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6 years ago  ::  Feb 02, 2009 - 5:37PM #51
MelissaHlovesGod
Posts: 185
Walking With Spike

Heart beating in rhythm
To the pounding of my shoes on the ground.
Arms pumping in motion
Keeping time with my stride.
Spike traveling at my side,
Tongue lolling out the side of his mouth.
Laughing at my harried breaths
As I keep the pace brisk.
Hungering for a break,
Unwilling to take one,
Wanting to get this over with,
We press on.
Beatiful trees line the pathway,
While flowers perfume the air
With their delicate fragrance.
A gently babbling brook
Dances beside us
Going along its way.
We're almost at our goal, now.
Almost home.
Legs burning,
Arms wanting to lie limp for a week,
Throat so dry, I can drink a gallon of water,
We fly the last few yards.
Aah, home.
The finish line.
No more long walks today.
Spike wants to play with his tug toy now.
No more walks
Until tomorrow.
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6 years ago  ::  Feb 16, 2009 - 7:24AM #52
MelissaHlovesGod
Posts: 185
Sit Ups With Spike
Sweat and tears run down my face.
My face is red with exertion.
I am grunting with the amount of effort
I am putting into my sit ups.
Man, do I hate sit ups!
Spike is laying at my side
Watching with interest at my antics,
Laughing in his doggy way.
Mouth open, tongue dangling,
And tail wagging.
I growl at him as I come up again.
He jumps up and onto me,
Thinking this a new game.
I collapse onto the floor without breath,
Getting doggy licks on my heated face.
Then, gone is the weight on my chest.
Spike is bounding across the floor
Scooping up his tug toy and bringing it back to me.
I wrestle the toy away from him
And throw it across the room,
Getting up while he scrambles to get it.
I know I will not be able to do another sit up now.
This is his way of telling me
My time of sit ups is over
Our time of playing with the tug toy begins now.
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6 years ago  ::  Mar 08, 2009 - 5:21PM #53
MelissaHlovesGod
Posts: 185

This is also on my group site: Poets Anonymous. Visit us sometime, there are some good poems there. We are also looking for poetry, always.


    I See Heaven In Your Eyes


 


Every time I look in your eyes,


I see Heaven reflected there. 


I see the glory of God abiding in us.


I see the joy of love shared in all of us.


I see the love you have for me.


You look at me as if I am the only one for you.


That I am the greatest thing since microwaves.


 


When I am in the grips of misery,


All I have to do is look


In your beautiful brown eyes


And see all of Heaven reflected there.


You lift my spirits and my hopes.


You bring me up from the pit of depression.


You have saved me from a lifetime of pure misery.


 


Without you, I am bereft of life.


With you, I can do and am able to do anything.


I can fly, if you ask me to.


You are a blessing to me.


You have saved my life time and time again


With just being you and being here with me.


You are a gift from God.


 


Your beautiful brown eyes are shining


With the radiance of living.


You have taught me that living is worth the pain


Of the losses we bear from day to day.


We pick up our crosses daily, carrying them bravely


Until the day we lay them at the feet of our Savior.


But I get a glimpse of Heaven each time I look


And see Heaven in your eyes.

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6 years ago  ::  Mar 10, 2009 - 11:15AM #54
helyn
Posts: 262

i enjoyed your poem, it was cute and i giggled. thank you.

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6 years ago  ::  Mar 11, 2009 - 2:41PM #55
sabrinaswinter
Posts: 354

Melissa, your poetry is truly beautiful.  Your poem about God's love for us always being there is truly moving.


 


Your Poetry is So  Moving


(Dedicated to Melissa, God Loves You!)


                By


Wendy Jennifer Schuljan


 


Your poetry is so moving.


I feel God's presence dancing wildly in the daffodils.


Beautiful words becoming luscious colors


like a child fingerpainting the morning sky of pure consciousness.


Each word kisses my soul.  I'm not alone.


Your poetry is so moving.


Your writing takes me on a spiritual journey.


I'm having tea with the angels.


Jesus is pure love.


I feel God's presence dancing wildly in the daffodils.


 


 

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6 years ago  ::  Mar 11, 2009 - 10:15PM #56
MelissaHlovesGod
Posts: 185

Dearest One



Dearest One,


How can you love Me


When you don't see Me?


Through the hustle and bustle


Of your every day life


You don't take time out to see


My masterpiece on the sky


Or the simple dewdrop on the rose.


You are too busy to notice Me


Who formed thee out of the dirt and My breath


Who gave thee your freedom and your life,


Who cut you from your bonds of sin


And raised you to the status


Of My Son's dear Friends.


How can you love Me,


When you don't know Me?


When you don't listen to My whisper


In the quiet of the night?


I whisper to you of the promises


I will give you if you only will turn to Me.


I whisper to you of the wonders we will do.


But you refuse to notice Me.


It's such a shame too.


I had such plans for us, My Dearest One.


What plans I had!


The joy we would have shared!


But, alas! You cling to this world's idols


But not to Me.


 


-Melissa J. Hall

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5 years ago  ::  Jun 26, 2009 - 12:34PM #57
sabrinaswinter
Posts: 354

 


Love And Teacups In Bloom


                By


              Wendy


 


The winter has overtaken my soul for so long.


I forgot how to feel.


The windowpane's icy flowers are surreal.


I wonder how it would be like to fall in love again.


The loneliness has kept me company


Like a black cat lost in the pits of midnight.


Someday the rainbow shall return...


A spring Goddess of myriad trees and stars.


She shall inspire me to write beyond the dreams...


The streams of the subconscious playing hide and seek.


Where is the sun?


I see your image in the leaves.


A Pisces amidst the silver moon


Promises whispered in the light.


Am I being too frank?


The winter has overtaken my soul for so long.


Still the roses glorify the silent song.


Love and teacups in bloom.

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5 years ago  ::  Jul 19, 2009 - 9:56PM #58
sabrinaswinter
Posts: 354

 There Is A Dove Goddess Within Every Soul


By  Wendy Jennifer Schuljan


 


Wink


There is a dove goddess within every soul.


She is love.


She is the voice of compassion.


She is the first to forgive and forget.


She is not afraid to kiss the stars of heaven.


May she soar into your heart today.


 


There is a dove goddess within every soul.


She is called wisdom.


She is not afraid to speak out against prejudice and injustice.


She is gentle and kind.


She lives in the heart of every man and woman.


Listen to the night, her melody is more beautiful than a nightingale's.


Listen to the day, she is the laughter of children at play.


 


When you are lonely, she is the voice of prayer.


Extending her rainbow wings of protection,


She guides you to the place called truth.


She restores the ashes of your tears into roses of the new dawn.


She is immortal.


There is a dove goddess within every soul.


Touch your heart today and know you are loved by a poetess so far away.


Don't be afraid to be who you truly are...


A being of faith on a glorious journey called true love


 


 


 

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5 years ago  ::  Jan 04, 2010 - 4:12PM #59
sabrinaswinter
Posts: 354

KissLove is BeautifulKiss


(Dedicated to My Cat, Munchkin)


By


Wendy S aka Sabrinaswinter


 


Love is beautiful.


She is often like a cat,


purring softly in my lap.


I close my eyes and I'm gone,


a floating snowflake of timeless wonder.


 


Love is beautiful!


She is often like a cat,


purring softly in my lap.


Letting my heart know that


God is simple oneness.


 


Blessed serenity.


If only man and woman could know of such love.


There is much wisdom in a tiny cat!


 

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