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AWURAA 14h
I am not complicated.
I am not hard.
I am not tough.
I am broken, desiring affection, love from all those who desire to give it to to me.
But you God, you hold me down.
You fill me up with your love everlasting.
My eyes are filled with wonder and appreciation.
You embrace me.
Your touch ever so light.
You are the brightness in my life.
I pretended to have it all together, I pretend to have it all together, but you lord you hold me down.
You restore my mind, you teach me what is right.
You keep me sane.
You are my sanity.
Thank you.
Thank you lord that you are my sanity.
Empty verses Jan 2
A life without you Lord has no meaning.

Before you oh God I stand in full surrender.

Completely overwhelmed my desires.

Delivery me from my own desires.

Envelope my being with your Holy fire.

Fill my heart with love overflowing.

Give me the gift of decrement and understanding.

Hide me in thy precious wounds so by thy side I shall remain.

In you I find Fulfillment.

Jesus my Love and my Lord.

Keep me burning in love for you my God.

Lead me to thy Holy river.

Make me thine forever.

No man can comprehend your blazing glory.

Oh God my eternal Father.

Parise be to thee forever.

Quakes and Stroms resounds your majestic power.

Receive my unending worship my king and master.

Save me from my wayward undoings.

Teach me thy holy wordings.

Use me as thy unworthy instrument.

Victory belong to you mighty warrior!

Wash me free from every evil.

Xerospheres becomes streams in your holy precense.

You reign on high in unfading grandeur.

Zion forever proclaims your glorious slendur.
Couldn't come up with a title for my first attempt at abecedarian😅
Jenny Gordon Dec 2024
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMIII)


Why do the Colorado prairies hail
When I think of "Thanksgiving Day" for sense?
Did life stop there, more than how many dense
Brief years 'go? thirty eight since that detail?
My photographic mind snapped all t'avail,
And shelved it 'gainst which future day fr'intents?
I wanted wine, though but a child, pretense
What drew up visions like more could own bail.
If now I'd rather work cuz all's lost to
The dogs and ravages of time, is't poor?
I've nothing left to cling to, as it were,
Except the Scriptures. Aught we ere then knew,
Like childhood, is long gone. Steak now in tour,
And deserts I ne'er dreamed of-- I'll seek You.

29Nov24b
I know it's downright terrible, but the holiday was defined by home... and to enable me to bear it, I've put it all behind me. Yet, trying to join society,...
Hebert Logerie Nov 2024
Thank you Almighty Great God for giving US
This extraordinarily blessed and gleeful holiday
The turkeys are being fried, baked or roasted
The cranberry sauce is protected from the snow dust
The children are happy because their stomach
Will be plentifully filled up with healthy food
Cakes and ice cream will put everyone in a great mood
The homeless will be feasting on the deck
Happily sitting around the well garnished table
Like everyone, they dream that every day
Was as special as today, where God’s graces
Are raining gold all over the United States
This is neither a tale nor an imaginary fable
Today feels like payday, today is a joyous day.

The Wednesday before this amazing day
Should be called White Wednesday
Since the day after this day
Is notoriously called Black Friday
Thank you God for this special gift
For this day of hope; it sounds like a myth
No other country celebrates like us
This is truly a blessed day
This is like payday, this is a happy day
We all wish that we had more appetite
We all wish that we could remain light
After so many richly varied and delicious meals
Throw away the scales and the diet pills
For just today, let’s enjoy ourselves
Let’s not worry, and don’t pay attention to our curves.

Copyright © November 24, 2011, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
HĂ©bert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Hebert Logerie Nov 2024
I'm neither talking about the turkey
Who’s running for President
Nor the one which is a country
Now embroiled
And roiled in turmoil
I am talking about the huge pheasant
That we all like to fest on the last Thursday
Of November every year, and on New Year’s Day.

I can’t wait to enjoy its thighs and wings
I can’t wait afterwards to make the swings
Squeak and cry, because we all weigh more
Than before: the skinny, the rich and the poor.
Happy Thanksgiving Day everybody
The President already pardoned a gorgeous turkey.

Copyright © November 25, 2015, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
HĂ©bert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
NOTE: This is for Thanksgiving. A Day for Family and Friends to gather together in Peace and Harmony!!! So, let us come together with LOVE!!!

Everyday should be a
Day of Thanksgiving!!
A Wonderland Feeling a
Brand New Day of Living!!
But this particular day is a
Great Day for Giving!!
This is the Day where we all
come Together!!
Through the good and the Bad and all types of Weather!!
Time with Family, Friends and Kin!!
Enjoying each other
Where shall I begin!!
Food, Fun and Family Gatherings!!
A Spread of Food
This is only the Beginning!!
Mac and Cheese and Candied Yams
Turkey, Duck and also Ham!!
Please do not forget the Crans!!
Collared Greens, and Black Eyed Peas,
Second Helping if you Please!!
Dressing, Stuffing or whatever
The Sperad of Food can go on Forever!!
Mashed Potatoes and Gravy YES!!
These Sweet Rolls they are the Best!!
Peach Cobbler and Lemon Cake!!
Banana Pudding for Goodness Sake!!
Sweet Potato Pie and Pumpkin Pie!!
A Spread of Desserts
My, my, my!!!
Turducken if you so wish!!
All that's made is so Delish!!
Everything's my Favorite Dish!!
Happy Thanksgiving and
Happy Turkey Day!!
Happy Thanksgiving
in so many ways!!
The Adults are Happy and
the kids run and play
This will turn out to be
Pleasant kinda Day!!
Hope your Having a Terrific Time!!
YOUR LEFTOVERS THEY
WILL BE MINE!!
NO JUST KIDDING!!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

B.R
Date: 11/3/2022
Traveler Nov 2024
Dark and cold
Day and night
Circadian crash
Cortisol spike

How do they hold on
Those cold weather beast
Out there in the elements
No turkey to feast

I hope you're basking in the sun
Counting your blessings
Up here in the north
The sun's been missing

I hope somehow you all enjoy a beautiful Thanksgiving.
Traveler Tim
Man Nov 2024
This turkey pardon is nonsense,
Clearly symbolic.
But people seem to
No longer grasp the extent
To which that symbolism goes.
The gobblers which we free,
Where do they go?
To live out their lives in solitude
On a quiet reserve.
The rest?
Well, we just put them to death
Enshrined in a yearly ritual slaughter.
Nothing like that situation of the natives
When we boil off all the water..

And you may say,
"You think of it too much,
Sign to it too much importance."
But I say you think too little
And too small.
You think of all the easements
As entitlements
And not ones which we took
Through invasion and subjugation.
Kewayne Wadley Nov 2024
You're still on my mind
the way you taste, and the way  
you make me feel.  
The world moves fast,  
and soon, the time will be here again.  
Instead of a turkey,  
you've carved pieces of my heart  
and reminded me of all the things I've forgotten.  
The aches and pains that have taken  
over the empty spaces between  
the hands on the clock
work, bills,  
pieces of my most intimate self  
I've traded to sustain a living.  

You've carved these pieces of my heart,  
as savory as they can be,  
and fed them to me,  
showing me that the world isn't  
that miserable
regardless of the fake smiles in a  
fast-moving world.  
My favorite time of the year comes  
quicker, followed by my favorite  
season.  
Thank you for showing up,  
and allowing us to feast on the parts  
of ourselves we always seem to forget.  
Next year, this time will come around  
faster.  
Until then, I'll savor the way you taste  
and how good it feels to be around you
Anais Vionet Nov 2024
I saw a turkey circling, high above Manhattan
his bronze and copper feathers ripped in the sun,
and it looked like it was having an awful lot of fun.

He looked proud, in those clouds—majestic and delicious,
I could picture him sprawled out, on our Thanksgiving dishes.
Then I thought, chastisingly, “Wow, in a way, that’s kind of vicious.”

I opened the glass doors—we were sitting on the sky-high terrace.
I thought I’d better check—so I wouldn’t later be embarrassed.
I called Karen (Lisa’s Mom), “You already got a turkey to prepare us?”

She was hand making apple and cherry pies, lining crust in the pans
“You bet!” She called, “One's dressed-up—and a honey-baked ham!”  
Closing the door, I yelled, through cupped hands, “Fly on Turkey—DO NOT LAND!”
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Songs for this:
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year - Shrift remix by Andy Williams and Shrift
One Day More by Les Misérables Original London Cast Ensemble

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I made this year's Christmas playlist!
https://daweb.us/xmas/Christmas_34.mp3
BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge 11/25/24:
Chastise = to criticize harshly for doing something wrong.
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