Best Goodness Poems


Premium Member Spiralling

                             Sipping the
                           Poisoned, dark
                         Inky medicine..
               I am Remiscent of a
             strange Alchemy
              silently lulLing the 
            unsuspecting Lovers
             surreptitiously Into the twisty,
                   snakey, turNy underworld of
                                Gnarly trees and
                       rootS that writhe to
                       triP the unwary heart.
               a pastIche of memory that
                       Reminds of 
                      Alluring all
                  the Lost souls
                        sLowly
                           Into the 
                             Nocturnal
                              Gaze of the
                         omniScient
                      ever Present,
                ever lovIng
                    fatheR and creator
                         of All things;
                          indeLible,
                            everLasting,
                              consIstently
                                  eNgaged for
                                  Goodness

Premium Member Thank Goodness It's Only Once a Year

Turkey so dry that I can’t speak
Brussel sprouts boiled for a week
Roast potatoes burnt to a crisp
Lumpy gravy
I feel
Sick

Jan Allison
26th October
Inspired by Andrea’s contest but not written for it!

Premium Member Growing Goodness

The days, they quickly come and go
who knows about tomorrow.
Will we greet another day
be touched by joy or sorrow?

Why do we waste our precious time
on things like greed and hate
when any day could be the one
we're called to Heavens' gate?

From this day on I choose to live
and fill my life with love
to share the gifts that I've received
from our Lord above.

I'll use my voice to trample hate
where ever it is heard.
Where ever there's a broken heart
I'll place a soothing word.

As these days pass quickly by
I'll do the best I can
to plant the seeds of goodness
into my fellowman.


Premium Member JUST NOT BY FRIDAY

If we steadfast seek it,
        feel we truly need it, 
                    heed it as heart moving and joy fueling,
                            then spirit will send it, but the when 
                            we decide is a date He will override.

Faith is more than asking, it’s relaxing even when
time leads us to believe too much of it has passed for  
Him to show up on our behalf.  Faith is knowing we
need not know what He knows about the perfect 
timing for all things.  From revealings to healings to 
tangible needs, delivery time is only perfectly 
manageable by Him.

When a need realization first dawns so does             
                            the course start that will bring it forth.
Extending impatient hands will not hasten
                           the accumulation of factors needed for
                           manifesting a blessing we are after.
Too many details can lessen blessings compared to what
                           our Flawless Crafter can entail.

Perfection is an intricate creation, many elements converge
to aid it that only Spirit is aware of.  Just the universe is
posed to spiritually know the truly ideal blend for the
ultimate, fulfilling send.

                             While the universe combines 
                          many ingredients for our answers, 
                          we, as an unaware factor, begin 
                          an ebb and flow in thoughts and 
                          feelings that grow us receptively
                          prepared for what, how and when
                                     the universe shares.

The Hidden Goodness of Kind Souls

I didn't want anyone
to have a sad Christmas,
so I roamed Manhattan's star-decorated streets,
where many a homeless weeps...
where was I to find that someone,
if not in that corner where a barrel fire was?


By God's grace, I found that unhappy person in ragged clothes
to give my four presents to,
ending the drama of his woe
by bringing coat, shoes, gloves and a long scarf
to erase the misery of a beggar whose cold night was rough;
he widely smiled when I leaned forward and offered him my gifts!


Bewildered folks wearing the latest fashion attire, did not have
the decency of stooping down and give him a single quarter,
and doing so they killed the Christmas' spirit entirely...
a generous spirit well-known in this city;  yes, my anger
could have made me lash out at them with indignation,
but realizing how greedy people can be withholding love:
I gasped in relief to discover a creche of our Savior so cheery 
along the festive Fifth Avenue to get rid of my frustration!


What I found there was a Heaven-inspired sight
of gleaming angel's hovering the stable announcing Christ's glorious birth... 
while beneath bang-pipers and trumpets players, glowing with mirth, 
accompanied the youngest choir singing, "Holy Night."
Perhaps venturing out in the cold of the wealthiest city,
gave me the opportunity to realize the hidden goodness of kind souls
that give away their humble presents in various forms,
not expecting anything in return...but rejoice in the delightful sound of harmony.

Premium Member Kind Words

Raise your thoughts into the light
With yellow sun and starling flight.
And from a humble heart, uplift
To share kind words,
A loving gift.


Thank Goodness For a Sun

Thank goodness for a sun,
the rays that cross the plane!
My office remains melancholy,
a dimness I defend.

Daily I defend this muted light,
thinking it "muse", drinking it blind.

On overcast days, I get away with it;
be it blinds pulled, or curtain down
(rarely both: I'm not an ANIMAL!),
a ray or two may lift the room,
cause a breath, pull me out.

In day, the birds do not distract so.
Outdoor noises are immaterial.
Night of course, is a cause in itself.
At these times, sleep is a mistress
I dare not court, nor think about.
Night draws and draws, she never gives back.

Thank goodness for sun, and a nap on the day.
Earth's elegant axis, Sun's elegant ray.

~TH~    http://wrongwaywriteway.com
© Tom Hitt  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Goodness Comes From Within

Why is it so hard for some to have self control?
All you have to do is just have a little discipline.
It’s a state of mind you should never have to be told.
It’s based on strength of character that comes from within.

We’re all born with an inherent sense of right and wrong,
Whether into a family of the rich or the poor.
Someone with bad intentions always sings the same old song.
They use the excuse that they were never shown an open door.

No one ever said that life was easy or even fair,
But it’s up to you as an individual to see,
That everyone has their own demons and cross to bear,
And you’re the only one that can set yourself free.

No matter who you are or where you come from,
Or whether you believe in God or something else,
You can always choose to do something good for someone,
And know in your heart that goodness begins with yourself.

Evil and Goodness

Goodness is hiding in every shadowy corner of this world
We must find a way bring it out in the open so that it’s blinding
glare drives evil from our midst. Greed, prejudice, hatred, and
uncaring hearts seem to be ruling the day. These human traits
coupled with ignorance as a common human frailty prevalent
within the masses set the stage for evils continuing reign.  We
must not become victims of our own inaction. To free goodness
from the shadows we must not become complacent and accept
the jeweled falsehoods that evil presents as tokens of its good will.
Be ever vigilant and wait not for the hero amongst us to step forward
and save the day.  For it is the power of our numbers that will ultimately
prevail if collectively we choose the path of equality for all.

Premium Member Goodness' Mirror

Evil can never be reflected upon the well-polished mirror of goodness! 







© Demetrios Trifiatis
   16 November 2018

Remembering

If you should leave before I do
(and I pray that won't be the case),
precious things I'll recall about you.

The words you spoke
were sweet, gentle and kind.
I hold them with love on my mind.

Your voice was warm and silky soft,
it soothed every pain I knew
and healed me through and through.

Your eyes were a prize of brillant blue.
I melted when they focused on me
and marveled how they came to be.

Your hair was fragrant, rich, and fine.
How often I buried my face therein
and kissed your lips, cheek, and chin.

I remember oh so much more,
how heads turned at the sight of you
and how I relished that envying view.

But above all else, my precious love
I will forever recall and cherish
your goodness born above
and practiced throughout our marriage.

(Written in 2015.)

The Lantern Bearers

My fellow pilgrims on life’s path,
I greet you here today
To share a tale of gratitude
For help along our way.

Our best route is the straightest path,
And narrow from the gate.
But most of us went crashing through
As though we couldn’t wait
To see the things in store for us,
The sights that life would bring,
Not knowing that the track is steep
And dangers wait to sting.

A plethora of vistas wait
For those with eyes to see
But fog can sometimes block our view
As daylight starts to flee.
It’s in these dark and tricky parts
Where angels come to play,
With lanterns born above their gaze
To light the hidden way.

And when we pass beyond their light,
Another’s overlaps,
Until we’ve reached the sun again
And crossed the risky gaps.
These angels are but humble souls;
A neighbor down the road
Who walks their path with righteous steps,
And shoulders others’ load.

God bless these lantern bearers!
Without them I’d be lost
And never find my way back home
Despite the distance crossed.
© Dean Wood  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Faerie Flower Therapy

Twinkling with mysticism,
magically peeping among fragrant
blossoms, reveling the aliveness of
frolicking, rollicking cousins.
Faeries congregate in tittering 
pairs, occasionally in triplets
or quads, encouraging, and cajoling.
Sagely inspiring lively flowers 
to show off their most beautiful.
Hiding from the non-believers,
delighting the rest of us, luring
us back into their gardens.
Aspiring us, and uplifting
us, without pixie dust, rather
 with soul feelings that sprinkle our
day with goodness – so pronounced,
we can only get it here.
Faerie flower therapy,
nothing better to aid 
in healing of psyche.

Premium Member Love Is the Answer

You aren’t blind to the pain in the world
The sorrow and sadness, worry and dread
The fears that overtake hearts
And dissuade dreams from being said

You aren’t someone who ignores the facts
The arguments for reality’s doubts
The burdens of concern that cover love
And darken the light that falls across hearts

You know the truth of life’s heartbreaks
Yet you never allow this actuality to get in the way
Of your love, your light, your laughter – your insight
You still give without expectation and live
Without giving in to the suspicions of distrust

You listen to your heart and follow your dreams
You welcome friendship and kindness and feelings
You hope and believe, have faith in the tomorrows
Who bring you renewal, fresh faith and a belief
That carries you away into silent reveries of grace

You are warm and kind – with a heart that delights
In giving generously, with a hand that is open
To presenting joy with unending faith in the knowing
That LOVE is the answer to every prayer breathed

Overcoming Evil With Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

"Do not be overcome by evil, 
 but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
 is often misunderstood.

Many tend to "get back" at someone 
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.

You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
 need to understand.

Remember  the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any 
"revengeful attitudes."

You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy... 
being gentle and kind.

Rise above whatever evil 
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with 
God's goodness... today!

Allow the cross of Christ to be
 lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
 bitterness and strife.

A compassionate and loving person 
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!

An overcomer of evil is often
 difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21

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