The betrayal offences rendered on us daily unsettles swiftly progress.
They simmer and stir and spread.
Resentment, unforgiveness lead us to revenge.
Bitterness spreads so contagiously like a disease.
Infests and infecting all within reach.
God’s guidance keep my emotions in check.
Clear my heart of all distress.
As I mediate on your love and goodness
As feelings seem to resurface.
I seek your forgiveness,
You so graciously give.
Living with compassion and easily forgiving
is a commitment we must make.
Fistful butterflies sway along with the wind.
Ever frolicking through the vibrant desires.
Fistful sand slipping down in haste.
Unbothered about the delays and tussles around.
Fistful days flipping over.
Highlighting every single day.
Fistful memories binding themselves together.
Creating a most treasured treatise.
Fistful wishes probable, contingent or disguise.
Forever igniting the coal inside.
Fistful choices through the passable maze.
Attempt to escape but no respite.
Fistful thoughts sparkling out of palpitating chords.
Capable of entangling entire life.
Fistful learning running through the veins.
Enabling sturdy stature to prevent the derail.
Fistful steps towards the embarkation.
Creating a journey that travels through the stars.
Fistful smiles fluttering around in joy.
Contagiously sorting out the difficulties and sorrow.
Fistful opportunities that emanate from hard work.
Enough to be the cynosure through the rise.
Fistful always lets the phoenix rise.
Every creation is a conscious choice.
Fistful time .....may what....may I write!
3min Write' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
Dated: 16.09.2024
GASP OF AIR
Death claims all the Victory
In this life given to me.
It owns the very parts of Me
Which mingled with One’s chemistry
To build a brand new entity,
Just to have him ripped from me.
Who was the enemy?
My own womb, specifically
Betrayed us all, ejecting
This tiny piece of Humanity.
Scrap to you? Not to me.
I still ache longingly
To nurse and cradle this piece to me.
Twenty years and constant suffering,
More Death than Life, if you ask me,
Since my three children’s lives
Were deemed by Someone “Not to Be,”
And Mother never made of me.
What rules for such a Tragedy?
No One knew, apparently.
All Baby Bumps avoided me,
As if my “inability To carry”
An unspeakable disease,
Passed contagiously.
Alone, I bear their Memories;
Always My Responsibility.
Now I’ve become too fatigued
To honor them effectively;
They only Live in Memory.
I’m not too proud to beg your sympathy.
I’ll even make this plea upon my knees:
Would you be willing,
Momentarily,
To hold MY children in YOUR hearts
So I can breathe?
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.
Special child’s bubbly laughter of pure mirth
as he praises God* in sign language cheer
ripples contagiously midst priceless worth
fulfilling daily tasks with wheel chair gear.
*Luke 19:37 … Rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen.
Quatrain with ABAB rhyme scheme
July 23, 2021
2nd place, "Flair and Fun Quatrain Contest"
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger; judged on 8/18/2021.
Possessing pure skepticism
allows me
to carry an air of longevity
Having to breathe in
false utterances,
the words of mendacious men
I could never trust
If you be at the opposite end
on the thought spectrum
of visible dust
Then persuade yourself
if you must
That everything is peachy keen;
because an oval echo,
from a yellow enamel orifice,
placebo grin said so
Keep pulse listening
to the dunce reverberations
that smarmy gloat
Si, I do verily distrust that locust sound
every grimy vocal whit
As the green devouring wheeze abound,
grim reaper facts exist
So, Covid yourself
if you must
That none of the dying coughing is truly real,
because an ivory pair of coffin eyes
opaque hide behind a green curtain shade ill
There’s 19 different wavy versions:
Flagellated ear-rant vials of vapor duplicity
Inhale the infectious bah humbug,
give a callous shrug with an air of morbidity
Convince yourself
to believe a lie
of paper sawdust,
if you must
As for me,
the leper words of lecherous men,
I will always
contagiously distrust
American Nero,
showering utter disdain —
Denigration downpour on pleb citizens
begging for pandemic crumbs
As the pestilent fire rages around
your virally tainted kingdom
Ghastly gladly,
you keep on fiddling
acid text madly
Dripping hateful words that burn
deep into the bipolar soul
of a divided nation
An enamel disrobed toga ethos
reveal naked desires
Sparking flames of cold pathos
American Nero,
a contemptible paper reign
is exit poll falling
Whilst the fire of pox chaos
contagiously spread
with spittle accelerant ease
This scorching hoax
raze any flagging, publican hope
Truth unmasked
do singe that gallows rumor rope
Fiery breath fiddler
kindling fear,
high up on that Ivory Tower roof
Tearfully playing the ill-fated fool madly,
as graven torch idolatry
lay fallow ‘neath ash liberty truth
Come, breathe in grace of exuberant delight
Thanking God for His good morning rays’ glow
Keep basking under the Sovereign hope-filled light
Gripping your heart so in His peace you can wallow
Midst triumphant bliss for wondrous faith-flight
To share love* cheers that contagiously flow.
*Jude 1:21 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.
April 7, 2020
(Light verse in Rhyme)
1st place, "STRAND PICK C,ANY THEME,ANY FORM" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/23/2020.
Winter Chills
likely crept up on me
I shivered,
less than a snowman name Frosty
but breathlessly magical than the beginning of Winter Chills
Winter Chills
I breathe contagiously for
like snowflakes or more than the noise it gives rise to
my heart skips a beat
more than once for
Winter Chills
Winter Chills
tonight, on this eve is obviously illuminated
for my mystifying bones are undermining my strength of
passion for Winter Chills
Winter Chills
you solidified on this winter eve
lastly, my eye beholds a shiver coming from you
behold this sensation, bundle up
and carry on with
Winter Chill's
i pressed your
bellybutton
like a door
bell ringing
a tickling
feeling
running
throughout
your very being
releasing spring
loaded laughter
in the form
of seeds to be
planted to
grow
contagiously
She's contagiously wrong for you
Her smile and laugh are
masters you resent bowing to
On bended knees asking,
God, why does she have to be
your undoing?
Doing things inherently wrong
justifying tasting the sweetest sin
as righteous kool-aid
the red kind that
leaves your tongue and lips
stained and you swear
you wouldn't mind drinking
all of her pain away
That simple thought
has you thinking
Jesus, your wrong for placing
so many skin receptors
in one location
her fingertips cause
hearts to stop
and restart
hard to keep clothes on
talking about
nothing in particular
Her smile is witnessing
light escape heaven
Her laughter sows seeds
across a field of spirituality
and her flower
is the only one your harvesting
She's the heightened existence
of God's residue
after He finished making
love to the universe
What was conceived,
was she, the best part of a
man's world, her ingredients
made it all the more
spectacular
Why is it
those who reside in mental hospitals
find themselves struggling to remember
This is supposed to be a hospital,
and not a prison for society’s revenge?
Why is it
those who find themselves imprisoned
struggle to remind themselves
and each other
this is supposed to be a prison,
and not an insanely vengeful mental hospital?
Why is it
bondage breeds violence
as freedom feeds cooperative democracy,
mutual empowerment?
Why is it
defending capital-hoarding elites
breeds criminalization and militarization,
while freeing human natures
to embrace all Earth’s nature-spirits
feeds ecological democracy
to polypathically grow,
contagiously expand in joy
and wonder
and mutual awe?
OUTRAGEOUSLY INSPIRING
from cover to cover
breath-taking
each page sets a stage
outstanding
together we travel
voyages of creations
interpretations
through
illustrations
painting words
through
brushed strokes of
inscriptions
our canvas conversing
where visions entwine
across space and time
splendidly humbling
grand and sublime
poetry set in motion
by
desire and emotion
artistic attributes
from
fires of devotion
fantasy and fiction
fuse
finesse with diction
contagiously inviting
outrageously inspiring
a poetess
and her
playful
protagonist
© Kim van Breda
You're the definition of
beauty through which I
could only dream. The
beams from your eyes
contagiously infect me
senselessly and through
the expressions of how
you love me defines your
truest beauty.
The cores of your soul
suits and the structure
and design of your body
perfectly compliments
me. Through your mind,
you forever know me
and through patiences
and love, you forever
please, thats shows me
you clearly,
Beautiful one you inspire
me and through your love
I express me truly and
easily. You're far more
than my inspiration, you're
my heart's resurrection,
a temptation that reveal
my inner most passion.
Beauty describe you, my
words just help me to
forever define you.
i'm crying softer then I did before
and it's barely been a few minutes ago
it's harder, it's harder their falling down
now I'm falling deeply in love now
it's a dream to meet a girl like you
it's a shame I say I love you when you don't say too
i'm so excited to see you everyday
even if you don't feel the same way
you don't even mind me or care about me
but the way we talk, your smile, your laugh, are deeply so lovely
i can't help but stare into your brown eyes
you're so contagiously attractive but stiff like wood
if I could never love you, I couldn't
if I can move on, I know I wouldn't
this is what the american nightmare is like
but for you, I'd fight all night
i know the difference between best and right
i'm right when I tell you my love I'm not at plight
the remnents left from what you showed me, stay with me
you're the shining star in my heart
you complete my missing part
and for you I'd count the salt under the sea
i want all of you and I want you to be with me!
but...
i know we're far away from together
and I know you'll never want me, never
i know we can never have a "forever"
you can forget me, but I'll be there for you whenever...
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