Best Subduing Poems
When you laid your hands upon my naked heart
feeling the flex of it's fire, accessing the innocent desire,
holding the form of a new need, I swear, that's when love did start,
your touch became my tradition, the wine of your wisdom my lovely teacher,
From the fine feathers of your soft steel wings
I write poetry of storms in paradise and of love in your eyes,
sympathizing with my sage solitude, yet subduing the sadness it brings
you offer me everything an angel owns, halo and bloodroots, and together we rise -
J.A.B.
Categories:
subduing, destiny, devotion, i love
Form:
Ballad
You asked me for a dance one night, ’twas late one New Year’s Eve,
and as I held you in my arms, your shape did wend and weave;
a sudden kiss as midnight struck (I thought it make believe) -
for stars and kismet ruled with zeal our lives would interleave.
I give to you the morning sun to dance within your smile
a flower wild amongst the stones upon a rocky isle
with hidden paths in ancient woods where we can walk awhile.
You lead me by the hand through nights into the waking days,
through swinging gates in mirrored walls and through the midnight haze,
through castles built in sandbox realms in children’s yesterdays.
I give to you a ragged doll, a puppet on a string,
a ride upon a rocking horse, a swallow on the wing,
a ribbon trailing from your hair, a red or scarlet thing.
You whisk me from a valley deep wherein a black wind blows,
and tracks upon the empty trails are hidden by the snows,
to share with me your secret thoughts and steal away my woes.
I give to you a silver flute, a whistle on a chain,
a drummer boy with dancing feet, a sugar candy cane,
a window flushed with foolish tears mid pitter-patter rain.
You lead me from entangled streets inside a circus town,
subduing smoky memories that haunt this wistful clown
by quelling plaintive melodies and sorrows that they sound.
I give to you a penny plain to cast upon a dream,
a streaking star inside the sky, a bridge across a stream,
a teddy bear with tattered ears and berries dipped in cream.
You show me how a rainbow lightens distant liquid lands,
where dew drops paint the purple leaves deserted on the sands
on roads of simple wonderment within your slender hands.
I give to you in winter’s chill my ragged scarf of thread,
a dripping ball of candle wax on fire blazing red,
and offer you this smitten rhymer’s loving arms in bed.
You spin me tales of laughter, yes, of laughter on a spree,
of laughter restless in the sky, of laughter running free,
of laughter dancing, skipping wildly far beyond the sea.
I give to you these careless words, arrayed in broken lines,
adorned, my love, with tempest winds and teardrop salty brine,
in cups of youthful passion steeped in desolation wine,
and promise I’m forever yours... if only you’ll be mine.
Categories:
subduing, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Mentors like priests preparing me for holy rite
Institutional slaves to a false trinity
Subduing adventure, exploration and discovery to classroom rigor
Eternal stairway ... moonbeams to the golden dream
Dismatling who I am so I become who you want me to be
Urges denied constructing scaffolds, setting beam
Castling on beam, I climb like Jack the ogre tree
Ability acquiring arrows for what's embattling me
Tensions beyond the classroom, teacher grading my
Intelligence as if it were a canvas to her eye
Opportunity has too narrow a door for all our differences
Nestled in her pocket, I see the ogre search in vain.
Offering us like children to the fires of Molech
Frantic prayers sibilant in flickering tongues of despair
Teeming the locus of the African nightmare
Husked of gold, silver, uranium, copper and diamond skies
Each one scrambles up the vine compassless of self
Nations fall - without the eyes of love we are blind
Emerging people shaken out in global disarray
Groaning for nothing from classroom to classroom
Refer to their budgets and see what is prioritize
Oysters get their pearls from pain, I know, yet
Errors must be corrected, education must mean more, we
Substance truth only by the purge of a regulated history.
Categories:
subduing, black-african amereducation, me,
Form:
Acrostic
With God’s omnipotence that does attest His wondrous might
I can overcome temptation with its sinful temerity
While fighting valiantly transgressions’ filthiness…
…Pursuing after holiness in living for His honour.
By God’s omniscience that fully opens heavenly wisdom’s aperture
I can vanquish ignorance with its folly’s nuance
While subduing doubts’ collaboration with skepticism…
…Seeking for His truth which sets me free toward jubilant triumph.
Thru God’s omnipresence that marks every great spiritual saga
I can prevail over unfruitfulness of barren faith
While conquering insecurity brought by lack of trust…
…Striving to please Him with my labour of love.
Because of God’s overtaking blessings that highlight His marvelous grace
I can win against discontentment that afflicts my well-being’s marrow
While gaining His favour midst righteous proclivity against time-wasting…
…Advancing the Lord’s kingdom and sharing the Gospel* as His grateful steward.
*Romans 1:16 For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth...
November 9, 2018
4th place, "Eight word challenge-9" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 11/27/2018.
Categories:
subduing, blessing, character, christian, devotion,
Form:
Free verse
January 1 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 1-3
Key Verses – Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. Genesis 1:31 And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY CREATOR
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my very beginning
Thank You for forming me from the void and darkness of sinning
You be praised for being my light throughout my morning till evening…
I submit to Your sovereign reigning.
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my water of satisfaction
Thank You for appearing to me by faith with Your salvation
You be praised for being my contentment with Your goodness-provision…
I yield to You my everything, including Your granted existence possession.
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my best great ruler
Thank You for offering me Your compassion to become a heaven-dweller
You be praised for being my abundance-source, making me graciously fuller…
I bring to You my desire to please You since You’re my sufficiency fulfiller.
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my replenishing and subduing might
Thank You for strengthening me to face trials’ fight
You be praised for being my faith’s author and finisher so right…
I rest in Your promises while in Your work, I delight.
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my growth’s perfect guide
Thank You for planting me in Your grace-garden where I should abide
You be praised for being my refuge against temptation to backslide…
I depend on You to help me, meeting my needs in every side.
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my nourisher for my faithfulness
Thank You for opening to me opportunities for ministry and service willingness
You be praised for being my wisdom along paths of truthfulness…
I hide myself in Your presence for my holiness.
Lord God, You are my Creator, and my protector from curses
Thank You for sanctifying me with Your pardon that cleanses
You be praised for being my gentle healer against evil bruises…
I place my trust in You, as Your love --- my soul experiences.
January 1, 2023
Categories:
subduing, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
EATING OUT
Seated uneasily at the edge tables, café males alone, silent -
Focused on eating, heads moving, looking around to defend,
Guarding their plates against enemies and, finished, quickly leaving.
Am I feeling different from these? Or not really believing?
This man, round-shouldered predator over a fresh kill,
Shoveling in untidy dangling heaps on a fork, devours his fill,
Bare arms laid either side of plate, his shaggy hair a lion-mane.
Salty meaty-stuff in great hunks : it’s feeding time at the zoo again.
Elbows-off-table, not for manners, but for speed,
That man’s cutting with edge of fork and filling his need,
Stabbing the meat like it was alive and needed subduing,
Levering huge pieces into his mouth and rapidly chewing.
In rapid action their jaw muscles ripple :
It’s a job of work to be completed as quickly as possible.
The chewing muscles in sync with moving ears :
Must finish it all off - before any enemy appears.
Café-females are nested in the central tables - to chat, to think.
In table-groups of two or three, discussing the food and drink ,
Sweet cakes’ crumbs carefully swept with back of finger,
They eat only incidentally, no purpose for them, they linger -
It is a process, not a product, an experience, an exchange of souls.
Select one from a plate of small sweet rolls,
With small bites chewed slowly, elegantly, with thought,
Sitting up straight the way mother taught.
Hands occasionally touching for spoken emphasis in speech,
Unhurried, they pause over coffee and talk intently each to each.
Heads move neither up nor down nor away to the side.
Over each other’s faces, appraising, their eyes roam wide.
I assess these people closely, and rub my chin-stubble in thought:
With the eyes of a poet I mentally note their features as I ought.
Drink up my coffee quick, and move to the counter for more meat pies
Before any enemy arrives.
Categories:
subduing, life,
Form:
Couplet
“Love is a power so strong, yet if compressed without
outlet, it is as good as stagnant waters"---by poet
As we roamed under the star spangled sky,
Sharing many a trivial thought
I failed to voice my clandestine whim
Structured within my heart's inmost core
When words got suddenly broken up
With a lump forming in my throat
I failed to convey what I meant
In a language explicit for you to grasp
Gazing at each other, as we stood
Without uttering a word aloud, never making explicit
My thoughts with inhibitions subduing me,
You failed to notice my love lit eyes
Sadly glistening with tears, about to shed
Sad, my thoughts scattered like dead leaves
Abandoned by the trees in harsh autumn wind
Whirling down directionless and fated to rot
At the end of a pleasant united jaunt
When forced to take our own solitary paths
With life’s journey diverging in opposite tracks,
We failed to say even a parting word
As a gesture of courtesy, due for both
Alas, when the past has dwindled slowly away
We remain in our own cloistered cells
Failing to forget what has transpired
With wounds bleeding all through time
Whenever I think of our love, that got thus fused
Standing speechless and tongue tied every time
I force a wistful glow, wondering what might have been
If you could see my heart split wide open
And known my true feelings which I could never once divulge
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June. 6.2022
~Placed First~
This or That, Vol. 12 Poetry Contest
Subject Chosen- Split Wide Open
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Categories:
subduing, destiny, emotions, i love
Form:
Free verse
We worship* You, Lord … praising You for Who You are
majestic in Your radiance, verily magnificent
splendid in Your goodness, constantly present
wondrous in Your glory, drawing us near to Your altar.
We worship You, Lord … trusting You and Your might
subduing our problems midst persecutions and trials
fighting our fears by Your omnipotent portrayals
meeting our needs with Your provisions' delight.
We worship You, Lord … listening to Your instruction
truths helpful to our miraculous transformation-seal
statutes ready for our revival with rejuvenation-zeal
precepts vital toward our maturity and sanctification.
We worship You, Lord … clinging to Your promises
faithful are they like Your forgiveness, greatly triumphant
immutable, remaining steadfast with Your bestowed covenant
reliable, though unbelief within us, intermittently oppresses.
We worship You, Lord …thanking You for Your counsel
guiding us through life’s puzzle to vanquish skepticism pout
leading us against vanity’s dazzle to learn from challenges' bout
teaching us to flex spiritual muscle to build divine testimony-castle.
We worship You, Lord … submitting to Your will
perfect in its entirety for us to enjoy serenely
holy in every angle where You direct us persistently
blessed in each aspect moving us to work, while Your purpose, fulfill.
We worship You, Lord … waiting for Your coming
reminder for Gospel sharing that grants everlasting life, indeed precious
inspiration to labour, propped by Your mercy, always gracious
excitement of eternal fellowship, truly heart-warming.
*Psalm 29:2 Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness.
August 8, 2021
1st place, "Your Favorite Rhyme Poem in August 2021" Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 9/2/2021.
Categories:
subduing, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Autumn, O Autumn, I have always loved you.
Please forgive me if I've not told you so.
From childhood, you have been most special.
Back then, you signaled cessation from labor;
Farm labor that was very hard, hot, and humid.
Autumn, O Autumn. Is there another as
Productive, quiet, and beautiful as you?
Looking out all around, I see your beauty
In many and variant ways; whether it's the leaves
On the trees or the dust from the harvest of grain.
Or a sea of soft picture-perfect white cotton in the fields.
Autumn, O Autumn, you are indeed the great gatherer of
The seed of sowers, promoter of festivity and celebration.
Your voice shouts from the trees, the fields, the white
Clouded skies. Not the shout of noise, but the sound of
Anticipation, the joys and rewards of hard work and the
'Smile of God' upon your bountiful crops.
Autumn, O Autumn, the sun pauses for your entry. I feel
The tame in the atmosphere, the subduing of your presence.
You have come with smiles and not frowns, with lots of goods
To give to all and not take from any. Your God and mine have
Deemed it so. We are grateful for your season and shall be
Givers as you have given to us.
092222PS
Categories:
subduing, autumn,
Form:
Personification
These Limericks were written after playing a card game called Poo Pocalypse... don't ask or I'll blame it on Jan...lol
History recorded leaders in wars
Great men and women: their whys and wherefores
Napolean Bona-fart
A short French dude, a sweet tart
Whose stinky stench exuded from his pores
A female consort weighed too many stones
From scarfing down ice cream in waffle cones
Mary, the Queen of Plops
Upon her butt she flops
In the castle, her toilets were her thrones
There was a barbarian, years ago
In battles much blood was sure to flow
Nasty crap from the buns
of Atilla the Runs
More deadly than arrows from a crossbow
King from the Plantagenet dynasty
was not given time for his toiletry
That was terribly absurd
for England's Richard the Turd
It was an invasion of privacy
Troubled was the one who made great magic
There was one known to have gas... how tragic
The Great Harry Poodini
Had powers of a genie
But subduing farts, he didn't know Jack!
Peeking in windows is an evil deed
One pervert, whose weakness he did concede
He's known as 'Pooping Tom'
With coolness and aplomb
Watching people crap is his craving need
Categories:
subduing, humor,
Form:
Limerick
July 23 Scripture Meditations Based on Isaiah 49-52
Key Verse – Isaiah 49:8 Thus saith the LORD, In an acceptable time have I heard thee, and in a day of salvation have I helped thee: and I will preserve thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, to establish the earth, to cause to inherit the desolate heritages.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME
Thank You for helping me in facing difficulties
By Your strengthening opportunities…
Please keep my faith’s steadfastness over human frailties
Here am I trusting You with all my functional faculties.
Thank You for helping me in overcoming hardships
By Your upholding fellowships…
Please inspire my heart’s devotion over worldly friendships
Here am I seeking You with all my ministerial relationships.
Thank You for helping me in facing discouragements
By Your exhorting testaments…
Please meet my need’s urgency over temporal allurements
Here am I abiding in You with all my heavenly investments.
Thank You for helping me in facing crises
By Your fortifying purposes…
Please guard my soul’s tenacity over sinful forces
Here am I depending on You with all my distresses.
Thank You for helping me in subduing struggles
By Your empowering might to soar as do the eagles…
Please pull my devotion’s commitment over lustful tangles
Here am I clinging to You with all my life-angles.
Thank You for helping me in dealing with my deficiencies
By Your satisfying mercies…
Please supply my limitation’s lack over attacking insufficiencies
Here am I learning from You with all my inconsistencies.
Thank You for helping me in fleeing from temptations
By Your guiding instructions…
Please lead my wisdom’s decisions over foolish suggestions
Here am I surrendering to You with all my imperfections.
July 23, 2022
Categories:
subduing, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Created from clay
yet possessing image of God
my heart glows with redemption’s grace
persisting to champion miracles
against human nature’s wreckage...
Thus, I can move mountains.
Gripped with divine presence
my faith trusts the Holy Spirit
strengthened to conquer trials
subduing torments of guilt midst pardon bliss
toward triumphant eternity...
Indeed, I can move mountains*.
*Matthew 17:20 “And Jesus said unto them... If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, ‘Remove hence to yonder place’; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.”
January 2, 2024
1st place, "I can move mountains" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon; judged on 3/2/2024
Categories:
subduing, character, cheer up, christian,
Form:
Free verse
I cherish precious times
Along God’s vibrant love*
Resolved midst prayed-for goal
With joyous revival
To fulfill assigned role.
I cherish precious times
With blest triumphant glow
Encouraging me more
To do by faith what’s good
Yes, better than before.
I cherish precious times
Of radiant gladness
Readily reaching-out
Smiting selfishness force
While subduing pride’s pout.
I cherish precious times
having jubilant hope
Living by divine grace
Sharing peace, showing care
Each step upon life’s pace.
*1 John 4:16 - And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.
January 1, 2024
Edited on January 21, 2024
10th place, "Precious Moments" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Regina Mcintosh; judged on 1/28/2024.
Categories:
subduing, appreciation, blessing, christian, faith,
Form:
Monchielle Stanza
Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.
I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and steady
but you came through when I was only half ready.
So oft you had to be not just a mom but a dad too.
It wounds me to confesss it but we both know it’s true.
Memories of sworn promises to you I didn’t keep
cauterize my conscience and cost me peaceful sleep.
Yes, dear, you were always there for me
seasons in and seasons out.
Thus you immeasurably blessed my life
of that there can be no doubt.
I like to think I repaid you at least a loving little.
If not, I pray God grant me mercy and an acquittal.
Categories:
subduing, 12th grade, character, hope,
Form:
Rhyme
Abstract images to the debris of micro fibers.
Down to the Haitian survivors praying for Red Cross donations rather than meaningless
conversations and commotions,
Across tech tonic structures islands break off, continents sides of earthquakes, sizzling
millions of years with a side of ketchup as condiment
Natural bloodshed delicate as a cracked vanilla wafer moving and subduing natural
disasters with a waiver
1st born protected on the doorstep with lamb’s blood, a sanctified remnant of raiment
Oceans swallowing nations in containment.
Countries bruise, ail, and swell.
Broken, body bones, normal day vertical swing parallel.
High land separating bodies of water and 3 sides of the peninsula .
Drowns, in the brown decay of metamorphic rock and hardened clay.
Day after the tomorrow, tirades un-tranquil in sorrow.
Statures of broken individuals in full robust
Feed the struggling souls
On the television reveals reflections of us
Categories:
subduing, natural disasters
Form:
Rhyme