(Love Poem) Kissing An Angel

KISSING AN ANGEL

 

When I wake up in the mornings what is it that I see

In my old age I am blessed, sweet lady laying next to me

Spirits like Angels wear designer duds so we can’t see

You know, so they don’t scare the life out the likes of me

Knowing my Lady is flesh and blood, yet she still loves me

Not ordered by God like a Spirit or Angel would probably be

 

Being good-by choice when she doesn’t have to be

Sweet tender lips with a kind heart and gentile touch

When she sheds a tear, it always rips at my heart-strings

When I hurt her feelings I do feel like the jerk I know I am

My true feelings, do I express them daily to her loving heart

Do I realize how much helping with the dishes means to her

 

Having my loving Lady waiting makes the work day worth while

If one is truly loving why can’t one get off your ego and make it two

Don’t be ignorant when God gives you love on a platters golden ring

Don’t act like a fool when you’ve been blessed to put a Ring on Her finger

It’s wonderful to have a sweet Angel to kiss every morning and evening

(Humor Poem) Being “Almost 59”

BEING ALMOST 59

 

59 Sips of Champagne, not in my life time

Crystal never held, a wine Goblet in my hand

59 Sips of Tequila, fun in dreamland sublime

First time you ever kissed a woman this age

59 Ladies whose lips you have been blessed to kiss

Walking blind, kindness still shines, Hell or Bliss

59 Sun ups, really, would we even be missed, ever

Each day our Brain scrambles, searching for why

 

59 seconds, A date with warp speed, that slaps our face

59 Days or years to love, left to hug loved ones once again

Are we ever thankful for the breath that we now breathe

59 I love you’s from the hearts of our children, priceless

59 Ticks of the clock, but is it Man’s or God’s timepiece

 

Is our Heart, Mind and Soul, in Communion with the Lord’s goals

59 points, your stock is down, does the dollar control your ticker

59, Live or die, are our lives just pieces of some Cosmic unseen Pie

59 Calm your heart, it’s just a silly number, unless we wake up dead

 

 

 

(Religious Poem) A Hollow Vessel

A HOLLOW VESSEL

 

(A Kab), a hollow vessel, be ye not

For God’s gathering place is Holy

Know ye not that our body is a Holy Vessel

It is a Promised Land, a Home to the Spirit of God

 

 

Be ye not vacant, nor your Spirit in drought

For a vacant house is open to the Master of death

Clean thy thoughts O man, for the Lord knows them

Thy heart knows thy words before they touch your lips

 

 

Please, seek ye purity of heart and of your Soul

There is nothing that we know that was not given before unto us

Kiss the ground and bow thy head O man, walk with eyes wide open

Evil is trying to snare your life and Soul with your every step

 

 

Friends we must keep the stoop to our Souls as clean as we can

At the door to our Soul, the Lord Jesus stands knocking on our heart

All of our bodies are a Home for a Spirit, either of God or Satan to dwell

If our Soul lacks God, our hollow vessel, all the way to Hell Satan will indwell!

A Hollow Vessel

 

A HOLLOW VESSEL

 

(A Kab), a hollow vessel, do not choose ye to be

For God’s gathering place is a most Holy place

Know ye not that your body is a Holy vessel

It is a Promised Land, a Home of the Spirit of God

Be ye not vacant, nor your Spirit in drought

For a vacant house is open to the Master of death

Clean thy thoughts O man, for the Lord knows them

Thy heart knows thy words before they touch your lips

Please, seek ye purity of heart and of your Soul

There is nothing that we know that was not given before unto us

Kiss the ground and bow thy head O man, walk with eyes wide open

Evil is trying to snare your life and Soul with your every step

Friends we must keep the stoop to our Souls as clean as we can

At the door to our Soul, the Lord Jesus stands knocking

All of our bodies are a Home for a Spirit, either of God or Satan to dwell

If your Soul lacks God, your hollow vessel, all the way to Hell Satan will indwell