Best Momentous Poems
A new morning, bright, not in its light, but in its brilliant composure.
—quote by poet
God Orchestrates a Momentous Morning
As the sun provides a scintilla of light
at dawn, and the clouds squeeze out
slight sprinkling, atmosphere tweets
along with the daybirds and hoots
with the owl. S u d d e n downpour -
delightful the serendipitous chorus.
Five young goats are playing in the field. All of them are friends. Everyday they play together, eating the same type of grass in the field.
One day, a new lone young goat came to the field, grazing on the grasses where all five friends are usually nibbling. The new kid was spotted and all five goats approached the lone kid. The lone kid was bullied and left the field injured.
After a few days, the lone kid went to the same field and ate some grasses. It was seen again and driven away by the same herd.
The lone kid went to the other side of the field where there are more greener grasses. Bigger goats arrived on the spot and the kid evaded the flock.
One night, a fairy appeared before the lone kid. The fairy said, "I am the fairy godmother of all animals here in the field. I will grant you a gift of your choice!..."
The kid was astonished and said, "My breed does not grow as big as the others. Can you help me protect myself so I can defend myself?"
The fairy disappeared after hearing it. The kid waited many hours for the fairy to come back until it fell asleep.
Early morning, the lone kid noticed that his head is heavier than usual as if it's carrying something on its head.
The kid went to the field to eat some grasses. Bigger goats saw the lone kid and were in disbelief because they saw something strange about the kid. The flock gave way to the kid. The kid is surprised because the flock distanced from him and make way wherever he walks.
Days later, the lone kid went to the same field where the five goats used to play. The herd bullied him and consequently, all five goats were hurt. That same night, the fairy appeared to the lone kid saying, "I will not punish you for what you did today. I came back to remind you of your gift."
"I didn't mean to hurt anyone," said the lone kid.
The fairy said, "You will keep your gift to defend yourself whenever it is needed, but I need to bend them."
"Why?" the lone kid asked.
"I will bend your horns as a sign of humility. Everybody will see your horns as a reminder too."
The fairy vanished after a few seconds.
Beyond a sweet zephyr
whorled a scent,
something so familiar
amidst that breeze,
'twas like warm apple pie
sitting 'pon a windowsill
wafting delectable
reminiscence of long ago,
children's laughter
full of caramel & pepper,
petunias, summer rain
and hot cayenne spice
all delightfully refreshing
in a blast of fragrant air's
momentously blissed nostalgia
been a long time
i wonder if i still have it
all the pens have been buried from my sight
however, i managed to find one this misty monday morning
i write this poem without thought or even a warning
i remember her in those tight fruity jeans
her hair was like simplicity starlight in an everlasting exploration
her aura was like lavender scented candles reigniting my introverted personality
her smile left me speechless like writing in cursive with my right hand
in the toybox corner of my mind is the snowstorm that brought us to notice
been an eternity going grey
i wonder if arousal still exists in our atmosphere
all the pads have been dangling in an attempt to make insanity appear calm and steady
however, i managed to come upon one this windy sunday morning
i finish this poem as i feel my reemergence ecstatically swarming
Facing daily tasks with vibrant exuberance
delighted at healthy status revealing wellness-blest
while exuding zest midst care giving endurance...
I thank the Lord for His gracious forbearance fullest!
At the sight of our vibrant special child's entrance
oozing with refreshing fragrance along sweetness purest
subduing, by his wheel chair, immobility's hindrance...
how I praise God for endowed perseverance to hurdle every test!
For vibrant freedom moments from pressuring encumbrance
along relaxation-clearance, devoid of angst pest
triumphantly blissful for reaching-out furtherance...
I worship Christ for everlasting life* toward heavenly rest!
*Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
July 26, 2020
Edited on November 17, 2021
4th place, " 'V' New or Old" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 11/22/2021.
Encounter with Christ by faith* yielded first spiritual poem.
Galatians 3:26 For ye are all the children of God by faith in Christ Jesus.
October 4, 2020
1st place, "How My First Poem Was Born" Contest
Sponsored by JCB Burl; judged on 10/8/2020.
A-uthor's
I-nspiring
N-ote
E-mploys
E-xcellent
M-essage
A-s
R-eader
I-mmediately
E-njoys
H-er
O-ne
M-omentous
E-vent
R-ightfully
E-xperiencing
Z-est
Topic: Birthday of Ainee Marie Homerez (December 25)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-use
A-bout
R-apturous
G-reeting
I-s
E-mployed
R-ightfully
E-xpressing
R-eader's
O-ne
M-omentous
A-ffair
Topic: Birthday of Margie Reroma (October 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
She still and always will out source my travels,
remains in my retina - a tender photograph.
She-cloud, fuzzy and dark. I perceived her
on her godforsaken corner - was she on drugs?
Was she a nightwalker, runaway, bruised
and abused by stranger things? Did she call
out to God as I walked by; because I heard her.
I prayed for her diurnally yet I never met her.
She’s the lady of New England. She is void
of clam chowder and blueberry pie. There
is no laughter only dried tears in her eyes.
I have to believe my prayers matter. They
are just a splatter in the scheme of things.
Likewise the tears of a sister (in the Lord)
kidnapped, sold into marriage by soulless
demonic forces. Baby irises taunted, on display
as a child bride to the devil. Where is she now?
That was many years ago. God’s eye weaved
into a colorful pattern between children’s fingers,
so hopeful, filled with vigor, imagination and love;
and hate from those desperate to bruise.
It would be better
for him to have a millstone
hung around his neck and
to be thrown into the sea
than to cause one of these
little ones to stumble*
So I walk with joy and a heavy heart,
nothing I could do. But perhaps prayer
is bigger than Boston, Maine, Afghanistan,
my outstretched heart. Now and forever,
God embraces his little ones in the curve
of his pierced palms. With the movement
of our outstretched feet, our mouths
murmur something momentous.
8/29/2021
*Luke 17:2
Iridescent innocence,
a spectacle of stars
dripping down delicately;
Instigating imagination
that storms a sea of sabbatical;
Dangerous and deranged;
May its magic manifest momentous.
M-omentous
E-ndeavor
E-mploys
T-he
A-ctivity's
N-oble
D-esign
G-ladly
R-elieving
E-very
E-motional
T-urmoil
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-omentous day of birth
A-ttests to the ecstasy;
R-apture of the occasion
I-ntensifies the glory.
T-he momentous time of birth
E-levates the pleasure;
S-eptember sixth sunny day denies the hands of pressure.
A-n eventful day of birth
R-atifies the pure delight;
A-greeing to celebrate,
B-eginning after the night.
E-ventful day of birth
J-ells at the break of dawn;
O-mitting the dark from the sky, as the shadows are gone.
M-omentous day of birth
I-s truly thrilling to the heart;
R-egarding you as deserving
O-r worthy of a fresh start.
T-ime to greet the morn making you feel much mirth;
E-njoy and jubilate the momentous day of birth.
M-omentous occasion is nice,
E-liminating every mess;
L-ight shines in the sky,
V-iew won't lack for gladness.
I-t's a nice momentous occasion, opening the door for fun;
N-ight shadows disappear, yielding to the rising sun.
D-ay four in September morn makes you feel the thrill;
E-xciting event eliminates the cold rain and chill.
L-arge amount of rapture
E-levates the jubilation;
O-pen your life to the affair,
N-ice momentous occasion.
R-ings
O-f
M-omentous
M-arriage
E-xpress
L-ove
&
R-egardless
O-f
W-eather
E-mploying
N-uptial
A-nniversary's
P-age
A-s
N-ice
G-reetings
A-re
N-otably
I-mplemented
B-y
A-uthor's
N-ote
Topic: Anniversary of Rommel & Rowena Panganiban (January 31)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-oyful
O-ccasion
S-imply
A-pplies
L-ove
A-s
N-atal
C-elebration
O-f
M-omentous
B-irthday
A-dvances
L-ines
I-n
C-omposer's
E-xcellent
R-egards
Topic: Birthday of Josalan Combalicer (November 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic