Strangers and Heroes
They don’t even know me, and yet
They would die for me.
I didn’t ask of them a solitary thing, and yet
They would give me everything.
My life goes on in comfort and safety.
They’ve left behind all comfort,
Sacrificing their own safety for me, a stranger,
They’ve left behind family and friends,
Travelled to a land where,
Friend and enemy are often the same.
They bravely face the unknown,
Every one of them a hero!
Where would I be without them?
Would I be forced to live in fe…
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Added by Nancy Crossman on November 12, 2009 at 11:55am —
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Now Points
by Valerie Poulin
Time is not a line, but a series of now-points.
— Taisen Deshimaru
We draw
imaginary lines from
one burning stone
to another, create
a constellation, something
we can almost touch
something we can believe
because
if it can be held
it can be held close
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Added by Valerie Poulin on November 9, 2009 at 2:00pm —
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Theory of Illumination
by Valerie Poulin
the crow that flew into the greenhouse to greet
my father; it was time to go
broken secrets chase one another
an old wives’ tale: the one about a cat
who climbed into the baby’s crib and stole his breath
a barrier to movement
three older sisters draw bow strings to shoot arrows
through a young maiden’s heart are turned to stone
like water that distorts, a mirror bends intent
branches of naked trees plead to the wind
the sky lowers to touch my fing…
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Added by Valerie Poulin on November 5, 2009 at 11:35pm —
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Celaire's Crush is a long-form poem recently published on Issuu.com. You can read it here:
http://issuu.com/valeriebean/docs/celaires_crush.
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Added by Valerie Poulin on November 5, 2009 at 8:17pm —
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Outside the Windy City
lives the Lady Finnegan -
Carol dearly loves the Lord Jehovah
and is a part of His earthly plan.
Her heart has been pierced
by God's Holy Spirit;
for she placed her life before Him
and has chosen to submit.
Her adoration for the King
has burst forth with heart's joy,
from reading her great nephew's literature
within the borders of Illinois.
Now she's become God's messenger
via her gifts of Joe's Christian poetry -
For the fragrance of God's Love
envelopes her with scrip…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on November 2, 2009 at 2:28am —
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Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. Back in the Spring of 1980, I graduated from the University of Southern Maine with a B.A. in Mathematics. I chose this discipline because it was my favorite subject in school. This poem is the first and only piece (to date), where I apply this learned knowledge.
Back in February of 2007, I found a poetry contest - its challenge wa…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 25, 2009 at 3:33pm —
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Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. In this installment, I briefly look at the crucifixion of Christ - an event central to the core beliefs of Christianity. This poem was composed in February 2007, in anticipation of that year's celebration of Resurrection Sunday (Easter).
If I were relegated to a single television channel, it would be the "History Channel". It's am…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 21, 2009 at 4:55pm —
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1. What caused you to write a book and have it published?
Thankfully, I’ve enjoyed a career in IT (Information technology) for over 25+ years. However, I’ve been downsized out of a job four times – the last time in 2005, I was unemployed for nine months. During that time, I looked at over 19,000+ companies to find one job. With more jobs in my field being outsourced to lower wage earners overseas, I decided I needed an exit strategy from the corporate world to launch a more stable career and inc…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 21, 2009 at 4:54pm —
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Solitude envelops the little cottage,
Far away from the milieu of the city,
Night has claimed the evening sky.
Birch trees sway in the brisk autumn breeze,
White bark on their naked silhouettes
Like naughty wood nymphs dancing nude,
In the dark forest where bright stars,
In the black velvet sky above
Illuminate the dance floor.
Dry leaves rustle in the night,
Applauding the graceful frolic
Of the shimmering birch trees;
A sudden gust, and poplar trees join in the dance,
Moving back and forth, ke…
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Added by Nancy Crossman on October 20, 2009 at 8:49pm —
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Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. In this installment, I share the background and poem "In Remembrance of Grandma".
I recognize that most of you reading this article will not know much about my maternal Grandmother, other than what you're able to glean from this page. However, there are universal lessons that need to be shared. This poem was originally written for…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 12, 2009 at 6:22pm —
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Those disembodied remnants,
Earthly remains of unknown souls,
are now assembled at my doorstep.
Having piqued my attention,
who are these unwelcome houseguests?
Loved ones or Nordic heroes
who were consumed in funeral pyres?
How old are these molecules
that have been forever scattered
during these past centuries?
Unwanted leftovers of human containers,
eaten by microscopic mites,
nibble at my presence
and wait for my spirit to dry up.
The dust calls for my fated demise;
However, my particles won…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 12, 2009 at 6:21pm —
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Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. In this installment, I share a blurb regarding my poem "Enjoy This Season".
Lots of people like to surmise about the idea of living in a different period of recorded humanity, such as: Italy's Renaissance (circa 1400-1600 ad), the building of the Greek or Roman Empires, the time of Christ and so forth. However, not me. Being an I.…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 11, 2009 at 10:16am —
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Forcing an alignment of corporate resources
for some theory of best fit correlation
doesn't work on Kingdom People
when using an unspoken method of tabulation.
If Life is about true spiritual growth,
then why do ministries attempt to pigeon-hole
not making any allowances for us
to develop, expand and break our current mold?
Despite multitudes of outcome possibilities
the Church seems to suffer bouts of paralysis
from the continued mashing of talents and gifts
resulting from unexplained Presbyt…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 11, 2009 at 10:15am —
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Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. In this installment, I speak to a poem that ends in a direction, not initially considered...
I've attended Church services for more than 3.5 decades; as a youth, I was raised in a Baptist Church (in southern Maine). For those unfamiliar with this division of Christianity, there's nothing more important than studying "The Word of G…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 10, 2009 at 11:31am —
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Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. One never knows exactly when the Spirit of God will move on your soul; fortunately I was paying a little bit of attention, one cold winter night...
I've been a member of the IT (Information Technology) community since June of 1981, a profession that constantly tries to turn you into a slave from an employee. Rarely did I ever brin…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 10, 2009 at 11:30am —
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Wellspring of spiritual water,
It's bubbling inside me.
Gently soothes my bruised soul -
Covering Life's pain of mystery.
Unseen surging river,
Courses through body mortal -
Renewing my energy,
Forced through this open portal.
Full to overflowing,
Come stand next to me,
Let the excess splash on you -
To prime your own jubilee.
This internal source,
Never shall run dry;
For Hope springs eternal,
Keeping this flood in full supply.
From the book: Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
The ISBN…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 9, 2009 at 9:29am —
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Experiencing God directly, is the way to go –
Be submerged in His Spirit, under His heavenly flow.
The lighted path to absolute freedom and peace
is accomplished from following Jehovah’s method of release.
The keys to Life’s issues are written in The Word;
open up your soul so the message can be heard.
God’s plan for your life will be ultimately revealed,
provided to Him you submit and your life you yield.
Demonstrate unwavering faith and be His witness
and others through you shall see His great…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 9, 2009 at 9:28am —
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Please forgive the simplicity of rhyme,
for I wish to be clear and take my time.
It’s never been “pc” to be Christian in any century,
out of step with the World, in what ones does or sees.
Having ideals may make me seem pompous,
even though I have no desire to impress.
I’m attempting to follow a Heavenly Plan,
by being a godly steward and serving fellow Man.
What I write from the heart, for me is real;
although as a guy, I’m not supposed to feel.
For some, the Principles of God make no sens…
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 8, 2009 at 9:32am —
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Breaching the surface
largemouth jumps up to see if…
It can hold its breath.
The pregnant fishes
lounge upon the riverbed
waiting to give birth.
Dancing smallmouth bass
pirouettes around boat
looking for handouts.
Learning never ends!
For even the fish will stay…
Forever in school.
Protective coating:
Slimy perspective to us;
Life saving to them.
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 8, 2009 at 9:31am —
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Hasta la pasta?
Annoying filament knots
of spaghetti spools.
The squeals of delight
flow from all fishing children
with uncontained joy.
Sounds of spinning spools
always brings me much comfort,
for I’m not at work.
Floating down the stream?
Not a dream, after dropping…
A bag of bobbers.
In early morning
anxious fish are awaiting
the autumn school bells.
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/
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Added by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 7, 2009 at 9:56am —
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Strangers And Heroes
Now Points
Poem: Outside the Windy City
