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Details | Rhyme |
I sense the fullness 
in fleeting moments
At those rare times 
I'm able to let go of me
The ebbs and flows 
of non linear thinking
when I am part of the everything 
I was born to be

For within the simple
Magnificence is grasped
The beginning precedes an ending
that in the future will be passed
Over and under 
all the spaces in between
If we look only with our eyes
the answers won't be seen

Quiet is not time wasted
each moment we have has been lent
Some things don't require saying
Through actions we learn what is meant
Feel the power of pausing
Within a moment thoughts can crystallize 
By choosing to listen with intention 
We learn the wheres and whys

Observations is much more important 
then any of my (me)s or (I)s
I often get lost within my own talking
and hold onto my wordy lies
When I use a different kind of perspective
I hear the whispering of the Wise
Floating upon eternal verses
as within my being they steadily rise

Viewing the mosaic of all creation
The wonder of how all things interconnect
the order of God's magnificence 
creates inner peace and Holy respect
My thoughts are no longer singular
Like droplets of water ideas collect
The things in life most important
I see things I didn't expect
For no person is truly independent 
Through God's grace we draw every breath
Here within this total miracle 
I've witnessed God's width and His depth!


I believe our souls recognize our creator when we are in tune with God's Creation.



Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016




Details | Terza Rima |
The Holy Dust of Creation’s Seed Sown

Born from this ancient dust of creation's seed sown now so true,
Whilst sparkling inside a mystical divine light on this dark night,
I’m nourished from the living waters—the oceans deep and blue. 

Majestic wings rise high in the waves basking in Heaven’s light,
Crowning the blest halo golden ring around this angel very dear,
Whilst I kiss warmly the salt of the deep oceans stirring at night. 

Spiced now in a seabed, a rainbow’s gem shineth pure so clear,
That a traveler in this radiant world of delight knows real love
Is what we all seek as sparkling diamonds now appear so near. 

Where the rivers flow down a mountain’s verdant slope because
There, in the highs and lows of these rivers, tears soak the Earth,
Falling and rising from the dust, ashes are memories of what was.

I have abounding faith in this life’s bond as Nature begins her rebirth,
Eclipsed by a peerless beauty inside, wild passions grown now strong.
A liquid sphere appears in our mortal lives reaching its point of girth.

In the cerulean oceans mystic gulls cry deep echoes bringing us along.
We find peace kneeling as a psychic mantel covers our thoughts pure,
As that special circle of brilliance radiates within life’s treat so strong.

By God’s hand the ancient dust of creation’s seed is with us to assure,
Mankind’s perpetuity on Earth as part of His most holy divine vision.
Only God knows mankind’s destiny rests in His divine hands for sure.

The ancient dust of creation’s seed is part of God’s omnipotent precision,
For He’s the one who shall guide us all heavenward by His final decision.

Gary Bateman, Michael Clarke, and Liam McDaid
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 10, 2017 (Terza Rima)

Terza Rima Rhyming Sequence: aba   bcb   cdc   ded   efe   fgf   ghg   hh

Format Note: This poem employs the traditional rhyming scheme used by 
Dante Alighieri in “The Divine Comedy,” ending with a couplet, rhyming
with the previous tercet’s middle line.

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2017

Details | Narrative |
A Tree

I’m a tree lining a country road
Along with hundreds of other
Trees in the direction of a verdant
Forest—full of scenic wonder and 
Teaming with life.

All of us stand tall and firm with
Such majestic beauty and geometric
Symmetry and precision which is
Evident from the angles and curves
Of each tree and the fact we all
Practically line up in a straight line.

The simplicity and beauty we display
To the human eye disguises the actual
Complexity beneath the surface of our
Existence which could even be likened
To some form of a thought-provoking
Algebraic equation. 

We all represent the wizardry of Mother 
Nature and the divine thought of God and
Have been an integral part of this Earth
Far longer than Mankind—and do we have
Some stories that we could share with you! 

As a tree I’m nurtured daily by our Earth,
But as I take, I also give back and help to 
Bring balance to Earth’s daily Carbon 
Dioxide output in the greater scheme of
The worldwide environment.

And so, as a Tree, my life and function
As a living organism and an entity here 
On Earth is a testament to the wonder of 
Creation, and both the marvel and mystery
Of the Universe, and the omnipotence and
Divine power of God.

Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman 
– A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(May 12, 2015) (Narrative)

*Originally written on February 15, 2015 for my new book.

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015




Details | Roundel |
Before the beginning of time when Chaos ruled Hell and Night
Into the depths of this Cosmos, a Paradise, perfectly placed.
Above this darkness, a heaven drawn forth in a burst of light
Before the beginning of time

From the Garden of Eden, henceforth, Adam and Eve were disgraced
Lo!  A fallen angel  changed himself to a serpent in Eve’s sight
Banished, they fled before God to a wilderness, forever displaced.

Forbidden fruit had shown them the difference of wrong from right.
In Pandemonia,  Demons conspired, sin and death be interlaced.
God sacrificed his Son to save them  - from Hell's eternal plight.
Before the beginning of time

Suzanne Delaney

For Suzette Crous
Roundel Competition

Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2013

Details | Elegy |
Know Thyself
(one of the two Delphic commands of Apollo)



For years before the narrow windows of my senses
                                                                       I stood,
Trying to pierce the nebulous world of outer reality,
                                                                   Hoping to find GOD,
One year was following the other but I was: 
                                                                 Still wondering,
                                                                          Still inquiring,
                                                                               Still demanding.

I was lost in the tenebrous world of materiality’s
                                                                  Phenomena, 
While the true essence of things, evasive 
                                                           As ever,
Persistently escaped the grasp of my confused
                                                                  Perception, 

Unable to see behind the impenetrable veil
                                                             Of Isis,
And disappointed with reason’s constant 
                                                            Failure,
My impatient voice towards the starry heavens I lifted,
                                                                   Asking aloud:

              Where are Thee, oh LORD?

For I have been seeking for Thee so many years now,
But I have found Thee not!

I have kept my eyes wide-open in order to see,
As many colors of Thy creation as possible,
And not even for a moment have I shut them, 
For fear I missed Thy resplendent light,
But I saw Thee not!

I have kept my ears wide-open in order to hear
As many sounds of Thy creation as possible,
And not even for a second have I covered them up
For fear I missed Thy sacred voice,
But I heard Thee not!

I have kept my hands extended in order to touch
As many things of Thy creation as possible
And not even for a minute have I held them back,
For fear I missed Thy spiritual touch
But I touched Thee not!

I have kept my nostrils wide-open in order to scent
As many perfumes of Thy creation as possible
And not even for an instant have I held my breath
For fear I missed Thy holy aroma
But I scent Thee not!


I have become a famed gourmet in order to taste
As many delicacies of Thy creation as possible
And not even for an hour have I withheld my appetite
For fear I missed Thy heavenly feast
But I tasted Thee not! 

                           WHY?

Then, the thunderous voice of the Lord, 
Coming deep down from the twilight of time,
Tearing the eternal heavens apart
Answered me and said:

Dear innocent child of Mine; hasn’t time taught you,
That I am neither to be seen by eyes
Nor to be heard by ears?
That I am not to be touched by hands
Nor to be scent by nostrils?
That I am not to be tasted by palates
But I am only to be felt by enraptured hearts?


Trembling and puzzled, in a shaky timid voice,
                                                          I dared ask:

How could this be done, oh Lord?
For I am so weak and ignorant, I do not know
                                                               The way

And the compassionate voice of the Lord answered me
                                                                    And said:

Don’t call yourself weak and ignorant for
I have endowed you with power and knowledge
                                                                     So great,
You have only to unearth this incalculable treasure
Hidden deep down in your soul and you will be 
In touch with Me, with eternity, with the universal law,
With the light, with the truth and every single existence,
But first you have to listen carefully to what I command:

Close your eyes for they cannot see Me
And cover your ears for they cannot hear Me 

Pull back your hands for they cannot touch Me
And hold your breath for it cannot scent Me

Shut your mouth for it cannot taste me
And stand completely still in order for you 
To sense Me 

At once I rushed to Obey His divine command, so:

I closed my eyes and saw no more
And covered my ears and heard no more

I pull back my hands and touched no more
And held my breath and scent no more

I shut my mouth and tasted no more
And stood dead still for a moment,
                                  Just for a moment alone!

And BEHOLD:

I felt His ethereal presence enveloping my heart
And I saw His celestial light caressing my mind
And I heard His heavenly voice calling to my spirit
And I touched His angelic essence with my elated thought
And I scent His seraphic aroma with my sacred, now, breath
And I tasted His rapturous divinity with my blissful soul. 

Then, immendiatly, the gates of revelation opened their 
                                                                               Passages wide
And in a magnificent lofty parade, in front of my soul’s 
                                                                               Dazzled eyes
The mysteries of life, one by one, were unveiled to the last
                                                                   Thus making everything known.


And now my enraptured self, jubilant before the eternal truth,
                                                                          In ecstasy exclaims:

Thank you, oh Lord for showing me Thy blessed Essence,
                                                      Thank Thee, for I know Thee now!

And the Lord enigmatically smiled at me and with His 
                                                           Divine thought tenderly declared: 

No my loving child, you only know YOURSELF!



                           © Demetrios Trifiatis
                               
 

Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2012

Details | Classicism |
I awoke to find the tall splendor of the world,
in those cosmic canyons,
shearing darkness ----
in the pallet of some ethereal night;
ancient with desire.....
to Illume the thick shadow of hades itself 

Not death nor mortal doubt
couldst thou flee from me,
mighty as Aphrodite ----
Shooting thy silver smile 
beautiful as heaven's promise!

In your shimmering I see hope,
for the heart which beholds thy majesty 
the world could fade,
yet you remain.....
a friendly face if none should be found,
but you.....
that thou Creator dost reveal;
my soul,
ageless as thee
(am spun from the same loom)

Copyright © Keith O.J. Hunt | Year Posted 2017

Details | Verse |

Nearly everyday, the 
     nascency of new lives 
         never fails to inspire;
Nature's numinous blush 
     narrates an old story -
Nightingale or nacre, 
     noble designs of God.


05/01/2017

Copyright © Jo Daniel | Year Posted 2017

Details | Dramatic monologue |


don't know if human's will ever see every soul born, is right where it's meant to be For the rich to become the richest there has to be a place for the poorest The entire world is built up from the same level of dirt each soul is born without knowledge to cause hurt Humanity teaches us what a human's life is worth, by money and glory I am to believe all lives are priceless, every soul fit's to tell Earth's story The luckiest to be born, is that of a poor man he learn's the treasures, of everything he can Those born into all riches, have no true understanding of richness seeing us not as human's, but those living in poverty as an illness Love start's from the soul, and from there it is taught to grow the rich find another kind of love, one only brought with dough Love, trust, compassion and grace defining the difference in richest and wealth t'is the beggar off the street, who climbs the toughest road to earn his wealth He is the most blessed man, he is rewarded with the most valuable key for his wealth is humanly uncountable, for only God know's the value of he...

Copyright © Denise Hopkins | Year Posted 2013

Details | Narrative |
God's Return Ticket

Did you ever wonder about the Almighty’s criteria or selection process for reincarnation of souls back on Earth? Just think some famous politician, movie star, sports figure,criminal, dictator, and so on could use “God’s Return Ticket” to appear once again on our earthly plane one day as another person in body and spirit. Yet, how would you react as a transient soul in God’s Kingdom if you found out that your return options would be perhaps as an elephant, a gorilla, a lion, a toad, a snake, a bird, a dog, a cat, a fish, a whale, a snail, an octopus, a flower, a tree, an insect or even some type of inanimate object. The possibilities when one thinks about these options could be practically unlimited!
    
Now that I’ve maybe captured or at least heightened your attention to this spiritual possibility (even if just for the sake of conversation), imagine for a moment in the reveries of your mind and imagination of what it might be like to return to Earth as one the following:

A Former Man as a Woman: This time around you might have a definite edge since you subconsciously know how men think.

A Former Dictator as a Peacemaker: Historical first-hand knowledge of having been a brutal leader may enhance your efforts in negotiating peace in the world. (One can only hope!)  

A Former Hobo as a Wealthy Person: You’ve got a man now who may be respectful of those who are less fortunate. Such a wealth person may become a budding philanthropist. 

A Former Criminal as a Man of God (priest/rabbi/minister): Well this would be a turn-around whereby a former criminal now has the advantage of being a Man of God and has a direct connection to what he perpetrated and experienced when he was on the other side of the law. This experience may make him a better priest, rabbi or minister in the end. 

An Elephant: A quite stately and wonderful mammal indeed whose presence certainly enhances the Animal-Mammal Kingdom on Earth. Elephants are vegetarians and by their nature are not a threat to anyone. Returning as one today could be problematic given the mindless decimation of their herds worldwide by merciless poachers and criminals who represent one of the most sadistic and despicable parts of the “human race” today. (Let us all hope these individuals go straight to “Hell” when they die one day for what they’re doing to our elephants!)

A Gorilla: This could be viewed as a step back from whence you came as a human being, that is, depending on your views and belief system concerning evolution. I would think though it would be better to come back as a Gorilla in the wild than being one in a zoo. At least you would have your freedom, but then the challenge to this would be doing your best to survive the many poachers who would be trying to capture or kill you and your Gorilla loved ones!

A Lion: This choice might not be so bad. Just think, you could return as the “King of the Jungle.” A word of caution is in order though: stay in the wild and avoid being captured and put in a zoo or your “King of the Jungle” days will be past tense.														
A Toad: Just think, you’d acquire the unusual ability to hop around on “all-fours,” eating your favorite insects, and making croaking sounds all through the night.

A Snake: These reptiles are scary and are probably not the first reincarnation of choice. The real question might be what type of snake would one come back as. Good Luck! 

A Bird: Coming back as a bird would give you a chance to switch over to a diet of worms and help you to develop and hone your skills chirping and whistling all day long. Enchanting!

A Dog: This could be an interesting return to the mortal world. The question would be what size and type of dog you would come back as, and would you be the “quite type” or a “barker.” At least you’ll be man’s best friend.

A Cat: Being reincarnated as a cat would make you very popular with cat lovers and just think—you may end up inheriting the complete gene set for the nine lives’ gift of regeneration. Not bad at all! 

A Fish: Returning as a fish may give you satisfaction in knowing that you are a vital part of the world’s food consumption. If you come back as a specialty fish this might not be the case. Beware of returning as a Piranha, unless you plan revenge on someone who wronged you in a previous life. But as a Piranha—you won’t have many friends.

A Whale: Returning as one of these majestic mammals might indeed be a quite fabulous experience. Size matters in this instance and commands respect, but beware of poachers—another courtesy of mankind—at its very worst.

A Snail: This existence back on planet Earth may not be the most pleasant for you’ll be subjected to possibly being eaten or squashed by an inattentive passerby. Your very slow self-mode of movement will be challenging too.

An Octopus: Imagine your ready mobility in the sea and the newfound extent of your manual dexterity as you move under the water. You could be the new found hit of the underwater sea party!

A Flower: This could a wonderful experience especially if you were to be a radiantly beautiful flower. You would be a welcome addition to the plant world and could be the focus of people who seek out your beauty or perhaps want to pick you as a symbol of love and emotions. Think Red Rose!

A Tree: Well a tree may give a reincarnated soul a chance at a much longer finite life on Earth before dying or being destroyed by man. At least one would have the satisfaction of knowing that their presence as a tree would help improve the carbon dioxide imbalance on our planet. 

An Insect: A lot of insects are really nasty, but if you can make it back as a Honey Bee or Butterfly that would be grand.

An Inanimate Object: Just think you could come back as a plain old rock or stone or a seashell.

Enjoy these possibilities! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – February 7, 2015
(Narrative)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Cinquain |

Alone,

In wonder of

The glory of God’s light,

I stand in brilliance of all life...

With Him.


© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved


~3rd Place~
Visual #7, Lone Tree
Contest: An American Beauty
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Judged 01/25/2015

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

Details | Terza Rima |
Our Cosmic Existence

We think what we know but the key confusion is always there,
When we ponder situations or events that have such high import,
And what we're used to dealing with daily at times on a mere dare.

In this cosmic realm what we don’t know we must try to purport, 
Significant because of the infinite nature of deep dark outer space, 
Which points toward an existential dichotomy of a most special sort.
 
Our knowledge of what we don’t know is of such an infinite pace, 
Confounding whole the mortal complexity of a cosmic coldness,
And defying our very consciousness in the monotony of dark space.
 
We must confront our cosmic existence with such confident boldness,
While calculating what we know and don’t—without any hint of fear,
And seek a God-given azimuth beyond this aura of a fearful coldness. 

Our cosmic existence lies in God’s light beyond this darkness and fear,
Meaning we must reach out beyond our mortal state in an aura of grace,
With our thoughts, our hearts, and our feelings so God can make all clear.

We can pursue this ethereal challenge now living in our human race,
While realizing we must reach out with God’s help to find this light,
And prepare one day for our mortal transition beyond to God’s place.

Our cosmic existence then is the two-way effort that we must get right,
As we seek out and find our way to Him spiritually beyond our short life;
Confident in our trek through a pathless land toward eternity into the light.

Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (May 1, 2015) (Terza Rima)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Narrative |
Recipe-How to make a human from scratch

Start with a large amount of dirt.
Add sufficient water to moisten.
Mix together until becomes clay like.
Shape and mold according to your will.

Add generous amounts of
1.  Intelligence
2.  Conscience
3.  Spiritual need.
4.  Creative ability
5  Desirable qualities like: 
Love Justice Wisdom and Mercy

Mix in the ability to reproduce according
to it's kind.

Lastly, breathe into it the breath of life
Wait until breathing on it's own.

Supply enough nutrient filled air and
food to sustain it forever.

That's it! Now you have a human!

The proof that this recipe works:

Scientists admit our bodies are 
made up of elements from the ground
in fact we need to supplement our bodies 
with minerals from the ground 
to replenish what is lost.

The greatest ingredient in the human body
by volume is water which we also
need to replenish daily.

Scientists also recognize that all humans have
intelligence to a greater or lesser degree.

Also, unless there is a defect 
we all have a conscience.

Something that separates us from the animals 
is our innate need to worship, 
to understand where we come from 
and ponder the meaning of life.

Artistic and creative ability also 
is something that appears to be innate 
in all humans to a greater or lesser degree.

Qualities of Love Justice Wisdom and Mercy
are essential to continued happiness, 
happiness also is a condition 
that is not necessary for life
but adds to it.

Reproductive powers are 
obviously needed to continue the species.

The force of life, 
the spark to initiate life, 
breathing and eating are 
necessary to sustain life.

All of this was done already 
so we don't have to worry.

Something to think about...
if this recipe was originally 
a product of blind chance,
random selection, and then
natural selection and survival of the fittest

try taking the ingredients to your 
favourite recipe and randomly 
select and mix and cook 
according to blind chance...
how would it turn out?

And if natural selection 
and survival of the fittest
produced a stronger species, 
what purpose does
creativity in arts and literature 
have to do with survival?

Does not all of this 
lead one to believe
that humans are a product 
from an intelligent designer 
with a purpose?

You decide!

John Derek Hamilton
April 29.2016


Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016

Details | Couplet |
I am the wind thru the trees

The apple blossom on fragrant breeze

A solitary sunbeam on a cloudy day

The rhythm of life as the tall oaks sway

 

I am the stream teaming with life

And the orchard, sweet, when all is ripe

Before creation was spoken to be

I am that I am, and I am He


Christopher Thor Britt
Motif: Spiritual

Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2013

Details | Couplet |
Moments in God’s Cosmic Time

A fleeting, finite time space one now may define;
A flash of seconds for poets to see and find rhyme.

Fashioning a human understanding of God’s Time,
Gives us a hint continuant, complex too—yet Divine!

Einstein’s E = mc2 gives us all a most gifted treasure,
With “c” as light’s constant nature for us to measure.

These moments can concatenate continuously as one,
Or may be revealed in time by mere eye-blinks for fun.

By teasing our thoughts, God infuses our spirits now bold,
With life’s knowledge over time, worth more than all gold! 

Being of God’s self-image defines who we each are in life;
It’s for each of us to master our destiny before earthly strife.  

Teasing our thoughts with heavenly images of eidetic clarity,
God speaks to us all subliminally over time—never as a rarity!

God's the only true divine mystic when it comes to Cosmic Time,
And the master for setting the Universe in perfect Cosmic Rhyme! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
December 12, 2015 (Couplet)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
~Creator~ (Rhyme) I praise You!Oh! my sweet Lord!for everything You've done You created all the Angels,the whole universe and man You love us so much that You sent us even your Begotten Son Oh, I adore and worship You forever and ever for all your wonderful plan You worked continually and well for all of those whole six days Setting each and everything in their rightful and intended place It was You God, my Lord, who made it all of this happened and only You You were the One who did it, and not a ' Big Bang' and that's the whole truth!the case You decided to create everything in six days and took a rest upon the seventh day After you made man you just smiled for all the wonderful job you've done in every single way Every star and sun twinkles and sings You praises and glory, oh well,since time began You created everything and set it exactly where it belongs perfectly,I know it was You who did it, in every single way The human body is in itself a real work of art, its design is a complex and perfect machine designed in all its beauty and complexity,by only,You O' my Lord and Savior!My heart and lips adore and worship you forever and always,for all You've done for us all the way through. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015
April.14.2015 Authors notes: Reference Tap in to the truth - Scripture reading: John 3:16 FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY SON,THAT WHOEVER BELIEVES IN HIM SHALL NOT PERISH BUT HAVE ETERNAL LIFE. -JOHN 3:16 ~IN GOD I TRUST!~

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
Who flames the lilies of the field?
And the silver gladsome stars
Or puts a blanket,towering shield
 From heaven's meteor darts.

Who grace the air in alluring sweetness?
And rivers above the expanse
Who clothes them all in retreatness?
To shout,to praise,to dance!

Who gives the rose the purest love   
And the dews its silver -white
Or the blushing trees with arms above
That shakes within the light.

From regions far,to oceans near
Our God he smiles his beauty
From perfumed larks,to the leaping deer
Creation wields his duty!

Copyright © Mustapha Mohammed | Year Posted 2013

Details | Sonnet |
Et Portæ Inferi Non Valebit
(And the gates of hell will not prevail)


Gates of Hell shall never ever prevail
promulgation of Truth forever stands.
Soul and Spirit each rings a sounding bell
Fate's ruthless results judges all the lands.

Vanities of all men foolishly praised
Spirit's dark desires bearing bitter fruit.
Rejection of He that was truly raised
lies and corruption are the stolen loot.

Righteous hearts look to Heavenly skies
sincere prayers, deliver such bless reward.
Mankind races onward using blinded eyes
to an ending very bitter and hard.

In the dark shadow of this evil world.
Our Creator's redemption has been hurled!

Robert J. Lindley, 10-11-2014


Sonnet:
Syllables Per Line:  10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10  
Total # Syllables:  140  
Total # Lines:  17  (Including empty lines)  
Total # Words:  93

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
The Many Ways God Speaks To Us There are many ways God’s seeking To make Himself known. But is man listening and looking To understand Nature’s revealing crown. It talks to our human senses Every waking moment of the day. And in the night so deep and dark, His starry heavens come into play. In the smile of a new born baby And those tiny hands so sweet, God shows us His creation glory Our own image to repeat. In Spring it is the flowers And their aromatic perfume; The lambs frisking with each other; Birds and their babies singing the same tune. In the lakes and babbling brooks He speaks to us as well. Full of fish and waterfalls— Many ignored stories to tell. The wind whispering through the trees But never can be seen; Sways the tallest of the forest; Then disappears like a dream. We see Him in the thunder storm And in lightning bolts so bright. They light up His majestic heavens, Even in the darkest night. In the white snow of winter, When those flakes begin to fall, Gently in their uniqueness They rest to cover one and all. If we would but look and listen To see God’s many ways Of teaching us precious lessons Of obedience and praise. Stars in their trackless courses Follow their appointed place and time. Why does man think he’s so different; Self-sufficient, yet needing the Divine? The many ways God speaks to us Are far too many to name. How can anyone say, “There’s no God”, Such blindness should be put to shame. God’s creation is all around us In the sun, moon, stars and sea; In everything beautiful He’s created That surrounds us lovingly. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com

Copyright © MAUREEN LEFANUE | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |
He said, “Let there be light,”
And then it was done.
He turned on the sun,
And hung the moon and stars out to shine.

He gathered the waters together
To form the ever-changing sea.
He created the universe,
And He made you and me.

He is God…
None other is above Him.
I worship and adore Him,
For He is God.

He made all the flowers,
And He made every tree…
He created the birds and the animals,
And all the fish in the sea.

He formed man from the dust,
And the woman from His side.
On the seventh day he rested…
Earth was ready for man to abide.

He is God…
None other is above Him.
I worship and adore Him,
For He is God!

Copyright © Betty Butler | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |
The wind is in the west 

   and the moon large and low,

   the tapered horizon aglow

   with the recesses of a withered day;


How symphonic a minstrel display,

   tallied up like gathered notes to eve's call,

   and the swooning lake ----


How the waves chase the eastern fringes of the bay,

   they ask not why they go this way 

   (or that)

   yet merely harken God's call 

   as they persist their way,

   fain without promise.....


And cresting my observations,

   as if in some pantomime-movie play ----

   I mused:


Where is the Projector?

Copyright © Keith O.J. Hunt | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
I Sought To Touch All The Burning Fires

 This moment is not for being lazily idle
 in the distance starting gunshot sounds
 This racehorse needs no governing bridle
 Race like the rabbit running from the hounds

 Wind streams by as I run to nothing ahead
 behind lay unfullfilled , selfish desires
 Images of Gods and demons flash in my head
 as I seek to touch all the burning fires

 Yet hope promises a future great release
 a settled place for my lost soul to rest
 Can I find that light to set me at peace
 this lost bird fallen from my safe nest

 Aware of my great failings I surrender to fate
 Crying for mercy, praying it is not too late

 Robert J. Lindley, 03-16-2015

 Note, this is an edited, shortened piece of the original written long ago..
 The original was so much longer and very personal in 
 language and scope.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
I admire the tree in silence.
The way it clings to the rock
And works its way down into the river
Down into the earth.
I think about the knowledge of man.
All the things that men have told me
about the tree – about botany or biology.
They have said this
They have said that
Words whispered into the air and gone in time.
Knowledge is worthless in comparison to beauty
This tree is magnificent
And that is enough for me.

Copyright © Dean Marais | Year Posted 2015

Details | Didactic |
Who is your master?

Who is your master? It's who you obey!
No one owns me, you say, I'm nobody's slave!
That may be what you think, what you say,
But who is your master, at the end of the day?

When the alarm wakes you, Who's in control?
Time is your master, it's on patrol.
Try to deny it, see how that goes,
When your always late, and everyone knows.

When you eat, why do you do it?
Hunger is your master, you must obey it!
Try to deny it, stop eating, you will see,
Who is your master and if you are truly free.

When sleep is calling, do you have a choice?
To listen and obey it's call, to it's voice?
You can ignore it's call, because you want to,
After days without it, you'll know, who controls who.

What about gravity? it's law, it's your master too,
Like it or not, you must obey it's law too.
You don't like the restrictions of this law!
So don't obey it, enjoy the fall!

So who made time, and the Physicals laws?
Could there be a designer, could there be a God?
Time is the relation, between heavenly bodies, in outer space.
Who put them there, in their precise order, in their special place?

Our human bodies, were made from the dust,
From the earth we were taken, in that you can trust.
To stay alive and be healthy, have the strength to toil,
We need all the nutrients, that are found in the soil.

The maker of time, and the Physical laws, is your maker too.
If you recognize them as your master, do you recognize him too?

John Derek Hamilton 
January 31,2013

Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

From The Time After God's Creation… From the time after God’s beautiful creation… Between man and God… Sin has caused a separation! When God looked down upon all of mankind. Fellowship with man was what he had in mind! We were all created to bring honor to his name. But sin has brought much wickedness and shame! Sin has created an enormous “moral cavity.” Mankind has reached an “immoral depravity!” Through God’s son, a way has been made. His life for yours, on Calvary, was paid! Though mankind sinned, God didn’t forget us! Jesus is here right now! He never left us! Through Christ’ blood, our lives can be cleansed! A new life in Christ is where victory begins! Won’t you come to the Lord who created you? It is no secret how much he loves you! Won’t you come? Why there’s still time? God has a purpose and a plan with you in mind! His grace and love can change you throughout! Knowing Jesus is what true life is all about! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |
Listen carefully every morning,
you hear the breath of God.
Be attentive to the birds' symphony,
the melodious hum of bees
the wish wash of the breakers
that blast the rocks down near the sea.
Hush, that's the wind whispering,
perhaps it's praying too
as clouds race overhead in laughter
eager to reach the lofty hills
where trees bow down their heads
and leaves rustle in tonal patterns
as mild rain pitter patter
a gentle lilting rhythm to soothe
my turbulent thoughts. 
Oh to have lived in David's time,
dance each dawn to a lively tune
played upon a zippy zither
giving praise to Thee, O Lord.
 
Is it a wonder then 
that with each noise 
at break of dawn,
my thoughts turn to You
Oh my dear loving God?

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |
I often wondered why it is that so many people don't believe
Life's a test, each day a quiz and yet themselves they deceive 
I could never even imagine where I would be without His Grace
He paid the price for all sin as you define your heart in this place

I often thought long and deep oh how good the Lord's been to me
How good it is to just steep and why can't all these others just see
I myself unable to understand what came so easy to one as such
The Creator of all that is grand yet capable of an individual touch

I felt it in my heart, seen it with my eyes so clear I could not miss
But as satan goes about and tries, many people succumb to this
Yet I did nothing different than you no this was not of my own
All of your sins will come due since it's Jesus you've never known

I did do one thing though something you might want to also do
I started to praise His Name, but I did it in sincerity, it was true
His eyes are on the sparrow but His Love is always there for you
The path will be narrow yet He will always be in all that you do

Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |
From bottom to top, 
my house was decayed. 
Through thousands of years 
of commands disobeyed.  
I girdled my loins 
to rebuild my home. 
I re-laid the foundation 
stone by stone. 
Brick by brick 
I rebuilt the walls. 
House was renewed with 
many victories small. 
I painted the house 
with colors of new zeal. 
I furnished it with 
virtues that heal. 
I planted the garden 
with flowers of love. 
I installed the fountains 
with waters from above. 
I sat in the garden 
admiring my creation. 
At last, to God 
I offered adoration. 

Copyright © Alok Srivastava | Year Posted 2016

Details | Didactic |
As I sadly left the greenery of mountain side and verdant valley,
a gift of three was given to me,three pairs of animals wild and free.
The first couple to cross my worn path were two crows upon the grass.
Their squawking antics bringing mirth a mated pair upon God’s earth.

The second pair two chestnut deer, no antlers marked there passage here
Adventure’s lure the gentle hart, Sir Gawain’s companions at Camelot’s start.
Last to appear from the Lord of love A pair of Cardinals red as blood.
to show me balance is what I need, to connect the spirit with the deed.

For sky and earth and sea, I shall praise Lord God the Almighty,
for all the bounty given me, I shall praise the Lord God Almighty.
For fire and metal, gifted free, I shall praise Lord God the Almighty,
for all the bounty given me, I shall praise our Lord and God Almighty.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2009

Details | Couplet |
Howard Marks and God Almighty
Shared a spliff, and had a whitey
Then had the munchies, and a bong
Annoying Peter with the pong
By which time it was far too late
To frisk young Howard at the gate
God, seeing Peter’s consternation
Outlined the process of creation
How on day three he made the weed
With every other tree and seed
To raise in some, apotheosis
And test some others, with psychosis

Now, Howard’s stash was pretty small
And didn’t last too long at all
So, as he didn’t see the point
Of heaven’s joys without a joint
He got his bong, and skins, and tin
Chucked all the roaches in the bin
And, following a wicked smell
Went wafting off to score, in hell

St. Peter looked above and groaned
As all the angels flew past stoned

by Gail








Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2016

Details | Terza Rima |
Born from this ancient dust of creation's seed sown now so true,
Whilst sparkling inside a mystical divine light on this dark night,
I’m nourished from the living waters—the oceans deep and blue. 

Majestic wings rise high in the waves basking in Heaven’s light,
Crowning the blest halo golden ring around this angel very dear,
Whilst I kiss warmly the salt of the deep oceans stirring at night. 

Spiced now in a seabed, a rainbow’s gem shineth pure so clear,
That a traveler in this radiant world of delight knows real love
Is what we all seek as sparkling diamonds now appear so near. 

Where the rivers flow down a mountain’s verdant slope because
There, in the highs and lows of these rivers, tears soak the Earth,
Falling and rising from the dust, ashes are memories of what was.

I have abounding faith in this life’s bond as Nature begins her rebirth,
Eclipsed by a peerless beauty inside, wild passions grown now strong.
A liquid sphere appears in our mortal lives reaching its point of girth.

In the cerulean oceans mystic gulls cry deep echoes bringing us along.
We find peace kneeling as a psychic mantel covers our thoughts pure,
As that special circle of brilliance radiates within life’s treat so strong.

By God’s hand the ancient dust of creation’s seed is with us to assure,
Mankind’s perpetuity on Earth as part of His most holy divine vision.
Only God knows mankind’s destiny rests in His divine hands for sure.

The ancient dust of creation’s seed is part of God’s omnipotent precision,
For He’s the one who shall guide us all heavenward by His final decision.

Gary Bateman, Michael Clarke, and Liam McDaid
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 10, 2017 (Terza Rima)

Terza Rima Rhyming Sequence: aba   bcb   cdc   ded   efe   fgf   ghg   hh

Format Note: This poem employs the traditional rhyming scheme used by 
Dante Alighieri in “The Divine Comedy,” ending with a couplet, rhyming
with the previous tercet’s middle line.
Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2017

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017