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My name is Danyelle Randolph. I was born and raised in Chicago but currently reside in St. Paul, Minnesota. I look forward to having the opportunity to broaden my many talents and to hopefully share them with the rest of the community. My biggest inspiration is my loving family.
Author BIO:
I Am
I am lyrics in motion constant moving and singing joyful tunes. I am a thesaurus of pain but constantly use healing to balm my wounds. I am a song of joy at times when others need to be uplifted. I am a wheel of love constantly moving I am a writer who loves pretty verses And never rehearses her words when It is time to perform Yet I somehow get it right Sometimes I fight the struggle of me inside To be me and not what everyone wants meTo be I can be wicked as the fire under you... If you choose to be so be careful on How you proceed. I am a momma/sisterfriend/nurturer who knows no boundaries. I give until I bleed and then let God refill me With his love so I can pay it all forward, you see. I am the map of joy. I am the sky of tears. I am the rose that blooms slowly And doesn’t wilt. I am the book of life flowing chapters that allow you to see parts of me raw and uncut. I am the yellow light of morning. I am the birth of new woman, unafraid of life’s negativity, and yet am the newborn child of life sweetly yawning. I am incomparable because there is no one like me. I want to be free yet struggling to be free. I am incomplete a work in progress and still only me. (c) 2004 by Mocha Sistah
Franklin Oliver,
By Franklin Oliver There are angels all around us In innumerable guises Wearing masks we fail to recognize Like Baucis and Philemon Dumb to the divinities Asking for our help There is stardust all around us In everything you see All we are or do Or can ever become Wholly filled With the essence Of Heaven itself There are angels all around us There is stardust all around us Kitchen by Franklin Oliver I walked from the kitchen Slowly stopped and turned around The gentle bubble of pots on the stove Sounded warm and beautiful Inviting, so I went back in Watching the lid dance over my soup I noticed the dry, hot smell Of cumin drowning in the sweet Black juice of the beans I felt the smile on my face And wondered how many times My granddad stood smiling in his kitchen With the cornbread beginning to brown http://www.gayleforcepress.com
Betty J. Banks
By Betty J. Banks Just a few more miles to go and I'll be home. Sometimes the road is rough and your heels begin to burn You look into the distance and you see the old Milestone. Your feet, dragging in slow motion, and the sand is in your shoes. Take heart...look up the road! You're almost home. I see the finish line, the place for me to cross. The end is near, the radiance clear and I am almost home. Philippians 3:14 "I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." (excerpted from Rhyming Bible Truths: A Collection of Poems) Visit the website at: http://www.rhymingbibletruths.com
Everlasting Rest
I have entered Everlasting Rest and am on my way to glory
Yet sought the One who'd overcome I married, fathered, and was a friend to many And fought till my time was done I smelled a million roses Shared kisses and family dreams Through-out life amid sickness and strife I battled hard to see my King I thank God for delivering me And setting me on a path called straight I traveled through life on a wing and a prayer Until I reached the Golden Gate There were certainly sleepless nights And tears which freely flowed I remained steadfast, held onto my Saviour And let life's events unfold To those who remain, live your life to the fullest And know that you are blessed Keep love in your hearts and a prayer on your lips For life is only a test! Gird yourselves with the weapons of God Strive hard to do your best Remember, I still love you as I always did But I needed Everlasting Rest The world couldn't afford me Everlasting peace Far away from pain and sorrow My Lord had a built-in clause for my release And hopes for a bright tomorrow So, my tomorrow has come And I have concluded my quest Now I wait in exaggerated anticipation Until you join me in Everlasting Rest Copyright, Oct. 7, 2004 by Delores Thornton Pause "N" Praise By Delores Thornton I was in my stance I would take a chance To break the ribbon in the air Who would have suspected That I had neglected To bow this morning for prayer I got up my nerve I rounded the last curve But the hurdle seemed much to high The runner to the left Was more sure of himself And easily passed me by I tallied the cost And thought I had lost But God sent Amazing Grace And the fans in the stands Starting waving their hands Alas! I had won first place website: http://www.deloresthornton.com/ |
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