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Range wars and water fights,
stories told and legends made up,

I am asking your attention, not per
mission, I am on my own, worth per
precept dispatched and reset per use

make the kind of man who believes
modern armies have one use, one alone.

War, for any reason, a warrior ethos,

X wars long form, whole whying wars,
with words working the balance co
gnostication wise knowing science all

that was Logos to Aristotle and Epimenides and Saul of Tarsus,

all wise citizen's when men's minds
and muscles and wills to resist insisted

come along or be ignorant of the worth
of war, come fight your own way out
from a cult that ate better men than

me-self and my weself, when I listened
while praying saying such ideas aloud,
as raised a momentary heart felt will

we may imagine thinking each word
as if it were formed from letters, many
as two letter words lie idle as pi to many

how
ever
here
we make some static and tip the balance
we ought to know what the prexy got
on his standandardard reason ings exam
srie, he passedemallfliyin ointment, hate

to say, but we just can't say, he's likely
was one of the top guys in military school, we can be sure he hates whom he believes are his enemies, including me and you, if you read this far and don't confess, holygnoshit they all cheated?
Life in the era of Ancestry.com

tipped toward hero story kings winning,

forethought, holiday season, annual
opportunity to make believe, next year,

look who had a baby, may be usual best,
look after children we sired, aware if it
does
happen, we both were savvy enough,
we agreed to share the care, and accept

true love feels good to make, and peace
is even better, good to make believe,
it can last, unless one of you breaks
pretend to be at peace, in mind,

and mend the gate to hell,
as we realized we are spirit creatures
already spent our last dime, caught this
old
cold
idea virus, think a tiny bit of it true
and it grows into a double minded you
one reader makes it work, sneeze it
one wonders if t'other what ifs

and most stories
capable of feeding a teller, needed

an ethos,
a bag of weights, agreed to locally

whose side was the wrong side,
in which war to get to where we were

when I woke up this morning, stretched

same yesterday lies, lie still today,

so today bets tomorrow's better,

calling all effectual fervent pray answers,
yeses pile to the ceiling, ah

you noticed, in the JWST sphere's edge,

I traveled 100 miles today in a car,
I could never repair, maybe a flat,
I once repaired a Triumph Spitfire,

with a butterknife, a VW carb float
and a Zippo lighter, on the northside

of Route 66, you honked and waved,
hippies were friendly, I was imagining

winding detcord around freeway bridges
before they got to Flagstaff and ruined
my own private four leaf freeway
exchange,
with no free way either way, a junction
in the middle of forest, Yavapai land,

Interstate 40, was approaching at speed,
speed of life then, speed of mind now,

fast as fine structural constants occur

constantly, infinite dirivitive knowledge,
constituting new knowing, new ways we

work while we agree we are two me and
thee whithersoever and whensoever we

cross purposes
in some classic gaseous spirit defined,

so fine, no finer, atoms, and then, we
boomers were born into evidence, we
learned central point gravity spinning,
and electromagneto coil winding,
in seventh grade science, needed
before we used power tools,

eighth grade, 13, hit, Donald Trump,
big kid bully rich boy, needs discipline,
so, when I was experiencing 1961, he

was experience the least possible link
me and him and that summer, except

For Mantle and Maris and ******
at the Drive In, double feature
Lemon and Remick, Days of Wine and
Roses, summer of bayou swimming,

chameleon seeing, and seen again later
such creatures live a sane and simple life.

Words as tools to think with, once,
then cast aside, to think with infinite
precision, not wrong, even a we bit once\

one drop om'gahdshesdonit, we bit


Muses entertainers users attend to
uses some fine ideas hate, in allergic

terms
sneezing, secret school records,
under secret power locked and keyed
all paper. All at once, nobody ever knows

manifest peaceability say to where Jesus is
peace be still,
stop and retake certain vows, try to remember
September Journey… once, on Earth, here, peace
se no se free from pressure all around centered

sense sapience from higher forms of well formed we,
we think and breathe, each day, time, per instance
now, we pray, truth be told,

and if its worth my time, redeemed per usual fees
puppy sneeze static, danger, will disease creep in fi

finest ratio of one to precisely this is not that, if we

thunk it… let it ride, I bet today becomes readily
available, easy read, cheap, free used spit images hit.

--- pro eh profess protest… promethean fame
Epimethean shame, we shouldalistened, we
refuse union containment, aweforms as us
awful old man gaseous weform reforms
jokes broke
whenkidpreachers told'em yokem
ropem ridem vaquero, kpow
Dunson land brand, on Jesus, this Christmas

witness an abortion survivors testimony,
unfortunately recorded when delivered
glossalia-wise lies lay lady lay. Big brass bed

I shined such a thing, I know what you mean,
they were noisydamnedsprings what you mean

mom and dad did that and did not know kids could
just up and grow old and good for nothing, fair trade

boomers alive today survived, by living
through everything that made Donald possible,
nothing makes believing him good is peaceable,
non sense thinking circa 1865, wonder ifery fiction

hmmm, shotgunweddins, in my times

as a witness, some times, I say I knew then
as a freeborn child to as far as I knew then
aiiiiiii zooms to infinity, if that's your per
spective, point, a star out in ever sense
freeborn grown men, in National debt.

My credit got me old, and this wise, no mas.

My legacy is my only actual effort at art,
for goodness sakes, aitia causal effectuality
I saw a fiddler fiddling child tunes, cartoon tunes
turkey in the straw or something, but he was not
a good fiddle player, he was missing something,

a muse used to amuse such as find me amusement,
no thinking needed, free standing logos, word wise/

fervently I pray, forgive thinking you misunderstood
see, I feel you heard our whole storied idea wrong.

The mediating wisdom, truth itself in spirit form, pi
proves infinity we form from wisdom making pi known
so we have precision pivot gem stones in our time pieces

Generated Enemy Mind, the gall, yokes break,
who blames the fastest faster ever methed up?

Set the captives free, we did the needful thing,

we realized we
become more mental, as we age,
we become more like our selves, as seen
on tv

I'm like that guy, digitized self help
back to Norman Vincent Peale,

with proven war service
under every flag that ever flew
over Texas, as claimed by John Wayne,

mind wind
1948, Red River, 2025, enduring
to this end, my wits ending endurance

see that John Wayne, and me, and Jesus,
who comes down from the cross to correct
some wrong thinking mis uses of social authority


to make believe, free mind expanse, free thinking
produces lieve being right minds, used universally,

we can agree when we can use near cognate ideas
behind words, the way Pauli and Jung agree about numbers

and things

attracted to shiny things, oddities,
allowing for recognized movie scenes,
all most all boomers alive today, once saw
John Wayne **** a man from Mexican Texas,

and say to him, It's my land now,
brand'em all, any brand, it's all mine now…

that John Wayne, looks Jesus in the eye, I know
he drawls, he took the formula and became you know
Stupid is as stupid did, he lied,
we listened, he guiled us, we learned and live;
we live with liars, we need not lie, I write all day,
and count it my fair share, picking up trash,
by the freeway, I knew a guy, did that
every day, came
to hear me preach,
once a month, I got the call
in an indian casino, the will
to say sure,

all in.

circa just
before the Civil War, patience
testing all who endured
to the end,
with Trump
in some other people's reality, mine was
in therapy
we teach patience used
to preserve the soul idea,
sticky vessles formed
from unfired final escape clause
riverbottom mud made men
power to imagine peace
for a minute
at thought speed experienced,
in fact, all four Zoas dancing ballet, then riverdance
attempted
at once, Watson Brake, Louisiana,
in time tune
ing
runners carried abalone t
o the desert, and carried points,
obsidian scalpel sharp points
across the sea
of grass,
down the edge
of long ago, past the wells full
from rains

run run run and tell good news,
the circus is coming
to town,
wisdom forms
from schadenfreude Freude woulda loved
to have

known, it is not all about ***.




as beguiling is understood
to mean, I was lied to,
so bemusing is understood
to mean musing use made
classically trained
to amuse
usefull goodness be mazed see
amazing, looking down, see, we knew
we knew what could be known, we saw

those intaglios from the air, Patten broke lines
learned as practical proprioception wind sign eyes
- no secret codes, any thing I say I thunk and knew it

fact check me from let this mind be defined a term

the weapons of my warfare, for which I will admit,
I prayed and fasted for fervently, expertise with these

edges
prepositions mind may achieve indeed, assisted, rules wise wrap around type no ding at the end it frowardly finally wraps, so width of window, experienced today,

from seashore dawn, to even ing notice ing experience ing today

at time speed politically speaking, alienated outlaw inlaws, still, we relate

if your father was a broken man, and you, kinda,
let him see, he broke you,

at thirteen, Boss John Wayne, drawls
let's see kid, who really is that kid sent t
to boarding school in movies.

Did it happen to you, or while you were active
in everything serious upto now.

To do one's duty, love demands definition, hate,
to be fair, has no say, eh, hates is worth nada
ignorance
absence of knowledge believed
to be power, has no power here, today


smell the victory, or petrichor, stoners blood in mud.

as above, so below
or so the story was being told
by the time of the baby boom.

Blessed events and no oil of Croton,
the child would have swallowed, could have,

had she known, ah, holy misconception, may if

only,
we woke this morning and drove in one hour,
give or take a few minutes, fifty miles to sea level,

from where the sun had begun to fill our 4K valley
meadow, wet with dew, begun this day as it were,

except for the freeway, and the Hybrid CVX.

this beautiful a morning as ever has been,
between the divide and the ocean, since ever was
these granite waves I sit on as I write, were ever waves
There. I'm glad you read that, it made it feel balanced
Lord Jesus Christ I believe in you,m

And your guiding light and your

Love holds me ever tight and

All through darkness you make yhings bright

Yearning for your grace and love every night

Embracing hope with all my might

Radiant peace within my sight

I love you Lord Jesus Christ.
Lord Jesus Christ Anem
eliana Jul 20
Life is unfair; sometimes the misery we can't bear.
This was a feeling I could never share.
I am strong, strong enough to move on from this pain.
I won't feel the shame; my life is not a game.
Tired of these tears and my fears,
I will cherish my inspirations.
I will find my dream, I promise; that's what I will achieve.
I will find a way to leave.
I'm not who you will deceive.
I believe in miracles; these people laugh like it's hysterical.
I won't fall; I may be lost, but I will be found.
One day I will find the perfect life; life will run beautifully,
I will fly like a butterfly through the night, will have a pleasant sight.
Afraid but I will fight.
No boundaries, free my mind of all the pressure.
Leaving here will be my pleasure.
I want so much to be free; so much I want to see.
I want to reach the sky; I want so badly to fly.
See, I used to be a fool when I let you treat me cruel.
I made a mistake, but I won't let myself break.
Leave me, for God's sake.
So now I kneel down to pray.
For these times of struggle I will just say,
I'll leave in your hands, God. I will let go.
In a very good mood today. Sun is shining, birds are chirping, everyone is out. It's time to make a shift everyone. We need to shift. Turn to him and devote your LIFE to him!!!
You told me you were trying.
I told you about the time
I threw up so hard I started praying.
I saw stars in my hair
and thought they might be angels.
But it was just the acid.
Just the light.
Just me, alone again
in a bathroom that never loved me back.

You didn’t say anything,
and that said everything.
You texted “sorry”
like a magician pulling shame from his sleeve,
then disappeared
like a good lie.
I stopped asking you
to prove yourself after that.
I just started watching
to see if you ever would.

Maybe I made the whole thing up.
Maybe you did say something.
Maybe it was kind.
Maybe it was cruel.

Maybe the light flickered
because of bad wiring,
not heaven.
Maybe I was just sick.
Maybe you were just tired.
Maybe none of it meant anything.

But then why
do I still dream in that fluorescent color?
Why does the silence still have your shape?
I built a chapel from our last conversation.
Tried to make the ache holy.
But I was the only one kneeling.
And no one wants a martyr
who won’t shut up.

You said I was unwell.
I said, Amen.
You said I was always bleeding.
I said, Isn’t that what makes it a miracle?
Because if this isn’t a resurrection,
then I’ve been dying for nothing.

I gave you the ugliest parts-
even the bathroom prayers,
even the version of me
that asked God to make you gentler.
You said, “I didn’t ask for that.”
I said, “Exactly.”

You weren’t the end of the world.
You were just the earthquake
I canonized.
The tremor I learned to waltz with.
The reason my mouth still tastes like salt
and I call it grace.

So if God ever comes back,
I’ll know how to greet him:
on my knees,
already emptied.
a fluorescent ghost story. a poem about devotion that rots. built from bathroom light and second chances that never came.
A Fool In Love In Paris, In April
For crying out loud
I am awesomely proud
To be a Fool in love
With Mother Nature.
I thank the Almighty above
For everything he has done
Hoping that I have a secured future
Earth is now my haven, my Heaven.

I am a Fool who loves my wife
The beautiful trees and flowers
The hummingbirds on the top towers
And the daunting intricacies of life.
Today is the first day of April
I am thrilled like a new drill
I am excited to be the only Fool
Swimming naked in the icy pool.

For God's sake, I am a Fool in love
The eagles are hovering above
The green mountains, this is awesome
That's wonderful, that's very handsome.
This is spring, a new season with a lot of potential
Sure, I am lackadaisically controversial
That's why I love the mad and irate women
And the jerks who refused to say Amen.

Copyright © April, 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Valentin Eni Nov 2024
(the final prayer)

Your Father,
who Am in heaven,
hallowed be My name.
My will be done,
My kingdom come,
on earth as it is in heaven.

Your daily bread
I give it to you today.
And I forgive your trespasses,
as you forgive those who trespass against you.

And I lead you not into temptation,
but deliver you from the evil one.

For Mine is
the kingdom, the power, and the glory,
forever and ever.

AMEN.


(Alternative translation)

My Children
(the final prayer)

My children, who are on earth,
hallowed is My Name.
My kingdom will come to you,
and My will shall be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.

I give you today your daily bread.
I forgive your trespasses,
as I call you to forgive those
who trespass against you.

I will not lead you into temptation,
but I will deliver you from evil.

For Mine is the kingdom,
the power, and the glory,
forever and ever.

Amen.


(Original Romanian Poem)

TATĂL VOSTRU
(ultimă rugăciune)

Tatăl vostru,
care Sunt în ceruri,
sfinţească-se numele Meu,
facă-se voia Mea,
vie împărăţia Mea
precum în cer aşa şi pe pământ,
pâinea voastră cea de toate zilele
v-o dau vouă astăzi
şi vă iert vouă greşelile voastre
precum iertaţi şi voi greşiţilor voştri,
şi nu vă duc pe voi în ispită
ci vă izbăvesc de cel viclean,
căci a Mea este
împărăţia,puterea şi slava
în vecii vecilor.
AMIN.
The poem presents a profound reinterpretation of the Lord’s Prayer, shifting the perspective from a plea by humanity to a declaration by God. It explores themes of divine authority, grace, and the intimate relationship between the Creator and creation. By addressing humanity directly, the poem emphasizes God’s sovereignty and mercy while reasserting the human responsibility to forgive and live in alignment with divine will.

The direct address (Your Father) establishes an intimate connection between the speaker (God) and the audience (humanity). The structure closely mirrors the cadence of the Lord’s Prayer, lending it familiarity while altering the perspective and focus.

The poem transforms the familiar words of the Lord’s Prayer into a divine proclamation, emphasizing God’s active role as a provider, forgiver, and protector. Addressing humanity directly bridges the distance between the sacred and the mortal, reminding readers of their reliance on God’s grace while encouraging them to act in alignment with His will.

The poem reinterprets a sacred text, blending reverence with immediacy. Its shift in perspective challenges the reader to view the relationship with God as intimate and humbling, reaffirming divine sovereignty while highlighting human responsibility. This poem invites reflection on faith, morality, and the Creator’s and creation’s interconnectedness.
AWURAA Oct 2024
I'm renouncing the pain I spoke over myself.
I'm renouncing the hatred I spoke into this family.
the hatred spoke into those of my past,
the Boy who made me realise I was filled with lust,
I am renouncing the words that I spoke and listened to that reduced and reduce my self esteem.
I am renewing my mind with The word.
I am renewing my mind with His love.
I am allowing Him to work through me.
I am forgetting the past, refusing to ponder on old history.
Please carry me through Lord, increase this capacity.
I am so used to ignoring my feelings that accepting them make me feel like I am  wrong.
So peace to my heart.
Joy to my mind.
Salvation to my soul.
The lord  in my spirit, He alone makes me whole.
Please teach me how to navigate and accept these feelings Lord, you gave them to me for a reason.
kokoro Oct 2024
Complaining what i could be,
what i wish i could be,

Complaining about what i wish would happen,
what could have happened,

when i'm in the middle of what i used to pray for.
Sometimes we are so focused on our future, that we don't realize that we are in the middle of what we used to pray for. Thank our Lord for what he has brought us, thank God for the the past, present, and the future.
Beans Sep 2024
Oh God, my God
I am deep in my doubt
Forgive me of this worry
Forgive me of this spout-
-of words mixed together
Possibly blasphemy
I’m sorry , Oh Father
Even though You’ve set me free.
I am like the reed in the wind
And the unstable tide
Oh Lord, root me in You
I hang on to survive
The poison is swelling
Why am I letting it be?
Father please forgive this
Please forgive me
The ETERNAL MAJESTY of the ALMIGHTY

!. O Lord, our God, how majestic is Thy name in all the earth!  
   Thy glory transcends the heavens and fills the expanse of creation.

!!. From the rising of the sun to its setting,  
   Thy faithfulness is proclaimed. Thy light guides us through every shadow.

!!!. Thou set the stars in their place and call each one by name.  
   In Thy wisdom, Thou shaped the universe and the world below.

!V. The mountains bow before Thee, and the seas roar with Thy praise.  
   All that Thou hast made speaks of Thy grandeur and Thy eternal power.

V. Thou art the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End.  
   Thy sovereignty endures through all ages, unchanging and true.

V! . The heavens declare Thy righteousness, and the earth reveals Thy grace.  
   From the smallest creatures to the vast skies, Thy handiwork is evident.

V!! . Thou art our refuge and our strength, a very present help in trouble.  
   We lift our hearts in worship, for Thou art worthy of all honor and reverence.

V!!! . Let our lives be a testament to Thy glory,  
   Our words and deeds a reflection of Thy love and holiness.

X! . Praise be to Thee, O Almighty God, from everlasting to everlasting.  
   We exalt Thy holy name, now and forevermore.

X. Amen.
The praise of the ALMIGHTY
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