Long Discomfort Poems
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Embarkation upon meditation...
Believe me you upon manifestation
regarding Das godaddy bing linkedin
with avast cosmic consciousness
self induced light hypnotic trance
I become enthralled
unless wife disrupts intent concentration
calling out "Matt...Matt...Matt"
bajillion times Googleplex
(slight hyperbole for literary effect),
subsequently courtesy
disembodied voices
deliver poetic inspiration
without forcefully summoned,
rather gently coax (zeal lust lee)
amidst Smokey and Bandits spiritus mundi
plethora of discordant
indistinct jabbering murmurs
requiring exacting golong strategy
kickstarting coalescence regarding
faintest hint analogously harboring
shipping news a boat
reeling in catch of the day
thus, fingers snakishly
slither skitter, sidle
at greased lightning pace
across Macbook Pro laptop keyboard
feverishly unleashing
unexpected brainstorming tsunami
recalling steely apothegm
strike while the iron iz hot,
thus such epiphany occurred
moments ago - in case
ye heard "Eureka" shouted
loud, free and clear
without moment to lose
yours truly brooked
stream of consciousness
ignoring flash flood warnings
slapped down one after another
figurative pontoon bridge
all the while skirting
eddies, whirlpools, fierce whitecaps
fortunately hauling unexpected
magnificent linkedin kindled
sense and sensibility
yours truly rendered speechless
(most time non verbal when writing),
additionally hodgepodge mashup
offers no rhyme nor reason,
yet burst of pooled
imponderable gushing silent spring
(courtesy ghost of Rachel Carson)
currently did flickr
demanding immediate typing
though poetic license expired
please don't tell commission,
nor chief word den
these unpredictable eruptions
(most likely indistinguishable
turkey in the straw gobbledygook
to the untrained eye),
rather good n plenti
camouflaged indecipherable creativity
(nope, not even practiced experts
keen on esoteric etymological arts)
stymied to understand)
mine swiftly styled harry tailored
gibberish oh baying avant
(to assign long sentence
upon Matthew Scott),
which "FAKE" premature ejaculation
incorporating poppycock mishmash
screened for your viewing discomfort
unbelievably came to this homeless tramp,
while he plodded across no man's land
with hud door hubble mojo risin.
Unseasonal
Leaves shuffle on their stems
fall onto ones which fell before
not yet a storm of Autumn tints
those will blaze in a month
these are an early shedding host
that leave before the cold appears
in months of heat and sweaty brows
what signal do they heed
still green among the fallen fruit
now turning into soft brown dirt
as fresh shoots spring into the light
rosebuds plump in April sun
no hint of cooler nights to come
our evenings set to dine outside
with singlet days of Summer skies
this pleasure now declines
too long, too wet, too hot we cry
as humans always must complain
the tropics stretching south to us
our discomfort metres rise
none can say we’ve time to burn
or urge us spin the wheel and wait
the dial is set for our demise
for life to build a kinder race.
I'll be here my child, to be your comfort
To warm each tear as they wash over you
And guide your fragile heart from discomfort
Hold you tender in my arms until through
I'll have no duty than to heal your cries
And lead you out of darkness to the light
Caress your weary soul with caring eyes
And lift your spirit from its painful plight
I'll gather you up, be your strongest shield
And protect you from what's frightened within
Love forever free, is never concealed
Guardian of your heart, I won't rescind
These arms a precious sanctuary to find
This heart, a never ending world that's kind
for the contest To Heal a Heart
sponsored by F.J Thomas
She spends the morning on her bathroom floor
Her body purging all she had eaten before
She wipes the tears from her eyes, and cradles her belly
And still goes to make her man some toast with jelly
Her days are plagued with discomfort and pain
Her nights offer no relief, only the same
Her body is changing and will forever be scarred
But the love for her baby overpowers what’s marred
She goes into labor, but accepts no medication
The pain becomes agony, but she bravely retains her decision
And with one final push, her daughter breathes air
She holds her in her arms, with an aura so fair
The bond she now has can never be broken
Her heart overflows and her scars are now tokens
Of the trials she’s been through and the future she faces
Her life and focus on her daughter she now places
But life isn’t easier and sleep is no better
Her daughters run rampant and are now bed-wetters
She cooks she cleans but feels she can’t keep up
With the messes and schedules while kids run amok
She’s under-appreciated and taken for granted
Her daughters are teens now and she starts to feel hated
And yet she never stops caring, she still gives her all
She will always be there to pick them up when they fall
But I want you to know, that throughout all these years
I’ve seen your undying sacrifice, your blood, sweat and tears
You’ve been more of a mother than I could ever hope to be
And I couldn’t possibly express how much you mean to me
So wherever life takes me, whatever the future holds
I hope you’ll keep this poem until you’re very old
Because I want to be sure that it will forever be known
How much I love you and the special bond that we’ve grown
The God I adore is the King Almighty Who revives my soul!
Blazing with compassion, He divinely fires up my worship zeal
Obscuring earthly pulchritude of brilliant alluring appeal
Toward revelation that radiates heavenly stewardship’s goal.
I esteem my Lord* – the best paragon of utmost sacrifice
Devoid of royal charisma, He came as a lowly servant
Enduring discomfort to offer freely His love of great price
Assuring me eternal life, as well as birthday blessings’ grant!
*Hebrews 11:26 Esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures in Egypt: for he had respect unto the recompence of the reward.
July 6, 2018
See Spot Run..
This icon of our education
yes..of youth..but continuing..
The question might be asked:
Was our education ever other
than variations of Spot running..?
Sophistication arrived but
the strong belief of separation:
Spot..and Dick..and Jane
remains.. seemingly implanted
unquestioned and permanently
in what we call our world..
Through the years
some have found discomfort
a hole at the center of
Spot's adventures..
A vague unsettling
blossoming on some days
to sharp fragmentary pain..
In our many searchings
for restoration and fulfillment
might we in some momentary
clarity..see Spot not running
but dissolving into
the light of day...
I am the salt of the dearth
tease your taste buds and
drape sweat for discomfort
You need not know how
I came to be in the ocean
not have to walk on water
but why wait for the Ark
instead start walking today
be a mariner in the desert
zest and spice lie in the path
Shed one more weeping tear
express anger fear and thirst
inhale perspire gather yourself
lick your wounds and salve them
for Aloe grows well in the desert
The passage of time and effort
corrects soil and bears flowers
once you accept dehydration
shape exhaustion into crystals
build memories and momentum
reach the source of your spring
float when rock bottom ceases
The river bed expects no less
than your impermanent stride
the shore line patiently points
to an anchor life buoy and chart
scratched into your inner compass
If life gives you plentiful salt
do not sugar coat your palate
savour the tasty flavour instead
take what is on offer just now
and fend off the gloomy despair
22nd February
It's 7:30 in the morning
it's as cold as ice
I'm sitting next to a beautiful girl in taxi
Lilongwe isn't that far in a ractis
she bends to the front Bench
screamed like one invaded by a cramp
she swerves right left.
and stains her yellow lipstick on my blue shirt
I can see pain in her eyes
sixteen eyes are on me,
she leans towards me, holds me tight
I felt flattered so gently
I touched her hand, she's as hot as a burning coal
does she need anyone to talk to ?
I am next to her
I could feel her heart beat faster from her palms landed on my lap
her hands waving, aiming for the taxi roof
she hugged me,
I hugged a total stranger, I felt some comfort in her discomfort
she then was calm, and everyone looked through the window the other side
May 31 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Esther 7-10
Key Verse – Esther 7:2 And the king said again unto Esther on the second day at the banquet of wine, What is thy petition, queen Esther? and it shall be granted thee: and what is thy request? and it shall be performed, even to the half of the kingdom.
FAITH IN GOD WHO GRANTS
OUR PETITIONS AND REQUESTS
God grants our petitions and requests against curses
Ever ready to strengthen us with His mighty braces
Along His forgiveness for our confessed sin that oppresses
For us to walk by faith which He divinely increases.
God grants our petitions and requests against persecution
Ever steadfast to encourage us with His Scriptural exhortation
Along His Word for our persistent stewardship-function
For us to continue by faith, praising Him with our exaltation.
God grants our petitions and requests against powerlessness
Ever helpful to uphold us with His zealousness
Along His grace for our weakness and feebleness
For us to fulfill by faith our vows with joyfulness.
God grants our petitions and requests against incapacity
Ever caring to govern us with His stability
Along His leadership for our safety and security
For us to trust by faith His promises’ certainty.
God grants our petitions and requests against doubts
Ever generous to supply us with His provision-spouts
Along His answer for our needs to direct us from worry-routes
For us to abide by faith in His will of heavenly whereabouts.
God grants our petitions and requests against dishonor
Ever great to make us worship with His spirituality’s tenor
Along His authority for our service as we obey Him-our life’s Donor
For us to prioritize by faith His kingdom and glory’s honor.
God grants our petitions and requests against discomfort
Ever merciful to cheer us with His compassion-report
Along His love for our souls since He is our only resort
For us to triumph by faith, conquering unbelief’s retort.
May 31, 2025
Whenever I remember that God sees me groaning in pain
Languishing in gloom, ruled by misery that has me slain
Earnestly hoping for His miracle to gain...
I thank Him for inviting me to immerse myself in His loving domain!
Whenever I remember that God hears me crying for divine support
Excruciating with my downfall’s hurts along shame’s discomfort
Sorrowfully begging for His help, my ultimate resort...
I thank Him for leading me to kneel humbly before His gracious fort!
Whenever I remember that God knows me needing for urgent care
Beseeching for His assured welfare due to discontentment’s scare
Desperately longing for His promises I treat as rare...
I thank Him for bringing me to His throne of blessings' share!
Whenever I remember that God understands me sighing anxiously
Expressing my complaints; murmuring about unfairness grudgingly
Unreasonably questioning my state bitterly...
I thank Him for counseling me to seek His will meaningfully!
Whenever I remember that God recognizes my struggle and frustration
Succumbing to sins’ oppression toward welcoming exasperation
Sincerely craving for His pardon’s restoration...
I thank Him for granting me forgiveness for my transformation!
Whenever I remember* that God regards me cringing in difficulty
Mourning over my self-inflicted calamity and physical infirmity
Wholeheartedly yearning for His joy and tranquillity…
I thank Him for upholding me with His mercy so I can attain maturity!
*Psalm 77:11 I will remember the works of the LORD: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.
September 5, 2018