September sunrays dart dancing playfully
we treasure every last glint of warmth
indian summer truly a gift
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A smile breaks the ice
kindness shown in its many splendid forms
~ love and empathy feed hearts
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Journey of Life
Life is a fleeting gift, a quest,
Where shadows dance to find their nest,
We rise and fall, like waves onshore,
Let`s hail the present, seek no more
Find beauty in strife, learn from tears,
As life is a journey, so dear.
A child is a
gift from God
They foster love,
compassion and empathy
Bring more joy
than can be put into words
Teach how not
to be selfish
How to think
of others first
Are a precious
beautiful miracle
Elevate your mood
to highest heights
Are a Blessing
that provides you
With wealth that
is incalculable
There's no way
to put a value
On what they give you
memories and love left behind
AP: 2nd place 2025
the personification of Love in the physical world --- Jesus Christ
a surprise present
has landed on my door mat
blue dragonfly brooch
GOODBYE GIFT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
silent morning mist
rises slowly, veils the world
summer's goodbye gift
All morning
my voice
has been looking
for a poem
to fit into.
Taking pity
the magpie
made one
for me.
If I could I would buy that dandelion field for you
I saw in a village overseas,
Where the blossoms are bright yellow like the sun
and grows up to your knees,
You could bestow millions of wishes on the seeds and
let the wind carry them away,
If I could I would buy that dandelion field for you
as a gift for your birthday.
A master of time
the true lord of himself
Eternity on hold
the moment indwelt
The world at his beckon
tomorrow recalled
This instant his present
— forever enthralled
(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
Oh, what shall be my contribution
To the Temple of my King?
When I ascend His holy mountain
What right tribute could I bring?
What present would my Lord desire?
What might serve His kingdom plan?
See, He is a consuming fire
Can we meet? By grace we can!
What goodness could I ever give Him?
How shall I approach my Lord?
I never could deserve to see him
Ne’er could I His grace afford
Is Yahweh pleased with streams of oil?
With ten thousand fatted rams?
How shall I prove that I am loyal?
Humbly guarding His commands
Yes, He has shown what He deems proper
Blood-cleansed hands; a firm, pure heart
A life of trust in my good Father
Was His purpose from the start
I climb His mount with joy and singing
With a heart to volunteer
Surrender is what I am bringing
As He calls me to come near
We’re given a heart to love with
We’re given a mind to think with
We’re given a Creator to humble us
We’re given experiences for blessings and lessons in life
Diving deep in the pond of the sub-consciousness
I die every night, you die every night too
This is our way of rejuvenating the body
This may sound crazy, eerily or even spooky,
However, this is absolutely or definitely true
Our body makes a special trip to correct the mess
Which takes place from a certain time to the other
We die every night to pay a visit to another crater.
We die every night, if we're blessed, fortunate or lucky
We return to our natural living state, feeling rested
God in his divine and genial way created us that way
That's a given, we have no alternative; no other way
To change things. Sleep deep tonight, die slowly and lightly
Hoping that we'll wake-up the next hours alive and resuscitated.
Drowning in a slow sleep is a gift, die a little tonight
God will not keep us. This is wonderful; this is out of sight.
Copyright © August 26, 2016 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
What is the gift the Creator doth give?
Providing a purpose for which to live.
It could be the consciousness He gave man.
The awareness we’re part of His grand plan.
Faith and trust in what’s physically not seen.
An eternal life, but what does that mean?
Thoughts that come to us from we know not where.
Caring without knowing just why we care.
Feeling the unity of all as one.
The gift of planets, the stars moon and sun.
Animals and plants, all things here on Earth.
The miraculous miracle that’s birth.
It must be more than just one of the parts,
All Truth starts inside of our hearts.
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