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Joseph J Breunig 3rd May 2013
Poem: Passover Lamb
Joseph J Breunig 3rd
May 2013
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the only begotten Son of the Great I Am.
For He willingly humbled Himself
and served as the propitiation for our sins;
His Truth will be revealed at Earth's end,
from having laid down His life as our Friend.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the holy begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Our Lord made the ultimate sacrifice,
donating Himself as the World's sin offering.
Although temporarily buried in death's tomb,
He exited triumphantly from that cryptal womb.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the eternal begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Today He sits at the right hand of the Father,
humbly interceding on our behalf daily!
Now is still the acceptable day of Salvation,
for He paid the cost for our soul's preservation.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the blessed begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Entertaining thoughts of a spiritual breakthrough?
Know that it is not too late to save your soul.
For those who dare, Victory is available to everyone
that receives the sacred gift of the firstborn Son.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the divine begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Heb 1:1-3, 12:2; Phil 2:8-9; Rom 3:19-26, 6:4; 2 Cor 6:2;
Eph 3:9; John 1:18, 3:16; Jam 2:14-26; 1 Cor 15
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, � 2012, All rights reserved.
the only begotten Son of the Great I Am.
For He willingly humbled Himself
and served as the propitiation for our sins;
His Truth will be revealed at Earth's end,
from having laid down His life as our Friend.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the holy begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Our Lord made the ultimate sacrifice,
donating Himself as the World's sin offering.
Although temporarily buried in death's tomb,
He exited triumphantly from that cryptal womb.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the eternal begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Today He sits at the right hand of the Father,
humbly interceding on our behalf daily!
Now is still the acceptable day of Salvation,
for He paid the cost for our soul's preservation.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the blessed begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Entertaining thoughts of a spiritual breakthrough?
Know that it is not too late to save your soul.
For those who dare, Victory is available to everyone
that receives the sacred gift of the firstborn Son.
Give praise to the Passover Lamb,
the divine begotten Son of the Great I Am.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Heb 1:1-3, 12:2; Phil 2:8-9; Rom 3:19-26, 6:4; 2 Cor 6:2;
Eph 3:9; John 1:18, 3:16; Jam 2:14-26; 1 Cor 15
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, � 2012, All rights reserved.
Jerry Howarth Jan 2018
Father Forgive
Jerry Howarth
Jan 2018
“FATHER, FORGIVE THEM”
Luke 23:34
}This is a longer write than usual but well worth
time to read it.} GEP
Hello Friends,
This prayer is possibly the most important and most
powerful prayer of Jesus.
He prayed not only for those demanding
His crucifixion, but for you and me as
well.
This prayer of Jesus is doubtless the shortest
but most powerful prayer spoken by Him,
because it transcends all generations, back-
wards embracing all of the old testament
believers and forward two thousand-eight
teen years and beyond to the last believer
in whatever year that may be.
Now in the transaction of forgiving, there
must be the offering of forgiveness, and the
acceptance of the offer.
God, in the person of His only begotten Son
Jesus Christ, has offered His forgiveness of
of all your sins, past, present and sins we
have not yet committed. But God being
omniscient knows what sins we will commit to-
morrow, and so included in Jesus' prayer
was all our future sins.
We all need God's forgiveness, because without
it we are condemned to the Lake of Fire.
We must understand, that "The wages, the payoff
of sin, is death", i.e. forever dying, yet never dead,
always suffering in a place God did not create
for you and I. So God has offered to forgive you.
Will will you accept His offer? How do I accept God's offer,
you ask? You accept God's forgiveness by RE
PENTING OF ALL IN WHICH YOU ARE NOW
TRUSTING , so that He will open the gate of
Heaven to you at the end of this earthly life.
Yes, no longer trust in all your works of self-
righteousness, but simply believe IN, not ABOUT
Jesus Christ, as your sin bearer, Savior, Lord and
Master.
This includes all your religious works of
baptism, church affiliation, church serving such
as Sunday school teaching, being an Elder, or the
holding of some other position in your church.
These things are all commendable) AFTER you have
believed in Christ as your personal Savior.
In’ Matthew 7:21-23 Jesus tells about some very religious
people that came to Him, boasting about all their
religious deeds they had done in His Name, expecting
to be rewarded with entrance into Heaven.
Countless of millions throughout the world are doing
the same thing today. You know what Jesus said to them?
"I never knew you, depart from me, you who work
iniquity"
They called their deeds, "wonderful works" and in their
minds they were wonderful, but in comparison to the
work of Jesus' suffering and crucifixion on the cross
for their sins, they were empty works of pride, self-
righteousness.The Bible declares that all the works of
man are nothing more than "filthy rags" in contrast to
His work of righteousness. They would be like supplying a
small pebble when what was really needed was a huge two
hundred ton boulder.
My friends, if you and I could get to Heaven, offering God
our little ***** pebbles of works, then Jesus' death, burial
resurrection was not necessary. But it was absolutely necessary
for Jesus to suffer and die on the cross, so that God might offer all
of humanity His forgiveness of our sins. Understand that He was
not suffering for His own sins, because He was totally without
sin. Jesus was bearing your sins as well as mine, so that
God's law of righteousness might be fulfilled in us,
THROUGH JESUS CHRIST.
So how does that work?” you ask. Look at II Corinthians 5:21
"For God has made Christ to be sin, (not a sinner) for us,
(That's what Jesus was doing when He allowed Himself to
be crucified) He was made sin for us, that we might be made
the righteousness of God IN HIM"
So the moment you turn from believing in your own self made
righteousness, you are IN Christ, and God sees you as one
who has had your sin debt paid in full, because you are IN His only
begotten Son and thus you have accepted His full forgiveness.
- by G.E.Parson
forgiveness].
The Bible says that "The gift of God is Eternal Life." So Be sure
to thank God for His gracius[gracious] gift.
For all questions, contact Jerry Howarth
jp.howarths@gmail.com
[Dad, I understand what you are saying here about ‘self-righteousness’, but I’m not sure that’s going to lovingly draw someone to Christ as it sounds like the writer is much holier-than-the-reader. Although it’s accurate, this delivery sort of smacks as an insult from someone they’d consider arrogant or egotistical. The result would be a turn off rather than a turning to Jesus. Maybe I’m wrong here, but that’s just a thought.]

“FATHER, FORGIVE THEM”
Luke 23:34
Hello, Friend. This prayer of Jesus is possibly the most important and most powerful prayer of Jesus. He prayed not only for those demanding His crucifixion but for you and me as well.
This prayer of Jesus is the shortest but most powerful prayer spoken by Him, because it transcends all generations backwards, embracing all of the old testament believers and forward two thousand seventeen years and beyond to the last believer in whatever year that may be.
Now in the transaction of forgiving, there must be both the offering of forgiveness and then the acceptance of the offer.
God, in the person of His only begotten Son Jesus Christ, has offered His forgiveness for all your sins, past and present and even sins we have not yet committed. But God, being omniscient, knows what sins we will commit tomorrow and beyond. So included in Jesus' prayer was all of our future sins.
We all need God's forgiveness, because without it we are condemned to the Lake of Fire.
We must understand that "the wages”, the payoff of sin, “is death." That is to say, forever dying, yet never dead, always suffering in a place God did not create for you and me. So God has offered to forgive you. Will you accept His offer? “How do I accept God's offer?” you ask. You accept God's forgiveness by REPENTING OF ALL IN WHICH YOU ARE NOW TRUSTING. Then He will open the gate of Heaven to you at the end of this earthly life.
Yes, no longer trust in all your works that seem righteous and moral, but simply believe IN, not ABOUT Jesus Christ, as your sin-bearer, Savior, Lord and Master. This includes all your religious works of church affiliation, baptism, church service such as Sunday school teaching, serving as an elder or deacon, or the holding of some other position in your church. These things are all commendable AFTER you have
believed in Christ as your personal Savior.
In Matthew 7:21-23 Jesus tells about some very religious people that came to Him, boasting about all their
religious deeds they had done in His Name, expecting to be rewarded with entrance into Heaven.
Countless of millions throughout the world are doing the same thing today. You know what Jesus said to them? "I never knew you, depart from me, you who work iniquity" They called their deeds, "wonderful works" and in their minds they were wonderful, but in comparison to the work of Jesus' suffering and crucifixion on the cross for their sins, they were empty works of pride, self-righteousness.
The Bible declares that all the works of man are nothing more than "filthy rags" in contrast to His work of
righteousness. They would be like supplying a small pebble when what was really needed was huge two
hundred ton boulder.
Friend, if you and I could get to Heaven, offering God our little ***** pebbles of works, then Jesus' death, burial and resurrection was not necessary.
But it was absolutely necessary for Jesus to suffer and die on the cross, so that God might offer all of humanity His forgiveness for our sins. Understand that He was not suffering for His own sins, because He was totally without sin. Jesus was bearing your sins as well as mine, so that God's law of righteousness might be fulfilled in us, THROUGH JESUS CHRIST.
“So how does that work?” you ask.
Look at II Corinthians 5:21. "For God has made Christ to be sin (not a sinner) for us.” That's what Jesus was doing when He allowed Himself to be crucified. He was made sin for us, that we might be “made the righteousness of God IN HIM"
So the moment you turn from believing in your own self-made righteousness, you are IN Christ, and God sees you as one who has had your sin debt paid in full, one who is IN His only begotten Son and thus you have accepted His forgiveness.
The Bible says that "The gift of God is Eternal Life." So be sure to thank God for His gracious gift.
For all questions, contact Jerry Howarth
jp.howarths@gmail.com
Luke 23:34
}This is a longer write than usual but well worth
time to read it.} GEP
Hello Friends,
This prayer is possibly the most important and most
powerful prayer of Jesus.
He prayed not only for those demanding
His crucifixion, but for you and me as
well.
This prayer of Jesus is doubtless the shortest
but most powerful prayer spoken by Him,
because it transcends all generations, back-
wards embracing all of the old testament
believers and forward two thousand-eight
teen years and beyond to the last believer
in whatever year that may be.
Now in the transaction of forgiving, there
must be the offering of forgiveness, and the
acceptance of the offer.
God, in the person of His only begotten Son
Jesus Christ, has offered His forgiveness of
of all your sins, past, present and sins we
have not yet committed. But God being
omniscient knows what sins we will commit to-
morrow, and so included in Jesus' prayer
was all our future sins.
We all need God's forgiveness, because without
it we are condemned to the Lake of Fire.
We must understand, that "The wages, the payoff
of sin, is death", i.e. forever dying, yet never dead,
always suffering in a place God did not create
for you and I. So God has offered to forgive you.
Will will you accept His offer? How do I accept God's offer,
you ask? You accept God's forgiveness by RE
PENTING OF ALL IN WHICH YOU ARE NOW
TRUSTING , so that He will open the gate of
Heaven to you at the end of this earthly life.
Yes, no longer trust in all your works of self-
righteousness, but simply believe IN, not ABOUT
Jesus Christ, as your sin bearer, Savior, Lord and
Master.
This includes all your religious works of
baptism, church affiliation, church serving such
as Sunday school teaching, being an Elder, or the
holding of some other position in your church.
These things are all commendable) AFTER you have
believed in Christ as your personal Savior.
In’ Matthew 7:21-23 Jesus tells about some very religious
people that came to Him, boasting about all their
religious deeds they had done in His Name, expecting
to be rewarded with entrance into Heaven.
Countless of millions throughout the world are doing
the same thing today. You know what Jesus said to them?
"I never knew you, depart from me, you who work
iniquity"
They called their deeds, "wonderful works" and in their
minds they were wonderful, but in comparison to the
work of Jesus' suffering and crucifixion on the cross
for their sins, they were empty works of pride, self-
righteousness.The Bible declares that all the works of
man are nothing more than "filthy rags" in contrast to
His work of righteousness. They would be like supplying a
small pebble when what was really needed was a huge two
hundred ton boulder.
My friends, if you and I could get to Heaven, offering God
our little ***** pebbles of works, then Jesus' death, burial
resurrection was not necessary. But it was absolutely necessary
for Jesus to suffer and die on the cross, so that God might offer all
of humanity His forgiveness of our sins. Understand that He was
not suffering for His own sins, because He was totally without
sin. Jesus was bearing your sins as well as mine, so that
God's law of righteousness might be fulfilled in us,
THROUGH JESUS CHRIST.
So how does that work?” you ask. Look at II Corinthians 5:21
"For God has made Christ to be sin, (not a sinner) for us,
(That's what Jesus was doing when He allowed Himself to
be crucified) He was made sin for us, that we might be made
the righteousness of God IN HIM"
So the moment you turn from believing in your own self made
righteousness, you are IN Christ, and God sees you as one
who has had your sin debt paid in full, because you are IN His only
begotten Son and thus you have accepted His full forgiveness.
- by G.E.Parson
forgiveness].
The Bible says that "The gift of God is Eternal Life." So Be sure
to thank God for His gracius[gracious] gift.
For all questions, contact Jerry Howarth
jp.howarths@gmail.com
[Dad, I understand what you are saying here about ‘self-righteousness’, but I’m not sure that’s going to lovingly draw someone to Christ as it sounds like the writer is much holier-than-the-reader. Although it’s accurate, this delivery sort of smacks as an insult from someone they’d consider arrogant or egotistical. The result would be a turn off rather than a turning to Jesus. Maybe I’m wrong here, but that’s just a thought.]

“FATHER, FORGIVE THEM”
Luke 23:34
Hello, Friend. This prayer of Jesus is possibly the most important and most powerful prayer of Jesus. He prayed not only for those demanding His crucifixion but for you and me as well.
This prayer of Jesus is the shortest but most powerful prayer spoken by Him, because it transcends all generations backwards, embracing all of the old testament believers and forward two thousand seventeen years and beyond to the last believer in whatever year that may be.
Now in the transaction of forgiving, there must be both the offering of forgiveness and then the acceptance of the offer.
God, in the person of His only begotten Son Jesus Christ, has offered His forgiveness for all your sins, past and present and even sins we have not yet committed. But God, being omniscient, knows what sins we will commit tomorrow and beyond. So included in Jesus' prayer was all of our future sins.
We all need God's forgiveness, because without it we are condemned to the Lake of Fire.
We must understand that "the wages”, the payoff of sin, “is death." That is to say, forever dying, yet never dead, always suffering in a place God did not create for you and me. So God has offered to forgive you. Will you accept His offer? “How do I accept God's offer?” you ask. You accept God's forgiveness by REPENTING OF ALL IN WHICH YOU ARE NOW TRUSTING. Then He will open the gate of Heaven to you at the end of this earthly life.
Yes, no longer trust in all your works that seem righteous and moral, but simply believe IN, not ABOUT Jesus Christ, as your sin-bearer, Savior, Lord and Master. This includes all your religious works of church affiliation, baptism, church service such as Sunday school teaching, serving as an elder or deacon, or the holding of some other position in your church. These things are all commendable AFTER you have
believed in Christ as your personal Savior.
In Matthew 7:21-23 Jesus tells about some very religious people that came to Him, boasting about all their
religious deeds they had done in His Name, expecting to be rewarded with entrance into Heaven.
Countless of millions throughout the world are doing the same thing today. You know what Jesus said to them? "I never knew you, depart from me, you who work iniquity" They called their deeds, "wonderful works" and in their minds they were wonderful, but in comparison to the work of Jesus' suffering and crucifixion on the cross for their sins, they were empty works of pride, self-righteousness.
The Bible declares that all the works of man are nothing more than "filthy rags" in contrast to His work of
righteousness. They would be like supplying a small pebble when what was really needed was huge two
hundred ton boulder.
Friend, if you and I could get to Heaven, offering God our little ***** pebbles of works, then Jesus' death, burial and resurrection was not necessary.
But it was absolutely necessary for Jesus to suffer and die on the cross, so that God might offer all of humanity His forgiveness for our sins. Understand that He was not suffering for His own sins, because He was totally without sin. Jesus was bearing your sins as well as mine, so that God's law of righteousness might be fulfilled in us, THROUGH JESUS CHRIST.
“So how does that work?” you ask.
Look at II Corinthians 5:21. "For God has made Christ to be sin (not a sinner) for us.” That's what Jesus was doing when He allowed Himself to be crucified. He was made sin for us, that we might be “made the righteousness of God IN HIM"
So the moment you turn from believing in your own self-made righteousness, you are IN Christ, and God sees you as one who has had your sin debt paid in full, one who is IN His only begotten Son and thus you have accepted His forgiveness.
The Bible says that "The gift of God is Eternal Life." So be sure to thank God for His gracious gift.
For all questions, contact Jerry Howarth
jp.howarths@gmail.com
False Poets Oct 2017
does the moon get tired?
False Poets
Oct 2017
does the moon get tired?
~for the children who never tire of moon gazing upon the dock,
by the light of the fireflies,
till the angels are dispatched by Nana,
to sprinkle sleepy dust in their eyelashes so long and fine~
<•>
while walking the dog I no longer have,
a happenstance glanceable up over the River East,
there you were, mr. moon, in all your fulsomeness ,
surrounded by a potpourri of courtier clouds,
all deferentially bowing, waving,
passing past you at a demure royal speed on their way
perhaps,
to Rebecca's northern London,
of was it south to grace of v V v's Texas^,
in any event,
the cloudy ladies, all bustling and curvaceous,
all high stepping in recognition of your exalted place,
Master of the Night Sky
We,
the word careless, poets excessive,
sometimes called silly poppies, old men,
left footed, still crazy after many years,
most assuredly poets false all of us,
without a proper prior organized thought train,
outed,
bludgeon blurted,
an inquiry preposterous and strange,
strait directed to the sombre face,
to mister moon himself!
tell me moon, do you ever tire?*
the obeisant clouds shocked
as that face we all uniform know,
unchanged anywhere you might go to gaze, be looking upon it,
watched the moon's face turn askew.
He looking down at our rude puzzlement,
with a Most Parisian askance,
a look of French ahem moustacheoed disbelief,
while we watched as the moon cherubic cheeks
filled with airy atmosphere,
then he sighed
so windy winding, was it,
so mountain high and river deep,
that those chubby clouds were blown off course,
from a starless NYC sky
all the way past Victoria Station,
only to stop at Pradip and Bala's
mysterious land of
bolly-dancing India,
on their way to Sally's Bay of Manila,
magic places all!
Mr. Moon looked down at this one tremulous fool representative
(me) and in a voice
basso beaming and starry sonorous,
befitting its stellar positioning,
squinting to get a closer look at the
who in whom
dare address him in such an emboldened manner!
Mmmmm, recognize you, you are among those
who use my presence, steal my lighted beams, my silver aura,
my supermoon powered light, borrow my eclipses,
reveal my changeling shaped mystery without permission,
only mine to give, you tiny borrowers who write that thing,
p o e t r y
head and kneed, bowed and bent,
I confessed
(on y'alls behalf)
we take your luminosity and don't spare you
even a tuppence, a lonely rupee, no royalties paid
to you-up-so-highness,
and we hereby apologize for all the poets
without exception,
especially those moon besotted,
only love poem writing,
vraiment misbegotten scoundrels....
with another sigh equality powerful,
mr moon pushed those clouds across the Pacifica,
all the way to the US's West Coast,
up to Colorado,
where moon-takings from the lake's reflecting light
so perfect for rhyming, kayaking,
and moonlight overthrowing,
once more, the moon taken and begotten,
nightly,
as heaven- freely-granted
yes, I tire
and though here I am much beloved,
usually admired though sometimes even blackened cursed,
seen in every school child's drawing,
in Nasa's calculations,
of my influential gravitational pull,
moving human hearts
to love and giving Leonard a musical compositional hint,
and while this admirable devotion is most delighting,
would it upset some vast eternal plan,
if but one of you once asked,
you fiddler scribblers
my prior permission,
even by just, a lowly
mesmerizing evening tide's tenderizing glance?
yes, I tire,
even though my cycles are variable,
my shape shifting unique, my names so at variance
in all your many musical sing-song dialectical languages,
my sway, my tidal currents so powerful a deterrence,
unlike my boring older sunny cousine who just cannot get over
how hot looking she is,
I, so more personally interesting,
yet you use me as if I were a fixture,
on and off with
a tug of the chain string,
never failing to appear,
even when feeling pale yellow and orange wan,
and worse,
mocked as an amore pizza pie,
do you ever ask how I am doing?
yes, I tire,
of my constant circuitous route that changes ever so slowly,
but yet, too fast for me to make some nice human acquaintances, especially those young adoring children
who give me their morn pleasurable squeals when they awake and my presence still there,
a shining ghost of a guardianship protector still
watching over them
how oft in life do we presume,
take for granted
grants so extra-ordinary
that we forget to remember
the extra
and see only the ordinary
how oft in life do we assume,
the every day is always every,
until it is not,
only an only
a now and then,
till then,
is no longer a
now*
<>
oh moon, oh moon,
our richest apologies
we hereby tender and surrender,
our arrogance beyond belief,
what can we offer in relief?
silence heard loud and clear,
mr. moon was gone,
a satellite in motion,
so our words burnt up in the atmosphere
unheard
we did not weep
nor huff and puff,
blow those clouds back to us,
for we knew
the extraordinary
would return tomorrow,
we will be ready,
better another day,
to prepare
a lunar composition,
a psalm of hallelujah praise,
for mr. moon
of which
mr moon will never tire,
for filled with the perma-warmth
of our affection
for the one we call mr.moon
~for the children who never tire of moon gazing upon the dock,
by the light of the fireflies,
till the angels are dispatched by Nana,
to sprinkle sleepy dust in their eyelashes so long and fine~
<•>
while walking the dog I no longer have,
a happenstance glanceable up over the River East,
there you were, mr. moon, in all your fulsomeness ,
surrounded by a potpourri of courtier clouds,
all deferentially bowing, waving,
passing past you at a demure royal speed on their way
perhaps,
to Rebecca's northern London,
of was it south to grace of v V v's Texas^,
in any event,
the cloudy ladies, all bustling and curvaceous,
all high stepping in recognition of your exalted place,
Master of the Night Sky
We,
the word careless, poets excessive,
sometimes called silly poppies, old men,
left footed, still crazy after many years,
most assuredly poets false all of us,
without a proper prior organized thought train,
outed,
bludgeon blurted,
an inquiry preposterous and strange,
strait directed to the sombre face,
to mister moon himself!
tell me moon, do you ever tire?*
the obeisant clouds shocked
as that face we all uniform know,
unchanged anywhere you might go to gaze, be looking upon it,
watched the moon's face turn askew.
He looking down at our rude puzzlement,
with a Most Parisian askance,
a look of French ahem moustacheoed disbelief,
while we watched as the moon cherubic cheeks
filled with airy atmosphere,
then he sighed
so windy winding, was it,
so mountain high and river deep,
that those chubby clouds were blown off course,
from a starless NYC sky
all the way past Victoria Station,
only to stop at Pradip and Bala's
mysterious land of
bolly-dancing India,
on their way to Sally's Bay of Manila,
magic places all!
Mr. Moon looked down at this one tremulous fool representative
(me) and in a voice
basso beaming and starry sonorous,
befitting its stellar positioning,
squinting to get a closer look at the
who in whom
dare address him in such an emboldened manner!
Mmmmm, recognize you, you are among those
who use my presence, steal my lighted beams, my silver aura,
my supermoon powered light, borrow my eclipses,
reveal my changeling shaped mystery without permission,
only mine to give, you tiny borrowers who write that thing,
p o e t r y
head and kneed, bowed and bent,
I confessed
(on y'alls behalf)
we take your luminosity and don't spare you
even a tuppence, a lonely rupee, no royalties paid
to you-up-so-highness,
and we hereby apologize for all the poets
without exception,
especially those moon besotted,
only love poem writing,
vraiment misbegotten scoundrels....
with another sigh equality powerful,
mr moon pushed those clouds across the Pacifica,
all the way to the US's West Coast,
up to Colorado,
where moon-takings from the lake's reflecting light
so perfect for rhyming, kayaking,
and moonlight overthrowing,
once more, the moon taken and begotten,
nightly,
as heaven- freely-granted
yes, I tire
and though here I am much beloved,
usually admired though sometimes even blackened cursed,
seen in every school child's drawing,
in Nasa's calculations,
of my influential gravitational pull,
moving human hearts
to love and giving Leonard a musical compositional hint,
and while this admirable devotion is most delighting,
would it upset some vast eternal plan,
if but one of you once asked,
you fiddler scribblers
my prior permission,
even by just, a lowly
mesmerizing evening tide's tenderizing glance?
yes, I tire,
even though my cycles are variable,
my shape shifting unique, my names so at variance
in all your many musical sing-song dialectical languages,
my sway, my tidal currents so powerful a deterrence,
unlike my boring older sunny cousine who just cannot get over
how hot looking she is,
I, so more personally interesting,
yet you use me as if I were a fixture,
on and off with
a tug of the chain string,
never failing to appear,
even when feeling pale yellow and orange wan,
and worse,
mocked as an amore pizza pie,
do you ever ask how I am doing?
yes, I tire,
of my constant circuitous route that changes ever so slowly,
but yet, too fast for me to make some nice human acquaintances, especially those young adoring children
who give me their morn pleasurable squeals when they awake and my presence still there,
a shining ghost of a guardianship protector still
watching over them
how oft in life do we presume,
take for granted
grants so extra-ordinary
that we forget to remember
the extra
and see only the ordinary
how oft in life do we assume,
the every day is always every,
until it is not,
only an only
a now and then,
till then,
is no longer a
now*
<>
oh moon, oh moon,
our richest apologies
we hereby tender and surrender,
our arrogance beyond belief,
what can we offer in relief?
silence heard loud and clear,
mr. moon was gone,
a satellite in motion,
so our words burnt up in the atmosphere
unheard
we did not weep
nor huff and puff,
blow those clouds back to us,
for we knew
the extraordinary
would return tomorrow,
we will be ready,
better another day,
to prepare
a lunar composition,
a psalm of hallelujah praise,
for mr. moon
of which
mr moon will never tire,
for filled with the perma-warmth
of our affection
for the one we call mr.moon
False Poets is a collective of different poets who write here, in a single voice,
hence the confusing interchangeable switching of the pronouns. sorry bout that.
^ HP - give them back the claimed V name!
hence the confusing interchangeable switching of the pronouns. sorry bout that.
^ HP - give them back the claimed V name!