Charles2
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life
What if...
the only deciding factor
after life,
to distinguish souls yours and mine
from all the rest
falling through the sorting machines
of timespace
a
determination
to be made through
eternity
...whether your soul flew
to a happy place
of
gratitude
or flew beyond sight
to the world
of darkness and depair
was
attitude
C2
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Charles2
Evil-NomixImagine 365 tv monitors in a large room Each one tuned to different stations volume turned up to the sky spreading the news Or Is it Just more of the daily Blues Cain and Abel stories magnified In every dimension Chock Full of evil rising And All Hell breaking loose Trying crack-baby hard Not to mention The Not-Christian Right is getting uptight Because Nazis and Terrorists are joining their cause Cause UGlyis beautiful... cloaked in the smoke that ensues
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MankindDeaf? Dumb? Blind? What? Who?Yours? Mine? The Good! The Bad! The Butcher The Baker The Giver The Taker The SmokerThe Joker We Come We Go as we Express our spirits Characteristics With our Bodies and Minds Running like a river Until we reach the ocean of life When we run out of Time C2
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Soul free
The very idea that you would be Forbidden
to know your history to read for yourself
How to plant the seed of a history you might use
to reconstruct an identity before the creator
that you might be enabled to take the necessary steps
to take you from the first to the next
To learn about every war we may ever hope to win
We must find our strength we must know our enemy
every battle ... |
Spiritual
Holding on by means Exceeding my most extreme power limits i soon realize… There’s no disgrace Calling to a higher power than i alone To state my case… Whenever i need to reinforce My real or imagined strength Beyond my limited ability To meet the tasks i am called to undertake To resist demonic forces at hand When i must bend before i break Taken to the place i must make my stand And pray with whatever wisdom i may find At the very moment i am called upon To act upon what challenges Stand before me As i sta... |
The Watchful (Revised)Not sure from blessed life in the garden To lost hope and an inability to speak Perhaps, someone trusted with the gift got cast adrift Lost faith and went astray, perhaps laid down with swine, Abandoning all contact with the most high And the blessed state of being which had existed Got corrupted/Left us… as adversaries As our willingness to understand … Mistakes, became … Lost confid... |
Synergistic(Revisited)With Love Emotion Bonds stronger than Soul-seeking Rather than surrender Finding alternative While remaining true Bending time As Moses parting the Red Sea Counting each our many blessings Never thinking twice Playing the role from low places Until the tests of time Faster than their pencils to circumvent composite truth Even greater than erasers Bend space Faster |
Heavens Kiss
A sidewards glance, as if A drop of water Caught between tides While eddies within currents impel energies to oceans like sailing ships beyond seismic drift ever beyonder To Dance stars to life To spontaneously ignite Inducing Life through which we as of herds of camels through the eye seek answers Not yet asked As if Tasked much deeper It takes more to ascend As extensions Like the wind th... |
Tin roofMusical tap dance rains falling striking the roof top
i kind of like it (Hope it never stops)
old southern ways, hard and strong people who knew right from wrong
Way back, good old yesterdays people stuck together
when a persons word was their bond
because your reputation made your character stand for you
from the cradle to the grave the same folks everybody knew
word got around about what was what and who was who ... |
Negative confluence
Loose thoughts gathered... accusations plied Into weapons off words cast in clouds of suspicion
Meaningless inferences false pretenses
Repeating attempts to color the targets In a gooey mess of endless speculation
With increasingly pointed ties
To criminal passions piked liberally with gratuitous violence (Once critical mass has been achieved) Demeaning their culture/influence As primitive ... |
A Mothers loveA mothers love is home based
Every child who knows that familiar friendly face Providing a warmth and cuddle spot Bursting with naturally inspired sustenance With smooth curves and that soft loving voice The one who rocked us all into being By the Creators grace... And taught us all there is to know About planting the seed … in the right place To be about love
C2
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