“Drip-Drop”

Fear will ****** your promises on a 33 degrees to ice ratio. Drip…Drip…Drip.. Drop…You can’t live on fear for it feeds on you. Fear blossoms like a stone and relaxes like the wind. Fear is comfortable when it runs into the arms of complacency. Fear can’t afford to lose so it will never win. Fear can’t make mistakes or be wrong. How clever and beautiful does ignorance make it self appear…fear… fear… fear.. Drip.. Drip.. Drop…..how fear settles on a soul calling it self happy. No! You have a promise that tugs at the condensation of each grain that settles on the egg timer of your human flesh and fear says STOP! I say your BIG FONT but little context! Fear is dead on the cross but we just don’t know how to leave the grave yard…Jesus is faithful…Don’t settle…Don’t settle for the Drip…Drop………….

A shooting star hopeful burns my soul as quick as it’s majestic motion cracks my wish bone. A promise by flesh is smoke, A promise by darkness is vanity but a promise by light is everlasting. Patience pays dividends in the galaxy of my heart.. My flesh stumbles to the hopeful soul that is held tight from the black hole that stands in fearful awe of Yahweh. Clash from a comet oo yes I’ve drank my share till smoked chest burned to the echoes of a different dimension. My flesh said I can’t go on.. and the world said I was hopelessly delusional but my soul cries Hallelujah. Meteor showers of Love came from the mercy of my mistakes speaking fire that weights the scales of a mans heart…”I make all things new” .…When He speaks its forever…..Jesus is Faithful.

My mind held tight lock and key but what I found was only what’s safe. Afraid to perish when my minds nails dug deep into the polished oak of the coffin. A coward dies 1000 cycles before the first battle cry of reality. Safe inactivity rots the bones to the marrow of the infected anxiety! So instead my cowardice and selfish ambitions moved to a new vice. I was most dangerous when successful to worldly accolades and dreams. I could hide in the shadows of potential, invisible to the threats of our carnal realities. Only showing face when it was safe and sound. Death brews in a caldron froth with the luke warm stock of fear stirred by the seasoning of our sinful natures. You only live once is the name of the selfish game and I think I just flat lined. You won’t find eternity in the safety of that mirror mirror on the wall….I want to Love deeper than deeper and yet deeper again. I want to pick up the cross and follow Jesus.

Insecurity and emotions soaked the adolescences of youthful decisions. A quest marked by consequences of such actions that needed to be filled….I’m ready for Love!!!….then gone…..More of the same prescription same action, 4 years and 20 tries…I’m ready for love!!!….then torment….can’t sustain in debauchery even if my heart was a seamless victim…2years..…CHANGE…..I knew better from bruises then to clutch to many women or bottle instead Bible…5years….I’m strong but my bones are scared.….I’m ready for love!!!…..then gone…..why why? Hmm darkness revealed in hind light sip that I was then drinking a more deadly brew......Selfish Pride……2years….CHANGE……I’m ready for love!!….Then nothing……Selfish Pride is hard to purge it goes low in heart especially in maturation but light seeks it till it leaves it’s post of guarding fear which was the nemesis all along….now I face it……”perfect Love casts out all fear” hmmm……Love I’m not ready yet!!!…..to be continued…………Thank you Jesus

I grasp for prosperity when smoke kicks from a stumble…I can be scared and inconsistent but forever be forgiving….. so patient when I should move and how no action in fear I could justify for an eternity…..My ears listen to the sound of the beat of my drum and it’s my favorite…..My heart burns but my mind battles and yet I never leave my side even when my life is on the line…I don’t always like the mirror but it’s so captivating…mirror mirror on the wall whose the most sinful of them all?……Iv’e gone back and forth too and fro between these reflections……some I hate and some I love…..but still I never stop trying …even when flat lined I’ll CPR till cracked ribs. Ignorant, defiant, confused, happy, depressed, excited, hopeful or wise….. my favorite subjects if it started with “I”. Now that’s how I’ve loved my flesh….and through the fire I learned how to make sweet action but my soul never strayed to far from myself but you could never see it not even with a spy glass. How I didn’t know that my spirit was blind to the physical and that it actually was in famine even when my eyes and others feasted on my accomplishments. No wonder I lost so much…… I lived for myself!!!!………not anymore I was twice dumb…. thrice defiant and now once wise…… I want to love you like I’ve always loved myself . You might not notice the difference, you might not bat an eyelash…but I’m letting my soul wonder with the intention to love you like the essence of my spirit….much apologizes for the former…..but now it’s time for poetry in motion and I'm reaching for the latter of thick
in thin……Jesus thank you for loving me and humbling me……………..Ready…………………Set……………….

Sweat dripping from my puke, trapped and chained by an IV..my inner stereo screamed from 102.9 and on top of my ride I felt totaled. Darkness and alone with empathy blind to my dungeon. Why do you treat me like this? You don’t even know me! You don’t really care! You only care about yourself! Give me a second of your time! Don’t you see my heart is bleeding?! I was justified and as usual my finger went to point but at that point I realized I’ve always been the MARK. HAHA did it take disease to realize the disease. You see from the outside and don’t we many look so pretty? Hip Hip Hooray they say to my accomplishment but inner drive selfish like the parasite. I could have lived my whole life white picket ignorant, world successful and none the wiser. But I can’t trade it for nothing I had to die through a sickness to see the re-mastering of my soul by His remedy… Blood........ Light on “Would you go again?” Are you kidding! I’d go again if it kills me!.... No half and half I’m all in… I understand and want to Love like my own marrow. I’m coming back to you kids..I love you and no circumstance matters for this man. My unseen finally got engaged to the fire of my actions and……………. I DO

You were a glutinous 24 feasting on my anxiety and confusion. Where Art thou?! Where art thou!? I yelled begging for the pebble to hit my bed side. My sweat pondered so quiet due to the wheels from the warden. A drip sparked the alarm…. the I-V signals to move my hopes to the Montague. Fresh gown and a half bath slightly disheveled and lightly shaking…. a white cape..... a deep breath and a few beats marked his prestige. It felt so right until night..... when his words cycled out with the shift. How could I betray my Love for a moment’s hope of the Montague!! I knew better but only when I was better but now worse and how quickly my mind reversed. OOO Romeo OOO Romeo where art thou my Romeo! Behind your pride and obstructed by your fear… what I-V were you dripping? Didn’t even remember to grasp the brown spine? AHH the top drawer... Slow to anger and don’t fret.... be patient and wait cooled me off from luke warm to ember …Welcome Montague, I now understand where my emotion meets your position and by your smirk I can see you knew I was never a Capulet to begin with…..Trust Romeo.......Jesus