Best Joyful Poems
The snow has gone and winters work is done
Song birds are singing building nests in trees
Earths axis turns and brings long days with sun
Bright daffodils sway gently in the breeze.
Bright coloured flowers growing everywhere
On trees the buds and leaves will soon be seen
New born lambs in fields run without a care
The grass in fields and lawns is now so green.
The landscape canvas looks so fine and grand
Poets and artists capture springs great joy
A masterpiece by our God's skillful hand
His stunning artwork we can all enjoy.
Enjoy spring its time for celebration
As our earth goes through rejuvenation.
Written 11th March 2021
There are tears of some old memories
But joyful ones abound
Friends that shared my life awhile
I wish were still around
The sunshine slating on the field
Chewing on blades of grass
The unique sense of humor
That caused hilarious laughs
Bracelet strings a wish or prayer
Tied in every knot
Unanswered though those wishes
Treasured friendships never forgot
An old guitar, a favorite star
Best friends no matter where they are
Tucked in my heart forever, ever
Memories that perish never
As I remember, A whispered prayer
Of light, I leave on heaven's stair
My spoken prayers to God, the King
Where joyful angels fly and sing
Prayers for friends of yesterday
I cherish still in memory
Within my heart to stay
In a world so vast, where dreams take flight,
A young girl danced in morning light.
With heart so pure, and eyes so bright,
She embraced a life, both kind and right.
No hurt she caused, no pain she spread,
Just love and joy, where'er she tread.
Her laughter, like a songbird's tune,
Filled the air beneath the moon.
In fields of green, she'd often play,
Chasing worries all away.
Her smile, like the sun so warm,
Could calm a raging thunderstorm.
She knew the power of gentle words,
How they could heal like singing birds.
With kindness as her guiding light,
She made the world so warm and bright.
No need for riches, gold, or fame,
For in her heart, happiness came.
Through simple things, like blooming flowers,
She found contentment in her hours.
With friends around, both near and far,
She'd wish upon the evening star.
For love and peace, for all to share,
In her world, she had no care.
A life so sweet, without a cost,
Where love and kindness ruled the most.
A lesson learned, in whispers soft,
From the young girl who lived aloft.
Yes, that girl is me, in every way,
Choosing love, come what may.
In this story of life, I'll be my best,
Spreading love and happiness, a lifelong quest.
Buck buck buh-buck-buck
Buck buck buh-buck
Buck buck, buck buck, buck buck buck
Bucka buck bucka bucka buck
A'buck buck buck.
Buh-KAW k'buck buck
Buh-KAW k'buck
Buh-KAW k'buck buck
Buh-KAW k'buck
Buck buck buck buck
Buck buck buck
Bucka buck bucka bucka buck
A'buck buck buck.
"Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore."
~ Psalm 16:11 (The Holy Bible)
In Your presence, there is fullness of joy
A joy that no one can ever destroy
You cheer my soul and clothe me with gladness
Your joy is my strength, no place for sadness
My soul bursts out with joyful songs of praise
In adoration, my spirit, I raise
Rejoicing with joy inexpressible
For You have made Yourself accessible
Your words, my delight, the joy of my heart
Keeping Your commandments, full joy impart
My lips shout for joy, soul exults in You
For You have clothed me with salvation true
Rejoicing in hope, joy everlasting
Night weeping will end, dawn joy contrasting
In all affliction, joy overflowing
Reap with shouts of joy, though in tears sowing
I have set the Lord always before me
You're at my right hand, shaken I'll not be
I am glad, my whole being rejoices
My heart, mind and soul, all lift their voices
6th March 2023
For Constance La France's "Writing challenge - J words" contest
My wondrous love, my soul cries joyful tears,
when i do feel your heart beat against me.
As i hold you close, gone are all my fears,
and our glory i know shall ever be.
Your siren eyes they do call to my heart,
in the depths of my soul your song does sing.
From the heart of your eyes i shall not part,
all my love and care to you i shall bring.
In the depths of my love beauty i see,
you are the beauty, the light of my soul.
In your embrace love so gently can be,
ever in echoes your love is my goal.
Ever i know throughout all of my years,
my wondrous love, my soul cries joyful tears.
~ ~ ~
What fulfilling love through the years we've shared
Our hearts pulse as one though age takes a toll
With no other would I've wished to be paired
Our romance lives through each breath we extol
What you glimpse in my eyes can be defined
by the same vision I fathom in yours;
A forever love, heavenly divined
Come and walk with me upon moonlit shores
In echoes our love shall ever resound
to depths far deeper than ocean or sea
Our hearts and souls, perpetually bound
Wherever you are is where I shall be
Tears of joy testify to love's glory
They verify years of our love story
Thanks for renewing our joined writings, Mike. Your sonnets are always a joy and an opportunity to imagine.
June blooms a cheerful lemon daisY
Of buttery dawn's fresh creamy shinE
Yielding a delicate cornsilk petaL
Filled with marigold light to dwelL
Under curved heaven's canary crown halO
Lingers, supine, in the dandelion meadoW.
5/27/20
For 'Double Double Words to Bubble' contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Shared 1st Place
With your love, you
love me, with your
strength, you Lord,
Strengthen me
By your living word I am
Given wisdom, faith, and
Knowledge with which to
Guide my ways
I have need of your love
Every moment where sin
Has a chance to enter,
Where worldly lust has
A chance to rise
I need your living word to
Guide my feet, for your word,
Is surely an illuminating
light for my path
For alone, I will fall alone,
I will stumble alone, and
My life would be given into
Worldly sin
Without you, my mind might
seek To do the evil which
might breed in a lustful heart
I cannot stand alone without
Your power, your grace, your
Love, and wisdom to guide me
My bones would become brittle
As a result of sin, and my body
Would become sickly falling prey
To worldly decay
My youthfulness might disappear
Enabling sin to have its way
with me, if you are not near me
I shall age before those who
Are older in years, for I will
Become old and disabled, my eyes
Blind and my hands feeble
I will be lost in the worlds
Darkness, and madness of sin,
If you, my Lord are, not my rock,
my sure foundation…
For only through you can one
Gain eternal life, an eternal
Gift Which shall endure forever
Only in you is paradise found
For your love is the one true
love which inhabits heavens
paradise forever within itself
I have such a great need for you
To be my God, my Lord and my
Master, to supplement me all of
My days spiritually
I beg for the crumbs from your
Table of life, so that my spirit
May have Its hunger filled…
That I may always be a part of you
My master, as you are inside of me
Filling me with your lasting love
So that you will never say to me
Again, If you love me, you will
Do all my commands…
And I will reply gratefully to you
Lord, “I will do as you command and
even more.”
So that when my restoration is made
Complete, you will seat me in the
Presence of my brothers and sisters…
Where together we will praise you, Lord,
Morning, noon, and evening with Joyful
Psalms of praise.
(Written, October 1976)
Repair
There is a fragment of psychosis left behind,
by the illusion of leverage.
My personal resolution to stop the sinkhole
From becoming a derelict tourist trap,
has fallen short of success.
I drop to my knees to request more time.
The raised and beveled edge of my heart is guarded,
It is reluctantly given another chance.
my laugh raises hair on people’s necks
it is not petite, polite, refined, or subtle.
it is a throwback to your hillbilly ancestral
caveman’s outrageously loud and ugly laugh.
when it happens, it is as if the bowels of my
inner crazy is released after 4,000 years in
a dutch oven.
I forgot how loud it was when I picked up three
boys for a little “hey, let’s learn this board game”
session in the hallway where teachers’ classes are
trying to work.
One of the teachers said, “Mrs. K, the kids wondered
where all that laughing was coming from, but I knew.”
I started to apologize, and she said, “I love hearing it.
I loved it; I truly did. Do not apologize!”
I heard later that a rude teacher, who is always dour
wanted me to apologize. I had already tried, right?
I ask the Lord's blessing to fall upon you,
I look back with thanksgiving and trust.
The worst of my foes has not broken through
my Jesus is joyful and jealous and just.
I look back with thanksgiving and trust
when your condemnation comes past my gate
my Jesus is joyful and jealous and just
though His vengeance may sometimes seem late.
April 23, 2019
A "Ruthimus Divisa", taken from my poem, "I Ask the Lord's Blessing to Fall Upon You", written March 08,2011
Planets live their lives, spinning;
Colorful carousels in
Space, never worry about
Death; they’ve too much joy.
Flamboyant search for a woman who had lost her mind.
Luckily she was outrageous and quite easy to find.
Her rainbow hair and the braided elephant she rode
Were clues easily deciphered, faster than Morse code.
She wore a turquoise hat, with a noisy penguin on the top.
She shopped at every store, and bought every broom and mop.
She was loud and happy, and she sang and danced pure joy.
She was amazing and funny, and she delighted every girl and boy.
They said she was crazy, the naysayers, the means, and the moody.
She was the happiest being in the village, our own delight, Miss Toody.
She was funny and cheerful, and made everybody have a happier day.
We captured her daily, but every night, we let her squirrel herself away.
If this is a woman who has lost her mind
Then more of us need to, for she was truly always kind.
If this is a woman who needs to be put in a cage,
Put me in with her, for to me she is all of the rage.
Nature is joyful, man is suicidal,
Listen to the birds, or he’ll shoot himself in the head,
Whether he respects the elephant or he will blow up the planet,
Let him share the silence of the lakes or he will drown in his whisky.
Whether he drags his feet on grass or agricultural paths,
He cannot cross the border fixed for him by the blue sky,
Man is suicidal, nature joyful, forever,
The man must dance with the bison on the sacred earth,
May he never forget that our sun is a rotating star,
That rain falls from the clouds really, yes, but not love,
Man must know his fears, like the egret
Or the arrogant wildebeest, repeat it, to whoever wants to hear,
Nature is joyful, man is suicidal.
JOYFUL
Joy
Surrounds
The manger
A star shines bright
Love spreads in the night
A peace celebration
Angels with admiration
Fly with precious birds, spreading word
To villages of houses, tree to tree
Christmas lights fill windows, in the dark
Paths of harmony, light the way
Carols spread through the valleys
With snow capped peaks above
All frosted with love
A carriage ride
Leaves soft tracks
Jingling
Joy
Heidi Sands
12/14/23