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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Sunday, April 01, 2012 11:50 PM
 "HOODIE"
You are soft and covering, As I move, you provide, Warmth, Protection, Style, Privacy, Covering, Yes! Some have been infamous under you, That is true, But, not the majority I say, No! Not the majority at all. One way direction, Forward, I press, Sometimes simply breezing by the things I pass, Destination without procrastination, Snuggled under so tightly as I walk, |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Friday, March 30, 2012 2:30 AM
Who Was I Was I my mother’s son, Was I the beloved, hallowed born male in my family, My father’s delight and yet, There was born two, But now tragically only left to bring in the family off spring only one, Were my cries, my bemoans for life, For help, Below the moon that pierced the dark, velvet sky, That aphotic, cryptic night, Did they echo the cries that took place way back when the slaves |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Thursday, March 22, 2012 12:30 AM
Do You know That I Forgive You I really do not understand how I can, Or why, Immeasurable hurt abounded inside after you, This thing, these things you did, I was perplexed, confused and wondered why, Because hurt may come when people make mistakes, But when done on purpose, Many a soul inside dies, Depression, Rejection, Insecurity, Distress, Languish, And gloom, I knew I had to find myself |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Tuesday, March 06, 2012 2:46 AM
The Again And Again Praise
Jesus, Heavenly Father, Thank you for the again and again Answers, Blessings, Deliverances, I know that I need you still again and again, However, I know that the battle you have already won, Jesus I know and before all declare you as my Savior, And God’s son, Yet, Having said all that, This does not mean that I will not have to come to youagain and again, You are aware of this and that is how you said |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Sunday, March 04, 2012 11:59 PM
Tornado Twirling, Swirling, Whirling, Round and round, Picking up and throwing houses, cars,buildings, structures and objects violently to the ground, The trees split, The wind blows with fierce force and forms a rapid rotating funnel twist, Objects are spinning around, above and within the funnel’s vortex inner midst, Hail and rain usually accompanies this wind storm, However, it does appear with just magnanimous clouds and winds alone, |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Wednesday, February 29, 2012 9:17 PM
 REMINDER Yet another reminder, Oh No! Fallen! Moments surreal, time stood still. Pondering!Stunned! Locomotion! Mind in vague trance time, Cartilage now begins to lye, Lifeless osseous matter transpired, |
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Auithor Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Tuesday, February 14, 2012 6:06 AM
Stairway To Jesus Although I walked this realm many a life given step,  Although I caressed your face and dried your tears on many a day that you wept, I will always do the same, no matter where I am. Even though I am in a heaven destined plain, Not the same, but yet I do and always will remain, Above the clouds, I know me, you right now may not envision or perceive, |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Monday, January 30, 2012 8:32 PM
"SOMETHING
IS
"BROKEN" Something Is Broken Slit, Slit, You may not get this, Slit, Slit, That is just a mournful, gripping, display, Affliction, crucifying addiction, Scars it always bears on the skin, Blood oozing, nullifying weariness, State of flesh rare with aching wounds baring the pains I incubate, Inside, hollow, blurry tomorrow, Slit, slit, burn, burn, |
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Author Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Saturday, January 21, 2012 10:12 AM
 "Hello All!" Once Again It Gives Me Great Pleasure To Showcase The Book Entitled.......
"Momma's Memoirs"
You Know, you are only given one mom. Hopefully, you get to love and cheerish her as I did mine. |
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Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Thursday, January 05, 2012 11:55 AM
Another Soul Another soul flew away. The cruelty of bullying is tragically still the enemy and device of choice used to accomplish the precious waste of God given life daily. And so now the angels part the heavens and welcome another vexed, precious soul today, I still do not care rages the possessed humans in need of God’s guidance and caring ways. Have you no love in your heart at all? What about a bit of empathy and sympathy please? |
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