The Inner String
some days I feel
I'm all wrong
my past
my decisions
my perspectives
my slant
my thinking
these are the days
when the pain grips
with jaws of steel
I'm an animal
caught in my traps
obliteration
of the sun
of the promise
of the progress
that yesterday
was in front of me
within my grasp
feelings change
they pass
dust blown about in the wind
that sometimes settles in
bot often moves on to a new destination
I pull the inner string
which ties to my breath
and anchors me
I am not the pain
I have to fight this
lift the steel jaws
begin again
and again.
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writer/poet/author Melissa A Howells
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT*A*WORLD
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Faith and Works
What good that it can be,
Have the faith but no deeds;
Without a legacy,
With growing from the seeds.
Can only faith save you?
Without works you labor;
One staving what to do,
Should you feed your neighbor?
Clothe and feed to have peace,
As to be warmed and filled;
That their sorrow does cease,
Pray so they are instilled.
Without giving the things,
Needed for to survive;
What good does rudeness brings,
Not keeping them alive.
By only faith alone,
Without works they are dead;
Because God will have known,
The life that you have led.
Having faith, they might say,
But no works to impart;
And they will go astray;
Faith is not in their heart.
You believe in one God,
Even demons believe;
Because they have been flawed,
But they cannot perceive.
Do you want to be shown,
No works faith is worthless;
God has already known,
As their fate will surface.
But we are justified,
What Abraham offered;
For Christ the crucified,
Through the works recovered.
Justified by works done,
The spirit is not dead;
With their faith through the Son,
Through works their faith is fed.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Last Breath
Last Breath
She was broken it would be her last time to look upon his face
In the howling wind, her tears have found a place.
Year's of dedication to her chief, a dying man that brings her grief
She stays by his side and gives him care, his pain knows no relief
On his land, he gave his strength and love
Now his ancestors come from above
It is time for him to return to dust
In the heart of the land he trusts
A bloodline of his life will carry on
A trail of tears when freedom has gone
On Eagles wing, he drifts upon his final breath
He sleeps the dream, of death
Mother earth embraces him now
Among his people as they show
The spirits of the land will grow
The Chief of the Cherokee will know
Rest in peace the war did cease
A warrior's just release
The rain dance brings tears
Haunting injustice endured for years
His spirit is free, eternal Chief of the Cherokee
©Allseasonsverse July 20th, 2019
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Laura
Laura
For a dear friend in Italy
Love has no name sweeter than the
One that is yours, cast on the wings
Of a whisper it enchants hearts far
And wide but none more so than mine.
I have but to hear it to know the joy
Of knowing you:
Love for all seasons, all reasons, and rules,
A chance to be near you, to please you, to prove,
Until the last star shines . a card writ in blue?
R eceived in the post, with no name and no clue,
A mystery admirer, a kiss that he blew .
(and inside the card) Happy Birthday to you
© Joseph G Dawson
19/07/2019
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Nothing Forever Last
Nothing Forever Last
Nothing last forever upon this restless
earth, made of illusion created by
each our own imaginations, disappearing
on command! assigned thoughts leave like a wink
of an eye, by a simple dream no longer
desireable.
The things you don't care about
last forever, they have a way of
fervently staying around irritating
never leaving.
Thinking positive is the best of
medicine, causing no confusion, no
thoughts of anger, no dangerous
illusions, focusing on the mind of
negativity.
Much we have lost, won, believed in
are broken without ambition, seeming
to have disappeared, in our own thoughts
and imaginations.
Everything we ever had, loved, appears
to have floated away, with sacrifice, achieving
a few impossible dreams disappearing within
a second glance which could of accomplishing
this task connected to our intellect and knowledge.
We take bad with the good sometimes hurting
someone we love, lost, like a quick snap of
of the finger, leaving those dead leaves of
autumn fading away with time.
The rose is always beautiful
when it first opens, but after
the petals start to fall, it is
throw away, this is the way
life is, you live it when it is
beautiful, taking everything
for granted till one day, all that
you loved, just turn away, from
your torn thoughts leaving
all familiar surroundings and dreams
behind without a single regret
of who really cared.
Breathe in the sweetness,
live to the fullest, you'll find
that the most important things
never disappear, only hide
away till there ready to be
appreciated.
By DerenaBree
© 2019 DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
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Snapshot For Life
Look at life as you would through a
camera lens as the momets comes to past
snapshot each second as memory to make
it last.
Don't live in the past
you'll drown in old memories sorrow
and find there is no room for tomorrow.
Don't live in the future
you might find yourself in constant dread
for the fears of what might happen or
not even be said.
Give Jesus Your camera
let Him focus your lens all the time
and you won't be ashamed to show
God the snapshots of life you find.
rhonda ramsey cash
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The BEAT of the HEART
The BEAT of the
HEART
Can be lovingly as Beautiful as a Heavenly LOVING
H. A. R. P
A HEART
B
E
A
T
Can BE Torn to Pieces when it's badly hurt
and shown NO LOVE but
only DEVASTATING Deeply. shattering
sad bad HURTFUL
terrible
DEFEAT
A HEART is so overJOYOUS to W O N D E R F U L L Y
G
O
D
B
L
E
S
E
D
L
Y
GODSENDINGLY. And
M. I. R. A. C. U. L. O. U. S. l. Y
Be BLESSED. To Meet another True HEART
that with everyEVERYevery BEAT
makes You feelFEELfeel
so Naturally ^^GOOD^^GREAT^^&^^GRAND^^
outSTANDING.
E. x. c. e. l. l. e. n. T
happyHAPPYhappyHAPPYhappyHAPPYhappyHAPPY
C. O. M. P. L. E. T. E. L. Y
and. Beautifully
And Harmoniously LOVINGLY
E
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I
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Y
By JOHN D JUNGERS
16th of JULY 2019
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