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 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Ma Cherie
the day bows down
willingly
to the darkness
an your love
well ties it up neatly,
now so naked here in our starkness
to love me so lovely and sweetly,

in a slow sweet soft kiss
now a lovely lit night time dance
seductive in such
gradated beauty
as rhythms quake quietly,
inside of the possible
new fresh idea
inside the sweet bud of romance,

bright blue and pure white clouds billow me yonder
in a wanting
an just longing you- trance,
oh to kiss me now jaunting
neath my starry night sky
in soft an
yummy warm tangerine pink too
as we talk here it's haunting,
in the rarest of possible lifetime
our chance
an we've but only one,

we are locked together
until the shining bright sun,
an eternally grateful
feasting on
the lovely sorbetto like skin
all from just the one
long lost an beguiling me-
glance
no an it just can't be a sin,
to taste life
as we wish to again,

because I knew in that moment
yes I knew of your magic
because I felt it down deep way inside
so I just let you then wield it
my heart you have healed it
an now I have no use for my pride

come find me an love me
there's no place I'd rather be
or anywhere I'd
wish to go to away an hide

but beneath the sweet weight
of your beautiful beautiful
anciently aging
 holy wisdom and grace
in the caressing of skin
an the retracing of face
we're returned to our to bliss
in a state of pure grace
so very lovely and perfect
an beyond all time an space,
I submit to the lovely
new us
now taking fine shape
an from the tip of my toe
to the top of my nape
all over right now
I will
allow you to drape,
your love on me baby,
in here
where we can always escape,
inside each other,

as I lay beneath
your **** an sacred
alabaster bones
where I now know
not
any fear
an I know for certain,
I've finally
come all the way home.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Idk... listening to tunes and wishing on love .. as usual;Love you all❤
 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Born
Love
 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Born
An epic deception
Did someone steal your youth away
And leave you as a tiny old-timer?
Did someone say painful things to you
And, like a coward, did they run away?
Was there any kind of warning
So you could at least adjust?
Or did they just leave you there
With no hope, no faith, no trust?

Open up your arms you angels!
See me where I languish!
Have you no caring word for me
To raise me above this anguish?

Was there one day pleasant skies
And dreams of a cheerful future
Then the next day you were all alone
With no one there for nurture?
The world becomes a darker place
When do people on which you rely
Make a choice between you and themselves
And leave you to live or die.

Open up your arms you angels!
See me where I languish!
Have you no caring word for me
To raise me above this anguish?

Looking for the face of love
And finding disapproval there,
Where else can a person go,
To learn of love and care?
Will they not find other things
With much less pleasant names;
With the risk the sufferer
Will find themselves to blame?

Open up your arms you angels!
See me where I languish!
Have you no caring word for me
To raise me above this anguish?
 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Pagan Paul
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Threading dainty upon eggshells
a free spirit dances lightly.
Passing through and in between
to mesmerise the casual ******.
Her smile, with soft collision,
scatters colour on dim memory.
Her presence, autumn made flesh,
stirs the stones of ancient thought.
Shining gems of mute understanding
sparkle for her tapestry mind.
Casual silver lines of wisdom
weave her playful astral patterns.
Reaching coyly beyond old walls,
lips silent, holding unspoken secrets.
Her eyes framed with amusement
taking shy pleasure from grace.

© Pagan Paul  (2017)
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 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Slur pee
I got bars; they rattle inside my empty brain
I got pain; it’s shaped like the things that make it fade
I got hate; lain by the hands of the guy hiding inside my face
I got erased; from every place I safely encased betwixt my rib’s cage
I got rage; fighting against the machine operating the man
I got plans; to say “I got plans” but they’re empty promises
I got remitted; from whatever it was that god had written
I got smitten; with a boy who makes my vices start itchin’


I got to scratching and I don’t like what I’m sniffin’

-SLuR
 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
anu
Today my day was awesome
But couldn't enjoy it fully
Just because I am getting hurt
Just now .Feeling very bad
Not that I couldn't face
But why should I face such hard situations
Then let me ...
Sorry for posting
Hello my friends
What do you love?
Crave? Adore?
Put above
Every motive
Every act...
You are hooked
And that's a fact!

Albert Adler wrote of this
What's YOUR bag?
What's your bliss?

POWER
ACCEPTANCE
COMFORT
CONTROL


You have a master... play a role.

If power is your greatest joy
You love your money.
Love your toys,
Then be ye girl
Or be ye boy,
You'll find that what
you most enjoy
Has the power
to DESTROY!

If acceptance is
What drives your ink,
You're all about
What people think,
You give ALL
(including kitchen sink)
If a bad comment
Makes you drink...

You may need to
Change your link!


Here's a thought
May hit the bone
Take you out o' your
"comfort zone"
You are out here all alone
'Til you believe
That Christ atoned!

Want to hold on to your fate?
Have a fear that won't abate?
It's not yet over... not too late!
You can achieve a blissful state!

This IS the TRUTH
Which I have found.
And, folks, I searched
ALL AROUND!
Until my feet hit Holy Ground
Now the GOSPEL
Is what I pound...

AND DON'T IT MAKE
A LOVELY SOUND!


You are all engaged
In a powerful thing.
It is WORSHIP!
How do YOU sing?

What you do is your own style.
But if it's your master,
Can you smile?

I'm profoundly glad

That mine's WORTHWHILE!

I move slow, sometimes plod,
Most people find me very odd
But the One I most applaud

Is a kind and loving

GOD
.



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/4/2017
I've been taking a "God vacation". Filling my spiritual gas tank, so to speak. My go-cart was sputtering badly! I was worshiping at the feet of the "people's acceptance idol". I needed to sever ties with ALL social media. I feel stronger than I've felt in some time.  My problems are still alive and well. But I'm dealing with them like they're a blessing sent from heaven to make me stronger. And I'm OVERCOMING! I'm partnering with Jesus Christ for the outcomes! It's WORKING!

Since I've been worshiping God alone He has enabled me to:

1) Quit smoking - WITHOUT WITHDRAWALS!

2) Quit eating sugar - NO WITHDRAWALS!

3) Embark on a body-cleanse. No meat. Only green leafy vegetables and a soup called "Bealer Broth". Later I will introduce fruits. But I want to get RID of Candida overgrowth. I suggest you ALL look this up. It is a stone KILLER!

Thanks for understanding why I haven't been on site. I really appreciate your support. But I can't let it CONTROL ME. GOD IS THE ONLY ONE WHO'S QUALIFIED TO DO THAT.

It's 1:00am & I've had a long day...
I'll talk to you tomorrow...

♡♡ YOU ARE IN MY PRAYERS! ♡♡
 Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
ryn
These words must go out.
I can't keep them in.

There was never the right time.
There were never favourable conditions.


But tonight...
The words have formed,
the heart willing,
and opportunity ripe.

Let fall the contents so carelessly...
So they may be caught by magnanimous ears.


But so many variables need to align
in sync.
So many delicate parts to click nicely in place.

Tonight was a chance grossly misread.
I conveniently indulged in signs that had me misled.

So again I swallow...
For tonight no ears are ready.
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