Hastens Poems | Examples

Insomnia

Midnight,
Hoots and despondent howls
From crevasses of puking earth prompt weakness at slumber

Webs!
They encircle the pin-line threads of silence, viciously muted,
Drawing porous patterns of maladroitness

Dawn,
Loose drops of old water, cusp-sized, blend with the rays of the
Rising sun, smelting our principles.

Images,
Lachrymose consternations congeal the blood in our brows,
Stifling the grace of blinking lashes

And we lose patience.
There’s a new-nurtured ruggedness
Which opens the snouts while we yawn.

In the distance,
Moonlight, sapped, means nothing with her downward gaze.
But the sound of maudlin drums hastens closer and nearer.

Octaves of love

of the chakras seven, where energies play
prior to refraction of the rainbow’s hues
the zone where polarities commingle
glows God’s light in heart’s womb

light of a star, viewed from afar
the bubbling joy of children at play
building sand castles on the sea shore
soul’s smile at morn when stretch and yawn

pristine snow flakes mark birth of empathy
enabling us to hold the hand of a beggar
the agendaless vibrance of innocence 
hastens to forgive errant brothers

coming of age, compassion dawns
the robe of a pope, the symbol of purity
recognising underlying unity of the universe
love’s luminosity expands beyond all horizons

bliss magnetism pulsates in mind-body prism
we become love’s flame that has no name 
touched by spirit our eye is now single
pulse mirroring heartbeat of God

Dawn of the Sabbath

Sabbath rest hastens
sunset charisma lightens
my weekly burdens

Happy 2025

A happy twenty twenty five
Let that smoldering that remains alive
Find the fanning winds that revive
And stoke the fire into thrive
That it may warm and light without strive

May thy wishes merge with will
And may God grant you zeal
As he hastens his covenant deal
With blessings upon blessings for your fill
One here and another hot on its heels 

Be one with your Maker
The Messiah, our breaker
Who is immensely a Giver than a taker
Who turns any gambling stacker
To a sure and certain mover and shaker 

*HAPPY NEW YEAR, 2025*

K. Muitherero

Awaken

By force divine we are acted upon,
optimised for swift ascent of our soul,
wherein each life breath ushers a new dawn,
fulfilling beauteously our life role.

With the table laid for joy readymade,
there then is nothing that we need to do,
because God Himself hastens to our aid,
provided our heart’s pure like morning dew.

Life’s a maze that continues to amaze,
where if we stagnate nowhere, self-aware,
simply pausing to turn inward our gaze,
poised in silence, with love and light we pair.

Recognising we’re soul indwelling form,
we become the centre of love’s bliss storm.

Autumn Eschews Silence

“The fog may come on little cat feet”*
But Autumn eschews silence
The thick crunch of crisp fallen foliage
Hastens the homebound honking of gaggled geese
Soft whispers of falling rose petals
Fade into the haze of hoarfrost
Cold winds whistle wildly through naked Maples
Flags snap loudly to attention
A brutish barn cat recoils from the touch of snow
Squawking ducks slowly slide across an icy crust
Chattering children board a school bus
Winter awaits its curtain call

Milk Hewn Lives

While the milk cow hastens 
Toward a worn barn,
Gray as the edges of melancholy,
Erasing the spring, breaking through Summer
Like Sunday, wearing her best suit
Rustling on the wings of Saturday’s robins,
Starving for Monday, while her words
Still the grief that comes from knowing
The week behind her will not come
Again, peppering the wind
With grace and love,
Intense as the passion, smiling
As milk flows, quietly blessing,
Trembling with songs,
Who reach through the shadows,
Singing melodies with soft eyes,
Brown like the trees,
Swaying softly, silencing every tear
Who dreams of a lasting peace,
Rich as milk who fills up the bucket,
Then the cup, tinting her coffee,
Soft blonde, like a woman whose heart
Melts with prayers spoken,
While the gentle heart sighs,
At a breathless moment when light,
Falls heavy against muddied silhouettes,
Against timbers, foundations
Who decide the cow can confide to the night,
Where peace hides, amid star strewn skies,
On flowing veils of the moon’s rising.

The Russians are coming

The Russians are coming again

In Northern Norway, not far from Russia
the people have lived without worry
but the war hysteria is also washing up
on the rugged shores.
There is talk about closing harbors for
Russian fishing vessels, in case they spy
or do unlawful things
Let us be clear, Russia is not about to
invade, but we live in a time of relentless
propaganda when even sensible 
are unsure.
The war hysteria is Russia's insistence of
not having NATO in Ukraine, this request
is perfectly normal, like that of the USA 
which does not permit a foreign  power
have bases near her borders and as we can
see on a map, the border between them is
long, yet not far from Moscow
This case could easily be resolved, but
the chance of hurting Russia and possibly
alter her leadership, was too much to miss
So Russia invaded to secure her border
like the USA would have done and has
in a similar situation.
A wind of war fever hastens over Europe
must be controlled, before feverish
warmongers haul us into a new war

Raining in Summer

The smoldering sun shines incessantly
Until the earth’s humidity hastens 
The forming of cinereal clouds calmly covers 
The spacious skies above and suddenly
Gentle rain soft but steady
Begins to fall, splattering and wetting the soil.
The pitter-patter pronounces a petrifying tune
Upon the roofs, amorous rondel tunes.

Oh, how I love the fresh feeling of the rain.
I feel like singing in the heavenly showers
I get dishevelled and drenched.
Yet I will sing a symphony of love,
For I am happy even more.
Love is in the air.
Thank God, no lightning spoils the sky.
Yet it rains even more.  
The grass is even greener now.    
It sparkles with dewy drops,
And sheds its pleasant petrichor,
A harmonious and happy fragrance
In our vast verdurous vale.      
Meantime my Mary joined us in the melee`,
We dance a Dougie under the deluge,
Until tired we went in for a warm shower…….

Placed 2nd

Spirit of December

When December stills souls with its quiver,
Erasing shadows who make life bitter.
Warm hearths silence the heart’s crispy shiver,
Stardust blesses with joy like soft glitter,
Wonders who December will deliver.
Frost’s quickening is no counterfeiter.
Where Winter hastens are soft glowing skies.
Home to cardinals praising with their cries.

When December whispers on graying nights,
Promising its secrets shall grow inside,
Where the soul will remember sweet insights,
Gentle lights unfading can’t be denied.
Singing to lithe Autumn – her last rites.
Writing poetry of faith who’ll abide.
In a sweet voice, her splendor will remind…
December welcomes peace who can spellbind.

When December stirs the moon to glowing,
Stars play across the night, dazzling desires,
Leaving the heart with love overflowing,
Twilight drifts across dreams, troubling wildfires
Calming words of hope from an all knowing,
He cast the stars on skies, never tiring,
December brings Christmas, the birth of love,
Sent to our spirits from heaven above!

Seasons

winter into spring
	monochrome takes on color ~
		summer hastens in

spring into summer
	fading from green to yellow ~
		frenzied fruitful fall 

summer into fall
	royal gems explode in trees ~
		white winter enters

fall into winter
	colors fade to nothingness ~
		spring rises anew

Thought of the Day

Ego spawned thought hastens ~ 
Hush the blush that chastens

Asleep At the Wheel

It’s evening rush hour on 101
Parched hills burn golden
Hemmed gnarled oaks see no road 
Crowded between cars heading home 
Smell the sage with windows rolled
God’s garnish perfumes my nose
His acres shrinking like my heart
AC on, car windows are closed
Distant lovers wait while hills burn
My off-ramp leads to no homecoming 
I close my eyes and count to five
Grip the wheel terror wakes me at two
Whisper to me, live this rush hour
The hills grow darker by the minute
The oak stretches its shadowy arms
No one to welcome me this Tuesday
Two cats starving hastens not this drive 
Soon twilight's violet will consume this gold
The oak, the hills, and I'll return to darkness
Return to the natural hue of the universe
If not for hope, I and our galaxy are devoid
We reflexively wait for a revolution
I unable to count to ten on the road
If not for hope, no exit welcomes
Because of hope, I came home
To the company of my screen

My Doxology

My doxology moves up the roof 
Hastens highly, and highly with its proof
As the crop of the counting days 
One by one in all ways 

I don't want to be an ingrate 
Just like that of bandit 
So, I gratify the Lord
For making the plan fulfilled 

Credits to mummy
For her restless efforts all through the journey 
She is busy playing the roles of two
When careless of others accrue 

My teachers were not out
They built in me the engine of thought 
The daily lecturer counted as stress
Has given me the world to dress.

My companions were the best
It is wow to be one of the set
The loves, the cares, the trust 
They gave me confidence that could not be bought.

I sincerely appreciate dept. lovers 
You trusted me, even when I didn't to myself 
It is my joy to know you all
And, I promise to be with u forever 

The Believer's Family 
I came as a stranger
But I was accepted as a member 
Forever is your love in my heart 

Hmmm... 
I will never forget the momeries 
That I got from Amos Jac
So proud of the generation I am.

Right now,
I am as happy as a pig in the mud
Because of the land mark I reached 
Lord I say My doxology is to you

Feline Love

We have a cute cat, we call him Billy,
likes to sit on my lap in nights chilly.

More than milk he is very fond of fish,
eating all the pieces he licks the dish.

An aquarium my daughter asks for,
I buy a large glass jar from local store.

Water-filled, on the table it stands fine,
with a few small fish with silvery shine.

Soon the fish-filled jar catches Billy’s sight,
on the table he hastens to alight.

He looks inside with chin on the jar brim,
sees intently how the fearless fish swim.

I am glad to find his fish appetite
has now turned into feline love outright.

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