SUNDAYS WITH JOYCE

WORD FOR TODAY

Regeneration
1. God creates a clean heart Psalms 51:10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me
2. God creates tender hearts Ezekiel 11:19 And I will give them one heart, and I will put a new spirit within you; and I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them a heart of flesh:
3. Jesus gives living water John 4:10 Jesus answered and said unto her, if thou knowest the gift of God, and who it is that saith unto thee, Give me to drink: thou wouldest have asked, and he would have given thee living water
4. New birth 1 Peter 1:23 Being born again, not of corruptible seed, but of incorruptible, by the word of God, which liveth and abideth forever
5. God writes law on hearts Jeremiah 31:33 But this shall be the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel; after those days, saith the Lord, I will put my law in their inward parts, and write it in their hearts; and will be their God, and they shall be my people.






HEAVEN #2202 The Seat of Your Fulfillment December, 2006


God said:

Because you cannot see does not mean that there is nothing to see. On a cloudy night, the stars are not visible, but what has visibility to do with the stars? And so is it with your life.

The fulfillment of your greatest desires could be an inch away, and you could be feeling that you have been abandoned by the universe.

You put yourself through so many unnecessary things. You panic that you will not find the entry door while you are already inside. Or you fear you will not find the exit door while you are already outside.

If there is anything to be abandoned, it is your fear thoughts. Predict other things. Predict the enlightenment of the world. Predict good fortune. Feel it rushing toward you and everywhere. Feel blessings landing on you, pinning your shoulders to the mat of good fortune.

The three little pigs in the story went out with little knapsacks to seek their fortune. They knew what they were seeking. You are doing the same, if only you knew. You think you are looking for this thing and that thing, and you may have forgotten what you are really after. Remember now.

Beloveds, you have been sidetracked. What you are truly seeking cannot be found in department stores. What you are seeking is already within, and yet, other people, ordinary people, will usher you to the seat of your fulfillment. Looking within does not mean to absent yourself from other people. Nor are other people the answer to your quest. Yet other people will give you clues, for, of course, there really are not other people. Every single person you meet is connected to you, and they are before you for a purpose, just as you are before them for a purpose. Think of your meeting, not as a lesson, but rather an opportunity to love. Does not every meeting provide that opportunity? The more torrid the meeting, the more you are called on to love.

In the fairy tales, sometimes it is the most unlikely person who gives the seeker the wisdom he is seeking. The most unlikely person knows the way to the palace and knows the ways to get past all the guards. Perhaps there are unlikely people in your life who have messages for you. Listen and love, listen and appreciate, listen and accept, listen and listen. Listen to all the clues, beloved. The universe has a lot to say to you.

Each person before you bears a gift.

In fairy tales, the first person you meet is the one you are to marry. This means to marry in understanding. And, so, if you meet the toad, accept the grace of understanding and do not be daunted. Be undaunted. Before the tale is over, the toad has become a prince. And you a princess.

From every encounter, come away with something. Not with disgruntlement. Come away with something you did not have before. Make this your intention.

Getting your way is not a good enough intention any more. Getting your own way is not worth much, beloveds. Come away with something more. Come away with greater comprehension of what you are to another, and what another is to you.

Consider that you each take two ends of a blanket you are folding, and as you come together in the folding, you meet. As you come together, you meet Me.

Someone is going to introduce you to Me today in a surprising way.

Greet everyone. Welcome everyone to your consciousness, and you will find out who is bringing Me to you. Be ready, beloveds. Be ready

 

Happy New Year!

I Know In My Heart.....

Pink rose petals

falling

falling

I know you
Sweetest heart

I know you still love me...
I know sometimes you speak to me
in 'us' tones
and the truth of the matter is...

I STILL LOVE YOU

or I wouldn't
keep coming back

your love for her
couldn't last

because it was too easy
to walk away from

you loved her..but you weren't in love...

u had to love her, though
because thats so

in your nature

You don't make decisions
without some sort of love
you can build upon

We were both laughing
when you told me
"...you have this "cool" beg about yourself"

begging...

without really begging

You could always hear that desire
whenever you heard my voice
and I knew it

And if love is enough
why can't it
always
be enough?

Why cant I just want you to be happy

Why can't we just be friends

I know you know me
You took the time
to feel me out

all I got to remember
is this rose

can it be enough?

feel the soft petals
falling upon your silky skin

grazing against it
reminding me

again
and again...

she loves me
she loves me not
she loves me
and I love her tooo

because

 I KNOW
in my heart...

another WOMAN
will never come close
to touching me....

that way!

 

and to think that...

you
NEVER
"touched"
me...

Yet

When It's The Right Time

 

"What is it you don't want me to see?"  Andrea was asking Gina; her face with a puzzled look.  I'm sure they had seen everything of each other's before.  It wasn't either of their birthdays.  Nothing like a holiday, or an anniversary.....

The answer, more than the question haunted me.  I was there, only to assist Gina in this surprise.  Gina could have gotten anyone to bring Andrea to the party.  But she insisted I do the honors.

Gina was dressed in a long black flowing gown, that was hugging her body.  Back out. Hair pinned up in a bun, with dainty curls swirling down her neck.  Not baddd...  But, this was my buddy.  I took my little notions, and stuffed them into the back of my mind.  I watched, as Gina's eyes met Andrea.  They always lit up.  Like they were meant to be.

I watched, as Gina took her girl by the hand, led her over to the table where she had a cake lit.  One candle.   She carefully undid the scarf that I had tied around Andrea's eyes.

She kissed her eyes.  She kissed her hands.  She pulled her to her.  They kissed. For probably longer than I had intended to stand there.  Sigh. 

One kiss lasted for what seemed like 10 minutes.  I was clearing my throat. Andrea didn't seem to notice.  Gina waved me away with her hands. 

"Should I leave you two alone?  I mean I did what I came to do.  I can excuse my own self."

They broke lip contact, but, not their body contact; and shyly looked at me....trying to straighten up.  But, I knew they were in romance mode, and I was an intruder.  I began to feel uncomfortable.  I looked down at the ground, trying not to blush.

'Nooo, don't be silly.  Your presence was requested here, just as my lovely lady's was.  It is her love that has brought us here, to this place and time.'

Gina turns to Andrea, with tears streaming down her face.  I know she isn't gonna........

'Andrea, I love you.  Seems I've always loved you.  I lived my whole life waking up each morning, hoping I would find you.  I smelled you in my dreams.  I touched you so many times, even before I knew where you were.  When I'm near you...I become lightheaded.  I become silly, and weepy.  My vision is much clearer.  I no longer wonder about tomorrow since I found you, to build all my hopes with.

In front of God, my best friend in the world, and the minister in the other room; I ask you, will you spend the rest of my life with me?  Will you make me the happiest woman in the world, by saying yes?'

As she was speaking, the minister walked into the room, with a Bible clutched in her hands, looking like she was whispering a prayer.  I remembered her from the church I attended with  them, from time to time.  I loved how they were able to worship together.  She walked over between them, and stood silently.

Andrea, stunned, obviously, gathered her breath enough to answer, "Gina.  Whewwww.  We have come a long ways.  I don't remember asking for you.  I was content taking whatever God sent my way, knowing I would be able to handle it, with His help.  I made so many mistakes, Baby.  And meeting you, I felt like God was smiling on me, and giving me a second chance to get it right.  Nooo, I never imagined saying these things to a woman.  I have to be honest. 

But since I met you, I've learned not only to respect the power of love; but, I have learned that you can't help who you love.  All my days are now complete, when I'm with you.  I wake up to see what the day holds for us.  another chance to love.

In front of God, and these people...I give you my heart."

The minister smiled.  Gina reached in her pocket, and presented a set of gold bands.  I know I'm not going to cry.  'Sniff'

As the minister said the vows, which were short, because they had already said their own; I tried not to cry.  But, everyone was tearing up.  It happened so perfectly.  taking the chance that Andrea would say no, is not something I woulda done.  They exchanged rings, kissed, and blew out the candle.  That one little candle.  Representing the first day of the rest of their lives

..................

I guess they been around each other long enough to know...when it's the right time.

Caribbean Calm

Walking slowly
into the morning breeze
doves flying overhead

The smell of excitement in the air

I stop for a moment
exhaling the fresh scents
the newness
serene atmosphere

I can't believe..I'm really here

It has taken me so long
to arrive here. 
A place where I can just unwind.
If I could tell you what's been happening
since last year this time,
you would say,
my rest is well deserved. 
I'm just loving the way the wind
tingles my skin,
assuring me
that I don't have some place to be,
or something that needs to be done..now.

Mentally,
I'm slowing my metabolism to a snail's pace. 
Listening to my heart beat. 
I never took a lot of time to notice it;
I just took it for granted that it would keep on beating...
keep on taking whatever life threw it's way.  
When I'm real quiet,
and real still
I can even feel my pulse racing through me....
through my arms...my stomach...my legs...and my feet. 
I am alive. 
And wondrously made. 

Looking through my dark shades
I got my eyes on this nice looking lady
who seems to be older than me
She is sitting on the deck,
with her eyes closed
Probably thinking the same thing I am...
What's her story?
Looks to be about.... hmmmm, early fifties. 
About 5'6"...businesswoman. 
I can tell by her laptop, cellphone, and briefcase. 
Now, who would go on a vacation...to work? 
SMH.  Maybe she is getting paid
by the company to be out here. 
Must be nice. 

I notice no ring, but no one is with her. 
I guess she could say the same thing about me.  LOL.
Take away all the trappings of life
and we are all the same.
Just trying to make it through this life
doing the best we know how
with what He gave us to work with.
She notices me looking at her...
and smiles at me
I smile

The feel of the sun
beaming down on me,
refreshes me. 
I feel like new life is radiating into me. 
I just know whenever I get back,
things will be so different.
Tomorrow is always the answer
for today's worries
In it,
the answers always come 

While I'm here
I will still get bills,
the house won't burn up,
the world won't end,
my son won't die of hinger,
nor will my sisters miss me.
well, not that much 
They may think of me,
but that's it. 
I just need to settle down,

relax

exhale
 
and enjoy me...

Enjoy my first vacation in years. 

Countdown

 

Considering

watching

the ticking
of the clock

upon the wall


Countdown
.........

Minutes

Days

Months

Years
passing by

Listening

quietly
to my own
heart's steady beat

Reflections

Laughter

Sorrow

Experiences

Nothing ventured
nothing gained


Lives
devoted
to our favorite past times

Giving
learning
and Living.

At those moments
when it gets too tough

(what do the really tough people do)

the tough get going

The weaker ones fall

broken
disappointed

disillusioned

by the wayside

While those who are grown enough
and wise enough
mature enough

(that's a good word)

Still
keep the flames
burning

and the wheels turning

keep on going....

Contemplating
some explanation

some solution

some spiritual answer

Something
to make it worth
their time

and their effort


And we wake up...

and another day is born

a chance
to try again

to finally get it right

Time is a wonderful validater
it moves at a steady pace

365 more days

to fight

to live...

jakuper(12/27/06)

SUNDAYS WITH JOYCE

 

WORD FOR TODAY

Birth
1.  Birth pangs    Mark 13:8    For nation shall rise up against nation, and kingdom against kingdom:  and there shall be earthquakes in divers places, and there shall be famines and troubles: these are the beginning of sorrows.
2.  Angels announced Jesus birth    Luke 2:10-12   and the angel said unto them, Fear not:  for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.  For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.  And this shall be a sign unto you:  Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
3.  Israel gave birth to the Messiah    Revelations 12:5    And she brought forth a man child, who was to rule all nations with a rod of iron:  and her child was caught up unto God, and to his throne.
4.  Worst sinners can be saved    1 Timothy 1:15,16    This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ came into the world to save sinners; of whom I am chief.  Howbeit for this cause I obtained mercy, that in me first Jesus Christ might show forth  all long-suffering, for a pattern to them which should hereafter believe on him to life everlasting.
5.   Eternal body made for us by God    2 Corinthians 5:1    For we shall know if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

 

 

When the last fool left
With my dignity in his hands
When the joker before that
Made all those demands
Mr. Right, please don’t speak to my body
Speak to  my mind
My soul’s been waiting too long, the right man to find
This highway of life has had its ups and its downs
I would have thought by now, true love would be found
My heart has been broken, is loneliness my fate?
God Spoke to my spirit and said, “Wait”
 
I’ve made some bad choices
Listened to the wrong voices
Should I keep going at this rate?
My head says yes, but God said “Wait”
 
I cannot deny the jealousy I feel
My feelings of envy are all too real
Always the bride’s maid, never the bride
It’s hard to keep looking, on the bright side
 
I try to keep myself up
Try to be pleasing to the eye
When will it be my turn to become a beautiful butterfly?
I have read the scriptures, prayed the prayers,
Sang the hymn and cast my cares
In all these things I have fought the good fight
But the loneliness still finds me in the still of the night
 
No one to hold on to
No one to caress
Is this what God has for those who give Him their best?
 
Then I remember whose child I am
I have been washed in the blood of the lamb
This temple I’ve been given is being put to the test
I must continue to give God my best
I’ve got to start living like a person who wants to be blessed
Not worrying and complaining increasing my stress
 
Instead of raising my voice in a fit of rage
I’m lifting my hands to give God the praise
When the praises go up the blessings come down
I know I’m getting close to higher ground
The devil continues his attempts to frustrate
God give strength and help me to wait.
 
Copyright 2005 Enna A. Bachelor All Rights Reserved

 

 

Is the rain in your life a sign of cleansing or a sign of turmoil?  There is a blessing and a lesson in every challenge.  A triumph waiting to be experienced on the other side of every storm cloud.  Don't think of the rain as an uninvited guest.  Think of it as an opportunity to cleanse the mind and spirit, a way to gain greater clarity.  Now, if you got caught off guard by the rain and didn't have your umbrella (prayer) and rain coat (faith) you might be feeling a little soggy right now but just around the bend is a dry place (peace of mind) where you can re-group.  Be patient with yourself and work toward progress instead of regress.  Continue to walk in the light and make positive choices.

 

happy Holidays!

Part Of Me

Just about sleep and the phone rings

It's you
'What's up wit ya..'
Nothing...and you. What you doing?
'Laying here thinking about you...
witcha sexxy ass'
Who me
'Yeah you.. Who else I'm talking to... what you got on?'
Nothing...
'Nothing?'
Nothing
'MMMMM'
(her voice always does it for me. But I know she's been told that a thousand times)
I sink back into the intimacy of my surroundings...
fluffing my pillow

checking to make sure the music is nice
making sure my toys are in place
(She would never believe the anticipation...written all over my face)
'I been thinking about you all day. Thinking I want you. Can you handle that?'
Sure. What can I do about that? How can I help you, baby?
' Where are your hands? I want you to touch it for me. Stick your finger in, and let me know how it tastes'
I take the phone in my left hand, take my right hand, sliding it under the cover....down my stomach. I rest it on my thighs for a moment.
'Where are your hands now?'
On my thigh.
'Stick it in your pussy for me. Take me there. I got mine on my nipples, squeezing....softly..... like I want you to do them'
I trace my hands across my thigh, up my stomach, to my nipples...squeezing them so they tingle with desire. My full hand cups my breasts, caressing simulating her warm hands...
'Talk to me. Tell me what you're doing. I can hear you breathing heavy. Does it feel good?'
Yes.
I move my hands across my stomach again, this time, headed for my center. As I approach, the feel of the close shaven hairs excites me, as I guide my hand over them. I can feel the heat from my feminine pit of erotica boiling. Waves of heat against my hands. I lift my hand to feel the heat rising higher...
Baby, I'm on fire! I'm touching my clit. It's hot. Moist. Very firm.
'MMMMmm 'm. What do you want me to do for you, Baby?'

Take care of this yearning for me. I need you to fuck me. I got two fingers inside me, rocking..just like you taught me. Calling your name, Baby. MMmmmm. Yesssss.
'Baby, let me get all up in that. Open your legs. You know I want that, don't you?'
Yes, and I want you too. You know how you make me feel. Take it, Baby. It's all yours!
'Is it? Well if it is...let me hear it talk to me. Call my name...'
I began to stir in my sizzling hot furnace, thrusting in and out...in and out. My breaths increasing, as I levitated on the edge of an orgasm
Baby, Yes. Take this pussy. MMMm. yes.
I reached the point where I know I was gonna need something bigger.....something that reaches deeper than my fingers. So I reached into the night stand, for my favorite toy. Well, my only toy.
'Cumm for me Baby. All over me. Give me all your juices. Come on. Take it. Call my name. Call. My. Name. Talk to me.'
Fighting to award her with her nutt, I managed to say, "Yours Baby. It's always yours. I don't want nobody else. Take it. yesssss. Baby, I'm cumming for you. Takeeeeeee it!"
'Give it to me. It's mine.'
...and I do. For as long as she wants it. Time stands still. Her pleasure is mine to fulfill. 'Cumm for me Baby. All over me. Give me all your juices. Come on. Take it. Call my name. Call. My. Name. Talk to me.'

We release our innate emotions for each other in the only way we know how..for now. I accept hers, and she accepts mine.
From the time I picked up the receiver, the voice on the other end had my mind suspended. She makes me happy. Makes everything in me grin. Leading up to the deed, her soft whispers, cooing, and calling me Baby..did it for me. That was my foreplay. it's enough to get me there.
She commands me. She is my master in bed. I gladly say, 'Yes ma'am', as I fall deeper into desire for her.
We do this virtual play often enough for me to know, that one of these days, it will happen...for real. But for now, when I touch that spot, it's for her. ...

That part of me...belongs to her.

Joyce To The World

Sitting here
relaxed

if only momentarily

Thinking
about the past year

2006

Thousands of memories
come rushing back

flooding my mind

Easing back
in to my comfortable chair
head titled backwards
 
gazing at the Christmas tree

realizing that this year
will soon to be gone

Another year
of dreams fulfilled

Some unfulfilled wishes
lingering still

My life is a miracle

Days counted
that I never thought
I would see

brings out so much gratitude
and hope for whatever
tomorrow brings
for me

I laughed so hard
I cried

and I cried tears
that no one would understand
or ever see

Life
does that
sometimes
getting the best of me

I had my share of disappointments
turned away by scorned friends

Hurt by my own hand
when it was never
my intention to offend

Life has taught me
that intentions
can sometimes be so bland

Living in a world
I can never understand

I learned that truth has it's place
in a minority
filled with dual intent

Relationships falter
even when the best of intentions
are meant

I learned the true meaning
of those catchy phrases
like, 'risk the ride'

'call it like I see it'

'ain't no fun when the rabbit
got the gun..'

because he will get it!

'what goes around...
comes skipping back'

'No one can stop
a runaway train
after it has jumped the track'

All in all
I wouldn't change a thing

I gladly welcome every lesson
that my living brings

Remembering

to be very careful
of what I allow

choosing more carefully....

right now

Wednesday's Challenge....Between My Tears

Between her sobbing
I listened intently
to her cracking voice speak

Something had been so very wrong
I've known it for more than a few weeks
her Doctor's appointment
the one that she insisted
she didn't want me to attend
left me with questions

I didn't stop her
and I didn't want to further offend

It's nothing else they can do
I need to tell you
I'm dying, Baby....

Her voice sounded out
like thunder cracking
on a hot summer's night

The Doctor said it's only a matter of time
I know this will hurt you..
I want you to know.
only death could put our love asunder

But I cannot fight it
My energy is draining my strength

This is where I draw the line

Sobbing
uncontrollably
unable to catch my breath
fighting back my fears

I could only hold on to her
so tightly.... it hurt

I had always promised
to love my baby to death

But it has come way too soon

Never enough time
to say goodbye....

Only the sound
of sniffing
and deep sobs
filled our living room
as the silence
of bereavement loomed

I was lost

Between the tears
she asked for another minute
to explain

Something she wanted me to do

Something
I could never do

Why would you ask me
to assist
in killing you?

I wouldn't harm one hair
on your beautiful head

Now you're gonna leave me
I, too, would rather be dead

I...I...I can't do it Baby.

I'm sorry for your pain
I promise
to do all I can to alleviate it
we will be together again

I will be right here
with you

Crying with you
lying
with you
dying with you

I won't leave your side
I don't want to waste a moment

Together we will share
our pain
your tears
and my tears
your fears
and my tears

Memories

things we did
throughout the years

We will remember
We will laugh
We will hold hands
jointly clasped

As life releases hers of your grasp

I will walk with you
to the sunset...

and love you forevermore

.............................................

Watching her
because
in my heart I knew
she was slipping away
promise fulfilled
love delievered...

But ...
I don't want you to go

Neverthe less
I must return her
to Him who loved her
much more than I

I made excuses
not to look into her eyes
red with tears
weary with fears
all the love
all those beautiful years

Arguements
time we wasted
fighting
deciding to give it
just one more damn try

We got it right
But now
It's slipping away

"Baby, could you come here
I need to tell you

something right now"

I walked
slowly
to her bedside
tears streaming down
throat lumped...

Shaking my head

Nawwww
nawww
Nooooooooooooo!
Don't leave me

"I... got...
 to go...
Always
re...mem...ber
every....thing
we ...
pro...mised
Don't
stop
living
or...
loving
I love ....you.."

She smiled..
closed her eyes

and left me

 

 

jakuper(12/20/06)

Mashito Challenge.......Fukk Em Up, Zeus

One would often wonder
about your rise
from beyond

flying
through the galaxy
getting your sci-fi freak on

destroying women
bringing them back alive
again

piloting your intergalactic wrecking crew

I took a moment
to peep in your window
see what's up wit you

Like A Real Freak

I was watching you
watching her

long legs
braced by stilettos

choc late glazed
sitting back on the sofa

groin bulging
eyes dazed

she sits by you
bats her eyes
moves in closer
laying by your side

licking her full lips

Her finger calling you
sensuous eyes
mauling you

all of you

Go get her, tiger!

I watched her grip your head
call you
to her space
as she planted
a sexy kiss
on your awaiting face

Then the tables turned

She looked at you
and said,

"I'm fucking you tonight"

Now lick my lips
not these...

but those

"Yes Baby...there"

right through my panty hose

Watching
as she handled you

what else could you do

As you could see
and I could see
she was saying to you...

it's all about me

It was obvious
by your glazed face juice
from her
sweet nectar spills

she was getting
quite a arousing thrill

fuck em up, Z

hit that once for me

French kisses
her laying on her back

I know you waiting
to fill up
every crack

Don't look back
make her lay back

grinding friction
sixty thrills

break that back
give her that thang Z



You know the deal...







Jakuper(12/18/06)

Mashito Challenge...Tasting Nimah

click
click
click
click

down the hall

I watched her

My clit
bouncing
my heart pouncing

Inhale

exhale

inhale

long exhale

shoes stopped.


I stopped breathing

She stepped into her office

I stepped in behind her


Hello...
You don't know me
by face

What if I tell you
my name

Surprised
by what you see

I am too

Pleasantly


I
placed
my tongue
to her other lips.

spoke
words of lust

I want you...
“I want you to ride my face”

Feed my addiction

Pussy.

Yes, yours.

See 

I felt that..



I felt your clit jump
because

mine did too



Wanting your Juices


t
r
i
c
k
l
i
n
g

down my chin.



Cupping my head
as I gazed up

Drinking
from your cup



S w i m m i n g   

ins-u-ide (inside you)

b
  e
     l
   o
w

your waist

Enticing licks




Don't fight me

Nimah

Tasting
your wetness


increasing


body heat 

r  i  s  i  n  g 

Like
alley
cats

scratching

muscles
contracting

.............

Smother my face!

Mashito Challenge.......Embassy Suites, Room 623

 

Embassy Suites

Registered
only as Mr. Three

Clerk handed him the key
Room 623

I will be expecting a guest
Midwestchick
is the name she will use

I watched him
ascending the stairs

watching my poetic muse

Confident
and dressed to the tee

One might not know
this was the beginning
of many nights
of
adultery

Drinking
Sipping
my third cup of jo
when I looked up
She's approaching the door

Entering
in evening attire
Black skirt
silk shirt
black pumps
eyes
dancing with fire

Stopping at the desk
to get the key

I wondered to myself
did she see me

I slipped into the stairs
and arrived
just as she opened the door


Come to me, Adrienne
don't fight it
Don't you dare run anymore

You asked for it

Relax
Just take it...

No prelude
no foreplay in store
I watched
so lusting ly
as he made her his whore

Sucking her fingers
and toes
going to places
the nose don't always
supposed to go

Moaning...

The gritting
of her teeth.
The arch of her back.
gripping his dick
tightly
'Yes baby that's right.
Nice 'n slow

Climax....

I'm about to blow"

An increased pace
That look
on his face.
The sound of her ass
Against his six-pack
Wondering

How long can she last?

Gripping her pillow


Removing  the sheets.
groaning


moaning

heavy and deep.


The way she called his name
and came

I swear..

I will hear that name
in my sleep

He rolled his eyes
saturated
in erotic bliss


She sealed the deed
with a deep
lasting
tongue kiss

Moments later

she was dismissed



Exactly one week
from today


Same time, same place



Be ready to play!

 

jakuper(12/19/060

Mashito Challenge....Follow Your Dreams

 

The irony

is the kicker

As far as I could see

Because she couldn't pursue
her heart's desire

They wouldn't let her
be in love with me

Trying
earnestly
to do the right thing
Believing
Settling for
what society teaches...
That you must
be married
to a man
Now...
can we blame society
for her choices

Is it really their fault...
Or hers?

Or should she have forsaken
society's laws
and lived out
her ultimate dream

Enter Enchanting...

living
a restricted life
in a family
where her husband's father
is the patriarch
He always had the last word
He made final decisions
He held the cash

The matriarch
is her own entity
She does what she pleases

Seldom seen
Enchanting is allowed
to have friends
But she has little time
to spend
on outside interests

Her job is at home
housekeeper
mother
and wife

She has permission to go out
take liberties
create her own style
For she is grooming to be
matriarch one day also
The family
is kept abreast
of her activities

The father-in-law
is nosey
He likes to see
lesbians
in heat,
as he says

He even funds the ventures

all done
outside the home
and filmed
unbeknowningst
to the matriarch's knowledge

a closeted freak
a bi-curious old man
who's been known
to watch a hot boy flick
in his spare time
Seemingly
nothing wrong...
right?

Wrong.

Wife
and matriarch
go shopping for shoes

Doing lunch
tired
after purchasing
several pair

Sitting down
for a heart to heart talk

"Never forsake your dreams

Your eyes are sad
you want more
than being a slave
Trust me

I know

My husband has AIDS
I stay with Jasper
because
I gave up mine..

I once loved a woman
She was everything
my sun
and my moon

He came
and made me believe
that God
and society
would not approve

Now I am banished to his shame
because

I have his name..."

 

 

jakuper(12/19/06)

Character IS....

**Picture from Sacred Songspace

 

Greeting each other
always

in peace

The handshake to a stranger

Smiling

just because

Waking up ready for the day

Benefit of the doubt
when you know nothing
is promised
to go as planned

It is the part of you
that speaks
when you enter a room

It's hope after disappointment

It's comfort after loss

Assurance
not a minute too soon

Character can make you,
or break you.

It's what we present to others.

What follows us
even
when we are gone

As we try gently
to open the one door

another closes shut
 
We work carefully
as the opened one

watches us

And your stomach starts to dream
that it really had choices

But it wasn't so

just alot of voices.

...........

People taking notice
as we follow
peace

Not having to have
the last word

 

jakuper(12/17/06)

 

 

WHAT IS CHARACTER, TO YOU......

SUNDAYS WITH JOYCE

WORD FOR TODAY

Regeneration
1.  God creates a clean heart    Psalms 51:10    Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.
2.  God creates tender hearts    Ezekiel 11:19    And I will give them one heart, and I will put a new spirit within you; and I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them a heart of flesh
3.  God removes all impurities    Isiah 1:25    And I will turn my hand upon thee, and purely purge away their dross, and take away all their tin:
4.  God writes law on hearts    Jeremiah 31:33    But this shall be the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel;  After those days, saith the Lord, I will put my law in their inward parts, and write it in their hearts; and will be their God, and they shall be my people.
5.  Jesus is a life-giving vine    John 15:1,3    I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.   Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you.

 

HEAVEN #2199 The Circle of Your Heart  December , 2006

God said:

Must you have the last word? Am I not the alpha and the omega? In an argument, must you fight to the end? In another period of time, you might have set a duel to prove your rightness. You know what I'm talking about. You are bound and determined to prove to the other person that you are right, and they are wrong. Must you hold on tight to the bitter end?

If you are right, you are right. What is it that makes you feel so strongly that someone else has to know you are right and admit that you are right. Tell Me, beloveds, what does it matter?

You believe one way, and another believes another. What is so essential that you, beloved, must be crowned king of the argument? Even if you have perfect proof, what are you so needy about that you have to have agreement as if your life depended upon it? Surely, you can get up from an argument. Why did you think the one across from you had to?

What does it cost you to say: "Perhaps you are right." Or to say: "We certainly see it differently." Or to say: "It really doesn't matter that much, does it?"

Some will argue over the spelling of a word, or the pronunciation of a word, consult the dictionary, and then find they are both right. What a disappointment that is to you. It was a tie. No more fighting, and the wind has gone out of your sails. You wanted war to continue.

Instead of having to be the one who is right, be the one who has to concede before the other one does. Say, "Yes, yes." You neither have to agree nor disagree. You can simply stop the prattling. Surely you have something better to do with your time and energy. Say, "Yes, yes" and then talk about something else or knit a sweater or paint a wall.

Sometimes you would rather fight even when it means you will be sorry later. You hold on tightly. You like to fight, and I wonder why. Perhaps it gets your attention off other things that are really bothering you. Perhaps you feel discounted, as if your existence is not acknowledged, as if you have been overlooked, as if you don't count or count for much, and so you demand that you are heard. You will make someone take notice of you if you can.

Call a truce. Come from a different angle. Come from no angle at all. Come from the circle of your heart where peace reigns. The god of winning is a false god, beloveds.

Why does being disagreed with get your goat so much? What is at stake for you? Were you once always wrong? Perhaps always on the losing side, and now you feel you must make up for it? Dear Ones, when two people arm-wrestle, what does it really mean that one was stronger than the other? Must you be mightier than someone else? Does might make right? Perhaps you think it is does. Perhaps you have a need to prove that you are powerful. I tell you that you are powerful. Let what I say fill your need.

Maybe you need practice in not getting into a huff about things. When an argument starts to escalate, shrug your shoulders instead.

We are talking about bickering, beloveds, and I would like you to refrain from it.

If you must have a good argument, argue about who is going to give more to the other. Have a good time. Outdo yourselves.

 

Endless Possibilities..A Writing Exercise

"There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception"

~Aldous Huxley~

 

What do I see when I look at the picture?

 
I see possibilities.
Passages into the unknown.
I see things that could very well happen soon...
a part of some future prospect.

The door symbolizes unrestricted potential..
shadows, perhaps representing memories, tributes.
and foundations already made.

Everyone has doors.

Everyone has memories.

Whoever we meet is someone
that makes shadows in our life

They cause us to act in certain ways.

The older you get,
the more shadows you have.

Every time you open another door,
you add to your perpetual memory address book.

 
When people come in your life,
you don't readily know
what position they will play.

 
It might be in a legated role,
or the main character.

Only time will tell.
Some have deferred roles.

Meaning what they came to share
has not been revealed

Do you know the purpose

of everyone who enters your life?

A Writing Challenge.....My First Candid Reflection

"One of the greatest moments in any body's developing experience is when he no longer tries to hide from himself but determines to get acquainted with himself as he really is."

 

My first
candid reflection

was when I looked
at my mother

I saw my future
in her face

Then, when I first laid eyes
on my son

and I saw my mother
in his face

the world became smaller
life no longer
made me
afraid

but
I was very aware

that he would be influenced
by every decision

I ever made

Poetry....If I Am to Be Inspired

If
I am to be inspired
Let Fall do it!
Let the falling
of this latter flight
warm me
in the winter's cold embrace
and lonely nights
If I have to be alone
let it be
because I've reached
the limits
of what the spring
and summer
have meant to me
Of course Madame Fall
with her flirty tease
has reached out to me
many times...
Touching me
Teasing me
Molding me
with her withering leaves
crackling'
against
the most gentle steps
of time
If it has to be cold
Let Mr. Winter
and Frosty the Snowman
be my cover
my faithful home
Not a lot of difference
between a night spent alone
and one spent
without a unfaithful lover
Santa bides his time
Appearing
and disappearing
taking credit
for what love does throughout the year
At summer's end
the Fall
is the perfect chance
for all to see
the end of one journey
and the beginning of another
year in history
When does one season end
and the other
actually begin?
No one really knows
But, Mother Nature knows
It is her voice that speaks
Through thunder
and lightning
and rain
In flowers
birds
and the bees
If it has to be over
let the fall
be my favorite time
to remind me....

of these

 

Wait…
Let me start
ab ovo
from the beginning…..

This face you see

this carapace of me

The me
that I never allow you to see
is cloaked in shelter

protected

hidden

from life's sometimes
cold
bitter reality

We have only faces

as we build characters
out of crafty words

sentences

and punch lines

Profiles
that ossify

distinguish

and classify
us one from another

How common
it is
to skulk

to conveniently
assess

to assist

in the machination
of those
in your surroundings

Bodies
 
heads battered

scattered
shattered

And yes
I've surrendered
a couple of times too

Admittedly
I could not accuse

without
knowing
what a perp' is...

an accomplice

I could not know

unless
I knew the game

And, I can never be an angel
because I would always
be living
on the edge of evil

Dancing

on the ledges
of self-inflicted revenge

always wondering
if it's them

if I'm the one

that's insane

*I give you:  my brain

Every Place I Touch

 

Last night I had a dream...
we walked along the beach...
spoke not a word...
just listened to the sea.
As we walked...
along the shore...
the touch in your hand...
told me you wanted more.
Underneath the moon...
and the stars in the sky...
I could see the love you wanted...
deep in your eyes.
We're all alone tonight...
no one to interrupt...
I lay you down in the sand...
and we cuddle up.
The chills on your body...
wasn't from the breeze of the sea...
those were chills...
from thoughts of you and me.
"Anytime, Anyplace...
I don't care who's around.."
would become our song...
a kiss to wipe away the worried look...
because tonight...
nothing will go wrong.
You finally speak..
"How will we cover up?"
I lay my body on top of yours...
"Is this blanket warm enough?"
 Wrapping my arms around you...
and holding you real tight...
laying there naked...
reflecting in the moon's light.
How beautiful you are...
upon the white sand...
so irresistible...
I can't control my hands.
From the strands of your hair...
to the tip of your toes...
nothing goes untouched...
tonight...
anything goes.
Every place I touch...
is trailed by a kiss...
you let me know...
if any spots I've missed.
You reach out to touch me...
I move your hand back...
this is your night to be loved...
lay back and relax.
Close your eyes and listen...
to the water rush the land...
as you lay there relaxing...
beneath the touch of my hands.
Soft and gently...
my hands move all about...
slowly finding...
my way to your spout.
What happens next...
is all up to  you...
imagine me loving you...
all the ways you want me to

 

Leah2006.

SUNDAYS WITH JOYCE

WORD FOR TODAY

Redemption
1. Angels interested in plan of redemption    1 Peter 1:12    Unto whom it was revealed, that not unto themselves, but unto us they did minister the things, which are now reported unto you by them that have preached the gospel unto you with the Holy Ghost sent down from Heaven; which things the angels desire to look to.

2. Holy Spirit seals believers unto day of redemption    Ephesians 4:30    And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption.

3.  Redeemed from sin    Titus 2:14    Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works.

4. Rooted in God's love and compassion    John 3:16    For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

5. Worst sinners can be saved    1 Tomothy 1 15,16    This is a faithful saying, and wiorthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners; of whom I am chief.   Howbeit for this cause I have obtained mercy, that in me first Jesus Christ might show forth all long-suffering, for a pattern to them which should hereafter believe on him to life everlasting.

 

 

 

REDEMPTION SONG

Wake up from your drunken stupor and lethargy
God is not dead or mocked
He walks amongst us today
Your time of dallying is over
Dance and sing with flutes and timbrels of joy
Before the sinking sun sets on you
Rejoice and be glad in the Redeemer
Taste and see that he is good
Thy Mercy endureth for ever
His barns are overflowing with riches
And the windows to Heaven are flung open wide
The Day of the Lord is at hand
Seek him while he still can be found
He searches the hearts and loins of men
Nothing is hid from his all seeing gaze
His Rod and Staff are our comfort
The Good Shepherd takes care of his Flock
Give praise in Redemption's Song
Oh listen to the sound of his Angels
Singing and chanting their heavenly refrain
At the gates of the Celestial City
And Peter holds the Keys to the Kingdom
Where all tears are wiped from your eyes
And broken hearts are mended at once
All Promises are honoured in full
And the Lame dance like gazelles
The Blind see again with their eyes
Lepers are healed and restored
Rows of Saints and Martyrs in white
My Soul sing the praises of the Beloved
Before the Ark of the Covenant
As I stand in the Presence of the Awesome One
 

Copyright by Peter Paton 2006

 

A Writing Challenge.....Out of the Mouth of Babes

What's wrong?

"I think Mommy and Daddy are splitting up"

'How do you know?'

"Because"

'Because what?'

"Because they argue all the time. Slamming doors. Mommy is always cursing alot at Daddy. Daddy said she gonna end up a lonely old... I can't say that word. You know. It starts with B."

Ahhhhhhh. I think you right. My mom and her boyfriend use them words all the time. Then they be laughing the next day. I think they go in their room, and fight it out. I hear them cursing, and mom be screaming. I be scared to go to the door, and ask if everything is ok. They be in the bed, though. I hear the bed moving. She be calling him Daddy. And he ain't even her daddy.

'You don't know what they be doing? They be having sex. Yeah, girl. They be getting it on. Sometimes, my mother be watching movies at night. Watching people with no clothes on, doing the nasty. She be naked, too. I hear her talking, like she talking to somebody, and ain't nobody in the room with her.'

"Well my Mommy and Daddy don't sleep in the same room. I sleep with Mommy. She always tells me to come get in bed with me. She tells me before we go to sleep, to be careful that when I'm old enough to get married, and have a husband, to make sure he loves me, and only me. I always say, yes Mommy. She say Daddy loves us, but he got other people that he loves, too. I be wondering who she talking about."

She be talking about his "chick on the side" girl. He be stepping out on your moms. Does he have other kids? You got more sisters, or brothers? I wonder what they look like.

"I don't know. I'm afraid to ask Mommy. She always so mad when she talk to Daddy, or about him. I just like all the attention I be getting."

'I know that's right. When my mom don't have a man, she watches TV in bed with me. She cooks all my favorite foods.

"But does she be sad? My mommy is always sad, when she isn't trying to be nice to me. I think she misses Daddy. And won't admit it. I see her looking at his picture all the time. I wonder if they will break up, or not. I hope not."

Why?

"Because I don't wanna get used to another Daddy. I like the one I got."

Child, he will always be your Daddy. No one can take his place. You only have one. No matter what happens, that's the one thing that other woman he loves, can take away from you. You know that?

'Right'

"Yeah, right! High five...."

WERE YOU NAUGHTY OR NICE ?

You Were Nice This Year!

You're an uber-perfect person who is on the top of Santa's list. You probably didn't even *think* any naughty thoughts this year. Unless you're a Mormon, you've probably been a little too good. Is that extra candy cane worth being a sweetheart for 365 days straight?

http://www.blogthings.com/wereyounaughtyornicethisyearquiz/

Monday's Challenge.....Early Christmas

Longing for the eyes
that led me

Distanced
from the words
that feed me

Knowing you don't need me
but I need you

Waiting for your lips
to sing me simple sonnets
to share laughter
once again

The fun places
we were supposed to go
the things we could have seen
still fog up
the windows of my mind

Sometimes
I think I'm on my way
right to your door

Then I find myself
standing outside
like a stranger you don't know

I have a gift for you

A sort of forget me not

A crystal elephant
It is said to remind you
never to forget

But you should know me
and you should
be able to feel
the sincerity of my soul

Time twisted us
made us strangers
in a battle
no one can really win

Time

and faith
keeps my hope alive

I will always believe in you

I miss remembering you
I miss it when we shared stories

I will always believe
we were meant to meet

I remember
when we just shared anything

It was so cool to just say hello

Now I find myself
lonely for those words

Waiting for a voice
I have never seen speak

Waiting over here
in silence

Have I told you

lately
that I miss you?

Feening For You....A 10 Words Writing Exercise

Feening
for you
Hopelessly
hooked
Romantically
ameliorated
Found
Bound
Drowned
by my desire
for
only you
Trained
Chained...
craving
for your touch
Living with you
constantly
tugging...
prancing...
mentally hugging
this addicton 
to your erotic drugging
Feening for you
I need you
It's no more a want
It's a "I got to have" now
Your voice
amplifies my senses
Your essence frolicks
buc-naked before me
care-free
through my being
teasing my individuality
You're the other half
of my day
The reason I stay
so close
Obligated to fulfill
every caper
every request
every sexxy whim
of our love explosions
of your heated elevations
The things
you make me do
Caught exposed
on private
no nosey neighbors
mature version
x-rated film
Feening for you
Never
meaning for you
to forget
that I'm dreaming of you
in embellished hues
Walking barefoot
Talking
in soft sweet whispers
in my ear
feeling you
near
That's all
I seem to do
when you're away
I find myself

feening
for
you

SUNDAYS WITH JOYCE

WORD FOR TODAY

Perseverance

1. Be faithful to the end Hebrews 3:14 For we are made partakers of Christ, if we hold the beginning of our confidence steadfast unto the end:

2.Endure Suffering   2 Timothy 2:3     Thou therefore endure hardness, asa good soldier of Jesus Christ:

3. Stay alert   Ephesians 6:18     Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints;

4. Watch out for attacks from devil   1 Peter 5:8     Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking who he may devour

5. Nothing can separate us from Christ   Romans 8 38,39     For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

 

 

 

Wisdom for Life

 

A good reputation is more valuable than costly perfume..

and the day you die is better than the day you are born.

Better to spend your time at funerals than at parties...

after all, everyone dies-

so the living should take this to heart

Sorry is better than laughter

for sadness has a refining influence on us...

A wise person thinks a lot about death,

while a fool thinks only about having a good time...

Better to be criticized by a wise person...

than to be praised by a fool.

A fool's laughter is quickly gone,

like thorns crackling in a fire

This is also meaningless

Extortion turns wise people into fools...

and bribes corrupt the heart.

Finishing is better than starting

Patience is better than pride

Control your temper...

for anger labels you a fool.

Don't long for "the good old days"

This is not wise

Wisdom is even better when you have money

both are a benefit as you go through life

Wisdom and money can get you almost anything

but only wisdom can save your life

Accept the way God does things,

for who can straighten what he has made crooked?

Enjoy prosperity while you can,

but when hard times strike...

realize that both come from God

Remember that nothing is certain in this life

Ecclesiastes 7:1-14

A Mashito Challenge....The Last 19 Years

I remember the day my son was born.  November 4th, 1987.  Not his actual due date, but the day the angels probably had gotten tired of his practical jokes, smart remarks, and tantrums.  He was actually supposed to be born the 22nd.  But, if his stint in Heaven, waiting to come here, was anything like it is now, I can see why they said, "Erik Jerrell Cooper....GO!"

I hadn't gained alot of weight because I walked alot, and was very active.  I could wear my regular clothes, so not many could tell.  They thought I was just staying at the table too much.  I went in for my nine month check-up, and I never thought anything was wrong.  Until they did a sonogram.  My doctor came back to the bed, with a worried look on his face.  And, I started to worry then.  He said, " How do you feel? "   I looked at him, and said, I feel alright.  He said, "You sure?"  Then, he examined me again.  The second time, when he went out, he came back with my regular doctor.  They started rubbing on my stomach; each on either side of the bed.  Dr. Mason looked at me, and said, "your child is obviously jumping, and kicking, and has gotten himself entangled in your umbilical cord.  This presents a risk for both of you, so we are going to have to induce labor, today."  I said, 'Today?'  "Yes, today.  If we don't relieve the pressure, he could suffocate.  We will come back in a little bit, and see if
he has moved anymore, and if not, we will have no choice but to put you in labor." 
I'm worried now.  What in the world is this child doing?  It's funny that he was doing all that moving, yet, they never could tell whether he was a boy, or a girl.  But, I knew he was a boy.  He was too active.  And, I just 'felt' it. 

When they came back in, they told me to relax, and gave me something in my IV to relax me.  I lay there.  Nervous.  Anxious.  Anything but relaxed.  The technician came in with a tray of meds, and inserted something into the IV.  She said it was something to induce my labor.  I was wondering how it could make me go in labor.  After a few minutes, I knew.  OMG.  I started to wrench in pain.  Cramps.  Hitting me back to back.  I was raising up off the bed, they were so bad.  The doctor came in, and tried to console me...but nothing doing.  I was in tears.  Almost screaming.  She said "That's enough.  You can't go through this.   We're going to have to do a emergency C-section.  This baby is ready to be born.  Is there someone you'd like us to call?"  I gave them my sister's number, and drifted off to sleep. 

Moments later, they came in to prep me for surgery, and I was so scared.  I had never been put to sleep.  I wasn't even sure I was ready for this baby.  But, it's going to happen.  Today.  I remember thinking that my whole life would change.  How much this little person would impact the rest of my life.  What would he look like?   So many things to prepare for.  I remember rolling on that bed down the hall to the surgery, so afraid. 

The only thing I could remember was nurses around me, talking to me.  IV's in my arm.  They were laughing and talking.  One told me I would be getting sleepy, and to start counting backwards from 20.  20.  19.  18.  Things started looking light green all around me.  My body felt heavy, and sleepy..........  17......

For the last 19 years, I could have sworn I have been raising two or three kids.  Maybe a comedian-like Gary Coleman, a young rapper by the name of Easy E; brother to Jay Z, and a Allen Iverson.  He always loved music, just like I do.  he thinks he can out "ball" anyone.  And he is a practical joker.  

I look at him sometimes, and I can see why the angels sent him before his due date.  LOL.  He was probably chasing all the little girl angels, playing jokes, and he was gonna tear up Heaven  trying to do jump shots all over the place...

A SP Exercise....Does Time Really Fly!

My, how the memories fly

where does the time go
I really would like to know
days,

months,

and years
the joy and pain

laughter and the tears

Seconds ticking by
memories singing a soulful refrain
...you can never go home again

You can never turn back the page
can't look over your shoulders
and see mother's sage
or my daddy's rage
Or how time leaves us like animals
in a locked cage
with only windows and bars
locked in pain and yesterday's scars

My, how the memories do fly

each one singing it's own song
bringing tests of right and wrong
Reminders of it's own lullaby
merely flashes of the past
Branches in my mind

But, as long as I can remember them
time will always last

Close my eyes once again
and I'm in yesterday

Open them up
And I know I cannot stay

My, how the memories fly

 

When did I realize time was gone

"When I accepted the fact that she wasn't coming back home"