their earthly pain and darkness And moving on in to a heavenly light. I still feel the weight of my friend's body I have felt that weight throughout the years I still feel myself telling myself to remember to breathe I remember trying to stand strong through all my tears. There is nothing, nothing sadder than that Than holding up the casket of a wonderful friend Its sadness will always be with me Some things stay with us until our own ends. And so on this Hallowed Eve This first night of the Newest Year I will be thinking of all those that I have lost Those that I have loved throughout the years. This night signifies a new beginning It signifies some bitter ends But I will always remember those Those I have loved until their ends. I will think about them often How their presence has changed my life I will chersih the fact that I had them That I had them at all in this life. And so I look toward this New Year And all the new friends in my life And I look forward to sharing myself with them The continuation of the ongoing circle of life. New friendships start out as being different They are not the same as the beloved old But they have the potential to grow into that The silver can evolve into gold. I love the people that I have in my life I love having them grow closer and ever more dear I love sharing fun and laughter with them every day I look forward to this new upcoming year. (December 31, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
I wish you loved me more. I always feel like your looking for the door. Don't say it isn't true. When you know it is what you do. Emotionally I think you're through. Now it's up to me to catch a clue. My mind Is not a crash test. Dummy! The things I fear you say behind my back make me feel awful. Tell me are your slenderest words profitable. If equated to a fraction, what percentage is marketable. Let alone talk able. In conversation do you receive a sense satisfaction putting me down. A show of strength when your friends are around. I'm the pile. To your pile driver, and you are Pounding me into the ground. Your always there. Relentlessly never backing down. A complement never found. Guess the sex is why you stay around. Pounding & pounding, Out the rhythms of attraction. My body has become my only weapon to defend against a total loss. I continue no matter this emotional cost. That inevitably of my best friendship lost. Your heart covered in a winters frost. You track each trickle back to it's source then scream of the faucet till your face is hoarse. Admittedly; My substance abuse inexcusable, Though isn't my progress viewable. But each time you put me down I'm driven a little further into the ground. My head the only exposed part of me now. Soon cast in concrete never again to be found. Your bridge to the rest of the world nearly complete. Maybe you could visit from time to time. Text me via spray paint. This is how my messages get through. If you listen close you'll hear my reply. I love you still. Now and for all time.
He who abides in me, and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit ! Fill His basket up over the rim, Showering your Love onto Him ! Reflect on immortal thoughts, Envelop ; seal the wild hearts ! Christ : The Tree ~ connects us as a cord. Work gleefully as unto Him ~ The Lord ! Grin and bear... He who abides in me, and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit ! Copyright McCuen 2009 (Except for Scripture Verses)
We're Lost Without God… As God is removed from this great nation. We end up with a confused and lost generation. As God is forbidden, in our public schools. The tide of immorality is what "rules." As God is often mocked and discarded. It was Godly principles this country was started! As anything of God seems to get scorned. We tend to worship many ungodly forms. As God's word is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what God is all about! As God's plans for living are tossed and abused. We have many people very lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the creature. They look to themselves as being the "teacher." As people ignore God, many get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation "bleeding." It's him and his word, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won't you come to the Lord, and invite him in? Won't you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It's only in him that we can be complete and whole! By Jim Pemberton
My mother never knew what to do with me. I was an obligation that needed to be. But I wanted her to love me. Simply… love… me. I would do anything to please her. Wanting her to be proud, I worked hard at everything I did. But she viewed me as her competition, not wanting to be out done. Needless to say our relationship wasn't what I wanted it to be. I dreamed to have a family of my own to simply… love… me. I had a daughter who didn't live. And my mom said someone like me shouldn't have kids. Though she didn't know about my epilepsy and other problems with my health. Then my life fell apart with hard times everywhere. I didn't show it but hidden…my health wasn't all that good. My husband's diabetes affected his mind. And epilepsy was working on mine. I ignored that fact. I worked hard as my epilepsy kept tearing every thing apart. Finally with a hard earned job… Fourteen years later I had a son. The son I'd always wanted to have. I was so very proud but was attacked by both health and son, at every turn. He was wilder than most creating problems everywhere. He blamed me for everything and everywhere something went wrong. My health did it again at work as my relationship continued to crumble with my son. He hated a mother who had to work, had epilepsy, and just wasn't there for him. I was slowly dying when he was 12 and I was 52, when finally I was saved. That night… I met God and he said I had more to be done along the way. I came back and did every thing I could to help my wayward and unruly son. But way before I helped him go to college… I knew I had lost my son. But his best friend needed a mom so I was there for him. It seems so strange to tell, but as my son moved out… His best friend simply moved in. And it's even stranger to tell that… The son who will occasionally smile at me, is someone else's son. He's my heart-adopted son and has brought my first son closer again. Jesus was always here and… the tear in my heart is gone.
Dearest Friend My heart is so full of love I can hardly restrain myself My heart bleeds upon the shelf My dreams fly like the dove White and pure from above inside this dream I delve And find no way to help myself I will sacrifice my dreams Our love was never meant to be Your heart was never free Our music cannot trenscend She ever sings her song Go to her my Dearest Friend For this is where love belongs
Through this maze of living you are a voice affirming reason and calling me back to center. In our heart's journeys you have helped me lay dreams to rest, brought me back from the edge, or laughed ourselves to tears at life and its quirks. Through our children's growing pains, triumphs, and exquisite joy, you stand with steadfast love. When I think of this extraordinary journey we're blessed with I cannot imagine doing it without your integrity and laughter.... my abiding friend. I am forever grateful that you share your friendship with me. It could take lifetimes to say thank you for the grace and spiritual elegance you offer. You are this canary diamond shedding warmth and light through so many facets..... precious and utterly unique. The happy in your birthday is definitely for all who know and love you, so celebrate! I know for certain, I do.
It's 3 am I'm naked & naive Undressed by shadows Jetsam of scuttled me I can feel their fingers Howling down my back Lightning crashes Whispers Your window cracked Pull me in Cast me out Bleed the truth Suture my mouth If hope is dead Then grieve with me Caress their silence Now we're free Do you see my face Sewn by jagged night My burdened brow Scorn's lurid light Reaching for perfection In this world we bend Am I really Their means to my end Pull me in Cast me out Bleed the truth Suture my mouth If hope is dead Then grieve with me Caress their silence Now we're free I have no sword But my pen is spry Cut me down These words will rise Hold my heartbeat Breathe my last breath Are you my savior Am I your friend Passion and persuasion Nothing I hate is Life is love Your faith my payment
* This is a poem about basically feeling like when a part of yourself dies. Then certain people can come along and make that one part feel alive and better than ever because you trust them to be just yourself* The serpent of Unrequited love Sunk it's toxic fangs deep into the very marrow of my being My heart heaved with its poison, which was void of loving emotion So I tucked it away…… six feet under my subconscious… My mind was a cemetery of regrets. Things I should have done, and when I should have learned to walked away. Then there was you…………… You were the misty avenger that stepped out of the abyss Shook my snow globe world upside down. Speckling my VISION with light, snow and glitter Heart reserrector, you're honesty was my defibulater Thumping life organ through my sweater coloured my cheeks a candy apple red from pleasure giving me the courage to break free from the prison of woeful We lay on your carpet, filling our lungs with laughter I am Exposed, and exuberant……. Letting my true personality resurface No longer am I a hesitant seal peeking over the ocean's surface, NO LONGER DO I MISS THE SUNSETS I AM EUPHORIC ON THIS GORGEOUS LIFE Drinking down the pleasure of a sunrise This moment with you ……………………..is a Utopian treasure You take my breath away… and your beauty is immeasurable……………………. Heart reserrector Your wisdom is celestial, My guardian angel For your insight I am eternally thankful
I felt my thoughts run wild Was I really a demon child Thoughts tightened my head grew light I hoped my expression was on my face right I absorbed your statement surety taking flight Your questions growing old Your coming across as way to bold So this is the child you stole Standing here now I felt guilty as sin My emotions had just let little old Peace walk right in I was sure that without me the child's future was dim So I filled her right up to the rim Without me here she surely would be condemned Who would look for me now I live in the brim As I fought the fear Of having you here It hurt to the bone Making her a home So I opened the door But her back to where she was before Because I love her even more I stay here to even the score
Our God Reigns… Our God reigns in the heaven's above! Behold the mighty works of his power and love! Our God reigns in the mountains on high! His power reaches down to the deserts so dry! Our God reigns on his heavenly throne! He wants to be the Lord of our hearts and homes! Our God reigns over the majestic seas! His creation is magnificent! This you can see! Our God reigns over governments here on earth. He gave his son, so we can have a "new birth." Our God is mighty! Everyone shall kneel before him! He longs for us to worship and adore him! Our God has made a mansion for you in heaven. He wants to be your God! Won't you let him? Our God stands knocking at your heart's door. Won't you let him in? What are you waiting for? By Jim Pemberton
Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne! Christ stepped down, from his heavenly throne. He came to earth… For 33 years, he called it his home! His mission had one purpose and desire in mind! He was to one day, be a sacrifice for mankind! He taught and gave us his words, powerfully spoken! He knew that one day, his body would be broken! He desired that all, would one day, come to know him! Because of his resurrection, all can receive him! He's alive today! And reigns from heaven above! And desires to touch us, with his endless love! Won't you humbly come, and accept what he's given? And experience the power, of being forgiven! This can be your moment! This can be YOUR day! He loves you much more, than words can say! All honor and praise, to Christ Jesus, our king! You are our righteousness! Our everything! By Jim Pemberton
You and I. You. Your heart blazed, with a warmth of spirit, soothing, alluring, soaked in truth. Your smile burned, branding me permanently, gentle, tender, enveloping my being. Your love was complete, from the depths of your soul, unsaid, yet fierce, bathed in silent knowing. Your dreams were poetic, fluttering in the afternoon breeze, infused with the distilled essence of rhyme. I. I squandered your generosity of spirit. I vainly discarded your priceless poems. Now I stand, alone, empty, desolate, wasting away, rotting inside, day by day.
A rewrite of the previous,,after reading it again the one before this,,, I felt it was sending the wrong message,,,,,,at first to me it was what I wanted to say about my make believe sister,,,,,,only that the lines I wrote, could be mis-construed to another meaning. She is a dream girl, sibling, I never had. Not to sexy, or even beautiful to see, She is not exactly good or even bad. She is just my fantasy, designed for me. Not to sexy, or even beautiful to see, She is mostly happy, hardly ever sad. She is just my fantasy, designed for me. She has no mother, not even a dad. She is mostly happy, hardly ever sad. Impossible you say, this could never be, She has no mother, not even a dad. A dream girl as my sister, oh gee. Impossible you say; this could never be. Though it is true, she is my abnormal fad. A dream girl as my sister, oh gee. What I always wanted, since I was a lad, Though it is true, she is my abnormal fad. She is not exactly good or even bad. What I always wanted, since I was a lad, She is a dream girl, sibling, I never had. By Cecil Hickman Written for Sponsor Paula Swanson Contest Name Pantoum
Lack of perspective on a burdensome life leaves us in pieces near a sharpened, slick knife. Smashing heads yet again, to the wall I beat mine, trying to break through to our friendship in time. My appearance lacks motivation and heart, locked away in my mind, I am falling apart. I don't treat such a treasure like one should be loved, stopped giving time of day to my friend from above. Care too much and stow it all away, making it look like I don't care whether you leave me or stay. A painful gut feeling may nibble at my gray heart, but I just fear the truth and I don't know where to start.
I know of a brother, who's lost and confused… Many of his relationships, he's already "abused." He's not really sure, which direction he's going… There's a lot of wise advice, that he's ignoring! He's choosing to ignore the God who loves him. And refuses to acknowledge how much he needs him! He decided to leave his family behind him… Perhaps, one day, they'll be able to "find him!" I pray for this dear brother! He needs prayer! I know that wherever he goes… God is always there! Please, dear Jesus, touch him with your kindness! Without YOU dear lord… He's walking in blindness! No matter where he goes… Which path is taken! God will always love him! He's never forsaken! The words of God, must somehow get his attention! To give him a clear path, and a godly direction! May the love of Christ, get a hold of his heart! Coming to Jesus, is a good place to start! Whatever this brother does, or where he goes… Only the righteousness of God, can make him whole! Dear Lord… Be with my brother! That he may know you! During the journey of life, may he learn to trust you! The path of God's footsteps, gives one a true meaning! May this brother acknowledge God! And start believing! By Jim Pemberton
The other day You did pull those curtains back ever so gently as you exposed me to the light With your opening of windows I could breathe again The air rushing in I looked at you and a tear jumped from the corner of my eye I knew your love was never a lie For you're the only one that has found the right key That key engages the happy me
What is this? This way I feel? I've never felt before A desire for a love to heal A heart so cold and sore Out with the old And in with the new To my past love, I never told But I'm happy at the chance to meet you Discovering Love is pretty overwhelming In my heart, so many feelings assembling So much beauty in so many faces Spread across the world, in a million different places I want someone to hold dear by my side Each and every night To be there when I want to hide And tell me everything's alright Meet someone with their heart so open, their eyes so wide Who reminds me of the one I lost To pick up the pieces, while to my life revive And breathe love's warm fires on a heart of frost She's out there somewhere, thinking of me As I am of her Just a blank face in our minds For which our hearts slowly burn Discovering Love is pretty overwhelming In my heart, so many feelings assembling So much beauty in so many faces Spread across the world, in a million different places And my past love will do the same Meet someone kind, and new Know he'll grow to love her name Just as I did, and still do What will come of them, I'll wonder Pray she finds happiness beyond compare Under the sun, rain, and thunder But to share these feelings with my new love, I wouldn't dare Discovering Love is pretty overwhelming In my heart, so many feelings assembling So much beauty in so many faces Spread across the world, in a million different places
It's all out there and in here too. The pain, confusion, and anxiety. What is a person to do, who lags in the virtue of piety. It must be given to One much more powerful than I, And so I have done, But not quite, so that's a lie… I take back what I have given, And suffer it all over again, Though I've been forgiven, Such is the haunting of sin. How could I have ever done these things; Is what the too proud conscience sings.
The amazing way we came to know We each had some place else to go where eternal sparks of passion's fire too hot to quench with earthly flesh We understood our wants and needs Taking eternity into account never crossed our minds when we evaluated our lives We now step back and evaluate our relationships our accomplishments and believe in our choices We live a life our parents could not even imagine but the one thing they taught us still holds true... the children are the most important thing. rlm '08
Just A Little Talk With Jesus… Why not talk to Jesus? And spend some time alone? Won't you ask him to be the Lord of your heart and home? Just a little talk with Jesus can make your day so bright. He can heal your troubles and make everything "alright!" Just a few moments with him can make all of the difference! His love can give you hope and a joyous experience! Feel free to share with him your every need and concern! Won't you allow him to guide you at life's every turn? Won't you allow his cleansing power to take your sins away? He can make you a new person! And can do it TODAY! The time you can spend with him, is time you won't regret! HE will never fail you! And hasn't let go of anyone yet! Just a little talk with Jesus will bring sweetness to your soul! The words of Christ can completely make you whole! Please remember a promise from the beginning of time. When God created the world... He had all of us in mind! Spending time with Jesus will be the best thing you did! Won't you accept his love and willingness to forgive? Just think about the opportunity with Christ you can share! You can have time with him! And can meet him anywhere! Behold the glory of our Lord! He reigns from heaven above! You can enjoy his presence! And the power of HIS LOVE! By Jim Pemberton
I list of joys, "Oh boy." Well, (1) I know is I have hands (2) of them, "You understand?" (3) my son, took two to make he (4) a pair of eyes and glasses to see My voice OH yes, to sings a joy (a hammer and nails to pin down the hoi polloi) My homes a gift, I give to me The lawn, the flowers and the trees! A heart to love and sensitivity. God bless my Dad's gift of wanderlust And the whole world's a gift from He to me! Good food, clean water, my health I know the list should go on endlessly. But SO hard to stop being a whiney baby!
Walking with you all the way, because I missed you night and day. Holding your hand to help guide the way, in the light of the moon? Sunshine brightening our lives whispering ways, hold my hand, I want to be with you, up lift your soul in oh so many crazes. Hold you in my arms and remembering when our lives took us, Each to two separate places, what am I to do now? Eyes so clear, Pull your likeness... Closer to me now and cling to you at closed in spaces? Whisper in your ear that I have no grievances to spare, so come to me, Come to me now, I want you to be here, love me now, I have a life to share. The effects are rollin over our bodies, like it can't decide, Caught in between here and taking you out to be the ride of your life.
people now a days care what people think about them and want to be liked for more then just who they are and they will lie and and try to make friends for the wrong reasons and they want to be liked by all and many people and they will be what that type of person wants them to be. is it really worth it to be something your not when there are people out there in the world who will like you for you and you can make true friendships that will last longer and wont hurt you in the end. if you want to make true friends you will need to be able to act like yourself for the whole time and try to find those people that will think of you as hey i like him/her and i want to be friends with them. People want to be liked by as many people that they can and they wish that they could find the people that like them for them and they want to be able to be like by a lot of thos people but they are hard to find if you have the mentality that you have to fake who you are. if you will take the chance and try to talk to new people that you dont know not just the cool people you might be amazed at what you find and form a true bond that will last throug a life time. people want to be popular and want to be able to do what the poular people do all of the time but is it worth it if you cant even find the true you anymore. i wish all of the people in the world had what it took to say you know what im me if you dont like it then buzz off. if more people did that i think that we would have a lot more people in this world that are happy and have fun with the people that matter and will be able to talk to them about anything. people dont know what a strong gift it is to be different then the other people around them and if they would just stop and act like themselfs then they will be happy and people are ment to be different and be a leader not a follower. people can read this and say what ever they like me for me and i dont have to believe you and it is also your choice to take what you hear and apply it and it is your choice to ignor it i hope you will learn something from this and use it to become a better person and be a happier person.
Fool an i we lay so incredulously In a love.... That it seems our sorrows rest in mind and all is enabled, now we able, to weave mesh of this light as we bind... seemingly caught up in webs of time. But stood it may like a shadow was the thoughts that attest between us.. how uncouth the prattled battle lay, all it consumes, as it presumes , to arrest and attest for our lives... keeping us caught up in lies 'till we die.
Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun
Have you ever wondered what lies in your horizon? Is it the wreckage of a wasted life or the beauty of Zion? Creating and destroying; so on and so forth Life continues, chaotic, steadfast in it's course The order of all things is beyond our control The wonderful earth, the awe-inspiring universe, even our own soul To reach out, to grasp the stars, to embrace fate Moving onward, have faith, resist the urge to hesitate Achieve what you feel is right, say what you have to say Do not live in fear, nurture love in your heart, follow your own way Break habits, break patterns, break addiction Be compassionate, be strong, live with conviction Unknown is the destiny of everything that is Embrace each moment, each day, have the courage to live
Remember all that time we spent on the back deck At your parents house. So very comfortable in that serene kind a way. On that beautiful day Late one may Ill never forget that sense of togetherness I felt. My heart melted. I knew I always wanted to stay, right here with you. A comfort altogether new Just as beautiful at It's inside point of view. They seen us and knew! We where, the best of friends. Partners in a way that complements with such grace. Beatific, such as this spring breeze, We cheer the coming of the warm months. With a bottle of wine or two. Those conversations I hold so dear. Crazy Intellectuals, all together classy. I still benefit from the knowledge past to me. It's been really hard Being torn away from this Knowing it was at the hand of my own demise. I still love them, With my convalescent mind.
One happens upon a penny, lucky, and passes it by without thought then wonders why the years slid by not finding what one sought. Now.. this penny could be a woman This penny could be a man This penny could be an acquaintance This penny could be a friend One happens upon a penny, lucky, and places it into their hand then treats it as a treasured gift and blooms as joy expands © Debra Squyres
Dear You, When things get rough I always think of you. The ways you calm me are too many to list and the ways I miss you are too obvious to dismiss. You are always present in my thoughts like you are suppose to be with me even when I don't want you with me. You, you have a way with words and I love the way they ease between my ears erasing my fears and finding an effortless path to my heart. You never stop amazing me. I wonder sometimes what would I do if I lost you. Devastation. Humiliation. Deprivation. Reckless Endangerment. I am finally settling on the thought that I may need you here. The first time we met I thought you were the most beautiful thing I had ever been allowed to see. I could barely focus as you took me completely by storm, you made my coldest places warm and for that I thank you daily. I remember looking you over trying not to make my stare obvious. Your skin was perfect, like it had been custom blended only for you, your voice tone was almost too low but I challenged myself to not miss a word, and I didn't. The thing I noticed, that I love the most about you was the way you took extreme care with me, like from our first initial touch you somehow instinctively knew to go slow, move slower and announce each entry. I tried not to love you that day, but I walked away haven already made a copy of the key that unlocks my heart…and I gave you the original to make sure it would work. Now I wait for you to use it...and now I question sometimes if I should change the locks. Except when I see you, I only want to remove them for you so you only need to walk in, but I must watch you make that move on your own. Sincerely, Just love Me
I pull my shirt off to check for the bulls eye Today it's there so I'll run and hide but to no avail I'm the pawn in your diabolical tale premeditated and calculated guess I missed the cookie crumb trail no clues are friendship was going stale you stabbed me in the back knowing I'm emotionally frail You blind sided me and so likely is the story that it's just my luck Now I'm always your excuse when your talking about why you can't drink it up I hope you chock on those lies you poser You'll never help people your an emotional bulldozer Maybe one day you'll suffer from real emotional ills Believe when I tell you It Kills Everyday I take a handful of pills even then their is no guarantee There's are days when negativity and overwhelming pressures consume my very being and the crazy thing is the seeing because it's believing witnessing me in a blank stare I'm conscious, but no one's there Just - My - Stare Inside I'm busy with my clipper ship I've floated upon your hurricane and every little happy moment we ever had has crying stinging pellets of mad
When heartache or uncertainty fill your days and nights, Remember now, more than ever, just don't give up the fight! His hands are layed upon you each and every day. Listen quietly and you'll feel it, not only when you pray. Sharing with a trusted friend will help to see you through. The outcome of your life you know, depends on what you DO. It only takes a willing heart and actions that seem odd, but through your struggles, you'll find strength - in the hands of God.
I found you today. Lost. Lonely, stuck inside your head. Headed for self destruction your emotions askew. Thoughts so vivid, their in constant review. Painful memories that are torching your mind. My goal, to ease them in time. Emotional triggers Like a loaded gun, the hammer pulled back, Bang your done! They are all the same for me, admittedly no fun. Please come back up to the surface. Take a deep breath. Breathe in my love for you. You can't let them win, when you know everyday you must bargain for a higher understanding of humanity. Brutal! Cruel! Narcissism, it runs deeper then just surface reflections on the faces of others. Come on, pull yourself from under these covers. Lets move around. Will find away to shut them down .
What if the tables had been turned... And it was her, looking at me Seeing what the eyes can't believe And what the heart can't embrace I'm looking into sorrow's face The sadness wraps itself around her Like a blanket of grey fog A face so pale, so ashen and cold as a winter's day Betrayed and abandoned by her youth The girl she used to be....why can't I find a trace? A youth taken away by choices, By circumstance, by life experiences By things that I cannot know My memory of her has been stolen away In this unexpected, brief encounter I swallow tears in my grief, as I mourn the vision That had been tucked away in my heart for so long Is it regret, or is it a guilt I cannot name? A friendship born in childhood, so young, so carefree She, with bright eyes, and blond hair that curled Around her high cheeks and rosy smile She was the one who shined so brightly, Who's charm, who's gay laughter I had so admired A childhood where we danced together in sweet grass under sunny skies Where is the innocence, the radiance? No longer there, not even a glimpse of the girl I knew Oh, how I weep inside Now, here, this meeting by chance After years that had taken us to seperate worlds In my mind, and in my dreams, she had always been The fair maiden, the one who had held my hand Two little girls who made promises Who sat in the dark, under a summertime sky By the light of the moon and wished upon the stars. The stars now gone from her sad eyes, the look of weary miles Now fill the void ......as one more time..... we say our goodbye. What if the tables were turned And it was her, looking at me..... ...................................................................................................... In honor of Desiree's Contest "What If"
Look in the mirror Tell me- What do you see? A young girl, barely a toddler? A teenager on the night of her prom? An mother....holding a young child? An older woman...smiling at her husband after 50 happy years together? Anything worth your while? Anything your proud of? Nothing at all? Really....? Look deep inside...under the skin. Look in the mirror.... See your heart? That's what you should have been looking at. It's broken you say...now look over there. A photograph.... You... your family. Happy? Yes.. Then why so broken? Come on pull yourself together.... Yes you may not know it now...but soon the young woman in that picture....no longer a stranger... But YOU!
Lord, help me to make a difference in someone's life today And to preach Jesus in what I do and say… Help me to make a difference in this world that surrounds me What you have done in my life continues to astound me! Help me to make a difference in the hearts of men. That I may show others what it means to be BORN AGAIN! Help me to make a difference in my prayer life too As I want to daily be in LOVE WITH YOU! Help me to make a difference in the reading of your word. May I share your scripture to the many who've never heard! Help me to make a difference in the life you've given to me… I once was blind. But now CAN SEE! Help me make a difference wherever I may go. As your Holy Spirit teaches and enriches my soul! YOU are the difference to a world that's perishing… YOU offer true love…And life that's everlasting! YOU are the reason why I keep on going. This life you've given to me… I am enjoying! … You have made a difference in my sinful condition You've changed my life! I'm a NEW creation! By Jim Pemberton
It tastes like simplicity like innocent distant memory You're helpless Oh, hopeless and so full of life it stings No, I'm not jealous or vindictive just brought down by fairy-tale romantics But you never offered not hesitence or forever And I've craved this like repression craves wings So, for memories sake and absence alone don't say love like laughter Or remember me like hate remembers names.
How do I think of you as the past perforates the now? Do I see you as the boy you were, or as the man you became when you broke away from me somehow? Did I love you then? Or were we lost in the headiness of youth? We spoke of dreams and futures lost and broken now, and we have lived a different truth. Yet here we are again; The present invaded by the then. Your voice still sounds familiar - the laugh, the intonation the same as when we were together last in the dimming, distant past. Once faded memories sharpened as we bring them into focus once again, and once again the feelings surge, merging with today's perception; conception of a new beginning, mending dreams and daring to think of what could have been if we had trodden the same, not different, paths.
I've tried to tamper with such precious time Looked forward and back with open eyes I wonder about the day I'll die Will there be rain or shine? Maybe both, maybe none As I speak another life has begun Wish them luck as they carry on Bewildered within these starry nights I thought of time when I have lied Oh such precious time It flies (im sleeping outside) Signs and dreams lead me to believe That somehow, some way I'll be something great Do I choose to be nieve? They'll never know Do I choose to be so weak? It'll never show (I'll be sleeping outside) Love is such a clishey it seems Something I could only see Her eyes drew us in like summer heat Cupids arrows were made of clay Oh yes I've longed for this day I knew I wasnt lying anymore (I always sleep outside where the weather is nice I can feel everything for what it's worth dont give me signs or written lines give me your solid words)
Words elevated to a dazzling height Silently answering perfections plight Love strung together to make a sentence Hate molded to become a pen Time yields to patience Rage bows to zen Transcending a mind A unique voyage just to find That my pain is not my own The dark is not for me to own A star sits in a dark corner weeping Its light flickering, its tears beckoning Waiting to be rekindled, be reborn Its essence weakened, its passion torn Unable to help, my flame long since extinguished But her whispering screams need to be relinquished My history a possible remedy to her heart breaking agony So I slowly open scars I closed indefinitely I bleed memories and thoughts, hoping her tears will stop Synchronized … as her tears and my blood drops For every memory, a tear is traded, for every thought the corners of her mouth move up a inch The darkness recedes as her light increases Her tears slowly transform into pieces, pieces of poetry Convincingly showing my blood a forgotten beauty … I smile … Sometimes the dark holds a star waiting to soar People see it as scary, but the dark, yes the dark has so much more
I remember the war in Iraq Seeing bombs falling from the sky And parents trying to comfort The children who were afraid to die And I also remember some people Who had happiness on their face? As they watch on the news And enjoy the war that was taking place And then the long lines for gas In Iraq that we see on Aljazeera No one cares because they think That could never happen in America But who is in the kitchen Will be the ones to feel the heat And some takes life for granted That there will always be food to eat Now I look at hurricane sandy And the destructions that it has cause And I'm sure many of those affected Are those who was happy for the wars Innocent lives are lost in sandy And I feel the sorrow in my heart Some lost everything they have All I lost is gas for my truck to start Is this god's way of saying to all? Super powers nations of the world Change your evil ways today Or more natural disasters will unfold The people in war torn countries Their lifes seems to have no meaning They are being killed for just gathering Or even if they are having a wedding I wish i can make it stop now But my voices are just one And it hurt me to be so helpless While all these atrocities go on So sandy brings pain and emptiness Like no one believe it could do To people who think they were immune From feeling pain and suffering to Until the day Jesus returns to earth There will be wars and hurricanes Tsunamis, typhoons, earth wakes So till then we humans will keep suffering
I'm So Very Thankful… I'm so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he's created… His beauty is displayed! I'm so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I'm so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I'm so thankful for the beauty and glory he's shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I'm so thankful for the many things he's done for me… He's given me his love which flows abundantly! I'm so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He's taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I'm so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he's with me. And he'll never depart! I'm so thankful that you're reading what I've been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who's merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You'll allow Christ to have your heart "amended." Thank you Lord! For what you've done and are going to do… It's another way that I can say "I LOVE YOU!" Thank you Lord! For all that I've received and so much more… You've made my life complete… And are worth living for!
When you can longer run away from yourself When you thought there were no more tears to cry When you just want to die Living like this consumed by the façade of a million lies So many years, so many days Waking up to people who no longer care you're there You ask how can this be, one short organic vitality Wasted with living; the slowest way to die The shadows of shame weigh you down Until you drown, filled with only their hate All you can turns grey, and all you ever loved fades The agony is all you know, thank you pain A self-sadist Is all you have become, j ust how they showed you, craving so much more Just to hide up all of the misery But under cloth it still bleeds This is the Escapist's Plea For the one who fall to their knees in misery Trying to stay sane but fall under September's rain Dying from the invisible disease, only you can see Stigmatized by their sadistic need Only if I could just fly away ...Fly Away
What? You Really Don't Like Me? Is there something about me, that you don't like? If you seen me today… Would you want me to "take a hike?" Perhaps it's my personality, or a habit of mine. You can't stop talking about me, much of the time. Pointing out my faults to some of the people you know… The words you say are actually eating at your soul! Instead of loving me, the way God wants you to… You bring up things about m, you're not supposed to do! Have you ever just once, took the time to pray for me? Am I someone you want to be with for eternity? STOP! And think about the damage you've already done! Begin to pour out your heart to Jesus, God's son! May he help you to really LOVE me the way he does! The cross he bore was for you and I… Whom he loves! May your thoughts about me, make your heavenly father proud! I hope to see you as we meet Jesus one day… In the clouds! By Jim Pemberton
Sleeping Under the current We peer through empty window Shadows Twisted thoughts Of useless wishes Surrounding our minds Condemning Sunlight is setting on the horizon And a new day, has begun. And I feel it crawling Warmth soaking into my skin My eyes close As I'm smiling and thinking of you It's trying to tell me that My love is waiting Wanting So I fasten my pace To head into a new direction Twords you Later we are lying Caught up in the moment A silent fan Spinning upon the window sil We no longer linger our shadows They have been blown away And the silence is peaceful But still I fear the madness Of what's yet to come Unknown boundaries Someone always crosses the line Then the relationship turns spiteful. Will it happen? Or will it work The biggest mystery Each time We always learn to late But regardless Of possible failure Still we try Humans are so intriguing Under the current When a new love breaks out And I feel it crawling But I already know Even though it's under the current It's only a matter of time Lets just enjoy it.
How about them times! Some of them seem so goofy now, But what fun it was. How we laughed an laughed. What's missing now Is your face I was your ace. Not a foot print I wouldn't trace. Always wanted to be in your good grace. Never to act in hast. He would of never made it his place, To judge you; Is a lack of conversational taste. The fact that I adore you is but one of my truths. The way you shaped my views Puts others to waste. They have no clue to what the world holds outside of there face. I can help, But I'm not the man you where Dad. Sometimes I get so sad. And for real even mad. The world took the best person I ever had.
I was sexually abused as a child, raped molested, and threaten. I am not my abuse, am not the shame that was displaced on to me. I am a survivor and I am a champion. I am two tigers, I am freedom. I am love, beauty and joy. I am free of my pain but not my nightmares. I am a fighter, and my own hero. I have been to hell, and I dream of heaven. I am hope in my dreams and my future, I am not afraid to speak out. This is a poem about who I am, what has happen to me, this is not for me, but for those who are fearful to speak out- William P. Key
I once thought to have the world within my grasp, that all I needed I already had. I once thought to be unable to feel more happier than I was while you were around. Only way to make it better, was to change our worlds of ones and zeroes to contact of the flesh itself. Even though I realized it, I choose to deny it. I was sorely mistaken about you and I, and this and that. You smiled when you lied about your feelings. "I cannot give to you more than this" you said with an evil smirk while observing me from afar. The smirk, was it real or imaginated? I do not know, and I fear I will never know, my mind play tricks on me once and again. Misleading me to believe, like it allowed me to believe in your words. Words... Amazing how powerful it can be, use it well and one can find pleasure, use it well, and one can find the demise of the soul. leaving an empty husk behind, like you left me. An empty husk longing to be filled, once again, with the colors of joy. Coming from the other side of the world, I felt your words and disdain like piercing cold knives straight to my heart, once warm, now cold, since you left. And following your words you went away to never come back. Along with you, went away also the joy and happiness I dared to thought to be eternal, a sweet lie I was telling myself... Even today, after so long, I still think about you and I, your mesmerizing gaze that made me forget and float, your enchanting laughter and the warm and soft touch I told myself that you had. Touch that I will never feel, laughter I will never hear, again, and eyes that I will never meet, again. When you left, I was torn, between love and hatred. Now the hatred is gone and the love morphed to friendship, which I would like to share with you. The Mauritius girl, will my words reach you? I guess they will not, but I like to hope, to dream. Hopes and dreams, the accessories of the weak... A weak being, that I am, a being to be filled with fake bliss, five by day. Three by the sunrise and two when the diamonds imbue the skies. As like that, the curtains shall rise and fall before my eyes, at each passing empty day. And so I live on, even if that means to not have you anyway I can... The only way I can... For now, I just wonder, if will I ever find it again while I live? The joy and wonder, I mean. I ask this chair, I ask the other me on the looking glass and I ask my shadow. I guess these are the only companionships I will ever have until I meet my final doom. My shadow, my other broken me and this chair and my memories, of you and I...
My Madness, Me... Confined by this straight-jacket, strapped in, numb and dumbed, a washed-out, has-been, also-ran, body, eyes, the equilibrium of mind, rattling like stones in an old tin-can. Still, I am, I am, and I am unchained, my dreams taking flight, soaring, above these claustrophobic walls, of synapses, and dungeons of stone, swooping through green valleys, taking a detour to savour the joys, soaked in torrential, evergreen memories, of a younger man, with passion in his bone. I am. My wings unclipped, unshackled, free, I am, and though I am unable to see, I am. At long last, me...
Man's Afflictions and God's Salvation! I've seen and heard of many afflictions! Things happen in life, that need our attention! There are things that happen that bring despair. Wondering if anyone listens or even cares! There's a God in heaven who sees what's wrong! There are many things that don't belong! Evil moves with a power and destructive force! It comes in many forms, from an ungodly source! God knows what is happening and offers a plan! His gift of salvation is freely offered to man! His ways of living are at odds with this earth! Anyone can come to Christ, and receive a "new birth!" If life's heartaches and worries are pulling you down… There's a new life for YOU! Waiting to be found! Your afflictions, for God's healing, is for you to receive! Won't you reach out to him now? And simply believe? His gifts of mercy and hope, is what HE can give! He can totally transform you! And the way you live! His salvation, for life's heartaches, is freely yours! A new life with Jesus can be true and secure! By Jim Pemberton
Pain and disappointment were becoming my friends, My friends were with me constantly, always present, never relenting, Emotions were quickly giving way to hopelessness. There would never be joy, happiness would be fleeting, Hope had been swept away. The greatest struggle for any living being is survival Love does not accept demise easily Without warning Love finds a crack, There will be hope, there will be joy, dreams come true. Over the hill of my existence, strolling with refined elegance, exhibiting no rush, speed is not a concern, the laziness of beauty lights the fire of intrigue, dormant for an era, still viable, smoldering not yet extinct. Like crested curls of the ocean, the caress of desire, widen the crack to canyon. Love never dies. The graceful flow of hope initiates a sunrise, Slowly climbing in my life's night sky. Love never fails. Over the mountains of hurt, through the depths of pain, the warm glow of excitement, searches for reasons to remain. Excitement wanders over the landscape, leaving meadows of anticipation. Pressured past persists, but potential prevails. The melody returns, gliding on rhythm, slow, sweet, sensual. The flow defines exquisite. The breathe of intimacy constraints the hearts, into a fluidity, only known in this moment but reaching for a future. Every heart beat, two fade, in silence to all, they cry together. The gentleness of lovers, heals the scars. The intimacy of soul-mates, ignites the dreams. The rapport of friends, draws the souls. The belief of hearts, revives emotions. Swept Away is us captured. Swept Away is us. Swept Away is. Swept Away.
If We Lose Everything… There's Jesus! We have seen the destruction of various storms! They come swiftly and in many forms! So many people have lost everything they had. I see their look on t.v. And it's very sad! I wish I had the money to buy them a home. So many look lonely and feel all alone! I wish I could "wave a wand" and make it go away. I wish to encourage them, with what I have to say In spite of all of our nation's goals and ambitions. It can't make up for life's adversities and afflictions. Calamity and heartache can quickly appear! And much of what we have. can soon disappear! If I can encourage the many who've lost so much… I pray you'll be strengthened by God's loving touch! Won't you let him help pick up the "broken pieces?" He can bring hope and total completeness! He' can build and restore that which has been loss! He does it willingly! And already paid the cost! It may seem like you have just lost everything… You have no idea, what kind of comfort, Christ can bring! Won't you allow him to restore your life today??? He's more than able to do it, in a gentle and loving way! By Jim Pemberton
' How To Know A Friend … ' 60th Senryu How To Know A Friend: A Friend Visits, Now and Then Seeing How You Been
I Was Invited To Church… I was invited to church to watch a video presentation. I was told this would improve my "relations." I went and watched the video that was presented. The host did a good job and was to be "commended." I thought about this video and some of the other things. I wondered, "how much value to me does this really bring?" If it was a video that I wanted, I could just buy one. Why should I come to church to just try some? I thought church was meant to be a house of prayer. Now, it seems like on one really cares? It seems like God's holy word has been "substituted." By man's way of thinking that's often "instituted." Where is the holy awesome presence of God in all of this? Is it his presence and power that we truly miss? The power of Christ can do more than "man's presentations." We need to look to Jesus, and not "man's manifestations!" Let's get rid of the videos and seminars and seek God's throne! Let's look to spend time with God. And HIM alone! Let's get back to the power of God that is very real! Not just go by "how good we may feel!" God's presence can do more in a minute of time… More than all of the theology that's in your mind! Christ rewards all who diligently seek him! It's about time that we all humbly come to him? Let's seek the Lord while he may be found! And spread the good news of Jesus all over town! By Jim Pemberton
A kaleidoscope, a mixture of colors and light So hard to describe so hard to write Just like a life just like mine Here is mine my time to shine The colors change just like time A life goes on to hit its prime No matter what it keeps on changing Just like life keeps on arranging My story begins at age six When life was suddenly no easy fix The Kaleidoscope began to turn And its center began to churn My father left our family home He left alone to go and roam Suddenly the Kaleidoscope went dark Even now it's left its mark It remained unturned for about two years And the movement became quite severe My Mother moved away from home To improve her new teaching career The shades of blue came into play As most of my family had passed away My mother was strong and held my hand Even though nothing had gone as planned My family will always be in my heart Those small blue beads will play their part At that time I was almost nine I pretended that I was just fine The colors changed from blue to red I went on with almost no dread At age eleven I moved once more I moved again to the California core I spent the next year in shades of green All the kids were just too mean I went to Junior and then Senior High Then it was time to say goodbye The Kaleidoscope turned and made a painting My life became very entertaining That's when I met you for the first time My hope and happiness began to climb But My Father turned my Kaleidoscope for me And I asked and cried my pitiful plea On the weekends the kaleidoscope turns black With nothing there to change it back There are ups and downs, lights and darks With many blond moments and smart remarks My life will always be turning fast Even so I have time to look back at my past If I remember one thing it is that My life was nothing like combat But I still fought wars of my own Without them my world would still be unknown There is nothing quite like a kaleidoscope It's a symbol of change and hope I like to think my life is like this So look back and reminisce Look back at your thoughts and dreams But remember nothing is as it seems The Kaleidoscope will turn to show your past What was boring and what was a blast Mine shows everything you've done for me You showed me how fun life can be You made my life what it is now To this day I still wonder how Thank you for turning my Kaleidoscope And giving me strength and the power to cope You made my life a beautiful rainbow You deserve more than you will ever know
May Jesus Be Glorified! May Jesus be glorified! His enemies scattered! He's everything to me! And all that matters! Every battle in life… He's there with me! He is my protector… Because he loves me! He is my rock, high tower and my shield! Every evil sprit, to him, must yield! I've decided to join his army! The battle is won! Victory is assured! Through God's anointed son! My life with him, is eternally bliss! For he is mine! And I am HIS! By Jim Pemberton
Coming Out Of The Closet? Across this country, there's more people "coming out of the closet." Any sense of a Godly direction. They've seemed to have "lost it." Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed… Often bringing dishonor to God's holy name. Perhaps "going back into the closet," is where you need to be. And think for a minute….Where you'll spend eternity. God is still God. He is righteous but also holy and just. He asks all to give him our heart. Our obedience. And trust! Perhaps in the closet . A time of seeking God should be spent. A time to have fellowship... A time to repent. During this time you can spend with God…. And HIM alone. Asking him to bring peace, hope and love into your home. This closet can give you a "quiet time." A time "to be still." A time to seek God. And to do his will. May you allow your heart, toward HIM to be yielded and broken. And time to meditate on some of the words that he's spoken. If it's the closet that you truly want to come out. You can tell everyone: "Jesus IS what life is about!" Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within… As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin! Spending time with God… You'll be glad you did. His abundance and overcoming life… He'll freely give! God wants to be with you. By a "divine appointment." Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment! By Jim Pemberton
W. Wondering why your here still here very near O. Obviously knowing that you still very much care N. Now is not forever so I'll hold you right here D. Diamonds meant forever then we took a dare E. Eternity is ever lasting and neither of us could be there R. Ready to silence the never ending battle that we both now share I. Interested in falling in love N. Nestled in misery of our past love and holding it dear G. Guessing at a game that the rules arn't all that clear
Do You Listen to What God Has to Say? As I often watch the daily news. I hear about different stories and different views. I can't help but to wonder when some complain. Anything of God, many want to "contain." Many of people's thoughts bring a concern... When it comes to God's word. They have "their backs turned." While often, they speak of "tolerance" in their living... Only what they want to believe... Is what they are giving. This isn't a picture of "doom and gloom." But a "day of reckoning" is coming so very soon! God's word... Will you choose to ignore? When he comes knocking, at your heart's door? What will you believe, when God calls your name? Will you come to him? Or simply complain? You'll be by yourself at God's judgment day. When your name is called. What will you say? God's says: "My love for you will never end." Allow his word to guide you... And to be your friend! By Jim Pemberton
Are You Under A Cloud Of Suspicion? Do you feel you're under a "cloud of suspicion?" Despite all of your efforts and "best intentions?" Have others found you "guilty" by a word spoken? And this has left you hurt and your heart "broken?" Perhaps you've tried the best way you could. But you often feel misunderstood. You may feel "cast off." Alone and afraid… There's been many times you've cried and prayed! If you feel like your life has been "upside down." I know of someone who can turn your life around! His name is Jesus! He's done the same for me! The chains are gone. I've been set free! Any kind of "suspicions" will vanish and disappear! God's word can make HIS love so very clear! God's love and hope for you is powerful and evident! Won't you allow HIM to be your heart's "resident?" With Jesus… Through life's storms, you shall prevail! He is your best friend and will never fail! Jesus is the "antidote" in a hopeless situation! You can accept his gift of life and restoration! By Jim Pemberton
UNSUPPORTED CODE Jesus Is My Rock And Salvation! Jesus is my rock and my salvation! He brings me joy, in any situation! He is my strength and high tower! Behold his awesome love and power! He brings me comfort! When I am hurting! And speaks word of hope that are reassuring! He comes! And the darkness goes away! His glory brings hope and peace to my day! He comes! And brings words of encouragement! By his voice, he removes discouragement! He comes! Let the earth ring loud and clear! His coming is evident and so very near! He reigns! Behold his majesty and great power! He's here to take away my sin! This very hour! He's here! And desires to have fellowship with me! How I want to be with him! For all eternity! By Jim Pemberton
Your beauty is so soft like the clouds aloft or the pillows that lay atop our bed. This is where you share your soul with me Those burning desires fed. The pleasure, Is in way you love me. The way you talk, and interact In social fair. Fixed with poise and class. I'm always glad you're there. You fill those conversational gaps, and that complements me so well. Because, my mind is quick to lose track when conversations go stale. I think your goodness, and earthy nature was well cast at the hands of the unfathomable. It seems they have taken every precaution imaginable. And I'm left with the understanding there must be a higher power. Matching you and me, their finest hour.
WRONG TIME BORN Why can't a long dead poet be my friend Why does time cause a life of joy to end Why can't we spend three hours over tea Critiquing books and Greek philosophy Why am I living in this time Where doing well is thought a social crime Where words are numbers posing with a face I am so lonely ---always out of place Why can't I touch minds --- soar and crave-- Who'll Teach my wayward crazy thinking to behave Why can't I live a simple life without a phone Why do I always feel so sad and all alone There must be someone else who stalks at night Raging against a fate that kills delight Meanwhile I search with dynamite to find Some soul compelled be a friend of mine
Please tell me what you see. Am I the lost and lonely? Do you love me out of pity or do you see the real me? I am alone and wondering if my love is real, Or if you just know how I feel. My feelings have got in the way. I can't tell what day is today. I cannot tell the truth from what you say. I am being honest, I solemnly promise. I love you for what you do, I love you through and through. You have showed me from the start, You have showed me what is in your heart. You cannot fake life's fate, You cannot blame life's shame. We stand together, always and forever. You are to me, my friend and lover Always and forever.
There's a healing Jesus! He's alive today! He's here now! And can take all sickness away! There's a loving Jesus! He can cleanse your soul! He is more faithful, than you will every know! There's a merciful Jesus! He can change you within! By his blood, you can know you're born again! There's a powerful Jesus! He alone reigns supreme! He's the alpha and omega! And can do anything! There's a gracious Jesus! He's so loving and kind! His dedication to us all, has stood the test of time! Won't you come to Jesus! And receive him too? He's knocking at your heart's door… Waiting for YOU! Won't you experience Jesus! And all he has to give! He can make you a new person! Each day that you live! By Jim Pemberton
Love is an unspoken form of maschism And it's slowly killing me inside. Each minute of silence A lost beat of my heart. My ribs are all knives now Stabbing my flesh and making it bleed. My heart feels vast, hollow Cold, Like a hundred story skyscraper- its residents packed up and left suddenly with out so much as a note on the door And their rent unpaid. And each day my skin screams and tries to escape my body and I saw at it with broken glass in an attempt to set it free but I can't. I am trapped. And our love is the five ton anchor pulling me beneath the waves. Our love is the air bubbles frothing from my mouth and the cries of my lungs as they are filled with the sea. And our love is the smile on my face that doesn't dare fade despite the pain. Our love is the hope that soon I won't need to breathe. That the chains will break and set me free To wash ashore with the millions of others and watch them stand up and brush the sand from their hair and turn to bask in the sun's embrace. Our love is what breaks my legs, keeps my back to the sun and my eyes locked on the dark waters in the hopes that you will emerge and grasp my hand and help me stand! Our love will starve me And burn me And deprive me of sleep. I will die for our love before I leave this shore without you by my side. And maybe, Just maybe,k I can smile for once without the pain.
Through the darkness And through the pain Through the starkness of love's refrain Through the pitfalls and the blues Through the fears And every tear through the years Through it all, ....there was always you. Through the wonder Of childhood laughter And all the blunders that came soon after Through the good and bad times too Through the fight And the twilight through the night Through it all Lord, ...thank you for You. Timothy I Brumley
Why You, Why Not Me A friend-less/Pen less/Friend --------- Some-thing that a young aspiring writer Would say to an well established -POET OF THE PEOPLE- ------ *****How do I get a " Poetic License " ------ *****In sending off... How long will it take.... ------ *****Where do I get the Poetic License ------ ******How much dose it cost? ANSWER; It takes's time, business and a steady relationship..... GF
Those Distant African Nights... 1. The shadows swayed in your candlelit room, a cool breeze teasing your bare back, streaks of lightning forked in the Johannesburg night, as my hands stroked your hair, kissing your soft mouth, holding you, ever so tight. 2. You whispered that you loved me, and I kept silent, the rain fell, shadows danced, thunder rolled, the breeze teased your naked back, you whispered that you loved me, as my lips found yours, the rain washed over our tender nights, lightning and candlelight, etching poems on your burnished skin, yet, a fear gnawed at me, deep within. 3. We parted ways, and you could never forgive me, you said, now, after numberless thunderstorms, the rain that falls, echo the countless tears that I have shed. 4. You are long gone, far away, happy, I pray, yet the memories persist, those precious moments shall never, ever, like the Jo'burg rains, trickle away, and I wish you well, for loving me as you did, for it was I who was not worthy, then, and it is I who is not worthy, now... 5. You were always true, it was I who always, always, refused to, to give myself, completely to you.
What God's done for me… Is hard to explain it. When it comes to his love… I can't "contain it!" The love he brings and the peace untold… Is very precious. And worth more than gold! Without him in my life… What would I do? He brings new meaning to the words; "I LOVE YOU!" Just to know him and the beauty there is in his name… He brings to me comfort and joy... This is why he came! I'll accept his gift of eternal life today! And allow his presence to brighten my day! A relationship with him is his divine will… To the storms of my life… He speaks; "peace be still!" As I allow him to make my life complete within… A beautiful relationship with him begins! He is my God! My provider! And so much more! He's here right now. What am I waiting for??? By Jim Pemberton
If you believe I was born to fall in love with other men Then, you're not familiar with this life No one is ever born into this filthy sin If it's so, there's was no need for the one called "Jesus Christ" Make no bones about it, we deny Him, when we chose to chose this choice As it is, to hide our guilty conscience and pretend to make peace with it We begin by convincing ourselves that the wrong is merely right And you joined in…with the conspiracy, thinking you were being such a good friend but, instead you helped in making iniquity normal in the end I begged! I pleaded for months with my accomplices! "Please, please repent"! I wanted to embrace what's light and out all these lies! The propagandas of homosexuality! But, then ones who yelled out acceptance loudest were the ones who then, threatened … To shorten my life's and its own expectancies "No, the truth can't get out" they said. Oh! The evil of this society But, now we have to emulate the lie by teaching it to our very little kids Why must we take away their innocence? Why must also start putting confusion into teens? Guess what? If you're not born with it, you can now choose a gender in an elementary classroom quiz God, I am only twenty four years old… Why couldn't I understand what I was doing before it grew too late? I know you love me but, before I loved you, I so much more loved the world In my end, I am glad to have found a true friend and I'm sure he'll miss me as he relates my confession, of a young man who died from aids. This piece is a confession related to me, from a young man named "John" whom I spoke with for several months on Sundays after church. "The whole lifestyle is akin to a brainwashing by peers and one's self" said John. ©copyright 1996
I Once Loved to Tell Others Of Jesus! I once told others of Jesus! As a young boy... Witnessing for Christ, Is what I enjoyed! I told others of a time to repent... I loved to talk about Jesus, wherever I went! As the years went by, And I grew old. The things of God, I had no longer told. A coldness in my life, began to brew. Even God's word… I no longer knew. I only talked about God to people in the church. In my heart, was a hunger for a new search. A search to return to Jesus! My lost love! I fell on my knees! And cried to God above. I began to confess, to God, everything! A new love for him I knew he would bring. I began to feel his love come all over me. The chains were now gone! I was set free! If a coldness for Jesus dwells in you. Remember his love is faithful and true! Please come to Jesus! And be cleansed within! And experience the joy of being born again! By Jim Pemberton
The Things In Life That Really Matter… Beyond the daily business and all of it's "chatter." Have you thought about the things that really matter? Would your answer be the family, money, or fame? Or would it be something that you can't name? I often hear talk of living "the American dream." But there's many people that don't have anything! There are those who do well. Others do not. Many live for today without a second thought. Those things we hold as important can disappear. We can quickly lose what we hold so dear. The most important thing that needs to be known. You need to make Christ the Lord of your home! Jesus Christ and his love is a treasure to hold! What he gives is more valuable than the purest gold! Christ and his word is what we need to build on! He alone is the only one you can truly depend on! As you "prioritize" things... Please take a moment. Think about Christ love! And his atonement! Think about what Christ offers to you instead. Think about where you'll be after you're dead! Jesus Christ always will be the one for me and you! What matters the most is Jesus. That's true! By Jim Pemberton
Someone recently asked me; "how are you?" I said, "fine." But this person never knew. I wasn't doing fine… Not one single chance. He didn't know my life's circumstance… Little did he know of the many problems inside. For so long, this was something I wanted to hide! I've had so many problems and struggles within. I don't know where to start. Or where to begin! I once thought I had "the whole world by the tail." Now, no matter what I tried … I simply failed! My job and family began to disappear all around me! The emptiness and loneliness seemed to surround me! It's hard to put it into words. And difficult to explain.. It seems like tomorrow, it will all be the same! I come to YOU Jesus! I have no one else to turn to! I ask for your help now! I disparately need you! You know my problems, and sins of the past... Will you love and have mercy on me? Is what I ask! I'm thankful to you Jesus! And the peace you bring! I give to you my whole life, and everything! I could never fool you! You know me inside and out! I know now, that you are what true life is all about! I want to invite you in! As my lord and guest.. I know you'll take care of me, and clean up "the mess." You're the only one I can trust in my darkest hour! My life shall be changed! by your blood cleansing power! By Jim Pemberton
She comes out the drive way And she turns the radio on It's the same old radio station But now the country music's gone She though she made a mistakes She stops on the side of the street They were playing new music Not the familiar country beat She comes to New York City After she graduate Opportunity comes knocking A job offer that just couldn't wait She always misses the country It's where her heart and soul belongs But now she's going back to Tennessee New York stops playing country songs She said the New York City lights Are starting to hurt her eyes She needs to see the mountains Under the big blue sky's She got lose between her ambition's And the wealth of Wall Street She climbs the ladder of fortunes But she was not complete And the old country songs And the only thing that keep her sane But New York stops playing country She going back to Tennessee again She's feels like a shell in the ocean New York City makes her feel so small This small town girl from Nashville Is going back to the place that started it all To feel the Tennessee rain on her head And the green grass under her feet The cool waters of the Tennessee Lakes And the friendly people down Memphis Street She always felt like a stranger in New York And now she knows that for sure And its times to leave the city New York don't play country no more Please don't get me wrong New York City you are so is lovely So good bye miss statue of liberty Hope your green face don't cry for me She looks over the Manhattan Going home in the plane Maybe one day she will come back When New York start playing country again She steps out of the log cabin And feel the dew on the ground And on the radio inside Playing that familiar old country sound
Do You Appreciate What God Has Given? Think about the days you've been livin.' Do you appreciate what God has given? He's give to us all a beautiful earth! And provided the opportunity for your birth! He sent his only son who bled and died! His life for yours, the day he was crucified! He has even given to you, his Holy Spirit! An everlasting life with him, he freely gives it! He's given to you, his word, so you can read it! Whether you want to or not. You need it! What more could one ask of a God who's kind? His faithfulness has stood the test of time! Won't you accept the fact, that he loves you? He offers eternal salvation, because he wants to! Won't you come to him with an appreciation? And receive his mercy, love and redemption? You'll be thankful and grateful to know… That day you allowed God to make you whole! By Jim Pemberton
What's Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I've read God's word, and it's clearly spoken… What's done in secret… Will come out in the open! I've been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a "crime?" "Nobody's watching" was the thought pondered… As my mind began to "explore and wander." It didn't take long for my life to go "off course." By a powerful wind of temptation's force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This "secret" held on, and wouldn't go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This "secret" remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn't fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I'm giving my life to God! He'll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I've no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He's my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton
Living In The Last Days… I believe that according to what God's word says… We are living in "the last days!" People often call good… Evil And evil… Good. Too often God's truth is misunderstood! Many turn God's truth into corruptible lies… And do what's pleasing to their own eyes! Many just seem to fail to understand… The darkness that covers much of our land! Many desire affection from "others features." But have become sin-filled "fallen creatures!" Our days are very short and we don't have many! Will anyone live for Jesus? Are there ANY? The truth of God's word must be our source! It will help us to overcome sin's "evil force!" God's power is awesome and is presence so real! Behold the God of Abraham. Jacob and Israel! He is our only hope and our true redemption! Today can be the day of your salvation! By Jim Pemberton
I called someone that I had worked with But, he was not there. I spoke instead to his wife at the time I guess I just didn't care. I was in a place called DEPRESSION, A sorrowful, dark, and deep kind of pit. Of course I never knew it at the time I just wanted to climb out of it. My friend's wife let me talk for a while, When all of a sudden she spoke. "Don't do it, Dan", was all she said On my own words I began to choke. "Do what?" I asked quizzically As I knew not of what she meant. "I know what you're thinking to do" Came her words like a jackhammer's vent. "I tried suicide once", she said "But someone found me after I took those pills. Only through their intervention, Was I saved from the Devil's will." She then proceeded to express to me That things need to be dark before they get light. I thought a great deal about it then, As I stayed up for most of the night. I realized that I would have killed myself Had I not made that one phone call. If she had not answered the phone, I would not be here relating this to you at all. She made me realize that when things get bleak And you feel so fearful and alone. There is someone who is there for you And that light to me was once again shown. I don't know if she knows how much that call meant In keeping me alive to this day. I have written a little about it, In "Even Angels make Lemonade". Yes, she was an angel sent by God To answer my call that night. I have spent my life trying to rebuild from there Trying hard to make things right. I haven't been as successful as I wished In doing some of the things I wanted to do. But that conversation has helped me be unafraid To write this and tell it to you. I have done something I wanted to do And each time I do, it does my senses excite You see, I now put words down for others And hope they read what I write. It matters not if they like my words Or the emotions that have made them flow. I only want to help someone else as she did Over a silly phone call...that night so long ago.
Your unwavering stance Occupied a barren region, Lingering there like a withering flower Before you ultimately departed; I suffered beforehand – Missing our laughs, and talks, And trips to new places - I endured your scarcity, I mourn we loss the time To conquer our declining bonds Previous to your leaving, and you Finding a new dwelling place, Somewhere I cannot visit – presently; The ever unfathomable crevice Between us - Befalls a mystery to me, I meditate upon the why. What threw us into that chasm? Our not holding each other dear, Dropping us into that never ending abyss - I assumed it would pass with the rain, Then we would have another day, Another laugh, another talk, one more hug. It never came to pass - With great sadness – Tears grasp around my throat, my mind, my heart. I shake my head and I say, "Not". It is a battle I fight each night, How I wish it naught!! My peace I fight to keep; And yet, I cry every night.
Love is not just what you want to get out of being with another person, but what you want another person to get out of being with you.
They said I was young, they said I was foolish As I made many mistakes of all types They misunderstood; I was taking those risks To find some purpose in my life They said I was strong for succeeding in life And never being mentally frail They misunderstood; I worked my hardest To make sure I would never fail They said I was foolish for trying to win you over, For thinking a chance with you was even true They misunderstood; I could never ignore The beauty God had given to you They said it was amazing, despite all the turmoil We had made it for so long They misunderstood; for us it was as easy As discerning right from wrong They called me caring, loving, and charming And being the best husband there could be They misunderstood; I was just trying to give back The love you had bestowed onto me They called me lost, deranged, insane That I was living the epitome of a lie They misunderstood; I was just in denial That you had left my life and died They called me pitiful for weeping at the funeral For not being able to stay through it all They misunderstood; I wanted you alive I wish I had taken the fall They said I was crazy for jumping off that building At the age of thirty seven They misunderstood; I was trying to get to you So we could be together again in heaven
God calms the raging waters and stormy seas. He replaces life's storms with a "gentle breeze." He brings stability and speaks; "peace be still!" This is his purpose for you! And his will! He brings victory to the battles within… And takes away eve the darkest of sins! He is what you need! This very hour! He can do all this for you! He has the power! He is our refuge… A present help in trouble! Though the oceans shake and mountain rumble! Why not steer into his harbor of safety, during this time? You'll find he's patient, understanding and kind! He's is calling you now... And knocks at your door. What In the world… Are you waiting for??? By Jim Pemberton
A Chance Meeting A mischievous smile And daring eyes We met in the prime Of our intricate lives A gentle, touching caress Inflamed our needs and desires A complex, intrepid dance Our hearts devised Both afraid to surrender our hearts Tripping on our past endeavors We dared to love without restraint Only to be caught in our own constraints And so, we parted that night With a hollow promise of future delight Both living our lives apart As we have, lonely, from the start Regretting nothing for taking a chance Our lives & souls truly enhanced. rlm 08/21/08
I encircle myself with friends, who bemuse but still amuse me, Who stimulate and stir my imagination, Whose very existence adds to my life's essence; Choosing to eliminate those who disturb my aura. I prefer to avail myself of only those Who barge into my life, full of vim and vigor. Ready to slay dragons or soar on angel wings, Saving rain forests or kittens trapped in trees. I am elated to be part of camaraderie Whose totality is comprised of love and goodwill, Where freedom is a blessing as well as a choice, Refusing to fathom a life devoid of such motivated stimuli.
You win I give in Just friends I will take My heartache And try to begin To live again I lose You choose To live alone So I am gone You don't want me Or what we could be This I clearly see I win I'll love again My heart to give To love and live A new day You'll pay With loneliness Missing my kiss You lose Remember whose Heart was true To only you You threw away The love I gave Think of me Mr. Lonely
You whispered in my ear, a breathy secret, hushed. "I love you", you murmured. I said nothing, lost, in your arms, I found a home. At last. "I love you", you said, I said nothing, lost in my thoughts, I found peace. At last. "I love you", you said, words failed me then. They still do.
It's mid-October, and the cool morning air refreshes and replenishes the players as they march across a muddy lacrosse field, the low sun that manages to peek through the gray clouds glistening off the beady surface of grass blades. The stage is set for glory.
Christopher, a name i know so well He, the person, claimed i knew him well Really it was nothing more than a girly fantasy Intentionally being stubborn, masking our affection So in love was i, one could call it an ecstasy True friends were we, love was an infection Opposition came, we stood strong Prosperity followed, but not once did we stand down He knew me well, knew how to make me smile or frown Experience is the best to teach man the meaning of love Reality remains, it is best to lose a love than never to have one to lose.
Do You Seek God's Holiness? There are many in church That don't seem to be concerned... Holiness in their lives must be learned. Many attend each Sunday, and go to every class. But outside church, their spiritual life burns out fast. Many think they're doing fine and "o.k." As long as they give money and sing and pray. They listen to God's word, and read the verses... You can see their Bibles under their purses! A sense of excitement stirs each Sunday morning. But many fail to heed God's somber warning. Without holiness, no one shall enter God's throne. If Jesus came today... Many would left alone! God knows the heart of man is wicked deep within. That's why Jesus said: "YOU MUST be born again." Be separate from the world's wicked and sinful ways. "Be ready for my coming" is what Jesus says. At God's house, his divine judgement shall start. Live for Jesus NOW—love him with all of your heart. Keep this important thought in mind. If he came now... Would you go? Or be left behind? By Jim Pemberton
You asked if I was okay I held my tongue on fine. Why lie, Muttering There's been better days. When people say, I'm here if you need to talk. Once it was, lets take a walk. Now I'm instantly suspect. If I tell you, You mite always see the pain in my eyes. Trust me You don't want to carry this around inside. It will push you away!> Always> Without fail, always attempt, but to no avail. Emotional ills!~ Wait I forgot to take me pills. I sip from my paper cup. Then hold it up. And say the ocean will never fit! A clue to the tears I've cried. Most of my life. Though I drew a map on your hand, you seem to of lost your compass. Wondering aimlessly, against a head wind. Sailing through the dark emotional clutter of rotating image boxes, a float on a metaphorical ocean In my head. Playing film of all the secrets that plague my mind. I mite show you In time…
This is the story of 'the twitch'. We have all had it: That bit of movement before we sleep. We have been awakened by it when we were younger. . . it threw our arm out to catch us before we fell out of bed. It was even younger than that for us. It was sometimes confused with a kick -- from our mothers' tummies to the swaddle of blanket. As we grew, the arm no longer flew. . . and thus. . . 'the twitch'. It is thought that we started with a parting of the energy that mathematicians make Einsteins of, or, sounds of the aria that Mozart'd into our echoes of the day -- a marriage of concept and conceptual. It took us through the outreach of awkward doubt. . . brought us 'round the curve of nerve for monkey bars toward the first dance; drew blood in our mouths before we got the first punch – given/taken. The part of 'the twitch' that is worthy of noting now is that it has never wanted to be caught: It wanted more than nothing to be left alone – perhaps; conceived that it would be an occasion for cause. . . effect – the drive our parents tried to delay with Dr. Seuss and Disney books. A teenage indifference took us away from it. We all fall asleep. . . as we've always done. The story of 'the twitch' begins at the thumb; carries on. . . for the course of fingers it touched. Brings us a little closer to the edge of our beds.
I saw you today On this day I feel new No longer blue, or sad or any of those emotions I sometimes have There was some forgiveness, in your voice Those words danced on the lobes of my ears I was quiet too the moment absorbing Then the tears You said, I believe you
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Comforting words Smooth, quiet tones Reassurance complete confidence Long nights spent reasoning In total understanding Twin thoughts twin minds twin miseries and twin fates Now it's so quiet Too quiet Complete and utter silence.... Oh my God, What happened to the good old days When we both made sense?! Lost in blurry dreams of childhood Colorful, wonderful, windy days Subconscious cradled memories of the times when we were eachother's only friends Only you, the sky the earth and me... No betrayal No lies No fire No hate No regrets. I think I can understand why you won't face me But your sudden silence is so confusing Did you ever know me well enough to know my affection for ultimate honesty? If you wanted me to go away why didn't you just say something? Only this emptiness is left Inconsolable grief... For what never again can be No warning No parting words No ceremony You went and had the funeral for our friendship but did not invite me From the start I thought these ways would always be But in the end, All I wanted, my friend was to say goodbye. I can't trust anyone anymore anyway All alone again shame on me
I know that there is something you have on your mind. why don't you tell me exactly what's wrong? I know that you suffer pretend to be strong. Crashing and burning your wings fall apart. Can't help but to notice your eyes show the pain. You wrestle with notions that make you insane. You stare at the curtains. You stare at the floor. So we look into nothing that's shown from the door. We ask cause we to to help find a cure. It's not a bother just talk when you can.
I need no contest to write a poem. The soul of my heart is where I call home. I just look inside this very minute. And then I know that I can win it. It's not that contests are not a good thing. But competition and rules never make my heart sing. I know a girl who writes everyday. Inspired by contests, she has lots to say. I love this involvement with rythem and rhyme. My only complaint is, I've not enough time. But if you've inspired me, thank you so much. It's kind of like dating and having to go dutch.
God Is Our Refuge (In The Time Of Trouble) God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46
I guess you could call me a silly guy For humor is how I get through the day. I love telling stories, writing poetry, and romance Each in its own separate way. I could be called a "Hopeless Romantic" As I have always been sentimental inside. I learned that feeling growing up Watching my parents, and their worlds collide. I knew my Dad better than anyone...I think He and I worked together for some time you see. And when he died at an early age Everyone seemed to be in tears but me. Of the six kids in our family growing up I had a brother named Ron that I was closest to. He had a sense of humor and devotion to his family And he would always find strange things for us to do. We loved driving around in his old MG When it worked it could do no wrong. He took me for rides I'll never forget To teach me his favorite Irish drinking songs. His death really put me on the writer's path As I eulogized him with "Remembering Ron". But afterward I could not stop the words from coming out As if a spigot had deliberately been turned on. So I have written poetry, stories, and a few songs too I'd like to publish something some day. Getting to read and write here on the Soup Pehrhaps, I will finally find the way. I believe in the goodness of man's inner soul And that God intended for us to be happy here. The love of Wife, Child, and Family Just make me want to stand and cheer! I'd like to see us not have wars Or even have cross words with others we meet. Sometimes I plead my case in the words that I write And sometimes, the proverbial "Dead Horse" do I beat. I look at history as a great learning tool For I've studied Antropology in college you see. And all the past comes into the present time At least, it does for me. So I will write works about historical things As much as I write about family, love, emotions, and silliness too. Just so others can get some insight into me And perhaps their own lives as they should do. I don't know who will read my work Or if they benefit at all from the things I say. I only know that this passion to write Is one that is here to stay. Some people think I'm kind of grumpy I guess that is also true. But the words I write fill that void inside me This is but one more poem...for you.
It Cost Something To Follow Christ! When Christ chose to die for us on the cross. He knew what it meant. He knew what it cost. When I chose to give my life 100% to him. I knew that a new journey was about to begin. It cost something to follow Jesus. It really does! It begins to happen when we give him our love! It cost giving up a life that I was living before! It meant giving up many "pleasures" and much more! It cost some of my friends, and many bad habits! A new life in Christ... I want to have it! Whatever it may have cost… I count all I've gained! I've discovered the beauty there is in Jesus' name! I've found a new way of living that I never had. I'm rejoicing in knowing Christ! I am so glad! The tempter often comes and reminds me of my past. I remind him that I have a life in Jesus that will always last! I'm not perfect. I still have a long way to go! But I have a peace and satisfaction within my soul! I'm grateful to Christ. Words cannot fully express. With him in my life. I am so blessed! Whatever I lost. Whatever the cost. I count it all joy! The principles of God's word is what I seek to employ! God is my shining light and is always around me! I am so glad I know him and that he found me! By Jim Pemberton
I do not know what tomorrow will bring But today, oh today, just let us sing Songs of life and all its creative potential We are spirits born of something truly transcendental In the world, not as one, together we all live We feel the pain, we feel the joy; we take and we give Some are bad, some are worse, but we share the same soul To see past form, the transparency of life, some strive for this goal We are alive, not then and there, but here and now But perception blinds us; only seeing what it will allow We have so much more locked deep inside We mustn't be afraid, we have nothing to hide For all hopes and sins are shared; part of the human condition If we do not strive to grow, we will fight a war of endless attrition Arrested development; so much potential gone unnoticed We live in our habits and regret moments missed If we go inside and nurture that strength We can be calm in the storm, no matter the length Discover what brings this out of you Because it's through action that makes this true
Who Can You Really Trust? During these days of stress and uncertainty. Many people are looking for a security. There's a lot of families that feel forsaken. Many things they hold as precious, have been taken. Many lives end in suicide after much despair. Often wondering if there's anyone who cares.. Many trust the government. Wherever it leads. Trusting someone to come and meet their needs. Those whom we count on as being our friend. Will often "let us down," in the end! Things and people that we have given our trust. Have often left us behind, in the dust. There's someone you can trust and count on! His name is Jesus! He's one that you can depend on! He's more secure than the gold at Fort Knox! He waits at your heart's door and patiently knocks. Won't you invite him in? And begin to trust him? Won't you give him your heart ? And love him? He's 100% faithful and steadfast and secure. His living water is one hundred percent pure! He is what you need. And so much more! He is what your life was really meant for! Trusting God can be yours and mine! Won't you trust him? While there's still time? By Jim Pemberton
Small, beautiful face stares up at me When did you become so exquisitely you (so entirely other than me)? I've spent my life consumed in myself You, the rock in the background of my sorrow (listening, understanding, comforting) The waves of my emotions and actions Rolling off you Leaving you the same (innocent, sweet, content). Lie. What a lie. Sailing through scenes of times that seem to float up from another lifetime I realize that rock was alive-- The back of a sea turtle (head tucked inside) Who felt every tear and cut Who love and love and love And grew You are you (so fundamental and yet amazing) With worries and dreams so unconnected to me No longer my shadow But always my sea turtle
Loneliness is a powerful thing... It always hurts your feelings When somebody tells you wrongs About your beliefs... When someone stabs you verbally And emotionally scarring you for years. All those fears, turn into fear of Being true and strong-willed for yourself... Other people may never remember your pain, And pretend it was nothing like they took it in vain. Loneliness kills you when you see What others might have and you ask "Why can't that be me?"... Guiltiness of envy causes even more loneliness, The kind of feeling that tells What kind of spells negative thoughts put on you... Forcing you to believe That what if everyone hates you. Feeling hurt and corrupted after hearing others... Saying you're bad to others, Making you think "They don't understand anything..." Feeling ignored and bored When you start to feel left out, You start to doubt about the friends you have. (Any kind of) Loneliness is a powerful thing...
Yesterday, I thought I seen the back of your head, I felt my mind shook as I started to dread, That you were there, But then I realized, It wasn't you. As I left the airport, I got into a truck, that was just like yours, Then all my emotional sores started hurting again. And later on, after seeing, That the friend I wanted to have all to myself in high school, Already had someone to be best friends with, I held back my tears, And fear that maybe I'll never recover From these emotional issues that seem to go on forever. And I feel like I can't keep myself together... Especially when I see two siblings who love one another, Wishing my siblings were close to my age, Then I wouldn't have ever felt like I was in a lonely cage, Envying those who get to have a younger sibling jump into their arms, Whenever I see them at school... She always felt like a little sister for me, I want to protect her, But nowadays, I don't like the way she is some times, And I feel confused, and lonelier when I see that she Likes her other friends more than me. Yet again, more envy, And I feel guilty realizing it's wrong for me to be jealous In friendship... I'll make sure our friendship never ends, But I know that my loneliness will never disappear, And I will never be able to reappear, In school with her again, it hurts, Especially when I don't have someone to share the suffering Of high school work and gym. I still feel hurt and sad, everything in elementary, That made me glad will be pushed away, And I'll probably feel alone everyday... Just like the old days, when I cried at night... And my alarm clock was my nightlight... Now I need Him, to keep me safe, And be my light, Because the hurt that I often feel Is an inner fight for life!
Has the Glory of God Left the Church? Before the next church service gets started… Should it read, on the door; "God's glory has departed? " Many come to worship and don't even know. That's God's glory left such a long time ago. Many build their Sunday experience on "past traditions." Built on man-made rules and "false expectations." They don't want to hear the gospel of holiness! "It may offend." Their pastor no long preaches on what the Bible says is sin. Some have been going to church for many years. Still looking for teachers with "itching ears." Is the true presence of God is no longer there? It's no longer found in their worship or prayer. God's judgment shall begin at this very place. It hasn't happened yet, because of his unfailing grace. If God's presence has been left from your life as well, Remember his love for you will, never fail. Seek his awesome presence each day you live! He gave his son for you! What more could he give? Won't you see his glory this very hour? And be renewed by his word and life-changing power! By Jim Pemberton
knobby-knee'd, toes that stop bend and pick up penny, marble, rock outside chalk on concrete, begging, for me to turn around for one more try
Sharing cold kisses and another numb f*** I don't want a future, dear I guess you're out of luck Where there used to be electricity all there is is stale breath So touch my darkened heart goodbye I'm sorry we part before death Love should never be a chore I care, but like you're a brother And incest isn't really my thing So you'll have to love another
What if Christmas wasn't here? What if Christmas disappeared? Whenever December came... It just wouldn't be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? The true meaning of Christmas would be in danger! If this happened... There would be no nativity. We wouldn't have Christ' peace and tranquility! It's almost like this now! It's an "ever increasing business." It seems like nearly everyone wants "Christ out of Christmas!" Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it's true meaning? The very words; "Merry Christmas," seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; "Happy Holiday." For fear they may "offend." Having a "holiday" without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior's birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let's not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he's done. As we bring honor to Christ. God's precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton
The familiar phrase in Italian, 'ciao' closely links me to human understanding, that relationship within one's sanctuary highlights its meaning of joy and bonding. It's a friendly salutation, a common greeting, I like it as a cultured, ethical person, I like it as a way to wish someone With great respect and importance. It makes me feel happy and recall those beautiful people I met before they're real and caring souls suffused with love and fear of God. Perhaps others may wonder wy I always mention them; trough words and even in writing tey really deserve this revelation. My friends in Brescia, Italy Knew well that journey to be true As friends or persons with faith a gateway to sacred relationship. Our friendship has gone through the years, wth some gray hair and physical changes yet in spite of distance and pregnant pause we've remained good and loving friends. Up in the hill where I spent some days with them I came to know more their own struggle having a family with kids growing I could imagine the need to be strong. Luigi and Patrizia, their names so beautiful with their children – Alessandro and Claudia who are truly precious gifts, a continuation; the answer to their own vision and expectation. I hope to visit them again in the near future they're special people to my heart and soul; their countless kindness and thoughtfulness will always make me remember their deep 'ciao.'
Little Jenny was always found to be very prim and proper/ Outside reading her cook book by Betty Crocker/ Lazy Mary Sat on the lazy suzanne, Butch Malone was their next of kin kissing cousin, Along with Mary this made up the famed dirty dozen ! That sand box experiment really made us laugh/ Shortly after gym class, Butch Malone along with the famed Benjamin Bankhead/ Jimmy Foley the local guitar player knew, The pathway in life that we should choose/ Often he would be found taking a tremendous dump in the boy's urenil ! The path of least resistance sought about from a chosen few, Often he would appear in shepherds clothing similar to little boy blue ! Playing guitar like he's going out of style ! That sandbox experience was designed to distract all the teacher's ? We set up stuffed dummies just to look like real people, Right underneath the bleacher's ! Old man Winter's who worked for Mr. Kazoo knew the score/ Very often he was being seen outside the local liqour store, Lest I emplore, The sand box experiment was in full swing on that one particuler day/ Butch Malone thought he was the real king ? That was until Mrs. Maloney saw him through the window ! Next the time was drawing near/ Then so was that dinner bell, Mrs. Maloney started talking to all those dummies, Next thing you know she had tripped over little Johnny ! He was stuffed that was/ Flying three feet high in the air she had fell right on her face ! What a social disgrace ! Yet what had happened to Butch Malone ? Like a little dog without his bone/ He pee pee'd his pants then cried all the way home ! The next day when Mrs. Maloney got her second wind/ She didn't even know where to begin/ For that little stunt the whole class was suspended for the day, Yet for the gang including Butch Malone what did they say ? All in all the sandbox experiment really did make their day !
So interesting... I look at my memory sheet I sigh Those words are so.....late Why did you wait? What were you thinking....seriously?! The setting was awkward but... :-) will definitely be memorable. I look at my memory sheet... you struggle for words to describe a connection i hide painfully i watch you my moments are few I look at my memory sheet hoping that one more line could be added until there's reason to pull it out again.
the man I feel is not the man who sends me emails in my letter file he proves he likes to keep his distance the man I speak to is a personality who will reciprocate in my mind he can become complete the perfect friend
What Have I Done For Jesus??? I'm trying to remember the things I've dreamed of… There so much I haven't done, that I can think of! I'm trying to remember when I was just a young boy… There were things in life that I really enjoyed! But, as I grow older, and it's all done and said… I feel more aches and pains each time I get out of bed! This old body of mine is growing very weary and old. I don't have a lot of time, as I have been told! There's one area in life, where I've fallen short of a goal… I haven't given God a chance to redeem my soul! I suppose I've been too prideful and stubborn at best… I need to give God my life, and let him take care of the rest! Dear Jesus, I come to you now and confess my sinful ways! I accept you as my Lord and savior, for the rest of my days! Please come lord Jesus, and bring your healing deep within! Cleanse and change me, and take away all of my sin! You're what I need! And are truly my best friend! How I love and appreciate you! Again and again! By Jim Pemberton 09/29/13
Autumn comes I stand watching the leaves..thinking The breath leaves my body unseen But as the mercury drops and as I ponder my place. I notice all I think all I feel. Right there on the window before me. To others it's just a mist caused by cooling or heating or both. A chilhood whimsical game"oh boy look it's cold" To me that mist is all, your name , your face, Our time. I want to wipe it away this physical aberation of all unseen in my heart. I see it all the pain the love the heartache everything in a small whitish cloud on a simple window. My hand reaches pauses oh so this is what you look like. Oh if it was so easy to be done. The mist fades rapidly with every lonely wasted breath. Making an apperance oh so briefly. What ever course I take to wipe away or to gently touch the mist. Would this breath on the window which taunts me so relay back to my damaged soul see its gone you'll be ok now or see how it welcomes your touch? welcome to the world for all to see. Hidden by the sun most of the time. My fingers glide through the vanishing mist, I flash back to your cheek beneath my fingers. Goodbye my love, goodbye my pain, goodbye to the only proof I have left of you. But at peace I am. I know now what I did not before. Your not invisable your their in my breath. Kissing the crisp Autumn air with me. And all I have to do is breath. And my visible breath will show me all I feel is real as real as the mist on the window
SEA TO SHINNING SEA, ...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately, deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas... ...this is so intimate of dreams, dreaming reality, as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore, sparkles, destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes, upon the waters, ...gazing ...seeing tranquility upon the waves... watching to the depth of a dream, and a sun-rise being so true... for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn... Sea to shinning Sea. mb(2011)
A poet's warm and spicy place to meet, The soup will stir emotions bright and rare. There, friends will write their best poetic feat. And inspirations season thoughts with flare. The words that flow may have no rhyme or beat. But formal forms are often shared with care. While contests challenge many poet's mind. Encouragement from friends does my heart bind. © January 14, 2012 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
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Dan Cwiak - Dedicated to *** Constance *** The Rambling Poet's work titled: Throbbing With Life In thinking of a contest poem with ~~~ RULES ~~~ Consideration must be given to them, Or the poetry written will not fit Under their *** UMBRELLA *** Lonely, the poet feels encumbered by Doing his work for such a ~~~ CONTEST ~~~ Nothing else can upset the delicate balance Of words, rhyme, and *** METER *** To enter a contest is a challenge For any poet to attempt ~~~ YET ~~~ In so far as subscribing to the rules Necessary, he must make the effort with Devotion, thought, and ***STRONG WILL *** This is the strength of the poet's Heart as a writer and wordsmith, Endeavoring to complete his ~~~ TASK ~~~ When I try to write something clever Or get on with my writing as a *** QUEST *** Rigid are the thoughts that cross my mind, Descriptive are those that only ~~~ ESCAPE ~~~ Such that I am mindful of the burden laid upon me. To some, it may come easily to their *** BEING *** Others, like me, have a more difficult task as the Disharmony of thoughts, words, and feelings Evolve into an imperfect type of ~~~ PERFECTION ~~~ Very often, the expressions are only those Of the emotional guilt I may have for the subject. Too often, however, I begin to use *** Poetic License *** Even though, I should not take that liberty. To those who can claim the poet's glib words, Or the gift that they have, often proceed to ~~~ GIVE ~~~ Yet, such is my life as poet. Such is the ~~~ CONSCIENCE ~~~ Of my soul. Oh, but to shed myself of these thoughts, Under the banner of the poetry that I *** WRITE ***
I was lost, with no way out! Then Jesus showed me what his love is all about! The way things we going... I wasn't concerned! I didn't know which direction to turn! Jesus gave me his mercy and grace! And provided a "resting place!" He has made my life complete!. His love has filled me from my head to feet! Thank you Jesus! For turning me around! A peace and satisfaction in you, I have found! Your love in my life is bright and shining! Jesus in me is a love worth finding! By Jim Pemberton
Still In Love With My Wife... My son came to me with a question on his mind. I said; "Not now son— I just don't have the time." He said, "Daddy—are you still in love with Mommy?" "Do you love her like you did when I was in her tummy?" My eyes choked with tears; "Yes son I really do!" "I'm in love with her... and I appreciate you." "Daddy—will you always love me like you do mom?" "Yes my son—my love for you will always belong." I looked down and much to my surprise. There were tears running down my son's eyes. He came running to me with arms wide open. "Thank you daddy" were his words spoken. I picked him up and gave him a great big hug. As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug. His little arm reached up to grab my hand. I knew that what I said, he began to understand. I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife. She's been such a blessing- a great part of my life! By Jim Pemberton
Legal Tender of Getting Old If tears were coins I'd be a rich man… If sadness was time I'd live forever… If I only knew what to do to make it better… I would do it in a heartbeat. But, no answers are easy when feelings crash around you… And the Sun does not shine in the heavens above… if only I could see…if only I could find a way…if only I knew… How do you say goodbye when there is no love? To only be me myself alone … again… decisions are frightening and shaky to behold… But change is needed for me to stay sane… all the while we continue to grow old. RLM '05
There's a truth that remains since the beginning of time. God created man and woman, with marriage in mind. From the dust of the ground, Adam was formed. From his side came Eve. A new life was "born!" God's design for marriage became very evident and clear… If not for Adam and Eve, none of us would be here! Marriage is a blessing from God. A gift from God above. A man and a woman come together as an expression of their love. Anything different than one man and woman is perverted. This is a lie from our culture that is trying to be "inserted." God gave us all a natural love with a strong ambition. To come as a husband and wife is a God given intention! Read from the books of Genesis thru Revelation… God's idea of marriage is for any person or nation. Many can try to change what God has already designed. It's no wonder why so many have "confused" minds. Let's come back to God and trust him with our life! The one who set up marriage as; "one husband and one wife!" By Jim Pemberton
Making A Commitment To God Samson... A judge of Israel was known to be strong. Because of his vow to God. His hair was to grow long. With the jawbone of an ass... Thousands of Philistines were killed. To get the secret of his strength, is what they had willed. They sent Delilah to tempt him with her charm and beauty. Samson revealed his secret to her. Growing exhausted & weary. Breaking the promise of God... He lost his strength and eyesight. Till the day he rested his hand on the Philistine' temple so tight. He asked God to give him strength once again. Then pushed the pillars. Killing thousands with him. For all of his accomplishments he had made. He broke his promise to God. When his secret he gave… Make sure your commitment to God is true and real. So you don't end up, like Samson of Israel! By Jim Pemberton
I watched the sun set on my life, Knowing where it went awry; I put you with my yesterdays And promptly said goodbye. I put you on the corner shelf In a box of fading gray, Then took one final look at you. And tucked you far away. I couldn't stand the thought of you, So I purged each memory Of hopes and dreams and silent screams That you once shared with me. I thought that if I left them there I could surely start anew But all the pieces of my heart Were nothing without you. I put you with my yesterdays And alone I face the end, Thinking only of my longing For my discarded friend.
Jesus Says; "Less t.v. And More Of Me!" I remember as a kid, having our first color t.v. Our family didn't have to worry about what we'd see. Respect and honor for another was often displayed. Happy and healthy homes were often portrayed. It seemed to mean something to have morals. People didn't seem to worship the immoral. As I got older… Things seemed to get "out of hand." By the garbage being shown . all over this land. That which once respected as good and o.k. Began to disappear, into an "immoral decay." I pray for my family and children's lives. They won't be soaked with the sin and lies! I want to watch that which promote spiritual health. To cherish things of God, for his heavenly wealth! I refuse to let wickedness be an example, of how I should live. I'm going to think about the good things Christ has to give! Rather than spending so much time watching an idol. I'm going to pray and spend time reading the Bible! As I'm older, I want my eyes to focus more on the cross! The less time I watch t.v. is really not a big loss! The most important thing that I can do… Is to try to live the way Christ wants me to! To live is Christ. To sacrifice is to gain. Nothing compares to the beauty of HIS name! Help me Jesus to keep my eyes focused on you alone! I seek your blessing over my life and home! By Jim Pemberton
When skies are bluer than ever before and clouds disappear from sight I am alive When thunderstorms flash white and the rains come I am alone When daffodils burst forth from the snow and crocus peep through I am alive When winter cold and trees barren and leaves lie on frozen floor I am alone I want to face life's storms with friends who hold my hand and family who clearly states, "You are not alone" Then, I will live.
What This World Can Never Give… What this world can never give, is life eternal! Jesus can guarantee your name, in heaven's journal! The world can never bring to you, what Christ can give! Jesus will never fail you, and can give a reason to live! This world can promise you a whole "field of dreams." But can never give the joy and peace that only Jesus brings! The world shall one day be totally destroyed within! Only Christ can help you! And will always be your friend! Heaven and earth shall one day pass! God's word is forever! Christ loves you so much! You can be with him, together! Won't you follow Jesus? And leave this world behind you? Allow his Holy Spirit and love, to totally surround you! Take this world! But give me Jesus! Is this your plea? Won't you make plans to be with him, for all eternity? By Jim Pemberton
The UN lucky one Puts on her make up Wear a dress she bough today Leave a list is on the table Baby sitter's on her way Unknown faces around her She learns to pretend Same familiar hotel But with different men' And she remembered When her life use to be fun But unlike the movie She was not the lucky one She though she found love But his heart was cold as stone Cause nine months later She was in a ward alone With nowhere to go And a new life to care for She found a number And knock on a door Her parents disown her With a baby in her hands And this is how Her dark side began And she is my friend Will never disrespect Will never judge her God made no one perfect And she is a good girl With beautiful long hair She has compassion And she shows it everywhere She helps a lady cross the street Give a homeless a dollar Buys him something to eat And he said god bless her And she is not proud Of the life she live And what we don't understand We have to learn to forgive And those with no sins Can cast the first stone And if we can't throw it Let's just leave her alone
Watch me as I shoot across the midnight sky Looking almost as beautiful as I am fast I do my best to try not to die But we both know that I cannot last Flames and faith blazing as I go Because I know that just up around the bend Is forever somewhere that I do not know Is forever somewhere near my sweetest friend Is forever somewhere where I still love you so and forever somewhere near my bitter end..
We were both 16, we shared many firsts with each other. First girl I ever kissed, First person outside of family that I told "I love you" to and we took each others virginity. We were both young and foolish but to this day I still say I honestly loved you. The day you told me you never cared for me the day when you told me it was all just a game was the day I cut my first scar into my arm. I knew you longer then my own brother. We were best friends grew up together, we even got a house when we both left the "nest". Those were the best 3 years of my life we became brothers we became blood. The last day we ever talked is the saddest day in my life, even to this day I cry when I think about you walking away. The scar you gave me stands out from the rest, it's deeper and longer then the others. You were my star I gave you everything I had. I would of walked through the pits of hell just to see your smile. I thought you were the one, I thought we had a future and would be together forever. But one day I came home early to surprise you with this ring, yes I was going to ask you to marry me. When I walked into the house my heart was shattered and blown away by the wind. The image of the two of you is burned into my brain I did not say a word just dropped the ring on the floor and walked right back out the door. The pain of the knife cutting into my arm shocks me out of my thoughts. I watch the blood begin to drip onto the floor this makes 13. 13 scars on my arm
You see a man in ragged clothes Digging through garbage for no one knows A skulking youth with acne'd face Shuffling by with little grace You see a woman, old and frail A blind girl struggling, reading braille You see an old guy soft and flabby Looking sad and somewhat shabby You see a lady smart and trim Stepping briskly, with upheld chin Two teenage girls in low ride jeans Full of laughter, full of beans You see a lad with wooden leg Stopping people, there to beg An obese woman, waddling there While people stop and point and stare You see a young child skipping past If only youthfulness would last A toddler wobbling as he walks Babbling excitedly as he talks You see a person all alone Another talking on a phone A couple walking in embrace And soft warm smiles upon their face You see a drunk man stumble by With red veined nose and bloodshot eye A woman with deep furrowed brow Stooping in dejected bow You see anguished deeply etched Someone waiting to be fetched Another talking shrill and loud Another standing tall and proud Yet no one sees what beats within What lies down deep beneath the skin And no one has the right to judge Or criticize or hold a grudge Or laugh at someone else's pain Or live you life in shallow vain As no one's truly, fully whole And every one has depth of soul And what you see may not be real But if you can touch and truly feel And listen well to what they say And share with them this special day If you can hear them from the heart And bring about a brand new start Then this would be a better life With much less pain and much less strife
Love is... A Heal.thy gift… and it's good for you too ;)
Beneath the sea swirls the untouched of me slip sliding deeply on silent green winds skidding on bottom storms blind sweetest bubble notes of Being rise to burst on the surface in symphony ~ the music of your rainbow colours. x Thank you Mark Hansen for encouraging me to write about my love of the sea to get me off the bubble ; )
I'm not a drama queen a barbie doll someone's else spleen. I know I'm not a sex pistol or soda can or avatar. I know I'm not filthy or rabid or mean But I've been so much milled as a machine that I gotta lot more findin' out what I'm not so's i can get onto what I AM.
Who has never felt grief When a small gesture would have helped but it has ,unknowingly, been with held? How many people have the imagination to guess what's in your mind, And to embrace you rather than push you away? No-one,No-one.No-one knows. No-one knows these numbers. No-one knows these names. No-one knows how many feel diffident, Nor how many feel shame. Being alive is joyful! Being alive is pain! Being alive is all we have, We'll never be alive again. I look into your eyes today I sense your shame and woe. I look into your eyes just now And tell you that I know, Being alive is lonely. Being alive is good. Being alive is pain indeed For flesh is not like wood.
I was thinking about something just the other day. I was at a loss for the "right words to say." I was thinking about a time "way back when." That day I became born again. A zeal for Jesus that I once had. Excitement in my life, a heart so glad. A passion for Christ overwhelmed my soul. I loved Jesus-for he had made me whole. I've forgotten things that I once knew. Reading God's word- I no longer do. What has happened to me? I'm so ashamed! I'm an embarrassment to Jesus' holy name. So, dear Jesus, my knees I humbly bow. Please change my life... I need you now! By your word, transform me deep within. I confess to you my backsliding sin. I re-commit my life NOW-Yes I do! And by your love, I'm made BRAND NEW! By Jim Pemberton
not sure how she got here only know she needs to leave underneath the stranger my arm numb; asleep, mouth a desert. a hundred dead cigarettes dance my tongue dry princess of night exposed by light. get me out of this; another dreaded morning mess. bed broken along with my will. I swore never again; the lie is half the thrill. ~JSLambert
From the depths of darkness, there will yet come the light what others have cast aside, will one day light up the night mysteries envelop this world, unseen but perceived within a silence broken, noise reverberating at the drop of a pin From the depths of loneliness, crying out, as tears are shed no longer to be consoled, regardless of what words are said having to face harsh facts, alone in the world is your reality unwilling to follow society's norms, this, your abnormality From the depths of heart, knowing who and what you are you just want to live and let live, no desire to be that star but you're often challenged, having to stay your ground forced to fight for what you believe, yet one more round From the depths of this inner isolation, you've acquired a skill learning how to release your emotions, with paper and quill no longer will you hide, ready for battle, and you persevere fight for what's right, don't follow others, or you'll disappear From the depths of pain, your arrogance to remove, it's your rebirth a chance to sincerely make amends, waiting was heaven and earth only now aware, the only true friend you have, he was always there blinded by a selfishness, at whose direction, destined you for despair From the depths of love, man will always reach the greatest heights above when he sacrifices all that he has, you can be sure it's because of this love but to achieve lasting love, you must first uproot what's hidden deep below only then will those feelings of joy and happiness, upon others begin to flow
I think of the years between us and Little snippets of our journey floods my mind. Life and all it's roads at times difficult Allowing us the chance to change, to be remade for the Last of all our tales shall be of our triumphs- Ways we conquered our self doubt, our impulses Always giving way to that better me, better you Yet you walk these roads with a heavy heart Soul weary and feet blistered and I say to you Be not afraid of what s to come Everyone is given only what he or she can bear Yes I say to it all - the pain, our tears, the laughter Our fears, - the joy and all these years between us Underneath it all there lies our blessing and Redemption in the form of this friendship For the mistakes, the errs are not erased but" Our Father In Heaven" Remember is the sweetest prayer In it we find the mercy he tempers our punishment Even as we are wrong, we are in his light No man can take your soul, so walk Don't run to the end of your life, when it is done, he is there.
During the years that I had lived many friends I have had; some nice, some good, some bad... ah! being friendless is very sad! Beside family...who else will remember what I've achieved, perhaps a stranger reading my works too lucid and intense? I have honored many unnotorious folks like humble mother, and the ones who have touched me in ways nobody has... having been an innovator, not much of a shaker, readers will uncover the true meaning of my writings. Besides family...who will take time to read them twice? Have I moved, inspired and changed them in several minutes? That could be so true by the interest they have shown in the poems I've written and my wish is that they have found that voice! I seek no praises or laurels for my creations with words so intuitive, and if an ode were dedicated to me....so very honored I wouldl be! It's not being naive...not to have realized it and be crowned with victory; and in any respectable way they wish to remember me, it's their prerogative.
Does Anyone Pray Anymore??? Many times I wonder if anyone cares… When it comes to the matter of prayer. As we daily face an evil and wicked tide. It seems like many people "run and hide." A "moment of silence," is "today's theme." But, does this silence really mean anything? When it comes to prayer… Are many ashamed? To bow their head and call on God's name? More and more this is, what I'm seeing. Blessings from God… Fewer are receiving! Talking with God… You needn't be afraid! There's been a lot people who've prayed! During these uncertain time we all face. We need to seek God's love, mercy and grace! Having time with God, is a good place to start. Simply tell him… Whatever's on your heart! Praying to God will bless you! In all you endeavor! God is the same God… Today and forever! His faithfulness and love, will never disappoint you! Won't you allow him to wrap his arms around you? By Jim Pemberton
Giving In To Temptation... I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassmen to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered. Was all gone... and my life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I had caused/ This time... I took a moment to pause/ I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. And confessed. Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of our saviour's grace and love/ This time the help I needed had to come from above/ I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so thankful... Jesus has made me glad! YOU--Jesus--are the reason I'm here today! I LOVE YOU! More than words can say! By Jim Pemberton
Upon the terminator I stood alone At the edge of the world Looking beyond Life and measuring All of its true value Succoring my spirit It was here in my hand I held both lover and foe In a moment of truth Remembering the purity Of our oneness I felt almost complete At the thought of you Sweet Michelle…
Whitewashed sterile walls enclose, Cluttered fixtures and cluttered egos, Layed to waste on the purgatorial carpet, After the august ersatz banquet. Yet sporadically in bouts of joy, Benevolent souls oblige this toy. Obscenely bright becomes mellow light, And sterile walls vanish from sight.
I forget that I'm in trapped in a house of cards until the wind comes blasting through And I'm left again with nothing Nothing but grief and this pile of all that I knew I had to forget how much I cared for you Something no one should ever have to do Can you remember? Do you remember? Those darkly happy days when you felt that way too? Love so many bitter times unrequited Two hearts broken----too broken to break anymore You've become my dark horse in this race against time And I hope to God we're not about to lose Futile Infantile And all around absurd Is what this nightmare without you has been We shouldn't have to work so hard To fall flat down on our faces again and again I wish you'd come out of your shell and back to life in the warmth of my arms once again
What Is It That You're Looking For? What is it in life… That you're looking for? You have a purpose in life. And so much more! The goals and ambitions you face… There are many! But deep down inside you may be feeling "empty." If it's pleasure and success you wish to obtain... You'll find what you need in Jesus' name! Everything you'll ever need, you can find in him! Through his resurrection, a new life begins! Won't you accept his grace and mercy divine? He's very patient, forgiving and kind! He provides for your needs! So don't forget… His love has never let go of YOU yet! By Jim Pemberton
There's a question you need to understand… Are you worshipping God or man? Many have twisted God's truth into a lie… And seek anything they feel will "satisfy." Many minds become filled with wickedness of every kind. As many fleshly perversions fill their minds!. Addictions creep in… catching many unaware,,, Soon, trapping people into temptation's snare. Only the blood of Jesus is The way to heaven's gate! You come to him now! Before it's too late! Only through him, can you have victory each day. With every temptation... He'll make a way! Worshiping God is what we're designed to do! All of heaven anxiously extends salvation to you! Only Jesus can bring joy and satisfaction to your soul! It's only in him, that you can be set free and made whole! By Jim Pemberton
I've seen many families in difficult situations! Often ending up in lies and false accusations! I've seen many families stray way off course… And tragically, often, end up in a divorce! I've seen the hardships that many families endure. Their faith has often been shaken. That's for sure! I've seen many families trying to give 100 percent. And then wondering where all of their time went! I've seen all these things happening and much more! I have wondered; "what is all of this happening for?" I've just one thing to say in this "chaotic confusion." Only the blood of Jesus gives any hope or solution! It's only in his word, we'll find a godly direction! His Holy Spirit can give true and loving correction! May we seek his spirit to bind us all together! And pray for his blood for our protection forever! Please come Lord Jesus, and refresh our soul! We need you right now, to make us whole! Please touch our heart, and make us all one! And heal every father, mother, daughter and son! Please help us to watch what we'll do and say! You can turn our darkest night into the brightest day! By Jim Pemberton
Everyone is a child's child. Everyone is grown some little, some hardly at all. Everyone is one until they are none, no more.
Oh Yeah! I know I am wrong, Oh yeah! You won't come along. I know I never followed rules, My beauty & mind are only jewels. Oh Yeah! I've been hated for my attitude, I know, my life will be lonely song. I know you love me, I know I love you. But you will not come along. Oh yeah! I know baby I know I am wrong!!
Decided... Scene 1 (years earlier) Years of indecision Ended in an instant My life in third revision Starting in the present Touching everything I've owned Importing their very essence Of each and every feeling they borne History rearing it's very presents Boxed and placed on an empty truck My very existence held in transit That is when the melancholy struck Walking out this door would be a heroic bit On the other side of town a lady waited Patiently for me and for me to decide That my wild single passions were sated And to face and enjoy life by her side I fired up that truck, my heart, soul and mind Pointed them carefully to the other side of town Arriving at a place, I knew, true love I would find Truly amazed at the acceptance I had found. Act I Part I The Stage of Life I fell in love with the director. Our relationship perfectly scripted in her head... My role dictated, my character regulated all I ever wanted was a forever love... I threw out the script and played my part true... Ad libing my sweet little ass off. The show was a hit! and people cheered... but we were through. . . . Act I... Part II I am now a free agent... See the passion in my eyes? See the sexy style of my soul? Give me a part to play... hand me a script, and I will play it true my way. But, please,please, make it a forever gig. rlm '07 Act I... Part III The Horse Trader The pounding reins Of yesterday's tears Lead me down The dreary road of today The joy I once found Gazing into your eyes Is hobbled by distance And my faultering gait Unbridled rides at dawn a beautiful, insipid memory Breakneck sprints in the dark an aching need in the final strech The rhythmic rhyme of our ride in time We won the race but lost our place Your crop too willing my flanks too tender Your mount is running, full out, yet you ask for more (unfinished) rlm Act I Part IV (final act) Of Tears and Candle Wax My tears fuel the fire deep within my heart The sorrow in my soul Of this life I tire I have known my part This world takes its toll My tears do not come On my cheeks they run And me left a mere a husk of a man Finding their way to my soul leaving nowhere to stand Not finding my role far away from the sun A single candle lights my deep sorrow A single idea... I dread tomorrow As a man...I stand Naked to the pain. rlm
Forgive my rudeness When I get in your way. I do not mean to glow so brightly When you put your darkness on display. I swear it is not out of spite That I outshine your ego's fire When it is burning to intimidate - To scortch my self esteem to ash. Excuse my posture When it will not sway your way The roots are to blame For this downright defiance That I stand with uprightness Though youre wacking away With sharpened blades of anger. Do pardon the heights That my spirit soars But consider yourself warned today: They do not stop for any man So spare yourself and Get out of my way!
I love you for being my husband. I thank you for all your love. I thank you for being there, A special person sent from above. I thank God for sending you to me, For giving me a life with you. And our children he entrusted me. Your acceptance, guidance and care, Given so unconditionally. Together with my love and certainty, Give us so much to share. I feel a special bond not there before. It gets stronger every day. Making within me such awesome happiness, My heart longs to soar. I know that I am not always perfectly undoubting. We both have our failures and imperfections. I think, however, our short comings and trials Build between us stronger connections. I believe that God has brought us together, Because each has a lot to offer the other. You, as the father and husband, And me, as the wife and mother. Summer Gratias
touched your name tapped a keypad and frog-like-lilly-leaps found me fly-like with accuracy after so strong a bound
Dear Jesus… I Love You More Than ANYTHING! Dear Jesus… I love you more than anything! You're so wonderful! You're my everything! Dear Jesus… I bring worship to your name! Your power and majesty,.. I do proclaim! Dear Jesus… I worship you in your majesty! Not knowing you would be a tragedy! Dear Jesus… It is you that I honor and adore! You bring love to my life and so much more! Dear Jesus… How I love you so much! Each day I long for your special touch! Dear Jesus… You're a blessing day and night! And have brought peace and true delight! Dear Jesus… Thanks for redeeming my soul! For cleansing and making me whole! Dear Jesus… You are and forever more shall be… The one l want to be with for all eternity! By Jim Pemberton
Geese glide thru the air watching the snow roll with the flow. Squirrels jump in the piles to wiggle and roll. Dogs check every nock and cranny then run all around. Little girls make snow angels where perfect delicate wings abound. Boys make a fort with a snowball fight destined to win. Skaters sweep snow from their ice to be able to spin. Hockey players in their play scatter the snow and rough up the ice. Mothers look from the window, where while baking every thing looks nice. Sleders regale themselves in the speed of the hill. To driver's it's dangerous, messy, slowing everything down. But to every one it's the time of year where joy can abound, All because the swirling madness came floating down and around. And after the fun when we lay snuggling in our beds… We'll sleep till the next day with snow dancing in our heads. And dreading the day when the snow goes away, We can't wait to run out and again to play.
I need you to know... I've never been for neon signs or fad an hour You must see... While your mirror is God My mirrors are traps and shameful reminders Mindless words,meaningless words,meaningless thoughts...were never me I don't want to be self righteous...just wanna be me...i guess Your love for bright Time Square lights contrasts my desired lonely,dark-alley travels You still will not have the slightest clue of what I speak though you should know the best Your whispering lips...secretive laughs...shallow hearts...pointless existences...callow minds Are blurred images along the highway We couldn't really be friends,could we? You are all positively my 4th Street
Do You Blame Or Trust God? Do you blame God for the trials you may face? Do you reject God's mercy and grace? Perhaps you are in a most "difficult situation." You can't figure out a "reasonable explanation?" You may feel abandoned, alone and afraid. There may have been times when you prayed. You don't know why this happening to you? You probably try your best in all that you do! But, it still things really haven't worked out. And you often wonder what life is all about? Rather than blaming God… Why not trust him? He's not your enemy! He wants you to know him! He's not the blame for the sorrows of mankind! He's always faithful, most loving and kind! He patiently waits for anyone to call on his name! With him in control… Things won't be the same! He is here! Even if everyone else fails you! If you give him a chance! He wants to help you! Won't you take the time, and invite him in? This is where a new opportunity can begin! His life for yours, is what he gives in exchange! He can help your situation to really change! He can change your life! And turn it around! And can put your life on a solid ground! By Jim Pemberton
WHAT IS HOME? ROLLING HILLS ARE HOME TO ME, PLAYING CHESS WITH FRIENDS, DANCING ON THE WEEKEND, WALKING IN THE WIND, BLOWING BUBBLES. (Reflect) BUBBLES BLOWING WIND, THE "IN" WALKING WEEKEND, THE "ON" DANCING FRIENDS WITH CHESS PLAYING ME. TO HOME ARE HILLS ROLLING?
You told me you had high hopes for me But I'm just a regular guy You act as if it's entirely my fault That I like to cheat, steal, and lie I told you, I was simply drinking the alcohol To drown away my pain You told me I should try new things So I tried heroine and cocaine You told me to try and get a fresh new start So I took the initiative and moved It wasn't my fault my roommate was mean to me If you met him, you'd have shot him too You told me that everything would be ok And then I was sent to jail I had one phone call to try and get out But you told me you wouldn't pay my bail You went off to have a family And told me never to talk to you again I lost my mind, body, and soul But never stopped calling you friend I finally got out and looked for you And found you much farther away than you said You told me never to call and to never come near So I used my binoculars instead You seemed very distant from me So I came to your home address I came to your home and rang the bell All of a sudden I was under arrest Back to jail I went yet again And dialed your number with my one call You told me you were no longer my friend And I deserved to suffer the pain of my fall You told me that I'd be better off dead So I took your word, fair and square Now that the noose is tied around my neck Would you mind kicking away the chair?
Consequences, consequences punishments and lost friendships even with they seem so endless they're gone before the dawn Then when the dawn is here again we are revived, new life begin and the sin was washed away don't have to pray when he talks to me Your weakness makes us stronger, longer if we are quiet, we're quite somber slipping slowly into the water excuses are what hold us under We hold ourselves there until we're ready to take hold of the wheel with enough direction to have control we all can get there, but who ever knows until hope and fear are recognized we'll change the world, not afraid to try.
Jesus, My Life Is Quite A Mess! Jesus, I come before you! And humbly confess… My life has been a failure, and a mess! No matter how hard I try, or what I do… I'm embarrassed when I call on YOU! You've been there to help, so many times! It just seems like, "I'm running blind!" The past seems to be creeping up again… And causing me grief and pain within! I need you Jesus! Please help me! Please come to where I am, and touch me! I need your love, and your precious spirit! Thanks for being patient! And willing to give it! You are the only one, who can restore me! No matter how many problems lay before me! I come before you! And call on your name… By your blood, my life needs to be changed! Thank you my Lord, for hearing my prayer! Thank you for coming! And just being there! You've given to me hope! My life is renewed! By your love, my life is now brand new! By Jim Pemberton
Imagine my Real view Inside of you. Stop and see too.
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A fool am I to have never said hello. A fool am I to have proven Mister Shy. A fool am I to have been such fellow. A fool am I to have been a passerby.
Please Come Lord Jesus, And Hear My Voice! Please come Lord Jesus, and listen to my voice! In all I do or say, may you be my first choice! Please come dear Jesus, and listen to my cry! Give me your living water, that can satisfy! Please come dear Jesus, and renew my mind! You're so patient, loving and very kind! Please come dear Jesus, and renew my spirit! Your words of life… May I daily live it! Please come dear Jesus, I need you this hour! I need your strength, and your power! Thank you my Lord, my savior and friend!! And thanks for answering me… Once again! By Jim Pemberton 08/01/13
I think about how things have changed in my lifetime… And wonder about what people use as their "lifeline." I stand amazed as to what people think of as "secure." At times, I think that many aren't really sure! As many start "chasing" what they seek as "the solution." This often creates a lot of anxiety and confusion! Some seek after the stars and psychic's predictions… Only to wander in all kinds of directions! I have the answer! I hope I can get your attention! I know someone who can take away any anxiety or tension! His name is Jesus! He is the answer to any situation! HE is the hope for everything that troubles this nation! His words are pure and speak beauty and sweet grace! His spirit can put your life on a secure resting place! Through things we see always change all around us! Whatever happens… God still loves us! Jesus has never changed from 2000 years ago! He speaks peace and hope to the weary soul! HE is the "lifeline" that you need to grab a hold of! His love for you is more than I can speak of! Won't you listen to the words HE has to say? He can change your life in a special way! He is God and is always here to give us HIS assurance! HE is 100% security! And offers 100% "life insurance!" By Jim Pemberton
It's Hard To See Someone Go Through' Pain... "It's hard to see someone I love go through so much pain." Were the words I heard that night I called on Jesus' name. "This person whom I love, has gone through so much." "How I wish to bring my peace and healing touch." I cried and wept, as I heard the master's voice. His gift of love is for all of us... It's our choice! His body was broken... A sacrifice was made. His life for our sorrow and pain, is what he gave. His grace is more than sufficient for the pain we endure. His love and commitment to you, is true and secure. He loves you so much. He waits at your heart's door. He gives peace and comfort. And so much more! The pain and suffering you're going through today. Please listen to the words Christ has to say. "I am El-Shadaii." "Jehovah-Jireh." "Your very best friend." "My love and devotion to you will never, never end." By Jim Pemberton
Samson Of the Bible From the Bible, is the story of Samson. He lived an incredible life that really happened! He was to be a Nazrite, and set apart! His hair was to grow long, from the start! He was to deliver Israel from their enemy throughout! This was what his mission was all about! He destroyed the lion and bear with his bare hands! And sent burning foxes throughout the enemy lands! He destroyed a thousand! With the jawbone of an ass! God had given him such an incredible task! With his strength, came temptation's call! And soon, his whole life took a fall! The strength from God had departed from him! Now, there was no one who could help him! Ridiculed and mocked, he became a slave. He couldn't free himself, no matter what he gave. He was brought before the Philistine's temple. Mocked and whipped to set as an example. He cried out to God, for help that hour… God gave him the strength and the power! The temple came crashing down all around him! Now, there was just rubble that surround him! May this be a lesson, that speaks to me and you! God is not fooled, no matter what we try to do! We can act like we have everything we needed! Without God, our life is never completed! May we not compromise what God has given! And walk in his strength, each day we're livin'! By Jim Pemberton
Every time you leave, a piece of me goes with, it attaches itself to you securely, assigning its mission forthwith. When you travel down that lonesome road, down a monotonous path of isolation – just reach inside your pocket, and there I'll be there without hesitation. As your days go by, without me by your side, just open up your jacket, you'll find my heart beating inside. When you lie awake in bed, crying at the severed loss, just wrap your covers even tighter, and my love shall span across. When you feel down, and alone without a friend, that piece of me shall comfort, your heartache I will mend. As the distant absence grows longer, that piece of me grows stronger, leading you back to this absent heart, the one who was with you from the start.
for you This poem is for the lonely who thinks life has past them by just want to say there,s always hope as long there are stars in the sky one day you will find all that you been looking for when an abundance of happiness comes knocking on your door this poem is for the broken hearted who think love has let them down but you can't blame love when the one you choose done wrong just believe in your self and your faith will make you strong in time the pain will go away when the right person comes along we all make mistakes by falling for the wrong heart and we never realize it till they stabs us like a dart this poem is for my friend thinking of you tonight you are the magic in my pen and in everything i write i just want to say how much i miss you and will never do anything to make your green eyes blue the poem is for my friends on poetry soup poet ~destroyer,dan,tresten,mandy tams~the golden girl steven.nathan. andrea.cindy,anne lise,jonas,carol,richard,seren you guys are the best in the world I can feel their kindness from so far they are all like a precious gem how lucky are the people who are blessed to be close to them this poem is for the names i forgot but are always on my mind i wish you all reach the place that you all seek to find get well soon my my friend hope god watch over you tonight and may your green eyes shines again so bright.
God designed marriage as the real thing! Anything less, is what a counterfeit brings! His concept of one man and woman is very real. He's not interested in bowing to "man's appeal." His court of justice rings very loud and clear! The truth of his word shall NEVER disappear! You can look in Genesis and it is found! He created Adam from the dust of the ground! He designed Eve from one of his ribs! They were joined together as both lived! He didn't need a constitution to know "their rights." He gave them HIS WORD as their guiding light! Satan has been trying to pervert what God created! This is a truth. And need not be debated! We have cheapened the value of the marriage institution! And have added needless chaos and confusion! Through the Bible, one husband and wife are taught! Unless you want to live in Sodom, as did Lot! Ungodly perversions take many forms and kinds. And it soon piles up garbage into our minds! "What God has put together." "Let no man put asunder.!" Many ideas of "marriage," is a total blunder! One man and one woman is what God ordained in Eden. It was Adam and Eve. Not Adam and Steven! The choices in life are yours! And yours alone! Who is going to be the Lord, of your heart and home? By Jim Pemberton
A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm, she came to me, thunderously raging with raw emotion, she came to me, drenched in the essence of truth, she came to me, she touched a chord deep inside, she strummed away all emptiness, she came to me, once... she comes to me, still... a gentle presence filling my life, she comes to me, still, a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.
Quarreling can Result in Self Traps. Harmony doesn't end in verbal slaps.
I confess I rarely take the time To thank the past for Yesterday And that I rarely miss a chance To mumble some complaint: How fast you went, How little of your time I spent, How much I've lost to you, How much of you I regret! But though you took with you Todays I wished to keep I've not forgotten The many Todays That Yesterday got me through. To Yesterdays I raise my glass A toast to faithful friends of past Too often overlooked and Not too often thanked. So here's to Yesterday - For never forgetting to take away The burdens of Today.
Where are you hiding? Innocent little boy Gone? Never had a home? Floating wraith of memory Are we really related? We should become friends You need a connection Some way out of childhood Why haven't I seen your need Given you jelly bread and hope.
Remnants of the past cast shadows on his points of view an attractive conversation with no literal honesty Pained at the cause those scars that remain Those lies on your breath smelled of raw sewerage Tears showed every crease where rivers flow my heart has melted in the middle of your road now requiring tow. I remind myself that everything ends badly or comes to a close though my hearts without resolve when your forever is really never when what I really needed was this lever to take your weight off my shoulders ~I haven't stopped growing~
God Forgives Us Of Our Wrongs! God forgives us of our wrongs! And he wants us all, to try and get along! He gave us his word and instructions… But, too often, we don't seem to "function!" Something done, or something said… And it's like some people, wish you were "dead." Even in Christ' body, there's dysfunction from the start. Ending up in another wounded and bleeding heart! What if Christ treated us, like how we treat each other? What if he turned his back, like we do our brother? No matter the good... A list of wrongs is often kept. What's been done… Someone can't seem to forget??? Do you find yourself, a person who's easily offended? By someone you don't like, or one you've befriended? May I suggest a "heavy dose" of 1 Cor. Thirteen? The love of God can take care of ANYTHING! If it didn't, then Christ' death is meaningless and lost. He bore all of our sins that day on the cross! If we can't forgive your brother over something he's done… We need to ask forgiveness of Christ… God's son! There's no excuses, in God's kingdom that's eternal! Will your name be written in heaven's journal??? By Jim Pemberton
Thank you Lord, for helping me to see… I need much more of you and less of me! Thank you lord, for helping me to understand... You are faithful! And won't let go of my hand! Thank you lord, for being close by my side! You're with me! And pushed my enemies aside! Thank you Lord, for being there to help me! It's all because of how much you love me! Thank you lord, for answering my prayer! You're someone who always listens and cares! Thank you Lord, for your many blessings! Your gift of love, I don't want to be missing! Thank you lord, for what you're going to do! I want everyone to know, how I appreciate you! Thank you lord, for eternal life you've given! My sins are gone! I've been forgiven! With YOU in my life, what more can I say? You've given me hope and brightened my day! By Jim Pemberton
Jesus gave his life! He wants to share it! Will you take up the cross? And bear it? He asks us to "take up the cross and follow him." He's what we need! The sacrifice for our sin! He provides peace, love and rest for all! There's no problem too great or too small! His life for yours… What choice will you make? Please do it now… Before it's too late! Right now! Today! You can be made clean! God is always with you! And can do anything! The opportunity is given!. The choice must be made! Will you be free in Christ? Or be sin's slave? All it takes is spending time in prayer! Jesus is here now! And can meet you right there! By Jim Pemberton
What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn't be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We'd all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn't born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn't be able to display this during our "festivity." It's almost like this now! It's an "ever increasing business." It seems like nearly everyone wants "Christ out of Christmas!" Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it's true meaning? The very words; "Merry Christmas," seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; "Happy Holiday." They worry they may "offend." Having a "holiday" without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior's birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let's not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he's done. As we bring honor to Christ. God's precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton
Her eyes spoke of love beyond any comparison. Simple glances she could speak volumes of words. No language spoken by voice though much power, Intently she was observant to her surroundings. Graciously she painted concern with attitude. Sometimes so sternly advocating her desires, Strong and dainty from her facial expressions, Strong and firm her deliverance was given. Protector of family for eighteen years she gave. Her mind was efficient and carried life high. Not a companion a family member so dear, She witnessed illness, took action quickly. Strong mind but weakened body, driving forward, Asking in her gaze, she told of needs and desires. Her name, Heidi, a game she played when young. Carrying it forward to daily actions she had won. Hiding her eyes from anyone, no one could see. Upon her face as she gazed back, unhidden now, Was a glory and loving smile, with sparkling eyes. She shall be remembered with such affection true. Lost we are now without her presence each moment, Quietness passes our days and nights without her walk. No "Tick Tick Tack"as her paws use to tap the floor. Missing her yawn upon her first wakeup each day, Her presence no more still reminded by our hearts. Her spotted coat remembered by all our surroundings. Dalmatian by breed, Living Angel, now Angel in Heaven, Upon a future time, we'll be reunited, with a living Angel. Written in Memory, for much more than a dog, She was a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, protector, friend, buddy, pal, neighborhood watcher, along with so much more.
I clip on a leash so I can try to hold her back. My old friend will prance all the way down the block and back. She's frightened of noise from the garbage truck. And early morning before the heat is always a must. We walk the sidewalks to keep her nails trimmed nice. And we know everywhere to find a friend like us. Lord knows, I try to stop and talk, so I can catch my breath. We will cross the street to avoid mean and barking dogs. We know all the obstacles that might get in our way. And we go a different route for each weekly day. Together we know we appear to be a walking machine, but We smell the roses and notice flowers from all the houses we pass. But it's nice to see the yards as they go slowly past We have plenty of work waiting for us at home when we get back. But for a moment each day we chose it, to ignore. My old lab and I need to get out while the weather is good In the end we're just two oldsters…trying to get out of the house. A smile comes on our faces we go down the block.
For you I would create a mixtape which I know is an ancient technology but with me and you it is just that simple. I race to you like we used to rush into each other's arms in highschool where our only concern was whether or not we could get the courage to talk to each other without shaking..... This is the playlist that I would prepare for you. First and foremost I'd put Hate to see you go by The colour fred Because it is true as the song has said Truly if I could I would become a sculptor... I would place the unformed chunk of my clayself and spin. Create myself in the image of your ideal perfection. I would spin Faster than the spools could play the songs on re-wind I want so badly to make an impresion and I know that the the tape can only contain up to 35 minutes for you to get the underlying message October Nights, by Yellowcard will follow soon after because that exotic night in your car where the street lights were our blankets is constantly on replay in my mind Right before the heavy nod of sleep I daydream You are laying beside me, and in this private realm of thought We travel like archeologists over the naked lay of our connected bodies and I live through the pleasure that this daydream explodes into my mind like parasympathetic nerve ending fireworks Remember will play softly by Allister and I'll hold onto the hope that you will forgive me of this time in our lives where I have to press pause for I am broken still Knaans waving flag will resound from your stereos For 'tis this soundtrack where my battle cry is derived I know it is just the beginning but I will push myself past my barriers Pieces by Sum 41 will be your lullaby because this is the song that brought back the blue into my gray eyes Hopefully side one will bring you comfort because you are everything I am looking for in a guy I am but a broken winged robin who has got to learn once more to fly. and lastly Blink 182's I miss you Because there is not a moment in the day where my mind wanders back to you
Saturday Rain in Johannesburg… …With sighs of torrential passion, the heavens shower teardrops, weeping with me, as memories of you come cascading back, skin on skin, ablaze, moist kisses, fiery, gentle whispers of undying love, murmured, in another life, another time, far removed from my present, a desolate state of despair, wallowing in the grime. … The rain keeps falling, each teardrop stinging my face, tasting the salt on my lips, I wonder, do you still remember the caresses of my fingertips, between breathy confessions, and vows of eternal love, before you left me, stranded on an island of solitude, wounded as a wingless dove, bereft of life, stripped of all traces of fortitude
Every step that I take. God is with me! Every breath that I breathe. HE gives me! Everything I've done in life. God loves me! For every sin. He's willing to forgive me! Every place that I've been. God is there! Each time I have failed him. He still cares! Each time that I pray. He always listens! Giving him all of my needs is my ambition! Every time I begin to stumble and stray… His word is there to show me HIS way! When I think there's no where else to turn… I become the focus of HIS love and concern! Though so many things in life are insecure. God's promises are forever and SURE! Is there a reason why you don't think you need him? Won't you give him your life and began to trust him? During these difficult times… YOU need his cleansing power! He can change your whole life! This very hour! God extends his mercy and grace to all of mankind! Won't you accept his salvation? Why there's still time? By Jim Pemberton
I was doing yard work the other day, planting some flowers all around. While digging in dirt, close to the fence, I heard a clackity sound. As if the metal of the spade was hitting some wood and some metal, too, I heard. To my surprise, I remembered just then, the chirping of the birds. See, there was a time, for memories sake, when my family and I stored our thoughts within a chest of metal and wood, from the antique store, we bought. We placed the chest out in the yard on a bright and sunny day and while digging the hole to place it in the birds were just chirping away. My sons and my daughters, my wife and I placed pictures and such within So, one day in the future, when we need it most, the memories will come back to us again. So, just knowing they're there, is memory enough for me to be content for now. One day when my children have all grown up, my wife and I will dig deep down. So, I covered my hole with plenty of dirt, but, first threw flower seeds in with hopes that the memories, like seeds that they are, will grow and flourish, again. So, my treasure chest, there, remains in the yard waiting for that one special day when my family and I need to return to those years that have gotten away
No Matter How Much Christ Has Given… No matter how much Christ has given. A debt has been paid. Your life for his is what he did trade! No matter the cost. He gave his life for yours! He provides an eternal life that's true and secure! No matter the sacrifice. He gave his all! There's no sin too big. Or a sin too small. No matter the separation between God and man. Christ always extends an outstretched hand! Whatever it takes to share love's true meaning… Jesus can give your heart a "true cleaning!" Whatever you have… Won't you give it all to HIM? And accept the invitation to be born again? Whatever the need or problem is that you can think of. He cares for you much more than words can speak of! Won't you take the time with the lord in prayer? Wherever you are… He can meet you right there! He remains faithful and committed to YOU! The choice is yours! What will you do? By Jim Pemberton
I've Heard Of A lot Of People… I've heard of a lot of people who claim to serve God above. I heard that many of them proclaim a message of his love! I've heard of a lot of people who claim to know him too… Would one of these people be someone like YOU? I've heard of a lot of people who've made it known. They are making plans to soon be in their heavenly home! I've heard of a lot of people who are joyful. You can tell! They're in love with Jesus. And are doing quite well! I've heard of a lot of people who've made a wise choice! They read the word of God and seek their savior's voice! I know of a lot of people who have made a firm decision… They've given to God their hearts and undivided attention! I know of a lot of people who were stumbling along the way. Until they met the master… Who changed their life one day! I know of a lot of people that will soon be all together… When the Lord comes back soon and takes them with him forever! I know of a lot of people and I hope you're one of them… Who have accepted Christ. And are now born again! I know there's lot of angels in heaven waiting for you and me! Won't you join with these people to spend your eternity??? By Jim Pemberton 05/17/12
Once upon a time, far upon a distant land, Was a field so beautiful, it would take your breath away. For, for acres and acres out tulips fanned. A beautiful reflection of the sun's bright yellow. But in the midst of the baskets of the sun, A tiny red bud popped its head, It grew unnoticed, seen by none. But as she blossomed, things started to turn around. For among the yellow tulips, the rose was a novelty, A sight that every passer-by would stop to acknowledge, To appreciate the possibility, the rose's color, her beauty. And the tulips' monotonous color only enhanced hers. But even as she was constantly valued and admired, Even as the whole world seemed to love her, The only thing that her heart truly desired, Was the soft caress of the dew drops from heaven. Because you see, under the tulips so towering, The little rose only had a small window to the skies. She only watched as the tulips danced in the rain glowing. Her heart ached for when a tiny drop would fall upon her too. Among her many admirers, one started to visit frequently, A young man, lean and handsome was enchanted by her. He would gaze at her and at times stroke her gently, For he was enraptured by her beauty and fragility. He would sing songs, write poems about her, And soon the tulips cleared a path for him, From the edge of the field to his pearl. But soon the rose was nearing her end. She knew it and despaired, for she never lived her dream, Even as she revelled in her admirer's love and affection, She would never get that chance, it did seem, For she was losing her petals one by one. The last day arrived and she held onto her last. He was there by her side looking melancholy, Remembering her vibrant days, visualising the contrast. Afraid to touch her, he sat by her side. He couldn't help it as a tear slipped out, But the little drop landed straight on her only petal, Her heart lifted and her soul soared, for she had no doubt, That the dew hugging her was more special than any from the sky. In that fleeting moment she felt truly at peace, She had realized the true meaning of love, And so the last petal she did release, To move onto her eternal ever after. - Miliya Parveen
and there will be days that not many will count along with me and all the clouds that follow will neither blow, nor not borrow near what i did not wish to furrow for longer than that shadow might wish to shine 'long near me it is more than an early, easy sun to set and dawn on my simple mindset oh. . . there will be days that we've yet. . . to met and only traces left behind for what we already know we never forget
Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before! Marriage is under attack… And it's because… So many people have trampled "God's set of laws…" What once was ordained as "God's order of unity…" Has often resulted in so much "infidelity…" The God given covenant between a woman and a man… Is so distorted… How can one truly understand? All the way from Genesis to Revelation… God made it clear from the time of creation… It was Adam and Eve from the very start… As Eve was formed from a rib… Close to Adam's heart. They were joined together by their God above… Being a symbol of his creation and never-ending love This same God is the redeemer of your very soul… It's only in him that you can be complete and whole! You are invited to join the marriage supper of the lamb… Christ is the bridegroom and is waiting for your hand! Won't you accept God's proposal he offers to you? He's given the invitation… What will you do? He's coming for a bride who's sins are washed away! Won't you accept his proposal of love… Today? He remains faithful… And forever true! And has already said the words; "I DO!" By Jim Pemberton
God Has Sent Jesus! God has given a wonderful gift!. Many haven't received it. He loves us so much! Many do not believe it. He's given us the gift of salvation. Many refuse it. All that we hold on to. We shall one day lose it... God gives to all, a joyous and brand new way of living! Many are living a life that is not fulfilling. Jesus... His Son... Is knocking at our heart's door. Many have said; "Go away!" I don't want you anymore!" God looks down from heaven, and what does he find? The wickedness and sin there is in mankind. Won't you accept this gift that he offers to you? The choice is yours alone. What are you going to do? He awaits your decision. You need to make up your mind. Now is the day of salvation. Now is the accepted time! Time is growing short. The hour's getting late. Come to him now! While there's still an open gate! By Jim Pemberton
What is time? For only a movement of earth, Which cannot silence such connection Changing the heart of the fighter, more soft Not a new life, but a new perspective When warmth takes refuge behind newborn snow, An ember off the end of the divine cigarette Drifts toward the space between them Now a steady glow may throb between two souls, Presenting itself as love With the rise and fall of our breathing nature How are we expected to be ready to leave?
Two birds on a wire testing each other's fire The lights of the airport pass before my weary eyes Sifting out where my future lies Evaluating my current ties We run to keep up holdin' feelings inside Reaching out in our lives Holding each other tightly In our weary souls trying to fill in the wholes Holding out our hearts looking for a fresh start Holding each other's hand Wondering why the other has not ran rlm '07 This one came to me sitting on a delayed flight out of Raleigh, NC
The people that are less understood in this world are usually the people that understand more then a normal person. they may be quite and shy but they are the ones that are going to change the world. If people call you weird or different jut say beck to them at least i have my own way and not the way of other people
When Moses saw the burning bush, from far away. He couldn't help but to hear what God had to say! "I am that I am." Were the words that came out. He knew this was the same God he heard about! God spoke to him clearly that day. with words so real! "I am the God of Abraham, Jacob and Israel!" This same God gave him strength from on high! He later walked the parted Red Sea on land so dry! God was with him before he approached the mighty king! He knew God worked through him and could do anything! Coming out of Egypt was an awesome task Moses led! God made sure his people drank and were fed! From the mighty miracles in Egypt, until the promised land. God kept his people safe, with his guiding hand! This God of Moses is the same God who takes care of us! He remained faithful to Israel! And will never forsake us! He's the great I am! The almighty God is he! He's prepared a place for us! To spend our eternity! Won't you come and serve the God of Moses this hour? Behold his awesome works! And glorious power! His love can reach and soften any heart… Into a godly communion! YOU! And the God of Moses… Can have a glorious reunion! By Jim Pemberton
Occasionally I visit my brother and we talk upon his porch. We were always so very different, of that you can be sure. He was always the smartest of us and we choose two different lives. I became a chemist while he worked on Chryslers Assembly line. After 35 years of working he retired with full glorious benefits… After 30 years in a corporation I lost my job and the retirement went with it. He bought a Harley while I looked for a job at the computer where I sit. See… I told you he was smarter… but we were different, just a bit… I was always very conservative, but actually he was in many ways, too. But his life was different… as I stayed at home… he went to biker bars. He listened to their bands and music while sipping on a beer… While I watched movies at home while I sipped a soda I held dear. I looked him up on facebook just the other day… And I found a biker babe nestled there… on his lap to stay. At first I almost choked on my soda as I set it on it's coaster stand… But he looked very happy with absolutely every thing in hand… Both of us raised good kids… we're just a little different, you can see… He ties his long gray hair back… mine I cut and dye with glee. But while we sit upon his porch swing we never fail to happily talk… Perhaps we have something in common… amazingly, after all.
Weeping Willow tree, wave gently over me, hide me from the breeze. I wish to serve cake, peppermint tea, Delighted you munch so happily no other place, I would rather be.. then sheltered in wispy custody.
How can you stop time? The precious moments past and passing. The wreathed faces of so many friends. Snap shots, jogs to the imminent fog of age. Can you stop time? Should you try, so many pictures so little eye. Will not the gentleness of time, embellish with sweetness, mute like wine, the twinkle in a deep chocolate gaze, the John Wayne, macho man, of another's ways? Do I even want to share, to freeze their countenances with greed? To perform the SO human deed to place their bubbling souls, giggles from the mouths of babes upon something as soulless, as cellulose?
Worship the Creator.... Many worship the creature(man)... rather than the creator. This is often portrayed on t.v. and the theater. Twisting God's truth into a corruptible lie, Many seek anything they feel will "satisfy." Their minds become filled with wickedness of every kind. Not willing to give a loving God just a little of their time. Addictions creep in... often catching one unaware. Soon, trapping people into temptation's snare. Only the blood of Jesus can give a way to escape. You must do it now-- before it's too late! Only through him, can you have victory each day. With every temptation... Jesus will make a way! Worshiping the creator is what you were designed to do. All of heaven anxiously extends an invitation to you! Allow Jesus to bring true joy and satisfaction to your soul! It's only in him, that you can be set free and made whole! By Jim Pemberton
Dear Lord, your beauty is admirable! Your eternal love is very desirable! The words you speak bring joy to my soul! You've restored and made me whole! Your presence is wonderful and sweet! With you in my life… I am totally complete! You have blessed me with so many things. Everlasting goodness is what you bring! I'm so thankful for all I have received. An abundant life with you, I have achieved! I bless and praise your wonderful name! I'm so happy you're here and glad you came! Your abundance of grace is more than I can speak of! You've done so much more than I can think of! All of my praise to you I am now giving! You've brought to me a new way of living! It is you that I will forever treasure and adore! With you in my life… I couldn't ask for more! By Jim Pemberton
I'm… so tired of my heart breaking I'm … so tired of my hands shaking I'm so tired of my mind racing I'm through pacifying my disconnection Do I only love you for who you used to be? When you said you'd wait for all eternity? Did you drink away every memory of me? How am I not everything you'll ever need?! I've had to sit down and write this to tell you the words i can't speak When I'm around you now i feel weak I'm drowning in my disconnection Where did he go?? You are not the soul I used to know Where did your memories go?! Why has the meaning disappeared… So suddenly Now I realize I should too You act like you remember nothing I can tell that's what I mean to you After all I've done for you All I want is to be emotionless too In the end I guess it's what I love the most about you….. Your disconnection. [©2012 SLS, this soon to be a new song for It Is Rife With Ambiguity] www.sorrylittlesharky.com
I don't want to love you, Not just yet. I'm not ready to settle, And I'm sure you're not either. I'm not ready to chain down My zest and my capacity; The best of my compassion Has yet to be raised, And I'm sure you feel the same way. Nor do I want to make love with you, Not just yet. I'm not ready for the bed, And I'm sure you're not either. I'm not ready to chain down My crest of my emotion; That nested-bearing notion Has yet to be calmed, And I'm sure you feel the same way. I don't want Mrs. Right, And I don't want Mrs. Right Now; I just want a friend. For now.
When communication fails, resort to loneliness. When loneliness fails, resort to communication. When resorting fails, communicate with your lonely self and meet your only friend. When you give up someone else's dream, you begin to live. When you free yourself from your own dreams, you realize that you've never lived at all. Then, when you dream, you'd rather be living.
After all the stress and loss After all is said, it is not done We can rise, differently than the phoenix Crawl to our feet bleeding and scarred Take a look at ourselves beaten and marred And push forth, plow through the persistent pain Give the struggles in life a fight of their own Give those who are still down a hand and bandages Join together for the good fight against life Make a difference to the indifferent Take a hammer to the chains binding the world And release the hopes that have been so long caged Free yourself, free your family, free your friends Fight
Would You Be Ready, If Christ Came Today? Are you one who's ready for Christ' return? The way you're living... Are you concerned? Many try to find a love that will last... But outside church, their spiritual candle burns out fast. Many believe they're doing good and "o.k." As long as they give a little time and pray. Many have God's word and don't know the verses. You can see their Bible on Sunday, underneath their purses! A sense of excitement stirs each morning. But many fail to heed God's somber warning. Without holiness, no one shall enter God's throne. If Jesus came today... Would you be left alone? God knows the heart of man is wicked deep within. That's why Jesus said: "YOU MUST be born again." Be separate from the world's wicked and sinful ways. "Be ready for my coming," is what Jesus says. At God's house, his divine judgement shall start. Live for Jesus NOW! Love him with all of your heart! Keep this important thought in mind... If Jesus came today... Would you go, or be left behind? By Jim Pemberton
Jesus Has Come! That I May Know Him! Jesus has come! That I may know him! I want to serve and know all about him! What an opportunity I have! He's right here! He speaks words of love… True and sincere! I'm going to return the love, he's given to me! And the life he's given, so abundantly! The time is now! My choice has been made! There's nothing for Jesus, I would ever trade! He's worthy of all praise and honor I give! All of my failures… He's willing to forgive! Glory to Jesus! Praise him most high! I want to be with him! At the meeting in the sky! Come quickly, Lord Jesus! Set my heart on fire! That knowing you, will always be my desire! By Jim Pemberton
POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE *POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!) WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND: WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED, BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING HANDED STRANGER IN STRENGTH.... AGAINST INK SPILLED... WHERE WE ARE TRUSTED IN LOYALTY AND GATHERED THOUGHTS TO EXPLORE THIS WORLD WE ONCE DESPIZED; A MAXIMUM EXPLOSSION OF JOY N' CHEER, ALL SEEMS SO CLEAR ON LOVE OF THE SOUP (*FAM..*) ATMOSPHERE* UNITED*TING!!! INKS PENNED; AS ONE...COME JOIN US... THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO ALL SOUP (*FAM..*) WRITEN BY: SWEETHEART CARMA 06-19-12 INSPIRED BY: BRITTANY MaD InK CalDwELl; PACE, G "INK-U-SCRIPT" AND; MARLON (THE SCRIBE)... THANK YOU DEAR POETS!!!!
What Do I Say… To The One Who's Given So Much? What do I say… To the one who's given so much? How I enjoy being with him… And long for his touch! What do I say… To the one who's changed my way of living? I've been changed by his love and power of forgiving! What do I say… To the one who's brought a hope I never knew! He has brought me a new meaning in the words; "I LOVE YOU!" What do I say… To the one who's brought me healing? He has restored my life and brought a wonderful feeling! What do I say… To the one who's give me his very best? He's taking away all of my worries, heartache and stress! What do I say… To the one who is God's precious son? When I get to heaven… I hope he'll say; "well done!" What will I say… When one day, this life I'll depart? Throughout my life, may I keep Jesus close to my heart! What do I say… To the one whom I call my friend? I shall sing his praises over and over again! What Jesus has to say… Brings comfort to my soul! He's here now and is with me wherever I go! Where Jesus is… Is where I want to be! What he gives… Is a NEW life for you and me! By Jim Pemberton
I knew of a brother, who told me; "Go away!" Throughout the years, he had nothing to say! Perhaps I should put a trophy up on his wall… It would read: "1st place for not giving his brother a call." I'm not sure if it was something I did or said. It's almost like he "wishes I were dead." I wouldn't want to be walking in his shoes! It's him. Not me. That's going to lose! Is "cutting someone off," really our place? Especially those who've received God's grace? Should a trophy in your home be displayed? Has God's love in your life been portrayed? Rather than trying to give someone a "shove." Why not take time, and show him God's love? God's love speaks louder than 10,000 words. Especially to the many who haven't heard! Is there anyone whom you refuse to say; "I love you?" I pray that the love of Christ will reach you! Being an example of Christ needs to be our goal! His eternal peace and love needs to fill our soul! If you can't forgive... You'll neither be forgiven! Who is the Lord… Of the way you're livin'??? By Jim Pemberton
Apon are arrival once at times seemed questionable We were greated by none. Hawaii had spoiled us to all other airport experiences Were else could a half hunover yet slighty buzzed madman stumble from a plane to encounter a beautiful woman in a grass skirt and cocunut bra once even now made me thirst for for a pina collada. But in in canada there was nothing to greet us there but cold As we stumbbled around dressed like soon to be doomed criminals awaitting trial. Cananda its slogan should have been. Welcome to Cannada it's really dam cold. But we knew where to find warmth in this enviroment. Or for that matter any enviroment. For we were drunks or as i liked to think of it consistant drinkers And on are journey into this land of freezing weather maple syrup and ice hockey. We had one true goal. we had come to drink Cannada dry. No bar would go untouched No bottle would not know are name. we would hit on many women. Score with a few and say we had slept with many. I was a religeous man and i needed to get in touch with with the spirts The spirts of Canadian mist Jim beam And my old stand by spirt Gin It was a bold mission for which we had set forth. Are livers were alredy beaten to almost a pulp but we still somehow walked and functioned in disquise of semi normal human beings but nothing was further from the truth we were writters once ment we were professional crazy people On a mission to depleet this icey land of its alcohol an drink canada dry
What A Wonderful Savior! What a wonderful savior, in Christ, I have found! He picked me up, when my life was crashing down! What an awesome Lord, I n Jesus, I know! His blessings in me, he wants to bestow! What an example in him, I have to live for! It was for us all, that Christ chose to die for! What a joy and happiness, to my heart, he brings! He gives me a reason to live, shout and sing! What an opportunity you have, to also know him! Won't you confess your sins? And bow before him? What a wonderful gift! You can receive his salvation! The past can be gone! You can be a NEW creation! By Jim Pemberton
You played my mind With that tricky style That untamed shimmer in your eye Leaves my world upside down You disappeared like Houdini And came back with nonchalance You shared a new world Then took it all back You held me and soothed me You whispered love to my soul But you lied, and you stabbed me Yet I stand tall, unbroken You are too real to be real Too believable to believe
Selfish accusations align the walls while the honest roof crumples to the floor- and you're on the skyscraper ledge, debating to jump yet you don't have capability to lose what you've created. You can't escape even if you jump cause the lies twist the noose a bit tighter. And after every inch towards the ledge, you're faced with your own disaster. Buildings collapse chaos erupts and flashing back - you reach out and pierce my back. The slow steady kind- where the dagger peels into the flesh, separating veins, scooping up any flesh you want as your own. And when you realize you've had enough pleasure you trample over my lifeless body and do it all over again. When will the lies stop and when will your words be revised, thought upon and regretted. Better yet, when will you grow up and reap your own guilt instead of running around blaming me for all of your selfish problems. With one more tug at the noose, and one last sentence from you I salute your unnecessary drama, I salute all the hurt you've caused. Because though I broke your heart- I didn't break your pride.
Stay now with me , and listen to my sighs, Bidding me to drain the curse and know it all. Feigned that I spake ill of thee, As to who beholds two currents thwart amid the fluctous profound. Pass , pass upon your way , for I grow never old...and townward take to their whirring flight. That o'er the green cornfield did pass as I trembled. Remarking how ill we are ; all dissembled. Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, in one long yelllow string wound. Tell how they lived and died not heeding to the blight. Dying in distant music, even as it came... upon the fated night , gloomy encompassing thee around. And in the green underwood and cover, up , from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive... Mindful the while that thus time flies for you, That I myself was not more whimsical. Burning more truely as it dwells, than where the lights scatter amid two voices. And all else is silent & perfect with my choices.
Because of God, I Am Blessed! I am so blessed from God above! He's given me life and eternal love! I am so blessed, what he's given to me! I was blind… But now I can see! I am so blessed to receive his grace too! Where would I be God, if not for YOU? I am so blessed to be forever his! I'm so grateful for the life HE gives! I am so blessed! And will thankfully be… With my heavenly father for all eternity! I am so blessed, to know that we're not alone! Won't you invite Jesus… Into your heart and home? You'll be glad you did! This opportunity is given! Won't you accept him now? And be forgiven? By Jim Pemberton
Friendship is hard It is like wearing an old sweater some days The yarn becomes unfrayed Other days it's like a pair of high heel shoes Wobbly and crooked is my gait Some days it seems no matter how hard I try It's like pulling teeth trying to communicate It's just seems awkward to try Mind reading and mind bending It's like jogging in the park at dark--scary and unnerving Some days I wonder why I even try Is this effort worth it all? I am just too shy and nothing comes out right at all? At the risk of sounding too critical I'm just no good at this initiation phase Starting all over is the worst part of the fall Shall I quit or start all over again? gwendolen rix 12-30-14
Listen to my words, oh God. Consider my meditation. You are my God. My fortress. My salvation! Listen to the voice of my cry... YOU are my king! You've given me a reason to shout and sing! Unto you Oh Lord… Do I kneel and pray… You are with me every hour and day! My voice shall you hear in the morning… As I read your word and listen to your divine warning! Unto you… My God. I shall direct my prayer… You are omnipresent. And are always there! You take no pleasure in those who do wickedness… But delight in those who seek righteousness! I shall come into your house of mercy and grace… And shall spread your good news all over the place! I shall worship you in your most holy temple May I daily seek you and be a Godly example… Thank you Lord for your patience and understanding… As I lean on your arms that are everlasting! You have given me a hope and love deep within. It's in you my Lord, where true life begins! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 3:1-4
we dressed for visibility armed with answers we had no questions for you the only one who knows me who goes away when the lights go out and disappears at noon O! how you are ahead of me sometimes... So thin the thing between us what we've always hoped for and what we've always been. pealing back the landscaped features sets you apart but we are getting closer every day staring at it unfolding the looming emptiness before me My shadow o abyss opening up o, abyss, abyss! Big Sur 12/2011
God Is Awesome and His Beauty Displayed! God is awesome and his beauty displayed! He's my protector! I've no reason to be afraid! God is wonderful! And his glory never ends! He is my Lord! My provider and friend! God is magnificent! And his glory is real! Behold the God of Abraham, Jacob and Israel! God is omnipresent! He's wherever I go! His son Jesus, has totally cleansed my soul! He's the reason that I am here today! I love him much more, than words can say! He's the reason why I can face tomorrow! He's removed my pain, guilt and sorrow! His word is my guiding light as I travel on. It shows me what is right.. And what is wrong! He put his love, like a shield around me! I once was lost, but his spirit found me! He's given to me his faithfulness! Forever true! And spoke to me; "I'll forever LOVE YOU!" He's my rock, my hope and salvation! Through Jesus, there is no separation! He can be your God too! Why not come to him? Through Jesus, is where a new life BEGINS! By Jim Pemberton
Walking down the empty streets, In truth already done, I've lost myself in dreams again as I sit in school, I sit and sit and sit and sit, But not a word absorbed, It doesn't matter how long I stay, I'm not here at all. He laughs and laughs all at something I said, I smile, grin in responce to him. He's shown me not to draw from people, Taught me how to be myself. To dance and listen, Learn and turn, But no longer in my head, Now I dance to live, and learn!
I seem, as I truly seem, not stating, what is, in my mind. Experiencing am I, of a, past moment. A moment, I just, can not leave behind. Remembering like it, was yesterday, again, to me, the past, seems so real. Becoming a part, of the moment, in the role, with the same emotions, that I feel. Away was I, from the familiar, upon a quest, to fight, for the free. The honor, of wearing, a soldier uniform, to defend, and annihilate, the enemy. Buddies beside me, in the commotion, us facing, the same, wrong time, and place. Tears coming down, my very eyes, as I now, can vividly see, his frighten face. Because for him, the end, was coming, as he, fought hard, during the whole attack. He then lie there, while us, his buddies, voraciously tried, to revive him entirely back. Back alive, he wasn't becoming, coming home, to those, whom loved, him all. My thoughts, and prayers, are with his family, to others, I've been, nothing but a brick wall. Me dealing, with the sadness, guilt, and anger, together in unison, and each, now and then. Finally realizing, by living, I shows him, love, of him, giving his life, from way, back when.
Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It's like we're being driven to God's elimination! God is being "forced" from many institutions! All in the name of this country's constitution! We're told that God and this country must be "separated." Anything less is what many would call; "discriminated." Any forms of Godly virtues or values are "torn down." Any symbol of a cross, is often "removed from the town." It's no wonder that this country's in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? "What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?" Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often "enjoyed." Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There's will come a day! When God's wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the "thing to do." Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as "a fool." Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only he has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; "in God we trust," in our lives must be applied! Everything we'll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country's hope! It's only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton
I've scraped together peace where I could find it When sorrowed, I no longer feel the need to hide it I've played the role again Of a child's favorite toy Cherished for a short, short while Then forgotten and cast away Well, i no longer care... Life will ever be unfair But it goes on, so I should too, and I'll have to play this game without you. sorrylittlesharky.com
God Is Our Refuge And Strength... God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46
Do We Take Life For Granted? I believe that so often we take our life "for granted." Thinking were on this earth and "forever planted…" Scripture says our life is like "a spark in the sky." We're here today... Tomorrow we may die… "Where your treasure is"… "Your heart will also be!" Have you thought about where you'll spend eternity? Everything we need… God' s given to us already… When death knocks at your door. Will you be ready? Your soul has been purchased. Bought and paid! The gift of eternal life has, through Christ, been made! The breath that you breathe... Each day you awake. Please consider Jesus as your lord… Before it's too late! Each day we have is a gift from God above… Another opportunity to be filled with HIS love! Won't you take the time to consider life eternal? So your name can be added to heaven's journal? This wonderful life that' God has given to us… Why not allow God to come in, and give him your trust? He can change and make you a new person throughout! He is your creator and is what life is all about! By Jim Pemberton
You Shook My Hand And Called Me "friend…" You shook my hand and called me "friend." But then told me "never come over again." You said that you loved me and was glad I came. But apparently things now are not the same. I saw you at church and at the morning class. Apparently you keep thinking about the past… I'm not sure if it was something I said or did. But right now, you seem unwilling to forgive. Why do so many claim to have God's love and "profess it." In the way they treat others, they seldom "confess it." It seems like the more others find out about me. They're quick to run and simply leave me! I wish that someone would listen to what I have to say. And just take some time with me and pray! I too have sinned and my faults are so many. Is there anyone who'll listen? Are there any? I ask you Jesus to help me… I now you can do it! The problems I have…. Will you see me through it? I extend my hand to you! My savior and friend! I know that you're someone I can truly depend! Thank you for not leaving me like others did! You've brought me hope and a reason to live! By Jim Pemberton
"Do you ever," she asked, "write a poem 'bout someone that you wouldn't show 'em?" I had to think on that one. "Not really," I finally answered. Her gaze begged for more. "My poetry's true while the venom I spew tends towards the prosaic and souls sympathetic to my in-the-moment human condition. I'm lucky like that, havin' snake handlers in my life." "When's the last time you danced on a rainbow?" she asked.
There were three Hebrew men with one desire. They served the true God! And were cast into the fire! King Nebuchadnezzar ordered them to bow to a false idol. But they made up their minds to serve the God of the Bible! He ordered them thrown into the furnace so hot! But there was a lesson here, that was to be taught! As he looked in… He couldn't believe what he saw! He had seen the living son of God, after all! At this sight, his words broke and his body trembled! The Hebrews were unharmed! No matter how hot the fire was kindled! He called them out, yelling for them one by one. He knew they had a visit from God's holy son! He looked! And their bodies weren't even burned! They trusted their God! And had no reason for concern! This same God who rescued the three Hebrew men… Is the same God who can rescue you from sin! Though the "fires of life, may be "hot and burning." It's in the direction of God… That you need to be turning! The living son of God would like to visit you today! Won't you listen to the words of life, he has to say? He is the true God! The king of kings is he! And invites you to be with him! For all eternity! By Jim Pemberton
I don't write music anymore And I'm not dancing alone in my room The mirror reflects nothing but still life And the speakers simply shout static My bed is empty and unkempt And I no longer rock, nor roll in my chair Still, it moves With aid from a ghost or perhaps, The wind For the window is shattered Like ear drums by blaring bass lines So, no, I don't write music anymore But I'm still stuck on stanzas
Jesus... The Rock Of Ages! Through the storms of life's sea that rages… I found a shelter in Christ! The rock of ages! He's here to help me with life's uncertainties… And will help me through life's difficulties! He's my solid rock and a solid foundation! I can turn to him, no matter the situation! He's here to guide us and to lead us along… Even when everything in life is "going wrong!" He is my help, shelter and a strong tower! He is here to help me… Every day and hour! He's given to me and my family his blessing! There's nothing from him I want to be missing! Jesus… The rock of ages and wonderful friend! He's brought me peace and hope within! Glory to God for his mercy and love! He's my protector and shelter from heaven above! By Jim Pemberton
Somewhere tingling on the tip of your tongue Look for me Remembering When we were young Somewhere hiding in the bottom of your heart Look for me Trying To finish what I start Somewhere running in the back of your mind Look for me Falling And getting left behind Somewhere sinking in the depths of your soul Look for me Spiraling Way out of control Somewhere lurking in your shadows of doubt Look for me Searching To find my way out
Evening's highland performance, Essence of a gentle love, Radiance, Dreams of morning's warmth Graced upon your face, A spring bare love, Inspires sweet word's whispered, Produce's an unbroken breeze.
. Your Brush is it or my pen Painting a picture in words Searching your smile in faces Hidden in the crowd of people Like diamond in coal mine Like the gem among rocks Only to be found by hearts That seeks the inner beauty That holds in your persona Some grace, some charms Enlighten worlds with smiles That gives hearts some joy That is rarely feel in others Silently observing you in you Silently adoring you in you Its not that i like many yours Just that i have few like you Something to share that trust Few words, few thoughts In magic of your artistic hands Or in my spell bonding poetry Your Brush is it or my pen
I'm So Thankful… I'm so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he's created… His beauty is displayed! I'm so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I'm so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I'm so thankful for the beauty and glory he's shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I'm so thankful for the many things he's done for me… He's given me his love which flows abundantly! I'm so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He's taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I'm so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he's with me. And he'll never depart! I'm so thankful that you're reading what I've been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who's merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You'll allow Christ to have your heart "amended." Thank you Lord! For what you've done and are going to do… It's another way that I can say "I LOVE YOU!" Thank you Lord! For all that I've received and so much more… You've made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton
In a self-centered way I have to think God was thinking of me when he created you. Today's the day you were born (three days after me) . I think of us newborn babies in the hospital at the same time. Same small town just different hospitals... neighbors right from birth. Right from the beginning our lives were aligning. We were parallel yet we never looked to the side to see the other... until we were teenagers. Then, just like the day we were born, we were neighbors again. Our lives were once again aligning. I'm glad we looked to the side and found eachother. Today I celebrate you being born and also us finding eachother. Happy Birthday Todd. I look forward to sharing many more ''birthday weeks'' with you, as we have since the week we were born.
I am a Lemon-Drop Vodka Martini You are a refreshing healthy Green Tea You are cautious, resistant, frisky I am feisty, playful, risky I am rough country, loud voices You are smooth jazz, soft noises You are a sitting, talking sweet, lyric I am a standing, dancing free, spirit I blossom in excessive stimulation You desire quiet contemplation I crave social places where I can be free You crave something more low-key We don't get each others personality We merely accept the others reality Defensive, marching to our own tunes We release the past, mending our wounds Where I am happy, you get dizzy Where you are happy I get uneasy Let go the idea we were meant to be Accepting fate, ending fantasy You were the key, I was the lock It did not fit, you had to knock Square peg, round hole Even writing took its toll Lesson learned in less than a season Knowing we met for a good reason Hearts were healed, growth was gained Glad our friendship still remained
A Redeemer's Love! I life, we all have many choices! Hearing and listening to many voices! We can get into trouble of various kinds… And end up with very confused minds! There's many lives being torn apart! I know that this often breaks a person's heart. Man of us have trials and difficult situations… It's happening throughout this land and our generations. There's a God who rules and reigns above… And is waiting to fill our heart with love! There is a God who is supreme! He can change your life NOW! And do ANYTHING! Whatever the situation in your life might be… The blood of Jesus can totally set you FREE! I know and have personally experienced within… The joy in knowing Jesus… And being born again! I've received God s gift of grace and love untold. His gift of grace is more precious than gold! Won't you take a few minutes in a heart-felt prayer… God loves you! He's always there! I can almost hear the angels of heaven singing near God's throne! Another sinner has repented… And found his way home! By Jim Pemberton
I can see myself in a few years, Drinking with a ghost, I'll take a magic marker and trace my outline on a mirror, To that dark border I'll raise my drink, The best and the worst of me, Crux and credibility, Least or most? Shadow or ghost? I pray that there will be two outlines, rather than an outline and a ghost, We can both drink to that.
Becoming one Unaware Of the gentle air Starting to tear Unconscious satiation Soft syncopation Becoming undone Until we break in two
I meet a Muslim brother in San Fernando I tell him As-salam alaykum It was time to break his fasting So he invites me for dinner to his home There was very a big gathering It had about 45 people He introduce me to his family And then show me a seat on the table His wife tells me to help my self As she put a plate in front of me So I started to take some food Thanking her for the hospitality There were so many different dishes So I take a little bit of all The lady next to me phone rings She said excuse and got up to take the call I really like how they stew chicken Cook the goat and mango talkari I didn't notice some fall on my shirt And mess it up with curry Two guys start talking about fishing One of them saying how he has a boat A young girl sharing cake and ice cream It was time to make room for desert Then a baby started crying So the mother feed him a bottle A bunch of little children playing Eating all colors popsicles My friend call me on the sofa To meet his mother and father Then his wife come and gives me A cold bottle of springs water Then I see my best friend Derek Who is a here Krishna He comes with his wife shanty A Hindu girl from in Barataria He said "salaam, salaam We all said "As-salam alaykum His wife said "Namaste My friend said welcome to our home It was a wonderful evening A mixture of race and religions Everyone talking and laughing Having friendly conversations Well, it was getting late Time for me to go home I thank them for having me over And I "said "As-salam alaykum Now I coming down the front steps Thinking this is a night I won't forget While walking to get a taxi I stop to buy a pack of cigarette
These moments we have that are ours to share, Are those special ways to show how we care. All our thoughts and feelings we protect so well, It's as if we were all living inside a shell. But with you my dear they always will be in plain sight, You will always know this love we have is so right. Not ever any doubts will there ever be , As long as you are always and forever with me. Through the sad times and the good times you will find , How happy you are that I am yours and you are mine. Not many can say what I can so proudly say, When I've awaken each and all of my days. How grateful I am you have came into my life, How happy I will be to have you as my wife. T A Carter
tick. . . tick. . talk the time today busy a great gather of basketed flowers that might move us towards great outlawed-metered parked cars ticketing themselves and twist. . . twist your fire-hydrant wrist while the streets look the other way simple lack-luster awaits your perceptive 50's point of view but it's all the daughters that decide off which part of concrete to part with and wake up in which car to ride in
I had the dogs to talk to on the way the birds to guide me and the hours where like flowers blooming growing as we searched and sniffed high and low step by step from landing to landing until before I knew it I was at the top of the mountain, at a door set into the rock I knocked and I could clearly see how the river was the roots of my journey was also the tree and was also the pattern of you and me reaching from the earth to the sky a smile was the clouds passing beneath your rainbow hands I opened the door and went into the mountain
Going Through A Discouraging Time… I know of someone going through a discouraging time. Thoughts of "giving up" have entered his mind. As a young man, he tried to trust God with what he had. Now he's upset with God. Very angry and mad. "How could God who's so loving and faithful..." "Not help me now?" "He doesn't seem very helpful!" Rather than trusting God with his problems and uncertainty. He missed out on God's love, peace and tranquility! His life spiraled down, with really "no where to go." He felt so empty, with no peace in his soul. He shifted the focus of the uncertainties in life… Blaming God for his many troubles and strife. Through the good and bad times, God is still the same... He remains faithful and true. He doesn't change! He remains dedicated to being there… Just for YOU! His promises never change, no matter what others do! Allow him to prove his commitment to your well being! His words of life… You too can be receiving! His love for you is everlasting, and will never end. God is. And will always… Be your best friend. Please... Right now... Make the best choice! Listen to his words! And listen to his voice! He's at your heart's door. Waiting for an invitation... He can bring to your life completeness and restoration! By Jim Pemberton 12/04/11
I dare you to miraculously take my thrown, take the dagger, but I have a stone. I dare you to rip my rugged shirt the one you bought me 5 years ago I dare you to torture my humbly bitten soul the one you bit right threw, sucking my treacherous flesh- as if it were venom. But I don't dare you to love me, the way I once did, the way I searched your pupils, every aspect of color alive- I don't dare you to please me, I've been pleased too much before- taking my pride- cherishing it. You ripped out your own heart- while dealing with mine. Soaking up the blood from your steak-knife- the same assassination you've done before it's really not worth this much. It really never was. But I long for those days every 2nd day. Where it was you and I and all the sweet-time in the world. Now- history Kiss me one final time. Finale of repetition Smash your dirty face in mirror. I don't believe you anymore.
I 'm Not a Reverend Nor Have A Fancy Title… I'm not a reverend, nor have a "fancy title." But I serve and love the God of the Bible. I'm probably not what you'd expect a Christian to be… I love Jesus. And I know that he loves me! I'm probably not someone you'd want to be with. I'm the kind of person you may not want to be seen with! I do have many faults, and am not sure how to "fit in." I may not be the kind of person you'd call a "friend." If I'm such a bad person, why should Christ love me? Are you sure that even HE wants to be with me? Will he be someone to show me mercy and grace? In his home in heaven… Do I have a place? Will he ignore me as you try so hard to do? Or will I hear the words; "I LOVE YOU?" I'm going to focus on him with my mind. At least he'll give me some of his time! I'm going to lay my every problem at his feet. It's only in him that I shall be complete! He knows all about me… Inside and out! This is what his forgiveness is all about! He wants to change me and take away my sin! He cares so much and will always be my friend! Thank you my Lord for caring when no one else did! It's only in you I have a new reason to LIVE! By Jim Pemberton
Can God Find You Faithful? I once knew a man had made up his mind. He left his wife and children behind! He met someone who "captured his heart." This was a deception from the very start! His wife gave God and their kids her love and attention... But her husband went Into another direction! They went to church... And did their "Sunday best." How could this turn into such a mess? Temptation can happen to anyone!. Whether rich or poor. Be careful what you allow to enter your heart's door. Regardless of whether you've been married for a lot of years..." One shameful act can bring heartache and tears! The love that's been given... Let no one take away! No matter what others think... Or what they might say. Stay true to God! You'll be glad you did! His love and joy will bless you each day you live! Jesus will never forsake you! Or leave you alone! Allow HIM to bring peace and restore your home! By Jim Pemberton
The Men, Rolled In … Like Ocean Waves The Women, Splashed and Sprayed and Splayed And Laughed and Cried In Salty, Foam-Crests In Liquid-Blue, Up To Our Breasts … On Bright, Shine Afternoons … Or In Fog, Floating In From Coasts, Subdued And The Men Rolled In … Like Ocean Waves Playing and Surging, Roaring Out Praise Buoyed High, Bobbing Up and Down So Quick, So Strong, The Men Swam … And Women, Wet in Swimsuits Carried Away Corals and Seashells, As Loot Putting Them To Our Ears, Everyday To Hear What Echoes of Sea, Had To Say And On Soft, Crystal Sand, Pearls, We Did Lay As The Men, Rolled In … Like Ocean Waves …
I know how hard saying it can be, It just gets stuck in your throat Each time you try to explain what your are trying to say. When you finally get the never to talk about it The subject has walked away. Why is I love you so hard to say?
Hello my friend. I had forgotten you. I read so many ways to come home to the Truth, that I pick up signs and make them into chaos designs. Images are communication and words dilute. The essence of reality is mute. I heard the descriptions fall from my mouth. Purposeless and judgments of past with blooming awareness of an unconscious brain path. The death of those pictures as they hit open air, illuminate pure birth forms and wisdom to share.
I'd Rather Have Jesus… I'd rather have Jesus than riches or gold! I'd rather have him than anything in this world! I'd rather have Jesus than any kind of wealth! He's brought to my life healing and good health! I'd rather have Jesus than anyone I know! His blessings in me, is what he wants to bestow! I'd rather have Jesus than what anyone could give! He is has given an abundance of love each day I live! I'd rather have Jesus instead of being "famous!" The life that he brings to me… Is rather gracious! I'd rather have Jesus! My soon and coming king! H's life for mine is what he does bring! Won't you accept this same Jesus! He loves you so much! You'll never be the same after his special touch! By Jim Pemberton
These next few days, listen to your friends. You will find the answers you seek And make many changes before happily settling down. These next few days, listen to your friends For the support and comfort when you smile or frown. You will never need to worry for a steady income. These next few days, listen to your friends; You will find the answers you seek. (3 Fortunes After Dinner at Peking Palace With My Family)
there's a blue jean moon out there tonight you know, the one that's got that look in its eye like it's got a million places to go and it doesn't know where to start or who to call first
i see it before me i have not stepped towards, nor walked along its direction it is clearly there for me to do so the decision can stray left or right of the way I go and all I know is that it starts before me
and everyday tells me that everyday is trying to break through every day that's about to be tomorrow has its sorrow caught up in the crowds people were meant to meet greet each other with each others' day only takes two to stop and see it that way only takes a few minutes to make sense of hours only a few days to weekly month up a year the sun shows up and down gives us all another round to finally say what we heart all the energy spent wasted only if the lips don't part
Has Jesus Changed? Or Is It Us? I often hear of the "newest fashion." Perhaps I'm one that's "old fashioned?" Even at church, there's a push for "contemporary." Throughout the building, and the sanctuary. I suppose many want to keep up with "the times." It's the way of reaching the hearts and minds. I wonder; "has Jesus changed?" "Or is it we?" "Are we walking in Christ?" "Are we truly free?" I'm not going to worry about keeping up with the rest… I'm giving my life to Jesus And Ill try to do my best! I want to give him my love, and my attention! I'll let others worry about their own direction! Just a simple faith in Christ is what I'll count on! Christ is always someone that I can depend on! You stick with new ideas and current fashions! I think I'm going to love Jesus, with a compassion! He's all that I need, and someone that I'm proud of! As long as I have him... Everything else I need less of! Does Jesus change? No! He's the same as ever before! His promises and words of life I always need more! I thank and bless Jesus! And the power of his name! With him in my life! Things will never be the same! By Jim Pemberton
You know a tractor is not a toy Not a play thing for a little boy But when cradled in its seat Life became for me a treat Behind its wheel I learned to drive Found happiness in being alive Released her clutch without a lurch My world had fullness from that perch But these are the tales of a day gone by I remember them sometimes with a sigh The days grow duller with the passage of time But these are the memories that make life rhyme I've gained knowledge from scholars face to face Benefited from their degrees and grace I gained wisdom on an H Farmall From an old man in bib overalls. I have traveled this country far and wide I have crossed the ocean to the other side But some of the finest things I ever saw Were on the farm, with the H, and my Papaw.
Where the floor meets the wall, She stands in her usual spot, Craving a cigarette, Observing, processing, psycho-analyzing, Another Saturday night with her friends. Their forced civilized exchange of small talk, Boasting, intellectual competitions and back handed compliments Vainly covers the tension of secret love triangles, Unspoken resentments, jealousies, and Bruised egos until the alcohol takes effect and people start going to the bathroom in groups. That is when someone puts on jazz album, And suggests a game which brings out the "realness" in everyone: They tell stories, make confessions, Share moments of tenderness before Declaring war Shattering several expensive wine glasses and Dissolving into fits of hysterical laughter or sobbing Until a fight is taken outside a couple is having sex in the basement, and someone is vomiting in the kitchen waste basket. Except her, Lightly buzzed by some cheap white box wine, She will comfort and offer sage advice to the histrionic and the clueless which they will soon forget or dismiss. Refill the pretzel and chip bowels, Break up a fight between two romantic rivals, Pour countless whiskey shots and shake 20 mean Vodka martinis, Nurse the drunk and clean up the mess in the kitchen. Years from now, these alleged group of friends will Rewrite this night filled with fun and merriment Where the drinks, drugs and conversation flowed, and the fire never died, While she will accurately recall every detail and wonder Why she allowed this group of sparkling, beautiful, broken people To cast her as their resident Gopher Maid Bartender Unpaid therapist Keeper of secrets Enabler… What was her incentive or her reward? Beyond their peripheral acceptance.
I went to the valley lookin' for a dime a nickel's all I found baby ain't it a crime I went to the valley hopin' I'd find you I hoped you'd find me too I went to the river lookin' for a name a mirror's all I found baby this ain't a game one time a devil two times a sin I hope you'll let me in Woke from a dream I didn't have no place cool wind vanished without a trace life went and played me for a fool that's why I need you I went to the fact'ry lookin' for some yarn 'fore I knew it I was ripped and torn tied up in tragedy but don't feel no pain I got your blood in my veins I went to to the valley lookin' for a dime a nickel's all I found baby ain't it a crime I went to the valley without a clue I'm so happy I found you
A sea made up of a million tears... Drowning whatever comes near The forgotten and broken soul. Bitter spirit Pushing away The ships of friendship and love With waves of rage. Erasing history And throwing those into a cage, To make them see how it feels Being in such inner pain. High tides flood the land Never has the bitter sea spirit felt so grand In destroying all those who had a hard time Trying to understand.
Days and nights and the universe I The musty monsoon insects with swelled bellies soggy paper boats. II Curiosity a black feathered bird peeps in, there is no return. III Close the eyes, its night. A bat has taken a bite; the fruit rolls away. IV The desolate rails. Millions of butterflies, they reign the wild shrubs. V Crystallized water, this rock has witnessed years, a fly has more eyes. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
What will be Will be! I know of this, first hand Your life was taken away So abruptly! I will Never forget That day! Till the day My body dies And I am with you, again! "How was I to prepare myself?" With That kind of Life changing, event! You Didn't warn me You Were permanently leaving! I hope You know How much "I love you" Know You will never be forgotten! I don't know What Has got into me! Consciously I feel you Inside me I see images Of your face So clearly! Am I crazy To believe in this, my love? "Are you still with me?" "Is my imagination Playing cruel tricks Running rampant As I talk with you As if You were by my side, right now In my heart and mind Your face etched Imprinted Like a blue print That never fades Your foot prints Still remain, beside me My heart beats Eternally Trying to make sense of everything! Forgive me, my love For being so strong in my feeling For it has been a long time Since I lost you, my friend Something I haven't Quite Got over! My heart Having A mind of its own Aching To be with you, still! To see you To smell you To touch you To taste you One Last time! I want to say "Goodbye" Once and for all! As We have Brought out The best and worst In each other Rivers run deep When it comes to you and me! We have had our fair share of fights and arguments Stubborn disagreements All of them Meaningless Now You cease to exist! I miss your lingering touches Your hand, stroking my face Your big, blue eyes Looking into mine Your warm lips Your rough, unshaven face The way you Passionately Kiss me While We make love, till dawn I miss All those nights You kept me Safe and warm! I miss Your Loving embrace I miss Your Reassurance! "Am I ever going to feel the same, with another?" Just As I felt In your arms, my love? How Do I let you go? How Do I set myself, free? I am ready To love, again! With 'Our eternal love' Supporting And Guiding me Especially In times, like these!
Aborted Babies… Innocent life is being murdered each day. While our courts say that it's legal and "o.k." Women getting pregnant and maybe don't understand. The tragedy that's happening all over this land! Is this really something that many people have willed? To have the unborn to be "torn apart and killed?" Many are told abortion is the "best thing to do." But not knowing who else to turn to. Government pretends to have an answer for this. But it's just turning into one huge mess! Read the Bible and you will come to know. The God who created you… Loves you so! Jesus knew you in the womb! Your hair color and name! He saw your body when out of your mother you came! He saw your little heart the first time it beat! And saw your mother the first time she tickled your feet! There is never one unwanted person on God's list! You are precious to him… And are never missed! He knows each life and every heart that's beating! And brings purpose, love and a TRUE meaning! BY Jim Pemberton
The doors are so heavy On the other side of freedom I can barely hear my own breath Behind the swinging piece of wood But I will always hear your laughter I sit outside with melodies Replaying themselves in my mind forever Waiting to catch a glimpse But I only note the passersby And not one of them is you For you've locked yourself behind a mask A heavy façade that I cannot push away
You Feel Like You Have No Where to Go? Do you feel like you have no where to go? Things have brought stress to your soul..." Do you feel like "everything's been taken?" You're all alone... And have been forsaken... Do you feel like life has "turned it's back on you?" You don't know what "in the world you're going to do..." Do you feel like no one's listening to what you say? You don't feel like you can make it through another day. If you feel this way... I've good news to bring! Jesus is here! Waiting to take care of everything! Perhaps you feel like you've hit a "dead end." There's one who wants to be your friend. Do you feel there's no real hope or chance? Do you feel overwhelmed by your circumstance? Jesus knows of all your troubles and pain! He's here now... Why not call on his name? Feel his goodness and let him restore our soul. He'll bring peace to your life and make you whole! Feed on his word... And let his spirit in. He'll meet all of your needs again and again! In God's direction is where your life needs to be leaning... Only he can bring true hope & meaning! By Jim Pemberton
We often hear this topic across our nation. Another person crying; "discrimination." In our many attempts to not discriminate. It seems like it's God that we seek to eliminate. It seems like we've come up with our own "rules." And somehow have turned into a bunch of "fools." We accept many perversions of various kinds… But God himself? We seem to close our minds! In many of our lives, we've "kicked " him out. And refuse what he really is about! The words, "In God we trust..." Our money bears it! Anything of God? We're afraid to share it! It seems like the courts almost say he doesn't exist! And have brought much confusion into our midst! As many say it's "offensive" to display a cross… Many godly values have already been lost! It's time to wake up America! And begin to see! The kind of country we're beginning to be! A country that's foundation is getting off course. Being driven by a wicked and ungodly force! Out only hope is in God! And him alone! We must invite him back into our homes! To God and his word we must hold secure and fast! He is our only hope, that our country will last! By Jim Pemberton
If I Could Hear, Those Words Again, I'd Say The One You'd Love To Hear. I Wish I Would've Listened;I Hate It When I'm Hated. Even Worse When I Know Your Jaded, Forgotten Pain Finally Came Back. Together I Know Now We'll Never Be. At Least I Know The Final Cut Would Make Me Free. The Chance Isn't What I Need, All I Want Is To Hear You Speak Any Non-Venomous Words To Me. I Don't Want To Feel Anymore, When I Was Numb, It Felt So Right. Now I See, What I Always Hated. Love Wasn't Meant For The Fated. Heaven Never Wanted Me, Hell can't Save Me, Purgatory's Just A Name For The Pain. So Goodbye And Good Luck To This World. I Don't Really Love or Care About You or It Anymore. Once I Tried It, It Felt So Good, Now I Can't Stop The Blood From Coming Out! I Hear The Sirens, An Ambulence Comes. But What I Hear Is My Tears, Falling In The Rain. My Best Friends Can't Save Me, They're The Reason I'm Already Dead. Please Close My Coffin. I've Said All That Should Be Said.
meeting of the minds an easy conversation friendship may grow strong (February 7, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
TABLE SIN OF NOUVEAU RICHE sweetest dawn he ever knew Toast was perfect, sky was blue from the window all he saw --- Sparkling as the artists draw BUT that NIGHT didn't whine, didn't stutter when he wakened in the gutter Didn't know he'd tempted Fate Nibbling garnish from his plate
Will God Accept Me? I had nothing to offer to God but a life of shame. I was embarrassed of the mention of my name I had nothing to offer to God but "failure." I didn't know if he listened to me prayer? I had a life that was just falling apart. I often cried from a wounded heart. I began to blame myself for things going wrong. I began to feel like I didn't belong. I'd begin each day with a lot of stress and tension. I didn't feel any kind of love or appreciation. Many of my friends began to "leave me behind." There wasn't a single "friend" I could find! Just when everything was falling around me... Jesus was there! His love began to surround me! "Lord, please help me!" Where the words spoken. My life was coming apart!, And was empty and broken! Jesus reached down and took a hold of my hand! And told me everything I went through... He understands! Day by day he brought to me a peace I never knew! Putting my life back together was what he wanted to do! As I read his word, his spirit renewed my mind. A precious friend in HIM… I was able to find! He accepted me! And gave so much more! He truly is what living my life is meant for! He is and will always be the Lord for me! And can do the same for you! Most certainly! By Jim Pemberton
Lord… I Shall Sing Of Your Praises! Lord… With all of my heart… I sing your praises! Before the hosts of angels in heavenly places! I face your temple as I worship and thank you! Everything I have… I lay down before you! Your kindness and faithfulness are backed by your name! Your promises are forever… And will never change! When I pray… You encourage me by giving the strength I need… Into the path of righteousness… You faithfully lead! Every king on earth will give thanks and listen to your voice! It's only in you my Lord… The whole earth does rejoice! I shall sing of your glory and give you my praise! I shall worship and honor you all of my days! I bring honor to you.. My lord and my king! You're all I'll ever need…. And have supplied everything! Your glory is great and forevermore shall be… The God I love and want to be with for eternity! Read Psalm 138: 1-5 (tlb) By Jim Pemberton 12/30/12
Lord… How Wonderful Is Your Name! Lord… How wonderful is your name! I invite you into my life to reign! Lord… How beautiful is your name! With you… My life is never the same! Lord… How majestic is your name! It was for I… That to earth you came! Lord… How wonderful your really are! Your glory shines brighter than a star! Lord… How precious you are to me! Your spirit has come and blessed me! Lord… I surely love and appreciate you! You're the only one I can always turn to! Lord… I worship and honor you forever! You're robed with glory and splendor! Lord… You are Jesus. The great I AM! Everything I go through… You understand! Lord… All of my needs… You supply! And give rivers of living water to satisfy! Lord… To your words, may I be quick to listen! There's nothing from you… I want to be missin'! By Jim Pemberton
do you remember when we were so young when the fall fell down and the spring had sprung when the winter came and made us so cold when the summer flame found us playing and saying I hope we never grow old..
I think many in church neglect what they should do… "Doing unto others as you'd have them do unto you." At first some try shake your hand and be a friend, But you may say or do something that offends. Rather than reach out and loving in Jesus' name, They're wish you'd leave and never came! One day they talk to you.. Then... They do not. They pass you by...without a second thought. Your feel like you're "mud in the ground." When you need help… They're nowhere to be found. I know it's hard to be in this particular place. Maybe wondering if you've fallen from God's grace. No matter what others may do… -God wants you to know. You're in HIS hands... and he'll NEVER let you go! Jesus is there for you--each and every day. Listen to HIS voice--no matters what others say! By Jim Pemberton
Is love a feeling trapped deep inside that any painful moment can cause you to cry Is love an infatuation with the opposite sex feeling you must always be at your very best Is love a thought, action, or deed grown in the heart from the planting of a seed for what is love but a single notion that drives the heart with many emotions Is love the warmth beneath a gentle breath that sends uncontrollable chills down the back of your neck Is love the desire behind a stare that leaves you in a daze hypnotize by lust struck within its gaze Is love the security felt from a strong embrace or the steady soft caress of a hand upon your face is love missing someone when they've gone on a long trip or the heated passion of a slow kiss upon your lips Is love merely knowing someone will always be there just knowing your heart and life will always be shared
Quite often I got unsympathetic looks and angry remarks for saying the wrong words, but meaning no harm I started a bloody battle... be careful when talking with someone who seems too rational! I can apologize and restore that friendship with incessant tears, but will it be accepted or harshly rejected as when they looked away? Some are appeased or forgiving when we crawl on bruised knees... if that's what it takes to be excused or forgiven: what kind of friends are they? Retreading words already spoken could not be helpful if the offender pleads; it's kind of late to go back in time and change that unfortunate incident, how up-lifting it would be for friends to say, " You didn't really mean that! " Folks who rush to judgement should reflect on this and not be impervious to pleas. Have you said the wrong words to a relative, neighbor co-worker or friend? Are you worried that those words have ruined what you held dear? Great relationships can be easily broken and never mended... and before you say the wrong words: speak diligently and make yourself clear.
As I Knelt Down To Pray… Last night, as I knelt down to pray. I was at a loss for the words to say. So much to pray for. It was overwhelming. I thought about what life is becoming! People's heartaches.. I've heard a few! What, in the world, is one going to do? I prayed for the many lost souls around. And for the joy in many that can't be found. I prayed for many difficult situations. And for many to receive God's gift of salvation. I asked God to cleanse me of my sins. As each day, a new journey in my life begins. I asked God to inspire me to share him with others. And not forget his command to love one another! I asked God to forgive me of wrongs I committed. And to forgive me of people that I've "omitted." I asked God to bless those who've meant to harm me. And to help others, whether or not they love me! I asked God to help me to stay on the narrow road. And to trust him, even when I'm carrying a heavy load! I ask you now Lord Jesus, to have you way in my heart. From your spirit's direction... May I not depart! May I keep close to me, the love that you've given. And be humble in knowing my sins are forgiven! May you help me to be your example that will shine. While I am still here. And still have the time! Thank you Lord for hearing my prayer to you! I am honored for the opportunity just to know you! By Jim Pemberton
God Gave Me His Love... I Need To Share It! God gave me his love. I wouldn't share it! The guilt I feel now. I can't hardly bear it! He gave to me blessings and a peace within. He gave to me joy and a chance to be his friend! He asked that I give to others what I received. His life for others is what he's achieved! When God needed me, I tried to run and hide. I was filled with selfishness and pride! Though I had accepted him and was born again… I wasn't interested in reaching souls for HIM! Deep inside me there was a voice that began to stir! Christ helped me to have Victory so true and secure! He helped me with his words of love spoken… I wanted to be his vessel! Not just a "token." His spirit is with me each day that I live! I want others to know of his power to forgive! Won't you share the love that he's given to you? Won't you give back to the one who truly LOVES YOU? His love is everlasting and hard to contain! You'll find all that you need when you call on his name! By Jim Pemberton 05/04/12
Just Because I Said I Do Just because I said I do… Is not the reason why And not even when you asked the question And my heart took off to fly. Thinking back to when we first met How we walked then hand in hand And the conversations that seemed endless Memories, oh, so grand. So many years have passed now And so many nights we shared Feeling safe together Our hearts and souls we bared. Time has taken toll now We walk still hand in hand From passion and young love Grew something really grand. contest inspiration: Just Because I Said I Do
The Sweetness Of Jesus The sweetness of Jesus means so much to me! I once was blind… But now I can see! The sweetness of Jesus has brought fulfillment. It's given to me peace, hope and contentment! The sweetness of Jesus has done many things! I'm grateful with the beauty that it also brings! The sweetness of Jesus… There's nothing to compare! It is awesome and wonderful and is everywhere! The sweetness of Jesus is what I truly need! It will complete my life! Yes! Indeed! The sweetness of Jesus can be yours for the asking! It can bring to you a life that's everlasting! The sweetness of Jesus… You cannot measure! It's wonderful and a priceless treasure! The sweetness of Jesus can be yours today! Why not get alone with HIM and begin to pray??? Salvation from Jesus as a gift freely given! It can change you now! And the way you're livin'! A moment with Jesus is time well spent! Why not come to him now? And humbly repent? Living forever with Jesus is the reason that he came! Won't you reach out to him? And call on HIS name??? By Jim Pemberton
I'm Pressing On For Jesus! I want to press on for Jesus today! May I be attentive! To what he has to say! I want to seek the cross, and it's true meaning. May HIS will in my life, become more revealing! I want more of Jesus' love to daily surround me! It wasn't I, but the Lord Jesus that found me! I want more of his word, to nourish my mind! May his example in me, be what others find! I want to seek his forgiveness! I always need it! His blood can wash away any sin! I believe it! I want you Lord, to come and fill me up! Take your spirit's oil, and fill my empty cup! Thank you Jesus for this! And everything you do! Help me to press on! And keep loving YOU! By Jim Pemberton
I lay awake, at night Hearing your spirit, calling me I feel you, deeply Another time, another space How, do I bring you back home?
You'd Think Living For God Is A "Bad thing." You'd think living for God is a "bad thing." Many have tried to remove him from everything! As millions of lives are on drugs, sex and dope. It's no wonder why many have given up hope! Just when we need God the most... He's cast out! We're discovering what a "Godless society" is all about! Who are you going to turn to when you need help the most? Are you serving the true God? Or chasing a "ghost?" I don't care how many courts say he does not belong. His words are truth. They're powerful and STRONG! He brings help and healing in his arms divine. He's still the same God thru the passing of time! Behold the Glory of the Lord and his righteousness! It's only in him that America find true happiness! Jesus is coming soon in his glory and splendor. He wants for you to be with him now and forever! Whatever people say… God does love you! He is here right now and wants to be with you! God... Not the government is your true supply. He is Jehovah... He is El Shaddai! Won't you come to him and make him your friend? You'll find true hope and an atonement for sin! By Jim Pemberton
A Moment With Jesus… To have a moment with Jesus is what I seek. I need him with me, every day of the week! To have some time with the King of Kings.. Joy and peace to me is what he brings! To be able to talk with him is instrumental… It's something to treasure and is quite eventful! To have the opportunity to sit at his feet… Knowing that with him.., I'm made complete! To know and love him, who's loving and kind. I'm my beloved's and he is mine! A moment with Jesus is yours for the asking. Won't you accept his gift of life everlasting? Time with our savior is time worth sharing! Especially with someone so loving and caring! Having time with Jesus… What more can be said? He's the living water and the daily bread! He's what you need! No matter what others tell you! He is here right now! And will never fail you! By Jim Pemberton .
She. She, remains just out of focus, an elusive portrait, etched in the corner of the mind's eye. she, sometimes strays into view, a blurred mirage, of burnished words cast in indelible dye. she, steals fragments of each day, a welcome thief, of emotions left in some dusty space. she, scatters my poems in the breeze, an invited spell, that vanishes into the wind without a trace. she, renders me mute and so often blind, the wild dreamer, a seeder of impossible thoughts in the mind. she, brings the elements of nature to me, a gentle healer, she unfolds my thoughts setting them free. she, comes and goes as she chooses, an untamed spirit, soothing the very place that she bruises. she, rouses me in nights of empty slumber, a murmured breath, brushing my cheeks with kisses too many to number. she, remains to me the enigmatic one, a burning riddle, yet she stays with me as each torturous day is done. she, my heart knows not why she stays, my consistent constant, filling up my nights and consoling my days. she, deserves so much more from fate, the truest soul, she loves too much and knows not how to hate. she, arrives again tonight as I lie awake, a thoughtful shield, my coat of armour in a world far too fake. she, stays with me and within me stays still, the true one, and to dwell deep in my soul is where she always will. she, from whose cup I have so greedily drank, a giver of life, I have not the words with which to her wholly thank. she, knows how desolate a world this can be, my sustainer of hope, and of life and of breath is what she will always be.
I Was Stumbling Around… One day, I found myself "stumbling around." Any true peace in my life was nowhere to be found. The satisfaction I was looking for, just wasn't there. I got to the point in life where I didn't even care! There were some "dark" things I tried to hide. But this body of mine was really aching inside! The habits I had, were pulling in a "downward momentum." The things I did… I don't want to mention them! I knew that my life was crashing down fast! Any kind of pleasure I tried… It didn't last! What was I going to do? I began to ponder. I was very confused and began to wonder… Then one night I cried out to God, in Jesus' name. Things in my life would never be the same! I cried, "God…Will you take me?" "I've nothing to give!" I was really discouraged and tired of the way I lived! Just when all seemed hopeless with no way out… God touched me with his love throughout! As ttime went by, and I learned to trust him… He did so much for me! How much I love him! He took away the uncertainties, doubts and fear. I now know he's with me. He's always here! I' m not stumbling around! My path is brightened! By his glory and beauty, my life is enlightened! I thank you Jesus and give praise to you alone! You've blessed my life, my heart and home! By Jim Pemberton
It's so quiet in here And the only sounds I hear Come from fingers, moving wildly Telling stories behind backs Literally, Figuratively Breaking hearts and bonds Secrets spreading silently In a tangled web Of words and whispers Created by humming hands And, I think we have forgotten Our once vocal voices For I don't remember how to say I'm Sorry
TANYA My Sister is leaving me, she's going away today. How will the palms sway, while she's away? Our names are the same, from a different birth canal she came, but I have so much in common with this dame. She's a Sister to me, she likes women, and I like men, but she's a sister to me. I love her like a best friend. I'll love her till the very end. She's a Sister to me.
A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this. A dream from a star's one wish. A love of a life from a fairy tale one told To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold. Can you really put a value to something like this? Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss? Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish? There's no value worth more than all this. A song from a night from a heart's first glance. A sway from a dress from a love's first dance. A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom. A ring from a night from a tear from one. Can you really put a value to a moment like this? To a second in time so carefree as this? To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss? To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish? Could you tell me what it's worth? Or could you tell me which came first? Was it hope for a future unknown, Or happiness from the love that's shown? Was it a dream from a fairy tale, Or optimism after every fail? Because the child that I've never seen Is one without a single dream. So tell me, Can you really put a value to this? To a first kiss? A child's wish? Pure bliss? To this? To this moment looking into your eyes? To a fairy tale defined By you and I.
I move and shake the universe so that I will be remembered outside of my verses I carry around fancy purses and insert proper English when necessary check or minus the curses I fight to be heard friends surround me like verbs in a sentence sometimes I feel like I've been sentenced When you look around and realized that loneliness still comes around no matter how big your clique is Beauty is only the beginning they want the personality too so you get lost in the glossy made up version of you Aiming for perfection has your priorities all eschewed till one day you look in the mirror and you barely notice it's you I dig for the deeper parts I'm in search of the truth sifting through apples and squeezing out juice I need a reason besides being liked something that doesn't stick to the surface like perfume because in my heart there is a whole lot of room a hole that's offering free parking just to fill the vacancy They see a pretty girl alone and it's the strangest thing but to me it's always been just me so I have no one to blame but myself for letting people forget me for not shining enough to make them want to stay Yes it's all my fault I know
I tasted the breath of death, just the other day Please bow your heads with me, let us all pray There was the darkness all curled up in my mind Looking for something that was not there to find There was no shame; no guilt there was no reason to lie I answered each question, about the how and the why I ask about my wife, my daughter and even my Doctor to I couldn't believe I had overdosed; after all I have been through My wife talked with my Doctor who gave me a hug and a grin Scared to death that I was about to lose one of my dearest friends He said, "Mike that is the number one thing that I love about you" You ask about how all of us are feeling, with your heart so true Mike You're the one table, you're the one you just about died Yet it is for each one of us, all of those tears you have cried Mike look at all the people that are concerned about you It's because you have learned how to be truer than true I bet this little story will be written for the whole world to see With no shame in your game, guess what just happened to me? Mike that's why this whole town loves the person you are When it comes to the cold hard truth, you shine like a star Where most people would be running off someplace to hide You'll tell the truth to the world with the Lord at your side Somebody mentioned the 12-step program and yes I do attend Though these days everything I do depends on the pain I am in I created many games in Prison to test ones threshold of pain Most folk would agree mine sits on the border of totally insane My nerves have been crushed, cut and broken almost broke into Which happened to the cartilage in my knee and a ligament or two Through it all I've helped everyone I can, I have refused to stop When it comes to my spiritual mountain I'm driven to reach the top But ever since I overdosed that day, I am on a journey of rest See the Lord will go to every extreme so we will learn his test This poem is a beautiful story that keeps running though my mind Though I reckon I should end it now that there is no more to find Everyday is a miracle in a single breath our lives can be taken away Tell the ones that you love I love you, and take time with them to pray As for me I reckon that I make my mistakes I'm just a part of the game That little part with a great big heart sharing every last drop of my shame
A Big Problem In Churches Today… There's a big problem in churches deep within… Very few preach on the topic of; "SIN." Sin is a very powerful and destructive force! Many families are coming apart and ending in divorce! Getting involved in perversions of various kinds… Many are getting a garbage of filth in their minds! Too many pastors are afraid to preach of a God who's HOLY! They remain silent and consider it a bunch of "baloney! It's just too easy to come and play "the Sunday game." But at home… Things are not the same! Not everyone in church is doing fine and "o.k." It doesn't matter how you listen or what you say! God is a God of love but also of holiness too! He wants the best kind of life for me and YOU! He said to "take up the cross and come follow me!" This is the only way we can be TOTALLY FREE!!! Whatever sin or problem is "holding you down." Seek the awesome presence of Jesus that can be found! If you can't find his presence in your church building… Come to him in prayer! Seek his power of forgiving! He is God! There is NOTHING that you need to fear! Through the blood of Jesus… Your sins will disappear! He is and will always reward those who diligently seek him! All of your struggles you can put "beneath him!" "Though your sins be as back as scarlet, they can be as white like snow!" Once you've met the master. And the redeemer of your soul! By Jim Pemberton
They both have the same color of eyes, one is funny, the other is not; an error in judgment means a lot... happiness or sadness I realize! They both seem so honest and nice, the younger one dreams in colors; the older one whispers nuptial words... will I be cheated or smile in surprise? They both seem to care by being so tender, not seeing the uncertainty in my glances; I hate when the envious one just stares, and the quite one brushes her frizzy hair. And so alone confronting the dilemma of doubt, I must diligently choose one to keep for a lifetime, but things get worse and I act in pantomime; with lights out, fears grows quicker than a sprout.
Why is it I am always wrong? Something I have always done? Why is it I am Never good enough In your eyes In challenging times? How many times Do I have to say "I love You?" What will it take To convince That mind And Heart Of yours? What can I say That will ease This jealousy And Resentment You feel towards me When drinking Too much booze Killing what brain cells Are left In that stubborn Head of yours! How long Will it take For you To believe in me? For I know I am a fool Staying here, with you! Feeling desperate Lost and lonely Dreams squashed Emotionally drained When 'we' need to pull together In union ship To make This bond strong Between us! 'Uniting as One'' 'Love Conquering All' "Well!" "So, I am told!" I love you more Than this Arguing and fighting! But You refuse to understand The love I have for you My head Tells me to stay with you But My heart knows I cannot! For I have asked you To be kind to me I have asked You to open up Your anger and rage Continues growing Out of control Taking over Like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Burning bridges Being ruthless Always Out for the kill! I need to break away! I need to clear my head! I need to experience Love and longevity True togetherness With The one's I love! My heart needs to experience 'Healthy Love' My heart deserves the best! You now Belong in my past I am no longer the person You once knew me, to be Your insecurities Your inner demons Far bigger Than any of the love You choose to acknowledge Or Feel from me! You can believe this To be true If nothing else! "Love thy self" Share Without personal gain Being Your Primary Motive! Know Love Be Love, in Action! Be honest Have empathy now As I cut these cords Of emotional bondage That Bind us together True Love No longer Our foundation! I stand on my own Knowing I have learnt the lessons You have come to teach I now know What love isn't! "I thank you" For showing me this! My illusions of love Blinding me Colouring my experiences Revealing Only what 'I Wanted Us To Be' Not 'True Reality'
Are you one who feels like you've been blessed? With what many would consider as success?? You may have the best of many things… And have much of what life brings… But, are you the kind of person God wants you to be? Have you thought about your eternity? Once you leave this life… You can't take anything with you! It's no secret how much God really loves you! Rather than seeking that which seems appealing. God's love and grace, You need to be receiving! It comes from falling in love with Jesus and making him Lord. Only in Christ is where your treasures should be stored. Allow his word and spirit to daily lead. He alone can bring the things in life you really need! Listen to his word and his voice! Above everything else in life... He must be your first choice! Only then will your life be the way God intended. His life for your life has already been committed! Enter into his holiness. his peace and rest! For what he gives you will always be the best! By Jim Pemebton
Follow me and I will follow you only to sacrifice and pledge my soul. Now known only as one! Soaring in the winds with rapid inspirations exploding one by one, It is your final fantasy to live again! Victim of suicide revealed by fate and conquered by the depths of love, Life of life has just begun! The warmest touch begs respect for the quality found deep within. It is your final fantasy to finally begin! Encouraged by beliefs to uphold the strength of one's destiny, Yet, embraced with one final and endless thought! A kiss of pleasure obscures the kiss goodbye, Accompanied with its warmth to pleasure your need! It is your final fantasy to bow down for these borrows and trade. Subtle with perfection you are as pure as a white dove. Your desire is to never ever get lost with what you've caught. Insensitive delights begin to dwell from deep within, You burn and ache for a place to finalize where it is that you belong. It is your final fantasy to conquer these steps in which you alone have made. Sacrifice those objectives captured and held in your time! Acknowledge your very own self with the quality known only by the depths inside of you! Fly away with me, but only for a moment. Embrace only that which enlightens the moment seized! It is your final fantasy to touch and feel everything that you never knew. Life is our mystery, yet we uphold its true value with our righteous dignity. Harvest your life moment by moment, Make it your very own prey for the little ones who never knew. Gather the sensations and absorb life as you breathe in your every breath of air. It is your final fantasy to indulge with the intrigued and explore all of these parts inside of you! Release yourself from the depths of love and find what it is that you truly seek. Life of life has finally just begun! Looking up and looking down but never looking all of the way around, The loss of control is the loss that you will gain! It is your final fantasy to whisper in the dark and to cry in plain sight. Open minds with open hearts capture the true essence, for they completely belong! Spirits fly and soar through life with so much energy powered with intensity's strength. They find the treasures you've always sought but have never found. Your final fantasy is to escape your darkness and to find yourself inside of this beaming ray of light!
UNSUPPORTED CODE A Brother Who Let His Brother Fall... I knew of a Christian, who let his brother fall. He didn't reach out to help him at all... When his brother needed someone, he wasn't there. He said, "why should I bother him, or even care?" It was almost like he wished for the worst to take place. I could see him even wear a smile on his face! "Why should I lift a hand to help?" were the words said. It was like he wished his brother was "better off" dead. The anger I felt inside of me, was difficult to express! How can he neglect his brother, and expect to be blessed? Why does he call himself a "Christian?" He doesn't show it! When it comes to love and forgiveness... He doesn't even know it! What did Christ mean, when he said "love one another?" Doesn't this include everyone? Including our brother? What do we expect from God? What would he say? "You can't forgive your brother?" "Go away!" If we can't freely share the love God has given... How in the world, do we expect to be forgiven? The love of Christ must completely change us within! So we can experience what it means to be BORN AGAIN! Christ has given to us his love! Nothing can compare it! May we all receive this love, and freely share it! By Jim Pemberton
Jesus Is the Answer To A Hopeless Situation! Jesus is the answer to a hopeless situation. He' brings peace and the gift of salvation! Jesus is the answer when all seems lost! He purchased your life with his death on the cross! Jesus is the answer to "a world gone mad." He'll give you joy and a reason to be glad! Jesus is the answer to a family torn apart. His love will be the glue to "fix" a broken heart. Jesus is the answer when all seems to go wrong. In his arms of mercy & safety is where you belong. Jesus is the answer when there's no one to turn to. He's here right now. Patiently waiting for you! Jesus is the answer and waits at your heart's door. He'll bring the satisfaction you've been looking for! Jesus has the answers in his word so pure! The words he speaks are true and secure! Why not come to "the answer?" For all your prayers? He is someone who loves you and really cares! "The answer" to everything is what he brings! He's the alpha and omega! Our EVERYTHING! By Jim Pemberton
I will never fully comprehend. The beauty of God's love that I have within! From where I was, to where I am today… I praise him! More than words can say. I shall give him all honor, glory and praise. And be obedient to him, all of my days! He's more precious to me than ever before, His presence in me— I need so much more! His marvelous love, shall bless me to the end… For this, I say, "Hallelujah", "Glory to God!" and "Amen!" By Jim Pemberton
As the music is playing My head is spinning The notes of the guitar Seem to pierce deep inside Wrapping its icy grip Around my heart And tug tug On my heart strings As I sit alone in the dark With the cold air of winter That drifts through the cracks Cracks of the house I imagine a better time A better place in my life A time when the sun was shining Down on me and warm smiles The warm smiles of summer Were all around I guess that's why The expression is fair weather friends When the storm brews In the distance The first sound of thunder They scatter and leave one alone Alone as you were at the start In the end we're all alone And no one will ever be standing by us Just us and our maker (This is not mine but my grandson who lives with me and suffers from depression. His name is Cody Waldrop.)
David and Goliath When David heard Goliath bring God's name disgrace. He wondered if any man would challenge him, face to face. All the men in Israel were scared, and not this brave. For if they lost, they'd be the Philistines' slave. King Saul wondered if anyone would challenge this man. David accepted—knowing this was God's land. With a small stone he chose from a river bed, He faced Goliath, with God placing the stone into his head. Perhaps there's a GIANT in your life that's causing you fits. Your trust must be in Jesus. This--you must admit. Lust, anger, pride— whatever your giant might be. Defeating this giant, with God's help, will bring you the victory! By Jim Pemberton
Do not hold on to me I beg you For that can never be the way People swirl by in our lives Like a bottle bobbing in the bay The rivers of fate flow by To bring us new things each day The loves and hurts of seasons As the tide ebbs and falls So I ask you to just enjoy me As you find me here today To not grieve me tomorrow As from you I go away I am me through and through Though at times I am bright, Like the stars on a summers night I'm at times nothin but blue As beat as a worn out shoe Just accept me as I am A mere child of the ram Soon one day paths may cross An adventure to start anew Or perhaps not for Some things, just aren't meant to be Life is a road, completely skew Hiding the future from our view So celebrate me now is all I ask For nothing is certain for sure A not so difficult task Whether I'm rich or poor I'll love you and Ill miss you But u must let me go For time always passes And changes all from before And I'll enjoy you for you Just today But who knows tomorrow Who's to say May just bring u back again :)
The friend who gonna while sheer In friendly, airy blast always . . . The soul around . . . Who ne'er mind —by renders a hurt The old cougar, restful in bench by In stares much bit Of enjoying up nicely day by day With the sun illume With the windy hit passive his skin When stars-oh-moon light Once hold tho shadow heaven In casting by thrilling His whistler galloping In fulling island ground soul, melody In adding-lib — In forgiving of resentful Uncool off liaison The cougar as look tensity my vicinity By was, — who had been gone . . . And inquired one nascency rose On souls is mind — Who will be next? O friend scathe-less Airy blast always at others — Who spring by, a proudly around?
Christ Removes All Sin With HIS Love! Is there no shame in what many people do? You never know "what they're up to!" As so many struggle with "sins of the past." They yearn for a freedom that will last! There's so many habits people get involved doing! In the end… It is them that are losing! With so many "offers" and many temptations… People come to the table of "life's delicatessen! If "everyone's doing it…" It doesn't mean you have to! God knows about your life and what "you're up to!" He wants to be involved with your life today! Where there's a "struggle." God will make a way! He offers an abundant life! Why not receive it! True purpose and meaning… You can achieve it! There's nothing to be ashamed of with what he gives! There is power and love in Christ… WHO LIVES! He can change y our life, no matter the circumstance! Why not come to him now… And give HIM a chance? By Jim Pemberton
Kisses felt: Moments lost. Priceless moments Always cost. Peace and love: Childhood wishes. Friends forever, Like butterfly kisses, Never last More than a day, Then they all Fade away. Dreams, like shoes, Become too small To fit our lives When potential calls. Kisses felt: Moments lost. Priceless moments Always cost. Is the price Worth the pain? Or worth the strength We eventually gain? Of course it is. Just persevere. Don't ever stop dreaming. Don't live in fear.
God Brought Me Out Of The Miry Clay… God brought me out of the miry clay… He set my feet on a solid rock to stay! God brought me out of the deep pit I was in… He gave to me a peace and a joy within! God brought me out of hopelessness and despair… And took me into his mercy and care! God brought me out of a desperate situation… And extended to me his gift of salvation! God brought me out… When everything seemed lost! And helps me to focus on Christ' victory at the cross! God brought me out… When no one else "gave me the time." He restored my life and gave me peace of mind! God can do the same for you… As he did for me! He desires to be with you for eternity! God can bring you out of whatever trials you may face. He'll bring joy to your heart… And provide a "resting place." God can do for you what no other power can do! He is still the same God. And will forever LOVE YOU! By Jim Pemberton 12/22/11
Hallelujah! I'm on the winning side! Jesus is victorious! And pushed back the evil tide! Hallelujah! Jesus has given me an assurance. Living for him… Is the best "life insurance!" HIS policy is FREE! It asks that you serve him! Won't you come? And take time to know him? His eternal insurance is life that's everlasting! "Come follow me!" Is what he's asking! I'm thankful to know of the choice I've made! A way to eternity, through Christ, has been paid! By Jim Pemberton 08/01/13
When I was young and naive, I joined a company where I thought I would stay... The stay only lasted two years, as the President turned out to be a crook. I had, at that time a young wife...one whom I had hurt by joining this company against her better judgement and who had seen from the first where this would go. When I got wise and realized that she was right all along, it was too late to save the marriage. There I was, no wife, no home, no job, $14,000 in debt, and the creditors at the door. I was staying at my mother's house at the time...and being alone one night, I decided to call one of the people I used to work with. He wasn't home, but I spoke to his wife. She had been one of our secretaries, and I knew her as well. As we spoke of things going on, and the things past, she interupted me in mid sentence. "Dan, don't do It!" "Do what?", I asked. "I know what you're thinking, and it's not worth it." She then proceeded to tell me how she would not be alive if someone had not found her after she tried to commit suicide after her first divorce. "So, don't do it!" It was like being hit in the face with cold water! After hanging up the phone, I realized that she had heard something in my voice to spark her comment, and I would have killed myself that night had it not been for her. I tried to sleep, but to no avail. I decided to go to see an old friend whom I had worked with when I was a youngster. He drove a bread truck, and I used to help him with deliveries. When I saw him I told him that I had nowhere else to go, and didn't know who else to talk to. Without hesitation he said, "How much do you need...1,000, 2,000...5,000?" "No, I just want to borrow a few hundred dollars to keep the creditors at bay until I can get myself a job." He reached into his pocket, pulled out a roll of bills, handed me $200 and said, "Call me tomorrow!" A second dose of that cold water. When I called the next day, he had gotten me a job driving one of the bread trucks. I worked for almost a year at that job, paying off most of the creditors in that time. And every time that I wanted to give back the $200 he would say, "Put it in your pocket, you need it more than I do". That was long ago and seems like a different lifetime. Yet, I still remember vividly those two angels who helped me to still be here to write this for you. Yes, I was a real lemon...They made me into lemonade which can't thank them enough!
I'm so angry with all my loved ones hurt. They have careless words and sometimes cruel intentions. They spread their pain like a disease, From one to another...there it goes. I wish I could stop it! It grows heavier as it flows. It's becomes to much for one to bare. I'm learning to step back, And trying not to care. It hurts to give up on family and friends, But sometimes walking away will keep us in the end. I don't want to hear their vicious words and devious lies. Back and forth they spat. Trying to hurt one another. It angers me to see so much hurt drip from their tongues. Yet, they care not!
During this time, of our way of living… We take a day that we call; "Thanksgiving." The early pilgrims took time, to thank the Lord. Though there wasn't much, they could "afford." They wanted to thank God, for all he gave them! This was their way to really thank him! Over the years, and how this country's leaning. It seems like we've lost it's true meaning! We've so much pleasures and entertainment. I think we're becoming "complacent." As many are proud of they've "achieved." Giving thanks to God is seldom received… It's more than serving a turkey and dinner meal. Isn't it time to thank God? Who made this all real! As we approach this time of the season… Let's be thankful to God! And for good reason! He's given everything we call as "our own." He's given our health and our home! It's no secret what God's done for you… Be thankful to him in everything you do! He makes it possible for you to be here! Let's honor him! As Thanksgiving draws near! By Jim Pemberton
I Should Take Time For God! God, I come and call on your name! I have a load of so much shame! May family and friends all thought I was living "pretty good." But inside of me… They never understood! Those who were close to me didn't seem to know… All I was doing was just "putting on a show!" Those I went to church with in our town… Didn't seem to know what was "dragging me down." Lord… I'm sick and tired of the kind of life I've had! Please can change my life! I'll be forever glad! I may "impress" others... But it's God… I'll never fool! Jesus… I invite you to come into my heart and rule! Thank you God for bringing hope to my life again! It's only in YOU that a NEW life begins! By Jim Pemberton
Jesus… Your name is precious and sweet! With you in my life… I am complete! For your presence… I hunger and thirst! I ask you to always be first! To your Holy Spirit, may I daily yield! You're my rock, fortress and shield! You're my protection and solid foundation! For only in you is there TRUE salvation! I glorify and honor YOUR name! I'm so glad you're hear! And glad you came! By Jim Pemberton
Let love fly = With ethereal compassion, a soft glow in her eyes, she picks up the baby eagle, tries to convey words of eloquent reassurance, sincerely she tries. Look, June is here this morning; and sun is shining hot; last night's storm belongs to last night; it has left an eagle; a homeless, hurt, upset baby; it feels forlorn, lost, caught. She takes it home; makes enclosures; feeds it with love, care. It still feels solo, alone within, fed by love, fed up. The enclosure of good concern grows smaller with time's each turn. The bird's soul belongs to the sky; in its eyes silent prayer flares up as it cries; shrill piercing call to its own kind. Let it fly. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
A Genie In the Lamp? Jesus is often treated as; "a genie in the lamp" Many expect him to heal every "hurt" and "cramp." Some command; "be healed." Seeking his power. Expecting him to answer within the hour. Seeking his plan for your life .isn't wrong Doing his will helps to make you strong! Without Christ... We Are nothing! Nothing at all! He knows our needs.. Whether large or small. Allow Jesus to be Lord of your life right now. Come before him and humbly bow... Allow him to increase your faith. And help you to know. By his blood and word... You can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton
This Life We Have… How Short It Is! This life we have. How short it is! We don't know how long we're going to live! There's one thing we all need to keep in mind. Our life exists for just a short period of time! From the cradle to the grave. It's very brief. Do we think about what really lies "beneath?" There's more than being buried 6 feet under the gr