I consider goods and services as rewards perse
and life as a thing of purity that cannot be otherwise
however.
And I consider humanity as a unique whole however
something otherwise may shatter.
I consider nature as a beautiful and darling mermaid,
very glee nowadays - she is tender and fresh.
What then is peace?
what then is war or grudge or paleness?
what then is laughter and joke and riddle?
charity begins at home and fire slept at a match stick.
The human nature even though prone or vulnerable
is pure or serene?,
The human nature is a moon and sun shining to mankind
and humanity- which itself is well known to be pure?.
What is then is hampering streets and houses and packs
to impurity- ear or eye or nose or head of course?.
The human soul is a pretence- but to what extend and
sometimes how- how should we let say differ on a
scene of how taboo for instance was tabooing?.
I consider the society sacred so we must clean and
cleanse off the impurities and nags and bugs?.
Categories:
hampering, inspirational, inspirational love,
Form: Free verse
Bitter bitty Betty bullied brute Billy
Choosing caustic comments, some so silly
Disgusted, divorced Danny deemed her a dilly.
Eventually evading Ernest, Eddie, Elyse and Elly
Forever forcing Freddie into fashion frenzy frilly.
Gathering grave grievances, grazing grief counselor, Gilly.
Harvesting heavy handed horrors, hampering Billy.
Categories:
hampering, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: ABC
heavily haggard Helena’s haphazard hilarity of harmony
homogenized her humble habitat, in no way hampering her
humanitarian handicap. Hazy harshness hastened
a heartening of her highness’s high hopes for humanity.
Categories:
hampering, word play,
Form: Alliteration
In the mortal realm, a million diseases lurk
Each one poised to kill a man
The ache of longing for distant dreams
Neglecting the near for a pitiful mirage
The boil of lust, yielding to flesh
Forsaking the path of chastity
The fever of impatience, rushing to doom
While salvation stands on a steep hill
Awaiting careful tread
In the mortal realm, a million diseases lie
Each one eager to claim a man
The irritating groin of procrastination
Slowing his journey to success
The strain of distraction, hampering his focus
The shivers of failure, halting his steps
In the mortal realm, a million diseases dwell
Yet man hopes to die
Of the bruises from fighting for what's right
Of burns from the flames of progress
On the journey to fulfillment
If he falters, if he fails
He hopes to die with his diseases vanquished
Not in surrender, but in battle to the end
Categories:
hampering, life,
Form: Free verse
June 3 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Job 13-15
Key Verse – Job 13:3 Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO LISTENS TO US
WHEN WE SPEAK TO HIM
Praise be to God for listening to us
when we speak to Him by His:
Grace about our guilt’s struggles
Goodness along His gift of salvation
Grandeur upon His granted strength
Guidance, girding our spiritual sustenance
Greatness, governed through His sovereignty
Job 14:20 Praise be to the Lord for prevailing over us with His:
Help against our helplessness
Holiness along His heavenly heralding
Hope to hover before our hopelessness
Honour that humbles us for our health-happiness
Hoisting against humiliating and hampering hindrances
Job 15:11 Praise be to the Saviour for
His consolations always:
Inspirational along His virtues
Innumerable and victorious
Influencing valiant vows
Important, never vain
Instilling values. Amen!
June 3, 2024
Categories:
hampering, bible, blessing, christian, faith,
Form: Alliteration
Aged chains are hampering me.
They get heavier constantly.
Age changes everything,
Voices crackle, making it hard to sing.
Walking and talking become a chore,
The conversation is a bore.
When the subjects get too deep
Old-aged folk tend to fall asleep.
Mumbling softly under their breath
They often gasp, scaring guests to death.
When they lay with open mouth
They do not realise their teeth went south.
This state of affairs could cause them to dribble,
It may embarrass some, but to old folk, this is trivial.
Getting old may make one sad,
But after all is said and done, it's not all bad.
How lucky old folk are to be still alive,
To have lived a long life and survived.
Father Time has passed us by
We aged folk should not moan or cry.
We should be gracious and thankful, too,
And hope that life will be kind to you.
Trusting future generations will be healthy and strong,
And be gifted with a life that's happy and long.
Categories:
hampering, 10th grade,
Form: Couplet
The only ounce of energy I'll be expending today
is having picked up a pen to scrawl these lines...
"I have declared this to be Dolce Far Niente Day."
Enjoying the sweet life, doing nothing by design.
I'll be spending time as I desire lazing in a chaise,
pretending I'm vacationing in the hills of Tuscany
whose orchards are heavy with grapes I must praise
for the mellow flavor of the fine wine offered me.
I will indulge myself enjoying their sweet bouquet,
malingering while listening to Chopin's Polonaise.
It's my intent to hold an annual Dole Far Niente Day
and have it last 'til stars ignite the night sky ablaze.
I will enjoy pampering myself with nothing more to do
but gaze on the clear blue waters of the Ligurian Sea.
Nothing will be hampering my idle nor twist it askew,
for I'll pay no heed to misgivings while in this reverie.
No more writing for I've taken good measure this day.
Pool waters are calling me, where I'll float peacefully
as twilight darkens. I'll take pleasure as I gently sway
in a hammock, content to stare at the moon dreamily.
Categories:
hampering, day, sweet,
Form: Rhyme
Conjuring anxiety, obstructing path of hope,
A quivering hesitation, frightened to cope;
Fear is omnipresent causing anguished moan
Agitating aspirations in distress of unknown.
Fear is darkness, a trepidation upon norm,
Worrisome, trembling, turbulent as storm;
An obstacle threatening progress of life,
A messenger of panic, an architect of strife.
Treacherous to audacity, fear is a cheat,
A betrayal to victories, fretting of defeat;
Fear is melancholy, an expression of gloom,
Hampering courage, perturbing in doom.
Fear is a loathsome impediment to goals,
Dashing endeavors of endearing souls;
Averse to commitment as love goes awry,
A remorseful cry, where lost kinships sigh.
Unwelcome emotion imprisoning ambition
Unleashing inaction of paranoid inhibition,
Fear immobilizes, as if, bird trapped in cage;
Paranoid, valor-less, upon life’s center stage.
January 21, 2023
Placed 1st: Fear Is Liar Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Categories:
hampering, angst, emotions, fear,
Form: Rhyme
Amidst the Snowflakes
Like thousands of soldiers in parachutes
they come out of the winter sky
One by one hitting the pavement
to claim victory for the season now unfolding
At first they are vanquished almost instantly
a price paid for those leading the charge
However as they begin to accumulate and cluster
a formidable foe is being created
Inch by inch, foot by foot, a fortress is being built
one that can be transformed into an igloo for shelter if needed
Soon the landscape will be covered by a heavy white blanket
left unattended it will run amok overwhelming all
As plummeting temperatures assault those not ready
once open lakes and river pathways no longer escape routes
A battering ram of inclement weather hampering travel
imprisoning those caught unaware of its fury
Snow drifts form obstructing passageways
entrapping those not prepared with an escape route
Waiting out the enemy a defensive strategy now in use
As it surrounds you on all sides building an oppressing presence
High winds and frostbite commingling in the air
that will dominate at the end of the day
Beauty or beast
The conflict yet to be decided.
Andreas Simic ©
Categories:
hampering, beauty, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
Nocturnal Dreams
Nocturnal dreams are unfulfilled scenes
seized by impalpable circumstances
hampering pathways pointing
toward complicated mazes
of vivid possibilities
07/30/2020
7:13 p.m.
West Palm Beach
Florida
USA
Categories:
hampering, imagery, imagination,
Form: Free verse
The days of happiness skedaddled
And made a grimace out of the wrinkled face
Which in a drunken stupor , saddled
With the burden of desires , unlike a sage
Broke into a lugubrious psalm.
Spurs hallucinated, hampering the vision
Hitherto held the verbosity to the mind.
Brevity , the soul of the known wit and precision
Was curtailed by the curtains making him blind,
With the dead silhouette , bound to be embalmed.
An escapist the rather practical man became
Mortified by the rather inconvenient inadequacies.
Of all the epitaphs ever scripted , it was a shame
Written for one's own lifeless shell , the colloquies
In an attempt to make oneself calm.
Categories:
hampering, death, deep, emotions, endurance,
Form: Epitaph
Hope is diminishing as your body is disintegrating
Energy levels are depleting, yet spirit somehow isn't incinerating
More often then not is draining and debilitating
Life as you knew it is deteriorating
Limitations bring frustrations that are infuriorating
Through wider eyes can be rehabilitating
A more open mind can be liberating
A strong heart filled with pure love can be rejuvenating
Hampering medical conditions are non-discriminating
Their lifelong sentence can be incriminating
Sometimes along the journey from faith its easy to stray
During darkest of hours you may ponder why you bother to pray
Feeling defeated motionless you lay
It's in these moments your guardian angels are with you to stay
Carrying signs bringing comforting color to your world that seems gray
Summoning courage to face a new day come with it what it may
Life's meaningful purpose is reborn to your fragile soul that has began to frey
The will to fight to survive is a price you must pay
Modern medicine has come a long way
Miracles happen every single day
Categories:
hampering, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
AGE OF LOVE
To love and to be loved,
as socially observed
is the prime passion,
need not to mention.
Teen-ager or youngster
It does not matter.
Ladies and Gentlemen
Senior Citizen!
All welcome in field of love.
Same age? Not to reserve.
Most humans develop attraction
in contemporary generation.
Yet, neither rare nor impossible,
Rather always permissible
Affairs between Ladies and Gents
as going on from ancient to recent.
Age of loved one may be much more or less,
not hampering mutual happiness.
Amour is a flow in bubbling blood,
washing two hearts in passion-flood
Younger or Older? No questions.
Two souls unite, and emotion moistens.
12/15/17
Third Place
'STRAND SPECIAL U' Contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
hampering, love, passion,
Form: Couplet
One lonely, longing, long-time leader
Lost from time and from perspective
His lifelong tendency to cheat and steal
Ever evident and reflective
He helped the rich get richer
At the expense of hampering the poor
The ones needing help got the least
While the one’s with the most got more
He exacted and enacted his will on the masses
Then levied big breaks for elites in their taxes
Though his greatest of rapings occurred when he ran
Not from his wrongs, but instead for the land
He was now at the height of his power assured
Societal defects and diseases
They were his to cure
Unfortunately all of his thoughts were impure
Alternatively, he brought pestilence, famine and war
He was the hammer, the sickle, the axe and the drill
He demanded devotion, dominated his will
Never once thinking for the people
He was only in it for the thrill
That, and the hope that one day,
His legacy would be etched upon a bill.
Categories:
hampering, political, social,
Form: Free verse
A howling gale is roaring through,
Southwesterly, she grew and grew.
From balmy airs and clear blue skies,
She gathered herself for our demise.
Overnight she gathered her tremendous force,
and channelled herself on her headlong course.
There's no escape from her raging whine,
as she howls and screams up our coastline.
Ships heave - to in the lee of the land,
while birds hide deep in the timberland.
They know there's little they can do,
until she blows herself out and passes through.
Meanwhile trees crack with horrendous noise,
the torn off limbs are brutalised.
They fill the streets and cause distress,
hampering motorists in their progress.
Tomorrow she'll be gone, like another bad dream,
leaving heads to shake, as folk start to clean.
Reflecting how it could be worse,
their optimism not quite dispersed.
Categories:
hampering, autumn, nature,
Form: Rhyme
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