As we walk like children holding hands , swinging our arms together as we walked slowly through the blanket of the Autumn leavesThe path we walk is as it were never endingThe tall forest trees that lined each side , appeared to funnel off to the distant open sky Sun now setting leaving a Orange sky that blended with the leaves all about us That cool evening breeze upon our glowing faces The whisper of the trees as they swayed in the wind , but the loudest sound of it all was the beating of our hearts No it was not just the chill of the wind that made our faces glow , it was the love in our hearts that showedYes we were children for that moment , full of innocents of a love so pure at heart, a love so true , nothing could tear it apart A love that memories are made of and dreams that come trueThere is nothing so good as the love you have for me and I for you.
The path we walk that seemed to go on forever , was actually our love through out our lives ,as we travel together through it.
Mildest autumn on record up here
What will become of us in future years
Will we all melt away
No more rides on a sleigh
Just a horse and buggy, no muffs on our ears
© Jack Ellison 2015
The wind blew the leaves away, for it was the end of times
The leaves dried and had fallen, for it was on the cold ground
The thoughts of being tethered to the warm support
Of the love and embrace, it was wonderful times
The love had forsaken the once tender leaves
It was the autumn time, the days they are left to fall away
The dimming memory of leaves, to see the glory of sun
To dance to the tunes of singing gale
Alas it was their end of times
The kid on the block walked over the pile of them all
Asked his father, why this happened at all
"the love of tree, shouldn't make it to keep them in its fold"
Father smiled, he replied this wasn't the end of this all
For the day will come when the sun will again be up, in its full glory
The cycle of life and death will again swing
And a day will come when you will again walk over the leaves, and maybe i wont be there
What a wonderful setting beside a small forest
When autumn arrives with it's colourful chorus
Then surprise to us all
The leaves start to fall
And we're up to our ying yangs with a clean up abhorrent
© Jack Ellison 2015
‘James ‘Jimbo’ Marshall Goff ’
There Was A Gentle Man, Known As Jimbo
Who Had An Exceptional-Voiced, Poet-Lingo
That When He Spoke To The Trees
They All Dropped Their Leaves
At The Autumn Song of His Classical-Soul-O
For Jimbo.Because of His Depth of Soul
Tenderness For Nature
Strong Convictions, Multi-Faceted Triumphs
and an All Around Good Guy
Your Poet-Friend, MoonBee
Surely Sang A Song
We wanted to know what was wrong,
About wearing a barbed wire thong;
Not too swell;
So she did yell;
Should have heard her sing a song
James 5 New International Version (NIV)
Warning to Rich Oppressors
5 Now listen, you rich people, weep and wail because of the misery that is coming on you2 Your wealth has rotted, and moths have eaten your clothes3 Your gold and silver are corrodedTheir corrosion will testify against you and eat your flesh like fireYou have hoarded wealth in the last days4 Look! The wages you failed to pay the workers who mowed your fields are crying out against youThe cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord Almighty5 You have lived on earth in luxury and self-indulgenceYou have fattened yourselves in the day of slaughter.[a] 6 You have condemned and murdered the innocent one, who was not opposing you.
Patience in Suffering
7 Be patient, then, brothers and sisters, until the Lord’s coming See how the farmer waits for the land to yield its valuable crop, patiently waiting for the autumn and spring rains8 You too, be patient and stand firm, because the Lord’s coming is near 9 Don’t grumble against one another, brothers and sisters, or you will be judgedThe Judge is standing at the door!
10 Brothers and sisters, as an example of patience in the face of suffering, take the prophets who spoke in the name of the Lord 11As you know, we count as blessed those who have persevered You have heard of Job’s perseverance and have seen what the Lord finally brought aboutThe Lord is full of compassion and mercy.
12Above all, my brothers and sisters, do not swear—not by heaven or by earth or by anything elseSay a simple “Yes” or “No.” Otherwise you will be condemned.
The Prayer of Faith
13Is anyone among you in trouble? Let them prayIs anyone happy? Let them sing songs of praise14 Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord15 And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them upIf they have sinned, they will be forgiven16 Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healedThe prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.
17 Elijah was a human being, even as we areHe prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years 18Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops.
19 My brothers and sisters, if one of you should wander from the truth and someone should bring that person back, 20 remember this: Whoever turns a sinner from the error of their way will save them from death and cover over a multitude of sins.
Possibly Pavilion or Could Be A Cottilion
It possible had been pretty pavilion,
Or it could be an incredible cottilion;
That was seen by handsome Sicilian.
Did remember seeing a delightful mermaid,
Who had around in ocean swam and played;
Made a truce;
An elegant mermaid egg she eventually laid.
Looked like more abundant autumn leaves,
When tree will want to continually relieves,
As on ground laid;
Were made for those who in God believes.
Do ghosts and spirits really exist?
Well, I admit I never did see one.
I thought that "guide"
Psychics prattle about
Was a "guidebook" on how to be one.
Dinner date or Date for dinner?
When the harvest moon is full and bright,
And the wolf bane blooms on an autumn night,
If the guy whose kiss used to make you swoon
Starts to lick his lips and howl at the moon,
Best decline, if he asks you out for a bite.
A village somewhere in the Midlands
Was harassed by a bodiless dead man,
But sans charger or steed,
How could they, indeed,
Be afraid of a lone horseless headman?