A Loner

by John Lowe

He sat stiffly at the end of the bar.
His face sagging and covered with scars.
He thought back on why he was at this place.
That fair young lady covered in satin and lace.

He asked the bartender for another drink.
Maybe one more shot would help him think.
She wanted a strong hero fresh from the war.
But, she had no idea just what was in store.

She not only got the strong man she had seen.
She got his burdens of war, which was like a bad dream.
The sleepless nights and shadows always in the corner.
She found that this hero was destined to be a loner.

One night she was gone, a feather in the wind.
So, he headed to the bar to let the drinking begin.

YOU NEVER GET TRUE REPEAT
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After enjoying the supreme bliss
No need to have a replay swish
This need of once more aesthete
Literally you never get true repeat

Those unique feelings in deep secret
Of silent eyes of faithful evening sedate
No curtain falling will have same rehearse
Of those fading moments like dead verse

Those flashing visions can never be recited
And never be accomplished in succession
Just enjoy imagination and never get deceived
Listen unfathomable notes from innate ocean

Tune your mind for afresh heavenly pleasure
Like the Earth ready for daily bakes and bear

~~~~~~Jawahar Gupta ~~~~~~

                                             Second chance


To live is to love
to love is to give
to give is to forgive everything Idid
So give me a chance
I will show you where to go
how our father in heaven is the one Iknow
he gave his son's life
for all of us he did
giving us a chance for a life with him

                                                          by Danielle Burns

Breeze by Sai Krishna

Eastern breeze in jasmine groves
Touch my heart in small bushes
 With fragrance of flower queens
 It yields a new feel for soul to heavens
 
The touch of new petals afford cheer
 East turns pretty with this breeze
 From hills a wind join to this air
 Like a melodious tune this breeze
 Sound in evening hues at weather
 Long leaves shake with breeze
As dancing maids in this evening
Rustle leaves fly with sounds as orchestra
 
In this eastern breeze as moving audios

Washing Day

I love the satisfaction
When I hoist the clothesline higher
Those extra thirteen inches... ;)
Way better than the dryer!
 
Don't use electricity
A waste of precious energy
Hang your undies on the "Hills"
For all the world to see
 
Don't be embarrassed
No need to be shy
The sun and the wind
are the best way to dry
 
But watch out - if your neighbour is Herbert the pervert
Snowdropping his favourite pastime
He's creeping about after dark when it's late
So make sure that they're all off the line!

by Richard Sherrer

A GENUINE LOVE

It is not as though I write,
 
To give you a new command;
 
Rather try to shed some light,
 
On one that God does demand.
 
 
 
An older Law from the start,
 
It is one that you have heard;
 
Should be engraved in your heart,
 
And written throughout His Word.
 
 
 
But I write also a new,
 
Commandment of which I give;
 
That exists in Christ for you,
 
The true light shining to live.
 
 
 
How can you live in the light?
 
When some believers you hate;
 
So darkness then fills your sight,
 
No longer do you see straight.
 
 
 
Live in the light if you love,
 
Any other believers;
 
Share as it flows from above,
 
With all other receivers.
 
 
 
Nothing destroys faith of those,
 
Who are living in the light;
 
Because of the love that flows,
 
Are given the pure insight.
 
 
 
I write because of your sin,
 
Are forgiven through Christ;
 
Since Christ you know did begin,
 
Before He was sacrificed.
 
 
 
I write because you have won,
 
And you know our Father;
 
Defeating the evil one,
 
Through Jesus Christ your Brother.
 
 
 
You have a genuine love,
 
That cannot be of this place;
 
So love not the world thereof,
 
It can never offer grace.

dazzled daisy in field of full yellow
one of a crowd of thousands
from afar a tad of blur
yet imagine
petals distinctly curved
shoots of brown black extended softly
call out to the sun of midday
dazzled daisy in field of full yellow
delight of clouds passing this way
alas, one drop then another
thirst-wrenching struggle sustained
full circle in field of full yellow
adheres dusk to another day

by Ann Cutshall