Best Excellence Poems
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But only elegant people can have beauty in their eyes
Only great people can compliment another
And bad ones see with eyes that is sly
Trying to judge using their own ways on others
Seeing not any compliment no matter how you try
But nice ones have eyes that see further
Knowing what the empty page implies
When complimented, know the complimenter is excellent too
Because he's seen through the hue
She's left the spoilt and picked the good
Only a thieve can predict a thieve
Clothiers best know the quality sleeves
And only weavers see through the best weaves
Scorpions never compliment but sting
Empty barrels only tink
But lovely people give you wings
thanks to Dalia for the inspiration...
"When The Snow Melts",
When "Spring Is In The Air"
When "Tears Of The Sky" shower blessings
When"Zephyr's Silky Tendrils" caresses us
When "A Nightingale Sings Of Dawn's Glory"
When basking in "Sunset Silence"
When "Night Sky's Party" is splendid...
We thank our "Saviour"
for the"The Luxury Of Breathing"
for "Bottomless Love"
We are "On Cloud Nine"!
When we are filled with "A Sense Of Emptiness",
"Lost In The Fragility Of Dreams"
While living "A LIFE JUXTAPOSED"
Full of "TEARS", "depression"
While offering "A Painful Prayer","Forgiveness Prayer"
When we "Cry Out To God"
We experience "God's Goodness", "His Sufficient Grace"
Understand he is our "Refuge And Strength"
We are filled with "Eternal Hope"
"Why forbear when He is near"!
We feel like "A Blessed Bud" with
"No More Worries For Tomorrow"
We understand "Life Of Trust - A Must"
"Attitude Of Gratitude" helps
"Happiness Is In Small Things"
We offer "Thanks" to "God's Goodness" his " Graciousness"
"HE Is" "Giving Godly Grace" " Every Time"
We experience "Agape Love"
We sing "A Song Of Praise"
"Keep On Singing"
"Lord Jesus Christ, My Joy"
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Note: Whole poem is made of titles of poems written by Jo. I have merely added few words here and there.
I choose Jo as I love her poetry, I find her poems, beautiful, and profound. Her poems on Jesus always fills me with faith, love and joy. She is adept in all types of poetry. For this contest, I searched all her past poems and found many poetic gems. I need to take time out to read all her past poems.
I attribute this wonderful poem to her superb titles. As I wrote this, I experienced how much God loves us.
Thank you Jo from the bottom of my heart
16.06.2021
Poet Chosen : Jo Daniel
Submitted to Title Wave, Richard Lamoureux
Note: "Arete": Pronounced [ ahr-i-tey ]
Sometimes our best efforts go unnoticed
by everyone but ourselves.
We strive mightily to succeed and accomplish
something we think is important
and of value to others
that ultimately ends up in the proverbial wastelands
of unseen and unrecognized accomplishments.
Poets know this all too well
as we put in endless hours
of deep thought and effort
to mold a few letters and words together into
something never seen, heard, or experienced by another
to lift one's heart and soul up off the ground
or change or challenge a reader's perspective
on any number of the innumerable mysteries
and enigmas of life profound.
In sum, we strive to shed new light on those around.
Too often, however, our efforts fall far short
of those whose eyes we hope to entertain
and our endeavors appear to be all in vain.
But are they? While we may be writing
for the response and recognition of others,
above all, we should be writing for ourselves,
because at the end of the day, good writing
is an arduous, lonely and persnickety pursuit
towards happiness, self-satisfaction and improving
our own mental well-being and state of mind.
Writing builds character and helps us shine.
The ancient Greeks called it "Arete," meaning excellence,
or the extreme commitment to attain.
It's nothing new to poets or writers of any kind
or any other person who's dedicated
to being, doing and/or becoming the best
that they can possibly be
at whatever it is they're striving to achieve.
It's just a little something we would all do well
to remind ourselves from time to time.
When the recognition doesn't arrive
to fill our hearts and heads with pride
or obstacles stand in our way,
remember writing means more than what we say.
And blessed are they who think
in terms of Arete`.
Days of learning,
Teachers of value and kindness,
The language foreign and then familiar,
English, a refined mode of learning,
That leads to higher education,
Favorite teachers that mentored comprehension,
Crests and awards to recognize achievement,
The blessing to be there with friends,
Choirs and drama,
Sports and athletics,
Normal progression,
With some exemplary results,
Humble fashions with excellence,
Graduations you reflect on,
Days and nights with parents and relatives,
Simply miraculous,
God's blessing.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Part of the denominator,
extraordinary matters level off
and find the lowest trough.
The so-called experts
joust with the pretenders,
and they are wrestling still.
In days of yore the Seer
would proclaim the truth,
accepted by the old, the youth,
whereas for now we do His will.
Are we shackled, are we freer,
hungrily our mouths to fill?
Time will not stand for surety,
the prophet's exhortations gone to dust,
while totems crumble, metals turn to rust,
we try to compromise, a bitter pill
for those who crave acerbity
and swear our bliss to spill.
Were we to strike good earth,
avoid all roiling undulation,
seek and hold a firm foundation,
and ascend the highest hill,
then would excellence be realized for what it's worth,
and our hopes and dreams we would fulfill.
Mother
*yoruba edition*
'Better lose the saddle than the horse'.
Every mother's voice echo these 7 words
To her child, not just out of love,
Not entirely for love but for joy.
The joy of motherhood.
This life will be hard for you
Omo mi, sugbon yio dara fun e
She assures her young child.
Nitori ti omo ko ba ni ayeye o wa ni owo iya
The pains of motherhood.
A mother is a child's guide through life.
Come, follow me, close your eyes
Think of the rose, and let us go;
She said to her child at birth.
The duty of motherhood.
Iya ni Wura!
A woman who has children, does not die.
She is a mother, in life and beyond.
Her name forever in the hearts of her children
And their children.
Her presence felt through memories when she's gone.
Every child will grow up,
Age and fade off with time.
This life cycle of ours is like a river,
It goes and comes.
But a mother's milk is priceless.
Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare
SPEAREPOETRY™
If you hope to be one of means and property,
And to be perceived as truly ‘one of a kind’,
Never tolerate or accept mediocrity.
Develop, while young, this fine quality.
Reaffirm it daily in your mind.
If you hope to be one of means and property.
Over-acheivers are definitely a scarcity;
Average and below average people aren’t hard to find.
Never tolerate or accept mediocrity.
You’ll always be surrounded by those in poverty.
Work harder in body and smarter in mind
If you hope to be one of means and property
While you’re young, consider this your duty:
Knowledge is power--education of any and every kind.
Never tolerate or accept mediocrity.
Someday when you're frail, old, and crotchety,
You’ll recall what I had you commit to mind:
If you hope to be one of means and property,
Never tolerate or accept mediocrity.
Alphanumeric emergency is her agency of supremacy,
press your neck with a kiss ment for carniverous kinesthetics,
move you into a position of requisition, repitition aphyxiated with joy,
she can always be found on the border of banishment and bedlam,
bedevil you between hesitation & aggression, hug you inbetween love & anger,
place a soul betwixt a lamb and lion, orchestrate necessity with a natural nimbleness,
ask one to trample or tumble upon the question mark,
numb you as a plumb hung on a ledge too long,
she'll say thank you as your resources become a subject of ridicule
and when the lungs of childhood age with exhaustion from hailing her
more effort she will exhort, bite you on the fingertip of surrender
reminding us that glory is a growl from the jaws of jealousy,
earthy are her entanglements,
healthy her arrangements,
keep you searching for fragments on battlefronts -
J.A.B.
In a pursuit of excellence
All the effort, no violence
Not an endless, bourgeois voyage
Have all the possible courage
Need not be a total silence
In a pursuit of excellence
When serenity knows no bounds
Tranquillity always rebounds
It's a hard work, not at random
With knowledge and faith in tandem
In a pursuit of excellence
With honesty in corpulence
Be careful, no one could be harmed
It's all peaceful, no one be armed
Prime's to be the benevolence
In a pursuit of excellence
Jan 27, 2016.
For the contest 'SHOW ME QUATERN POETRY! (I Like Mine Rhymed)'
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
Revolutionary insight excelled
for forty days and forty nights.
Noah discovered what rain was;
Moses received God’s ten laws twice.
Josh and Caleb searched out the land;
Jesus triumphed o'er Satan's tests.
Goliath’s grand boasting accrued;
Elijah travelled in anguish.
I think you are a writer par excellence
Your prose and poetry are simply divine
With ebb and flow your phrases make sense,
With remarkable meter and exquisite rhyme.
Your prose and poetry are simply divine
You have a fine understanding of perfect tense,
With remarkable meter and exquisite rhyme
Enjoyable reading, my friend, every time.
You have a fine understanding of perfect tense
Upon reading your work, I never need to wince,
Enjoyable reading, my friend, every time,
Elevating my literary appreciation to the sublime.
Upon reading your work, I never need to wince
In giving out words of praise, I will not mince,
Elevating my literary appreciation to the sublime
As I see it, your skills have reached their prime.
In giving out words of praise, I will not mince
With ebb and flow your phrases make sense,
As I see it, your skills have reached their prime
I think you are a writer par excellence.
written December 8, 2021
HONORABLE MENTION
"Rhymed, Metered Poems" poetry contest
All Poetry, December 15, 2021
Here stands a fair beauty
Queen with poise and
Dignity.
The daughter of an
Erudite,an erudite herself
One of the three central
Spoke-persons in the
Assembly of law-givers.
The defender of the
Helpless,mother of the
Motherless. As fearless as
A lion,who dared the
Gunners in power,time
Had she spent in jail,
Thrown in by the most
Powerful.
One thought she would
Cower down,yet more
Resolute she became.
For stonewalls do not
Make a prison make.
She still the people's
Mouthpiece.
Champion of war on
Gender in-equality,a
Visionary leader,hope is
Rekindled-hearts rejoice,
Tears of joy pour freely as
She mounts the podium
Of power.
We all pay for dumbing down
educational standards all around
from thriving metropolis to sleepy small town
Incompetency reigns throughout customer service
Doctors' inaccurate diagnoses make patients nervous
Corporation mission statements, worthless lip service
It starts in the classroom, where teachers won't demand
if you want to say something, first raise your hand
Then later on, when rampant cheating's ignored
which leads to society's ox getting gored
So, let's stand up to teacher union's bureaucracy
Their idea of excellence - in truth, mediocrity
Insist on high standards, from grade one through university
and say No! to preference based on 'diversity'
Yes I am of the almighty Obafemi Awolowo University
The alpha and omega of all other institutions
No argument about that fact!
I am of the almighty Obafemi Awolowo University
Nobility runs in my blood
And legitimate pride in my veins
I am made up of high level of intellectual sagacity
And an uncommon high level of moral standard
After all, we are for learning and culture
I am of the almighty Obafemi Awolowo University
To survive in every part of the world I have been trained. How?
I started off my life in the great community at the bedrock of OAU Militancy
Continued my journey in the castle of great men
I have the Awo blood flowing in me
And you are still wondering why and how it is possible for me to survive under any condition?
I am of the Almighty Obafemi Awolowo University
The hub of political consciousness and academic exploits
The ideal community ought to be modeled by every community of the world
A peaceful community where we all learn to love and respect each other irrespective of background
All hail my great citadel of learning
All hail the Almighty Obafemi Awolowo University
Relentlessly pursuing educational and cultural excellence.
Note: Once a GREAT IFE is always a GREAT IFE!
©ABSOL
Part of the denominator,
extraordinary matters level off
and find the lowest trough.
So-called excellence will
joust with the buffooner,
and they are wrestling still.
In days of yore the seer
would proclaim the truth,
accepted by the old, the youth,
whereas for now the spirits mill,
are we shackled, are we freer,
hungry now our mouths to fill?
What price for surety?
the prophet's exclamation gone to dust,
while totems crumble, metals turn to rust,
we try to compromise, a bitter pill
for those who crave acerbity
and swear our bliss to spill.
Were we to strike good earth,
avoid all roiling undulation,
seek and hold a firm foundation,
and ascend the highest hill,
then would excellence be realised for all its worth,
and our hopes and dreams we would fulfill!