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poetry2071

TAKE. THE. TIME


TAKE
THE
TIME://////////////

TO. PRAY
and. SEEK
GODS. LOVE
PERFECT. HOLY
HEAVENLY
DIVINE://///////////

TAKE
THE
TIME:////////////

TO. Always
PRAY. With
Faith. Love. And
Hope. And. REFLECT
In. Thy. Life. Living
and. Loving. GODS
PERFECT
LOVE
SHINE:////////////

TAKE
THE
SWEET
LOVING
TIME://///////////

To. Always
BE. GENTLE. LOVING
COMPASSIONATE
CARING. And. MOST
K
I
N
D://////////////

TAKE
T
H
E
TIME:////////////

To
STAY
Faithfully
Lovingly
Hopeful
and. Positively
PRAY. And. GOD
Serenity. And. PEACE
HAPPILY
F
I
N
D://///////////

BY. JOHN. D. JUNGERS
26*J A N U A R Y*2 0 2 2

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sirricky

Great Is the LORD


All Your works I appreciate,
And all Your saints are blessing You;
They shall speak not to deviate,
From Your Holy Word that holds true.

They shall speak about Your Kingdom,
Of the glory of Your power;
And the greatness of Your wisdom,
Patiently wait for the hour.

They make known of Your mighty deeds,
The divine splendor of Heaven;
Ensuring us of our needs,
That are met and have been given.

Your Kingdom is everlasting,
Endures through all generations;
The unrighteous You are casting,
To the depths for incinerations.

The Lord upholds who are falling,
And raises up all who bow down;
Those who answer the calling,
Be ordained with a golden crown.

The eyes of all look unto You.
Giving them food for the season;
Receiving wisdom to construe,
For understanding the reason.

You satisfy the desire,
Of each and every living thing;
From Your hand that we require,
For all the goodness it will bring.

The Lord is righteous in all ways,
Near to everyone who will call;
Your truth follows me all my days,
And has the means for a cure*all.

You fulfill desire who fear,
And will save those who You hear cry;
Preserves all whose love is sincere,
But condemn all those who defy.

Copyright ©2022 Richard Newton Sherrer

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mypoems1186

Learned Lessons


Learned Lessons
When in time of memories past we connect to simple thoughts pouring to the surface of loves sweet embrace. Lessons learned are never in vain when it comes down to aliened effortless desires. Belief has no boundaries when we reach out for answers that flow without a thought. The silent portrait shows harmony untouched when we believe that all satisfactions are uncountable when living has no timelines. Admiration fuses equally with tender understanding, knowledgeable reasoning high above our knowing. Simplified expectations adorn with acceptance, collect intellectual material making life complete. In the remittance of awkwardness we except what has to be excepted, passing on the bloodlines of another generation to a different intelligent being of deeper understanding welded in one, flowing freely inward. Collective knowledge penetrates together in the mind seducing energy to the fullest ability focusing above understanding. Being one with the universe portrays an image of love, power, peace, and harmony throughout the world forged to be completely understood without mystery.
Copyright ⓒ DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)

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godlucifer

a gem unlock a ruby


speed is a lock of speed
the universe is a lock of speed
time is a lock of speed
time is a lock of a universe
time is time lock of speed
the universe unlock a gem of speed
the universe unlock a gem of a gem

a ruby unlock a gem of ruby
a ruby unlock a gem of speed
a ruby unlock a gem of a universe
lock is a unlock ruby
lock is a unlock gem
a lock ruby is a unlock ruby
a lock ruby is a unlock gem

a universe is a unlock universe
a universe is a unlock ruby
a universe is a unlock gem
time is time´s gem
time is time´s gem of ruby
time is time´s unlock gem
time is time´s unlock speed

author notes : my writing is called philosophical writing. i only uses middle ages words,words from the renaissance for
instance words liked gracious,extravaganza,etc. this poem is about time is time´s gem and ruby. i don´t
add capitalization´s on my writing.


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smallsteps

Lambwaths Stream


Six hundred years she´s been recorded
Flowing the Holderness Flood plain
Sometimes she´s known as a stream
Sometimes she´s shown as a drain.
I didn´t know this history
When i played there as a child
Uncultivated acres where
Village children could run wild.
Each winter she broke her banks
Flooding the fields on each side
A flat shimmering silver expanse
Maybe a hundred yards wide.
Summers she was docile
Constrained to her banks
Lush green meadows stretching
For miles along her flanks.
That´s where we village children
Could safely play and roam
Long summers in the wilderness but
Really not very far away from home.
Hide and seek or just chasing
Sitting and talking as we got older
Maybe experimenting with life as we
Got more mature and maybe bolder.
Through her long history how many
Children has she seen
Playing alongside her banks
In her meadows of lush green.
I think of her often now
In a sort of half waking dream
Eyes closed listening to stillness
There alongside Lambwaths Stream.
In memory it´s always sunny
Quite often a Cuckoo is calling
Insects flit and hover and buzz in
the grass where I´m sprawling.
So many years since I´ve been back
But my sense of recall has been kind
And her part in a happy childhood is
Stored safe and securely in my mind.


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dreamweaver

INSIGNIFICANT




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poeticjihadabulateefbabatundeamerikkkasmosthatedmuslimpoet

Rope, Light


The dark throws of depression you may want to give up the fight. This is when the Evil Whisperer makes wrong appear right. If into a pit of dispair you feel you may be falling. Know that As*Sami hears your du'a and for what you are calling. Al*Basir extends the rope making manifest his light so hold on to that rope tight. Morning's first light vanquishes the darkness of night.

By
Abu Lateef Ali Babatunde
´2022

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melissaahowells

The Grapes (Lucious Grape/ August 31, 2005




our mouths held
bunches of grapes
(lucious grapes)
you inserting them into my puckered mouth
with your lips
I with my sticky*ripe fingers
'mmmmmmmmm, Concord"
you said.
"No, conquered."
my reply

LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM AUGUST 31 20015/THURSDAY
TIME AND DATE STAMPED
AND ALSO FOR THIS POET/WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT*A*WORLD.

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