July Paints of Winter

July paints masterpieces
kissing my canvas with lively breezy strokes
July paints what she sees
adding intrigue to yellow folks
She paints a cold numbing winter
adding icicles on Christchurch trees
She paints a briskly Tasman salty sea
Sitting at a window overlooking her muse
July can't see colour til summer’s shines it's hues

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Blackbirds Can Dance

What an easy Spring day watching the garden grow
Then along comes a blackbird dancing, feet to toe

You might call it the worm-dance for tucker’s chance
That little critter was doing the two-step, at a glance

He hopped to the left and, then, two-steps right
I tell you that blackbird’s dance was rather alright

Guess you think I had nothing better to do…
Than to watch that little fella with his dance one-two

Sure I do; but the garden work was all done
Still, I was so amused for all the worms he got for fun

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Playing With Assumptions

In a start-up company you basically throw out assumptions
When one knows a person better- they make presumption

Are our liberal instincts gone astray, interest fades to fray?
Assumptions are termites against relationships, lest we prays.

Vast metaphysical assumptions acclaim many paths to God
Christ said “I am the way, the Truth, Emanuel, God’s rod.

Chiefly most have a big reaction against wrong estimating.
Devaluing and underrating the human connection is grating.

Wisdom considered the whole: ‘the start, middle and the end.’
Cause a positive side to this narrative is a summery to blend.

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Cultivating Romance

In marriage so often romance is just misunderstood
It’s not about a man or a woman trying to be good
Perhaps it’s where the nourishing should begin
A rhythm of romance, of each nourishing, from selfish sin

Silly, though, how we all push things just to be right
Instead of developing communitive bonds against the night
Even God is into romance, of relationships and Love
As with Biblical patterns from His Good-Book, up above

Selfishness hinders us from love’s great liberty
But when we nurture our loved-one we begin to see
That, it’s more about timing and loving consistency
Like a rainbow rang of antics against loving resistancey

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The Winter Haven Rose

Down by the river flow of the old shady oak tree
God sends His pure Love and lovingly sings to me
Consider My beauty surrounding mountain and streams
Know love that's abounding in the Word of My dreams

The Snow Fairy rose is delicious, amidst green leaves
A brilliant Pink Iceberg rose of winter won’t cleave
As the snow-capped mountain tops, this love is pure
Comparative to those acts of righteous saint's allure

Such a rose, a sweet fragrant nectar attracting pests
Although life’s never a fairytale enchantment, at best
As trials beset, then time to rest in the Rose of Sharon
Let hummingbirds naturally rest near and avoid the barren

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Myriads of Angels Around

Myriads of angels around me each wondrous day
The God of Commerce is now with me alwasy to stay
The Lord, my Shepherd, makes me not 'lustfully' want
He leads me beside still-waters where goodness is taught

Creatively I'm inspired by Creator-God my dear Friend
The Captain of the Lord of Host delivered me to amend
He’s my Comforter, Counsellor-, and Mighty God supreme
I walk with Him~, in the depths of His 'Deep, ' serene

Myriads of angels~ do carry out God's every Word
People don't listen, but rebel, and think this absurd
But He’s the God of my Fathers, the Great Prince of PEACE
He cancels the false-destiny-god bringing brilliant release

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What President Smiles That Much?

First he announces, behind the church-tail, his war
Later discusses war on terrorist as many times before
Next he defends Irag progress, but that’s not best of all
Now he’s validated a pack with terrorist, for a fall

What could happen next from this Jackal of television
Will he be guilty as Reagan for supporting terrorism
Who appears that happy while Katrina clears the slate
Can’t imagine one smiling that much for goodness sake

Yet we‘re to pray for our leaders; God help America now
You needn’t be some politician to logically say: holy cow
I’ve been around the world myself and I think I see a sign
If Leaders say same-things, who's talking among the blind~

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Fabulous Dancing Feet

Yeats said: How can we know the dancer from the dance?
Men oft’ do love an artist’s work, minus his personal stance.
I dance for excellence, not that I have perfectly attained.
I dance to rhythm and rhyme but not to distraction’s game.

Here am I, believing God alone knows how to dance the best,
Valuing the difference between ones’ fruit and gifting to rest.
So I dance in gratitude for fruits of labour, salvation freed.
Not alluding to the past, failures, or all that’s lacking in me.

He’s given me dancing feet, and songs so sweet, for romance.
Please excuse me while I throw these old shoes off and dance.
Life to me is colour, texture, and truth’s complexity profound.
At times I think Wisdom, also, dances with me on the ground.

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Extended Family Members~ One

Dysfunctional conditions of family fractions diminish the whole.
Smaller mindsets diminish by cutting off limbs from God’s goal.

Judgmental and sectarian ways of mindsets from pride’s evil.
Medical injustice of legal drugs brought a mind altering level.

Satan put his finger on works of the flesh from my circular area.
One by one the family’s rootlet wheel pointed as if I had Malaria.

I recall the lyrics: if the whole world forsakes me I’ll take Christ.
Never once counting, nor ever could I imagine such a sacrifice.

God’s Word says He takes the solitude and puts them in a family.
As of now my extended family consist of one, and a sweet reality.

Why is it so easy to cut off a limb, one precious soul from kin~?
In the name of God, for control, walking a line with God so thin.

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I'd Dance

I’d dance in the morning
When the world has begun
I’d dance in the moonlight
For the glory of His Son
I’d dance for Heaven, dearly on earth
Sweet of frankincense, and gifts, from birth

I’d dance for Father, Son, and even the Holy Ghost
I would love to dance for he who loves me most
I dance for the God's fishermen
Of the Gospel clan and Redemption's plan
As I’m sure, they’d all come with along me
We'd dance, together, on humanity's great sea

I’d dance on Sabbath, the Religionist to distain
I’d cure all the wounded, blind, and also the lame
I tell you: I dance in the Cross, for Victory so bright
For what's central to beauty and void envy's flight
If given a chance~ I’d even dance on the devil’s grave
For oh, I do love dancing for my Lord God and KING

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