Satish Verma, 5 april 2014
I say to myself, why did not you learn
the ways of life?
The chariot blew up in your face.
Blueberry, blueberry –
they bloom in dark.
How difficult it was to stay normal
human being and speak your lines
carefully.
I will pull my hearse one day
unspoken, unseen.
This mirror has no more trappings.
It is reverted into original glare.
Hang your boots, it says.
I say I am a lobster
in a water tank,
listening to waves;
ready to be boiled,
when idol wants to eat.
Satish Verma
Veronica chamaedrys L, 4 april 2014
gdzieś w głębi domu ukrainka anna śpiewa wesołą dumkę o starości
w kuchni ciemno pusto zimno w stajni kare konie rzeźbią rżeniem
ciszę wiosennego wieczoru z trudem wspinam się po stopniach
strome drewniane schody trzeszczą pod naporem niepokoju
zaglądam do sypialni przez dziurkę od klucza zwykle trwał film
dla dorosłych telewizor milczy płomień świecy drży na ekranie
przybywam by zamknąć drzwi za dzieciństwem mocuję się
szarpię stare i nienaoliwione płaczą z bezsilności wyrzucasz
że nie myślę o bezłzawych z natury chwytam zimną dłoń
przyciskam do ust przekazując gorączkę proszę o jeszcze jeden
spacer nad wodospad wilczki do kościółka na górze iglicznej
milczysz skrzypce rzewnie łkają krople tańczą na policzkach
biegnę teraz już mogę nikt nie śledzi prócz zielonych oczu
jałowców wśród korzeni i gałęzi drzew domki miłości
przycupnęły obok siebie niczym jaś z małgosią przed laty
wieczne sieroty odurzone ciepłem tamtego mleka
Gert Strydom, 4 april 2014
Near Heidelberg there is a piece of farmland
where as a child I did find tranquility
and from all kinds of obligations felt free
when the perils of life I did not understand
and in the open veldt mind chains are gone,
when there is only the sky and hillocks of solid stone.
In towns and cities I have spend many days,
have felt the meaninglessness of what life is,
a loving woman's bliss
and have experienced people and their weird despairing ways
and at a time life did simple seem
but the entire world changed
and my own life was rearranged
and from the choices of youth I cannot myself redeem
but at the stream on the farmland weavers are twittering
and no one else does there go
or perhaps of this place do know
and in the silence there I find something
that brings a kind of peace to the heart.
Satish Verma, 4 april 2014
Days are crisp,
nights chilled.
A lake of fluid fire, under the clouds,
prepares for a virgin assault.
I do not thaw the frozen hurts,
respect the disguise of the old lover.
Hearing my own voice from a distance? I
stand by the shore,
discover my lost home,
become a valley of sphinxes.
And the wetland kicks the pain
of earth to break into insanity of scars.
Satish Verma
Joe Breunig, 3 april 2014
The ‘Be happy attitudes’ uttered by Christ,
demonstrate a mindset that we need to embrace.
Hungering after God’s divine righteousness,
gives us comfort in His covering of grace.
Be dependent on God, for bearing good fruit;
know that it’s still wonderful to be blessed.
Everyone is important, since we’re His children;
unfortunately, not all will pass the sacred test…
of walking in the principles of God’s love.
Despite our status in life, self-accountability
of how we treat others around us clearly exhibits
the level of our own spiritual responsibility.
Reaching a state of supreme happiness and gratitude,
may be more easily achieved from knowing the Beatitudes.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Matt 5:1-16
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Gert Strydom, 3 april 2014
Dim but profound in haziness lies
the greater world beyond the scope of eyes
and in every dream and every thought
we aim at what in our own imaging we ought
as children striving for the greater good
without our longings and yearnings being understood
we live and learn in many ways
in our handful of allotted days
to view that which for a time remains uncertain
until the moment of our life’s last curtain
and yet somehow somewhere we find the magic of love,
stand at the edge of something that no one can remove
and like mere children we have fun
in the few days allotted to us under the sun.
Satish Verma, 3 april 2014
After breach in tolerance
one peeled truth becomes incendiary.
Afraid of the known:
pitched against
unknown.
Dying young with stiff upper lip,
the grief,
was not curtained enough.
The malignant spread,
refused to retract a name from the epitaph.
Greed overtook
by calculation,
powerful thrust to run the winds,
the virgin grass will not surrender.
Lethal on the move, a humble shout
was nearer to god.
Satish Verma
Bob Gotti, 2 april 2014
Trusting, obeying and acting for us, are vital needs to follow Jesus,
Trusting God with this very life, as we follow our Lord, Jesus Christ,
Obeying the living Word of God, as Christ leads, with staff and rod,
Acting upon our belief and faith, while guided by His Spirit of Grace.
Trusting the Lord in all that He does, as believers, is essential for us;
We must trust God, day to day, through whatever He brings our way,
While God works out His larger Plan, to reach the heart of each man;
Trusting Christ in all that we do, as God Himself shall see us through.
Obeying God daily, through His Word, He will see that all have heard,
The Glorious Gospel of Jesus Christ, as He sows His Truth in our life,
Through obedience to God’s Son, God will use us to reach everyone,
With the Truth of God’s Salvation, as we preach Truth to every nation.
Acting on our Faith for The Lord, The Holy Spirit must not be ignored,
For The Spirit is the Power of God, as we witness on this earthly sod,
Reaching out to the end of the earth, sharing with men a second birth,
Acting on our faith to reach all men, that they too, can be Born Again.
We trust in The Lord over all, Who rules over all men, great and small,
Obeying the One, Who died for us, our Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus,
As we act on God’s Word in our life, to be for Christ a living sacrifice,
To bring to every man and nation, the Good News of God’s Salvation.
(Copyright ©01/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 2 april 2014
I do not need any external relief, I just need to live out my belief,
Belief that goes beyond salvation, as I lean on God’s Revelation,
While things change and surely will, I need to let my heart be still,
Knowing my Lord is God over all, ordering events, big and small.
I know not what’s down the road, but, alone I don’t carry the load,
Following God, the burden’s light, even through the darkest night,
Never knowing what may be ahead, I depend on my Lord instead,
Who, through His Word is my guide, walking faithfully at my side.
The faith that I have in Jesus Christ, not only gives me eternal life,
For along with that blessed hope, God gives me strength to cope,
With unwanted trials that appear, on my earthly journey down here,
And with my eyes upon The Lord, plenty of grace, God will afford.
My friend, as I live out my faith, God provides me sufficient grace,
As my Lord leads me in this life, He comforts me in times of strife,
Upholding me in the deepest grief, as I firmly hold close my belief,
Not just my faith, but Jesus Christ, who had paid the ultimate price.
God’s Word lights my path each day, as I journey life’s narrow way,
With His Word hidden in my heart, God’s Truth each day has a part,
Directing each and every thought, as His Truth in my life is wrought,
Placing me on a Firm Foundation, through my faith in His Salvation.
(Copyright ©01/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 2 april 2014
The greatest gift to all the world, was from God for man to herald,
His Gift came in Incarnate Deity; The Word was flesh for all to see,
It was God’s Son, Christ Jesus, who was given by Him to all of us,
The Gift of Salvation given to all, to redeem man from Adam’s fall.
The Gift, who was the Great I AM, born a baby, to be God’s Lamb,
Coming to pay the ultimate price, as a baby to become a sacrifice,
As a man, Christ was put on a path, to receive for us, eternal wrath,
Upon a cross, at Mount Calvary, to bring Salvation, to you and me.
The Gift was sent through Israel, as He came to do His Father’s will,
By The Father, He was sent to them, in that little town of Bethlehem,
To the House of Bread He was to be, Bread of Life for you and me,
From above came The Bread of Life, God’s Only Son, Jesus Christ.
Well pleasing in the eyes of God, to shepherd us with staff and rod,
Leading hearts of men from Calvary, to New Life with God Eternally,
New life that begins on the earth, born from above, by second birth,
A spiritual birth provided by Grace, when His Gift you truly embrace.
He saves His people from their sin, and in our hearts, He lives within,
As Emmanuel, now God is with us, through the Spirit of Christ Jesus.
From the very moment we believed, and the Gift of God we received,
With His Spirit as our guarantee, we’ll live with Christ through Eternity.
(Copyright ©01/2011 Bob Gotti)
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