Alarming Creation
An alarming creation has been assembled,
For he does his work and begets, the very same.
The author creates and blocks out like one who imagines,
In an institution consuming ice and ink.
The embryonic stages set in motion and lead to fabrication,
Of first cracks, of elementary layers like the cakes.
This is the opening, there will be some with less,
But the author of creativity shows a plot or story.
Much is lion, most is gathering when a story unfolds,
Like a consternation, like an alarm of a clock.
The created beings set away from the land
And erode into the sea, the seas and the oceans.
poem by Naveed Akram
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God Spoke And It Was
God Himself created the heavens, the earth, and all that man can see,
He spoke all into existence and will sustain it all through eternity.
As The Spirit hovered over the earth, God said “Let there be light”,
As He spoke it was created and there was day and there was night.
He said “Let there be a separation of the waters below and up high”,
He saw the expanse that He created said it is good and called it sky.
He said “Let all the waters be gathered to one place” and it will be,
This created a dry area He called land and the waters He called seas.
He said “Let the land produce various plants, trees, and vegetation”,
He saw all He created, said it is good on the third day of creation.
After God produced all the vegetation, He said “Let there be lights”,
So He created a light for the days and a lesser light for the nights.
He then spoke regarding creatures in the land, the seas, and the sky,
So He added to His creation creatures that could walk, swim, and fly.
As God continued He said to Christ “Let's make man in our own image”,
So He created man from simple dust and put him in a special lineage.
For God blessed man who He called Adam and put him over His creation,
However God's special fellowship ended when man fell into temptation.
But today God has spoken through His Son Jesus, who brings Salvation,
Even creation waits to be liberated by Christ with eager expectation.
(Copyright © 01/2003)
I start with the story, almost in the old campfire sense, and the story leads to both the characters, which actors should best be cast in this story, and the language. The choice of words, more than anything else, creates the feeling that the story gives off.
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Creation’s Witness
Gazing at the sun each day, and the stars in the twilight way,
Followed by the moon each night, giving off its lesser light,
Every one suspended in place, by God’s Power and Grace,
Fixed by God, up in the sky, as God’s witness to every eye.
All this was only a small part, of God’s Creation at the start,
He parted waters by command, creating both seas and land,
Above the land He called sky, filling it with creatures that fly,
And in the seas you will find, fish and creatures of that kind.
With vegetation, the land’s filled, just as The Lord had willed.
The land He put creatures too, far different than me and you,
For the pinnacle of God’s plan, is when He had created man,
And created in the image of, The Creator, who reigns above.
All this is God’s created proof, and reason He alone is Truth,
The Creation that man denies, believing that he alone is wise,
But, this is part of Satan’s plan, to deceive the heart of man,
Having man dismiss the Creator, he’ll then not seek a Savior.
But all will be without excuse, when by God asked to choose,
In regards to their salvation, offered by The God of Creation,
For even the creation moans, waiting for God and God alone,
From the curse to be freed, as He comes with His redeemed.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Love story
Love story
~
And somewhere it may be written
a love story not of fairy-tales
or a Hollywood blockbuster
neither the best selling novel
of some highly respect author
or a poetic sonnet which sings
odes to sweet undying passion
it is more simple, honest
a love story of modern times
which bypasses the ageless classics
and clichés of romance
it may not make you cry
but it still remains a love story
lacking high drama or duels fought
mistakes are made and learnt from
and the happy ending still awaits
to be realised and celebrated
but somewhere it is written
in diary or letter form
the love story to this poem
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Heart Of Gold
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
In a world where darkness comes up with the sunrise.
We have all made a compromise to survive.
Living a lie, with a single tear dropp in our eyes.
It turns in to many.
A plenty.
Where we have surrendered up our greatest beliefs.
A sacrifice of the soul.
We are all losing control.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
I never thought anybody could bring me back from the edge.
My spirit is going to soar.
I'm looking for the double edge sword.
Expecting to die by it with a roar.
I thought I would have angered the beast who dwells in the fires.
But he never appears.
Instead suddenly all I see is good tidings.
It is the horse I want to be riding.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
Who are you?
Why are you helping me?
Where does all this love towards fellow man come from?
I'm a friend.
I do this because I can.
It's not easy to understand, when they are no demands.
An angel has whispered upon my ear again.
Speaking of the knight in white armour.
Saying when he comes.
All pure souls will be undone, released and gone.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Play's The Thing
Every day
the same play.
The moment I rise,
the first act begins,
the same plot
all over again.
Only the characters,
only the scenery,
vary. Act after act,
no intermission,
no denouement,
it never ends.
Every night,
in the front row,
the same lady
in a plumed hat
stands and shouts,
"Author, Author! "
I smile, I bow,
what else can I do?
Finally I pull the curtain
and turn in.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Artiste
If I were a painter!
I would paint a picture of you,
If I were a songwriter!
I would sing of my love for you,
If I were an author!
I would write a story of love,
But I am only me
as you can see.
If I were a painter!
I would paint a picture of you,
I brush your hair,
with gentle strokes,
with a touch of brown,
and of you on your bed.
I'll make you blush and glow,
With a single stroke I can
make you smile again,
But I am only me
as you can see.
If I were a songwriter!
I would sing of my love for you,
I would write the words,
to tell you how I feel,
And maybe make this real,
But I am only me
as you can see.
If I were an author!
I would write a story of love,
a love that would bind
our two hearts,
write words of love for your voice,
as I let it wash over me,
of kissing your lips and the taste of you,
But I am only me,
as you can see.
RG/RR
poem by Robert Green
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A story without an author is not worth listening to.
The Nick Joaquin Story
I remember pretty well
As I write these
Poems, these unlikely
Unbecoming poems
Of a legal mind
Wanting still
To craft
A bridge poem
To connect
Two untalking
Worlds
Nick Joaquin indeed
Wrote so well and
Won the hearts
Of Filipino
Literati when
He gave them
The Portrait of
A Filipino as
An Artist
In fact the story
Was made into
A play and Nick
Was invited to watch
An actress who
Played a minor role
Was so irritated
About this drunken
Old rugged
foul smelling
alcoholic
dirty
man,
And seeing him
drank as
Usual with lots
Of beer,
she shouted
omigod!
shouted at
At him
“old man, this is
a nice play, so please
do not watch it drunk
and disappoint us
with your unruly
behaviour! ”
she felt he was just
kind of rude
uncultured
and disrespectful
to the content
of the play
of the portrait
of the Filipino
as an Artist.
she
agreed
the story
was grand
the play grander
what she did not know
she was shouting
at Nick Joaquin
the author
of the story
the
mighty author
of the story
that was made
into a grander play
of the century
Nick Joaquin left the theater
The actress did not really know
What she was saying about
Authorship
and
behavior.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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There Is A Story
There is a story
Of which only a heart could tell
A story of love and beauty
Of wanting and regret
A tale of such romance
Where a tragedy unfolds
The hero or heroine emerges
To save another’s life
To rescue from such loss
The heart of their affection
A story told and known
A story so alike many others
But with a soul of its own
It plays at the strings
A melody of quiet beauty
From the darkest tears
To the brightest smile
There exists uncompleted
A life being written
In a story
Only a heart could know
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Ser-en-dip-i-ty
he
begets poetry
begets interest
begets poets
begets poetry
begets respect
begets inspiration
begets poetry
begets hope
begets them/they/she
begets poetry
begets love
begets this
2005
poem by Jeffrey SpahrSummers
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Ice Storm!
Ice storm!
Waterfalls,
Seas,
Thick forests,
Oceans,
And countries;
Living with the muse of my love,
And with what grows on this earth.
Philosophy, geography, photography;
Like Obama's story!
Like Romney's story!
Like your story!
Like my story!
But, don'r let this true love pass you by.
Mr. A told me this,
Mr. B told me that,
And like the ice storm! !
But, they are all lairs;
Because, each person blamed the other.
Sign, sing!
Of the soul brother and the soul sister;
Signs, sings!
Town, own, crown, brown, down, thrown;
Drink, dink!
Easter, eaters!
Dinky,
In an attractive way;
But, they are all lairs.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I think people enjoy a series. When you like a story, many readers want more of the same, which is dandy, if the author and the characters have more to say.
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The Writer's Author
GOD had written a story
in a book called 'destiny'
all things and even not-a-things are listed
and won't be missed
even Shakespeare could write the beautiful romeo n Juliet,
the story of Othello, Hamlet
or even he could made the beautifullest sonnet
GOD had written about all writer and poet
GOD is writer's author
March 2009
poem by Arif Furqan
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For years, I sort of would try to write a story that somehow fit the title. And I don't think it happened for maybe another four years that I actually thought of a story, the plot of a story that corresponded to that phrase.
quote by Jhumpa Lahiri
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Own creation: A story
The story of my life,
Is the story of today,
It's the story of tomorrow,
And the story of yesterday.
Every waking moment,
Is a surge of pen to paper,
To create a whole new life,
A life to which I favour.
Yet from this page arises,
A world of new ambition,
The compromising irony;
I am my own creation.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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I like to be surprised. Fresh implications and plot twists erupt as a story unfolds. Characters develop backgrounds, adding depth and feeling. Writing feels like exploring.
quote by David Brin
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