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On this night, Christmas Eve, Jesus was born
Bringing eternal life to you and me, this Son
Of the One who created the light in the morn
He awakens our hearts from the hurts they mourn
Giving renewed hope to the ones we might shun
On this night, Christmas Eve, Jesus was born
He reminds us all that He was battered and torn
So that this race we have run would finally be won
We have the victory today because we’ve been reborn
It is for our faith in Jesus that we blow our horn
Breathing grace into this place where love has begun
On this night, Christmas Eve, Jesus was born
For our final victory, He endured the Cross and scorn
Allowing the joy, hope and faith to win in the long run
Giving us love that lasts forever for our hearts to adorn
Applying the success of the Cross for which we’ve sworn
To love with hearts that shine Jesus’ light to everyone
On this night, Christmas Eve, Jesus was born
This is our Christ so there is no need to be forlorn
Deck the Halls Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
December 2, 2020
I wake up and scurry. It’s hurry and hurry!
First and foremost – take a pee!
Cosmetics applying while minutes are flying.
Check emails and put on the tea.
Pack a lunch for the day that I’ll take on my way
out the door as I go to my car.
I must not leave late or I’ll agitate
my boss, but my job’s a bit far.
In class I am facing sweet students. Time’s racing.
So much to accomplish by noon.
Lunch time, I’m still going. I watch the clock, knowing
of more things I need to do soon.
Grades I’ll be doing with errands ensuing.
I race to my car and head out.
To the bank or the store; to the post office or
some other place with no doubt.
Have I time for the gym? Gotta keep myself trim.
But my chores are all waiting for me.
Some jobs get put off. You better not scoff.
I attend to my poetry!
The dinner needs cooking; at TV I’m looking
while slicing and dicing, for I
enjoy my tv shows. I’m NOT missing those -
I can “listen” as through tasks I fly.
My kitchen I clean well. Perhaps one more email?
With my hubbie I’m all cozy when
at last I am sleeping. Then daylight comes creeping.
I wake and start over again!
Sept. 8, 2020
for William Kekaula's All in a Day Poetry Contest
225 words by Wordcounter.net
The regressive Supreme Court decision
hustled, proclaimed, and voiced
June 24th, 2022
immediately quashing pro choice option,
struck down constitutional right
(upheld for half a century -
formerly allowing, enabling and providing
the muliebrous population
access to secure and safe abortion)
and sent a chill into the air.
A woman of childbearing age
within the United States trade
risk seeking abortion if she
unwittingly finds herself pregnant
resorting to desperate measures
sans mortality written
courtesy blood and gore costly paid
for ownership of body electric
autonomy usurped to choose abortion,
especially females representing
low income statistic,
whose chaotic, frantic, hectic..., existence
quite unlike bucolic, idyllic, poetic
lifestyle exemplified, exhibited, and exuded
by Thomas Kinkade
impossible (aery) mission
to buzzfeed another mouth
hence unlucky gal
now faces criminal charges,
whereat strong arm of the law
one lass unable to evade.
Despite being an older
long haired pencil necked geek male,
(a genetic product
of the baby boomer generation)
albeit one dazed and confused man,
whose body resembles
a miniature lead zeppelin
I a baby boomer guy
always inclined toward
remaining aforementioned gender,
nevertheless can empathise
with red hot poker anger
fecund women most likely experience,
when in the heat of passion
birth control measures vehemently
even non verbally overruled,
when an aggressive partner
thwarts such rational precautions
exerting patriarchal domination
loosing abundant seminal fluid
with deliberate intent to impregnate.
Many instances abound,
(since time immemorial)
whereby linkedin couples
ardently, fervently, maddeningly
strive to beget offspring
and thus shuck off
the application regarding
accessing, kickstarting, wielding
invocation of divine spirit,
thus their sexual relations
forfeit applying prophylactics,
oftimes feeling down and out
when biological fertilization
breeds despair, grief, mourning...
yet no sooner does adoption
appear as the last best hope
the maternal hormonal gonadal
secretion agency, propensity, viscosity....
and quirky unpredictability,
where unsuspecting latent virility
to procreate ironically occurs.
This is the story of God's redemption
how He displays His love upon His own
in His masterplan of saving sinful man
His son Jesus Christ came our sins to atone
God looks down on this old world
seeing its sinfulness continues to abound
the good Lord is holy and without sin
He requires a perfect sacrifice to be found
The only perfect sacrifice would be Jesus
the only one that could take away sin
so our sin He took on Calvary's cross
that our salvation from sin He did win
God has here displayed perfect love
taken sinners to His own abode
removing their sin with His dear blood
applying upon HIs elect a secret code
This is the greatest story you have heard
God has saved sinners from hell's destruction
putting His own dear son in their place
paving the way for sinners to gain God's grace
Ice water forms & falls as snow to a cold
and solid ground
Rainwater soaks the fertile earth with its liquid
subtle sounds
Leaves drop when time has passed as a signal of
seasons change
Hot summers bring dreams of autumn cool while
spring brings falling rain
Life mimic's the changing seasons as everything tends
to be in flux
Some walk unassisted with eyes to clouds when others
need a helping crutch
Everything changes over time for all things are on mother
natures clock
Even though time is a mind illusion we can't help but
keep a watch
Enjoy the beauty that life can bring as if it were poetry
for a given time
Everyday you're an artist applying strokes to canvas
while connecting words creating rhyme
Prince: Being in a place of unrest is rather confounding to the nature of the location when others describe the environment. For our person of the scholar’s cloth there lies the stone of fire and the pillars of the traveler.
Krishna: Pillar one teaches the person how they should live. This becomes a journey of looking into different states (beliefs) and applying them as living principles.
Prince: The dropbox of common dogma for one is not needed for the other. The dogma is detrimental as it denies the words of the Son. The dogma states about networking but destruction is the key to understanding when they apply their beliefs. They have been the classical, and modern Moral Orel’s in society.
Krishna: Pillar two is about standing for knowledge and learning to see people from the Locke perspective with the understanding of Maslow, Adler, Freud, Erikson, Spinuzzi, Bacon, Copernicus, Galileo, Pratarelli, Weber, Mohammad, Yeshua.
Prince: The knowledge pillar is the most critical to finding the answers to everything that is a problem of conformity, social disruption and foolishness. Maslow spoke about the hierarchy of needs in humanity. Siddhartha Gutama knew about this and called it Nirvana. Adler believed in holism as an understanding of the people. Tony Cassidy would write about this in 1997 from an environmental perspective. Everyone else would use the mind and universe to answer questions about our place and actions in the grand tapestry.
Krishna: Pillar three is about the knowing of the Self and not relying on others for the interpretation of the Self. Hearing the words of others should only be heard and not a full rewrite of the person. Not everyone will like the speaker as they choose to live in their excrement.
Krishna: The stone of fire is the love, dedication that helps them endure everything. It is the embodiment of Odin’s eye, the blood of the divine, the tears of those that can never be quenched by only one person. The stone is the testament to those that have been part of the journey. It tells of those that have betrayed the scholar.
Prince: All of this was learned at a place called Easy Place, where everything was a central hub that nearly overtook its name to becoming the ‘Forgotten Valor of the Soul.’
Krishna: The other pillars are of a different time for the traveler and of other statuses.
I feel the rain
Flowing down my face
Reminding me of tears
on my etched skin tracing
My spirit looks forward
But my brain is backward facing
It has been oh so very long
Since this heart has really spoken
waterworks haven't happened
and my soul is choking
So I lift up my eyes
towards the night sky
I have lived one hundred lives
without really trying
each different and the same
living and dying
same patterns repeated
through the universe flying
Looking learning laughing
sometimes wisdom applying
I have reached the final stage
my heart now feels like dust
My soul is drenched steel
overcome with rust
Each life taught me something
I'm trying to adjust
Dust to mud metamorphosis
This body might bust
A cry baby wannabe
filled with pain hope and lust
The cradle of life is rocking
Under the weight of contemplation
I feel the bough is breaking
Into the ground
I'm slowly sinking
Can you feel my body shaking
It's all a bad dream
I wake up tearfully crying
True or false
I think I might be lying
Lying here in my bed
My red liquified eyes
are in need of drying...
December 28 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Revelation 9-11
Key Verse – Revelation 9:13 And the sixth angel sounded, and I heard a voice from the four horns of the golden altar which is before God.
FAITH IN GOD WHO EMPOWERS US TO COME BEFORE HIS ALTAR
God empowers us to come before His altar of holiness
Since He imputed to us His righteousness
Toward striving to please Him by faith’s steadfastness
While continuing to stay in His perfect will of goodness.
God empowers us to come before His altar of authority
Since He adopted us as His children around His security
Toward living under His dominion by faith’s certainty
While exalting His awesome majesty.
God empowers us to come before His altar of commandment
Since He called us toward His commission-fulfillment
Toward obeying His precepts and statutes by faith’s enablement
While complying to His Biblical requirement.
God empowers us to come before His altar of Scriptural standard
Since He appointed each of us as His steward
Toward following His steps by faith’s pace against being sluggard
While abiding in His sure safeguard.
God empowers us to come before His altar of submission through His Word
Since He taught us to handle it as the Spirit’s sword
Toward meditating His law by faith’s increase, not feeling bored
While applying His life-building principles, divinely mentored.
God empowers us to come before His altar of victory
Since He settled us for heavenly glory
Toward loving Him by faith’s trust against doubt or worry
While sharing His good news in declaring His Gospel story.
God empowers us to come before His altar of worship
Since He freed us from sin-slavery bringing us to His ownership
Toward serving Him by faith’s obedience to His leadership
While delighting in sweet fellowship and ministry-partnership.
December 28, 2025
A groovy many galactic bodies circle the sun.
Yet wandering almost, different stars spun.
Wander aimlessly, sobbing in sorrow.
Memories weep tears as we gently harrow.
Men are obsessed with their dignity.
Dread losing it as they acquire it utterly.
Peas are picked under an extreme storm.
Rain is falling on the smokestack form.
In adoration, trust requires alert and reserve.
It guarantees any other freedom swerve.
We ought to be watchful while looking for our mates.
Since applying one's will is frequently relates.
Thunder is heard at night when the sky is lit.
It's lenient to imagine how loud squeals can hit.
I was broken and lost,
Always been smart
but the vision got tossed.
Led astray
Now I’m back call it my new start, new day.
I craft code, make pages on the web,
Facial recognition, AI in my head.
Shopify stores, I’m the master, no lie,
Movie databases, bots that reply.
Cloud hosted apps, always online,
But recognition?
Still not mine.
I’m worth six figures, 100K a year,
But no one sees me I just disappear.
Is it my name?
Is that why doors close?
I know the frameworks Vue, Laravel, let’s go.
PHP, Python, I breathe in the scripts,
JavaScript magic in every commit.
Been applying for months… now it’s two years,
Still no open doors just doubt and fears.
My résumé’s sharp a killer, for real,
But it feels like I’m caged, denied the deal.
Non-traditional, college dropout,
Took the long road, still trying to climb out.
Illegal work showed up at my door
feels like I’m drifting away,
All this talent still nothing to say?
Is tech all a hoaxed
Who gets in?