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.... !

 

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..

 

I love the way you apply it ! Very interesting and meaningful !

 

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 today …and 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.

 

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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PoetryofProvidence

Jesus blessing the children Gustave Dore etching

 

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.

 

Thanks Joe , always kind . haven't been seeing much of that around here lately .

 

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.

Joe

 

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"

 

Hi there, POP.

 

miss you lady , but you know how to "write me" ...LOL

 

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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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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