EightCandlesForJesus

EightCandlesForJesus

The Rabbi lights his Hanukkiah ONE Candle only on DEC first then he snuffs it out then waits for the next evening on the Dec 2 he lights the Second Candle for the first Day of the Hanukkah no one gets his meaning for it only pertains to GOD. He lights the first candle to be the OIL that burned for the eight days of Hanukkah when the Temple was rebuilt in 164 BC. It was just the little before my time. When eye entered the lieberry this evening some well dressed Man almost obstructed me his question was this one “are you just passing through??” like the smiler in the night ? non so Eye reminded him not to obstruct my entry then eye asked HIM iff he Had some sort of question for me?? but he Had shot his wad then waddled off. NO doubt he is now in agony from my repartee. The Rabbi lights the second candle tonight to be the first represented Day of the covenant of the Temple of Jerusalem. Since there is seldom food found in the world in winter we will just not describe the feast today. I think they must have eaten dates which were preserved in urns then used to give life to insides of people still living needing food. Eye will not let you SHRINK my Brain it needs to expend its synergy in words designed to pull the listener to the understanding she whats Read then giving love to them the ewe the girls the friends. Eye did not learn life from the books but then they helped. To let this poor suffering Jesus give this prose to upper crusting nose please do not let my simpleton poetry poem now or ever will escape you or brush my truth from sight these Temple Candles lighted here were lighted upp for Jesus Christ.

This is the Eighth Day counting down.

OR Day Two of Nine.

About employment

About employment

You have to work a job to live inside a house to have a spouse. To espouse real poetry apparently you have to have that ability to curse and use the f word a lot to make your entrance from the parking lot but eye just wont accept this eye make real poems with real words a lot and never read them even to myself aloud. Eye had to distance myself from people who read real poetry eye lost a LOT of friends in Cleveland. The woman is gone. She hates me in her silent world she shouts but eye cant see here now. The seer makes his daily sacrifice the short road move in the noon day sun the toads carry the light across my road as eye miss the girl and ponder this mistake why do eye care so very much for her there where she is not thinking of me not even as her day folds the time away into her very heart is gone from me and death has gotten very close to me its breath is the daylight on my friends toads backs. Eye have to reach the switch inside of me the one that closes off my love.

Time Travel

Time Travel

Walking slowly quickly threw the desert looking
wanting water finding sand
finding sand but wanting water looking quickly
travelling in time
time travelling
making way to way of time
making tao to tao of time
day is gone nite is ici
cold is here to stay love is cold
and gone away
time travelling
travelling in time
finding sand but wanting water quickly looking
wanting water finding sand
Walking slowly quickly threw the desert looking
For ewe love.
Time.

AThankfulness

AThankfulness


Coffee drops from this mustache Burger tested nice the pickle added flavor to a better wait eye wait for bus to come eye sit inside
because eye soon decided to have breakfast time today my heart is blessed and so the nether reaches of my body making promises to me tomorrow morning after another night of blessed rest upon a poor and discarded blanket not suited for a dog a thankful man with sores is blessed upon his discard. Where eye slept in humble poverty and rich from ewe in love with snail mail too eye have some coffee refill now and write this mess a thankfulness. To Master M if yew aer reading this please understand my faith, the ewe is my soul-mate and to the ewe eye send to ewe this thankfulness.

The May Pole And The Taffy Pull

The May Pole And The Taffy Pull

Sorrow came to me and cleared my eye.
Mye QYeen has NOT forgotten me,
But , OH , mye , whye , has she displaced me.
Could it bee that eye have angered HER , or
Thoughts of me confuses HER ,
She has no chance to caht with me,
And so she tries to spare me the anguish.
Dance around the May Pole again,
Mye Qyeen and do not weep so for all I have been,
I have just been missing ewe again,
Mye Pain is only heartbreak to bee mended,
By thy kiss ;
And when you aer at thy Taffy-Pull
Have fun and do no bent and do no worry,
Mye mind stays in a hurry and I worry all the day,
Searching for mye love.
Ewe aer a Snow White turtle dove,
And Pocahontus also,
And a mermaid in ewe heart,
And when Ragon Fly Comes,
To fly around ewe, remember ewe
Aer still mye QYeen
And Never Shall We Bee apart
Mye tears aer never salty.

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20daysofpoetrypoempoems

TheLetter
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reminisce
It was the worst time eye can remember all the rain the men were turning graves were leaving bones the diggers left them bones on top and ran to shelter was a poncho given by a Major in the service trying to help a grunt to score you see eye was on the firing line to hit the targets for a scoring they were testing me. The thing made a surface and eye hit every target there eye cried when eye missed them only three eye took my eyeglasses off and wiped them too late for eye to see they made me marksman there was a note.ed on the paper said you only missed three targets to add them up to expert sorry. It was the rain as eye am a very good shott you must remember all them days before the rain was good the targets down the range fell down. Eye placed the Majors Poncho on the corner of my bed was made eye bounced a quarter off the blanket then hopped onto the thing to read the answered mail call that day had finally came. The Letter said : ed.note.ed (this is all eye can remember of what she wrote so smitten was eye smote) you are a soldier now and she said it with a smile and eye have no need of a soldier as a lover you are now just incomplete Dear John dear charles you cant come home to love. SO sad a thing so sad it kept me drunken in my beers for far too many days and years have lost the will to live its over when they give them Dear John letters to them men. Eye had all sorts of plans to fight the past it disappeared in one small minute of an afternoon. They all get married in June. They all send them Dear Johns a letter in April. Monsoon. Rain is falling tears of Angels. Landing on them inked words in them Dear John Letters.

Afterlife

Afterlife

Afterlife
The end of life WILL come what then ? Remember the starting gun ? The life was made refreshed and gone. What do we do then before the throne ? Before we get our wings. Men and even women walk them streets of golden no wings will then be needed no wings of silver or of gold. Trust Jesus. Eternity is a long time to live is better then to die. To rule in That lake of Fire and Brimestones is for the Devils that will always be there. The servants of the Lord will someday rule in Heaven. Place no stone near where you lay my head or nowhere near mye body then. There is no way eye want to be remembered here. No salutes. No decoration boots. Mye livery will be delivery. Mye life will be up there. Up Yonder like all the songs says. For the Lord will change my body and purify mye soul. The people is nice and the coffee is 155p McDonalds had a ringer a man with a Dell laptop just like mine he was doppleganger with no hair upon his head. News is spiffy today eye am inn a new internet cafe. Heaven is near at hand a BlackViolet at mye elbow and a hot connection in mye hand. The Italian flavor not sweeten coffee not booze okay??? thankzx you minions for concerned for eye. AfterDeath is AfterLife.