Originally posted by Coldfire
Lol I was wondering when you were gonna post that one 😛
I like that one...
Quote of the Day
In the current of contravercy, in the force of neglegance, in the deepest pit of despair, is when the beast of a human is found. Because one will never know his extremities if he does not meet the extremes head on.
Originally posted by AOR
I like that one...[b]Quote of the Day
In the current of contravercy, in the force of neglegance, in the deepest pit of despair, is when the beast of a human is found. Because one will never know his extremities if he does not meet the extremes head on. [/B]
Thank you.
I notice that Dream Warrior, no longer partakes in the enjoyment of my poems and quotes. Sad that he doesn't even bother to stop by...🙁
God sent the gentle breeze,
on those summer afternoons.
To keep us cool from the blistering sun.
God sent us the grass,
from oceans of green and rolling hills.
To cushion us when we fall.
God sent us the shade,
from the towering trees.
So that alone or accompanied
we may enjoy the beauties of the day.
God sent us the mountains,
of might and glory.
Honor and Priase as a minut example
of his power and stead.
But must of all he sent his only son,
his wonderful son. To die on the cross for us.
So that by his death and ressurection,
we would not die, but live forever.
I seem to feel like I've either read or written this before, so I will leave it titless
Originally posted by AORI cannot for the life of me understand why it is so hard to spell check one's work. Unless it was intentional. The differences between a religious painting and poetry is that with paintings you go beyond the underlying religious reference and see the beauty the lies beneath it. The stroke of the brush, the subtle shades and hints of colour. The masterly done perspective and perception. The drama of the piece.
Thank you.
I notice that Dream Warrior, no longer partakes in the enjoyment of my poems and quotes. Sad that he doesn't even bother to stop by...🙁God sent the gentle breeze,
on those summer afternoons.
To keep us cool from the blistering sun.God sent us the grass,
from oceans of green and rolling hills.
To cushion us when we fall.God sent us the shade,
from the towering trees.
So that alone or accompanied
we may enjoy the beauties of the day.God sent us the mountains,
of might and glory.
Honor and Priase as a minut example
of his power and stead.But must of all he sent his only son,
his wonderful son. To die on the cross for us.
So that by his death and ressurection,
we would not die, but live forever.I seem to feel like I've either read or written this before, so I will leave it titless
Word paint, however does nothing but evoke feelings of....how shall I say it? Religious zealots.
As my momma used to say: "You are what you eat. Put that shit down!"
Originally posted by AOR
God sent the gentle breeze,
on those summer afternoons.
To keep us cool from the blistering sun.
That's not god, that's Air Conditioning!
God sent us the grass,
from oceans of green and rolling hills.
To cushion us when we fall.
Don't smoke the reefer.
God sent us the shade,
from the towering trees.
So that alone or accompanied
we may enjoy the beauties of the day.
Doesn't make any sense.
God sent us the mountains,
of might and glory.
Honor and Priase as a minut example
of his power and stead.
A geography lesson for you:
Find out as much as you can about 'tectonic plates'...
But must of all he sent his only son,
his wonderful son. To die on the cross for us.
So that by his death and ressurection,
we would not die, but live forever.
First marijuana abuse, now crack...What's next?
Originally posted by AOR
Thank you.
I notice that Dream Warrior, no longer partakes in the enjoyment of my poems and quotes. Sad that he doesn't even bother to stop by...🙁God sent the gentle breeze,
on those summer afternoons.
To keep us cool from the blistering sun.God sent us the grass,
from oceans of green and rolling hills.
To cushion us when we fall.God sent us the shade,
from the towering trees.
So that alone or accompanied
we may enjoy the beauties of the day.God sent us the mountains,
of might and glory.
Honor and Priase as a minut example
of his power and stead.But must of all he sent his only son,
his wonderful son. To die on the cross for us.
So that by his death and ressurection,
we would not die, but live forever.I seem to feel like I've either read or written this before, so I will leave it titless
Originally posted by ColdfireYup. hahaha she knows me all too well... hahah! 😂
He'll be back now prolly, seeing as you posted a poem 😛 Nice 🙂 Haven't talked to you in a bit hun