In my life, the king of terrors is doubt
Leaving me marks of stressed countenance-pout
Robbing the joy my heart strives to shout out
With its skeptical sneer and mocking clout.
Terrorizing most, doubt breaks me apart
Attacking resilience of strong jumpstart
Letting me feel down, though I know I’m smart
With its frustrating blow and striking dart.
Behind my serene glow, doubt lurks to show
Spreading rumors of sorrow’s painful woe
Hindering winning smiles for blessings’ flow
With its gloomy news and bad tomorrow.
Against perseverance, doubt works indeed
Crushing my persistence toward fall’s breed
Stopping triumphant soar upon need’s creed
With its unbelief-seed and shame-filled greed.
Now, winning from doubt’s adversarial test
I must trust truth of best triumphant quest
Vanquishing deceit and falsity’s zest
With faith in God Who can conquer doubt’ pest.
When I open my eyes in the morning
and feel the sun caress my being,
will you be there by my side
and listen to my heart tell you
how much I love you?
Will you be there by my side
to witness the tears falling
from my eyes
which are droplets of pride
because I have you.
When I get out of bed and stretch
and let my feet touch the floor,
will you be there by my side
to greet me with that smile that sends
chills down my spine?
Will you be there by my side
and allow your lips to form those
three words I long to hear,
I LOVE YOU?
When I open the window and exhale
while inhaling the start of a new day,
will you be there by my side
so I can grab you and hold you
in my arms?
There is no better way to jumpstart
my day,
then with God on my mind and you
in my arms.
Before you set out to face
the day
take a moment
to close your eyes
and free your mind
of all thought,
inhale deeply,
hold it for a few seconds,
then exhale slowly.
Did you feel that?
It's life energy
coursing through your body,
revitalizing your spirit.
Now close your eyes
again,,
Inhale deeply,
hold it for a few seconds,
then exhale slowly.
Did you hear it?
God's whisper,
subtle,
tranquil,
will guide you throughout
the day.
Now close your eyes
again,
inhale deeply,
hold it for a fel . w seconds,
then exhale slowly.
This will jumpstart
your day.
Then go out into the world
and chase your dreams,
and don't let anyone
steal your joy.
If they try,.
you know what to do,
close your eyes,
free your mind of all thought,
and listen for God's
whisper,
then smile,
feel His Amazing Grace,
and continue
your journey through time.
Thanks, Dad.
Thanks for teaching me how to ride a bike.
Or not, because I learned on my own.
Thanks for teaching me to shave.
Or not, you left before a hair dared to show up on my chin.
Thanks for teaching me how to do math.
Or not, because my mind still slips on division.
Thanks for teaching me to have a firm handshake.
Or not, because a handshake isn't enough for a job anymore.
Thanks for teaching me how to jumpstart a car.
Or not, because Triple-A still came out.
Thanks for teaching me how to tie a tie.
Or not, because I still break down in the mirror.
Thanks for teaching me how to start a fire.
Or not, because the burns on my arm get uglier
Thanks for teaching me how to use a knife.
Or not, because these cuts get deeper.
Thanks for teaching me how to use a gun.
Because I finally left my sorrow behind.
Thanks for not being present.
Makes my departure easier…
Warm flames rekindled,
that smoke’s been absent too long.
Jumpstart ho hum hands.
Be seduced by the unknown,
embrace the colors that change.
A tune that’s doused in giocoso
will leave listeners with a full heart;
It bleeds with a rhythm staccato;
Fly guitar that’s not born to follow
joins forces that act like a kickstart;
A tune that’s doused in giocoso;
Sangere holding a melos with flow
throws that lyrical poisonous dart;
It bleeds with a rhythm staccato;
The message is kind but not mellow,
it’s more like a ferocious jumpstart;
A tune that’s doused in giocoso;
Falling into a chorus you know,
three minutes and thirty of fine art;
It bleeds with a rhythm staccato;
He’s such a graceful virtuoso,
emotions he tends to pick apart;
A tune that’s doused in giocoso,
it bleeds with a rhythm staccato.
Deep bass breaths blue soothing strong
Play me like Picasso piano all night long
Nibbles at my ear are a peach love song
So dear my heart cheers stringing me along
My knees melt like Swiss cheese
You fill all my gold holes
Fuchsia feelings like destiny
Embraces my heart jumpstart my soul
I am a sandy song
Which you determine kinetic key
Like guitar play teal thong
Make a romantic red melody
Let’s break burgundy rules
Play them like a bugle
Use pink passion as a tool
Use tongue to draw pink doodle
When the fat lady sings
You know that she felt sun
Never mind about denim dreams
She squirts sonnets just for fun
Pure anemoia,
a feeling inside;
The fans of secure
lure my stormy tide;
Inner deja vu,
clue cannot be seen;
You some way have been,
spin the vision’s clean;
I’ve seen it before,
story holds my heart;
Core will hit my drive,
dive in I jumpstart!
It smells just like home,
gnome out back on guard;
Roam and trust that fit,
sit in that sick yard.
Frozen into crystallized art
dripping magick into potions;
Fervor within is the jumpstart
frozen into crystallized art;
Fast rising whispers as lips part
evaporating emotions;
Frozen into crystallized art
dripping magick into potions.
She grew up, and was taught
that people are good.
Nobody would harm her, even
if they could.
But found as she has aged, not
all people are the same.
Even best friends, can turn on you
with hate and disdain.
Yet each new friend, she trusts with
all her naive heart.
Welcoming each, into her heart is a
warm and affectionate jumpstart!
5/26/2023
living my life my own way
will jumpstart me every day
reassuring me somehow
soulfully I complete now
Written 4-26-23
Contest: Write a Jueju – Qijue Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emil Pinet
I've felt your love within my soul,
fanning passion's flame in my heart.
And like I'd stepped into a hole,
I fell in love right from the start.
Destiny can't keep us apart,
for fate is in complete control.
And since all my walls fell apart,
I've felt your love within my soul.
In my daunting days, dark as coal,
you were my guiding light, sweetheart.
I was broken; you made me whole,
fanning passion's flame in my heart.
You didn't hit pause or press restart,
unlike others playing a role.
Offering my heart a jumpstart,
I've felt your love within my soul.
It seemed an impossible goal,
fanning passion's flame in my heart.
Yet, amidst life's rigamarole,
my heart found my soul's counterpart.
Knowing love's real, doubts depart,
freeing us to laugh and cajole.
My scribblings, to your eye, are art,
holding hands on a moonlight stroll;
I've felt your love.
She grew up, and was taught
that people are good.
Nobody would harm her, even
if they could.
But found as she has aged, not
all people are sane.
Even best friends, can turn on you
with vigor and disdain.
Yet each new friend, she trusts with
all her naive heart.
Welcoming them into her life is a warm
and affectionate jumpstart!
1/4/2023
I feel your soul reaching out to my soul,
fueling flames of passion in my heart.
I didn't dare dream that I'd ever feel whole,
yet I felt your love take hold from the start.
Tears may fall, yet we'll never drift apart
for we became one when love took control.
And whenever our hopes need a kick-start,
I feel your soul reaching out to my soul.
Even on days that seem as dark as coal,
Love brings us closer together, sweetheart.
I'll never forget the first kiss I stole:
fueling flames of passion in my heart.
You offered me all your love could impart;
not just an actor with a minor role.
And before fate gave my heart a jumpstart,
I didn't dare dream that I'd ever feel whole.
I was overwhelmed by life's rigmarole,
searching for my elusive counterpart.
And love felt like an impossible goal,
yet I felt your love take hold from the start.
Despite our differences, doubts depart:
you like country; I prefer rock-and-roll.
I doodle, you appreciate fine art;
yet when we hold hands on a moonlit stroll,
I feel your soul.
The Coffee shop where you can,
Ease down into your,
Throne of freedom.
This brown elixir hoping to jumpstart,
Your brain as words will flow as if,
Coming out of the mouths of God's.
I need an out of this world idea,
That is earth shattering.
Every author knows this is the,
Portal to finding excellence and,
Searching for the muse,
That inspires them.
First the eyes that glance her way,
Like a magnet to your soul.
Then the smile inviting you,
Into her world.
Your heart flutters as your mind,
And body carries you to her table,
Then you realize standing in front,
Of you is the beauty you have,
Only dreamed about.
The undeniable Hello is exchanged,
As we are looking into each other's eyes.
What happens after that is totally,
Up to the laws of attraction.
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