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Quasi Mote - Oh Ephemeral Transit Across Proto Zones!
Strictly speculation from this mind,
who contemplates stripped down version
bajillion eons ago
cosmic bit sized dots
pinwheeled thru spatial void
repulsed and/or attracted
colluding (putin on the Ritz)
infinitesimal show stopper
devoid of prior rehearsal
since previous cosmic contraction
absent remembrance
tabula rasa, viz consciousness
if rebooted, reincarnated,
repurposed, et cetera,
asper knowing nothing
perchance if previous rendition
courtesy big bang phenomena
commissioned swirling pretty
little invisible thangs
dust mote size
universe created, vis a vis
most violent explosion
blasting subatomic tidbits
bestowing, endowing, issuing, et cetera
propensity, allowing,
enabling, and providing
spontaneous quixotic, narcotic,
and kinetic (kit) impulse
gifted, kindled plenti
tinder vittle loving care,
(albeit on quark hilly
weigh small scale),
each unique data packet of life
transiently questing organic matter
linkedin within uber
webbed wide world
thrust by motive forces distilled
since primordial ooze
painstakingly agglomerated
electron's micro gravitational tug
incrementally configured
viable combinations
propelled to fraternize, collide, amass
with other distinct minuscule entities
democratic, platonic, and symbiotic
tete a tete kickstarting avast
differentiation, golong
engendering hulu costs indeed
pensively trumpeting,
deploying, and fracking
the art of the Stormy Daniels deal
eventually across great swaths of time
inaugurating edifice of complex systems
(again unimaginatively teeny tiny
timid uber pinhead size zealots)
livingsocial hoity toity groupon outlook
accruing quicken fancy feast
to concatenate, generate, and get linkedin
with hotmail to discover
visa vis whatsapp
penning with Molly Q. Wells!
In the agonizing sightlessness of the dark,
she crawls to regain her consciousness
and balance the scales where two minds
live inside her very core...one defiant, livid
with a sudden vile anger flung unto beloved kin--
The other granting joy's luster through her
kind nature, endowing an essence rosy
as morning petals-- oh cheerful, vigorous
amid the outburst of rain.
Until she swings like a pendulum, ghastly
once more, tearing hours into unbearable screams...
at fault is the one charged of insolence,
while her half-part shrinks behind a dainty veil
But that makes two of them ,
one face ripping the other...muddled, desperate
in life's torment uncertain if she
is dangling back and forth where mother moon
leads the way to the path of soundness, graciously.
Maureen McGreavy's The I of the Storm
12/5/2018
A Violent Storm
It starts with dying leaves that litter lawns
All tumbled over in remorseless wind
Until at last, defeated, they collect
Behind the garden wall in tattered piles,
Discarded on a bleak deserted street
An empty cola can goes rattling past
Entrapped and powerless it bowls along
Its tinny clatter masked by mounting gale.
The clouds, as dark and grey as battleships
Amassed in fury, scud across the sky
Unleashing hail like bullets pounding earth
As scornful weather reaches boiling point
And branches, ripped asunder, turn and toss
Upon the lake that churns and boils with wrath
The hardy waterbirds, they hide in reeds
But where will tiny humming birds be safe?
As nature, wields her power, strength and might.
The storm, a deluge o’er the land has spread
To soak the fields so long deprived of rain
Endowing thirsty soil with healing wealth
Iambic pentameter
I’m marvelous, granting victory in every ministerial engagement
securing joy of salvation full of divine contentment
steadfast for spiritual empowerment
sufficing with ready replenishment...
I trust God, my source, for fruitful work-involvement.
I’m matchless, granting heavenly goodness greatly
supplying mercy-kindness that can be maximized triumphantly
strengthening might to increase faith tremendously
settling believers to love the Lord earnestly…
I thank God Who enriches me in sharing compassionately.
I’m magnificent, directing divine perspective
surmounting doubts against ministry directive
sealing believers around principles biblically instructive
sincere worship that’s acceptably participative…
I cling to God as He upholds my care against foes so destructive.
I’m magnanimous, endowing generous abundance
sending riches-bounty midst crises’ endurance
sustaining resources to meet needs of contentment-extravagance
satisfied for thanksgiving and praise assurance…
I esteem God Who causes my bestowment’s elegance~~~
GRACE is my name.
*Psalm 84:11 For the LORD God is a sun and shield: the LORD will give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
August 1, 2019
Bustling Tavern, din of thieves,
prattles sounds, like mini battles
of Sorcery, at mosaic of vomit tapestry.
Endowing all sorts in your bosom
like sins-full abacus beads.
You gather them by lamplight and promisery
of Nightlife, bejeweled deeds.
Your dangle of jewelry,
imagery into the back
of the mind.
Cleaving to your cleavage, in gilded-underbelly.
Whispered confessions, aspirations un-tamed,
at the heart of game, plays.
A maelstrom of activity brews,
where thieves and dreamers carafe their craft,
by firelight, booze, and cut-throat utensils,
for stirring the plot and tasting it's ooze.
A symphony of mirth and mischief,
lies, woven into each swirl of word.
A den of vices, a theater of souls,
where desires become exhumed
jewels, brightly interred.
Sorcery of charming, bracing,
where shadows dance in dusk,
efficacing with the flickering daylight
exuding allure, a beguiling musk,
facery painting, fishing for trust.
Binding patrons, captivated by the dire-light,
broths to salivate for spitting in its flame.
Bardic stories, each worth half a codler of truth,
confess their lies amidst the clinking of wine.
Tithes abetting their cover, to mask the grape-vine.
As hearts chase fleeting pleasures true,
where fantasies intertwine,
the weight of the world measured, momentarily
subdued in fermented promise of unsealed
magic in held balance of bottomless opportunity.
So, come, dear traveler, lose yourself,
in the spell of atmosphere.
In the spray of this sacred mace,
lift of skirt, skirting of honest wage.
Panning for adventurers,
planning under-sway of sunder's way.
Passion's flame fuels intimate act,
consummated by a lover's pact.
And 'twas magical, making thoughts whirl,
expectant mom from a naive girl.
Borrowing courage from those that care,
you find the strength that's always been there.
And soon, the maternal dreams begin,
for a fledgling soul's cradled within.
Your motherly figure starts to show,
endowing you with a happy glow.
And for nine long months of measured joy,
you wonder if it's a girl or boy.
Anxieties are bravely concealed,
for your secret will soon get revealed.
But realizing the moment's near,
nerves get strained by a natural fear.
Hope and fear form a peculiar blend,
and yet, your wait approaches its end.
For a miracle is on its way,
relax, and have a happy birth day.
(Rhyme)
10/5/2017
August 17 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Daniel 5-8
Key Verse – Daniel 6:22 My God hath sent his angel, and hath shut the lions' mouths, that they have not hurt me: forasmuch as before him innocency was found in me; and also before thee, O king, have I done no hurt.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY DELIVERANCE SENDER
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your redemption blessing
Thank You for enabling me to enjoy Your salvation with rejoicing
So that I can show You my jubilant praising
As I lean on Your power toward spiritual harnessing.
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your security-ruling
Thank You for enhancing me to honour Your name by Your glorious dealing
So that I can humble my heart before You, truly willing
As I glorify Your Deity along Your proclamation’s sealing.
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your protection’s upholding
Thank You for encouraging me by Your compassion, always abounding
So that I can express my love along Your mercy, never fading
As I follow Your command while my steps You are guarding.
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your vision’s brightening
Thank You for enlightening me through trials for my strengthening
So that I can stand by my commitment for faith-gaining
As I seek Your sanctification of holiness’ reigning.
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your truth’s flaming
Thank You for enveloping me by Your favour, divinely gleaming
So that I can overcome my doubts through Your serene calming
As I meditate Your Scriptures, serving You in my joyful performing.
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your virtuous rearing
Thank You for endowing me well against dearth I’m fearing
So that I can share my testimony about Your ceaseless caring
As I pray midst supplication-stirring and intercession-gearing.
Lord God, You are my deliverance Sender with Your holy directing
Thank You for enlarging me to advance along heavenly instructing
So that I can confess my sins midst sincere repenting
As I surrender to Your control while humbly submitting.
August 17, 2023
the leaders of tomorrow bravely take to the dais
justified their precious life,
liberty and pursuit of happiness -
stolen under their figurative nose)
asper an unparalleled heist
recouping quintessential basic human rights,
and will NOT yield an inch
(or any other minuscule amount),
if for no other reason
(and many more valid claims prevail)
such inalienable American birthrights
(codified decrees endowing freedoms -
tattered to shreds via frenzy of bullets)
guaranteeing harm inviolable unjustly out priced
sacrificed by lax second amendment spiced
within wanton murderous sprees wherein assassin
literally calls the shots (supplanting
assigned storied halls with din
of fire arms (acquired
from pennies on the dollar,
or bartered for a bottle of gin
within the underbelly (viz black market)
of society, where trigger happy jinn nee
as slaughter sans killing fields mount
with resignation vis a vis
tocollective shrugging shoulders prithee
and upend safe havens i.e. storied academic re:
deuce sing self preservation (UNFAIRLY)
to activist minded students tree
ting each day as a survivalist course, thus WE
as coined on legal tender (E Pluribus Unum)
MUST unite against love affair with pistols, no matter
one or more mere mortals
think Matthew Scott cray ZEE!
I'm raised by God-fearing parents with loving nurture
along caring gesture midst their tribal culture
endowing me a blessed* stature…
Dearly loved by the Almighty and my family
my personality is grace-nourished with secured redemption blissfully
while Scriptures-upheld and faith-propelled steadfastly…
A forgiven sinner am I, privileged to be a volunteer Bible teacher
beloved sister of three siblings: now are two fathers, and a mother
cheerful care-giver, and a devoted life-builder…
My spirit rejoices in sharing the Gospel of the Saviour Christ
discipling students for character that is virtue-spiced
writing articles and poems, divinely-priced...
Offended am I with my own self-conceit’s engagement
murmuring due to discontentment
as well as hypocrisy-entanglement…
I fear displeasing my King Who deserves my best
wasting time through unwise multi-tasking zest
and becoming a stumbling block in the guise of being honest…
My heart prays to visit Israel in due time
reap spiritual fruits midst harvest chime
feast in ministry rewards of diligence-prime…
Currently, a sojourner am I in the country
of heroic pride according to history's victory
also known as “Pearl of the Orient Seas” around nature’s glory
A beloved** child of God I am, grateful to Him.
*"Blessed" is the meaning of my name.
**Romans 1:7 ... Beloved of God, called to be saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father, and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Bio in rhyme form
July 10, 2021; edited on August 8, 2021
1st place, "A BRIAN STRAND your pick" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 8/8/2021.
Night sleeps beautiful soul
So the night wakes;
Our Father places you, asleep;
Sleep heavenly, Beloved;
I'll see you in the New Day dawning;
As you're sleeping this very, moment
May our father's anointing;
Cover you cascade endowing, you;
His righteousness endowing you;
Beloved soul, heart is gold
Sleep Daughter in your covering;
Be Daughter what He's calling, you;
And when you're Awaken, on His New Day Dawn;
Stand on Our Father's Peace, Joy and Love
I speak life abundance to you;
soul precious beautiful, night sleeps bright the Father's Daughter
Night sleeps His beautiful soul;