Scoffed at, you, through every squawk?
Laughingly denounced of
No blustery change only
As what blows commonly?
Judged, you, if by that tree-stiff
And tree-wooden does appear
Unswayed either way? Not told
The sap of it runs cold!
Found as many faults in
Timed are to a clock's tick
As have dealt them, for cruelties
All Earth's living species?
For the sun is no sooner risen with a burning heat
Like the fertile land I pray “OH GOD, PLEASE PLANT MY FEET!”
As the rich in the land are made to be low
Exalt me in my humility, so the world may see my glow
As every man is tempted and every man is enticed
Protect me “OH GOD”, from evil and shield me from vice
As a doer of your word, and not a hearer only
To God, I give my all
EXALT ME! For I am lowly
The Christian believer is fully blessed
having been called a child of God
knowing you are privileged above all
from the heart, praise to shed abroad
Consider deeply God's love for us
those who have sinned in every way
but yet God still shows us His great love
a perfect love that won't ever go away
This love moves God to redeem
His chosen people to be His very own
which took Jesus, God's son, to Calvary
to shed His own blood, our sin to atone
This redemption takes us even higher
to be with Jesus in His exalted state
as His priests forever in His kingdom
bringing glory to God at heaven's gate
Loved, redeemed and exalted
this is God's blessed picture
to His saints on this earth
revealing God's permanent fixture
("and from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful witness, and the first begotten of the dead, and the prince of the kings of the earth. Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in his own blood, 6and hath made us kings and priests unto God and his Father; to him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. Amen. ")
Revelation 1: 5-6 (KJV)
The wondrous creations of Earth abound.
In them, exalted Glory is found.
Twenty teens relic of Poetry Soup
Self richeously titled 'Destroyer'
Pours gallons of gobblety goop
Franchised vagueness purveyor
Esteemed evaporates as steam
Puffed vapours stutter once were
Sophistication of learning machines
On command deliver similar blur
Structure secures tenures
Moulded by word discernment
Evolving phrasing reverence
Salutes Her Honour's adjournment
Sock drawer tipped upside down
Displays threadbare mismatches
Spilled contents far less profound
than moment incubation hatches
Simmering pungent chopped onion
Shrunken potential, slips translucent
Terrified writer uses cliche crutches
Readers' precious alliance loosened
A.I inhales sailing sequence snippets
Derivative diminishes in computer reign
Harddrive heartache flimsily depicted
Random frequent phrases fail to explain
Gathered calamity of data diaphanous
Hive imput spits cacophony deafening
Authenticity bears value of writers
Trophies consciousness refreshing
I’m catching a train to a station
It’s causing me awful frustration
I cannot say its name
I clam up, its a shame
I’ll never reach my destination!
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch
When written it is quite a shock
My poem’s syllable count
Off by a great amount
But I've truly cured my writer’s block!
2/25/20
E cdemomania is a Poets affliction
They are ill with words
X enagogues in their fluent expression
Carefully assigning their lyric to
A bsterge art with purity and impression
In their quest and flair for the
L atitudinous elements of the universal procession
Wrestling with truth for the
T osticated hearts of human discretion
To discover the treasured verse
E ssorant and winged with obsession
To forever hold fervor as the
D electus of beauty, gratitude and compassion
February 1, 2020
Exalted Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
God be exalted* for His wisdom of infallible counsel
---I trust His truth along His love’s epistle.
God be praised for His immutable promise
---I believe His Word with His assurance never must I miss.
God be glorified for His directing prudence
---I rely on His precepts, proven by every life-changing evidence.
God be worshipped for His holy name
---I thank His salvation-security, sealing me with divine surname.
God be esteemed for His boundless compassion
---I work for His honour, serving by love along faith’s expression.
*Psalm 21:13 Be thou exalted, LORD, in thine own strength: so will we sing and praise thy power.
June 22, 2019
Twisting, turning,
Always yearning,
Feel the love
And passion burning,
I want to hear you
As you're purring,
Thought of holding back
You are deferring,
To enjoy this moment
To bask in the glow,
Of effervescent love
The kind that you can never
Quite get enough of,
The satisfying need
As well as the unbelievable glee,
That I bring to you
That drives you to your knees
And everything that you desire
I will supply and I'll set your soul on fire
And everything thing
That your heart bleeds for,
I shall deliver and more
As I thrust you to the floor
And light you up in exaltation
Feel the frequency and vibration,
Of a love that knows no bounds
I will turn you upside down,
Leave you feeling fulfilled
And feeling so profound,
As within your passion we both drown.
Try to think positive in spite of the news
It's sure the best policy for shooing the blues
Trust me, I'm old
Been down the long road
Seen lots of scenery, been exalted and bruised
for in our time,
one was, ... two were, ... then one again, ...
then two being no more
... you and I move beyond this time
wrapping closely around our before and after
... you are me and I am you
together we are becoming the becoming gods
... but I miss you before we are so exalted
I enjoy when we journey so high
And look down on lovely sights
Which is basically the same view
Enjoyed by both planes and kites
Although this thinking raises a fear
That worries me days and nights
What if by chance our almighty god
Is actually afraid of heights?
Exalted
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Snowflake send December, she will warm
You blow on it... it will soar... suddenly... she knows how
Your you heart let go, let fly
It locks don't hold a star... is calling... and the heart knows
Let the star light will come to you
Were you to hear it
And they need to him in a dream
Above all... above
There are stars in the distance dispersed, they should be collected
Maybe you will be able, were tending their flock
Give, please, them on for you
Because the light they need me... even unquenchable
26.12.14 AKC
© Copyright: Konstantin Achapowski, 2014
The certificate of publication No. 114122605321
Honourable scribe of Santa Singh, Banta Singh.
Patented Knight, with malice towards one and all.
Aging beast of H.T. fame, heartless Singh of Singhs.
O! Lewd one, discourage not the budding souls.
Heard Bond wrote a piece; you break another heart.
‘If’ was quoted twenty, but you played your wicked part.
Is it not, the aged who learn with the passage of time.
Supreme are the paths of learning for those who rhyme.
Beware! Prarthana still remains unaware;
‘Who hath done it and where?’ fails to compare.
Macbeth’s jealous theories, and your side of the real story.
You holier than thou, atop those mountains of sand,
Basking in the limelight’s of sheer indulgent praise.
True lord! These exalted, hearken Kalyug’s arrival.
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