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Premium Member She Sneaks In

She sneaks into town
In the middle of the night;
Sets up before daybreak.
Her colors blind the town square.

Her barkers have games set up before the crowd arrives.
Her fantastic rides take two tickets;
Most kids lament they only have ten.
Some get replenished by their parents.
Others do not.

She smiles as she hears the two-year olds 
screeching with delight on her multi-painted ponies.
She gloats that the mommies and daddies are willing to 
stay in line for an hour.


The joy she brings is unparalleled; her bosom swells 
with the knowledge that her enthusiasm has turned yet
another small middle earth town upside down.
She knows the inhabitants all look forward to her hot, 
salted pretzels and cotton candy and depend upon her every year.

There are bicycle parades, and floats to honor her arrival.
She lures them into her tents, where they see crazy, unexpected miracles.
These folk talk about her for a whole year, glorying in being 
held upside down for what seemed like hours snapped tightly
in one of her two ha-ha terrifying roller coasters,

Expounding on tales gleaned from her bowels.
She sneaks out as quietly as she sneaked in.
Taking her joy and colors with her, hoping to
be back another year.

Written 12/02/2018                     Contest: Early December 2018
                                                  Sponsor: Brian Strand


Premium Member Presently

presently, the patch of an eye, one seeing,
the other believing; and the bite of a bunny
above a lip - such a dangerous deliverance.

presently, the Winter witch, pricks fingers,
which crack and throb, like patches of ice.
cream assuages the pain of little things.

presently, the stomach inhales, bales on
sweets and salts, assaults rabbit food.
thoughts do not linger; the word of God,
fingered, pondered, treasured, measured.

presently, a limp, no leap, pillow-high, ice
is nigh; yet the soul roams to and fro through
corridors; shadows lick the empty rooms.

presently, a bucket of rain, like a trick,
as soon as door is opened, it will splash
with sandwiches of turkey and ham.

presently, lingers the taste of cream
and coffee; the pause of four blue boxes -
of outhouse cubicles; morning silence.

presently, ticked off book after book - the fast,
the vainglorious, the betas, the unexpected bio.

presently, weighing the importance of time spent -
we must waste some of it, be amused, but up
our sleeves, we must have goals. They hurt
the mind, the chest - the needful nettling.

The dig for dinosaur bones; shedding of fat;
the rising, punching, and springing back
of an offering and sacrifice, willing and able.

presently, a silent war, yet it roars and stares,
cruelly divides, hinders closeness, with
rave reviews. it must refuse to speak, to avoid
a six feet deep spike; a cross, not garlic, keeps
at bay, the monsters of principality.

presently, at peace, harbor no ill will,
keep a lock on lips, needful, not subtle.
knees at ninety degrees. love cannot
ignore the issues, but solves the problems
with open and closed eyes; casts cares
at the Lord’s feet, for His know how.

presently, expounding, perspiring chills, reciting
and writing poetry. family tree will be fine.

Premium Member Stumps

Close to election time, we have the chance
to hear the candidates for office speak,
or “stump,” in nearby towns, to give their stance
on issues and improvements that they seek,
to promise they will strengthen all that’s weak.

The term “stump speech” dates back two hundred years,
when it was not used figuratively;
and those of the American Frontier
who ran for office stood, for all to see,
on tree stumps while they campaigned movingly.

All-day affairs complete with food and beer,
these rural fetes were rollicking and loud.
The speakers then (as now) tried hard to steer
the votes their way and captivate the crowd.
By hecklers’ jeers, the brave ones were not cowed.

With jokes and boasts, some livened every speech.
Sharp jabs at rivals filled the country air.
As time progressed, some speakers chose to reach
the crowd, not from a tree stump—but a chair
or barrel. Such scenarios weren’t rare.

Historical accounts of stumping state
the names of stand-out speakers in that day.
Three skilled men who excelled in a debate—
Abe Lincoln, Stephen Douglas, Henry Clay—
were stumpers whose wise words held unique sway.

Today some folks flock to the county fair,
not just for entertainment but to see
the candidates debating with great flair,
expounding on the facts; but they won’t be
atop tree stumps to shout, “Please vote for me!”


February 1, 2022
entered in Emile Pinet's Quintain (English) Contest

First Amendment In Jeopardy

Lifeblood of democracy hemorrhaging
ousting the "FAKE" president only recourse
to staunch impending grim demise,
since forefathers drafted
United States Constitution
ratified more'n two centuries ago

hoi polloi must take to the streets
denouncing severe curtailment
impinging sacred freedom of speech
linkedin with paramount bedrock provision
accessing unvarnished flint stoned "truth,"
nonetheless commander in chief

he quakingly, staunchly, vociferously...
excoriates, lacerates, repudiates...
one damning hermetically sealed,
iniquitous airtight, vacuum packed
flagrant misuse of power,
(not to mention nepotism)

invidious, insidious, injurious... infractions
incontestable, incontrovertible, contemptible...
significant melange in führer
re: hating deplorably
crooked basely barren
factual exposé after another,

deft correspondents all not quiet
along western front
(I heard Maria - mull remark)
bring "to light" execrable,
lamentable reprehensible...
gross transgressions

commander in chief
significantly overstepped
Pulitzer prize winning
prestigious storied publications
scathingly trounced, pillaried,
lambasted, insulted, denounced,

butchered, critiqued, demonized,
fricassed, gored, humiliated,...
pummeled, quartered, reviled
courageously expounding fiend
ensconced within his Taj Mahal

impregnable donjon, whereat he trumpets
laurels asper, nonpareil administration
laying groundless accusations
baring his white fangs,
twittering, naysaying, mocking.. supreme
renown gifted by "honest Abe"

recalcitrant commander in chief,
who refutes objectionable
dogged investigative journalism
every step of the way,
where dedicated news gatherers
risk life and limb

firing line reportage troopers
ferreting (foxlike) he/she
doth gopher precious nuggets
uncover alarming undisputable details
impossible to refute raw bits
agent provocateur freely colluding

immediately hashtashed poppycock
smarmy, snooty, snappy
beastly capital one ogre
blatantly castigating diligent endeavors
oblivious pie in sky
delusional egotistic haughtiness
bobblehead vilified by silent majority.
Form: Ode

Premium Member Icarus, Revisited

In a house, half-mad, with mother and dad,
And a labyrinth he couldn’t escape -  
He trudged the maze, with a string ball, so sad.
The sky’s warm, gay orb, too, was round in shape.  
So pretty was she, he dreamt as he marched,
And he constructed a bright plan in his head,
Sweating through shirts which his mother had starched,
He remembered what his father had said.
He would see his girl (the sun in the sky).
Augmenting his arms with two waxen wings,
A catapult shot him o’er clouds so high.
He burned, melted, crashed, his arms then in slings.  

Dad said, “too close”, but his expounding lacks -
It was - his wings were inferior wax.
Form: Sonnet


Whatever It Takes

When two choose each the other
Having decided this, their fate
A bond, a pledge, a vow replaces
That which, unchosen, cannot wait
Even when it requires a warrior resolute,
Vitality deathless, and sacrifice continuous,
Eternal must the pledge be, or
Risk betrayal's scourge sinuous.

It is at the pit, against the fiery horde
That Absalom dulls the finest sword

This is what it takes to stand at my side
Antagony to injustice is my cause
Knell my soul to abandon,  divide
Eidetically my failure would resound, preside
Sorcerous dreams expounding my flaws.

Indebted to peace, yet still facing war
Soliloquy sweet, punished yet more.

When the lashes pernicious slander my spirit
Have you the stamina to fight weaponless, naked?
Ardently ask the goddess Irit
That throughout the nightmare, you survive unwakéd?

Impassioned, immortal, immoderate, rhetorical

Would you, could you, if so, should you?
Illusion or real, my fight is defense
Leave destruction behind 
Lose selfish pretense

Give willingly blood to the unjust blow
Impatiently wait the night for the dawn
Vicious dark creatures attack love's glow
Effervescent, they dissolve at the light, and pass on.

Because violence feeds violence, and hate cannot withstand love's rapture.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Lord God, You Are My Heart's Praise

June 13 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 111-117

Key Verse – Psalm 111:1 Praise ye the LORD. I will praise the LORD with my whole heart, in the assembly of the upright, and in the congregation.

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY HEART’S PRAISE
				
Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
fixing me virtuously to be upright
Thank You for enabling me to stand fast along Your commandments’ height
So I can please You by Your honourable and glorious light
While showing Your power and might.

Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
forgiving me of confessed sins by Your mercy
Thank You for extending to me always Your kindness and clemency
So I can offer my sacrifice unto You with grateful constancy
While coming unto Your altar with prayer-fervency.

Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
fueling me to testify about Your compassion
Thank You for empowering me to endure in Your righteous function
So I can work for You with Your granted wisdom’s discretion
While trusting Your established truth-foundation.

Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
favouring me by Your grace to worship in Your sanctuary
Thank You for expounding to me Your care marked with victory
So I can flee from unbelief and doubt-caused misery
While sharing Your Gospel story.

Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
fortifying me to serve You upon Your blessedness
Thank You for exposing me to Your miracles’ fruitfulness
So I can continue in Your faithfulness
While dwelling in Your holiness.

Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
freeing me from pride to love You devotedly
Thank You for extricating me from selfishness wondrously
So I can render my best to You willingly
While paying to You my vows humbly.

Lord God, You are my heart’s Praise, 
framing me well to be anchored by Your Word
Thank You for explaining to me the need to use the Spirit’s sword
So I can walk with You in joyful accord
While delighting myself in Your provisions’ ford.

June 13, 2023
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO GIVES US SONGS

June 10 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Job 35-38

Key Verse – Job 35:10 But none saith, Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO GIVES US SONGS	

Praise be to God for giving us songs as:  
Comfort from our fear-flight
Challenge for our faith-fortitude
Charge along our frame’s formation
Cause toward our faithfulness-firmness
Compassionate care fueling our fellowship-flame

Job 36:22 Praise be to the Lord 
for exalting by His power:
Exposing His might of no magic
Explaining His mercy so magnanimous 
Expressing His majesty against mysticism
Expounding His miracles midst His ministry
Exemplifying His magnifying marvelous magnificence

Job 37:14 Praise be to the Saviour for 
letting us consider His wondrous works always:
Instructing for our labour of love
Involving in our look toward living
Illumining our learning and listening
Interacting in our longing for longevity
Inspiring us in our liberation with His leading

Job 38:1 Praise be to the Almighty for 
answering us with His:
Guiding commandments
Guarding charges
Girding counsel
Governing call
Gripping clasp. Amen!

June 10, 2024

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO REACHES UNTO US TO SPEAK TO US

February 12 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 3-4

Key Verse – Numbers 3:1 These also are the generations of Aaron and Moses in the day that the LORD spake with Moses in mount Sinai.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO REACHES 
UNTO US TO SPEAK TO US	

Praise be to God for reaching unto us to speak to us: 
Expressing His love we can trust for our testimony
Exposing His leadership along His tenacity
Expounding His lessons of truth along trials
Emphasizing His liberty toward triumph against transgression 
Empowering us while we listen to Him with our thanksgiving 

Numbers 3:13 Praise be to the Lord Who 
hallows us since we are His own whom He: 
Anoints to minister unto Him humbly
Appoints to consecrate ourselves unto Him honourably 
Accompanies to journey with Him happily
Assures along His presence midst His help
Approves to share His Word of grace and hope 

Numbers 4:49 Praise be to the Saviour
for granting favour to our service as His:
Stewards, redeemed to fulfill our roles with faithfulness
Saints, ransomed from sin’s penalty to testify about His blessing-flow  
Soldiers, ready to fight unrighteousness and falsity
Students, reading and meditating His Word along prayer-fervency
Soulwinners, revived always to share Gospel of salvation by faith.  Amen!

February 12, 2024

Premium Member La Soupe by Pablo Picasso 1903

An earthy palette 
of hues, 
blue-greens, and
 muted tones of melancholia 
 safflower oil imparts a
blue period
colors made from 
  our terrestrial 
fruit of flora

 reflecting 
 depth of destitution
giving or receiving
the act of charity?

The girl lifts
 their spirits
with humble offerings
  collective souls
connect completely
 moods moving,
  welcoming warmth 
of the broth soup’s
steamy ardent aroma,
 awakening the dormant 
and pitiful perils prolonged
  sense of taste
 
 A choice expounding 
in what is seen
and unseen,
an elder’s mindful
symbiosis, steaming
    savory clouds
of translucent
silvery solvents
 from a slumped stance,
vigor spent
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ekphrasis

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