Best Guarding Poems
With Enchanting Winds, Her Pledged Guarding Hosts
In yonder land a princess lives,
With gentle winds her guarding host;
Suitors gaze as her beauty gives
Her sweet elegance, all the toast!
Yon dark castle, Dread lays in wait,
Its black anger, hating her charms;
Vows he, her enslavement tis Fate
Tho' it be by great force of arms!
For her kind heart it wants to bleed;
Savage her and sate its evil,
Yet Fate, grants mercy to her need
destroys this monster primeval!
In yonder land a princess lives,
With gentle winds her guarding host;
Suitors gaze as her beauty gives
Her sweet elegance, all the toast!
Robert J. Lindley, 2-19-2017
Poetry form,
Lin Crazy Eights, Tail-Rhyme , 100 words
Syllables Per Line: 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables: 128
Total # Words: 100
The sphinx holds secrets,
meant to remain secret.
Ancient secrets, alchemy,
are not meant for uneducated minds.
Those ignorant of this ancient lifestyle,
must never know the secrets.
Modern minds are incapable of controlling,
modern technology;
ignorance and overconfidence,
can destroy universes;
such has been, too many times before.
Past civilizations,
on the road to techno-marvels,
self-destructed;
Atlantis, Mu, Lemuria, are among them…
cowering beneath Neptune’s waters.
Tthe human species,
pursues destruction,
more than anything else.
Sphinx is wise, to protect her vault.
When the species,
collectively realizes it’s own failings,
Sphinx will divulge the combination,
to unlock her vault.
Gargoyles guard
The evil haunted house
Where ghosts live
Skeletons reside within
The caskets outside the house
The dark corners
Contain the deadly warlocks
And witches that fly
In the full moon
The bloody landscape contains
Jack-O-Lanterns
Candles light up the area
Around the dug up grave
Where zombies walk
Within the old graveyard
All evil roams tonight
Russell Sivey
Forlorn, with only her tremulous sigh
A beloved child-woman, pleasant but lost,
When shadows end love’s moment to decry
Resplendence of evenings… oh fate all crossed:
Her once lucent essence undone this time
When emptiness grasps for vaporlike air
Through midnight’s taste, each bitterness a grime
As pour of frothy tears spill everywhere...
And marrow, veins, claim anguish deep inside
Neglecting an ebullient spirit, bold
That she in this lackluster room would hide
Without moon with blur of secrets untold.
Yet he, through mystical spell guards her ways
To calm a heart as rune of light obeys.
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Written 1/20/2019
Submitted to John Hamilton's Best Sonnet 2019
7/08/2019
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~ Beloved- 2 syls~ pure rhymes via rhymezone.com
Inspiration from the Film ‘ Ghost’, Character Molly ( Demi Moore)
The fairest of vases sits upon a mantle high
While admiring eyes gaze; doors breathe a long sigh
No expression nor smiles, but its presence calls
To kings and serfs steadfast within encamped walls
Like a beacon shines through opaque, foggy skies
Captures glances of awestruck ones, mesmerized
Unadorned, its beauty, most exquisite pales
But guarding red roses, beauty never fails
~*~
September 18 Scripture Meditations Based on Matthew 24-25
Key Verses – Matthew 24:4-5 And Jesus answered and said unto them, Take heed that no man deceive you. For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR GUARDING ME AGAINST DECEPTIONS
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ transgressions
Because of Your truthful regulations
That teach me to discern misconceptions
With Your wisdom, showing biblical instructions.
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ perils
Because of Your guiding anvils
That bring me toward faith-maturity hills
With Your Word, assuring Your promise-fills.
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ iniquities
Because of Your holy entreaties
That protect me from tempting falsities
By Your righteousness, purging guilt-causing impurities.
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ destructiveness
Because of Your powerful mightiness
That leads me to service-fruitfulness
By Your blessings, pouring heavenly graciousness.
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ hypocrisies
Because of Your light as well as divine mercies
That illumine me for understanding midst inconsistencies
By Your revelations, exposing wrong prophecies.
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ attacks
Because of Your security-packs
That deliver me from carnality-hacks
By Your omniscience, governing spiritual tracks.
Thank You for guarding me against deceptions’ defeats
Because of Your victorious treats
That pull me out from despair-seats
By Your exhortation, glowing with revival heats.
September 18, 2022
socks on the floor
trailing through the room
two pair towels and t shirts
dirt stained
happy laughter from the bedroom
music
shouting
Shelia guards the door, tail tip wagging
she's got her girls where she wants them.
By choice,
the nature of the heart
is guarded
by secrets not freely disclosed.
If your heart emotes a signal
both soft and old,
an ancient longing you can’t withhold,
a glimpse or glimmer maybe bestowed.
In silent speech you may detect
a feeling of familiar sameness
and wonder at the wonder
have we ever been met?
Our Subconscious
Residing very deep—
within our brain and our psyche,
it speaks freely to the spirit world,
guarding always our precious thoughts
whilst touching our hidden emotions,
and talking to those who want to listen,
and to those who want to connect to our shared
humanity, as we seek ethereal answers,
and bravely face down the Unknown,
and to those certain sacred secret surreal aspects
that define who each of us really are,
as we cry out loudly to Almighty God,
who observes us from His unique heavenly perch—
always so far away from each of us,
yet always so close to our heart and soul.
Almighty God does indeed use His spiritual persuasion,
through His angels to reach out to each of us,
and to speak to us through our subconscious.
Why should such a blessed occurrence surprise anyone?
This does not in any way conflict with holy prayer—
for Almighty God shall be with us all forever!
Amen.
Amen.
Amen.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 20, 2021 (Triadic Stanza)
In the hidden darkness of the guarding night,
Where the silent world holds its breath at dusk,
Lies a deep and undeciphered secret,
An untold story where love and destiny meet.
On the unseen path where shadows dance,
We were like two spirits lost in an ancient spell,
Seeking the answer in the undying flame of a candle,
In an unbroken dance of dreams and promises.
The whisper of leaves and the song of the wind guided us,
Through the corridors of time where reality and fantasy intertwine.
We were like two comets traveling through the cosmic sea,
Searching for that meeting point where stories become real.
Under the dome of the starry sky, where mystery watches,
I felt your secret, emerging from the depths of times gone by.
In the mystical silence, we both felt the burning longing,
An unbounded desire to find what seems lost.
I miss that night, the enchantment that enveloped us,
The promise of a love that died in the heart of the night.
Yet, in the cosmic abyss where the mystery persists,
I continue to seek you in an unseen world where love exists.
Life brings us many temptations
but God has His remedy warning take care
listen well to His counsel so clear
to ignore them shows a mind so bare
The Lord God Himself loves us so much
showing His care saying be on your guard
against all covetousness that threatens our life
invading our heart seeking to be starred
Our life does not satisfy in things
for possessions are fleeting and vain
the Lord God Himself is forever real
being the rock from the rain
Satisfaction comes only from our living bread
feeding in Christ the satisfier of our soul
He's the one that gives true nourishment
having atoned for our sins made us whole
This is life abundant spiritually renewed
being separated from all that's earthly
living unto the Lord Jesus as our king
for Jesus, we worship for He is worthy
(And he said to them, “Take care, and be on your guard against all covetousness, for one's life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions.”)
Luke 12: 15 (ESV)
Continue fearing the Father above;
Self-guarding as would a real dove,
Your girl's innocence which snakes
May bite and tear like stolen cakes.
A vigilant conscience is the most trustworthy guardian of integrity!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 July 2019
White markers salute, forever at
Attention, waiting for their flags
And flowers, visitors, and friends,
Watching over those who sleep,
The few, the proud, the souls
Who guard Heaven’s Gate.
Every May they all get dressed
With red, white, and blue and
A salute from those who follow.
Every November their birthday is
Celebrated by past, present
And future, a brotherhood known
By no other, a family created
Through a gauntlet, never to let
Each other down.
Shined boots salute as another
Comes to rest amongst a sea
Of white. A bugler’s call, a
Single tear, a silent goodbye.
Another guards Heaven’s Gate.
Truth imbibed, a steady stream,
awaits the mind to chase the dream.
We feel it settle in our bones,
a whispered truth the soul has known.
In time dissolved, where stillness waits,
meditation guards the gates.
Through silent thoughts, the echoes call,
revealing what we’ve known through all