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POTD 5th Feb 18

Dedicated to Ken, a good friend of mine who had to give up a brilliant ballet, ballroom dancing and stage career when he was injured after a fall while performing a complicated dance routine maneuver on stageI hope you will enjoy the video too!

Awakened by the sighs of the whispering trees
Looking across the vast empty space he sees

His winged companion pondering in wisdom
Visiting frequently knowing the significance of Freedom

Waltzing through his mind she invades once more
Intruding reflections oppress thoughts that soar

Imprisoned dreams midst fields of unpicked seams
Endless chasms of regrets in which no sunlight beams

Broken chords strumming tunelessly in solitude
Of songs of praises by an adoring multitude

Time when they were darlings of virtuosic impression
Dancing in wild abandon to a public adoration

Truly enamoured in each other their love did blossom
Though in Life’s carousel sadly far too often

Pursuing perfection whatever may befall
One gets absorbed in the fluster of a fall

Adorning false crowns in high esteem
Ego soars and plummets and shatters the dream

Negative energy interrupts Life’s Grand Scheme

The fall

In the drop of a pin - displeasure he perceives
Their past idolising could not now appease

The icy cold rejection she projects as she flees
Leaving a broken man - who has failed to please

For many long years he lays wishing Death’s end
Dwelling on memories of his so called friend

Friends he thought solid who chose to ignore
Even in his whispered words ‘forgive me I implore’

Shunned he was before his knees hit the floor

Long years of solitude one day he awakens
To find that his dark soulless days have forsaken

Terrors of the night have been released - set free
False security dismissed by a Heavenly decree

From an unsuspecting sky all dark clouds flee

Dark night of the soul heralds White light of the self
Perceptions of enlightenment an awakening of himself

From the corner of his eye a movement he detects
A woman of the White Light he strongly suspects

In her iridescent persona to her task she ascends
His vulnerability she sees and her hand she extends

And in a confetti of star showers his heart she mends

POTD 5th Feb 18

Video : 
Dark Night of the Soul - White Light of the Self
Arbre Solaire: Music : Ludovico Einaudi - Nuvole Bianche Video : " Haoma " - ESMA Movies (Mathieu, Melissa, Elodie & Yann) Jan 2018

Love is not a color,
No hue, neither a race.
All of our blood is the same, 
That runs deep within our veins.

If we could lift up each other,
And know that we all care.
If we help our sisters and brothers,
There's a bond that we'll share.








©2013 Honestly JT

~Moon & Sea~

Hey, boy won't you open that door?
Let's sing and walk by the shore

Come and spread out your eyes
Block looking for reasons, and ways?

The cosmos are more than a space to explore
Don't hide when I need...Plus more.

Finish playing a master in disguise!
Let's find the perfect sunrise, sunset surprise

Put your arms around me
Allow your moon to reflect off my sea

Too much time has passed you by
Come outside with and view the horizon up high

I've got my eyes set upon you
There's no need to feel blue

Hey, boy comes, climb up this tree!
I'm going to show you all the things you can't touch, you can't see.

Let's fit the luxury and beauty of this world into our play.
Don't say them words that will set me free to walk away.

Take this kiss and see how it feel deep within your heart.
Close your eyes in my garden, and draw with the fragrance of art

I want to take you into that space, astronomy love.
Making it easy to float with the clouds way up above.

Glide away from the blame of gravity and self-destruct 
A bounce of the dust of hurt when you fall and get cut.

Boy, let's hold in this perfect air together.
Leave the cold end of someone else's weather.

Follow me beyond the distance of chemistry.
I will expose your moon and explain the physics of my sea

Give it another chance and you will see!
Your moon, is skin deep, needing water from me

Turn on the tune in your heart, and listen to me
In every sunrise, the moon entwines with the sea

Iris sun fades and so does the day
whispers the carried in the silence of night glowing
Wishes floating on silver trails faraway
The image of your face will forever bounded to this world
Angels Brought you to me made a lightening
sparkling diamonds in the misting treasures gems so bright

Ice roses turns into a steaming jungle of quivering glass
Flashing in the distance, in the moon light
and all of its stars, that's where the angels dancing
A beautiful adventure picture sparklers on a winter night

A cold moon dressed in dark velvet 
with a pearl milky white smile beams 
Sparkling jewel crystal lights up 
stars blinking silver awakening 
warm invading darkness your light 
My life has at last found its light and its hope

Soulful cries a wolf dressed in winter clothes 
faraway over ocean waves 
carries in a wind’s  whisper sweet music dances 
A magical night that will set the spirit free
Silently breathes out a puff of magic sweetly 
beauty enchants warmly etching strikes 
frosted fingers cracking ice deeply echoes 

Striking inside bells toll warmly skipping drumbeats 
bouncing of chamber walls loving tunes 
Believing in your love a dream 
Which enchants music of the butterflies dance 
howling clouds out steaming warm sighs fluttering warmly
I closed my eyes at the end of the road
and thought of the stars 
and the reason earth spins around the sun





  A co write written by Liam Mcdaid and 
  Anne- Lise Andresen :) - 28.12.2014 -
  Copyright © All Rights Reserved 

"COMMUNION"



You speak to me in tongues
I  hear you with my heart
I feel you with my mind
Like a Spring bloom, I am slowly unfurling
Like a ripe plum, you taste me in my rhymes
You touch me black ink injected drug potent
Red Poppies between lines
I sense you in your dreams
They are swelling next to mine
Like a drunk, I swallow all your delicious words
You turn into endless Golden Chalices of Altar Wine

I see you through your mirrors
COMMUNION - You see me, walking now through mine.

(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 EASTER)




communion
noun
1.
the sharing or exchanging of intimate thoughts and feelings, especially on a mental or spiritual level.
"in this churchyard communion with the dead was almost palpable"
2.
the service of Christian worship at which bread and wine are consecrated and shared.
"Communion was celebrated once a month"
synonyms:	Eucharist, Holy Communion, Lord's Supper, Mass
"he believed in Christ's presence among the faithful at Communion"


3The Bible
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bible

4KJV
https://www.bible.com/bible

5Scientific Explanation of How the Image was formed on the Shroud of Turin.
Part 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pdwnTpWXi3M
Part 2A
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efEDb2jHyMY
PART 2B
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0mK4ImwiJ9g

6The Spirit, The Blood and The Water
6a
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LTF6vDtvH0g

6b
https://wyattmuseum.com/ron-wyatt-chromosome-count-in-blood-sample/2016-11862

6c
https://jonah135588.wordpress.com/2008/10/22/deathbed-confession-of-ron-wyatt-discoverer-of-the-ark-of-the-covenant/

6d
https://youtu.be/B8TRoQk6WUE

6e "The Truth Adds Up"
https://youtu.be/9oJj6S5wByM

"The Golden Way", David Sylvian (Lyrics)
https://www.flashlyrics.com/lyrics/david-sylvian/the-golden-way-63
Song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-TGWewQcaQ

"Thy Beautiful Heart : The Blue Faerie’s Baby"



'Tis brave the heart of a lionhearted cub 
When Butterflies aren’t pretty
Aren’t all what they seem
Monsters that do steal teeth 
from the Blue Faerie's Baby
A glass jar full of plundered precious 
Pearls of White Ivory, 
not sweet honey bees
The cub must remember the magic strength of 
LOVE
Stand firm clasping it to 
thy beautiful heart
thy beautiful heart that was borne from pure love
all of her beautiful dreams 
to believe to dream real
“Walk with courage”, she heard her say
Soft footsteps always follow
They’ve never walked away
Guarding her from wolves and monks gone astray
Both are walking in Light beams the two from the Fey
All will come good on the morrow
For the Blue Faerie’s Baby
There is to be no more Black Sorrow
Love, Time is tumbling
Love with all of thy beautiful heart
Time, 'tis no more to be borrowed.

Love's kiss from a mother's heart
breaks the Papillon Spell.

(Lovejoy-Burton, August 2018)
for my daughter, Georgia -
Close your eyes when you listen to the music...it adds more power to the spell.









Symphony for Eight/Philip Glass
(Original music video removed from Youtube, replaced with current, "Conjunto", Symphony for Eight Cellos, PeterRudolfi/Youtube)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKEq56mDLg4

Turn on the beats of the heart
And loud love.
The soul longs to hum
The tune of passion.
An upbeat aura of magic
Steering the ride.
An everlasting journey of love
Luring hearts to be on board.
A puff of spring breeze turning mild
Blankets of frozen feelings.
Breathe in the scent of love
Design a divine cocoon.
The music within is warm enough
To bloom.
Uncage fears and worries
Rejoice what of beauty
In can be filled.
Seize times of glee
And set the  soul free.
Turn on the beats of the heart
And loud love.

May 19th,  2018

Grief is not something we “get through”…
you “get through” a bad day
Grief is not something we “get over”,
“you ”get over” a cold”
Grief is not something we “move on from”
you “move on from” a bad relationship”
 
But Grief is… a companion we “move forward with”,
learning from and growing, with each agonizing step.
 
Grief is… a heart-wrenching process, not bound by time,
But sets us on a “lifelong journey” of finding truth and meaning…
 
Grief is not a crutch we hold onto for pity
It is not a lack in character
It is not a weakness that needs to be strengthened
Or a problem that needs fixing
It is not an enemy to be slain
Or like a wild animal, to be caged
 
Grief is… “A METAMORPHOSIS OF HUMAN LIFE”
YES! that needs “time”… “A LIFETIME”
 
Grief is… an acknowledgement of true love shared
and true love lost
 
Grief is… a love we hold so deep within our souls
That our tears fall to caress the pain…
“God given tears”, full of purpose and meaning
For each one carries with it a piece of our heart
 
grief hugs us and holds us close
to a great love we can no longer touch…
grief is… our friend for without it
our lives would have been a lie.

Grief is…purely and simply a journey of love
It is a friend, to those of us who mourn
A friend who sees what we need and allows us to be us
Grief is a release of unimaginable pain…
a release of a great indescribable loss…
 
 
Grief is… the bridge that crosses repentant oceans,
spans desolate canyons, and fear filled mountain tops.
that we may cross over this tragedy to a renewed heart 
by means of the love we shared and continue to share
through the love of our Almighty God
 
 
Grief is…
A pain we can use, to broaden our hearts
and the hearts of all those around us
it is… a road we must travel to gain wisdom.
A level of wisdom you will never achieve by playing strong.
For only when we sink to the bottomless pit of grief
Will we be awakened by the light of truth.
 
Grief…
Do not judge it… for it contains Gods secrets
Secrets you can only hear by listening
through the blare of the pain.
It is a sacred contract to be in awe of and inspired by
To learn from and grow from
To gain compassion and understanding from
It is a journey that holds a sacred contract
That will be signed by each and every one of us
Who has the strength… and the courage…
to love with all your heart and all your soul.
It is not a journey I would wish on anyone
But now that I am here I will walk it with honor
And purpose, with my head held high and my feet in stride
For at the end of this road there you’ll be,
waiting to take me home.

FORGOTTEN TREASURE

I've found the fountain of youth
When I stumbled across the forbidden garden
Right in the middle of everything
Was what I imagined being a wishing well
I at once tossed a quarter into the sea
Facing down, puzzled as can be
I peeked in to ensure where it fell
I tipped over and that's when I saw my vanity
It was sitting there waiting for me
The reflection was before this day and age
I thought, what could this be?
With one drop on my taste buds
I knew I found the one true key
The most beautiful thing that can set one free
I reached in to touch the poetry inside me

             SKAT

As the golden threads of silver, a mother protects her child
The path they will follow together, through life they leave deep footprints
The love that is shared will always shine its rays, nothing to fear










   Sijo
  (15-16-15 syllables)
  http://www.howmanysyllables.com
  14.06.2016
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
- Copyright © All Rights Reserved


- Published in the newspaper : 20.06.2016

Don't rush to wash off the sea salt 
drying on your skin;
the hopes it carries from other oceans,
those remain yet to be seen.

Should there be such pain in 
passion of the heart?
Or does the heart, 
simply by beating, 
know the boundaries of pain 
when it can no longer absorb any more joy?
The two seem intertwined at times, 
each exalted unto itself.
From euphoria to melancholia, 
the heart is on an endless journey 
seeking harmony and balance, 
yet finding anything but.
We torture our souls 
for the sake of love,
enduring countless curves,
on the road to the steep summit 
where a plateau cannot survive
the weathered storms for long, 
but for the season’s summers 
we exist.

Make Me Feel it Poetry Contest
Sponsor Becca Teagan
July 9, 2016

I am seated in a bed-like rock
Under the foothills this is a single block

The Sun rises behind my back
Though I face hills in the west, its rise I could track

The dawn delightfully unfurl
Mother nature decorates herself, like a girl

The valley is full of greenery
This is a soul soothing summer scenery

Flies are flying in group
With joy and strength, to recoup

Honey bees are busy flying from one to other flower
A fresh flower spreads the fragrance in the air

A group of sparrows fly at a low height
Jubilantly enjoying the new light 

A tiniest sparrow dances by jumping from one leaf to the other of a plant
On seeing this, I too wish to jump out of joy, like an infant

Peacocks register their scream from a nearby place
I could hear well, as this area is ruled by peace

From a distant rock, a pair of peacock looks
Displaying the richest colors of their outlooks

Birds potentially program their offspring by singing to their eggs, at a short distance  
One may think that they raise the voice with a grievance

Before me, a rabbit runs ruthlessly
Forgetting self, I sit here like lifelessly

Fight of monkeys upon trees on the top of the hill, comes like a melody
Free for all, as the whole range is under His custody

Clouds try to attract my attention with an array of colors
Peace as the Prince on the stage, countless others are actors

Breeze blows as if to say she is the most adorable among all
Of course, choosing the one among all is hard to tell

This is a mind moving morning
In my life, this day is a fine inning

My heart desires to lie under this foothill
But my soul is not full

as my mind yearns for my love
Of course, this place is like a paradise, as above

If I am to cherish my love even in a paradise, 
the power of  love, you may be pleased to praise

Though I stay away at a far off place
The feelings of romance runs like a race

To live here, to the God, I shall be abundantly faithful
But to conquer my soul, other than such love, nothing is more powerful !

Fly to me my love

on the wings of hopes and dreams

come and be my passion

a lover's symphony

Be my guiding star light

show me all of nature's best

come and be my pillow

where my weary head can rest

Take my hand and walk with me

on life's ever winding road

keep me safe and steady

hold me in our home

Let's sleep beside the moon tonight

camp inside the corners of my heart

be my one and only

 my desire, my love, my start

On the road to your gypsy soul

in the vastness of my world

chasing heartbeats and fireflies

  across wooden covered bridges 

navigating deep and arid canyons

 beneath a sweltering summer sun.

I'll trace the compass of our destiny

 leading me to a foreign land

I'll find you roaming in flowering fields of daisies

where I will finally take your hand

I'll be in awe of your effervescent half-moon

glowing brightly in the night

I'll gaze longingly at your thousand stars

shining downward ever bright

I'll feel the breeze that you feel

blowing softly over the cobalt sea

together we'll be one with nature

setting all our spirits free

Not surrendering to temptation

because you are everything I need

I'll listen to your heart beat

for on your love I soon will feed

Crystal Bowl

A gold fish swimming round and round.
	His world of glass is all surround.
Round and round, day and night
        every round, reunite.
Day after day, night after night,
	Everywhere he looked, always the same sight.	
Outside of his bowl, there was a window.
	in the horizon something full of glow.
It looked like a pond, further than beyond.
	When he called that pond, there was no respond.
Love first taste is sweet, it makes you complete.
	But if you mistreat, pain always repeat.
Dreaming day and night, of that golden sight,
	Cool and clear night was filled with golden light.
Broken heart will cry is not satisfied.
	The meaning of the ” love” is always mystified.
Outside of the house a narrow twisted creek
	having conversation, with a language of mystique.
Calling up our fish, knew about his wish.
	Telling him” love” is, painful and foolish.
Telling him that life is a stream that flows;
	hoping for the rain, wishing for rainbows.
Gold fish heard the stream, which destroyed his dream.
	In order to redeem, did something too extreme.
Jumped out of his bowl, thinking of his goal;
	The golden pond became his body and his soul.
He landed on the ground; the dirt was all around,
	The meaning of the “love”, for him got so profound.
He started to scream, his voice was just steam.
	What if there is no dream? Death will be supreme!
He twisted, flipped and flipped, by luck in water he tripped.
	His breathing came along, in water he was equipped.
He swam in back and forth, he twisted south and north
	He cried in water cold, of what the” love” is worth.
He passed through his teens; his youth flew like dreams;
	The autumn came and gone, his winter had no greens.
He reached the golden place; the place was filled with grace;
	His life began to shine, the sadness showed no trace.
Swim and swim in wine, makes your soul refine.
	If you swim in “ love”, love will let you shine.	
A fisherman cruel and old; with eyes reddish and cold
	He cast his net so wide, for fish the truth unfold
Our fish cried and cried, his world got cold and dried.
	His life was passed him by, he gave up and complied.
The next day for our fish, was filled with tarnish;
        Once more crystal bowl is fraught with anguish.
This time golden pond, that was far beyond;
	Called our golden fish, he got no respond.
Love first taste is sweet, it makes you complete.
	But if you mistreat, pain always repeat.
Remember our fish with his golden wish;
	If you fall in love, get wild and foolish.


Haloo

Without soul nourishment our spirits shall wither and die.
Words are a mere instrument, but can reflect truth to power
Of our faith within love and understanding—truth begs mercy, 
Whilst melting honey-sweet crystals kiss thy soft warm cheeks
We dream and bathe inside the sun’s most radiant gift of desire
Cool waters of divine creation lovingly quench this desert fire, 
And the haunting spectre of death shall never be an end to us!
 
Winds of such deep-thoughts softly and sweetly sting at once, 
When I show you a mirror-image of what our destiny can be
Adrift in storms of fervid emotions I give in now to your love
I see a temple of beauty I once bowed down to under your gaze, 
As your red-hot daggers strike deepest cords in this coldest breeze 
Now holding hands sunlight-sparkled with you inside this dream,
This heartfelt satisfaction’s worth more than all the world’s gold!

Riches fall from Heaven now in shining jewels of misted pearls,
Whilst I walk alone in deepest thoughts in my blue suede shoes.
Living-loving inside a sole-soul of dreams—true and unbounded,
I hear songbirds whistle and whisper in such joy by God’s grace.
Our souls may nourish themselves on the eternal power of our love.
With God as our witness—we fear not what death shall bring to us,
For our love and true destiny exist far beyond this mortal world!  

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, A Collaborated Poem 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – May 15, 2016
(Free Verse)       

Blood that screams mixes with tears of fears,
Over your hypocrisy and useless years.
Fresh cuts don't matter - your attentions yet wane.
It's just too easy to shut down, I could end this pain.

But, escape artists aren't artists at all.

When life ends the real journey begins, the journey to be
Above imperfection and glorified weakness everyone sees.
Life trickles into the drain of the sink, wash it and pretend
The veil is burning off,but there is only so much fire can mend

Besides, escape artists aren't artists at all.

 
"At the Seat of the Catacombs of Amygdala"



 
"...the curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before..." The Curse



Violet Black the night is still 
diving through oceans 
of stars now waking
violins soaring in my
heart’s crater speed to 
the seat of Amygdala
Descartes moving closer
anticipation,the Sphinx 
is smiling and Horus waiting 
in his castle calls me home
abandoned in my green field mind
of Lavendar spirits 
swinging hidden essence of
secret monk’s theribles 
shrouded hoods in their 
grim reaper guarded 
churchyards writing words
upon the air their Purgatory Alter
daughtermotherdaughter
Goddess prayers of devotion
stealing love from sharks
feeding them pearls
and sirens singing in their love
Indigo rapture velvet 
bee keeper gloved hand 
smoking catacombs
Supersedure Queens and 
absent drones, bottles corking
time hideous time sand dripping
wet tears through the Hour Glass, 
never stops diamonds drop by drop
acceleration dress-ups buckled 
straight jacket uniform 
no arms  marching
with the Soldiers of Conform
setting tables,last feast rosaries
now I lay me down to sleep
up the stairs bowed and weeping
swept out of sight in starched collars
and cobwebs glistening Huntsman, 
no Audrey Hepburn,no Caron Daddy Long legs
Aether sees her in a mirror
falling down to Hades Lewis' traps
on a hero’s mission
saving 3 Graces and returning
returning HOME.
Violet Black the night is still 
diving through oceans 
of stars now waking 
waking she returns
spinning her Golden Chord
to pull you away closer 
into her sweet dreams held to her
peaceful Polar Bear Hug sleeves
it was never cold in their Igloo
truth serum syllabub no silver spoon
happy dreams,rough seas,then peaceful
and still
Black Swan singing in 
Joan of Arc chain mail
Heavenly wings slip
softly into starlight 
away from stalking cats 
blood sucking bats
barking Hounds of Baskerville
through galaxies of milky 
honeycomb, to where God
hides in a protected glass snow globe
somewhere beyond 
the pulsating No Go Zone
Charon’s been handed his token
None of this should be spoken.
Nyx has Aether in her arms
they are flying home
Violet Black the night is still 
diving through oceans 
of stars now waking.
Honeycomb cement feet
sacrificial drowning
A little death.
Supersedure.
Back in "their" kitchen 
the smell of stewed pears and
chocolate cake baking.


(Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018)


 

Whispers at dawn I awaken near your yawn
Will you let me into your heart?
Dreams of passion I need your compassion
This will be our sensuous start

Falling in love all we need is a shove
Will you let me into your arms?
Breakfast for two your love I will chew
I’m drowning in your lucky charms

Side by side our love will preside
Will you let me into your essence?
Through forever always together
Within warming skies of iridescence

In circles of infinity we are divinity
Will you let me into your soul?
Through timeless space I will embrace
Our love sailing in a black hole.




Aug.16.2017
Let Me Into Your Heart
Sponsored by: Julie Rodeheaver 

Tap dances on steps to sanctuary sites
glued to visions felt from glory's grace
only in you I see
reflected in orbs of watchful care 
dipped in mocha swirls 
as time slowly disappears
a sense of attention
focusing on more than just an outer me

Soft shoe shuffles within the breeze
wistful remembrance and dainty dreams
filling the fragrant air 
with a gust of evergreen
calling ever so calmly
for opened eyes and hearts
to harbor a frail humanity
and follow a simple way

I have tried to clear my mind of you
But the vision of you is always there, cradled in mind and heart 

I will keep you safe and warm always
You should know my every thought ,from the strolls you've taken
Exploring every crevice making a path, the one you never seem to leave

You've even imprinted upon my soul
Carrying you with me always, warming my soul and heart everyday
While you forever occupy my mind, making me feel some kinda way

How can these things bring me peace? 
Not a trespasser but a welcomed guest, my body gives you a home 

Do you know these things I speak of?
Can you see it for what it is?
Or are you just a thief in the night?

Is your purpose to steal my very being?
I won't fight it,take what you need I give it to you free
Its my payment for the comfort you bring me!

If each thing you've told me
I've heard
If I hang onto each and
every word

If I give you a love i dont 
have to give
If I change my ways in 
which i live

If I'm there for you to the
very end
If I'm there for you as a
best friend

If I'm there when life 
tossed you round
If in your silence i speak
no sound

If no matter what i have
your back
If I handle our differences
with great tact

If over time you forget that
you care
If I try to remind you 
do I dare

If I show you forever that i 
am true
If I'm always there to help
you through

Will you give me that love 
in return
Will you be there for me 
when you I yearn

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry WNiday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel

Together As One
To dream as one.
When we dream we dream as oneWhen we laugh we laugh as oneWe have a life 
together that compliments one anotherWe have a love that is like no other it’s as 
oneWe reach for the stars and look for the moonWe support and care for one 
another on our journeys as our journeys cross paths.
We listen with excitement to each other’s dreamsTo understand and encourage 
comes from the heartKnowing with certainty that we deserve the love we give and 
receive as we are as oneWhat is wonderful for one is so for the other for our life 
path is the sameKnowing one so well is to know one’s self without a doubt.
Dreams that come together both big and small shared by knowing hearts that want 
the same want are as oneA love so strong can feel and guide with the stars and 
moonSet in motion a force together nothing can sever but blessed be a dream 
together as one!
Dream, laugh, and love we do as one for we became oneTogether we reach for the 
stars and the moon as we share the paths we takeOur journey takes us many 
directions to which we share our delightA journey worth taking is a journey worth 
sharing…sharing as one!
                                                                                   Debbie Knapp

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

Flailin’,  flailin’, flailin’;
There goes my ball sailin’
Into a trap, the water or the woods.

Flailin’, flailin’, flailin’;
You can hear me wailin’,
“Why won’t that damn ball go where it should?

Drives go right Putts go wrong.
I shank my wedges or ‘skull’em’ long.
My golf game’s just no damn good.

I’m swingin’ too hard & lookin’ up;
As if I’ll actually see it go in the cup….
As if it ever really would.

My alignment’s too far left or right.
My ball can find the only tree or trap in sight,
Even if the shot starts out lookin’ good.

These days, I carry some special tools:
A handheld weed eater with extra spools
And a pruning saw, in case I’m in the woods 

I’ve even tried to ‘buy’ a better game.
No matter My scores were just as lame.
Those new clubs didn’t do what they should.

Bogies & doubles...even triples..are common scores.
I very rarely get pars any more.
Believe me, I’d change it if I could.

My buddies said it must be me,
A teaching pro I should go see.
They said he’d fix my game…..if anybody could.

The pro said, “Hit some balls while I watch you.
Just set up and hit’em like you normally do.
We’ll see if I can do your game any good.”

After the first bucket of balls I hit,
He calmly said, “Take two weeks off…then quit.
Take my advice You really should.”

Now, what really has me vexed,
I’m wondering what I’ll try next.
That pro’s advice was no damn good.

So, I struggle along with my flailin’ game;
But, strangely enough, have fun just the same,
Finding hope in rare shots that are actually good.

                            ~My Trip With Love~

A arrival from Montreal to San Francisco seeing my son and his children.
B beautiful red roses on my approach expressing their love towards me

C for caring to have an eye contact honoring my motherly devotion & fidelity.
D for dreams come true when i sleep at night in my own studio

E for enjoy having our breakfast first day while exchanging our life time stories.
F for faithfulness towards one another was so important since his childhood.

G good friends who invites me to their homes to meet their families.
H for happiness when I run to the restaurant help greett his customers at work.

I interfering with my sons life is a long forgotten issue, a perpetual respect 
J for jokes we exchange together through evenings laughing endlessly.

K kissing me good night when the night is over for me to retire.
L for love that I get from both of them when I cook an oriental dish.

M morning ride on a tour with family & soft music while driving.
N for never do I complain about any subject when shared together

O older, but I don't let them feel my arthritis pains when I am visiting
P for pictures are taken as souvenirs from this fabulous journey once a year 

Q quite evenings when I leave my son and wife to have an intimate night.
R for roll up my sleeves to clean their home to amaze them out of love.

S surprise when home from work to a house clean & table set for dinner
T transport for me is the subway my independence not to bother him.

U unique love between a son and mother, he is my rockBest friends.
V variable outings touring the city while discussing his children's future.

W wanting those happy days to last foreverBut will return next year
X xylophone for enjoying the music of our last dinner together.

Y yearning from my depth to have wanted my stay to last longer.
Z zone when we said farewell at the end of the visitors areaTears of joy.
Visiting my sons once a year is my dream come true foreverThe love for my children has always been, "The Endless Love Of A Child".

Therese Bacha
28/5/2013

 An ABC poem :For Alfred Vassello

   "An Enchanted Voyage"




love reflects emotion embraced by motivating force
a visual crystal ball evokes journey through endless Time
upon a magic carpet floating guided by heartfelt course.

stars whisper in midnight canopy twinkling soft chime
toward destination to reunite with lost lovers' soul
a visual crystal ball evokes journey through endless Time.

in Fantasy, a tender heart pursues ultimate goal
as love's adventure strives to capture essence known
toward destination to reunite with lost lovers' soul.

the sting of Death refuses to separate powerful feelings sown
an incantation from a mythical book of charms
as love's adventure strives to capture essence known.

thoughts of caressing sweet desire within silky arms
ignite sheer wings absorbing strong love potion spell
an incantation from mythical book of charms.

an enchanted voyage fascinates realm with golden wishing well
love reflects emotion embraced by motivating force
ignite sheer wings absorbing strong love potion spell
upon a magic carpet floating guided by heartfelt course.

"Fantasy Chant"

love power wills
beyond cold grave lives
cast potent magic spell?


*For Terzanelle Fantasy with Questionku Chaser

ONLY HEALTH AND JOY

I believe You Father God is in control.

Tell me more...
I want to know what else You want me to do;
I want to know who else You want me to know,
I want to know what else You want to reveal to me,

Open my eyes, my ears, my heart and my mind
let the wind the blows whisper to me
let the sunshine tell me still there is hope
let the blooming flowers tell me the possibilities
let the tweeting birds be the notes to alarm me

Ah!!! let it be Father God!

Let Your Holy Spirit lead my feet

Unto You Oh! God I laid my plans,
Father God, look at them 
I want to know which of them 
brings You more glory and honor.
I want to know which of them
heads me to Your path.
I want to know which of them
draws a smile to Your face.

You know and watch over me everyday,
You know my every thought, my every heartbeat 
and my every action,
I believe in whatever I do O Father God, 
You are already there for me
You send hosts of angels to guard me
You send the grinning sunshine to invite new hope

Before I put all my effort, time, energy and all
I speak to You anytime of the day
for I believe everytime I speak with my heart
You my Father God is listening kindly to me.

From long prayers, written words,
breath prayers, hymns...
Though there are times, 
I can't even find the right words to say.
And so what I do is to just close my eyes,
then there silent tears roll on my cheeks
but I know my Spirit will speak for me

I want  more of You and less of me
I believe You are carrying me on this troubled path
Never ever You will let me go
Or never ever You will forsake me
I trust You know me more than myself
My past, present and my future
You knew before I ever began to walk

I believe You are holding me in Your palms
You are fully in control of the events 
My win is our joint victory
Hard-pressed because of the circumstances
but I believe You will not give me these
not because You see me a probable failure
rather You gave this to me because I can...

Together with You, I can and I will
We will winWe will win.
Despite these pains and tears
I trust someday when I'll be with You
You will smile at me and tell me 
I did well on the task You gave me
And  I pass, You will welcome me then

Into Your loving arms
where there are no more tears
where there are no more pains
where there are no more sicknesses
where there are no more sufferings

only health and joy...
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O.EGuillermo
9:09 pm, May 15, 2015