Long Altitude Poems
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Upheld steadfastly by sovereign brace
My existence extols divine grace.
Filled now with earnest gratitude
I ascend toward faith’s altitude
Propped by God’s unwavering might
Midst love-wrought service delight:
Fulfilling commitment from the start
Reaching-out along volunteerism rampart
Ministering well against selfishness’ dart
Pleasing Lord with joyous heart*.
*1Kings 8:66 ... Joyful and glad of heart for all the goodness that the LORD had done...
March 30, 2019
3rd place "10 Lines, 5 Words: Rhyme III" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lu Loo; judged on 4/7/2019.
Hat-ti-tude: She walked in wearing power!!!
I don’t walk in, I interrupt atmospheres.
Conversations stall, Confidence recalibrates, and standards get nervous
Why? Beacuse I showed up, wearing the verdict.
This ain’t fashion, this is not a game, and this is not a rehearsal.
This is authority with a silhouette.
Hat-ti-tude!!!! Hat-ti-tude!!! Hat-ti-tude!!!
I don’t ask, Do I look good? No! No! No! ladies, I never should.
I decide, This is what good looks like
I don’t follow energy, I set voltage.
Rooms don’t accept me, they adjust to me
and that's the way it suppose to be.
And let’s be clear, this isn’t confidence
Confidence can be questioned.
This? Ha!!! Ha!!! Ha!!!
This is certainty with style
I don’t wear hats, I weaponize presence.
You call it bold, I call it baseline
You call it extra, I call it expected.
Because when I step in, I don’t hope to be seen,
I don't beg to seen, and I am seen!!
I establish sightlines, here and right now!!!
Please don't asked how.
Hat-ti-tude!!! Hat-ti-tude!!! Hat-ti-tude!!!
Please learn this altitude, cameras, lights, I'm always viewed.
But understand this, I’m not part of the room.
I’m the reason it remembers, itself differently after I leave.
Hat-ti-tude in my presence, Gratitude in my posture
Power without gratitude is arrogance, but power with gratitude is undeniable favor.
So I wear it proud, confidence stitched into every move
and still whisper, thank you lord, for every door and every elevation
That's the balance, that's the code.
God’s goodness verily abounding
Prevailed with thankful praise-resounding.
Blessings* encompassed my last year’s nest
Overtaking woes by blissful zest.
Increased trust toward faith altitude
Propelled earnest service fortitude.
Works of sacrificial endeavour
Wafted heavenly as sweet savour.
Afflictions midst challenging trials
Maximized divine love’s portrayals.
Our special child’s milestones … triumphant
Great grants from last year, indeed vibrant.
*Ephesians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ.
November 26, 2019
Honorable Mention, "STRAND SPECIAL 5..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 12/19/2019.
Love and comfort cannot be partners
Complacency dissolves respect
Sneaky activity, entity disheartened
Three component splinter defect
They married within protective faith
Full of future decades' radiance
Charles' charms by ladies repaid
Ego combed by pretty audience
As fate will travel the cheater's tale
Soiling sheets too close to home
Mildred's loyal fresh heart impaled
By horror of rotten frolicking known
Vigourous mother of two preschool boys
Revelation staggered her function
Cut dangerously open by Charles' ploys
Cast remote was gusto's gumption
Damaged duo pursued longevity
Mildred continued with hesitance
She permitted fine faced snug family
Undeniably tainted by new tenuous
He declared undying love for Mildred
Doubled display of romantic regalia
But love as they'd felt, not rekindered
After influence of amorous strangers
Her energy failed in wake of treachery
Charles startled grateful state enthused him
Flourished material assistance eagerly
Upset trajectory, wife's affection refused him
She once was fluid flower pleasant
His thorn tore natural pairing apart
Mildred's wooden stem, failed reverence
Commitment couldn't penetrate her heart
Charles' grovelling replaced love resuming
Altitude diminished despite effort
Shared habitat couldn't restore their union
Registered sin slices status, trust bereft
10th July 2020
Written for Competition: Flower or Thorn
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Amber fluids streaming from the light of a Universal Creator
we are the flickering candles of His sacred Temple , His joy
Inside the breath we find our being and in deepest thought,
we discover our true selves;
Nestled in the center of our Universe we co-exist together,
joining forces with nature, we become mountains of strength,
and oceans of compassion;
Angels of altitude descend to earth, to anoint those who
have not yet felt the love of a mother or father...
They are Saintly treasures, unequaled to humans
residing in the inner walls of this beautiful world;
Their motivator wings enclose us with such strength,
that we feel safe and nurtured like a babe in warm waters.
Manipulating light they warm the relic of our souls,
bringing out the heirlooms of our Spirit and breath.
Close your eyes and float softly towards the softening,
polishing their golden trumpets they begin to bring
us closer to the traveler that we are, pulsing with heat,
invigorated by the journey, you are now the heart beat
In your chest, you feel warm, and filled with love.
Namaste
When life gives you all you need
And you fly to the highest altitude,
Before you run out oxygen
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.
When life withholds all you need
And you start to get an attitude,
Before you drown in despair
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.
When you don't live up to your own standards
Give yourself some latitude,
And walk your way out of depression, and
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.
When you're losing your direction
And noise replaces your solitude,
Walk back to the peace and still, and
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.
When you feel you can't get lower
Just remember His beatitudes,
It's the humble that inherits all things, so
Climb the learning curve of gratitude.
. Near miss Hit the shoulder
The know all Knows enough to know better
Well stacked Last in, first out
Awfully good Terribly impressive
Original copy authentic counterfeits
Wise old fools Smarties in clown shoes
Virtual reality Wearing fancy glasses
Silent scream Parenting in public
Almost exactly Near enough, thereabouts
Some Tax relief A very short-lived miracle
Business ethics Hidden in the fine print
It’s Bittersweet what a lemons dream of
Alone together The perfect blind date
Exact estimate Precisely give or take
Foolish wisdom Advice everyone ignores
An Open secret Whisper in megaphone
Glorious defeat Lost magnificently
Working holiday Emails from the yacht
Echoing silence Needs even bigger ears
Honest disguise Fooled even the mirror
Same difference identical opposites
Cruel to be kind You'll thank me tomorrow
Odd airline food Altitude without attitude
Controlled chaos My filing system
Negative growth Shrinking with confidence
Social distancing Introverts living the dream
A definite maybe Committed to indecision
Simply so elegant But no simpler
AI's is so infallible A million monkeys proofreading
Invisible footprints The smell of shoes
Beginning finished Chapter One
Alone in the crowd A hit in Social media
Passive aggression Weaponized politeness
Certain uncertainty Absolutely ..Perhaps
Borrowed originality I invented your idea
Military intelligence Marching the goose step
Transparent mystery Plain as day is night
Some sweet sorrows Chocolate after heartbreak
Remembered future Tomorrow's nostalgia
Artificial intelligence Still can't fold the washing
When they call for peace
And you give it easily
Then they will think you're cheap or fearful
Even when you're fierceful
This always drives you insane
Because when you act, they say you've misbehaved.
You better move in your way
So you don't go astray
Live your life to the fullest
Portraying your attributes
Living within your magnitude
Your attitude, not your aptitude
Will determine your altitude.
There's always an answer to every question
When you ask the right person
A key to every lock
Find the right key
A solution to every mystery
Choose the right path
Hit the high point
When it's right, you can never go wrong.
Hearkening to community's notion,
confines himself to violent commotion;
Mumbling as though stricken by demotion,
stumbles to fathom out his emotion;
Hence, rumbles to drink an energy potion,
which could empower him to submerge in devotion.
Sailing upon the journey of solitude,
embraces the high altitude;
Possessing the mental fortitude,
counters the disputes with great magnitude;
Masking the rage through aptitude,
He shrinks bitter attitude~
for squeezing out some warm gratitude.
Wildly swimming into the tunnels of dark hollow,
he persistently pleads for lamp light to follow;
( swish... swoosh... whoosh..)
Oh Great, looking out for her companion
appears the angel of destiny!
She browses & scans to spot his brow:
bandaged with thorns of sorrow.
At once approaches him with an aim to borrow
Tiny little golden finger traces his forehead furrow,
Eyes offer him illusioned syrup to swallow,
assuring that his woes would not exist up to morrow.
Then, rapidly brushing the needles of pain aside;
She promises to stay beside~
alerts him to no longer bide,
demands him to confront the tide,
comforts him to go down the slide,
For which, he earnestly tries to abide
by relishing the deep glide,
treasure hunts his lost poetry pride,
which later becomes his daily ride.
Travelling in it he feels cured and satisfied!
“The Art of Life”
by: Eric L. Boddie
Let me tell you something I hope you will understand
Outside of God, family and women, words are the greatest passion for this man
For they are derived from thoughts, and thoughts can never be forsaken
Only The Good Ones Are From God, all others fall under satan
Lowercased for there is no Love, Respect, not even hate for him in my prism
All I have for him is nothingness, the truest sense of nihilism
So I encourage each and every individual to become a free thinker
Let it be as natural as before breaking for a turn, you simply click the blinker
Who among us can tell me what year it is?....But how do you know?
It is impossible to ever be certain if you were not there for the start of the show
Will we ever realize that we ALL have Faith, be it Good or bad
Mama introduced me To Christ, The Best Replacement For ANY missing dad
So what do you Believe? Just who do you serve?
Is your path one of material desire, or do you have the nerve?
To not be the one in the mirror, but only the one in the heart
It could be chaos, serenity or both, the only three forms of Living Art
And whether if the altitude of the magnitude is prude, rude or crude
To many do not think for self, and I REFUSE to be that dude