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Poetry Month Complete

Poetry Month Complete

Thirty Days down
And not a single frown,
While I write the lines
To count. The sun shines
Ever brighter today,
Wait, no, clouds cover
The sky all the day long
Gentle poofs to discover
Bunnies, brownies, more~
When up we look and explore
The depths of our imagination
For your utmost destination.

     ~By: A.J. Wagoner

I want to take the time to thank all of you readers! Thank you for the time you’ve perused my words! Thank you for your peepers on the screen and thank you for your love for poetry! I appreciate it oh so very much!

     I am going to take a few days off to get a few things in motion, then I will share an update on my life before I get back into the regular updates of poems, Tuesday’s Tip Jar and Thursday’s Treasures. I hope you will stay tuned for the updates!

     A few links to some of the poems over the past month:

Thirty Days (NaPoWriMo #30)

Thirty Days (NaPoWriMo #30)

Thirty Days hath certain months~
Thirty Days to write poems
And bring nautical shoes
To Life with line and rhyme:
Screws snooze bemuse Chartreuse
For Thirty Days of poetry
Enlivens the roots of trees
To grow deeper and deeper
Into the rich soil~
Languages’ deposits
Within the Hope of tomorrow,
When we let the ink overflow
And spill along the page
Tic marks and tittles
Of little brittle and your
Submittal.
Oh, Thirty Days never enough
To get all the thoughts
From mind and space
Onto any page
Whether real or virtual~
Thirty Days to write and write,
A great scroll of a sight
Leads to one question:
Thirty more days,
Pretty please?

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Davek’s Howl (NaPoWriMo #29)

Davek’s Howl (NaPoWriMo #29)

Davek’s Howl
To cleave ever closer to Heaven
Hakuna Matata
Takes precedence throughout
And Love echoes
L’amour to Ast to  Upendo
Over and over again
For the world spins
On the look out
For an ever increase
And abundance of Hearts
Who burn with passion
To share forgiveness,
Grace, Peace,
And all the Armastus
Of every heart, Salut
Hakuna Matata
Davek’s Howl
Draws Heaven closer
Every single time~
Salamat Po Merci!

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Don’t Kill Me. ~Creativity

Don’t Kill Me, ~Creativity. (NaPoWriMo #28)

I Am always around.
I Am snug within your heart,
Your mind,
Let your fingers scratch the itch,
The itch to draw,
Write,
Sing,
Play,
With paint
With dreams
With all
For I do not come and go!
I Am always around!
You let me go,
You choose to feed others
And neglect the muse of me,
Your Creativity!
Let your imagination wander
To the things of fantasy
Not for bad or evil,
But for Good,
For Life and Love,
For Creation and Dreams,
For the things unseen~
Yes, let me run wild
For together innovation triumphs
When we explore the seven seas,
Or reside in castles with dragons.
Come, don’t kill me!
Let me thrive!
Allow us to explore
Allow us to discover
New places, things, people, ideas.
I Am always around,
Yet you dull the senses
With the glare of your gadgets
And you miss Beauty everywhere!
Please, Don’t kill me!
New colors, shapes, sizes
Await their Freedom!
I ask plain and simple,
Don’t kill me. ~Creativity

~By: A.J. Wagoner

A Single Step (NaPoWriMo #27)

A Single Step (NaPoWriMo #27)

“A Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins with a Single Step.” ~Lao-Tzu

A Single Step
Begins the quest
A journey of miles
Upon Miles
Thousand features
Classic tales
Of the soul
When one must set forth
On a Journey of sorts,
A third edition
From one place to another
Within the time required~
Books laden with discovery,
Yet a Single Step
And back can never equate
To the Depth present
Within Unique nature;
A Journey of a thousand miles
Of Faith
Of Hope
Of Love and hate,
The progress of us all
Grants wishes, Life limits
And personal sacrifice
For annual smiles,
Universe miracles generosity
Eclipses uncommon advice
To spotlight, promote
Composer, the Progress of Love
To span continents
And never forget~
No price on value
A Single Step
Designed to help the Journey
Into one’s self,
But more so into Love’s depths
From the least of  all encountered,
A thousand miles more
And a Single Step
Takes one through
Escalated panoramas~

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Moments… (NaPoWriMo #26)

Moments… (NaPoWriMo #26)

Taken from ‘Those Moments

           Moments…
          When     light         and     darkness       hold,
              Laughter ceases     sobs    unsold.

     Those        …
               The world looks      and you         run away,
          Or the clouds      gray and sliver              cliche.

           Moments…
               You fear     worst     all your       crumble,
          Or     storms      perfection     life takes   tumble.

     Those        …
          When         Brown’s adults       more intelligible,
          Than those       who      plain corrigible.

           Moments…
          When     realize     absurdity    materialism     self,
          Or the      one       place       things    the shelf.

     Those        …
               You        from              parts,
          And     understand      forever captured      hearts.

           Moments…
          When       fail to capture     essence of     present,
          Yet      stay real     call you     more 100 percent.

     Yes,       moments by       we live        every day life
          To augment    to     beat of   drum     tune    a fife;
                Dreams blossom    reality    brilliant hues
          To     Heaven’s realities            the eternal cues.

     Those        …
          When   child laughs         darkness quakes,
          Or     tears     and peace floods     lakes.

           Moments…
               The prostitute’s     free     her life     whole,
          Or     sun shines     frowns           from     soul.

           Moments…
                   80-year-old understands     love reigns,
          Or rainbows        the skyline     just       remains.

     Those        …
          When     orphan       warmth and     mute speak,
               Those alone     around long     such mystique.

           Moments…
               You realize     immensity        Creator,
          Or such   One       never be   dictator.

     Those        …
               You return to     impoverished parts,
          And     love all     more for      hearts.

           Moments…
          When words      the lead     precedence,
          Yet images     names bring        relevance.

     Oh, those         when we      into       eyes
          To reveal     praises    God rise    to     skies;
                His children’s voices       praise    His name
          For death    darkness     love overcame!

                         ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Prepare to Configure (NaPoWriMo #25)

Prepare to Configure (NaPoWriMo #25)

Images in the night,
          Flares rocket high
     Within the Stratosphere of the mind
And I’m lost within your goodness!
          Set to change the landscape
     Clean away the scars
   Freshen up the dandelions
          Yes, Prepare to Configure
     The Hard- Software of our Lives
When we allow anthems to swell
          The symphonies and melodies
Of Love, Grace, Joy and Peace
       Ring out! Do not shut down!
     Prepare to Configure
               Our hearts to the noise
          Guitar rips, bass drops
     More. More. More!
             Plans set. Concrete poured.
          Ready to take on the world
       And show the Kindness of Love
    Over and over again!
               So, world…
          Prepare to Configure
   For Abba’s Gentleness rises evermore!

                    ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Wanderer Wagon (NaPoWriMo #24

Wanderer Wagon (NaPoWriMo #24)

Wanderer Wagon
Adage wren worn
Wander Wagoner
Arranged En Wow
award grew neon
Raga dew Renown
wanna reed grow
ad Wane Regrown
Grandee War won
derange aw worn
downrange ware
wordage
Narrow awn Edge
A garden we worn
A Redrawn new GO!
A dragon wren we a grand wren Woe,
A dawn genre row
Award grew en on
A wager nerd won~
A wagon red wren
EGAD!  raw new nor
Danger ran we! Ow!
Redrawn an we GO!
Dang Rare we Won
And gear we worn
Road rang new, we
rad aw grew neon
Draw war gone en
Rage Ran dew now
An awn Dog err we
Wanderer Wagon Wander Wagoner

~By: A.J. Wagoner
*anagrams from my name

Another Day at the Shop (NaPoWriMo #23)

Another Day at the Shop (NaPoWriMo #23)

Oh, another day at the shop~
Creaks and Moans, Half-mast to back cracks,
Pokes, slices with X-Acto burns.
Oh, another day at the shop~
Oy no! eight hours cardboard nonstop
Width to Length to Height, label tracks
Oh, another day at the shop~
Creaks and Moans, Half-mast to back cracks.

     Break out!!
     Thirty-five and a quarter
          Inches~oh yeah!
          Don’t forget the label!
     Protect the finger cousins
     For lost in thought could prove
               Troublesome while at the shop.

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Cloud Cover (NaPoWriMo #22)

Cloud Cover (NaPoWriMo #22)

Cloud Cover
Blues
Mid-April’s stance
Water logged
Ooze
No time to think
Naps take over Maps
And I’m
Done
On our Earth Day
Show them some
Worth, Yay!

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Emancipation (NaPoWriMo #21)

Emancipation (NaPoWriMo #21)
A heart, a life, a soul—
Shackled to the earth,
Doves lay dead, candles splintered,
No laughter, no mirth.

 
Freedom’s often overlooked
But where would we be without it—
Under dictators or kings,
Would we dare to even admit?

 
So, Freedom? Freedom?
Ponder the word.
Does it all come from wars—
From our .52 caliber sword?

 
I reason to scream, NOOOOOOOO!!!
Freedom, true freedom, results from an invitation,
An invitation for Christ to enter
One’s soul and bring about the flesh’s annihilation.

 
So, how do we become free?
Free of the chains,
Which bind us
To the Devil’s plains?!

 
Where do we find relief?
Relief from the heat
Of scattered sheep—
From wolves come to stop the bleat?

 
In Christ alone do we find relief,
Do NOT go over to another’s imitation!
Only One Way, One Life, One Truth,
The Redeemer breaks chains for our EMANCIPATION!!

 
Christ offers FREEDOM!!
Christ offers FREEDOM,
From Satan’s whoredom,
Oh, Christ sheds FREEEEDOM!!!

 
     ~By: A.J. Wagoner
     (Written first back in March 2007)
…I think I’ve come a long way with my poetry. What do you think?

Abscond with Me (NaPoWriMo #20)

Abscond with Me (NaPoWriMo #20)

Abscond upwind, my Beloved,
A miraculous endeavor
To gaze within your eyes
And feel the warmth of your hand,
To gather you into my arms,
Oh what a day!
No rodomontade!
A day I would never squander,
Even in most dunderhead moments
I will focus my cyclops windows
Towards the flights of the owl~
A wisdom nonpareil,
A Love twice elusive,
Yet Mercurial beats swim,
Swim forever infinite
For you and the willowy svelte
Of your dreams and desires.
I cannot bear the thought
Of Life curled in the gutter
From the loss of Love’s salt,
An artillery to the soul.
Bilious ghosts of failure
Creep within any ego
To truffle the quahog~
I mean trifle with a generator
For cowbid seaweed cheese…
No, no, no!
My Adored one,
What I meant to expound,
Abscond with me
To the depths of His Heart,
His Love and Grace,
For within such parameters
Two stay one, so Miraculous.

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Interested? (NaPoWriMo #19)

Interested? (NaPoWriMo #19)

On thrice,
On the rise
A mind filled with thoughts
I need a listener
Interested?
I can listen back
And our thoughts
We can share
Just to clear our minds
For perspective,
For hope,
For prayer
Not a joke!
Interested?
In thoughts of wander,
Wonder what we can come up with
And offer each other
A moment’s reprieve
From the tears
Built up
Inside~
Interested?

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Heart Lines Splay the Night

Heart Lines Splay the Night (NaPoWriMo #18)

Heart Lines Splay the Night
     When the pulsation kicks in
          And the dull ache takes over~
     Fear and depression try to buffet me
A simple course for their joy
               I will not give in!
     I will not be afraid!
          I trust Father, even when I know not why
Oh! The dull echo of a sullen Love,
        I must fight against the waves
    Regardless of my lungs and breath!
               Never give in! Never lose Hope!
       Sweet fever pitch, tar and feathers
          To the inner cogs of my soul
     I claw and I claw, but
                    The sealed walls don’t budge
             Not even a smidgen!
     Light beckons, His voice gentle~
              ” Trust me.
                    Trust me.
          I Love you!”
               Gorgonized beyond belief!
Yes YESHUA!!!
          Splay the Night and fuzzle my heart!

               ~By: A.J. Wagoner

At the Shop (NaPoWriMo #17)

At the Shop (NaPoWriMo #17)

Country tunes
     Background noise
Whine of the grinder
     Don’t make a wrong choice~
Stare at the Welder’s Light
     No-No! Sparks fly
Bluish white
     UPS Build-a-Box for you,
Three-inch Nerfset.
     Best way to build
Heavy Duty staple guns,
     Better join a guild.
Oh, at the shop today,
     Winch plates, truck mounts,
Sticky paper proper length
     For every little bit counts.
Lunch break Cuban sandwich
     Lay back real quick
Woodpecker overhead- oh no!
     Sit up Line Street barbed wire fence
Build another box
     No mistakes double-time
Illusion mirages slow down
     ’Til five ‘hellos’ never a chime.

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Saudade (NaPoWriMo #16)

Saudade (NaPoWriMo #17)
A melancholy cloud, a desire so loud!
     Saudade
          Let me go back to where I felt alive!
Let me gaze upon the landscapes of Home
        For my heart Longs evermore
               My words fail to Capture
     The depths of how I need you~
          Central America, East Africa,
               Southeast Asia, China and India
     Places I have traversed
               People’s silhouettes within my mind!
     Saudade for you! For me!
           A time of what was, what will be,
                    The darkness grips me
          I need to touch your shores!
               Oh my love! Oh my heart!
       Left in every little crevice
                    Of the world I’ve seen
     And the hearts of those I’ve met.
          Saudade! Saudade!!
               Constant desire of what does not
     And may not ever Exist~
          Oh my Child, I know thy heart,
               But come back to me,
                    Come back to the Present
          So, we may make new memories~
               New Saudades Every Day.
                    ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Total Improvise (NaPoWriMo #15)

Total Improvise (NaPoWriMo #15)

Manufacture rollbar, heavy
Sons of guns, fingers ache tons and tons,
Down the street we run to your tight bevy
And wonder about ‘Golden Girl’ reruns.

Build a box, not a bear, surprise~
X-acto knife cuts, lay the sides down,
Out of the way, total improvise
To share the back for miles uptown.

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner

One Pack (NaPoWriMo #14)

One Pack (NaPoWriMo #14)

Days Slip Away
     Sands of Time
          Hourglass Hands
And I watch the Sun’s descent
     Moon rises ~ Waxes Wans
          The Chill Crisp Air
     Electrifies my Soul
Howls of Ecstasy
          The hunt has begun
     For a new leader comes,
               An Alpha and Omega
          To unite us all
     Into One Pack
            A Lethal Force to fight for Glory

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Take a Notch Back (NaPoWriMo #13)

Take a Notch Back (NaPoWriMo #13)

Honesty policies hard pills to swallow,
Shake my head a new day to follow
Upon the stress and worry
With a gentle walk
To the Church on Center Street,
My Church, yes My Church!
A little job to be done~
Clear out a shed
For a new Freezer instead.
Odds and Ends to the trailer,
Old plywood too,
Paint cans in the truck bed
Old concrete broke, in too
Many pieces
A small shovel needed,
Yet still the sweep out
And blower to finish
Completes the job
In two hour time!
Sweat pores pour,
While a miracle opportunity
Comes to life
And I…
I get lost in wonder
Within the thoughts
To Take a Notch Back
From the Honesty Blues
On my walk from Magnolia to Center.

~By: A.J. Wagoner

The Best Policy (NaPoWriMo #12)

The Best Policy (NaPoWriMo #12)

The Best Policy for all
Honesty, a drive to reinstall
And so I come before you to say,
“You claim you want peace,
Yet more war breaks out!
You cannot fight to bring peace,
What an oxymoron!
Sometimes I don’t understand
All now out of hand
With your fear propaganda
To take liberties away
And you say one thing,
Yet mean another
I don’t mean to be a bother.
I’m done.
I pray for you
And cry
For the cannon fodder
Of innocent lives all over the globe
Sent to their graves
Because you care more for your pockets
Than the abolishment
Of hunger and disease!
I could go on and on
And on and on,
Yet you would still turn
Your deaf ears to your own
Devices and we would
Still pay for your greed;
However, I’m done for now
Ciao.

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Heart Exclamation (NaPoWriMo #11)

Heart Exclamation (NaPoWriMo #11)

Heart Exclamation~
A curious sound indeed,
Cessation to thee
For a moment of minutes
When vibrations strengthen us.

Oh Adoration~
A Father who Loves me, you
And upon our lives
He speaks articulation
From creation to creation.

So listen close, friend~
No matter the darkness, no fear,
No worry, none for
The God of Angel Armies
Gives your Heart Exclamation!

~By: A.J. Wagoner

Hot Dog Juggler (NaPoWriMo #10)

Hot Dog Juggler (NaPoWriMo #10)

Blustery day
     Howls ‘o wind
With tunes all around
     Vendors set up to Blend~
Smiles, goods and food.
     Right out front
          A Hot Dog Juggler
All laughter and good cheer
          Tosses balls circular fashion
      Full of courage, No Fear!
Overcast skies, still a blast
          Eustis’ Street Fest
     The drums kick more
  A city’s Bright Tomorrows~Blessed!
          So, defend from hamburger smugglers
     And just keep on
          Dear Hot Dog Juggler.

               ~By: A.J. Wagoner

The Love of an Uncle (NaPoWriMo #9)

The Love of an Uncle (NaPoWriMo #9)

The Love of an Uncle
For nieces and nephews~
A mystery to some
Yet filled with clues,
Upon the Joys of their laughter,
Their smiles full of Life and Hope.
Oh how we’d fight for each of them
Even down the most dangerous slope
For when we understand ourselves
We will long to protect them,
Our nieces and nephews,
Even if miles we must swim.
Yes, the Love of an Uncle
Sacred, True and good practice
For our future in Fatherhood
With every turn, every twist.
The Love of an Uncle,
A mysterious art for His heart
On how to Love every child
Through the rise of their height chart.

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Yard Snail (NaPoWriMo #8)

Yard Snail (NaPoWriMo #8)

Monday afternoon trail,
     I run to nineteen
Heartbeat thumps, exhale
      Shin Splints unforeseen
All to shed sweat scales
     Within a time machine
Silky smooth drip with sweat
     Cause oxygen debt.

Now home to prevail
     Against the growth of hair
To plan epic sale
     Of no easy flair
And call it ‘Yard Snail’,
     Your place for a care
To buy and barter~
     Gone goes all, martyrs!

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner

Move Truck (NaPoWriMo #7)

Move Truck (NaPoWriMo #7)

Express Pandas
Drive Coy
Bumby Bumblebees
Mark Ahead Local
Colonialtown
Vista Link
Montana Shores
Keep ‘em Clean ‘N’ Cute
Stop Lynx Patriot Garden
Move Truck
Boxes Ten High
Tetris Horizons
In the Front
Views of the City
Move Truck
On the Way

~By: A.J. Wagoner
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