My Mossy Heart, Her Acorn Tears

What's this? My eyes are unleashed,

Upon a beautiful plot absent from the beast.

Dirt so rich and a smell so earthy,

A Divine cathedral as I lay,  am I worthy?

Moss and grass adorn my frontal plain,

As I look up from my supine sublime frame,

I arise and climb,

Shake the rocks from my mind,

As I feel myself rise,

I ascend to the skies,

I have been set free to soar like the eagle,

Such amazing heights as I feel so regal,

Wait a minute! What's that?

I hear a voice and tears that go pit pat,

I glance back down and see my love,

So I pause a moment and hitch a ride on a dove,

This is what I hear as I lend my ear from above:

My darling please know I love you so much and every moment we had was etched in my mind and carved on my heart. My undying love would not ask for you back as I know you are heaven bound and we shall reunite one day. I have savored every kiss we have shared, and filed every hug and touch we have ever had for those times I need to feel you near. Already I replay every shared word and moment. Your touch and every crease of your lips, the taste of your kiss or the body now gone. Please never forget how much you are loved. Look for me one day as I fly away home, I love you! I hope you like your resting place as it is our special oak. We have memories here so I will come visit a lot. Please don't forget me and send me a sign if you can that you really are listening.

It was then at that moment I left the air,

To rush back down and kiss a cheek so fair,

I reached for an acorn and gently blew it into her hand,

I wanted her to know it was a love note from her beloved man,

A reminder to her that although she feel small,

Much like the mighty oak she will have strength to stand tall,

Her roots so deep we remain attached,

Forever together our hearts securely thatched.

Blurry Faith to Focused Fury

The master photographer sees me perfect and what I am to become and brings my life into focus so that I may see my fullest potential so I go from black and white into full blown color. My Spirit affixes itself to the indexed files in my brain that have been  tucked away lost dreams and past hopes and takes them out to bring them into the developing room. Then and only then can the clarity that comes from those dark times be taken from the negatives in the dark room to the colored testimonies of my life's journey.

Love Bullet - Loving or Being in Love? That is the question.

How do you know when love is there?

Does it make you queasy or stand on end every hair?

Do you look to the future as your prince stands there?

Or do you picture yourself old with silver or white hair?

Will he be beside you, is he the right one?

Were you In Love or in lust, really which one?

My eyes and my heart were led astray,

As God was not the guide in my life to stay that day,

Why is it my ears did not hear what was said,

And the spirit inside me clashed with my head,

Chaos was there and my flesh was a viper,

Ready to draw me away like the fire of a sniper,

No other soldiers fall just me and myself…

I fall to the ground like a doll off the shelf,

My body cracks like her porcelain frame,

So many pieces from playing the silly love game,

You know I was stupid as I ignored the Father,

I totally shut down and my attitude was why bother?

Tears as they flow down my porcelain cheeks,

My eyes see so much that is dark and so bleak,

The bullet it got me and came to destroy,

The hit from the devil, and to kill is his ploy,

No hospital can help I just hurt and no joy,

No scars on the outside can really be seen,

But on the inside oh my, just a bloody battle scene,

My heart will it ever be whole again?

Will something ever plug the hole where you've been?

Jesus!!! Who? Jesus you fool…

He is the only one who can take you through life’s cruel school,

He mends the wounds and heals the scars,

Allows us to glorify Him like His stars,

Wholeness it comes when His love rains down,

It saturates the heart so that healing abounds,

The bondage of the heart like a soldier who’s bound,

Becomes free and soars with a thunderous mighty sound,

Freedom has come and my heart made whole,

Just as a diamond came about from the pressure of the coal.

Guise of Disguise (RAP LYRICS)

I'm incognito I'm black and white,

The one who is running in the dark but walks through the light,

The light of the big Man, the one who sees all,

The only one who picks me up when I'm about to quickly fall,

I am just a person and one so misplaced,

As I have mourned through the storms and fell away from loving grace,

My actions and brains have treated me insane,

As so many times my hearts caused me pain,

The mirror cannot reflect the horrors deep inside,

The deep crevices so hurt that a padlock resides,

Hurt so bad to feel such pain,

But put on a smile as not to walk in vain,

Pain mounds a heap but no one looks too deep,

As the guise of my disguise go from my head to my feet,

Like a mime expressing this rhyme,

I throw my hands up, they're keeping no time,

A metronome may tick but the rhythm isn't mine,

I am totally walking to another verse in a whole other time,

A groove of my own, a dotted yellow line,

Am I who I see?

No there's a deeper me,

Many chapters and a story to be told,

The real me is hidden and is to be searched for like gold,

A precious treasure hidden so deep,

The seeker must journey and tears will he reap,

Will they find me amongst the rubble?,

Debris built up from a heart that has experienced trouble?

Heartache and pain have tried to gain their game,

But today Jesus is my claim to fame,

Boppin with a bible and sportin the look, adorning my skin with the fruit of His book,

People will know me by that and then they gonna get hooked,

It's no lie that He came to die,

The greatest act ever to meet ones eye,

A beauty to behold, a cosmic interruption,

A holy change that keeps on eruptin!

As the rain comes down and washes off my dirt,

A whole new me and a new T shirt,

From black and white to color His light opens my eyes,

And from then on I am transformed from my guise to da skies.

Stepping Out of Me, Looking at Myself

I wonder as I sit here, is there anybody there? 

Anyone who understands I feel like tearing out my hair?

So many things I feel so deep,

Down in my heart, they were giants I thought I put to sleep,

So today they have awoke and five smooth stones can't even touch their yoke,

All the work and all the plans, and in only a moment evil has taken its stand,

It surrounds my heart and tears at its walls, my fortress once mighty feels as though it quickly falls,

One brick at a time and a crack in the base,

Satan stands back to watch and avoids staring me in my face,

As I look to the left and look to the right,

My head sinks low and I lose all my might, 

I am drowning in tears and my well has run dry,

My knees shake violently and my heart aches and cries,

Is this a dream, or has someone played a joke.....

Today is not real my spiritual license revoked,

Please I beg You rescue me now,

The uncertainty of tomorrow and the doubts of my vows,

I have given my all, been the pillar of strength,

Rescued the hurting and went the whole length,

How much more do you expect of me now?... 

Have I done something wrong?.... What now?..... What now? 

I have cherished my job and my Godly roll,

But my heart feels so trampled and my spirit so low, 

I need help, I am numb, I have a hard time feeling...

The more ugly put on me by others kills my feelings,

The height of my emotion tries to get my flesh going, 

But I fight it in Christ to please Him I am knowing,

My heart sends poems and words to arrange,

They reflect my pain with a power so strange,

No one gets it, it's always me...

But who I am is who I am and you don't have to like me

I change for no one as I was made this way,

The road I am on is a lonely one by day...

By night it's a terror, a pitch black abyss,

Where I sink even farther in my own world of bliss, 

I think many thoughts and create many things,

Because after a while others don't hear a darn thing,

All about them and trivial pursuits,

Like the game of life and no foundation for roots,

What is my mission as I have no disease?,

No OCD, no depression, oh jeez,

If I did would they listen?, or would my gift go by the wayside,

Would anyone listen harder because Jesus was by my side?,

What a wasteland it seems as people play one another on every fleshly scene. Sex and drugs or a quick fix, 

Seems unfair when you speak softly but carry a big stick,

So I choose to do right and live godly and reflect,

A shame when all I do is try to demonstrate respect,

How much more garbage of others do I have to carry?, 

The load is too much and the burden too scary,

I give my all and all I give..... Lord please help me I just want to live.

Hope Rising

I can sit here this morning and think of those times I have asked God where He was; why wasn't He doing something about my problem. Had He left me? I feel like a ship lost and tossed at sea in my storm. I look outside as I sit on the couch with my Bible and blanket as it is a chilly, dark morning.... Then slowly the beautiful fraction of light starts to appear one glimpse of a ray at a time. Before I know it I am sitting in the presence of a beautiful sunshiny morning. Then I see that He has been with me the whole time listening to my every word, attentive to my every prayer, collecting every tear and loving me through my storm until the calm waters once again come forth. Help me see this always Lord and please let me not lose my joy as I master my ship by Your strength!

Cut Deep but Still Climbing

Whenever we go through dark times and write or journal from that, it always becomes a help to ourselves and others. If you see dark things written on my blog just know that in the end I am still standing. 
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Your Two Cents Please??

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Tis the Season

Do you believe or are you too small?
The Spirit of Saint Nick should live in us all,
The spirit of giving and extending a hand,
Sharing a smile and doing for fellow man,
Do you understand that charity is from the heart?
Do realize change can be made from the start?
The simple things that can make one see,
It all started in the original manger scene,
A season of love for eternity was born,
A babe in a manger became broken and torn,
Tis the season to share His love,
The ultimate gift came down from above.
Merry Christmas 2016

Leaf Lingo

Did you ever stop to think about the language of a leaf? It has stages that can reflect the condition of our heart. Our hearts are birthed pure and green ready to bask in the sunshine of life. We experience the storms of life when our heart seems a little lost and when pain runs deep through our veins and our spirit has become downtrodden. There are those rainy moments full of tears when our heart is either saddened or filled with joy. We journey through those winds of change and growth as we age and experience the many facets life has for us, then death as the life and final season slowly comes to a close. Sometimes we forget to acknowledge the beauty of life we have been graced with. One huge gash with an ax into the trunk of a tree and it can launch that tree into a huge season of growth bearing a fruitful new beginning.  May we take the gashes life throws at us and allow it to make us better than the season before. May we also realize the differences we all carry that can bring beauty into the lives of others.

Winter Whisper

Winter took a risk,
Mother Nature sent wind so brisk,
Wake up and be heard,
Whisper a word,
Whether big or small they all shall fall,
May they build you bigger,
May your feet be quicker,
Run from Jack Frost,
May your words not be lost,
A blanket of crystal adorns her ground,
A beautiful season as she wears her crown.
Author Georgieanna J. Harp

Riding the Waves with the Chess Master

My life became dark and my footsteps not seen,
I felt all alone and my spirit out of steam,
I prayed and I prayed as the tears came down,
I pleaded with God to rescue me or get me out of this town,
So low I became and no hope did I see,
Lack was surrounding and hard times wouldn't let me be,
How much longer Lord?
Why aren't you sending it?
My miracle should be here...
Maybe in a little bit??
The famine was here and my morsels were few,
My oil jar empty and my cup needed to be made anew,
Before I knew it the storm was raging,
I felt like a ship tossed with winds that were waging,
I pulled out His Word and yielded the sword,
Please knit my family like the three stranded chord.
Author Georgieanna J. Harp

From Tears to Laughter: My Broken Road

I want  to share my feelings and emotions from all areas of my life's journey and give you a glimpse of my heart through my writings. 

Heart Candy

Welcome to my new Blog! I am so excited for us to be able to journey on this adventure called life together! I want to feed your soul, play on your heartstrings and empower you to jump to the moon!
Shine Brightly, Georgie