missjem56
Poem Published
18th May 2023 10:34pm
18th May 2023 10:34pm
A Curs Curse
A victim of abuse
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th May 2023 10:34pm
18th May 2023 10:34pm
A Curs Curse
A victim of abuse
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th May 2023 10:34pm
18th May 2023 10:34pm
A Curs Curse
A victim of abuse
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
202 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
18th May 2023 10:34pm
18th May 2023 10:34pm
A Curs Curse
A victim of abuse
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
Many times
The recipient
Of violent crimes
Then in my catalogue
Ive now been bitten
By a rescue dog
It drew blood
That won't linger
As it bit me
On my index finger
I'll survive
And stay alive
And thrive
I can't report this cur
As the owner
Would not survive the slur
To which i concur
I cannot carry this responsibility
Within my head
That if i report this
The dog will end up dead
by Jemia
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
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Seed
Poem Published
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
Divine
The Lord, My Lord
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
#love
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#suffering
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Seed
Poem Published
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
Divine
The Lord, My Lord
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
#love
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#suffering
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Seed
Poem Published
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
Divine
The Lord, My Lord
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
#love
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#suffering
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Seed
Poem Published
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
Divine
The Lord, My Lord
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
#love
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#suffering
556 reads
0 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
25th Feb 2020 2:15pm
Divine
The Lord, My Lord
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
Gave me a poem
He commanded,
Pick up thy pen and write
Verily I say unto you
I will put my words in your mouth
I will give rhythm to your heart
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son
And began to write the words He gave me
"Peace . . . and Love. Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."
And when I had written these words
A smile came upon my face
For this is the poem of the life I live.
#love
#forgiveness
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#suffering
556 reads
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 6:45am
3rd Apr 2025 6:45am
Let’s Take Each Other To Hell One Last Time
I’ve always had a way
with the petrified and scared
despite the way my body pulses
aposematic signals
from the scarred knuckles and hulking frame
to the frown lines etched into my face
and I wonder if it’s
because of a sympathetic-nervous-system response
reminiscent of the times I hid in a closet and read books
my small boy body discoloured in the hue
of the beating I took
adrenaline still pounding through my trembling flesh
or if it was because I didn’t care if I got hurt ...
with the petrified and scared
despite the way my body pulses
aposematic signals
from the scarred knuckles and hulking frame
to the frown lines etched into my face
and I wonder if it’s
because of a sympathetic-nervous-system response
reminiscent of the times I hid in a closet and read books
my small boy body discoloured in the hue
of the beating I took
adrenaline still pounding through my trembling flesh
or if it was because I didn’t care if I got hurt ...
#beauty
#forgiveness
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5 Comments
Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 6:45am
3rd Apr 2025 6:45am
Let’s Take Each Other To Hell One Last Time
I’ve always had a way
with the petrified and scared
despite the way my body pulses
aposematic signals
from the scarred knuckles and hulking frame
to the frown lines etched into my face
and I wonder if it’s
because of a sympathetic-nervous-system response
reminiscent of the times I hid in a closet and read books
my small boy body discoloured in the hue
of the beating I took
adrenaline still pounding through my trembling flesh
or if it was because I didn’t care if I got hurt ...
with the petrified and scared
despite the way my body pulses
aposematic signals
from the scarred knuckles and hulking frame
to the frown lines etched into my face
and I wonder if it’s
because of a sympathetic-nervous-system response
reminiscent of the times I hid in a closet and read books
my small boy body discoloured in the hue
of the beating I took
adrenaline still pounding through my trembling flesh
or if it was because I didn’t care if I got hurt ...
#beauty
#forgiveness
130 reads
5 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 2:30pm
20th Jan 2025 2:30pm
Lit Candle
I held a candle lit
For you to follow
You came close in fear of it
Scared to reveal what’s in the shadow
You ran to the light
Blew it out
Diminishing the spark
No one can see who you are
In the dark
You shed lonely tears
Not wanting to be held
Condemning all who want to hold you
Sending them to hell
Striking a match to light the wick
See all the tears shed behind it
The light that is held is an illusion you know
No one can be this good not even the white is...
For you to follow
You came close in fear of it
Scared to reveal what’s in the shadow
You ran to the light
Blew it out
Diminishing the spark
No one can see who you are
In the dark
You shed lonely tears
Not wanting to be held
Condemning all who want to hold you
Sending them to hell
Striking a match to light the wick
See all the tears shed behind it
The light that is held is an illusion you know
No one can be this good not even the white is...
#forgiveness
#kindness
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