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Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord.
Praise ye the Lord. Psalm 150:6
Wrens, praying, huddling together
Unfolding their quiet dramas,
Listening to the songs coloring each dream,
Blessing away the shadows,
With joy that breathes sweetest relief,
A sweetness that comes from seeing
Past the sorrows, glimpsing
Wonders that only come to those who can see
His love is alive and He’s living inside,
Where the truth cannot hide - He is light
He is fire, He is the wonderful that will never expire.
Gentlest moon, hesitating
Glowing softly in a star kissed sky,
Inviting the music – a song, a new life
Leaving joy with each tear, singing grace
Through every note, each light, every year
He reminds me why I am alive, why I survived
When the storm tried to torment with
Suffering, anguish, troubling as a plague
Unseen, but crying, mourning,
Erasing the music that comes to those who believe
He is who He says He is, despite the grief,
Despite the darkest grief.
Cardinals in scarlet cloaks,
Feast on the worms who rise up,
From soaked earth, where time has born
Reminders that dread is never worn
On the backs of souls who have sworn
To see through their fears,
To silence their tears,
To listen – through the years…
Wherever I go, I hope God will know
My plan is to always believe
Despite those times when I grieve,
To hear His instructions, His scriptures,
His loving voice, silencing the darkness,
Inspiring my heart to hear
What is meant for only my ear,
The sea of sincerity, the soothing,
The soul who’ll forever cling to Him,
Believing, agreeing, seeing…
He holds the whole meaning
To my life’s being, my breathing
He is the reason I can know
My very heart, my very soul
Are meant to pray and praise –
I’m meant to worship Him all my days,
In every way, through all I say –
I’ll forever pray that I find a way
To show Him this love that never fades,
This love that was birthed by His embrace,
This love that stirs hope and faith,
Assurance that He is my heart’s greatest grace!
This very minute,I will write end
at the bottom of my last song;
it's better to cry more tears
than hanging on on silly fears!
Only once we screamed in passion,
then we grew further apart;
we saw the beautiful sunset,
now we see an ugly sunrise,
and it hurts more to realize
that I've been wrong twice...
and there's no hope for redemption!
I was drawn to you by a strong need,
throwing away my chance with others;
the only sunlight I saw was in you alone...
my quick downfall didn't take that long!
You talked kindly and sweetly,
coloring my big dreams brightly...
taking me to the bluest sky
that a lover could ever see;
I soared with you...just feeling happy,
not thinking I looked through the eyes
of an unsuspecting and deceived fool...
winding with the speed of a spool!
I will write end
with the sadness of a betrayed heart,
breaking down...to fill up
the banks of an empty river;
I will write end
to never remember you ever loved me,
or were a part of my existence...
your memory will disappear in an instant!
In hues of love, like a silence
Flowing through rich, vibrant hearts
Appearing to smile, like secrets
Erasing every darkness with faith
Enduring even the heartless, with hope
Who knows the spirit of love, the
Soul who is light, reflecting in the air
Grace who believes – His way
Is the way toward our greatest peace
His way – is the way
Faith and sweetest intimacy
With the Creator, the Maker
Who brought tenderness, gentling
The darkness with starlight shimmering
Through the oaks and elms,
Spoiling shadows with laughter,
Serenity that abides in dreams,
Coloring the quiet, tones of truth,
Arising from the fires, burning
Away temptation and stirring the promises
Edged with salvation’s assurance
The wisdom that comes from knowing
His way – is the way to glory, to gaining
The hope that comes from believing
In a God who is alive and revealing
Love that never ends, love that always
Fulfills each need with compassion
In dusty, faded caresses
Affection grows, giving the thoughts
Promises to kiss away doubt,
Free the broken and heal every fear
Wiping away every…
Silent pain, screaming…,
With assurance that this love
…. This love is so very real!
Pick-A-Title, Vol 33 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Title Chosen: 3.) Silent Pain, Screaming
November 13, 2022
Day coloring
wheel
of precision
giving earth
new gown
each season
brushed over
by heart
capricious
set in motion
by words
of emotions
what's spring
with colors
and songs
to a heart
bereaving
a loss
or winter
iced silence
grey clouds
to a heart
with passion
on fire
love rises
like dawn
in the morning
with rosy
expectations
day coloring
then rain
unexpectedly
starts falling
and winds
from nowhere
start blowing
with thunder
of anger
and lightning
in arms
of delusion
heart plunging
on faith old stump
new budding
like seasons of year
life recycling
green fields
of emotions
new joy
for a fifth
new season
of love
Fifth Place Winner- Brian Strand-1459 New Poem Premiere-4/3/26
Inspirations falling down
Like stardust kisses
In vibrant mahogany and gold
Bold, flaming whispers
September’s soothing calm
Sharing tender serenity
With the cool joy of dawn
Imaginations coloring hearts
Like flamboyant September skies
Laughing lights in the eyes
Singing melancholic poetry
Into the moonlit night
Trembling with soft sensations
Prickling silence through zephyr
Illuminations touch the soul
Like miracles falling, exciting, alive
Beckoning spirits to listen, to hear
The freedom found in a teardrop
Melting away the darkness
Praising the One who brings life
With September’s breath of serenity
Immortalizing September’s love
Like the throbbing of rainfall’s thought
Beating away all the dirty and wrong
Baptizing dreams in flavors of belief
Awakening minds to a flow of motivation
Sighing like leaves as they tumble down
Stirring revelations without a sound
Illustriously the harmonious
September murmurs of Autumn
Who mesmerizes the shadows
With glowing joys of fulfillment
Praising, praying, penetrating
Every emotion with goodness
Kindness poured from heaven
September is the crisp, cool touch
Preparing us for the gentle grace
That Autumn shares with such affection
September is the color of acceptance
The manner of mercy and blessing
The hope that longs to be known
The sanctification of other month’s goals
September is hope for harvest blessings!
Sweet September – I’ll never forget her
Hello September Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose
September 12, 2021
This man tired of seeing everyday
The pink sun rise and the crimson sun set to his dismay
Felt always that time tore away
His life’s green leaves when it crept past him
Decided to capture time
Which he thought flied on wings of butterfly
On its wings of ordained design, motif of enigmatic symmetry
Over the yellow field of swinging mustered plants
Across the blue hills yonder to the timeless hazy horizon distant.
He ran through the blooming field in his twilight hours
Searching the prime petals of the yellow flower
For the butterfly in case it had landed there
So he could catch time, it won’t then fly away
He would decide when the sun should rise, how long it should stay
Before the night emerged from the edge of the day
When he could dream the dreams as long as he wanted.
Out of his sight the butterfly flew
He can’t catch it, he knew
Impatience in him gradually grew
He ran up the hill
With the hope in him still
To start the search anew.
The sunset colors bursting through the horizon haze
Flooded his eyes, he was in a state of daze
Felt the present burning in a blaze
His mind went back to the past
Where he saw integrity disintegrated
Intolerance intensified, falsehood focused
Betrayal bloated, mask manufactured
All melted in his eyes in tears
He saw the butterfly fly away and disappear
Beyond the twilight horizon far.
He started running downhill in pursuit of the present
Slipped on his tears, fell free on stark reality in an instant.
The butterfly flew away coloring his mind
He was captured by time it left behind.
March 11, 2018.
We loaded up for a Sunday drive
The Ozark Mountains were alive
Wild dogwoods of pink and white
Every shade of green in sight
Blooming jonquils and daffodils
Woodpeckers, blue jays, and whippoorwills
Even though the painting was unfinished
Nature's bounty was being replenished
On switchback mountain roads
Past gray bluffs where eagles abode
A long slow roller coaster ride
With buzzards feeding alongside
Headed to our favorite place
A canyon God's finger had traced
Where echos and memories yearn
Friendly fires cleanse and burn
The raccoons, the skunks and the deer
Cared less that we were here
A nervous lizard escorted us to the creek
Clear running ice water froze our feet
A white misty blanket of fog
Spread out for the picnicking frogs
The rocks played a gurgling tune
In the middle of Mother Nature's bedroom
Sitting under a cottonwood tree
It all comes back to me
Generations of family laughter
Roaring in the treetop rafters
I saw an old man with his two sons
In shadowed waters catching crawdads for fun
My children's voices heard in the wind
As they both were learning to swim
I started coming here at age five
We've camped here hundreds of times
Back then this water was deeper
Each year the stream grows weaker
But time's wind blows no weather vane
All around memories remain
I come here a lot to look
And color in my life's coloring book
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
Shine Your light down
On our souls, our dreams
Show us the way to go
To the right or left?
North or south?
During day or night?
Shine Your light down
Across our spirits
Reflect Your beauty
On our hearts, our love
Share Your joy,
Allow us to bring You
Glory upon glory
Raise Your hand
And bless us, dear Lord
Bless our lives with inspiration
Insight into the love
That pours out from above
Caressing our lives
With wonder upon wonder
A music that is alive
With serenity and soothing
Notes of praise, a psalm
A prayer for grace
Shine Your light down
Sweet Jesus,
Glow upon our soul
Pour your elation out across
Our life, relieving strife
Coloring the moments
In hues of mercy and hope
Wisdom that comes alive
Shines brighter than the sun
Heavy with its delight
Its radiant flame so bright
It erases every shadow
Of pain and sadness
Promises to bring happiness
That will never fade
Pour out your blessings,
Dear God, dear Father
Pour them down like rain
Soothing away the darkness
And caressing the soul
With Your unending grace
Bless us, sweet Lord
And assure our souls
That Your love will
Never grow old
We praise You, dear Lord
You are the One we will always adore!
Children of today gripe and grouse.
Refuse to memorize their multiplication tables.
Why? When we can use the internet to find them?
They do not want to learn to spell either.
They do not care about deciphering two, to or too.
They do not want to be bothered distinguishing hale or hail.
Principal or Principle? Capitol or capital?
Ha! They laugh at such silliness.
Coloring sheets are complete in three seconds.
They do not believe in staying in the lines.
They scribble right over them. They want to finish first.
Weird considering, we used to spend a week making valentine boxes
And we LOVED it.
Holy prayers
Shine light from above
Sacred grace
Falling soft on the heart
As angels fly
Wings breathing satisfaction
Heavenly promises
Sing silent and warm
Throbbing revelations
Coloring the spirit
In a vision of sweet joy
As angels smile
Wings beckoning, fearless
Beautiful feelings
Bound in faith
Pour over the spirit
Who knows the way
To glory, love
Is found in the One
Who angels
Call upon with dreams
Wings vibrating, peace
Like a stardust wonder
Faith silences
The darkness, the thunder
Gentling wild hearts
With praise
Longings from voices
Courageous,
Sensing the compassion
Breathless angels
Phenomenon
Wings bent in prayer
Wings, powerful and sure
Vow to God
Then take up the flight
To worship in truth
Adoration and devotion
With respect
That will last forever
Angels admire
With wings of reverence
This or That, Vol 10 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Theme: "The Rudiments of Wings"
February 28, 2022