Long Busyness Poems
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What's your schedule these days?
too busy eh? filled with things!
with people busyness just everything
want to fly away put on your wings
The heart is the centre of each one
it needs filling with the right thing
for a void is left is left feels so empty
but God calls out come to your king
Give the Lord your full attention
let your heart be connected with his
in prayer and worship for it's his due
every day seek to make it your bis
Dwell in his presence so sweet
meditate on Jesus constantly abide
for only Christ can make you full
trust the saviour in him confide
The Lord calls you out with a plea
please spend more time with me
my love for you knows no bounds
it was for you I died on Calvary's tree
('Glory in his holy name;
let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice!
Seek the Lord and his strength;
seek his presence continually!
Remember the wondrous works that he has done,
his miracles, and the judgments he uttered,')
Psalm 105: 3-5 (esv)
My father can't stay on the phone for long
That's why I don't want to call home
This is a strange stubborn father, never use a cell phone
I get a headache just by insisting, I do
but can't change his opinion regarding that.
I like to hear my father's voice so much!
Thick, full voice, my father,
Age has made that voice more mature,
heavier.
As a memory of my father, that voice is true to me
Living so far from the country, when life is frustrating and
unable to bear the responsibility of failures,
sometimes I really want to run away to my
father in those memorable old days.
Just as the whiteness of a “Kafan”
awakens a strange pain inside you, only you
Everything on earth seems meaningless,
Suffocated time only reminds you then
time to call your father may have passed yesterday!
There is busyness in the days abroad, days
Where there is a calendar of work-tired hours
Everyone is rushing to that work
Some are expressive,
some are suppressed by the irony of destiny.
Father was coughing a little while talking yesterday
"Are you doing fine, father ?" I asked.
"It’s okay my girl, what else at this age! No more excuses !"
That's the end of the sentence. In his own infallible rules.
Engrossed are in many memories of father
My head, my brain, and even my heart, deer me!
memories of millions, of thousands of people like my father
Tell me how it will be to write a book about that!
Maybe not bad!
Note : Kafan : (noun) burial garment
April 21, 2021
She was always meek and mild
Mannered… like a smile
Filling up the room with pleasure
Gentle faith and quiet joy
Inspiring hearts to listen to the One
Who speaks in the stillness
And lights up the entire heart
With beauty so alive
It pours hope through the soul
Silences the busyness
Colors the air in hues of brilliance
She whispered to the mind
Who echoed her delight
In creativity and revelation
Music in notes of appreciation
Kindness falls from her pores
As she faces the weary
Thoughts of despair, in prayer
For the grace to face
Every moment of bleakness
With mercy and thanksgiving
She calms the stormy emotions
Tones of warmth on the surface
Of cool, clear thoughts
A wandering imagination, expectations
Living amid the stardust hopes
Enchanting passions
With knees bent to pray
Leaving darkness and dread
Falling in the shadows
Penetrating the intimate rays
Of laughing sunshine
She delights in the truth
Welcomes the music of courage
Strengthening the composure
Of the heart who knows her
Sees her goodness, her godliness
Beauty mesmerizing, bright
Desires playing with the edges
With a caress, embracing
The details of her love, her praise
Her abundant, believing, faith
She is the hint of splendor
Amid the dead leaves in Autumn
Falling gracefully, lightly
Over a bed of wildflowers in vibrant
Rich blushes of lilac and rose
Healing hearts with tangerine dreams
And crimson ideas, themes
Born on the moments of Spring
Lifting away the dry, arid sarcasm
Of a Summer drought, the way
Some other woman might weep
When the Fall gives way to white peaks
Her heart and soul make me know
Love like this is beyond words
It is light and laughter and living
It is grace and glory and giving
It is the answer to a solemn prayer
It lifts the melancholy whispers
Of glossy tears, fears that come
From the heart who listens to worry
And never knows the certainty
God is there forever, eternally
Giving His love to those who know
He is the One we’re living for!
I say
I'm resting my eyes
but as the darkness overwhelms me,
my mind races full of thought and images.
In this solitude of darkness
even the silence makes a noise
tapping at my brain
and whispering in my ears.
I fight to keep out the world
and its busyness of nonsense
listening to the quiet of inner peace
with warm sun on my face burning my soul.
With a deep inhaled breath
even heartbeat
tends to slow its pace
and the clock ceases to tick.
I feel and embrace the quiet solitude
as it surrounds and envelopes me
taking it all in,
I am free.
Bye, O 2022,
Good riddance to you,
And welcome O 2023,
The gate is open, see,
Come in, but wait a bit,
On that doormat wipe your feet
Clean all of your vain ego,
Let it not its face show.
And on that Rangoon creeper in blossom,
Hang your unhappiness before ye come.
And all that busyness you feign,
Hang it on that hook again,
Leave all negativity so obtuse
Outside, along with your shoes,
And yes, look at that rose plant there,
Look, fragrant has turned all nearby air,
A smile has blossomed with grace,
Pluck it and wear it on your face.
We’ve done all we can to welcome you,
And wish you unfold all goodness in you,
And despite all this
If you fail to summon all your bliss,
Like 2022 you too we’ll never miss.
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Tongue-in-cheek | 21.12.2022 | humour
Poet’s note: Oh I can’t wait to say good bye to 2022, nor wait for just a few more days for the coming year 2023 to dawn. So, pray, bear with this baby before its time, if not a premature one.
Let’s express loving touch power
delighting every family member
marked by trust we can offer
securing home with peace-cover
against infidelity wrecker.
Let’s show respect-touch in our truth-declaration
as we strive to build lives with dedication
teaching along virtuous instruction
nurturing next generation
while learning from failures’ frustration.
Let’s be generous with touch of encouragement
midst our care-giving engagement
sharing the Saviour’s divine involvement
declaring Gospel along steadfast commitment
geared by His compassion-fulfillment.
Let’s cheer with approval touch during work partnership
along busyness of business’ entrepreneurship
knowing that co-labourers aid for fruitful followership
enabling the performance of faithful servant-leadership
in our united blissful stewardship.
Let’s guard our fellowship-touch against bond-breaking
since we are brethren of same sovereign King
God’s citizens with supreme celestial marking
worshipping together toward heavenly trekking
reproved from hypocrisy’s lurking.
Let’s reach-out with our friendship-touch venture
vanquishing selfishness of human nature
as well as arrogance upholding discrimination-posture
considering uniqueness exemplified by each culture
so that genuine unity will reign upon earnest charity-gesture.
*1John 4:11 Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.
July 15, 2021
1st place, "Touch My Heart" Rhyme Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 7/20/2021.
I'm older now, older than most expect
and looking back I must confess
there are some things I do regret.
These senior years suddenly become
life's intermission,
the chance for last admissions.
The busyness of youth and wanting to grow up
filled the years with so much unnecessary stuff,
now, I can say - enough.
Before the years take hold
and our age gets for too old
my mind and heart must reveal the truths be told.
You were and are still
the love of my life, my soulmate that thrilled
every battle we shared up and down hill.
So now at last you know
the something I forgot to tell you as time flows
I love you so.
Beside a babbling brook I browse
By a bridge braving bleak winters breeze
Beaver is busily burrowing beneath
Before bitter blizzards batter beaver’s bunker
Beaver beavering as he barricades the breach
Bedtime beckons before darkness befalls, but my
Bright my blue backpack bounces into the babbling brook
Begetting a bung of blue, Beaver buttresses his breach
Bewitched by Beaver’s busyness and bidding him bye bye
Before a blizzard begins bouncing big ice balls from the sky
Back inside my bungalow beside a burning fire
Buoyant my backpack had blocked Beaver’s breach
Bedtime was beckoning as I began to fall asleep
But beaming - for my backpack had really worked a treat
By bunging Beaver's breach beside a babbling brook
Burgeoning with self-belief I’ll write a ‘Beaver Bedtime Book’
Written: 1st April 2019
2nd PLACE
Contest: Pick A Title, Vol 3 Alliteration - By The Water's Edge |
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
3rd PLACE
Contest: CONTEST no 620 in alliteration style,any theme ,any form
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Contest Name Alliteration 004
Sponsor Poet Destroyer
22nd October 2020
Sleepy thoughts loiter,
Dreamy images disappear...
Sun stabs sudden focus.
Subconscious thoughts come
Abrupt as light streams,
No time to think.
Senses aware one by one:
Like octopus tentacles
Twisting and curling to touch.
Edgy promontory here:
Eyes scan the cityscape fringes,
Twenty-storey window view
Far below the tiny people,
Busy with busyness,
Little rushing marionettes.
If they could see this puppet
Rising with drowsy countenance,
A curly smile will attend amusement.
Anyhow my simple heart
Prays a blessing for each stranger
Plunging into life's misdemeanours.
Awake and aware once again,
This new day beckons impatiently,
Sunbeams pave the way.
With humble thanksgiving,
Look forward to a blur quest,
Explore forthcoming murmurings.
Mind comes to know a field
Beyond the tragic wrong
And the dramatic right.
A certain field where play presides,
Where all can meet fond ecstasy
With rapture and delight.
Here fear and guilt and regret
Are purged from conscious thought,
Here feelings find sure innocence.
Once more, a wholeness comes
To bind each part as one:
Thus, each soul feels unique yet reconciled.
Yes, discovery greets mystery,
If you learn to discern
The perfect symmetry of life.
Even the inanimate life
In rocks and stones and hills
Salute the sacred gospel divine.
Look beyond the chaos
To sure goodness of wise nature,
See the face of God who lives and loves.
There is a certain harmony
Beyond science and religion:
The cosmos live in grace and beauty.
Leon Enriquez
15 September 2014
Singapore
As we journey through our daily lives, it can be easy to get caught up in the busyness and distractions of the things of this world. However, as one who TRUST is in the LORD, we are called to live a life that is pleasing to God.
Today, let us reflect on the powerful verses from the book of Ephesians that reminds us of this important calling.
Ephesians 1:3-10 saying, (NIV)
“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who HAS blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ…”
Reflection:
Paul encourages us to continue living in a way that pleases God. These verses reminds us that God has already blessed us in the heavenly realms with EVERY spiritual blessing in Christ. We have been adopted to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with His pleasure and will, to the praise of His glorious grace, which He has freely given us in the one He loves. In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the RICHES of God’s grace that He LAVISHED on us. With all wisdom and understanding, He made known to us the mystery of His will according to His good pleasure, which He purposed in Christ, to be put into effect when the times reach their fulfillment to bring unity to all things in HEAVEN and on EARTH under Christ.
Prayer:
Dear heavenly Father, help us to always seek to please You in all that we do. Give us the strength and wisdom to make choices that honor You and reflect Your love to those around us. May our lives be a testimony of Your grace and goodness.
Action Step:
Today, take some time to reflect on your daily choices and actions. Are you living in a way that pleases God? Ask the Holy Spirit to guide you in making decisions that align with God's will. Let us strive to live each day with a heart that seeks to honor and glorify our Heavenly Father.
I hope and pray that what I am trying to say makes sense to you who are listening. Tell me your thoughts on this matter and may your day continue being blessed.