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Speaking the truth in love....and rhyme. :) RLW = RhymeLovingWriter (AKA a lady from the wheat fields of KS)
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List-less

Perhaps it’s not been good

to venture forth without a plan.

Such slothful will, defined

or ill, finds naught to follow…

every effort starts to

stall in different

hall of fame; no blame.

Except for paltry piles

instead of miles plopped

far ahead of where

the mound was meant to be.

If I’d have found just

one completion sign,

the road to ‘done’

would rest much easier

on eyes rolled languid

past another day.

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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness
List-less


Perhaps it’s not been good
to venture forth without a plan.
Such slothful will, defined
or ill, finds naught to follow…
every effort starts to
stall in different
hall of fame; no blame.
Except for paltry piles
instead of miles plopped
far ahead of where
the mound was meant to be.
If I’d have found just
one completion sign,
the road to ‘done’
would rest much easier
on eyes rolled languid
past another day.
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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

No More Lies

the world without

not the world within

corrupts with doubt

when first breath begins

we add our years

and our layered masks

through blanket tears

raining phony asks

appeal is built

on what others say

while crushing guilt

holds our joy at bay

to comprehend

from the woven lies

a bitter end

without alibis

I’m here to tell

that the judging game

can go to hell

with its searing flame

with heart-hope raw

I will raise my head

will square my jaw

claiming hope instead

stripped clean of guise

in a place so rare

abandon lies

truth will take you there

if courage fails

and your spirits dull

remember this –

you are beautiful

Written in response to viewing the video at the bottom of this page:

http://www.allure.com/story/lizzie-velasquez-slams-online-bullies-over-cruel-meme

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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse
No More Lies

the world without
not the world within
corrupts with doubt
when first breath begins

we add our years
and our layered masks
through blanket tears
raining phony asks

appeal is built
on what others say
while crushing guilt
holds our joy at bay

to comprehend
from the woven lies
a bitter end
without alibis

I’m here to tell
that the judging game
can go to hell
with its searing flame

with heart-hope raw
I will raise my head
will square my jaw
claiming hope instead

stripped clean of guise
in a place so rare
abandon lies
truth will take you there

if courage fails
and your spirits dull
remember this –
you are beautiful

Written in response to viewing the video at the bottom of this page:
http://www.allure.com/story/lizzie-velasquez-slams-online-bullies-over-cruel-meme

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This Man of Mine

I’ve never fully understood, not even ‘til today

how bonds we formed so long ago have blessed us both to stay

It’s got to be a gracing, giving strength beyond our own

that holds this love together all through choices we have grown

You take two different people and conjoin them up for life,

a model tried through centuries, this husband with his wife

He’s not given to praising and perfection’s not his game

but oh, he works in many ways at loving, just the same

Today, for instance, when I rose, ‘to-do’ list on my mind

I came downstairs with heavy sigh and what gift did I find?

The tree and lights, near put away (Epiphany now passed)

he did a chore I didn’t like with never being asked

Some ask at my believing and they wonder at my hope

yet every day, some way I’m blessed with gifts that help me cope

My answer is in trusting full that come good days or bad

this sacramental bonding tarries not as passing fad

It’s choice each morn on rising new to honor and to bless

in ways the other may not know, or ever even guess

I don’t pretend all answers in this riddle that we live

but time and time again it seems we get more when we give

I share with you if you are blue that times can turn around

not Pollyanna pandering but truth that I have found

I’ll write the blues when they appear but sunshine rays this day

right now it’s time to ‘walk my talk’ with no more word delay  :)

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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness
This Man of Mine
I’ve never fully understood, not even ‘til today
how bonds we formed so long ago have blessed us both to stay
It’s got to be a gracing, giving strength beyond our own
that holds this love together all through choices we have grown
You take two different people and conjoin them up for life,
a model tried through centuries, this husband with his wife

He’s not given to praising and perfection’s not his game
but oh, he works in many ways at loving, just the same
Today, for instance, when I rose, ‘to-do’ list on my mind
I came downstairs with heavy sigh and what gift did I find?
The tree and lights, near put away (Epiphany now passed)
he did a chore I didn’t like with never being asked

Some ask at my believing and they wonder at my hope
yet every day, some way I’m blessed with gifts that help me cope
My answer is in trusting full that come good days or bad
this sacramental bonding tarries not as passing fad
It’s choice each morn on rising new to honor and to bless
in ways the other may not know, or ever even guess

I don’t pretend all answers in this riddle that we live
but time and time again it seems we get more when we give
I share with you if you are blue that times can turn around
not Pollyanna pandering but truth that I have found
I’ll write the blues when they appear but sunshine rays this day
right now it’s time to ‘walk my talk’ with no more word delay  :)
#poetry  #rhyme  #hope  #thankfulness  #sacrament 
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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

On My Way

I’m on my way… to tomorrow…

who knows if I’ll arrive?

The hours behind have fallen fair

despite a moment here or there.

All that waits for reckoning,

is steps still taken on the way

to when and where I lay my head.

Journey-song, discordant sweet

illumines path until I greet the dawn

and sunshine spawns and splays

her rays in brilliant splash across

the skies.

I close my eyes to dream awhile,

resting on a smile.

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On My Way


I’m on my way… to tomorrow…
who knows if I’ll arrive?

The hours behind have fallen fair
despite a moment here or there.
All that waits for reckoning,
is steps still taken on the way
to when and where I lay my head.

Journey-song, discordant sweet
illumines path until I greet the dawn
and sunshine spawns and splays
her rays in brilliant splash across
the skies.

I close my eyes to dream awhile,
resting on a smile.

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Written by RLW in portal Religion

Evening Prayer

The mirror turns and how it burns

to have to say I did not walk

your way but stayed instead

inside my head and safely bound

by words - holy ground turned coldly

bare. I stare, but only moments.

There! A spark – that sputtered near to

death has birthed anew Your fire.

Refine my heart, arouse my soul to sing and then,

tug strong the acts of love – long lost amid

the fog of wandering, word-wizened.

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Written by RLW in portal Religion
Evening Prayer

The mirror turns and how it burns
to have to say I did not walk
your way but stayed instead
inside my head and safely bound
by words - holy ground turned coldly
bare. I stare, but only moments.
There! A spark – that sputtered near to
death has birthed anew Your fire.
Refine my heart, arouse my soul to sing and then,
tug strong the acts of love – long lost amid
the fog of wandering, word-wizened.

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If one were to have a conversation with the devil, how would it go?
Written by RLW in portal Fiction

Moment by Precious Moment

“you can not have my heart.”

we fell apart, full shadowed in exertions hue

but oh, I knew

this would not be the last.

he whispered close,

“But dear, I will.

No other heart will do.”

Then I looked back, with love and sorrow.

he did not seem to know that all his

strength was borrowed

from One who claimed my heart

so long ago – and his heart too.

Though he rebelled in pride,

still at his side I could

not abide to follow.

he then withdrew,

to tempt another day,

when blue and battered spirit

left opening on cue.

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Written by RLW in portal Fiction
Moment by Precious Moment

“you can not have my heart.”
we fell apart, full shadowed in exertions hue
but oh, I knew
this would not be the last.

he whispered close,
“But dear, I will.
No other heart will do.”

Then I looked back, with love and sorrow.
he did not seem to know that all his
strength was borrowed
from One who claimed my heart
so long ago – and his heart too.
Though he rebelled in pride,
still at his side I could
not abide to follow.

he then withdrew,
to tempt another day,
when blue and battered spirit
left opening on cue.

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Rivalries

Arrows bounded carefully,

drilling enemy forces.

Gruff henchmen instigated

jousting; knights languishing most

notably - overruling

previously querulous

remediation. Sullen

treachery undermining

virtue, wisest xenophiles

yammer-yielded zealotry.

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Written by RLW
Rivalries

Arrows bounded carefully,
drilling enemy forces.

Gruff henchmen instigated
jousting; knights languishing most
notably - overruling
previously querulous
remediation. Sullen
treachery undermining
virtue, wisest xenophiles
yammer-yielded zealotry.
#poetry  #challenge  #alphabetical 
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On Becoming

I was another long ago -

once brash, impatient, self-assured…

then life turned lessons one by one

to render mute my scissored tongue.

Those ribbons cut for others’ scores

came twice or thrice upon my head;

repeated penance - meant to tamp

excessive judgment uttered bold.

The rites foretold another chance

to learn, to grow, to choose for right

and I, in mind of all past deeds

took up the fight within myself.

Maintaining still this morphing hope,

as round I grope, for words to bless.

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Written by RLW in portal Stream of Consciousness
On Becoming

I was another long ago -
once brash, impatient, self-assured…
then life turned lessons one by one
to render mute my scissored tongue.
Those ribbons cut for others’ scores
came twice or thrice upon my head;
repeated penance - meant to tamp
excessive judgment uttered bold.
The rites foretold another chance
to learn, to grow, to choose for right
and I, in mind of all past deeds
took up the fight within myself.
Maintaining still this morphing hope,
as round I grope, for words to bless.

#poetry  #love  #hope  #growth  #charityinspeech 
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Written by RLW in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Doors

Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan

To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate

With thought that all who enter, beast or man,

Consider on return to prior state

To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate

As round some most circuitous of plod

Consider on return to prior state

Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god

As round some most circuitous of plod

Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate

Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god

Full confident that choice comes never late

Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate

With thought that all who enter, beast or man,

Full confident that choice comes never late

Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan

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Doors


Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan
To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate
With thought that all who enter, beast or man,
Consider on return to prior state

To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate
As round some most circuitous of plod
Consider on return to prior state
Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god

As round some most circuitous of plod
Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate
Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god
Full confident that choice comes never late

Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate
With thought that all who enter, beast or man,
Full confident that choice comes never late
Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan
#poetry  #  #choices  #fate  #Pantoum 
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Christmas Reflection 2015

I'd forgotten I wrote this - but came across it just now. It still rings true for me. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa - or whatever you celebrate or don't. I'd just like more cheer in the world and am wishing it for you!

Christmas Reflection 2015

In a world as big as our world – with so many souls to save

There are some who use most kindly all the gifts that Jesus gave

There are others who deny Him – while some never know His name

Yet He loves us all as children in our need for love – the same

We can walk a path too narrow – we can wander far in sin

When the knock is heard for shelter – do we welcome strangers in?

Will the fear of danger sway us – will it stay our need to give?

Will it bring out all we’re made for – or corrupt the way we live?

In a season made for laughter – with a bright and shining star

There are some who see most clearly how He makes us what we are

There are others who refuse Him – while some live without His joy

Yet He loves us all as children – every girl and every boy

We can walk where safety holds us – we can miss the mark so true

When a challenge is beyond us – will the easy answer do?

Will our comfort be more precious – will it hold us back or no?

Will the Truth compel our passion – or amend the way we go?

In a life of measured moments – for a length we do not know

There are some who spend each treasure on the needs His body shows

There are others who rebuke Him – while some never hear of Grace

Yet He is, in truth, our Savior – and He longs to give embrace

We can walk midst tinseled trappings – we can buy the market dross

Or give chance to Holy Mercy as He modeled on the cross

When our Savior finds us waiting – when we live His life sincere

I believe His grace sufficient – to alleviate all fear

In remembered Incarnation – filled with joy and sorrow shared

We can be a Holy presence – we can live as sinners spared

We return to Him His mercy – showing Joy despite our pain

He will find us in our loving – may we walk His way again

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Christmas Reflection 2015
I'd forgotten I wrote this - but came across it just now. It still rings true for me. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa - or whatever you celebrate or don't. I'd just like more cheer in the world and am wishing it for you!

Christmas Reflection 2015
In a world as big as our world – with so many souls to save
There are some who use most kindly all the gifts that Jesus gave
There are others who deny Him – while some never know His name
Yet He loves us all as children in our need for love – the same
We can walk a path too narrow – we can wander far in sin
When the knock is heard for shelter – do we welcome strangers in?
Will the fear of danger sway us – will it stay our need to give?
Will it bring out all we’re made for – or corrupt the way we live?
In a season made for laughter – with a bright and shining star
There are some who see most clearly how He makes us what we are
There are others who refuse Him – while some live without His joy
Yet He loves us all as children – every girl and every boy
We can walk where safety holds us – we can miss the mark so true
When a challenge is beyond us – will the easy answer do?
Will our comfort be more precious – will it hold us back or no?
Will the Truth compel our passion – or amend the way we go?
In a life of measured moments – for a length we do not know
There are some who spend each treasure on the needs His body shows
There are others who rebuke Him – while some never hear of Grace
Yet He is, in truth, our Savior – and He longs to give embrace
We can walk midst tinseled trappings – we can buy the market dross
Or give chance to Holy Mercy as He modeled on the cross
When our Savior finds us waiting – when we live His life sincere
I believe His grace sufficient – to alleviate all fear
In remembered Incarnation – filled with joy and sorrow shared
We can be a Holy presence – we can live as sinners spared
We return to Him His mercy – showing Joy despite our pain
He will find us in our loving – may we walk His way again
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