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 Dec 2015
Tommy Jackson
Being grateful for the things to come and the things I have.
Being grateful for the good or the bad.
Being grateful, for all taught by my mom and dad.
Being grateful, happy or sad.
Being grateful,
For all the things great to come.
This is for all of you, whom felt abandon or Left behind.
Believe me , I been there myself but God does not leave us behind.
He might test us, thus showing us our heart health here.
But he loves each of us equally, but we all are on different journeys.
So some he protect from being killed as he did to Job in book of Job.
While others he takes , as the unborn babies that died at birth.
But at times it seems that you mess up and God has left you.
But unlike people, if you belong to him, he does not leave you at the alter.
For we too many times go on feelings instead of God's truth .
 Dec 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Amiss was I, in mine earthly vessel,
Agin the igneous chasm. Bane being's,
Inside of this thing were gruesome,
baleful, their laughter caused spasm's.

ii.

Amongst the hideous unholy creature's,
Bursted in, from on high, in majestic features;
A native speaker, a distant teacher, an angelic
Waker of love's soft due. She took me up whilst
She pulled me through;

iii.

I held her plumage, we held close tight,
Never thinking hadst I met this queen, though
We held close all night, all was right. At once tis
I was home, into her arm's, her embracing charm.
Hadst I met this empress before? Asked mine sinful soul.

iv.

Passing through a tunnel, going many miles a speed,
Mine blood dried, mine tears now fine, she saidst we must
Proceed; "O' how I thanketh thee queen, for rescuing me,
From that hellish pit in slime, in grime, dirt and ****. As
didst I sit; as I whispered to her "I thanketh thee so much".

v.

At the end of the tunnel, I couldst see the brightest white,
It flooded me in amare, none heartbreak was there, just happiness-none to compare, wherein all made human reasoning dive deeper in their psyches; though tis this is what's real, mountain's that overtower the field's of rosebud bliss, I entered on in- the entryway of paradise, with Jane's kiss.

vi.

Seraphim sang a million songs, I couldst seeith loved one's, I couldst view mine old cat and dog; whilst tis this place hath none need for a moon or the sun, God lit this divinity; tis a wonderful reality of what mankind pushed away, or tis what many blind themselves from, ignorant and dumbed, by man's philosophy.

vii.

Mine amour' cameth back into sight, I asked her the question that was in mine mind during ourn flight; " queen Jane, I hadst asked, I kneweth thee mine love, long ago mine lass, verily I kneweth that tiara atop thine head, verily we were lover's in ourn spirit form before earth, yea mine love? Jane replied with a smiling look, "verily, verily, we art in God's book's, we were afore spirit lover's from ancient time's hook's, we were predestined to meet once again, the Lord sent me to thee Brandon, mine king, soulmate-best friend".

viii.

After she verified what I kneweth, the pain and anguish lifted off of mine shoulders, once a sinner now renewed, mine eye's stared into her's, I felt the affection between us two. Finally; me and her met again, mine all whom I looked for back on the globe, mine soulmate-mine soul; I felt joy for the first time since birth. I was elated, ive waited a long time, to be freed from death's curse. Mine longing and mine wanting of thee mine lass, finally hadst come; praiseth ourn God, for sending thee mine chosen one.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication
Amiss means out of place....
Agin means next to or against.
Bane means pretty much horrible or not good.
plumage is a collection of wings.
Afore means before
 Dec 2015
DaRk IcE
Standing on the front lines of destruction

Famine and solace extinguished life as we know it

Red stained waters rolling upon disturbed sand

The air is lifeless to one's eyes still opened

And silent to the expired

What was once a peaceful retreat has became panicked and strained

The sun isn't shining anymore, it's stuck behind a cloud hiding its tears

The moon no longer shows it's beauty for all to see

The stars don't shine anymore, they've become dull and rusted

The once beautiful ocean has no smile, and her waves don't peak

There is no wind felt, my hair doesn't blow anymore, the world is dead

Standing on the front lines of the end as its only survivor

Shivering and cold, shock has sit in

No blankets, no water, no way of communication

Everyone is gone...I remain on the front line

Staring and standing my ground

Weakened and tired, but determined

Fighting
A
Battle
Only
I
Can
See
Cooper's Hawk soars across the Northern breeze , shadowed against Hill Country's midday Sun , gaining altitude effortlessly ..
I implore , are you of troubled mind ? Preferably alone like me or ascending with great celebrity for all to see ?
Ne'er a more noble raptor did grace and dignify Georgia's cobalt blue skies , with steel countenance , the voice of a Delilah befitting the very Choir's of Heaven ..
Copyright November 27 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Any great aspiration,
Requires perspiration,

In order to be establised.
We need to work hard for the dreams we believe in,nothing great and long lasting comes easy.
Edited -» 01-12-15
My persona would be red clay along the river shoreline .  My hair , the green grass infused field . My body is akin to tall Pines , Mountain Chestnut , awe inspiring Oak and Pecan Trees..
The salt of my physical being , the child of histories shed tears anchored within the very blood that flows through my circuitry .
Her waters are my soul revealed , Appalachia begat a grateful son of Georgia that seeks the shoreline .. Called across the surface of the sea to the waiting arms of my Creator .. Sky blue eyes on watch forever* .
Copyright November 27 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Nov 2015
Sarah Oh
So many wasted nights
Of endless fights
Unspoken words
Need I say more
We're no longer what we used to be before

Your eyes are filled with lies
I just realised
I'm not complaining
You're just a lesson I'm learning

Please believe me
It's all you can say
Just to make me stay
This isn't easy
While I just want to be free
 Nov 2015
Sarah Michelle
Holding on to the
product of hard work as if
it will ever leave.
 Nov 2015
Duncan Grant Bell
Cursed that I may be blessed
Broken that I may be whole
Truly You gave me the best
When in Your hands they made a hole
Hated that I might be loved
Bruised that I may be healed
Oh Lord only You have truly loved
I lay now with my hard heart peeled
Lord Your mercy holds me firmly
Lord Your love is now alive
In all I pray that it will be Thee
In whom I will always thrive
Lord I am honestly underserving
Yet Your love surpasses all
You are truly unswerving
For You catch me whenever I fall
Oh may I truly be out of my depth
When I think about all that You do
Oh Lord I am out of my depth
And longing to be lost in You
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