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Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
Hello :)
I like the way you write, it's very unique and full of emotion. This poem is very spiritual and in a way, romantic too. Good job!
~gypsy
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Hello :)
I like the way you write, it's very unique and full of emotion. This poem is very spiritual and in a way, romantic too. Good job!
~gypsy
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Hey...-smile- well thank you I'm a fool for anything "al" whether spiritual or emotional...I break dance...-wink-..ah if only I could encapsulate what its like to be me, and sell it for a dollar twenty...you'd all understand the definition of bad trip, and I'd be well again....lol...love Michael
Comment from jlsavell
Michael,
I hope you are doing well.
I often wonder, like many, what drives your inspirational scribes. I always thought it was the music in which you would sink into like a warm bubble bath taking you to Nirvana.
There is a word before the opening of this work which sums, or is likely to sum the intent, so I will try to decipher.
Thistle offers 3 possible symbols.
Pain, protection, and pride.
The thistle was often described as a protective weed because of its thorny leaves. It's ability to inflict pain is well known, but for some reason it is also connected to pride. It definitely represents survival, for it is tough.
The title God Kissed???? Perhaps in our darkest struggles we try to grasp the blessings of a most loving and potent God, and like Job, we wonder why, perhaps, He has forsaken us. But I have learned through many losses in my blessed life and through other's lives, He does not forsake us, but we.. being imperfect and not as strong , leave Him. Not on purpose, but because our pain is so great we can't see beyond the moment. Yet, even in our darkest hour He prevails if we do not lean on our own understanding and impatience. There is a scripture which says " Stand still... and see the salvation of God" I truly believe that is why the greatest and most influential man whom has ever graced this Earth, spent many hours in still quiet solitude to draw closer to His Father, knowing the darkest and most difficult trials ahead. Christ could have just as easily let fear and doubt overcome Him, but it was these moments, and yes, perhaps, even when He felt abandoned, to give up. Christ was the model of strength in which we all should try and emulate. It was a loving and just thing for Christ to experience life as humans do, because even though He was perfect, as Adam was perfect,He still experienced severe trials and tribulations and therefore subjected to the same human emotions but more intensely, thus His deep empathy for the human condition.
I am not so sure I am on the right path. Your capitalization of You is directing this work toward something or someone. Perhaps God, because you say Your Spirits timing. Or maybe not, maybe someone else. Hard to tell.
The opera you love in, is my home. We all know that opera is a dramatization through song. It interesting you didn't speak of it as an operetta which is a light hearted opera, but rather your words take on a more melancholy tragic feel. An opus , and I am just guessing, love, tragedy, longing,darkness, mingled with something I would term as respect or admiration when you speak of holding You in showers of Christmas white snow. This is why I believe you are talking about Christ, because anyone who knows you well, knows your love for Christ.
Regardless of whether I am on the right path, this is your opus of emotions wrapped by the uncertainties of life. Without good poetry and hearts that write as passionately as you do, the world would simply be impoverished and its beauty would not be as detailed.
Well enough said..
Much love, Jimi
Forgive me if I interpreted wrong. Beautiful work anyhow.
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Michael,
I hope you are doing well.
I often wonder, like many, what drives your inspirational scribes. I always thought it was the music in which you would sink into like a warm bubble bath taking you to Nirvana.
There is a word before the opening of this work which sums, or is likely to sum the intent, so I will try to decipher.
Thistle offers 3 possible symbols.
Pain, protection, and pride.
The thistle was often described as a protective weed because of its thorny leaves. It's ability to inflict pain is well known, but for some reason it is also connected to pride. It definitely represents survival, for it is tough.
The title God Kissed???? Perhaps in our darkest struggles we try to grasp the blessings of a most loving and potent God, and like Job, we wonder why, perhaps, He has forsaken us. But I have learned through many losses in my blessed life and through other's lives, He does not forsake us, but we.. being imperfect and not as strong , leave Him. Not on purpose, but because our pain is so great we can't see beyond the moment. Yet, even in our darkest hour He prevails if we do not lean on our own understanding and impatience. There is a scripture which says " Stand still... and see the salvation of God" I truly believe that is why the greatest and most influential man whom has ever graced this Earth, spent many hours in still quiet solitude to draw closer to His Father, knowing the darkest and most difficult trials ahead. Christ could have just as easily let fear and doubt overcome Him, but it was these moments, and yes, perhaps, even when He felt abandoned, to give up. Christ was the model of strength in which we all should try and emulate. It was a loving and just thing for Christ to experience life as humans do, because even though He was perfect, as Adam was perfect,He still experienced severe trials and tribulations and therefore subjected to the same human emotions but more intensely, thus His deep empathy for the human condition.
I am not so sure I am on the right path. Your capitalization of You is directing this work toward something or someone. Perhaps God, because you say Your Spirits timing. Or maybe not, maybe someone else. Hard to tell.
The opera you love in, is my home. We all know that opera is a dramatization through song. It interesting you didn't speak of it as an operetta which is a light hearted opera, but rather your words take on a more melancholy tragic feel. An opus , and I am just guessing, love, tragedy, longing,darkness, mingled with something I would term as respect or admiration when you speak of holding You in showers of Christmas white snow. This is why I believe you are talking about Christ, because anyone who knows you well, knows your love for Christ.
Regardless of whether I am on the right path, this is your opus of emotions wrapped by the uncertainties of life. Without good poetry and hearts that write as passionately as you do, the world would simply be impoverished and its beauty would not be as detailed.
Well enough said..
Much love, Jimi
Forgive me if I interpreted wrong. Beautiful work anyhow.
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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have you ever wondered why God would come to earth as the lowest form of His chosen people. "can any good thing come from Nazarene". homeless born Creator who labored as a carpenter.
and loved...even rejected by His own. Laughed at and mocked by a Government of mere men who ruled only at His allowance...once I thought I understood...but I've noticed some whom we assume should and hope would, never seem to....including myself in the wane of these last years. I wish I still understood.
I've read Job many times over the years...the oldest Book in the Bible. the last time was when I went crazy...-smile-. shaved my head, tore my clothes off and went and sat in the yard.
I've also noticed those whom loved Him...big...do so at great sacrifice in this life.
you said you found a letter I wrote to a friend....I had forgotten...you found the rough draft...I actually sent that letter. You also said it didn't sound like me...you see how much I've changed...-smile-...He lives in Cancun now, looking to buy a million dollar home I hear....
ah I just started writing not sure what I was thinking...just another victim of the muse I guess...-smile-...yes I was talking to God. love you Michael
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Yes, I am sure you do, but love takes on many different forms and one you find perfect and sanctified and the other is just what it is though she wished for more. You take care.
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cant you see God takes care of me...
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As He does me without sipping pain.
Yes, your god takes care of you with a lot of sacrificial blood who didn't deserve to be slaughtered.
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-headshake-...why don't you put down what your sipping on right now...and really say what you mean Jimi... don't be shy, tell us exactly what you mean by that please...
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Really did you jus say that? It doesn't matter. Love you dearly, but that is neither here nor there. People who chose to be in your life are as human and as emotional as you
and have had their extreme trials and tribulations. You have no inkling of mine. I have sipped the chalice of pain and loss 10 years before you could assimilate life's disappointments
at the tender age of 17. And today I sip immense emotional pain, so don't imply inkindly and unlovingly I am sipping something more. But it's hard with a nun of a christian labels you a lush.
Comment from l.raven
HI Michael,
I love...
I always held You in showers of snow
Christmas white as snow
long as forever's promise
you write with unique wording
coming straight from your heart
your poems are precious to me
and are truly seen and heard through God's eye's...
faith is a miracle...believe
so beautifully written...and I love the picture...and I love the video....and I love you...God Bless...later...Love ya Linda xxoo
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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HI Michael,
I love...
I always held You in showers of snow
Christmas white as snow
long as forever's promise
you write with unique wording
coming straight from your heart
your poems are precious to me
and are truly seen and heard through God's eye's...
faith is a miracle...believe
so beautifully written...and I love the picture...and I love the video....and I love you...God Bless...later...Love ya Linda xxoo
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Hi...-smile-...thank you Linda...I know you mean it. If anyone is God kissed its you. I know you and some of the Tsunami's you've swum through. Not understanding, angry for the ordeal...but always in the end...loving like Jesus....even still.
you're a Nun as far as I'm concerned....love you Michael
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thank you so much Michael for your wonderful words...but a Nun?...even though when we were kids my sister would tease me about becoming one...LOL...thank you...and you are always so welcome...love you back...Linda xxoo
Comment from MissMerri
This is a beautiful expression of honest and sincere faith, sometimes wondering why things happen the way they do, but also expressing gratitude, heartfelt and genuine. Okay, that is my interpretation of your beautiful words, but I admit, I do not ever know if I'm truly understanding what was in your heart as you wrote. You remind me of clouds, taking on intriguing shapes as they skim across the blue skies, then re-shaping and teasing the imagination of heaven gazers such as I. Nevertheless, I loved this poem. My favorite lines are, "I've always held you in showers of snow/Christmas white as soul/Long as forever's promise."
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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This is a beautiful expression of honest and sincere faith, sometimes wondering why things happen the way they do, but also expressing gratitude, heartfelt and genuine. Okay, that is my interpretation of your beautiful words, but I admit, I do not ever know if I'm truly understanding what was in your heart as you wrote. You remind me of clouds, taking on intriguing shapes as they skim across the blue skies, then re-shaping and teasing the imagination of heaven gazers such as I. Nevertheless, I loved this poem. My favorite lines are, "I've always held you in showers of snow/Christmas white as soul/Long as forever's promise."
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Hi Meadow...-smile-...exactly. well don't sweat it...-smile-...nor do I really....I just sit down and write whatever I'm feeling...is that bad...? anyway....sure good to see you. love michael
Comment from robyn corum
Reconciled,
I always try, but most often fail, to understand your poetry. You seem to be sooooo far over my poor little noggin! I understand the base concept of this poems but miss all the extra flourishes in the brush strokes. And I KNOW IT! UGH!
Thanks for sharing!
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Reconciled,
I always try, but most often fail, to understand your poetry. You seem to be sooooo far over my poor little noggin! I understand the base concept of this poems but miss all the extra flourishes in the brush strokes. And I KNOW IT! UGH!
Thanks for sharing!
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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ah I doubt that...-smile-..hi Robyn. i just was wound up I guess...writing seems to unwind me. I was just talking to God. I making a cardboard sign now that says John 3-16 in big bold red and yellow scream...-wink-...see you on the streets kid. love Michael
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--hugs --
Comment from Nosha17
All corners of the Earth are blessed by the hand of God, it is up to us as human beings to be thankful for what we have. Good descriptions and imagery. Lovely image. Faye
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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All corners of the Earth are blessed by the hand of God, it is up to us as human beings to be thankful for what we have. Good descriptions and imagery. Lovely image. Faye
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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It is up to us to be the full in thanks...not greedy pigs wallowing in the wealth god dollar dung....-smile- hi Faye...yes maam...I was...and am still trying. love Michael
Comment from Sis Cat
I love the dropped, open beginning and ending subject to the reader's interpretation.
In "when livings" did you intend the possessive "living's"? I am less clear on that line. I also suggest lower case for "Your Spirits, " "You," and "Small" so the capitalization will not distract from your poem.
I enjoy your clash and collection of imagery and language, for example, "I've always held You in showers of snow." This poem has a modern feel.
Thank you for sharing.
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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I love the dropped, open beginning and ending subject to the reader's interpretation.
In "when livings" did you intend the possessive "living's"? I am less clear on that line. I also suggest lower case for "Your Spirits, " "You," and "Small" so the capitalization will not distract from your poem.
I enjoy your clash and collection of imagery and language, for example, "I've always held You in showers of snow." This poem has a modern feel.
Thank you for sharing.
Comment Written 11-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Hi...-smile-...thanks...i fixed it. appreciate you taking the time. love Mkichael
Comment from Joan E.
It is good to see your name pop up when I am home and can enjoy your work in a relaxed time. You found the perfect picture to reinforce the "showers of snow". Your "opera house" is quite memorable as well. Big hugs- Joan
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It is good to see your name pop up when I am home and can enjoy your work in a relaxed time. You found the perfect picture to reinforce the "showers of snow". Your "opera house" is quite memorable as well. Big hugs- Joan
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Comment Written 10-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Well its good to see your name pop up too Joan Valiant. and to hear your relaxing ...you and Bob are wearing me out, so lets sheath the sword and concentrate on convalescing for couple seconds....sheeez...lol...love you michael
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I'm valiantly trying to relax and have nothing planned this weekend! Hope you're cooler than we are--another heatwave will last through Sunday. Warm hugs- Joan
Comment from artemis53
Oh dear, Michail. You are so far beyond me. Perhaps it's simple but I can't wrap my mind around it. The sound as I murmur it is beautiful, though.
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Oh dear, Michail. You are so far beyond me. Perhaps it's simple but I can't wrap my mind around it. The sound as I murmur it is beautiful, though.
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Comment Written 10-Sep-2015
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2015
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Am I...-smile- I don't know. Does anything make perfect sense anymore Diane. Most of the voices we love in songs we hum, and some of the human strum of lies believed until truth becomes dumb...is really left to interpretation, in a Godless world without foundation. If I could help not being a poet Diane I would...its just how I think. love Michael
