Flowers Of Compassion Grace
Gifted gardener knows
a simple recipe
to make any flower grow
in health in any garden
for as long as it lives
flower must continue grow.
Change improve self
you cause effect
change improve world.
We are not sum total
of nutrients we consume
we are not what we eat
limited product of environment
we are what we chose to believe
as life core essence affirmation.
Thought belief
is father
to the deed.
Father to seeds
we sow in life
perpetuation circle.
The last temptation
resisted forbids
soul suicide treason
do the right deed
for the right reason.
Sow harmony peace
into each soul seed touched
potential beings of light
flower in most unexpected
places where heart mind
soul affirms love pure
given blessings of God
written growth code rich
fertilization
nurturing
peace to still
in wild hearts
of wild beasts
fighting in flood
of absolute
destruction
potential
hope seeds
life survival
miracle
of rebirth
born again
into soul
saving
compassion
grace.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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How To Survive The Flood
This life has seemed
like a small grain of hope
washed away upon an
entire ocean of despair.
And yet have never lost
faith in the importance
derived from the lessons
taught during the journey
nor with choice currents
winds seasons of change
nor the timed destinations
which changed realities.
For the embryonic grain
carried was belief in my
changing consciousness.
Purpose in all creation
separated divine imprint
knowing mirror image.
Veil ocean of despair
was a materialistic
world that washed
against affirmation
of potential humility
compassion for others.
I sought to cultivate
in fertile soil within
myself to seed in
others. I believed
that to change self
was to change world.
To improve self
was to improve
an entire world.
I chose to cast
myself upon altar
of our creator God
when I could
offering up
my life energy
as a beacon
of insight to light
illumination
the indifference
with the wonder
that I perceived.
That seekers
might seek
the mystery
written within
the world
and question
creation
and wonder
at the infinite
being which
embodies
cosmic totality.
Thus in seeing
life seeded
in poetic soil
seekers
might
tend that
previous
precious
flower of
unique
creation
that contains
their own
soul which
will germinate
and flower
as shared
essence
of their
own life
coloured
experience
flavoured
being.
I know
a simple
recipe to
make a flower
grow a little
better in any
garden for
as long as
it lives.
Change
improve
yourself
you change
improve
the world.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Lord's Harvest of Plenty
What a truly awesome thought indeed,
That throughout your day you live among seed.
Not the seeds that one would find in the ground,
These are not seen, but in the heart they are found.
These seeds are planted by the children of God,
As they simply follow the path The Savior has trod.
Your life as a Christian is not merely good deeds,
As your faithful witness could plant one of these seeds.
Or your life may be busy with a seed you don't know,
And your faithful witness is helping that little seed grow.
Planting and watering, as a Christian, is all we afford,
While all of the growth of that seed comes from the Lord.
After a little growth it is no longer a seed,
But a new vibrant Christian prepared for a deed.
The deed that has been prepared, I'm sure that you know,
Is to plant some new seed and to help water and help grow.
Once they have grown, they are cut with God's sickle of love,
And taken by The Lord to their Father's Home up above.
Whether the numbers are few or they are many,
You can be part of The Lord's Harvest of Plenty.
(Copyright © 08/2002)
Gardner of beauty
Your beauty is like that of a Gardner tending to his flowers making life more beautiful with each day you tend to them. I could only wish to be one of your flowers in your garden and hope to feel your gentle hands as you would tend to me. Your beauty is to me as rain is to a flower, giving it nourishment for life. your beauty is my rain and it makes my love grow for you like that of the flower. Your loving soul is that of Gods warmth coming from the sun to a flower. Your love is my sun and feeling it's warmth to the touch it makes my soul grow as the flower would on a summer day. How I ask to be your flower and you be my gardener of life.
7-1-09
poem for my wife
poem by Timothy Honeycutt
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Wild flower
she's a girl, only a girl
a girl, who have a frigile heart
but possessed a strong spirit
a girl who have faith
she's only a girl who defies her wisdom
a girl who stand for principles
a girl who belives in justice
a girl who fight for her rights
the beauty inside of her
the purity of her heart
looking for her soul to find happiness
she's a girl who always wearing a smile
a happy and contented person
a girl who wish to have simple life
a girl who have a dream
a dream for peace and love
she's a girl, like a flower in the wilderness
a wild flower always stand after the storm
a wild flower bloom after the rain
even she's in vain
and let her beauty show to the world
she's a wild flower
the wild flower in my heart alone
-vanessa-
poem by Vanessa Cabrera
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Wild Forest Flower
Rough around the edges but a tender center
This is my wild forest flower
Short and slender with long flowing blonde hair
This is my wild forest flower
A loving heart that goes beyond what I can see
This is my wild forest flower
I want to hold my flower in my hands
Wondering why she holds back and refuses to stand
I water it every now and then to watch it grow
But it takes too long because it’s a little slow
So I wait patiently for the flower to begin to rise
Even though I can still hear the weeping willows cries
Firm and hard headed but with a loving touch
This is my wild forest flower
Always hiding and always scared like a little child
This is my wild forest flower
The only one im willing to be with anymore
This is my wild forest flower
A darkened hush rises in the sky above my flower
The roots slowly exposing themselves out of fear
A forest fire begins in the distance soon to consume it
The fire rages ready to consume the small thing in power
This little bitty flower that I love and hold so dear
but I laugh because I know how this fire got lit
poem by Branden Aeling
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Dark Angel Dreamer...
I am the dancer of death, the giver of life,
I hold the keys to your past, present and future,
I see the light shining brightly from your darkness,
I open my arms to you and welcome you back into my embrace,
For I can give you the strength to be reborn... To become...
Like a lotus flower open your soul to my nurturing caress,
I shall pick up the shredded pieces of your soul,
With love and compassion I weave them back to wholeness,
I am your dark angel dreamer and I shall consume your pain,
Allow the radiance of life to fill the universe of your heart...
Spread the kove... The peace shall follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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I Would Never Be Anything In Life
'I would never be anything in life'
is a line I never stopped to listen to;
tell me I have a good heart good soul
or tell me I have an evil streak dark;
neither will I stop to listen to choices
my choices are mine responsibility too;
I accept all consequences of indelible actions
I change improve smile improve my options.
I am soul prepared to sow better possibilities
not for self but for struggle suffering others;
I give freely without false reward expectations
more sinned against than sinning my motto;
I am life embraced free will my will affirmed
in all things striving to bestow soul blessings.
I never listened to people who told dark lie
spin web 'You will never be anything in life';
because such wishes are seals of dark hearts
years will add take away in due measures;
experiences can be endured or lesson learned
attitudes are affirmation to achieve or fail;
refuse to be another person's pale expectations
unless their wishes are lights illuminations;
messages of hope revealing better paths
lies deceit have no power before over me;
I am my own choice destiny decisions
I refuse to be less than my own abilities;
potential purified in fire life trials tribulations
many times have I changed roads employment.
Dedicated in blessing to all who refuse to believe lies.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Flower of Death
The life is all we have; the death is all we need
It sets in our souls as an unfertilized seed
We know it will root soon, and take over our mind
And its stalk will sprout and wind
Death will take blossom, and it shall never fade it shall stay bright
And oh it shall be a beautiful sight, as it holds its petals into the night
And the leaves shall spread as green as green can be
And if you look close you will see
It's roots shall grow deep in the pot of eternity, in the dirt of the mind
The flower shall shine, so magnificent so kind
It's pollen will fly, will sour
And wait at the front of someone's door
The sun of the next world shall shine and nurture, the rain shall fall
Thanks to that the vines shall grow, and overcome the wall
The minerals of the soul will strengthen the warmth shall grow
This process shall grow, like snow falls, fast at first then slow
For the life is all we have; the death is all we need
It sets in our souls as an unfertilized seed
We know it will root soon, and take over our minds
And its stalk will sprout and wind
For now the flower shall bloom
The darkness shall leave, take the gloom
It shall leave us and we shall follow in the light of what's to be
Only then, we shall see
The flower of forever
As it takes root, you use it as a lever
Lifting you to the flower
And now you shall not cower
For you know this will spread and the flower shall grow shall thrive
And then you will know you are truly alive
As it takes root in your soul, and it shall becomes the power
For this is the blossom, this is the flower
The life is all our have; the death is all we need
It sets in our souls as an unfertilized seed
We know it will root soon, and take over our mind
And its stalk will sprout and wind
Bethany Hill
(This poem is not supposed to make you contemplate death, and I would not like to have people think that it is. It is just meant to show you that you should not fear death yet you should not reach for it but to take it when it is meant to come. Thank you)
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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A seed of love
I stand here with a dying
flower in my hand
It's our love
It's petals lie at my feet
along with the pieces of my heart
All twisted and black
But deep in the dark corner
of your heart
Theres a seed
a seed of love
Being kept from the light
I know cause i planted it there
And when your mind feels free
to let the light in and let it grow
It will overcome you and burst into flower
I will be there to hold that flower
And we together will nurture
that flower
And from it make a garden of love
to live in forever
poem by Paul Larmour
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Fate of Beauty
A bud in its blossom
Gay and merry
Dreaming a feature
Light and bright
Life in its harmony
Was delightful and peaceful
Kissing and hugging
The air took it in its bosom
The efforts of the gardener
Rewarded by nature
Joyous and merry
Unknown of its destiny
But for joy is to weep
For nothing lasts eternal
For sorrow every soul is to sing
The climax was destined
A moment changed
Made its life a hell
Tender air turned harsh
Making the flower to dash
Devoid of its benefactor
The flower dashed
Sore was the soul
Burdened was the heart
The flower died
And with it were buried all its desires
poem by Hina Waqar
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The garden of life...
Each of us are flowers in the garden of life we bloom,
We all bring a different light to brighten the daily gloom.
We all posess great potential to inspire our fellow man,
To offer peace and love is a choice we all should plan.
We can each bring joy to a life filled with sadness,
Just through a soft touch or word spoken in gladness.
We can also bring peace to those with a troubled mind,
Bring hope to a broken heart joy from the daily grind.
For every flower has something beautiful to share,
That has special meaning to someone, sometime, somewhere,
But our time is short, just like a season,
As autumn advances with purpose and reason.
We all have these gifts and we must take a chance,
If we spread peace and love it's the garden we enhance...
Enhance the garden...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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One Person Cannot Bring Peace
One person cannot bring peace to our World but when millions of good people unite
And march for peace in every village, town and city the war inclined may see some light
Beyond the darkness that surrounds them and through the windows of their soul
The light of change may even penetrate we can change others by thought control.
Gandhi brought great change through non violence no greater power than people power
Divided good people are defeated and their flower of peace is a wilting flower
But united we can bring about change as peace never comes through the gun
The dead never hear the birds singing at the going down of the sun
Refugee camps all over the World are crowded with war refugees
Billions are spent on war weaponry and little on poverty and disease
In the news each day we hear of violence and too much of war and terror we hear
The war men with their war on terror have found new ways of spreading fear.
Amongst the fearful population who believe everything that they say
We lose our own sense of direction when respect to such people we pay
You show some people a flowering garden they only see weeds and decay
And any hope of peace will keep on fading as long as the negative have things their own way.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Sonnet: The Flower’s No More
A flower rare grew ’midst the wild flowers,
And had such beauty, words can never tell!
Last year, ’twas born in July-end showers;
This July rain became its fast death knell.
The flower will not grow here-aft again!
No more its sweet perfume shall emanate;
And while alive, this land always did gain;
Some persons didn’t allow it pollinate.
The flower’s dead and none can resurrect!
The time was short for seeds to generate;
But all the time, it stood with grace- Erect!
And gained a place in hearts that venerate.
The flower will not bloom herein again!
Ill-luck had smiled, denying all, its reign.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet- God's Creation Is Good
Each flower has some nectar for each Bee;
Each flower has some beauty rather deep;
Each flower has some perfume that is free;
Each flower makes the observer's heart leap.
All religions have good precepts to give;
All religions depict God's love for men;
All religions help mankind better live;
All religions show men way to Heaven.
We ought to take the good things in our life;
We ought to shun all evil thoughts and deeds;
We ought to face in life all kinds of strife;
We ought to plant, to reap better, good seeds.
God made all things with definite purpose,
Expecting man's soul come back in pure dress.
poem by John Celes
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A blooming poem
A blooming poem
~
all the flowers in the garden
those wild in every field
the pallet of the sky and clouds
each a picture of beauty
does touch the soul
with all that is good
inspire the mind to think
only great thoughts
it is nature which nurtures
the way the world does grow
like the seeds in every field and garden
let the be sowed into every soul
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Wildflowers
The hills were alive with wildflowers
And I was as wild, even wilder than they
For at least I could run, they just died in the sun
And I refused to just wither in place
Just a wild mountain rose, needing freedom to grow
So I ran fearing not where Id go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers dont care where they grow
And the flowers I knew in the fields where I grew
Were content to be lost in the crowd
They were common and close, I had no room for growth
I wanted so much to branch out
I uprooted myself from home ground and left
Took my dreams and I took to the road
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers dont care where they grow
I grew up fast and wild and I never felt right
In a garden so different from me
I just never belonged, I just longed to be gone
So the garden, one day, set me free
Hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend
I just let him decide where wed go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers dont care where they grow
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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From Hopelessness to Hope By: Cay Thorne
Some people have a lot of hope
Some have a little hope in their lives
Some have just a good moment of hope to live on
Some just don’t believe in hope
In war there is hope
Hope for peace and love between everyone
Peace for all weapons of man to be destroyed
Which starts wars and hatred
Hope equals opportunities
Opportunities that starts with courage
Courage that begins with self esteem
Self esteem that begins with confidence
Confidence in self begins with hope
Hope begins with self love
Love begins with self confidence
Self confidence that begins with kindness
Kindness is a key to love
Love is hope within your life
Life without love is hopeless
No matter the size or quality
Of love given and received
Life with self doubt
Is an unhealthy life
A life full of hopelessness
A hopelessness that can destroy
A disaster that can end a perfect strong life
Full of love faith and hope
A life which isn’t full of demons and fears
Demons and fears that eat;
That eats at your very soul
Like an inoperable cancer
A soul which can be purer;
Purer by faith and love
That leads to self confidence
Within which leads to high self esteem
A self esteem that equals God’s
God’s never ending faith and love for you
God’s belief in you is worthy;
Worthy of total happiness and love
Happiness which destroys hatred
Hatred that can cause self destruction
Destruction on all levels of self
Only way to conquer self destruction
Is by having love, peace and faith in yourself
Faith in your self to change no matter the size
Peace to guard you through hard times
Love is a beacon of God’s belief and trust in you
Kindness that destroys all self-hopelessness.
A hopeless world can cause war
War causes death of self belief within yourself
The only way to cure
This unwanted monster
On hopelessness is yourself
Is to believe in love, faith and peace
And in a major thing within God
Which we find peace, faith, love and hope
For all mankind, animals and everything on Earth
Hope from God kills hopelessness
Its up to us with God’s help
To destroy our own hopelessness
In every single aspect of ourselves.
poem by Cay Thorne
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Laura Lee and Her Rose
My name is Laura Lee
And I enjoy spending my time
Playing in the sunlight
With my little Rose,
The daughter of my dreams,
She came to me
As welcome as a lilac breeze
Four years ago when I was twenty.
I’m married to her father
Who is seven years older than me,
I was a young girl
And he was tall and handsome,
His words were sweet
Like tree-ripened summer fruit
And he made me feel loved
Like I never felt before.
When Rose was born,
The love that was inside of me
Was like a small seed taking form,
Blossoming into flower and soul,
Transforming me into mother
And no longer a little girl,
She was the petals of my heart.
But the father of my Rose
No longer appreciated the garden
From which his flower sprung,
The mother that gave him
Such a lovely fragrance
That will linger long into the world
With his same blue eyes,
He no longer kissed me tenderly like before,
I felt rejected and despised.
Rose’s father began offering
His sun-sweetened words to other girls
Even younger than me,
Staying out late into the night
Roaming the city streets
Seeking superficial pleasures
Instead of tending his garden and his flower.
My heart broke like delicate chinaware,
I wept in a world without rainbows,
The man that gave me love
Now treated me harshly and unkind;
I know, I’ll have to leave him
And find all my hope
In the flower that came from me
And the flower that will always be in me.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Flowers
She is like a flower.
I like every type of flower that populates on this earth.
But one is beautiful like yellow acacias that grows from a seed into birth.
I want to plant seeds to make a garden of a family with her.
She is a flower that is sweet as honeysuckle
We are on top of a moonflower like beatiful lovers.
She lights up my day like a sunflower.
She is nothing like spring beauty and lives life by every hour.
Her love is good like red roses she never wanted me for the money.
Her beauty is like pink lotuses because she is the bomb.
And the hatred by other girls is who she exposes.
She blooms up into my life and I wouldn't mind making her my wife.
Im like a bumble bee all I need is her love like honey.
Like Winnie pooh a honey addict and yes I'm addicted to her love.
I'm her sunlight I keep her shining bright.
She is every flower
I love day and night.
poem by Anteaus Berryhill
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Love is like a delicate flower
Love is like a delicate flower.
But no water is needed for its existence.
Only gentle words to feed its roots,
and passion to help it grow.
Trust to help it stand against the breeze
Kindness to carry its pollen far.
And as this flower grows,
so does the wonder of life
never alone will one soul be,
as long as the flower blooms
No frost to shatter its fragility.
poem by Ben Littlechild
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