Best Empower Poems
Enlighten, encourage and empower
Let those words be uplifting
As you embark on your next adventure
Look for a deeper meaning
You have it all within
Just reach for the sky
Be the inspiration
Take flight and aim high
The chains of custom, long they bind,
A girl's potential is left behind.
But voices rise, a chorus strong,
To break the chains, where they belong.
They fight for justice, hand in hand,
Against the wrongs, across the land.
For equality, a right to claim,
Their voices rise, a burning flame.
The breaking chains, a symbol bold,
Of dreams and futures, yet untold.
They fight for freedom, every day,
To break the chains, and pave the way.
So many things are out of our control, making it hard to just go with the flow. It can be maddening to bang our head against the wall, thinking that we can change it all. Society’s view is not going to evolve overnight despite how much we put a fight. Not saying to retreat and give up as don’t want to suppress our feelings until we erupt.
But we can decide how we respond to begin building stronger bonds. Granting ourselves grace by not allowing others actions to invade our space. Giving us grounding to get through any situation underpinned by a sturdy foundation.
Holy Spirit flow
Do empower, stow
In my soul; Thy strength furnish
Spirit provide might
Facilitate heights
Cradle 'til the soul flourish
Fill the deepest depths
Flow across sweet breath
Stir within, Holy Spirit
Revive, return Friend
Lift again, transcend
Anoint with Oil make fearless
Finis'
Inspired by: Verlena S. Walker
Contest: Strength Empowers
Written: July 22, 2014
It is not a true Tail-Rhyme but sort of an Alouette..
Hold me down, then watch me rage.
Hold me back, I'll disengage.
Control me, and I'll just rebel.
Challenge me, I will excel.
Simplify me, but I'm complicated.
Fitting in is overrated.
You can't limit me with your low expectations.
My confidence matches my high aspirations.
I'll stand out despite your suppression.
I can't blend in. I am the exception.
Knock me down and leave me with bruises.
I'll rebound from your senseless abuses.
Kick up dirt, but I'm used to the mess.
I'll close my eyes and get undressed.
When the dust settles, stay composed.
I'm untarnished, and I'm fully exposed.
I feel stuck in a web of moving on
to leave home behind.
I want to be free of safe turtle shells,
to commune with naked nature
including human,
divine,
humane,
wombmain
not excluding any egostrong stability,
identity,
fragility
as if intolerable
to civil integrity.
I need to grow free,
to feel communion
within
without
above
below
for and of all nature/spirit souls,
timelessly copresent in- and ex-carnations
explicitly remembered
and vaguely
curiously
transparently
vulnerably forgotten
fuels of felt fame
exhausted and ingested,
sober and jested.
I am asking
invoking,
exhaling and inhaling,
possibly provoking
Earth
and all Her Tribes
all Her Eternal Times,
all Her Sacred Spaces
impressed
and suppressed
and depressed
wombmain neural regenerative Places:
When I must at last choose home
between secular wise purpose
and sacred integral meaning,
Remind me,
Mother's birthing nature,
of all our polypathic indigenous ways,
of all organic truths
indicating this ego identity could not be all trusted home
within one compassionate EarthLove.
In the ethereal realm, where Themis holds sway,
A cosmic ballet of justice, a metaphorical play.
Yet, in our earthly sphere, reflections intertwine,
Empower women—the catalysts of progress divine.
Like Themis, with scales, a celestial display,
Let women’s worth twirl within the sunlit ray.
Respect and recognition, whispered dreams unfold,
A symphony of progress, a story yet untold.
As Themis adorns the sacred tapestry of mythic lore,
So too can women ascend, their voices galore.
Grant them the stage, society’s sacred decree,
Witness progress soaring, untethered and free.
As I peel back my yesterdays
who knew what might have
been...
If I hadn't heard your voice
that day...
This love the light of day
not seen...
this alignment a blessed
guise...
this love my heart may have
missed...
to hold you tightly
a lovers' first kiss
we'll shelter together
under clear blue skies...
we'll greet each day...
with love and loves
new sunrise...
this love the love I yearn...
your love I will
return...
Enlighten and empower
Continue to climb the ladder of success
Move forward and progress
Then you will be truly blessed
The road is a tough one
Challenges you will face
Rise above those treacherous terrains
And make your case
April 20 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 1-3
Key Verse – 2Kings 1:12 And Elijah answered and said unto them, If I be a man of God, let fire come down from heaven…
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO LETS HIS FIRE
COME DOWN TO EMPOWER US
Praise be to God for letting His fire come down to empower us:
Refining our prospering faith to work well
Rejuvenating our persevering faithfulness against wavering
Reviving our peace-filled fervour to win over worldliness
Rekindling our persisting fervency toward worshipful worthiness
Replenishing our progressing fruitfulness with His wealth’s wellness-ways
2Kings 2:21 Praise be to the Lord Who heals by His:
Care for our eternal salvation
Compassion toward our everlasting spiritual status
Cleansing of our evil sinfulness
Comfort along our experienced sickness
Cheerfulness toward our enthusiastic stewardship
2Kings 3:18 Praise be to the Saviour for
showing to us His deliverance from our:
Inabilities by His might
Infirmities through His mercy
Impossibilities with His miracles
Insufficiencies in His magnanimity
Incapacities along His marvellousness. Amen!
April 20, 2024
Winter fetches a hillock of the wind and downpour.
Exacerbating people to mislay their blight core.
Peculiar demesne keepers are utterly aroused.
While tiny dwellings, slums are bulldozed.
Flush breaks out among the poorest of the poor.
Thoroughly jiggling, they shiver in the spongy cure.
None of the people around me appear to descry them.
They are enduring dull, agonizing demise mayhem.
In the midst of the winters harshest season,
The scenery is desolate, and homes sap blacken.
Snow inversely overwhelms everything.
Making hills that are huge and transcending.
People in neediness succumb to the winter.
While we continue to offer a hefty fee for a heater,
We tuck ourselves into our cozy beds for the night.
People have stuck to death all around from frostbite.
Relish life by humming songs of love every day.
I'm unconcerned if it's winter or summer ray.
The universe is a child's hand on your shoulder.
When life is volatile, death lacks uniqueness jolter.
Written: January 15, 2022
Winter Wonders Within Nature Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser
A world of words, a boundless space,
Lies open wide, with gentle grace.
Within its pages, stories unfold,
Of dreams and journeys, yet untold.
A girl approaches, eyes alight,
To quench her thirst, for knowledge bright.
The open book, a magic door,
To worlds unseen, she'll explore.
On each page she turns, a seed is sown,
Of wisdom's bloom, a future grown.
The open book, a guiding hand,
Empowering her, in this new land.
A wrong to aright
Give thought to those in power...
empower defeat
© Aug 12 2010 For Paula's contest
Encourage and empower
Build yourself up
Strive to be the best
Continue to rise to the top
Along the way
Obstacles may try to obstruct you
Lift your chin upward
Just shine on through
G-ood
R-eader
A-lways
C-omments
E-xpressing
N-ice
O-pinion
T-o
A-llow
R-ighteousness
T-o
E-mpower
Topic: Birthday of Grace Notarte (March 07)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic