Long Banqueting Poems
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Have answered the call?
Jesus is calling, enter His Rest
The Son of God took your fall
He paid the price so that you be the best
I love Him because He loved me first
Now He is my shield against evil beast
But have answered His call?
Jesus paid the price for your sins
So that you can stand after the fall
His blood has thrown your sins in the bin
Jesus has made you to reign as a Priest
You are with Him now Kith and kin
Jesus Christ is still calling you
Come to Him if you are carrying a burden
He will take you into His banqueting hall
He will present you as the bride in Eden
Jesus is worthy because He took your fall
July 27 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Song of Solomon 1-8
Key Verse – Song of Solomon 2:1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
FAITH IN GOD WHO IS THE ROSE OF SHARON
AND LILY OF THE VALLEYS
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who loves our soul
And He draws us toward His heart along heavenly goal
Indeed driving our faith to do our best with wellness-whole
Constantly feeding us through His shepherding role.
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who reigns surely
And He leads us toward His fellowship graciously
Indeed enclosing our faith with His peace securely
Constantly bringing us to His restoration daily.
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who does what’s great
And He invites us toward His banqueting house against worldly fate
Indeed healing our faith from unbelief's sickness-state
Constantly upholding us by His partnership in His ministry's calendar-date.
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who does care
And He ushers us toward His provisions that we can also share
Indeed strengthening our faith with His approval stare
Constantly guarding us from unbelief’s scare.
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who is protective
And He moves us toward His ministry to become effective
Indeed reinforcing our faith with His Scriptures’ directive
Constantly guiding us by His holiness against carnality that’s seductive.
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who demands the best
And He requires us toward fulfilling duties with our zest
Indeed building our faith for service so we can be earnestly honest
Constantly helping us to overcome trial and test.
God is the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys Who is wonderful
And He seals us toward His ownership permanently blissful
Indeed nurturing our faith to be productively fruitful
Constantly showing us His glory through His deeds, always beautiful.
July 27, 2025
Not even the shadow of its massive brick walls
Stands sentinel over the place where Ur once stood;
Gone the sound of trumpets in the banqueting halls,
Long decayed the temples framed in fragrant woods.
Its proud people, among the first of our race
To gather together to build a city
Held this earth itself a sacred place
Where they prayed to their gods for succor and pity.
By night the moon, by day the sun
Gods both, smiled down upon their fertile land.
The festivals of seasons passed, one by one
Atonements offered, exploits planned.
Now Enlil alone, god of the Winds
Holds court amid acres of broken stones.
As Ur's glory fades. its memory dims,
As scholars pick over the last of its bones.
A Passing Prayer
Unneeded invites for Thanksgiving Day,
Drafts packed table orbs family buffet,
All arranged for this harmonious time,
Relations grace this exalted pastime.
Year after year, the newborns multiply,
Added tables, chairs, and appended rooms,
Through Heaven's wings, beloved souls now fly,
Shifts to calm talks, those gone and baby booms.
Unique for me, banqueting my household,
My siblings too, host their own family,
Further apart, we feast separately,
Heir's hearts warm of those passed, tears swell unfold.
My children phones, traditions express joy,
The Home food tray cools, o'er my corduroy.
2019 November 12
*3rd Place*
Thanksgiving Memory
~~Regina McIntosh
July 27 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Song of Solomon 1-8
Key Verse – Song of Solomon 2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
HEART THAT STAYS IN GOD WHOSE BANNER OVER US IS LOVE
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our desire and need
Which He alone can meet through His supplying deed
For us to live along His contentment-creed---
Indeed, satisfying us with His bounty’s seed and feed.
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our deficiency and weakness
Which He alone can settle through His strengthening righteousness
For us to persevere along His omnipotent mightiness---
Indeed, assisting us through His help’s readiness and steadfastness.
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our foolishness and ignorance
Which He alone can correct through His Word’s ascertaining assurance
For us to learn along His wisdom-endurance---
Indeed, enlightening us upon His truth-deliverance and forbearance.
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our sin and iniquity
Which He alone can cleanse with His transforming purity
For us to walk along His holiness-intensity---
Indeed, purging us by His sanctification’s certainty and authority.
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our disability and limitation
Which He alone can stretch with His empowering restoration
For us to endeavour along His workmanship-perfection---
Indeed, driving us toward His training’s function and fortification.
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our disobedience and impudence
Which He alone can subdue with His humbling prudence
For us to serve along His leadership-residence---
Indeed, empowering us to follow His command’s cadence and providence.
Our heart stays in God Whose banner over us is love midst our pride and motive
Which He alone can reveal with His teaching, Scripturally protective
For us to succeed along His victory-objective---
Indeed, upholding us for His purposes’ directive and incentive.
July 27, 2026
July 3 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Song of Solomon 1-4
Key Verse – Song of Solomon 2:1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY ROSE OF SHARON
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always beautifying my life with Your grace
Thank You for drawing me near You by Your rejoicing embrace---
I look upon Your mercy-rays
While resting in Your shepherding ways.
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always satisfying my days with Your jewels of spirituality
Thank You for beholding me by Your promise of certainty---
I trust Your pleasant assurance-purity
While leaning on Your formidable security.
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always brightening my life with Your faithfulness
Thank You for bringing me to Your banqueting fullness---
I confess to You my sinfulness for Your pardon’s completeness
While coming to Your presence of joyfulness.
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always settling for my eternal destination with Your redemption
Thank You for letting me enjoy Your everlasting gift’s provision---
I rise toward Your calling for my stewardship-dedication
While obeying You with my earnest devotion.
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always benefitting my soul with Your care
Thank You for separating me from worldliness-dare---
I turn to Your revival for my service-welfare
While triumphing in Your approval glare.
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always sanctifying my heart with Your divine washing
Thank You for propping me up by Your mighty pushing---
I feed on Your bounty so refreshing
While praying fervently along Your Scriptural furnishing.
Lord God, You are my Rose of Sharon,
always blessing my discipleship with Your engagement
Thank You for inviting me to Your ministry-involvement---
I flee to Your sealing protection’s establishment
While walking along paths of good works’ fulfillment.
He was quiet, and so very shy
His Loving " Poetry " , caught my eye
I felt his Tender Heart, flutter for me
I saw his Loving Heart ; Pen POETRY
Beautiful POETRY, and " I " “The wonder of his words”
My Heart entwines with his, Everlasting LOVE : Endures
Throughout the Eons of Forever I have watched his sadness
My Beloved, Your Eternal Love Always brings my Heart Gladness
You sit beside me, at the Never ending banqueting tables of Heaven
Alas : do not waste Your Love, waiting to be with me in Eden’s Garden
I see in the window of Your Heart, the mirror of Your Soul
The image in Your eyes, " Barbara Jean " and YOU Picnic on a California Knoll
The fond memories of Your breath, caressing my breast, are now Hers
My Spirit smiles at Your happiness : Love Her as You do me
My Heart elated to see You Love again , long lost Emotions stir :
Barbara Jean , Take care of and Love this “Gentle Man” for all Eternity
Bring Joy to his Life again , and to me Satisfaction that He "is" LOVED again
Inspired by Nathan Dilts’ Contest “ The Opposite Sex”
Dedicated to " Barbara Jean " ; By " Lenore Ellen "
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As I look through the Pin Hole of Light in the Sky : I Weep For YOU
I saw my LORDS FACE : “ FACE to Face “ : “ Such GRACE “
I steal a Miniscule Part of YOUR Heart: in “Glory “ I Gave Them Back to YOU
We Hold Hands, Dance in FOREVER I Look Upon “ HIS “ FACE
HE nods over my shoulder, I turn around to see My LOVE My WIFE : LENORE
I stood there dumfounded for a second, maybe two, ran to my FOREVER MORE
As We Embrace, Hug and Kiss, Look in Each Others EYES : Touching the SOUL
Mingle and Meld, ENTWINE in LOVE ; grab the Future and with HIM Be WHOLE
Let my Prayers be Heard, Pray YOU Understand : Poets and Poetess’ s in the Light
Follow The Tunnel of Light : The journey of YOUR Entire Life Foretold in one night
Remember YOUR Life on Earth as YOU Walk the Pathway of Heaven : to Always
At the Banqueting Table “ The Eternal Feast “ We jion Together in Songs of PRAISE
The sun peeks his face out from the passing wind
still chilly and cold, and in this air the tree branches
stretch their arms to hold the sun as if sails on the deep and gray sky
The sun that is out of reach of a hand
may be a hope; no, it ought to be a hope
One night I saw a wayfarer, becoming a moonbeam,
going toward April stepping on the footmarks March
has left behind
Although he has gone through so many hills and high waters
with a knapsack on his back that was full with the countless
sentiments he put in it for pity’s sake, the sack was emptied;
for the lapse of time makes things wear and tear
his garment was worn to rags, and when the wind
passes through it penetrates the garment to chill the bone
The deep anxiety he is unable to shake off, and therefore,
reflected on the running water murmuring through the field
as ripples of moonbeam, which is not from the fleeting of time
or his sufferings while he was walking among the foes, but because
he is sorry for and worries about friends he has to leave behind
The friends, not many in number shared his happiness
at the time of banqueting, surrounding the table though
plain and simple, abundance in God;
at the time counting the falling stars lying on a stone pillow
by the gap between rocks. The friends, not in damnation but
in endurance and warmhearted understanding, talked about better day to come while burning the passions in the bone fire on a day when they were wet and shivering in early spring drizzle
For the days he was with his friends were too short,
it caused him an embarrassment in counting the days,
yet they were unforgettable moments of joyous and happy experiences
As he walked through the field with friends he talked about tomorrow
standing on the hill top side by side, he asked them to pray for him,
sitting on the sands by the water he sighed for he has to leave
the friends, the sweet and bitter memories behind
Nonetheless, he cannot just stand by a roadside as an emotionless stone,
he crosses the hill under the shade of a waning moon, and when
the humble hearted teary-eyed wanderer blooms as a lily on the other side of
the hill in dawning, the sunray fall on the lily on the dew
as hope to those who remember him, as happiness to the friends
he left behind, as the covenant of the Lord to all who trust in him
Tell all the worlds about the treasures found
Renaissance trace spellbound in the ancient form,
Tender and haunting; an era of time curves around
Past the present to a future beset with tech charm.
Historical pages cling romantically to our eyes,
Each epoch defines a sparkling gem of surprise,
Their fluttered rebirth is like stars changing sizes
Release by time flown from the damp demise.
That dip their limbs to bow unto gloss modernity
Like the artist and sculpture, they paint a world.
Of aesthetic peculiarities and lofty discovery,
Longing to find a place soaring free in the soul.
A vault of citadels says much; then said no more
Deep within, ancient wonders rise from the ashes
Talented beauty weaves from centuries we adore,
The time and place asleep in a waste wilderness.
The plague of colors survives in medieval triumph,
England, a literary monument of architect literature.
Finds the noble heart to express cherished breath
Creating the etiquette claimed by French culture.
Such dept alone could not be paid by metamorphism
Humanism fading in a mist has its place in society,
Heightened with extreme lust and erotic mannerism,
Italy removes the conscious veil from bizarre reality.
Ceiling significant through music strings serenade,
Renaissance dazed; allusion lay dreaming half awake
The inquisition of fate went on pilgrimage made,
German sentence commute through the classical gate.
The Netherlands explore and navigate all the distances
Byzantine adherence goes beyond impregnable walls,
depict faces of the Tsars persist in the military hypothesis,
And labyrinths take refuge in Russian banqueting halls.
The richest measured proportion of distilled beverage,
Vodka values more than all the dull limited senses,
Spanish religion repository of the myths and rage
Set the path where new western experience commences.
Portugal selfie, the pinnacle piece that thirsts for commerce
Lisbon flourished paints and medicines with Flemish.
Poland concept and conflict gain border land dominance,
Spice trade rises high and makes indiscreet allusion flourish.
We travel far beyond renaissance to the greatest monument,
When the transition of culture from the middle age evolved
Mesmerized art is a rediscovery of an enduring cultural movement,
The monarch of the Roman Empire renaissance man inspired.