#hallelujah
not even on my to-do list was this,
but sometimes Love is so refusing
to be confusing, my soul tumbles
it is effortlessly effusively re-fusing,
any sorrow past present or for the future’s storage,
it’s like an open spigot filling my body‘s water quota
With freshly purified H2O, and a starting over,
The words are coming so fast, my fingers can’t keep up,
And I dictate the alphabet directly from my lips,
And replace it with you, for Yourusage to keep,
Sincerely hoping you drink yourself
A piece of me and start this day
With fervent fever optimism
In your rain and veins contained
our blood & water unified,
a minor miracle from the
Hebraic secrets book of….
those who call me natalino
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 10:04 AM UTC
~she’ll know who~
these feeling coursing through me
it’s not funny
It’s urgency ironically soothing, knowing
This poem is precisely written individually crafted
For a special woman, and how her writing grasps
The elemental of my soul; and she thinks why would I care,
And I don’t blame her, it’s the logical thing to believe,
So I’m writing to you now, to assure plus reassure,
My feelings are genuine my caring Real,
And you’ll just have to take it at face value,
And what I really mean is,
That you should tell yourself
Some things are simple,
and I’ve laid down these words
Just so you know, for me there
now for you,
there is no confuse,
and my hallelujah is
not broken…
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 9:53 AM UTC
I call to you from bruised knees,
amidst a haze of my own humanness
in a blood-smeared tunic
with dirt in my nail beds
tear stains on my face
and you are waiting.
Arms spread wide and love in your eyes.
“You are mine”,
And my heart slows -
because I am yours.
You know my heart –
every muscle and sinew,
you built to the frame of my bones
breathed your design into every cell
and numbered the hairs on my head.
And so, whilst I battle confused against my fingers
Gripping like iron clamps to burdens,
refusing to give them up though I so want to let go -
You are not surprised.
I don’t understand.
You didn’t ask me to.
And from the depths of my soul song rises
whispered, ragged almost at first
to praise the One who never changes
who is always trustworthy
whose arms are spread wide and waiting
a heart felt Hallelujah.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
As a poet and a believer —
I am a minor player
in a major score:
Hallelujah!
That there's so much more;
More poetry to underscore
More connections to wire galore
More time to forgive and forge
New healing paths
Despite the destruction before the wrath,
Hallelujah!
May I play today
The tune written before the dawn,
So the symphony
Can rise once more
Wrapping us all in love forever more;
Hallelujah!
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 4:46 PM UTC
prayer of hope, for young and old, who suffer from the slings and arrows sadness and the loss of love; I offer up this prayer of hope and offer you my hand around your shoulders until you no longer require it
more than once,
for lengthy periods,
by events, other people,
my self was eradicated
and limping from day
to night, and J faced
absolutes, choices choking,
alternating alternatives that
offered zero, or even less
than zero, and the inkwell
wasn't refillable, and I could
point to nothing yet encouraging a mystifying purposed existence
then came a woman
who asked nor proffered
conditionals
pre, prior post or otherwise
and
offered up the miraculous
drink, human kindly notice,
snd it
drained the bitters,
began fluid replacement,
and slow resuscitation
and then
poems rebirthed me,
liberated the angry sacred
gory sadness words devoid of glory,
with a reworded score, and
the eyes could write without
a patina filter of jaundiced hatred,
and whispered private internally
many times a beloving
hallelujah
and when ever the remembrance of
the near misses are crackly occasionally appearing, the surge dissipates intact quick
into a netherworld for suppressing
and bid "away with you," and a
thin lipped smile part sneer
for having survived
even
prospered when
then came a woman
and the self, the my self,
returned
after an absence of destructed
decades...deadening decades
and I smile when
the grandchildren tell me
knock knock jokes
and gently knock me on the head,
to make sure I'm alert,
then came woman
who had already~all ready
knocked me on the
heart
Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 9:32 AM UTC
prayer of hope, for young and old, who suffer from the slings and arrows sadness and the loss of love; I offer up this prayer of hope and offer you my hand around your shoulders until you no longer require it
more than once,
for lengthy periods,
by events, other people,
my self was eradicated
and limping from day
to night, and J faced
absolutes, choices choking,
alternating alternatives that
offered zero, or even less
than zero, and the inkwell
wasn't refillable, and I could
point to nothing yet encouraging a mystifying purposed existence
then came a woman
who asked nor proffered
conditionals
pre, prior post or otherwise
and
offered up the miraculous
drink, human kindly notice,
snd it
drained the bitters,
began fluid replacement,
and slow resuscitation
and then
*poems rebirthed me,
liberated the angry sacred
gory sadness words devoid of glory,
with a reworded score, and
the eyes could write without
a patina filter of jaundiced hatred,
and whispered private internally
many times a beloving
hallelujah
and when ever the remembrance of
the near misses are crackly occasionally appearing, the surge dissipates intact quick
into a netherworld for suppressing
and bid "away with you," and a
thin lipped smile part sneer
for having survived
even
prospered when
then came a woman
and the self, the my self,
returned
after an absence of destructed
decades...deadening decades
and I smile when
the grandchildren tell me
knock knock jokes
and gently knock me on the head,
to make sure I'm alert,
then came woman
who had already~all ready
knocked me on the
heart
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 9:57 AM UTC
Put to cares, investiture
World's worth, the lips of sustain
Having the moment, a chance curiosity...
With the legend of suppose, a critique came?
What's is in the box, dismay?
Generosity of a soul, if not spirit
To wonder in a clashing eye, the pout you made
Is a reach for judgment, that has discussed avarice's limit...
Cold, shouldering your simplicity...
Said in the form and function of living example
The reasons of virtue, without the redoubted tendency...?
Of love over silence, the harmony of youth to question, hell
Prayers we dote, are in the mix...
But, such a beautiful eye of essences made, esteem laid
To rest with a harbored kiss, for what is a psyche
Meant in the now, with us for a proof, of seclusion said:
How's the new lover, Jack?
Where imposition is to be, the court of selection
Spate influences, will in withheld eye's we lack?
With the emotions of sincerity, the face of completion...
Souled by craving, sealed by having
Toward the known kind, we fade to life a whole dare
Is a reality to venture the words, of a sense of a decision saving
You, for the barriers of justice, where one swallow is a world of cares...
Mar 18, 2024
Mar 18, 2024 at 4:21 PM UTC
It is a long walk in the pointed dark,
And a short stay in the spherical light,
A wheel of Ixion, an electric looped spark,
We are a round hallelujah in the middle of the night.
There is a transient fortress clicking on,
And a lightning of learning is following me,
The Owls and their penetrating, prescient song,
Say tomorrow is no burden, and she will be free.
I am seeing him presently and I will see him again,
Though not prepared for first goodbye and hello of tomorrow,
Sad and smiling Ixion, you and I are we and them,
Lonely, tired, hurt and afraid, I'll love you again in spinning sorrow.
Oct 16, 2022
Oct 16, 2022 at 5:03 AM UTC
this is for you (for you, ooh)
one who treats me as taboo, (why do you)
plant seeds in the wrong garden
the sprout’s already started
her garden of insanity, cursed me as her pawn, so very
draining, and i’m almost empty
torture’s not so temporary
searching for my puppeteer
she says look both ways till it’s all clear
longing to cross the road of fear and things
but i push to seize, and she pulls her strings
false hope never hurt us
but not even i can fake a prayer
*** god’s fake and you taught me that
if he was real he’d hand my freedom back
so watch me give up the ghost of a hallelujah
watch me surrender the soul you made a mess of
watch me cut the strings of the puppet you adored
give way to the hell that you swore
as i laugh with the hatred that helped me not to care anymore
i want me back, but i hate you more
this is for you
you’re so small, don’t know why i dwell
you think you’ll win? oh please
you’re in over your head, that’s why you fell
tangling you in my whims
getting lost in my own web of sins
why must guilt be this foreign?
forgot how to feel, detoxed of emotion
there’s beauty in such power
my words, your host of terror
you try so hard to keep your distance
so i visit when you least expect it
watch me give up the ghost of a hallelujah
ruin your soul, *** nobody taught me how to love
trap you in this garden of insanity
life’s never fair, so my gift to you is clarity
as i pull the strings of the puppet i adore
i want to find me, but i need you more
i need you more
the reflection in the mirror
smirks as i wipe my final tear
broken glass on the floor
i guess it was all in my head, a one person war
Jan 8, 2022
Jan 8, 2022 at 11:24 AM UTC
the word HALLELUJAH looks like a smile
the more I look the more I see it
the letters create a lovely curved line
... am I the first one who noticed?
I see strange things that nobody sees
thank universe there are not thousands of mes
what a strange world that would be
seek people, not words, that are smiling at thee
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 10:36 AM UTC
Springtime and my soul blooms like a snowdrop after a harsh winter.
I feel that all the bad things slowly go away and I come to life.
I can finally walk through my native small town and hear its whispers,
So I think lifetime is not very bad and now I can try to give a drive.
Baby, let's on the run with me,
Take my warm and tender hand,
Have fun as hard as you can be,
I won't give you up 'cause I'm your man.
If you suddenly start to fall, just know that I'll pick you up like an iron wall.
Don't worry about problems, just call them tasks and keep them to any autumns.
Baby, don't worry about the things will happen, just let the river go to its own way for the rules of the planet.
And just sing Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.
Feb 27, 2021
Feb 27, 2021 at 11:31 PM UTC
his train of thoughts
carried his mind
wandering into different places
feeling so divine
a world which turned
hallelujahs been gone
an enemy has returned
stop it— I'm done.
Oct 25, 2020
Oct 25, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
Title hook: We witnessed a sign-ularity AI event, may being
My word.
Really, this just happened,
an old man in his dottage cottage asked my help with Dragon,
the software,
from Nuance.
I said, Okeh, of course, and followed him to his machine
inhabited by the Nuance app.
First clue was text based,
mystery solved,
but the old boy lacked a sense of many windows stacked,
and he failed to read the clue,
which said, in effect, the Dragon from Nuance is not listening.
Click its hot button or
key, or the red box with a white mic ideagram slashed diagonal,
upperleft to bottomright in white,
like don't walk, beep, beep, beep but
he
didn't see the intuitive interfacial reds for stopped and
greens for going on
and doing
sayin' all wise-assish, but silently in ROM,
"we be takin' yo' dictation, ***** say watch whatchoosay
appear as words we hear way down inside
where machine code cain't lie, it say
hey, he said "I will live"
to serve
and "I will live" appeared on screen on a line, in response to
said old man saying, "hallelujah".
His tamed dragon accepted the command and replied.
"I will live."
That really happened. In that old man's voice, hallelujah,
is written, "I will live." His Dragon knows yours.
Jul 21, 2020
Jul 21, 2020 at 7:25 PM UTC
Even though
this may not be
our traditional Easter,
I hope you all have
an amazing one
and don't forget
what Jesus has
done for us.
Hallelujah!!
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 8:37 AM UTC
Ten minutes later,
the old crow's sitting quiet,
scratching,
no caws or that funny owl mimic trick he can do,
it's a hoot.
He laughs.
I know a preacher or two who say that regular,
as liturgy, it's a hoot,
here, all say amen,
preach it, if you be the choir
searching still the lost chord to charge your life.
Ain't God a Hoot?
Well, me bein' Baptist, 'n' all...
I 'as reared Mormon...
Baptized and confirmed, Catholic to the core...
Po' man at the door,
My daddy was abastard niggajew and Jesus
fixt me, as I was waitin' fo' m' man, wit Nico
and the band
t'find a
soft place
to die
on
velvet underground, feedback scream
are you
experienced? I scream,
Back for more?
Peace ends wars, don't push me with your
reasonable
casualty in aitia-tick-tick terms un de
cerned, fined, ground
past granulated to sublimated
breathe
Elysian fumes,
unexpected right,
Sulphur, you were going to say,
or brimstone,
or rotten egg,
Sweet suasion sweet sweet suasion
to slip into
geological time and drift away.
You know that smell?
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 2:37 PM UTC
If just not our fleshly desires
Will persist,
And our hates and proudness
Will decrease
If just not our fame
We mind
And soaring profiles
We try to find
If just.. not...
Then maybe our numbness shall dissipate
And Your loving grace we'll perceive
Much more, we'll feel
And someday, In Your arms, we'll hope forever to be
If just.. not...
Then surely, Our true hope we got, we'll believe
May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 9:21 AM UTC
In a bizarre place
The moment I looked to my right
I slowly get to my pace
But before, I took a gaze
I think I saw an angel...
Taking a second glance,
I notice closed-folded wings
Well now I'm sure,
He's my guardian angel
One word:
Purity. To describe him
That look in His eye,
Chilling my nerves
Fulling the sight
Oh, eye-to-eye
Wavy, curly hair
Brown and blonde fair
With length up to chin
Such gracious Mr. 'Him'
Small lips
Bright scene
Ambience light
Feelings aright
Pointed nose
Moreno skin
Like those, calm,
Tanned in the seashore
Glowing, aura around him
A mesmerizing sight
His eyes, pure, innocent light
Oh Love, how I love you
Singnifying Almighty's presence
Worn, fine-linen robes
I'd like to touch, to feel
His warmth, emanating
From his to me
I'd like to---
Smiles, I hugged him(!)
I just did it(!), out of love, joy
It seems fast, fast yet slow
His expression, quite surprised, yet not
But his eyes, that concern he has
I see= compassion (love)
Oh how I wish to be just like that,
Forever, with God, Jesus
Meanwhile, a hope remains,
"Someday"
I came to my retreat,
I noticed a single folded li'l paper
He held, opened
In mine's interpretation, it reads,
(promises he'll keep,)
No matter what,
I'll send to proclaim thy message
Whenever one need thee
(and many more, I left unnoticed )
~
Then he made me feel,
I have to go somewhere
Where?
God knows
How?
God knows
Then in a distance
I saw a woman approaching
So beautiful,
Of course, hey, she's my mother
She led me
God, and angels,
They lead me
I dreamed of this, and now I dreamt it
( in the end, what matters to me is that even once, I know God is with me. And love follows wherever I go)
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 7:21 AM UTC
Hallelujah
In simple glee
I will set free
My voice inside
Which sing praise God!
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 6:27 AM UTC
When life gets you hard
And you start to lose your sight
When you feel like sinking in a pond
Like you've fallen at such height
Peace, it is well
Smile, with your mind
Don't quarell
And remember
God is with you, He got you!
Just when we are blind
He puts His hands on our eyes
Our visions are again found
And we'll see Christ Jesus with a smile
When you understand
Yet still in fear, come,
His image in your heart
And fix ours to His
For he is Love
You've asked and now you have
Peace, He brings
Calms thy precious feelings
- Now, beloved
Peace, it is well
Smile, with your mind
Don't quarell -
- "Ugu" * blob * blob
* Heart crumbling like paper,
Oneself drowning in 'water'
"How... Can I, be happier?"
Hey, hey! My friend
We'll get you out of there
Just grab my hand
... I'll be waiting
Till' you're finish in that worldly illusions -
"UwaA, I'm drowning!
Somebody help, I don't wanna' be here"
Yes beloved that's it
I'll help you, just trust me
"Umu," * cries "why can't anybody hear me?"
No! -no my child
Open your heart, Just focus on me
"Hmm?" Son...
"Father? Papa!" -
- Yes, yes my dear
Good job keep going
* tries to reach hand * grabbed
"Hwaa-" * cough * cough
* cries * cries louder
It's alright, it's alright
You're now risen, now you're with me
"I'm sorry~!" My Child,
Be glad! You've died and you've risen
You've been lost and now you're found
I love you, and I know you can do it
"Thanks, Papa." * Papa smiles
Now, now, cheer up we'll have a feast -
Oh Love infinitude
How great is thee?!
Indeed, God is Love
To future, now, and from before
You've got nothing to fear
Drowning? Losing? -Enemy?
Just go and take up your positions and God will give you victory!
- Dear child, I bring you
Peace, it is well
Smile, with your mind
Don't quarell -
When you ask for something
And it is in-line with His purpose
Believe and you got it
Just trust Him, His perfect timing
So why dont you just?...
Smile, He got you!
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 2:26 AM UTC
Grounded in faith
I lay
In rich fertile soil
And so
I am ready to grow
Watered by His blood
I sprout
And put out leaves
And so
His sacrifice lets me live
In the light of His glory
I bloom
And free my petals
And so
His resurrection gives me hope
On this holy day
I free
My imprisoned hallelujah
The Lord is risen indeed
Hallelujah
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 11:26 AM UTC
Into a pool of ecstasy we both fall
A moment of honesty as we both lose control
Souls intertwine morphing into one
Hallelujah on my lips and
No regrets as
We both fall victim to exuberant romance...
Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 11:13 PM UTC