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River Feb 2017
Dear girl, dear boy
Dear little child with so much hurt and abuse and harm
Your body has marks and scars and your mind holds the secrets of the hatred you felt and saw that no one who lives a sheltered life could begin to understand
Dear child, living deep within your mind's recesses, living within the inner most part of your being
You have so much God in you,
Even more God than the richest person in the world, or the most fashionable or the most intelligent
I understand you struggle with your self worth
But I'm here to try to help you understand
That there is someone bigger than your problems
Someone bigger than your trauma
Someone you can bring your worn, pummeled body to who will heal you
Heal your soul
Someone who will bring you Justice
And pay retribution to your wrongdoers
Jesus is his name
And he will take care of the child others had battered
The child who lives inside of you.
Dedicated to all the hurting people out there that are seeking relief from childhood wounds.
River Feb 2017
Sapphire gems embedded within the deepest hem
Strung by threads of golden hair
Bedazzled with emeralds, cobras dancing
Within the crown of the silver spoon fed
Without body, what are words and form and matter
The operating intelligence looms above and below and within
It renders dreams as reality
And reality is seen as a painted scene on canvas
Ripped by the hand of the Creator
Sheep are as sheep do
Running in circles with hamsters in their heads
Destruction is sweet but living sweeter
Complexity is making your face meaner
Exhale on three and disperse the contention into the air
Drop down into the abyss
And leave your residency here.
Stupid is as stupid does -Forrest Gump
River Jan 2017
Is true intelligence committing systems to memory and being able to recognize patterns
Or is it being able to transcend patterns and systems altogether, coming upon the realisation that we are boundless and infinite?
River Jan 2017
I look into your blue stars
Shining and surrounded by lines of joy
Made by the wide smile on your face
Your eyes tell me more than your words ever could
Your eyes tell me how much you care.
  Jan 2017 River
Awkward Moments
The song birds call to me
To go and catch the bumblebee.
For she is loving,
She is kind,
She is the one who speaks her mind.
She is funny,
She is smart,
She sees life through her heart.
The bumblebee has no need to act cool,
Because her beauty and heart make me her fool
© Awkward Moments 07/28/10
  Jan 2017 River
buddy williams
You speak with the voice of an angel
My ears suddenly come alive
My heart becomes speechless
As I look into your eyes

All the sounds of the world
Weep and say good-bye
As I drift into a dream
I'm lost in your eyes

Lost in your eyes
A sea of heavenly bliss
Full of longing passion
That none can resist

Lost in a moment
Where magic never dies
Your spell is upon me
I am lost in your eyes

You can do or say anything
I cannot escape your lullaby
I'm trapped in your melody
I'm lost in your eyes
by Buddy Williams, CopyRight-1998
River Jan 2017
Mesmerized by those glittering eyes
Your countenance so theatrical
Your engaging eye contact
The way you wouldn't let your eyes stray from mine
As you spun your stories
The way you smiled to yourself
Whenever I spoke
Even though we were in a group
Whenever you spoke you looked only at me
You recommended bands and offered to share recipes
You are just delightful
You are funny, gloomy and insightful
If I could kiss you, I would
Because sometimes words get stuck in my throat
So it would be easier for me to just
Rest my voice and tell you how I feel with a kiss instead!
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