Everybody loves my baby
She’s so sweet and she’s so fine
Everybody loves my baby
The one I call Clementine
We go dancing every Friday
When the lights are turned down low
Impossible grooves then there take
Us on the dance floor all aglow
We go where the music makes us
Out of time and out of space
Everybody loves my baby
As she melts in my embrace.
(9/21/25)
OF AND IN DIVINE WISDOM
Poured from His cistern,
Inking heart and mind tablets:
God’s guiding wisdom:-
May your inking forever
Guide me in righteousness ways:-
With elephant ears,
And with the eyes of wise owls,
May wisdom be mine:
My full overflowing cup,
Filling saucers of others:-
Not just for me, Lord,
But may your divine wisdom,
Lead us all onward:
We, ensuring coming peace,
Love, and justice, in our lives:-
To deepen the secret of God,
every instrument aches, every string complains.
My sound has long suffered,
yearning to dissolve into Him —
yet no single note was ever enough to contain His name.
Still, in the listening,
still, in the playing of our fragile melody,
I pray the silence between us
is what ordains us.
Divine must meet whimsy before magic happens
I …
no longer look for
myself within your eyes -
I look for the deep reflection of
your grace in …
mine.
* For the “Bite Size Contest 123 Poetry Contest”, Line Gauthier, Judge
and Sponsor. *
I missed the target; So I took another arrow, pulled back the bow with all my strength, and aimed it at the centre. Thoughts of vengance blew it off course; I missed the target; So I took another arrow, pulled back the bow with all my strength, and aimed it at the centre. It would have struck true, if not for addiction. I missed the target; Feeling unworthy but determined, I took another arrow, pulled back the bow with all my strength, and aimed it at the centre. This time I hit the target; By counting the arrows which lie on the ground, and the ones that hit the target, I saw my true level of progress; I saw I was still a novice.
Passion burns in a tender kiss
souls unite in glimpse of divine bliss
There I now have stars in mine hair.
Attained cosmic radiance beyond compare.
The light of the stars is now all mine.
Cosmos being shifted by my will so divine.
There I now hold the Suns in my hands.
Providing warmth and light to all my lands.
Photosynthesis one of many original laws,
I am simply a new goddess healing flaws.
There I now have the Moons atop my head.
Shifting the tides and oceans of all people.
Guiding in times of darkness and dread,
As I am purifying nights, purging all evil.
There I now hold the Earth in my arms,
As my prayers for every nation and child
Slowly unfold over time reducing the harms
And someday life will be more mild.
Lighting candles pleases my soul
there's divine magic in each flickering flame
~ they dance with unfettered joy
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
"He will progress toward retrogression..."
Mother's heart defied such prognosis
yet it reverberated, haunting soul
thus, faith cleaved to divine pillar
toward hope fueling functionality
surmounting spastic bouts
conquering seizures
then beholding miracles.
Now, milestones radiate
as special child drives himself
midst freedom bliss
maneuvering wheelchair
likewise taking steps with walker's brace
vanquishing mother's fear
toward triumph of impossibilities
enabled by God*, the divine anchor.
*Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
August 23, 2025
15th place, "Killick" Free verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish; judged on 9/5/2025
Sensing that in our life something was amiss,
we beseeched our polarities to entwine
in our heart’s cave, where they may as lovers kiss,
that nodes within us gather under love’s sign,
manifesting boundless rapture, borne by bliss,
as with pulsations of love we so align.
God’s magnetism holds our soul in close embrace,
ignition renewal, at a rapid pace.
We’re touched by Holy Spirit but no one knows,
save our soul’s presence enraptured in delight
and as the benign bliss burn steadily grows,
we’re transfixed in heightened joy by day and night,
for we are in the boat that God Himself rows,
transmuting us here and now as living light.
Such is our secret which with mankind we share,
hoping some pure souls with childlike hearts will pair.
DIVINE WISDOM’S WISDOM
I’m not just to know:
It’s about sowing my seed,
And reaping my fruits:-
How You Feel and How God Feels Poetry
Contest //Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
Contest Judged: 8/25/2025 12:00:00 AM
( 1st Place )
Written: August 10, 2025
( Inspired by Isaiah 55 and reflecting on hope and faith. )
I come not full, but open wide,
With hands unfurled quietly yearning.
Your vows fall like gentle rain--
Words that flow from wells unending!
Through the clouds silver-haired persist.
I count on the daybreak You foster,
The meadow's bare-- still run deep.
Your stillness does not imply You sleep.
Faith takes small steps on shaky ground---
trusting quietly in what You’ve planned.
Your word-- like mist may sometimes fade,
but harvest waits for gentle hands.
You say, “Come and take, no cost at all,”
so I bring trust, not trying to fall.
My heart feels weak but still reaches out,
toward waters flowing without a shout.
You see me, not just struggling hard,
but waiting patiently, and yet still thrives.
And in your eyes
I'’m not alone--
I’m known and loved
deeply known.
love is the divine, woven bliss
like the blooming dawn
An invisible power travels with me
each moment, constantly;
like an inseparable companion.
Sharing all my failures, successes, joys,
and equally, my weaknesses, my strengths.
Knowing all secrets of my heart,
it guides me to choose between
alternatives paths of all sorts.
It makes me learn to take risks,
while keeping faith in self and it.
Over time, the unknown power
has become familiar, known,
and, indeed, a true friend.
I salute to thee for being patient with me
helping me understand the world bit by bit,
in an ever changing environment.
I donot know what to call
this unknown, invisible, divine power!
Many have chosen to call it God.
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