Where The Birds Hang Out (Poem)

*This poem is dedicated to those that struggle, for family, to those who are confused; and to me: for a sister that has left me, friends I’ve lost, a mother that has forsaken me, and a father I miss dearly, my wife I cherish, and wisdom of all I hold onto. A man once said, ‘that if you don’t feel close to God anymore, it wasn’t Him Who moved.’

A Day of comfort is near; and if you read this and are worthy, then peace I bid to you. The world has dark corners, but light makes our shadows invisible; find Light again and open the door. I hear a knock ! I opened the door and alone no more. -Moraldiplomat

Where The Birds Hang Out (Poem)

Morning rise, boats can be seen; aloft the silky waves a morning serene,
Sand fills the earth, cresting the water’s shore as if they meet to open a new door.

Ripples of torrent water flow to the edge; an ocean of sea, depths of dredge,
Captivating to a few and yet this parcel for all stands stout.

This truly is a place where the birds hang out.

We all cannot fly, but swim it seems; we are carried to the heights by our hopes and dreams,

For the Lord Himself gives us a taste- we must glimpse, this too, leaving nothing to waste.

Brisk walking travelers go with delight as birds determined but not for flight;
Rods are raise and lines are thrown, and in patience we snag a meal condoned.

White caps from blue fields lunge at the new door of sand as cool and warm breezes fill the land.

Morning now turns to even; sense of peace and no more tears, for this land forbids evil to ever live here.

Water below, water high above. A mirrored image of what is and what was,
Gazing at the horizon- Earth move never not. Acknowledging the truth many have not sought,

Now floating above the water as we pass through the closing door, waiting, wadding for wet hills of righteousness to lift us up and out…

For truly, this is a coast where the birds hang out.’

Credit: Moraldiplomat

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Daddy’s Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy’s Day at school, and she couldn’t wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates of why he wasn’t there today.

But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn’t there.

‘Where’s her Daddy at?’ she heard a boy call out.
‘She probably doesn’t have one,’ another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
‘Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.’

The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.

‘My Daddy couldn’t be here, because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him, I’m not standing here alone.

Cause my daddy’s always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he’ll forever be in my heart.’

With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.

‘I love my daddy very much, he’s my shining star.
And if he could, he’d be here, but heaven’s just too far.

You see he was a policeman and died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes, it’s like he never went away.’

And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement, she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.

‘I know you’re with me Daddy,’ to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

 

Credit: Cheryl C-F.

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Mt 18:6 “But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea.

Mt 18:7 “Woe unto the world because of offences! for it must needs be that offences come; but woe to that man by whom the offence cometh!

I Have Solitude (Poem)

I used to seek a crowd to find delight,

and this they gave me- laughter and brief song,

Bright powdered wings that dusted off in flight,

And bubbled-beauty , nothing lasting long,

But once I found the pathway down my heart:

A dim, but not often traveled way; I had not known,

I walked it timidly, a thing apart,

Overjoyed that I found myself alone with God. . .

And now I seek that beautiful retreat,

And find such cool, deep peace, such sheer delight:

Cold springs of water welling at my feet,

White flowers by day, white guiding stars by night.

The old crowd’s laughter falls upon my ear;

I am exploring, and I do not hear. . . I have Solitude.

Yesterday’s Door (Poem)

I have shut the door on yesterday,
Its sorrows and mistakes.
I have locked within its gloomy walls
Past failures and mistakes.

And now I throw the key away,
And seek another room.
And furnish it with hope and smiles,
And every spring-time bloom.

No thought shall enter this abode
That has a taint of pain.
And envy, malice, and distrust
Shall never entrance gain.

I have shut the door on yesterday
And thrown the key away.
Tomorrow holds no fear for me,
Since I have found today.

Xanax And Ice Cream (Poem)

I have to give credit where credit is due. I woke up one recent morning thinking about something my sister Jami said. She mentioned Xanax and ice cream in the same sentence. I’d never heard the two used in conjunction with each other. Thought about it all day. Later, going to bed, I woke up around three A.M. with that thought of Xanax and ice cream in my head; in the dark I grabbed my flashlight, a notebook and pen and started to write. The following is what came out.

Yeah, it’s mystical, cryptic…I’m not even sure what it means to me, but as poems often do, they mean something different to different people. Yeah, the poem has a meaning to be implied, but probably only to me. However, I hope you can find another meaningful meaning behind the veil of this epigram.” –Moraldiplomat

Xanax And Ice Cream

‘My poet today, a shroud over the journey;
the answer behind a veil……this is my tale.

An unusual event exists, while I eat my Xanax and ice cream.

A daughter’s wish, a father’s kiss.
Where there’s madness there’s sadness.
I’m waiting intently munching on Xanax and ice cream.

Altered looks, awkward styles;
I’m killing my flesh, just for a while…….
must be the Xanax and ice cream.

A burley man in the sand, taken by charm;
but goes to work doing no harm.
I’m in a vase, sound the alarm- I’m the team!
I didn’t bring my Xanax and ice cream.

Mother goose is on the loose, happy she is as well.
We stood watching, took a dip in hell;
the water is fine with my Xanax and ice cream.

Pinocchio’s on her strings, I’m made but with no wings.
Halloween in the 4th, I need to be normal;
one day I can fly, if I could just have what seems, that tasty semblance of Xanax and ice cream.

Borrowed memories from the past, no they don’t last;
but they will with Xanax and ice cream.

Dismal days fill the gaps, stress no more.
My time has come; as for the rest of us, it’s Xanax and ice cream.

Up ahead in the distance I see the finish line, I can almost scream! I know what awaits….it’s my Xanax and ice cream.’

Moraldiplomat

Courage & Strength

It takes strength to be certain,
It takes courage to have doubts.

It takes strength to fit in,
It takes courage to stand out.

It takes strength to share a friend’s pain,
It takes courage to feel your own pain.

It takes strength to hide your own pain,
It takes courage to show it and deal with it.

It takes strength to stand guard,
It takes courage to let down your guard.

It takes strength to conquer,
It takes courage to surrender.

It takes strength to endure abuse,
It takes courage to stop it.

It takes strength to stand alone,
It takes courage to lean on a friend.

It takes strength to love,
It takes courage to beloved.

It takes strength to live,
It takes courage to survive.

Ps 27:14 “Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.”

Ps 31:24 “Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the LORD.”

Persevere (Poem)

When you’re up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face;
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace.
When it’s vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do;
You may fail, but you may conquer,
See it through!

Black may be the clouds about you
And your future may seem grim,
But don’t let your nerve desert you;
Keep yourself in fighting trim.
If the worst is bound to happen,
Spite of all that you can do,
Running from it will not save you,
See it through!

Even hope may seem but futile,
When with troubles you’re beset,
But remember you are facing
Just what other men have met.
You may fail, but fall still fighting;
Don’t give up, whate’er you do;
Eyes front, head high to the finish.
See it through!

 

 

Thanks Edgar !