“7”
7 is my life digit
The sum of 3+4
Joy it doth elicit
Christ metaphor
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Faith, Truth And Worthiness
It's not ours to question why or what
"The Good Lord" has planned for us
The depths of our soul we must elicit
To free our faith, truth n' worthiness
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Nappy Headed Ho’s
Three words that circled Earth
Spoken by a racist/sexist bigot
A man with bloated self worth
Paycheck reduced to zero digit
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Is letting go a metaphor?
what is letting go -
letting go of grief?
the serenity of letting go?
(must be a bad metaphor)
losing represents letting go of control
I need to understand this 'letting go'
is it a metaphor for facing the inevitable?
breathing as a metaphor for living
'the practice of pruning wine vines'
is that a metaphor for letting go?
surrender. reaching towards the future
if you'll excuse another bad metaphor...
'the last of the sand is pouring...'
onion metaphors are stripped down to the core
letting go is a metaphor for acceptance
is acceptance a metaphor for failure?
'The freedom of letting go'
that does sound grand
letting go is not for the faint-hearted
my hands and heart are tired from letting go
so many times over
examine why metaphor is not
a substitute for the literal
letting go is
a metaphor
for goodbye
110709
poem by Terri Turrell
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The Poem Is A Metaphor
THE POEM IS A METAPHOR
The Poem is a Metaphor
It means ‘the world’
It means ‘all that there is’
It means ‘the soul’
It means ‘our deepest feeling’.
The Poem is a Metaphor
It is more than what it just appears to be
It takes on a life of its own
It says more than it can define itself as
The Poem is a Metaphor
And it itself does not understand
Where it began and how it will end
And whether or not
It should always be rewritten.
The Poem is a Metaphor
And we too are metaphors
That will vanish one day
When all the real Poems
Pretend to still be here.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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christ Potential
Everyone contains God within
Deep ‘neath the body sensual
We must let go of desire to sin
To set free our Christ potential
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For I Am A Metaphor
'For i am a Metaphor
For i am free as a bird
wiser than wise itself
brighter than a sun gama ray
FOR I AM A METAPHOR
for i love like the word
think like einstein
dream like Martin
FOR I AM A METAPHOR
For i smell like success
Achieve like achievers
and soar like number 23
FOR I AM A METAPHOR
for i deliver like mailmen
determine like focus
and prosper like underdogs
FOR I......AM.....A METAPHOR'
By: Kottrell Johnson
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Upon A Snail
She goes but softly, but she goeth sure,
She stumbles not, as stronger creatures do.
Her journey's shorter, so she may endure
Better than they which do much farther go.
She makes no noise, but stilly seizeth on
The flower or herb appointed for her food,
The which she quietly doth feed upon
While others range and glare, but find no good.
And though she doth but very softly go,
However, 'tis not fast nor slow, but sure;
And certainly they that do travel so,
The prize they do aim at they do procure.
Comparison.
Although they seem not much to stir, less go,
For Christ that hunger, or from wrath that flee,
Yet what they seek for quickly they come to,
Though it doth seem the farthest off to be.
One act of faith doth bring them to that flower
They so long for, that they may eat and live,
Which, to attain, is not in others power,
Though for it a king's ransom they would give.
Then let none faint, nor be at all dismayed
That life by Christ do seek, they shall not fail
To have it; let them nothing be afraid;
The herb and flower are eaten by the snail.
poem by John Bunyan
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Epidemic diseases usually elicit a call to ban the entry of foreigners, immigrants. And xenophobic propaganda has always depicted immigrants as bearers of disease… Such is the extraordinary potency and efficacy of the plague metaphor: it allows a disease to be regarded both as something incurred by vulnerable "others" and as (potentially) everyone's disease.
quote by Susan Sontag
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A Word To Christians....
Listen up,
Christians of this planet....
The
Christ
Was considered a terrorist by the authority
of his time....
The public were and still are good for taxation.
a story is good for a story.
a metaphor is a metaphor.
a rhetoric is good for a check mate.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Poetry Is A Metaphor
Poetry is a metaphor
For beauty
For deepest feeling
For light
For all kinds of dreams we may not know the name of-
Poetry is a metaphor
For life at its most intense
Poetry is a metaphor for Poetry.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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My Queen Of The Desert
Sun doth rise and crowns your head
With a brilliant diadem of golden light
The orb sets at your feet, aglow in red
The rising moon greets you come night
Arianna! 'My queen of the desert'
From a land far away, somewhere South
Altho' thoughts of you bring comfort
I long to kiss your crimson mouth
When all our worldly toil be done
Divided souls shall once again unite
When God-Spark within sees activation
Spirits' set free shall then take flight
Rejoice beloved! The day draws near
Nothing need be done save persevere
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Metaphoric Firewall
You may think me poetic whore
For opting scribe in metaphor
So angry rants spy-bots ignore
And Feds knocking on my door
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Abstractia
It’s said, with “Tongue in cheek” for sure
Truth quite often masked with metaphor
Slipped ‘neath door, by offering mystique
Thereby avoiding retribution and critique
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Black Dog Running
Today while driving a rural road
just a few minutes from my house,
I saw a black dog running toward me on
the right shoulder of the road,
Although it was but a split-second,
the black dog’s eyes met mine…
I asked myself;
Where is he going?
What’s his name?
What’s his purpose?
What does he think about?
What does he feel?
Is the black dog a metaphor for me?
I asked myself:
Where am I going?
What’s my name?
What’s my purpose?
What do I think about?
What do I feel?
Am I a metaphor for the black dog?
How does the black dog help balance nature?
How do I help balance nature?
I then realized,
The black dog and I were,
one and the same! Two creatures,
defining the present and future in
any given moment with our aliveness!
“Life, not purpose is what really matters”
I glanced at the rear view mirror
and saw the black dog grow
smaller and smaller,
His tail was happily wagging,
and seemed to say…
“Glad to see that you finally get it, Ray”
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Mischief Is Tiring
Takes too much energy to lie, cheat and steal
A drain when a person's true feelings conceal
Better to speak truth and treat people square
Everyone wins when everyone plays fair…
Then life becomes pleasure instead of ordeal
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Portrait
Youre not who they say you are
They made you the enemy
(christ-jah flesh; christ-light within; christ- beginning and the end)
Taken something so beautiful
Painted a new picture that makes me sick
(christ-witness; christ-living one; christ-first and the last)
Feed our minds confusion
Sweeten the taste of pollution.
(christ-word life; christ-resurrect; christ-everlasting jah)
Chorus:
Some people call you father
Maybe you could set me free
These people hate each other
But youve always been there for me
I refuse to be like you
Without life, caving in
(christ-jah flesh; christ-light within; christ- beginning and the end)
I surrender, giving up all that is me
Yielding to you
(christ-witness; christ-living one; christ-first and the last)
Shape me in my brokeness
Empower me forever
(christ-word life; christ-resurrect; christ-everlasting jah)
Chorus
Outro:
I know you will complete this work started in me
I need you more than ever now that I know who you are
I know you will complete this work started in me
I need you more than ever now that Ive come so far
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Beautiful You
Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face
But you beloved are life as well as the veil
Beauty is Eternity gazing at itself in the mirror
But you beloved are Eternity as well as the mirror
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(Interpreted from the brilliance of Kahlil Gibran)
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don't Sweat The Small Stuff
The road of life is mostly smooth
At other times can be quite curvy
When all goes well we're in the groove
Just as fast things go all 'Topsy-turvy'
Don't sweat the small stuff
For all that is, is meant to be
Smile when things get rough
Laugh in the face of absurdity
Life is short, and not so tough;
For in the end it's all small stuff
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Jackass Vs. Elephant
One says 'Yes', the other 'No'
Jackasses bray n' Tuskers' blow
No matter what, they won't agree
Whilst;
Nothing gets done for you n' me
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Metaphor
What be metaphor?
If not a way to help explore
Wonders of Collective Mind
Eyes that see or eyes of blind
Words aplenty spewing forth
Coax awareness ever North
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