Amor Noster Redemptor

Who has believed our message?

To whom has the love of Yahweh been revealed?

He grew up like a tender shoot,

And like a root out of dry ground.

He had not beauty or majesty

That we should be attracted to him.

He was despised and forsaken of men

A man of sorrows, a companion of grief.

Like one from whom men hide their faces, he was outcaste;

We esteemed him not.

He took upon himself our wickedness and carried our sorrows,

And we considered and did curse him.

We deemed him smitten of God and afflicted.

But he was pierced for our transgressions.

His heart was broken for our iniquities.

The wrath of God against our sin was upon him,

He who was blameless.

By his scourging, we are freed. Our debt paid.

For we all like sheep without a shepherd have gone astray

Each of us has turned to his own way, cursing our God;

And God laid on himself the iniquity of us all.

He was oppressed and afflicted,

Yet he did not open his mouth to protest.

He was led like a lamb to the slaughter,

And as a sheep before shears, silent.

By oppression and judgment he was taken away.

He was cut off from the land of the light and undying

For the redemption of man

To whom the judgment stroke was due.

Yet it was his Father's will to crush him,

To cause him suffering.

Because his life is made as a guilt offering,

The will of the Lord Jehovah will prosper in his hand.

He will see the passion of his soul and declare the debt paid.

Because he has borne humanity's iniquities, he will live.

Because he died for the sins of many,

And interposed for the transgressors,

He will be exalted above all creation.

May it be.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a paraphrase of Isaiah 53, my favorite chapter in the Bible. It describes the "Amor Noster Redemptor," the Passion (or love) of our Redeemer, Jesus. It was God's will (and His grief) that Jesus die for us that we might be saved. Isaiah was a poet and I encourage you to read his original version. Again, I have written about his death, but never forget his resurrection.
FYI- Amen means "may it be."

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On the Nigh beyond all Nighs

On the nigh beyond all nighs

I felt the warmth of fire

The soft glow beaming through the winshield

Illuminated her every curve

To forget this nigh would be a sin

For that nigh I felt her love within

The A/C running on full blast

It seemed we were in a desert blast

Full of hope and love and might

I gave myself all to you that nigh

Call me a fool call me a joke

I will never let that nigh go up in smoke

For on that nigh she loved me true

She gave me more than I ever thought one could do

She gave me peace she gave me warmth

She touched my face and smiled

I will not let her go away

Not now, not tomorrow, not any other day

Author's Notes/Comments: 

another one for her!

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Dessert for the Sky

The French baker kisses his fingertips

Entranced with creativity

As he constructs a cake that will scrape the sky

And bring back pieces to the ground

His art in his hands cannot wait

For another minute to flutter by

Frosting and cake

So tall and so fake

To build a godzilla cake

Bigger than him

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I’m Just Getting Started

The way things are

And the way they were

They are so different

They don’t live in harmony

One’s about the friends

One’s about where to re-begin

There is nothing you can do

Your life is so screwed

And its time you start over again.

Start from the end and re-begin

You can do it

I can too

It’s not in what you think

It’s in that you do

Just forget about the times when you thought all was gone

Just forget it all and just move on

I am just getting started

Now the way things were and the way that are have parted

Into another dimension

One without any tension

Nothing to pull you here

Or to push you there

No more weeping in despair

They will just laugh and stare

I mean come on, its not like they care

Well I am just getting started again.


What are you going to do?

All the people here laughing at you

Is this what you thought it would be?

People laughing, staring so unconsciously

Get used to it

Cuz it won’t change

The world still goes around and round

But nothing will ever change

Except for the money you give and give

And you people take and take

They count it all back

Then say OOPS after a mistake

That’s the only change you will ever get

If ya don’t stand up straight

So stop laughing at me,

Cuz I am tryin to re-begin

I am just getting started

Now the way things were and the way that are have parted

Into another dimension

One without any tension

Nothing to pull you here

Or to push you there

No more weeping in despair

They will just laugh and stare

I mean come on, its not like they care

Well I am just getting started again...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one is about new beginnings and the passion to move on.

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Unsinkable Love


Our love is


Unlike the fateful ship,


Our love began

Some three or four

Months ago;

Maybe even longer-

Still our love lives.

In our hearts

Is the beating

Of the other's heart,

Which is a sign


Our love will never end.

Our love is

A blanket

Of seadirt-

Nothing but sand

From the

Bottom of the ocean.

Will our love end soon?


It is forever.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another poem I wrote long ago. It sometimes rings in my mind that I wrote this for some reason. I guess it was out of apprechiation for (my now ex-b/f).

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Obsecurity and Disillusionment


Obsecurity and disillusionment

are friend and foe

as much as they give, they take

a constant battle

unseen, unknown

Author's Notes/Comments: 

its really untitled but i have a bunch of untitled ones, and i just didn't want them all haveing the same "Untitled Link" so i just used the first line as the title.

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In a place

Where there is no end to you

And no beginning to me,

At a point when time has finished

Or has yet to commence,

We move breathe feel exist

Together as one being

In a realm far distant of reason

Conscious of nothing

But one another

And our eternal dance.

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The Passion

The passion,
is strong,
in touch,
how we caress,
one another,
kiss each other,
feeling one another,
holding each other,
as we sleep.


The passion grows,
faster in one's heart,
can you embrace,
its fast beat.


So please,
let the passion,
our passion,
grow stronger,
intensifying our passion,
for we together,
can start a family,
of our own.

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Her eyes .

In deep exhaustion they called to me.

A longing. Words without using her voice.

Secret whispers of I care for you deeply.

Her eyes.

They make me lose track of time.

They draw me into her and her into me.

Her eyes, blues, my weakness and my strength.

Ever piercing deep within my soul.

Her eyes.

They seem to watch my every movement,

and give me confidence to soar with the eagles.

Her eyes.

They welcome me home,

and beckon me to stay awhile.

Her eyes.

I gave myself over to her completely the moment I

knew trust in her eyes.

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