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 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
JaxSpade
Kneeling at the cross
My thoughts came across
All the battles I lost

I thought about my wisdom
And how it lacked the actions
Of a Christian

And how much my sins have cost
With none paid off

I asked the Savior into my heart
So he could pay
What I don't got

I prayed to God
That he would listen
So I could follow his mission
And submit everything I was missing

What was I missing

I searched my soul
And studied harder than before
Until I found out it was myself

I wasn't giving
My all

Taking up the cross
And carrying it along
No matter how far
The pain or scars

There is a heavenly
Reward

If you can obtain the faith
Of a Lord

So great

He gave his life
So you could have yours

Kneeling at the cross
I thanked the Big Boss
For sacrificing himself

For the world

I asked for help
Because I can't do this by myself

And I prayed for you as well
Because I want you to reside in heaven
Not hell

If you just believe
You can. Trust and see

There is a way out
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Noa Adler
I want you
To be rough with me
In the gentlest way.

I want you
To pull me apart
And make me whole.

I want you
To dominate me
As your equal.

I want you
Animalistic
Yet so incredibly human.
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Whit Howland
Bright
eyed
we rise to
it talk to it
harness like
a horse
worship
and personify
it what is he/it
to me what
am I to him
if not a lier
and just a bit
sleepy

Whit Howland © 2020
Abstract word painting.
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Traveler
Love?
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Traveler
What has love done for me?
I can count on one hand,
four maybe five perhaps three
people who actually love me

Sad but true what has love
ever done for you?
Perhaps it’s time to make a move
Just one good lover would be enough
After all these times are getting tough

The little bit of love I have I hold dear
I take the wheel and carefully steer
What more needs to be said?
I need more love before I’m dead
Before I come back to haunt
So come and get some love if you want
Don’t roll over and go to sleep
Spread the love both far and deep
...........
Traveler Tim
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Whit Howland
Except for the amber light
in the yard

and for the light
over

our neighbors
garage

it is still dark

and the question

what makes a poem
a poem

and is it ok to just
sit and enjoy

this time of day
where one can feel

like they're comfortably
pickled

in an inky
plasma

and floating under
glass

Whit Howland © 2020
A word painting.
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Dez
In life
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Dez
In life we are born and we die
And in-between we figure out why
 Apr 2020 Nellie 55
Kafka Joint
I am watching you
From the best point there is,
Looking into your eyes.
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