Long Gladness Poems
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Why love?
Why pay for what you have
And give out what you want?
Responsibilities you crave to incure
And your shoulder you’ll willingly spread
A care for a care you give to get
A smile for a smile you show to see
Emotions for emotions you feel to sense
A heart to a heart you connect to connect
A hug for a hug open arms of embrace
A kiss for a kiss, that’s a proof of intimacy
Two different hearts now bet as one
Such yoke two souls a merger
One falls the other drops
One’s tears the others sadness
One’s joy the others gladness
And when one fails a heart is broken
Only love can mend again
Love for love so cheap to bargain
Trust for trust so hard to batter
A trusting heart takes time to find a buyer
Yet don’t ask me ‘’why love’’
Falling in love needs no reason.
Hi there, how are you doing?
You still care that strife is a-brewing?
You’re unaware of the overwhelming sensations I feel
Tear me apart and you’ll find that my emotions are real
Wasn’t sure if I said goodbye to you, goodbye to you
At 5:02 AM or was it 5:02 PM?
If I was to endure and pure and was a cure so true
I don’t want to end up like them
Farewell,
Black rose
Oh well…
Don’t overdose
On sadness
But, on gladness
And happiness
And madness…
If you know what I mean…
It’s such radness
That you are weed-green
But, I’m all alone
Not that I cared anyways
I’m on my own
Not that I cared many-a-days
9:19 PM passes me by to 9:20 PM now
I am thinking of the now somehow
I am not thinking of the future or past
This future of mine is vast, so fast…
So, don’t cast me away soon
I’ll be your shimmering moon
Your moods are mine, sister, in a gown
I’m sorry, love, I’ve also let you truly down
A-ll sent greetings are great,
N-ice words come from the heart;
I-mmeasurable joy is brought,
C-ausing a new fresh start.
I-mportant are the greetings for they carry a million mirth;
A-n endless ectasy endorses priceless pleasure to your birth.
V-ery good greetings are sent,
A-ugust fourth sunny day;
L-et them deny the dark,
E-rasing sad twilight away.
N-ight shadows have faded,
Z-one of chill disappears;
U-nder the wide blue sky,
E-arly light delivers cheers.
L-etters of great greetings give complete comfort;
A-llow me to truly exert precious time and effort.
S-ent greetings are great,
A-llowing your mind to unload;
R-eleasing the doubt and worry
T-o make your life not
E-rode.
P-ure delight and gladness
O-ffer a thousand thrill;
N-ew dawn takes away
G-ray clouds and cold chill.
P-erfect rapture and euphoria
O-pen the door to those who wait,
N-ever close your eyes till you receive,
G-reetings sent are great.
May 20 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 35-36
Key Verse – 2Chronicles 35:6 …Sanctify yourselves, and prepare your brethren, that they may do according to the word of the LORD…
FAITH IN GOD WHO WANTS US TO BE SANCTIFIED
God wants us to be sanctified as we live for His glory…
Here we are submitting to Him with faith’s victory
In sharing diligently His Gospel story
For people’s deliverance from hell’s fury.
God wants us to be sanctified as we behold His marvellousness…
Here we are rejoicing triumphantly in Him with faith’s gladness
In abiding in His righteousness
For our security from troubles’ oppressiveness.
God wants us to be sanctified as we seek His mercy…
Here we are praying to Him with faith’s fervency
In trusting His promises’ constancy
For our thanksgiving midst His satisfaction-sufficiency.
God wants us to be sanctified as we hide in Him from persecution…
Here we are standing firmly with faith’s protection
In fighting trial, test and temptation
For our triumph toward His exaltation.
God wants us to be sanctified as we follow His authority…
Here we are obeying Him with faith’s certainty
In complying to His command by His capacity
For our diligence against infirmity.
God wants us to be sanctified as we radiate His light…
Here we are striving toward holiness with faith’s plight
In clinging to His strength and might
For our service that gives Him delight.
God wants us to be sanctified as we praise His name…
Here we are worshipping Him with faith’s flame
In glorifying Him midst truth-claim
For our testimony that magnifies His fame.
May 20, 2025
Joy Unspeakable
Culminate since birth, sprung opened trials,
hither, somewhat tither, consequence waits,
opportune knock as an opened door smiles,
means of one's worth misery, rapture rates.
Character, their drawn portion brings about,
steadfastness accrued, witnessed by others,
contentment approves summation per clout,
worries cringe test, gladness is my druthers.
Cheerfulness wholehearted, sure of oneself,
planned groundwork correspond accurately,
prevailing arrangement fills some bookshelf,
groundbreaking moments burst rapturously.
Enchanting anecdotes, proving their ground,
recurrence linked praising is the best sound.
2021 February 25
*3rd Place*
CONTEST: Joy continuum
JUDGED: 2021 February 26
'NA Poem From a February 2021 Judged Contest -'
~~Constance La France
Gladness, sadness, soulfulness, and loneliness often foam.
The inner irritations that erupt like volcanoes
Unexpressed emotions, like ghosts of the passed away, roam
Urge to break all settled foundations blows like tornadoes
Bats and owls of fears, worries, and anxieties are found.
Helplessness and hopelessness, like comrades, embrace often
Books filled with moral philosophies, too, are seen around.
With the wisdom of the ancient soul, sometimes gets soften
Don't feelings of optimism too, like butterflies flutter?
Care, concern, compassion, and calmness have their precious place.
Each dust of this vale-like cell has mysteries to utter.
Virtuous deeds of my ancestors, from each corner gaze
Within the sanctorum dwell spirits of good and evil.
Sometimes I choose good; often I face evil's upheaval.
The Battle
There was a hell of a fight in heaven; Lucifer wanted
to share power with who would have nothing of it and banned Lucifer
from heaven. But Lucifer who knew of the human weakness
and gladness of shining pearl told them to consume and consume,
and we were blind oblivious of the beggars and the victims of famine and war.
Only when our oceans become a pool of waste and plastic began to react
but we were not ready to blame ourselves, but the producers of plastic bottles.
God is senile, and there is no Putin to take charge to put a cork in the bottle
In the bottle where the evil spirit called Lucifer lives
This is a poetic testimony of a child from an orphanage ...
adopted by loving parents:
Though I look sober, still in the Lord do I indeed rejoice
Grateful am I to hear my father and mother’s voice
With “We love you, dear; you’re a child of our choice.”
As a baby, a lot of things I can’t understand…
But, I’m being trained to trust the Creator Who has perfectly planned
Everything for my life, beauteously grand by His divine brand.
Well, it was sheer triumph of gladness that reigned over my amusement
The very first time I experienced loving home’s engagement…
Yet, please allow me to express sincere “baby-bewilderment.”
So true, I’m puzzled because I don’t have the looks of my Mom and Dad
You can’t blame me if somehow such causes me to be sad, but not mad…
Even if told that the Master wondrously molds me to be a good lad.
Yes, my brain is questioning this present situation of mine…
Hoping that in God’s best time I’ll comprehend His marvelous design:
Why I’m an adopted child, which accordingly is “just fine.”
Now, I’m settled in my adoptive family’s faithful care
While nestling in my parents and siblings’ nurture for my welfare
Thanking them for making me belong with their adoption-share.
Praising the Saviour for my new “psychosocial” identity
I, rescued from abortion, pray earnestly for God’s blessings’ bounty
As I grow up to learn about adoption* and its spiritual beauty.
*Ephesians 1:5 Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will.
Narrative through Rhyme in extended “Tristich” form
May 1, 2019
6th place, "Baby Face What's You THINKIN' 2" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.; judged on 6/3/2019.
Caressing the naked skin
Like whispers of joyous winds
Brilliant hues of silence
Murmur through the sun’s rays
Lifting aching hearts
Coloring thoughts in hope
Breathing lights across the senses
With gentle flickers of laughter
Growing brighter with each smile
Illuminating the nature of every heart
Warming faith in creative ways
Blessing kindness with wonderful aliveness
Gentling the passions that live within
Composing a melody in song and dance
Livening the gifts of inspiration
Singing a hymn of faithful dedication
To those who need the gifts granted
By a Creator who is strong and wise
Grooming the trees for the sighs
Leaves struggling to live and thrive
Washing the moments in amber promises
Wishes for grace that gives
Dreams of days of still harmony
Honoring the nature that believes
Adorning the integrity of those who grieve
With comfort and pleasure
Feelings welcoming the consoling
Who is a gift from the heavens
God’s comfort on the prayers and praises
Of those who need His merciful answers
Heartening the aches of those
Who know only darkness in their thoughts
And need desperately to see the light
That beckons from the stars so bright
Shimmers in the moon and sun
Reaches down to shine on a bleak world
In shadows and in hues
Of gladness and sweet truth
There is the resolution of faith
Quickening the knowledge of grace
That raises the spirit and soothes the soul
With a rich strength from the One who is love
Open Poetry 5 contest
Sponsored by: Charlotte Puddifoot
May 28, 2021
I can hear footsteps walking on the shores and the waves
rumbling from door to door looking for the stranger
in its midst who has the heart to forgive and
the pelican with its long beak searching earnestly
for something amusing to eat. I can hear the door bells ringing
And the stranger singing while the truth with its open guts
rises slowly with the morning sun looking at destiny smiling
I can hear the mad waves over yonder bashing against the anchor
penetrating the dark corners where the ellipse has closed in
The distance keeps rolling by waiting for the midnight cry that resonates with the stranger singing in the midst
It is that feeling that you get when courage is flying high in the air
and hope is wrapped up where destiny is bound
And the day with all its busyness opens the doors for winter gladness
the sorrows of yesterday is already passed and gone and
the skies have breathe a sigh of relief for the bold
stranger whose heart has opened the globe.