• Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Remember the past…delightful weaknesses,
    Keeping company with self–was nonsense?
    Fooling around–by teasing a growing brain;
    Trying to sprout truth from a careful strain?

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    Remember the past…delightful weaknesses,
    Keeping company with self–was nonsense?
    Fooling around–by teasing a growing brain;
    Trying to sprout truth from a careful strain?

    Oh!–to be alive, and suffer young confusion;
    Invincible…to conquer this world of delusion.
    Nonsense bombards the mental supply shelf;
    But, delight is charged with a super-ego self.

    Older now!…but do not disregard childhood,
    For adults can’t go very far outside of home.
    No matter how and where…life comes to be,
    Passed lessons culminate for a wiser strong.

    Life is a proven state–toward a destination;
    By courage, hold to wisdom in your childhood.
    Right or astray, your mind is a true sensation,
    Which learns by errors–to do what it should.

    Remain teachable, as adults grow–steadily;
    Prove youth, that knowledge is for the meek.
    Your young tender tissue learns quite readily;
    Achieving awesome humility…from the weak.

    Finally, being old…rewards an essential past;
    Or, persuades learned foolishness not to last.
    The taws-up odds: offers freedom of choice:
    To savor a quiet wisdom, or to sound a noise.

    The past will ring through a mind–regardless;
    Form a reputation, or render a fool senseless.
    Keeping company with self…can be a delight,
    When lessons regard wisdom for what is right.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Hear the whining crank of a charmonian course,
    That causes a jumpstart from a beautiful source.
    Passion burns with an effect–in a life-of-reason;
    Naturally, a lightened world opens a new season.

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    Hear the whining crank of a charmonian course,
    That causes a jumpstart from a beautiful source.
    Passion burns with an effect–in a life-of-reason;
    Naturally, a lightened world opens a new season.

    Here comes the light! inwhich subdues the night;
    Overwhelming the darkness through a lovely sight.
    The number one–daily cause?…is to stand erect!
    And dispell a gloomy day–replace a faded project.

    Forgotten dreams–finally float toward a sunrise;
    Rendering the dreamer with thoughts more wise.
    A blinded eagle–sores in-flight, thru a solid wall;
    Bringing an ambitious dream, that desires to fall.

    Tougher than granite, the conscience lies awake;
    Knowing of traps that trip what knowledge makes.
    The desperate reach is as idle as a bag-of-sense;
    Until, passion opens the mind for another chance.

    Bang!…two sad hearts roll into a single ingredient;
    Mixing distant perceptions–to form the expedient.
    Refreshment was only a dream of some other day;
    While necessity sets a hope-of-courage–to stay.
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  • Better Off 20.07.2007 No Comments

    Climb the stairs,
    all-the-way to the top!
    You will tire…
    to soon! but don’t stop.
    Make constant plans;
    move-on!…don’t slow-up.
    Bravery owns the right,
    to grant a winner’s cup.

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    Climb the stairs,
    all the way to the top!
    You will tire…
    to soon, but don’t stop.
    Make constant plans;
    move-on!…don’t slow-up.
    Bravery owns the right
    to grant a winner’s cup.

    Discovery of unknown heights;
    ascending unsteady stairs,
    is yet a perilous climb.
    Each testy move–up!…requires
    another downward pull;
    but, never stop to pine.

    You have the natural stuff,
    to treat the task–at wit.
    All you have!–it takes.
    Courage musters enthusiasm,
    climbing through the risk;
    keep-up a natural pace.

    Time delivers mysterious clouds;
    adverse craftiness arising…
    to trip your weary mind.
    Hold-on!…to adhesive thoughts;
    refuse to relinquish advances.
    Your clouds!…will subside.

    Up here!–at the pinnacle,
    where all is well–at best;
    remember here and now:
    Stop to glory!…
    then, you’re on your way down.
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  • Attraction!…engenders an affection encroach;
    Reciprocal bask…endures vindictive approach.
    Chemistry submits the heart to a perfect kind;
    God charges the reflection, as a common mind.

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    Attraction!…engenders an affection encroach;
    Reciprocal bask…endures vindictive approach.
    Chemistry submits the heart to a perfect kind;
    God charges the reflection, as a common mind.

    What is desire…that moves the heart outward;
    Altering flesh, which turns the mind backward?
    Especially travelogue–serving God’s purposes;
    Lifting wretched flesh…unto a higher compass.

    Boils threaten to invalidate a mutual belonging;
    Valid grows, nearby–emotions satisfy a longing.
    Hugs are most common–tender loving affection;
    Limits of time provide…for an endless perfection.

    Hugs are not required…from deity, at a distance;
    Persuasions of love are present and consistant.
    The distance of God–like a gift to one another;
    Hug touches are shared…by friends and lovers.

    Suspicious of hugs–turmoil with an open threat?
    Sheltered life comprehends not–dear love…yet!
    Hugs tune heart strings, and influences friends;
    Energetic concessions seek a sad heart to mend.

    Tenderness, with affection, attraction will seek;
    Proving mutual agreement…can touch the meek.
    Enchanting virtue is close to a warm proximity,
    Enabling honest emotions to emit an extremity.

    Wasted hearts seek desparately to share a hug;
    Searching child memories and comfort that was.
    Please!…what is a hug…snug as a bug in a rug?
    Way!…out of control, could smoother near love.

    Subdued natural affection…may appear as a hug;
    Congenial dimensions act as an extension of love.
    Stringent rules lay siege to a warm natural touch;
    Appearances of love will never radiate too much.

    You are okay–to look!…but please, do not touch;
    Chemical vibrations interrupt…in a mid-air crunch.
    Language lends a sensitive body–a touch of stars;
    Emitting exhause fumes from obnoxious motor cars.

    Dare to scan the eyes with a cool tippie tippie toe;
    Social opposities that crush egg shells…as they go.
    An enchanted proximity–lay face to face with love;
    Warm breath meets with tender cheeks and a hug.

    Searching for happiness…begins at a tender age;
    Continuously, as confusion…into an adult cage.
    Refrain from hug touching–void with pure love;
    Some Guiding fools are ignorant of a gentle nudge.

    The breath-of-life enhances a common stress;
    Arriving portentously with a cold touchy mess.
    Arousing warm pulses with an electric embrace;
    Crossing shattered egg shells in a static chase.

    Believing that love is stronger than hard sin,
    Assessing soul damage…by counting to ten;
    Back cautiously away from excruciating pain,
    Moving on forward…with an emotion to tame.

    Suppose, hugs are defiled by a moral demise;
    Wherefore, vile is virtue…for the beautywise.
    A devil disguises evil into a conflict with self,
    Desiring a beautiful edge…by promoting crap.

    Criticizing other beings, who go the wrong way;
    Gathering judges unto self!…by what they say.
    The greater sin lies–on…not forgiving of wrong.
    Whoever is worthy?…may judge the evil throng.

    A wink in the dark, and love without a hug;
    Is far too busy, as usual…with a sinister tug.
    Natural affection diminishes without a hug;
    Touching becomes cold…like a paranoid bug.

    As natural affections are smothered with lies,
    Sweet tender loving hearts will flutter and die.
    Perpetual nonsense bombards love with foes;
    Measuring compulsive pain by temporal woes.

    Beautiful resolutions…commit a sensitive heart;
    Arousing kind emotions from a wreckless start.
    Labor, as we ought, to understand the art of hugs,
    With continuous persuasion from our God above.
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