TREASURE CHEST

TREASURE CHEST

I used to have a treasure chest with silver, diamonds and gold
Garnets, pearls, rubies, emeralds, beauty to behold
Glittering, shinny, full of jewels, security I would know
I held on tight with all my might a soul I would not show

Security it promised me alluring and addictive
Open the chest and I could rest poverty was restricted
These treasures I did not gain alone a partner was included
Yet life swept in and crumbled him he bowed out and excluded

The valuables of wealth and worth possessions that were rare
The world confirmed my treasure chest, not many could compare
So happily my outside gleamed with falsity so common
The family crest with name confessed tattooed it with our omen

Perceived as good but not for long the Pirate came and took it
Defeating and depleting me I felt my life was ruined
Years went by and I would cry destitute my future
Stripped away those shinny days life was all confusion

I could not find the treasure map to take me back to past
Suffering with lessons learned, pain I would outlast
Anxious, scarred, all alone I only knew despair
Til Truth stepped in revealed my sins my soul needed repair

A new box I would build alone all wood and nails were mine
Not an easy task to do it took a lot of time
Years and years of humbling truths old life stripped away
Slowly as each nail was nailed kneeling down I prayed

What is precious, valuable, possessions of true worth
Slowly being reminded of what I was taught from birth
The outside things the golden rings are only a delusion
Feeling trapped, hijacked, collapsed explained the confusion

A Carpenter did come my way bringing me true treasures
Not the worldly type of life always seeking pleasure
Go within the secret place their you'll find the key
to a honest treasure chest, a real one trust in Me

Gratitude, new attitude, acceptance stop delaying
Faith, family, friends so dear, they are worth displaying
Honor, love, integrity, forgiveness, wisdom, hope
To polish these is practice see while learning how to cope

The treasures in my chest aren’t things their qualities and actions
Patience meeting preparation authentically transacting
Gentleness, love, loyalty to me first I must learn
To give my jewels to all the fools no more they’d have to earn

Humor is a special gem I use it all the time
One of my closest playmates it saves me from my mind
Self-respect, confidence, persistence to endure
A path set out without a doubt, joy it will ensure

My treasure chest is still growing because it is alive
Not dead with all those static things my treasures reach and strive
Monetary gains they’re not, my needs they are supplied
It baffles me, it’s trust in He that I keep getting by

The world may see oh poverty because they live the lies
Witness wonder, trust, contentment, things that all should try
Faith and risk to take a chance on things that I can’t see
But in my heart, my mind and soul I live in Victory

THE LIMB OF MY TREE

There is a limb, a branch of a tree
The limb that I speak of is humbly me
This limb is a branch that grows from a tree
A tree strong and ancient, wisdom of family

The roots of this tree started centuries ago
With a people I know not, but still my roots grow
Embeded in them, my ancestry
My kinfolk, who were they, their reflection is me

My parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents paved
A way to my talents, characteristics, DNA
Heredity is given in genes of history
A road paved with hardship, storytelling and mystery

My limb is attached to the branch of my parents
My Mother and Father taught me their talents
My Father his poetry, song and dance
His showmanship, love of books, and the ability perchance

To dream big, no regrets, no guts or no glory
Passionate good or bad, always the real story
From humble beginnings he worked his way up
To educate himself, his kids, he supported us

My Mother so humble the salt of the earth
This metaphor from Jesus her salt it did birth
A faith unshakable there’s no doubting commitment
Don’t debate, keep the faith, God’s love is sufficient

Our family she stayed, raised and praised
Always present, working hard, pretending nothing to it
Never a complaint, a curse never uttered
A better role model, sorry there is no other

Their branch is attached to the trunk of the tree
Their parents, grand parents exclaimed a decree
Work hard every day, laugh and love our own way
They traveled the pond to create a new day

A new world they came too with courage in hand
No money, or people a new foreign land
The times they did struggle but kept to their plan
And made a success, never waived took command

Laughter and hardship and death they did face
So courage and bravery adventure and faith
The trunk of this tree has deep strong roots
We are rooted in God, He is the Truth

He is the Vine we are the branches
A lesson I’ve learned or I couldn’t be planted
All that before has trickled down to my limb
I cling on to stay strong to keep fixed on Him

This tree is still growing because it has twigs
My boys, they live on, they are light their my kids
To watch them and nurture the souls that they are
To witness our history in them they’ll go far

To continue to grow and one day they’ll know
I will tell them the stories of our ancestry so
One day I will see in them part of me
My prayer is they know love and laughter, our tree

Expectation of Relations

To have expectations of a certain relation defined by my imagination leads to the creation of frustration, the power of my flirtations takes a hit, and it’s baffling. Yes, my ego.

This relationship is not a partnership because his fingertips grips my hips, thighs and lips...yes my heart skips, slips and trips into a pit. Resentment.

Seduction is destruction and obstruction to “MY” goal to control, body and soul, convincing myself and him our love is part of the celestial pole. In actuality it’s a cosmic joke. HAHAHA, I’m laughing...not.

Yes we love, laugh and linger, whisper I love you and continue to spend part-time time together me pretending it’s forever, he is more honest than me. He’s a man, does the same definition of love live in man land?

To have peace I must surrender to his gender or “him” or I will continue on this bender, I can’t bear to be a defender or contender to self-deception, my skin is too thin.

So the calamity of my sanity is to live in the solution which is the annoyance of consenting. Acceptance is the answer, the key to an untroubled reality, because God holds the key to what His Will is for me will be.

And it’s not easy trying to buy oranges at a hardware store.

To be continued... See I still haven’t changed and I can keep signing up for pain. Just because I’m enlightened to the situation doesn’t mean I will change, damn aint that a shame?

Greif

The heavy weight of grief is pressing down
The gray cloud lingers in my head and heart
Heaviness is a chore I carry now
Weary to the bone my friend no more

Death is a rite of passage to be honored
Reason intelligence and wit understand
Heart and soul feel like an empty canyon
I look for her but I am here alone

Tis better to love and lose than not to love
Every ounce of pain and sadness I do hold
Wiser warmer loving and alive
Because my friend did not leave me alone

Every step feels like I walk in quick sand
Pull me down swallow me up just drown
Temporary sorrow mourning despair
Soldier on and breathe in fresh new air

Beyond this moment that is an illusion
Heaven waits for self but not today
Life is for the living not the dying
Carry on to brighter better days

Phoenix

Like a phoenix that rises up from the ash
I have been given a second chance Born again
Not only a second but a third, forth and fifth
And my God will forgive me up until the end

My life had been spinning darkly out of control
Hit and run crashes but ego still bold
Invincible not convincible I was young not old
With glamour and money and riches of gold

Inside I was lying and dying so cold
My Spirit was wounded my soul had been sold
Seeking and searching down paths for relief
No rescue was present until I fell off my feet

Hit my knees hard to the floor I cried and pleaded
God help me I need You, who are You, I’m defeated
I lay in a lump crushed crying and broken
Pain was so great my mind was exploding

Then little by little God whispered to me
My child I love you please come follow me
Surrender came quickly I was sick of my way
The white flag was thrown in I was to know Yahweh

Born again I was, I new not what was in store
But I was willing and open and hungry for more
That first date with Jesus was like nothing before
No chanting or meditating had opened this door

I dye to self again and again
When I take my will back I’m a crazed madman
Insanity and demons are waiting and lurking
But I have Jehovah His chain their not jerking

No weapon formed against me will prosper
Who shall separate me from the love of Christ
If God is for me who can be against me
Promises of His love, faithfulness and eternal life

Sleighing dragons slaughtering demons they are still after me
Stronger than before cause they know that I’m free
Of their stronghold and lies I combat with God’s Word
The Bible my blueprint my praises are heard

Jesus told me the path would be narrow not easy
It’s hard there’s temptation a slick road to hell
I visited hell recently when I lost my way
The price that I paid be my final farewell

God is faithful He waited and stayed
Right by my side until I turned back His way
Like the phoenix that rises out of the ash
Through the fire once again I resurrected Amen

Boys To Men

Trying to raise boys into men
No time to put paper with pen

Sitting on the dock of the bay
As my sons’ flip flop floats away

Earlier this morning the same bay took our kite
I surrender to this bay and choose to not fight

I’m reminded just how small that I am
I learn this lesson again and again

Just keeping it simple like this poem is my plan
While raising my boys as they grow into men.

Happy Birthday To Me... August 10

Today is the day that God choose to say let this soul enter the world I will make her a baby girl.

So I came down from heaven into a family of seven. I screamed to be heard with rebellion not words. Always running away, couldn’t stay, not those days anyways. Self-destructing so glorious my intensity uproarious, the world was my stage the spotlight my cage.

Someone love me, someone see me, someone hear me someone need me. The tricks and the games all ended the same in shame where I remained until I surrendered my fame.

The omission of submission lead to death and division. I wanted life, truth and right not poverty of soul and worldly strife. I called out to God though I knew Him not well. I begged and I pleaded completely defeated and I learned that I needed only Him.

I practiced reliance, alliance and compliance to align us, the only way I know for complete victory. So to walk down His path my will would be smashed, bashed and crashed to finally collapse into an egoless state practiced constantly while I march to the golden gates of His throne room when I pass.

From this world full of illusion it brings me confusion and I don’t need more bruising so I try again and again. His will be done. He loves me, He sees me, He hears me, He needs me to trust only in Him and when I finally did begin I didn’t need to run.

God is the greatest gift I will ever receive so I don’t need any presents. All Glory to the one and only Risen Son.

Eagles Wings

I met a girl in a lake today
On her arm was inked a tattoo
It was an image of a bird of prey
An eagle proud and true

This girl thought she had clipped its wings
Because she did not fly
The sky was bright and crystal blue
But yet she choose to hide

For when she flew the wind blew strong
She spiraled out of control
This bird she didn’t know what to do
The wind it blew so cold

Scared, confused and left alone
She tried to mask the pain
Forgetting that this bird was strong
Her Spirit had been slain

This eagle once was full of courage
The sky belonged to her
This bird, proud bird, strong bird did flourish
No wind would keep her home

Oh bird, glorious bird, please leave your nest
The sky it cries for you
Take flight and soar above your fear
The wind it needs you too

Your wings aren’t clipped

July 13, 2010

The Smell In My Sheets

The Smell In My Sheets

The smell in my sheets from the night before
Shared together we started an alluring rapport
Musky and sweaty and sticky and sweet
You take me and make me feel fully complete

The hot sex you capture, enrapture, go deep
And repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat
To the place of all woman and man inside out
Juicy, wet, sticky, messy and dirty I shout

I moan and groan as you thrust fully present
Vulnerable, exposed, faulty, not rejected
Imperfect and flawed go beyond the façade
When we are together we’re running outlaws

There's no holding back, not shy or meek
Abandon my body, my mind, to our heat
You take me and make me I surrender the zone
Your power excites me and I’m fully known

I drift into memories of what we have shared
And find myself floating with you being there

In my sheets




June 27, 2010

There Is None Like She and There Will Never Be

June 11, 2010

There Is None Like She and There Will Never Be

I have a very good friend of mine actually she’s the tops
We met years ago on a hectic day, when I saw her I had to stop
I walked in and said "hello nice to meet you" her welcome to me was pure joy
I knew then and there we were destined soul mates and that we would then walk out the door

The moment we met and now 14 years later we never have had a fight
I’ve ripped into her a few times thats true but she responded in pure loving light
My agenda to bring her into my life was I knew that I needed a friend
What she’s brought to my life has been so much more I’m in debt to her up to the end

See she saved my life literally yes she did, I was living in darkness alone
I was isolated, confused, abandoned by me, I couldn’t even pick up the phone
Depression moved in, I was starting to spin, light too much for my soul to bare
But when I brought her in she was bigger than me and I had to deliver on my plan

I was in New York City a hustling bustling town I had made that city my home
The people the sites the noise and bright lights and yet still I felt alone
The glamour, the people, the culture, the vibe; laughter interaction is right by my side
How could this be with excitement everywhere that I would be stricken with my soul’s despair?

So I let her move in and we started a life I would wake up and grumble I don’t have the fight
She would just nudge me and patiently wait till I got on my feet to start a new day
“A walk in the park sounds like fun” she would say and I so had to fight the words “please go away”
“Just one walk at a time it might change your mood” and it did she was right we began a routine.

Three times a day we would go to the park and slowly I crept on out of my dark
Sun, rain, and wind we would get up and go, out of the door and on with the show
I always had her by my side when I felt awkward talking to others standing by
What she taught me is get up and get out, get moving, all is well if you only will start

That first year of friendship she changed my life
I lived in the daytime and not the nightlife
Our relationship continues it is so bigger than me
Every big event wedding, babies, divorce, moves, she never craggy
She just flows how I roll and is always just she

The years have been kind to my beautiful friend
This life is not forever there will come an end
She’s slowing down with the physical stuff
Her hips and her eyes and her fears are getting rough
but we handle them with dignity and grace

She IS wisdom, grace, peace, joy, love and bliss
she IS an angel a messenger of faith
she lays asleep on the floor snoring, not cause she’s bored but because all is well in this race

She is my dog Lucy

These words are inadequate.