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Karijinbba May 11
Dearest true love:

It's mother's day dearest darling: My blessed imaginary friend PJC/JPC= rddbba- well not so imaginary but a real true love.
You your blessed deeds remains like the stars above like the many constellations, distant in sight, but never far from mind and heart.

There are so many treasures gone wrong all which fell into enemies hands treasure map and all. Even my offspring went missing. Janehiltonmay
Our dream that did not breath in the face of reality. My heart is shattered glued back together together, Its a stubborn heart of gold does anyone need such a heart? Alone and destitute kept alive by grace of an old memory chip. After all the sacrifices carrying for everyone beloved-
On my own again.
I love you so much and you my precious grown treasures my children, my true love pat= rdd be well my love thank you for thinking of me loving me across the unsurmountable obstacles.
May God keep you blessed safe never ever feeling alone I am just a thought away..loving you understanding you treasuring all of you all that is a part of you.
It looks like I did read between the lines and I need it now that I am older

Much love true love Mom.
Angelinabba. AKA Janehiltonmay.
All rights reserved 41654-10:30AM Mich Mex.
SpiritHeart67 Jan 25
is so quick to judge
the Fallen Angels
as god did.

First of all,
Who are you
to judge others
as god does?

I got news for you baby.
Everyone here is fallen.
If you are here,
You are Fallen.

We see in others
that which we recognize
in ourselves,
Any evil
you see in me
is simply a reflection
of what is held in thee.

Your heart —
The best place for HUMILITY.
You are —
God’s TEMPLE and never a tenement.

You can be —
A man/ woman AFTER GOD’S HEART
And be a WITNESS
Of your own transformation…
Before the glimpse of your very eyes.

The best EXAMPLE of all…
Your tears, He will wipe…
Your shame, He will cover in His embrace…
Your pain, He has overcome.

He sees things from ABOVE —
More than the speckles in our eyes…
His heart, so PURE…so  GENUINE…

I asked…
“How could Jesus share the same table
With his known betrayer?”
Then the Spirit within me stood up…
For I haven’t seen the BEST OF GOD yet…

The Spirit grieves…
The Spirit says, “What’s in your heart?”
All my LIFE, I’m just a BROKEN VESSEL —
To breathe the BREATH OF HEAVEN…
The breath of SALVATION…
More than the words I can utter in tears.

I am a WITNESS —
Of how the Spirit within me
Thy will be done on earth as it is in HEAVEN…
His SAVING GRACE is enough —
I will be HOME soon.
Jamesb Dec 2023
I have always been a warrior,
Full of the energy
That gets **** done,
A powerful man,
A tank,
Going where and with and doing
Whatever the heck
I want,

But, like a tank,
Impervious to the hurts
Of others
The pain and damage caused
To roads and hearts,
A tracked and nacissistic
Behemoth of - as now I see -
Blind unthinking chaos,

Well no more of that ****,
With all that I am done,
For I have found the joyous freedom
To be gained by removing my helm,
Opening the turret,
To see and admit
My mistakes
And drive with consideration,

I cannot mend the roads
Nor undo all the harm Ive wrought,
But I can be transparent now,
Humble and chastened too,
Rediscover that better me,
The one worth loving,
That authentic James
And I can make a gift of him,

Of me

To you
Jamesb Nov 2023
I have sailed many miles
In a dinghy and in yachts,
I have experinced storms and calms and most things in between,
Too much heat
And too much cold,
Feared for my life and basked in joy,

No two trips the same even though the route
May be identical,
That is the magic of sailing,
Of boats of any type,
The variety and the
Never ending learning,

Though every day is still a school day
I am a pretty good ******,
Good enough to teach others
How to sail and to
Love the water,
Salt or fresh,

Not quite so good with life
Or love though,
In these I end in irons or adrift
Or just plain capsized,
But every day is a school day
In life just as at sea,

And I have learned that
I need not always correct
Or defend myself,
Rather I can let go my ego,
Let the love flow gently,
It is not nor ever was about me,
Or you,

It was and is and ever will be,

Always entirely US
Life has a way of teaching us stuff that we do not take on board initially. So life taches harder, and eventually getst the slipper out. I am not so proud I cannot acknowledge my failing and the focus upon arguing a case that had no meaning. I am weary. So very tired of argument. I just wish to sail quietly, with an arm about the one I love. I have no more room nor time for discord
Heidi Franke Sep 2023
I woke early
Enough to meet the stars
Like diamonds in a mine
Or apples on a tree that never fall
They weren't there for me or you
They just are.
A man coughed
Walking up the sidewalk
In the dawn
As he passed by my house, startled me
While stargazing.
I am reminded
There is now,
then and there
I am reminded to let things flow
To Let things go
As the wave does
When encountering the ocean, disappearing into it.
What today is your humility looking to?
Jamesb Sep 2023
I always thought that diamond
Was the hardest state on earth,
I always knew it *******
Just about all things,
Until today,

For it turns out that making Good ones **** ups is far harder,
Let alone receipt of forgiveness
From the one I harmed the most

But a diamonds value is not just
In its hardness but
Also rarity and the time spent polishing
And cutting the end design,

And thus also my reward,
God willing,
Will come from the offer of
A lifetime of loving service,

Of all that I am
All that I can be,
For she is worth all of that
And oh so very much more.
For someone I care for.more than any verse that I can write
Mark Toney May 2023
spiritual gem
esteem others as better ...
humility’s boon

Mark Toney ©️ 2023
5/6/2023 - Poetry form: Senryu - Mark Toney ©️ 2023
Annalise Jan 2023
Climbing clouds on calamitous clouds
Which break underneath my feet.
Feat of power feast of kings
Milking blood from the plump vine discrete.
They tear man from limb and brother
For judges to goblet just few.
How was anyone to know
I reach for the smaller of the two.
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