During the hustle-bustle of
this festive occasion of Christmas,
it behooves us to find time
to turn our hearts to God
for the realization of perpetual peace.
Until now
what I thought was warm and holy,
Like the welcoming glow of a campfire scene
when a wisp of smoke spiraled up
from the trees
and the revelers danced around
in a kaleidoscope of light and shadows,
ended up for me so cold and hollow.
The mass hysteria that characterizes
the week before Christmas
is like a chaotic classroom
full of unsupervised hyper kids
when the teacher had left
to go take a phone call,
A cacophony of deafening mixture
of jumbled sounds
as if it’s but a week ahead
of the coming Apocalypse.
~11/27/22
~Contest: Christmas
~Sponsor: Constance La France.
From the era of troglodyte
to the evolved world of civilization.
The closer the life void of neophyte,
the farther apart should we be to condemnation.
Why is it that reverse is the case
as we race our intelligence quotient in haste
to daze the ignorance at the base
by God’s grace to evolve the world we now harnessed?
Every solved problem generates another.
Chaos – Coast to coast and border to border.
Problem upon problem is all we ponder.
Phagocyte of harum-sacrum acts pervade world’s three-quarter.
Carbon monoxide from cars contaminates ozone.
Human becomes prey for guns at war zone.
Preserved intakes cause carcinogenic issues.
Tears stirred by civilization could not be held in paper-tissues.
Serendipity in recycled severity
that characterizes the civility in gruesome tenacity
is a fruitless creativity in its best ability
to form vicinity with advanced social amenities.
Valueless is the invention that kills the purpose for which it was created.
I do not say we should stop being creative but be upgraded
in direction where bereaved is ceased to be the result we derived
from invention meant to ensure a better life.
Do away with everything that gives you stress
Tomorrow will be another day to press
Embrace the night with great delight
As it comes usually to pause your fight
John works so hard he doesn't believe in rest
Even in dead night he dares to climb on Everest
In his prime he died of cardiac arrest
Below the earth where he's laid to rest
He can't dare aspire to leave the nest
For those who think less of rest
There's a silence that characterizes the night
So powerful that it invigorates the brain
Rain or shine the night is a confidant and won't cause a drain
Each and everyday there's a loan to pay
The day is a loanshark where you get an oker of dismay
If you go through each and everyday
Without rest in the night you'll become gray
I’m tricky, sometimes hard to recognize,
for I don’t rule ALL those with idle hands.
The Devil knows which ones are mine. His lies
provide them with a wealth of sinful plans.
July 2, 2022
entered in the Sin of Sloth Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
Poetry, poetry, oh how I love thee.
I would count the ways, if not for infinity.
The beauty of creativity, that comes out of me.
Distinctively, characterizes individuality.
Senses and emotions, everything experienced
differently.
Yet, i write what i feel, with hopes of connecting
everybody.
Conjoined for a moment in time, as all else remains
stationary.
Imagining the varying views, and effect is so sexy.
Often wondering why it was a necessity.
To write on paper expressively.
Pages in a book of life lived daily.
As all, I have gifts and abilities.
No better, no worse, just certain proclivities.
A blueprint imbedded in the wiring of me.
Architected by the father who lives heavenly.
Poetry, poetry, oh how I love thee.
imagination is the mother of
belief and faith
I don't know
what's the actual different between
belief and faith
imagination
sometimes creates fear and veneration
maybe from the fear
the belief takes birth
and from the veneration
the faith takes birth
loyalty, maybe, characterizes
belief and faith
solid imagination
sometimes gives birth
the conscientious thought
and this thought can decorate the world
true beautifully
and sometimes this decoration introduces
the word Iconoclast
avoiding blindness, arrogantly
-February 26, 2020 Chattogram
Now, WHO
The towering twilight's twinkle tumbles thither thusly trembles Terra's theater, thwarting tales, tabloids, tidbits, totaling terrible troubles tethered to those traveling to Tibet...
An auspicious austere aubergine autumn awning advances, alerting all about appearances, alternating, almost alone, approximately ambiguous attitude abound, abroad Afghanistan...
Inevitably, indulging in ill-gotten information, involving inept individuals inadequacies, instituting invaluable, intricate, including, indisputable intel inside India...
Cool cast characterizes complete composites capturing celebrated cases concerning corruption, coercion, criminality, combustibles, calamitous crazed cold cases controlled comfortably choreographed Chinese counsel...
Now named, nay, nickname, naught, nice neighbor, no, naughty neighbor, nought, negotiable, never, noteworthy, nope, nevertheless noble, nevermore, nonetheless nifty--nincompoop!
2019 September 12
Parameter definition is - an arbitrary constant
having a value that characterizes a member
of a system (such as a family of curves);
also : a quantity (such as a mean or variance)
that describes a statistical population.
Spectacular Vernacular
When he said things sounded spectacular;
Which would have to vary in his vernacular,
We soon heard,
When occurred,
And apparently appeared in each parameter.
Jim Horn
~ time for flowers in the hair
~ it characterizes us too much
~ a shady place ... silence
breathe ~ unplug
TIME ~ has real power
an intense thought where everything is possible
~ connected
.... vV^VVV.... v^v ......
13.04.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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L engthy devotion characterizes their craft,
I n pursuit of expression, subjects serious or daft.
C olors are primary, and secondary in hue,
K aleidoscopic pigmentation—various mediums pursued.
E ach portrayal a depiction, in figure and scene,
T oasting life’s many wonders, through visual means.
Y ielding the call, to artistically create.
S ince earth’s early dawn—mankind’s coming of age,
P aintings—time capsules, a powerful stage.
L ighting the way for historians old,
I nspired by human drama, millennia foretold.
T hrough vivid illustrations, painters continue to forge.
Dust
Storm
Planet
Honors greek
God of war Ares
Fourth celestial body from sun
A reddish color tone characterizes its surface
Living in a place when drastic weather rises from cold to warmer temperatures
5-10-2016
You are scared to let go of the familiar;
the familiar has a feigned ignorance of making you feel safe and comfortable.
You dismiss the voice of reason,
because you are blinded by the sole thing that barricades you.
Be true to yourself:
“If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground,
it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power
that the day it bursts through, it will blow up everything in its way” (Emile Zola; 1840-1902)
You must find strength.
Surround yourself with what is positive.
Be strong.
Strength, truth and belief in yourself are the keys to unlocking
all that binds you.
You are a free spirit;
No person characterizes your being;
No person dictates how you think, act or speak;
No person controls your life;
No person except for yourself.
Diana-Marie Bombardieri
2006
Amplified beauty characterizes deeply evoked feelings gotten here,
in June's klieg-light,
lighting many nation of plants,
quietly rendering senses towards utopia,
vanquished with xanthophyll.
Yellow zoophytes!!
Love For the Right Reasons
Love doesn't build up your expectations
to only let you down.
Love doesn't live to tell you a lie.
Love doesn't hurt the heart it's in.
Love characterizes the person within.
Love doesn't justify wrong actions we make,
But love simlifies the losses we take.
Love has so many definitions that we don't understand,
That we take it for granted instead of in God's hand.
So next time you love, love for the right reason,
For when love comes again you won't miss the season.
Here's a copy of your poem so you can simply paste it into the Poets' Workshop
template.
Love doesn't build up your expectations to only let you down.
Love doesn't live to tell you a lie.
Love doesn't hurt the heart it's in.
Love characterizes the person within.
Love is a combination of you and me.
Love doesn't justify wrong actions we make,
But love simplifies the losses we take.
Love has so many definitions that we don't understand,
That we take if for granted instead of in God's hand.
So next time you love, love for the right reason,
For when love comes again you won't miss the season.
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