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night

once again night decided
to take the breath of an other's day
the very air within
to trick and have the victim
choke his purity
put on the throttle
leaving no play

young man the night said
today I take your light
all hope and bright lights fizzy
this hour is your night
no hope or chance of escape into day
this hour is void of redemption
the event where care itself turns a cheek away

the young man ready to give in dared not
look for day
fear all around him
doubt he clung to
darkness grabbed him
he knew dismay

when all of a sudden light arrived him
giving a beam from far away
traveling to his situation
cleaning out the hour
inserting meaning in what the man called dismay
darkness it seemed had its meaning shattered
when light
showed up
and simply called what was
new day


Author's Note: There is not just hope for you. There is hope for me. There is hope for him. There is Hope for we. It doesn't matter what you are going through. You are not alone. There is day. Night can't last. God will never leave you. He will because HE IS. Everything else that haunts you simply isn't next to him.

Deuternomy 31:6 "...he will never leave you nor forsake you."

bio

In the area of queens
the place I choose now to be
a long road started

I shoot
therefore I be

to find a photo's pulsing quandary
the bight of the action and all I see

to express a still epiphany
the lens a blurred image
these hands did make it see

to express something deep within me
for words that can never come to be
this is my camera's thesis

it's indelible mark
my legacy

for to me photography is my lion captor
forever giving until it takes the breath of me
for in it I give my every waking living
for in it you'll find me

to express a greater thing within our pondering
and meaning in a lifeless thing
for this indeed is the mark of artistry
a distilled image for a single moment reflecting everything
that thing in that moment
is mastery


author's note: poem about me and photography

Lord,Savior


it starts with this buzzing
life changing
a moments conversion leaves one senseless
then all at once the contradictions
become obstacles
freedom an introduced term
leaves your life in the fiction pile
all this for a buzzing motion
like brakes gone bad
a constant forward motion
like something gone right
a breaking locomotion

and in what should be a frightening panic
you find salvation

Authors Note: John 3:16,17

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meaning of likeness

the man determined
on a voyage he began
to search the world
and discern if art had meaning
and whats more the earth encasing the love he hate

first he did spot a painter
lowly short and stout
the painter doth say
my greatest masterpiece to date
for the person Ive painted
hath no chest nor ears nor face
only eyes to see but not one countenance did I create

failure to perceive
is this nave's fate

curious
the man twisted his head
tried
but his mind he could not taint
a man with no chest
no ears nor face
this is a wicked tragedy
no man should celebrate this fate

so on the man went
scurrying till the day was late
near
far
but more he saw
all given to a similar distaste
a world given to pity
no eyes chest or face
disfigured
frustrated
like a man with no image
all great things erased


Author's Note: you'll have to subscibe to the list. It's to long to post sorry...

justice made right

as he layed still that night
in the woods at the stars he stared
he prayed breathing in wind
eyes glued to the twilight
give me a fortified hammer he prayed
for my stature isn't large enough
to break down those gigantic walls past the bight

Gargantuan are its proportions
and many are the horrors which keep me awake this night
give me a forty foot hammer Lord
that I might strike down that which went against my family's right

give me two hundred horses and chariots made of silver
a fearsome battle ax and gold plated pike
because my stature is too small
to pierce the heart of those who left me
the blow I deliver would give a laugh of smite

the Lord answered
be still my child
don't let your heart query ponder
for I'll be that mighty
the one who wanders
searching the hearts of your enemies
quieting their vengeful action
lacking somber
inciting fright

I'll ride your two hundred horses
carrying three battle axes in which to silence the ones who left you as mini
given you alone
no direction left that's right

but realize
your stature is plenty
just take into thought
left with me your taken life is large and heavy
winning warfare
is giving to me
making your entry see heights

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O' Praise Him


freedom is I Am

for now I know what freedom is
so on my saviors lap I lay
forgetting the bolts
that let me down
his whispers make me stay

there is safety here
on his mountaintop
beauty seen
the array
in this place has mastered me
making old hurts
go away

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Holy is the Lord





Residence

then the Lord said to me
abide in me
let me reside in you
be my tabernacle
let me rest in thee
and lay upon my holy mountain
abide in me
abide in me
let my Joy be your holy mountain


Author's Note: Happy valentine's day God. Thank you.

Gloria


some think
before and some not knowing what you are
to them a solid poem
or a lovers kiss right when the sun
bids farewell
then sinks into dawn

a breath of fresh air
atop the tallest mountain top
a sense of autonomy
with more riches then one can stock
all folly and pale next to you
for Ive seen your beauty

not a reflection or pale shadows
you
just you
for a man cannot compare
buy or parade your lovely
barter for a piece of your wisdom
or even pretend to have seen your lot

no wealth compared to your many mansions
and no war with spoils can be fought
your treasure is your beauty and your beauty alone
no weather on record could rot

no eye has seen
ear heard
finger touched
heart felt
lips spoke
mind percieved
sypmphony written
life fathomed
intelect pondered
love touched
what you've stored
for those who've ultimately you adored
a meal for the beloved
a feast with no stop

audience

I talk to an audience
that doesn't listen

faithful poetry reader

this is poem for we to hear
our atmosphere
some lines for the readers ear
you see this is our world
story is sent to the reciever
together we live in commune
disregarding a critics faithful eye
putting a knife to all he deems unneccesary

you see this is our world of dancing fairies
underground slam sessions
our sancuaries
you see down here
we dictate the corporate milk lactate
and all our love does a body good
no one loses in our fair ground

because expression is the currency of the underground
by mere form we indoctrinate a new level of pretty
sounds
stringing together some unity
you see success is not determined by the winner
and slave doesnt mean the owner faster

bigger doesnt determine a master
and poetry by itself
is where faithful hearts find pasture

Run Run

so he opened my ears
a sound fermented
plenty
out grew a noise
new to mine drums
heavy

shall I proclaim
this news
to the world
to all
to many

no
he said
readied

but should I run my lord
without rest
to every land?
stop i shall not
even if I grow wilting
weak
weary

no he said
a face firm
integrity

with a calm I've come to know
he said this race is won
run
steady

for the victors will hear me
my words whispered
left alone
they are plenty

Christian Punks

remember
when you used to cast aside the hypocrisy.
remembering everything you hated about Christianity.
deciding to not be like that
remember why you became a christian punk
remember the zeal
the unmitigated passion for God
reading the word and believing
having hunger pains
wanting more and more of God everyday
the words no compromise on your lips
circle pits of worship
giving all for the cross
remember what it was
how it felt
what it still is
the family
friends
cornerstone festival
a glimpse of heaven to be
remember what it was
who ya was
what you wanted to be
notu
dbc
have you forgotten
the fire that made you gold
that consuming fire that made you whole
nothing mattered except being with him
again I say
pick up your cross

the pressure is on you
to stand for what you believe
remain again
remain in your first love

mermate

she'll be cool
she'll be great
love n chips
fish no more
less one more piece of bait
lovely mermaid
swiming mate
in this wave I caught
the perfect mermate

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Indeed I am

it was so clear to me
that day
now its but a memory
remembered but not lost

I held
it
in my hand
then once was
former
no longer am
it would seem that I'm remembering a memory
something certain
appearing
then slipping away

so do I travel my wilderness
forgotten
walking alongside pity
or do I let myself know
what I know
I know
I am

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a thing a person would love


you're pretty
and I like some things about you
the thoughts I have about you
the conversations including you
the times I talk
knowing I have a listening

and when you sat
sun laying in your hair
my heart glistening
the funny way the light hit your eyes
a lovely thing to see
unknown before to me

and our talks be a might giddy
straight things
entertaining a foolish romance
my heart winning
a beauty
your name
a welcome thing
a word and never spoken thing
newness
in a single thing

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heavenless

so it was in the distance
like a pied pipers lullaby
he heard the melody
a soft smelling serpentine
sweet
low
but invading every part of him
with every step it grew
marching alongside it commanded him
a feeling he'd dreamt to know
all at once perplexing yet completing him

his feet began leaving the ground
inch by inch he no longer knew his home
forsaken to him
above him
less sky
below him
everything once certain to him
no longer with him
closer to the serene
the swan song grew
metaphors and cool rain in summer
loving sunrise coupled with new romance
searching
but nothing could compare to this
searching
a feeling so indescribably matchless
yet he could barely feel it
all but two words
heaven he said
glorious

to my pit he went for me

this day
it occurred to me
to the depths my friend went
this he did for me
down a winding treacherous staircase
with speed to certain doom
darkness bent his body
taking on the shadows
a darkness never known to any so dim

but to him the cost was counted
to die he said was gain
so he went for me
falling for my shame
to the depths he went
just to save me from a fall

oh that rugged cross
at whence he bore all my shame
that rugged cross that rugged cross
a fall made for a king

Bold New World

we ride our bikes
we live a healthy life
sunglasses gone now
we dont wear them at night
around the world
its a rigid political frame
choking the air
making all aware of the warming global exchange

In a nothern america or the middle of Iran
regardless if you're a youth in China
or a messenger in Japan
its a bold new world
many made into a state
smashing up the levy
foreign cry insulted
poor men turned bait

its a world unsided
in a direction gone downhill
leaving us wondering
if we've been given the short change
the quandry of sane men made ill



Author's note: for Kym

War Morn

young and ambitious
I was full of courage
I wished to go and fight the war
but where shall I go?
what's more how shall I fight?
so thus began my query

with a limp a hop and a voice too meek
I started my question marked journey
to the head office I went
and started my search
to question the generals of war

to fight he said
all you will need
is a mind to conquer hell's vengeful fury
now off with you boy
ask the men on the field
for their scars will tell
stories a plenty

so off I went to the sergeants of war
to further stretch my query
now one sergeant was helpful
with a face full of dirt
ears gone from all the shells and gunfire
all you'll need is a loud
triumphant yell
with which to celebrate the victory
now off you go to the front lines of war
there the privates will give your ears plenty
but pay attention quick
or you'll be sure to miss
the crux of this violent fury

hurried I rushed
into the eye of the wave
war never looked so bloody
it was there I met a private worn and spent
courage beaten bent but not bloodied

the private looked in my eye
and with one simple phrase
emboldened everything about me
he said to triumph over this war
you'll need know one simple thing
the victor
will have to die
for many



Author's Note: why am I a Christian? It is a powerful thing to know what true love is. So much so when you find that perfect love nothing in this world can ever compare to it. You in fact find yourself getting up everyday prepared to die for it. His sacrifice becomes yours. Not simply because you read a story and realize oh this is what I'm expected to do. But moreso because you see Christ's sacrifice and realize he died for the war going on inside you. Then all at once you see that it simply must end because you are waging a war with the very lover of your soul. One must ask why they would wish to destroy themselves by rejecting perfect love.

John 14:27

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one thing you missed


one thing you missed
is that I love you

what I told
but you didn't hear
is that when you wake up I adore you
when you go to bed for those 8 hours
I miss you
when you don't want to be bothered
I'm thinking about the times
we were in communion
and in those times I shut mine eyes
and wait for you
slowly crying I die for you

on cold nights
I want to be warmth to you
when you rejoice
I'm victorious with you
my friend what I'm saying is
I've dedicated my life
to you

remember

seasons change
but admiration remains
eternity fits
a lasting friend


Author's Note: God Speaks. Listen.