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Patricia Jordan has one of my favorite blogs. I always find a worthy reblog on her site. This fellow is great in verbally relating Shakespeare, perhaps the greatest poet of all time.

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“All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.” -William Shakespeare

Bard on the Beach is Western Canada’s largest professional Shakespeare Festival. It has an annual attendance of more than 90,000 patrons, and is held in the Bard Village in Vanier Park from mid June to mid September in Vancouver, British Columbia. The Festival celebrates its 25th season in 2013.

Bard Village

The Bard Village is a lively gathering space for patrons to socialize prior to the performances. The Village has a concession, bar services, a gift shop and box office. The Village is open one hour prior to curtain. Performances are held in two tents in a unique setting on the waterfront. The 742-seat main stage tent is open-ended giving the audience…

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“The Kiss before the Battle with Evil”
Picture Courtesy of pathguy.com

 
Commentary:  It is my belief that all creative writers look for markers along their writing journey that represent improvement in their craft.  This recent written poem is no exception in my almost thirty years of poetry writing.  Within the poem I see my belief in an afterlife,  I see myself as a warrior in defense against Evil representing my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  What a beautiful image to die and awake in such a place in one’s after life.  Thank you Lord for this life and all lives that will be ahead in eternity. 
 
 
 
I awoke
as from a sleep
of death.
 
Long gentle fingers
were rubbing my forehead
the side of my face
touching my lips.
 
As my eyes opened
I knew I was no longer
on my prior world of earth.
 
Before me I beheld
a beautiful maiden
of golden hair
skin of cream and light
eyes of blue/grey and gold.
 
There was no fear within me.
I was at a place where I was meant to be.
I was home in a castle of my Lord‘s place for me.
 
My eyes gazed upon my body.
Upon me where plates of armour.
Gold-Silver and various jewels
incrusted upon them.
 
As the maiden raised my head
I observed the symbols upon my breast-plate.
In the middle in Gold was a Lion.
 
On each side of it were Dragons
standing with their feet gently
touching the Lion.
 
Above the Lion
flew a Golden Eagle
with wings of silver.
 
My armour gleamed
from head to toe
in this beautiful creation.
 
What battle has my Lord
prepared for me in this place?
Who was this maiden
who touches me with a loving touch?
 
The maiden spoke,
“My Lord, Evil awaits for battle.
Prepare thyself.”
 
 
 
 

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In all the things
thou are to me
I remember now
then recall latter
the twinkle of your laughter
as you followed me quietly
as I ran from you in anger
over some silly thing.
 
There you stood
as I turned
with the biggest
of your smiles.
It was your way
of saying,
“I am sorry.”
 
As I remembered now
you knew more than anyone
the many ways
one can say
“I Love you.”
 
Did I remember also to let
you know this in my heart
at a time when it was
important to tell you
that I also love you
oh so very deeply? 

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Courtesy of jesussaves.com

Courtesy of jesussaves.com

I sat in the chapel
with my life in ashes.
The world outside my pew
was filled with many
broken lives.
 
Tears flowed down my cheeks
for what could have been
but was not.
 
In my deepest prayers at that moment
these words entered my soul
“Cast your hopes on waters of My Love.”
 
I felt my heart open up
as it never did before.
My life was never
the same again.
 
I had finally found
the most precious thing
in my life.
It was God’s Love for me.  

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Courtesy of aboveandbeyonddautism.blogspot.com

The Master‘s hands were strong and hard
from years of work as a carpenter
just like his father.
 
The creation of His hands had a gentle quality
such as the toy camel and shepherd
He was crafting this night.
 
His sister had begged Him to make a toy for her child.
With love and humor He worked several nights.
In the back of the villa the room was small and cramped
making the carving difficult as the oil lamp light flickered.
 
Entering the doorway with a quiet sweep of the door blanket
came His sister’s oldest son.
Many questions burned in the mind
of this young man on this night.
 
Quietly he approached the Master
so as to not disturb His carving.
The young man whispered,
“Master do you have time to speak with me?”
 
Gently and with love the Master set the little wooden carving
aside and reached for the boy’s shoulder saying,
“What is troubling you this night
son of my sister?”
 
The boy replied,
“I am afraid about death
and where I will go when I die
since no one alive
has ever been to the place that dead people go
and returned
how am I to know what to expect?”
 
With patience and the deepest of kindness
toward the concerns of the young man
the Master spoke,
“Telling humanity of the world beyond death
would be like explaining
the sight of sunrise or sunset to a person
who had always been blind.”
 
He further explained,
“Beyond our lifetime is a world inconceivable
to the senses of man
beyond every gift rendered in this world around us. 
It is a world of being
in the midst of eternal love
and never fearing again.
 
It is knowing light beyond any light
we now know of in this world.
It is never being alone again
but cherished in the arms of a mother.
 
So will it be in the arms of our God
forever in eternal love
peace and happiness.”
So He spoke to me
the Master of my life.  
 

					

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This video will truly bring tears to your eyes. Dancing with stars has nothing to touch these two young people in their dance together. This blog brought to me by a fellow WordPress follower.

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A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.

A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.

It is the quest of a man
to find out who he truly is.
My journey has been long
and difficult.
 
I found love many times.
I lost love many times.
Joy and pain were always
the same.
 
The truth is
we will take nothing with us.
Our flesh quickly becoming
the dust of dunes.
 
I ask forgiveness
to all that I might have hurt
in my journey.
 
I can only hope
that somehow along the way
by example and deed
I have helped others
in their own journey’s.
 
I like you struggled
each day in trying to overcome
the weaknesses of being a human.
 
In remembering me.
Read my words.
Walk briefly in my shoes.
Known that
I finally found
myself.

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Courtesy of umazzing.com

As of August 15th, 2013, the “Texas‘ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 40,000 plus hits.  My deepest thanks and appreciation to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my new communities in Henderson County, Texas, Eustace, Texas, Gun Barrel City, Texas and the Nation. 

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Soldier rendering goodby kiss courtesy of Google image search.

Soldier rendering goodby kiss courtesy of Google image search.

It is time to say goodby.
I can see my sadness in your eyes.
Is this the goodby kiss
that will always be in your memory?
 
Press closer to me.
Imprint my soul
with your being.
 
Please do not look
into my eyes.
The sadness will always
be there
until we are one again
in our happiness.
 
 
  

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Courtesy of 123rf.com

Courtesy of 123rf.com

I want to be IN LOVE again.
I know you love me,
and I love you.
I miss being IN LOVE
that mysterious
wonderful feeling of being IN LOVE.
 
That feeling that one has
when the one they love walks into a room.
The way the background fades
and all you can see
is them.
 
I miss the way my body felt when I was touched.
The way that my breath was hard to catch after kissing.
I miss those soul kisses that touched the very core of me.
 
I miss the way electricity went down my body
when I was dancing with you. 
This was how I felt when I was IN LOVE.
I want to be
IN LOVE again.

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