Best Minute Poems
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Here one minute, gone the next
Life is everything it seems
Live each moment like your last
Never give up on your dreams
Wake each day to something new
Offer up a helping hand
Smile at a perfect stranger
Help a weary one to stand
Count your blessings one and all
Find the joy in every day
Best foot forward with each step
Show the world you’re on your way
Actions have their consequences
Think of others it affects
Time is short and always moving
Here one minute, gone the next
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10/2/19
Written for the: Here one minute, gone the next Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Is all we have, just hours or years, a lie we believe.
We have no clarity as to what God will do.
So grab this minute given to you by God, you don't
need to be ruled by the terrorism of the mob.
The mob will shirk you, humiliate you, so do look for
the leading star in a crowd.
Like sheep they huddle in common mediocrity, adoring
each other,so slovenly.
Their eyes never raised to adore, just to gain points, they
do keep score!
Patting their own backs constantly, with no credit ever,
not for one second to God.
Indeed, in the arts and literature, many are eternally lost.
Refusing to realize, that the eternal loss of their souls is
their ultimate cost.
August 5, 2019
9:30pm PST
Every minute is a gift
We often do not realize it
Until we feel our minutes
are numbered
Every minute is a choice
They are not replaceable
So please choose wisely
Every minute
Wasted
Or enjoyed
Your choice
Damned frangipani streams of misery
do ripple his heartstrings with injury.
Menagerie of scented memories
infuse his mood with lost love reveries.
Luscious sepals once had held his heart,
her early twilight darkness did impart,
mute mockingbirds in grief no longer sing,
sunset is bleeding last vermilion fling.
Ancestral home on blissful breeze he flies
pellucid prayers and soul ascend pearl skies.
Susan Ashley
January 7, 2018
~ Third Place ~
Contest: Best Rhyming Poem 2018
Sponsor: John Hamilton
~ First Place~
Contest: 10 Words and 10 Lines Challenge
Sponsor: Silent One
*Required words; menagerie, vermilion, infuse, mockingbirds, twilight,
frangipani, luscious, pellucid, ancestral, ripples*
~In His Eyes~
(The Minute poem)
In His eyes precious you know
He loves you so
Jesus can save
For you life gave.
God in His goodness gives option
With God I'm on
Lord hear prayers
Believe He cares.
God makes us all unique you see
His love hearts key
Just let him lead
Christ saves indeed.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013
January.11.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
~Authors Notes:
The " Minute Poem" is a poetry form or style created by Verna Lee Hinegardner, once poet Laureate of Arkansas.
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
It's been a minute since I had that real love
That real touch , That means so much
that is hard to forget .It's been a minute
since I had a hug that means so much
that melts away a broken heart. Its
been a minute since I had a smile that
last for hours. It's been a minute since
I thought good thoughts about how love
starts and never ends. Its been a minute
since I laid in some arms that were big and
strong and I know that were I belong
Its been a minute since love was made
and I was not afraid if I woke up and
was still happy to see you stay. It's been
a minute to know if that its real and that my heart
has finally healed from the pain and the shame
but till then . I still feel it will be a minute before
I can heal.
Angelic glow surrounds her face
Eternal Grace
Forever Love
From God above
Inspiring Poems that she has penned
A Poet Friend
A Heart of Gold
A LOVE to hold
Always helping to find the Light
Jesus in Sight
Heavenly Chimes
With-in her Rhymes
Inspired by and Dedicated To Robin L. Gass
Isn’t it strange time waits for no man…
Yet some find ways through Him to help
them take a stand.
Such as even in the busiest part of my day…
He comes to me and tells me the words
to write and gives me a message to relay.
To show that each minute that passes is as
important as another…
And with this God given time we are to love and care for each other.
That only through Him our time unfor-
tunately comes to an end you see…
His plan is not unimportant or insign-
ificant to you and me.
So, use your time brooding over your
past or make amends…
And you may find that time hasn’t done
away with all your friends.
Thank God for waking up, for opening our eyes
Another day is at hand
filled with opportunity
perhaps a wedding band
Thank God for releasing our arms from sleep
Thank God for separating the land from the water
For giving us two legs, for letting us upright walk
…not to mention creatures who think and talk
Thank God for girding us with strength
for giving us perception
in three dimensions
height, width, and length
Thank God every minute of every day
for the countless miracles He brings our way
for our elbows, shoulders, our feet down there
for our eyes, ears, nose, mouth and hair
Thank Him profusely the day before we die
Do it devotedly ~ we’ll begin to understand ‘WHY’
HERE ONE MINUTE?
The tree it grows
The stream it flows
Each in its time
Not yours nor mine
The May bug flies
In hours it dies
Yet for each one
A full life’s run
Does time speak true?
Our lives accrue
Each minute new
To have or rue
Too short a pass
As dew on grass
Or long, as known
By rock or stone
So take each day
For work or play
I’ll write my rhyme
And make my time
4 October 2019 (it is alleged)
Every minute, every hour of each day,
my heart entreats you with longing.
I desire your heart trusts what I say
every minute, every hour of each day.
If God exists, I avidly pray
He accords my desire for belonging.
Every minute, every hour of each day
my heart entreats you with longing.
Every minute, every hour of each day,
I desire your heart trusts what I say.
If God exists, I avidly pray
He accords my desire for belonging.
My heart entreats you with longing
accompanied by true love’s prolonging.
The world is yours
Take heart, for the world is not a place for the weak.
Everyone is given a gift, find yours...
The very minute you took your first breath and gazed upon the wonders of this world,
the world was yours.
playful fireball
taking time out to join
in the merriment
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
For an hour of your time
I could write a poem
Remembered
for two lifetimes
The simplest touch
altering generational
I told you so's
Placating troubled minds
introducing you to the tip
of what you were meant
to do
Becoming
fully aware
of favorite lines
to the point of choking
while maintaining air
Questioning how far
wisdom goes
Secretly, desiring to remain
unaware
you won't mind lending
me your mind
for more time
allowing my fingers
to become
entwined in
your gyrus
you'll respond to my Mrs.
in sixty seconds or less
Now, tell me how you really feel
we've got 59 left.
Just fkning Hear Me For A Minute
And it will make you really see
Instead of only guessing
Would you just please
Put me where I belong
On the ground!
In the ground!
Strip me from the flesh
To the bone
And know that I'm sorry
But do it again!
Again
With eyes blackened
By the eternal images burnt
Of my poison to passion embrace
Destroying all that is good
Take the head and heart
Blood dripping fresh
As if able to live through
Unknowing their own death
Tie my hands to my feet
And push me to break
As I broke this gift
Unable to repair
Make the screams pierce my soul
So my pain is infinite
Never to leave me be
Never to comfort
Spread my pieces amongst the stars
And drain my blood to sea
My bones keep buried alive
When will you come see me burn?
Pluck my eyes
Pull my hair
Split my belly wide
Make sure no life can live
Where a monster tries to breathe