Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 247
January 28, 2019
Praise Be
Praise be to Ala.
Praise be to God.
Praise to Jehovah.
Isn't it odd?
All have a vision
Of what "He" should be,
Or "She" if you like.
God "could" be a she.
The thing is, we praise God;
Forgiving and kind,
Magnanimous, loving and sure;
Encompassing all of the
Thoughts in our heads;
All that is mindful and pure.
So, of all the emotions
That God had to give
That help us fulfill all our need,
Why are we saddled
With anger and avarice?
Why must we have
Hate and greed?
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Praise be to God.
Praise to Jehovah.
Isn't it odd?
All have a vision
Of what "He" should be,
Or "She" if you like.
God "could" be a she.
The thing is, we praise God;
Forgiving and kind,
Magnanimous, loving and sure;
Encompassing all of the
Thoughts in our heads;
All that is mindful and pure.
So, of all the emotions
That God had to give
That help us fulfill all our need,
Why are we saddled
With anger and avarice?
Why must we have
Hate and greed?

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Published on January 28, 2019 01:49
January 27, 2019
Freedom

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Published on January 27, 2019 07:39
Haiku 33
Gallant water oak
Standing firm against the storm.
Worlds of will survive.
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Standing firm against the storm.
Worlds of will survive.

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Published on January 27, 2019 03:27
The Upbeat Downtown Raggedy Man
Don't know his name.
Don't know his game.
He has no shame,
But all the same
He's there every day.
He won't go away.
He never will stray;
Living just for today.
You view him with dread
As he begs to be fed;
A quarter for bread;
A buck for a bed.
Calm in repose;
Forgiving of those
Put off by his clothes,
Or the life that he chose.
He's the upbeat
Downtown raggedy man,
Getting along
As best he can.
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Don't know his game.
He has no shame,
But all the same
He's there every day.
He won't go away.
He never will stray;
Living just for today.
You view him with dread
As he begs to be fed;
A quarter for bread;
A buck for a bed.
Calm in repose;
Forgiving of those
Put off by his clothes,
Or the life that he chose.
He's the upbeat
Downtown raggedy man,
Getting along
As best he can.

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Published on January 27, 2019 02:38
January 26, 2019
Haiku 32
Whimsical sunset,
Pale magenta in her hair,
Dances in my dreams.
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Pale magenta in her hair,
Dances in my dreams.

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Published on January 26, 2019 09:30
Wallowing In Pity
Time to climb out of that blue gray funk;
Shuck off the haze that you wear like a shroud.
You've cried enough.
You've died enough.
Time to come back and be part of the crowd.
Sorrow and sadness indeed have their place,
And reflection need not be berated.
But weeping and wailing should both have a limit.
Crying is so overrated.
The anger you felt turned to tears in the night,
To wake you with eyes caked and gritty.
Time to reflect and get on with your life
And stop wallowing in pity.
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Shuck off the haze that you wear like a shroud.
You've cried enough.
You've died enough.
Time to come back and be part of the crowd.
Sorrow and sadness indeed have their place,
And reflection need not be berated.
But weeping and wailing should both have a limit.
Crying is so overrated.
The anger you felt turned to tears in the night,
To wake you with eyes caked and gritty.
Time to reflect and get on with your life
And stop wallowing in pity.

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Published on January 26, 2019 02:15
January 25, 2019
Haiku 31
Soft balmy zephyr
Soothing in your quietude.
Chaos craves your calm.
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Soothing in your quietude.
Chaos craves your calm.

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Published on January 25, 2019 03:38
Missing Pieces
Like a puzzle with missing pieces...
Like a crossword without the clues...
Like a pizza without toppings...
Like me without you.
Like the sky without the sunlight,
Dark and dreary, midnight blue.
Like a road without direction...
Like me without you.
Life goes on to search for meaning,
Sees me waiting, passes by.
Tears well up from deep inside but
Never make it to my eyes.
Like a play without a hero...
Like a ship without its crew
Floating lost upon the ocean...
Like me without you.
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Like a crossword without the clues...
Like a pizza without toppings...
Like me without you.
Like the sky without the sunlight,
Dark and dreary, midnight blue.
Like a road without direction...
Like me without you.
Life goes on to search for meaning,
Sees me waiting, passes by.
Tears well up from deep inside but
Never make it to my eyes.
Like a play without a hero...
Like a ship without its crew
Floating lost upon the ocean...
Like me without you.

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Published on January 25, 2019 01:40
January 24, 2019
Haiku 30
Rainbows brilliant smile,
Caps of gold upon her teeth,
Dons Nirvana’s crown.
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Caps of gold upon her teeth,
Dons Nirvana’s crown.

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Published on January 24, 2019 09:12
Speaking Jive
Sitting in the waiting room, hoping for a turn;
Desperate; trying not to fall asleep.
Wringing out the magazine like a washcloth for my face
To wipe away the tension of a long and anxious keep,
When in he walks, or should I say
He struts into the room; energy too plentiful to fret.
Flitting like a butterfly one person to the next,
Desperate just to bum a cigarette.
Then spying an acquaintance, an amazing thing began;
Like honeybees erupting from a hive.
A triad much akin to English, somehow, but not quite,
The two of them began to speak in jive.
A helplessness fell over me, a thing I can't explain;
Like nothing I had ever felt before.
Not a word did these two speak that I could understand;
Although their tones were no less than a roar.
On they spoke, and there was no joke.
Each clearly understood.
And I could tell by the way they talked
Their lives were going good.
It took a while, and it made me smile,
Made me glad to be alive.
And now I know it "ain't no thang"
To be speaking all that jive.
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Desperate; trying not to fall asleep.
Wringing out the magazine like a washcloth for my face
To wipe away the tension of a long and anxious keep,
When in he walks, or should I say
He struts into the room; energy too plentiful to fret.
Flitting like a butterfly one person to the next,
Desperate just to bum a cigarette.
Then spying an acquaintance, an amazing thing began;
Like honeybees erupting from a hive.
A triad much akin to English, somehow, but not quite,
The two of them began to speak in jive.
A helplessness fell over me, a thing I can't explain;
Like nothing I had ever felt before.
Not a word did these two speak that I could understand;
Although their tones were no less than a roar.
On they spoke, and there was no joke.
Each clearly understood.
And I could tell by the way they talked
Their lives were going good.
It took a while, and it made me smile,
Made me glad to be alive.
And now I know it "ain't no thang"
To be speaking all that jive.

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Published on January 24, 2019 02:51