NEW YORK SPARROW (FOR SHANE)
NEW YORK SPARROW (FOR SHANE)
NEW YORK SPARROW BODY TOO NARROW TO FIT IN
EYES LINED IN OTHER DARK WORLDLY COLORS
WATCHING YOU SING IN SOMEWHAT COZY PATTERNS
MAY I NEST WITHIN YOU?
NEW YORK SPARROW BODY TOO NARROW TO FIT IN
THE BEAUTY IS NOT IN THE FLUFF AND FEATHERS,
BUT IN THE REALITY OF WHAT IS REALLY INSIDE OF YOU
LOOK!
SKYWRITERS FLY YOUR SONGS TO THE OUTSKIRTS HIGH ABOVE PEARLY CLOUDS
FLUTTERING, FLUTTERING
UNTIL YOU LAND I AM SUSPENDED IN THE LOVE AND TALENT OF YOU.
GEISHA/susan carole 2026
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When Making The BIGGEST, Most IMPORTANT--Life and LIVING ---- DECISION
When Making The BIGGEST, Most,
IMPORTANT ```Life ```and ```LIVING
DECISION=++++++++
All on Your Very*OWN,
HUMAN*===*DIRECTION,
Your BLESSED Serenity
and Relaxed Peacefulness
Will NOT*BE
``````HAPPILY
FULLY WON+++++++++
When Your, READY To MOVE
Forward, PRAY For ^*GOD*^
COURAGE & Strength With
Strong*BLESSED
``````````Confident
COMMITMENT
And*RESOLVE=++++++++
And Know, When ^*^*GOD*^*^ Has, US, That
HIS `` Almighty ``HOLY, `` HEAVENLY
[[[[[[[[[[ Super*Natural*POWER ]]]]]]]]]]
Of (((((((((((((*= LOVE =*)))))))))))))
That Every EARTHLY
ProblemS, OF Great,
Simply HE*SHALL,
*>MEND
*>>END
*>>>HEAL
*>>>>MIRACLE
*>>>>>BLESS
US ALL With Life Living and
LOVING*=====*MIRACLES
And ``` in ```an ```INSTANT,
P R A Y I N G
P R A Y I N G
P R A Y I N G
PRAYING
P R A Y I N G
P R A Y I N G
FAITHFUL LOVING
HOPEFUL Moment,
Miracle BLESS Us
And`````````` EVERY
SAD``````` BAD
`````W O R R Y
Erase `` HEAL
And HAPPILY
Disolve and
Beautifully
SOLVE=++++++++
IN Making The MOST Important
LIFE And LIVING*DECISION=++++++++
Let Your PRAYING, FAITH LOVE
And great*HOPEFULNESS
NOW FasT BEGIN & START
With Constant DEVOTED
PRAYER And UNENDING
Courageous Deep HOPE,
Then ```AMEN ```THINE
Peace Rest Wellness
and``` BLESSED
H A P P I N E S S,
Will BE
WON=++++++++
And WHEN IN [[[*GOD*]]] WE PRAY
And FULL*TRUST Our every
LIFE And LIVING EverY
stress ```` strife ```and
DEEP `````` WORRY
Will ```` Be ```OveR
Finished ````` And
```````````HAPPILY
````````GONE
`````A N D
````` DONE=++++++++
BY JOHN D JUNGERS
03 OCTOBER 2022
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First Speech
Which way to the dwelling of light,
And where is the place of darkness;
The place that would give me insight,
The territory of starkness.
That You take to the bound thereof,
You may discern knowing the path;
Where I can see light from above,
And be exempt from any wrath.
Knowing that because I was born,
The number of Your days are great;
And You left me here to sojourn,
Already knowing of my fate.
You’ve entered the storehouse of snow,
And have seen the storehouse of hail;
The treasures of winter will show,
The forthcoming what will entail.
You reserved the times of trouble,
For the day of battle and war;
Please rescue me from the rubble,
Comforting me to feel secure.
By which way the light departed,
Where the wind scattered on the earth;
The place where the tenderhearted,
Have been merciful since their birth.
Copyright © 2026 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Soul Gazing
Fraying at the seams
So badly want to confess
How much you mean
To me
But that would require
To be vulnerable
And break down
This heart of stone.
I may have the means
Opportunity
But the motivation
Doesn't match
These swirling
And complex feelings.
There's a catch
I would be expected
To be fully present
And be committed
In every millisecond
While trying to stave
Off the doubts
Whether internal
Or external
That the ending
Isn't paradise
Within a castle
On a hill
But uniformly tragic.
Whatever magic
That was unrefutable
In our space
Lifetime previous
Is hard to replicate
It would be like starting
Over with half
A heart
And a limited mind
Unwilling to internalize
The seriousness
Of a situation
Not coincidental.
So that explains why
My responses short
Cause to open the door
From a crack
To very wide
Is a leap of faith
I'm hesitant to make.
Besides your stake
In what could have been
Toppled over
At the slightest wind
And you don't have the strength
To drive into the ground
For the soil
Can never be fertile
If we refuse
To purify the water
Before spreading it
Into every crevice
That doesn't yearn to open.
You can feel
The tension
Hundreds of miles
From behind a screen
And I cant speak
For you but I want
To reach through
Pull you to me
And don't care
If its against
The rules
Of etiquette for
The eyes never lie.
Have to accept
That I can't wait
Until you have an epiphany
That there's so much more
Behind the curtain
That can be trusted
With absolute certainty.
Time may be illusionary
But its sinking fast
Into a receptacle
Meant for all the disappointments
Of a past that
Still isn't forgiven.
Underneath
The stars barely visible
In the desert sky
I lift my arms
Above my head
With finger on each hand
Reaching for the distant land
Where you comfortably
Lie on a king size bed
Eyes closed
Seeing my face
In the shadows
A single teardrop
Drops onto your sheets
Only to materialize
Into me laying
On your breasts
With you stroking my hair
Finally shedding skin
That you can no longer
Keep imprisoned
In a heart mistreated terribly.
You had forgotten
How it felt
To be naturally euphoric
As you bring me closer
To your lips
The eyes suddenly open
And I'm suddenly back
In the grips
Of melancholy.
Stars have vanished
Replaced by your face
Hanging over my being
I feel small
Like a seed floating
In the air
Aimlessly waiting
To be planted.
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Spiritual Plague
Dire situation
Didn't simply appear
Like a plague of locusts
It was fed nefariously
Growing exponentially
Metamorphosizing
Not like a butterfly
But a cancerous tumor
That never shrinks
Despite the immunotherapy.
Symptoms
Were ignored
Not vetted judiciously
The global superstorm
A spiritual disease
Darkness of soul
That can't be cured
By the finest physicians
Nor science alone.
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Supple Lips
Back to the beginning
And the simplest things
Forgotten in my quest
To find someone
To match my desire.
But times I felt confident
Others desperate
The heart
In dire straits
The soul in limbo
With a childlike wish
You would forsake
The stubbornness
Your stock in trade
And avail yourself
Completely trusting
By not slowly depleting
Your spirit by the day.
Stuck in my mind
Agonizing over details
Deluding myself
With moments
I deemed as fate
I'll go to my grave
Never rearranging
My tune just to satisfy
The jealous cynicism
Of those that couldn't
Have you
As you were.
But as I remain
In hiding
Chiding myself
For not having
The skills to bring
You to your knees
Where we can search
For a sanctuary
To heal our wounds
Thus be free
To love again
And forget about
Trying to understand
Why the other
Was the one
In a sea of faces
That grabbed our attention.
There are no shortcuts
To a state of serenity
Beneath waterfalls
That bring purity
And even a cynic
Can't deny
I tried my damnest
To alter your mindset
Despite the conclusion
That still grates
To this very second
I refuse to dry my skin
For fear I may lose your
Radiant beauty
That has seeped inside.
A comforting not frozen
Touch needed
We could be inseparable
Not possessive
But these pangs
Of emptiness that
Crop up like poisoned plants
Are insufferable
You're not the cure
I'm not the disease
You are the allure
That continually haunts
Inspires and decimates me.
But I want to explore
Your brilliant mind
And swim in your soul
Grab your heart
And unionize it with mine
Instead of growing
Resentful walking
The picket line
Requesting emotional compensation
From a snake
That only sheds its skin
For someone
Beneath it.
Give me the permission
To dig deeper
Beyond the innocuous subjects
At the gunpoint
Of small talk
Yet I'm still afraid
To show my hand
For it may return mangled.
You bring me elation
Wrapped in confusion
Mixed signals
Obtuse signs
And a loveliness
You refuse to define
For me
And time opined
I've wasted
Thinking about you.
Can you live up
To the promise
That I've outlined
In meticulous zeal?
Or do I have to continue
To swallow the medicine
Of bitter truth
That you're legacy
Will remain
Just the saddest stare
With a beautiful name?
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Albatross
Can't wallow
In what could be
While my energy
Is being sucked
Into your vortex
With unlimited
And unfiltered access
To a heart
Once bold
With vision
Beholden with joy
Now cold
And stale.
Didn't make
Your final cut
Too intense
And driven
As if it was a sin
For actually believing
You meant more
Than a one night stand.
My constant muse
And bone crushing albatross
Self consciously skewed
My twin flame or
Just an inconvenience
Keeping you amused?
Trapped within
Four symbolic walls
Near a short pier
The spiteful spinster
In deep prayer
That I would do us
Both a favor
And just drown
In my own delusion
Thereby bestowed
The pleasure
From an ambivalent source
Of not having me
To kick around anymore.
Was your star pupil
Your loyal acolyte
Your beaten dog
With sad eyes
Needing to be in your presence
To feel worthwhile
But emotional intimacy
I found out painfully late
Was never your style.
Guess we're mistaken
For thinking
You were the only one
To rule the roost
Over the dying specie
Blurring
The fine line
Between stupid
And obtuse.
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Time And Time Again
Time And Time Again
Visualize infinity!
How far is Timelessness?
A cosmic road in endless mode?
My mind cannot process!
Is there no destination
on a timeline headed straight?
A circle has no ending,
but straight lines must terminate!
The concept is perplexing,
so I'll think outside the box!
If time divided, then collided,
is that a paradox?
Time's tricky in its nature,
so I'll trust it to make sense.
It could regroup and form a loop,
blurring future and past tense!
~William 8.12.2026
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