Inspirational

Praying For Love ( The Linked Style )

 

 

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~  PRAYING FOR LOVE  ~
( Linked )

 

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Praying for Love
P
Love in this World
R
World Lord can change
A
Change with His Love
Y
Love Lord can bring
I
Bring in all hearts
N
Hearts be Transformed
G
Transformed with Love
F
Love, Peace, not Hate
O
Hate, evil, wrong
R
Wrong, sad, destroys
L
Destroys lives, souls
O
Souls, breaks hearts, men
V
Men need Praying
E
Praying for Love.

 

 

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Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016

 

 

June.30.2020

 

 

“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-

 

 

~Author's Notes:
The 'Linked' is a poetry form or style created in 2008, by Erich J. Goller. (Vienna )

 

 

 

 

~ Best From Heart ~ ( The Blitz style )

 

 

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~ Best  From  Heart  ~
( The Blitz  Poem )

 

 

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Just spreading Love Hope Joy Peace
 Just hoping for the best
 Best to happen
 Best everyday
 Everyday night and day
 Everyday all the time
 Time and time again
 Time all around
 Around comes and goes
 Around up and down
 Down play it all time
 Down there you go
 Go and don't waste time
 Go and don't look back
 Back you're again
 Back you've come
 Come and show me how
 Come and lets talk
 Talk once more
 Talk and make it right
 Right about us
 Right as it should be
 Be all between us
 Be once and for all
 All that is what I want
 All that is what I need
 Need that n' more
 Need is all this
 This can't be bad
 This sounds so good
 Good is to do it
 Good is to see
 See it all clear
 See you at last now
 Now at last
 Now I can see you
 You make me glad
 You make me wait
 Wait a long time
 Wait n' much more
 More I love you
 More of your love I want
 Want you night and day
 Want you I shout
 Shout your dear name
 Shout it with all my heart
 Heart and mind
 Heart and soul
 Soul
 Mind

 

 

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Dorian  Petersen  Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2019<center>

 

June.30.2020

 

“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-

 

~Author's Notes:

The ' Blitz Poem ' is a poetry form or style created by Robert Keim.

 

 

 

Stepping Up

Stepping Up

By JFarrell

 

 

The last time I worked was 31st March 2000

This Sunday, 6th August 2017

I will be a barman at Wembley Stadium

For the start of the football season

My first day of work in a long time

 

From waste of space drunk to the FA Community Shield

In a little over three months

Can I really change? Can I make it?

Leave my alcoholism and past behind

And move into a new, brighter future?

 

The stadium seats ninety thousand people

I get anxious being around just one person

I am absolutely ‘bricking it’

But if I can cope with this

I’ll be able to cope with anything

 

I am 49 years old

Facing fears in a major way

Forcing my life into a new direction

I am stepping up to the plate

Let’s hope I don’t suck

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

come on Arsenal

The nautic art of letting go

By the side of the Sea 
She gives me glimpses 

of distance lost 
Of figures dancing 
upon mirrors beyond time 

Through thought 
I am writing calligraphic lines 
that make the water glisten 
in orbits of reflection 

Two white swans answer 
swimming closer towards me 
At first glance they offer me 
their compassion 

One by one they lower 
their ivory necks 
One sips in fresh water 

The other curls up 
resting its head 
upon it`s featheredness 

From it`s crib 
the swan 
beholds me 

It sails like a small 
white boat 
behind the other 

This moment 
(shared) 
was meant 
that way 
 

Old Dog, New Tricks

Old Dog, New Tricks

By jfarrell

 

Spent 20 minutes trying

To get the ironing board to stand

Without falling down

10 minutes to work out

The steam might be fun

But, that hot,

It’ll burn my shirts

And just shy of 2 hours

To iron 4 shirts

Without burning the house down.

Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks?

 

I will teach myself

How to build a website;

Though, still much to learn

I did learn how to make a blog

And I reckon I can learn a language

Or three.

Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks?

 

At 49, I’ve recently learned that I CAN learn;

And I am going to learn anything

Everything;

Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks?

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

yep, still learning

Stop telling me I can’t change the world

Stop telling me I can’t change the world

By JFarrell

 

Stop telling me I can’t change the world.

You know why one man can’t change the world?

Because everyone tells him he can’t.

 

Not me!

 

I am trying to act better.

How I act has an affect on how others act

And so on…

Ripples.

 

A butterfly flaps it’s wings here,

There has the monster of all storms.

 

You are reading my poem

That will have some effect on what you feel, what you think

However insignificant

Ripples.

 

I can and am changing the world.

And I just proved it.

 

You can change the world too.

Let’s make it better

Please

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

proved it

Hands

Hands

By JFarrell

 

Look at your hands,

No, not glance and glance away

Look! Really look!

They just look like hands, right,

Anyone’s hands.

Look again.

 

You know who’s hands looked

Just like yours do?

Albert Einstein; Joe DiMaggio,

Marie Curie, Nina Simone

Neil Armstrong, Muhammed Ali

Rosie Parks, Jada Pinkett

 

Look at your hands

What might they do

If you really tried

Save lives, change the world?

Your hands hold so much power

So much potential

Go and see

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

look at your hands

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Five days

Five days

By JFarrell

 

The journey from yesterday to today

Has been a long one

Couldn’t sleep

My mind afire

My insides tearing me to shreds

But as the rising sun

Slowly dispels the fog of the night

Yes

I made it

This is day 5, year 0

I am still sober

Despite how my body threatens me

I know the can of beer in my fridge

Will instantly make me feel better

But I realise now

It’s relief is an illusion

With a high price

But

I choose to make a better choice now

Now is all I have

It’s only five days

But I have not been sober

This long

In over fifteen years

Five days!

Fifteen years!

I don’t recognise myself,

This strong

This PROUD

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i made it

today

11 may 2017

 

Today

By JFarrell

 

(what happened? My life went mad)

 

Today,

I attended my first job interview this century;

And, they are giving me a chance,

It’s just astounding.

 

Tomorrow,

As long as I go to bed sober tonight,

Will be my longest time sober in 15 years

And, that’s just unbelievable.

 

I may be, finally, changing,

Becoming a better person,

Having a better life;

Equally, I may have lost the plot totally,

And headed for the biggest fall,

Just another waste of space drunk.

 

I don’t know,

I can’t see clearly,

It’s all too unbelievable;

But, I don’t care,

I’m going to enjoy it,

And dream, for the first time, of a really bright future.

 

(this is all true, every word, my life went mad)

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

it's true