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 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
wordvango
recall
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
wordvango
that god ****** river flowing so fast
the fish like limbs flounder
struggle against the tow
the wind's bluster is
no help at all
when the river calls you home
no arguments are possible
the eddies play no more
'cept the wind's melodies
low under water bass
the wallowing branch
recalls
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
Sally A Bayan
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Here, in this sacred space...
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...where curtains and breeze
.....dance and tease,

...no words are uttered, i hear nothing
.........except my breathing
eyes roam, legs are crossed, as if to rule,
determined....as a stubborn mule

here in this sacred space, i have a regular
dialogue with my Creator....my Saviour,
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thro­ugh His mysterious ways, He speaks to me
i am drawn to a quietude that flows from Him.
...........this noiseless space talks to me...
it's not the words...something else takes over
.....and enfolds me........especially,  when
fragmented moments start to stir my heart,
...i lose them all....when i hold my breath
when my mouth has ceased, my words on  a halt,
...........i am suspended.....far from the noise
.....................of the outside world...
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here in this sacred space, i am with my loved one,
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tho­ugh distant............the world is...ours,
we're in deep conversation that could last a day
we are ourselves, naked..wearing no false pretenses
...we are timeless...we are one...the two of us...
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here, in this sacred space...rich with
......an imperturbable stillness
..........my mind is overwhelmed
...by a silence.....so eloquent.......
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Sally


Copyright June 25, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
nivek
there is a seeing of the heart
unable to pass judgement

only love looks out
once the lens has been cleansed

this could take a lifetime
or in an instant become realised.
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
nivek
to become who you really are
realising all your powers to love

that's a mountain to climb
but you do not climb alone.

each encounter with another
rounds the sharp edges

some edges take longer than others
but love will never give up.
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
Pagan Paul
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I stand here with thumb outstretched
as the years speed by like passing cars.
Trying to hitch a ride on Life's Road,
for all it cares, I may as well be on Mars.

Relentless, never seeming to slow down,
the years pass me by like pouring rain.
And here I rot, the forgotten wretch,
standing on the kerb of Life's Road again.

Shivering and soaking, I turn to walk,
and the years fly past like hot arrows.
My steps trace a line toward the horizon,
beyond the point Life's Road narrows.

For Death, she will claim me as hers,
when the years stop, no more to erode.
The raw relief, release, too turn away,
and leave the madness of Life's Road.


© Pagan Paul (2016/2017)
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 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
SøułSurvivør
There's a Dove
That casts no shadow
Of its story I will tell
It has flown to
Highest heaven
It has sunk to
Lowest hell

It is pure as
Sparkling snowbanks
It could melt them
Like the Sun
In the end, as at beginning
Over evil, Victory's won!
It will fill your
Soul with longing
It is the End
'Fore time's begun.

There's a Lion
On the prairie
He has strength
That over-awes
In His Face
You'll see compassion
He forgives
Egregious flaws
You can find
Your comfort, solice,
You could sleep
Between His paws

He is ferocious
He's Protection
He is gentler than a lamb
Yet he has the
Greatest power
For he is God -
The strong I AM.

There's a Rose
Within a garden
It's blood red,
For It's been torn
The Rose itself
Has greatest beauty
Tho It wears a
Crown of thorns
It is pure as
Light unblemished
It has grown
For death was born.

It has a scent
Beyond comparing
It has light
That shines within
It has died,
And yet is living
With it's fade
It took your sin

Come, all you
So weak and weary!
All three of these,
The trinity,
Will come into
Your life together
Give you eyes,
That you may see!

Yes, come, bring
All your broken places,
Your heart, or so
The Bible goes,
You'll find help
You will find healing

The Dove, The Lion,
and The ROSE.



SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/24/2017
Have a wonderful Sunday!

Today is my sister's
Anniversary. Married over
30 years! I'm going to be busy
Making their present, and going
To the party we arranged for
Them... I will try to read tonight.
Thanks for understanding!

♡♡ God bless! ♡♡
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
Gidgette
I can't be
someone I'm not
But atleast the someone
I am,
Won't be soon
Forgot....
 Jun 2017 Jeffrey
Mary-Eliz
We spend our lives
searching

do we even know
for what?

we move through
light

trudge through
shadows

feet stumble,
slip
on unsteady rocks

stumble, slip

fall

and

rise again

to face the next day
the next challenge

hoping for another
chance

and fire enough

to light the lamp
that guides

through storms
and darkness

through pain
and heartbreak

through confusion
and despair

fall...

recover

next step...

do it all again

for

hope shines
and
dreams beckon
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