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Promise of Charity
04 November 2005
Silence was gentle
hope was sweet
Charity and faith
were to adore
This love
this living to be
Each day - every moment
inside a mind of beauty to seek
For without you
what was tomorrow
This place of separation to hear
far away in distance of cry
Your love - your sweetness
silence so gentle - words speak in voice
Of a prayer given - a tear drop wept
This promise to God in faith and charity kept
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not
charity, . . . And though I have the gift of prophecy, . . . and though
I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity,
I am nothing. Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not;
charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, Beareth all things, believeth
all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Charity never faileth:
but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be
tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish
away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that
which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I
know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. And now
abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.”
1 Corinthians 13: 1-2, 4, 7-10, 12-13 KJV
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A Love Song
01 November 2005
If I could love you
I’d love you all the time
If I could love you
I’d take your hand
and hold you as mine
If I could love
I would love you
and hold you
in my arms
If I could love you
I’d treat you with respect
If I could love you
I’d love you forevermore
If I could love you
I would love you because I could
If I could love you
I’d love you forevermore
If I could love you
love you I would
"And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart,
and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy
strength: this is the first commandment. And the second is
like, namely this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
There is none other commandment greater than these."
Mark 12: 30-31 KJV
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Hearts to Feather (Part I)
08 October 2005
There once was a beautiful
woman from New Jersey - in the
United States of America found
Who read of “poetry” composed
by this New Zealand guy
In her quest for
talent and to share
She contacted him and
wondered if he did care
She asked his opinion of
an elements of works she did write
Only of some of his comments
of her writing - she did not like
So that should have been it
and perhaps the end of all that
However she saw more - then so did he
therefore together they were united
in the delight of feathering poetry
In Ancient Egyptian culture it was believe the Feather of Maat,
represented truth, justice, morality and balance.
It was pharaoh's job to uphold Maat. When a pharaoh died,
Maat was lost and the world was flung into chaos,
only the coronation of a new pharaoh could restore Maat.
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Hearts to Feather (Part II)
08 October 2005
Ode to a beautiful
New Jersey Gal
Whom captured
a poet in heart
Ode to this Poet
who thought of her
in rhymes and rhythm apart
Ode to beauty
ode to works upon a page
Ode to happiness - given
to closeness of even age
For she was his muse to compose
she was all he ever could in believe
Ode to the Poet and New Jersey Gal
who in each other wore hearts on each sleeve
The Ancient Egyptian’s believed the heart was the center of all
consciousness and even the center of life itself. When someone died
it was said that their "heart has departed." It was the only organ that was
not removed from the body during mummification. In the Book of
the dead, it was the heart that was weighed against the feather of Maat
to see if an individual was worthy of joining Osiris in the afterlife.
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Love in Mentality
02 November 2005
An open heart is a closed wound
where anxiety was paper to burn
Each thought a past not lost
under an enchantment frozen
This element of reminder
known to in memory decide
Every tear drop a reality of
having lived longer than a day
A child taken on a journey
before or shortly after birth
To an enlightened love attached
in hour of departure brief to breathe
Who was God to sacrifice a single soul
in immortality of comprehension
Taken - stolen - robed of existence
Where love was this blemish
in blood to mention
"Death and life are in the power of the tongue:
and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof."
Proverbs 18: 21 KJV
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Timeless Rhythm
06 November 2005
To look into your eyes
and see a smile
To ponder over such cheer
and for a brief moment
skip a beat in heart
as to style
Where beauty and joy do meet
Both of these in entity
open to happiness to greet
As if you were always meant to be
an angel to brighten up a day
Forward in time until seeing you
and to listen to a voice in welcome say
You heart is like that
of a shining sun
With warmth to smooth over
any moderate thought
From this moment your
eyes and friendly smile
Was to this poet - in
timeless rhythm caught
"for Lesley"
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Heart and Whole
03 September 2005
Can a smile be only
for one to enjoy
Can this be given in grace
of an understanding to employ
Can a second be
a moment of day
Or a choice in order
to hear you think and say
Can love be preserved
in a single word
Or was it that
there was no third
To love and smile
out loud in heart and soul
Because in you there was
a smile to give where
two halves were whole
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A Day of Birth in Friendship
06 November 2005
When a birthday
can mean being alone
It is good to know there
are friends thinking of you still
On this day that lost youth
was taken over by another day added
One day older and not a minute more
this time of passing to walk forth in life
Every moment another in age
like seconds ticking by on a clock
Yet there is no going back
when friends think of you still
For a true friend will always be
while age was an error never the same
So on your birthday - if together or alone
remember there are others who wish you well to
"Friendship with oneself is all-important, because without it
one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world."
Eleanor Roosevelt (1884 - 1962)
US diplomat and reformer
wife of Franklin Roosevelt; niece of Theodore Roosevelt
former Presidents of the United States of America
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A Tempting Heart
07 November 2005
To the market
to the market
There she would be
this woman of desire
looking for others to see
Her eyes loving and bright
her smile all of that to adore
Such beauty to capture
timeless forevermore
When she was seeking desire
a friend to call her own
When those sweet words
would whisper to her and atone
Love and destination
both places of kind to ponder
Of her in thoughts of true happiness
minds do often wander
"The great temptations which thine eyes have seen,
the signs, and those great miracles."
Deuteronomy 29: 3 KJV
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Friendship Given
07 November 2005
Are friends something
to give - choose or lose
For what can a friend be
if they fail to communicate
Those times of thought
to a new friend made
Or an old friend kept
close to a warm heart
Why was it there are
friendships that can never be
If only that was not always true
this adoption of a friend in you
Because a friend was a person
worth knowing on all accounts
So why was it we can be a friend
only not all in return have friendship given
"And I say unto you my friends, Be not afraid . . . ."
Luke 12: 4 KJV
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Spoken by Vista
07 November 2005
To look into your eyes
and know where tomorrow has been
To ponder in thought of a smile
just to think in a pause of wonder
Each moment one in appointed share
like an hour marked in hands to a clock
An undying encounter in seconds plus to pass
upon souls connected across distant shores
For in you was the sunrise of a new day
without those burdens to suffocate tranquillity
As if your smile and blue green eyes
were that of a painted vista transfixed
Who cares about tomorrow
when your heart was warmth to glow
No sentiment needed - for in your eyes
was cheer and splendour to grow
"And, behold, your eyes see, and the eyes . . . ,
that it is my mouth that speaketh unto you."
Genesis 45: 12 KJV
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Escaping Beauty
15 July 2005
You won me over
and on that basis all is true
You stole my heart
no matter what I do
For it was your "words"
that struck my soul
Where come verses and stanza
from me - made in whole
The truth cannot lie
for there was no place to go
No doubt being void of mind
of you in journey to find and know
This cute girl with her books
all bound up on poetic inside
To come from within - such
beauty and spirit - escaping
this ethos unable to hide
"Nobody’s life is entirely free of pain and sorrow.
Isn’t it a question of learning to live with them
rather than trying to avoid them?"
Eckhart Tolle
author of best-seller, The Power of Now
(German born Canadian)
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Stillness of Beat
08 November 2005
Sadness was a broken heart
as to the empty feeling of one
To give - yet not get - perhaps
in a less selfish way was more to come
This element of desire to share
while friendship rewards desire
But what of destination - true reality
and the breath of whispering fire
Pain being anger in ways expressed
total toward reflected thought to give
For what was adversity to those who pretend
away from the limelight of life to live
Sadness will never mean - happiness
was a feeling of warmth inside
To gift without need of helping out
but where was time in reply in venture died
"And every wise hearted among you shall come,
and make all that the LORD hath commanded;"
Exodus 35: 10 KJV
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A Time to Live
22 October 2005
What was living
in a happiness born
Was there hope to awake
from a sleep into the morn
Time in decade
dedication toward faith
Where was God in giving
to receive in him all of grace
Years of eight - nine and ten
back and forth - from one to end
Yesterday was no more - great
were those poets who did live
Some do achieve much
others a factor to belittle
A decade gone - ten years past
still with more of this life to give
To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
Music by Pete Seeger - The words are adapted
from The Bible, Book of Ecclesiastes Chapter 3
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under
the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and
a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to weep, and a time to
laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to rend, and a time
to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a
time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. What profit hath he that
worketh in that wherein he laboureth? . And also that every man should
eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God."
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2, 4, 7-9, 13 KJV
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Called in Like
08 November 2005
When a world
can truly bring pain
Without those in friendship
some feelings were never the same
To love you and wonder why
but know your are all of being good
Do we look to our friends in gratitude
or act in other ways than we could
This being a battle ground of kin
like family were not those to count
On these days of need - while
going without in amount
Each day of reaching out
every moment to try and hold on
But what does happen if we
left our friends alone - until the
totality of relation was all but gone
"In every conceivable manner, the family
is link to our past, bridge to our future."
Alex Haley (1921 - 1992)
African American (US) author
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My Friend
13 May 2005
She said - I am strong
and strong willed in mind
Yet she was also stubborn
gentle - sweet and kind
I am independent
but I don't like being alone
I live with my children
as kingdom to my throne
I am here for friendship
I have a great ear
soft shoulders and
a woman's understanding
My friend in soul
my friend in need
My friend I adore
and of happiness feed
"And it came to pass, when he was come near . . . , Behold
now, I know that thou art a fair woman to look upon: Say,
I pray thee, thou art my sister: that it may be well with me
for thy sake; and my soul shall live because of thee."
Genesis 12: 11, 13 KJV
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“Our Anniversary Poem”
13 May 2005
Where ever there was love
There was confidence
and trust in all
To keep your word
and never be out of turn
Those what could be secrets
no other parity in respect
would ever in chance learn
For a word was a promise
and a promise was a word
It was not what she said
or told him in her own way
It was that he never was
going to repeat or say
Because to him - she was
as precious to in heart hold
Where any news was good
and best was friend’s together
"for Lori"
"And for the precious fruits brought forth by the sun,
and for the precious things put forth by the moon."
Deuteronomy 33: 14 JV
"She is more precious than rubies: and all the things
thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her."
Proverbs 3: 15 KJV
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Destination in You
11 November 2005
With adoration comes wonder
with love comes desire
While each day apart - was
another to be close in thought
This destination to you
of a special place of heart
A reality of knowledge
your presence was all asunder
Away from your true smile
empty to the view from your eyes
For where there was love
There was confidence and trust in all
Of a personage gifted to kin
while desire was in you to adore
Each line - every moment to walk
because being without you was not to live
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Twice to Flame
11 November 2005
Each line you write
each thought you whisper
There upon a heart
paints a picture of vista
While your eyes smile in delight
your voice echoes that of truth being
Of this trust in honor - two can
all of holden to heart seeing
Your destination was heaven
of this world if not ye meet
Together will come a united
moment double in greet
This fire within you
when twice ignites to flame
Every momentum toward knowledge
Just to know and understand
you in person and name
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Future Embraces
11 November 2005
A pain does grow
a heart does weep
Yet of those rewards
in you they do reap
To know a friend
as if this vessel was good
An understanding soul
of solitude to treasure could
Not without endeavor
far from effort to multitude
An entrance welcomed
for this was not a place to intrude
Happiness will never run smooth
while a river will neither stay calm
Toward each in attraction
held to embrace arm with arm
"Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me,
I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend."
Albert Camus (1913 - 1960) (attributed)
French existentialist author and philosopher
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Holden the Hand of Thee
19 March 2005
I did not make it to Marion
when I tried to be there for you
How wonderful it would have been
to know your eyes are so blue
Of those days of sunshine
on the road to Indianapolis and back
When your nursing skills
may just have presented a sure attack
Of this a place
a friend might be
In the midst of
Grant County
So far inland
from the sea
A place of comfort and surety
holden to the hand of thee
"Thus saith the LORD to his anointed, . . . , whose right hand I have holden,
to subdue nations before him; and I will loose the loins of kings, to open before him the two leaved gates; and the gates shall not be shut; I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight: I will break in pieces the gates of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron: And I will give thee the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that thou mayest know that I, the LORD, which call thee by thy name, am the God of Israel."
Isaiah 45: 1-3 KJV
"I know that thou canst do every thing, and
that no thought can be withholden from thee."
Job 42: 2 KJV
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