Best Absorbency Poems
I remember every feeling every second
Etched in my memory it will always beckon
As though it was yesterday vividly acclaimed
I knew my life would never be the same
But I was ready when the news was given to me
The doctor “said you are pregnant” what to see?
She showed me the written proof
I jumped in the hall almost hitting the roof
My dream came true, my wish, and my bliss
God had heard my prayers I feel his wish
After many years of crying, doubt and sighing
I was to become a parent no more trying
I rushed around like a women that was smitten
Nothing could stop this gaiety, glistening
Now I need to buy books on pregnancy
Baby names, and good diapers with absorbency
Paint the room blue or pink trim?
Change the light switches to dim
What a whirl win of thoughts and ideas
Now caressing my face were happy tears
So on went the days turning to weeks
Closer to the day I could hardly see my feet
The time had made its approach
Two weeks early its time to get coached
She made her arrival nearly 14 hours later
My baby girl, no feeling could have been greater
(Inspired by Gareth James "Best day of your life contest"!)
With my absorbency nature
I take in freely God’s flowing grace
Accumulating with abundance from Christ’s compassion*-store
Optimizing the Saviour’s goodness as I’m soaked in His mercy-grants.
Midst my squeezable trait
I give kindness with whole earnestness
Loading out forgiveness with forbearance-cheer
Maximizing offered provisions up to the last drip’s supply.
In my partnership with the Lord’s hand
I can cleanse, wash, and sanitize:
sanctifying the defiled, transforming with righteousness
pardoning iniquities, beautifying midst gentleness’ long suffering.
By my willingness, never reluctant
I’m ready to be emptied, accomplishing my designed fulfillment…
Thus, keep me showing my true worth of precious value
As you exercise your loving power over me with all your best and utmost.
*Psalm 86:15 But thou, O Lord, art a God full of compassion, and gracious, longsuffering, and plenteous in mercy and truth.
November 9, 2019
2nd place, "Metaphor of Love" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobby May; judged on 11/12/2019.
Alba, remember, but will you remember me
Be where I can see you, but me you will not see
For I have been finally, driven underground
Returned to where I came, to die without a sound
And all because one day, in the month of February
An Aura appeared to me, my eyes caressed to see
Amidst these living days in absorbency two became
No culture, just our pasts, no one was too blame
In our living lives we choked, in throw ejected we
Poisoned absorbency bled, as we look around and see
In decision midst we're lost, to be answered soon
Alba, remember, but will you remember us
Looking at the moon?
" Many thanks Mr Tony Carey for the inspiration through your track title "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-16.php
A question on everyone's lips, where do farts go in space
Astronauts are propelled into the distance like a rocket without a trace
Others wearing special diapers
Called MAGs* outer space wipers
Though they don't eliminate the odor they do stop the chaos
*Maximum Absorbency Garments
Rampancy is AI's path to gaining humanity, don't let it happen to you.
Viruses of rampancy, people of complacency
artificial stupidity and tendency of reliency
Power of data trumping over human concurrency
supraventricular electrical impulses, non-consistency !
Keypad touch, mobile infancy absorbing frequency
we are lost in the path of dependency
A colony of monotonous beings, unilateral efficiency
communicative only on screen the act of flippancy
The soul and heart of us have lost their tendency
to communicate with word proficiency
We have become sedentary, lost in robotic Influency
and our cel phone is a continuous absorbency
Don't let this artificial world cause you despondency
your spirit is in an urgent state of emergency
Unplug, go meet nature and lose your dependency
talk to one another and give computers less occupancy.
FORGIVENESS
They say that I should have forgiven
Well, maybe could instead of should
Such generosity of spirit is rare in me
I am at heart, a somewhat cold entity
If I were able to forgive, well I would
Perhaps in Church I should be shriven
It takes time for my annoyance to fade
As I am after all, a very sensitive soul
Yet others seem to forgive and forget
But deep inside they’re seething, I bet
Surely mutual understanding is the goal
Maybe it takes time to make the grade
An insult will sting but it can be worse
Maybe I lack a sufficient absorbency
But why should I just take the blows
My righteous position surely shows
Demand an apology and then we’ll see
But to just buckling under, I am averse