December 17, 2017

The Solo Stray Dog with Dark-Hued Angels (Poem Title) – Entranced by a remarkable individual!

Joshua 3:5 (NIV)

Joshua told the people, “Consecrate yourselves, for tomorrow the Lord will do amazing things among you.”

I would like to honor someone I recently met who continues to change my life on almost an everyday basis, with a poem I worked on throughout this past entire week. I believe the piece to be one of my recent best.

 

The Solo Stray Dog with Dark-Hued Angels

With truth in the hopeless romantic journey of another blogged poem,
Most cannot keep with the broken clock of lost time to the finish line,
But somehow, somewhere, and something within you gazes into my spirit.
You realize there is nothing you want more than to join me in relationship,
As the dark-hued angel joins her hand gently with mine.

I stray through ocean bay city walls searching for security and shelter.
Fresh from a grooming salon my shadowed angel arrives to rescue me.
She whispers sweet quotes of affirmation into my heart for safe self-keeping.
Her voice soothes the unrest that lays dormant in the chambers of my soul.

I never seek to be your excuse to cry. I never seek to upset the balance
Of our adventures through island beach scenes and Ugandan adoptions.
We find a way to make it through the periods of dry deserts
When we both know we never walk away from the hope of eyes staring.

Your brown beautiful circle gleam into my own shining blue sparkles
As I awe struck, under my breath, thank God for the angelic being before me.
With kisses so sweet and so serene, I stand captivated with smiles in this scene
As I barely wrap my head around the sinking ships sitting still in your memory.

You found me through cupid’s arrows on an internet search engine
To discover the deeper meaning of the darkness in a soul I long embraced.
With no judgment or negative thoughts present, you remembered the good
Of my narrative to save the world through the power of words in a pen.

What do I do when I lose the sound of the spring that fills my soul?
I scratch at chalk board screeches to wonder when the next prayer fulfills
The wish of your call to my ear, listening intentionally to concerns
Expressed from the depths of your heart resounding with harps so loud.

I hear you. I fear losing your presence, worried with what’s wrong
Inside from the outside looking in, with no words murmured to me.
Your grace in glamour presents a symmetrical body others jealously glare
At fine legs and slenderness models die in hopes to attain.

Always on my mind, stars eclipse in failure to shine in the bewilderment
Of love occurring close behind with short hair, body art,
And symbols that resemble miraculous meanings to strengthen the elegance
Of your name, personality, and aura of amazing wonders in light shining.

The girl with the dragon tattoo captures my attention unlike any before her.
In our name, I finding meaning so I am still holding onto you
With every effort, sweat soaked, tear, and blood drop I give
To further strengthen you’re okay with broken lights on the freeway.

This stray dog never forgets his way home to your arms in omnipotent
Love with arms wrapped around to collide sin to sin, connection
Stronger than we ever mated in dire and drastic circumstances before.
I am still holding onto your hand as I cliff dive into your life full board.

With truth in the hopeless romantic journey of another blogged poem,
Most cannot keep with the broken clock of lost time to the finish line,
But somehow, somewhere, and something within you gazes into my spirit.
You realize there is nothing you want more than to join me in relationship,
As the dark-hued angel joins her hand gently with mine.

Friday, June 13, 2014

Below you will notice some angelic artwork pictures that awed me and the words you read in this pieced blog entry. Please realize these images are not original works with the given citations and websites below.

 

1_Even_Angels_Cry_by_robinqm

2_spiral-enslaved-angel-i10930

3_angels-244743-480x320

4_8ddf9cb5fe6d9b5b3ce0480729b38829

5_6a00d8341bffb053ef0120a7596627970b-500wi

1- (http://naesnest.me/2012/02/06/angels-cry/)

2- (http://www.europosters.eu/posters/spiral-enslaved-angel-v16404)

3- (http://walls4joy.com/wallpaper/244743-angels)

4- (http://www.pinterest.com/pin/448671181597669937/)

5- (http://mattstone.blogs.com/photos/angel_art/dream-woman-dark-angel.html)

Don’t let the simple things pass you by! –Try to make the most of where you are. Lessons on my mind….

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The simple matters in life often pass me by, with my focus on negative thoughts. To be quite frank with my readers, I possess many blessings that others miss in their own daily lives – food, shelter, clothing, my own transportation, the ability to walk, a decent job, insurance, etc.

We often let others affect us in negative ways. Those who think pessimistically project those opinions onto others through insults or even constant complaining. Those individuals snatch the happiness and joy out of those they lurch upon. Like ticks, they suck the blood out of our very existence.

We must seek positive people in order to keep a positive perspective, those who already know the simple lessons that bring enjoyment in life.

My nephew, Ayden, survives every day, after several major surgeries with hypo-plastic left heart syndrome. My sister and brother-in-law never asked for the turmoil of his near death experiences but find the good that he lives, that every day is a legitimate miracle.

I spent Sunday in San Antonio with a girl I recently started dating. We held hands, while watching the sunset from atop the Tower of the Americas (similar to the Space Needle in Seattle, Washington) and then ate dinner, along the beautiful river walk, at one of our favorite places, Boudro’s. It is rare these days to date someone who believes in serving others and enjoying these simple things.

And while I still build a sense of community here in Corpus Christi, the few relationships spurred seem to be of a worthwhile substance, deep and genuine with time well spent.

Sometimes we make our lives out to be worse than they really are, when in fact the simple matters are really good.

I firmly believe that negative thoughts lead to negative thoughts. Somehow, somewhere you must find the joy in your present circumstances. If you think that joy comes with change of environment (new employment, new experiences, new relationships, etc.), I encourage you to avoid such patterns of reasoning. The hole sometimes grows deeper with the more effort exerted forward. Joy becomes a daily choice of your will, no matter the situation in front of you.

I also believe joy comes from a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Somewhere in the decisions of our lives, we wake up each morning with a hint of joy or a hint of dreadfulness, if we no longer see the good in front of us.

Like the young babies in the video below, playing with rubber brands, they gently remind adults that simple objects indeed bring great joy. I guess it is just a matter of how you look at the choice of joy and more importantly, if you decide to live joyfully, or on the other hand, miserably.

As mentioned, this challenge often serves as a hindrance I struggle with, sometimes daily. The constant reminder to seek a joyful perspective, with a prayer to the Good Lord Above, might bring the good faith back into life that all things work for our own betterment.

Find those simple things, and you will find joy in them.

San Antonio Skies Still Streaming – a poem about a new presence (by James Cartee)

date3_editedIt has been a good while and long time since I met anyone who sparked any interest to date and know more on a deeper level. Who knows? – perhaps this changed at this moment described below.

I currently write a new book of thirty-five poems to release in the fall. While not in that publication, this new piece comes from deep down in my own heart. The good emotions in life are certainly to be celebrated in the moments they occur.

San Antonio Skies Still Streaming

Astonishing to the veins pumping of my usual existence,
You appear in the San Antonio midst of museum masterpieces.
I smile without what to know, think, or do.
You breathe hard as your cool body suddenly raptures with heat.
As the tall figure of beauty steps forward, one inch above my height,
I awe in the rush of lustful thoughts at the kiss near our goodbyes.

Nobody lands perfectly upon the earth at our day of creation;
However glamour in well-curved shape brings unexpected grins.
We think constantly of each other after our greeting at the river walk.
I persist in temptation to ask that my sweet sin be purged again.
Everything will change the minute you decide that nothing stays the same
With a new direction in determination that you seek to stay with me.

I catch the glimpse of moonlight that captures your legs
Embraced in the race to my own intimate relationship.
When you cling into one with the blood of orange and blue,
You honor the decision to trust that change brings betterment
For something more close than you imagined before now.
We two-step into a new life to understand that hope floats.

The heart of Texas beats to a new story fairy tale song
With the start of a professor and nurse in ministry joined together
To change the world in the face of dark times without fear.
A sleek thin model with dark but still naughty eyes
And short hair with an image compared to the girl with dragon tattoos
Stares into the bottom of my own brokenness to discover more.

She takes my gentle hand to start a new step, with one concern at a time,
In the second before our magical moment of a first kiss.
We entwine longer than creative minds depict in artwork.
Rainbows light the morning sky. Sunsets dawn the shadow of lips sealed.
I prepare my heart for yours in the daylight of any disaster
Because I have been waiting decades of endless minutes for your arrival.

JLC iii, 3/28/14