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 Nov 2018 Me Díaz
Lawrence Hall
Prelude PEAVEY you give PEAVEY the splendor
Of the PEAVEY CAN I HAVE AN ‘AMEN’!?
How great is our PEAVEY WOOOOOO! The lion and
The PEAVEY name above all YEAH!!!!!

Age to PEAVEY chorus PEAVEY bridge PEAVEY
You are PEAVEY touching my PEAVEY these
Bones will PEAVEY shout your PEAVEY OH YEAH!!!!
We pour out our PEAVEY WOOOOO!!!!! YEAHHHH!!! An’ Lord

We just wanna PEAVEY you YEAH! And WOOOOO!!!
REPEAT 4X PEAVEY YEAH!  WOOOOO!!!! We are
God’s PEAVEY AMEN!!!! CAN I HEAR AN ‘AMEN!?’
Food drive PEAVEY outreach ministries PEAVEY

Love offering PEAVEY I worship PEAVEY
Outreach WOOOOO! And Lord we just offer up our
PEAVEY…!!!


(You can always walk away – and I did)
"Peavey" is the brand name of a range of loudspeakers. You can often find them booming orders at you from the ceilings of churches.
 Nov 2018 Me Díaz
Star BG
Poetry
 Nov 2018 Me Díaz
Star BG
Poetry acts as therapy
prescribed by
my counselor within heart.

Verse like blanket of security
allows self to vent and
not feel homeless.

Sometimes tears hide behind words
needing to be released.
Other times phases give insights
on paper to heal
and return to self love.

Poetry is therapy
where office is open anytime.
Where each letter like a medicine
gets dissolved on page.

Perhaps YOU are my counselor
ready to read between lines
to connect with kind word.
A therapist that responds with like or sun.
The reader who whispers a love
carried in either of an internet site.
Inspired by Marcella Kay
 Nov 2018 Me Díaz
Napolis
To the end

of the rainbow

and back,


skipping fast

heart racing

with the moon

over the hills

and back again.


yelling at

the ice

cream man

in the
middle
of the street

"stop ! "


staying out

way past dinner,


holding on

to 10 years

old as long

as we  can.


wondering

where in the

world you are.


wondering why

weren't you

in my life

back then.


I wonder

if my dreams

ever

touch your

dreams ,


if my thoughts

ever play hide

and go seek

in the dark

with yours.


I hope

they do.

I hope they

always will.


I know

in the

third grade,


we would

of been

the best

of friends.
 Nov 2018 Me Díaz
Poetic T
We should never
bribe death,
       for this is a futile gesture.

We should pay life
       its dues,
      and live every breath we paid for.
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