"ift" poems - Hello Poetry

Thunder rumbles in the distance Unforgiving bellowed commands Ravens tapping at the windows Notice the final hour glass sands Imposter that I am on this earth No more the sweet magic of life Gone all sense of tranquillity Lift me pale rider/ morbid midwife Erase me from this paradigm Anasthetic lurks in the chalice of freedom Vaniloquence surely ends forthwith Enter the consequence of my final season Such a tender caress the hand of death. Forgive me for I have sinned Anthrophobia suddenly reversed Love's contract begins to rescind Lamenting serves no purpose here

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Sep 11, 2014

Sep 11, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC

shaded-lamp

One Down

Thunder rumbles in the distance Unforgiving bellowed commands Ravens tapping at the windows Notice the final hour glass sands Imposter that I am on this earth No more the sweet magic of life Gone all sense of tranquillity Lift me pale rider/ morbid midwife Erase me from this paradigm Anasthetic lurks in the chalice of freedom Vaniloquence surely ends forthwith Enter the consequence of my final season Such a tender caress the hand of death. Forgive me for I have sinned Anthrophobia suddenly reversed Love's contract begins to rescind Lamenting serves no purpose here

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What is grace? Grace is Gained Righteousness At Christ's Expense Meaning that with Jesus' death on the cross, he purchased for us a right relationship with God that we could not have earned for ourselves because Grace is Received And Cannot be Earned And once this Gift is Realised it Adequantely Covers Everything Meaning that every debt is paid, every single sin past, present and future is washed away. So come expectantly because grace is a Growing Revolution And Carnal Execution Which means that as we leave the flesh behind and die more and more to ourselves, we are stepping into a movement that continues to change to world by Giving Redemption And Communion to Everyone God is Granting Rest After Condemnation Ends Because the Gap has been Realised And Connected Entirely A bridge has been built, the battle has been won and God Riegns And Christ is Exalted

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Oct 25, 2014

Oct 25, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC

theydreammorethantheysleep

Grace is...

What is grace? Grace is Gained Righteousness At Christ's Expense Meaning that with Jesus' death on the cross, he purchased for us a right relationship with God that we could not have earned for ourselves because Grace is Received And Cannot be Earned And once this Gift is Realised it Adequantely Covers Everything Meaning that every debt is paid, every single sin past, present and future is washed away. So come expectantly because grace is a Growing Revolution And Carnal Execution Which means that as we leave the flesh behind and die more and more to ourselves, we are stepping into a movement that continues to change to world by Giving Redemption And Communion to Everyone God is Granting Rest After Condemnation Ends Because the Gap has been Realised And Connected Entirely A bridge has been built, the battle has been won and God Riegns And Christ is Exalted

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Let my peace, mine, mine, mine, my peace; let my peace, eh, flow into this vessel or this space? Peace past understanding, what's that cost? if it's free, what's it worth, I got some saved up in de-ift metaphors, containers of general whatifery, like what if, I'll let all-if-ity loose right now, my peace see can you feel me now? Even If you knew the taste of spoken love, it would seem odd, if wordless, mmm, so. weyekin say hmm. Feel a peace, say selah, let go could you feel love from this far? Have you ever felt the connection since the repair? The reconciling? Whenever began a while ago, you should feel alive, if you notice. Speed of thought (not speedothought, shame) trick, kidding eh this is serious, peace is in the balance war is threatening, rumoring life is about to be taken from me. Really? No? Life is being taken from earth itself? Really? How is that possible, Is there a flaw in the recycling schema? or is there a missing comma somewhere? Are we cancer and ambiguous? I think, if earth hears, earth is alive, Gaia speaks and breathes or god, is it the universe who speaks and breathes? Yahweh, as a being I envision invisible as light, in whom I live and breathe and have my being, speaks, saying Fret not. Nada mas. Word o' god. Then my dogma goes pretty spacey, - I begin to see messages massaging - unction to function, under my skin… so true, if what I done, did you good, but you never knew I was, should I care? This peace here, past understanding, you can call it yours and call it soul, keep it in your patience with some practice, you may learn to let it go.

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Jan 22, 2022

Jan 22, 2022 at 5:18 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Where a war ended

Let my peace, mine, mine, mine, my peace; let my peace, eh, flow into this vessel or this space? Peace past understanding, what's that cost? if it's free, what's it worth, I got some saved up in de-ift metaphors, containers of general whatifery, like what if, I'll let all-if-ity loose right now, my peace see can you feel me now? Even If you knew the taste of spoken love, it would seem odd, if wordless, mmm, so. weyekin say hmm. Feel a peace, say selah, let go could you feel love from this far? Have you ever felt the connection since the repair? The reconciling? Whenever began a while ago, you should feel alive, if you notice. Speed of thought (not speedothought, shame) trick, kidding eh this is serious, peace is in the balance war is threatening, rumoring life is about to be taken from me. Really? No? Life is being taken from earth itself? Really? How is that possible, Is there a flaw in the recycling schema? or is there a missing comma somewhere? Are we cancer and ambiguous? I think, if earth hears, earth is alive, Gaia speaks and breathes or god, is it the universe who speaks and breathes? Yahweh, as a being I envision invisible as light, in whom I live and breathe and have my being, speaks, saying Fret not. Nada mas. Word o' god. Then my dogma goes pretty spacey, - I begin to see messages massaging - unction to function, under my skin… so true, if what I done, did you good, but you never knew I was, should I care? This peace here, past understanding, you can call it yours and call it soul, keep it in your patience with some practice, you may learn to let it go.

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H esitance overcame me the moment I recognized the feelings. E ncountering them jogged my memory of what it was like; love. A lthough the nerves in my body are zipping around, electric, L etting this happen feels like the most natural thing I can do. I 'm going to. For reasons I cannot place, there is little to N o fear in my chest at the thought of you, as you feel like a G ift. One I've waited far, far too long to accept.

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Apr 5, 2016

Apr 5, 2016 at 12:46 AM UTC

jessica-r-falk

Healing

H esitance overcame me the moment I recognized the feelings. E ncountering them jogged my memory of what it was like; love. A lthough the nerves in my body are zipping around, electric, L etting this happen feels like the most natural thing I can do. I 'm going to. For reasons I cannot place, there is little to N o fear in my chest at the thought of you, as you feel like a G ift. One I've waited far, far too long to accept.

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A 'cuse me? I lie, eh? I know the way, but let me be the one to wonder why would I lie, do you read or listen or look or stop when al you can do has been done al read y and stand waiting waithing to catch a breath Up ag'in the wall? If Dunning Kruger is all they got to throw, you know what you know, wrong ain't evil, lying ly real calling right wrong is something only a left hand wishing to make some noise could imagine right clap clap clap, and **** Feynman on the bongos backing us up with a little James Dean ditty from the Naked City Times change, reality may be de or re ift in a rich man with a satisfied mind. (if you'd only known.) Take another question? chew and swallow and wait, this will get your guts grinding reasons the frontal cortex always gets chirality inhibitions about letting the right hand do anything the left can't imagine. You know how it is. we get by.

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Jan 19, 2019

Jan 19, 2019 at 9:09 PM UTC

kenpepiton

A 'cuse me?

A 'cuse me? I lie, eh? I know the way, but let me be the one to wonder why would I lie, do you read or listen or look or stop when al you can do has been done al read y and stand waiting waithing to catch a breath Up ag'in the wall? If Dunning Kruger is all they got to throw, you know what you know, wrong ain't evil, lying ly real calling right wrong is something only a left hand wishing to make some noise could imagine right clap clap clap, and **** Feynman on the bongos backing us up with a little James Dean ditty from the Naked City Times change, reality may be de or re ift in a rich man with a satisfied mind. (if you'd only known.) Take another question? chew and swallow and wait, this will get your guts grinding reasons the frontal cortex always gets chirality inhibitions about letting the right hand do anything the left can't imagine. You know how it is. we get by.

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In mid morning dew Why find you so sullen? it's of no regret to see you beacon of blasphemy when all I's want is one short token of indulgency. Frequent my life ift you do but dare respend my strife if you dost care weren't it so strange a thing if by now twere bought a diamond ring without learning you by now acquiescent knowledge acsertained but how? You are a rose of sorts combined a fleetful and enormous kind with skin and flesh delush mine fitlful longing aflush For Despite all sentiment still obscene I regail you as my love, my Queen

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Apr 24, 2016

Apr 24, 2016 at 11:54 PM UTC

sputter-outlaw

A Rose

In mid morning dew Why find you so sullen? it's of no regret to see you beacon of blasphemy when all I's want is one short token of indulgency. Frequent my life ift you do but dare respend my strife if you dost care weren't it so strange a thing if by now twere bought a diamond ring without learning you by now acquiescent knowledge acsertained but how? You are a rose of sorts combined a fleetful and enormous kind with skin and flesh delush mine fitlful longing aflush For Despite all sentiment still obscene I regail you as my love, my Queen

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Wary of the worth of a moment in mortality, consider this from everafter. This now right thought, breath of fresh heirloom memory thread for ever more, for what a measure of attention spent here is worth, in terms of how we spend hours predicting next tic of being being us humans, wait, we or us, is there here an ob-sub top-bottom, in-out on emerging dis-asterisk-ic fawking aural tic me-chanical, i can-icles, grinning like a fool, without the fool's feeling seeping to the surface. Each fool may take for granted hearing ears, I say I think is true, so I let it be true, I believe. y'know. --- Leave me say, I had help. At the unbelief stage, --- in old age, I mean, being dared to pray, aloud so all may hear. In 2019, that's louder than any Muza whatchallah minaret con cinco de-ift instancio todo dia WHAT LIES DO I BELIEVE? First, I believed I knew what you believe believe means, as an activity we manage. So, an answer, it seemed, but there are all manner of unaccounted for idle words, piling up to critical mass Each word ever formed to hold a meaning fast for use in futures, past the edge of our bubble, dear reader, ami Am I ity or enmity --- Can't your Great Mind Requiring Proof Positive Points Pretend? Good, let's pretend to be.

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Nov 12, 2019

Nov 12, 2019 at 2:35 PM UTC

kenpepiton

At the moment,

Wary of the worth of a moment in mortality, consider this from everafter. This now right thought, breath of fresh heirloom memory thread for ever more, for what a measure of attention spent here is worth, in terms of how we spend hours predicting next tic of being being us humans, wait, we or us, is there here an ob-sub top-bottom, in-out on emerging dis-asterisk-ic fawking aural tic me-chanical, i can-icles, grinning like a fool, without the fool's feeling seeping to the surface. Each fool may take for granted hearing ears, I say I think is true, so I let it be true, I believe. y'know. --- Leave me say, I had help. At the unbelief stage, --- in old age, I mean, being dared to pray, aloud so all may hear. In 2019, that's louder than any Muza whatchallah minaret con cinco de-ift instancio todo dia WHAT LIES DO I BELIEVE? First, I believed I knew what you believe believe means, as an activity we manage. So, an answer, it seemed, but there are all manner of unaccounted for idle words, piling up to critical mass Each word ever formed to hold a meaning fast for use in futures, past the edge of our bubble, dear reader, ami Am I ity or enmity --- Can't your Great Mind Requiring Proof Positive Points Pretend? Good, let's pretend to be.

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This face, this phaze, this fus-if-i-can't-ation, see me the de ift sign signed sig nift ab sent, not here, else where who were you up there? up there where all this you and me being began, who were you up there? God.I'd guess, but tha's a cultural con struct, they say, God the way I imagined since I remember, until now when you ask me a reason for the faith in me and I say reason, per se, the thing, faith, itself as it hapts t' be in me, y' see. I be letting that be my answer, when asked to give a reason for the faith in me, y'see.

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Jul 2, 2019

Jul 2, 2019 at 10:59 PM UTC

kenpepiton

betray portray my reason

This face, this phaze, this fus-if-i-can't-ation, see me the de ift sign signed sig nift ab sent, not here, else where who were you up there? up there where all this you and me being began, who were you up there? God.I'd guess, but tha's a cultural con struct, they say, God the way I imagined since I remember, until now when you ask me a reason for the faith in me and I say reason, per se, the thing, faith, itself as it hapts t' be in me, y' see. I be letting that be my answer, when asked to give a reason for the faith in me, y'see.

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I re all-ized, steps still count You run, when you can. It is the thought, reason being, you remember running when you could, but if you never did really, run like a river, or the wind, you can only imagine, and that is just and fair. imagine you knew a persona or knew an I de ift to the point of being famous for being so edgy about in or un fine it or ite in or e volving valves, like vacuum tubes, an cient sparks tamed in qualesecs to the parsecteth spec of time/space minus friction non sense. sophia her self speaks from shadows in riddles, and every man, wombed, wounded, or un every one kisses the sun with that first "this is the end of what began forever ago" then "nope" and only common sense is left the child see smell touch taste test hear test touch test bad good, good was first, but we never notice we newborn bearers of light's burden. Who, pray tell, who im magied, mal-praxiologically, lucifer a name for the accuser? the shining thing and the bearer of the light that may light all lamps touched by it, candles on a cake? means nada, right? this little light, of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. Ain't agonna let no lie put it out, I'm gonna let it shine, y'know? No? Taste, see, good. Prove me. Try. Same as doing, if you did it in your heart, if you imagined, did you do or try? Do or die, the old warrior who mocks the liar, whispers, look'em in the eye. He winks.

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Jan 18, 2019

Jan 18, 2019 at 5:52 PM UTC

kenpepiton

One day in a wonderful life

I re all-ized, steps still count You run, when you can. It is the thought, reason being, you remember running when you could, but if you never did really, run like a river, or the wind, you can only imagine, and that is just and fair. imagine you knew a persona or knew an I de ift to the point of being famous for being so edgy about in or un fine it or ite in or e volving valves, like vacuum tubes, an cient sparks tamed in qualesecs to the parsecteth spec of time/space minus friction non sense. sophia her self speaks from shadows in riddles, and every man, wombed, wounded, or un every one kisses the sun with that first "this is the end of what began forever ago" then "nope" and only common sense is left the child see smell touch taste test hear test touch test bad good, good was first, but we never notice we newborn bearers of light's burden. Who, pray tell, who im magied, mal-praxiologically, lucifer a name for the accuser? the shining thing and the bearer of the light that may light all lamps touched by it, candles on a cake? means nada, right? this little light, of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. Ain't agonna let no lie put it out, I'm gonna let it shine, y'know? No? Taste, see, good. Prove me. Try. Same as doing, if you did it in your heart, if you imagined, did you do or try? Do or die, the old warrior who mocks the liar, whispers, look'em in the eye. He winks.

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