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Met Professor Lord
Come and sit
Welcomed by the Lord himself to Join in
Superior teaching with no classroom
Just imagine the education one gets
The eyes of Abraham, the mind of David and thoughts of Paul
Biblical details outlined with no complexity
Sitting among the Disciples and being with them
Heaven’s lesson
No chalk nor blackboard
Just the Disciples, me and the Lord
Understanding purpose
Embracing goodness
Quality education from Heaven to Earth
So true and honest
Wisdom far beyond the world
Front and Center Spiritual
Concept of having joy
Uplift through Faith
Professor Lord with superior qualifications
Could listen for hours and days
Theories of spiritual approach
No pause nor break
Professor Lord with lesson plan of his own
Straight out truth
Professor Lord, teacher of genuine perfection
What a lesson.
 Sep 4 Soulless
Maddy
Let the words and flow come
Be prepared to remember or jot them down
Be honored and hone your craft
Be proud you see things differently
You are sensitive and unlike the rest
High maintenance in ways they never would accept or understand
Be grateful
We want the world to be a better place
Poet's Prayer
 Sep 3 Soulless
CantSeeMe
in dutch "trap" means "stairs"
they say
stairs stand for growth

maybe a trap does too
so
what are you going to do?
think about it
I was just a misspelled word
you so easily erased
from the notebook of your life.

                  
Now,
how do I ever erase you —
the most beautiful poem of my heart?
It's cold
It's dark
It's a cold breeze
It's winter

But there's light
There's warmth
The temptation is calling
But these are the wall's of loneliness
In the morning  I wake up hear the birds melody
In the evening in my bed bangs my shattered mind

In grief I cry about this sh
F
k, I'm done
Demand-pull, cost-push, built-in
        egg
eggflation for my troubled soul

Consumer price, producer price, house price
        egg
eggflation for your fevered brow

Creeping, walking, running, hyper
        egg
eggflation for our worried minds

Official, true, perceived and
       egg
eggflation for these desperate times
To all my beloveds,


Why are you in such a rush?
Where do you think you have to go?
Why do you live as though in a race?

Don’t rush.
You won’t win.
There is no winning.
There is nothing after that end.

Where do you even have to go?
I’m the one who has to go…

And I will go,

Slow.


Before I meet that end,
Please,

Take my hand.

Waltz with me into that windy night,
Not with haste,
But with the remains,
Of this grotesque grace.  

Let the wind howl.
Let it push.
Let it beg us to hurry on our way.

Let it do as it may,
But I will not rush to that end,
Under anyone’s command.

Just,

Go slow.


I will,

Go slow.



Drag your feet through the dusk.
Let the moonlight kiss the path,
Though it can never again light the way.

There is no destination.
Only this journey.
Only this ache.
Only this love.

I will,

Go slow.


Slow enough,

To cry.

For these tears are worthy of my time.
For they are true to my heart.

I will,

Go slow.

As I cry this truth,
I won’t rush to lie to you.
I won’t sprint toward bliss,
For there is none at the end.

I will waltz slowly through this pain.
Because I want to feel this love.
Because I crave every burden,
Of this human heart.



Go slow,
As you read the story.
Go slow,
As you listen to the song.
Go slow,
As you live this life.

Don’t race through beauty,
Just to meet nothing.
Don’t race through pain,
Just to meet that eternity.

That,

Distant

Icky

Eternity.


Go slow,

With companions, or alone.

Go slow,

Until the world lets go.


Let it hurt.
Let me cry.
Slowly, I love.
Slowly, I cling.
Slowly, I’m dragged away.

Slowly, I fade…

Into,


Into,


That,


Into,


Oblivion…

Go…

Slow.



Slower.

Slower still.

Almost,

Imperceptibly.

As,


You,


Approach,


That,


That,


That,



Distant

Icky


Eternity


Go,



Go,



Go,



Slow.



And if I must,

If I must say goodbye,

If this is the end of our time,


Then let me,

Let me smile,

As I go,


As I go slowly,


Dreaming,

That I am hand in hand,

With such kind company.


Waltzing slowly,

Until I,

Must let go,


Until you,


Until you must,

Move on,


Until I smile,

One last time,



As you must carry on,



Until I,

Until I succumb,

To that,


To,


That,

That,




That,




Distant







Icky











Eternity.





Sincerely,
Your companion
From genesis, through oblivion
 Sep 3 Soulless
Laura
Troubled soul,oh troubled soul why don't you rest.
Come hand it to me.
Put me to the test.
My word will not return void.
And this is what I said.
Cast it on me.
And lighter it will get.
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