Wednesday, June 14, 2017

The Author

The Author


An author possesses pride,
not unlike detectives or spies
uncovering inquisitive hides
with precious provided proofs.

Composed not to be glossed over
by poignant barbs, fact-less,
to divert, then erase unerring tracts
to discredit. Tactless.

Avoid these--plagiaristic spoofs;

since 'truth', in fiction and 'non',
sincere inquiring eyes to open minds
ferret to find

not on parchment
shunned.

Nobel prizes
at times honorably
won

awarded because of diligent effort
spun as silken threads winsome
to clothe in regal principles

young to old
poor to rich

gratefully to shed
paralyzing
old personalities
tiresome.

A book to engender pride
gloriously held high by many
touches hearts revealing
life's perplexing answers

which pleasure seekers
may subconsciously decry
as fearsome commonalities
bothersome.

Pouring over each page
pondering

bled shed light
feeding nations
acquired wisdom;

honestly, a cure
to ignorance's cancer.

A 'bestselling' author alive,
yes preening with humble pride
expects questions to reveal
secreted reasons

not danced around
as horses called 'prancers'

skipping
measured depth

spurned as poison
drunk producing blistering lesions.

This author waits
anticipates 'whys' in valued conversations,

even rehearsed prose or rhymes
willing to spill methods, fears
confronted in time

till reached:
the perfect
publishing season.

Then the author is perched
to supply responses other's search
for international readers to inspire.

Yet, disappointed becomes
when open mic does not hum

since misinterpreted by some critics
mentally tired

confusing the meaning of what's been written
after carefully penned,
disrespectfully read.

Criticized scum
their total summation
while the author bethinks
their spouting's perform

disloyal
unprovoked
unloving high treason


as, definitely
He's not dead

did not paid intellectuals hire
for falsehoods to spread as though keepers
of His literary fire.

Still,

majorities prefer
to play professor to other's words,
instead of consulting freely the author.

Thus, a broken trust
when not honored but thrust aside Fatherly counsel
derided.

Not inquired mature advice
but promulgated an insidious conspired dismissal
of this author hated

his trustworthy expressions
written and well-spoken

berated.

So, this Author's deferred
his judgements buried not heard
by a humanity dreading divine guidance

who stumble and swerve in gross darkness reserved
as accountability's reaping what's deserved
is considered an inconvenience
with righteousness overrated.

But, truth requires acts of godly devotion
desired. Faith coupled with adult responsibility.

Not free-will of one-self eternally to lead

since imperfect hearts driven end in death
whether fast or slow one's traveling speed.

A lack of gratitude for higher learning
leading to eternity--

A gift from a loving Author
Life-giver would be a tragedy,

agreed? To not by Divine wisdom
be taught then righteously bred

proven
not wise

a travesty transpired
by a narcissistic humanity?



Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Our Earth Grieves

Our Soil Grieves


Our soil grieves.

If only it could weep.

Or at least regurgitate
as a geyser
hot contaminated blood which gushes rather than seeps
downs it's constricted dirt

hurting,

unable to gurgle
while drowning in sorrow.

Prevented it's ability to speak.

Our soil's peaked

trampled under the soles of arrogant feet
marching to prideful beats defeating unity

soiling sandy beaches
polluting city streets with a stench rising from beneath a global sweltering heat which churns our stomachs as curdled milk.

Our soil dies after generations repeat the sins of their fathers.

As consciences delete morals.
Souls replete with vices God despised.

Stripped the land of thoughtfulness and time.

Yet, our soil will again thrive
under righteous guidance
love and nurturing
reprised.

Deleted wicked weeds
choking away breath needed to revive its seeds.

Resuscitated soil will praise them--A King under his Father's Sovereignty.

For indeed they will save him from total depletion
from the greedy hearts and grabbling fingers
of insatiable
heartless
humanity.

So, our soil will persist and resist
for now

but soon will flourish as if moistened by rains
and rinsed by rushing rivers

into a peaceful
secure

eternity.





Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Meltdown (Inspired by Full Fathom Five, 1947 by Jackson Pollock)

Meltdown (Inspired by Full Fathom Five, 1947 by Jackson Pollock)


not slow the burn

I've earned
it over the years
spurning no extended hands

now I've fallen
hot where I land

once precious metal to a mom
pinched sterling silver
to keep her calm

to dad a boy to shoot some hoop

I've failed them both

in mind a man who'd gain the world
to she a sore,

though when we danced...

I watched the curl of her lip
like 'I'm a locked door
to her happiness'
she wished I'd taken that navy ship
for only this she thinks I'm equipped

everywhere I step it clangs 'mistake'
my every choice they hate I'd made
yet, sure to trip if I don't remain sedated...

which path remains for me to take

since rolling eyes state "you're a fake"

since rolling eyes state "you're a fake"

since rolling eyes state "you're a fake"

***

not slow to burn

yes this I've earned
over the years






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Tuesday, May 23, 2017

No Mere Dream



as if
not in enough pain...

what statements made
by insane
acts of wickedness?

what gain's actually attained?


hatred,
intense or subtle

yes anger profound
is all that is felt by horrific tragedies
supposedly human yet demonically dealt.

proven,

hands of the wicked one
hold power,

control

this "god of this system of things"
grows bolder than bold

as blood of our young ones
is crazily splattered in these constant
brutal attacks

to the wicked spirits love doesn't matter
since their progeny lost in centuries back

when a flood took their seed
they experienced lack.

blinding minds
so 'truth' doesn't unfold

these wicked ones once God's sons
would rather mankind goad into chaos extreme

with sighing and groaning
with horrors and screams

to stifle all hopes
values

our visions for the future.

Hold fast to faith
not blind
by any means.

God's Kingdom has promised
earth violence to clean

wickedness to rid

eternal righteousness to glean.

"while we keep our eyes,
not on the things seen,

but on the things unseen.

For the things seen are temporary,

but the things unseen
are everlasting."

*

"And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away.

And the One seated on the throne said:

“Look!
I am making all things new.”

Also he says:

“Write,
for these words are faithful and true.”

This coming soon
all nations obedient to the King
will harmoniously sing:

"Let God's Kingdom
Government

Eternally Reign!"

Let all suffering today know:

This Is No Mere Fantasy!
This Is No Mere Dream.








https://allpoetry.com/poem/13318621-No-Mere-Dream-by-Lucretia-Mccloud

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Believed

BELIEVED
by Lucretia Mccloud aka Seah Greenhorn
(poem with copyright)


i.

believed

I

once

swaddled
in silken comfort
cotton gauze

cleansed/rinsed
by paternal tears

feared

no longer
my promised daggle in smoky spheres beyond grief stricken gazes

hazy,

albeit heavily paid for future flights
glorious

ii.

horrendous

the gore

I

implored to see no more
insides oozed out.

They cried out
in vain

till no longer felt
pain

as my eyes stared forward

stalwart

remembering how to hack.
Each attack

remembering the blessings
robes promised.

No lack of honor upon my return.

I burn now in fiery guilt.

No comfort in patchwork quilts laid upon my tattered being

seen

their tears
fears

returned

iii.

my hope to mentally cope

dismantled
by mysterious themes.

No longer to dream of kites and clouds.

Beclouded the skies.

Still hear their screams.
Why pray out loud?

Who will hear?

Cloaks

steer us clear of heavenly birds
by actions crude though praiseworthy their words.

What righteousness in darkness kept?
Yes integrity died, or at least like the dead slept.

Absurd to believe
on man's capability
with greed from green paving the scene.

Poor men pinned to early death's disease.

Upon my knees I lean
as conscious unclean
bleeds and bleeds

yet my heart still pleads

"ease me
before I ease myself."

Resurrect hope back onto my shelf.

iv.

They

believed

once.

Swaddled
in white silk

black gauze

veils their tears
fears

float
as doubts plague them.

As the clergyman
laid him

after once again
they paid him.


Religion



Disastrous
tornado

all worshippers lose?

A picnic beach
with loving companions?

You choose

leaders
selfish

left curled/
confused?

Or

brain enlightened?

Heart
not abandoned after abused.

Religions proclaim
yes preach 'truth' <i>in practice</i>
or elaborate in speech?

If followed
what destination to reach?

Eternal destruction

or eternal life
under guidance of One

endless

to teach?

https://www.allpoetry.com/poem/13296575-Religion-by-Lucretia-Mccloud

Monday, May 8, 2017

Do You Find Yourself “Enraged against the Almighty?”


When tuning into today’s news we are affected by worldwide adversities.

Do you feel like Abraham who once uttered these words regarding the Almighty: “Will the Judge of all the earth not do what is right?”” Genesis 18:25.

Actually, with that question, Abraham expressed confidence that Jehovah would render perfect justice in the case of Sodom and Gomorrah. Abraham was convinced that Jehovah would never act unjustly by “putting the righteous man to death with the wicked one.” Such an act was “unthinkable” to Abraham.

Some 400 years later, Jehovah said of himself: “The Rock, perfect is his activity, for all his ways are justice. A God of faithfulness who is never unjust; righteous and upright is he.”—Deut. 31:19; 32:4.

Yet, because of our imperfect view of matters or because we do not have all the facts our understanding of matters is oft times inaccurate or mistaken. “There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to death.” Prov. 14:12

So how can we develop the confidence of Abraham regarding the Creator?

Does not confidence come with knowledge?

Therefore, we must learn about our Creator and his wonderful qualities, thus gain the ability to prayerfully rely upon Him, become loyal to him, and thus prevent ourselves from ever becoming “enraged against Jehovah” for, “it is a man’s own foolishness that distorts his way“. Prov. 19:3.

However, “this means everlasting life, their coming to know you, the only true God, and the one whom you sent, Jesus Christ.” John 17:3.

Until “the conclusion of the system of things?”, we can not really expect to avoid all types of injustices. Matthew 24:3. . . But, rather than becoming bitter, should we not avoid negative speech, knowing that such speech only makes a bad situation worse?

And, rather than taking matters into our own hands resulting in more tragedies, wouldn’t it better if everyone were determined to be loyal and wait patiently on the Originator of our universe to correct matters?

Should we not work productively by living in harmony with his learned purpose and try applying basic principles “that were written beforehand were written for our instruction, so that through our endurance and through the comfort from the Scriptures we might have hope”? Romans 15:4.

Honestly, we know that dependence upon our Creator is not everyone’s desire. But it was foretold about our day: “Furthermore, the world is passing away and so is its desire, but the one who does the will of God remains forever.” 1 John 2:17.

Remains where?

“The righteous will possess the earth, and they will live forever on it.” Psalm 37:29. 

Yes!

“For evil men will be done away with, but those hoping in Jehovah will possess the earth. Just a little while longer, and the wicked will be no more; you will look at where they were, and they will not be there. But the meek will possess the earth, and they will find exquisite delight in the abundance of peace.” Psalm 37:9-11.

So don’t become bitter! Become hopeful.

Then you experience the fulfillment of this prophecy:


“I, Jehovah, am your God, The One teaching you to benefit yourself, The One guiding you in the way you should walk. If only you would pay attention to my commandments! Then your peace would become just like a river and your righteousness like the waves of the sea.” Isaiah 48:17, 18.