Salete' Les Genoux (Dirty Knees)

My spirit an open road tamed by none.

Freely the winds whisk me where they will
and at night their voices sing so shrill

The ground and the trees are the only thing that draw me close as there is freedom in their branches waving in the perfect dance.

The skies and her sweet smell,
are damp with dew from her hearts deep well

The tree roots wonder where they must but constantly are on the lookout for water to nourish their soul

My face is wet from Mother Nature’s droplets of love
as the floodgates open from the heavens above

I am free and not fettered with my vagabond heart as I want to know the every caress of life’s independence

Those who smell my earthy cologne 
are jealous as the dirt is my home

I have reached the pinnacle of life’s true pleasures
to look up and see breathless beauty unmeasured.

It is then I can finally breathe and my knees can become dirty.

This is a little out of my element as this was done as an interpretation of Eddie Vedder's song "Guaranteed". I tried something new with mixing things up a bit. ALL POETRY.COM

© 17 hours ago, Georgieanna J. Harp    wandering • nature • freedom • spirit

Cradle of Tears

I asked God one day if I could make a trip down to earth,

Parents I was seeking, to be loved even before my birth,

God loves me here and He knows me so well,

But I knew my mission was to be sent away for a spell,

To be in the arms of a loving mommy and daddy was my wish,

To fulfill a mission of love sent my heart flopping like a fish,

To be held so tight and kissed so softly,

To be welcomed with love and not pay with my life so costly,

As I journeyed down from Heaven to earth,

I knew at this very moment was the day of my birth,

An encounter of two, a sperm and an egg,

Wow, how amazing! Such a miracle that’s been made!

I am so excited, in nine months my debut!

To show mommy and daddy that I am oh so cute!

Oh no! Now what! I don’t understand!

For it is a strange object that comes from a human hand,

Oh Lord, I am in pain! Why don’t they want me here?

I am only a baby and I came with no fear,

Only to love and to live out my life,

With parents that love me, not to cause any strife!

I am hurt and I cry,

I can feel them cutting at my eyes!

They don’t want me; I am garbage, not special as I thought,

Just a peace of trash to be thrown out, hoping they won’t be caught,

I am aching and crying but they don’t hear!

In the womb I am screaming and they feel no tears!

I toss and I turn in the world that’s my own,

Now my skin is burning and in my heart there’s no strong tone,

As I make my way into the earth,

I am broken, torn and a metal can is my worth,

As my Father comforts me, and sends me His peace,

His angels about me will soon be my release,

I will enter into His arms that I only too soon left,

My body made whole and no pain, it has all left,

I am glad to return to my Fathers arms,

Where I know kindness and gentleness will do me no harm,

The Father sits with me and cries. Tears flood His precious face,

I look up as He holds me, and His love fills my hearts space,

He tells me He loves me and my mission there was done,

Now I’ll live with Him, be at peace, and have oh so much fun,

He said “your hurt do I know so often I see,

as others like you come up to be with Me”,

As many more will come, and more innocent blood shed, 

the life I gave is by some to be dread,

The discarded bodies of babies that are treated as trash,

Innocent blood on the hands of people that act so rash,

Selfishness, no regard, an attitude of ease,

Sadness, lives lost, babies that no one sees!

A blindness that has swept over a world so diseased,

That they don’t see what’s wrong with killing babies or those in need,

Will anyone stand up for me, I am just a baby can’t you see?

Why is it I have no choice but my mommy can kill me?

I just want to love you and be all I can be,

I want to make a difference; can’t you do that for me?

Let your voices be heard, don’t kill anymore!!

Don’t wash your hands in blood, then be quiet and shut the door,

Stand up for me and who I am,

a loving baby sent from my Father’s hands.

It's Rayning Stars: A Mother's Journey to the Moon

I took a trip to the moon, to see if I could find,

record of my love for my children on my mind,

And when I got there it was a beautiful site,

as love was all around and even the birds reflected it in flight,

I climbed a tree to see if I could see,

the record book of love that documented the love between my babies and me,

As I looked around my heart began to sink,

Was I a bad mom??, I began to think,

I climbed every tree and scaled every mountain,

turned over every rock and dove in every fountain.

To no avail and every resource exhausted,

my search grew dim and finally became halted,

I decided to sit a moment and just pray about why a trip to the moon wasted as I just asked the Lord why?

as His answer was so slow, as every minute ticked by.

As my tears began to fall and soon a puddle was there,

it turned into a lake as it flooded down my hair,

The Lord said "my child why are you crying?",

I said "Lord, I just wanted to see proof of my love undying",

He replied very softly and said something so amazing,

love like mine was to be cherished and worth eternally saving,

I did not understand, still I could not find,

anything with a record of my love as to clear my mind,

He said "my child I have reserved a special place,

just for that kind of love as to never be erased",

I saved a spot so rare and so very special,

more precious than diamonds and stronger than any metal,

I still was puzzled as I did not understand,

the One who held the world in the palm of His hand,

He said "let me explain, and  I"ll make it quite clear,

that a love like that is held near my heart so dear",

When I formed the earth and made a mother's heart so rare,

its love would flow deep no matter the circumstances or cares,

No matter what path life takes her kids,

and no matter the choices whether good or bad they did,

A mother's love is so divine,

that books can't contain what could only be mine,

He spoke words so beautiful my heart finally understood,

a feeling so filling it was better than just good,

He said "sweet mother look up and notice those stars,

those are the hearts of others like ours,

You see my dearest I reserved those  up high,

because the unending love of a mother never dies...

They twinkle and shine and give me inspiration,

as the world we live has fell since creation,

To spread my love and cover the world,

so that eternally my heart would be instilled in little girls,

Mother is a term that continues to shine,

with every twinkle there is a heavenly rhyme,

The words that speak say so many things,

but most of all "I love you" is what rings,

So today I answer your question from the start…

I love you to the moon and back and it's what's written on my heart,

None can fathom the love of a mother,

as love like that is like none other",

My journey was over and my tears continued,

for the puddle that was a lake was now a river, soon a deluge,

I was ready to go and carry my gift back down to earth,

My child is soon coming and another star was to be birthed,

Love being passed on, to bless this beautiful earth.

Gift Card or Grace Card

A gift we give to someone is wrapped up with painstaking care and we tuck every corner just right so we can seal it up. We top it with bits, bobs, bows and or treats, and ribbons of all kinds. We encounter some gift wrap that is double sided or in other words peak proof. We have some that is thick and some thin. Some gift wrap is shiny and some lighter in both color and pattern. Inside the gift/box we have a gift that we would love to take out and use or play with or just admire. Let's apply this to the gift of life and the creation of each of us as individuals by Father God. We encounter gifts everyday! Do we judge based on the paper it is wrapped in this foregoing the opportunity to open an extravagant gift? We forfeit amazing opportunities every day of our lives when we pass these gifts by. Gifts of all sizes and shapes as customized by the Father for the journey of trials, encounters, storms and victories one may encounter in this thing called life.

Frozen Enchantment

Oh winter wind can you play a tune

as the Robin sits on the scroll and croons

We make music together in an elegant dance

a frost filled ballroom and icicles freeze their stance

My body houses melodious sounds and awaits as winters songs abound

I lye here and wait as frozen silence comes round

I await as Winters fingers surround

Sweet sounds so deep do whisper gently

elegance and beauty stare intently

It beckons me to come play and partake

deep in the forest the orchestral quake

The notes resonate and reflect sweet solitude

tall trees frozen with a catatonic attitude

Blow through me and set my sounds free

join in my orchestra of frozen jubilee

(The inspiration for this was a picture of a forest filled with fresh fallen snow and a violin standing up in it with a bird atop its scroll.)

Mom Moment

Healing journeys and challenges for all but we all sacrifice for the situations and people in our lives for the greater good and to climb to the top and grow better than we were. We nurture and fill needs needed and help those hurting voids...we function on no sleep and hold pain in our hearts and burdens for our children. We say it is all OK when we really want to cry... We say sure it's OK when money really is not there, we wear clothes too long and glasses that we can't see out of for long periods of time.... We give till there are holes in our cup and then use our two day old gum from the freezer to plug the hole. In the end we are moms and we get up and do it all again.....endless love.

Storming Soul on a Windy Journey

The lowest point and I am accused
as the accuser speaks I am not amused

I witnessed a murder and it pierces the heart
love thrown down and the heartbeat never starts

All was given and all was taken
undying love that soon was to be shaken

I don't really understand why others seem so blind
they toss around my heart and expect grace to
let them grind

Why is it happening?I never wanted this
dealing with all these things and thinking in my life they were myths

I am so tired and my heart is so torn
walking in Christ and been tried since I was reborn

I feel so empty and turned inside out
I am too tired to raise my hands or even yell a shout

Could u pray?
What could you say?

Are you concerned about me?
Am I OK today?
What can I do?
Where can I go?
Am I a doormat or statue for you to use and then go?

If I was not here what would you do?
Would it make a difference without my "I love yous"?

Would I be missed? Is there a task not done?
Are we really together, do we function as one?

Unkind words seem to float near by 
a constant irritant like some decaying fly

Decay and demons bring ugliness and rot
the mind is a trashcan and my nose full of snot

It's slimy green tint flows uncontrollably down my lips
ugliness has made it known and my hopes topple like poker chips

My laughing once there has know taken a turn
the smile once there now frowns with a burn

I cry for help from the caves of my soul
not one person hears but I hear cries from Sheol

I don't understand why I hurt so bad
regrets to deep and a heart so sad

I know God made me a warrior who is burly and strong
but right now I feel like the sword of the Word is not too long

I feel solo and like it's just me
my own world of misfits all standing like trees

As the winds come and blow all leaves are lost
the trees they wither and their lives was their cost

I'm a leaf who fades in the wind
they blow me for miles until I come to the end

I land in a spot and I pray there is peace
solitude I need and the Holy Spirit released

His power I greed as the brook quenches my need
for without my Christ there would be no creed

In the end it was told that our race will be won
God give me strength this day until my race is done.