Summer, with warmest
Of benignant wills
Full-faced, with a gladdening
Dawn to dusk, unquenched
There, each, if sea- tumbled drenched
What as flushed instils.
Of which coastal heat
Enveloped, once wooed
Its cliffed heights, the loner's urge
Blown further along
There, down there, as clear, day-long
Thousands singly viewed.
anglesea vic.
“Sunsets are nature's way of soothing your soul and gladdening your heart.” author unknown.
How can anyone not admire a scintillating theme
Of the golden, graceful sun now descending,
Behind the darkening horizon, a delightful dream.
It is an amazing allure to watch the panoramic set,
The wonder as I swim beneath the waves
A sight that illuminates the wonder of sunset.
But night has now fallen, the sun has gone to its rest.
The sea is cool, I trudge to the sandy beach only to hear
The nightingales’ symphonies. Isn't creation blessed?
Placed 1
Expect changes that you know will grow this love in time
Expect these changes which should not be dreaded, but open each of our hearts like ROSE BUDS
Expect changes of a frantic bride waiting for her groom.
The types of changes which tips its hat to an AUTUMN AFTERNOON. Expect fiery changes that may consume each of our hearts in flames.
One beloved to another expect these changes of subtle pains that come with TORRENTIAL rains
Expect changes of social madness at a spring wedding of BLISS when kissed.
Now seasons turn with a twist
And all is fair on a summer afternoon. Expect changes which may stay 'til the festive SPARK of JUNE.
When all has SIMMERED and is fancy and steamy, acknowledge these days as FINE and DREAMY.
Then the LAUGHTER of spring and summer mingle when autumn touches and more to tingle.
Soon WINTER RUSHES in, a lightly falling snow exceeding the joy I hoped for akin to HUNGRY WAVES LICKING THE OCEAN'S GLADDENING SHORES.
Expect changes with impossible meanings, and fair weather dreamings!
I would love to compose a poem
one that abounds
with heart and warmth and rhythm
a poem that skips merrily along
gladdening hearts and enlightening minds
a poem that evokes a chuckle or two
that invites a pause for contemplation
that poses the question
”Have you read this?”
and elicits the command
“You really must”
should this poem
flit and flutter
with a butterflies gossamer touch
lightly, playfully
or should it dig deep
be revealing and insightful
should it pose questions
or should it reveal answers
it should I suspect
do all of that
but
I think what it must do
is touch the reader
in such a way
that they sit back
somewhat pensive
somehow gladdened
and think to themselves
“I wish I’d said that”
Where it is sold mongrels you meet!
You should guess: venues not too neat
But man shuns not gladdening meat:
Pork buyers do storm in my street…
Children who neared meat mum would beat,
Not like biscuit that spares kids heat.
Quite often mothers such case treat,
Child thief keeps standing, no seat…
Buyer to Butchers “You’re a cheat!”
Except he’d weighed meat to doubts beat;
Next time, butcher one might not greet
From his stand distancing one’s feet…
In most meals men hope to meat meet
Women for ice-cream love more meat,
In their lives meat ahead of wheat;
Nipple never makes it to teat…
Meat’s biggest challenge from sea fish,
In Japan, meat less a food wish.
To you, Geoffrey, congratulation
On your gladdening Graduation
Well-deserved: the standing ovation:
You are ready to serve your nation….
However, I fear, from your bedroom,
As you wait for the right job to loom!
Spurious has been the worshipped oil boom,
A compatriot leaning on it – Doom!
Now, to face it, one shapes one’s future,
Defeats a drag-me-down subculture,
Adds refreshingly to one’s stature,
Story rewrites and paints new picture…
How to deal with eyes for the TV,
Each day to some firm with your CV,
Hopes fastening on future PV:
Some patients are treated no IV…
I have said but part of all the things,
The main point: A Graduate tries hand swings;
In his ears I-can-open-doors rings…
Forever above Angels with wings.
I wanted to sink my teeth in a loaf of gladdening amicability,
My abhorrence of the woodland solitude was my grave folly ,
I searched the crux of life in the cacophonous chaos of muddled souls ,
The chimerical hideousness of that rusty chair under the parched tree deceived me some more,
It was when I stumbled upon the rock of despair,
Is when that rusty chair under the cruel dark sky lend its hand to repair,
One might think, in this world of garish identity, what needs to be repaired,
The puzzle dismantled the moment I gazed at the clouds while I sat on that rustic chair.
When love is everything
Senses are kindled
When love gives more than you
Expect the feeling is nothing
Except rapturous
You are enamored with all
your Soul has gained, a
momentous rhythm, Love?
When love is without restraint
love gives more To respect
it attracts appreciation it
gains in affect the tranquility is
attainable the heart it reflects
the love it accepts
Sheer pleasure beautifying
And exaggerated aesthetic
In nature sumptuous in every
Degree there is no myth to the
Magic every single thing is
Without description exemplifies
Overwhelming. Nothing other
Than pure love we delight, the
Rose grows in loving memory
Of the nourishing spring as it
Flaunts its summer luxury.
Fascinating love's beauty is
Magnified candid Persuasion
God's gladdening creation
Where’s the paid watcher of my Jerry can
And who the hell just bounded it off,
My face now a hotter frying pan,
Never to learn how to absorb a bluff?
Lame excuses I don’t fail a wheel chair
And their givers try to not spare:
These days’ lies changed like robes
By lips doubly sure no listener probes...
Because kerosene is involved
And its worries not easily solved...
Tales in powder soaked to veil their rashes,
No recalls of Dust to Dust, Ashes to Ashes…
Should I forget haven woken up at 4:00 AM
For a heart gladdening position in a snaky queue
And the pains taken to phone a Clem
For my Jerrycan to be preceded by just a few
Stiff-necked, refusing a morning bath
After picking the consequences from Simple Math?
Promise is a mind-gladdening assurance
That sets one thinking it an insurance
Also,heart-quickening,
Until its non fulfillment makes it sickening...
Either of two things is sure to befall it:
The second by all means hurting a bit;
The first, of course, its redemption by maker
The second, unforeseen circumstance snatching it from taker!
With made promises are a suspension of bustle and bustle
And relaxation of every body muscle;
A gratuitous delay in getting into ones stride,
A female hopeful soon thinking herself a bride.
Rarely for broken promises people hang;
Just fleeting glum looks inviting no bang
Or inner battling with inglorious shame
And reasonable belief it should never be the same.
Scarcely, in a woman’s night dream
Appears a football team:
The usually visiting one: enticing body cream…
And teasing trousers, tight; at their seam.
Sometimes, jewels that intently gleam
And a thousand arresting smiles beam…
The ever heart-gladdening drift to the astral realm
In just one mind-blowing swift jet stream!
Indeed, all for which Eves scream
Their voiced ecstasies filling a whole ream,
Their pillows lending to the dream
And happily ranking above their ice cream?
Welcome to the world of soft words
Heard revealing feelings that show
Intimate gestures sent from up above
Sensitive revelations that angels share
Pure wonder unfolding with truth and trust
Everlasting grace gladdening the soul
Reminding that God is the answer to joy
Double Double Words To Bubble Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
May 25, 2020
Acknowledging that God thinks and does what’s best* is vital:
Blessing me with His bounty while beautifying my soul
Caring for me along His great compassionate concern
Driving me toward the direction of His perfect plan
Enabling my empowered might with earnestness
Fortifying my faith for fruit-fulfilment faithfully
Gearing, guiding, gladdening me by His grace
Helping me well by His handling expertise
Invigorating me against weariness-pangs
Jubilant am I in my spiritual journey.
*Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
April 25, 2019
The Lord be praised for my enriched service around His blessing
With His provisions always timely in their arrival
Surely gladdening my heart amidst revival
While I abide in His presence, worshiping Him in fellowship’s praising.
The Lord be glorified for my enlivened service as I follow His leadership
In His kingdom-work of great commission’s fulfillment
He enables my dedication to bear fruits by His strength-endowment
Inspiring me to persevere diligently in my entrusted stewardship*.
*1Peter 4:10 As every man hath received the gift, even so minister the same one to another, as good stewards of the manifold grace of God.
April 18, 2019
Running* with zest gives me great triumphant feeling
Uplifts my spirit along radiant merriment
Negates bad mood to welcome good tidings
Nurtures appreciation for nature
Influences friends for wellness’ bonding
Nourishes acquaintance-growth of cheerful glow
Gladdening exercise-rigor with bliss
Settles weight-problem against diet-caused angst!
De-stressing running spree is a blessing to me…
Empowering midst discomfort’s pain
Lowering my blood pressure I’m grateful of
Improving my immune system indeed
Giving me great aerobic work-out
Hoisting my health upward victory level during check-ups
Turning gloom toward hearty laughter thrill
Setting faith for jubilant thanksgiving to God!
*1Corinthians 9:24 Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain.
January 30, 2019
12th place, "Hobbies" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julie Leigh Rodeheaver; judged on 3/23/2019.
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