Drowning in sorrow
Perception more like misery
Contending that truth
To live in the contrary
Growing in countless prayers
As the devil keeps gaining strength
Battering me continuously
Causing an overwhelming load of understrength
I continue to pray
Confident that failure isn’t in the plan
The plan of my higher GOD
The only one who knows and can
Mercies after mercies
Blessings after blessings
So why the sorrow
Why the perception of misery
Where is my courage
How do I prevail
No way out no matter where I turn
Oh my GOD have I failed
I demand your promises
I’m breaking my knees on ground
You said all I needed was faith
I’m pleading the blood of Jesus aloud
I spied an ant beneath a kitchen sink
and I remembered as he made me think
about that steely silent battle of wills,
under a wee mushroom, below its gills,
when I was a hopeful, contending drone
competing for the queen upon her throne.
Of imagery in yonder meadow
she had much to say
from daffodils on rolling hills
to ivy covered fences
Yet of tragedy she would not write
of carnivores contending
for the hoof of a femme fatale
~ She could not bear the ending
Late-night talks have always been the best. The love I have for you is priceless. I don’t want anyone but you; you have to be mine. I need those late-night conversations. I want to feel reconnected with you and ensure that this love will last forever. I need to know if this love is permanent. I want to understand who I am contending with and where my love stands. I long for the emotional support we used to share. I always want to be the bigger man and the better man. I want the love that was cemented between you and me.
JCMT 04/27/2025
An angel and a devil
work me over every morn
Contending for ownership
to neither (am I) forsworn
I tell myself I won’t succumb
to the devil, that old bum
Then he takes down the angel
The fireworks have begun …
In the end, it’s MY will versus MY won’t
They’re mere illusions by my throne
(Prompt: Wisdom is not enough to calm your fears.)
The kinetic world is on a great sprint.
The silent seer stares at with a squint.
He feels distressed for the occurring harms.
With a solemn demeanour, he alarms.
Identity crises among nations
Contending with insecure relations
Keep their voices go with sonority
For comfort and self-based priority
Within countries, separatists conspire
Catastrophes are adding fuel to fire
Forcing uniformity – a threat
It's never too late to change the mindset
Creative destruction is invited.
Creating mess is to be indicted.
Agape love can alone wipe away tears
Wisdom is not enough to calm your fears.
Bound to reach a close, everything goes as thus
Your farewell etched like a scar
Whispers in the dark, so it flows
Echoes in my mind as I still drift afar
Contemplating lies, contending excuses
Darkness looms as the harbinger gazes upon
Who refuses to take refuge from impending danger
One man's hero, the grief of another
Tormented by your graceful smile
My memories play a frightening illusion
No tears left to run its mile
Endless void only to be filled by your absence
Contending excuses, contemplating lies once more
Blinking back tears as I bask in your embrace
Your sweet words like music to thy ears
Shrouded by darkness no more, surrounded by your reassuring light
Your letters revealed thus to me
One man's hero, the loving mother of another
Warmth of resonance filling me
Dabbing gently my sobs goodbye
The pride of having you takes place
Your farewell, I see a new horizon
A calm push to transform to a new me
As a step into a new chapter of life
One that will forever be proud of your legacy
I stay stationary, collapsed, in a room unlike mine
I stay bare, as I wait for my thoughts to align
the bloodied hand continues it's repetitive round
soon the dust in this chamber will have me drowned
my scaffolding will be unveiled before I accept
this isn't a hallucination because I overslept
I cry, I kick, I bite, I scream
I weep, I hit, my eye's they stream
my feet move my carcass for the very first time
so back to my predecessor's cradle, I can climb
the circle of life I complete at one and seven
and I hope to have again before I witness heaven
my consciousness a station that's only channel is you
I theorised us as true, not our love debut
the favourable and dreadful constantly contending
no speculation was given to our feasible mending
I crave to be livid and despise your existence
instead I sympathise and empathise and acknowledge our distance
your presence and aroma was a familiar setting
with your forthcoming absence it's you I'll be forgetting
formerly I was craving your presence and touch
now praying to avoid your glance and clutch
dreading to glimpse dreamy eyes turned devil
as our look will never again be that special
September 21 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Joel 1-3
Key Verse – Joel 1:19 O LORD, to thee will I cry: for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of the field.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HEARING OUR CRY
Praise be to God for hearing our cry of:
Faith to flourish by His faithfulness
Fervency for His fruitfulness-fulfillment
Flight toward His freedom against futility
Fight against fear by His force midst fatigue
Faults along His forgiveness to flee from frustration
Joel 2:13 Praise be to the Lord being gracious
and merciful, always:
Securing our salvation-settlement
Sanctifying us from selfishness-strife
Sufficing us with His satisfaction-supply
Strengthening us by His Scripture-statutes
Stabilizing us for steadfast service-stewardship
Joel 3:16 Praise be to the Saviour for
He is our hope against:
Catastrophes causing to us crises
Curses clinging to our chastisements
Conflicts contending with our cravings
Clamors creeping against our contentment
Calamities creating our cries for His compassion. Amen!
September 21, 2024
Am I but the stirring of a seasoned stew
The madness of a game that summer threw
Hard edge of a canyon wall at dawn
Towering above a trembling, speckled fawn
Must I be a raging lion or timid lamb
Contending for the prize of also ran
As I must outduel Winter’s feigned chagrin
Until it screams OK, all right, you win
So bear with me and kiss me as I go
And take with me the curse of bearded snow
Leave It All Behind II
Humans are Apes
Looking a bit different
(A lot of character)
From the way we look now
*
Are to go through
So many changes
Physical Cognitive Emotional
*
So many challenges
Language Social Interactions
Maintaining of Traditions
Being of the Nomadic Persuasion
(Mom Dad we have to move again Gee Whiz)
*
Coping with Seasonal Weather
Water Depletion Crop Failure
*
Contending with Human and Animal Predators
*
We also have immense Curiosity
Which liven things up
*
One side of a small fork
On an elongated stone chair
The day goes by
petals
broken branches
defoliation
Snowflakes
Contending with the wind and the clouds
sometimes
Families with sore hind leg
Sit around it
spend one afternoon
Everyone's
stone chair remains and is carved
It's just years.
Precious peace, lost in the shadows
Stirring of doubt, regrets compose
Challenging hope with silent tears
Ghastly woes, brought to life in fears
Confusion slows the dreams, turmoil
Steaming within, despair will spoil
Darkness quiets as the storm clears
Ghastly woes, brought to life in fears
Healing softens the blows, mending
Chaos felt by hearts contending
With mental illness which lasts years
Ghastly woes, brought to life in fears
Precious peace, lost in the shadows
Ghastly woes, brought to life in fears
Kyrielle Sonnet – Written October 20, 2022
ER: Enlightenment Recovery Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Happy New Year
My neighbor wished me happy New Year
But lamented things would be unchanged
As we're still contending with the virus
And people are acting as if deranged.
I contemplated what she said
And, factually, it is quite true
But 2022 will be unique
Because, after all, it is new.
For me, this word is energizing
Both a challenge and an invitation
Indeed, the world will have its troubles
But inherent to humans is innovation.
We've seen as much in recent months
And what '22 brings, who can know?
So, joining hearts with all mankind
Into this newness I will happily go.
Molly Moore
flowing swirling
swatches
swarm&wind
bloom blush brilliant
thru my mind
fervent fervid feelings
flow show
as expression outward flow
flaxen yellow
jostle joust
my mind's eye
view
brash brazen blue
in
distant hue
stirring sensations
hid below
ribald red racy rude
cluster crowd
contemplations crude
upon
vivid verdant green
imprinting
inner attitude
impression subtle & unseen
contending colours clash
with poignant passion splashed
'til
emotions manifest
displayed
arrayed
essayed
on
canvas unabashed
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