Poetry of James F. Hill - Page Twelve
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Dividing Israel Admits Arab worlds Want only peace___, Not Israeli blood In Mediterranean waters. This, Ignoring their statements Since 1948, G-d’s word Since creation, My poetry Since yesterday And Livning’s wandering, Gives me pause___. Just who is King Of the Universe And who lives mostly In desert climes, Wars constantly, Has little economy Save G-d’s oil That others produce And transport___. Who bade the Son ‘Rise’ on the third day and every day since?
Jfrancis 1.8.2013
When leaves fall The tree is left With a nakedness Only the soft snow Can clothe___, Until Creation’s morning Buds the limbs With a fresh garment.
Jfrancis 1.9.2013
Death’s cohort Worldwide___ From life, through death, Into eternity__ From terrorist to hostage To innocents___ Both those of Islam And not, Paradise awaits.
Jfrancis 1.20.2013
‘From the river to the sea!’ What then___? From South pole To North pole? East to West? Global sharia ? Will all nations Just roll over Before a people With no army, Armaments, Air force Navy? A people whose god Is helpless Before a postage stamp country Who have all the above And the God Who created Heaven and Earth! You might want to ask About the sixth trumpet war.
Jfrancis 1.24.2013
Dying Early (or late term)
Indefensibly, Defenseless! Prochoice! Prolife! Promurder! Prolife! Let the left Choose roe v. wade___ For the child For themselves For eternity! ‘God cannot be mocked’ we reap what we sow___ we sow our heart, we reap the Word of G-d and His continuing whirlwind! Let our heart be pure instead.
Jfrancis Galatians 6:7
5.13.2013
(is not a story) Nor has its origin In humans___ G-d___who is Love Willed to his children For purposes of marriage As a bond To strengthen affection___ One man for one woman. This Love never dies, Yet human love may burn out___ Smothered by worldly distractions Or attractions And die___ As a solitary ember Alone On the hearth.
Jfrancis 5.16.2013
So many Lives given, Separated from family, Enriching soil They fought to save, Never returning home Where dreams Of love and life, Shattered by duty, Raised a flag___ Blood red, Purity white And blue___ To endless skies Where freedom Rings our Liberty bell.
Jfrancis 5.22.2013
Ageless beauty Among sisters Even far afield Where gallant blossoms Struggle For recognition Beyond the aging pall Of those worn And weary petals
Jfrancis 9.30.2010
Love knows no color (As skin) On the street At night Where darkness Obscures___, It is Carried by flavors Of the heart___. Love Flows through the prism Of the eye Then sees All colors Of the rainbow As its own.
Jfrancis 5.30.2013
Muhammad___ Just another name In Islam___ Yet a world sage Where time and truth Lived apart And started A world religion For the Endtime Trifecta.
Jfrancis 6.10.2013
A gift from G-d Not often appreciated For its value___ Yet without which Life would be tenuous, Given to fits and starts, Not at all the joy We hope in___ As the sun rises To show us our way Of avoiding Small obstacles Otherwise disastrous.
Jfrancis 6.29.2013
Scattered, Sown to the soils Of preservation, Falling on stony And sparse ground, Roots growing deep Into dirt of persecution. Dispersed among nations For winnowing At the threshing floor Of G-d’s kindness. A diaspora as none other, Two thousand years And countless generations Living, dying and buried In strange dry valleys Where hope lies parched And bare. Waiting.
Jfrancis November 2, 2003
For Palestinian people Mired in hatred Of G-d’s chosen, Renewing itself Each generation Fueled by Islam, Finds life In the corporate will Of Arab logic. Individual moderation Is a death mask Fashioned from extremes And worn by deceased For recognition In the Arab jungle Where escape Is simple As G-d’s will For your life.
Jfrancis 7.8.2013
Serve unequal masters, One blood Wrapped in human existence, Tethered to earth By a muse’s charity___. The other Spirit Dwelling in man Whose heart___, Frail as clay, Lives on the edge Of choice Between Love And self. Jfrancis
7.26.2013 (and so they sleep) None who have died Are lost___ G-d has won again. The score___ Heaven: fifty six million Hell : zero.
Jfrancis 8.15.2013 (crime and punishment) They took blood And lives From Israel___, Precious commodities And eventually They must pay With their soul___ Answering to Jehovah G-d And His Son, Who died an offering And sacrifice That by faith And repentance The transgressor Might secure forgiveness For eternity___ To escape judgment Of blood taken Without repentance.
Jfrancis 8.16.2013
When earth Pays its price For fullness Of sin___. A war of harvest, Reaping ungodliness Of counterfeit gospels___ Little gods Slaying the elect And praising wicked tongues. Now is death, By the thousands Millions Billions___, Seemingly without end, Yet does end___ And they are gone, Good and bad As in all wars. One third of all mankind Meet their creator Heart to heart.
Jfrancis 8.24.2013
While the lion Rules His pride, The lioness Feeds it With stealth, Quickness And the newborn Of life___. G-d bless them all.
Jfrancis 9.6.2013
Note: Somewhere Between sleep and the dawn In the cold of Alaska’s harshness G-d bade me rise And put pen to paper. How could I refuse?
Out of the ground on their own To be found where nature’s sewn Not for long do they splash This green earth with a sash Till summer’s sun they do present Next year’s seed as they’re sent. . . . To the ground to be found. Jfrancis 9.3.1995 Note: This is the first poem I wrote. The first poem in my journal Is ‘Leaves” I just wrote it down from the Words spoken by an angel, Didn’t see him only heard him. The most unusual incident Of my life. It persuaded me to start
(with endless color) The meaning of life Lives in each blosso Strewn across The wide expanse We inhabit. They wave With endless joy To each soul Riding the wind___ Somewhere. G-d wrapped His Spirit In each flower. His Praise Colors a creation With his Love For each person Ransomed or not. Jfrancis 1.10.2014 (for the moment) Time is a vehicle By which we move Through space. It has___ No engine No fuel Nothing you can see Anymore than you can see G-d___. Time is our reward! Jfrancis 1.13.2014 At seventy seven Life is gone___ But for the tattered edges Of each day remaining___ And the work still. Pen and paper Is the easel before me, Words the paint. The thoughts of my mind Provide images Of poetic scenery Splashed across the canvas, Sometimes drops decorate the floor And clothes___ Neatness is not a prerequisite For praising G-d Jfrancis 1.20.2014
(Ariel ‘arik’ Sharon) (1928-2014) G-d made the Arab Ruthless and abrasive___ For the job ahead. The Jew, with a toughness Of mind and body Equal to G-d’s plan For His chosen. We see this image Captured in the man___ Ariel ‘arik’ Sharon. From citizen to soldier, Statesman and leader. His life beats___ With the blood of Israel And its people. Jfrancis 2.11.2014 The stuff Burning through veins Of Sochi And young men there Making Hockey legend. Win or lose___ American blood On ice Will be red Beyond all other___ For the fire Liberty bears. Jfrancis 2.15.2014
For he has lost his way___ Become a highwayman To rob the rich, Enrich the poor___ Thereby purchase the vote By means He could never have otherwise Afforded. Power has corrupted___ The man, his allies And lowered himself To the world Where base metal Cannot resist corrosion. Jfrancis 3.3.2014 (mauriceville, tx-1943) Bacon and string A barditch___ With warm water And bare feet. Like most fishing Patience fills the plate, And did I mention___ A Mother’s skill In the kitchen Pays little___ But feeds the world. Jfrancis 3.14.2014
Too long They have been At their job, Taken so many lives___ They know no other way of life. The time has come To end their ways, To stop the madness. The world knows They will return to killing And lives will be lost At the hands Of those who know so well The art of murder, In the killing fields Of Israel, Where the children are. Jfrancis 3.27.2014
(do we force It is force We are talking about, At least for The greatest nation on earth___ Per capita, And the world did not make them “the greatest nation on earth”___ They achieved that status In spite of the world! With their many missiles___ The enemy sees victory, But with G-d Victory can even be had In defeat___ At Armageddon And it will happen. Where everyone dies Who is not on their side. Jfrancis 4.4.2014
(can change hearts) Even the Arab heart___! While the Arab heart Is fixed in stone, At the moment___ G-d’s is fixed On the people he loves___ Both Arab and Jew And shortly you will see, The miracle! Bringing together Arab and Jew and Peace, One body, one spirit, One moment, Peace. For three and one-half years. Jfrancis 4.12.2014
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