Best Gracious Poems
I wonder whether this is love or lust,
If rain reigns in the day or dark night,
Confused as I lay low without foresight,
My soul sails through the sea of metal rust,
Clean my lens and brush my hair just to adjust,
Hoping to see my diamond shine so bright,
This passion can`t be hidden but brought to light,
as I look at the sky to know who to trust.
Heaven smiles at me as my joy abound,
This reminds one that shinning stars are few,
Knowing that goodness and bliss will be found,
I walk towards my pearl for the time is due,
Her beauty and traits spin many heads around,
For her benevolence you have to take a queue.
*Valentine Poem*
No matter that we've never met,
Compassion radiates from afar.
Rippling outward, gathering strength,
Expanding across the oceans wide.
A warm light like a rising sun,
Gently touches grieving hearts.
Distant strangers, I empathize.
Compassion has gracious eyes
For your sorrows and your tears.
With time, may it soften grieving pains.
A Strong Flame flickers
In the distance
Moving toward you
When it is time to shine,
Shine.
When the time has come
To dim your lights, be silent,
Speak with your eyes and heart.
Watch the new amber radiate in the midst.
Flickering flames are approaching;
Some have come to refuel you.
Prepare to welcome their glowing energy.
Receive them well.
When the givers of the new light
Come to embrace you,let them !
Remember: For all things, there is a season.
"You cannot forever be the giver",
become humble, as a gracious
receiver is also blessed.
Let them give, for it is written.
"It is more blessed to give, than to receive".
What is hidden in the passage is.
"Not allowing a person to give,
because of your pride,
is also cheating them out of their blessing”.
“Let them who hold the strong flames,
now restore you,".
And be grateful.!
Elegant traditions slowly fade.
A life of service, a worthy trade.
Helping others is its own reward;
inherent virtue can't be ignored.
Wear a tie, tip your hat,
shine your shoe, don a spat.
That's the proper way to do;
adopt a cultured world view.
Bow to kings, royals 'n mates;
respect heads of state, delegates.
Greet keen chums only by first name
but global icons with refrain.
Represent with pride your workplace;
they'll recall a friendly face.
Of course, you're free to have some fun,
remember to square your cummerbund!
In this world of joy and pain
Yahweh has been so gracious
It's His Word that does sustain
In this world of joy and pain
His love for me will ne'er wane
His promise, not fallacious
In this world of joy and pain
Yahweh has been so gracious
05.21.2021
For Kim Merryman's "Try a triolet" contest
Gracious engagements we now insist
Healthy bonding for friendship’s wealth gain
Allowing welfare’s peace to persist
Midst loving bliss and respect that reign.
Healthy bonding for friendship’s wealth gain
We do learn from each other’s wisdom
Midst loving bliss and respect that reign
Devoid of pride that stains good will’s freedom.
We do learn from each other’s wisdom
By partnership along helping mirth
Devoid of pride that stains good will’s freedom
Fulfilling God's aim for us in this earth.
By partnership along helping mirth
We accommodate varied delights
Fulfilling God's aim for us in this earth
While appreciating unique traits’ sights.
We accommodate varied delights
Aware of wondrous differences
While appreciating unique traits’ sights
In closeness where love* indeed blesses.
Aware of wondrous differences
Allowing welfare’s peace to persist
In closeness where love* indeed blesses
Gracious engagements we now insist.
*1John 4:7 Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.
May 10, 2020
3rd place, "Pantoum Rhyme and Personification" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 6/13/2020.
Edited on June 14, 2020
Lord our God, great and gracious
we look to you our certain hope
for you know all our concerns
help us to trust holding your rope
Fill us, Lord, with real living faith
a faith that will make mountains move
even a little mustard seed will do it
for you're able always, you will prove
Lord, in your love you've shown mercy
sending Jesus as our sacrificial lamb
taking our sins to Calvary's cross
love divine as our healing balm
(This is a personal prayer to encourage us all at this difficult time to fill us with Hope, Faith and Love.)
The gracious woman grows through her own self-reflection
Everything she goes through in life is a lesson
Her beauty is of essence such as her presence
Full of integrity, compassion, and optimistic guessing
The courage that she brings
Screams a strong woman destined
With the passion of a soldier at war
She is honorable, respectful, worthy and more
Qualities that must be adored
It was the day I wanted the most
Yet dreaded as the worst,
Seeing the jumpmaster’s eyes
Way up there in the sky,
Waiting for the scream
“This is a paratroopers’ dream
Stand in the door—lean and mean!”
C130 paratrooper’s Jet, 1500 feet above earth
M16 Weapon by my side, ready to hit the dirt
Knees bent as a dog’s leg on the ledge
Crackling nerves on screeching edge
Cotton dried mouth like a Sahara’s wedge
Soldier before me threw up his lunch
Stomach flipping—fear gripping
Paratrooper’s static lines scraping, moving
Shinny brand new paratrooper’s boots
Shivering to a shuffling groove
Trembling to its new roots
Cold palms slippery from sweating
Camouflaged face twitching like electric shocking
Eyes like a road map dredged with red
Boots shuffling towards the elliptical edge
Heard the jumpmaster’s words
“Go, go, go—jump soldier!”
I felt like a lonely hanging leaf
Growing from the side of a cliff
Just dangling in the breeze
Like a trapeze with distance in between
The moment of truth arrived
Saw the green paratrooper’s light
Heard the Jumpmaster’s voice—“Go!”
Cannonball leap into the rushing breeze
Wings of angels—still praying all the more
One thousand…two…three…four…
Parachute opened above—“Puff!”
Then I knew from the Lord
As I descended safely below
I am still His beloved!
One
little
sunflower
alone among
many headless stems
poses by my mailbox.
Some summers ago, others
flourished there, but were all mown down.
If they can forgive their being slain,
perhaps they will resurge and rejoin her.
Today as I back my car out onto
the street, I chance to glance over where
that one new flower has remained,
and I see, to my delight,
that the lone sunflower
has brilliantly turned
into a small
and gracious
group of
three!
for the Encounters with Flowers Poetry contest
Creatures of earth
Where do thou draw thy mirth?
Thou fumble through bed of roses
And flaunt thy jewels and dresses.
Then thou smile and chortle
But where do smiles go after?
I am a lady
Voice little, inaudible.
Yet a prayer must not be loud
Not even like a tiptoe
Or the shingles of ornaments from Cleopatra’s neck.
A prayer must be as silent as that of the nativity scene,
As humble as the child in that manger.
I wish not of silvers or golds
Neither of clothes that mark differences
Nor cars that make distance
I desire of armor not for myself
But for my son and daughters
That they may tread on life,
Free from evil’s snares.
I pray for an Evergreen tree
Planted on my husband’s heart.
For like that tree, love must not wilt nor fade.
I light a candle.
The gracious woman is hated
She is not overrated but such a natural one
Morals and values dictated
Through her trials and tribulations her smiles stun
Family and friends created
Stay optimistic throughout the long run
The woman is so courageous
A strong heart is number one
She seems to be contagious
Her relationships are always undone
Her worthiness is outrageous
To find another is dreadful
To lose her is regretful
A woman of this caliber is so special
I love the smell* of God’s gracious bounty
Freely exuding pure leafy-green scent
Breathing out Creator’s fragrance, so fresh
Oozing great nature’s delightful perfume
Enriching paradise breeze with good health.
I love the sound of God’s gracious bounty
Chirping birds in tune with gushing rivers
Soothing zephyr wafts serenity-bliss
Cicadas’ symphony serenades swell
Surpassing crickets’ concert with pleasure.
I love the taste of God’s gracious bounty
Fruity, savoury meals, mouth-watering
Gustatory buds victoriously blend
Midst sumptuous feast enriched with sweet thoughts
In a wondrous picnic at Eden’s park.
I love the touch of God’s gracious bounty
Warm caress from heavenly sunshine rays
Foot therapy along great sandy trek
Exhilarating water falls’ embrace
Secured rejuvenation-engulfment.
My heart thanks God for His gracious bounty:
Creation’s smell of perfect redolence
Nature-sounds reverberating praises
Flavorful zest toward well-being taste
Divine touch assuring the Lord’s presence.
*Philippians 4:18 … A sweet smell … acceptable, wellpleasing to God.
November 27, 2019
1st place, "Smell, Sound, Taste, Touch Repeat Sense" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sheri Fresonke Harper; judged on 12/21/2019.
A full moon night
to my delight
what is so wrong
with doing what's right
nothing is right
after so long
no use in complaining
time to move on
The Dream Water one day
might take me away
farther from the comfort
of familiarity
I float on my back
then shut my eyes
my body now sinking
into ocean arms open wide
Now swallow your son
back to his nature
when he is no longer
needed to stay here
the next generation
are dooming themselves
they need my experience
to guide them through hell
Why should I bother
on my own, I strive through
I turn my back on the thought
of bothering to save you
alone in this world
my, is it spacious
I'm finally smiling,
never so gracious.
Haiku #12,024-12,028
I welcome winter
with virgin clean fields of white
crisp air, well dressed nights
Spring's voice too, will sing
with nature's scent wakening
be done spring cleaning
Summer will slip in
my shoulders bare as I jog
through drizzle's warm breeze
Fall makes a comeback
I am awed by the clearing
a year laced with zing.
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