using the shout box now that I see it , for poetry etc

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    ADAMS GIFT written in 1985


    I am full of life’s desires
    am the Start of human fires
    I will embrace your aching soul
    with loving touch will make you whole
    I am loyal , my heart is kind
    a jewel am I , a precious find
    I’ll fill you to the richest measure
    compared to all I am a treasure
    I am the rain upon the shore
    I am the earth that asks for more
    I am the sun within the sky
    I am the question that wonders why
    I am the stars within their station
    I am the Sum of all creation
    I am the one to bring to Life
    I am your tender loving Wife

    If you could see but thru my eyes
    to understand would make you wise
    to seek not merely mortal love
    driven with the cattle drove
    I see as in a looking glass
    a reflection back is all I ask
    to serve your desires and to give
    is all I seek that I may live


    source Gen 2:18 21-25
    Proverbs chapter 31:10-31
    Song of Solomon
    Ephesians 5:21-33

    Woman was the last creation given
    so that man could learn to be like God
    a gift he could Love

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    Wow, that's among the most beautiful and meaningful statements about women I have ever read. You're among the few ones who really know how much I love and respect women, but real women only... because for me, it's as much a title as a gender, a honorific title in the most lofty and absolute sense ever.... !

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    well , she was the last creation of that period ...and now we all look forward to
    the "new creation" something unlike any other that has gone before ..and
    Jesus is also it's progenitor..
     
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    I love the way you apply it ! Very interesting and meaningful ! :)
     
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    BILL OF SALE


    You bought it , and everything

    you hoped it would lend to your

    ................. appearance

    you worked so hard

    ..... to land that idea

    that you could own not

    only yourself …………..but what others

    might think of you

    me
    ……….I’ve inherited what is old


    and has been handed down

    ...................... for many millennia

    an inheritance ……so old

    ........... that many have regarded the hand me downs

    ............................. as rags

    That my character ………..our origin

    was to be that which our father’s DNA

    would determine

    oh did I forget this particular father

    has more qualities than can be counted

    when one is lost in things they think are

    new ………….oh but so old

    ............... because they trade you like stocks

    up todayand bankrupt tomorrow

    you really don’t own anything except what

    the world says you do

    Me , I accepted I own nothing .....am only

    a care taker of the glorious room

    ................... I currently occupy

    and those whom are the gifted

    occupants for whom I care

    Bankruptcy ..….not of money but

    ............. of every quality that determines

    the value of

    ........................ a man (or woman since you count us out)

    among men , only those whom

    .............. have taken learning

    to a whole new level

    ever become someone …………….

    ................. that is a voice worthy

    to whom others may follow

    but this voice is old .....….older than

    any of us can know ………….or comprehend

    me ....….I just like to listen

    ........................... wisdom

    and understanding …………is to be preferred

    over all knowledge and pursuit

    but ............... those who hold my

    ............ heart

    are likely............ those to whom I will give

    .......... all that I know

    Mined

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    surprised this one wasn't here yet ..


    BAAL


    How oh Jehovah can they not know
    the Woman Harlot of Mystery
    to dine with Baal and teachings follow
    has been exposed with her history

    The teachings of pagans do endorse
    promulgation of falsehood without remorse
    consider not their celebrations source
    entice others to follow their course

    The incantation of the winged ones spoken
    and soothsayers their fortunes do tell
    In rites of passage the truth be broken
    to absolve your sins priest craft bespell

    They use ceremony in feigned ritual
    they revile God and shake their chains
    and demon poisoned is their victual
    what is left is death in human remains

    They claim with God to fellowship
    necromancy and sorcery upon their lip
    but what is taught does make man slip
    conjuration by demons do augurs equip

    The readers of omens and seers arts
    Babylon the Great Harlot of Mystery
    designed to destroy any purity in hearts
    blood soaked debauchery is your history

    Off key they sing a song of deception
    to cloud mankind in his perception
    artful device with the lies conception
    contaminated minds with asps infection

    To breath his air is foul beyond belief
    Jesus who leads the way must you show
    must partake the bread of life to get relief
    so that the true God you may know

    Favor is for those who truly seek your face
    walk away from shadow into your light
    contemn praise from man look only to your grace
    desire clarity and vision within true sight

    To seek your paths do I delight
    into the day and splendor of the dawn
    to the Laws of Love Jesus taught the right
    it is a privilege to sing your song


    sources Deuteronomy 18:9-12
    IIChronicles 33:1-7
    Romans 1:20-32 Apocalypse 9:1
    chapters 17 and 18 Micah 5:12 Acts 8:9
    Acts 16:16 Danial 2:27

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    REVERIE

    My thoughts have rounded to you again ,
    you are so distracting ............. I want my thoughts to ease

    themselves with reverie and rest ............... upon all that you are .
    My examinations hold you undividedly

    and are always pleasantly delicious .
    I want to swim in all your colors

    and dive below the surface..... I want to see you as nobody sees you ,

    every shade and shadow and hue lit with a
    clear beam of light highlighting all that is tangibly held within .

    To make you freely visible and to appreciate the volume

    which is filled in you .
    You hold me like so many others who gaze intently

    upon all that can be seen in you.

    A life so precious and quality endearing , ............ I want to touch
    that beauty and hold it through every age in time .

    I want all to know........ what I see .

    To reach out and posses everything that makes you unique.
    To bath every shade in the light that we may fully see the vision .
    That it my be planted firmly grow and take root

    and become breathtaking in it’s future.

    I have made them visible so that all may see your Glory.
    So that our Love will be a shining light for all


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    Roman 13:8

    ESV
    Owe no one anything, except to love each other,
    for the one who loves another has fulfilled the law.

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    CAPTIVATED


    What is it in knowing you that makes my awareness
    come alive . My thoughts of you are ever present . You
    lead me to consider , good and evil , life and death to
    see more clearly our own minuteness yet be ever aware
    of the grandeur of life . To be consciously mindful and
    electrified , awestruck if you will with the mind blowing
    extent of it’s vastness and it’s possibilities , of being
    able to consider love and enjoyment. You renew my
    spirit which had waned , and lain in exhaustion dealing
    with the worlds pursuit and desire, the endless struggle
    to keep from drowning in the history of men in which an
    ever present portion of our species seek to control what
    we think , what we are allowed . You can watch them re-
    peatedly lie , constantly barraging with misinformation.
    I am tired of the voices , never addressing the hypocrisy
    of it. I need that childhood again , we could just play
    together , happily and explore stuff and be excited every
    time we saw each other. I admit I got little of that but
    I remember the good because when something like it rarely
    happens it makes those “little” experiences supremely
    noticeable like “wow” noticeable. I can say only one of
    the families I lived with would rate an A+ , most I would
    suspect a D- and that’s my own wrong turn. Being one
    inheriting my behavior and thought by the usual means
    those who influence you and tradition . Picking ones way
    out of that nut shell and my own study of life well I
    found what ever said was not always correct even if I
    thought I agreed . But what you have taught me keeps me
    on a course ever growing into that fullness of the face
    you have allowed me to look upon .Most of the time I seem
    short on everything , until you are here , and everything
    is all right again . I have missed you , I’ve written you
    a lot. The day I met you , you opened the door for me and
    through it came understanding , sight , and perspective
    and the puzzle is taking shape and being put together.
    I’m sometimes unsure if I want to see it’s completion or
    just be somewhere where I can enjoy the journey. Come on
    now I don’t want to leave the joy of your company and
    face that testament to man’s insanity , and it’s temple
    of the worlds governments. You can see it coming , the
    corporations eating up the land , conscripting the citizens
    , the same same , nothing new under the sun except the
    window dressing . The shades are always drawn and dark
    they prefer you to have “limited vision” . So seeking
    your company exceedingly pleases me. What you have taught
    I have stored up and you principles are ever before me.
    I have examined your word and found it truthful , there
    fore I will always lift you up . These are my words to
    you . I have put them to pen so I might remember and walk
    again in them. You restore my heart and bring me comfort.
    But I have to mention the ones who amaze and hold my
    attentions . I swear that they experience the most awful
    things yet they pick up , dust themselves off , and give
    a hand to others up on the way . I’m thinking I like these
    ones a lot , just saying . I’ll write you again soon . In
    the mean time I’m keeping this one a while before I send
    it …You’re always on my mind.


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    EPITHET

    Such deliberations as these that

    …………. address my appellations
    Those who live in truth
    ……….. are an oasis in a desert world
    ……………… a commodity of inexorable value
    amidst a system whose hunger
    ………… is insatiable , but not for truth
    Is there not so much more
    ……….. about learning and
    ……………… growing in wisdom and knowledge
    I can never be neutral
    ………… like life I must relentlessly pursue
    ……………….. the course of the genius
    of nature , it’s continuation and fruitfulness
    …………… the cycles considered
    ……………… the winds of changes
    that we might drag ourselves
    …………… from sewage to pristinely clean
    ………. which cannot ever be achieved
    ……. without the True Spirit of Life
    there is so much easily spurned
    without consideration of the threads
    that weave each ones narration
    ………… and whose dye is colored with lies
    ……………… and the wide road so smoothly
    ………………….. beckons the easy walk
    paved with emollients
    to alleviate our consciences
    My own abrogations and violations
    …….. is unwillingly subjected
    …………. to the selfsame scrutiny of qualities
    ………………. I seek to learn from the Master
    who in an extremely atrophic
    system energized a love that
    could conquer the destructive
    …………….. course of thought and life
    A gift of the heart , intelligence
    and an intention to enlighten that
    with which we were born designed
    ………… for all these reasons I can lift
    …………………….. my exaltation in the
    one true path that leads
    us to consider
    …………….. What is Life
    …………… Why is it glorious ,…………. desirable
    and worth reaching for and possessing
    for to me the excellence and brilliance
    of law , mercy , and the intuitive
    parcels and particles of existence
    ……………….. are as our own fingerprint
    as a diversity cognitive of one’s own
    being
    ………….. as we might consider ..the great
    ” I AM ”

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    BALDERDASH AND FOLDEROL

    The Man , peerless in his excellence and ability .
    His every word well crafted and his speech embraces
    your full attention . He leads your mind upon a
    narrative of histories sealed in the annals of
    time.
    Yet they have been embellished , protracted ,
    detracted, seen as fictions , maligned ,divided
    interpreted , and scoffed . But truth is embedded
    and wedded , unable to be separated , forever tied
    to the realities of the duels that take place in
    thought every day . Carving through the reasoning
    of mankind. A fine scalpel that divides with surgical
    precision and skill the illusions , traditions and
    outright lies that are sown like seeds in every field
    task and endeavor that men exercise . But the seeds
    sown have been modified “greatly modified orations”
    GMO’s if you will with the power to self destruct
    the thinking ability of those who consume them in
    schools , media , reading material and dialog , a
    system of double speak , a few tweaked philosophies
    and the truth is altered beyond recognition and
    anything that consumes and digests them . So we
    have banished you , we don’t buy your produce or
    feed it to those we love and care about . Your
    cherished ideology where good is evil and evil
    wears an embroidered veil . I refuse to ingest
    your desecration’s of all that is good and call
    you a leader , hero , a standard for the masses
    an example to be followed with anything but to
    be expelled as they reel in the decay of it . That
    the conditioning and traditional perspectives
    taught in every strata and field in “society”
    are anything but a manifestation of deciet. We are
    to look at the movers and shakers , the “cream of
    the crop” for hero’s and heroine’s . some sort of
    manufactured standard that all should adhere to .
    But the whitewash has run , and the P.R.
    department has been exposed . The lip service to
    justice , those expressions of concern for the masses
    and to keep those eyes off of what you have amassed.
    I’m still seeking , ones who look to a “perfect
    standard” the one they have killed off in every
    nation. The man who lives with such precision he is
    harmless , but I have none so here , just the one
    that every nation has crucified , the truly good
    man , the generous man , the caring man , the gentle
    man . A man superior in every respect …ok that is
    my ideal what I look to , the one I learn from , the
    one who is worthy above all the others to have my
    full attention . A man true in every respect . Well
    I found him , I just didn’t find him here ..But I
    found him. (or rather he found me)
    You say it was a “myth” , I say your tradition is the
    myth , that knights are hero’s , that judges are just,
    that leaders rule wisely , that money lenders are honest
    and that those who hold the attention of the masses
    speak truth and are not corrupt....... Balderdash


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    Well put - the movers and shakers and organization makers of this world - not ones to follow.

    Their (balderdashness) shows through.
     
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    HAZY OUTLINES

    Snowdrifts blow ...... caught in the mountain wind
    shifting movements ...... in the currants bend
    before them are ...... the days of summer fled
    into the past ...... like former days now dead

    Might you seek there...... light of sunny days
    autumn winter spring ...... now a former haze
    water slipping holds ...... and rushes quickly on
    so swiftly fades...... a life not dwelt upon

    The floodgates rush...... down the rivers flash
    where water plunges...... and run the rapids fast
    here our lives are ...... in fleeting moments gone
    and few will know ...... if voices carried on

    And what hopes man...... in his life to gain
    it's miseries...... if in his sins remain
    tomorrow's promise...... know we it will come
    accounted little...... in our days their sum

    This lonely place ...... flower beds lay fallow
    it's beauty fades...... roots not deep but shallow
    twilight veils ...... fields of mankind's dreams
    pursuing endlessly ...... hopes of better things

    You till the soil ...... there a garden plant
    always the weeds ...... in them do supplant
    the roots are choked...... and tendril trails creep
    and strangles lives...... in the dreamers sleep


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    Sorry - have been busy - my landlady died and her children put the house up for sale and asked me to vacate.

    One of life's potholes in the road.

    Have a great day.

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    SON LIGHT


    You are my beacon in the darkness
    the bulwark and seawall which protect my shore
    the lamp which pierces the stormy waters
    that surround me
    I navigate the deep with the course you set for me
    your spirit moves the directions and maps
    the destinations
    Our cargo is precious and obtained
    from many nations whose purchase was
    a kings priceless ransom .
    You calm the tempests with your orders
    our counselor and captain of our salvation
    you have lifted us from deep waters
    rescued us from from the windstorms and squalls
    guided us to warm beaches and the coastlines
    filled with pleasant fruit
    sheltered us from the ravages of dark natures
    covered us richly from all your storehouses.
    You have smoothed the surface of the great seas
    for a passage through them
    I exalt in your wisdom and radiance
    Your presence and advice is always true
    You take measure and correct our crossings
    Your observations conduct the setting of our sails
    and conveyed our bearing and carriages
    My soul rejoices in all your orders
    for they are the buttress and stronghold
    for all that you have delivered to us
    You are resplendent in all your ways
    unsurpassed in your excellence
    and worthy to receive the honors
    and devotions of all those loving you
    You are the air that fills our sails
    and the brightest star in our nights
    and the sun which illuminates our days
    I magnify your name oh Lord
    above all those known to men .
    amen come Captain of Salvation


    Is 9:6
    For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and
    the government will be on his shoulders. And he will
    be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

    Acts 4:12
    Salvation is found in no one else, for there is
    no other name under heaven given to
    mankind by which we must be saved.”

    Heb 1:3
    The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact
    representation of his being, sustaining all things
    by his powerful word. After he had provided purification
    for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty in heaven.

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    Sorry for my much delayed absences ...forgive me life has curveballs
    and I don't catch well

    SEPARATION

    Let me take you back to the beginning
    here there was nothing but Joy

    but another mind lead you astray
    and then you hid from me .

    You knew you had violated trust
    YOU had broken the connection
    by hiding what you had done

    and when I confronted you
    You denied your own responsibility
    but laid the blame upon another
    as though you did not know your own choice

    how then can we be reconciled
    if you continue in the state of denial .
    To come home , you must first
    examine your own actions

    Then you must realize how you
    are responsible for your own actions
    ...........you must understand their consequences
    and how they affect your relationships.
    you are required to acknowledge openly
    your own ability for error and mis “judgment”

    Forgiveness is your only way home ,
    you must ASK for if you do not

    separation will continue

    genesis

    since this is information is since the beginning of writing
    I cannot claim origination of such thought , only repetition
    of certain truths I love you all for the years of "connection"

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    PURSUIT

    I'd write a thousand....... songs for you

    of wildland forests....... and skies so blue
    of misty mountains .......... beneath the sun
    and you my darling........ my only one

    You inspire Love .......... my beating heart

    I've loved you from ............ introductions start
    without you life's ......... shallow and pale
    for you my love............. I shall not fail

    My joy in you ......... is measureless

    it crowns my life ............ it's heart possess
    I've never known....... the like of you
    Your wisdom's great ............ and words all true

    There is no wealth............ upon the earth

    could never it...... exceed your worth
    and bound am I ............ to seek your face
    to give you all .......... that I encase

    In simple songs........... all creation sings

    of life and hope...... and all her dreams
    without your love ............. life's not complete
    two hearts as one....... when love takes seat

    You greet me like ............ the morning star

    which lights all life ..... both near and far
    You take my hand............. and lead the way
    from you my love............. I'll never stray

    Like prisms mirror ....... all of light

    every facet gleams ............. your colors bright
    your music floats..... upon the wind
    and all it's notes ............. on life descends

    Your seal's inscribed .......... upon my head

    and it's command ............ our life and bread
    Your name's written............. on heart and shines
    and all your words......... our life defines

    And here your Word ............. has found it's home

    and from their charge .......... we will not roam
    You've drawn us with ............... the Words of Love
    Whose source we know ........ comes from above

    There's not much here ............ that's left to say

    because you fill............ our nights and day
    all creation ........ reflects your face
    all wealth it's vaults ............. and nature's grace

    We will embrace ........... all that you've taught

    to fill our minds........... and all our thought
    our heart's desire ........... your law takes seat
    and in life it's ........... commands complete


    source the gospels of life
    the words of Jesus
    The Son of God

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    C Michael Miller
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    SONGS UPON THE WIND

    Etesian blew softly in tonight rustling the bushes
    and the vine . Oh gentle wind who has made it's
    dance among the painted leaves. Shafts of Light
    broke through the canopy the voices upon the
    breeze have reached mine ears . Many a garden
    have been dressed as you with the visages and
    wonders of such delights where the breeze has
    kissed the ruby roses and I have caught their
    fragrances and notes. The Nightingale has cried
    "The wine upon your lips has seized your heart
    in reveries of days lost to your youth where age
    hastens to darken their memories , where bright-
    ness is lost in hazy outlines. Sing to me my Darling
    of your heart and love . Of the one whose memory
    will never fade and retires with you every night.
    Our garden in the wilderness , oh paradise , who
    beckons me upon your call where every feast is
    Love within your borders. Oh husband with the
    Golden mind we've supped on Love whose source
    Divine. Beside me walk the Gardens path where
    gently we can talk and laugh. My heart beats for
    you alone and with your love has found it's home."
    My fingers are laced with the mornings dew the
    mists have risen to meet the Light with the passing
    of the Night. I will drink deeply of this wine and
    make it ageless against the onslaught of Time. I
    can keep your place here within and without your
    beaming presence. Of memories that never sleep
    but keep ablaze of Songs forever sung to those
    who would listen and spice has infused all her
    notes and it's fragrances have permeated all
    within her reach . Oh teacher who has lit the
    Stars and circles heaven with it's crown of Light
    to diffuse the Night. Seize my heart and make
    it yours whose song has thrilled my thoughts ,
    whose carriages leads me to place divine your
    Name upon my lips with praise . You have drawn
    me forth from fortresses into a well watered
    Garden of Delight and seized my Nights with
    Daylight. The Chariots of Light keep their
    circuits and my immersion upon the ardor
    of their choruses which have embraced my
    Heart.

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    C Michael Miller
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