Long December 09 Poems
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December 9 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Ephesians 1-3
Key Verse – Ephesians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ.
FAITH IN GOD WHO BLESSES US ABUNDANTLY
God blesses us abundantly according to the Scriptures
For Biblical servanthood gestures
While we feast in His provisions’ pastures
And trust Him along faith-driven adventures.
God blesses us abundantly by the Holy Spirit
For our fellowship with Him along His grand merit
While we do His will with His Word’s wit
And follow Him along faith-guided journey to where He wants us fit.
God blesses us abundantly with divine zeal
For ministry-labour along His compassion’s deal
While we involve in His church of Great Commission’s seal
And call unto Him along faith-propped prayer, as we kneel.
God blesses us abundantly toward righteousness
For the increase of good works’ faithfulness
While we shine in His light’s brightness
And testify for Him along His faith-upheld steadfastness.
God blesses us abundantly upon heavenly values
For the manifestation of Christ-like virtues
While we walk on His paths of truth-avenues
And cleave unto Him along faith-increased trust, not hopelessly anxious.
God blesses us abundantly in making a great difference
For the exaltation of His name midst worldliness’ interference
While we choose divine standards’ preference
And please Him along faith-anchored practice by His statutes’ reference.
God blesses us abundantly through His sovereign authority
For jubilant soulwinning of wholehearted sincerity
While we do our discipleship-duty by His mercy’s bounty
And submit to Him along faith-moved praise worship now till eternity.
December 9, 2025
(Free Verse)
Take time to see around you
So much that we take for granted
We all miss those little things
Which mean much more in life
We blindly make our way sometimes
Not knowing where we are
Not knowing for sure how or when to stop
Or what at the end of the rainbow waits for us
Most of the time the world seems,
For us such a confusing and lonely place
We want so much more all the time
Than what in the present we might have
Things come and go with the speed of time
Rushing and groaning the days are drifting by
Adept the fingers of time never pause for a moment
In time leafing continual pages of joys and of…sorrows
We should learn to stop for a moment
From our very busy lives and take a look around
And really see what we might be missing all the time
Everyday of our lives when we're in pursue of other things
We should learn to stop for a moment
And really smell the roses that are paved in our way
To stop for a moment and appreciate everybody
That God had given us to love and care everyday
The world spins around and never stops,
For you and me things may not be always right
Always something missing always something lacking
Out of life, in the distance we hear the peals of laughs
Smiles leave reflections clamoring for much more
Much more than what we perceive and seek
Chained up by days and more days
We follow right behind scratching for more air
But the world never stops for you and me
It will never stop for you and me
And never had stopped before for no one
And you know very well that it will never will
So make the best of what you now have
Breathe deep and never stop dreaming
Because dreams have a way of coming true
If you persist and never give up and be true to yourself.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
aka ladylove
copyright@2005
December,9,2014
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Rudolph
Images ...
Snow
Toboggining ~
Mistletoe
Adventures ...
Skiing
Joy
On
Yuletide
Wintertime
Icy
Tidings ~
Happy
Frozen ...
And
Merry
Indoor
Lights ~
Yulelog
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December 09, 2022
Poetry/Acrostic/Christmas Joy With Family
Copyright Protected, ID 12-1507-649-09
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Christmas
sponsor, Bobby May, Judged 12/15/2022
First Place
(Free Verse)
I never believed before,that dreams came true,
Part of me never believed, in such a fairy tales,
But then as time passes, and leaves behind me all its marks...
It's for so many years,now,thatI've learned, that nothing is impossible after all...
If you just stop for a moment and open up your heart,
Your mind will follow through, right behind,once you make that choice,
And desires will materialize, somehow, all your dreams,with sweetness;
And rekindle,with so much fire,again as never before, all your soul...
So then, believe! and grab your dreams, and never once stop believing,
'Cause, that's what really keeps us moving,and makes us come alive and much... stronger,
Open up your heart and all your mind,at least a little bit,and give yourself another chance...
That the window that you open now,will give you sooner or later, in time,another reason,to survive.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
aka ladylove
copyright@2005
December,09,2014
a north snowy owl
hunts a windswept field for prey ...
cat like yellow eyes
thick heavy feathers
the snowy owl is watchful ...
low raspy hoot hoot
on a branch preening
the snowy owl flutters wings ...
solitary life
rotating his head
the snowy owl is regal ...
a quiet flyer
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December 09, 2022
Poetry/Haiku/snowy owl
Copyright Protected, ID 12-1507-615-09
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, 2022 Poetry Marathon, Mile 22
sponsor, Mark Toney, Judged 12/14/2022
December 9 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Hebrews 11
Key Verse– Hebrews 11:6 But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY FAITH’S REWARDER
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
attested by Your bountiful goodness
Thank You for enabling me to understand Your Word’s truthfulness
And Your excellent offered sacrifice of righteousness…
Help me to please You always by Your graciousness.
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
affirmed by Your compassionate nurture
Thank You for letting me become Your heir of divine nature
And Your inheritance receiver with holy posture…
Help me to dwell in Your perfect will around Your sovereign pasture.
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
anchored by Your building foundation
Thank You for strengthening me along Your faithful instruction
And Your steadfast doctrine for my transformation…
Help me to declare that You’re my satisfaction.
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
asserted by Your Scriptures of certainty
Thank for inviting me toward Your better country of triumphant eternity
And Your heavenly kingdom though afflicted with infirmity…
Help me to stay in Your standards as regards decency and purity.
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
announced by Your enriching blessing
Thank You for teaching me to worship sincerely with Your appraising
And Your jubilant invitation toward earnest rejoicing…
Help me to abide in Your plan which is victorious choosing.
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
authenticated by Your immutable assurance
Thank You for promising to me Your security along deliverance
And Your protection against worldliness-hindrance…
Help me to show perseverance through Your gracious endurance.
Lord God, You are my faith’s Rewarder
acclaimed by Your redemption-settlement
Thank You for giving me Your gift of salvation from hell’s torment
And Your grant of everlasting life with Your pardon’s document…
Help me to live for Your glory while doing best in ministry-involvement.
December 9, 2023
Written: December 09, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Tom Woody
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My fingers are stone—
numb knuckles carved by the night’s chisel
Feet drag as anchors through drifts of powdered glass
The compass of my breath falters,
And silence gnaws at the marrow of my resolve.
I have always worshiped the wild
Scaled ridges where condors carve crescents in the sky,
wandered valleys where rivers rehearse their rhapsodies.
They warned me: "not alone, not in winter."
But I have always been a misfit pilgrim,
a shadow that strays from the procession.
Above me, the moon is a lantern of bone,
It's a halo crown of cold fire
I can hear as the air is so silent
the quiet of galaxies swirling,
the tiny hum of everlasting
despair hangs through me
similar to a worn-out cloak,
I wish to shut my eyes
to break down into the lull.
Yet—
In the argent glow, a vision unfurls.
Not a face, but a flame-shaped silhouette,
weeping rivers of light,
calling my name with a voice
that trembles the frost.
It is her.
My wife, my tether, my echo.
A surge rises—
not mine, but borrowed from some celestial reservoir.
Words ignite in my skull: "Rise. Rise."
And the mountain, once a labyrinth,
unfurls a path as a silver ribbon.
I stumble forward,
hearing voices braided with wind.
“Is that you? We were sent to find you.”
Before the dark folds me under,
I whisper, “Who sent you?”
And the answer drifts,
soft as snow,
bright as salvation:
"Your Guardian-angel."
Written: December 09, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: John Anderson
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1/
Clock ticks through cold nights
shades aim long as the light fades—
pages grow flimsy,
the ink of forgotten names
smudges dissolve in stillness.
2/
The rain of spring knows
steps shod on the silky soil—
sighs mirror orchids
their fragrance widens for years
festering yet ephemeral.
3/
Sun shines through summer
Smiles of kids in the landscape—
brilliant and boundless
but even the dazzling fire
fades in the quiet of dusk.
Conclusion:
4/
Leaves shed in the fall
a rustling thread each season—
woven in tandem—
time is the loom of our life
fabric of recollection.
We raised our sights in the autumn season,
brilliant and vivacious shades, full of life.
Vivid crimson, scarlet, rust, and yellow rife,
The maple trees in the grove praised the region.
Getting a clear grasp of the near atmosphere,
hear the stones beneath our feet squish and shift.
Consider the dust piles that our shoes drift,
Feel the brisk breeze tickling our hair, yet each spear.
The autumn leaves on the trees had fallen,
During the seasons, I am lured by the radiant sight.
The harvest was plentiful, a summer delight,
Pumpkins, squash, and yams were then sullen.
Birds expecting winter fly over a deep blue sky,
For the rest of the fall, the butterfly urges you to stay.
Bonfires and ethereal smoke swamped the air
and piney fragrance with a dash of seasonal flair.
Pause, sight, the river flanked by a large stone,
toward green and withering vetch stalks.
Stay close to increasing beating whacks,
Azure Creek has a gentle, placid tone.
Squirrels brace for fall by saving nuts and seeds,
They relish crisp fall days but dread winters.
and spread an abundance of lusty splinters.
Come jog with me, which allows clean air to renew yields.
2nd Place Contest Winner
Written: December 09, 2022
Still-Life Autumn Scene Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
TIME IS NO MSYTERY
EACH AND EVERY SECTION HAS A SECOND
AND IS HISTORY
this is my confused telling of my destiny
better dreaming of this calamity
and I am a visionary
or am I a visionary
and do I have all my marbles
for yet I've been here before
in that moment in time
this is where I wiz at then
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1917 I was in December 1 at Boys Town founding with Father Edward Flanagan?
1917 December 9 was with British forces under General Allenby got captured in Jerusalem
OR WAS IT A DREAM IN A VISION
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1917 It was March 20th three American merchant ships were sunk US President Woodrow Wilson met with cabinet I sat in that
As the President asks for war which will be inevitable
OR WAS IT A DREAM IN A VISION
Was what I was doing in those seconds
Did I live it, dream it or imagine
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1917 a bust or boom year a lot of things happen in April
US declares war on Germany, enters World War 1 I was there?
April 6 the battle of Arras begins, I was there too?
And on the 9th of April of 1917 Vimy Ridge in France was stormed by Canadian troops, threw me for a loop
I was there too, was it or was it not a dream?
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Munition factory explosion at Eddystone, Pennsylvania
Kills 133 workers, this is where I was too?
Tornadoes skills 211 in four days in the Midwest
Jazz standard "Dark Town Strutters Ball by Original Dixieland Jass Band first record I heard this, I was there in...
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1917 race riots in East St. Louis Illinois persons killed between 40 to 200 reported, I was there
1917 August China declares war on Germany and Austria,
September 3 1st night bombing of London by German aircraft
History buff, marsh mellow ****, all these things maybe, may or may not be made up;
truth be told, I wiz at the exact point of time
No really?
this is what I was doing on
Did I live it, dream it or imagine
Did I see it, receive it, or imagine it...
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For Nineseventeenpm Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:John lawless
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