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Prevailing Charity
18 July 2006
One morning
another less of dream
A step closer, yet far to go
for was she there, where
her beauty would stand
Questions asked
fears confronted
As if love was upon her face
her age but one barrier to surrender
Supplification, what did it mean
salvation or sanity, a saintly reminder
Of that which was received
yet freely given unfeigned
This love she does hold
a symbol grafted within hope
A faith to an eternity
however would charity prevail
“Paul, an apostle of Jesus Christ by the commandment of God our
Saviour, and Lord Jesus Christ, which is our hope; Unto Timothy, my
own son in the faith: Grace, mercy, and peace, from God our Father
and Jesus Christ our Lord. Neither give heed to fables and endless
genealogies, which minister questions, rather than godly edifying
which is in faith: so do. Now the end of the commandment is charity
out of a pure heart, and of a good conscience, and of faith unfeigned:”
1 Timothy 1-2, 4-5 KJV
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| Jul 19, 2006 @ 4:21 PM |
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An Alaskan Moon
19 July 2006
Under an Alaskan moon
that night of love
As to honey and maple syrup
this intermix of kindness to dream
Two hearts, two souls
to be or not to be in Shakespearian words
Alas or a lass and man of means
for was it true, or revelation lost
So many roads, other paths to seek
for was the first last or never at all
She was happiness, his divinity of fate
together as one in gathering of kind
That night under an Alaskan moon
both in eyes to sky surrender
Then would it be true, for in Alaska
those days were endless in ways borne
While the sun rises and sets for the planet earth every day. because the earth rotates once
a day about its own axis, in passing through the north and south poles. The times that the
sun rises and sets varies with your location on the planet and the time of the year. Given this
variation is greater the farther you are from the equator.
During the summer in Anchorage, Alaska, the sun rises at 3 am and sets at midnight. It never
gets completely dark! During the winter, there is only 3 hours of sunlight. The reason for this
is that earth’s own axis of rotation is not aligned with its axis of revolution about the sun. As
a consequence, the sun does not always rise and set directly in the east and west during the year.
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| Jul 19, 2006 @ 4:22 PM |
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Our Wedding Day
19 July 2006
Was there ever to be such a day
that day we will call our wedding day
As hands clasped and hearts exchanged
given all of what had been
in moments estranged
This love across the stars
all the way to the moon and back
Where happiness was all of hope
and another moment held in prayer
This love for her, that love insight
OK, finally made alright in ways to give
Sure it was in fairness to reach for the sun
in knowing finally beside him, she was there
Was there ever to be such a day
this day they would call our wedding day
Husband and wife, man and woman in love
a day to remember in sending
thanks to the moon above
“And ye yourselves like unto men that wait for their lord,
when he will return from the wedding; that when he cometh
and knocketh, they may open unto him immediately.”
Luke 12: 36 KJV
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 3:16 AM |
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There is certainly no dearth of poetry on this thread. My suggestion to you is to reveal things slowly so people can appreciate seeing this. Otherwise, it just immediately overwhelms the reader. Poetry is such an intricate process to read and to write. Therefore, this profusion is not at all beneficial.
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 4:01 AM |
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no doubt it is best to post and keep all a writers poetry in a single . thread, and not over populate the forums with single one poem threads.
It works on other similar sites to match doctor and it should work on this site, however there are those who act in ways of having other opinions on the matter
Sure it is far easier to read all one writer in one place , than misread them in many other places as already created. Although not every one will compose over 700 poems in 7 months, as I have so far in 2006, and over 1400 poems in the past 12 months
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 4:05 AM |
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Eyes of Truth
20 July 2006
The end, the beginning
where love and life meet
Yet would the twain find its way home
that place of hearts to dwell
as if happiness was more to delight
Lost in a wilderness of yesterday’s dreams
unable to control tomorrow in woe
Another child born to poverty
her heart captured beneath the moon
To see her in salience
each tear ripped from His side
At last an Almighty in gratitude
but was love going to be this conquest
A dividend of patience
every storm another reign to overcome
Her beauty, those eyes of truth
hands held in grace far beyond the stars
“And said, For this cause shall a man leave father and mother,
and shall cleave to his wife: and they twain shall be one flesh?
Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What
therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.”
Matthew 19: 5-6 KJV
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 4:06 AM |
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Love’s Lamplight
20 July 2006
To have finally found her to love
yet was this God’s doing or another
Of a desire distant but unique
only there was not all in summer to endure
Her heart at rest, another to ponder
this element of respect, mutual to name
Carried upon the wind, embraced toward the sun
to know her and delight, but would He make her one
Terror and triumph, the destination unknown
prayers given, thoughts to openly partake
Could this be love at last, or lost before found
those days of tearful uprising, still to such thought
Fear, pain, anger, as to why now as then
her heart a flutter, a debonair uprising
To have it all, in wanting to know the truth
eyes closed to her in imagining,
tomorrow did it exist
“For the commandment is a lamp; and the law is light;
and reproofs of instruction are the way of life:”
Proverbs 6: 23 KJV
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 4:11 AM |
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Happiness to Prize
21 July 2006
Unable to know
if this was God’s love
Trapped within reason and hope
alone to consider tomorrow
Yet alone to feel empty inside
her gift, her happiness to prize
Across a planet of salutation
no remorse for sins forgiven
A plural feeling acknowledged
as unto goodwill to ponder
Just to touch what was real
her eyes so willing to learn
When time has no mercy
to those downtrodden in heart
As close to salvation as forgiveness
nevertheless far from reaching out
“Let thy mercies come also unto me, O LORD, even thy salvation,
according to thy word. Let, I pray thee, thy merciful kindness be
for my comfort, according to thy word unto thy servant. Let thy
tender mercies come unto me, that I may live: for thy law is my
delight. Look thou upon me, and be merciful unto me, as thou
usest to do unto those that love thy name. Great are thy tender
mercies, O LORD: quicken me according to thy judgments.”
Psalms 119: 41, 76-77, 124, 132, 156 KJV
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 12:52 PM |
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Do you have hypergraphia?
Anyway, my point is simply that it is best to reveal things slowly. If I see five, I'm smart enough to see the parallelism and not misinterpret the theme of your poems. If I see hundreds, I just want to run for the hills.
Once you have some readers, you can post more, on the same thread.
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| Jul 22, 2006 @ 6:25 PM |
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This thread has been going for months and there are plenty of readers as can be seen by the number of views this thread has had so far.
Just because people do not write comments does not mean they are not reading the poems in the forum.
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| Jul 23, 2006 @ 12:17 AM |
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Perhaps they are going to read it until they see how many there are. They might be new and think the number of posts is indicative of the popularity of your poems. They might read a few, but if they're going to read all of them, it would only be proper etiquette to review.
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| Jul 23, 2006 @ 1:12 AM |
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5501
Summer in the Sky
29 June 2006
Summer sun
lightening in the sky
True love, ode to
the reason why
Her beauty a gift
her grace a heart
Her soul a living
this love, was
it to be forgiving
Across a global empire
the force and spirit within
To run this race, to extend in kind
an arm, a hand, fingers to her soul touch
The winter thaw
in another place
This smile of beginning
loving her, an eternity of grinning.
“I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord,
which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.”
Revelation 1: 8 KJV
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| Jul 23, 2006 @ 1:14 AM |
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Amour to Ponder
30 June 2006
Reality was love
this path to a heart
Across a world
a spirit touching hands
As to Christ, his love
His way of perfect being
As to the beauty of a woman in a man’s eyes
her kindness, her spoken verse
debonair in ways interment to course
Two ships, sailing on a wind
emotions riding high upon His soul
Do we love, or do we not
those things we let deny
That of Deity in beauty borne
this reality within a whispering breath
A smile, heart felt eyes, heaven upon earth
this Christ, this amour to ponder
“Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs
is the kingdom of heaven. Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great
is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which
were before you. Let your light so shine before men, that they may
see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”
Matthew 5: 3, 10, 12, 16 KJV
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| Jul 23, 2006 @ 1:16 AM |
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Void Restored
01 July 2006
Your absence takes my heart
this journey of delivery
as if another might be given
That road, a path to happiness
but who would know, without you
Where long ago, we were in unity
this place of spirit, another void
Absence stolen, your hands parted
such farewells to sadden made new
And now your eyes were but a photograph
an image as if given from the mind
This compassion to propose
a variant upon a lost soul
Together again, yet fated to part
the courier still on route to destiny
A moment of thought, conscious minds
connected again, nevertheless longing to belong
“A man void of understanding striketh hands,
and becometh surety in the presence of his friend.”
Proverbs 17: 18 KJV
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| Jul 23, 2006 @ 1:21 AM |
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Where Sanity and Insane Meet
03 July 2006
Now to know your name
your beauty, and of class
To reach out and ponder
this beauty you have to adore
Of spirits touching
hearts clutching a net
Strands of cotton
entangled upon a thread
Now to know, what this all stands for
heaven and holly, Christmas time in giving
Reaching out, to taste the fruit of each berry
Some more of compassion,
others not as bitter sweet
Where this Canaan was a land of “hope”
a faithful being, to this charity of cause
A Commonwealth, richness in heart to deliver
Where kindness and above all,
sanity and insane meet
“Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be
quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.”
William Dement, in Newsweek, 1959
(born 1928), a pioneer of sleep researcher, and founder of the
world’s first sleep laboratory at Stanford University, USA.
He was a leading authority on sleep, sleep deprivation,
and the diagnosis and treatment of sleep disorders.
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| Sep 9, 2006 @ 6:51 PM |
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Mermaid of the Waves
06 September 2006
The body beautiful
mermaid of the waves
Just to look and see that prize
the paper cup upon a mantle
A candle to those triumphs
an element electrically unplugged
Muscular structure, truth from within
flexing, stretching, radiating glory
Her eyes, her heart, her inner-soul
maybe not perfection, just divinity
Passion and compassion moulded
envelopment, ecstasy engulfed
The body beautified, her tail taught
her pureness to elevate
A mermaid, yet a woman in illusion
this vision, televised in introspect
“Your remembrances are like unto ashes,
your bodies to bodies of clay. “
Job 13: 12 KJV
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