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 Jun 2015 Danzel
Muggle Ginger
Your heart has empty corners;
You'll never know I'm there.
I just need a place
to rest my weary bones.
 Jun 2015 Danzel
Skaidrum
.
The lips of war will not determine which constellation you slaughter.
I've knotted tears into the dead sea, I'm still crying for

you
If a god could see us now
~~~~~
they'd see nothing but ink
flesh and stardust.

and maybe
an eclipse
if we the souls

aligned.
.
This poem is for you,
reader.

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 Jun 2015 Danzel
IrieSide
A breeze of non-belonging
guiding her sails
to a destination
which has no map

The wood creaks
as the ship ages

middle of the ocean
a broken compass
no hint of salvation

with each new storm
her hope fades
with the worn sail

a hit of rejection
a taste of loss
a continuous reminder

of that old familiar pain

now all she does is watch
trusting that the ocean’s currents
will carry the ship to an island

where life will be waiting
A feeling of non-belonging.
 Jun 2015 Danzel
SøułSurvivør
This scripture was taken from the chapter
of the Bible where Jesus was dealing with
the greatest hypocrites to ever walk the
earth. This is from Matthew Chapter 23.

Thou blind Pharisee, cleanse first that
which is within the cup and platter,
that the outside of them may be clean also.
Matthew 23:26 KJV


I was an alcoholic.
I drank 'till I was blue.
I liked the feeling of *******,
I was an addict, too.

I was raised an atheist
Disallowed from church
So my spirituality
Was really in the lurch.

I knew there was an answer
that wasn't in the buzz
I just really didn't know
what that answer WAS.

I tried to do TM.
I went overboard, you see.
I even tried the SRF
and Scientology.

I went to many programs
Treatments and AA.
Rehabs by the score
the pain did not go away.

Finally I found one day
a precious little book.
Someone left it on a bike stand
I went to have a look.

It was a LITTLE BIBLE!
Just the book of John
I went to read the scripture
of the page that it was on.

Someone opened it on purpose
to what I read right then,
how Jesus took some deckhands
to be fishers of men.

I had a funny feeling
like someone touched my arms
I broke out in goose flesh
though the day was warm!

I decided to try Jesus.
Church two times a week.
I guess it was just a prelim
for what I was to seek.

I never did find Jesus
in the sanctuary there.
Some had base hypocrisy -
I was in despair!!!

But I did recieve
something of great worth
I learned to read the Bible
the greatest book on earth.

So one day I was writing
a poem... imagine that!
I found what I'd been missing
right there as I sat!

In this poem I spoke about
how an addict came apart
cried out to our Savior
and
ASKED HIM IN HER HEART!

That time there weren't just goose bumps
I knew I wasn't saved!
It was like an elephant
had walked across my grave!

I went outside to smoke.
I was 3 months clean.
But I still smoked cigarettes
If you know what I mean.

A nagging voice buzzed in my ear
you're just a stupid joke.
You still drink your filthy beer
and on top of that you smoke!


Well. I was sure considering that
and other things as well.
I figured if I used again
I could end the hell.

I would go there anyway!
Wasn't that a cinch?
But another voice came to me
it's power made me flinch!

It said, yes, you smoke your cigarettes
and that isn't good,
but the ******* makes you do evil
is that understood?

So break those filthy cigarettes
I'll show you. You'll break free.
Flush them down the toilet
then come talk to me.

Well, I didn't argue.
I did just as He said.
Then I asked Him

in     my
HEART
and
v

prepared myself for bed.

But as I did lie there
I felt like, I don't know,
like things were hanging onto me
and did not want to go!


But I fell deeply asleep.
Because go they did
they were things demonic.
Inside me they had hid.

When I rose the next morning
I felt so rested... GOOD!
I wanted just to sing!
Wake the neighborhood!

I went outside to see
if I had not thrown away
all of the long cigarette butts
for a puff or two that day.

I found out something else.
It was really wierd!
All cravings for those cigarettes
HAD JUST DISAPPEARED!!!

And there were a lot of things
quite different about me.
I had been delivered.

JESUS SET ME FREE!!!


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 18, 2014
I was delivered from all my
addictions that night.

But, more importantly,
Jesus Christ was in my heart.
And I have never been the same.

I cried for fifteen minuets
after I realized what had happened.

TEARS OF PURE JOY!!!
 Jun 2015 Danzel
andrea
Superfluous
 Jun 2015 Danzel
andrea
You make me feel at times
like a putrid scent that lingers
or the fistful of unwanted dimes
jangled in between your linty fingers

But I guess you keep me in your pocket anyway
June 8th
 Jun 2015 Danzel
Sarah
Newton Creek
 Jun 2015 Danzel
Sarah
So softly
sings the upper
keys
the ivory is
falling

beneath the gentle
arch
the dip and bow
the passion in your
hands,
your
joints,
your
sinews

the tender sharp
the chord of
every night
where chalky dreams
of ecstasy
in denim plague
my thoughts

Where
I'm on the banks
of Newton Creek
and you're never
far
behind

10 years goes so fast,
my love,
since we were
intertwined
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