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Courtesy of Agung888 
 
 
 
My gift to you is neither gold or silver.
Diamonds can never hold the light of this gift.
Pearls will will never glow beyond the of this gift.
 
It is everlasting and eternal.
Within the gift is enclosed the song of angels.
Another part of the gift is the gentle breath of God
given in love to his creatures.
 
In many ways this gift has life within it
as it changes and grows.
My only valued possession of priceless value is this gift.
 
I give you this gift freely without restraint.
Beyond death it will always be yours.
I give thee my love my love. 
 
 

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Picture couresy of Bing

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Multicolored lighting amidst the sound
of rhythmic thunder pounded the huge hall.
The laughter and droning noises had a hollow metallic sound.
 
The human Ferris wheel was in motion around the center spoke.
Quick glaces, smiles…some real
other’s set in concrete faces.
There was quiet desperation set in the eyes of many.
 
Touching in passing moments of movement
were soft warm bodies
pressed against arms
hips brushing fingertips.
 
Out of loneliness did I seek this place
a passenger on a self-made time machine.
I am tired of too many futures coming to this moment.
 
I want the warmth of my youth.
Child-book romance where just the touch of a hand
freezes time in its beauty.
 
Primitive drums change tempo
the words are lost to the sensation of physical self.
Reality is moved to the edge of pulsating light beneath
the feet of bodies in tune with the sound.
 
Paired dancers locked in self-love
unaware of each other.
A checkerboard of kings and queens without mates
in a game without end. 
 
Surrender whispers the voice within.
A reflection on a mirrored wall looks intently
at a standing figure.
 
A misplaced look of aging shown in
salt and peppered hair with growing signs of age
around the eyes.
 
The dream of youth shatters.
The Guardian of Time Present
leaves through the portal marked “Exit.”
The dream is no more.

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Courtesy of vi.sualize.us

It was an open house of a new resident in the community.
I sat on point near a corner of the room
a kind of observation post of those coming into the room.
 
There you stood looking at me from afar.
There was a blackberry in your hand texting someone.
You came and sat next to me.
 
You asked me if the room seemed warm.
You told me your hands were sweating.
I explained that I got a kind of butterflies when I met new people.
 
I learned through disciple long ago to overcome being uncomfortable.
Forty years in sales changes many things about an individual.
You could not be more than eighteen
brown hair and the deepest of brown eyes.
 
You kept looking a me strangely
like you had always knew me.
A memory came to my mind.
It was my childhood bride of eighteen.
 
You looked very much like her.
Her eyes were also Brown. 
I remembered how I felt about her.
 
I loved her in a special deep way.
There is something about a first love
that always makes it special in memories through life.
 
I saw her in you
the hair
the eyes
the way you smiled at me.
 
We talked of college and your first year.
The difficulties you were having with some of your studies.
You said goodby in a formal way and left.
 
It was like you leaving again.
I think of you often and those early days
in my life that we shared as two lost children together.
 
There always will be something special about you
and those days in my mind
many years ago.
 
Take care my love
wherever you may be this day.
Remember that I still think of you
and yes in my way
I still love you.
 

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He stood quietly in the room.
His voice though low in tone
seemed to rock the air about Him.
 
The words were gentle and with love.
Pointing to the doorway,
He said, “There are many doors to eternity
any doorway can be the right doorway to enter
if entered with love and faith in God.
 
He will guide you and protect you in your travels.
First you must learn to give complete
and unselfish love to Him.
 
Second you must render complete faith in your Lord
for whatever befalls you
the Lord will stand at your side
and you shall overcome,”
so spoke
the Master of my life.   

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from woman2womanwebsite.wordpress.com

I understand your pain.
Your anger overcomes you in being treated so badly.
You strike out at all others in this pain.
The one you are hurting the greatest
is the soul of your being.
  
I understand your pain.
To have given so many of your good years to such a man.
A man who abused you each day of those many years.
 
He trashed your heart.
He spat on your very soul.
He now parades his new love
each day before you.
  
I understand your pain.
How blessed you are this day.
He now has exposed his evil to you.
 
You can now leave him behind you.
Thank God each day.
The one that he will abuse each day
is another and not you.
  
I understand your pain.
You are still blessed with your beauty of form.
You are still blessed with the power of your mind.
You will now have soon
a new life before you.
  
I understand your pain.
Cease to be a continuing partner in his evil.
Let go of him.
 
Let go of his created pain upon you.
Let go of his efforts to remove the beauty of your life,
In finally so doing
will you find
Peace
Love
and Joy
in your Life.

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Courtesy of heaven.com

Much is said about what Heaven may be like.
In the senior years of my life
In observing the goodness of humans
In those who stand against Evil each day of their lives
I have no doubt
that Heaven will not be a crowded place.
 

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Courtesy of asiancajuns.com

The warrior king looked down
upon the trembling servant
with these words,
“How am I to trust the wisdom of your king
who sends you with this message
if he hides his real name behind a false one?” 
 
He went on further in his discourse by saying,
“Does your king lack courage. 
Does he not have the backbone of a man
or is he really a woman
hiding behind a man’s name
who claims to be a king?” 
 
The king then had his soldiers remove
the servant from his presence. 
The servant’s head was cut off
before the sun set upon that day.
 
Each day I am constantly amazed 
by the many web sites and forum boards
that carry postings of individuals
who use cover names out of fear
instead of their own real names. 
 
How can one take any of these postings seriously
when the posters hide behind a mask? 
For all we know
it can be a simple program on a computer
somewhere generating all  these postings
across the net in an attempt
to control public opinion.

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Courtesy of devonartistnetwork.co.uk

They call insight…. Wisdom.
Wisdom is the deep sadness of old age.
A biting reality that was
but will never be again.
 
We become ever grateful for the pressed hug.
The feel of flesh upon our own.
Memories sparked in an unexpected
full body hug of total surrender.
 
Our minds go back.
Youth with aches or pains unexpected
as now that wake with us
each morning.
 
A crying desire within
of the youthful, carefree loving
of many hours
stretched over days.
 
These moments
will never be ours again.
It’s the sadness that takes us out.
 
Chipping away
at our nightly desire
to waken again.
 
And if we are so blessed
a dream of softness and passion
from long ago.
 
A dream that brings a cry of joy
from our very soul
of those days and moments
that will never be ours again.
 

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Courtesy of gencoabogados.com

 
 
I awoke this morning with the same old pains.
One leg had veins popped up
the other was swollen.
 
I twisted in pain
in my walk to the kitchen
attempting to adust my back
from the constant pain.
 
The thought came to my mind
was this all a cosmic joke of sorts.
To have lived Seventy years
and find my body dying
before my awareness
each day?
 
Having now found
a degree of Wisdom
in my life
will it now be taken
from me?
 
Will all the days before me
now be filled with pain and suffering
suffering in seeing my bride become
ill again?
 
I pray to my Lord and Savior
render me time
to share the blessings
in knowing Him.
 
Render me time
without suffering to cloud my mind
so that I may share
my blessings
with others.
 
 
 
 

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Courtesy of handofgod.com

A fish following the stream of life.
Going with the flow was the majority of my life.
Finally twenty years ago I gave my life to His care.
 
The blessings that followed
were beyond my dreams.
I now face the last days of my life
unsure of what is pleasing to my Lord.
 
Desiring only to finish my life in a way
that will be His plan and wishes for His creation.
 
As each day passes
I become more aware of the speck of dust
I am in His creation.
 
To know that His presence is close to me
and His Love no less than any of His other creations
only humbles me further.
 
I kneel in homage and worship to my Lord.
May I be so bold as your humble servant
to ask your guidance in how I can spent the rest of my life
in bringing pride to my Father.
 
My Lord has given me life
and the blessings of this life.
Lord hear my prayer
“Lord, What does Thou Desire for the rest of my life?”    
  

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