Best Raying Poems


Premium Member Which is me

How a buzz in my pocket
changes the way I think
Like an anagram of the eyes
rearranges how they see
An unseen picture appears
sensitive to my touch
expands on its side
but becomes clear straight up

I’ve opened a family thread,
a child image of me was sent
one I’d never seen before 
takes time to comprehend
why temporal snapshots
alter perception, if not my past
and how fractures will be camouflaged 
under his thick mop of hair

Yet that kid I barely knew
has somehow willed his way through
as if to check how he’s grown
for back then can’t be known
his future shaped by wounds
that fused together too soon
He’ll face denial shortly enough,
when closure sets in, he’s f*cked.

Maybe a few shallow X-rays
could’ve exposed his flaws
Held them up to the light
until it fully dawned
Guide him past the negatives
where black inverts on white
Instead a darkroom of maybes
tries to redevelop his life

So with hindsight today,
I’ve been X-raying my life away
like an existential poet
finds cracks in perceived certainty
Best to exhume old bones
from beneath dirt and stones,
as undying proof
of foresight’s hidden failures

I won’t write off all my past selves ~ 
just the one I didn’t see coming

Which is me 

By
David Kavanagh

Premium Member School Story

Alphabet learned
Before school
Counting too
Doing homework
Everyday
Frustrations
Guided
Her
Imagination
Jump rope
Kicked and
Laughed
Mostly
Night dreams
On to
Prom
Queen crowned
Rest some
Summer is here
Tomorrow
U
Visit jobs
Working now
X-raying bones
Ya-hoo I made it
Zoom through life.

 

Date Written:5/20/022

Summer's Breath

Perennial wonders of full chromatic light 
a gush of crimson red a splash of shade   
I'm fortunate enough to catch her flight    
as tendrils fall before the bramble fade  

she dances me around  oh!  such a bless  
caressing both my eyes this pilgrim dream  
is leaping in the air with seasoned  kiss
and gifting me her loveliness supreme 

each daffodil - a splash of yellow
a gathering of flowers on my pillow 
I long to be a rose between two weeds     
raying everything that owns a seed     

and as she gifts me summer's grain
I too in silence turn it right as rain  
this sweeting hour of repose this bless,      
I claim it in as love, no more no less. 


May 9,  2019


Apple Pie

A taste of an alternative reality
Pieces melting into obscure oblivion
Please don’t let anyone steal my sugar prize
Let my core sing its ballads as I twirl my tongue
Eyes glow as pastry breaks beneath my sharp teeth
Praying this moment will last, begging lips to pause
It’s been ages since we felt your sauce in our throat
End of the day you're more faithful than past lovers.

The Lord, He Is God

King of kings, He is on the throne,
Lord of lords, He rules the earth,
Mighty God, comparable to none,
Never-ending One, who can measure His worth?

Only Potentate, He is true and just,
Perfect, He is the Ancient of days,
Quenches the soul when on Him we trust,
Righteous, inscrutable are all His ways.

Shepherd and Bishop, our souls does He keep,
To Him be all glory forever and ever,
Unsearchable are His judgments so deep,
Victorious, He will reign as King forever.

Who is there like unto our God?
X-raying us, every thought He has read 
Yesterday, today and forever, He is Lord,
Zealous to perform all that He has said.

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8.9.16

Rain of Rose 2

Rosy rains still keep dapping on me, rippling into me, trickling in me  
My sentiment and sentimentality set into sediment like descending haze
Settled, stagnated, then crystalized into concrete and constant gaze
Gaze from adrift to assured, from timid to fuss-free
Where her long-winded Hebe falls upon my sensuous serendipity
My short-winded romance catches upon her contagious catholicity

Through and o'er million-mile-long cascade of rains
Romance-woven, rose-waved, rushing curtain after curtain
My gaze meets the Grace of Venus' veins
Venus' veins from blear to clear, from confused to certain
Splicing and brightening each inspiring spot
Along each dimensionality of the whole universe
So perfectly the vast vivacity fits into my sensorial slot
That my everything rhymes and roils with its magnificent verse

Far and wide anacampserote describes      
Far and wide rosy tides arise
From the perigee of my sights to the aphelion of her skies 
From the margin of my mind to the adytum of her vibes            
Harking back to earlier path strewn with romances of royal grith 
Hearkening forward to future favors featuring our millennial myth
Reachable osculation, ne'er has remote oneirism so uncannily overlapped 
Raying reality, ne'er has rainy romance so snugly wrapped.


The Rainbow

The rainbow was a token in the sky
to monitory value claiming none.
A beauty radiating through the sky
with colors raying light unto the sun.

A rainbow for the feelings in our heart.
Where hesitation's telling us to wait.
Our breath held back in aww of what's to come.
And time been stopped to gather up our fate.

The moment time has gone and changed forever.
And promised there'll be better days ahead.
The rainbow calling all of us to whisper:
there'll never be a better place instead.

Premium Member Winning the Game For God

Amidst AGGRAVATION of sin-game schemes, I appeal to the Almighty…
Beseeching His pardon for my transgression-caused BOGGLE
Cleaving to His compassion with mercy’s CATCH PHRASE
Declaring earnestly “I’m SORRY; please forgive me”  
Enabled with repentance, not religious TABOO, to confess humbly. 

Free to pray thru Jesus Christ, never by any CODE NAMES
Gladly I fellowship with Him, purged from guilt’s TROUBLE
Hoisted toward praise-driven heights beyond PHASE 10…
I LIKEWISE delight communing with Him thru His Word
Jubilantly HEARING THINGS of His truth in joyous worship.

King of my heart, He can SPOT IT it among iniquities and doubts
Lord of my life, He leads me against vain TRIVIAL PURSUIT
Maneuvering me by His omniscient holy MONOPOLY 
Nurturing my spirit with His serenity, midst din of MAD GAB
Opening to me opportunities for love-filled service OPERATION.

Propelled to ask from my Provider thru faith’s PASSWORD
Quoting Scriptures of assurance-SEQUENCE, I tell Him my needs
Reaching out to me, He rescues me from discontentment’s RISK
Satisfying me with blessings’ SPOONS that SPEAK OUT abundance
Testifying of rich grace for my TRIP TO RIDE to eternal sufficiency.

Unwavering omnipotence my Saviour radiates in PERFECTION 
Victory, too, vanquishing Devil’s MOUSE TRAP of attractive CLUE  
Worthy is His wisdom waking my weary CRANIUM to work well 
X-raying my spirituality against iniquity SCRABBLE thru the Holy Ghost
Yielded to Christ I know and trust vis-à-vis varied GUESS WHO masters... 
Zealously, I’ll run the race*, winning for God's glory over worldly bouts of 5 SECOND RULE.

*Hebrews 12:1-2 “…Let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith.”

February 19, 2019
1st place, "Anyone Game?" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carol Connell; judged on 3/15/2019.

Premium Member How Sweet It Is: The Word of God

Awesomely sweet is God’s Word* to my soul
Benefiting beyond Milky Way’s role
Curbing cravings for Charleston Chew pleasure
Delightful dainty more than Dove for sure
Enriched with wisdom, not of Smarties load
Fortified to triumph along Rocky Road.
Glazed by divine savor above Pay Day’s
Heavenly taste of Lifesavers with grace
Irresistible midst Heath’s rich flavor  
Joy-source from holiness’ Spree and favor
Kindling activeness more than Kit Kat’s might
Lifting spirit is God’s precept-insight! 
Mouthwatering Mounds can’t surpass Scriptures
Nourishing Now and Later faith-ventures
Over limitless Take 5 service grants
Pleasant, devoid of Starburst sour rants
Quelling stress much better than Skittles
Relishing prayer times midst Nerds-rattles!
Satiating trust-appetite’s fervency
Thrilling not just tongue as does Galaxy
Unmatched are the Lord’s statutes-nourishment 
Value-filled, it exceeds Skor’s fulfillment…
Well-coated with Zero sin-calories 
X-raying heart midst Snicker victories 
Yonder Mr. Good Bar’s yummy cheerfulness
Zooming beyond 100 Grand preciousness!

(Abecedarian and Couplet forms)

*Psalm 119:103 How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth! 

Indeed, the Word of God is absolutely sweeter than all those delightful sweets - candies and chocolates- combined (Psalm 119:103). The Lord be thanked, praised, and glorified for making His Word available for our salvation, spiritual growth, sanctification, and service-steadfastness!

October 3, 2018
1st place, "How Sweet It Is" Premier Contest
Sponsored by Carol Connell; judged on 10/16/2018.

This is featured in the book, PS: It's Poetry: An anthology of contemporary poetry from around the world. Paperback – November 27, 2020 by Arczis (Author), PoetrySoup (Author)

Sexualizations

Sometimes, you just have to let go,
Erasing the doubt in your mind,
X-raying your heart, first, to find
Understanding, from head to toe.
All I want is for you to know
Love; The kind that will not be blind,
In order to stay on the grind,
Zeroing in to win down low.
Accept my invitation, please,
To join me in states of pleasure.
I am not one trying to tease,
Or devalue what you treasure.
Now that your mind is put at ease,
Share with me just a small measure.

This Is My Abc

This is my ABC

African
Black
Captain
Departing
Ethiopia
Farmer
Guiding 
Heed
Indefinite
Justice 
Kingdom 
Leadership
Mother
Nuclear
Obligation
Provision
Queen
Represents
Soulful
Talent
Useful
Vision
Wisdom 
X-raying
Yesteryear
Zones

In the Embers of History

In the embers of history


I am fascinated by law
Thrilled by its prowls
A seeming pull on us to fit in
Or face the consequences
Its tenets bound
By the complications of non-compliance

I witness daily the struggle within
The lopsided internal dialogue
To be or not to be
Quickened by a hush drive to get in
But at what cost, what dire consequences
The law reminds and punishes 

History watches and records
Diligently x-raying our actions and inactions 
For the day of reckoning
I love history
In the end, we shall all be judged by history
Our legacy and not law

by e.r offor

Aplphabet

Andy Brook calls death every figure 
guided,
hidden in jars, 
killed living mellow nights,
opened presidentially,
queerness rules specially
to ultra-violet waves 
x-raying Yeisha's zygospore.

Random Abc

Alone, barricaded can disrupt everyone for great, hours instantly jacking killers lives moving near openings, people questioning; resistance, strayed, torn. Universe versus war, x-raying yonder zest.

Zero In

Anticipating, beckoning, casting demonic, enviable fury, gazing hungrily inside, jutting kerosene, littering masses never opted, putrefying quills, reverting sympathy, turning upside-down…vaccinating whim, x-raying yesteryears…zero in

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