Tag: #love

‘Is It a Trivial Thing?’ (1st draft)

23 Jun 2024

hazy

vision

may become

blindness
as a black

a dark
dense

forest–

as Amazon Basin’s
biome

biological community
dangerous.

Lacked

morality’s
pathways

quite unseen
while under spiritual attack;

deformed

its trails
persist

in a curvaceous
serpentine

bend

responding
to Satan’s world’s
physical environment

regional climate
of fluctuating ‘trends’

perpetuated

despite

any intense
internal desire
for wickedness

to desist

since exists
snappy tragic
news ‘breaks’

or unsweetened
‘tweets’

which cycle foolish thinking:
“Jehovah is not seeing.’” Ezek. 9:9. … More ‘Is It a Trivial Thing?’ (1st draft)

Falsely Called “Knowledge”‘?

10 Jan 2024

Our world ironically spinsharried children, women, and men as hurricane winds of aspiring mindsand fluctuating trends bend to breaking pointhonest hearts weakened, yet hoping and prayingfor communities to mendmorally/or not by radicallydefending ‘personal’‘righteous/unrighteous’‘laws/principles’: But, “why do you judge your brother?Or why do you also look down on your brother? For we will all stand before … More Falsely Called “Knowledge”‘?

Marching On. . . 21st Century Love During a Time of Violence: Wayne & Sabrina (18) 1st draft

15 May 2023

A pulsating dark
demonic rhythm;
yet glorious
as northern lights
dancing
hither then dither.

These I beautifully suffer
as silent hymns–
a dirge. My urgings to
peek

the exhilarating
heights
of forever love

plummeted
into valleys steep.

The vivid visuals
of orange
and other range
of cascading colors

Lost

in the
swirling of
my crippling despair.

I inhale sharply
the
piercings

as the pressure
from deep
submerging

explode
this regrettably
enlarged
heart.

The supreme
red drippings

from past dilated pupils

mingling the blues
of my spirit

sprout royal purple
hues

as pathetic
gurgles
escape my throat.

I hope…
yes wish

for freeing
release of your
drowning

apathy.

Once crazed
I lazily sink dazed

hasty to end this
lonely month

in which lovers
gaze

over forgotten lunch
too amorously near

for me to enviously peer.
February.
… More Marching On. . . 21st Century Love During a Time of Violence: Wayne & Sabrina (18) 1st draft

He Was Always

10 Jun 2017

He Was Always He was always from creation’s beginning an exact reflection of brilliant lightlove wisdom supreme might. He was always a son beloved under a benevolent gaze beaming since obedient to parental directions loving he esteemed His Father as The Ultimate Being. First born of all. Lover of righteousness. A spiritual son of myriads … More He Was Always

An Enemy To Friend

9 Jun 2017

An Enemy To Friend In Love Begins by Seah Greenhorn (Poem with copyright) An Enemy To Friend In Love Begins. Simple acts of smoothing oil– precious gold, comforts bruised, tormented, weary souls. For where else is patience found if not harnessed to Love and seeded in grounds of sometimes belligerent soil? Or what of self-control, … More An Enemy To Friend

To the Highest Mountains

9 Jun 2017

A breathe- snatchingly sublime lyrical climb. Its melodious branches touching. Its limbs tenderly miraculously enlivening broken or curved spines. Causes tears to weave heart’s canals floating forth on sorrow’s song– multi-faceted tones blended harmonious; strong. O how the baby birds mimick a parent’s strum on hope’s chords brought by cruelty’s long run. Stress-laden lids wonderously … More To the Highest Mountains

Leah’s Eyes

20 Apr 2017

Leah’s Eyes   [ edit ] I. Unloved as heat on a desert plain Upon my breast no favor claimed As in a tent cuddled she cooed Her beauty my position shooed As chaff on a swirling twirling wind. My lot as second commences. Ends. II. In the twilight of our lives Forgotten deceitful lies … More Leah’s Eyes