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George Krokos Mar 2020
Only God is real, everything else is really a dream
of His creation, playing all the parts, it does seem.
What we are though He can reveal for us one day to see
as He’s the only One in the many and also eternally free.
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From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Michael Stefan Mar 2020
build me carefully
life brought so powerfully
structures of rigidity
extreme specificity

you built me so sinewy
and made me free
deep voice for my decree
echoing over the sea

you made me
you made me free
and you might disagree
but,
now you can't make me
My voice of young adult protest against my families wishes
Shofi Ahmed Feb 2020
Goodness is soul
see it sprinkles
across the board.
We can count on
every nook
and every angle.
With goodness
little and whole
there is God!

No pain no birth
but the mother
only showers love
to her newborn child.
God's love
for the creations
may not be a
spontaneous show.
Blossoms with food
for thought!
Keiya Tasire Feb 2020
Harmony, Truth, & Power
It comes through Love.
Never by manipulation.
Never by force.
Light seeking Light
Power & Truth opening Spirit
Embracing ...
Heart to Heart
Every spark within
Every world and every universe
Unfolding within each
The Inner Spark of each creative dance
Expanding eternally, into infinity...
Never by force.
Never by manipulation.
It comes through Love
Harmony, Truth & Power
We each have an inner spark of the Divine within us.
It is a continuation of all life force, beyond time.
It is powered through the Love created at a zero point within our heart that is connected to the first, divine zero point, the point of stillness within each of us
Esther Feb 2020
we rise from the nests of our joined ashes
again and again - lovers and friends
wondering if change is possible
when change is all that we are -
bodies of re-creation
built to be rebuilt
in dusty increments
Thomas W Case Feb 2020
Sometimes a poem is a
beast you create that
***** and ****** all over
the page.It doesn't need neutered
but it does need
house broken.
writer's block is hell
Keiya Tasire Feb 2020
Occurs in Late Winter
Releasing water to the earth.
Beneath the ground the seedlings
Drink deeply this essence
This Love Child of The Sun & Air.
Yes, celebrate  the  gift of pure Love
Freely given to All the Living upon the Earth.
It is Creation!
Preparing to burst up from the Earth.
Joyfully Heaven Bound.
Spring is coming! The melt is the beginning of the process, preparing for the time and day when new life will emerge, announcing springtime is here.
Carlo C Gomez Feb 2020
Each and every
luminary
has a purpose,
a reason why
they exist within
the fabric of space.

A spotlight hung
in gauze,
you move about
by a set of laws,
your claim to fame,
not a cause,
but a creation.

Wondrous in power,
with but a finger
you were lifted
in time into place,
and endearingly
called by your
very own name.
Fred Feb 2020
Out of nothing came a tree.
Not so age’d nor so young.
But with goodly branches spreading

In the center there, I sat.
On a nest of mystery spun.
Heart afraid of where it’s heading

Out of nothing came a sound.
Not a word nor melody.
Still. I hear it clearly singing

In a harmony I sit.
Out of nothing has it come.
From the nothing something ringing

Out of nothing came a stone
In my lap was white and round
That, my hand, is gently turning

Into nothing, will I go.
From the branches, stone and sound.
See, the nothing tree is burning
Dylan McFadden Feb 2020
Among the myrtles –
Yes, in between
A green, so fertile! –
A King was seen

Atop His stallion –
A chestnut red –
As His battalion
Patrolled ahead

Throughout all the earth
Both far and wide
Observing the mirth
But birthed by pride

The report came back,
“At rest! At rest!
By behest of Black!
Asleep; possessed!”


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Among the myrtles –
Yes, in between
The deep, the gurgle! –
A King was seen

Atop His stallion –
A chestnut red –
As His battalion
Then stormed ahead

Throughout all the earth
Both far and wide
To silence the mirth
But birthed by pride

The report came back,
“Alas! Alas!
The quake; the crack!
Judgment has passed!”


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Among the myrtles –
Yes, in between
A green, so fertile! –
A King was seen

Atop His stallion –
A chestnut red –
As His battalion
Awoke the dead

Throughout all the earth
Both far and wide
His reign making mirth
As death had died!

The report came back,
“At last! At last!
The captives are back!
Returned at last!”


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At last! At last!
The captives are back!
Returned at last!
Returned at last…

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Inspired by Zechariah 1:7-17
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