Best Higher Poems
If I couldn't please you anymore
Would you still lavender love me
Or would your heart drop on black floor
Would you still hazel hug me
Would you still bring me red roses
Could you rejoice in being friends
If the intimacy department closes
Would you still try to hold holy hand
Would you feel disappointed and blue
Would you turn away from our blond bond
There's an elephant in the room
Would you seek peace in a sacred cream calm
Would you believe our love was a fail
Simply due to my new dedication
Would you try to meet me where
You found my new dedication
I'll never tire of your fire
I lived for it many a day
It is still you I desire
But in a different wholesome way
I am saying love is forever
Even when one of us reaches higher
We have a bond that will not sever
Corinthian Agape type desire
So it is a kind of jest
To ask you such a thing
When we have been so blessed
With love the heart can bring
If I stop an important part
Will you wither like rose inside
Will you take back red heart
And follow me and fuchsia find
There is a holy place of love
That plants a painless peace
Once only day dreamed of
Following pure holy lead
My love has not flown away
It simply matured dear heart
Would your love celebrate
And love me still in God
.
To feel D
E
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P
loss,
you must first have known great love ~~~~~
by Carolyn Devonshire
*For the “One Amazing Line” Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
YOU RAISED ME HIGHER
Lord, you raised me from a child
Have stood by me as I walk miles
Trying to find faith and peace
A home, a friendly face, at least
I had no home, no parents, and no friends
The trauma I saw, I didn’t think would end
As I grew in darkness, I grew in your light
I saw two sides of people, like day and night
Lord, as I grew older, I learned to be
The greatest version you gave me
My soul is pure, and my vision was clear
You always helped me when in fear
I moved away from the rock, at Seventeen
I was full of hope, so full of dreams
I got to live, for six beautiful years
I laughed out loud with friends, I shed no tears
But, at Twenty-two I was brought down
Life was taken from my body, dreams crushed on the ground
And you always stood by, protecting me
While I met the hell, everyone refused to see
Lord, you raised me up higher, when I fell down
You kept my mind and soul, safe and sound
When I prayed for hope at all cost
You always raised me up when I was lost
Lord, they broke my body, and almost my mind
I fought a cruel system, lost in so many crimes
Years passed slowly, but, I refused to give in
I believed there was more, Lord, you were my friend
Thirty-five years later, I'm stronger, I am still alive
I broke all their rules because I would not comply
Now I sit in my home, in peace and faith
I see a different future, I'm in a different place
My mind is power, I am light
Now, I guide your angels, day and night
And what you speak, I freely share
To let them know there is someone always there
I survived much more, my angels, you will too
Look closely at your real mind, God shows a truth
Nothing in the darkness can take you down
Unless you make it the king and give it a crown.....
(c) Giggles the Poet
April 1, 2018
2:32 p.m.
I MADE IT AND SO CAN YOU
MAKE YOUR MIND YOUR ***** ;)
Change your story, change your fate
Someday I shall fly higher than the eagle
Soar to the top of these majestic hills,
I shall breathe free and feel, oh, so regal
The sky, my kingdom, with rapture fills.
Soar to the top of these majestic hills
Where pines towering above green valleys
The sky, my kingdom, with rapture fills,
I shall reap applause with grand finales.
Where pines towering above the valleys
Reaching for the vast heavens far beyond,
I shall reap applause from grand finales
With a carefree abandon nature spawned.
Reaching for the vast heavens far beyond
I rise higher into a promising atmosphere
With a carefree abandon nature spawned,
At last, learning my reason for being here.
I rise higher into a promising atmosphere
I shall breathe free and feel, oh, so regal,
At last, learning my reason for being here
Someday I shall fly higher than the eagle.
Written August 29, 2022
Submitted to "2022 Marathon Lap 14" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney
A Higher Power
Things go wrong in our life
And we know that they will
We find our self-struggling
Climbing steep hills
When we find our-self low
Reaching for the sky
Afraid to smile
Because we have to sigh
The cares of the world
Pressing us down
The mountain gets
Higher round by round
Life amazes us with all
Its twists and its turns
There’s a higher power
We seems to learn
We try so hard in life
To just stick it out
The burden gets heavy
And we often doubt
Sometimes we often wonder
What is and what ain’t
Not knowing that our victory
Is closer than we think
Faith and failure
Walks hand in hand
The little things in life
We find hard to understand
Trouble seems to find you
No matter where you go
And you find your-self sinking
Much deeper than before
You count the time of rescue
Every second in the hour
And now the day
Seems brighter, Thanks
To a Higher Power
There’s a lesson we must learn
When things turn inside out
Trust in the higher power,
And just stick it out!
since when did you care about what your parents thought
their trembling hands clutching dusty photo albums,
dreams for you etched in whispers,
like the fine print on a warranty you never read.
smart, they said,
smart enough to untangle the wires,
but never the knots in your chest.
immortal—they wanted you invincible,
a timepiece that slowed down
only for holidays and funerals,
never noticing that your hours burned faster than theirs.
abstinence, they prayed,
as if purity were a shield
against the sharp teeth of the world,1
but science taught you
the chemistry of craving,
the physics of loneliness,
the biology of need.
they wanted you science-oriented,
but you learned to dissect their dreams,
and the heart, you found,
was just another organ
pumping blood
into someone else's expectations.
So since when did you care?
you don't.
you never did.
broke and trying to raise two kid's
before age twenty.
My Poetry Book contains poems about love, family, pets, faith, humor, children, grandsons,
and analogy..My favorite poem in my Poetry Book is in Senryu Form and reads as follows:
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My love for mankind
Is burning fire when alone
Then I leave my home
Time is running out....
visitors have warned us,
we must realize a common vision-
the destroyer comet is near once more,
our future depends on peace and harmony,
the old ways of greed and war must end-
our inner spirits know the truth,
all must unite in this common goal-
artistic harmony, and the pursuit of peace
and love will bring the strength needed,
when the time comes for us to join
advanced civilizations in the universe-
our current systems of greed, corruption
and destruction will not be tolerated among
cultures far more advanced than ours-
if we are to survive, the spiritual qualities
earth visitors most admire in us, must be
realized-
each of us must vow to live.... in a plane
of higher consciousness-
will you make that vow with me?
Let's reflect on
being mortal, and spiritual beings.
Between the pain and confusion
life offers, and the finality of death:
we find faith, hope, trust, and love.
We're endowed with emotions, consciousness,
and a conscience;
which fuels the human heart:
buttressing the poorest foundations,
to carry the weight
of higher expectations.
Miracles only happen
to those who believe in miracles.
Looking back in time:
often shows us a distorted image of reality:
a collection of brutal truths and outright lies,
filtered through the passage of time.
And while bigotry cannot erase yesterday's shadow,
it can alter tomorrows',
by penciling in the shadows of today.
History's jagged edges
cut as deeply as any knife;
draining the heart of love,
and the soul of hope.
Skin color is a human obsession:
God is color-blind,
as is Man's best friend: the dog!
I am walking to higher ground.. For that is what I seek..
Walking with bare feet I feel the ground of the earth.
Nature with all its glory.. A vision of beauty ... Hills and valleys..
Green luscious landscapes captured for a moment like a canvas in time.
Divinity speaks to us.. All of the time..
I cannot hear her.. I cannot hear her lovely tunes as it echos in the valleys..
I cannot feel her strong enery everywhere.. I cannot feel her touch as she tries to comfort me..
I have closed my eyes.. I perceived only what I wanted.. For my perception
is my illusion. Divinity is Creation filled with Divine Love.. Containing elegance
and extreme beauty. Experience and gratitude has brought me to this joyful place filled with abundance and peace.
For I can truly say that I have seeked wisdom to higher ground..
I have found it..
Seeking wisdom to higher ground.. Not a destination..
Seeking wisdom to higher ground is within ourselves..
That alone is the key to finding it..
To reach a higher power we need a higher frequency. Prayer is one way
to arrive at the door fully dressed and ready to join the Universal light.
Those that have gone before us are paving the way and sending us
vows of love through angelic energies and devout prayer. (BREATHE)
Place yourself in a quiet room surrounded by candle flame or stand
next to the stars that are out on a solitary night. Either way you will
be in full view of heavens, alongside those who have gone ahead.
Immerse yourself in the celestial bliss of God's eternal light.(BREATHE)
The earth is a womb that never ceases to hold and comfort the living.
Heaven is the cathedral that never ceases to minister, so breathe
slowly and loose yourself through prayer .
Look how the rain invigorates, see how the life giving waters of worship
drench, yes you are God's flower. He is planted in your heart and in the order of all things, He has placed you 1st, so you too must place Him 1st in your life. (BREATHE )
To reach a higher power we need to reach a higher frequency. This can only be done through meditation, prayer worship and devotion. Cease the light and pass the torch, in love and light.
Your Sister , In Christ.
Mystic Rose
The final words were spoken
Honoring his life on this earth
So many kind hearts were broken
The day they laid his body to rest
~
Whispers of regrets were muttered
Behind most compassionate glimpses
Thoughts of heaven were soon uttered
As grief gripped the souls at the grave
~
Soft winds of melancholy blew in the air
Leaving feelings of desolation and dread
Accompanying their hearts burning prayer
For a happy home awaiting his gentle spirit
~
Although his body will soon decay and rot
There is no doubt he was very deeply loved
Someone who God assuredly had sought
To become an angel up on the higher ground
Dedicated to “Luke Hill”, who died on September 21, 2020 at the age of 39 – May God take better care of him than he did himself.
Decay Poetry Contest
Sponsor – Constance La France
September 24, 2020
I love a boy with soft eyes and a lost soul
The one that makes me feel
Like I'm never alone.
At home when I'm in your arms
After the storm you're my calm.
You put me back in the clouds
That's where I am with you around..
It's the place where I rest my head on your chest
Falling asleep to your voice is the sweetest gift.
Like waking up to a new day
Your startled heart, beating in my ear
As your alarm makes us both jump..
We smile and I cuddle back up to you
Five more minutes is worth more than it's time value..
You look like how the sweetest cologne smells
Filling me up til my lungs expel, a smile onto my face..
With you is my favorite place.
We can build a castle in the sky, wasting time..
Swimming in eachothers eyes.
I will be your cup of tea, you'll be my variety..
We can have everything.
And when the sands of time bring death about
We will die but I have no doubts
That in the end we will still fly
And live in our castle up in the sky.. ~
There once was a freshman from Thomaston
In ignorance wanted to have just fun
When facing failing grades
Played even more arcades
His higher education now undone
Syllables: 7-10 lines 1,2, and 5(10)
5-7 syllables lines 3, 4(6)
Written: July 09, 2015
Inspired by Andrea's contest..
Quote chosen that was written by Mark Twain: "Education is the path from cocky ignorance to miserable uncertainty"..
Living the high life
Everything feeling alright
The stench of weed in the air
We don’t care
It’s 420 everyday,
Where we come from
All work, and mad play
That’s how we get it done.
Now I’m sittin’ here typing away
Hoping the weed
Will make the pain float away.
But I know it’s mind over matter
That’s the only way you’ll feel better
We’ve all been in pain here and there
But time heals all wounds,
Just like they say.
Now I’m sittin’ here thinking
How does my mind really work
Why do I get dressed the same way,
Everyday
It’s almost as, if it’s clock work.
Life is strange when
You look at the little things in a different way.
It really does help,
It makes all that pain go away.
And all those sad times,
And all those blues,
When I thought about you, and only you.
But you are nothing to me anymore
You will never set foot into another window in my house!
Nor the door!
You treat women as if they are your whore!
You have no respect, or self-discipline.
You really are a pitiful thing,
But in my life, no more
Never again to enter my mental, or physical doors
Life is so much better now,
Life has so much more amour’