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Livning in Fairyland

 

Dividing Israel 

Admits

Arab worlds

Want only peace___,

Not Israeli blood

In Mediterranean waters.

This,

Ignoring their statements

Since 1948,

G-d’s word

Since creation,

My poetry

Since yesterday

     And Livning’s wandering,

Gives me pause___.

Just who is King

Of the Universe

And who lives mostly

In desert climes,

Wars constantly,

Has little economy

Save G-d’s oil

That others produce

And transport___.

Who bade the Son 

‘Rise’

on the third day

and every day since?

 

Jfrancis

1.8.2013

 

Winter

 

When leaves fall

The tree is left 

With a nakedness 

Only the soft snow

Can clothe___,

Until

Creation’s morning

Buds the limbs

With a fresh garment.

 

Jfrancis

1.9.2013

 

Islam

 

Death’s cohort 

Worldwide___

From life, through death, 

Into eternity__ 

From terrorist to hostage

To innocents___

Both those of Islam

And not,

Paradise awaits.

 

Jfrancis

1.20.2013

After

 

‘From the river to the sea!’

What then___?

From South pole

To North pole? 

East to West? 

Global sharia ?

Will all nations

Just roll over

Before a people

With no army,

Armaments,  

Air force

Navy?

A people whose god

Is helpless

Before a postage stamp country

Who have all the above

And the God 

Who created Heaven and Earth! 

You might want to ask

About the sixth trumpet war.

 

Jfrancis

1.24.2013

 

Dying Early

(or late term)

 

Indefensibly,

Defenseless!

Prochoice!

Prolife!

Promurder!

Prolife!

Let the left

Choose roe v. wade___

For the child

For themselves

For eternity!

‘God cannot be mocked’

we reap what we sow___

we sow our heart,

we reap

the Word of G-d

and His continuing whirlwind!

Let our heart be pure instead.

 

Jfrancis

Galatians 6:7

 

5.13.2013

 

“Love”

 

(is not a story)

Nor has its origin

In humans___

G-d___who is Love 

Willed to his children

For purposes of marriage

As a bond

To strengthen affection___

One man for one woman.

This Love never dies,

Yet human love may burn out___

Smothered by worldly distractions

Or attractions

And die___

As a solitary ember

Alone

On the hearth.

 

Jfrancis

5.16.2013

What It’s All About!

 

So many

Lives given,

Separated from family,

Enriching soil

They fought to save,

Never returning home

Where dreams

Of love and life,

Shattered by duty,

Raised a flag___

Blood red,

Purity white

And blue___

To endless skies

Where freedom

Rings our Liberty bell.

 

Jfrancis

5.22.2013

Late September

 

Ageless beauty

Among sisters

Even far afield

Where gallant blossoms

Struggle

For recognition

Beyond the aging pall

Of those worn

And weary petals

 

Jfrancis

9.30.2010

 

Through the Eye

 

Love knows no color

(As skin)

On the street

At night

Where darkness

Obscures___,

It is

Carried by flavors

Of the heart___.

Love

Flows through the prism

Of the eye

Then sees

All colors

Of the rainbow

As its own.

 

Jfrancis

5.30.2013

 

What’s in a Name?

 

Muhammad___ 

Just another name

In Islam___

Yet a world sage

Where time and truth

Lived apart

And started

A world religion 

For the Endtime

Trifecta.

 

Jfrancis

6.10.2013

 

Pain

 

A gift from G-d

Not often appreciated

For its value___ 

Yet without which

Life would be tenuous,

Given to fits and starts,

Not at all the joy

We hope in___

As the sun rises

To show us our way

Of avoiding

Small obstacles 

Otherwise disastrous.

 

Jfrancis

6.29.2013

 

As Seeds to the Wind

 

Scattered,

Sown to the soils

Of preservation,

Falling on stony

And sparse ground,

Roots growing deep

Into dirt of persecution.

Dispersed among nations

For winnowing

At the threshing floor

Of G-d’s kindness.

A diaspora as none other,

Two thousand years

And countless generations 

Living, dying and buried

In strange dry valleys

Where hope lies parched

And bare.

Waiting.

 

Jfrancis

November 2, 2003

 

The Burden of Freewill

For Palestinian people

Mired in hatred

Of G-d’s chosen,

Renewing itself

Each generation

Fueled by Islam,

Finds life

In the corporate will

Of Arab logic.

Individual moderation

Is a death mask

Fashioned from extremes

And worn by deceased

For recognition

In the Arab jungle

Where escape

Is simple

As G-d’s will

For your life.

 

Jfrancis

7.8.2013

 

Poetry and Life

 

Serve unequal masters,

One blood

Wrapped in human existence,

Tethered to earth

By a muse’s charity___.

The other

Spirit

Dwelling in man

Whose heart___,

Frail as clay,

Lives on the edge

Of choice

Between Love

And self.

Jfrancis

 

7.26.2013

Aborted

(and so they sleep)

None who have died

Are lost___

G-d has won again.

The score___

Heaven:  fifty six million

Hell     :   zero.

 

Jfrancis

8.15.2013

“This Time Around”

(crime and punishment)

They took blood

And lives

From Israel___,

Precious commodities

And eventually

They must pay

With their soul___

Answering to Jehovah G-d

And His Son,

Who died an offering

And sacrifice

That by faith

And repentance

The transgressor

Might secure forgiveness

For eternity___

To escape judgment

Of blood taken

Without repentance.

 

Jfrancis

8.16.2013

 

 

The War @ Hand

When earth

Pays its price 

For fullness

Of sin___.

A war of harvest,

Reaping ungodliness

Of counterfeit gospels___ 

Little gods

Slaying the elect

And praising wicked tongues.

Now is death,

By the thousands

Millions

Billions___,

Seemingly without end,

Yet does end___

And they are gone,

Good and bad

As in all wars.

One third of all mankind

Meet their creator

Heart to heart.

 

Jfrancis

8.24.2013

 

Without Love

 

While the lion

Rules His pride,

The lioness

Feeds it

With stealth,

Quickness

And the newborn

Of life___.

G-d bless them all.

 

Jfrancis

9.6.2013

 

Note:

Somewhere

Between sleep and the dawn

In the cold of Alaska’s harshness

G-d bade me rise

And put pen to paper.

How could I refuse?

 

WILDFLOWER

 

Out of the ground on their own

To be found where nature’s sewn

Not for long do they splash

This green earth with a sash

Till summer’s sun they do present

Next year’s seed as they’re sent. . . .

To the ground to be found.

 

Jfrancis

9.3.1995

Note:

This is the first poem I wrote.

The first poem in my journal

Is ‘Leaves”

I just wrote it down from the

Words spoken by an angel,

Didn’t see him only heard him.

The most unusual incident

Of my life.

It persuaded me to start

Writing poetry.

 

Splashed!

(with endless color)

 

 

The meaning of life

Lives in each blosso

Strewn across

The wide expanse

We inhabit.

They wave

With endless joy

To each soul

Riding the wind___

Somewhere.

G-d wrapped His Spirit

In each flower.

His Praise

Colors a creation

With his Love

For each person

Ransomed or not.

 

Jfrancis

1.10.2014

Free

(for the moment)

 

Time is a vehicle

By which we move

Through space.

It has___

No engine

No fuel

Nothing you can see

Anymore than you can see

G-d___.

Time is our reward!

 

Jfrancis

1.13.2014

 

 

Israel is my Friend

 

At seventy seven

Life is gone___

But for the tattered edges 

Of each day remaining___

And the work still.

Pen and paper

Is the easel before me,

Words the paint.

The thoughts of my mind

Provide images

Of poetic scenery

Splashed across the canvas,

Sometimes drops decorate the floor

And clothes___

Neatness is not a prerequisite

For praising G-d

 

Jfrancis

1.20.2014

 

Dying Large

 

(Ariel ‘arik’ Sharon)

 

(1928-2014)

 

G-d made the Arab

 

Ruthless and abrasive___

 

For the job ahead.

 

The Jew, with a toughness

 

Of mind and body

 

Equal to G-d’s plan

 

For His chosen.

 

We see this image

 

Captured in the man___

 

Ariel ‘arik’ Sharon.

 

From citizen to soldier,

 

Statesman and leader.

 

His life beats___

 

With the blood of Israel

 

And its people.

 

Jfrancis

 

2.11.2014

 

Ice

 

The stuff

 

Burning through veins

 

Of Sochi

 

And young men there

 

Making Hockey legend.

 

Win or lose___

 

American blood

 

On ice

 

Will be red

 

Beyond all other___

 

For the fire

 

Liberty bears.

 

Jfrancis

 

2.15.2014

 

 

Impeach the king

 

For he has lost his way___

 

Become a highwayman

 

To rob the rich,

 

Enrich the poor___

 

Thereby purchase the vote

 

By means

 

He could never have otherwise

 

Afforded.

 

Power has corrupted___

 

The man, his allies

 

And lowered himself

 

To the world

 

Where base metal

 

Cannot resist corrosion.

 

Jfrancis

 

3.3.2014

Crawdad Summer

(mauriceville, tx-1943)

 

Bacon and string

 

A barditch___

 

With warm water

 

And bare feet.

 

Like most fishing

 

Patience fills the plate,

 

And did I mention___

 

A Mother’s skill

 

In the kitchen

 

Pays little___

 

But feeds the world.

 

Jfrancis

 

3.14.2014

 

Telling it(like it is)

 

Too long

 

They have been

 

At their job,

 

Taken so many lives___

 

They know no other way of life.

 

The time has come

 

To end their ways,

 

To stop the madness.

 

The world knows

 

They will return to killing

 

And lives will be lost

 

At the hands

 

Of those who know so well

 

The art of murder,

 

In the killing fields

 

Of Israel,

 

Where the children are.

 

Jfrancis

 

3.27.2014

 

What Next?

(do we force Israel to do)

 

It is force

 

We are talking about,

 

At least for Israel,

 

The greatest nation on earth___

 

Per capita,

 

And the world did not make them

 

“the greatest nation on earth”___

 

They achieved that status

 

In spite of the world!

 

With their many missiles___

 

The enemy sees victory,

 

But with G-d

 

Victory can even be had

 

In defeat___

 

At Armageddon

 

And it will happen.

 

Where everyone dies

 

Who is not on their side.

 

Jfrancis

 

4.4.2014

 

G-d

(can change hearts)

 

Even the Arab heart___!

 

While the Arab heart

 

Is fixed in stone,

 

At the moment___

 

G-d’s is fixed

 

On the people he loves___

 

Both Arab and Jew

 

And shortly you will see,

 

The miracle!

 

Bringing together

 

Arab and Jew and Peace,

 

One body,

 

one spirit,

 

One moment,

 

Peace.

 

For three and one-half years.

 

Jfrancis

 

4.12.2014

 

 


 

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