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Beseeching for assured welfare
ailing with discontentment stare
cleaving to divine promises I treat as rare
while earnestly wanting to share…
My soul seeks God Who meets me with all His care!
Gripped by angst of insecurity, sighing anxiously
expressing complaints sorrowfully
murmuring about unfairness grudgingly
while questioning my state bitterly…
My mind yields to God Who counsels me compassionately!
Struggling against frustration
succumbing to sinfulness’ oppression
leaning toward welcoming desperation
while craving for serene restoration…
My heart clings to Who God grants me pardon’s sanctification!
Cringing in difficulty
mourning over self-inflicted calamity
grieving because of worldliness-caused infirmity
while yearning for His joy and tranquility…
My spirit beseeches God Who helps me attain servanthood maturity!
Afflicted* by guilt of fruitlessness’ blight
so weary in persevering for triumphant flight
magnified by seemingly worthless fight
while wallowing in self-inflicted futility plight…
My faith finds succor* in God Who upholds me with His might!
*Psalm 140:12 I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor.
August 10, 2020
2nd place "INFLICTIONS" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 8/15/2020.
A letter arrived in my mail - two lines -
From someone in a very distant past,
Like a faded dream in my existence,
Like an aching happiness,
always remained in the heart,
A friend, I didn’t see for decades,
but felt the presence, no matter what.
Those two lines brought everlasting memories,
Like the resounding waves from the immense ocean,
Reminiscences of amazing days,
recollections of unforgettable moments.
Minutes passed, hours, and an entire day,
My mind was occupied with one thought -
of an unconditional Love.
My past, a different era,
surrounded by illusions,
restrictions blocking judgement,
I let go the ultimate truth of my life,
my oasis,
Blinded by unexpressed emotions,
Following a mirage,
Life stopped.
Years and years of separation,
Now those two lines made all the sense,
From the depth of my heart,
A creeper-like craving emanated ~
a yearning I could not deny ~
And so I wrote ...in reply,
A Poem.
October 11, 2020
For "and so I wrote a poem" Premiere Poetry Contest (Placed 6th)
Sponsor: John Lawless
Wherefore wanders my soul
Hither and yonder wanders my heart
All around wander my eyes
Relentlessly wanders my mind.
Bestowed with a heart
Fate has given me longing
for the love yet unknown,
My thoughts reach for the realm yonder…
How many dreams must I squander?
My eyes await divine manifestation…
Gray clouds obscure my trail,
How did my soul fall astray
craving for the blessed abode?
Wonder why I am made to wander
from the mountains high
down to the low grassy plains
forever through eternity
roam I, the solitary wanderer.
~08/16/18
~"Pick a Theme" contest
by Viv Wigley
Reasons you might be a serial killer
-all your lampshades are made from human skin
-all 3 of your chainsaws are always fully fuelled
-your wallpapers is hundreds of pictures of a rocking horse ridden by a gorilla
-you live in the basement of the asylum with all your ex therapists
Not to do with the poem but could zombies smile
Normally I would bait your breath
was craving some razor clams
eat them sitting in the elm tree
at the end of nightmare street
Misses V
Never played hockey but plenty of masks
Hand me a ball
Don’t give me no lectures
Shut it you shoop
Working to play
Slicing J ack with an axe shines amazingly
Mire mire as I take the mic
Hello from between
-you consider attempted murder is a fail
-your closets are made from skeletons
I mean how terrifying would that be a smiling zombie
-you can’t get your frozen peas in the fridge for heads
-your living room has meat hooks hanging from the ceiling
Who’s the creep in the jeep
Screamed at the ghost as it faced me
-Chuck me that doll let us be good friends
Without the why where would the s and k be
Spring may heal but who gives a jack
-your pets are buried in layers
-all your poetry starts with the word kill
-saw John he said to shut your trap
Random occurrence has left me bewildered,
dazed in amazement…night upon day
as I eat, as I am and as I lay,
my body is filled with butterflies.
All that is now of the nothingness that was,
unexplained from mundane to the insane,
like a filmstrip on its wheel ticking round
to the sound of a heartbeat.
Energy’s heat eats up my words…
Devoured by interest into that place between spaces,
we collide in a spectrum of two shared minds.
We hide behind our grey cloaks like clockwork
afraid of the black and white of our time,
craving existence of sublime.
A whole world wraps around your life
as if it has been with you before.
A brilliant light through autumn’s door,
with magical colours in constant clashing
unexpected…unexplored.
As you are in your world and I am in mine,
my thoughts travel across time.
Passed buildings, oceans and rolling hills
and finds you there in your solitude
like the breath of fresh air…
I am captivated by you.
Form:
Certified vegan;
Non-GMO Project Verified;
Free of dairy, lactose, soy, and gluten.
The consistency of vanilla
creamy and luxurious,
without a speck of iciness,
yet not overly heavy.
The flavor rich
with notable burst of sweet vanilla.
Said comestible insanely versatile
and will surely be a go to dairy-free ice cream.
Sold at LIDL, and other sites
ourselves former first time taste testers
erred on the side of caution
and bought in quantity
courtesy the missus foresight,
who now deems said food product
more precious than fine spun gold.
Pint size container only ample enough
to buzzfeed temporary craving,
yet invariably whets appetite
(to the power of googleplex)
for insatiable consumption,
thus one must thwart willpower
and surrender tastebuds to devour
one after another 473 milliliters
or more familiarly 16 ounces.
No matter yours truly could consume
aforementioned dessert
for breakfast, lunch, and supper,
the novelty to savor said special treat
would remain as intact
and robust as if one tasted
SO DELICIOUS product for first time.
I never tire scooping out
one after another spoonful
and slowly lick globule
(even when marginally hungry)
relishing each tongueful lickety split
steeling myself against
aggressive depredations of wife
before she ferociously lunges
toward me in a futile attempt
to wrest delectable mouthwatering
(just a hairbreadth of being decadent)
foodstuff guaranteeing happy shiny tummy.
Go ahead indulge sweet tooth
or even if toothless
the culinary quasi oral pleasure
can still be experienced.
Burning,
a furnace in my chest,
a fire for life,
a relentless quest.
Craving,
the taste of truth,
the sting of the real,
a soul in motion,
a spirit unsealed.
Raging,
against the lies,
the whispers that deceive,
a warrior's heart,
a spirit that won't grieve.
Shattered,
by broken vows,
by dreams that turn to dust,
but still, I rise,
a soul I must trust.
Yearning,
for a true love,
a passion that burns bright,
an untamed love,
a love that takes flight.
Searching,
for meaning, for grace,
a yet unknown path,
a purpose to embrace,
a heart made of stone.
Fighting,
against the darkness,
the shadows that creep in,
a warrior's spirit,
a fire that will win.
Embracing,
the pain, the loss, the fear,
the echoes of what was,
a heart that's held dear,
a soul that will not pause.
Living,
with every breath,
every beat of my heart,
a force of nature,
a work of art.
Energy,
for life, love, pain,
a soul that will not break,
a spirit that will reign.
The mere thought of you
makes my heart speak
I reach for you with no memory
of ever being without you
my mind wander within this space
my soul's a galaxy of your haze
replacing the gentle hues
with a magnificent enrichment
craving my inner most thought
I'm tangled in you manhood
gathering life's essence desiring
man embracing the warmness
of your touch the melancholy rapture
gazing over forgiveness capturing
acceptance loving you just as you are
change nothing in my sight
for I may be driven to explore
other shores preoccupied by your
masculine energy mastering
this son of man son of god
moving over the tyrannies
of haste morbidly leaving me
in ah the purity of our passion
tainted only by time the vintage
wines bestowing my beauty
soothing every line from the
nape of my neck to the small
of my back the silkiness of my legs
the sculpture of your ribs the form
of your arms around my waist
I shiver and quake patiently
awaiting your arrival opening
my sensual self above the hidden
moon as clouds fill the heavenly sky
I search for you always by and by
written by Mrs. Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
February 22 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 26-27
Key Verse– Numbers 26:1 And it came to pass after the plague, that the LORD spake unto Moses…
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO SHIELDS US FROM PLAGUES
Praise be to God for shielding us from plagues as we:
Confess our sinfulness, pleading sincerely
Commit our lives to Him, pleasing Him along our service
Converse to Him in prayer with our supplication
Choose to praise Him midst sanctification
Cling to Him and His powerful strength
Numbers 26:9 Praise be to the Lord for admonishing us
not to strive against Him by:
Displeasing Him with our perversions
Defying His precepts
Doubting His promises
Deriding His providence
Downgrading His provisions
Numbers 27:14 Praise be to the Saviour Who checks us
so we should not rebel against His commandments while:
Complaining about our situation
Cursing our status
Clamoring for self-sufficiency
Craving along selfishness
Continuing in our slothfulness. Amen.
February 22, 2024
“The melody of love resonates in eternity” - Quote by poet
The vivacious incandescent longing buoyant,
spreads the spectrum of yearning in the fervent skies.
Spring-soaked beguiled brush passionately paints to enchant
my heart’s canvas portraying the chromatic craving, life descries.
In the cracked cinnamon ground parched to the core,
mist of my desert desolation pervades sneaking in the sly
within the faded veins of the fragile fallen leaves galore,
echoing the evergreen hymn of hope in their rustling sigh.
The eyes weep unseen tears in a torrent within,
fill the fathomless cauldron of pining pathos undefined.
The remnant essence in cacophony of life remains out of din
in the thicket of the eroded banks of the river called mind.
The symphony of desire with cascading cadence waits to start,
as the whistling zephyr flows from the plateau dainty,
makes ripples of melody in the lilac lake of heart,
pulsating with the eclectic tune of perpetual ecstasy.