Sunday, September 22, 2024

Back In July (The One That Never Got To You)

Sunset
No headlights 
Scattered clouds 
Light blue skies 
With my ruby red Love glasses on 
Clearer vision to the illusion 
I admit it 
My last poem about you was uncalled for 
Maybe, who knows 
I will do anything and everything for you, to not notice
Sometimes 
If it’s from U 
More subtle each time
Scenes of my favorite song at the moment with you in it
Would love to join but why would I be there 
I could be an unpaid “worker” if it meant I could get a glimpse
“Bring me my sandals and go light up the candles”
To familiar trees and greens surrounding you
About an hour and so out with traffic 
Something Mary & Joseph couldn’t say 
Only our Lord knows how crazy we are 
Hearing the same crickets outside 
The creatures that let us know it’s nighttime 
Tonight
The closest I’ve ever been to U, in the land of the living 
That I know of 
Meet with me when I decide to close my eyes
Hope you enjoy the rain while you’re here
Go to sleep 

Saturday, September 21, 2024

No Victory Without Suffering

Miracles happening on Peachtree rd 
Ones that has nothing to do with money 
Ones that love and care are needed 
Just God working 
A dreadful chapter in a young married couple’s life
A chapter that no young love should live through this early on
Crying for my sister, because I know how it is to have no self love 
Not being able to feel or do what others can
Knowing how hospitals can be after 2020
Luckily she married my brother that’s just as strong as her 
A love that many hope to have one day
Speeding home so I can finish this 



How can you know something is good without going through the days of void first
Everyone wants you at the end of them 
Everyone wants to be comfortable 
Have the blessings 
Be a part of yours 
But never learn from the process 
Hear or see the ugly
Glad I can feel for the parched 
The broken and lost
While the world mocks 
I will be next to them 
Not caring 
I am attracted to the “freaks”
I will lay down my life for mine 
Everyone else is so boring
Love your process 
And be with your Lord   

You Will Not Perish Here



You, master of none 
Only of what where when and why you spend your time on 
Time and life 
Blessings that many lose every morning or night 
The blessing of free will 
The blessing of breathing 
The blessing of feasting
blessed to be in this desert
Many would’ve lost it and decide to be their own God 
Remember these days when you are comfortable once more 
When you find water
Remember these days for the days ahead, far worse temptations will hit your body, soul and mind 
Help the one staggering behind and maybe they’ll do the same  
Remember these days because once you’re gone, you won’t be back again
Pick up and take whatever you find in there, it is meant for you 
Never let anything or anyone come in between of us again 
For I know you’ve felt me use you and bring you happiness out of nothing
For I know you can’t even go a week without speaking to me anymore 
For I know you use the words I place in you in your red blog
For I know you unlike anyone you’ll ever meet
For I know you
You, master of none

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