Tag: Abstract Spoken Word

Gen 1:5- “And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And the evening and the morning were the first day.” This is…

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The Birth of Day
By LIMITLESS

The Morning Sky is blown open by an epic sunrise. Groaning’s are heard as creation awakens to a subtle wind breathing.

A pink lite sky explodes into a brilliant orange gleaming with the pureness of day break, dreams faint, fading into memory.

I’ve been ready to see this day, my light shining in an awesome display, finally seeing the fruit of my labor,

When all work was done in the depth of darkness, when the Sun laid hidden away, participating in the making of creation, when prayers where loosed in my darkest moments;

Desire joined with hope giving focus to faith. Now soul stands with open arms, reaching for the dusk at the cusp of a warm embrace….

Gen 2:7 And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. This is…

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I Have to Get Back…
By LIMITLESS

Shoulder pains, feeling the burden of sudden change. Birth canal opens to purpose banging on the door.

Explosions of light consuming the shadows of a life I remember no more,

Struggling, trying to fit an Earth size dream through the volume of a pen hole.

My Eye’s holdfast to the light that beckons me forward.

It’s a press!

Fighting to fit the form of an ancient breath; pressing in remembrance of the paradise my soul left.

I have to get back to my oasis, back to it’s luscious habitat, back to where God showed me the course of my tracks,

Before I departed from him, living a life separated from the Christ with-in.

I have to get back to paradise, back too my throne,

back to…,

back to the place that I once called home;

I have too…!

Get back….

You’ve heard the saying “a picture is worth a thousand words” before; well If a picture is worth a thousand words then a tear is worth a thousand pictures. There is so much of the soul captured in a tear, if you will, I would like to interpret the words a tear can display. This is…

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Tears Have Voices
By LIMITLESS

Free falling like a diamond studded shooting star, shimmering in the darkness,

Reflecting the reflection of moments treasured.

History is secured with-in my bosom, several occasions I can speak from, choose one.

None can know the burden I carry, the joy and sorrow your heart buries.

Such cruelty,

Such kindness,

I, like my brethren testify of this, the outward expression of substantial fervor,

By definition I pour from the flesh of the observer, furthermore, I am the server,

carrying away the weights that rest heavy on your soul,

Molding every emotion into a portrait.

Slowly forming speech that speaks of sheltered feelings lingering on the mind.

I find my purpose in the emergence of the soul.

Oh! The secrets that I hold.

The heart that releases me I see as fearless and bold.

Though cold is my existence, my time is wrapped in a short journey of self purging, truth bursting, in what is displayed.

A shattering impact, I kiss the ground, fracturing like a flowed crystal under pressure,

I lay broken,

With my purpose served and voice heard I leave you with this thought

When your tears are observed,

what story did they tell when they fell, heavy, with many words…

We all have a hope after this life is done, a final destination, a peaceful reservation; this is mine. This is…

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PEACEFUL…

By LIMITLESS


My eye’s close,

The clouds open,

Parting,

Revealing the way to a golden road

Which rises from the misty ground

Surrounded by praise I follow my

Gaze

Drawn by rays of light I’ve never

Seen

Before me is a scene so beautiful it’s

Almost unusual this feeling that has

Overtaken my legs weaken and

My

Knees shake when pearl gates open

Up

To me My history is read to me as

My

Name is declared from a book titled

“Life”

There is a settling of heaviness

Placed

Upon my shoulders I’m at a loss for

Words…

A tap on my arm brings me back to

My

Dream seen I lift up my head the

Shock

And awe of sweet solace brings

Tear’s

To eye’s once filled with hope

Scoping

Promise now with no fear I hear the

Call to

“COME UP HERE”

And dwell in the grips of loves

Embrace-ing tasting truth

Far from the bitterness of deception

I’ve

Stepped in to the courts of

Righteousness my feet land upon a

Crystal floor the torture of morality I

Feel

No more lonely nights visited at

Noonday I stay where I prayed for

This

Freedom an exquisite deliverance I

Fall

Once again as if spine was broken

With-in then a smile rises on a

Thankful

Sculpture frozen with gratitude I am

Moved emotions catch motion as I

See

The dawning of a familiar friend…

I AM home again….

This is an exercise of thought using the word ten to create a flow which contains a story or moment or many doorways depending on how you look at it. This is…

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Ten….
By LIMITLESS

Ten opportunities in front of me

Ten doorways open up to me

Ten pathways to take

Ten ways to Change my fate

Ten dimensions to explore ten choices beyond this floor

Ten dreams make picture perfect dramatic scenes

Ten tears of joy flow

Ten crowns cast down as knees hit ground

Ten reasons to give thanks

Ten times Ten bring one hundred ways to be thankful again

Ten breaths taken before Ten footsteps land Earth shaken

Ten sun sets Ten glimpses of beauty imagined

Ten seconds pass until ring is handed

Ten years when vows are renewed

Ten mornings given

Ten moments captured capturing true love smiling

Ten wishes made into Ten hopes which transformed thought to Ten words spoken

Ten desires craved

Ten reasons my faith never caved

Ten thousand years in eternity

Ten reasons to obtain Gods promise to me…

Ten….

She is more precious than rubies: and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her. (Pro 3:15) this is…

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Elements of She

by Edward Taylor III

How long will the simple feast at the banquet of fools –

When it’s her insight they hunger for?

She possess a beauty which is to be more sought after than the rarest pearl in the sea.

She veil’s her face behind the shadow of words, to find her is to find understanding.

She walks in a garment meant for royalty.

She stands atop the highest peak calling out to those who need her compelling men to seek her.

Kings lust for her presence, rulers become beggars at her feet.

She is the guide leading men through the mist of choice-

When She spoke to Me…

her voice…

The very essence of reason.

She taught me her way’s;

She showed me great mysteries, & as I rested in her bosom..,

The waters of time stood still, frozen as a river caught in winters chill.

I soon fell in love with the warmth of her inspiration,

& when I awoke!

I found myself wed to her.

(…Sigh…)

awww-

Wisdom…

Ever have one of those moments where something you’ve thought about all of a sudden makes sence? It’s like a light bulb comes on in your head and you come to the realization of a great mystery, well this is a poem of one of those moments, this is an EPIPHANY ( A sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.) of ME…

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An Epiphany of ME

Edward Taylor III

God shines down on ME;

The sun smiles down on ME;

I can feel the rain drops of hope that fall to refresh weary dreaming…

ME;

Delighted gazes pierce the silver shaded sky,

Rays of praise parts the grays so I can see…

ME;

God shines down on ME;

The sun smiles down on ME;

Seeing the melody of life flow like musical notes on a page they show…

ME,

A mystery accompanied by blue nights & diamond days they play questions,

Who am I , who am I supposed to be, & most importantly, who did God create me to be?

The answers are revealed as God opens the seals, like an ancient book, exposing…

ME…

I look up to see God shining down on ME;

The sun smiling down on ME;

&

I…

Smile back…

The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore. (PS 121: 5-8) Even in the worst of times God is always there to pick you back up and continue you on your road to greatness.

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A Sorrowful Dance

By Edward Taylor III

A Sorrowful dance in the wind, performed by an excluded soul lost in sin, tears fall as pirouette’s call to the lost soul,

hopelessness twirls with blind perception, darkness calls with a malicious obsession.

Broken inside, strength subsides, to a sorrowful dance in the wind.

“Where is the comfort, the loving embrace, who will wipe these tears from my face?”

Under the stars you can see the dancer scarred:

Leaping to grasp the joy seemingly so far out of reach, distant as the mocking moon, silent & sweet,

Who is this that dances with sorrow in the wind?

The motions of this dancers’ gloom ignite the fierceness of question: “Where is my hope, where is my solace, where…

WHERE?”

The ground is struck, pounded by clinched fists,

“NO MORE!”

Is the cry as the dancer sits, drenched in sweat & self-regret: with eyes to the sky & arms raised the dancer is lifted up by the wind to dance once again,

Then a whisper is heard in the night sky:

“Hold on my dancer your salvation draws nigh”…