FreedomtoChose

FreedomtoChose

OPTIONS is simple Fate decides most of our lives we do not choose the color of our skins we do not pick the region we were inn the Nation of our birth is chosen for us before we learn. To be like the children is the choice we need to keep the simple things. The Devil chooses some of us before we get to chose the Path to GOD. Jesus spoke to Peter face to saint. Satan desired to sift you like wheat. But eye the LORD will tare you from the world. Symptoms is mine Sayeth the Author of this chosen prose poem. Milady when you choose choose life keep living love your Husband love your child when you get time love your friends give them your worries let them Bear your burden shoulder grief Lean on me let me take your sorrows let me be the love in shadows. Keep the secret keep it sweet. Enjoy the light do not let the toiling of the living end the night. Let sorrow leave its place in you let living be the key enjoy your solitude your mending of the poor the decent fellow how he adores you in the final resting place the  smile is there its fixed on me forever in love with your reality for it was chosen for him.

CrosS

 CrosS




CrosS

My cross is made of love and dragon fly wings my faith is her who loves me so deep inside a heart so true my crown is just a ball cap with the name of this city that eye live in or the state one that eye wear to hide my head in this established place to work on poetry to hide to then escape from boredom and from finitude some problems have occurred to her in solving them we love the ewe my cross to bear is love.  

Secureeyety

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GreenL@nterned

GreenL@nterned

Carol Ferris
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Lost @irpl@ne
Carol Ferris moved out of the pilot seat when she s@w the ridge come up she w@s sure they were going to crash land now. H@l Jordan took over the controls they seemed so unresponsive now. He tried to get her out of the cockpit even screaming @t her to leave him to get the Chute on @nd jump to leave him with the plane it w@s his only chance to become the Green Lantern. She lost @ll big city control of herself @nd gr@bbed his @rm to hang on to him he had no choice now he had to use his power ring to save them both. AS soon AS the ring begins to glow his suit changed into the green the black of the super hero we will see him @s he is someday. OH yes she w@s smiling up the Green Lantern w@s very perplexed so he said now from having to reveal his Secret Identity to his love she w@s his boss first @nd foremost ; aloof creature that she w@s ; You will be okay now hang on. His ring glowed over them under them behind them to Save them from the crash coming up the ridge took the plane when it disintegrated the only thing that kept them alive w@s the pulsating power of the @Iiens ring when the debris faded Way into the hillside the English Lass Ferris took Green Lantern to the top of the hill took one more look to be sure @nd then she spoke these words of love. You will marry to me now we will get married now for you see now eye knoe your secret ... to be continued in Issue #63...ed.note.ed...iff you liked this story of the Lost airplane get the next issue called Green Lantern gets Married. Now on sale @t most drug stores. US. UK. GL Comics.

DOubtThomasPain

DOubtThomasPain

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DOubtThomasPain


The founding fathers w@s temples too in command of troops not time mortals in combat with darkeness. Too bed they f@iled to make this country work for the people by the people ond with the people in the church temple steeples. Most people sock. They shoe. They were red white und blue. Kamikaze. Kimono. Perils of Pools of looks into businesses of mangers of mongers of long blizzard nights of longer lingering Doy's white sheets of Passion billowing under them Waves. Love is never so straight forward os she now makes it seem. SHe flustered me she is now serene but eye blustery. The Powers that be installed new looking Glass behind me for Alice ond when they putt it on the Wall it cracked the bottom right handed corner near my back is cracked. I Saw tears in Alice eyes. Devilfish think they plan the next drink they mold harebells to the will of GOD. Left turn into infinity not one of them escapes they crash into the windows of heaven und they break the looking Glass of Alice then they fake the kisses near the cheeks while lovers fall into each others kissing mouths wide open ond in love they keep kissing in the dreams for she said @lw@ys to me. Sometimes Alice scares me with her questioning ways when oll she really wants to knoe is why she fell in love with me.

Divergence
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Divergence


Divergence



One path is the right path one is the wrong path when there are two paths to choose from it is not ever easy to pick which one she was on. We must examine each path. The first path is the hardest it is TRUST. The other path is truth. Suddenly eye feel the same path for both for trust is truth and truth is trust. After all its for a woman. She is love. She has time for only me and for her real life she takes her sleep and turns her dreams into reality for me. She must have felt the truth in me for there is in me love. Every man has it within him to love a woman sometimes the woman loves the man and returns the love a million times. We have an always love. She must not remember her dreams iff they are bad dreams iff they are good ones and about the love in her then she can share. Joseph had no technicolor dreamcoat in real life his rainbow coat was taken away by bad brothers making money and they dipped his pretty coat into the blood of goats to make it look like poor Joseph had been offed. A dream can be im portent or im potent or dry or wet or strained the only defense to bad dreams is just only to stay awake. Eye have lived too many dreams to die out easily. Iff she will dream good dreams then our dreams will come true and the truth may become the trust and the trust and the truth may become the pathway divergence that she took.

charlaxPpP

charlaxPpP

 Bio degradable a little behind a long Pinocchio nose iff you catch my meaning that eye do have the male appendix is full of white cooing dove noises when my poetry is read to ewe at the end of ewe day time is waning and waxing begins to fall all over you in the form of made up syn tax energy of love like cupid is invisible. Eye take the title and make some beginngings then eye add the text slowly typing every letter of the alphabyte to get the idea across of the what eye want you to understand the meaning of words changes becomes archaic even other languages will not help you in the affronted study of charlax poetry. When eye get about here it should be informing you after eye start down the page again the whole meaning of the poem may change it may only be a new day has come and eye opened my documents again and saw this and tried to finish this this this horrendous. The only real thing you need to remember when viewing my prose is the story find the title read the text after this part is done eye will twist an ending on this and then when that works corrected papers look better now. Did you get my drifting. EYE am CHarlaX he makes prose poetry.