Easy to entrance the sycophants watch their helpless dance their back and forth swaying and swooning, in cunnilingual somniloquence.
Droning and drooling with flattering and fawning, turgently swelling, spouting placating pleasantries, a mess of gushing adulation.
Self exultation, craving congratulation by consensus for another conventional sensation, clamouring for congratulation in lurid inflated infatuation.
Curtailing castigation, striving in strides as pedestrian asperation gives rise to typical inspiration, stillted it saunters soulessly, provoking predicable platitudes.
Dreary dedication denoting the humdrum and the ho-hum, tirelessly tiring, offering effortlessly banal bestowments bequeathing a tepid tranquillising testimonial.
Uniform, unchanged, unilateral applause, amplifying abysmal analogies, articulating dearth depictions of derivative denotations.
Cryptic quips collapse carelessly caused by cumbersome correlating contradictions, deviating detrimentally forth fatuous flutterings.
Stale sentiment, sterile superfluous suppositions, garishly guilded in grandure,
Repetitious rudimentary ruminations, repackaged and retold.
"According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue." Peter 1:3 of the King James Bible
Blest to blossom midst bestowments' bliss
compassion calls for courageous concern
driving dreams toward divine delight.
March 6, 2025
2nd place, "Write Three Beautiful Lines" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/7/2025
August 27 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Lamentations 1-3
Key Verse – Lamentations 1:9 …O LORD, behold my affliction: for the enemy hath magnified himself.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR BEHOLDING OUR AFFLICTIONS
Praise be to God for beholding our afflictions:
Hoisting us from hellish heat
Helping us with His heavenly host
Handling us against hardening howls
Holding us upon His hedging heartiness
Healing us along His health-hewing hands
Lamentations 2:9 Praise be to the Lord for
leading us with His vision so:
Vivid with His Biblical view
Victorious by His blessed valour
Vocal along His best against vanity
Virtuous building us through His verities
Valuable by His bestowments, vanquishing vileness
Lamentations 3:22 Praise be to the Saviour for
His mercies and compassions that fail not to:
Lead us to His light
Love us midst His liberty
Lose us with His leadership
Lift us despite our longings and losses
Link us toward His lasting lessons of life. Amen!
August 27, 2024
I can’t just whisper my thanksgiving* to God
for His blessings’ bounty, verily innumerable:
He opens windows of heaven, pouring wondrous bestowments
granting wisdom, discretion, and prudence
being my Teacher through the Scriptures for my spiritual nurture.
Indeed, whispers can’t contain my gratitude to the Lord
My Saviour Who assures me eternal redemption
sanctifying, purging my soul from confessed guilt
graciously enveloping me with serenity’s bliss
since He’s the Prince of peace.
Beyond whispers, I declare my thanks to Christ
Who unceasingly strengthens my stewardship endeavour
cheering me midst life’s trials
revitalizing my faith's commitment
to live for Him, loving with with all my might, as I take His yoke.
Thus, with reverberating whispers of gratefulness
I draw nigh to the Almighty
beseeching His charity’s kindness
for ministerial vibrancy
of triumphant reaching-out pursuits, worth sharing.
*2Corinthians 9:11 Being enriched in every thing to all bountifulness, which causeth through us thanksgiving to God.
June 14, 2020
7th place, "Whisper to me II" Premier Contest
Sponsored by Regina Riddle; judged on 6/16/2020.
So-called Lady Luck, post your impulse rounds:
Tell where next goes your famed Midas touch;
Where in the days near shall your wild leg lead
The favored donees of your capricious search?
Against your impulse-urged turns I got a gripe:
For men your random wanderings widely hype,
Yet you little care that faithful mortals adore
Your all-clandestine cycle and surprise galore.
And as for your epoch-honored bestowments:
Say what obscure merit-scores you rely upon
To amply pamper one and sorely deny another,
Spurning toiling orphans to gift a nabob's son.
False-hallowed Mistress of Fate I fault, again:
Now reward fans who rock themslves insane
As they pay hugely appeasing homage to you,
Pleading that you apportion many and not few.
Until you grant lowly lips that crave your gold,
I said and again will say that you're not a god!
From God’s unlimited storehouse of blessings*’ bounty
He rains heavenly bestowments with His sovereignty.
He grants wisdom, discretion, prudence without defilement
He's the Teacher instructing sanctification from sins' detriment.
Completely rescuing from hell’s destruction
The Saviour wrought eternal security of settled redemption.
Giving calmness with serenity’s bliss, midst stressful turmoil
He’s the Prince of peace refreshing against weariness-spoil.
With His strengthening might for faithful stewardship
The Master cheers along His joyous partnership.
In charity’s kindness with complete forgiveness
His pardon loads mercy’s vibrant brightness.
Guarding against iniquities and guilt’s terror
God Who is merciful upholds from fears’ horror.
*Genesis 49:25 Even by the God of thy father, who shall help thee; and by the Almighty, who shall bless thee with blessings of heaven above…
April 17, 2019
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