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Heatherjane
Heather jane
Heather jane
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:24pm
Yesterday 7:24pm
Midnight Meditation
I stand alone at the strike of midnight
I have four walls I call home
The artificial light proud above me
The clock on my left strikes all alone
The windows allow for their limited view
Doors locked tight against the worldly night
The box repeats the same old tune
Casting its line for another bite
I stand alone at the strike of midnight
Push down the four walls with my mind
The light above crashes around me
The clock no longer defines my time
The window pane has had its day
Doors lay waste to bridge my leave ...
I have four walls I call home
The artificial light proud above me
The clock on my left strikes all alone
The windows allow for their limited view
Doors locked tight against the worldly night
The box repeats the same old tune
Casting its line for another bite
I stand alone at the strike of midnight
Push down the four walls with my mind
The light above crashes around me
The clock no longer defines my time
The window pane has had its day
Doors lay waste to bridge my leave ...
#meditation
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1 Comment
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:33pm
Yesterday 12:33pm
Russian Attack Upon the USA Would Fulfill the RAPTURE
For at the Rapture all Christians around the world are supposed to be
"caught up" to heaven at the same time at the sounding of "the trumpet of God," right??
Well, at Russian attack on the big cities of the USA, 150 million Americans would be sucked up into the mushroom clouds, their souls departing this world together.
Since 2/3 are Christians, that means 100 million Christians would depart together. Thats much smaller than all Christians globally, I admit.
But its undeniable that the sounding of "the trumpet of God" would be fulfilled by the roar of the nuclear...
"caught up" to heaven at the same time at the sounding of "the trumpet of God," right??
Well, at Russian attack on the big cities of the USA, 150 million Americans would be sucked up into the mushroom clouds, their souls departing this world together.
Since 2/3 are Christians, that means 100 million Christians would depart together. Thats much smaller than all Christians globally, I admit.
But its undeniable that the sounding of "the trumpet of God" would be fulfilled by the roar of the nuclear...
#apocalypse
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cabcool
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 7:14pm
21st Mar 2019 7:14pm
worlds apart - 2
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Matthew 5:3-12
the outcasts
of this world
we were
the poor
in spirit
waiting to inherit
the Kingdom
of Heaven
§
the grieving
whom no
one comforted
§
the meek
robbed of earthly
Inheritance
the hungry
whom no one
fed ...
http://mydo.cx/MTc0OGMw
Matthew 5:3-12
the outcasts
of this world
we were
the poor
in spirit
waiting to inherit
the Kingdom
of Heaven
§
the grieving
whom no
one comforted
§
the meek
robbed of earthly
Inheritance
the hungry
whom no one
fed ...
#grief
#loneliness
#hope
#faith
#poverty
12 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 6:57pm
21st Mar 2019 6:57pm
worlds apart - 1
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[Isaiah 29:14; I Corinthians 1:19]
the rulers
of this world
they thought
themselves
powerful
but they shall fall
like grasshoppers
at the
reckoning
§
rich
but they
do not know
they are
poor
and wretched
§
secure
in royal robes
but the wind
shall clothe them
in rags
§
unconquerable
but they shall flee
like dogs
at the...
http://mydo.cx/YWFjMTI2
[Isaiah 29:14; I Corinthians 1:19]
the rulers
of this world
they thought
themselves
powerful
but they shall fall
like grasshoppers
at the
reckoning
§
rich
but they
do not know
they are
poor
and wretched
§
secure
in royal robes
but the wind
shall clothe them
in rags
§
unconquerable
but they shall flee
like dogs
at the...
#lust
#power
#money #greed
#money #greed
17 reads
3 Comments
theEgoEffect
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 6:20pm
21st Mar 2019 6:20pm
droplets
droplets in a squall
calm amidst empty uproars
no storm to weather
calm amidst empty uproars
no storm to weather
#rain
#peace
#spiritual
#haiku
#gratitude
51 reads
7 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 12:45pm
21st Mar 2019 12:45pm
Resonating With Passion
I feel her vibrate like a reed cut into a distant Clarinet crooning
Leaning into the Days and relaxing into the Nights
Her Heart searching for what her Soul cannot find
Dawn breaks often and still there is little light
The night is brighter with sparkling dancing shows
Drama played across a universe's window
Eyed longingly and achingly amidst clouded bustle
Her heart aches as her soul searches for peaceful afterglow
Time and space contrive to bring solace to a misplanted Rose
Dug maybe too deep into metropolitan...
Leaning into the Days and relaxing into the Nights
Her Heart searching for what her Soul cannot find
Dawn breaks often and still there is little light
The night is brighter with sparkling dancing shows
Drama played across a universe's window
Eyed longingly and achingly amidst clouded bustle
Her heart aches as her soul searches for peaceful afterglow
Time and space contrive to bring solace to a misplanted Rose
Dug maybe too deep into metropolitan...
#love
#LifeStruggles
28 reads
4 Comments
audioharleea
U. G. Rose
U. G. Rose
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 11:10am
21st Mar 2019 11:10am
Fingers of Fate
As the equinox churns
Karmic pages Akasha turns
All that can be done
Is stand in grace
Poised in faith
As the fingers of fate have their way
Rearrange the visions
And usher me into an old wisdom
Guide me to a new age
Karmic pages Akasha turns
All that can be done
Is stand in grace
Poised in faith
As the fingers of fate have their way
Rearrange the visions
And usher me into an old wisdom
Guide me to a new age
#love
#faith
#fate #LifeChangingMoment
#fate #LifeChangingMoment
40 reads
5 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 11:04am
21st Mar 2019 11:04am
Daniel 9.27 - What Is It Talking About
Some people are thinking/talking about 2021 as the year of the Rapture/TRIB(start of).
They take 1948 (return of Israel) then you add 80 years (Psalms 90.10)= 2028. Then subtract 7 = 2021.
But that WHOLE IDEA of 7 years for the TRIB is BOGUS !!
Why do i say that?? I did a video on the length of TRIB = 5 months(Revelation 9.5,10).
But i need to do more such.
For now let me just say Dan 9.27 is NOT about endtime!!
It follows 9.26 about slaying of Messiah. So, logically, the curses of Deuteronomy 28 should follow in Dan 9.27.
For on one level that execution...
They take 1948 (return of Israel) then you add 80 years (Psalms 90.10)= 2028. Then subtract 7 = 2021.
But that WHOLE IDEA of 7 years for the TRIB is BOGUS !!
Why do i say that?? I did a video on the length of TRIB = 5 months(Revelation 9.5,10).
But i need to do more such.
For now let me just say Dan 9.27 is NOT about endtime!!
It follows 9.26 about slaying of Messiah. So, logically, the curses of Deuteronomy 28 should follow in Dan 9.27.
For on one level that execution...
#hope
#redemption
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SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 2:59am
21st Mar 2019 2:59am
TRAVELING THROUGH TIME AND SPACE WITH YOU
We think the same words
right now! (though at different times
and different places)
right now! (though at different times
and different places)
#PowerOfWords
#senryu
#mystery
21 reads
10 Comments
Kexby
Poem Published
20th Mar 2019 9:55am
20th Mar 2019 9:55am
Emmaus
Am I my brother's keeper ?
the answer must be yes
all should ask . . .
all should answer yes.
There is no other way to
seek a world worthwhile.
The journey may be long,
time a little more,
but on the way enjoy the view;
perchance to dream,
ay there's the rub.
Walk the way to Emmaus,
eyes and heart wide open
prepared to stop and wait.
the answer must be yes
all should ask . . .
all should answer yes.
There is no other way to
seek a world worthwhile.
The journey may be long,
time a little more,
but on the way enjoy the view;
perchance to dream,
ay there's the rub.
Walk the way to Emmaus,
eyes and heart wide open
prepared to stop and wait.
#angels
19 reads
2 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
20th Mar 2019 7:38am
20th Mar 2019 7:38am
Re-Birth Of A Goddess
I could feel her power rising ...
Root to Sacral and blossoming lotus flower
I hear her breathing in the universe flowing through
filling her melding healing and empowering
Blue and Red swirls mixing melting together with rising power
The God and Goddess within forming that sacred union
Enhancing her ... molding her ... shaping her ... lovely being
Rearranging through idea and concept to allow more light in and through
Bright golden sunbeams shine out of her Chakras alight from within
A sacred moment to behold an...
Root to Sacral and blossoming lotus flower
I hear her breathing in the universe flowing through
filling her melding healing and empowering
Blue and Red swirls mixing melting together with rising power
The God and Goddess within forming that sacred union
Enhancing her ... molding her ... shaping her ... lovely being
Rearranging through idea and concept to allow more light in and through
Bright golden sunbeams shine out of her Chakras alight from within
A sacred moment to behold an...
#love
#healing
32 reads
2 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
19th Mar 2019 6:11am
19th Mar 2019 6:11am
Oh thy grooveless heart
Just reductive jamming hoity-toity fuddyness
The poesy la-di-das blissful deconstructionist
Always unclear in a novelistic shine of parody
Train stolid crash of melodramatic insincerity,
They cycle back slick on the air wit so stylized
By yore time made to cause allegory unwind
A wiz, as symbolist windings pseudo poeting
Such effrontery to tell fortuitous highfaluting,
The intellected obscurity inherently contrary
With a partial farce as their sendup mockery
A hylic pastiche, burlesque from travesty skit
Their...
The poesy la-di-das blissful deconstructionist
Always unclear in a novelistic shine of parody
Train stolid crash of melodramatic insincerity,
They cycle back slick on the air wit so stylized
By yore time made to cause allegory unwind
A wiz, as symbolist windings pseudo poeting
Such effrontery to tell fortuitous highfaluting,
The intellected obscurity inherently contrary
With a partial farce as their sendup mockery
A hylic pastiche, burlesque from travesty skit
Their...
#dark
#conflict
#shadows
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2 Comments
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