Syncopated Cadence: Poetry in Motion

Poems and rhyme on a variety of subjects: Faith! Family! Freedom! Hope! Charity! Nature appreciation, happiness in life, personal and spiritual relationships, emotion, harmony, individualism, independence, religious/spiritual development, tolerance, understanding, love, healing, values, virtue, philosophy, humor, pragmatism and others. Some examples to tease the readers appetite: Faith! Family! Freedom! Might just be all there really is/In one eternal instant the only mercy judgment will be His. Cadenced Future: A distant drummer calls the beat, yet each life must contemplate/Then, past; now, here; such cadenced future for not one is ever late. Then, Now, Come: In judgment thoughts be simple kind/For a harsh word any replace find/With deeds rekindle loving mind/Dead-Demonic ashes leave behind. Battle Cry...: We expressly claim those enumerated freedoms in those founding manuscripts/Hold accountable our "hired help" and myriad bureaucratic non-descripts/No more usurped authority nor politely tolerated demonic hypocrites. And, When I Live!---Then...: And, Brains---My Sweet!---Youa re so very smart/Only fifteen?---Just not too young?---Love stole my heart!/Forever and a day---half a century later---we never shall part. Majestic Silver Maple Tree: Squall-line clouds approach, beg see bright silver underside/Dance they, then, twisting turns cling tight against a torture tide; No crimson gown like sugar maple cousin fall-wardrobe regal/Sunburst red-yellow-orange displays seductive blatant "tree"-gal. Obfuscated Shades of Grey? Pray! Know I! No conjugated dmonic evil-sacred good/Of right or wrong demarcation line respect each should/Wis choice in echoed reverence Praise! Him we could/Stain not pure soul nor slander spirit if simply I would. Candy-man: Sweetly smile at the silly things I often say and do/Each morn I pray and thank Almighty God for you/I always love you more than infinity grains of sand/My heart loving a perfect Angel, I'm the Candy-man. Sweet Taste of Liberty: When time-cooled mold at last is split to now-formed man revealed/Blindfold removed prompts Justice sight resolution true annealed/Fate cannot be easily denied as holy Providence at last is sealed. Rockin' Chair: The flower bed before the porch wafted fragrant summer rose/At dawn, the old man takes a fresh bouquet to where his wife reposes. Vacant Talent: Wonder why "Youth" seems ill-wasted on a young/Talent-showered tragic-bent destroyed in a sad song; Reality-slapped patsy Cline kissed a granite mountain/Gospel crooner King Elvis departed cocktail fountain; Joy! Indeed! Is the journey! Noit some destination-other/Claim ye personal happiness! Peace! Oh! Sister- Brother! Live Each Day: Live dawn's new day as though it be your last/One dusk shall tell that any future time has past/Bring Christmas Spirit to new discovered morn/Event proclaim awaits fresh great adventur-born. One Sunday! Daddy walked humbly behind us, though he was in the lead/In delicate hands held Mom's sacred rosry green-glass bead/Sister looked quite holy, kid brother, finally did behavior heed/Me? Whatever sermon or forgiveness theme, surely, I did need/Our loving family together, upon bread's sacred Scripture feed. Mountain Stirrings: White-barked aspen golden leaves flutter in nature's choreographed dances/At deep secluded blue lake there far off wapitit herd silent purpose-prances/I tend fire the night-coals to stir up warmth which self-pleasure surely enhances; The "then" was now, important, alas, until the fleeting-instant history-passed/To perceived "present" here and quickly gone in album memory-print amassed/Perhaps imagined "future" come through near obfuscated refltion-visions cast. Wanderings: Yet, of my wanderings in this old wide-world/Meandering free as "Old Glory" waves unfurled; What 'ere have I know through faith I have followed/ Exemplar testimony in Your Name holy hallowed. Cowboy Lonesome: Awfully difficult it is to confess grevious sin/ Likely i'll transgress right to...!