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Premium Member TO SEEKING, KNOCKING, ASKING, AND GIVEN

TO SEEKING, KNOCKING, ASKING, AND GIVEN

Sometimes things can be so simple,
When you just sit and seek guidance
From the holy cistern of wisdom:-
Trying to please you has been 
A challenging endeavor
For me to accomplish:-
But now, I’m in the awareness
That my focus simply needs to be,
Taking care of you in labours of love:-
“How much greater value,
Is wisdom than gold…and likewise,
Understanding, more valuable than silver?”
No, nothing can match
God’s divine navigation,
And His Son’s footprinting:-
Praise be to the Trinity,
For body and soul healing:
Indeed, just seek, knock, and ask;
And in due time, all needs will be given:-


Premium Member The High Road Pursuit

Around trust sealing our contract 
for blessings to share generously ---
--- heart of mine was settled
having never languished in doubt's qualm
upon steadfast prayer brace
tied by ministerial engagements.

With earnest faith
my anticipation yearned 
for return of investment flow --- 
--- until I learned that such agreement
was gripped with deceit
and I ought to be freed from its depressing cord.

Oh, I was fooled by someone 
my soul regarded as a sister ---
---grievously afflicting me 
against virtuous fortitude 
propping my integrity
challenging even my belief
on genuine equity and fairness.

I admit having agonized 
over series of investigation rigors
court hearing struggles---
--- testifying before witness stand 
while facing the culprit
regarded as an accomplice
yet someone so familiar to me.

God be praised for His mercy and truth
enabling my spirit to choose His direction ---
--- to file for case dismissal, not because
hopelessness loomed or futility beckoned
(since imprisonment awaited the offender)
but then I wanted to follow my Lord Jesus Christ
in ascending toward the high road of life: 
forgiving* others as I was a pardoned sinner
offering gracious peace granted by the Holy Spirit.

Now, grateful to the Saviour for such decision
I’m reaching-out to others 
sharing His compassion --- 
--- exposing powerful love at work
amidst divine holy justice
warmed by His wondrous serenity.

*Ephesians 4:32 And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.

October 24, 2021
Edited on January 9, 2023

3rd place, "I chose to run, but had I stayed, things would have been like" Poetry Contest; Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon; 
judged on 11/26/2022.

2nd place, "The High Road" Free Verse Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 10/26/2021.

Yesterday's Tears

Yesterdays tears

I've tried so hard to make the best of life,
in spite of the challenging highs and lows,
the highs, made me happy to be alive,
the lows, were a mental and body blow

Childhood's supposed to be a happy time,
where children learn to feel safe and secure,
at least I learned about God's love sublime,
and for human frailties there's a cure

I've lived a life full of torture and pain,
but, in between there's been blessings and bliss,
contrasting emotions from which I've gained,
a new perspective when I reminisce.

I've learned so much from so-called wasted years
I've cast aside, all of yesterdays tears.

May 29,2019
John Derek Hamilton
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Three Sides To Every Story


Truth is still truth even if no one believes it . . . 
A lie is still a lie even if everyone believes it.
                                           Unknown Quote

in this journey called my life I have found that there
are three sides to every story and every dispute
mine, theirs and the truth . . . but I usually fold my wings
I choose home and quietly heal from any nastiness
while the other person may be quite adept at spreading lies
some liars can create believable stories
and the weak-minded will accept that as the truth

when I watch the news it is a one sided story being told
is it truth, is it a lie, what can be believed as fact

my side, your side, the truth is challenging to find
for this reason I tend not to judge people too much
unless their actions find them guilty without doubt
then, the truth will tell the story and there is no denying
most people will believe the one vocal as true
but in truth it is likely the quiet one is the key to truth

it is an endless circle of mine, theirs, and the truth
for life is a circle of trying to exist in peace and harmony
while others are trying to destroy it ...evil sent by Satan
I must be strong to not fall victim it is best to turn away
and be the silent me, healing, in my peaceful nest
while the liar twists an ever expanding narrative to all who listen

do not become a listener of lies who speak with confidence
a liar is skillful at creating narrative ... do not be a follower
and never assume the quiet one is not the stronger one

Is this control?

I'm trying really hard to catch my thoughts
It is rather tricky
As I have them , non-stop 
Silence is deafening for me
I don't even think I will have peace after my 
Brain waves are seen 
On the electro -en- ceph - alo- gram or EEG
Its last recording will  read and mock this very thought - quite vividly 
Sometimes,  I wish I had an off switch
Though let's face it
It wouldn't make a difference 
I'd figure a way to trigger a wave
Return life to this overcrowded thinking skin cave
Forcing myself to again just think think think away 
Silly rabbit, always running late
I don't think carelessly 
I think with control; willingly 
I am in control
Or at least that's the thought I had been
Trying to believe 
Previous thinking has made this thought something I aimed to always have and a goal to achieve 
Now learning I can just be present 
Without inundating my thought space 
Future tripping on
My past, neglecting my present 
Inevitably continuing this cycle until when?
There is nothing left of me or my thought space is miraculously empty?
I'm not in control of what life has planned for me
But my thoughts they are mine, except sometimes I am not sure what version they are of me
Ultimately, they are mine sometimes just not the current me
So I'm learning to teach my brain to recognize past versions and present ones regarding my thoughts and their escape from my thought space and skin cave
Its challenging
I wore many masks in my past 
Some seem to have more than the last
They seem to always lack one thing
It's the presence of silence and just letting things be. This is progress for me
Acknowledging, I am the problem but also the key
Is a mind-blowing realization
I'm happy has finally come to me
Form: Rhyme


Moments

Moments 
By Michelle Morris
13/04/2021 

It's in the lonely moments that a single parent has alone in the dark at night, 
After another long day of making it through this challenging life; 
Of getting kids to school and to jobs to earn a wage; 
Of putting food on the table and doing homework for all ages...

It's in the frantic moments of children who have trauma and fevers, 
Who skin their knees and hide their pain from bullies and meanies;
Of social minefields in every direction, 
Confusion in the media, hurtful intentions... 

It's in every way and every day that parents and children go about survival; 
Of refugee camps and night time lamps, studying to get educational freedom; 
Of moving homes and unsettled norms, and people displaced by war; 
So many lives put on hold or destroyed because of human fears...

And then we stop and see a butterfly flit daintily around some dandelions, and instead of seeing a weed in the dirt, 
We make a wish on these blessed flowers...

© Michelle Morris, 2021

Premium Member Why Not Win Over AI Challenges

Artificial intelligence of technological prevalence
Blessing it is, and beautiful, when beheld for its beneficial presence…

Challenging authentic intellectual quest
Driving and directing tenacious mindfulness-zest…

Elevating real wisdom toward discrete use
Failing to surpass sincerity of earnest poetic muse…

Good is its impact along God-blest economic worth
Hoisting income mobility against financial dearth…

Influencing globally for progress and development
Just let us be consciously aware that such is the trend at the moment… 

Kindling authentic prudence along kindness of sincere might
Love of human heart is AI's lack especially if self-interest takes flight.

Many are the flaws of AI; but facing its imperfection with wisdom*
Nurtures beauty in seeing it along perspective of academic freedom.

Proverbs 9:10 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Yes Day

Our lives are so filled with negatives that we often forget about the positives.
We have convinced ourselves that bad news sells, and the good news is a side story at best.                                       

As parents, we love our children dearly, but we tend to skill them in the art of negativity. We think that we are more experienced and know what is in the best interest of our loved ones. We tend to forget that our children are fearless and innocent, and we are scared and guilty as charged.

Returning to our car from shopping with my daughter, unexpectedly she said to me, “Daddy, it seems you always say no.  Why don’t we create a day where you say yes”.  I had never heard of such a day, but I told her that I thought it was a good idea to try.  I do not remember my first “Yes” of the “Yes Day”, but I doubt that she was shy about the things that she wanted to happen.  

Yes, I do remember experimenting with “Yes Day”,  but I am rather certain that the day didn’t last for long.  She must have thought, “This must be heaven”, and I must have thought, “This must be wrong”.

My little girl was 11 or 12 when she made such a challenging suggestion to me, and I shall never forget that day as we walked down the street together from the Sears store in San Francisco.

No.  I never succeeded in having a complete “Yes Day”, but my little Pam taught me a valuable lesson.  Sometimes, when my loved ones are thinking or expecting a “No”, I will surprise them with a “Yes”

No, I do not say “Yes” as often as I would like, but “Yes” is on my tongue        a little bit more. It’s simply because my little girl showed me nearly 30 years ago a little bit more of what we are living for.

07192007 PS Contest, Out Of The Box, Neumann

Premium Member Not Be Afraid To Marry

Not Be Afraid to Marry

Marriage is more than human institution
Of course, there is a natural attraction that leads 
A man and woman to marry and have children
Genesis 2:18-24 shows that marriage between man and woman 
Has been part of God’s design from the beginning
This good news for married people and those contemplating marriage
Pope Francis told young people
“Do not be afraid to marry”
Because such relationships are part of divine plan
God will bless and help them
Marriage and raising children today are challenging
And, at times painfully difficult
But God will not abandon you
Married couples ought to pray daily and trust divine grace
God will be with you in good times and in bad

He Wore a Mask Not To Be Recognized

WE HEARD HIM SAY"
The Peolpe Will make him a DRAW!

"They read off names of
guys liklyto replace him
and he just sat thre like nothing was wrong.
muscle men
Rich men
Crafty cagey men
more atheletic men
Phyc gimmicky men

if he losses he'll
get booged and brawled
out wrested and pumpled
he'll stand tall and will cheat
and be seen as crafty until
he gets his bearings.
he'll redefind the term
Champion.
People shoul invite this guy
to there promotion and give him trophy's.
The day he loses the title
all those guys can stand
and claim him as
the World champion.
It's a two handled paddle it flips
to the handlers favor.
people will become legends by challenging him.
And he won't ever get the
recognition he deserves.
Trophy this guy up in the independents
and give wrestling fans there real champion!"
Form: Ballade

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