Rhyme Time

To many times 
I find I am blind

Trying to write it all down
As I open my eyes 

to the surprise something always comes around
Telling me not to be a critic to my thoughts

but, keep it flowing 
A poet hidden on the inside growing 

with every note as I devote and decide
The lines at times I wrote with pride 

and ego sharing a fare as they ride along 
I write the song that's there forgiving while living 

Letting go of anger and a life without strife 
Alive without any danger to write what I like

Despite negativity to blame as I became 
creative and remain in a world hurled in words

heard in dreams without a mental block
Or writing with the means 

to have a right to write and never be heard
As I am able to say what I say in so many words 

sitting with my head down concentrating 
on the never ending battle of contemplating 

what is in my soul as I lose control
The words I am dealing with are feeling rather bold

From the start it is in the heart
Mending a fate while I am on the brink

Of discovering what thoughts link
Together and forever suffering in pain

As I bring along in a song
A love for us to remain

Bringing melody and singing as a fact
Harmony to free the charm in these potential acts 

of love longing in the song as I wait for my fate 
to belong and sing along and state in rhyme 

all the time the lines chime in rhythm
Like a date to anticipate what my mind envisions

Peace of Mind

How is war attractive?
With blood and gore and active
Soldiers causing killing
As well as bombs spilling out of planes
And war ships maiming
With orders to rip their hearts out
Clip their wings
Making war instead of other things
Like love above the cruelty
To shove our minds into fooling
Around with weapons
And going around teaching lessons
When you are a student of massacre?
It isn't rude, it is absurd!
To take a gun and say it is won
By making one lose a life
To bend a knee and allow an enemy 
To die in a fight
When we could light a bulb
Instead of a fuse
With the idea we can not refuse
Not an offering of surrender
But stopping the suffering rendered
When the fighting does not enlighten
It only incites and frightens
Losing the insight that enlightens and decides
Peace should not at least entice them
To please both sides and enable 
Leaving peace on the table
Enabling the world to turn
And the words to discern
That peace is a price we pay
When war is a slice to slay
We must be nice and display
A better way than murder in furvor
We must trust our intelligence and further
Thrust out the rebellion against 
Peace of mind
Increasing when we find
An opportunity in the day
When men and women can certainly say
War is no longer attractive and scores are
Not what wins the satisfaction
Of all the games
In the world
Especially when they involve the lives
Of boys and girls
We have to give humanity a chance
To survive the insanity
In advance
Before the destruction
And dysfunction of the political
Corruption
With a mass of truth to outclass
The fast pursuits in wars demonic ways
And counter the wars with more melodic days
In where we sing the true words 
And bring the truth towards
A harmony
The storm honoring the rain
Disarming the conflict
With a charming gain
And a constant rhythm
Of decision to secure
Loves precision
And the pure
Not to pursue misery
But endure beyond the tour of duty
And the disarray of peace
Not to miss the rays of these
Lights as we fight for the rights
We delight in
As I say again, how is war attractive
My friend
When we know it is more reactive
To begin than to try and die to end them

Nothing Is Impossible

Dream of a place where rivers are gold
Redeemed by grace delivering your soul

Never let the devil take control and doubt
Forever in the rebelling of your eventual shouts

Of praise to the days we are always with Him
Pleasing His easy ways and within

The heart we can start to see nothing's impossible
By His side as we decide the love is responsible

For the future of our nurturing Father in heaven
To secure our curiosity we are given

To hold on to the light and praise no matter what
They do to our enlightened ways of trust

They can tell us we are jealous
They can conjure up notions

Of why we are like the good with devotion
And not like the rest who are just for the pleasure

Unlike the righteous with kindness and treasures
Of love above the pressures of the world

And the stuff it takes to endeavor the words
To say the understanding is landing in ruin

Of persecution and all the illusions
The world perceives as free from the burden

When actually the world is seeing for certain
Strength in our character that there is in our caring

And staying fair and reverent in sharing
And not to be proud when allowing our following

To make us endowed to the crowd of swallowing
A future beyond the world and destruction

Securing the words with persecution and instruction
From God to applaud His faithful and His peace

And not be afraid of the table we feast
When we journey to the yearning and silence

The critics who burn in the furnace
Without Jesus within it

As for us 
We are thrust

Into a troubling time
When doubt is allowed

To run rampant as crime
And the temptation of frustration to let it all go

Is the power of the world and the patented throws
Of punishment we admonish to the hearts 

Of all men and take heart to start a departure
From them feeling the strength of 

A thousand times ten
And forget the consequences rendered in sin

By the grace of the chase 
We face the example of Jesus 

In our praises and His ample 
Encouragement to please Him 

And the pure intent of riches meant
With wealth telling of the enrichment sent

When all seems lost and the cost is great
We keep our arms open an calmly embrace

The responsibility of willingness to pursue
The possibility of fulfilling His Will and truth

Therapy

Thinking of something to say

Tomorrow, better than today

Procrastinating forever and always

Without words to portray

How I feel when

The rubber hits the road

To make it real I have to know

What are my goals

A deal's a deal, so I'll let you know

Mistakes are the aches of the past

Delaying the future in being glad

When today is all we have to have


To make us feel happy or sad

My soul is tortured in the prime of my life

My goal is for your smile and time to survive

And make love real above the pain

To take enough of who I am and make 

Me feel sane for the reality is frailty

And the vision not so clear

To define the final ailment to steer

Away from today and open up the skies

To the color of blue and cope with surprise

To the day for the way the rain disappears

And a bow of color rains down on me here

To say the way I feel for to heal the rain and pain

And misfortune still on my mind as I am blind

Without you to have and tell me true

My mind can laugh and still fulfill the promises

Of making fantasy a reality as honest as a false 

Belief to achieve the truth from all the grief 

I deceptively prove to you as a true confidant

My beginnings are with two and often not

Just myself to rid the red

Making it blue for us instead

Lord

Can you hear me calling out to You?
With my arms stretched out wanting to be true
Like an angel cries out for a pair of wings
Like a stage requires ability to sing the song
Of the century
The only wrong is memory
And life is loved and living believes
In something more than religion brings
We have the word of God
To transcend the truth heard
In us all to offend all who pursue
Their own desires in the fires of fault
Without redemption the lust in us all
Makes it hard to love true as You
But this love from above 
Proves we too can refuse
Temptation through His Grace and Mercy
Whether it be a new issue or a place 
To never be thirsty
Is a place where we will meet in the heavens
of love thinking and feeling your place above
Sitting next to our Father 
Our God
A place we face our deeds that offer love
Beyond guilt the world will create
If we only feel we can meditate on your face
And see the kindness in your eyes
A better kind of empathy in mind
A true devotion to do righteously
With a prayer and the notion we are fighting
Unnecessarily 
When the fight rightly was fought again
By His Grace to express righteousness to win
The battle of all the world
With His kindness and patience
The invitation is Yours
To ask us to reach out and take hold of peace
As He treasures our love to behold 
What will please Him in the hope
And be winning the race
To endure the pure and be saved by His Grace

Heaven

Going to a place
we congregate

And drink fine wines
and feast on eternity

A path to a person 
known for His own

Passion that happens
to be shown

By our own reasons
for believing

Is a pleasing 
and relieving way to say

God is our being true 
to endure the name

Of the man nailed to the cross
betrayed by the stand He took 

When He shook the foundations 
of our flaws

Forgiving the living and giving us 
a cause to keep on going knowing

The price He paid 
is the same price we suffice

As we are as nice as He displayed
Our reward toward a simple place

An escape to paradise
to be our little safe congregation

In the folds of the universe
by His grace

We embrace the soul
to traverse the cosmos

As we possibly can know 
how divinity feels

It is knowing when showing and 
witnessing the appeal

To Jesus
our pleasing and believing in man

Knowing He is showing and releasing 
our stand to doubt what He is all about

Losing our hope for eternity
is certainly choosing to cope

In this world where we are hurled
over the coals of wonder

Hearing His words assure our souls role
Like the thunder

True Blue

Captivated by reasons unknown
Pen to paper without treason to a poem
Realizing it is me who needs relief
From pain to name what became a 
bleeding of belief
I can be a man
and understand
the purpose to living
In such a complicated
person giving
Everything He can
from the very beginning
Putting the soul on a roll
for the sole purpose for winning
The heart with art and creativity
as I start to impart the reasons for getting
All the words heard in a poem to take me home
To a place embraced alone and then known
To say why I play the song to sing
It is a melody swelling and telling everything
From the color of the rainbow to 
the skies blue as you are true
To find the kind of person inside
Like love for You

standing like a tree

As I grow from seed
to sapling
The winds are strong
grappling me
To stay planted
and proud
Then the years wear
the rings to the crowd
As I bend and shroud
my secrets with
my branches
Casting shadows
with regrets
The trees that were
my friends all
became my chances
As I grew stronger
than they
Like an oak rooted
deep I did not sway
And became a solitary man
Standing like a tree
to understand
every ring in my growth
And every branch
on my bough
As the winds do not shake me
How I am an oak
Strong and mighty
Through the years
I am rightly
standing taller than the rest
As I firmly fall with the best

Poker Joker

You have a couple of hooks
And I got cowboys
With another hand 
there is another look
to wow you as I enjoy
a couple of sailboats
As you are dealt some crabs
For both of these hands I beat
To retreat and grab the stash
as I ran with weapons of mass
destruction, bullets, AKA
Aces
as you are dealt a couple of ladies
which are weak 
even though they have faces
Pairs are there if you care to share
or you can muck and try lately
The object of the game 
is to secure all the chips
and have no sugar on the table
for safety
As the hands understand
there will be a flop
and a turn to discern
if you fold, or not
If you get lucky
You will see a fourth street
And take a gamble on Fifth Ave.
If you are really lucky you 
will have a river card as 
it will deliver the flush as 
you have to call all those
who dare to raise
amazed at your hearts
They beat a straight
as you hesitate
For the boat will always take part
and sink the straight as well as
the way the flush is on the river
Quads are at odds 
with a royal flush
As your chips will
will be given to the winner

Playing the Arts

The magic is to have it 
play in your head
When the music is your muse
and true wisdom is said
Into the microphone as you're home 
to a couple of guitars
Playing to the sound you've found 
while displaying the arts
To rock and roll 
as they go on with the strong beat
One is a bass as the other escapes 
into the rhythm as you meet
In the room to resume 
the way the drummer rolls 
the cymbal being nimble 
humming in your soul
Capturing the rapture
As you are fast for your backyard band 
where you hear the playing 
all the time swaying 
In the way you carefully stand 
Holding the mic as you like and start to sing these words
La, la, la, ...la, la, it is the way the song is heard
you have always swallowed 
every word as you've dream t     
In the night alone 
Better get ready as the crowd rocks steady
Because they are not leaving for home
For they've found what they came for
To see the band play on stage
It is part of the scene to play hard and scream
When they lean forward engaged
My friend the end is not to pretend
The way into the heart
It is to descend from your end
and stay with playing the arts