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Governed by technological greatness
Gearing with gigabytes catering to all generations
Groomed am I, 5G, to handle gargantuan task globally…
Girded for high-speed connectivity yon information gathering
Granting mankind growth and progress midst mobile ecosystem-glow.
Grateful to God* for grace that advances giftedness, functionally grand
Guided with genuine responsibility and accountability-goodness
Gladly, greeting guys and gals along facts, realistically grasped
Gripped am I with gallant “Fourth Industrial Revolution” goal
Guarded around golden rule, sans greediness’ glitches.
*1Peter 5:10 But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.
7th place, "UP TO YOU" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/10/2024
Again and again in a world
dreaded I most.
For unknown certainties tears apart
the collated I.
Again and again in a world
Faith of him seemest to fall
for unknown either like before
in real past one.
Again and again in a world
death! Preferred?
For unknown cruelties puzzle
hearts in fixed making.
Again and again in a world
unfound easiness breath dizziness,
stiff up queasiness so tempest
on this total-fixed thing.
Again and again in a world
ball pen and pad sought
penning down black and white
though as custom, really?
Again and again in a world
dreaded as the sight of a chasing gargantuan cobra,
for unknown certainties questioning
the embittered fixed heart so badly.
I’m at my happiest
When my heart overflows
With kindness and gentle compassion
And feel the energy of the universe
Radiating from my heart
I feel my best when I resonate
With the harmony around me
Finding ways to enhance
The tapestry of mankind’s brotherhood
At times by gargantuan efforts
At times by seemingly trivial deeds
Always on the lookout to help and contribute
To make this world a better place
There is no end to the ways
I can have a significant impact
Though there's no way I'll never know
The ripple effect of my kindness
I’m at my happiest
When I recognize the beauty of humanity
And feel we are meshed as one solid community
Because I fit in and it is my honor and privilege to
Bestow kindness every hour every day of my life
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on November 25, 2018 for contest A LITTLE KINDNESS NEVER HURTS sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI - RANKED 1ST
Once I have been to that city-
the city of ritzy splendor and hoary grandeur,
a gargantuan pile of steel and granite.
It stood an enigma on the banks of Hudson,
lulling the waves to sleep in the garish light of neon bulbs
with an eternal tumult heating up its nerves.
Walking down its streets, eerie scenes scurried past-
men and women- of all climes and continents
all ethnic denominations, all shapes, sizes and colors,
blonds, brunettes, blacks and whites,
tourists and nomads, in flashing styles
outlandish costumes, tonsured, dyed and tattooed,
speaking different dialects, trundling down busy streets
that never go still with sleep and awakening
where each day is an eternity and each night- a New Year’s Eve
a banal hubbub- a hoarse discordant clamor!
Broad roads that stretched endless seemed to lose themselves
like the mazy tangle of complex minds,
and pavements littered with a thousand moving feet.
In this hurricane of faces with fleeting passions
or fixations of their own, what chemistry could I discern?
A zest for life--or its absence? A search for a life lost in living?
a fight for survival or a passive surrender to the inevitable?
'No pain,no gain‘ Mum reminded us wryly.
'No lemon no melon' Dad quipped adding pith to the bitter- sweet maxim.
So there we stood, Sis and I, incarcerated by our own parents and ordered to repaper the entire kitchen.
Just desserts in their view for the impromptu deed which had triggered such sanctions.
I refer of course to the unfortunate episode of the tomato ketchup food fight!
The gargantuan task would easily take us till noon so my gym class would have to wait.
Anna had planned a romantic kayak along the river with her new beau Bob.
Her face flushed redder and redder with florid frustration.
This was definitely not on our radar for a Saturday morning's entertainment!
Mum and Dad rubbed more salt into the wound:
‘Try your level best to do a good job of it you two. We’re heading off to the beach’ for a picnic.
It was exhausting but good strong tea was our hourly reviver and Abba playing in the background provided an acoustic pick-me-up; Mamma Mia, what a morning!
’Tattarrattat. Somebody was at the front door.
‘Just called by to see if I could help out‘ said Bob: What a hero!
The whole episode was a real eye opener for us and we learnt a new
life tenet that day that ‘As you make your bed, so you must lie on it!’
03/10/18
‘Palindromes contest’ Sponsored by: Joseph May
( I have used two phrasal palindromes : 'no lemon no melon' and ''my gym')
**Dance of the Gypsy Soul**
Gargantuan, golden glimmerings.
Gauzed, glazed and glorious...
She, your gem-gypsy generator.
Etched earrings, entice extraordinary,
Elegance, embraces everywhere.
Explosive evening, encircles an elusive
environment!
She is strong, a sensuous, song-secret.
She, the soul sonnet you sought.
Spinning you in her silvery, sultry seconds.
~Your~
Spirit of a Summer Shadow
9/3/2021
God of the oceans vast and deep
we come to you as helpless sheep.
You formed the oceans by your might,
against you, who can dare to fight.
The whales that oceans depths traverse
what tails like giant oars they have.
Their bodies sleek, with skill you made,
They plumb great depths, are not afraid.
Compared to them, man’s best-made subs
are much like giant hollow clubs,
some sleek titanium toy-like tombs,
whose failure sadly spells man’s doom.
The ocean floor, a graveyard cold,
is filled with ships built brash and bold.
Like gargantuan geese-like ghosts,
their rusting hulls confound man’s boasts.
God planned the first submarine ride.
Throughout the ride poor Jonah cried.
When God appoints an aqua trek,
there’s no chance of a fatal wreck.
God of the oceans vast and deep
We come to you as helpless sheep.
Please keep our submariners safe
as they with brave hearts bear their chafe.
Comfort the hearts of those who mourn,
souls whom to ocean depths were borne,
when accidents made things go wrong
with vessels that were built so strong.
God of the oceans deep and wide,
who daily sustenance provides.
Teach us to keep these waters clean,
as they for long ages have been.
Forgive our foolish fleshly greed,
and help us nature’s cries to heed.
And leave her waters free from scum,
for generations yet to come.
Behold the beast, wandering in astral night
From dark caverns he emerges by starlight
to quaff nectar from his ambrosia chalice.
A leering creature with evil eyes of malice.
What nefarious thoughts does he ponder
as muscles ripple in his aimless maunder?
Does his venomous tongue thirst for more?
A pungent stench sloughs from every pore.
Empty cup held in gnarled gargantuan hand,
this goliath bellowed orders in foul reprimand,
"Heed my warning or tonight one of you will die;
the one who allows my nectar flagon to run dry!"
With each guzzle, the more belligerent he grew,
a frightful scene in which a battle would ensue.
The massive titan stumbled out in moonlight,
with ripe grape libation, he was fueled for a fight.
What brutish slander he grunts without a pause.
Frothing at the mouth with fallacy as his cause.
Scorning those upon whom he wishes to feast.
Brutal is bigotry when malevolence is released.
For someone, quite naive, from a far-off village,
My first trip in Sep.1988 to the United States
Was the most memorable journey I ever undertook~
An experience etched deep on memory slates!
My life was simple, waking up to the call of roosters
Going to teach in a nearby college through a dusty road,
And coming back home to resume duty as a housewife.
Through accustomed grooves only, I always trod.
With apprehension and excitement, in equal measure,
We got ready for our first overseas trip.
Crossing oceans we have seen only on world maps,
Our flight to New York finally touched down a vast airstrip.
The first glimpse of America was an experience
Too exciting and memorable for my village eyes.
Neat roads stretched endless, skyscrapers rose high
Conversing with clouds and touching the skies.
New York stood in ritzy splendour and hoary grandeur,
A gargantuan pile of steel and granite.
It stayed an enigma on the banks of Hudson,
Lulling the waves to sleep in the evening garish light.
I watched the cities through the eyes of someone
Encountering an amazing world for the first time
During our stay, we visited many iconic landmarks
Like Disney World and the Statue of Liberty, scenes sublime.
Walking down the streets of Fifth Avenue,
Eerie sights scurried past- Male and female-
Of all climes and continents, all ethnic denominations,
All shapes, sizes and colours, in hurried steps sail
The sight of doors opening by themselves,
In shops and even in houses was a real wonder.
For the first time, I watched machines talk and robots walk.
On escalators, stepped on so careful, not to commit any blunder.
We made a trip to the famous Niagara Falls as well
From which mist rose like incense- What a wonder!
As the falls cascaded down in violent fury, singing and dancing,
We stood speechless before that endless roar of thunder.
We stayed through the month of October
And we watched leaves turning yellow and crimson
What medley of colours, we could see everywhere
Such ravishing scenes, our hearts did imprison.
Before the onset of winter, we returned.
Though visited my brother in US twice later,
The wonder of the first journey still remains green
In the quiet chambers of my memory, ever after.
Denizen of abyssal labyrinth,
legendary ancient Wyrm seeks succour
within prodigious sepulchral cavern:
her domicile for an ageless lifetime.
Ethereal shafts cascade through ceiling's
stochastic rifts, piercing tenebrous tomb;
vicious viscous scarlet smears juxtapose
against shimmering iridescent scales.
Aeons past, Faustian pact formed with Man:
vow of harmonious co-existence
exchanged for fulgurant falchion forged in
the heart of dragonflame's conflagration.
Sacred covenant shattered this night by
myriad ironclad interlopers;
ruination's harbinger was strident
warrior wielding token of treaty.
Last vestiges of cacophonous roar
dissipate into the Stygian depths;
acrid stench of brimstone clogs the air as
remnants of vitriolic pyres linger.
Twin gargantuan fibrous wings contract
behind enormous muscular torso;
fulgurating talons sluggishly sheaved
as serpentine tail shudders and falls limp.
Priceless metals and prismatic gemstones
intersperse with charred and twisted corpses;
amongst detritus of mortal conflict,
majestic titan finally crumples.
Massive lurid yellow orbs exhibit
an unfathomable intelligence;
succumbing to the inevitable,
moribund colossus bows forlorn head.
Lifemate butchered by zealous paladin;
remains of final clutch just motes on breeze.
Burden borne by solitary relict:
regal behemoth was last of her kind...
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(C) John C Michaels, 25th April 2017
Free verse, no meter, no rhymes - as per contest rules.
10 syllables on every line (howmanysyllables.com)
For the contest entitled "A Mythical Creature" sponsored by Julia Ward.