Monday, September 25, 2017
As the sun sets behind the hills,
The silhouette of shadows begins to die;
Events of the day rush to my mind –
As faded moment of life drifts on by.
I just started the day, and now it’s gone!
Answers I need, but how can I find out?
To those that think they will live forever,
Someday reality will replace your doubt!
On the front porch – as the night calls,
Death patiently awaits its turn –
So I ask myself, “What is life all about?”
Is it only love that a heart must yearn –
Dear Lord! My troubled spirit is now well,
The scent of honeysuckles I love to smell!
Epaphroditus© September 25, 2017
Sunday, September 24, 2017
Outside my window the sunlight dances
As the clouds pass by with mere glances;
For some reason I awoke at 5 A.M.
Whispers from God – it had to be Him!
“Life, it’s like a vapor in a moment of time,”
Yesterday are only memories that come to mind;
So I thought, troubles one should never dread,
Only the devil puts things like that in my head!
Life is like a spring of water that is so sweet –
Along with success we have to know defeat!
Life is not always lived on meadows of green,
And we should never let others steal our dream!
So I look at the sunlight through my window,
My spirit knows truth – that’s not an ‘innuendo!’
Epaphroditus© September 24, 2017
Saturday, September 23, 2017
If the world should end today –
It’s the Lord I shall praise!
Not the things that rust and fade,
Nor foolish men lost in a haze!
Foolishness is gone in a moment
Like a frost on a winter’s day –
So, why listen to man’s nonsense
Or the satanic things they say?
Live life, don’t get lost in a maze,
And remember this thought today:
“God is the keeper of your soul,”
And foolish men desire no praise!
Know truth endures on life’s stage –
Only God knows the end of the age!
Epaphroditus© September 23, 2017
Sunday, September 17, 2017
September! Now let summer wind down.
The geese prepare their journey soon
As I sit by the river’s edge. They don’t
Know I’m watching and wondering how
They know its time. My eyes trace the
Water as it makes it way to the sea. A deer
Is standing in the shadows, and I think
It is not me that you have to be afraid of.
September! A transformation of seasons,
A peaceful time
To remember the true meaning of life
And to realize why we are on this planet.
A time to renew one’s mind, and reflect
On how quickly time slips away.
O my enter voice what are you saying to
Me, have I forgotten how to live.
The leaves are beginning to turn brown,
And the air has a slight chill. The sun
Cast shadows upon the water, and the
Geese could care less of my troubled spirit.
O September! It’s love I need, I remember!
Epaphroditus© September 1, 2013
Friday, September 15, 2017
There are heartaches upon the path of life,
They are like leaves blowing in the wind;
Time makes no excuses for failure!
There will always be heartaches in this life,
And the fact that we are here brings strife!
So is it simply truth that we are seeking
To find wisdom, and to have understanding,
But understanding is hard to find –
We wonder why these thoughts come to mind.
Sometimes we just drift through this life
Like the leaves that are directed by the wind –
The wind blows, and it seems to be no end
Life! It’s only – make believe.
There are disappointments that come in life,
They are hidden like a summer breeze,
And they are as sad as a cloudy day!
But life goes on like a winding river drifting;
And yet, it’s one’s attitude that can be uplifting –
We know in our heart of times of gladness,
And we know there are moments of sadness;
And the hurts and troubles life leaves!
And we know, “In times of uncertainties there
Is a glimmer of hope that others do care?”
So we owe it all to God for this gift of life –
It’s not man, but to God we have to please,
Life! It’s not – just make believe.
Wednesday, September 13, 2017
The feel of velvet
The touch of satin
The glitter of gold,
But only a heart truly knows,
And stored in your mind –
The truth of secrets in your eyes
That you are trying to hide,
But in your eyes it shows!
Deception will be known –
Like the clouds that hide the sunshine,
With time they will dissipate…
And only the light you will find;
Lying in the face of truth is wrong;
It leaves your soul filled with fear,
And in the darkness you stand alone,
And the devil himself is lurking near!
The joy in truth you will find,
But in this day and age it’s rare;
To your heart you need to be kind –
Then secrets in your eyes you can share!
Epaphroditus© September 11, 2017
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
O how I have heard the cries of My children,
And Egypt, you will set my people free!
My prophecy shall be fulfilled as it is written:
“Pharaoh that he send the children of Israel
Out of his land and the Egyptians will give
Israel all their wealth to get rid of them.”
So shall it be in latter days before God’s return,
The meek, for they shall inherit the earth;
Wealth will increasingly find and overtake us,
For the purpose is to establish God’s covenant.
Honour the Lord with thy substance, and with
The first fruits of all thine increase. Thou hast
Caused men to ride over our heads, we went
Through fire and through water, but thou
Broughtest us out into a wealthy place. Behold,
God has allowed the wicked to accumulate all
Kinds of treasures for His use in the last days.
Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming
Of the Lord, the husbandman waiteth for the
Precious fruit of the earth, until he receive the
Early and latter rain, outpouring of God’s
Spirit is for the harvest of souls into the body
Of Christ and of God. Be ye also patient, establish
Your hearts, for the coming of the Lord draweth
Nigh to restore the wealth into the hands of
God’s people. Amen
Epaphroditus April 27, 2013
Monday, September 11, 2017
Monday’s face was the same as we started our pace,
Tuesday’s face is when terror rang with total disgrace,
Wednesday’s face humiliated us with sorrow and woe,
Thursday’s face gave us hope as we waited to know,
Friday’s face showed despair as we wept with fear,
Saturday’s face displayed our nation's eagle with a tear,
And our faces were humbly bowed before God on Sunday
To give us understanding for the evil that came our way.
Epaphroditus© September 11, 2001
Saturday, September 9, 2017
I will not remember yesterday
When your love decided to go away:
I will forget these mountains of blue,
And autumn foliage of brownish hue;
And the nights I held you in my arms –
O those moments of insidious charms!
I took a chance at love, but felled the test,
And I won’t remember your loveliness –
Late at night your voice I hear…
But you left me to die – filled with fear!
My bed is empty, and the sheets are cold,
O how I loved you, and yes you know:
And I will not remember, but that’s a lie,
Love is forever – so don’t ask me why?
Epaphroditus© September 9, 2017
Friday, September 8, 2017
A mind set
It is true!
It’s called – persistence
I know I can do anything
It’s simple – nothing special
I just need to try
It’s not a revelation
It’s a desire hidden deep inside
Determination has no master
I just have to get started
So I laugh – cry – pursue – listen –
Be quiet – sounds of my heart is love!
Epaphroditus© September 8, 2017
This might be funny if it weren't so true.
Be sure to read all the way to the end:
Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table, at which he's fed.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes are the rule.
Tax his work,
Tax his pay, he works for peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries tax his tears.
Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways to tax his ass!
Tax all he has, then let him know that you won't be done till he has no dough..
When he screams and hollers; then tax him some more, tax him till he's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod into which he's laid...
Put these words upon his tomb,
"Taxes drove me to my doom..."
When he's gone, do not relax,
It’s time to apply, the Inheritance tax.
Accounts Receivable Tax
Building Permit Tax
CDL license Tax
Corporate Income Tax
Dog License Tax
Federal Income Tax
Federal Unemployment Tax (FUTA)
Fishing License Tax
Food License Tax
Fuel Permit Tax
Gasoline Tax (currently 44.75 cents per gallon)
Gross Receipts Tax
Hunting License Tax
IRS Interest Charges IRS Penalties (tax on top of tax)
Marriage License Tax
Personal Property Tax
Real Estate Tax
Service Charge Tax
Social Security Tax
Road Usage Tax
Recreational Vehicle Tax
State Income Tax
State Unemployment Tax (SUTA)
Telephone Federal Excise Tax
Telephone Federal Universal Service Fee Tax
Telephone Federal, State and Local Surcharge Taxes
Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax
Telephone Recurring and Nonrecurring Charges Tax
Telephone State and Local Tax
Telephone Usage Charge Tax
Vehicle License Registration Tax
Vehicle Sales Tax
Watercraft Registration Tax
Well Permit Tax
Workers Compensation Tax
They must have taxed the golden rule!
STILL THINK THIS IS FUNNY?
Slumber, my dearest love,
Slumber, O dearest’s one,
These sweet whispers you hear:
The songs of love your mind dreams
As you feel the touches of my hand –
Rest my love and find some peace…
There will be time for life’s plan.
See the moonlight shadows dance,
And feel the wind in the trees –
And laugh as you make your way,
Because life is just a tease…
Slumber, my love as the night closes -
Remember the times I picked you roses.
Epaphroditus© September 8, 2017
Thursday, September 7, 2017
The twilight’s evening glow –
When the moon is sinking low.
The moon laughs at the sunshine
Because it has left it behind!
Her shadows will cast upon you,
And your life will have a better view!
A day has troubles of its own,
But a moonlit night stands alone –
Look at the foul – watch them sore!
It’s as if life has opened its door –
So come dear heart and hover near;
The midnight songs you will hear –
And the twilight’s evening glow …
The moon is love a heart will know.
Epaphroditus© September 7, 2017
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
What you see
How you see it
Understanding of thought
What’s on your grid
How you hear it
Rose colored glasses
And facts verses fantasy.
Making a judgement
What you truly need,
Observation of others
Scrutiny with intent
Notice of thought
Special care of something
Making sure other hear you
Distinguishing from reason
Instincts without thought
Warmth of feelings
Passion rules you mind
Crying for no reason!
In truth we are never aware of the hidden needs that lie dormant and are brought forth without warning! What we are taught when we are young will be with us when we are old. If we are one or a hundred our needs are ageless! The key to knowledge is to be aware of how we react to whatever we are faced with in life. No matter what people tell you – no matter how you act or react, no one see’s the heart except God! Life is not that complicated: “We are born and then we die.” It matters not if you are rich or poor, a king or a pauper, we all end up at the same place. So my advice is simple: Live life as though this is your last day! Laugh at yourself – be like a child – go treat yourself to some Ice Cream! Just take a moment and look around – where has time gone? Do you believe in life after life? You better!
Epaphroditus© September 6, 2017
I look back at the years
And the things that I see
But I’m no longer the man
That I used to be.
It’s hard to understand
How quickly this time has gone
I cannot turn back the clock
My reality is now known.
The moments of joy were grand
Looking back I can smile
The wisdom of years gone by
Now makes it all worthwhile.
Lying in the fields of my life
As shadows form in my mind
Remembering the songs I sang
As the sweet sounds drift with time.
Oh how did my youth go so quickly?
But with time I found my way
Looking back through all the years
It now seems it was only yesterday.
Epaphroditus© March 23, 2004
Sunday, September 3, 2017
True! Not by chance
We were always out pass midnight,
And dang! We even put a few drinks down –
It was youth’s dance!
All night we talked about our life –
Beneath the shadows of the moon,
Then finally we heard “its last call!”
Smoke so thick you could cut it with a knife –
Tomorrow sleep until noon!
The phone rings and I cover up my head –
My faculties seem to be out of place
Did I have too much to drink or smoke?
And can someone tell me who is in my bed –
I don’t recognize your face!
Love and I have been around…
Now these regrets from a night on the town!
Epaphroditus© September 3, 2017
Whispers of my soul…
Yesterday I try not to remember,
But in my heart I know –
The flowers will soon fade
And the leaves will lose their color,
Time changes, summer pulls its shade,
The heart longs for something other
Then the whispers of winter…
Thoughts of despair turned inter –
The soul cries out for her love to know;
It’s just the needful heart of a sinner!
September! It is September –
The love that died – I now remember!
Epaphroditus© September 3, 2017
Friday, September 1, 2017
I was sitting under this old oak tree
When a little bird lights on a limb
And it just starts staring at me…
I thought it was the strangest thing
Then for no reason it begins to sing!
Now how could a little bird know?
My sadness surely had to show!
In life we shouldn’t worry about a thing
We just need to listen to the birds sing –
It doesn’t do any good to complain!
It seems that God always finds a way
To bring sunshine to a gloomy day!
Such a little bird has made me glad
Now my sad heart is no longer sad!
Epaphroditus© September 1, 2017
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
Melania was sitting at her mirror
So beautiful and so fair –
Donald was in the bathroom
Combing his hair
Thinking, what am I to do?
America seems to be lost...
They have lost their vision, its true!
Pelosi was on the phone
Calling her buddies I presume…
Thinking the Democrats is doomed!
On the other end of the line
I think America likes him,
And people are having some pride!
Come on to bed
“Melania said out loud!”
America knows I'm right,
But the Democrats are just
Too damn proud!
Pelosi then calls Obama –
Now don’t be so thin-skinned,
But people have forgotten you
It's as if you had never been!
And guess what else is at stake
They are tearing down our statues,
And CNN is reporting the news,
But people don’t know it’s fake!
I’d make a call to Feinstein
But she is too old and gray
And besides that
She’d just in the way!
So here is my take:
With that little fake grin
Damn! “He's going to
Make America great again!”
Epaphroditus© August 30, 2017
My heart cries out to the rain!
But no one can hear my tears –
You’re the one – you’re my girl!
As time fades with the years…
Now I’m lost in a dark world,
Where one’s mind has no friend!
Like the wind emotions are hurled,
Through endless moments I exist –
My heart cries out to the pain!
Knowing that love is such a risk!
And to this storm there is no end –
Lost in the fog – lost in the mist,
And in time all hearts will mend!
But has love driven me insane?
Epaphroditus© August 30, 2017
The words you wrote for me to view
I must admit I did so dearly cherish;
But they didn’t reflect the real you,
And like my broken heart you perish;
Long did I wait for sadness too obey,
Feeling reluctant for this thing I do
Knowing this deed will always stay
Deep in my soul for I did so love you;
The smoke now drifts towards the sky,
As the paper curls the yellow pages
Where your tears have dropped to dry;
Upon the fire burns my soul that ages
As the years go by and not knowing why,
And your memory now makes me cry.
Epaphroditus© February 16, 2003
Sunday, August 27, 2017
I stand before the blank canvas,
Array of colors on my demand;
In my mind I have so much to say!
The hidden emotions in a man –
My hands grip the bushes tight
Her beauty captured I must form,
Love in her eyes the world must see!
So gentle, so kind, and so warm –
Totally absorbed – no time to spare,
The canvas reflects an enter need,
Here I stand – times endless hour –
It’s as though I’ve been taken over!
O! I’m in love – the canvas knows,
And my love for her now shows…
Epaphroditus© August 27, 2017
Thursday, August 24, 2017
I sat with thoughts in the evening sun,
Why such thoughts, I couldn’t tell,
But there was one thing for sure:
All was not well!
The accomplishments of life means little,
Who cares what lies behind the next hill,
When love has died I ask, is it forever?
The heart has no will!
The thirst for life has taken its final toll,
Then tears begin to run down my face –
Deeper my thoughts – the more it hurts!
Lost in my space!
O when a man loves, his heart only knows,
And the real truth it will never disclose!
Epaphroditus© August 24, 2017
Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Hungry? Hell, yes! Weary, that’s all…
But you don’t know…
Look at my little dirty cardboard house –
Believe me! Rules are not made of gold!
There are no rights, for me or you
That’s right, they tell us all what to do!
Homeless? You tell me your story –
There was a time that I saluted old glory!
I once was a handsome man – well built –
Yes! That war has left me with lots of guilt!
I even volunteered to go and fight –
And now I have wondered if it was right?
Hell yes! I’m a survivor, and street smart –
But there is no compassion in your heart!
Epaphroditus© August 23, 2017