So grateful for waking up each morning
A grand new day is God’s wonderful blessing
For the songs of birds and nature’s beauty at sunrise
I hear and see them again with renewed strength
Oh, what a marvelous God’s gifts and surprise!
So thankful for my family and friends around
Who’re ambassadors of God’s love--always astound
For the care, inspirations and challenges they give
I’ve grown, nurtured and learned a lot of things,
Oh, they’re the reasons why I joyfully live!
Grateful for my profession to help my family, myself and others
Priceless ministerial vocation from God our Almighty Father.
Categories:
ambassadors, thanksgiving,
Form: Rhyme
The continuance
of our beliefs, culture, and dreams,
remain steadfastly anchored within our children;
no wonder we love them so.
We assure them the bogeyman doesn't exist
in the real world;
but warn them that fear can affect lives,
harden hearts, and displace love.
We teach the emergence of man
from animal to human beings.
And though their minds bristle with questions,
we assure them they'll figure out the answers on their own.
We emphasize the importance of truth;
how one garners Karma from both life's failures
and its successes.
And we introduce them to faith,
where feelings for each other flourish
surrounded by hope.
And teach them to love and forgive one another;
so when they pass life's baton to death,
they'll become eternal ambassadors
of love.
Categories:
ambassadors, beautiful, children, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
It is not hard to slip away
From generalizations
They put on you in case you stay
Within their observations
They are the ones who hold the truth
Which we supposedly deserve
In truth they tell I see no use
Cause I’m behind the curve
Dissenters, silencers like me
Are many, more than they
Would ever count, just to see
How falsly we obey
We’re hypocritical and cold
Ambassadors of fun
We never think what we are told
We’re always on the run
Escaping is a job I do
For each and every day
And I can swear you do it too
Although you wouldn’t say.
Categories:
ambassadors, deep, peace, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
What I said
last year,
I can still saying it
next year.
Year " 2024 " may be
an excellent year
to all ambassadors
of love
and peaceful
poets
in the entire
World.
A year of change
of some criminals
in the entire
World.
Oh! Yahweh Lord
Let me witness
The change of more
evil forks
In 2024
I will glorify You
At the end of the Year.
Categories:
ambassadors, celebration, december, devotion, imagery,
Form: Free verse
Your soul is your true beauty
By Michelle Morris
21/01/2023
Not everyone has their name in lights
Not everyone experiences fame
But each and every one of us
Is made in the image of Him
It's not in our reflection
But rather in our souls
Our energy divine
From the Universe untold
Everyone is made for greatness
It's not just about money or power
It has nothing to do with celebrity
But everything to do with our soul's path
Love and light and healing
Joy, grace, mercy and hope
Faith in our contributions
Towards the Universe
We are all unique and special
We are infinitely blessed
We are God's ambassadors
When our souls live life at our best
Our name may never be known
Our fortune may never be great
But our true wealth and power
Is in the choices that we make
For how people remember us
How they feel inside their hearts
This is our true impact
Beyond words and history imparted
See beyond the mirror
Your soul is your true beauty
Make others feel better each day
Let your soul shine brightly for our future
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Categories:
ambassadors, blessing, encouraging, god, love,
Form: Free verse
Where do we come from is the great question asked for eons.
As grains of sand upon the earth, there are trillions of possibilities with their pros and cons.
Are we the only entities or souls in this wondrously enormous and ever-expanding universe?
This single thought alone would be absolutely frightening and nothing else could be worse.
Is there someone out there we can contact, someone benevolent with arms open wide?
Are there other civilizations just out of reach, just outside our sight, where might they abide?
They are benevolent beings all above us and all around us that we cannot see.
For the Creator will command his angels concerning you and guard you in all your ways to help one to be all they can be.
They are ministering spirits sent out to serve for the sake of the meek who are to inherit salvation.
Our magnificent Creator has sent forth her ambassadors of faith and healing from generation to generation.
Have no fear of the thieves that comes in the night for we all are protected from their sting.
Give all glory to God within for all the creators wonderous blessings and let us realize that life is a precious and marvelous thing.
Categories:
ambassadors, appreciation, encouraging, happiness, paradise,
Form: Rhyme
The Musical Ride by the RCMP
is a Canadian tradition for all to see.
Thirty-two horses of black on parade,
riders in red with lances portrayed.
To see this troop perform their drill
gives all that watch a sudden chill,
Here you see our nation's pride,
ambassadors to Canada with their musical ride.
The RCMP presented the late Queen Elizabeth with a horse named Burmese,
The Queen rode this mare on eighteen occasions in Trooping the Color.
Burmese was a special horse and one like no other.
Categories:
ambassadors, celebration, color, england, friendship,
Form: Couplet
I think after all grace fails –
man not, in time, making it
far enough out~ too late bails
to a fresh planet uninhabited,
much like ours before consuming
and mating, as if a vibrant garden
could not be overly rabbited
(you know, what I mean~
after the big one dropped
or some miraculous vaccine
has totally flopped)
yet, somehow, some way,
in a twisted sort of divine display,
pigeons, rats and roaches, will be
the Big Blue Marble's, by default,
newly ordained goodwill
ambassadors and spiritual
coaches –
(a banner hung in
near space inviting alien visitors --
unfortunately too late arriving
to be humanity's saving inquisitors --
“To Thee we will pay homage,
another eclectic, semi-intelligent species needed –
bring lots of garbage....”)
Categories:
ambassadors, culture, earth, environment, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Where do we come from is the great question asked for eons.
As grains of sand upon the earth, there are a trillion possibilities with their pros and cons.
Are we the only souls in this enormous and ever-expanding universe?
This thought alone would be frightening and nothing else could be worse.
Is there someone out there we can contact, someone benevolent with arms open wide?
Are there other civilizations just out of sight, where might they abide?
They are benevolent beings all above us and all around us that we cannot see.
For the Creator will command his angels concerning you and guard you in all your ways to help one to be all they can be.
They are ministering spirits sent out to serve for the sake of the meek who are to inherit salvation.
Our magnificent Creator has sent forth her ambassadors of faith and healing from generation to generation.
Have no fear of the thieves that comes in the night for we all are protected from their sting.
Give all glory to God within for all the creators wonderous blessings and let us realize that life is a precious and marvelous thing.
Categories:
ambassadors, angel, appreciation, beautiful, blessing,
Form: Rhyme
the front door is all lit up
so exciting
the side door's cool light
more inviting
Categories:
ambassadors, light,
Form: Rhyme
The Medusa
I painted a picture of a tranquil bay, a red boathouse
rowing boat, golden pebbles in shallow water
naturally, the sky was blue, the mountain afar hazy.
A noise upstairs, the woman rearranging furniture
doesn’t go out and gets bored, breaking the dream.
When she was done, I looked at the painting again
it had changed; the boathouse had holes in the roof
the mountain was too close, gloomy and snowy
In the sea, a medusa, with tentacles reaching
70 years back in time when the aside was spoken
lasted into the future.
The sting of the medusa had a woman’s face, stung.
When the aim of the bite had gone, the hurt had not
putrid through the ages, a wound that does not heal.
The upset said: “we can no longer tolerate this slight
against us.” We are a proud nation.”
No one knew what the remark was about, it had been
vindictive, and a demand for a historic apology was issued.
Sabre rattling, ambassadors left armies at borders
war broke out.
Categories:
ambassadors, absence, animal, beach,
Form: Prose Poetry
Hey!
The prodigals have returned.
The one we entrusted with our wealth.
The custodians of the granary keys.
They are here again.
Five years ago,
We sent them to legislate for us.
Very angelic they were.
Very blameless they appeared.
The prodiglas have returned.
Overseas they have been.
Offshore accounts they've created.
Their lifestyles lucrative.
Very egocentric they are.
The roads they promised to improve.
Till dystopic.
Bursaries in their accounts.
As our children languish in illiteracy.
Their son and daughters graduates.
Ambassadors and high officials they are.
The prodiglas have returned.
To persuade us into voting for them.
With incentives they have come.
Sweet words they have.
Very seductive they are.
The prodigals have returned.
@ Tha Formidable Cheru.
Categories:
ambassadors, sorrow,
Form: Free verse
Armchair ambassadors
Lying in wait
Have all the criteria
For the perfect state –
That Garden of Eden
That Nirvana afar
History just slaps them
So they raise up the bar
It’s so easy to solve the crisis
From at home in your easy chair –
Poli-sci majors
And young entrepreneurs –
There goes Mister Smith now –
He’ll filibuster for hours
He’s a man of ideals
A man for all seasons
Except when you challenge him –
Then he can’t give no reason
It’s so easy…
Peaceniks and liberals
Millennials and brats
They’ve got it all covered
Like bald men with hats
From their perch on the sidelines,
They sure know the score
And just for the record,
They’re like totally against war!
It’s so easy to solve the crisis
From at home in your easy chair
So get on your soap-box
And your pulpit of clay
As if you yourself swam
‘Cross the Hudson Bay
‘Cause you missed Viet Nam
And you slept thru Tibet
Thank Allah for your conscience
That won’t let us forget
Categories:
ambassadors, peace, philosophy, religion, war,
Form: Political Verse
rain bursts from the clouds
as tiny ambassadors...
to announce the spring
date: 3/31/22
syllable counter: "how many syllables"
Categories:
ambassadors, rain,
Form: Haiku
Far wiser than philosophers
are writings penned by our
ambassadors of Laugh ~ our men
and women esteemed for
Comical Gaff – Let's float our
politicians such raft; let's give our
academics such draft: far less feces
would enrich every thesis....
I've been helped more by humor
than any aspirin or vitamin, best
when the three are combined –
I've been filled more by feast,
then the words of a priest, for hunger
a potent distraction –
I have learned more from my wife
than an entire library....never quiet
enough for me to read.
Categories:
ambassadors, education, humorous, perspective, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
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