THE POETIC SOARING EAGLES

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Comment by Rhonda A. White, CNHP "The INNERgizer" (4 NEW Books/3 CDs released) on September 23, 2009 at 9:25pm

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Comment by Shaman DeMagi on August 14, 2009 at 3:24pm

What is the relevance of Poecy?

Comment by Debra P. Declouet on August 29, 2008 at 1:38am

What's In a NAME?
(a healing poem)


I said, “I don’t really know her.”
Truth is, I’ve known her too well.
As we’ve spent all of our life together, occupying the same human shell.
Abused and confused, not understanding what was wrong.
Because it persisted for such a long time;
Its power had become too strong.
Neglected, rejected, abandoned and let down,
By those who were to love me and always be around.

This healing search began long ago; but, would have never begun with me.
For I constantly ignored the one identity needed to successfully set me free.
Tolerated, never celebrated; I’d hidden her within myself
Focusing all my attentions on pleasing everyone else.
So, bad choice after bad choice, with each one lower she would descend.
The abuse was like a vicious cycle, not seeming to have an end.
Until all at once and that time is NOW, I’ve decided I’ve had ENOUGH!
I’m tired of living life settling while the enemy’s enjoying my stuff.

So, today I’m taking back my heart and I’m declaring out loud, “I am free!”
And I’m resting untangled in my Saviors arm, who’s given me this victory.
For I’d come to fear the process of “LOVE”, the giving unselfishly of self;
Too afraid that I’d have nothing left if I shared my heart with someone else.
Now I’ve given it over to Jesus, my heart is safe in His care.
It’s being healed, mended and restored; new desires are being set in there.
God’s revealing His plan of Love to me;
He is enlightening my eyes, enabling me to see:

“Love on the Highest Degree” was my prayer;
But deep within my heart I thought I’d never get there.
For so long I have walked around broken
The words were kept silent, never spoken.

My eyes are refocused now that the scales have come off and
I have regained some semblance of hope.
I peer out in the distance at what can now be; all the love that is readily available to me
And I sigh deeply, as if in relief.
This inner healing brings with it such peace.

The LOVE OF GOD is truly amazing.
It is so powerful, it has set me free.
I’m now liberated and able to love again
And the first recipient of that LOVE is ME!!!

Debra P. Declouet
Beloved – one who is greatly LOVED!
Copyright 2008. Women of Destiny, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

Comment by Clevette Harris on July 24, 2008 at 7:06pm

I appreciate everyone coming forth and sharing their works with us. May the Lord continue to bless you all.

Clevette

Comment by Judith M Mosley on July 24, 2008 at 6:50pm

My contirbution
Judith

Charade
Judith M. Mosley

The tears behind my eyes want to flow down my cheeks.
I stop them because the temporary relief is not worth
the effort of explaining why. I give them their way in the dark
when I am alone.

The words I want to speak are dammed up by the same wall
that keeps my tears from flowing.
I walk around emotionally unavailable afraid of the reaction
to my possible expression.

Conversation may be the needed release.
I understand the dilemma. Honesty is too painful.
I talk around the question offering no answers.
I prefer the prison of the charade to the freedom of sincerity

Comment by Gary Jones Harris on July 23, 2008 at 11:40am

The One True Source

No Energy can be created or destroyed only changed
That's what is said of course
Well what or who was the source?

What or who was the original type?
There is "one" who dwells in unapproachable light
Who is seated above the heights

Permeating all things
Seen and unseen

However what is said
Is sight is supreme

H’mmm?
Has sight ever seen?
What pushes the stream? (wind)

It was once said that the smallest unit
of energy visible was indivisible

Before long this was proven wrong
It seems that what we think is not dissectible
Only becomes more and more undetectable

Yet human reasoning says…

"rest assured everything can still be measured
What cannot be brought to bear
Is simply just not there"

Well, the presence of an invisible intelligence
In light of the evidence
Is hard to speak out against

However,
With the use of clever,
Mis-information
And
Dis-information and...

Faith, inspiration, intuition, and spiritual wisdom become ostracized and...
Only what can be seen and understood through, human reasoning,
Get presented as bona fide

Truth however must be sought as one who digs a well
Still doesn’t ring a bell
Still feel that evolution can never fail?

Well, crack the shell
And do tell
Whether or not you see intelligent design
Inside of the cell.

Comment by Debra P. Declouet on July 20, 2008 at 4:46pm

May God Bless You All, just making my presence felt. Inviting you all to check out my page and I look forward to sharing with you. Today is not that day, however, to be joined with such a wonderful group of gifted individuals is indeed a BLESSING.

Love and Blessings Multiplied,
Debra Declouet
Women of Destiny, LLC

Comment by Shaman DeMagi on July 16, 2008 at 12:10pm

"The Relevance Of Poetry"

The Poet is The Prophet - is it not? A True Seer who is oftentimes equated with being The Gate Keeper; Oracles of thought - clearheaded and undeceived by the wicca of dogma and creed; The face of God is sought - believe you me, the relevance of poetry is based in accuracy of message, though the gift of spirit and speeach; And, under the hot flames of envy, criticism, and spiritual mischief, the captives are set free; All Be It, you better watch the audacity of the children of vanity - fast bound in selfish passions; Bowed down before calamities and palming of the lie in rations; To seem intelligent is become the fashion - is it not? Thus, you romanticize your perverted habits just to impress the dumb and docile masses - spiritual stumblingblocks; Wherewith, We sit back and watch the mischief and the madness; Cause, now, see, fact is that your arrogance and conceit must necessarily pass us just like all man made trends and fashions; The Truth is the only thing that is everlasting;

Make no mistakes about it, malicious mental maneuvers will not get you through this; The relevance of poetry is to be who you be and to speak what you see - squarly facing the oppositions of manifold enemies; But, now, should you elect to bedeck yourself out in hypocrisy, then, be ye prepared for the wrath well written in Black Book Of Mysteries; For, We have called Our Sun out of the proverbial belly of the beast; Baptized in the stygian waters of rejection and stark misery - thine eye is waxed wise through the grim survival of the blood-stained streets...police creep on the victim fast asleep; But, a precious souls of an actual priest has been released from the hell-holes of cast-iron and concrete; Purification process now complete, and, with perfect poetic pen-stroke, the imposture and the renegade is placed upon a lyrical pillory; The voice and vision of an O.G. continues to teach; The eerie species of falsehood and game constitute the lie that intends to hide the Truth and the shame; Confused jargons of empty eloquence on the rostrum of rhetoric cannot manifest the requisite blessings; Hearken unto the spiritual lessons in the relevance of poetry;

And, remember - you cain't teach what you have been deceived about; How much more, then, can you lead when you living mad-driven and locked in self-doubt? It ain't about prestige, superficial thrills, or socio-economic clout; If you curtsy before these, then, you a legend only in your own mind, and, you will never obtain the keys to the magic of rhthm and rhyme; There is power in what you speak - hence, you better watch your mouth! From a panoptic tower do We see the spiritual disease - of the lout; Behold! the pitiable wails of lost souls self-deceived and cast out by the misdeeds wrought against their own house; On the outside, it looks good, but, on the inside, you empty and heartless - sneaky, evel, and thoughtless; You got it all twisted, cause, now, see, God is the only thing that is flawless; Now, listen to me closely! the actual relevance of poetry is the actual evidence of that which is holy:


All Rights Reserved By G.L.P.

Comment by Clevette Harris on July 10, 2008 at 6:15pm

Crossing Over
By Clevette Harris


Does each step you make change your circumstances to the better? Then I would say you've tumbled into the same foot path of a good friend named Jesus.

Now if things are getting worst, there is another path that you could tread. Many prefer to keep him on as a buddy. We can only serve one God. To straddle the fence, that system gets old rather quickly. I would make up my mind if I were you. This confusion only pleases Lucifer. You can say with force "get thee behind me satan". That is if you want to go on the first path and take your journey????

It'll be easy, just tell him it's because the love my Father is giving I'm "STRONGER" now. Yes, walking HIS walk and talking HIS talk I've become "WISER", oh so much wiser. Leave me be devil as with the inner peace my Father gives I'm "BETTER" off now and there's nothing you can do to me. That would be enough for anyone to leave you alone actually.

I THANK You Lord as I never would've made it without you. If I had not come down your path I wouldn't have made it. I thank You for all of Your blessings today and those still to come. Thank You for watching over me.

Clevette
www.QCleSurvivesTheStorm.com/

Comment by simply rita on July 6, 2008 at 9:11pm

A TIME TO LOVE


A time to love a time to care
A time to open wide
A time to live a time to give
All that you have inside

A time to step away from self
And enter into one
Exploring something ever new
Your journey has begun

Let’s celebrate a growing thing
A flower budding out
A rose expressing fragrantly
What love is all about

Let’s tear it down, the hurt and frown
Let’s turn it to a smile
Let’s right a wrong that’s been so long
Let’s go that extra mile

Let’s be the gift we want to have
Let’s be what’s never been
Let’s try a new for me and you
And at the evenings end

We’ll see a rainbow in the sky
A dove descending down
A breeze to carry out the news
We’ve turned the world around

A time to love a time to care
A time to ever be
Examples of the Father God
For everyone to see

simply rita


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