One of me and my cousins
favorite places to play
Was behind Papas shop
I can still smell the saw dust
Repairs were made
That one could trust
Made from cinder blocks
Was a minnow pond
There is where Papa
Raised his own fishing bait
The wild blackberry field
Grew thorny on the other
Side of the gate
Best times of my youth
Spent on The Hill
Jumping off the pumphouse
Drawing in the sand
Playing chase with my cousins
While waiting for Grandma's
Sunday dinner,
Youth was so grand
Uncle Beaty's trailor was at the center Of the hill,  where his sister's took turn Caring for him, where his wisdom
Was instilled
When I brought Uncle Beaty
His dinner I would stay
To listen to his prayers
He placed in my heart
God's truth deeply within
Protecting me from my future of sin
For the simpleness of life
The greats of my family
Have revealed to me
Is to spread the love of
Jesus,  your heart will be
♡♡♡Set free♡♡♡

Spent time with a new friend today
I asked her if I could help
This is what she had to say
"Why yes Dear, take me over to the concierge desk
I just arrived here to stay"
I pushed her wheelchair over to the nurses station
Where her finger pointed me to go, as we headed that direction
She told me she heard this was a four star Hotel*
She needed to get her suite number to know
Her spirit was exuberant
Full of delight
It made my mind wander
Perhaps God invented Alzheimer's
To protect our minds from fright
I remember my Papa
How towards the end He would forget that he was in pain
It was quite a blessing
*To be "insane"

The Soul selects her own Society (303)





Emily Dickinson, 1830 - 1886
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The Soul selects her own Society —
Then — shuts the Door —
To her divine Majority —
Present no more —

Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing —
At her low Gate —
Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat —

I’ve known her — from an ample nation —
Choose One —
Then — close the Valves of her attention —
Like Stone —

c. 1862

Childhood times
~~Flowing through the mind
°•Butterfly fly above
The monkeys home
Filled with love
Pinkish hues of ecstasy
A childhood vision is forever
In the heart ♡
~~Relax, remember it never leaves○•

Season change bringing forth
~~~pain on my brain
I long to write a poem or two
~~~yet, all my rhymes have withdrew
I pray my brain will adjust to this seasonal time
~~~At last, my heart will come back to the
~~~~~~~~FRREDOM OF RHYME~~~~~~~~~

The emptiness inside of me screams loudly,
though, no one else can see
Wisdom is it's only feed
Only knowledge can plant the seed
Searching through the knowledge to fertilize the tree
Waking the unconscious wisdom inside of me
One day the emptiness will be gone, the tree grown,
living life fulfilled
I wonder, will this be the day my coffin is sealed

This is not a poem!!!!!
It is a prayer for my son
His belief in his heart is
He can save the World for God
He has just begun
I pray God's spirit does stay in control
He keeps my son truly whole
In my true youth
I had this much soul
I let this sinful world take control
God brought my son
To me to carry on His legacy
I bow at my knees
Pray He takes control and gratifies
My sons soul
My sons mission in Peru
Is to see the lost through
To love ALL mankind
To break barriers
To think in Jesus mind
AMEN

Poetry is stuck to me
Like barnacles stick
To a ship permanently
Barnacally feeding by
Filtering the particles within
My brain from the oceanic
Water they are
Modified  to sustain
Numerous crustaceans
Stuck inside my mind,
Rhyming words floating
With feathery appendages
Some sticking permanetely
From time to time
Yes, poetry  a sea creature
With a shell that has fastened
Itself tightly to my brain
On a never ending poetic
voyage I will joyously sustain

The power to
Love is God's greatest gift to man,
For it never will be taken from the
Blessed one who loves

Love lies in the soul alone,
      Not in the body, and like wine
Should stimulate our better self
      To welcome gifts of Love Divine.**
KAHLIL GIBRAN

Now I will take ya'll further back in my time
The time when I realized angels were taking care of me
They were always mine
My Daddy was quite different when he came home from Vietnam
My Mother became secondary
His mission in life was to show others God is number one
Don't misunderstand me, I know this is true
Yet I saw it my in mothers eyes at times this made her blue
Daddy stayed in the army but we also opened our home
It became a place of residence for the unwanted
We called it "The Manor"
A place to find Christ and no longer rome
During this time I was a very young child
In my eyes this enviroment felt a bit wild
Everyone rejoicing, singing hymns
Then out of the blue great vibrance would come
Someone would burst out speaking in tongues
Oh, so very much going on
My sister was upstairs jammin to psychedelic rock
Hangin with the hippies who were supposed to be
downstairs at church or the rehab class
Yet they had wandered away
To the psychedelic world that led them astray
I remember once seeing one of the alcoholic homeless men
Sneakin into my Daddy's bathroom
Drinking his aftershave
To satisfy his alcohol crave
Ah, the good Ole' daze
After sometime we moved "The Manor"
To the country, in the sunshine
A place we called "The Farm"
A big ole Victorian home, the stairs to the attic were gone
The stories were that the house was haunted
The scary tales my sisters told me yet still
I never felt any harm
The Cape Fear River flowed thru nearby
I watched the Baptisms as I played on the side
Spiritualism in my heart so very true
It buried deep inside me as I grew
I decided not to let it escape
For in my heart I knew the true cost it intakes
Even then I longed for a simple life
Trouble free, I dreamt, at no price
I sure did get happy when I would see
Grandma and Papa pull up
It meant we were heading to the beach
In Papa's SUV
That is always when true PEACE would arrive
Inside of me

Throughout my life
I have experienced
Awareness of being alone
I have gained mastery
Of this assignment
Now I consider it to
Be a treasured home
For my heart has
Been strengthened
On the innermost level
I understand
My Savior is always
With me, I will never be alone
Upon all oceans, The Heaven,
And every stretch of land
His strength will guide me
To make a stand
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Therefore put on full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.~~ EPHESIANS 6:13

I was,
And I am.  
So shall I be to the end of time,
For I am without end.

  I have cleft the vast spaces of the infinite, and
taken flight in the world of fantasy, and drawn nigh
to the circle of light on high.
  Yet behold me a captive of matter.
   I have hearkened to the teachings of Confucius,
and listened to the wisdom of Brahma, and sat be-
side the Buddha beneath the tree of knowledge.
   Behold me now contending with ignorance and
unbelieving.
   I was upon Sinai when the Lord showed Himself
to Moses.  By the Jordan I beheld the Nazarene's
miracles.  In Medina I heard the words of the Apostle
of Arabia.
   Behold me now a prisoner of doubt.
   I have seen Babylon's strength and Egypt's glory
and the greatness of Greece.  My eyes cease not
upon the smallness and poverty of their works.
   I have sat with the witch of Endor and the priests
of Assyria and the prophets of Palestine, and I cease
not to chant the truth.
   I have learned the wisdom that descended on India,
and gained mastery over poetry that welled
from the Arabian's heart, and hearkened to the music
of people from the west.
   Yet am I blind and see not; my ears are stopped
and I do not hear.
   I have borne the harshness of unsatiable con-
querors, and felt the oppression of tyrants and the
******* of the powerful.
   Yet am I strong to do battle with the days.
   All this have I heard and seen, and I am yet a
child.  In truth shall I hear and see the deeds of
youth, and grow old and attain perfection and
return to God.

I was,
And I am
So shall I be to the end of time,
For I am without end.

A wave is breaking inside of me
Tired of living a life of negativity
How can I break these chains that haunt?
Everyday is a hollow dream

There must be a rainbow
That will break the clouds in this storm in my brain
That barricades my self esteem

My confidence is lacking
My fear's consuming
What must I do, to conquer these isolated ideas?

My heart began to pulse
I knew I had lost all control
Then I remembered my Grandma used to say
"When you feel that you have reached your end with shame
Read this from The Book of Knowledge and proclaim"

PSALM 91:14
Because he loves me," says
The Lord, "I will rescue him;
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name."

I know that I will have faith to back me up
I smile, knowing not all is lost
This thought brings my mind to the center of all!!
My life is a true blessing
Our Father gave us His Son
Jesus has paid the cost

My fear is lost in a sea of hope
I truly realize no matter how hard
The ocean currents rise I will sustain

I'd love to save
So many souls
I dream of having the ability
Truth be known
I have no control

I could worry about
My daughters future
Day after day
My heart begins to flutter
Each time I come to the realization
I fall to my knees and pray

Through all my prayers
A growing process
I have been shown
Truth is it took,me, myself,
So very long

God does have a plan
You see, when He wants
My child to be his disciple
She will come to the decision
To climb the tree

THE MORE I LEARN
THE LESS I KNOW
FOR GODS PURPOSE
I WON'T LET GO

The girl in the picture with me is Lisa Crescistelli
She has been my best friend since I was a child
We stuck together even thru the times each of us have gone wild
If you would have told us then
We were children
We would have pushed you to the side
We had it in our minds that we were all grown up, full of pride
Lessons in life have taught us a thing or two
Now we understand we need each other
From time to time to pull one another through
Our times have been rich
Full of joy and pain
With a friend like Lisa
I can sustsain

REALIZATION having the flu
My life with seizures is truly through
Before, anytime my immune system was down
It meant I would be beating my head on the ground!!

It is a true miracle to me
That temporal lobe surgery
Has set me free!!

From now on I will rejoice
When I get a fever or the flu
It is a blessing, this is TRUE!!!!

I used to worry all the time,
Miraculously I've realized
It's a waste of my mind

I have much better
things to do
I've found a purpose
That leads me to you

When I tell others
They should not fret
They give me evil eyes
Rhetorically, I ask
Should saying this
be something I should regret?

I say
Give God your troubles &
Watch them wash away
You say she's crazy!
Yet true belief
Has never led me astray

True belief, is what sets you free
A shadow of doubt
Will burn miracles out!!
BELIEVE
BELIEVE
BELIEVE

When you truly believe
Your mind will open up
to more than you can conceive

You will start to
Follow His ways
Then you will be
Lifted from a foggy daze

You will begin to fill
So much joy
Yet, you'll be aware
of others pain
In some way it hurts
Most it's in gain

Belief is what
Increases your strength
And capacity to love

So PRAY and
Give belief
And you too
May rise above

exPressing
      Respect
  peAce
rejoIce
       Sanctity
sovEreinty

My purpose may not be to reach a tangible goal
My purpose may be to cleanse my soul
By showing others the love that will set us free and
Brighten our paths to The Unseen Destiny.

Pampus grass
And childhood
Ahh, mischief
More than good
A day with my
Toes in the sand
Paying no attention
To words of man
Gazing out eyes and
Mind on adventures grand
In the open sea
CHILDHOOD
The most
Amazing
Mischief
To be

Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain that could hold you, Dear Lady, from going insane, that could ease you and cool you and cease the pain of your useless and pointless knowledge!