Best Triumphant Poems
“Trust in the LORD*.” Such declares God’s sovereignty
Along His leadership as the supreme Almighty Deity---
We must bow to Him with humility
Submitting ourselves to His authority.
“Trust in the LORD.” Such affirms God’s greatness
Along His omnipotence while manifesting gentleness---
We must shine through His goodness
Consecrating ourselves to His graciousness.
“Trust in the LORD.” Such reverberates God’s warning
Along His rebuke against unbelief, doubting, and complaining---
We must repent with sincerity’s well-meaning
Yielding ourselves to His reigning.
“Trust in the LORD.” Such speaks of God’s demand
Along His precept attesting promises so grand---
We must meditate His Word, whereupon we stand
Dedicating ourselves to follow His command.
“Trust in the LORD.” Such asserts God’s compassion
Along His mercy upon us during our affliction---
We must abide in His will midst COVID19 situation
Laying ourselves to His perfect and wise action.
“Trust in the LORD.” Such announces God’s requirement
Along His statute for us to show our joyous fulfillment---
We must comply to His faith-building agreement
Committing ourselves to His soulwinning-empowerment.
“Trust in the LORD.” Such assures God’s victory
Along His triumph in our obedience to proclaim Gospel story---
We must rely on His might while praying to overcome worry
Surrendering ourselves to His control for His glory.
*Psalm 73:28 …It is good for me to draw near to God: I have put my trust in the Lord GOD, that I may declare all thy works.
March 21, 2020
As the lily in its beauty
Heavenly kiss
on soft cheek
You are mine and I am yours
Until death separates us
An unbreakable seal that lasts for life
Pearl sugar and soft butter
melted
Two hearts become one
In eternal love
Divine
11.06.2017
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Jubilant!!! Indeed reigning with serenity
her earnest words exalt the Supreme Almighty
“Breathe of God” “Giving Godly Grace” surely proclaims
“Lord of the Morning” --- “Resurrection” verity.
Triumphant!!! Such expresses her hope so gracious
midst “Agape” showing “Joy of the Lord” --- precious
from “Eternal Emmanuel” “Our Bountiful God”
oh, “Amazing Grace Inspired” healing the anxious.
Radiant!!! Her poems shine along great Saviour’s glow
affirmed by “Redeeming Faith in God” of trust-flow
with her reliance to HIS “Eternal Embrace”
as “Prayer Warrior Blessings” she knows will follow.
Vibrant!!! That marks her sweet relationship with Christ
echoing “I Thank my God” since she’s well sufficed
filled by “Treasures of my Soul” she does testify
in her “Psalm* of Joy” lyrics, wholeheartedly priced.
Colossians 3:16 Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.
May 26, 2021
2nd place, "Title Wave" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux; judged on 6/28/2021.
"A man's pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit." Proverbs 29:23 of the King James Bible
Aspiring for achievement glow
That vanquishes painful defeat’s shadow
Arrogance stands at loftiness gate for a show
While selfishness glitters midst jewel of hypocrite’s woe…
Oh, proud human nature, needs heaven blow
To mutter need for divine blessing flow
And be triumphant, staying low.
March 21, 2025
2nd place, "Write Seven Beautiful Lines With A Twist" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/23/2025
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The night the mighty Ranger,
A soar into the turquoise sky;
Tears of joy dripped onto Scotland
As they whipped Fiorentina.
The flame of victory swayed all night,
The sound of the bagpipes echoed to England,
Unending till the next sun blossomed;
The melodious chants of their fans,
Ever, dweled in the heart of Glasgow.
Ranger,now, survive another day to fight for glory.
***RANGER WON ON PENALTY SHOOT OUT
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And I Will Till the Soil Triumphant
And it came with the rain,
A golden plough soaked in Nectar
Till the soil, the cracks of the soil,
Till the soil, let us pull the dead roots loose.
Are there, am too- let us tear each other's rags,
You lost once, twice- left an open scar,
Bled until no more blood to dry,
The scorched earth has more to yield.
Were there, was too- we were but torn pieces of sweat,
You lost the war under our feet and met the Temptress,
Hail! Your crushed bones and teeth and Seed.
Unhealed wound of parched land seems deathless.
Am triumphant, are not- and will till the soil I have,
I will harvest the bloom of the soil- the good earth,
I will pluck the full fruit now or never,
And it was your thirst for the rain.
Wrestling not with flesh and blood…
Here am I battling with forces in my mind and soul
As I see myself plunging into the sinkhole of midlife crises…
Oh, God, Your grace I beseech to pull me toward sobriety’s leverage
…Prop my faith by Your truth and mercy’s fortitude.
Confronting every fragment of self-pity’s guilt…
Here am I struggling over weakness-angst’s realities
As I confess my engagements with comfort-sparkled illusion…
My Lord, endue me with wisdom for a decisive resolution, indeed peace-filled
…Protect my testimony from being labeled as spiritual derelict.
Facing ambivalence midst maturity challenges…
Here am I subduing attacks of aging-related psychosis
As I admit my vulnerability and fears regarding my health…
Dear Saviour, uphold me in my well-being afflictions
…Propel my triumphant walk’s commitment against instability’s* fall.
*James 1:8 A double minded man is unstable in all his ways.
2 Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
June 11, 2019
2nd place, "You and Yours, Let's Get Personal" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 7/11/2019.
Everyday reigns as sure blessing from God
commencing on a gracious great Sunday
joyously filled by worship-praises' nod.
Faith greets “good morning” that hails glad Monday
along the Lord’s wondrous mercy and might
extending to uphold hectic Tuesday.
Wednesday does glow through Christ’s radiant light
while Thursday is fruitful by His bounty
to share willingly around bliss’ delight.
Friday’s culminating activity
exalts well the Saviour’s omnipotence
completing Saturday chores so plenty.
Midst the Creator’s loving persistence
everyday is triumphant* existence.
*Psalm 92:4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
April 22, 2019
10th place, "Anything You Want - New Poems Only" Poetry Writing
Premiere Contest; Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on 4/23/2022.
Marked by “Rejoice in the Lord always*” aim
exuberance is purposeful delight
mirth exuding earnest gratitude flame
contagiously oozing with blissful light
enabling others for glad smile aright…
Joy bubbles rippling hearty laughter-glow
in sharing kindness as blessings do flow
toward jovial soul’s triumphant reign
midst worship against hypocrisy-show
blissfully praising God for blessed gain.
*Philippians 4:4 Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice.
November 11, 2021
1st place, "A STRAND (1050)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/13/2022.
Like an epic battle of warriors in the ancient times,
rhythms of defeat and success punctuate the line;
either one wins or loses the game doesn’t matter,
it’s sportsmanship, fairness and attitude of respect.
Super Bowl kick-off highlights Sunday’s program,
championship in historic match cheers everyone;
along with mammoth crowds like on Staten Island,
jubilant fans who emerge and show their smiles.
Giants fans elsewhere blare their cars’ horns
a triumphant meaning, a victorious experience;
truly, it’s a huge and festive moment to share
with others who admire those players like Manning.
New England’s Patriots acknowledge their defeat,
their strengths and weaknesses make them authentic;
how they react and show about their abysmal loss
echoes a challenge, an experience worth reflecting.
New Yorkers herald jubilations and their triumphs,
faithful followers of their respective teams combined;
begin to celebrat and make a toast of beer in bars,
getting the whole clan, along with peers and friends.
Such a boisterous scene that makes the difference,
with ordinary games shown on TV or big screen;
however, the Giants in their popular name here,
has got their favor and trust from people elsewhere.
Blackened smoldering
Wood rising steam hazy sun
Autumn dew dripping
Blooming flower brilliant red
Resurrected from the dead.
*Holiday that’s verily blest
Gathering for revival zest
Spiritual treasures to gain
By faith, exalting God,** Sovereign.
Midst worship to praise the Lord’s name
Our hearts respond for service flame
Blissfully reaching-out with care
Hope, grace offered while love we share.
*May 3, 2022 is a National Holiday in our Country, and our Church used it for “Soulwinning and Ministry Involvement Conference” with the theme, “There is Joy in Serving Jesus.”
**Psalm 34:3 O magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together.
May 9, 2022
4th place, "A Lay for A Day In May" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich; Judged on 5/15/2022.
Hard to bear and heart breaking,
The bitter sight of the shining One,
Broken in body still bold of spirit.
Spite driven nails gnaw the wrists,
Brow torn open by hard twisted thorns.
Our glorious King crippled on the cross,
In open naked shame ordeal nerve shredding.
The wounded heart wrung out by hate,
Still lavishing forth love's pure force.
Voices spitting scorn, savage fists shook,
As the crowd rage in great crazed hate,
Before His mother's grief flooded face.
The eyes close only ease and cease
Of bone grating pain, now passed and gone,
As His breath falters and fades soft away.
The crowd scatters, silence clears the hill,
Disciples in sorrow, decriers still scornful.
His blessed body taken down by humble hands
And placed in the hollow peace of
The garden tomb. Three days gone,
The seal set, soldiers stand in watch.
Now shook hard, hearts shrink and seize,
As the bright bearer steps down burning,
To roll the heavy stone, hard hewn, away.
Even the angel light is eclipsed as
He stands forth to bring the shining birth
Of the waiting world's ever reigning hope.
Strive for a good start
midst hopeful heart…
Greet the day with delight
thank the Lord for light.
Keep marching onward
press on forward…
Reach good goal with your best
led by God’s full zest.
Aim for fulfillment
in your accomplishment
pursuing victory
for the Master’s glory.
Vanquish selfish pout
overcome doubt…
Reach-out with love’s kindness
by Christ’s graciousness.
Blow away each woe
by serenity glow
Always seek to rejoice
fulfilling right choice.
Work well while you pray
midst blissful ray
Gear for triumphant* fly
soar toward faith high.
*2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
November 27, 2021
Lyric in quatrain form
Honorable Mention, "SECOND CHANCE FOR YOUR N-A" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 12/19/2022.
Formed from varied wombs, love vessels so-called
we painstakingly faced the reality of growing up together
though nurtured … with compassion in one big home---
... propelled by care-givers toward triumphant journey.
While learning about family matters
our minds were confronted on parents’ whereabouts
then struggled to relate midst partnership endeavours---
... till prayerfully overcoming belongingness-insecurity.
In our status as once abandoned and orphaned children
surrendered, not by our choice, to a residential institution
never did we know our foot steps’ advancement---
... but are now assured of soul-assurance vis-à-vis eternal destiny.
Grateful to have been adopted and fostered
our hearts praise the Lord for His sovereign provisions
leading us, through faith, to salvation-islands along rescue streams---
... today, we're enabled to reach-out by His HIS grace* voluntarily.
*Ephesians 2:8 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God.
October 11, 2021
4th place, "Islands in the Stream" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish; judged on 10/14/2021.