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The Earnest life of Rick by Melanie R.

A trumpet for The Lord
exhortations of joy.
His laboring to completion,
now stands with God‘s employ.

His soul searched while on earth,
walked through the desert land.
Each step sinking deeper…
…deeper in quick sand.
His life had twists and turns.
Struggling on his course.
No one would have expected
Rick working for The Lord.

He may have made decisions
only God could understand,
but it was there in this duress
Rick took His Mighty Hand.

He called out for the savior,
His trumpet rang out true
He changed the errors of his ways-
His spirit made anew.

Life’s work he was a builder,
painter,
skilled by trade,
But also worked in spirit,
God’s foundation that was laid.

Rick wasn’t on this earth long,
and his passing seems too soon,
We wish we had more time,
to say we were proud of you!
But I believe he knows,
as he is flying free,
and joined our other loved ones
who embraced eternity.

For in God’s righteous kingdom
the faithful will unite
the ones that were chosen,
to take this eagle’s flight.

Rick’s legacy lives on
through all he loved so dear;
and cycles through the memories
and the love through all the years.

In Abraham’s bosom,
in Jesus’ loving arms;
in perfect peace,
Rick passed his test,
didn’t need to see the scars.

But we all will miss him dearly
as God placed his soul at rest.
for it was by Rick’s life
that we were truly blessed.

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Bells by Melanie R.

Bells vibrate in their tolling;
the toll upon its frame.
Spirit sings,
the tone not muffled
by harsh suffering.

It swung to hit,
and deaden sound;
to take away its song.
Clapper’s ding-
piercing pitch,
would strike the headstock strong.

Though hung up in a belfry,
and yanked on by a rope.
The one that had no slack to give,
the one that had no hope.

The pulling down,
forced side to side…
Jolted,
worn down bell.

It didn’t crack,
stayed in rhythm-
swayed til it was still.

The bell’s yoke
heavy laden,
reverberate on rounds.
Called out to my savior,
He heard,
my spirit found!
Prepared 10,000 angels,
Golden bells of faithful noise,
the blowing of the shofar,
a shout of grateful poise.

Lord’s musical procession;
Instruments in hand.
Conducts His Holy orchestra…
Bell’s song will ring again.

Looking at the jittery, giggly thread on the page,
I doubt my future. "But it's easy", Dave says.
Pen gripped lightly-but-firmly halfway down
I trace the contours beside. The trick is
Keeping an eye on the line and the tip.

Strafford said "nothing you do can stop time's
Unfolding. You don't ever let go of the thread."

Noting my pleasure at seeing the beautiful
Copy appear, I bicycle my way
Down the page. I love looking up
To see my surroundings refreshed: less sharp
And symbolic; richer if more superficial.

I fear to reach the sharp, cut-off end
Of my own thread. But when I look back,
I love the line I have made, even if
The thread and the unfading ink are a lie.

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Metaphors and similes are figures of speech used for comparisons, but they do so in different ways. A metaphor directly states that one thing is another, without using "like" or "as." For example, "Time is a thief." A simile on the other hand does use "like" or "as" to make a comparison. One example would be "I felt as cold as ice."

Here is my poem:

The evening is approaching and greets me so kindly.
The sun slowly setting like a glowing ember sinking into the horizon.
The breeze is a comforting hand after a long day of troubling thoughts.
I sit feeling each grain of sand under my feet.
The nothingness. I've been waiting for you.
Just me and the ocean.
As vast as the universe.
To that I give my thanks.

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To bond superficially disgusts me…when the true essence of the other presents itself… I refuse to break the authentically revealed warm place…life may separate…but I shall wait and never break from this royal place.

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