Poems of A.W.E.

Not let live

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 18:28:00 +0000

I get no feedback. Faces lie.
The help of truth I am denied.
I am left out and let to die
the lack of love like cyanide.

They want the man of God to pray
for mercy, for the love of care.
By torturing the man they may
give back the feeling of despair.

My head ache comes from love in vain.
May God share light so I get sight.
God take away the awful pain!
The moon and stars light up the night!

The organ

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 03:03:00 +0000

A heart made up to be of gain
will never ever be in vain.
A heart which will not be of love
will not advantage, not bestow.

The mouth will life give as the heart
from body by God split apart.
The blood will make the body free.
The Word like that in one – two – three.

Light to your heart

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 17:38:00 +0000

What the heart deems as pleasure
the mouth will convey.
Mouths are not independent.
They have to obey.
Like a child of the mother
the mouth by the heart
will explain and unravel
and justify art.

One cannot be all right
if one’s heart is not good.
Mouths give honour to power
by hearts understood.
So see to it your ears
and your eyes are all right.
What your heart deems as pleasure
to you is the light.

Being able

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 14:18:00 +0000

Peacefully organized
even in worry,
even in suffering,
even in care,
one is who is
in control of the currency
fresh as the water
and free as the air.

Keep soul and spirit
all right and life giving,
love God all mighty
and also the man.
Think heart is confidence,
feel mind believing.
Water and air
by be happy you can.

Keep soul and spirit
so life will be nourished,
life of the earth
by which you overcome.
Think of yourself
as a presence established
water and air
by. And be safe at home.

The difference

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Fri, 09 Oct 2009 07:21:00 +0000

The evil one will hate the salt
and think of it as Satan
man harming by revealing fault
and taking man to prison.

The evil one will hate the light
and not be someone in it.
He knows his ways are not all right,
he hates the judgement’s exit.

The good one thinks of salt as love
and wants it to assist
the man who is by light to know
his ways made to persist.

Be the woman

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 13:57:00 +0000

Be the woman a tree
and the daughter her leaves
and the son her fruit free –
to the one who believes!

Be the daughter her hair
and the son be her breast.
In two ways she will care,
in two be put to test.

And she cannot be kind
if she is not obliging.
When obliging and kind
The Lord will not be challenging.

Be the woman a tree
with good leafage and fruit,
and the man to her be
a discover of truth.

To the data freak

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 11:26:00 +0000

See: The <style> must be good
for the <body> to work.
HTML can help
but not rescue the jerk.
HTML can rescue
if <style> is refined.
But it surely looks better
if <style> is defined.

In the same way the style
of the man must be good
for the body to work
his succour understood.
If the style is declared
it will natural be
for the man by his body
to charity free.

If the <style> is all right
a confusion a pain
but not evilness shown
or God being in vain.
A disturbance is only
the <body> insane.
Let your style sheet for sure
to The Son be a gain.

Respected be

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Wed, 16 Sep 2009 09:41:00 +0000

Respected be the righteous man,
and he alone, who muster can
the woman by his lightsome call.
God given strictly be his fall.

By conscience clear and faith anew
his eyes create what nature do
which gives up happiness and fun
in expectation of the Son.

Gulls

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 10:06:00 +0000

Prevention pills make gull the dove.
Why gulls appeared is nice to know.
They came to show the woman what
she will become by nature fought.

They came about to show a form
of being not to take as norm:
The woman in authority
of present and of destiny.

As crowd they hunt the obvious
as voices mock the precious.
As vultures they will give flesh life
but as if Jesus was in strife.

The swan eats fish, assigns the needs.
But is acute the way it feeds.
The gull eats anything laid dead.
And lacks the claw to make it head.

God will care

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Thu, 10 Sep 2009 12:31:00 +0000

Mariah was a fruit tree and
The good Lord was her husband man.
In her own mission she believed.
By Jesus Christ she was relieved.

Her fruit both taste and food would give,
both pleasure and God’s strength to live.
By faith she Jesus Christ conceived,
The Son her work, her aim achieved.

And Jesus was not let to live.
Will God the tree no honour give?
But Jesus Christ stood up again!
Mariah’s work was not in vain.

That is the gospel to the true,
the ones who God in life will do.
As fruit trees we will mercy bear.
And if neglected God will care.

Hope

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 05:53:00 +0000

It does no longer count, the nature,
as we from consequence are freed,
as soap and water whitewash culture,
as tools remove from body head.

The poem is no longer given
by rhyme and rhythm but by lack,
the nature on the anvil driven
as if creation an attack.

The woman by prevention pills
denies the power of the earth,
and by her liberation kills
the opposite to heaven’s worth.

But Jesus is The Son of Man,
the implication and the truth.
The purpose of the nature can
reverse the world by teaching youth.

I have laid an egg

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Sat, 29 Aug 2009 06:10:00 +0000

I have laid an egg. And why
should not I give it a try.
I believe in it, my dream,
this bird held in high esteem.

This my bird is mine and I
am not just another guy.
This egg, of my dream supreme,
Jesus will love to redeem.

Birds, whom dreams are imaged by,
seldom fool and seldom lie.
To think highly I may seem.
This egg hatched will be extreme.

God says

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 08:26:00 +0000

Marry the conscience
and make me feel rich!
She is no baseness,
she is not a witch!
Charity is
to give life to the Son.
But she, my daughter,
will also be done!

She is my feeling
of being of worth
foliage by,
as to heaven the earth.
Giving the Son
makes me feel so alone.
Marry my daughter.
She longs for a throne!

A bit scary

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Sat, 08 Aug 2009 04:23:00 +0000

The revolution makes us vary
the rapid changes a bit scary.
And Mama we have come to trust
as children to The Son’s disgust.

Pray independence not in vain
was given us. And that the pain
from haze and insecurity
excuses the stupidity.

To be a catheriner

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 05:15:00 +0000

To become a catheriner,
catharsis of earth,
you just must be a dreamer.
You must be of worth
to The Lord Jesus Christ,
to The Son being born.
A believer of God The Son
you must be sworn.

But to be a catheriner
you also must be
just a little bit crazy,
from loyalty free.
You see all Christians loyal
The Son of Man mount.
A catheriner, the girl,
will make Jesus Christ count.

Catherine

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 03:53:00 +0000

The refinement of Catherine,
the nation within,
one will never discover
the girl meant to sin.
Let catharsis be proven
to turn out the light,
the cathedral be governed,
that girl be all right!

The Catholic was meant
to be fresh and be natural,
the catharsis the soul
and the cleanness of cardinal.
Let The Son be the meaning
of look and of life.
But let Catherine be lovely,
a sensual wife!

Being salt

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 03:33:00 +0000

The salt won’t judge. But will arrest,
try soul and spirit, put to test.
Salt is a light the moon alike:
The eyes of God the object strike.

When being salt you must be fresh.
Or else you will die in the flesh.
We are like salt and light to God,
as saviours to the flesh and blood.

The human cannot drink the sea:
The water to a certainty
will lead which makes the body die.
Beware your power. Be an eye.

Join me

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 05:34:00 +0000

I am the moon. Please follow me
and be from condemnation free.
Or you could choose to follow star.
In that case you a gambler are.

I am the salt. Reflect my flesh,
feel frightful thereby and feel fresh.
The Son is my concern and aim,
Vaccinius my earthly name.

I am the girl, Christ Jesus son.
By joining me your wit is won.
To God The Father and the wife
the girl is the relish of life.

Dividing

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 08:18:00 +0000

The moon like salt, preserving, testing,
to some will be like devilry.
The black and white mature ejecting
salt as opposed to light will see.

But we know better. Light and salt
both deems. It is not our fault
that some, who state they love the light,
the salt by can not be all right.

The ichthus

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 10:02:00 +0000

The ichthus is the symbol of
my faith, the fish living of love.
The life of love the ichthus is,
the motivation of my kiss.

You need not fish to get to know
my aspiration, need and love.
The ichthus states this very clear:
The Son is my emotion dear.

Program

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 08:18:00 +0000

I want you to feel safe and warm
protected both in peace and storm
by being given as the bright
God’s pity of the three kinds light.

The fall of stars I state is love.
Let romance fill the earth, bestow
through understanding of the fall.
Let Adam answer to the call.

The of the sun I will explain
as charity. Let Christ be gain.
The feeling of the truth be good
when aim and aid is understood.

But first of all I want to be
precaution of the heaven free.
By God I will light up the night
to show the darkness is all right.

Three lights

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 13:10:00 +0000

Three lights God made to praise the earth,
the sun, the moon, the stars of worth
to light as ways to free the truth,
to show, explain, the living soothe.

The star was Adam, many men.
The sun was Jesus, the amen.
The moon is me, Vaccinius.
The light I think is glorious.

I have learned

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 09:14:00 +0000

I have fought with Satan for
many years. For ten, in fact.
And I learned, to mind the core,
how a man of God should act.

Fresh and tidy he should be
acting like a child would do –
fresh to God The Father free,
tidy by His Son made true.

Satan has no power then.
Innocence and independence
freed my neck, my life again,
soul and spirit the essence.

My mother and me

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 09:09:00 +0000

Being a son by my mother a fruit
bearing a name, incarnating a truth,
sap is of vital importance to know
is not her charity, mercy, but love.

Giving away was her charity work.
Sap, which I am, being prompted is perk.
Seed of my father I am more than gain.
And as motif I shall not be in vain.

Love

awell@online.no (Anders W. Ellingsen) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 06:08:00 +0000

Pure and peaceful as the dove,
faithful, is interior love,
steadfast, not to tempt or budge:
Homebound it deception judge.

As the raven brave and of
service is exterior love
giving carcass life again
in The Spirit not in vain.

Be not either salt or light
but be both. Be holy might
Jesus by, The Son of God.
Kiss The Son in spirit broad.