Spiritual words
Encouraging and inspiring
Thirst for understanding
Heavens beacon light
Guidance through Faith
Eyes to the Heavens
Biblical passages to the wise
Holy Man King
The world his domain
A Cross so significant
Sustaining rock that shall not be moved
Evil wants to attack his people
Power in control from the Heavens
When Faith prevails, Evil can’t touch
Praying hands wonder
Miracles become seen, and victory becomes the testimony
Praises that flow
Blessings in the know
Spiritual verses
Branded sentences that are descended
The way to life
Faith assurance
Connected to the Almighty King
Above all
Spiritual words
Encouraging and inspiring
Thirst for understanding
Heavens beacon light
Guidance through Faith
Eyes to the Heavens
Biblical passages to the wise
Holy Man King
The world his domain
A Cross so significant
Sustaining rock that shall not be moved
Evil wants to attack his people
Power in control from the Heavens
When Faith prevails, Evil can’t touch
Praying hands wonder
Miracles become seen, and victory becomes the testimony
Praises that flow
Blessings in the know
Spiritual verses
Branded sentences that are descended
The way to life
Faith assurance
Connected to the Almighty King
Above all
Upon a midnight battlefield, the Black Knight rides alone,
His armor shining silver bright, his heart as hard as stone.
A sword of ancient magic, clutched within his hand,
He fights with noble courage, for justice in the land.
The Avenger’s strength beside him, they battle all night,
Yet Black Knight’s honor guides him, his soul a beacon light.
From Camelot’s old legends, he carries proud his name,
Though shadows fall around him, his spirit stays the same.
Against the darkest villains, he stands with gallant grace,
A visor hides his secrets, his pain none dare to trace.
With every swing and parry, he turns the tide of fate,
Defending those who hope in him; their lives he’ll vindicate.
On steed of blackest velvet, he rushes to the fray,
The Avenger’s loyal comrade, he never shies away.
In tales of epic valor, his legend grows each year,
The Black Knight, ever steadfast, inspires hope not fear.
So raise a toast to heroes who fight in darkest night,
And honor the Avenger’s faithful, noble Black Knight.
His quest endures forever, his legacy will grow,
A shining star in Marvel’s sky, his courage e’er shows.
Early Morning
As the clouds appear over yonder hill
Everything is quiet and still
The early morning mist down the valley lays
Like a blanket ready to cover the days
And the Sun breaks through like a beacon light
Changing the time frame to daylight from dark night
Whilst the birds begin to make their early morning song
I take a deep breath as I walk along
On my early morning stroll through the meadows green
Gazing upon the loveliest sight I have ever seen
As on yonder hill a giant Stag does appear
Gradually walking closer, becoming ever near
His Antlers standing erect and proud
Suddenly he bellows loud
Until he disappears beneath a lowly cloud
That comes over the hill as if to engulf me
A giant puffball through which I cannot see
But it soon clears as the light shines through
Covering the fields in a majestic hue
Early morning, a special time of day
Oh how I wish it would never go away
As the clouds appear over yonder hill
Everything is quiet and still
The early morning mist down the valley lays
Like a blanket ready to cover the days
And the Sun breaks through like a beacon light
Changing the time frame to daylight from dark night
Whilst the birds begin to make their early morning song
I take a deep breath as I walk along
On my early morning stroll through the meadows green
Gazing upon the loveliest sight I have ever seen
As on yonder hill a giant Stag does appear
Gradually walking closer, becoming ever near
His Antlers standing erect and proud
Suddenly he bellows loud
Until he disappears beneath a lowly cloud
That comes over the hill as if to engulf me
A giant puffball through which I cannot see
But it soon clears as the light shines through
Covering the fields in a majestic hue
Early morning, a special time of day
Oh how I wish it would never go away
The lighthouse stands alone neath the dark moon;
its beacon light aglow like angel arms
upon the restless waves that roar in tune
like flying witches screaming loud alarms.
Dark, eerie scenes most seen on Halloween;
black cats and owls that screech laments from trees.
But here, the lonely lighthouse stands between
the angry sea and mysteries that seize-
to join the moon detecting with some light
whatever fears appear this ghostly night.
Upon the restless waves that roar in tune
the lighthouse stands alone neath the dark Moon.
sometimes it requires
a phase shift, rather than a
tilt, lean, sag or bend,
to shine a bright beacon light ~
to see, and be seen, in sync
nocturnal mistress
external light ascendant~
eternal reigning
My dear, my dear,
How goes it in America,
in America,
my dear?
How goes it in America?
Fine fine fine, says she.
Except
of course
of course
not so finefinefine
If
You are a woman
or an immigrant
or uneducated
or lacking skills
or poor
or black
or brown...
That's how she goes
in America,
dear Liberty Lady.
Your beacon light
shines not on all.
My head hit the pillow and I was asleep,
I fell into a dream that was so deep,
standing on the deck of a fighting ship,
the vessel did rise, then into gulley did tip.
The waves so cruel did rise and fall,
and all did work for the good of all,
the Dramallach Raven was sailing through,
a storm of darkness, the ship held true.
Deep in the darkness, the waters did crash,
against the ships fore they did mighty smash,
yet this mighty vessel was sailing true,
it would reach its destination, all the crew knew.
Where was this ship bound on this stormy night?
The moon shining down, its beacon light,
the Dramallach Raven on its way to Hell,
I knew this ship and my legs fell.
I knelt and I looked to the wheel,
my horror I could not conceal,
the skeletal captain did doff his hat,
let me wake and that be that.
Ocean waves crash along the shore
Dark clouds warning, a storm in store
Gulls soar searching for washed up food
As crabs seek cover with their brood
Sandpipers nesting in the brush
As waves rise and crash with a gush
A beacon light illuminates
Warning as the storm dominates
3/30/22
Contest: Form L- Lay -New Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Theme: Nature
( checked with howmanysyllables.com)
A hero is a person who 'encourages',
That 'hero' is my beacon light;
Everyone has a her, say it fictional or a non-fictional one,
I've one who's non-fictional one, and I call him 'Daddy'!
He cares for me,
Not as a normal child, But as a Precious 'Piece of Diamond' he preserves me as.
He doesn't make me wait, for anything;
He gets me 'World in a Silver Plate'!
Makes me Laugh, When Life is Tough,
Sits with me, as a 'Gossip Buff'.
Takes me to a tour, my handsome 'doer',
He's my legendry peer.
Words, of Kindness are here,
He's my always 'Near and Dear'.
ocean waves crashing
beacon light illuminates ~
blue crabs rummaging
From a distance a lighthouse horn blows
The mist settles in, fishermen do not go
A beacon light gleams and attracts
Sights and sounds, from a warning tract.
From a distance, harbor lights in a row
Tides smooth over, ripples are low
Seagulls landing, shells lie about
This must be Cape Cod no doubt
Leave Christ In Christmas
By: Tom Wright
12-16-2005
A twinkling light of stardust shown
As our hope within the ebon night,
Pointing to a mangers precious stone
This star was much like a beacon light.
Wise men traveled both night and day
But mode made not their journey swift.
Arriving at the place the Christ child lay
They beheld the world’s best Christmas gift.
So this year during the Christmas season
Seek not for things designed to please us.
For Christmas is not without good reason
Have you given your loved ones Jesus?
To those who’d take Christ from this time
Through ad omissions and thoughtless acts.
Changing words without reason or rhyme
They Shape opinions and ignore the facts.
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