A new phase
Needs sacrifice
You have to let go
Of who you are
So you can become
Who you want to be
Something goes for something.
You got to let go
Of all that's draining
Endowing what's nourishing
If you want to fly
Give up everything
That weighs you down
Be like the Phoenix
From ashes to a new life.
She is tranquility enfolded in ambiguity,
symbolizing serenity before conception,
not idiosyncratic, but sympathetic stranger,
Mantis is the Celestial Madonna
as profound as a collapsing galaxy,
defining a figure of cosmic importance,
destined to create the celestial savior,
the most significant universal entity.
She is the selected medium of transformation,
where the new universe swirls,
weaving light and chlorophyll.
Born on the cradle of mother earth,
yet claimed by the emptiness of cosmos,
endowing her with the acumen of prophesy,
she walks on the footprints of silence,
steps following the shooting stars of the milky way
as her breath turns into a hymn of forgotten stars.
She is the epitome of spatial stillness
that stabilizes the existential storms,
for she knows the exact rhythm of sorrow,
and the precise cadence of delight,
steadying them on her palm.
The Avengers treat her as a teammate,
a martial artist, the green essence of change,
that feels the pulse of the extant universe,
spreads the inflection of prayers across the cosmos.
In my frailty, God works in His might
upholding me against weakness' pain
toward effective functional gain
surmounting my human nature blight...
Despite frailty brought by carnal mind
the Saviour reaches me with His grace
endowing strength to win in life's race
midst blest restoration He designed...
Admitting frailty of sins' sorrow
my soul confesses selfishness' cry
along the guise of pride I defy
causing heart to wallow in deep woe...
Now, I cast to the Lord frailty's deed
toward heavenly soar by faith's bliss
as prayer comes from spirit's abyss
to do His will, freed from guilt indeed.
Triumphant* against frailty's attack
I do stay in my divine Fortress
seeking His peace to vanquish distress
He assures with great compassion-pack.
*Psalms 25:2 O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me.
February 4, 2026
2nd place "Pick-A-Title, Vol 55" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 2/20/2026
Midwinter glides with buoyant ease
Where song birds twit a mellow note,
A hymn for chapter's last reprise
That graces flurry leaves afloat :
December whorls its amber lace
Endowing quiet as blooms cloak
The lanes , our sills... in night's embrace
When trails of garlands' chill evoke
A season's zest though boughs droop low
As moonshine blesses our hearth's reign,
Immersed in cheer...where all things flow
Warmth of kin soothes my breath, my gain.
I shall but hold this Cycle's blast
And let its timeless glory last!
A world stabilized by signature
Completed comprehension of letters
Leaving of all accounted
To begin work without support
Endowing the mind of all alive
Without distraction
The treasury note
Bill is paid
I spoke nothing in tongues
Check is written forth
Before failure begins a new
Annuity is gained interest from slovenly designed
Augment of an unhoused mind
Redaction of treasury note
Labor has de fine as wage
Add of time in coursed labor
Constriction of appendage is resignation
Stranded midway, my path is
strewn with thistles and thorns.
When turbulence rocks my life,
I lift my eyes Heavenwards,
and beseech- ‘Lord, piolet me’!
When tempests toss my vessel,
l pray- ‘Hold my hand’.
When heartaches leave deep scars,
wish, you come with solace,
showing an exuberance of kindness.
Help me face each day,
endowing me with your grace.
Lord, fill me with love,
to share it with others.
This is all I implore.
Night sleeps beautiful soul
So the night wakes;
Our Father places you, asleep;
Sleep heavenly, Beloved;
I'll see you in the New Day dawning;
As you're sleeping this very, moment
May our father's anointing;
Cover you cascade endowing, you;
His righteousness endowing you;
Beloved soul, heart is gold
Sleep Daughter in your covering;
Be Daughter what He's calling, you;
And when you're Awaken, on His New Day Dawn;
Stand on Our Father's Peace, Joy and Love
I speak life abundance to you;
soul precious beautiful, night sleeps bright the Father's Daughter
Night sleeps His beautiful soul;
So the night wakes
Our Father places you asleep
Sleep heavenly "beloved"
I'll see you in the new day dawning
As you're sleeping this very moment
May our Father's anointing
Cover you cascade and endowing you
Beloved soul heart is gold
Sleep daughter in your covering
Be daughter what HE'S calling you
And when you're awaken
On His New Day Dawn
Staying in our Father's peace joy and love
I speak life abundance to you
so soul precious beautiful night sleeps Beautiful soul
6/8/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
“The streams are in my veins”
quote from the sponsor
Guided
Through the ages
Endowing the future
An heir aroused by sage wisdom
Ancestral blood pumps and streams through my veins
A pulsating rhythm from the heart
through life’s restless currents,
A destiny
Guided
Date: August 5, 2022
For: Let your muse be inspired ~ R form poetry contest
Sponsored by: Constance LaFrance
Form: Rictameter
Syllables verified on howmanysyllables.com
Placed 2nd in contest
"The high elves revel," seer would say
in forests dark till dawns golden array
Weaving a spell through nature's lush green
anointing her yew is their nightly routine
Blessing blue ash within its roots they ground
a plethora of currency, for the king, has been crowned
Endowing hazel with a brown bounty of fruit
then carving from her branches magical flutes
Resting awhile in the strong arms of an oak
clipping some acorns to feed their four-legged folk
Returning to the hawthorn on white horses they prance
withdrawing into the shadows until moon casts her glance
We often,
Accuse you, oh life,
For
Being heartless and vicious
Reality
But
Rarely find time to thank you
For
Endowing us with the Lord's
Spirituality!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
24 September 2021
Mother Nature's magnificent, all know:
when spring imbues new life, year after year,
rays of gold feed the land, and the plants grow
so that all of earth in this hemisphere,
from east to west, again vibrate and flow
with verdant grandeur that mortal men fear.
As earliest men draw their breath in awe
of Nature's ancient majesty and source,
from the beginning of time, as by law,
the seasons take their predetermined course;
and, as relentless as an iron paw,
renew the earth with life-endowing force!
So, if the handiwork of Mother Nature
be so magnificent and grandiose,
let her then be man's benevolent teacher
so she may instruct, enjoin, and enclose
them as faithful stewards: and then may feature
her fearful powers to them in cool repose.
Wishing you and yours
a magical day
a fantastical flute
a paisley bandana
an owl with a hoot
Yearning in cosmic dreams
a mystical forest
a well-endowed fairy
an empathetic pixie
brown cow from a dairy
Being delicate and wistful
on this heavenly path
to your angels be true
sainted in renown places
Honoring your loved ones, especially you
Believing in your dreams and your significant hopes
loving make believe stories
endowing your family with life at her best
living your romantical truth
a marvelous, magical test
Quest
For years long I espoused the bedlam in my beneath
I quest the solitary
The more close I endured; the arouse of ignition was more
This is an unacquainted fervour
I never encountered; neither I will surrender
I owe it to my breathe, my flesh and my wisdom
And I had no grip to iniquities and itches
Like how sand slips from hand
The bedlam denned in myself
If the warmth of love quest the path
Render my longevous throes and miseries
If the incessant gaze of lover quest the pearl
Pierce my heart and reign
If the bravery of combatant quest the combat
History chisel my fearlessness cruor
Is it the hurricane or the tremor; it is uncharted to me
And the tempest in my core,
It does keep bellowing
I don't the know the word
I am not adept in scripting it either
I must apologize for disturbing and disbalancing my vehemence
And awakening the equilibrium
Endowing justice to my robust turmoil
Whether it is a bedlam or a quest...
God has place glitter from the stars into your eyes
Reflecting His glory and grace, Your taste of honey
From the bees of life sweetens my days.
These eyes of emerald green with a soft glittering look
Entice these emotions of love, lips endowing freedom
Wanting to be touched lush with rich color of crimson.
Describing you becomes a dream come true for no
Other is like you, hair floats though a light wind catching
The sun on fire you have become my desire.
I thirst for your voice with such melody with tune my ears await,
With a walk that sways under a moonlit night while
Teasing the sand with your toes, the ocean moves in then out
As if it wonders which ocean song to sing, the moon lifts you up
Into the sky then gently places you in my arms as it sings. You have become
My days and my nights forever there will be a place for you
In My Heart
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