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| Faith in a furure
Posted: 7/16/2006 5:54:46 PM | Her eyes sparkle like two diamonds
Reflecting back the love she knows
For the one man who has her heart
Her world can finally begin to compose
She sleeps so peacefully
With her face full of smiles
So deeply in love she remains
Knowing she has to face so many trials
Marriage is the next step she will face
And she refuses to even look back at her past
Even though she has nothing to hide
She looks forward to the future at long last
He looks down at her and kisses her lips
Knowing he found the one for his heart
As he takes her in to his arms for a cuddle
This is where he wants to stay never to part | |
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| more Faith upon a furure
Posted: 7/17/2006 3:12:28 AM | 5532
A Question to God
17 July 2006
Was she everything God promised
as to that prayer and more
This trust to honour
her way of life to give
For where was the future
that place with her beside
Those red headed babies
and all to with her provide
Her eyes, that haze within
those specks of colour to envelope
That mystery smile, her cheeky heart
such kindness truly angelic to desire
Would age overcome entity
and distance dwindle to embrace
Was she truly everything God did promise
or was again fate to be robbed of mother nature
“But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when
thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret;
and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.”
Matthew 6: 6 KJV
3 Nephi 13: 6 BOOK OF MORMON
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| more Faith upon a furure
Posted: 7/17/2006 1:11:30 PM | Hiya Kat,
Quick drive by, bang bang, lol Just dropping in to say hiya and I hope all is going great!!!
This side is wonderful!!!!! Hugs
Sam | |
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| In My Mind
Posted: 7/17/2006 3:18:53 PM | I see no more tears,
There are no more fears,
Faith is not blind,
And love never unkind,
If this is only in my mind,
Let me live my life here,
Everyone has true beauty,
Outside as well as in,
The world is one nation,
Free from all sin,
If this is only in my mind,
Why does it seem so real?
I'm starting to come out of it. Thank you all for inspiration. Have a great, spiffy day!! Hugs, Kisses, and Butterfly Wishes. | |
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| When
Posted: 7/19/2006 11:01:24 AM | When the morning comes,
When my fears have gone,
When the sun is up,
When the pain has lost,
When I reach the sky,
When I no longer cry,
When I dont ask why,
When I dont want to die,
When I stop the rain,
When I feel no pain,
When I'm completely sane,
When I'm whole again,
When time is on my side,
When I dont need to hide,
When truth is my guide,
When love is a free ride,
When the night comes,
When the sun is gone,
When the pain comes home,
When again I've lost.
I hope everyone is having a super day. Hugs, Kisses, and Butterfly Wishes.  | |
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| Spontaneous write time again:)
Posted: 7/19/2006 10:41:45 PM | Hey Yall.I hope all is just nifty with everyone.I just thought Id swing by to do some late night writing.Heya Sexy Black  I would say youre more than starting to come out of your writing funk.I really dig your style:)Your poetry is so moving.Thanks for sharing it here Hi mari.Im glad to hear all is wonderful girlfriend Things are spiffy here.I mustve been  when you did your drive by,cause I never heard a thing Great to see ya visiting from "afar " Remember that? Christopher~I can see youve been busy writing a lot lately.Your poems always rock my sox.Thanks for dropping by my friend Angelpurrrrs~What a romantic poem chica Im so glad things are going so fabulous with you and I love it when ya pop in to say hi.Awesome write girl!Time for me to start writing...See you kids soon, Kat | |
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| Spontaneous write time again:)
Posted: 7/19/2006 10:51:17 PM | Kat.... I haven't been in here in a while (Bad Bethy) and I just wanna tell ya......it's so warm and cozy....I just love it! Muah! | |
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| for a good cause, or hiding the pain
Posted: 7/19/2006 10:53:38 PM | 5539
Our Wedding Day
19 July 2006
Was there ever to be such a day
that day we will call our wedding day
As hands clasped and hearts exchanged
given all of what had been
in moments estranged
This love across the stars
all the way to the moon and back
Where happiness was all of hope
and another moment held in prayer
This love for her, that love insight
OK, finally made alright in ways to give
Sure it was in fairness to reach for the sun
in knowing finally beside him, she was there
Was there ever to be such a day
this day they would call our wedding day
Husband and wife, man and woman in love
a day to remember in sending
thanks to the moon above
“And ye yourselves like unto men that wait for their lord,
when he will return from the wedding; that when he cometh
and knocketh, they may open unto him immediately.”
Luke 12: 36 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
a poet who cares
5540
Eyes of Truth
20 July 2006
The end, the beginning
where love and life meet
Yet would the twain find its way home
that place of hearts to dwell
as if happiness was more to delight
Lost in a wilderness of yesterday’s dreams
unable to control tomorrow in woe
Another child born to poverty
her heart captured beneath the moon
To see her in salience
each tear ripped from His side
At last an Almighty in gratitude
but was love going to be this conquest
A dividend of patience
every storm another reign to overcome
Her beauty, those eyes of truth
hands held in grace far beyond the stars
“And said, For this cause shall a man leave father and mother,
and shall cleave to his wife: and they twain shall be one flesh?
Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What
therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.”
Matthew 19: 5-6 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| A new one:)
Posted: 7/19/2006 10:54:05 PM | The ashen sky is torn in two
The sunlight is slowly bleeding through
Giving the morning a crimson hue
Dragon flys awaken to a world anew
Like fluttering fairies amongst the dew
Emerald leaves like a canopy
Sing an irish lullabye to me
Awakened now my memory
As thoughts slowly catch up to me
Of how things used to be
Summer days spent drinking lemonade
A koolaid smile,naps in the shade
And the sandcastles we made......
Windchime laughter climbs the trees
Such solace in the tranquil breeze
As it tickles behind the knees
Of all my childhood memories:) | |
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| Spontaneous write time again:)
Posted: 7/19/2006 10:59:10 PM | | Heya Elizabeth How are things Butterbean? Im glad you like hanging out in my lil corner O the forums.You kids make it such a cozy place for me to unwind at the end of my day.Love ya bunches sistah:)mwah!Christopher~You and Elizabeth both snuck in here while I was posting.The last two poems you posted are captivatingly beautiful.You rock Thanks for the visits kids,Kat | |
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| My new one:)
Posted: 7/19/2006 11:16:52 PM | 5542
Love’s Lamplight
20 July 2006
To have finally found her to love
yet was this God’s doing or another
Of a desire distant but unique
only there was not all in summer to endure
Her heart at rest, another to ponder
this element of respect, mutual to name
Carried upon the wind, embraced toward the sun
to know her and delight, but would He make her one
Terror and triumph, the destination unknown
prayers given, thoughts to openly partake
Could this be love at last, or lost before found
those days of tearful uprising, still to such thought
Fear, pain, anger, as to why now as then
her heart a flutter, a debonair uprising
To have it all, in wanting to know the truth
eyes closed to her in imagining,
tomorrow did it exist
“For the commandment is a lamp; and the law is light;
and reproofs of instruction are the way of life:”
Proverbs 6: 23 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| Spontaneous write time again:)another new one
Posted: 7/19/2006 11:21:36 PM | ^^Great write:)Thanks so much for joining me in my lil late night writing fest
In memory of my mother
Antique roses bloom sublime
Enchantment of another time
A memory awakened by fragrant air
Of the flowers flowing in your hair
The ones you used to wear
I can almost see you standing there
I had muddy feet,but you didnt care
You would still so lovingly carry me
To a place as warm as poetry
Chocolate chip cookies and cinnamon smiles
I long to talk to you a while
And tell you how Ive been
But the rose garden days too soon wore thin
Your eyes they would illuminate
The childhood darkness when I stayed up too late
Hiding from monsters beneath my bed
Upon you I would always rest my head
Your heart would beat beneath my ear
Somewhow it lulled me and cast out the fear
Just knowing you were near
The world was bright and clear
The sweet stemmed roses
Are in bloom again
Reminding me of the books we read
Beneath the summer trees
I miss the way you read to me
With a boquet of roses
In her tiny hands
Im amazed at all I understand
As my daughter reaches out for me
She too feels safe and warm as poetry
As my heart lovingly beats beneath her ear
The day seems bright and clear
As it did when you were near | |
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| Spontaneous write time again:)another new one
Posted: 7/19/2006 11:52:03 PM | ^^Aww Thanks Christopher
A veil of nightfall enshrouds like a gown
Alive in the stillness,I let my hair down
Bathing in solitude no voice can be heard
My thoughts flow in indigo ink spoken words
An ocean of thoughts crash in waves on the page
Like my life drawn in letters
On a worn paper stage
The actors are memories
Ive again given life
With each pen stroke on stationary
sometimes in soft spoken voice
Each word paints stilll frame
of the life that Ive lived
As the ink flows in rivers
Its not one to forgive
Sometimes my own words
Hunt me down in a chase
The things Ive long hidden
Now given a face
Sometimes there is solace
And sweet beauty too
When pen meets the paper
In the way poets do
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| Spontaneous write time again:)another new one
Posted: 7/20/2006 12:00:30 AM | I know this feeling
I've seen your smile
I've touched your face
In a lover's enbrace
My heart leaps in memory
My mind jumps in fear
I remember that feeling
I remember that tear
A man from the past
Is in the man for the future
Is this a new love?
Or one that was remembered?
Is this true
Or is it a phantom
For now I stay
For now I pray
This time
This place
It matters not
In time and space
A summer love
A spring's rebirth
A fall that dies
A winter's hibernation
What ever this is
What ever it was
For now it's mine
One moment in time | |
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| My newer one
Posted: 7/20/2006 12:25:57 AM | 5543
Carolyn of the Moon
20 July 2006
Who put the ‘bee’ in BC
Before Christ, before Christopher
before Carolyn on a reign of day
this British Columbia to province
Where far away and long ago
in an Orange Grove she did play
Her South Africa neither to refuge
as to her new foundling of a Canadian home
An angel from heaven, her words sweet to savour
a kind and caring heart, this Carolyn of the moon
Every night and every day, toward borne
to say a prayer in knowing those letters to seek
For who put the ‘bee’ in BC
who put the word ‘love’ in amour
Before Carolyn, before all the beauty to savour
another day, this time of eternity made well
British Columbia, often o referred to as B.C. or BC (French: Colombie-Britannique, C.-B.),
is the westernmost of Canada’s provinces and is famed for its natural beauty, as reflected
in its Latin motto, Splendor sine occasu (“Splendour without diminishment”). It was the
sixth province to join Confederation (in 1871). As of 1 January 2006, its population was
estimated at 4,279,462 The current southern border of British Columbia was established
by the 1846 Oregon Treaty, although its history is tied up with lands as far south as the
Columbia River.
British Columbia is bordered by the Pacific Ocean on its west, by the American state of
Alaska on its Northwest, and to the north by the Yukon and Northwest Territories, on the
east by the province of Alberta, and on the south by the US states of Washington, Idaho,
and Montana.
British Columbia’s capital is Victoria, located at the southeastern tip of Vancouver Island.
BCs most populous city is Vancouver. Other major cities include Surrey, Burnaby, Richmond,
Delta, and New Westminster in the Lower Mainland; Abbotsford and Langley in the Fraser
Valley; Nanaimo on Vancouver Island; and Kelowna and Kamloops in the Interior.
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| Everyone else is doin it:) ...and I wanna too LOL
Posted: 7/21/2006 7:32:17 AM | | Hiya everyone.I hope youre all having a spiffy,fantabulous morning so far nurse2b~ Thanks so much for posting your write in my lil corner O the forums.I really enjoy your work and hope to see more from you.Awesome stuff Christopher~What a spiffy new pic you have there You write such kind words for your fellow fishie friends.Thanks for sharing Im going to attempt to write something new this morning.Ill be back shortly to post it.have a groovy day kiddies..and a lil prom wave for good measure hehe,Kat | |
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| Everyone else is doin it:) ...and I wanna too LOL
Posted: 7/21/2006 7:37:15 AM | The morning dew soaks in
And saturates my soul
Where do all of these memories go
Flowing in rivulets to another time and place
Tapping me on the shoulder
Wearing the same face
I recognize you bathed in mornings glow
My heart drinks you in
So silently slow
Im mesmerized and standing in awe
Of the brilliant perfection
Love eyes see without flaw | |
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| i've never posted before so i hope yall like it
Posted: 7/21/2006 7:47:51 AM | As I lay here teary eyed,
and sleep elusive,will not come,
My heart hangs heavy in my chest,
My soul is weary,mind is numb...
As I lay here,stupified
My life in passing leaves me dumb,
My intellect thinks it knows what's best,
in wanting everything,there's none...
And still I lay here still again
as thoughts flow blackly through my pen
and still I wonder,wonder when
or where the past has gone or been...
And laying here, and hoping still,
without surrendering my will,
will love remain until I die?
(or just an empty alibi?)
And laying here,and laying here,
Iwonder if the time has come,
to put my trust in someone else,
surrender all that i've become... | |
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| Everyone else is doin it:) ...and I wanna too LOL
Posted: 7/21/2006 7:49:39 AM | One more spontaneous lil ditty :)
With the stroke of a brush
We make our lives blush
And paint a sunset anew
Ive found a place
Where my heart feels so safe
My soul longs to set in you
The comfort ,the stillness
My love its such brilliance
As the day sets the stage for two
We drink in the nectar
Of sweet summer wine
Love is the catalyst
That connects us to the vine
And enlivens this life anew
The crickets seranade
in a concerto or two
as we enjoy loves mysterious view
I used to wander
Like a lost vagabond
Till I heard your soul singing its song
Here on the hillside
Where contentment abides
It seems our hearts are painted too
In such natural brilliance
Alive in the stillness
As my soul softly sets into you
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| i've never posted before so i hope yall like it
Posted: 7/21/2006 7:52:38 AM | | Heya nogoody2shus:) You snuck in while I was posting.Welcome Your poem is incredible .Im so glad you decided to share it with all of us.Feel free to drop in again anytime:) | |
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| newbie from a newbie
Posted: 7/21/2006 8:11:59 AM | hey kat, thanks for making me feel welcome! thought your latest post was excellent! here is another of mine...
I lay upon my pillow with thoughts of you inside my head
and I wonder if you're thinking of me too...
My mind continues drifting and my soul begins to soar,
searching through the heavens,in hopes of finding you...
As I go on through this journey,looking for your love
I know it is your love that I will find...
For I feel you also searching for the love you know is there
Longing for the melding of our bodies,souls and minds...
Two hearts searching through the galaxies,Looking for their mate
Drawn together like a magnet they unite...
What started as a simple thought,a wish upon a star,
Becomes a destiny that niether heart can fight...
now I'm back here on my pillow with a smile apon my face,
And I wonder if your lips are smiling too...
For no one knows our secret,no one knows that we were gone,
Though in the heavens I was making love to you... | |
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| praise time again
Posted: 7/21/2006 12:09:11 PM | | I am constantly amazed at all the talent in this corner here. I love everything I've read, and cant wait to see more. I'll be writing more myself, so until then...Hugs, Kisses, and Butterfly Wishes. | |
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| My newer one two
Posted: 7/21/2006 2:30:51 PM | 5545
Happiness to Prize
21 July 2006
Unable to know
if this was God’s love
Trapped within reason and hope
alone to consider tomorrow
Yet alone to feel empty inside
her gift, her happiness to prize
Across a planet of salutation
no remorse for sins forgiven
A plural feeling acknowledged
as unto goodwill to ponder
Just to touch what was real
her eyes so willing to learn
When time has no mercy
to those downtrodden in heart
As close to salvation as forgiveness
nevertheless far from reaching out
“Let thy mercies come also unto me, O LORD, even thy salvation,
according to thy word. Let, I pray thee, thy merciful kindness be
for my comfort, according to thy word unto thy servant. Let thy
tender mercies come unto me, that I may live: for thy law is my
delight. Look thou upon me, and be merciful unto me, as thou
usest to do unto those that love thy name. Great are thy tender
mercies, O LORD: quicken me according to thy judgments.”
Psalms 119: 41, 76-77, 124, 132, 156 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
a poet who cares | |
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| Questions
Posted: 7/22/2006 9:50:00 AM | If love goes away,
What do you have?
If a heart is broken,
How can you be saved?
If your lover leaves,
Who do you turn to?
If you're filled with pain,
Why wont it go?
If you have nothing,
Where can you run?
If you keep asking,
What if I'm alone?
Have a great day all. Hugs, Kisses, and Butterfly Wishes. | |
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