Best Healed Poems
Prayer For Her, This Wounded Heart Healed
Please keep this dream in my lost life
remove painful sting and life filled with strife
Let her dance and sing another sweet tune
as I hold her under this, merciful God's moon.
An excerpt from: "As I Hold Her Under This, Merciful God's Moon"
(written 7/26/2015)
For- Your Best Poem #2 contest, sponsor Shadow Hamilton
Now Submitted for contest: July 19, 2019
Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 3
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden
Love Was Sent, Treasure That Healed Two Crushed Hearts,
A Collaboration with Susan Ashley
Life shattered, soul crushed, another one has perished
once gone from this world was all she ever cherished
No amazing and joyful tales to tell the kids
just naked silence, from raging of black rapids
From heavens above, truest of gifts handed down
romance sent, from He that wears faith's eternal crown.
In that gloom and doom came our Spring's resplendent morn
Love, joyful sound of Living, thus we were reborn
Love, its Lights flamed, happiness needs no explaining
summer warmth came from darkness rapidly waning
O' what glory, shall your heart forever hold mine
our sweet blessing, came from angelic hands divine
Within nights, kisses that sated our hot desires
came oaths of eternal love that never expires.
In that gloom and doom came our Spring's resplendent morn
Love, joyful sound of Living, thus we were reborn
Our soaring passions’ pure as nightingale’s song
enrapturing seduction righted what was wrong
upon our heartstrings’ twilight music we did fly
as supernova lusts did unfurl ‘cross the sky -
scintillating stardust showered us with magic
our souls’ kissed in sparkling bliss since events tragic.
In that gloom and doom came our Spring's resplendent morn
Love, joyful sound of Living, thus we were reborn
Dreamy nectar - ripened wine, whetted revival
as I sipped upon your essence for survival
rousing the wild-honey luscious look in your eyes
behind ambrosial mist passionate beauty lies
on thirsty tongues of fire we burned ‘till morning’s light
melting past the pain in moonflower swirls of night
In that gloom and doom came our Spring's resplendent morn
Love, joyful sound of Living, thus we were reborn
Robert J. Lindley and Susan Ashley
(a collaboration), April 24, 2019
Poet’s note: My dear friend, it always a great honor for me to be able to collaborate with you and truly enjoy your inspirational verses! Such a blessing is to me a very precious gift you give me and my appreciation is sincere and honest in this my admiration for both your great friendship and your magnificent poetry talents!
She was once young and immature
Delicate to the touch, fragile to the core
Always trying her best, yet being bullied
And despite all the ugly hurtful things were thrown at her, she was secretly hiding all the pain behind her smile
whilst silently crying in the dark where no one can ever spy on her.
She was a broken soul living in pretense
Fast forward to the present
She woke up a spontaneously changed person.
She’s grown and matured into a strong and fierce spirited woman-
She’s learned to set aside the pains from the past
She stopped allowing bullies and criticisms to affect her mentally and emotionally
She is cheerfully unconcerned about who do you think she is
And she is especially without a care of pointless drama
She is healed, she’s proud
She’s got the wheel and in control of her own happiness
She is now daring and passionately enjoying the blessings of the present
Akkina Downing
11/5/20
For those who rise above haters and bullies
A beautiful way of questioning
With pen and paper you empart
Although you think that you are broken
You have been gifted a perfect heart
Your spirit sheds its perfect diamonds
We have each witnessed them in your tears
You have experienced so much loss
Today you are wise beyond your years
To come to know you is our pleasure
For you are a person who is real
You are still living life with purpose
Yet you still allow yourself to feel
Yes, one day you will have your comfort
What is broken will be fully healed
The pain will give way to joyfullness
As the answers to you are revealed
Yesterday flows into tomorrow
As life's river travels it full length
You were born to fly high above it
As you are lifted on wings of strength!
Inspired by and written for Broken Wings.
Once upon an autumn eve,
faeries danced among the leaves
of a great old oak, deep in the woods,
that sits behind my neighborhood.
So delicate, these sprites, they be,
an enchanting vision’s what I see.
luminescent in the full moon’s light,
lovely little twinkling lights.
Like dancers around the maypole, they
sang and danced, in a charming way.
Their tiny voices, barely heard;
no other life there, even stirred.
Ethereal chanting, tranquilized me,
while they healed an old oak tree.
Vibrations swift, in woodfae song,
fairy medicine, it is quite strong.
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.)
WALKING AWAY HEALED ME
I wanted truth, you told me lies,
you love me but you agonize.
Now, I am glad you acting mild
for I and her have reconciled.
I walked away with troubled breast
but within, echoes, I am blessed.
The fallen tears dried soon, I smiled
for I and her have reconciled.
Your shouts, your doubts: they made me strong!
You are unaware, I reviled
but this I don't like as swan song
for I and her have reconciled.
Gone are the days, you crushed my dreams,
I strive. I thrive. I became wild
but I am here, crowned with soft beams
for I and her have reconciled.
With a face healed from pains and fears,
a warrior but still a child,
I cry quiet, my loudest tear
for I and her have reconciled.
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***Kyrielle - rhyming couplets or quatrains
with a refrain repeated in the last line
7:08 pm, December 14, 2015
How the deceit in his eyes blinds like ash,
It clings to me in deafening silence
As I wail aloud only the moonlight hears...
This lesion from summers ago comes, blunt
That now whenever dusk burns a flame
I review embers of memories crackling
Within a buried voice...raging, raging
Like an explosive, thin gas that devours
All the coal within my scorched plight...
But then, his fraudulent gaze now heals my heart.
Re-Entered: 9/21/2016
100 in a ROW CONTEST: For PD A
By His stripes I am healed
By His blood I am washed
I am a new creation
And forever I am free
Wash me in your spirit
Purge me from my sin
Take away the shame I feel.
And bring me into peace
Cleanse me from all wrong
Thoughts and attitudes
Cleanse my body, make me whole
Wash me clean with your power
Make me the child who can be taught
Who is willing to be led
Let me eat of the living word
And truly well be fed
Let your healing flow through me
And touch another heart
Show your loving grace through me
And let them truly see
You are the son who sets them free
When in faith they bend the knee
You have come to give them life.
And give them all eternity
Your failure, thought by your ear
Words of another, your dread spread
My shoulder, never not yours
Reconciliation; your voice heard.
A misery, my own doing
My recoil, accepting the proximity
Sorrow, the feeling behind my joy
The pain untold, but written in silence.
As your tears I feared; your side I embraced
A seat you offered, an honor remembered
Conversation alive again, its fragility accommodated
Your speech to me, always a pleasure.
My smile true; my heart whole
Another day for some; a renewed dawn for me.
Rescue Me Lord
You rescued me, Lord,
I want you to know!
When I was dead in spirit,
You reached out Your hand
just in time!
When I was sick of mind,
You renewed me!
When I was sick of body,
You healed me!
Thank You, Lord, for Your love,
Your mercy, Your care,
for Your friendship!
Stay by my side today,
let me feel Your love.
Remember the first time I started to trust you.
It was the strangest feeling I had yet to give.
I told you my secrets, my past and my fears.
And that was all i had to share.
You never left me like I thought you would.
Standing steadfast through the distant brewing storms,
You always listened and knew what to say
Knew when to give a hug When I was having a bad day.
I used to listen, when you said you would always be there,
Barely registering the words spoken, believing it to be all a jest.
My courage did falter but never your faith.
Today the scars heal, i begin anew, new me, new life, and happiness with you.The ghosts finally laid to rest.
I sit and think about all the times we spend together,
the silly smiles and the secret gestures that bamboozles others,
now i know you'd last through any weather.
It will never be too late for us to be.
Finally i believe you will stand by me through it all,
The glorious smile still resplendent.
As you so rightly said, there's light at the end of the tunnel.
Together we cross over to the spot where the sun shines bright.
the spotlight shines and the actor takes the stage ready to excel.
A fresh act begins of a new play.
A glorious chapter in a yet to be written essay.
And, as I began to play the tune, the power of the words from my song, “There is Healing in His Hands”, miracles began to happen all over the sanctuary and so I just continued to sing. The first announced miracle was a young mother who brought her baby son over to grandpa. The baby had been born with a skin disease. He had a severe rash all his tiny little body but now, his skin was all clear and smooth the way a baby’s skin should be. Before she sat down, a man with severe heart disease felt warmth come across his heart and then he noticed his heart beat was totally normal. One man who had no bladder and was wearing a bag, all of a sudden felt the urge he had to go to the bathroom and when he did, the bag was not unattached and he was able to use the bathroom normally. A blind woman who had come with her unsaved husband received her sight; she had been blind for 10 years. After she received her sight, her husband broke down and cried, “I believe, I believe, Jesus I believe in You now! He knelt down and accepted Him into his life at that moment! A crippled man got up and out of his wheelchair, he had been injured in the Korean War and was hospitalized for many months. He had been in a wheelchair ever since he was released from the Veteran’s Hospital and now, he was running, not walking, but running around the sanctuary. We had one Viet Nam veteran that had lost most of his right arm and injured his left hand and the Lord put his arm back on him and fixed his injured hand! Praise God!!!
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November 29, 1919
Dearest Janet,
I would love to come to your parents' Boxing Day Party.
I adore you. I want to marry you.
But if you are still angry I will understand.
Just give me a sign ~
I anxiously await your reply.
Forever yours,
Henry
In 2008, Janet Barrett, a guest-house owner in Weymouth, Dorset, UK, received a letter – an RSVP to a Boxing Day party invitation, which had been posted on 29 November 1919. It was 81 years late! (dramatized content)
AP: Honorable Mention 2021