Thursday, October 22, 2015
My soul is growing old now
Aging into how life has molded us
Sadness and Joy predominating now
sadness that time has passed us by
joy in how far weve come
Aging is Sadness. Oh, How I Love thee!
We always said we wanted
To Grow Old Together
Well now that we are i wish that
We were both immortal
And exhaustion keeps seping
into my heart, like it will be
a relief to reach those afterlife shores
life is truly a Journey
I believe there should be a destination
Decay is so cruel that it makes me
wonder if satan isnt the prince of this world
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Get thee hence Satan
Dancin with my Baby, La, La,
Can't hear you, I'm dancin with my baby!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
Aging into how life has molded us
Sadness and Joy predominating now
sadness that time has passed us by
joy in how far weve come
Aging is Sadness. Oh, How I Love thee!
We always said we wanted
To Grow Old Together
Well now that we are i wish that
We were both immortal
And exhaustion keeps seping
into my heart, like it will be
a relief to reach those afterlife shores
life is truly a Journey
I believe there should be a destination
Decay is so cruel that it makes me
wonder if satan isnt the prince of this world
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Get thee hence Satan
Dancin with my Baby, La, La,
Can't hear you, I'm dancin with my baby!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
"Love"
When he breaks my heart it feels
like an angry fist strangling my
heart choking it angrily and mean
and how helpless i feel my heart
breaking if it were glass it would
shatter this is how he tells me he
loves me-- he orders me around
the house like a maidservant
i know to myself that it is only
his way of keeping himself alive
Because if he werent breaking my heart
then his own heart would be breaking
he's in pain and he take it out
on me, my poor heart yet i
know he is utterly lost and
helpless without me--i am his
mother, wife, sister, best friend,
i keep bread on the table
i know he is crying under the
surface, that it is really his own
heart breaking that is why he comes
home from his horrible job
heartbroken, and takes his pain
out on me Lovingly I help him
To Bear His Load of Pain
That's what it means
to love one another-- to bear
one another's pain. We are
forever
in jesus' name,
amen.
When he breaks my heart it feels
like an angry fist strangling my
heart choking it angrily and mean
and how helpless i feel my heart
breaking if it were glass it would
shatter this is how he tells me he
loves me-- he orders me around
the house like a maidservant
i know to myself that it is only
his way of keeping himself alive
Because if he werent breaking my heart
then his own heart would be breaking
he's in pain and he take it out
on me, my poor heart yet i
know he is utterly lost and
helpless without me--i am his
mother, wife, sister, best friend,
i keep bread on the table
i know he is crying under the
surface, that it is really his own
heart breaking that is why he comes
home from his horrible job
heartbroken, and takes his pain
out on me Lovingly I help him
To Bear His Load of Pain
That's what it means
to love one another-- to bear
one another's pain. We are
forever
in jesus' name,
amen.
"Dreamer"
Could one ever express one's heart fully?
No, it seems,,,the heart capsizes
Under weight of emotion...you feel
as though you could never be understood
or found by anyone, you feel alone...
loneliness aches dolerse it aches
a dull throb in the beating heart
so many have more than i and i
i have only dreams...i would rather
have dreams than money anyway
i dream on, alone, without being understood
so many of our artists have lived and died
this way i lay me down beside them
and gather me into the hope of eternity!
Dreamer I Dream On.//
Could one ever express one's heart fully?
No, it seems,,,the heart capsizes
Under weight of emotion...you feel
as though you could never be understood
or found by anyone, you feel alone...
loneliness aches dolerse it aches
a dull throb in the beating heart
so many have more than i and i
i have only dreams...i would rather
have dreams than money anyway
i dream on, alone, without being understood
so many of our artists have lived and died
this way i lay me down beside them
and gather me into the hope of eternity!
Dreamer I Dream On.//
"Being Alone Together"
When you are alone you are safe
nobody is able to hurt you then
when you are alone Solitude is freedom
We seem to be forever alone anyway-
We're born alone, we die alone, live alone
so don't panic when it hits you
with revelation that you are alone
in a crowded room, no matter
how crowded or friendly
One is always alone
Holding your soulmate you are alone
but yet you can be alone together
if you love someone quiet with whom
you can be alone together with
then, you really aren't as alone
As most people who consider
themselves "Social" are alone
and they don't want to realize it
When you are alone you are safe
nobody is able to hurt you then
when you are alone Solitude is freedom
We seem to be forever alone anyway-
We're born alone, we die alone, live alone
so don't panic when it hits you
with revelation that you are alone
in a crowded room, no matter
how crowded or friendly
One is always alone
Holding your soulmate you are alone
but yet you can be alone together
if you love someone quiet with whom
you can be alone together with
then, you really aren't as alone
As most people who consider
themselves "Social" are alone
and they don't want to realize it
"Being Alive"
Just the sensations of being alive are so sweet
You realize you are a bit lonely in solitude
sometimes conversations can be so reassuring and uplifting
a quiet man who washes dishes
sleeps late, and putters about the house
he speaks so little that your own thoughts
become loud you write them down
it helps the tender mercies of the Lord
When you are married there is peace
if all you want is peace find a way to release
a way to loosen up we can't all carry
the whole world upon one's shoulders
blessed are the meek and the meek are blessed
it feels so good, just being alive
i don't believe anyone would tamper with it
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
"Fidelity"
She does not ever wait in vain--
--your wife--
I do not ever wait in vain
Theodore comes home every night and
it is enough to survive on Lord
Our Portion is enough Lord Se-lah!
Marriage is forever and life is hard
long days i wait for thee not in vain
Never in vain lord our warm bodies
clasped tightly around arms and legs and
bodies and hair afraid to look one another
how faithful and true to you I am
never giving up or letting go
never losing hope and always there
patiently waiting for you to come home
to me your beloved wife thee my life
i never wait in Vain for Theodore
Just the sensations of being alive are so sweet
You realize you are a bit lonely in solitude
sometimes conversations can be so reassuring and uplifting
a quiet man who washes dishes
sleeps late, and putters about the house
he speaks so little that your own thoughts
become loud you write them down
it helps the tender mercies of the Lord
When you are married there is peace
if all you want is peace find a way to release
a way to loosen up we can't all carry
the whole world upon one's shoulders
blessed are the meek and the meek are blessed
it feels so good, just being alive
i don't believe anyone would tamper with it
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
"Fidelity"
She does not ever wait in vain--
--your wife--
I do not ever wait in vain
Theodore comes home every night and
it is enough to survive on Lord
Our Portion is enough Lord Se-lah!
Marriage is forever and life is hard
long days i wait for thee not in vain
Never in vain lord our warm bodies
clasped tightly around arms and legs and
bodies and hair afraid to look one another
how faithful and true to you I am
never giving up or letting go
never losing hope and always there
patiently waiting for you to come home
to me your beloved wife thee my life
i never wait in Vain for Theodore
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Mothers, You are loved
You are appreciated for all
of your unrealized sacrifices
to feed your family and keep watch
as age comes upon you you'll be
kept safe and watm you deserve it
mothers, you'll get your christmas money
and you probably won't buy yourselves anything
with it, you'll make christmases merry
we are wives and mothers, we make
christmases merry. our husbands can
safely trust in us all of their lives and isnt
that a blessing. we smile when they
take our love for granted it doesnt hurt
its actually a sign that one is doing a good job
when your husband rests his head on your bosom
after a long day doing manual labor
Mothers, you are loved and appreciated
heaven is for mothers to hold their little ones.
In Jesus Name,
Amen.
You are appreciated for all
of your unrealized sacrifices
to feed your family and keep watch
as age comes upon you you'll be
kept safe and watm you deserve it
mothers, you'll get your christmas money
and you probably won't buy yourselves anything
with it, you'll make christmases merry
we are wives and mothers, we make
christmases merry. our husbands can
safely trust in us all of their lives and isnt
that a blessing. we smile when they
take our love for granted it doesnt hurt
its actually a sign that one is doing a good job
when your husband rests his head on your bosom
after a long day doing manual labor
Mothers, you are loved and appreciated
heaven is for mothers to hold their little ones.
In Jesus Name,
Amen.
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Sometimes I wonder if maybe by chance or on purpose,
God has forgotten all about me in my little puddle of home
warmed by the summer sun, i'm grateful for my life
either way, The Lord Provides and We are Grateful
So deeply grateful for this fragile strong Home
I have faith in God to pay the rent each month
I simply feel that, as an older woman, i deserve to be
and will be, provided for. let me weave my garments
and sell my sashes to the merchant they are of the heart.
God has forgotten all about me in my little puddle of home
warmed by the summer sun, i'm grateful for my life
either way, The Lord Provides and We are Grateful
So deeply grateful for this fragile strong Home
I have faith in God to pay the rent each month
I simply feel that, as an older woman, i deserve to be
and will be, provided for. let me weave my garments
and sell my sashes to the merchant they are of the heart.
"Why Older Women Should Be Modest"
Mothers ought not masquerade as concubines
A Mother and a wife is not a concubine
Reclining in her chair, The Wife is respectable
She doesn't need to advertise her beauty
often mothers and wives are just as beautiful
as their counterparts the young coquettes
we old women are more mature and love
our families more than we want sex or fame
this ripening and maturity is no less beautiful
than the courtesan to the king. they live lonely lives
always being judged by their looks never from within
if your husband loves and respects you, be at peace.
grow old and find peace in modesty. we need not
prove our physical beauty to remain the beautiful women
that we are. We are the wives and mothers.
We are the ones men put their trust in
Wives build and sustain homes and families
Wives do dishes and plant vineyards
Wives comfort the little ones and their husbands
In A Good Wife everyone finds a Home
Courtesans are like frightened birds on shaky branches
fluttering hence and thence, but never feeling
safe or secure. If you are a wife or mother,
Be proud.
"Women are strange"
Women change you
They rearrange you
They Will Confuse You
And Mainly Use You
They'll even lie to you
and usually despise you
and call you strange
and when youre rearranged,
the'll wander off, giving up on you
and finally they will leave you alone.
Women are very strange
don't waste your time.
amen
Women change you
They rearrange you
They Will Confuse You
And Mainly Use You
They'll even lie to you
and usually despise you
and call you strange
and when youre rearranged,
the'll wander off, giving up on you
and finally they will leave you alone.
Women are very strange
don't waste your time.
amen
"Please Don't Judge Me"
I know exactly who i am
maybe you don't understand me
so don't judge me then because
i am coming to know myself
better and better all the time
the heart is a lonely hunter
and when the heart is sad its done
nothing left to do but enjoy life
passing you by like clouds
in a long endless summer blue sky.
So don't try to interpret who i am
i am certain that i know much
much better and more clearly than you
ever will or can or could hope to.
so if you see me do not judge me
i have done noone any wrong
my life ahead is long i had so much
to look forward to that never came true
so don't judge me, just pity me.
Medicate me and let me cry.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
I know exactly who i am
maybe you don't understand me
so don't judge me then because
i am coming to know myself
better and better all the time
the heart is a lonely hunter
and when the heart is sad its done
nothing left to do but enjoy life
passing you by like clouds
in a long endless summer blue sky.
So don't try to interpret who i am
i am certain that i know much
much better and more clearly than you
ever will or can or could hope to.
so if you see me do not judge me
i have done noone any wrong
my life ahead is long i had so much
to look forward to that never came true
so don't judge me, just pity me.
Medicate me and let me cry.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
Faraway Heart
This is a Faraway Heart, You'll never find me again
i am hovering now among the dreams passed
life is past and all is lost and i hope for nothing
life is long and sweet, how i enjoy the flowers of life
treasure every precious moment washing over you
because life is fleeting and soon it will be gone forever
we don't really know what life is but its what weve been given
idly by i wait for an answer to come to me, again
exhaustion from a long life, i am retiring now, aging
all i ask of god are my memories, put me out to pasture
too weary and sad to work, let me write you a song though
as i age i find i write the sweetest love songs
songs of things that will never be again
and dreams that were once so longed for but which will
never ever ever come true...and isn't that a miracle somehow,
that we came all this way only to have the game rained out
and we all go home wet and soggy, sad and dismayed,
somehow grateful for dry shoes and seeking our cars to go home.
life is past and all is lost and i hope for nothing
life is long and sweet, how i enjoy the flowers of life
treasure every precious moment washing over you
because life is fleeting and soon it will be gone forever
we don't really know what life is but its what weve been given
idly by i wait for an answer to come to me, again
exhaustion from a long life, i am retiring now, aging
all i ask of god are my memories, put me out to pasture
too weary and sad to work, let me write you a song though
as i age i find i write the sweetest love songs
songs of things that will never be again
and dreams that were once so longed for but which will
never ever ever come true...and isn't that a miracle somehow,
that we came all this way only to have the game rained out
and we all go home wet and soggy, sad and dismayed,
somehow grateful for dry shoes and seeking our cars to go home.
Friday, October 16, 2015
"Dream"
I was trying to ask a man to run with me
through the rainforest and chase wild birds,
And i knew i was asleep...suddenly like a ghost
Theodore my husband came. He sat on a bench
behind me with his his arms folded, silent
and i knew what i had to do, i told the man
to go on without me, and laughing turned
around to my husband, and as i looked
into his eyes i woke up, and i was alone
in my bed with a stomachache from overeating
and i wished that theodore was there.
in Jesus Name,
Amen.
I was trying to ask a man to run with me
through the rainforest and chase wild birds,
And i knew i was asleep...suddenly like a ghost
Theodore my husband came. He sat on a bench
behind me with his his arms folded, silent
and i knew what i had to do, i told the man
to go on without me, and laughing turned
around to my husband, and as i looked
into his eyes i woke up, and i was alone
in my bed with a stomachache from overeating
and i wished that theodore was there.
in Jesus Name,
Amen.
Being alone is wonderful
Everyone
...every single person... Needs
To know that
Being alone
And the delicious sweetness of being
Alone, is not wrong as Facebook umbrella s them all. I pity them that they belong
Honestly I'm glad for my freedom
I have my mother's free spirit
And I love to be alone. Alone is
Better than okay.
Alone is wonderful
Everyone
...every single person... Needs
To know that
Being alone
And the delicious sweetness of being
Alone, is not wrong as Facebook umbrella s them all. I pity them that they belong
Honestly I'm glad for my freedom
I have my mother's free spirit
And I love to be alone. Alone is
Better than okay.
Alone is wonderful
...every single person... Needs
To know that
Being alone
And the delicious sweetness of being
Alone, is not wrong as Facebook umbrella s them all. I pity them that they belong
Honestly I'm glad for my freedom
I have my mother's free spirit
And I love to be alone. Alone is
Better than okay.
Alone is wonderful
Rose
We Never die if we believe in Jesus
Paths through sin
A poem for Angie
Life is incredibly brief and precious
Treasure it while life is with you
We are spirits in a material world.
We all have to die. The Bible says that
Death is the shepherd of all mankind.
Don't fear it. Enjoy life and dream of heaven.
Thy sweet soul will surely endure, for
Pure goodness sake...for all eternity.
Thee art the light of the world, says Jesus.
He went to prepare a place for you
In the kingdom of heaven. You too shall carry his cross...for you
Are a saint. Set thy heart at peace, love thy family. Be at peace daughter of God.
Hold the pierced hands of Jesus until the last breath...and Thee shalt never know death!
In Jesus name.
Amen lord.
Life is incredibly brief and precious
Treasure it while life is with you
We are spirits in a material world.
We all have to die. The Bible says that
Death is the shepherd of all mankind.
Don't fear it. Enjoy life and dream of heaven.
Thy sweet soul will surely endure, for
Pure goodness sake...for all eternity.
Thee art the light of the world, says Jesus.
He went to prepare a place for you
In the kingdom of heaven. You too shall carry his cross...for you
Are a saint. Set thy heart at peace, love thy family. Be at peace daughter of God.
Hold the pierced hands of Jesus until the last breath...and Thee shalt never know death!
In Jesus name.
Amen lord.
Treasure it while life is with you
We are spirits in a material world.
We all have to die. The Bible says that
Death is the shepherd of all mankind.
Don't fear it. Enjoy life and dream of heaven.
Thy sweet soul will surely endure, for
Pure goodness sake...for all eternity.
Thee art the light of the world, says Jesus.
He went to prepare a place for you
In the kingdom of heaven. You too shall carry his cross...for you
Are a saint. Set thy heart at peace, love thy family. Be at peace daughter of God.
Hold the pierced hands of Jesus until the last breath...and Thee shalt never know death!
In Jesus name.
Amen lord.
Jesus isn't that cruel.
Jesus how can you let my friend die?
No I don't. No, I don't understand your
Ways. I don't understand at all.
Jesus if you died on the cross fur us,
Then why are you taking my friend.
You tell me
My ways are not your ways.
Yet I do not accept that answer.
Jesus you are a great healer...
Why won't you heal my friend Angie?
I love her, lord. Please JesusJesus just heal her
Jesus name,
Amen
Jesus how can you let my friend die?
No I don't. No, I don't understand your
Ways. I don't understand at all.
Jesus if you died on the cross fur us,
Then why are you taking my friend.
You tell me
My ways are not your ways.
Yet I do not accept that answer.
Jesus you are a great healer...
Why won't you heal my friend Angie?
I love her, lord. Please JesusJesus just heal her
Jesus name,
Amen
No I don't. No, I don't understand your
Ways. I don't understand at all.
Jesus if you died on the cross fur us,
Then why are you taking my friend.
You tell me
My ways are not your ways.
Yet I do not accept that answer.
Jesus you are a great healer...
Why won't you heal my friend Angie?
I love her, lord. Please JesusJesus just heal her
Jesus name,
Amen
Jesus smiled at me today
Jesus smiled at me today
And I knew
Inside my
Heart
That
Angie
Isn't going to die!
I know he works miracles and
He is tickling me in my heart that
Angie is going to be just
Fine! She will overcome cancer
The doctors will have wonderful news
Soon. Because I know that
Jesus
Isn't
That
Cruel!
Jesus smiled at me today
Jesus smiled at me today
And I knew
Inside my
Heart
That
Angie
Isn't going to die!
I know he works miracles and
He is tickling me in my heart that
Angie is going to be just
Fine! She will overcome cancer
The doctors will have wonderful news
Soon. Because I know that
Jesus
Isn't
That
Cruel!
Jesus smiled at me today
And I knew
Inside my
Heart
That
Angie
Isn't going to die!
I know he works miracles and
He is tickling me in my heart that
Angie is going to be just
Fine! She will overcome cancer
The doctors will have wonderful news
Soon. Because I know that
Jesus
Isn't
That
Cruel!
Jesus smiled at me today
Futility
Subject to fate we are
Unable to alter our destinies
Life feels so hopeless by now
Hope never announced itself
I don't want my unborn children
To ever know hunger nor suffering
No matter how hard I pray and try
Heaven will not conceive a child in me
I cannot force my body to work manual labor
Age seeps in mocking my hopes
I have not given up completely
But doubt by now whether my dreams
Of having a child will ever come true.
In Jesus name,
Amen
Unable to alter our destinies
Life feels so hopeless by now
Hope never announced itself
I don't want my unborn children
To ever know hunger nor suffering
No matter how hard I pray and try
Heaven will not conceive a child in me
I cannot force my body to work manual labor
Age seeps in mocking my hopes
I have not given up completely
But doubt by now whether my dreams
Of having a child will ever come true.
In Jesus name,
Amen
Our National Faith, or, salvation
America clings to Jesus
All the more fervently, in these
Alarming times with rumors of wars
Flying in silent hearts too afraid
To escape our lips
Much less our thoughts
Like Frightened birds
Our national faith in Jesus
Christ in general as a whole
Will preserve our troubled nation
When all else fails yet we
Trust in Christ
And in this faith is solidarity
And it is yet enough lord
To see our nation through
Like a star guiding a sailing ship,
Each individual heart prays
To Jesus with all our hearts
We may not understand worldviews
And yet Jesus is enough
Jesus is not one to disappoint!
Hallelujah! It may well be
A miracle of God, our
National faith.
In Jesus name,
Amen!
All the more fervently, in these
Alarming times with rumors of wars
Flying in silent hearts too afraid
To escape our lips
Much less our thoughts
Like Frightened birds
Our national faith in Jesus
Christ in general as a whole
Will preserve our troubled nation
When all else fails yet we
Trust in Christ
And in this faith is solidarity
And it is yet enough lord
To see our nation through
Like a star guiding a sailing ship,
Each individual heart prays
To Jesus with all our hearts
We may not understand worldviews
And yet Jesus is enough
Jesus is not one to disappoint!
Hallelujah! It may well be
A miracle of God, our
National faith.
In Jesus name,
Amen!
doubt and pain
In my moments
Of doubt and pain
I cling to my faith
Jesus will not forsake me
Even if even I myself
Am too dim and afraidafraid
Smothered in doubt and pain,
Too consumed by darkness
ToTo venture my heart to dream!
To dream, of stars and flowers,
Roots and shoots and tubers,
Leaves, and stems and buds of Blossoms
That tenderly press themselves firmly
Pushing up up through darkness
Seeking the light of God and goodness!
In moments of doubt and pain,
Yet Jesus waters this flower with hope
Looking up at the stars in the morning sky
One cannot help but to dream!
Poetry cometh thus, with hope and
Dreaming.
In Jesus name,
Amen!
Of doubt and pain
I cling to my faith
Jesus will not forsake me
Even if even I myself
Am too dim and afraidafraid
Smothered in doubt and pain,
Too consumed by darkness
ToTo venture my heart to dream!
To dream, of stars and flowers,
Roots and shoots and tubers,
Leaves, and stems and buds of Blossoms
That tenderly press themselves firmly
Pushing up up through darkness
Seeking the light of God and goodness!
In moments of doubt and pain,
Yet Jesus waters this flower with hope
Looking up at the stars in the morning sky
One cannot help but to dream!
Poetry cometh thus, with hope and
Dreaming.
In Jesus name,
Amen!
Finding dreams
When I am feeling low and down
And Darkness gathers all around
Unable to admit I was losing hope
And dreams all lost and gained in scope,
From fitful nightmares I suddenly rise
And leapt to gaze at my beloved sun rise!
The stars were vast and bright with hope
Dawn slarlit skies my forgotten dreams awoke
So when at times you forget just who you are,
Just run outside and gaze into the stars!
The stars are dreams themselves, and prove
Victory for mercy, peace and love!
In Jesus name
Amen.
And Darkness gathers all around
Unable to admit I was losing hope
And dreams all lost and gained in scope,
From fitful nightmares I suddenly rise
And leapt to gaze at my beloved sun rise!
The stars were vast and bright with hope
Dawn slarlit skies my forgotten dreams awoke
So when at times you forget just who you are,
Just run outside and gaze into the stars!
The stars are dreams themselves, and prove
Victory for mercy, peace and love!
In Jesus name
Amen.
To sustain you
May there always be angels
To light your paths and guide you
Unwitting souls that believe
In the grace of God and minister
To the sick if only in prayer.
May Jesus Christ go before you
Above you, beneath Thee, and all around
Fleeting butterflies of fractured light
And the walls breathing like a mother
May the milk white moon guide you
And the stars not neglect to shine upon thy face. May God cradle Thee so safe and warm and may you never die but rather
Escape bodily form that is sick and become
An angel of light. May all around you. Be
Warmth and giggling and joys of Christmas
Day so sweet. May the Lord go before you and softly, gently, shut the gates behind you!
May you receive everlasting life.
In Jesus name,
Amen.
To light your paths and guide you
Unwitting souls that believe
In the grace of God and minister
To the sick if only in prayer.
May Jesus Christ go before you
Above you, beneath Thee, and all around
Fleeting butterflies of fractured light
And the walls breathing like a mother
May the milk white moon guide you
And the stars not neglect to shine upon thy face. May God cradle Thee so safe and warm and may you never die but rather
Escape bodily form that is sick and become
An angel of light. May all around you. Be
Warmth and giggling and joys of Christmas
Day so sweet. May the Lord go before you and softly, gently, shut the gates behind you!
May you receive everlasting life.
In Jesus name,
Amen.
God
God goes to the peir at the beach
To get an ice cream sandwich
God buys a pair of sunglasses
Because they look good on him
God gazes at the breaking waves
And numbers every grain of sand
God watches little crabs scurry along
He feels so lonely. Where can he find
A place to rest himself, a motel with a tvtv
A good night's sleep and a ride back home.
God is lonelier than I could ever explain.
There are endless things I can do in life
To comfort God. I can take him on a date
I see God in everything around me.
It all leads my heart to God the source of all.
In Jesus name,
Amen
To get an ice cream sandwich
God buys a pair of sunglasses
Because they look good on him
God gazes at the breaking waves
And numbers every grain of sand
God watches little crabs scurry along
He feels so lonely. Where can he find
A place to rest himself, a motel with a tvtv
A good night's sleep and a ride back home.
God is lonelier than I could ever explain.
There are endless things I can do in life
To comfort God. I can take him on a date
I see God in everything around me.
It all leads my heart to God the source of all.
In Jesus name,
Amen
Autumn
The sun warms my frail body
The leaves are turning into
Golden and red mottled lace
And falling from their branches.
I want to pick apples and dress
Up for Halloween the children
Will be knocking on our door soon
Asking for some candy in their
Costumes. I water the porch plants
Crinkle my eyes and nose and
My toes with the feeling of being
Alive. Autumn is come to our home
Embrace every autumn breeze, one
Only recieves a few in a lifetime.
And so it is autumn, once again!
Amen
The leaves are turning into
Golden and red mottled lace
And falling from their branches.
I want to pick apples and dress
Up for Halloween the children
Will be knocking on our door soon
Asking for some candy in their
Costumes. I water the porch plants
Crinkle my eyes and nose and
My toes with the feeling of being
Alive. Autumn is come to our home
Embrace every autumn breeze, one
Only recieves a few in a lifetime.
And so it is autumn, once again!
Amen
To God
I came
To your monument, God
I brought you white roses
And left with a sigh
Hoping you had not
Forgotten me.
I cried a little for time lost.
It was a grey rainy day, cold.
I wish you had been there.
I came to your monument, God.
It seems I shall always be coming
Hence.
I wish you had been there.
You could have helped me to cry.
Amen.
To your monument, God
I brought you white roses
And left with a sigh
Hoping you had not
Forgotten me.
I cried a little for time lost.
It was a grey rainy day, cold.
I wish you had been there.
I came to your monument, God.
It seems I shall always be coming
Hence.
I wish you had been there.
You could have helped me to cry.
Amen.
Monday, October 12, 2015
I'm realizing that
I cannot comprehend
Evil as it appears
In humanity because
I cannot fathom
Evil to the degree
That it exists
In my fellow man.
In evil, I'm dumb.
I comprehendeth
It not. Nor do
I want to. Maybe
That is why I am
So brave. I cannot
Understand evils depth
Nor breadth
Nor its ways. I am
Dumbfounded.
Amen.
I cannot comprehend
Evil as it appears
In humanity because
I cannot fathom
Evil to the degree
That it exists
In my fellow man.
In evil, I'm dumb.
I comprehendeth
It not. Nor do
I want to. Maybe
That is why I am
So brave. I cannot
Understand evils depth
Nor breadth
Nor its ways. I am
Dumbfounded.
Amen.
'Crying'
When you feel like crying
And most of all want to cry
Because the world is just too hard
And life is mean and fleeting
And everyone mistreats you
Because you are little or different
Or somehow special from the rest
And you are outcast shunneed and forbidden to live a normal, humane
Life, when you feel small, unimportant
Looked down on with disgust that hurts,
And you want to fly but are forbidden
By normal people who hold keys
To the locks of life and hope and love
When you suffer....remember...
Remember the baby Jesus born
In humble manger, and try to endure
Pray to our saviour, for
Blessed are the meek, and woe be unto them who would persecute you.
Amen.
When you feel like crying
And most of all want to cry
Because the world is just too hard
And life is mean and fleeting
And everyone mistreats you
Because you are little or different
Or somehow special from the rest
And you are outcast shunneed and forbidden to live a normal, humane
Life, when you feel small, unimportant
Looked down on with disgust that hurts,
And you want to fly but are forbidden
By normal people who hold keys
To the locks of life and hope and love
When you suffer....remember...
Remember the baby Jesus born
In humble manger, and try to endure
Pray to our saviour, for
Blessed are the meek, and woe be unto them who would persecute you.
Amen.
Fear is the enemy of hope
I dare to dream tis no madness
Mayhap dreaming leads me to you
Not knowing all life's meaning
Dreams are the cherubim of hope
Dreams are like the angels of God
Significant in their sign that God is good
Hope and tears and prayers all mingling
Hark! I hear the stars a singing!
In Jesus name,
amen
I dare to dream tis no madness
Mayhap dreaming leads me to you
Not knowing all life's meaning
Dreams are the cherubim of hope
Dreams are like the angels of God
Significant in their sign that God is good
Hope and tears and prayers all mingling
Hark! I hear the stars a singing!
In Jesus name,
amen
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
"Plain and Simple Faith"
Plain and Simple Faith Fuels Our Lives
I Love Him and I pray so hard, i really believe that
JESUS CHRIST THE SON OF GOD IS DRIVING THEODORE'S CAR,
or a gaurdian angel....because......
we should have died in a wreck by now if
if it werent for
THE PURE AND SIMPLE GRACE OF GOD
Pure and simple faith. it's why we believe. it's why we're so poor.
Jesus is driving me too. How do i know?
Well I do not have to fear the devil, because,
PURE AND SIMPLE FAITH is why we exist
why we're still alive after all these years
and i verily believe, my husband could
Walk On Water through Jesus Christ
If It Would
Bring
Him
Home
To
Me.
Jesus makes the world go around.
Faith.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
Plain and Simple Faith Fuels Our Lives
I Love Him and I pray so hard, i really believe that
JESUS CHRIST THE SON OF GOD IS DRIVING THEODORE'S CAR,
or a gaurdian angel....because......
we should have died in a wreck by now if
if it werent for
THE PURE AND SIMPLE GRACE OF GOD
Pure and simple faith. it's why we believe. it's why we're so poor.
Jesus is driving me too. How do i know?
Well I do not have to fear the devil, because,
PURE AND SIMPLE FAITH is why we exist
why we're still alive after all these years
and i verily believe, my husband could
Walk On Water through Jesus Christ
If It Would
Bring
Him
Home
To
Me.
Jesus makes the world go around.
Faith.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
"Heart"
Life isn't about the destination at all.
It's about the journey. what you did with it
Life goes on after death forever so why does death matter?
I know my mind is a ghost town and empty, and that
my heart is all i will ever need, in this life
or the next!
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.////
Life isn't about the destination at all.
It's about the journey. what you did with it
Life goes on after death forever so why does death matter?
I know my mind is a ghost town and empty, and that
my heart is all i will ever need, in this life
or the next!
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.////
Thursday, July 23, 2015
"Victory"
Have you seen her, Victory?
I see Her In Myself Every Day
When I am all afraid and in Despair
I stand tall and pray and believe because
I Believe In Victory. I Have Seen Her
And I Can See That She Is Really Me.
I Would Fight For The Victory I Stand For
I Would Fight For The Victory I represent
I would fight for My Stand Here I Have Taken
I Would Endure, and Perservere, Come What May!
I Have Glimpsed Victory, and I love Her, and She is Me
And I Would Give My Own Life For My Self.
I Carry the sacred crest of Victory deep within
It is a light in darkness that will Not Be Put Out
I Believe In This Truth and Bet My Life On It Daily
I Believe in Victory. I Believe in myself, the Victory Inside me.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
Have you seen her, Victory?
I see Her In Myself Every Day
When I am all afraid and in Despair
I stand tall and pray and believe because
I Believe In Victory. I Have Seen Her
And I Can See That She Is Really Me.
I Would Fight For The Victory I Stand For
I Would Fight For The Victory I represent
I would fight for My Stand Here I Have Taken
I Would Endure, and Perservere, Come What May!
I Have Glimpsed Victory, and I love Her, and She is Me
And I Would Give My Own Life For My Self.
I Carry the sacred crest of Victory deep within
It is a light in darkness that will Not Be Put Out
I Believe In This Truth and Bet My Life On It Daily
I Believe in Victory. I Believe in myself, the Victory Inside me.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Monday, July 20, 2015
"Fame"
Fame is simply fickle
One Generation adores an author, while
The next Generation doesn't even regard authors at all
To be a great author involves, naturally, the hope of being appreciated
Within or after one's lifetime, by others. Sometimes oneself is one's
Most crucial critic, and one can read one's own
Works in bed to lull oneself to sleep, then fie on fame!
Fame is like fire, it burneth not where we wish
it simply rageth like a passion that is neither
fair to mortal nor regards the ones that idolize the famous
Immortalized to one generation, forgotten
by the next, and finally lost forever!
Oh Fickle Fame! That Tempteth me of thee
i ask only crumbs, a reader here and there,
and that Fame cannot seem to spare, so a pox on fame!
Enjoy the craft, the writing as an art right now, writing
enjoying the fruits of the labor are sweet to me
and fickle fame Shall not have the
last laugh over my yearnings and prayers! I hope not for Fame;
Therefore I hope not In Vain!
Fame is simply fickle
One Generation adores an author, while
The next Generation doesn't even regard authors at all
To be a great author involves, naturally, the hope of being appreciated
Within or after one's lifetime, by others. Sometimes oneself is one's
Most crucial critic, and one can read one's own
Works in bed to lull oneself to sleep, then fie on fame!
Fame is like fire, it burneth not where we wish
it simply rageth like a passion that is neither
fair to mortal nor regards the ones that idolize the famous
Immortalized to one generation, forgotten
by the next, and finally lost forever!
Oh Fickle Fame! That Tempteth me of thee
i ask only crumbs, a reader here and there,
and that Fame cannot seem to spare, so a pox on fame!
Enjoy the craft, the writing as an art right now, writing
enjoying the fruits of the labor are sweet to me
and fickle fame Shall not have the
last laugh over my yearnings and prayers! I hope not for Fame;
Therefore I hope not In Vain!
"Prayer"
I dream of a day when we are no longer in danger of death
I dream of teacups and teapots and tea without sugar to no end
I dream of sunshine through lace curtains and paper flowers to no end
I dream of my skin growing softer and even more beautiful with every day that i age
I dream of a small, comfortable cottage with good, comfortable foods
I dream of the possessions which are so dearly owed to me, elegant and fine things
I dream of savouring every precious morning with my Theodore and waiting every night
I dream of cinching my waist a little tighter someday, and going out in flowing dresses to dinner
I dream of a little cottage garden and a pet or two, a stepson to watch him slowly grow up and visit
I dream of bird feeders and seed and birdbaths made of porcelain and angels sculpted in resin
I dream of slow-cooking dinners on sunday afternoons and there always being a steak for theodore's meal
I dream of recipe cards and little tea parties and new friendships, just light friendly ones with love
I dream of visiting the ocean and the mountains and taking my husband to the local art museum
I dream of writing poetry every day and little by little accomplishing much
I dream of cleaning the house daily and visiting the doctor yearly, with perfect health
I dream of living to my husband's full lifetime, and my own lifetime, full and real.
In Jesus' NAme,
Amen
I dream of a day when we are no longer in danger of death
I dream of teacups and teapots and tea without sugar to no end
I dream of sunshine through lace curtains and paper flowers to no end
I dream of my skin growing softer and even more beautiful with every day that i age
I dream of a small, comfortable cottage with good, comfortable foods
I dream of the possessions which are so dearly owed to me, elegant and fine things
I dream of savouring every precious morning with my Theodore and waiting every night
I dream of cinching my waist a little tighter someday, and going out in flowing dresses to dinner
I dream of a little cottage garden and a pet or two, a stepson to watch him slowly grow up and visit
I dream of bird feeders and seed and birdbaths made of porcelain and angels sculpted in resin
I dream of slow-cooking dinners on sunday afternoons and there always being a steak for theodore's meal
I dream of recipe cards and little tea parties and new friendships, just light friendly ones with love
I dream of visiting the ocean and the mountains and taking my husband to the local art museum
I dream of writing poetry every day and little by little accomplishing much
I dream of cleaning the house daily and visiting the doctor yearly, with perfect health
I dream of living to my husband's full lifetime, and my own lifetime, full and real.
In Jesus' NAme,
Amen
Saturday, July 18, 2015
"Mortality"
When I am gasping for breath and lost,
I draw deep within my own soul and there
In the still calm cold quietly running waters
that is the wellspring of my soul, it seems--
when i cannot breathe for want of air
and fear closes in like a coffin or tiny
windowless room, i close my eyes
and dwell in the the deep caverns pools
of my cavernous heart. Do all hearts bleed
Does my soul have a keeper is it the one i love
and is it god above and when i am no more
and to my tomb there is no hinged door
oh lord what will i have to answer for
and will is reach a destined shore
will what is left behind be treasured or
are we all so doomed, we mortals, thus to die?
Friday, July 17, 2015
"The Pain"
Heartache As A Disease
I Suffer From A Chronic
Aching Heart. It Breaks.
Aches. Expands. Breaks.
Some People, like me,
Are In Too Much Pain
Physical, emotional, mental
spiritual and other forms of
Pain. It is sadness. Depression.
When you've been fighting a war
that is so insignificant as to to merely
exist, live, to survive is the struggle,
well, one can't be expected to work!
You cannot hold a job when you are in
this much pain. You cant. I Can't The only Way
I can Work
Is To Express Myself
In Poetry. Penniless, yet utterly
rewarding, for my own poems
are a soothing balm to my agony that no
other piece of writing could hope to heal.
I wonder that if I find my own writing
to be so incredibly soothing, maybe other people
might relate to it
as well. It Cries out pain.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
Heartache As A Disease
I Suffer From A Chronic
Aching Heart. It Breaks.
Aches. Expands. Breaks.
Some People, like me,
Are In Too Much Pain
Physical, emotional, mental
spiritual and other forms of
Pain. It is sadness. Depression.
When you've been fighting a war
that is so insignificant as to to merely
exist, live, to survive is the struggle,
well, one can't be expected to work!
You cannot hold a job when you are in
this much pain. You cant. I Can't The only Way
I can Work
Is To Express Myself
In Poetry. Penniless, yet utterly
rewarding, for my own poems
are a soothing balm to my agony that no
other piece of writing could hope to heal.
I wonder that if I find my own writing
to be so incredibly soothing, maybe other people
might relate to it
as well. It Cries out pain.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
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