T aking a revered bow, I convey my Gratitude
H IS grandeur, blessed are we together or in solitude
A ll days HE is omnipresent, bestowing Bliss
N ailing the sinners, hailing pious with peace
K eeping the equilibrium between Good and Evil
S ilently guiding Soul to see HIM piercing ignorance's veil
G oing rarely berserk with Natural Calamity
I ndicating HIS Orders are breached with impunity
V ery benevolently sharing HIS treasure
I n joy and sorrow always there to share
N ever ignoring prayers when need arises
G ranting wish when spiritually one rises
D evotion to HIM, Soul liberates for all times
A theist gets trapped in Life-Death cycle for crimes
Y elp one may, HIS way remain same for ALL, at ALL times
Poem Featured on November 7, 2010
( Entry for Members Contest - Thanksgiving Day by Danne Ann Smith-Johnsen)
T Though, it officially comes just once a year,
H Halleluejah! We should be thankful year long.
A Allowing others to gather near,
N not just for one day and then be gone.
K Keeping love within our hearts,
S sending our prayers of thanks, daily to God above.
G Graciously sharing our bounty in part,
I inviting the homeless and little lost doves.
V Vast, should be our generosity,
I instead of ignoring, so deliberate.
N Nothing else helps your soul to feel, so completely.
G Giving a helping hand and hope, to those less fortunate.
D Don't be fooled into thinking, you can't make a difference.
A As you sit down with a few family and friends,
Y you could have been some ones deliverance
For Thanksgiving Day contest
inspired by Dane Ann Smith Johnsen
“Thanksgiving’s Substance” (Internal rhyme)
T-hanks my soul for everlasting life, I am freed from mind’s strife,
H-eavenly Godly material, Love’s faith ethereal,
A-ngels appear as human flowers, they are of God’s powers
N-ever a thanksgiving cheer, without paranormal is clear,
K-ingships of which no strong winds, torments mustered of strife thus ends,
S-aving grace is thus evenly spaced, of Love’s happiness face,
G-iving honor not receiving, Love’s faith is in believing,
I-n core of a Godly being, is consciousness of seeing,
G-iving I am offering thanks, from love’s river of life’s banks,
I-n giving blessed gratitude, I shall give in multitude,
N-o more of storm clouds shall arise, as the illusion subsides,
G-od’s gift given all of Himself, reception is all that is left!
D-ocile of love’s complete bliss, by the Master Wisdom’s sweet kiss,
A-re illusions of prehensile self, as carnal mind I shelf,
Y-es, thanksgivings complete, as my new persona love I greet!
For Contest: Thankgiving Day
In Honor of Dane Ann smith Johnsen
T o all the friends who
H ave supported me,
A day is dedicated.
N ot only were you
K eeping me in your prayers, but
S ending uplifting thoughts my way,
G iving me hope when
I could find none within, during
V ery stressful times.
I toast your friendship
N ow and always ,
G rateful for your loving ways.
D o you know how much it meant
A s you stood by my side?
Y our support, my friends, I will never forget.
*For Dane Ann's Thanksgiving Day Acrostic contest
Thankful for a depth of things.
Happy for a heart that sings.
All my loved ones I hold dear.
Never do they cease to cheer!
Kisses from the one I love.
Sent to me finally from above.
Gifts of hearing and good sight.
I can sing and I can write.
Various instruments I can play.
In the evening I kneel to pray.
Never lacking what to say.
Giving thanks for this bountiful day!
Peace, the kind the Master gives
Requires faith that He will provide.
Ask all things, as according to His will
Yielding to Him, your fears and doubts.
Enjoy the comfort only He can provide,
Rest in His love, as that of Father and child.
Serenity can be found beyond understanding.
Forge hope, a stronghold of faith, yet unseen.
Offer thanksgiving for God’s wonderful blessings.
Remember, He also wants His children to be healthy.
Lori, please know that you are loved beyond your circle.
Others, upon your behalf, petitions God for your healing.
Resounding voices are lifted up, desiring joy for your family
Indeed we ask, “Render, O God, your tender mercy!”
Through the years of harvests and droughts domain
Happy for each blesing the thankful heart remain
Abundance of faith supply the feast of famished souls
Nurtured in contentment where the season rolls
Kindness is the door that welcome men from grief
Sunshine brings hope cornocupia from the fall's dry relief
God bids gather family and kin, bids us remember
Incessant answers to incessant prayers, so we may praise
Victories from his throne. What change then would canker
Implores of piety? What bowels empty where bread decays?
Nature tells with laden tongues that God provides
Give the gift of joy's thanksgiving till time subsides.
Deity is the beginning of cherished hopes and dreams
Anchor now the roots of trust within his silver streams
Yesterday is but a myth, the sun forever ripen gleams.
Tummy, Tummy, oh poor Tummy!
Heaping, steaming platters behold.
A bounty splendorous and yummy,
Nuts to pies to cranberry mold.
Kitchen simmering with flavor,
Smells that cause the nose to rise.
Gather in a whiff to savor,
Indulge behind two droopy eyes.
Voices lure you from your dreaming,
Invite you to your favored chair,
Give you silverware all gleaming,
Do together a Thanksgiving prayer.
And, Tummy, Tummy stop your stressing …
Yams, green beans, creamed corn, rolls with butter, celery sticks and carrot sticks,
mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, turkey and … dressing
Giving of that which is due,
Granting what is from the heart true.
Right is this simple action,
Run then from careless distraction.
Attitude is that which is at the center,
Apathy must one not allow to enter.
Thanksgiving is this central theme,
Therefore this all should scream.
Insolence must quickly disappear,
Introspection is what is dear.
Totality is needed in expression,
Timidity should be in regression.
Uplifting for those who comply,
Understood by all who try.
Depression is, therefore, gone,
Dependence must be on God alone.
Expression is the desired end,
Excitement to you it will send.
Amber tints the harvest moon while chimneys, again, heave hazy sighs
Umber puddles invite schoolyard boots as geese part an iris sky
Topaz fields grow pumpkins and golden gourds trim our Thanksgiving
Ultra-violet days are long gone for fall’s hues are more forgiving
Maroon festoons tall maple trees, grey squirrels chatter while blue jays play
Navy umbrellas shield pale faced heroes come Remembrance Day
By Cyndi MacMillan, August 15, 2012
Written for Russell Sivey's Autumn Colours Contest
( THANKSGIVING )
Turkey is ate during a celebration of family.
Hugs are given to the ones we love and cherish.
Another football game for all the fans.
Nature is visited among the great outdoors.
Kids enjoy watching parades on tv.
School is out and no homework.
Games are played with grandma and grandpa.
Income tax is on alot of minds.
Various christmas movies are watched.
Insist on being nice to others.
November is almost gone.
Grace is poured out to the ones that need it.
Turkey oh turkey what can I say
Unbelievable tenderness is what we want this day
Relishing each tasty morsel with so much glee
Kindness in the air for everyone and me
Even gramps can’t growl as we bow to pray
Yes dear Lord, thank you for our blessings today
Thank you God for this bountiful
Harvest, we gather together for
Another year of cookery and devotion, to
Nourish our bodies and our souls, while
Kindred spirits convey the love, that is
Shared throughout the year, eternally
Grateful for friends and family that are near.
Incredible feast that is devoured, as the
Volume rises on the chatter, contented
In the knowledge there will be more
Nougats of sweetness on the platter, we
Gather and give thanks to God today
Dear God, we thank you for this day
And all the blessings you bestow, may
Your love and light; always guide our way
T urkey roasting in the oven.
H ope our guests will not be late.
A ppetite is activating,
N ow it's very hard to wait.
K ith and kin are soon arriving,
S ome are driving, some by air.
G ot to get the gravy started,
I n a short time they'll be here.
V ast amount of mashed potatoes
I hope I have remembered all,
N ot forgetting sliced tomatoes.
G reeting guests now in the hall.
D ear Lord, we thank you for this food
A nd all blessings sent our way.
Y es Lord, we thank you for this day.
For Thanksgiving acrostic contest
Thomas Turkey is trying to avoid the dreaded chopping block!
He's trying to become inconspicuous amongst the teeming flock!
As you thank the Good Lord this year for your many blessings,
Nothing would taste sweeter than Peking duck with your dressings!
Kith and kin, may I recommend, might prefer a roast of beef.
Surely, that would save my friends and me a whole heap o' grief!
Goose, roasted tender and brown, you might consider for your fare.
Instead of turkey to grace your board, how about some wild hare!
Vanity, the haughty eagles's trait, which I think is so absurd,
Is what won it the honor of being selected for the national bird!
Now, 'tis well known that Mr. Franklin wanted us for that role.
Good try, Ben my boy! May God bless your thoughtful soul!
During the Thanksgiving Season I'm finding it so hard to relax,
As I scurry about to and fro trying to elude that fearsome axe!
You'd be dining on roasted eagle for Thanksgiving if Ben had had his way!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 7 in Dane Ann Smith-Johnson's "Thanksgiving Day" Contest - Dec 2010
T The fields have ripened in time for the harvest
H How golden the earth basks, in all of it's glory!
A A lesson in history, returns with Fall breezes
N Nothing can dim this seasonal story
K Keeping alive
S Songs of the past
G Gifts of Thanksgiving
I In legends that last.
V Visions of ancestors...greeting and sharing
I In a new land, a new life, among strangers and caring
N November reminders that Thanksgiving is this.....
G Good will exists!
D Do we remember, this day in Novemember?
A Are we still living, the gift of Thanksgiving?
Y Yesterday asks, with each golden sunrise...are we up to the task?
Oh, the joy of autumn days
Chilly mornings, warmed by the first cup of coffee
The anticipation of Thanksgiving and Christmas
Oatmeal for breakfast - it sticks to the ribs
Beams of sunlight peeping through the blinds
Embers from last night's fire still in the fireplace
Remnants of a late night snack
Memories of bygone years before the kids left home
Occupied by thoughts of laughter
Recalling the days when they were growing up
Nestled in their beds, all toasty and warm
It will never be the same, but oh, the memories
New days ahead to reflect on
Grateful to God for His bountiful blessings
Satisfied life filled with the richness of a loving family
1 October 2011
For the contest - October
Turkey is being eaten,
Here and there,
Are members of the
Neighborhood and family.
Kind words of gratitude are
Spoken. Many are giving
God thanks for life, the
Ingredients for success, blood flow through our
Veins, and for food, fun, and fellowship
In a trying time such as this.
Never neglecting sharing
Great tidings and holiday treats.
Dads are watching the many
Athletic events on the T.V.
Yes, Thanksgiving is a great holiday to me.
T hanksgiving, yes that's when we have delicious Tom Turkey.
He has 2 drumsticks on the end of his feeT...
U nderneath Old Tom is a big fat juicy breast.
Some people on Thanksgiving prefer just the breast do yoU
R unning to and fro in the field, it's hard to catch Old Tom.
If this were a movie Old Tom would be the staR
K eeping fat and sassy, he stays ready until
a few days before Thanksgiving, and guess who they seeK
E veryone is ready to see that rascal roasted golden
brown and sitting on a platter in the middle of the tablE
Y es the turkey is stuffed and on the table ready.
Everyone count your blessings. For it's Thanksgiving DaY
To all wo crave turkey...good appetite and good health!
Utilize your skills in creating charm in a bright dining room.
Round up the best ideas for success, ask if you need help.
Kidding yourself is absurd, get all the help from friends.
Enamor yourself with dinnerware and silverware that match.
Yearn for an athmosphere so warm, cheerful and elegant.
Allow kindness when dealing with kids who spill apple cider.
Nobody should be privileged to say Grace but the host.
Dance afterward with everyone in the decorated living room.
Papa can smoke his cigar, if it doesn't bother the guests.
Unity should be stronger on this day when all thank the Lord.
Major issues about noises, caused by children, should be ignored.
Pretend that Thanksgiving Day is the last one they'll ever see.
Keyboard should play Hymns of thanks, not songs they all like.
Inside the fireplace, the red log crackles reminiscing Thansgivings past.
Nag not when the dog chases the cat under the table...laugh!
Parents should be soft, not harsh...let Thansksgiving be a fun day!
Inside the fireplace the log crackles...reminishing of Thanksgivings past.
Endure the screams and the fights a little longer...no child is an angel.
Say the final prayer of gratitude as everyone bows their heads.
Table set with yummy things -a
Holiday for food
Apple pie and pumpkin roll- that
Nice Aunt Donna brings
Kids run up and down the stair
Singing through the day
Giving thanks for childish things
In each and every way
Very hungry gentlemen
Inspecting every dish
Needing each a plate or ten- a
Grand Thanksgiving wish!
Thanksgiving with my Family
Thursday is the day our country has chosen to celebrate
Happy gathering of friends and family
Another year to give thanks for our many blessings
New Babies to kiss
Kids whose growth is measured and exclaimed over
Sameness of tradition celebrated..
Gastronomic extravaganza served with love
Imprudent jokes by Uncle Dave
Vertical becomes horizontal after the meal
Incredible snores from the front room
NINERS lose yet again...
Grateful for family, friends and the food...we head for home.
For the Thanksgiving contest...
The turkey is cooked,
Ham will be done soon.
All the family has gathered,
Nibbling since noon.
Kitchen is full,
Sauces are simmering.
Guests feel at home,
Insisting on helping.
Variety of foods
In Mother's best dishes.
Now to say grace,
Give thanks and best wishes.
Do it all over
Again next year.
You have to be thankful for family so dear.
for Dane Ann's Thanksgiving Day acrostic contest
To my beautiful daughters who I'm so very thankful for.
Heaven showered down it's waters on my life giving me so much more.
Acrostic poem of thankfulness with a huge smile on my face.
Never have I felt so blessed, and I long for my babies embrace!
Kisses, hugs, kind comments can show your thankfulness to others.
So special love to sisters, brothers, dads, and especially mothers!
Generosity can go a long way, so always express your gratitude.
If it's inspiration you need on this Thanksgiving Day, then enjoy grandma's food!
Visiting family and friends, and making amends can do wonders for the soul!
It can be an exciting Thanksgiving weekend, just watch the kids around the chocolate bowl!
No one should be alone on this day, so invite a friend over for a glorious meal.
Giving love to others should always be the way for you can help a wounded heart to heal!
*Wrote for Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen's contest Thanksgiving Day!
The lord sends us thanksgiving each year,
Holy memories of parents and children reunited,
A beautiful autumn walk, leaves blushing colors,
New reasons for worshipping God,
Kind and thoughtful days at church,
Songs of worship and thanksgiving,
God sends us many excellent blessings
Islands of traditions, blessing humanity,
Very devout time of year,
Ideas to transcend conformity,
Now the tables are set decoratively,
Goodness and thankfulness to the Lord.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
This day that we eat
Holiday that we feast
And let us not forget
Keep a light on in the least
Support those who care
Give a hand to those
Inspire others who are
Very much indisposed
Influence your circle
Nothing but love will do
Say, "thank you."
Has lots of good food
And gratitude, sometimes moods.
Not all celebrate it;
Keeping this in mind,
So you can gain perspective from woes of humankind.
Go to a native pow-wow
In any state, at all;
Very often natives will tell you about how
In their own words, about the death call.
Not celebrating thanksgiving,
Grants them the respect they deserve.
Because of that first Thanksgiving;
Every tribe has suffered and observed;
Tears, trials and deceit;
Ran, as they were thrown a bad curve.
Along Americas’ rivers, lakes and even streams;
Yes many folk have suffered.
As a result, they have a traumatic past, of lost dreams;
Legacies of sorrow; for their pain’s, not one bit buffered.