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I just can't stay off. Lol. It feels good to know you are reading. I have so much bottled up inside. It's like I am fountain pen, ready to spill the ink. Its just plain amazing to know you are reading. I hope my poetry can inspire you, make you think and make you want to dig in for meaning, and cause you to ask deeper questions. Is there something to words on the page? Whats the deeper inspiration behind it all? Is is hurt? Is it a life changing experience? Is is left over pizza?
I can assure you its not Pizza or any food.
Its just God.
I am not a 5 percenter running around call all my friends God or god.
Yes I was created in the image of God but I am human. I make mistakes and I am not perfect.
I hope the sum total of my poetry will reveal flashes of Jesus, biblical excerpts wrapped up in figures of speech and prose and even short story style. My poems range from short to medium in length and covers a wide spectrum of ideas and topics.
My first 4 Poetry Books were biblical in nature and approach. My latest, Dark Times is not that direct. It still tells the story and stays true in a biblical foundation.
You might not be very churchy or have a biblical foundation but I sure there is something for you to enjoy.
Stay tuned so you can get one of these poems each week. Same time same place.


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Here is poem 2, called They threw us. If you can throw your support around this poem by commenting or sharing I would appreciate it. They threw us They threw us in here, oh what a thing. They threw us in here because we would not sing, No singing no dancing and most of all no worship.  He thinks he is God But we know who we worship. We know who we worship.  `Not someone who breathes and dies just like everyone He said I give you one more time Get ready when you hear the song Get on your knees and cry to the mighty one. My God will rescue us we are not afraid of this dangerous fire you heat seven times If He never saves us  And nothing ever becomes Be it known our consent is we won’t bow We won't bow  We won't bow  We won't bow. So keep it in your mind Don't you waste your time No one needs  No, no one needs to speak  No not for us We have already spoken.
Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check! Ahem. If you have been reading this blog so far. I want to thank you and if this is your first blog, Happy New Year!!! Now let’s begin a new year with new ideas new poetry series.  We will continue with the same format, or we might change it!  If you have ideas that you would like to see being expressed, please let me know. I want to state that this a family-friendly blog. The subject matter posted will be moderated. I will screen the subject matter posted before writing any poetry. That being said, let’s write!

Tis the seasong to be jolly

Jolly is what ole Nick is again tonight Molly played ole tunes so bright She places the cookie on the table with the milk Mixed it so well it flowed like silk. "Oh." said the elves all standing tall upon the shelves and beside the ball.  Next to the stairs beside the two pears you'll find Santa sipin' his nog and eating right there Cried Grandpa "Santa was up  all  night, prancing around will give you a fright"       look left that's a shiny new penny Quick check your stocking make sure it not empty If it is, then stock up on plenty. ..gifts that is.  Santa, Santa don't be Blue Try this melt made just for you Santa' Santa bakers man Try this, try it, gingerbread man. Santa, Santa don't be blue Try this. Try this brew for you! Good day St. Nick.