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One is a nameless ANGEL who appeared to the shepherds.
He was later accompanied by a host of other nameless ANGELS.
Another ANGEL appeared to Joseph on three different occasions.
The first ANGELIC appearance to Joseph was before the birth of Jesus.
Secondly, Joseph was warned by the ANGEL to flee to Egypt to save
the life of Jesus. Thirdly, the ANGEL commanded Joseph to return to
Judea because it was then safe to do so. I feel certain that all ANGELS
have names, but to us nearly all are nameless.
Although Gabriel and Michael are well-known ANGELS, all ANGELS
have responsibilities and important jobs to perform. Gabriel was assigned
to the Virgin Mary and also to Zacharias. We don't know why, but the wise
men were led, not by ANGELS, but by a star, and later communicated to,
not by ANGELS, but in their dream. May we mortals have no vote in the ways
and means of God's communicative methods. May God speak to us in His own way. May this Christmas ring loudly with the voice of God through Christ.
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I write because:
Awesome God Almighty allows my communicative ability
Boundless is His grace that brings out muse that's blest
Creativity He endows to keep poetic heart to compose
Driven along determination, desire and devotion
Empowered by biblical truth of compassion's expression...
Indeed, I keep on writing since:
Faithful is Christ Who fuels me for freedom-fulfillment
Graciously gripping my soul along poetry-gearing
Hoisted toward help, health and hopefulness glow
Ignited, invigorated to share divine inspiration
Joyously exposing gratefulness’ jubilation.
Yes, I strive to be the writer* God wants me to be for:
Kindness of the Saviour keeps me poetically kindled
Love He gives for all I aim to declare with His grant of eternal life…
May my writing ministry exalt Him midst prayer-might
Nourished by His guiding wisdom for spiritual nurture
Offering peace and bliss upon rhymes as well as verses’ optimization.
*Psalm 45:1 My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
August 31, 2022
3rd place, "I write because" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon; judged on 9/13/2022.
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Emanating out of the fantasy fountain of imagination
The torrent of words flows with the streams of elation
Ripples as poems with the rhapsodic rhythm of heart
Yearning to become poignant pieces of reflective art.
Sensual poetic exuberance envelopes the satiated soul
Permits the muse to get eloquent under lyrical control
Unperturbed by the cacophony of the mundane disarray
Perceives bliss in rhyming journey out of dismal dismay
A genial platform for new poets to make a mark that glares
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Powerful! Such is poetry at work…
Oh!!! So overwhelming at its best
Earnest in its evocative essence
True to its communicative trademark
Revealing realities, ready for responses
Yes; verily mighty… stirring you and me.
Precious as a gem, priceless is poetry’s wisdom
Open to all; offering avenues for self-expression
Empathy-laden; examines as it edifies inner being
Tool more than a tongue; touches heart’s verities
Reliever of soul’s angst; reckoning expert
Yonder hope’s anchor; yesterday’s re-liver.
Praise to God is what my poetry proclaims
Overtaken with His blessings, I ought His grace declare
Exalting Him, extolling His goodness constantly
Testifying about His love, unconditional and wondrous
Reporting thru verses, recording by stanzas His greatness…
Yielded am I to Him, my faith’s Author* Whom I live for!
*Hebrews 12:2 “Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith…”
February 22, 2019
1st place, "Poetry and ME" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 2/28/2019.
The perception that marriage is lack of connected with "craziness"
Empathy, and Unresolved Conflicts
Poor communications and the lack of effective communicative skills
and the constant influences of others can cause a relationship to fail
She wished to stand out front of the crowd by impressing her friends,
she had been unfaithful to all those she had afflictions with and when
she meet a stranger she said she had been blessed now she was able to
leave all the others alone and start new with the guy she had just meet...
Negative interaction developed days after she told her new male friend
that she was pregnant and he was the father: they celebrated happily and smiled before the world as they had planned to marry: she said that these
had been the happiest four months of her life: but when they went to the doctor the doctor said she was six months pregnant. Well the guy told her that he could not be the father due to the time frame. She told him she was only four months pregnant to just stick around and see. Well he did, and three months later a beautiful daughter emerged, and he packed up and left. He detached from the craziness, and found someone who loved him without the need of involving many people to make a spectacle of oneself and others.
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R.U.Wittol Bedsweaver
"Were We Say Yeah Right"
Fast as an atomic banshee, he roils sacred halls
of White House clutches levers with brass balls
American powers remain unrestrained when he calls
Armada to exorcise imagine aery dragons,
he inarticulately falls
non-communicative, faux eruditely generative,
and heartily galls
toward this introspective kickstarter male,
and most likely others he appalls.
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My inner guru hankers to share voice
amidst increasing din
and clamors in reaction to insidious machinations fin
hushed via Machiavellian offal prince,
who unleashes clout with Cheshire grin
unconcerned about population, chaste,
from their wells Fargo wing.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Most every citizen banker, and kin
stared down vis a vis fierce-some intimations
catapult escalating, spin
laughing at rigged voting outlook
gratefully inflicts populace with monstrous win
doomsday soldiers -
art of the deal book not writ by said urchin.
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Though regularly affiliated with top notch
kudos to virtual soapbox platform
re: all poetry to express Bing averse
toward ill feted Barron settlement
of United States government tossed like scotch
on thar hocks, thus an uneasy angst
also invisibly grabs me by the crotch
cuz das Trump power monger,
I fear rubric of democracy, he will botch!
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This poem alternately titled -
harbinger of political debacle wolf find antipode
where toxic brew at crack of 12 a.m.
January 20th 2017 doth bode
doctored pregnant swollen tidal anarchistic military toad
deeds sheepishly shape into battalions
in tandem - fraternal order of police erode
Civilian protesters unite with ordinary citizen bankers
crowdsource sing metallic ca clash to goad
Form:
My witchy teardrops, dandelion oil, mystical, magickal dust
Faerie Tales, cockatiels, sandwiched between rusted trust
Of movie reels, bootlegged steals, cyber-world, & for reals
Myself as a wild-child & lonely found you across the sea
At the time you didn't know that soon you'd be her final reason to breathe
And you'd be her reason to believe
You'd crack the door to your heart, & then slam it when I was near
You liked to lock up the most attractive parts of you because of your simplistic, insecure fears
I wasn't allowed to be welcomed into your heart for years & years
I'd get too close & once more, you'd slam the door yet again
If you felt out of control of your environment - then nobody can possibly win
You're mad at me for the lack of interaction - but attempting to interact with a workaholic will never yield compromise-able satisfaction
In my experience with you, it always held an unpredictable, bottled-up reaction
Instead of cuddling, smoking, & just relaxin'
This non-communicative, Scorpio, an eloquent, self-confessed introvert would always stay deeply immersed in your work
Never really gave an attentive chance
Even through our initial, fiery romance
You seldom got to experience my mind & body both - like rhythmic, melodious smoke
The worst time for us to be together back then
But something told you that we were worth sacrificing the work we put in for many years being metaverse friends
That was a roll of the die I didn't want to try
We'd have to sacrifice all the time spent, or end up simply saying our goodbyes
With a fondness of life,
jest and pleasure
You’re a lover
of unmeasurable attention as ever
In the third sign of the zodiac
known for storytellers
Of elements Fire and Air,
masculine considered
Diurnal or day orientated,
Physically or mentally related
Primarily focusing
on spirituality and activity
Being adaptable, eloquent,
versatile and lively
Youthful, witty, logical,
spontaneous, communicative;
All thes bing positive traits
are held back by the negative
For you’re changeable, inconsisatent,
cunning, nervous and inquisitive
Restless, superficial,tense
and gossip – well you’re talkative
You hate to be stuck in a rut,
or being left alone
Love novelty, variety,
anything unusual or unknown
Working multiple projects at a time
you’re addicted
Disliking mental action, conventional learning,m
being restricted
Gemini’s inclined to direct energies
into the world around them
Anatomy – rules arms, shoulders,
lungs and nervous system
A strive to learn persevearance
and culture depth
Subjects are lovers of language,
poets, bard, or wordsmiths
Rampancy is AI's path to gaining humanity, don't let it happen to you.
Viruses of rampancy, people of complacency
artificial stupidity and tendency of reliency
Power of data trumping over human concurrency
supraventricular electrical impulses, non-consistency !
Keypad touch, mobile infancy absorbing frequency
we are lost in the path of dependency
A colony of monotonous beings, unilateral efficiency
communicative only on screen the act of flippancy
The soul and heart of us have lost their tendency
to communicate with word proficiency
We have become sedentary, lost in robotic Influency
and our cel phone is a continuous absorbency
Don't let this artificial world cause you despondency
your spirit is in an urgent state of emergency
Unplug, go meet nature and lose your dependency
talk to one another and give computers less occupancy.
Do you want to meet in this poem
The unique man who has no boredom
He cooperates with all
In the summer winter and fall
His friendly gestures are indeed wholesome
Close by the seashore he wanders though
Rising from the sea where the breezes blow
He hates the gray boredom
He loves the pink freedom
Looking at the sea his eyes in the brilliance glow
Wearing a blue shirt of poetry
Lends his hand to everybody
Large medium or small
In the slum or hall
In his heart resides a scarlet harmony
Whenever you call him come swim with me
With laughter he will readily agree
With a love and affection
Will lead you into the ocean
Wherever he goes he builds a community
Whether you are a friend or an alien
With the communicative eyes are spun
The intimate friendship
As tender as the palm leaf
Ready to blossom in a crimson cooperation
He is the warm friend Robinson
An enemy he considers no one
In the ocean moonlit
He is the playful spirit
Giving everybody a sound protection
Most of his time he passes in the sea
The trusted friend to you and me
The strength of the breakers
The creator of colours
With him and his family I am in a pink spree
I came to know him a month before only
Yesterday when a man called him loudly
Dolphin, Dolphin, Hey
A tremor in my bouquet
Hello, he responded proudly
A dolphin looks from the seashore
The lyrics bloom in the rapport
Two dolphins handsome
The blossoming guitars strum
They hug each other and float a blue corridor
February 12, 2018
Dolphins - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver