Palace Ⓒ by Donna Rae Lands
Journey by the Thames! Once, twice and thrice|| Seaward on to what is beyond|| Current paths of the ole' traveled River Rhine’s|| Crosses within the hearts of Christ||Marked once, twice, and thrice||Secrets, Yes! Hidden yonder||Bogs beneath troubled feet of longing wander||Long tis frozen -in heirs of the tempest song|| The handsome stag-troubled, tis
The Gift © Donna Rae Lands-February 6th, 2021
Gifts from the heart surely tear thee apart.
Nothing in return but the courts did adjourn.
Read thee all wrong written in a psalm.
Used, abused and thrown into the trash.
Done and gone in a fiery flash.
Gifts from the heart surely tear thee apart.
Oh yes ma’am-gave thee priceless jam.
What fools when they break all the rules?
Who said, "The world is fair"?
Does one seek or does one dare?
Read thee all wrong written in a psalm.
Is it the motion floating over the swirling blue ocean?
Never blacken our conscience of commonsense for all our offense.
In the state of grace, no love is greater than love of the first place.
It was a hat on the rack of an empty fairy tale.
The hurricane landed all the same for the disabled and for the lame.
Gifts from the heart surely tear thee apart.
There were money changers and gun toting rangers.
A committed crime writing dumbass rhymes.
Read thee all wrong written in a psalm.
Played and rolled as a stupid soul.
It was a rope of loving beads planting all the seeds of all their pathetic misdeeds.
Gifts from the heart surely tear thee apart.
Read thee all wrong written in a psalm.
If you could, do well like good people should.
In the state of grace, no love is greater than love of the first place.
Freedom © Donna Rae Lands
Our freedom eagle flies…
Swaying in the midmorning skies…
He discovers all his glorious dreams…
He lands upon branches of all the mountain evergreens…
Freedom to find
Redeemed of sin and forgiveness walking his line of defines…
In our Lord, he is set free…
Not to be enslaved as you and me…
Knowing his Spirit knows Freedom reigns…
So be set free as his Eagle picture frames…
Master your destiny…
Free will brings you back to his legacy…
When you are enslaved to sin…
You for sure let your demons in…
Our Lord’s light is freedom to fly in orbs above the sky...
Like the Eagle-we are free to seek our destiny…
Amen.
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I surely would if I could: © Donna Rae Lands
You were lifted up to heavenly paradise...
I would fly every mile in the universe to see you again ...I surely would if I could.
I would hold you in my loving arms to touch your head...once more. I surely would if I could...
I would travel the mighty seas to find every drop in the ocean. I would dry your tears and wipe away your fears...I surely would if I could.
I would go back in a millisecond to save you...I would clean your dirty feet with the gentlest of touches. I would change your destiny...I surely would if I could.
I was wrong to say, nothing could hurt me. Losing you my darling...lost me.
Whenever I cry, I ask myself why.
Why did you stay with him?
Why did you take his hate and worthless love?
Why did you choose such an evil man?
You were lifted up to heavenly paradise...
I would fly every mile in the universe to see you again ...I surely would if I could.
He got a new Facebook for what he took.
We got a gravestone where all good angels have flown.
Life isn't fair they say...but on that day....death took you away.
His evil hands wrapped around your neck in front of your son...Then it was final , complete and all done.
This is how I feel lost in this injustice of the surreal.
I would hold you in my loving arms to touch your head...once more. I surely would if I could...
I would travel the mighty seas to find every drop in the ocean. I would dry your tears and wipe away your fears...I surely would if I could.
There is no help or justice for you or I.
There is only healing to help others...
You know darling...all the hurting sisters and brothers.
It will never be goodbye between you and I. God will see us through...till we hug again...I promise.
I would go back in a millisecond to save you...I would clean your dirty feet with the gentlest of touches. I would change your destiny...I surely would if I could.
You changed mine in that moment of going to paradise...And the angels said, everything will be okay. I love you and I miss you. Happy birthday to us.
Dedicated to my daughter Jean Nichole Morfin.
The Pyramid © Donna Rae Lands
Ah legit like the point of the pyramid…
The eye is upside down and all around…
The bricks are neatly stacked and perfectly wrapped…
The pressure from the eye of the storm…
Ember waves as purple flying porn…
Ah legit like the point of the pyramid…
His quilt lay upon the innocent bed…
The eye is upside down and all around…
Secrets foretold and visions found…
The bricks are neatly stacked and perfectly wrapped…
Plans of summary upon the blue green map…
The pressure from the eye of the storm…
It passes with peace just as a child is born…
They fought as warriors when all is said…
His quilt lay upon the innocent bed…
He had no words or lies to confound…
Secrets foretold and visions found…
The tales behold and flow from the singer's rap…
Plans of summary upon the blue green map…
Ah legit like the point of the pyramid…
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Values ©Donna Rae Lands
Mama cast your pride upon my dreams…
You gave me everything it surely seems…
Values of lock and leave never bereaves…
I became a troop of blue for the massive coupe…
I doxxed, lied and stole with all my teams…
Mama cast your pride to those that lied for all my dreams…
We went from rags, flags and drags of stolen valor…
All of my success was bought with wasted tears of sour…
Values of lock and leave became my golden keys…
Being the twin of lies caring only for injustice laws…
Twas the clear view of old school, ever so raw…
Mama cast your pride upon my dreams…
I was never the grizzly bear-nor one to share…
My lying lips of quips never actually cared…
Values of lock and leave forever bereaves…
I sought and fought for my demons unknown…
The childish acts and broken backs left me all alone…
Mama cast your pride upon my side within my dreams…
Values of lock and leave never cleave nor bereaves…
Tale of Two...Ⓒ by Donna Rae Lands (DRL)
Crossed the paths...of fate devised...
Our nature released upon our lives...
Their rights of beauty-natures land...
Preserved and defended from the corrupted man...
All the ancient tales revealed...
Secrets known and secrets sealed...
Talons of power- destiny within...
Can never free this woman of sin...
Two storms © Donna Rae Lands-March 24th, 2022
We’re two storms passing through the starlit night.
It’s united for our moments in life.
Our destinies are riding the ocean waves of strife.
Close the door and sing a better song.
It’s time to dream and move along.
We’re two storms passing through the starlit night.
She was always the hurricane of flight and fight.
He was the lightning ever so bright.
Our destinies are riding the ocean waves of delight.
Both have their joyful angels above.
They send happiness and smiles full of love.
We’re two storms passing through the starlit night.
At daybreak, the sun arose with the morning dawn.
There was no fear to ride along.
Our destinies are riding the ocean waves of delight.
Wind and rain came with the thunder bright.
It is an amazing sight of pure delight.
Our destinies are riding the ocean waves of strife.
We’re two storms passing through the starlit night.
Camille © Donna Rae Lands
Unspeakable acts were done upon the child.
It was stranger than fiction, ever so mild.
Camille never knew.
What kind of nightmare would ensue on that cold day in 1882?
It was Paris France-not much time for art, dance or romance.
The gentlemanly stud fleeced her in.
Showed her a good time, showed her the ways of sin.
His name of fame was Jean Luke.
His creepy plan was not even a daring or a caring fluke.
It was enough to make you throw up and enough to make you puke.
She was only 14, innocent, young, and not very keen.
She also acted dumb, mute and quite serene.
She could write a clean note...to all the French passing blokes... who all were wearing their fancy French-evening woolen coats.
Jean Luke spotted her from afar whilst sitting in his luxurious...horse driven car.
He wanted to be set free from his sick obsessive destiny.
He had a plan in his balding head.
He would rape her, murder her, and leave her for dead.
A dice, slice, and bloody sacrifice would come to shreds in his evil seeking head.
Surprises were in store for the so called dumbass whore.
For Camille deepest secrets would come from within.
Shown to be the real and surreal, the Almighty him.
Disguised underneath was really Billy Jim.
Jean Luke was in for quite the shock, when Camille revealed... her lovely big ass cock.
The coup de grace was fast and quick.
It was with one slam and one bam...
Chopping off sick...Jean Luke's French little dick.
None of the town folks ever knew... Camille’s torturous...terror of blue.
It was a secret undercover...never to discover...Jean Luke's lost boy lover.
Jean Luke died and cried that very day.
He was left all alone with no penis standing in his way.
The moral is told from within...
Be careful of who you invite in…for there is a price... a price to the wages of sin.
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Kingdom Wind © Donna Rae Lands
Seek the way to our Kingdom Wind.
Open your heart and let him in.
God is within your Kingdom Wind.
Truth is forgiveness for our sins.
A mask is only real for the world of ideals.
Find the way to our Kingdom Wind.
Life is not just a turn of events.
Nor is it a mess of tents, mints, and sacraments.
Changes come and changes go.
Seasons come to pass for nature's show.
Feel your way to our Kingdom Wind.
One thing remains and is always the same.
He is the truest of names of eternal flame.
God is within your Kingdom Wind.
All have heard the truth of his Kingdom word.
You may meet him on a mountaintop or even at the sandwich shop.
Know your way to our Kingdom Wind.
He helps you walk within the light.
He protects you in the darkness of the night.
God is within for your Kingdom wind.
Open your soul and let him in.
And you will know the love of his Kingdom Wind.
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Follow the Wind © Donna Rae Lands 03-17-2022
Follow the wind wherever it may be.
Hold my hand and go with me.
Secrets within sold our darkness of sin
We’ll achieve our journey of UN-believe.
It’s all surreal and nothing real.
Follow the wind wherever it may be.
Up the mountain, we shall go.
The sun will shine its magical glow.
Secrets within sell our darkness of sin.
The hurricane arose as the story goes.
Lightning waves came upon the torrent sea.
Follow the wind wherever it may be.
A love so deep was taken across the abyss to weep.
We’re seeking the stars where we have been.
Secrets within sell our darkness of sin.
Our destiny was shown in the universe of the unknown.
Upon our shores, we shall see.
Hold my hand and go with me.
Follow the wind wherever it may be.
