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With body and spirit we live;
as one, forms a team that will give
support to each other- yet find
our spirit empowers the mind.
The mind is a powerful thing;
within it, our spirit will sing.
for it is born deep in the Soul
to keep us together- and whole.
The body lives on with a heart-
as organs contribute their part.
When ailing, will signal the pain;
discomfort is hard to contain.
So that's when our Spirit uplifts
and sores with its God-given gifts,
to help soothe the physical hurt-
endorphins for solace, insert.
Yes, “mind over matter” is true.
The spirit within, coming through
to uplift dim outlooks when ill;
keep strong and empower our will.
Oh! Earth why are thou despondent?
What ails you?
Oh! Earth why are thou troubled?
What irks you?
Why do thou sit in despair?
Rise,
Be of good cheer,
Better days lie ahead,
Thy beauty returns to you,
Thy weary sons will be strengthened,
Thy dying offspring will be revived again,
Flora and fauna will sing melodious tunes,
None will be afraid of his neighbour,
The mighty will aid the feeble,
The strong will prop the weak,
Thy elements will come to you in peace,
They will wear changed garments,
Oh! Earth don’t fret,
Thy glory days come to you shortly,
They come to you in steady flights.
June 15, 2022,
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2 Poetry Contest,
Mark Toney.
The world has come to a stage
Where it can no more hold man's rage
Why, so much of wars and killings
So much for a land to which we do not belong
A land which is meant to be lived as if it were a dream
A land on which we should see each other as being same
A land, meant for the fallen
A land, though, meant to allow us to rise again
But sad it is, to see that the life which thrives on it is sick
So much that it does not hesitate to put itself at stake
See how easily does hate grow, how easily it does expand
As if it were the cure for tomorrow, as if it would make the world grand!
Pray, I would like to see peace on Earth
My yearning to see it is aflame with a fiery passion, same as that found in you
I would like to roam about, feeling always so safe
I would like to share the smile I hide and which, for the whole world, I brew
But to bring peace seems to be a task so herculean
This world has degraded to being seen as an evil one
Here, one is meant to be cautious
For one could die in ways so unpredictable
Tolerance and acceptance does be needed
Such in the future generations need to be fed
Irrespective of the ravages of wars which did happen in the past
A past, which does and shall never, ever last!
Forgiveness needs to be there in everyone's heart
Else Earth will have to cling on to its doomed fate
Why, forgiveness and the feeling of un-attachment
Un-attachment for a world meant to be for us, evil's bait!
More wars would simply bring about massive death tolls
Shall remain then, smiling stupidly faced with their loneliness
Those who were filled with so much distress
As to want to selfishly make of this haven, a place so foul
But pray, maybe to achieve all that, we would need the help of the Fairy
The one mentioned in all fairy tales
The one made of goodness, the one with a pure heart, the one so pretty
The one who would cry to see the world's many ails
To bring change to the world, yes, we should find her
She shall bring a change to Man's destructive temper
And shall reign on Earth, humans, peaceful, once more
Shall even then open to the people of Earth, paradise's real door!
23 July 2016
Clamor for food security prevails
midst scarcity of basic necessity
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
Though there’s great Source, supplies demand high sales
inequality reigns, buttressed by greed’s certainty
clamor for food security prevails.
Hear the sick in their bad health pity wails
afflicted with insufficiency’s futility
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
While technology upgrades production scales
rice shortage remains a global verity
clamor for food security prevails.
Then population-explosion issue hails
malnutrition problem along infant mortality
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
Let’s reach-out with care, since charity* never fails
trusting God to end this sad reality:
clamor for food security prevails
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
*1Corinthians 13:8 Charity never faileth…
April 24, 2021
10th place, "A MAJOR WORLD PROBLEM" Villanelle Poetry Premier Contest
Sponsored by L MILTON HANKINS; judged on 5/9/2021.
There is no doubt in my mind
in going to faith healers to heal
what ails me and be better faster.
Is it my faith or the faith healers?
Or both, that is the question?
However, there is no question in my mind
in giving them credence for I have a strong
belief in them, trust and confidence in their
healing, in their certitude and conviction to heal.
You go to the doctor and will be asked
“What’s wrong?”… Isn’t it for him/her to find out?
You’ll be put through testing to know what is wrong
or medications that have side effects
or therapies that take too long to ease the pain.
Yes, I go to the doctor; but I also go to faith healers.
With faith healers, they see through you
and feel, sense, perceive what is wrong with you.
You see images of their faith, candles, oil
and you feel this underlying feeling or aura.
I had a knee surgery with an orthopedic surgeon
and could not walk without a limp after the surgery.
Discouraged, I went to a faith healer and with her
massages using ginger and sesame oil,
I was able to walk without a limp.
I had my second bout of depression
and could not shake it off for months
and months of therapy and prayers.
Was a mess – desperate and hopeless.
I went to another faith healer, who told me
when she lifted my head that it was too heavy.
She moved her hands on my head with her faith,
her belief to heal and restore me – her healing
touch facilitated mental and emotional healing.
Then she told me my head weighed like
a gigantic rock with so much air inside
and she was able to let all the air out
or all the darkness that invaded my mind.
Believe in faith healers healing or not.
Many do not for they don’t believe
and some do for they believe.
The faith healers have gifts in healing.
They are believers to minister various kinds
of healing with their faith and spirituality.
They have the commitment, the confidence,
the conviction to restore physical, mental,
emotional and spiritual health through
their sensing and healing touch and faith.
12/1/20 Faith Healer Poetry Kai Michael Neumann
Joy
Watching the sailboats go by without a care in the world
gazing at the stars at night after their lights have unfurled
Viewing earth from a celestial window keeping an eye on
gaping at tiny babies in their infant nurseries calling mom
Feasting on nature, flowers, trees, and mountain peaks
following love wherever it leads when it lovingly, seeks
Eyeing life from a joyful point of view without regret or rue
Espying the spark in my lover's eye as he whispers I love you
Beholding faith with a clarion soul that trumpets all it entails
A mellifluous moment whole as the sun with nothing that ails
A hug, a caress , an embrace, tracing the lines of a favorite face
Day and weeks of appropriate deeds without a thing out of place
What brings me great joy, is sharing time with family and friends
Admiring the change of season and being grateful for its extend
Being able to go for walks, sing, write , and cook a great meal
Owning a contented heart that nothing on this earth can steal.
July 21, 2022
Every seen a cat chase its own tail
Know some guys that have a similar trait
In lieu of a tail, they mumble all day
Incoherent looking for a mate
They walk around bumping into things
Oblivious to what's in their way
Mumbling, drooling, giggling like a girl
Walking around in a daze
One thing only that can help these guys
A tussle in the hay for an hour
A sure cure for everything that ails them
All they'll see is pretty flowers
Take it from me, had lotsa experience
Not claiming to be a professional
Been down that road on many occasions
Can help with all things emotional
Every seen a cat chase its own tail
Know some guys that have a similar trait
© Jack Ellison 2013
love is not taught , it comes with upmost brilliance , comfort will arise.
love will make its way into ones soul, belief weighs in, to which faith is comprised.
love follows the inherited courage that makes a home in the heart.
love is a path to a surprise of joy, more priceless than every piece of art
love can unleash the spirit , feel the rush, loud as all the trumpets in heaven or a quaint silent hush.
love can conquer all that ails one and vanquish it, no hidden agenda to be had .
it heals when the light seems to dim, and washes away the bad
love sees with the heart, a vision that reels in reality at its finest.
treat it with a caring nature ardent and true , it is graceful and ever so much the the kindest
Crick, Crack,Pop!,—“Ow!”, ach… won’t my joints of ache
never relent? The tension—every move—
with each attempt to loose—a rigid groove—
my muscles,—all efforts to simply break
the pressure,—ayayaye,so,taut—,to shake
free my body, to feel the strain improve,
I’ve tried to stretch myself so to remove
the overwhelming cramps and pangs, which rake
my shambling corpse.—But ill I find no cure
to remedy such condition as that mine;
Six months’ wait ’til a doctor checks my spine,
—and even then who knows if they’ll be sure
what sickness ails my feeble, failing form?
I’ll blow it off: pain has become my norm.
*A real situation I am experiencing now after a major coronary surgery I underwent towards the end of last month.
Written 5 November, 2023
For Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars*
Just back home from a surgery
Of coronary arteries,
With the body ailing with pain,
Chess and left foot stretching with strain,
When getting to and up from bed
Is an awful burden to dread,
When taking meals instills no taste,
When sight of pills emits distaste,
When fulfilling one`s daily needs
Becomes a real load, indeed,
When suffering becomes a friend,
When ailing bones foresee no end,
When treading few steps is a core,
Yet the spirit soars very high
Like eagles flying in the sky,
It is time the Lord to adore,
It`s time to recall divine hymns,
It is time the Lord`s name to chime,
It is high time the soul to seek,
It is time the spirit to meet,
It`s time to raise the spirit high,
Let it fly high up in the sky,
Let positive thoughts greet the mind
That the body its health may find.