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TOTHE VINING CHILDREN...VIBING

CATEGORY

just different

(Apropos Of A Scriptural Inspiration)

Let us be as the Vines

Of The Gardener:-

Let us who are pruned

With love and awareness,

Have branches sharing fruits

Of Truth, Peace, and Love:-

Indeed, may our branches

Never be void

Of His Divine Wisdom’s Guidance;

For we are Poets of the Tree Of Life–

Rooted, Trunked, Branched, Leaved,

And Fruited with the Liberated Word:-

As chosen vines of His love,

Let us continue vibing fruiting

Awareness, inspiration, guidance,

And peace and love

To the seeds germinating

In the fertile soil

Of The Ground Of Poetry Vibe

And its Onederful Oneness

In its Onement

In our blessed Poetic Garden

Of Divine Liberation.

~: To today…Since 1942…

(Time waxes; life wanes)

ONE. PEACE AND LOVE.

TO THE VINING CHILDREN…VIBING…

(Apropos Of A Scriptural Inspiration)

Let us be as the Vines

Of The Gardener:-

Let us who has been pruned

With love and awareness,

Have branches sharing fruits

Of Truth, Peace, and Love:-

Indeed, may our branches

Never be void

Of His Divine Wisdom’s Guidance;

For we are Poets of the Tree Of Life–

Rooted, Trunked, Branched, Leaved,

And Fruited with the Liberated Word:-

As chosen vines of His love,

Let us continue vibing fruiting

Awareness, inspiration, guidance,

And peace and love

To the seeds germinating

In the fertile soil

Of The Ground Of Poetry Vibe

And its Onederful Oneness

In its Onement

In our blessed Poetic Garden

Of Divine Liberation.

~: To today…Since 1942…

(Time waxes; life wanes)

ONE. PEACE AND LOVE.

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		mlowe5 says: TO GOD BE THE GLORY. ONE. PEACE AND LOVE. poems by this commentor NATURE'S AWARENESS... BLOOD TEARS CRY THE BELOVED CONTINENT

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY mlowe5

MORE MOCKERY...

Gender equity,

Void in a democracy,

Shows its mockery:-

COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY

When your mind

the cocoon

of your spirit

releases

let the rhythmic wings

of your being

soar you

streamlining

the airways of life

with your essence

of healing words

of graceful liberation

to those cosmic beings

in the universe of life

awaiting their hydrating

oxidation of the onederful

onement of the oneness of

your onedering peace and love:-

SOAKED AND WET...+

Rain flowed down today,

Leaving my soul soaked and wet:

Blessed with healing grace:-

FORGET...???

Some things

you do not forget.

Tried to forget

to go to sleep once;

Tried to forget

to pee once;

Thought I forgot

to breathe once:-

TO THE PARTY OF THE POOR

Stop begging momey,

The vote wins the election;

Just beg fo votes:-

Our votes are priceless,

More powerful than gold;

And more respected:-

Poor and homeless vote,

Selecting who they feel cares:

Go focus on this!

UPWARD AND ONWARD... (ANOTHER MLOKU)

Gradually the stars and the full moon decided

to move onward,

And the golden dawn appeared with the bright sun

rising into daylight;

Blessed to be perpendicular, in labors of love, I

went forward:-i

GERMINATING GRASS

Green

Grass

Glowing

Gracefully growing

God’s great greeting Glory

VOTER AWARENESS AND POLITICAL WINDS...

As the American

Political world turns

Its winds of change

Are blowig with

An enormous increase

In voter pressure:-

To determine

The direction

In which these winds blow

Ironically the political

Pressure gradient force

Of the political parties

Seems to be focused

On money rather than

Political ideology:-

Thus let us ever

Be mindful that it is

Our Vote That Is The Sun

In the political forces

Determining the directions

In Which political winds blow:-

MEDALS OF LIBERTY

If Liberation was deemed

To be Gold,

The Emancipation must

Have been Silver,

With Desegregation being

Considered Bronze;

And this Crap going on today,

Must be Rusted Tin:-

FIRST PLACE

The finish line waits;

Be the first crossing over---

Labors of love done.