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 Feb 2016
v V v
Let’s go to hell
and pretend
to be wearing
disguises.

Wade across
the chasm of
darkness
into a place
of utter despair….
Oh wait,
we’re already
there….

And he’s
already here,
always is,

kept in check
by Benedict
and crucifix.

Prancing
to and fro
looking for
weakness in
my defenses
like a
velociraptor.

Usually its
short barks
and snorts,
And the
clicking
of
nails,

but today
he’s in disguise,

Satan
in sludge state,

a black liquid
shadow
wherever
I go.

Standing still
would be the
end of me,

Yet all
that is
within
me
wants
to dive
right in

like the town idiot,
succumb to the lure and
come forth covered
in feather.

he brings
much pleasure
at first
everything
is well
yet fleeting,

have some more
soon the sludge
will take you,
its inside of you,
swallowed you,
you of it and
it of you,

wake
and choke
and spit
in fear

this time
May be
the last

Don't stuff it
Back down

don’t look
in the mirror

Only God can
pull it out
but you have
to ask,

you have
to believe,
the key?

Don’t ask
too late.
 Feb 2016
Onoma
The only thing
impervious to
to death & decay,
is inner space...
remain there.
 Feb 2016
NvrMnd
.
To Love

And
to feel the joy
and the pain.
 Feb 2016
Earl Jane

When your arms can't hug the one you love,
When your lips can't kiss the one you love,
When you aren't physically in contact with the one you love,
When you can't hang out with the one you love,
When you can't go dating with the one you love,
Just close your eyes,
You can shed a tear,
But do that while praying,
Extend your little patience,
Water daily your seed of hope,
Know that so soon things will happen according to God's plan,
God wants us to be persevering in praying and being patient in His answers,
His plans are amazing,
Your time will come don't worry,
His time is perfect..



© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Yes, God's time is perfect. Just be  patient. As i am being patient for my lover, we will meet soon ,, <3 <3
 Feb 2016
Natalia mushara
Ladies
Love can come and love can go. But it is up to us if we want to make it stay. Don't have tomorrow
Only today
Many roads, stand before you in your Journey through life.
But only one narrow road stares you right in the face always.
Do you take the narrow one of suffering, pain, and grace awaits.
Or take one of the other ones , like the road to fame, my friend.
Do you take the road to riches, when you shall be in control.
Do you take the road to lead you to the romance that you crave.
My friend the narrow road is the only one that leads to Christ.
So meditate on which one that you shall choose in this life.
For it shall show in the end which afterlife that you choose as well.
 Feb 2016
Willard Wells
When my journey comes to the end,
let me find the strength
to know the truth.
Showing some kind of dignity
as I pass to the great beyond, near my God.

I leave little behind to know of me,
except the words I have penned,
with very little hue.
Just my heart and soul to view.

The words I write are my truth,
right or wrong, good or bad.
It is my truth of who I am
or at least as far as I can tell.
" Final Word? NOT, for many years. "
 Feb 2016
betterdays
the curve of the beach
is outlined in a murky red today
the kelp has turned in the heat

on the sand the little *****
make little spheres and bubbles


where the damp meets dry
a sandcastle slowly loses form
as the wind takes it away
grain by grain


on the rocks three kids clamber
shouting and pointing poking sticks
into the pooled worlds

up on the grass, sit two old gents
and the clamour of seagulls that
are being fed skerricks of fat golden chips

i stand admist all this feet in the water
work pants rolled up, shirt tails out
breathing in the saltspray
looking to the horizon
as it begins to colour  the evening sky

at my feet swirl ribbons of red brown kelp


it has been an unseasonably hot summer
made a detour on the way home.....first day back to work.......
back to the counting, how many

have there been, how many are left





still standing.



an issue for some, yet

we  amend the figures

here and move on.



lucky ones,  maths

divides and decimates

others.



yet it is the weave that holds

it all together, makes it strong.



be an example.



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