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jellybeans
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0 posted 2002-07-08 02:45 PM


Prayers for the slowly dying


1.  The eye of the storm

Though the world may spin
ferociously fast
and dizzy my eyes
time after time miss
my appointed path
I pray to look up
always up
for there is a calm
just past
my fingertips
a far as the eye
can comprehend
if only my heart will
let me see that
guided footfalls
have no need of worry
nor fear of blindness.

2.  Lord, take these tears

Lord, are you still here?
‘cause I feel awfully alone today.
I need your help to reason;
I need your help to sustain.
These unruly tears, they have no basis
the source from which they well
has more than enough reasons
to be thankful-
this morning I am breathing
and moving with a tolerable
amount of pain
the sun is shining and
last night’s rain has freshly
washed the world;
music fills my ears and
my hands are busy-
with your blessings Lord
I am surrounded.

Though I am but a singular
of the many for whom you hung
I have faith
that without my finding the reasons
you will understand
when I say
that today it hurts to be
me.




3.  A non-saline solution

Lord, I faltered.

Back I looked into hatred’s face
and with eyes wide open, fell
into the angry defiant stare.
And surely I say that I found
comfort there
for so long it was all that held
me upright and above
ground.
So difficult a crutch to throw
I was able to stand alone
only with help
from You.
But now Lord I failed-
I looked back.

A wicked wretch am I-it
suits me well.
Sadness saturates but it
affects me not.
Compassion is naught;
my eyes are unseeing.
The breaths I barely manage
to inhale are heavy laden.
No signs of regret-
I cannot move
to stop this backward slide.
My heart has stopped.  Solid
and sinking in my chest,
my ears cannot hear it
beating.  My soul is
alone, bereft.
A pillar of salt
is taking my shape.

Lord my very essence reaches
out to you and implores
please, before the stiffness
arrives my soul, turn me.
Liquefy me. Mold me back into
a reflection of you.

One more time I ask
Lord wash me clean.
Revive me
with your touch…


4.  Lord lift me up

Upwards, raw handed
laboriously one over
the other I climbed
towards a higher power, towards
the light.
The longer the length of rope
between my legs, the better
off I felt; I thought myself
higher.

I was happy enough
when I reached the point of
No Luggage Allowed-leave it
all behind.  I had strength
only enough to carry me.
I made one mistake, though,
in leaving my weaknesses behind
all of darkness now
knew my deepest recesses.
Open hearted I tend to write.
My pain I permanently inked.
It was with gleaming eyes
he must have dutifully noted each
and every time
I shattered.

I never saw him wield the blade
but I remember
breaking
when I hit the ground.

I cannot do this alone
I know now
you never intended it so.
Once again this morn
I pray
Lord, lift me up.


5. …that I might be forgiven

I say that I am the Vulnerable
that I would know
from where
springs my strength;
Naïve, that I would not be
tainted by the hardness
of this world;
Joyful that I might find
the laughter that heals
from within.
But I also admit
that I am the Angry
that I might learn
to appreciate peace.
I know I am the Kind;
I need be.
I am the Haughty-
so as to learn
to be the Humbled.
That you may teach me
to bend I am the Stubborn.
I am the Fallen
that your grace may
lift me up.

Lord in your name
I am many
reaching as one
towards heaven.

But what I really want
most of all Lord

is to be the Penitent
that I might be the
Forgiven.




6.  Tonight after I say goodnight

Lord I am a sinner
saved only by your grace.
This you already know.  So I guess,
it is me that
barely realizes
the only way I will make it
to heaven, is if you take me
on breath after
your mercy forgives…

I need your shelter
from this world, from myself.
Again tonight I take
a deep breath and whisper
my plea

Lord, forgive me….




7.  Enlighten me

Lord your word reads
that you will not
give me
more
than I can bear.
But Lord, after today,
added onto this weekend
and that, added onto the week
before, and….
well all I can say, is that
you must have
much more faith
in my ability
than I.




8. Sooner or later

This never-ending
oppressive pain has a way
of bringing out the hope
in me.
I try to have faith
that it will be resolved
in its proper time and
in accordance with your will
but each night
I hope
and pray Lord
to see you sooner
than later.





9. I am overwhelmed

Today
stress and
lack of sleep
have crowded in with my brain
inside my hurting head
and it feels like it is going to pop
any minute now and I think
that must be why my eyes,
very responsibly I might add,
do their part to stay the inevitable explosion
by closing
every chance they get.

I have tried caffeine, vitamins, and toothpicks.
They are not working.
Lord, for strength to finish this day
I look to you….




10.  Today I am thin

Lord I cannot do this alone.
I need you now more than ever.
I am stretched to the point of
transparency.
I am beset by the enemy, my armor pierced.
I am a sieve, tatters tearing
in the wind.
Lord mend me with your mercy,
layer me with your love, and Lord…
most of all, solidify me
with your strength.

Raise up my faith, wave it high,
that I might find a hope
for tomorrow.

Surround me with your grace
that I might make it
through today.




11. Niagara undertow

I try to tell myself that I am focusing
on my life
on me
on exactly what it is I signed my name to twenty seven years ago
and on the promise of eternity
but no, Lord you and I both
know that is too deep...right now I guess
I would do good to just say that I am just trying
to focus
on the car
in front
of me
and the next
five
minutes or so,
forget any hope of remembering yesterday and planning for tomorrow
Lord I pray just let me get safely through this hour.

I am estranged.
I am on the outside looking in.
My skin is set on random;
I have warped and swirled, dizzied me into an ambient
hypnotic stupor,
for which I have no definition
no beginning, no end.
And when I listen, that little voice
tries to wake me, it tries to
tell me that something deep inside my belief is lying to me
disputing and dissolving the very core of me.

My brow furrows but I can’t quite
finish the thought because
I can’t take my mind off the miracle called
Niagara falls and
how that amount of water
just keeps falling over the edge, does it never
end?

Try as I might I cannot find the reason for my
over-spilling
for the crash and burn
for my lack of
presence.
Transparent as I have become
I have not yet reached where the mellifluous water stills
where I
am no more.

As much as I wish to be...I must not be

finished


[This message has been edited by jellybeans (07-08-2002 07:09 PM).]

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the_loner_23
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since 2002-06-08
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Jacksonville, Florida, USA
1 posted 2002-07-08 02:47 PM


I really enjoyed this one.

Cold hands means a warm heart

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554

2 posted 2002-07-08 03:11 PM


I was happy enough
when I reached the point of
No Luggage Allowed-leave it
all behind.  I had strength
only enough to carry me.
I made one mistake, though,
in leaving my weaknesses behind
all of darkness now
knew my deepest recesses.
Open hearted I tend to write.
My pain I permanently inked.
It was with gleaming eyes
he must have dutifully noted each
and every time
I shattered.
=================================

I am estranged.
I am on the outside looking in.
My skin is set on random;
I have warped and swirled, dizzied me into an ambient
hypnotic stupor,
for which I have no definition
no beginning no end.
And when I listen, that little voice
tries to wake me, it tries to
tell me that something deep inside my belief is lying to me
disputing and dissolving the very core of me.
=============================

far too many gifts here for one read...
this series was always a fave of mine...
must place this in library for safe keeping.
peace and poetry
jm

Now for me some words come easy
But I know that they don't mean that much ...
Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch.

J.Browne

rwood
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since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793
Tennessee
3 posted 2002-07-08 04:30 PM


I have faith
that without my finding the reasons
you will understand
when I say
that today it hurts to be
me.


I agree with Janet..many exquisite realities float upon this thread and have touched me today. I see myself as very fortunate..compared to those that do suffer.

Library is a must for this and bless your heart for reaching so deeply inside and bless those that your words speak for.

Sincerely,
Reg

Martie
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Posts 28049
California
4 posted 2002-07-08 04:38 PM


jellybeans

Amazing writing!  Pulled from a depth that hurts to look at, it is so naked with truth.

Temptress
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Mobile, AL
5 posted 2002-07-08 05:12 PM


These are amazing
I've missed your presence in here.

I will not bend to the cowardice of a silent judgement.

jellybeans
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since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298

6 posted 2002-07-08 06:00 PM


thank you all so much, I had lost access to my poetry disk with these on it, and thought I had lost them entirely, then it turns out I had printed them once for my daughter, and she saved them...figured I better post them, cause Ron and PIP are like setting them in concrete....it is wonderful to be able to post 'me' here....and know there are readers out there who can relate
Mark Bohannan
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In the winds of Cherokee song
7 posted 2002-07-09 01:37 AM


These are gems each and every one.  I am definitely placing them in my library so as to have easy access to them at all times.  You stripped life down to the bare bones and layed it all on the line in these remarkable prayers and I know that there are those close to me that will enjoy reading them and possibly using them as well.  I can't tell you how glad that I am to have run into this thread.  
suthern
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8 posted 2002-07-11 12:45 PM


Individually, these have always been some of your most impressive writing... Collected this way, they are awesome. Excellent work, gal...

And by the way... since you write so much and so well you can afford to lose gems like these even temporarily... perhaps you could send your muse to visit me? LOL

Madame Chipmunk
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since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296
Michigan
9 posted 2002-07-11 12:51 PM


Jellybeans...I think this is probably the most amazingly impressive poem I have ever read at this website...
Thanks so much for sharing it with us...
it has really helped me to face today.
~ thanking you hugs

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled"  Gwendolyn Brooks

Toerag
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Ala bam a
10 posted 2002-07-11 12:53 PM


Excellent write from a very pretty gal....
devina
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since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539
Cali
11 posted 2002-07-11 01:04 PM


You've amazed me here woman...

I'm gonna have to print and reread...

just *amazing*...

Open arms can be the most fragile in the world...



Goodknight
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since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386
Ohio, USA
12 posted 2002-07-11 02:33 PM


this is so powerful it will need to be reread and redigested several times but I am sure this reply would only be more glowing after those rereads - thanks for a great poem - Paul
jellybeans
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since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298

13 posted 2002-07-11 05:05 PM


Mark, thank you for your comments, and if my writing helps in any way then I am glad also that you ran into this thread

suthern, if you’d give my muse a whack, I’d be happy to send it over…she’s been awfully quiet these days..sigh…love you lady…my poems are not happy, until your name is on them

Madame, thank you….so much…I have read that this is a hard time for you, and if I helped, then I am glad to have placed my struggles with life in black and white…sighs and hugs back


Toerag…*smile* good to see you, and thank you much

devina, thank you lady your comments are always touching to me

Goodknight, thank you…I hesitated to put them all together, as originally they had been posted as a series, but singularly as each was written…but finally decided to make it into a collection…am glad you enjoyed


Sunshine
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Listening to every heart
14 posted 2002-08-09 10:41 PM



Psalms of Alms...
BTTT

Magnus
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Posts 14135
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15 posted 2002-08-10 09:19 AM


Oft times....the most difficult writes are
those of truth,  when we bare our soul for
us and others to see...I commend you for
these...

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