Best Partnerships Poems
Imagine someone finished all your thoughts
and never failed to share your point of view.
Would your reflection really be your own
if one you mirrored also mirrored you?
I think it would be nice to be real close
to someone else, but picture him your clone. . .
If one you mirrored also mirrored you,
would your reflection really be your own?
I saw a show about a pair of twins.
They’ve stayed the same in all they say and do.
Would your reflection really be your own
if one you mirrored also mirrored you?
What mystery or fun in partnerships
if there were always everything foreknown?
If one you mirrored also mirrored you,
would your reflection really be your own?
If bonds of love were colors, could they thrive
if they remained the one same constant hue?
Would your reflection really be your own
if one you mirrored also mirrored you?
If you reflected someone flesh and soul. . .
Together would you not still be alone?
If one you mirrored also mirrored you,
would your reflection really be your own?
I would not like to know my whole sweet life
were being lived by not just one, but two!
Would your reflection really be your own
if one you mirrored also mirrored you?
For the Mirror Poetry Contest of Nathan A
Truth be told
truth behold,
This I see
is how all unfolds
In plain sight
not in darkness
like here tonight
I see the sky
ask myself why
there’s no reply,
No mothership
to take a trip
And… oh my god
I’m overwhelmed!
by majesty …
constellations
partnerships
A crescent moon
beckoning me
imploring me
to look harder,
The answer’s here
before my eyes
not in disguise
(Moon)
I’m here for you
at this moment
let’s synchronise,
Be here for me too
we are the same
you have a mind
I reflect the flame
The big guy
is below horizons
elsewhere rising,
draped in plasma
I follow his lead
unerringly accede
We made you
and you make us
by being here
conscious aware,
we overlook
you undertook
to question why
But there is no lie
The truth’s blinding
the truth’s binding
so let it be
Not always pretty
Not always loving
Not always giving
Not always taking
never faking
open and bare
Raw and gaping
Man gives us reason
we bring him seasons
his path seems tough
and never enough
So thank you
for looking up
come what may
we shared a reflection
Go now brother
we’ve seen the light,
Others did too tonight
just not as bright
Rubbing it's eyes, the year wakes in yawn.
Hibernating winter shade.....at last it's gone.
'Hello, my dear Spring', "Good Morning".. c'mon.
Advent of the vignette....embraces the dawn.
Look!..A child has just learned to walk..
His fortune.... new life....is excited to knock.
March and April date...dance and roll and rock.
Woodpeckers make home.....patient round the clock.
Clothes of Primrose, Lilies .....Daffodils and Tulips.
Petals unfold blushing buds....hiding in eclipse.
Burgeoning vibes of love.... nature in partnerships..
Orange Yellow Honey.....in Green and Purple drips.
In vernal color of wild music, ....nature is a gypsy.
The hymns of hummingbirds.... cuckoo chirps.... crispy.
Cadence of bass and treble ....the breeze ..soft and tipsy.
Oh Sensuous Spring ! ......"I Love Thee"...
Won't you now kiss me?
Dated 6th November 2018
Seasonal or Unseasonal Poetry Contest
Sponsor Kim Rodrigues
Positivity presents polite poses,
Parties pave productive pathways,
Problems pass, pain pauses,
Practical perspective proves purposeful.
People practice perseverance,
Population produces powerful partnerships,
Peace prevails.
My wife and I are “tight as a glove”
Our wonderful years together answer “WHAT IS LOVE”
Love is twinkles in your eyes
Love is learning to be wise
Love is togetherness, love is us
Love is learning not to fuss
Love is intimacy and joy
Love is learning not to annoy
Love is compromise and space
Love is cutting to the chase
Love is happiness and smiles
Love is walking extra miles
Love is kindness to others
Love is treating people as sisters and brothers
Love is patience and understanding
Love is not to be demanding
Love is all of these things and more
Your partnerships will reap benefits galore!
Morning dew lets
drip essential
waters, the active
ripples drop,
landing, working
with the melting
ponds, to release
surface tension
The callings of
chirping birds,
resonating
pleasantries to ears
everywhere, fervent
life, the eager
promise of things to
come
The good morning sun
evaporates people's
resentment, feelings
over three months of
abandonment, making
it up with a return
Ceremonious
Rich with golden
beams
A father figure
Hatch lings making
their identity
known, breaking from
shells to survive,
congregating around
mother for advice,
Feeling the
strengths of
togetherness, still
insecure, even under
the gentlest of
April breezes, that
whisper comforting
thoughts
The Lush trees,
restore their former
selves, showing
boldness and beauty
and shade and
shelter, trying to
outdo each other
Nature and Nurture
Kissed by the broken
winds
Fragility fades
Strong showers
precipitate as the
tears of the sun,
bringing out regrets
for having left us
at all, so fondly
appreciated
Our offspring
play in the muddy
puddles, birds
flutter about to
bathe, flowers grow
bolder, while bees
work the sap
Libidos driven by a
fervor, wanting to
be part of it all,
form partnerships
and blessed unions
worldwide, we will
conceive
Our prosperity
Interlinking all of
us
Timeless equation
Great careers are not shaped by hopes,
No one like him to fill easily the loopholes;
The gladiatorial spark which he spread,
Under Tendulkar's shine it got fade;
Mr. Dravid a classical batsmen's epitome,
His generosity here and there roam;
You will always like him on greenery when India 20/4,
With Steyn,Anderson and Martin fearlessly roar;
His defence never failed either it is hot or cold,
He never had been fierce like Gayle's mould;
The wall with 24,208 bricks and 209 tiles,
Unfolds his journey to Cricket miles by miles;
Cricket is a religion in India and Tendulkar is God,
He might be somewhere in the ministry of lord;
No one can create another Dravid,
It takes 16 years of hard cricket to be so vivid;
He was most brutally used by captains,
Sometimes wicketkeeping,sometimes opening anything for the emblem;
Numbers,numerals never gave him favour,
Neither he was a great gambler;
Always cheerful to play the superballs over wind breeze,
Creating some of them into symphony whenever on crease;
With Sehwag,Tendulkar and Ganguly he made great partnerships,
But it was something special with Laxman whenever Aussies gave hardships;
The spark of the traditionalism which he gave in modern era,
Spread the flint of 70-80's cricket vierra;
The silent achiever and steady hunter,
The voracious reader and impeccable learner;
The longevity of facing most no. of deliveries glorifies his patience,
Always eager to learn from from senior any lesson;
This is the story of my favourite cricketer,
Rahul Dravid ,my hero,Mr.Cool,Mr.Dependable;
You will be missed by million hearts,
A mode of inspiration for me by creating a legendary benchmark.
They assembled and gathered
Like they have done forever
One joining the other and another
Simple, friendly and smiling faces
Trotting calmly to catch the pace
Knowing destination will be exceeded
As the abundant will continue to drive
Weakened limbs energized by the sand
Caring not of city man’s worries
Slowly the crowd is formed and bubbles
From many ramifications of Urum
An all-day event needs less hurry
Loudly heard in attitude and style
Planned through four days before
Yet another four days will witness same
Gatherings to sell, to buy and to chatter
Interacting to share, to encourage, bearing
Sharing pains, troubles and sweet songs
As an African child is bathed in powder
On each the other depends
Like persons of old subsisted
Under tattered roofs open to rain and sun
Not minding government neglect and abuse
Early comers nap, linger and do the small talk
While babies dance around half empty market
Your city life they bother not about
For no cause exists for a change of style
For all must be accomplished
If nature does not dictate otherwise
Save for the weak and the sick
Albeit, fully represented in the event
Benefiting from love and care shared
Affection administered across rough roads
However insignificant it may seem
Eternal partnerships, free like life
Christmas prevails with blest spirit of hope
Heralding Messiah’s eternal gift
Imparting peace around compassion* scope.
Offering peace wrapped with forgiveness rope
To secure love and care upon faith’s lift
Christmas prevails with blest spirit of hope.
Glad tidings deafen crises though hearts grope
Holidays meant to bridge enmity-rift
Imparting peace around compassion scope.
Reaching gracious reconciliation slope
Partnerships transcend differences’ shift
Christmas prevails with blest spirit of hope
Yuletide offers kindness; yea, not nope
Good cheers linger as past conflicts flee swift
Imparting peace around compassion scope
Since God upholds each season’s divine cope
We can pray and seek for constant uplift
Christmas prevails amidst spirit of hope
Imparting peace around compassion scope.
Psalm 145:8 The LORD is gracious, and full of compassion; slow to anger, and of great mercy.
December 25, 2020
1st place, "Deck The Halls" Villanelle Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 12/31/2020.
Recalling "crushes" I admire during teen-age time
Makes me chuckle with heart-beat's chime
Remembering responses of denial-rhyme...
Now, I confess my puerile grime.
Decades ago, a lad with his unique fad made me glad
As his boyish grin resembled that of my Dad
His constant cheerful countenance exclaimed he’s not mad, not sad
Since despite low grades, he seemed not to feel bad.
Another guy likewise won my favor
He was a college classmate showing faith-fervor
Asserting Scriptures with truth’s savor
Revealing his taste of godly flavor.
As a lady of “conservative” virtue
Enclosed within social-cultural taboo
On “dating” I was innocent of the “approved” clue
As I acknowledged God’s wise view.
So, when I received love-epistles
From suitors with affection whistles
I let my parents read them against “studies first” bustles
For I trusted them in my youth feelings’ hassles.
Thus, midst teen-age delightful relationships
I’m grateful for pleasant wholesome friendships
Functional toward great adult partnerships
Engaged in great, good and godly fellowships*.
*1John 1:7 “But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.”
February 2, 2019
2nd place, "School time crush" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Faraz Ajmal; judged on 3/9/2019.
For His blessings for the past, I praise God with all my heart
Trusting Him that this year, His goodness for me will never depart...
Thus, I believe that He will grant each of my desire
And everything that for His honour I earnestly aspire:
To stay constantly in the center of His perfect will
While in His compassion-care I'll keep still;
To fulfill His assigned task for me He has uniquely designed
As in His satisfaction I serenely bask to which I willingly resigned.
Gratefully, I'll worship the Lord this New Year, by His grace
Loving Him with my spirit, soul and strength all the days...
Hence, I yield to Him, upon faith's fervency, my supplication-filled hopes
Knowing that He knows what's best beyond my mind's scopes:
The complete recovery of my Dad's well-being thru His divine miracle healing
Also the full restoration of those who are spiritually ailing, falling and failing;
The remarkable progress and developmental milestones of my special child
As well as those undergoing therapy, rehabilitatively-styled.
By the guidance of the Master, I press on toward victory
Magnifying His name for His exaltation and glory...
Therefore, to His approval do I submit my dreams
Verily aware that His omniscience can overtake my vision-beams:
Foremost is the realization of an ever-ready service-providing foundation
Benefiting mankind thru its effective welfare-geared function;
Another, though not actually impossible, is the wondrous visit to the Holy Land
Where my Saviour humanly resided according to what Sovereign had planned.
Upheld by the wise Creator, I'll serve Him now and onward midst challenges
Since I'm called to live for Him with His power-charges...
So then I cast to Him my worries and doubts for the future
In my faithful stewardship devotion He alone can nurture:
Fruitfulness of ministry-involvement despite hardships
Earnestness of my prayer-consecration thru heavenly partnerships;
Persistence in every discipleship-engagement
Diligence in labouring* for His kingdom's advancement.
*Acts 20:35 I have shewed you all things, how that so labouring ye ought to support the weak, and to remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he said, It is more blessed to give than to receive.
Dramatic Monologue in Couplets
December 27, 2018
Omni-pre-sent
Are we yearning to remember
Are we learning to forget
Living in the mind
shows we're not there yet
Are we earning to remember
Are we turning to regret
The present past
knows we carry the debt
along the line that is cast
beyond the moment
Not meant to last
beyond the movement
that is here and now
Free from imprisonment
Infinite presence
trapped in time
We give our consent
We dwell to fill the void with an event
We fail to feel the abyss we invent
Nature abhors a vacuum
Imagination adorns the room
or a new flesh suit
Degradation takes root
Assimilation or annihilation
A simulation of creation
A spiral unwinds
Energy powered by intent
of our mind-created emotion
that spins the wheel
into dualistic motion
Earth bound
or heavens sent
in opposite directions
As Above
So Below
Omni-connections affect the flow
where we direct our attention
We Will to grow
Be still to know
Be in warm fluid
between the high and the low
Balanced achieved in combinations
of harmonic partnerships
Creating beautiful illustrations
in loving relationships
Giving and receiving light
We are as day as we are night
Equilibrium
We are shadows cast out of sight
from a magical medium
You and I are truly seen
by the unveiled eye
behind the shielded screen
Hand-in-hand
Letting go to understand
the mind trapped in the brain
The opening of a dormant gland
to descend or ascend the insane
in the body of humanity
Primal instincts of depravity
SET free
DNA activated by Scalar technology
to hijack the host
Father
Son
Holy Ghost
From beneath your feet
to above your head
BE aware in the present
Wake-up in your waterbed
Reclaim your divinity
Know you are truly able
Don't name your sovereignty
with a man-you-fractured label
Find your own way in the dark
until you see another spark
that helps illuminate the path
to the Higher Self within
You lose
'I' win.
David Moule/Verso (15/10/14)
THE DIE IS CAST
“I See,” said a blind man to his deaf Spouse, emphatically
I hear the S-rhetoric She replied Sarcastically
The symptoms and signs of Stagnation
The Syndrome of intermittent Systems and Structures
Signing and later whining or wining
Structural adjustment and subsidies
The insatiable appetite for Sausages and Swine
Speculation and Smart Partnerships Scenarios
Synergies, Song of Science, Strategies, Solutions all Send Shivers down my Spine
Stock exchange and Streamlining just Sentimental
What with Solo driving, Sole proprietorship of Strings of businesses
As the faith of the Servicemen wavers, the Sales are reportedly Staggering
A Slump they call it but there’s Something Sinister
Swing into action to Subjugate these Saboteurs?
My Spirit faints But rejoice oh my Soul
Share the Spoil of the Wicked, Shillings and Swiss Francs or $ollars
If they call this Scathing, what is Stealing?
Smelling, a Stench!
Servant leaders, Surge forward to foil this Sunlight melancholy
For a calm Sea never made a good Swimmer
Study the Science of the Soil and the oil
When funds are Squandered
Guillotine the Small witty cashiers, the sardines
A Sacrifice of sorts, Scape goating and Summary Sentencing
“Where are the big bully Signatories, the Sharks”, a Senior Citizen asks?
Scot free, in Singapore in another Symposium
And who will Sub-due the enemy? Where are the species of valour, women of virtue?
Behold the Son of David, Save us!
Saviour, open your eyes and See, take our Prayer Seriously
With You on our Side we can Salvage the Situation and Scale walls
When I grow Up, I cannot wait to wear makeup. I thought my adult friends would be an inspiration, they are turning out to be temptation. I thought these loving partnerships, would turn into great loving relationships. What will be my destiny? all I want to do is flee. I will leave my artistic world behind, maybe I will never be a bride.
Written Date: 2/1/2020
Chad is the musical genius battling with wits
Kevin is the Thespian that quotes every script
Travis engineers botanical gardens menacingly quick
Dawn brings our savagery down with a kick
Roommates - learn from them and heed their lesson
For you can progress if you master their blessing
Don’t get caught slipping or even resting
For its your skills that they are constantly testing
Remember what has been done good and bad
Memories of events will be all you ever have
Though maybe in a way that is sad
But what ever happens be grateful and glad
One discovers mysterious things when people happen
Like what you really find absurd or what’s hot and crackin’
Quirks, fidgets, and repetitive behavior eat at your factions
Just remember ones blunders are noticed too through action
Community and partnerships form up around this deal
Apart of a common wealth are now deemed real
Study this observantly and notes you’ll steal
Around ones friends you develop and feel
Outside this commune one has another view
About the responsibility of another cast and crew
Life views some as stars others as a tool
But to those one lives with be the mindful fool