In Ireland theres a hero i as suppose.' Understated..Yet definately on His toes.'
Derek Domino's stands like An Irish Geronimo, witty and gritty, he tackles it
All.' Shaming the likes of fianna f 'ail.)
Frozen blossom can still thrive well, indeed
Since God always refreshes by His grace*
Letting plants to grow along goodness-breed
Toward fruition-bliss despite dearth-filled days.
Against grievousness’ pain of coldness-strain
Frozen blossom can still thrive well, indeed
While divine warmth’s reign brightens faith’s terrain
For kindness-gain propelled by loving deed.
With care that nurtures sweet partnership-seed
Against challenges of bitterness’ ail
Frozen blossom can still thrive well, indeed
Beautifying radiant hearts to prevail.
Reared in the garden of triumph’s delight
Along thanksgiving cheer yon prayer creed
Weeding-out callousness midst vibrant light
Frozen blossom can still thrive well, indeed.
*1 Peter 5:10 But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.
May 3, 2026
2nd place, "This or That, Vol 38" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 5/14/2026
He said "put me in jail"
I want to go to gaol
I am homeless
And harmattan makes me ail
I don't think of many troubles
Than others of me out there of miserables
Harmattan will soon be gone
But that doesn't fill the gap
At present has made lips chap
Don't be so gape
Such is its effect woebegone
But still have got to hold my brawn
Help me
Harbour me
Trace to peace
For humanity's grace
You are our friends
Don't treat me a stranger in disguise
I sought for safety
But am in disdain
Discovering my properties are missing
I thought I was welcome with alacrity
While asleep thirsty
Your acts bind people's adverse chain
There is a popular myth
That the word
Originated as an acronym for 'ship high in transit'
A supposed nautical phrase pith
But its origin is untrue to be a truth
More older past ages to treat
There are trustworthy officers
Many then have service zeal
They all aim the world heal
Far away from the abusers
But while they abused their lagacies
Make atrocities enjoy no justifiable appeal
as we exude love’s incense
extending a helping hand
we’re mindful not to impose
on crass souls any demand
minds developed but not heart
animal instincts prevail
we radiate healing warmth
for such souls on earth who ail
They made a horror flick
He was weak or he was sick
They chose him as the star
He can run, but won't get far
They created a wall compartment
Inside his small apartment
They installed cameras there
Reality show, unwanted, but they didn't care.
(bridge)
He felt ill, he began to ail
No idea of the hand pushing down the scale
Romance and work dove down the drain
They laughed and gloated at his pain.
(Chorus)
It’s a horror flick, but the plot is real,
They aren't like us in the way they feel.
He’s the star they chose, but the plot is sick,
Living and dying in their horror flick.
He heard them speak, felt nerve gas in his room
His apartment was a secret tomb.
He knew too much, but the cops would not believe
And he could not save others, for them we grieve.
So, learn the lesson be an owl:
Around us ghouls are on the prowl
They pass as normal, but empathy lacks
And in normal life, there are hidden attacks.
It could happen to you too
Bewildered by all the bad things that accrue
A life derailed, no suspicion why
When the only exit seems the choice to die.
I will play by ear
What I am going to do
Tomorrow morning
When I wake up
Late
Because I will sleep in
During the mornings
Because I am very tire
And I also need to get more sleep
Yes I will be up by noon
Than I will go to my living room
I will turn my computer on
And I will do some work for my
Father
I will write some poems
AIl my poems have different
Feelings that comes out from
My heart
Logging into the vibrant void,
just like a comet’s burning tail,
our awareness is still alloyed,
with egoic fears that make us ail.
Who attains when there’s no one here?
We are awareness, self-aware,
with body but an interface,
wherein both pain and joy does spear
but once ego vacates the chair,
we instantly imbibe God’s grace.
Making void-centric our soul’s stance,
synced with strobes of bliss magnetism,
mood and mode prayer, we advance,
transcending each religious ism.
Life's trials make me cry for mercy's flow
Beseeching to gain relief against pain
While my heart needs peace I want to prevail
Seeking God for His compassionate grace
To vanquish gloom out of worry and doubt.
Crying mercy* shouts for triumphant glow
Radiating hope along harsh terrain
While I conquer downfalls and woe that ail
Trusting the Lord toward championship ways
Overcoming crises and hardship's pout.
Exuding worshipful gratitude-bliss
Blest so well by crying mercy's delight
My spirit now stays in thanksgiving light
While reaching-out with faith from love’s abyss.
*Lamentations 3:22 It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
November 30, 2024
3rd place, "Pick-A-Title, Vol 47" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 12/11/2024
Relentless, empowering, with so many mountains to climb
Remorseless destruction, given on those who idled around
Youthful years spent wasted on anger never worth its time
Pursued until driven under this cold, listless barren ground
He had a mission given to him, before his own birth breath
Centuries before him, a devil’s power on his enemies to ail
Bring them all down, then left to wallow in their own death
Just to sight him was enough to render those demons pale
He was going beyond any hell known that all feared but he
Wiping this world, of those who would afflict beyond belief
To make all a better place only for the likes of you, and me
Not to be burdened with their woeful cries, thus their grief
Where God’s beyond, will feed upon, their perishable souls
With all their knowledge on a platter digested, as achieved
So, peace upon this world can reign once more, we control
So evil will no longer exist as we have all always perceived
Twas daybreak as this bright morn I rose
Greeted at breakfast by my darling Rose
A brief time together as by seven I've left
Out to the garden, the street and then left
Along cobbled paths where the dogs bark
To work as the foreman, my order to bark
The abattoir workers tirelessly cut up the meat
Despite the condition, smiling at all they meet.
Chopping and cutting up every small piece
Awaiting a break for a rest and some peace.
A cup of water then back plucking the fowl
Some people can't hack the smell is so foul.
At six the work ends and the whistle is blew
We wash up our hands they are black and blue
Home via The Dragon for a jug of the best ale,
Men's medicine, a cure-all for what they all ail.
Back home to Rose, my drink she would pour
A simple life, you make the best if your poor
We huddle together watching the embers in the grate.
We make thanks for our lot, and what makes England great.
You said you were cured
What sickness doth ail you?
I thought we were friends
So what wall did you break through?
We chat so infrequently
Your condition is hidden
Like you locked away feelings
Like a wild horse unridden
You said you were cured
If it's true I'm all for it
I just wanted the best
If it hurts don't ignore it
I wonder if somewhere
I neglected to say this
As we journeyed so briefly
As a friend was I remiss?
You said you were cured
Of this thing unrecounted
Of this heaviest burden
From your shoulders, unmounted
I pray for you; healing
And love and a wholeness
I'm sorry it's late
I'm regretful for slowness
I pray for you; respite
And a peace unrelenting
That the kindness of others
Overwhelms while presenting
You said you were cured
I don't want to believe it
If the medicine's love
There's still time to receive it
As of seeds we’ve sown,
we each walk alone,
feeling joy and pain,
both love and disdain.
Those who hold our hand
try to understand,
like mothers who care
but just cannot pair.
The words which we speak,
offer a sneak peek
but due to heart’s frost,
the meaning is lost.
Likewise, we too fail
to know why friends ail,
yet stand by their side
and our time thus bide.
Be that as it may,
love’s the only way,
so let’s play our role,
winsome, blissful, whole.
Forensic evidence is no pretense against the defense/
It will prove prevalence in the family’s ordinance/
Moronic elements that ail his laments are just sordid and dense/
More on it as the envelopment to derail inherent ends he upends/
Four chronic tipple alcoholics sail away an heir apparent out of pretense/
Tour scenic and hop the fence frail to tear a new pair of parents for greed sense/
Sore we’ve beaten it in old hallways as we dance trails to romance and breed new brands/
Bore logic that grants pathways with complete relevance and developments of freelance/
All remnants of other incidents one of which would enhance such reverence/
With immense radiance compliance and patience will lead to confidence/
Competence is of the utmost importance in these pants with no ignorance/
Encourage tolerance in the newest plans to advance these new contents
I am surely not after money
Like a bee after sweet honey
This World is to me funny
Here riches make life sunny
For money all are deeply craving
And so are very crookedly behaving
For ten generations are just saving
Poor man's chances, they are shaving
They spend money like a lunatic
And are thinking like an eccentric
Currency notes make them ecstatic
They appear to me damn pathetic
They squander money on luxury
Care not for those in penury
They are always in a hurry
For them I feel greatly sorry
Father and mother will be hungry
Toward them, they will be angry
To feed parents, they won't agree
Their hearts are shabbily ugly
They will lead a lavish life-style
To none, kind words, they will mail
To show generosity, they will fail
From devil greed, they will ail.
Make a very shrewd planning
To achieve wonderful success
Think always of fine winning
Let your efforts be vigorous
Thoroughly analyze the position
And find out all the ways to win
Steadily go ahead in your mission
First courageously, you must begin
Initially, you may even lose
But, cling to hope adamantly
To be positive, you choose
Tackle life very intelligently
Thousand times you may fail
But, let your hope be intact
instead if you fear and ail
No use even if you have tact
Use the chance now available
And show your fullest talent
Prove that you are capable
A great name, you can invent
Good luck for you to succeed
Opportunities are now given
Only sincere efforts you need
You can easily trace Heaven
Fear and tear are only useless
Trust and courage are important
God is there to mercifully bless
Go ahead by being confident.
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