Void is the life that many do live.
Incessant are the voices shouting.
Calamity rains down in daily affairs.
Totality, existence, is lent to the man.
Idolatry, sexism, persecution runs deep.
Memories recoil and replay to displace healing.
Two narratives juxtaposed between breaths.
One a victim, the other, survivor.
Sentiments aren't toward recovery today.
Underneath the toxicity, one can though, still find solace.
Reviving past culture, living simply, within one's means.
Voicing concerns conscientiously.
Inciting positive change through law.
Venting with righteous anger to bring peace.
Obeying routine, structure and discipline.
Recovery is possible; so become the change you long to see.
01.06.2026
(A poem a day)
I am thankful for this 24,
A chance to live, love, learn, and grow.
I am grateful for a good night's sleep and rest,
With the sun that burns in my soul, to rise with that gleam of light and go out and do my best.
I accept the challenges around the corner that await me.
I only move with good intentions and I do my work truly and conscientiously.
I treat myself with kindness and I do the same for my fellow man.
Giving the best and receiving the best from others is a part of God's plan.
I opt for a Kool-Aid smile on any and every given day.
It's a beautiful reminder of a time when I would go out and play.
Today is a good day and I graciously accept this gift.
I'm present, I'm invested and my cross I'm prepared to lift.
I am thankful for another 24,
To live, love, learn and grow.
July 15 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Proverbs 10-12
Key Verse – Proverbs 10:29 The way of the LORD is strength to the upright: but destruction shall be to the workers of iniquity.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HIS WAY
Praise be to God for His way that:
Strengthens with His great influence
Saves along His gracious illumination
Safeguards through His good impact
Settles upon His glorious instruction
Secures around His grand intention
Proverbs 11:1, 20 Praise be to the Lord for
protecting us against abominations so we can:
Walk in along His direction
Watch with discernment
Wake against despair
Work midst delight
Win by His drive
Proverbs 12:2 Praise be to the Saviour for
enabling us to obtain His favour while we are:
Loving Him by His compassion
Leaning on His care whereto we cling
Living for Him with His conscientiously
Listening to His call, cleaving to Him closely
Learning from His commands with circumspection. Amen!
July 15, 2024
As the sun rises in the east,
I sit in quiet contemplation upon the roof,
Thinking of tomorrow's yet to come and yesterday's long past.
The sun did rise. The sun will rise. The sun is rising.
My thoughts go toward the future , and to the past.
What could I have done differently. What can I do differently.
What could have been done, what could be done. Some answers flitter in an out with answers mediocre.
Contemplation.
Mindset. One must strive , constantly and consistently, to live in the mindset of the future they desire.
One cannot break from themselves that which they know to be true, nor can one live against themselves.
Reach.
Highest ideal.
Conscientiously live in the state of which one wants to be. It takes effort. It is hard. To achieve the desires of oneself and of their family, one must constantly be. In the way they can envision themselves being.
Focus.
Breathe.
Not such a simple task. But worthy of conquest.
Attain your highest moral order, and persist. Let no outside action interfere, be stoic.
See.
Listen.
If one can achieve this, or attempt to, one can find peace. Persevere .
metal hearts harden
ridgid rugged thoughts touch cold
firm resistant sharp
~
unbreaking inflexible
passions strong conscientiously
misogynating
~
firm now pliable
undeniable soft light
beats now soften heart
9/25/23
written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
WELL HERE 3rd John 1:2
Effectively, exhaustively, efficiently?
Be it’s well with you;
That you be?
~
As fit as a flea!
Provident;
Conscientiously!
1/30/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
a LUNE POEM
I a woman of sixty and seven have come to realize
There is more here going on than is evident to the eyes
What is allowed by ego to filter through our defences
Is not the sum total registered by our senses
As we are able to carry the weight like a mother doting
Incrementally it sifts it through without sugar coating
We see what we are ready to see unedited without bias
No matter the seas that lay ahead we say in confidence Try Us
Last Friday week I learned to swim after being the banker for years
Finding I'm hyped to name and address all my other fears
I want to live life conscientiously enslaved to nothing but God
The trainers are off on my way giving my governess a nod
crazy sanity
excited placidness
terrible wonderfulness
enthusiastically down
mountainous nothingness
unexpected anticipations
insanely normal
conscientiously uncaring
empathetic bullying
horrible kindnesses
guilty innocence
joyful depression
bipolar normalcy
conflicted understandings
crawling highs
maniacal lows
Goodness
Doing right things
Opportunity knocks
Sometimes when we least expect it
For one’s better angels
Allowing ways
To shine.
Virtue
A welcome trait
For high-minded living
Example for those we know who
Disregard their morals
Skirt the edges
Often.
Ethics
Will cultivate
An exemplary life
Of lasting proper behaviors
If conscientiously
Better living
Applied.
Conduct
Measuring our
Commitment fully to
A better world for tomorrow
And high-mindedness for
More love, justice
Today.
written May 16, 2021
for "Heptastich" poetry contest
sponsored by William Kekaula
Listed #78 on Best All-Time 100 Poems May 27, 2021 Poetry Soup
Copyright © L MILTON HANKINS | Year Posted 2021
Conscientiously Combat Contamination:
Pass punitive laws policing polluters
Keep chemicals from killing crops like corn
Plink and plunk pests with pure, perfect panaceas
Segregate and shun smokers of cigars and cigarettes
Contradictorily, Contribute to Contamination:
Permit and protect pernicious ***********
Validate, vindicate, and venerate video violence
Liberate, laugh at, and lionize lascivious language
Glorify and giggle at graceless, gutter-fed gossip
Counteracting Contamination
Can't cut both ways, can it?
Contest Entry - "Contamination" - Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
Yes I am a towering fierce being,
Yet you still bring me down bleeding.
Yes I enjoy causing nightmares and battling paladins,
Yet with you my devastating powers have fallen under agonizing defeats.
Yes I have a scarred wounded face,
Yet with crayons you leave me with cherubic countenance.
Yes I have a deceitful evil laugh,
Yet you are able to read its honest and auspicious graph.
Yes I mostly plan to overthrow something,
Yet you jolt me back to sanity with your alluring humming.
Yes I need to be feared by people,
Yet with you I leave my heart to be tucked behind your conspicuous sepal.
Yes I do lack the sense of wrong or right certainly,
Yet with you I am wrapped around and engulfed conscientiously.
Yes I am not a monster,
For you have robbed my heart and I don’t need it back any longer.
A shinny light shone on the horizon
a lofty height further from the forensic
from the loins of wisdom...
wisdom from his loins..begetting mega-wisdom (s)
daddy,my buddy.
my "paddy"...my "caddy"
my confidant..my confidence
the penchant...the fence
my inclination...my adoration
my guide...my guard
man with seven lives,
mum in heaven smiles,
“his fertile effervescent mind”
his fatherly ever - present bind
the simplicity of his complexity
the intricacy of his sagacity
magnanimity exemplified,
hospitality embodified
enigmatically dogged,
sub - urban rugged.
undauntedly courageous..
conscientiously religious
indefatigable hustler.
easily understandable teacher
the earthen raged
you damned the bellows
tactically concealing the hidden page
you squeezed in to the hollow
glad you didn't listen
look at what we would be missing
we might have taken the long way
you always knew we'll get there someday
...Daddy, age with grace!
happy birthday.
Having permission to be mean has me rushing to this scene.
Trouble is, I don’t want her to see or hear me because then
she’ll surely fear me. I can’t let her know how low I’ll go if
good poem placement doesn’t show.
Should she take my poem to use or abuse, then I’ll give her my
indignation news! How dare she treat me with no care and as
any less than the very best.
Obviously, she is not conscientiously aware of what my five foot,
two inch frame can do. She wouldn’t mess me around if she had
a clue. If my anger should stay, even throwing a stick wouldn’t
make me go away.
I used to write and pace. Now I pace and think of her face.
Yepper, she best give me first place. If she should choose that
I lose, well, then I’ll whack her with my pen. If I go down, she,
too, will hit the ground. She’ll bruise. I’d rather face disgrace
than settle for no medal.
I always count syllables and use any means to enhance my rhyme
schemes. I do not work so hard for her to poetry-dream-rob.
She’ll know I have power and that I’m no mouse when every
hour pizza arrives at her house.
Out of my seven girlfriends
Six and a half are married
one is conscientiously married
to her inner, juxtaposed situation
the second is married to the innuendos
of a rat race,
sitting all day without a back rest
even on a gloomy dark clouds day
the third has chosen a man
to quench her hunger of joint fallacies
of anger, of greed, of plastic smiles
the fourth has married the contours
of self obsessed melancholic constructs
fifth is an abstract piece of broken clay
married to her enigma, which shows in her gaze
the sixth is on an eclectic bond
with her own split self,
a merger of effervescent intellect and a cosmic zombie
the first half of the seventh is unmarried
lives that part as a quintessential single,
open, vulnerable, desolate, creative
the second half is married
to her traverse past
which insulates her from future decadence
Achievers Brave Conscientiously Duties,
Every Framework Greatly Harnesses Impulse,
Justifying Know-how Likely Manifest---
Non-stop Obligation Pursued---Quest Realised---
Satisfying Tasks---Undergone;Everyone Seeking
Success Must Climb The Ladder From His Present
Condition Or Duty.
chipepo lwele
*Dedicated to Majory M.Chipepo
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