Poets Corner

With thanks to Dumaguetenia
Easter
As you look down from your Heavenly Place
What do you think of the Human Race
It's turned it's back on you time and again
Since as our Saviour you came
We are reminded about this every Easter time
To most of us,it was the biggest crime
So forgive us Lord,this we pray
And keep us safe Lord each day.

Happy Easter one and all......JB

 

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
As I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp--
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice!
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

The person who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

'And why's everyone so quiet,
So somber - give me a clue.'
'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you.'


by: ANON

JUDGE NOT.
Remember...
Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian
any more than standing in your garage makes you a car .
Every saint has a PAST....
Every sinner has a FUTURE


HAPPY EASTER TO EVERYONE

 

Absolutely Brilliant Panday.
best wishes.......JB

 

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Panday Pera , you are good ! well seasoned.

 

Another of the Same


Say that I should say I love ye,
Would you say 'tis but a saying?
But if Love in prayers move ye,
Will ye not be moved with praying?

Think I think that Love should know ye,
Will you think 'tis but a thinking?
But if Love the thought do show ye,
Will ye loose your eyes with winking?

Write that I do write you blessed,
Will you write 'tis but a writing?
But if Truth and Love confess it,
Will ye doubt the true inditing?

No, I say, and think, and write it,
Write, and think, and say your pleasure;
Love, and truth, and I indite it,
You are blessed out of measure

 

hon, this is for you, I love you !

Love is
being happy for the other person
when they are happy
being sad for the person
when they are sad
being together in good times
and being together in bad times
Love is the source of strength

Love is
being honest with yourself at all times
being honest with the other person at all times
telling, listening, respecting the truth
and never pretending
Love is the source of reality

Love is
an understanding so complete that
you feel as if you are a part
of the other person
accepting the other person
just the way they are
and not trying to change them
to be something else
Love is the source of unity

Love is
the freedom to pursue your own desires
while sharing your experiences
with the other person
the growth of one individual alongside of
and together with the growth
of another individual
Love is the source of success

Love is
the excitement of planning things together
the excitement of doing things together
Love is the source of the future

Love is
the fury of the storm
the calm in the rainbow
Love is the source of passion

Love is
giving and taking in a daily situation
being patient with each other's
needs and desires
Love is the source of sharing

Love is
knowing that the other person
will always be with you
regardless of what happens
missing the other person when they are away
but remaining near in heart at all times
Love is the source of security


Love is the source of life .

 

To Duma and JB
Wherever you may be
I hope you were visited
By the Easter Bunny

Basket full of eggs
Big smile in your faces
Children on your tail
Beggin for mercy

Leave some eggs for us to pick
It’s not fair you guys are too big
Oh, dear Lord have mercy
Get these geezers off the property

So here’s a toast to two old duckling
In memory of our risen Lord
Keep young, stay young, keep smiling
People like you we need in this world

 

salamat !

thank you again panday pera, you too hopefully have the good long weekend.
..my bunny did not arrived. he was buried in the snow , maybe find my eggs tomorrow when the snow melt.:D

 

always late spring coming..

Spring Morning
_Willie._

Roget, droop not, see the spring
Is the earth enamelling,
And the birds on every tree
Greet this morning with melody:
Hark, how yonder thrustle chants it,
And her mate as proudly vants it
See how every stream is dress'd
By her margin with the best
Of Flora's gifts; she seems glad
For such brooks such flow'rs she had.
All the trees are quaintly tired
With green buds, of all desired;
And the hawthorn every day
Spreads some little show of May:
See the primrose sweetly set
By the much-lov'd violet,
All the banks do sweetly cover,
As they would invite a lover
With his lass to see their dressing
And to grace them by their pressing:
Yet in all this merry tide
When all cares are laid aside,
Roget sits as if his blood
Had not felt the quick'ning good
Of the sun, nor cares to play,
Or with songs to pass the day
As he wont: fie, Roget, fie,
Raise thy head, and merrily
Tune us somewhat to thy reed:
See our flocks do freely feed,
Here we may together sit,
And for music very fit
Is this place; from yonder wood
Comes an echo shrill and good,
Twice full perfectly it will
Answer to thine oaten quill.
Roget, droop not then, but sing
Some kind welcome to the spring.

 

On A Stolen Kiss

On A Stolen Kiss

Now gentle sleep hath closed up those eyes,
Which waking kept my boldest thoughts in awe,
And free access unto that sweet lip lies
From whence I long the rosy breath to draw.
Methinks no wrong it were if I should steal,
From those two melting rubies, one poor kiss.
None sees the theft that would the thief reveal,
Nor rob I her of aught which she can miss.
Nay, should I twenty kisses take away,
There would be little sign I had done so.
Why then should I this robbery delay?
Oh, she may wake, and therewith angry grow.
Well, if she do, I'll back restore that one,
And twenty hundred thousand more for loan.