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 Jul 2 17, 20:25
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 Ornate Oracle  Posts: 19,923 Joined: 2-August 03 From: Southwest New Jersey, USA Member No.: 6 Real Name: Daniel J Ricketts, Sr. Writer of: Poetry Referred By:Lori  |
To Meet With God
To meet with God in worship, I bow down to lift my voice and cry out, Holy Lord... I know Your rod of justice humbles me, who's flawed. Your grace is in the morning sky. I need Your Word so I'll apply it to my heart and to You fly with friends who meet, though we're too blah'd to meet with God. I say, Hello and do not lie, I'm glad to see you! But I sigh, I need some quiet to be awed... a moment just to rest my bod. I've mostly come here to draw nigh to meet with God. © MLeeDickensson 02 July 2017 during a sermon on Worship in church ·······  ·······Slow down; things will go faster!
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Jul 25 17, 00:56
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 Ornate Oracle  Posts: 10,013 Joined: 27-August 04 From: Bariloche, Argentine Patagonia Member No.: 78 Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan Writer of: Poetry & Prose Referred By:David Ting |
Hi Daniel,
Great use of the rondeau form. And yes, I also like your use of street language. Makes it more genuine and entertaining. You're good at that. I don't think I could manage it properly due to the fact that I was taught English formerly in a bilingual school. My parents always spoke to me in English. Nowadays I hardly speak English at all, except sometimes to my daughter. Nice saying Hello to God, though I don't expect you actually see him! That would imply a vision. The nearest I get to "seeing God", is when I meditate and focus on my inner or third eye, which lies in the middle of my lower forehead. It comes and goes, and is never the same. A pleasure to visit you here. Been a long time. Will return to read Larry's poems, must be off to bed now. Best, Syl***  ······· ·······Mis temas favoritos
The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you. "There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction." Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! MM Award Winner       |
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Ali zonak QUOTE (JustDaniel @ Jul 2 17, 21:25 ) To ... Jul 3 17, 07:32 JustDaniel Thank you for your thoughtful visit, Ali.
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