737.
Adoration to Mary:
Mother of Faith
Our Mother in Heaven, we adore you
Our Mother Mary – Mother of Faith – a Christian Virtue
Receive this adoration from your children
An adoration next to that of our Father in heaven
Oh Mama Mary, source of our Christian Faith
Your humble submission to God we congratulate
Your faithful children will adore you forever
Glory be to you also, our Heavenly Mother.
Amen.
-11/07/2019
(Dumarao)
*Adoration to Mary as Mother of Virtues
in abeyance the intrusive unperceiving
congratulate an unselfish compromise
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 6–12, 2026)
congratulate the unperceiving
contradict those improving
jab your talon at these neglectful
you spoiled their intrusive will
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 6–12, 2026)
contradict abeyance
congratulate wholesomeness
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 6–12, 2026)
Before the world learned how to pronounce my name,
you whispered it into the dark
like a prayer afraid of being overheard.
You stitched mornings together
with the thin thread of your patience—
tea boiling over, uniforms drying late,
rent waiting at the door like bad weather.
I thought childhood was effortless.
I did not see
how often your hunger
sat quietly beside mine
and chose silence.
Your palms smelled of turmeric, soap,
old books, rainwater,
and the iron scent of sacrifice.
When I failed,
you did not offer speeches.
You simply moved closer
and made grief feel smaller.
Even your anger
was another form of shelter—
a storm standing guard
outside a fragile house.
I left home
with borrowed courage
that was yours all along.
Every applause I have received
carries the echo of your sleepless nights.
Every room that welcomes me
was first opened by your refusal to quit.
People congratulate me
for climbing so high.
They do not know
I have been standing
on your invisible shoulders
my entire life.
And if history remembers me kindly,
let it write this in bold letters:
whatever shines in me
was lit by my mother first.
224.
Ode to Mary, Mother of Virtues
Oh Mary, Mother of Faith
You taught us to obey God
Your humble submission we congratulate
Oh Mary, Mother of Hope
You offered us God's Messiah
Your fruit of salvation we interlope
Oh Mary, Mother of Charity
You granted us God's abundant grace
Your genuine generosity we credit sincerely
Oh Mary, Mother of Prudence
You confirmed us that you are guided by God
Your sinlessness we adore with magnificence
Oh Mary, Mother of Justice
You imparted us God's impartial mercy
Your intercession we always please
Oh Mary, Mother of Fortitude
You showed us patience amidst God's trials
Your endurance we praise with servitude
Oh Mary, Mother of Temperance
You astounded us with your chastity before God
Your immaculate heart we want to glance.
-09/08/2013
(Dumarao)
*for Mama Mary's Birth
Baby swing unused for eight years
Glider has sat dormant since 2019
Dual slides; who was the last one to slide down them?
I do not remember because it has been a while
I congratulate myself on making this play park into a dog park
The dogs use the underside of the slides for shade
They have dug holes around the pool
Now our little dog is making mud pies with his paws
Throw an arrow, remember to sharpen it before it reaches it's end target
Who is naïve enough to cross your parameters of closeness
Capture this person whose mere sight you adore
Aim at their legs, your prey will land face first on the floor
Don't be scared, Don't you worry
This is how love is meant to be
Or why would cupid, on his smooth back, so many bad intentions carry?
Or why would the heartbreakers or cheaters not worry about their actions
If they didn't know, love is never a synonym to passion, but pain
To confusion and spiraling games
Love was never stable enough to stay after an orgsm
Love, they repeated over and over
Yet it felt like it had just slipped off their tongue
Bind love in ropes of promises, skim apart their soul
Listen to their heartbeat till the gushing of their bloody lies couldn't be ignored
You'll know when the prey gets too weakened, it can't move
Just fall apart into broken shreds of a beautiful story
Piece by piece, Complete the jigsaw pattern
That lasts people eternity, then you can congratulate yourself
You've caught your prey
Can anyone follow the news anymore?
during Euro 2024,
after the UK elections,
when I want to know the latest selections,
In Gareth Southgate’s team,
In Sir Keir Starmer’s team,
with everyone analysing, prophesying,
what this or that might mean.
Even if we heard those songs before,
all the pundits are oh so cock-sure,
everyone thinks they know the score,
the truth is nobody ever knows,
until that final whistle blows.
Everyone’s riding their luck, their chance,
pick up a history book, take a glance,
they never write any of them in advance.
That 2-1 defeat hurt, but it was no disgrace,
after all England, still claimed second place,
so I will congratulate Spain,
and celebrate how far our team came,
give our manager and players, respect that's due,
that's the least, that anyone can do.
The news from the US, just got even worse,
it's time that I returned to my verse,
or read the latest on Port Talbot steel,
then go back to following Labour's New Deal.
dogs run in
run out
run in
run out
I congratulate myself
on finally propping the front door open
my husband gets grumpy
about the air conditioning
the idiocy of propping the door open
I just want it quiet now
wishing he would go back into his man cave
The defense is automatic
Actions, autonomic
Devoted to the cause, charismatic
Emotions for all seasons, climatic
I weary,
I smile
I compliment, silently
I advise
I encourage
l congratulate, mutely
l feel
I break
l heal, repeatedly
I love
I pray
I hope, constantly
My feelings
My devotion
My actions, unsolicited.
Sometimes I don't know you,
Other times I don't know me,
Sometimes, you are just a stranger crossing the sky's limit,
Other times, you are my dearest brethren.
You don't look beyond the surface,
My perceived height is nothing but a miracle,
You only know the skin-deep conscience,
I think of you as a divine arcade.
I was so in my desired continent,
You were so in your purest delusion,
Now, where is your dream and my illusion?
Where do you belong in this scorched island?
I found you nowhere,
You reside in my flawless daydream,
Maybe you are just a honeycomb,
Perhaps you are nothing but a silkworm.
Once you have defined the beauty of a paradise,
I congratulate you on attaining your preferred location,
There is a lie in your desired destination,
I know your insight is nothing but a false combination.
I’ve had enough!
It’s crazy!
Though time and again
I’ve tried.
My dear friend,
I’ve tried and sighed.
Alas, no shiny mirror
to congratulate you on
your World win.
You won’t see my comments,
trust me.
I'm proud for you and
I read and love your poetry!
Envy the green eyed monster
can be harnessed to achieve a goal
I currently have a want for fitness
it's eluded while my life was on hold
So I am mustering up my health
and working on my stamina
And feeding up my ego
because in the end its chutzpah thats its anima
You have to attack with vigor
and have a plan you adjust along the way
You have to be single minded
and self congratulate to make it stay
For envy does not really serve
and it can actually deflate your cause
Because you don't ask for advice
and align with those who have achieved what you want
For those that have blazed those trails
can tell you their recipe
It may be the thing you can exactly do
or it may be an energetic zing
But use your emotional energy
to fuel your restless tide
And keep an open mind
and move ahead with pride
Turn Envy the Green Eyed Monster to you can do this!! You can! - Artimus (C) Susan Manley 3/11/24 8:43AM
When I paint I will listen to my friends via the phone line.
I put them on speaker.
I rarely ever call them any other time.
Unless I am driving.
I have mastered the skill of throwing in pauses and sighs at the right time.
My “hmmm?”s “what’s” and “okay then”’s are semi-automtic.
I congratulate myself on getting by with this
until I ask “What was their name again?”
and they say “Jesus”.
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