Poets Awake_Saints Alive_Lovers Among_Lives Attune

By C. T. Eck

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• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Apr 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9781665511612

C. T. Eck

Writer C. T. Eck was born in Wisconsin, U.S.A. and born again in a spiritual sense in Zion, or the Church of God’s Christ, Jesus. This author Eck has done a dynamic work as in the thorough quality and the 247-poem quantity of his poems for this new arrival to the world of poetry titled Poets Awake Saints Alive Lovers Among Lives Attune. The author holds an English degree in Professional / Technical Writing from a Midwestern American University, and has recently chosen poetry to devise and describe his own brand of creativity and brilliance for those of us who enjoy fine poetry writing. This book of poems by C. T. Eck also holds a great, inspiring Afterword to both get a taste of his useful writing style and to also learn more about this author, poetry as an art, and the first and to-be-only poems book by Mr. Eck.

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Published by AuthorHouse 03/23/2023

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Dedicated to –

Michelle Lynn Wilson

whom I knew as MICHELLE KNOBLE,

a fellow poet, college grad, and Pentecost-Christian.

1973 – 2003

Holy Bible versions utilized by this author:

The Holy Bible, New King James Version

Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc.

–Or–

KJV Compact Reference Bible

Copyright © 2000 by Zondervan

TABLE OF CONTENTS

01   SONG STYLE POEMS

Between

Catch-22

December Song

My Answers

Rejuvenation Song

To Daddio

Used Piano Song

Would I Live?

Young Child Smilin’ On A Summer’s Day

02   INSTANT CLASSIC POEMS

Battle Day

Brain Child

Bubble Nature

Experience Gained

Fairie

Giving

In Ribbons

Inside Up, Outside Down

Length Of Days

Life Mostly

Maybe God

Meet And Meat

Mine Affinity

Of Sword And Of Pen

Poor Pouring

Prep Choice

Questions In Between

Quite Quiet

Ratiocination

Sanctified Noise

The Comma That Saved The Day

The Fortune Of The Lucky

Then And Now On Us

Thinking Today

To All The Poems That Will Never Be Written

Ty-Ping

Weather Experiments

Weird Beard

What Is.

Work Your Fancy, Firework

03   HUMOROUS POEMS

Almost No Need

Blanket Kit

Elegant Interview

Feelings

God’s Prayers

How Dusty

Lackadaisical

Laugh Tough

Make My Poem

Please Call Me Laughter

Rainbow Limericks

Sensing One Laugh-O-Meter

Seven Nicer Ways To Get Even Or Even Get Hurt (For A Chef)

Story St0ry

The Perfect Couple And The Storybook Of The Altered End Of The World

The Worst Part Of My Fall

These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things

Well Done Hamburger Poem

Whoa Bessie!

04   AUDIENCE OF ONE

Day Dreams Of You

Faithful

For Good

Go Girl

Good Thing

Good Things Come To Those Who Wait

Heart For You

I Would, I Do

Planet

Salts Fold

She’s So

Sights On

Smile Because

The Differences People Make

The Single Life

Though (For Flowers Before Roses)

Won On

Word Up

Worse And Best And

05   LOVE POEMS

Commercial Bit For Certain Crackers

It’s Math, It’s Love:

Love True Before

Lovegistics

Loves

My Heart Of Yours

Not Twins

The Me Of You

Then Even Better

Then Into The Expanses

Unordinaire

We Two

06   TRUE-ACCOUNTS-FROM-MY-OWN-LIFE POEMS

About Sonnet Pro Life Ration Proliferation

Angel Visit

Dedication I

For Poetic Perfection

Isaac And Bird

Listings Belief Pound

My, My UPC (Commercial Plug For Church-ing)

No Tension

Ode To My Parents And Say Teenage Friend

RunRunRunRunRun

Samantha Who?

Under, Over

Unique

07   ON-THE-HORROR-SIDE POEMS

Have And Have Not

Length It Up

Let

Matters Of

Priority Of Dilemma

Sighing

Sighing Sign

So Sorry Spell Bind

The Change Blythe Noticed And The Change In Blythe

The Saurus

You Don’t, But You Maybe Can

08   SOLID STAPLE POEMS

Asset

Crystal Juice

Double You Pleasure

Feminine Galania

Here For Now

Honing On Home

In One Words

On Poetry

Set

To Learn From Life, Get Going With Baseball, Sports, And Games

To Poem Life In

To Poetic Justice

Very Good Science (Fiction Really)

09   KISSABLE POEMS

3-D Movie

A Kiss

Bekiss

FirstKiss

For Beauty

Give Her

Kissed And

Questions On Demand

Resurrect

Ten Kiss

The Yours

Thoughts On

Time In Color

We

10   MARRIAGE THEME POEMS

All Aboard The Relation Ship

Fams (that is, Family)

Gifting Guess

Halved Heart To Heart All

Her She

How Do I Prove My Love? (Proposed For You Woman)

In The Stead

Lettuce

Lovers Loving Lovely Loves

Not So

Oh My Word

She And Me

Study The Ring Finger

The Married Life Boosters

To Have And To Hold

With

11   PSYCHE POEMS

All Things New

Altered State

Call It

Crayons For The Blind

Eternity, A Fragrant Poem

Heart Breaker, Tear Jerker

I Would Be

Inside Dress, Inner Appeal

One More I

Recollection

So Sorry

This Old World

Traveling Time

Trying So Hard As Ease Tries

Turn Turn Turn

12   SHARP POEMS

Adventurous

Brownish Eyes Bluer

Classification Validation

Eyeful Towers

Fury

Geometry Of Woman

Latest

No Use

Something’s-The-Answer Appointment

Tearing Up Tears

13   CULTURE-PICKS

City Summer

Coloresque

Eleventh Shift

Is It On?

Living Breed Of Supermodel

Lotto Scratch Itch

Mark Comma The (scene in The Revelation 13 & 14)

Moon Hoax Reality

Of Metroid Fame

Probably

Said Paradoxes

Seven Seems

Shoelaces

Star Trek Rewrite

Star Wars Playwright

The Duke Of Hazards

Zoo Day

14   STORY FORM POEMS

Chaos Disastrous Destruction

Chris’ Highway

Mermaid @ WaterPark (Pen-The-Cost/Worth)

Morning’s Shore

Standards High

Twenty Family Picnic

15   FAITH STAND POEMS

19 Forever

Aspects And Angles

But For God

Citizen Of A World Perceived

Components

Friday I’m In Love

G29 & G9 (10)

Got It Good

H e y y o

Heavenly Country

Interpretation Mirror

It’s Okay To Be A Little Selfish When You Pray

Jesus Pillow

Jonah 4 DRAWINGS

Language Apiece

Learn The Kingdom Of God Is Near:

Likened

Magnificent Masterpiece

Mary’s Highest Honors

or as M=H=

Master (Read (Me))

Not Chance

On Balloons Abiding

Snapshots Of Eternity

Somewhere Sunday’s Shore

Take Two

The Again Bonus Must

The Coal Of Conversion And The Diamond Of Discipling

The Kindergarten Question

Under_Stand

Vibe It Fine

World Of Pain And The Chance

16   SPECIALTY SURPRISES

Fisher

For The Time Being

God-Save=Sonnet

Grandstand Finale

HumblePie Poem

Parent Of Poems

Salts Fold 45

Still Still

The Poem

The Present Present

Thee And

Way Out

Afterword, by the Author

Works-Cited Bibliography

Song Style Poems

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Between

Between the water top and the open air

A big one fish leaps out aware of the lake

I think fish like to thankingly break through their tank

Between earth and heaven

Lifted up on the scene saving cross

I stand grateful the Christ suspended for our us and my me at ranks to flank

Between the sky canopy and on up for God’s throne

Our prayers this service touch virtue

I believe we are inclined unto in being heard as I raise a hand high

Between you and me….charity clarity

I have liked you for long and longer

I want you to know I have gotten in love so fly

Catch-22

On the Hebrew alphabet:

In order, one through 22:

Did you know English has makeup of 26 letters?;

But this is not international re-up from A-‘Alfa’ OR ‘America’ to Z-‘Zulu’ OR ‘Zebra’!; instead:

Thus an if-then sound-out-the-original-spelling redefining without any being left behind:

Is it system-class, synergy, a finale of finished authority !?

Aleph, ails you not, much.

Beth, a woman as her name?

Gimel, of ground infantry named might.

Daleth, perpetually dilly-dallying.

He, masculine enough.

Vau, make one as a type of a promise or, even better, do not.

Zain, the end of stuff that is in vain.

Cheth, less on Star Wars Caucasian Black Heth.

Teth, no tithe for you.

Jod, like a jot.

Caph, you might wear one pronounced-like.

Lamed, a Los Angeles practice?

Mem, for an abbreviated memorization or not is the question.

Nun, will she be flying today?

Samech, related to Uncle Sam?

Ain, ain’t a word.

Pe, some other letter spelled out phonically.

Tzaddi, some Tasmanian devil offshoot sort of addition.

Koph, saying this noise for your check-up physical to a doctor.

Resh, are you in one or do you have one?

Schin, a body part of the leg or so.

Tau, do not throw it in.

Amen, I guess.

Jeremiah answering said it, So be it, LORD

December Song

In holiday hooray

Why…a perfect ten:

The first part of Dec-ember

(Not the dozen number

For month twelve)

Like an eight in Oct-ober

(For about the tenth moon trip spent)

Then the embers of the year

In Dec-ember is all

The coals as sons won

Sum that this fight was faith to him

The stones about the fire maybe at daughters

Safer outside the battle though on thought hottened

Matter that this ought taught her

Neither deceived, the most valuable player slammed grand

Smoldering ash among

The glowing dust colors

In the night of the year

His song shall be with me

– a prayer to the God of mine

My life and this love too

Run December Song

"Serve with spirit

Bow be fervent

Hoist a rejoice

Mild holy voice

Calm apt thanks

Claim that stakes

In store: the world’s tradition

Aim for ancient rendition

Jesus, so much at thy birth

To die so arising revived mirth"

Song for the season

Creator come in creation

Fear and glory because relation

Every, worship for what He made them

Sing for good reason

For us and a feeling

One hymn line at a time believing

For your own revel revealing

Little by more than lot only begotten resurrection later on

Less angry to lonely the night comes and also the morning anointing like one bullet gun

Merry hearts make good fun

For God’s man child Son

Good grief mourning, not yet year’s morn

Nigh near another nice birthday worn

More dear for whose borne

Indeed here in the flesh born

This thus God with us, one won then

The fullness of time was come

Like December at year end done

My Answers

Accosted mercy costs, the freedom that is not free

I fight now mostly because

I want you to come Home with me

I like to vividly remember, the cherry blossoms of your heart

With the revel of your face

They remark better a base of art

Do not wait longer than you are due, hindrance leaves us empty

Hold rather every door’s knob turned

And too you knock an entry to eternity

Is absence just something you deal with? – hardship’s harshness had brevity kissed

Judgment is reserved with a sign

Deliverance comes knowing it is missed

I rehearsed my role’s part, the world as a stage is all

I picked up my own pieces

In time before the end of the Fall

Rejuvenation Song

Treasure vault/s locked with finer rings of cut-fast keys

To a bridge over troubled water, waves heaving aroar underneath

I will lay me down solidified stabilized willingly

Like a beam removing receded clean

Your mote will begin to disappear

Like a drawbridge was piked up then as opened wide

Our castle will is round about walled, fortified, protecting all else

Like the great Gatsby stretching out his arms toward the water’s span for love

Handed you reach beyond your moat for more than you know

As the one year you think you need

Is so reached for within or about contact secure

A military doctor’s love poems unknown

Of fiction’s test left movie-goers a gap open-ended

Lara conveyed of Yuri Zhivago’s lines, remarking

This isn’t me…it’s you

We frame the picture of inherited meaning

Is it as the poet found within his object of poetry sound?

Even as the knowledge of love strategy in Pride and Prejudice

Aided in giving for your love’s supply come in

Ready for the day your own love receives breakwater

My own story borrows of love’s vessel

Borders on a novel theme as I can almost taste her nearness

Production of soaring bedazzle spends when lovers’ voices catch each other heard

Shaking in love of deeper delight at just her thought in heart

Oh that you knew how these eyes belonged to you

Then oh what would be if you knew who you were for

Outsider stories tall inside longer tales

Reality’s viewers envisioned coldly heat tolerated

Then merciful showed mercy

So mercy was received one more once upon a time again

It is mine and I know that I know it is all of You

Father of spirits has having a plan for our lives

Look to it when I would a part

It is you I am after and that that’s written on your heart

To Daddio

Make your dad your main line hero

No matter if you have any many more

Your dear young dad haply fathered you

As family and friends may you get along in store

It is a higher-order reasonable relationship

There is union between your father and his child

Even postures of the Godhead ever prove quick quip

This aspect ratio asset sure is kind of wild

Used Piano Song

My one and only as yet to be seen

I wrote a song on the piano

But did not pencil it down in notes

Yes it sure was catchy and sounded finer or fabulous

Could have hated myself if I knew I would forget

Wrote for a song on that old piano

By the pleasing piano alone

Keys to the harmonic melody

On white with black keys

It escapes me now and outright left

I only had it memorized the while I practiced

Guess if you do not play and replay

It leaves you like riches flying up away

The me of mine kept chasing my I

Gross miscalculation touched on regret

Just then I remembered myself

And my life’s calling faith as well

And the song was recorded in high heaven

By those already there for when I arrive

Would I Live?

I would very much like to live in Alaska

Where a dark of night is longer as weeks nestle

I would very much like to live in space

Where all the air is contained in a shuttle vessel

I would very much like to live at a buffet line

Where I should pick the fairest and finest to dine

I would very much like to live at a bug-tight jungle tree house

Where permanent vacation maybe makes it easier trying

I would very much like to live in Arabia

Where nice rich genies take care of you

I would very much like to live between bills

Where debts are paid up in full and worries are few

I would very much like to live with one wife

Where if so our whole life is spent some holding and having

I would very much like to live with answers

Where we know Who to go to when facing ominous telling

I would very much like to live in the U. S. of A.

Where rights are protected in time for my chances

I would very much like to live as a foreign land missionary

Where work to extend expands to establish saving stances

I would very much like to live in Israel

Where this promised land is being restored

I would very much like to live with Christ in heaven’s city

Where what practice of only teaching you is instead at reward

I would very much like to live at sea

Where the sight and sense of land comes and goes

I would very much like to live right here

Where it is that I have used to having worn my clothes

Young Child Smilin’ On A Summer’s Day

PART ONE: MORNING BEGINS

New day beginnin’

Dim light creepin’

Crisp air chillin’

Morning mist settlin’

Wet dew drippin’

Brown toad hoppin’

Bright sky awakenin’

Clear stream tricklin’

Lone doe listenin’

Loud birds chirpin’

Little rabbit starin’

Yellow ball risin’

PART TWO: MID-DAY STRETCHES ON

Sunshine shinin’

Long branches stretchin’

Damp air thickenin’

Calm lake waitin’

Tiny flies swarmin’

Baby duck divin’

Rainbow trout jumpin’

Butterfly wanderin’

Field flowers bloomin’

Busy bees gatherin’

Strong heat blarin’

Warm air breathin’

Green grass invitin’

Tall oak shadin’

Many ants haulin’

Gray squirrel twitchin’

Soft wind movin’

White clouds driftin’

Blue sky callin’

PART THREE: EVENING FADES

Warm rays surgin’

Dragon flies buzzin’

Cool breeze blowin’

Green leaves swayin’

Grass seas wavin’

Apple trees enticin’

Song birds callin’

Pair of geese landin’

Orange clouds hoverin’

Red glow fadin’

Distant hawk soarin’

Long day endin’

Young holy child smilin’

Instant Classic Poems

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Battle Day

With the at once I begin to hit the nail

Know the head is not only where I was aiming

You are supposed to figure out riddles

Knowing the differences are worth the claiming

The crows know we are eating to survive and revive

Then the spider also counts what lines she hears

Could you cancel what you can spell out for what not a lot

The real really calls for perfect love that casts to have no fear

It is no longer a test

When you are bettered by the best

And it does not feel good

To be less than great

Do not forget it is never over

Until someone else sings

The beginning of the end

Sometimes pretends like it is not happening

We do not have to like the hard rind

For it is the pits we toss to the going wind

Wherever you find you are far behind

It is in the heightened catch-up we become to begin a blend

Become another’s considerate kind

Keep it capably knowledgeable

Toss a match at the match you made

Work with knowledge dealt a make-up reliably

It is ever a losing battle

In the struggle the war is over

You learn to fight after all

Especially if the when is longer

We have been here at long length enough, found, alone, and reformed

Jokes are the judgment spokes especially old folks ballad

Laugh less often but what justice you do true-mans you

Where’s under unaware a new-me menu soup-or-salad dare be deemed SuperSalad?

Pray the way the day is stay

Tell the truth the God has a ministry house and a location-location-location nation

If perfection perfects then by all means start up again

Once the end is it will be no longer nor get lighter friend

Maybe someone wrote this before

And perhaps the answer begs the question

Attempting to tread deeper water

Is like trying to teach your own lesson

Pick the right door of as many as three out of a labyrinth of seven hedges

Forgo the tunnel with the light at the end when it is over and out

What keys you received helps you receive the more but if you forget we forfeit

Sow it; is all about man if spirits since cannot help deliverance prance another dance?

Tell us all on the morrow what showcase is the right door

Seeing between the rest in the other day/s to come have darkened

Why the sky lines are between us and the sun there is a reason

Would you yet caution will read to oversee the burdened?

Does questioning usually bring answers or just another fore?

Do two spire negatives make a dire positive fad stack?

Did double digits mean at the top there is more in store?

Will lunch go wrong if anything can after break-fast or is dinner supper supposed a

double trouble snack attack?

Brain Child

Eyes, the only part of your brain that you can see

The visible expression of your center of knowledge

Displaying the colors of your own personal mind

How they relate is an expression of the remarkable kind

Focusing physical vision into fields of landscape and areas of horizon

The brain, as encased in bone, your skull

Is the only bodily organ housed in this manner

Unless you count the guarding ribs all about the heart

While other organs, most all of them, are below your heart

The brain rests above the left-justified heart, being most unique

The brain has ear hearing apparati protruding on either side

And the brain has a nosy sniffing smeller pointing out from it

You can cover your external exposed part of your brain

Your eyes can be shut upon with those thin lids of yours

The brow shows sundry emotions on up over the top of things

Deeper in the non-blood pumping organ of that kind of heart

Your hair keeps your head warm

And thus your brain has its very own protecting heating addition

Each and all mechanisms in the procured assortment of highest creation

Allotted within the frame of spoken words unto formed mighty man in kind

From out of man, the woman without, good things in unexpected waiting surprise

From the mother of all living springs a created order of fruitful multiple generated

This brain is the material point where the immaterial spirit mind comes along

Touching on the natural body process mystically

What an organ thing your brain is

To house your mind

What an asset your mind is

To control your brain

We can learn to read with our brains

That is, deciphering smaller familiar shapes

Then converting them by secret decoding into remembered sound and speech

Expressions of thought in recorded words

Put written down but already recognized in our heads

You know we can make our feet move way away down there

And also below our hands are controlled

To even lift above our highest member in the upper middle

The head versus the tail we do not have leads us onward

Above all, this vital aspect counts

Some fictional aliens are just heads floating in machines

And our bodies seem to be purposed for getting our brains other places entirely

So child, take good care, do not hit yourself

Hating where it is you make all the decisions from

Choosing wisely enough to survive, thrive, and revive

Leaving room for gray matter to last throughout your long life

Bubble Nature

How is a degree symbol of a small circle

Representation like the 360 lines of degrees

Of an actual diagrammed oval shape,

Especially one of a perfect circle?

My, and how the miniscule atom and the giant globe strike similar

Why do horizons not end and are not bigger under the sky

As we travel around the round circle

Of the distance of this earth

Earth which holds us on, on any side?

My, and why was it created just like this and not else?

When people unite in cliques and groups

Does it seem like these are circles?

Overlapping when some of one group meet another

Conversing neither conversive nor conversant

My, and when can we all get along?

Where does the atmosphere end

And space begin?

This bubble we are under like a blue dome

Overhead as I am glad it does not pop like bubbles at a wedding

My, and where did it all begin?

What expands the bubbles on pizza crust

As it heats up in the ovens of restaurants

And what makes my milk bubble as it pours

Or I blow into it with a straw?

My, and what about these two foods going well together

Who makes your own space bubble yours?

If and because it would be comprised in private or compromised in public

Either in a prayer closet, meditation session, crowded stadium, or fair grounds

Are some people’s more radiant or encompassing than others?

My, and who invented cars’ glass-enclosed space bubbles to encase?

Because the trees and forests I see are not 1000’s of years old

Does this mean this part of the world is younger than the books say?

If this was all under water, and as far as the eye can see besides moreso

Or would the birds not die if we had not sinned?

My, and because it was only after most had drowned from not finding a perch

Due to me is that I get this life I live like a bubble up about me

Upon my parents conceiving me by the help of, the God

That we know innately what we are of and how long

With internal chronometers that can encase about she and I

My, and