Time stamp: 5:51 am, 8-36-12
North Carolina Beach 2017
Morning rise, boats can be seen; aloft the silky waves a morning serene,
Sand fills the earth, cresting the water's shore as if they meet to open a new door.
Ripples of torrent water flow to the edge; an ocean of sea, depths of dredge,
Captivating to a few and yet this parcel for all stands stout.
This truly is a place where the birds hang out.
We all cannot fly, but swim it seems; we are carried to the heights by our hopes and dreams,
For the Lord Himself gives us a taste- we must glimpse, this too, leaving nothing to waste.
Brisk walking travelers go with delight as birds determined but not for flight;
Rods are raise and lines are thrown, and in patience we snag a meal condoned.
White caps from blue fields lunge at the new door of sand as cool and warm breezes fill the land.
Morning now turns to even; sense of peace and no more tears, for this land forbids evil to ever live here.
Water below, water high above. A mirrored image of what is and what was,
Gazing at the horizon- Earth move never not. Acknowledging the truth many have not sought,
Now floating above the water as we pass through the closing door, waiting, wadding for wet hills of righteousness to lift us up and out...
For truly, this is a coast where the birds hang out.'
This poem is dedicated to those that struggle, for family, to those who are confused; and to me: for a sister that has left me, a mother that has forsaken me, and a father I miss dearly, my wife I cherish, and wisdom of all I hold onto. A man once said, 'that if you don't feel close to God anymore, it wasn't Him Who moved.'
A Day of comfort is near; and if you read this and are worthy, then peace I bid to you. The world has dark corners, but light makes our shadows invisible; find Light again and open the door. I hear a knock ! I opened the door and alone no more.
I've look day in day out for a poem, for a stand
yet I could not find such an expression for this day at hand
So here is my write, my something to say about how I wish it were on earth forever cloudy days.
We use to enjoy the sun so much higher
now sunblock 1000 is our skins desire...
As clouds form from jets so high
most don't care if they are real or just a lie.
Clouds linger; clouds race, high above our heads they streak,
companions with evil elements so wicked; so bleak...yet
we smell the sweetness in the air, a peaceful feeling of calm,
enjoying the splendor without a care.
Sun shines in our eyes with pain so bright; reflections
of such feel like lasers invading our life....
Covering our eyes with shades of gray; hoping and wishing
for nothing but cloudy days.
A day of clouds was to some a fright,
in these lasts days is now just right
Behind those clouds the sun awaits; so hot and cruel
awaiting its use as a weapon or tool.
As the sun burns men's skin with heat in waves
all do long for those cloudy days....
The cloudy day gives the earth a break; a rest from the heat
from the sunny day a graceful retreat.
It's been sung the sun will come out tomorrow
a thought that strikes many now with great sorrow.
They say climate change is here to stay-
alright by me as long as we have plenty of cloudy days.
A grateful heart everyday unto the Lord I save,
of those future wonderful cloudy days.
Ahh those cloudy days I close my eyes,
and feel God's presence as I delight....
in Him as nature and I rest-
It's His cloudy days that my heart feels best.
Daylight crests the offset compass, clouds still stream
emerging as silent trumpets....
The four winds blow and we have God's grace,
our souls' stir amidst His cloudy days.
Words cannot say or express the moment some share
of a cloudy day bestowing a blessing unaware.
As clouds are seen, rain is forecast to come
yet the clouds only deliver it to a few some.
As I close this personal poem to say: My wishes are as follows:
the clouds never breaking, never hollow nor sway,
that it might always remain forever cloudy days.
Original wrote- Jan 2015
Fall is now here, and the leaves blow off of trees,
drifting downward to the ground from such a gentle breeze.
Brisk waves of cool air, fan all that it may take,
caressing nature for soon to awake.
That, autumn walks in the door, the leaves
change once more.
Colors, so many we see, delighting in the Lord,
of His glory will be.
Reds, yellows, orange, and still yet some green,
lay peaceful upon the ground; a stillness so serene.
Soon the trees will be bare not a leaf in which to glare,
in hopes of winter may soon come, a slumber to stare.
As winter comes and passes with ease,
fall season to delight us, and God to please.'
Originally written and posted online Oct 2016
"I have to give credit where credit is due. I woke up one recent morning thinking about something my sister Jami said. She mentioned Xanax and ice cream in the same sentence. I'd never heard it that way before. Thought about it all day. Later, going to bed, I woke up around three A.M. with that thought of Xanax and ice cream in my head; in the dark I grabbed my flashlight, a notebook and pen and started to write. The following is what came out.
Yeah, it's mystical, cryptic...I'm not even sure what it means to me, but as poems often do, they mean something different to different people. Yeah, the poem has a meaning to be implied, but probably only to me. However, I hope you can find another meaningful meaning behind the veil of this epigram." -Moraldiplomat
Xanax And Ice Cream
'My poet today, a shroud over the journey;
the answer behind a veil......this is my tale.
An unusual event exists, while I eat my Xanax and ice cream.
A daughter's wish, a father's kiss.
Where there's madness there's sadness.
I'm waiting intently munching on Xanax and ice cream.
Altered looks, awkward styles;
I'm killing my flesh, just for a while.......
must be the Xanax and ice cream.
A burley man in the sand, taken by charm;
but goes to work doing no harm.
I'm in a vase, sound the alarm- I'm the team!
I didn't bring my Xanax and ice cream.
Mother goose is on the loose, happy she is as well.
We stood watching, took a dip in hell;
the water is fine with my Xanax and ice cream.
Pinocchio's on her strings, I'm made but with no wings.
Halloween in the 4th, I need to be normal;
one day I can fly, if I could just have what seems, that tasty semblance of Xanax and ice cream.
Borrowed memories from the past, no they don't last;
but they will with Xanax and ice cream.
Dismal days fill the gaps, stress no more.
My time has come; as for the rest of us, it's Xanax and ice cream.
Up ahead in the distance I see the finish line, I can almost scream! I know what awaits....it's my Xanax and ice cream.
Originally written June 2017
You've heard the saying, "It's got to get better, you can't fall off the floor!" Well, not everyone is looking at things from above; the floor is just the beginning. The elevator goes all the way to the basement. It can be pretty dark down there! Look at the time! IT'S ZERO DARK THIRTY...........
When war comes to your door, reply in kind
Freedom IS free, it's trying to take mine that's gonna cost!
Sometimes there's justice, sometimes there's just us- Where will you be when the shtf? It's what you don't see, don't know and maybe don't believe that should bother you; It's oh dark 30......
Ahh, we know what color pill you chose....you decided to live in la la land till your world falls apart , and trust me, it will- give it time. If you're not rooted in Truth, you're rooted in the world-there is no middle ground or gray area, and when things get ugly; you're going to panic, and wished you had learned a few things along the way. Four things have been destroying the world: Technology, Commercials, regret and the lack of knowledge. Which one do you think will hurt yours most?
"Being a rebel does not mean you hate people; being a rebel means you have a conscience; it means you've made a choice; probably the right choice, it means you choose freedom and everything that's right in the world."
PS: ............And you're willing to go into battle to keep it!'
You might lose several battles but we are guaranteed to win the war
Many U.S. Military from all branches know this nation is in distress and they are not in favor of the direction of where it's going. They stand. Where do you stand. I stand with them.
Many of us know..............................Many are coming out and saying it- Many are U.S. Military Vets! Are you listening? Are you going we going to join them? We are true Patriots; what are you? Vets and non-vets....speak up! Declare the truth and let's have resolve. We all have a mission.
If the truth be known, the apocalypse is NOW; it's an ongoing climate, political and everyday degradation of things. If you're waiting for an event (i.e. end of the world scenario) to take place- you watch too much TV. But if you are waiting for the next noticeable climate or weather issue, a man-made created disaster (i.e. a nuke detonating, a simulated EMP, another call to another kind of war, false flag, weather weapon usage) then you're on the right track.
From Katrina to Fukushima, HAARP , JFK murder to Sept 11th mission to Confederate landmarks, to the death of the ocean animals and lest we forget: a rich man's money induced civil riot hot spots....it's all here; and it's changing the way people (i.e. idiots who live in fear) look at things. Instead of looking to God (i.e. There's only One), they are preoccupied with their boring lives, waiting for the next new game, new red box movie, sucking on a vapor cig while they watch porn on their new 5-10 gig radioactive samdung phone. WOW, some life eh? People, get ready for tomorrow, cause it's going to change on a dime.
And let's not forget, our military are dicking around in other countries doing the bidding of the power elite under false pretenses; disturbing the peace of many; killing and forcing our will or the will of another country on an unsuspecting people. The USA, is the street bully of the world.
We have been in the last days, the last time for more than 2000 years. And guess what? It's not going to get any better- No MATTER who's lives matter in your world.
My advice....................PRAY !
Chance favors the prepared mind, but God favors a repentant heart. Be prepared.....repent!
And stand in the company of those who follow Him.