Good

Trials are Good

Folder: 
Spirtuality

It's sometimes very difficult 

for us to understand

the wisdom and the love behind 

the things that God has planned.

 

But we couldn’t have the rainbow

If we didn’t have the rain;

We wouldn’t know the pleasure

If we never tasted pain.

 

We wouldn’t love the sunrise

If we hadn't felt the night;

And we wouldn’t know our weakness

If we hadn't sensed God's might.

 

We couldn't have the springtime

or the yellow daffodil

if we hadn't experienced

the winter's frosty chill.

 

And though the brilliant sunshine

is something Gad has made

He knew too much could parch our souls

so he created shade.

 

So God's given us a balance:

Enough joys to keep us glad,

Enough tears to keep us humble,

Enough good to balance bad.

 

And if you'll trust in him you'll see

Though yesterday brought sorrow,

The clouds will part and down will bring

 A happier tomorrow.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Life is good

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A Little Child

Folder: 
Poetry

Have to be a little child from my father,

Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.

And all bad things turned into dust,

By my evil and good Father.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts.

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Good Times

 A D 

It started out in the sixth grade 

we met and we became friends 

Always been real with each other

E Never felt the need to pretend 

 

I became a part of you 

And you became a part of me too

I hope we still remember each other

No matter what we E do 

 

Cause we always had...

 

We always had good times good times 

Always had good times good times 

We always had good times good times together 

We always had good times good times

Always had good times good times

I hope you had a good time good time with me 

 

 

Your hair is curly  

Mine is straight

You wake up bright and early 

while I get up late

 

We're totally opposite 

but in some ways alike 

Doesn't matter 

Who's wrong or right

 

We always had good times good times 

Always had good times good times 

We always had good times good times together 

We always had good times good times

Always had good times good times

I hope you had a good time good time with me

 

 

without you 

Wonder what I'd do 

You would have a hunch

But I would have no clue

So we're better together baby that's no lie

We could never hate each other no matter how hard we try 

Like Robin Thicke girl I'm lost without you

If you do your math right one and one make two 

You know what they say two heads are better than one 

Switch it up everyday never see a rerun 

You're into superheroes 

ironman and batman

Don't know what to do 

But you always have a game plan

Unlike a cellphone 

Never trade you in for an upgrade

Never shy away never be afraid 

The kind of friend that always stays true

Never let you go cause I met someone new 

No matter where I go your always in my heart 

Nothing in the world can ever tear us apart

 

Cause we always had...

 

We always had good times good times 

Always had good times good times 

We always had good times good times together 

We always had good times good times

Always had good times good times

I hope you had a good time good time with me

Cause I really had a good time good time with you

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just a little somethin' somethin' I wrote awhile back about me and my best friend! :-)♡♥♡♥ ;-)

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The Poison In You

What if I wasn't like you?

And I was just me, and Myself was true?

 

And if you did bad would it mean I would too? 

Would it mean if I did it, I'm exactly like you?

 

Would I be subject to your evil?

Would I be subject to your internal upheaval?

 

What if I am good in spirit,

And you might just rather not hear it

 

And if I did bad, does it mean I'm just like you?

Looking for an excuse for the culprit that causes blue?

 

Decisions left to baseless comparison

Myself gone from me, and origin

She tells me so, I'm just like him and her

Do you see my other qualities as just a blur?

 

Bring my poison, she admits me to it

Determines me as someone else and then she sits

 

Then, who am I?

A continuation of your deranged views, someone elses cry?

A Little Child

Folder: 
Thoughts

Have to be a little child from my father,

Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.

And all bad things turned into dust,

By my evil and good Father.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts I had.

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endless thoughts

Thinking through thoughts I thought of thinking through.

Though, thinking through thoughtless thoughts is thought to be thinking thoughtfully.

So thoughtfully, I'm thoughtfully thinking through thoughtless thoughts thought to be thoughtless only to think of more thoughtful thoughts. Only thinking through thoughtless thoughts can more thoughtful thoughts be thought.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I hope this brought a smile to your face Smile

no regrets

 

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who cares if there 

are flowers on my corpse 

if I'm dead?


if love is your intent

then bring me

some good memories

and things you learned 

to make your life easier

and more worth living.


wrap it up in a rusted coffee can

from some dark alley where babies lie in dumpsters

and place it somewhere all can see and be comforted

that someone thought about them, and cared

about why their lives ended, and tried to understand

not to punish, but to prevent it.

 

give me life in my death,

and not sorrow for

what you forgot to do

or not do, to prevent 

yourself from being hurt

on the day I leave here.


funerals are for the ones who are left here,

because the only thing I intend 

to leave you after material possessions

are divied out,

is the same thing since the day 

I first looked in your eyes,


the gratitude for having shared moments together.


we have all been dying since the day we were born,

and if we arrive at our final resting place in peace,

and not at the hands of violence,

then we have been granted more than enough

to say we have been blessed.

I spend my days now thinking what a beautiful soul you are.






 

5:35 PM 8/4/2013 ©


inspired by http://www.postpoems.org/authors/huliganfish/poem/964713

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skilled verbiage

 

 

..........

 

 

a beggar's 

 

poor choice

 

rolls him 

 

gently from 

 

curb to 

 

gutter

 

as the wealthy

 

roll over

 

in interest.

 

*

 

cutting words

 

spoken with 

 

compassion

 

like an ice pic,

 

hold the gentle,

 

subtle power,

 

to leave cracks 

 

like fault lines

 

in ignorance

 

left from

 

frigid,

 

ancestral

 

insights.

 

 

 

 

5:23 AM 8/4/2013 ©

 

 

 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 
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day off

 

.........

 

a rumpelstiltskin-esque slumber,

 

  unbridled

refreshment

              awakens me,

 

a barefoot stance, 

      stretching dance,

              bounce

                  in

               step,

 

to the kitchen 

 

checking mail,

    the percolator accompanies

       a

         wagging

                     tail,

 

interrupts,

 

   a yawning

          pup,

 

life is good.

 

10:50 PM 7/7/2013 ©

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