Best Esteeming Poems
Beholding my eyes, You can see my heart
exposing depth and breadth of love’s essence
I gained from Your compassionate presence
forever to stay; never will depart.
Looking into Your eyes with pure delight
my illumined faith expresses love’s bliss
You keep on granting that I cannot miss
with Your gift of eternal life and light.
My Saviour God Who loves me as I am
You deserve my love, since You first loved* me
esteeming You always is my earnest plea---
while caring for others, Your sheep and lamb.
Your love for me, Lord, is sublimely great
enabling my devotion that's earnest
commitment of gracious and fervent zest
surpassing thrill of romantic joy's weight.**
*1John 4:19 We love him (GOD), because he first loved us.
October 23, 2021
**Last stanza added on January 3, 2022
1st place, "Forever My Love Valentine" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by BJ Legros Kelley; judged on 2/8/2022.
Categories:
esteeming, christian, devotion, faith, god,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
James is my name with its historic meaning
An important king bore this name
Carrying it to its royal fame,
One reason why this name I’m esteeming
King James gave us the Bible in English
For which I am so proud
I say the words low or loud
But I could never speak Yiddish.
In the holy writ, more than one person shared
This name so renowned.
Oh, how she loved its sound ,
The name Mama always declared.
My uncle called me by a nickname;
He wanted to call me Jim
But Mama had words with him
She told him that JAMES is my name.
So family and friends, all my life,
Called me what Mom named me,
For that was her earnest plea.
Substitutes pierced her like a knife.
But I had a livelihood and bread to win
There, co-workers gave me a moniker
For which they would prefer—
They called me Jimmy or simply Jim.
Other aliases have been most replete,
Such as Whimpy, and Daneymoco,
Else, a-k-a, Hey You, or Jimbo.
Regardless, I will always come to eat.
For the "WHAT'S IN A NAME?" Contest
Sponsored by Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Categories:
esteeming, peoplewords, me, me,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
I chose to jump that cliff
In sweet sleepwalking
Accidentally into each other
We fell, lulled dream-talking
Tucked cozily on his shoulder
Nestled, esteeming to exalting
But the stench of fear
Arose so unnerving
Out of the blue, casually
The only certainty is an ending
Panic bloomed, mushroomed
The million spores to its propagating
So paralyzed, I was stricken
Stuck, imagining and dreading
That the way in isn’t the way out—
No fleeing or retreating
Could drive through this impassable wall
So I’ll just stay forever dreaming
Categories:
esteeming, love
Form:
I love* You, my Saviour God above all - and such is by Your grace
While I esteem You, giving You my sincere praise
Trusting You in running along life’s race
As my heart You keep within Your compassion’s embrace.
I love You, my Saviour Teacher, with Your truth I cherish
As my faith stands midst philosophies that easily perish
Upheld by Your wisdom mere opinions can’t tarnish
In Your principles You verily furnish.
I love You, my Saviour Redeemer; staying in Your will makes me a winner
For that’s the best choice I have as a saved sinner
I’ll abide in You, by Your mercy, quitting never
Blooming where You planted me in Your grace and power.
I love You, my Saviour Leader; esteeming You is my glad adoration
Overcoming pride, flesh and vanity’s temptation
As I walk through the Spirit’s confirmation
While within Your fellowship I bring my petition.
I love You, my Saviour Guide; so following You is my commitment
Obeying Your commands gives me sense of fulfillment
Reaching Your standards sets my heavenly attainment
Pleasing You thru my stewardship’s assignment.
I love You, my Saviour Upholder; serving You with joy is to me so exciting
While depending fully on Your might that’s uplifting
I strive to be Your steward humble for Your instructing
Laboring for You is a great privilege I’m appreciating.
*Psalm 116:1 I love the LORD, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications.
April 10, 2018
8th place, "For Love's Sake" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 1/29/2023.
12th place, "SCREWED" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Rob Carmack; judged on 5/10/2018.
Categories:
esteeming, bible, blessing, christian, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
A four piece string ensemble competes
with fluted crystal glasses harmonizing
to the tinkling of fine silverware
underpinned by the purring whispers
of well-to-do's and their hobnobbery.
Buttery lobster and rib-eyed supper in
opulent gravies and exotic spices;
cornucopia fruits on sterling platters
all floating about the ballroom on
white gloved tuxedos.
There’s a thick pretense in the air;
a high browed notion of superiority
reflected off each gold-fitted gemstone
amplified when ostensibly viewed
through a monocle lens.
I suppose it’s a lonely company they keep
esteeming each other as conquerors
by cordially extended handshake;
dodging and redirecting questions incessantly,
so as not to be rude, no doubt.
All the lavish excess of the night
is surpassed in every rise and fall
of her chest, as I contemplate silently
what fate has befallen that life, no more
beaming behind those sapphire eyes.
Empty sockets abound, lifelessly
betraying boisterous expressions of mirth.
Dancing corpses swig their Dom Perignon
forgetting for tonight, at least,
the toiling lilies of the field.
Preston Graham
(Grahamburglar)
08/16/15
For Contest: Puttin on the Ritz
Hosted by: Judy Konos
Categories:
esteeming, beauty, celebrity, class, clothes,
Form:
Free verse
Celebrate versatility, of every ethnicity
Un-marginalise, break social exclusion, transcending illusions
A streaming subject that runs deep
Of chemical appliance, let go of the defiance
Un-tick the boxes, esteeming all, tear down the walls
A part of applauded appearances, let it go, let it be
Yield the root of the matter
Is it about good or bad? Or embracing what you have
With gratitude be glad
Set your own standards and expectations
The representational, be sensational
A headed glory, create your own story
To raise or lay down, finding YOU – be found
Twists, dreads, braids, outer beauty fades
Curly, wavy, straight, close the divide
No preference of side
No greater pick, fine, medium, thick
Long, medium or short, in spite of what is bought
Towards evolution, be your own solution
Of the inner voice, your personal choice
Hair is a journey, whether late or early
Whether young or old, inner value can’t be sold
In the midst of society, establish your priority
Of inner health, let that become your wealth
Accept yourself
Taken chances, of blessed finances
No worse or better, be your own trend setter
There’s every kind of beautiful, un-throne the judge
Unborn fears, traced back through the years
Your personal connotation, comprehend the relation
The way to be true, find your inner you
Of yours, of mine, hair does not define
Of no preference, a walk beyond difference
Inner realisations, natural formations
To tame for fame
Behold victory, realise your history
Un-ravelled vanity, embrace humanity
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©?
Categories:
esteeming, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Dear Lord, Almighty...
You be honoured for Your grace
enabling servant-heart attitude
emanating from submissive and grateful spirit
helping me to be the steward striving to do Your will
as You keep on drawing me nigh to Your heart
esteeming You above all else...
My God, thank You for showing
how long suffering* You are toward me
though I appear arrogant and unyielding…
Please constantly teach my heart
of humility’s virtue, righteously rewarding
as genuinely exemplified by Christ, the Saviour
Who yielded Himself sacrificially, with love so exceeding.
Thus, I seek Your meekness-grace drive;
help me bear --- for Your sake,
every act I perceive as condescending!
My Saviour, Your long suffering for me
highlights Your merciful compassion at work
notwithstanding my service that’s unacceptable…
Kindly correct my soul against prayerlessness
and faith’s increase-failure due to vanity-stumble
for me to progress in Your holy kingdom’s pursuit
making my servanthood fruitfully favourable.
Hence, I need Your power’s fortitude;
empower me --- to live for Your glory
as Your Spirit does move my being!
*Exodus 34:6 …The LORD, The LORD God, merciful and gracious, longsuffering, and abundant in goodness and truth.
August 26, 2019
3rd place, "If only you knew" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 8/29/2019.
Categories:
esteeming, appreciation, birthday, blessing, christian,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
retourne
Fully relying on God's sovereign grace,
spurning no more what she knows is His light,
Joyce has made a pledge - let God set the pace.
He'll help her win though she runs without sight.
Spurning no more what she knows is His light,
quickly renouncing all "right" to success,
gaining the courage God brings to this fight,
mission's ordained she once prayed He’d suppress.
Joyce has made a pledge - let God set the pace,
lifted in heart, she is filled with suspense.
Trusting His perfect support, she will face
mocking rejection from some on the fence.
He'll help her win though she runs without sight
welcoming limits, esteeming God's cost.
He'll track the course; she’ll depend on his might
awed by the treasure which she might have lost.
31 Jan 2015
for Judy Konos, Write a Poem contest
after reading Joyce Johnson's poems: Faith Is a Wonderful Thing and God's Wonders
Categories:
esteeming, blessing, faith, tribute, writing,
Form:
Quatrain
(Christ's nature pictured in a little child.)
Should Christ desire his nature known,
His manner so meek and mild.
Could he not take one of his own,
Reveal himself in a child?
Wide eyed in faith of things to come,
Resides in that heart so new.
A total trust in his Father,
With unreserved reliance too.
No doubt in motive concerning a friend,
Enters that mind so sweet.
In the child, you can depend,
The mirror of Christ to see.
Forgiving, always forgiving those,
With whom they have to do.
Loving everything around,
And, with enthusiasm too.
Esteeming no one really bad,
Or requiring work to do.
Children have hope and charity,
And smiles of thanksgiving too.
Could someone find a better way,
For Christ's love to be shown,
Except for Holy scripture, to say,
No better way is known.
In the child the effect of grace,
Is so clearly manifested;
While sinful human depravity,
Can hardly be detected.
Look in the world from end to end,
Searching as you may:
No surer picture can be found,
No purer judgment made.
Than in the beauty of the child,
One ever so meek and mild;
In whom love lies unconditionally,
And where there is no guile.
If this dear thought you don't believe,
Or dare not pursue:
Well, its no marvel at all to me,
Christ was once a child too.
Matt.18:3-6 "Verily, I say unto you, except you
be converted and become as little children,
ye shall not enter into the kingdom of
heaven.. Whosoever therefore shall humble
himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven, and whosoever
shall recieve one such little child in my name, recieveth me. But, who so shall offend one of
these little ones which believeth in me, it were better for him if a millstone were tied
around his neck and he were drowned in the bottom of the sea.
(Poem inspired by Braydon Ledbetter at age
of 1 Yr.)
Copyright © Lionel ... [2004-02-
Categories:
esteeming, metaphor,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Trust an airborne Ostrich like myself with clean wings as the boar
I have seen the lion sing and the songbird roar
But I stood in disbelief behold the bald eagles fly
Above the firmament’s heights implausibly the bald eagles ply
I have seen goats eat fish before nonchalant cats
Fried fish for goats and cats rummage for grass
Trust an arboreal Ostrich like myself gripping a branch with my paw
I entered Reykjavik’s warmth bolting through Hell’s frozen door
Gazing its skyscrapers and esteeming nature
The stroke of its furnace just as hot as Hell’s glacier
Sweat dripped down my eyes as I flew in fear
The reason for the smile is now same for the tear
It must be easy for you to believe an Ostrich like myself
A tiny Ostrich with a baffled heart almost enormous like an elf
Entomb my head in the sand and the funny peril is gone
Just like the soul has no mouth but its food is song
No different from my egg without doors but a chick entered
Same as God tolerant in the beginning but in the end is short-tempered
It must be difficult to trust an Ostrich like yourself
Men dub your views futile but only you know its wealth
Not wings to fly but ask for legs to run and crawl
He that advocates peace’s doppelganger starts the brawl
How far can you fly through turbulence and pours?
Now show them the farthest you can crawl when it rain cats and dogs
Categories:
esteeming, africa, allegory, courage, fear,
Form:
Narrative
1.Nothing regards better than
getting wise children.
2.Inheriting innocent heirs innocuous
for future generation.
3.Great Children are like fruits
of sowed seeds.
4.Kids’ little-porridge offer is
better than ambrosia.
5.Kind touch, strange languages
of children delightful.
6.Deaf to kids’ gabbling
flatter flute, guitar.
7.Father’s gratefulness, merit his
son among scholars.
8.Transcending of children profits
mankind than parents.
9.Esteeming son delights mother
than she bore.
10.Son’s gratitude, parents delight
for giving birth.
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Dedicated to Thiruvalluvar(31B.C), the author in Tamil
Translated by S.Kandasamy, MUSIRI, TAMILNADU, INDIA
Published in poetry.com on 7-12-13
Categories:
esteeming, family,
Form:
Couplet
With flood of tears I pass this message
About our today's message;
They've made their lives a big mess,
Neglecting their future on center stage.
They showcase immorality no matter the age,
To sex, rape, hard drugs they say yes.
Daily display of evil is sure beyond guess;
With effort they scout for those to encourage.
They receive full promotion from the press;
Their best fashion is indecent dress.
Good manners in deleted from their page
And their popular lifestyle is wild rage.
More of the victim is the teenage;
Social network has given their evil wide coverage,
Oh, how our investment is becoming a wastage,
May our tomorrow's hope not be a mirage.
Regard for elders is made so less,
Their evil flows without gauge;
They enclose their consciences in satanic hedge,
While putting the world into great stress.
If they refuse change, keeping their act fresh
And esteeming the works of their flesh,
God will not fail to give them their wage,
While Satan will put them in hell as in a cage.
Categories:
esteeming, addiction, how i feel,
Form:
Verse
My grandfather Hymie
spent his entire life at sea
his thick calloused hands
and ruddy complexion re
enforced non verbal body language
voluminous tomes as testimony
to countless years
(spilling into decades)
exposed to salty spittled
spumed raw elements que
sin art finest artisanal blended, crafted,
dredged by mother nature pre
pared within each trough and crest only
for thy fiercely weatherbeaten nee,
tough as rawhide, leathery,
chafed skin to me
not surprising, since
this mariner born, bred and near lee
schooled within
briny deep ever since knee
high (or so he claimed truth
to swirling rumor), jovialy
pleased that his purportedly
learnin' myth writ tik ne'r included
NEVER settn' foot in formal classroom,
his knowledge icy
anecdotes aced, surpassed,
and trounced that of what he
referred to as grenadier landlubbers
green behind the ears – glee
fully jabbing with his
unsheathed scabbard play flea
actually downplaying any exploits,
that didst educate him, prith ee
teaching him survival skills asper
getn' taut via eddy fied tests frequently de
siding a life or death outcome,
yet our Dickensian mutual friend
shared exploits while
he dressed not in tatters,
but self made clothes from cree
chores comfortable furs, and though
a striking appearance cut, ne'r
did this ole codger (fit as a fiddle
with tall slender build),
said middle aged man appeared quite be
coming. An aura, charisma, dogma
amazingly graced stalwart, gestalt,
deportment aie
found added an air of charming debonair,
esteeming flair, genteel heir
which tasked guessing years old,
aye presumed him to exit the uterine lair
at least a few score tours round oblate sphere
as aspect of youthfulness played across his eyes
one colored green like a spring day in the country,
the other jetblue sans burnin'
four pearl jam oyster cult year.
ah...them tha many decades past
since the merchant
from Neptune to mast
to nether world, though his parting seems
like it hapt last
year, noot nay twas scores o' full moons ago,
that grim reaper came swift and fast.
Categories:
esteeming, adventure, art, character, deep,
Form:
Ode
Self-Love
Self-love breeds conceit
esteeming one-self to be
above another…
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 2, 2010
Poetic form: Haiku.
Categories:
esteeming, philosophy
Form:
Haiku
The God I adore is the King Almighty Who revives my soul!
Blazing with compassion, He divinely fires up my worship zeal
Obscuring earthly pulchritude of brilliant alluring appeal
Toward revelation that radiates heavenly stewardship’s goal.
I esteem my Lord* – the best paragon of utmost sacrifice
Devoid of royal charisma, He came as a lowly servant
Enduring discomfort to offer freely His love of great price
Assuring me eternal life, as well as birthday blessings’ grant!
*Hebrews 11:26 Esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures in Egypt: for he had respect unto the recompence of the reward.
July 6, 2018
Categories:
esteeming, appreciation, blessing, devotion, faith,
Form:
Quatrain