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Posted: 7/12/2005 6:26:24 PM | 525
Holden His Hand
09 April 2000
Holden on to you
love bound in view
Yet behind the scene
is a life less mean
I try to follow your love
I try to hold your glove
I try to understand your truth
with faith my only proof
Dear Father oh how I
love
Dear Father lend me your
glove
For I am not strong
and do some things wrong
That is why I am
holden on to you
Jesus the one I love
so hand me your glove
For without you
is a life less true
His hand I hold today
His hand I hold come what may
His hand I hold to pray
with faith each and every day
Such an honour to give
yours is the way to live
Not that I do not fail
as idle thoughts sail
This is why
I desire to try
Knowing what to do
holden on to you
Composed as the text of a Hymn
“Whom God hath raised up, having loosed
the pains of death: because it was not
possible that he should be holden of it”
Acts 2: 24 KJV
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Posted: 7/12/2005 9:27:40 PM | | as always poet, thx for posting here. I love them, Keep em comin. | |
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Posted: 7/12/2005 9:39:08 PM | 2900
From His Life
29 June 2003
From His life
they took
the world away
From His life
they took it all
In His spirit
He felt our pain
In His spirit
He became the
Comforter in name
From His life
He gave us love
From His life
He ascended above
Our Savior in Christ
From His life
He lived on Earth
From His life
His sacrifice gave us
true value and worth
“If ye love me, keep my commandments. And I will pray the
Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may
abide with you for ever; Even the Spirit of truth; whom the
world cannot receive, because it seeth him not, neither knoweth
him: but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be
in you. I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.”
John 14: 15-18 KJV
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Posted: 7/12/2005 10:20:29 PM | EMS POEM
Sorry if we woke you in the middle of the night,
But someone in your neighborhood is fighting for his life.
Sorry if we block the road and make you turn around,
But there's been a bad wreck with dying children on the ground.
When you see us coming we hope you'll understand,
Let us have the right-of-way - someone needs a helping hand.
Sometimes a child is choking, sometimes a broken leg.
Sometimes a heart stops beating, and when we get there it's too late.
So if you see us crying when we think that we're alone,
You'll know we had a "bad" one and we're feeling mighty down.
We don't do it for the money, not much do we get paid,
We don't do it for the glory, but for a life that might be saved.
Somewhere deep within us our souls are crying out,
"We're here to help our neighbors in their hour of pain and doubt."
God gave us something special to help us see you through,
We do it 'cause we love you, and we care about you too. | |
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Posted: 7/12/2005 10:23:20 PM | luv, that was a good poem, thx for sharing it here, and feel free to post here anytime. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 12:28:19 AM | I feel your tears are fading
With each step we're taking
Neighboorhood of poetry
Not existance obsessed by money
So please understand this symobolises me
being funny 
Picture this symbol (c) and then cough out loud
The penny drops and you know what im talking bout
Just dropped in to wish you well
You have the right to use the words I spell
Ill be on a merry flight , So to you cats i say "Have a good nite!" | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 2:22:07 AM | 1285
Holden is the Word
04 June 2001
I know that thou canst
do all I ask or desire
That my thoughts are not
withholden from thee
Yet thou has given me hope
and a shield of salvation
With an outstretched hand
holden to my imagination
For thou hast holden me
by my right hand
To guide me with thy counsel
towards the rock over the sand
My own injustices
a natural product of man
In creation holden with cords
a summation of God’s great plan
An understanding of His love
upholden by an unfeigned charity
Thus saith the LORD to those who listen
“I have holden” to open in parity
Although your eyes were holden
in a restraint void of spirit
As God hath raised up Christ
within the realms of an atonement lit
And gifted to be holden an eternal life
made possible through great sacrifice
Who are thou that judgest another
for they shall be holden up in Christ
For God is able to make thou stand
nevertheless this is your choice
A double minded man unstable
in all his ways to rejoice
Be ye doers of the word
beholdeth to thyself
And goeth his way towards
riches higher than wealth
The word: “holden” as featured in the scriptures of the King James version of the Holy Bible becomes the foundation of this psalm:
From both the Old Testament and New Testament the journey is beholden upon God’s word from the likes of: “withholden” (Job 42: 21); and “holden” (Psalms 18: 35; 73: 23; Proverbs 5: 22; Isaiah 45: 1; Luke 24: 16; Acts 2: 24; Romans 14: 4). All “beholdeth” (James 1:24) in a unity of expression “upholden” (Proverbs 20: 28) to God’s glory.
“The spirit of man is the candle of the LORD, searching all
the inward parts of the belly. Mercy and truth preserve
the king: and his throne is upholden by mercy. The glory
of young men is their strength: and the beauty of old men
is the gray head. The blueness of a wound cleanseth
away evil: so do stripes the inward parts of the belly.”
Proverbs 20: 27-30 KJV
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A Revolutionary Concept
11 November 2001
Is it that worship often
confronts a different chariot
Surpassed since man
discovered the wheel
Circumventing from times
of leonine opportunism
To obtain an ideal
transfer towards man
The mighty beast
projecting thought
More justified than
a tawny rebellion
Rolling forth in
getting from A to B
Bringing about the invention
of the Sunday drive
"IN the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1: 1 KJV) Thou hast also given me . . . thy salvation: and thy right hand hath holden me up, and thy gentleness hath made me great. (Psalms 18: 35 KJV) But the mountain shall be thine; . . . though they have iron chariots, and though they be strong. (Joshua 17: 18 KJV) . . . and what is stronger than a lion?. . ." (Judges 14: 18 KJV)
The Holden "lion and stone" badge first used in Australia the 1920’s represents the legend of man’s invention of the wheel. Said to have come to pass after a primitive man watched a lion rolling a stone under its paw.
Updated this badge is still in use by Holden Limited, the Australian arm of USA Corporate giant, General Motors. The first Holden emblem however was a life-size wooden horse which stood above the entrance of the Holden & Frost Saddlery works in Adelaide (South Australia) formed in 1885.
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Posted: 7/13/2005 9:34:21 AM | @ Portal, always a treat to see your face around here. I have missed seeing you post in my thread. Welcome back
@Poet, once again, very nice writes, thank you for sharing them with me. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 10:39:33 AM | Untitled
Since man has walked this Earth,
I have always been here,
I can bring a smile to a wounded spirit,
I am a random act of kindness.
I live like an infectious disease,
Those who cross my path, I infect them,
Eventually we will meet,
In good and bad circumstances I am known.
I appear out of nowhere,
Whence I came, It is the same place I go.
The more you use me, The more people will know me,
I never ask for anything in return, Those are the rules.
I am selfless in my acts.
Therefore all I ask is for you to return the favor,
Seek nothing in return, In threefold you shall receive
Your reward, But when and where I can not tell you,
It may be now or at the end of time.
I am the rescuing act in times of madness,
I am the rescuing gesture in times of great confusion,
I am the rescuing hug that brings comfort,
Some do not understand, Some think I seek secretly,
When all I seek is the spread of who I am,
No rewards I seek or treasures I ask for,
Simply, I am here for all.
I am a random of kindness. . | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 11:12:35 AM | AG, always a treat to see you here. Hope everything is going well for you.  | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 11:16:06 AM | Hi Cats,
Just stopping in to read. Theres alot of great writes going on in here!!! Take care!!!
Sam | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 3:49:35 PM | Taken for granted or left for dead, the downward spiral begins in one's head. Instant gratification has become th number one rule, something avoided if they would teach it in school. Social rampage has taken it's toll, all that most seek is complete control. Anger and rage has taken the floor, no one accepts others for themselves anymore. To find romance and happiness, this I tell you is true. Allow your partner to be themselves, and respect will come back to you.
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Posted: 7/13/2005 3:55:13 PM | | chef, that was a very interesting poem, welcome to my thread, hope to see you here again sometime. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 5:39:19 PM |
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A Fragile Heart
08 February 2002
The process is painful just
to look upon her soul
Yet she is just as
innocent in this role
A love unrequited in
where it was placed
Nevertheless up to this
reality has been faced
Deep within being an entity
of hope that this is not true
For desire has a place even when
the feeling are there to renew
Selfish in an outcome
born by poles apart
But to see her is to
undermine a fragile heart
"Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity
vaunteth [boasts] not itself, is not puffed up, Doth not behave
itself unseemly not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no
evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoice in truth; Beareth all
things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things."
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7 KJV
[word in brackets added]
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Posted: 7/13/2005 5:42:17 PM | | poet, as always, its always a pleasure to read your writes. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 6:39:03 PM | The Firefly
You see it flash in mid air,
But when you look it's not there,
Then it flashes somewhere new,
Flying towards you in full view,
Now you can see it flash its light,
Just a sign that it's almost night,
When all you see is just the dark,
They flash like a tiny spark,
To tell you that they are still there,
Just a small part of nature's flare. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 7:31:04 PM | FIRE FLY FATE
The fire fly lights its tale
For to call its mate
And if the flash attracts
Then it all owed to fate
But if the light fails
To send out the spark
It’ll always know
It’ll find it in the dark
Sam | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 7:59:58 PM | | Sam, that was a cute response to my firefly poem. Thx for posting here, feel free to write here anytime hun. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 11:19:38 PM | | You guys are really good writers. | |
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Posted: 7/13/2005 11:31:02 PM | | Thx Thunder, for stopping by, if you have any poems you would like to post, plz feel free to post them here. I would love to see what you have. | |
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Posted: 7/14/2005 9:06:19 AM | What does a poet do when he has no children?
He composes poems for them anyway!
778
To My Daughter
06 July 2000
To my daughter I write
here late at night
Your are late in coming home
as I wait here alone
For not yet born is the sum
your mother an elusive one
Why she is not out front
has been the cost of many a stunt
When love is not exactly nice
because it comes at a price
A father in waiting
be this is elating
Time has a way of healing wounds
even when there are many soons
Perhaps tomorrow will be the day
so I continue for her to pray
“We pray for the daughters of Zion. May they be preserved in virtue, chastity, and purity of life, be blessed with vigorous bodies and minds, and with great faith. May they develop into true womanhood and receive choice companions under the new and everlasting covenant for time and all eternity in thy temples provided for this priceless privilege and purpose. May they too be privileged to enjoy as the fruits of their union a noble posterity which, we pray thee, may be taught at their mother’s knee to believe in thee and in the divine mission of thy Beloved Son.”
(President George Albert Smith,dedicatory prayer of the
Idaho Falls Temple, USA[23 September 1945];
The Improvement Era, October 1945, 563)
817
Parenting
16 July 2000
To hold you in my arms
and protect from each day harms
So small at first
as she grows in thirst
A babe to love and adore
this daughter forever more
Such a longing of desire
to baptise with fire
Olivia her name
if that I can claim
An adorable being
beautiful and keen
Yet it cannot be
until her mother I do see
Love found in heart
and I can’t wait to start
“Behold, . . . I am ready to come to you; and I will not be
burdensome to you: for I seek not yours, but you: for children
ought not to lay up for parents, but the parents for the
children. And I will very gladly spend and be spent for you;
though the more abundantly I love you, the less I be loved.”
2 Corinthians 12: 14-15 KJV
899
Free to Dream
04 August 2000
Hair of gold, eyes of blue
as far as looks go, I am sold
The beauty more truly hidden
and her presence somehow forbidden
This woman to behold
in a moment openly to unfold
Her smile of joyous grace
upon her angelic face
Then dreams are said to be free
over a love in charity of thee
Oh how I continue to await her arrival
onward to endure in survival
A mother, a daughter
a father and son
This family sealed up as one
Of the sacred ceremony to beholden to
the day it does come true.
“Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things,
endureth all things. Charity never faileth: but whether there
be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall
cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we
know in part, and we prophecy in part. But when that which
is perfect is come, then that which is part shall be done away.
1 Corinthians 13: 7-10 KJV
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Olivia
21 September 2000
I want to be there when you are born
for me that will be something to adorn
I want to be there as you begin to walk
as I await the moment you start to talk
I want to be there to hear your first word
and watch you grow each third
I want to be there to hold you in my arms
in comfort in protecting you from harms
I want to wipe away your first tear
and celebrate your birthday each year
I want to hear your first cry
and let you know I am near by
I want to embrace you as you grow
with the love I long to show
I want to know you more than anything
when into my world God does bring
“And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children,
and the heart of the children to their fathers,
lest I come and smite the earth with a curse.”
Malachi 4: 6 KJV
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Posted: 7/14/2005 9:09:03 AM | | Poet, as always you surprise me with what you post here. Please keep it up. | |
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Posted: 7/14/2005 9:34:35 AM | Your breath
Soft in my ear
Whispers take me
Take me away from here
Your lovely feet
Toes raised on high
Feet pressing
Pressing against the sky
And the velvet pressure
Of your heated thigh
Urging me on
Helping you fly
I soar with you
I dip and sway
Moving with you
In every way
Your hot breath whispers
Take me
Take me away | |
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Posted: 7/14/2005 9:37:19 AM | | North, That was a beautiful poem, thx for sharing it here. Please feel free to post here anytime. | |
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Posted: 7/14/2005 3:50:09 PM | as if some things are worth losing sleep over . . .
4093
Valve Train Happening
15 July 2005
Her angel eyes
her beauty in looks
Just one word
like those in books
As if a computing underestimate
locks away this soul - blondness to heart
Slow at the beginning to start
Where Detroit and Windsor
hale in essence of vee eight
Complete with cubic inches
bored and stroked in fate
Ann Arbor to Westland
along the mighty Ford Road
In general to motors
into Wayne County of abode
"for Cat's"
While there are times, the impossible can be ignored—or given off as being foolhardy, US automotive manufacturer GM founder William Crapo Durant was shown to be no finance man. When he merged the success of the Buick Motor Car Co. with Oldsmobile and several other small, financially unstable operations to form the General Motors Co. in 1908, Durant was seen to be as much a dreamer as an entrepreneur.
As GM proceeded to expand in adding new businesses to this empire, Durant was regarded as an unabashed shopaholic. The company weathering the storms much better than its founder did, growing to become the world's largest industrial concern. William Crapo Durant died broke in 1947
In contrast to GM—Henry Ford created the first inexpensive mass-produced automobile - the Model T - and revolutionized an industrial world by developing and refining assembly line manufacturing. In 1903 the Ford Motor Company was founded, and in 1908 Ford introduced the Model T. By 1924 10 million Model T cars had been sold and Detroit was to become the auto-making capital of America. Ford remained one of the country's most famous and influential businessmen until his death in 1947.
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