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Some of my poetry will be based on actual short story events, describing visual imagery pertaining to my childhood and life as a young man who raised himself on the streets beginning at the young age of 12 as a male prostitute ~ Some are just plain right Fiction ~ Most are about Gods' great works ~

So, be careful as to which poem you decide to read!
I am the father of two boys, ages 17 & 18, born on the same day..
November 21st...1989 & 1990.....both Marines.
I've had my share of Lovers in the past 25 years, and
I have been HIV + since Aug. 1992, yet my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ,
has given me the chance to express my homosexuality, perversions to some,
AIDS, Addiction and Alcoholism through the gift of writing.
I do believe in the Bible and its' contents, therefore,
I do believe with all my heart, that I am,
"THE WHOSOEVER THAT BELIEVETH."
This may seem contradictive to most Christians, but....
.I am not here to push my beliefs or faith on others,
as I hope others will not do to me with their own beliefs.
I am merely stating my trusted position in society and in this dying world.
If you have any questions as to how I can believe in the Bible
and accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior, yet be a homosexual,
I am open to your comments without reservation.
NO DEBATING SCRIPTURES PLEASE!!!!
I am truly thankful, that God didn't inspire John to write...
"For all the heterosexuals who believe,
shall not perish, but have ever lasting life"
...otherwise, I'd be screwed.
I hope All who read my poetry can find some sort of understanding in my words,
and I hope some of my poetry about Alcoholism can and will touch those who have been afflicted
by someone who is an alcoholic or, the disease of alcoholism. Sobriety date is Aug. 25th 2003.
As far as being a gay man, well....that is between me and my Creator.
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. ~ This incredible Triquain was penned by my Loving AP Sis, Lilac Thoughts ~ Natures Survival - (Triquain) 
Natures Survival
...+...
Soft voices
Among forest shadows
Angels heard echoes of discontent
Perched above in woodlands canopy they eavesdropped
Shocked, in disbelief of what they heard
Insects, flowers, berries
All to die ...+...
Wings a flight
In haste without delay
They carried their news to God on High
Low and behold, He parted branches and shone light
Warm beams reached the withered underbrush
Life began to bloom on
Forest floors
...+... A Triquain is a seven line poem with syllables in multiples of 3 as follows:
3, 6, 9, 12, 9, 6, 3 This form is always centered.
Triquain...created by Shelley Cephas . This Rictameter was made by my beautiful AP niece: ~Pixxiepoetess~ Arkbear.
Master of form.
Beauty flows from his pen,
decorating the page with ink,
leaving readers awestruck and desperate
to read more--to seek his wisdom,
inspiring all who read
his poetry.
Arkbear. . 
. 
~* Angel Answered *~ Premature promises made to family
with insurance of infinite longevity
after breath stolen, heart stopped~
wings wrapped tiny bundle carefully.
Monitors motioned distress of newborn,
Spirit fought, flesh changed color to warn
as cries went unheard, unable to assist~
an Angel heard, made sacrifice, Life sworn.
Descended to incubator, infused his energy~
Sacred Gift given, newborn lived miraculously. Luv you loads my Sis, Desire ~

...+...
Soft voices
Among forest shadows
Angels heard echoes of discontent
Perched above in woodlands canopy they eavesdropped
Shocked, in disbelief of what they heard
Insects, flowers, berries
All to die
Wings a flight
In haste without delay
They carried their news to God on High
Low and behold, He parted branches and shone light
Warm beams reached the withered underbrush
Life began to bloom on
Forest floors
...+...
3, 6, 9, 12, 9, 6, 3 This form is always centered.
Triquain...created by Shelley Cephas
Master of form.
Beauty flows from his pen,
decorating the page with ink,
leaving readers awestruck and desperate
to read more--to seek his wisdom,
inspiring all who read
his poetry.
Arkbear.

with insurance of infinite longevity
after breath stolen, heart stopped~
wings wrapped tiny bundle carefully.
Monitors motioned distress of newborn,
Spirit fought, flesh changed color to warn
as cries went unheard, unable to assist~
an Angel heard, made sacrifice, Life sworn.
Descended to incubator, infused his energy~
Sacred Gift given, newborn lived miraculously.
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...The Healing Fusion of Light...
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Live
my life
in coldness,
no words no song.
-o0o-
Senses starved of hope
one shaft of light I strive for,
small gap in half opened door,
yearning for shadows.
-o0o-
Embracing grief
in sweeping
hunt for
light
unsung
in my heart,
no beat no flame.
-o0o-
I pray for balance,
and caress on fevered eyes.
Save my spirit from demise
in weakest moments
-o0o-
Silence in loss,
my grieving
held in
dark
conveys
fears of life,
in tangled threads.
-o0o-
Then out from the blue
God replies to fretful prayers,
compassionate light he shares.
A new day has dawned
-o0o-
Comforting peace
gives back my
verve once
more
\/
Wrapped in grief, but with God and friendships,
I feel harmony is slowly being restored
-SMILE-
*Arkquain Swirl*
Credit for Form...Arkbear
Picture credit...Inebriantia
Poem by...Lilac thOughts
This Arkquain, created by Me, was penned by, Griswold
God is Love (Arkquain)
fleeting
hard to find
harder to keep
^j^ ^j^ ^j^ ^j^ ^j^
Loving yourself first
giving everything you can
caring for the other man
praise our God for this
^j^ ^j^ ^j^ ^j^ ^j^
His will prevails
his love rules
trust in
God

This poem was written by my AP brother Gary...
AKA / ~Getsbetter~
Of "Mighty faith" there stands a bear,
that shares his love and words of prayer.
Destined he'll be...to stay Gods child,
this gentle man so {meek and mild}
The proud dedication to both his boys,
has been his inspiration and bundles of joys.
From across the states, I whisper my prayer,
our Lord will handle your health with great care.
The wonderful comments from the man I see,
were given from the heart and so carefree.
"Arkbear" is his name, strength from within,
a soft peer of the eye and a distinguished grin.
"You stand tall bear" like the forever oak,
you'll never fall to the brunt of anyones joke.
I'm glad to know such an honest man,
that has layed out his life with a direct plan.
Dear Lord, please watch over his family and him,
as he praises your name with an amazing hymn.
Show him your power of healing dear Lord,
for his strength is strong and voice has roared.
Of "Mighty faith" there stands a bear,
that shares his love and words of prayer...
Thank you Gary... Arkbear ~
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Penned by my Handsome, Brute of a Brother, David...aka...

"Under the Sun"
I'm most comfortible in my sexuality to say
It's not a crime or a sin to be alive and gay
We all pray and cry and say goodbye
Laugh and die and ask our lovers "WHY"
It's all the same to me,
they have a right to their freedom
Some men have a love for women
some men have a love for men
Love is love,
it all comes from above
God sees light in each and everyone
We all have our time under the sun
Shining down upon us all
If we chose ignorence
We will surely fall
I have no hate for anyone
I have had my time under the sun
I'm most comfortible in my sexuality to say
It is NOT a sin to be alive and gay
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Thanks Big Bubba,
Brother Bear ~
~ Forsake Me Not ~
by Me

~ * ~
Wonders
of why my Lord
hath forsaken me, not
providing this scortching belly
with manna from heaven
Hearken unto
my voice
which silently
pleads mercy oh Great one
How can your creation stumble
and not hear the truth told
Satan deceives
children
and all my lost
sheep hear him whispering
His lizard tongue destroys all that
is good in this place which
you created
Angels
watch over me
as your spirit comforts
my starvation and thirsty lips
I trust and believe there
shall only be
one soul
who can save me
blessed Creator on high
I shall rest and await for your
appearance my father
Forsake me not
dear God
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~ The Three Wise Men ~
by Me

~*~
Alone
Sands of Iraq
Once on American
soil, now fighting in a foreign
land occupied by Insurgents to keep
a country distressed and denied
truth to all those who seek
wisdom, yet left
alone
~*~
Many
have died with a
loss of life and perished
without recognition of whom
they are or even how they have fallen
to their death from enemies who
despise our presence of
soilders There are
many
~*~
Jesus
watches from the
heavens above as they
embark on new missions assigned
from Commanders orders The President
wants to send more troops abroad to
complete this task Praying
helps He will hear
Jesus
~*~
~ Arkbear ~
(c) 1-12-07
~*~
Baby
from a Virgin,
who would've believed in
such a thing happening on this
planet, or some other unknown solar
system in which we know not of,
into ones' soul, we'll seek
that pretend 'lil
baby
~*~
Bible,
poetry scribed,
laced throughout history
as one of the most scholared books
penned upon parchment, a testimony
with quills of faith, inscribed into
my soul as truth, beyond
no other, the
bible
~*~
Jesus,
unseen to mine
eyes, yet convictions are
his way of teaching my heart to
listen and obey, his voice comforts me
Spiritual aquaintance, Savior,
I know him as my Lord,
I know him as,
Jesus
~*~


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This *Triquain Blend*
ACROSTIC,
was penned by my AP & Spiritual Sister in Christ,
~ Shelley A. Cephas ~
~ *Triquain Blend* also created by Shelley ~
A friend who
rests safely in the Lord,
kindly shares artistry with others
because of beauty, warmth and love found in his soul;
eagerly works honing writing skills
as he creates new forms
regally.
My dear brother of the faith
yielding his heart to the Lord.
Blessed with a
repectful, natural
openness to help those in need and
total devotion to his family and friends;
he's always willing to do his best,
eloquent are his words,
rich in hope.
Thank you Shelley!
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Blue Mountains of Mist and War
by Me

Returning to my homeland remains a mystery.
Wars of uncertainty weigh heavy upon my soul.
Bow of shaved oak, direct my arrows of dried birch.
I pray their course be direct and silent.
God of favored men, protect my brood from thy King's wrath.
Allow fields of sown seeds and dried meats to sustain their belly's.
Followers of peace, may we unite and defeat this enemy of death.
Grant these requests my Lord and I shall raise unto you my sword.
Carry me unto this battle, bestowing upon me wisdom and courage to fight.
Treason I shall not give thought, I must right the passage to freedom.
Swift currents, guide my humble raft to their shores.
Mighty mist and shrouded mountains of blue,
contain thy fog until blood runs from their veins.
Eagle of twisted rivers, seek out my journey of triumph.
The enemy has declared war which must be fought,
I surrender only to my master of wisdom.
Wife of many years, listen for my soul to speak to you in your dreams,
for it is there, that we shall be together and replant our seed of love.

Your Majesty
by Me
Willow of grace,
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~Swans of Pearl~
by Me

~*~
Lovely
graceful water
fowl shimmering atop
glassy mirrors of silhouettes
Gentle ripples embrace
feathered down of
formed
female beauty
Swim to me and embrace
a journey of surrealness and
a new covenant true
Tranquil waters
reflect
the destinies
of future flights anew
Pearl white Swans inevitably
admire your lovliness
yet your presence
remains
beside me still
Paddle with me crossing
multiple lakes and pond water
flowing deeply within
hidden abyss
Currents
calmly decide
generations for nest
Tender eggshells cracking open
to free our young gosling
They have your looks
my love
~*~
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~Winter Peacock~

by Me
~*~
Creature
adorned with the
most beautiful feathers
Elegant stance to proudly show
your ivory snow pearls
are bursting forth
within
glamorous view
Tucked away for winter
seasons of cold beckon your calm
presence to warm our hearts
within your sights
portrait
and shimmering
snowflakes fall upon your
down of jeweled quills mightier
dominance and always
intimidate
those of
hues blended as
an artists' palette full
of blues and purples with a splash
of red and green to catch
our attention
In awe
you ever shine
with your brilliance even
as you glow in morning sunshine
To look at you takes our
breath away my
Peacock
~*~
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Anticipating the shock
Bear works on the new, pesky rules
E’s omitted for the first contest,
A’s will be eliminated next,
Respondents will have to read carefully.
Slow start
Numerous new persons enter,
Old ones finally show up
Re-doing their entries,
Edits and re-edits occuring
So far….amusing.
Allowing himself to relax,
Bear sits back and watches
E-mails are going back and forth;
Aboomer’s running into problems
Re-writing over and over.
Sleeping and snoring through Islekines,
Neon becomes labeled common and cliche
Organized writes are gone!
Ryan’s can give nightmares to youngsters
Eliciting a comment to label ‘Adult’,
Snickering, Bear plans new shocks for next time.
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