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 Sep 2015 Amy H
GaryFairy
God bless the one who PRAYS
PRAISE the Lord's heavenly REIGN
RAIN on me, then warming RAYS
RAISE my soul to a higher PLANE

PLAIN and simple, he can HEAL
HE'LL save any sinner TOO
TO him, surrender yourself WHOLLY
HOLY father is for me and you


PRAYER

oh Lord, can you hear my PLEAS
PLEASE shelter me from the RAIN
REIGN over me with a watchful EYE
I long to make it to your domain
i know i used rain/reign twice, but the prayer was meant to be a different poem...it seems like few people support, or respect these, but my words to them are, "let's see you write one"
 Sep 2015 Amy H
Mike Hauser
It has come into question
My love for the Croc
Whether it be in bare twinkle toes
Or with knee high socks

Rubber on rubber
From top end to sole
Soft spongy comfort
To take on the road

Yes they're here for the comfort
Not here for the speed
Certainly not for the fashion
If that's what you seek

You might have already guessed
That left long ago
Trying hard to impress
Those in the know

The older you get
The less that you care
Hence my love for the Croc
And fur underwear

But back to my Crocs
Like it or not
It's all that I wear
They're all that I've got

Ask me which style
That I mostly own
(Inquiring minds want to know)
I'd have to say
Why, "The Original"

It's streamlined to date
With the perfect number of holes
I even wear them on dates
These Crocs got it going on

So let me be the first
To let you all in on this
My love for Crocs
Is just what it is

Be it in the bare feet
Or with paisley socks
You need to get over it
Cause I love my Crocs
Every now and then my daughter and her friends will make fun of me about, well....you know. I think they're talking behind my back...
 Sep 2015 Amy H
nivek
in the balance
 Sep 2015 Amy H
nivek
you sit with death daily in the balance
while you do not mourn the passing of a flower
quite the same as the grief you feel for a person
you know to survive all seed must be scattered
and dying to yourself
all seed will eventually bloom for eternity
 Sep 2015 Amy H
Mike Essig
Happiness is an ice cream shop
with a thousand flavors.

You can't visit every day,
but when you do, how delicious!

Choose, slurp, and smile;
delight and be satisfied.

You'll be back soon enough.

  ~mce
 Sep 2015 Amy H
Wade Lancaster
I know how to recognize a desperate soul
    Wood for our fire
      To keep our family warm
        In winters cold
          What is the sacrifice
            Dear tree
              You captured the sun
                Drinking the rain
                  Roots deeply in soil
                    Mother earth
                     Ashes to dust
                        Cinders to rust
                           Reaching for heaven
                             Only to become
                               The god of fire
Nothing can ever be truly destroyed. Everything can only be converted. Even humans... we become something else.
it is within us
vague yet vivid
soundless yet deafening
boundless yet finite
this could be nothing
if you see it
as a perception of your mind
this could be everything
if you believe in it
beyond your limitation*

©IGMS 2014
the magic lays within us
and if you truly believe in it
everything you do will be perfectly crafted
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