Long Goodwill Poems
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I have one goal, that is to become whole
Not to be faultless, but a gracious soul
To not become angry, but understand
When folk do the things I find underhand.
Anger does nothing but drive one insane
Those causing it, to them it's just a game
Must learn to let those hurtful words depart
Not to let them sting alike a thrown dart.
With only goodwill and fine deeds to do
A smile to greet all those that I meet too
My heart would then increase millionfold
It would seem my life was made of pure gold.
I must remember to pray day and night
That I can become a beacon of Light
Listening to what the Lord has to say
On how to shine bright, in a godly way.
Hoping it won’t be long for me to reach
The goal I desire, that will gift me peace.
I wish to be remembered, when I’m gone
For a lifetime well lived, by everyone.
The lying sewer rats have revealed themselves once again
a tale has surfaced without credit but begs to be king
this plague and disease has taken away innocent life
We all can see the scorpion in words published in a sting
the odour leaves an invisible stench deeply within souls rooted
Our nation has what it deserves corrupted evil swine
wallowing in self pity crying over spilt milk bad eggs
poor in spirit drunken by their lack of knowledge
wisdom is condemned as false doctrine to address logic
Where creeps the shadows over the truth sandwiched
hiding behind a mask the joker laughs at democracies fools
This world is falling into the pits of hell with rotten apples
at the helm they form a circle dividing people to core beliefs
brainwashed individuals follow their leaders backwards principles
God be with anyone who can think for themselves
because the trendy have lost all faith and love
they judge everyone by their own standards
afraid of the cross they bear malice against goodwill
Sin we all can see how you mutilate everything Holy
take one look into the heart of this problem unfolding
hide your face in shame as the day will come when you kneel
Deck the Halls
Whacked the guy that stole my money
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
"Jail's the place for you now, sonny,"
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
"Grant you pardon? Kill that notion!"
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Toss the key now to the ocean
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Good King Wencelas
Christmas Day has come around
Let's play Dirty Santa
Where your goodwill won't rebound
We'll just go bananas
Be as cheap as we can be
Spend no more than fiver
And I think we all agree
Everyone's a miser
We Wish You A Merry Christmas
A bad girl I've been
Forgive me my sin
Please don't give me charcoal
For the gift swap this year
negativity
peel away layers
behold emptiness
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© Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 5/15/09
All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Senior Advisor, to Founder of Motivational Strips
Ambassador De Literature
Noble Star of Literature 2018
Living Legend of the 21st Century
Pentasiv B World Friendship Poetry Featured Poet 2019
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.
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Sea of faces in a long queue
The final rush right here on cue
Chinese lunar new year's eve styles
Grab and procure goodies worthwhile
So many things to attend to
Auspicious feelings spring now woos
Share a reunion dinner meal
Smiles abound as cheer fills and heals.
The customary red gift pacts
Lucky money brings fortune's tact
Soon we celebrate a grand start
Spring hurls new year to charm each heart
These special times where joy meets cheer
A festive soul greets happy here
Time for tribe and kin to gather
To welcome a brand new treasure
New clothes and auspicious symbols
Town painted red and clash of cymbals
Lion dancing and fire crackers noise
Drum beats and swaying to rejoice
Watch fond goodwill design a feast
Cheer and attract the dragon beast
Under the moonlit pavilion
We sip tea and feel devotion
The modern times have come to terms
With ancient traditions that firm.
All our rush to prepare and dwell
Now turns up good feelings that tell
Here's to the Goat year auspicious
Spring time galore most delicious
May all your dreams flood far and wide
"Gong-Xi-Fa-Cai" right by your side!
Leon Enriquez
17 February 2015
Singapore
[Jenna recently described Santa’s job spec. I said I fancied
the job… and then Tom killed him. Well I couldn’t take that lying down!]
[[by the way… say ‘chance’ like you’re American, unless you are American,
In which case, say it like you’re you]]
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So Santa is dead or so it is said
Tom C left Soup Creek to ‘put him to bed’
It’s a cold hard truth
That up on the roof
‘You’re taking a dive,’ he angrily said
Mr Red’s vacated his position
I will step up with one precondition
I want gin not brandy
And if I get randy
An elf-ess with no inhibition
What is Cunningham's hidden agenda
Did he hope he would be a contender
He ain’t got a chance
My ass fits the pants
Mr C is a bare faced pretender
But this is a time of goodwill
And warm hearts in spite of the chill
This note that I’ve found
Says free drinks all round
And Tom C is paying the bill
The bells are calling as the snowflakes fall
Illuminations twinkle with delight
A goodwill message sent to one and all
The joys of Christmas fill this festive night.
Excited children gaze with gleaming eyes
They think of Santa and his gifts galore
Their hearts fast beating at each wrapped surprise
Anticipation of what lies in store.
The smell of cooking, stuffing, sweets and drink
Pervades the nostrils, tempting with desire.
Food in abundance, bulging glasses clink
The ambience pleasing, by a cozy fire.
In glaring contrast, by deserted docks
A hobo shivers in a cardboard box.
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Contest: Shakespearean Sonnet
Hosted by Carolyn Devonshire
Placed 6th
© 21st October 2018
Life, a fleeting dream, warbling on meadows:
A season of spring and season of snows;
Sometimes in sunshine, sometimes in shadows,
Joy of autumns and woes of wintry throes.
And it journeys on, vying gleam of dawn
Only to confront grief of fate forlorn:
Of conquests lost, trepidations bygone,
Of nightmares roiling reveries of morn;
Lamenting goodwill that yesterdays tossed
And despairs of hardships hurdles doled out
Until bridge of life triumphant steps crossed,
Where blossoms of success its prairies sprout.
Where fruits of life on trees of acclaim grow
Claiming winsome now, defeating sorrow,
Lauding bliss sublime, free of grieving throe,
Cherishing today and dreams of morrow.
July 16, 2022
Placed 1st: It’s All About Three Q’s Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Theme: Life
Rhymes: abab, cdcd, efef, ghgh
(Rhymezone)
Syllables: 10 per line (HMS.com)
seek to always understand what you must be
and what you must do
let nothing stop you from attaining
what it is God requires of you
God has for you a purpose and a role to fulfill
come to Him with an open mind and a heart full of goodwill
He will bring value and meaning into your life
He will make known the path you must follow to be in Christ
He will give you grace, He will provide inspiration
He will give you mercy and spiritual salvation
become a new creation, be born anew
open up your heart and let the Holy Spirit be in you
and know that with God you will always find
a sense of rightness just keep an open mind
Upon the arc rises familiar visage of tenebrous dawn
As birdsongs protest, yet another day gone wrong,
In anguish of emptiness thrashing~ stygian, forlorn,
Screaming relentlessly of despondent, indignant void
Blasting his emotions, clasped in poignant thoughts.
Nothingness was the theme of his darkened night
That brazenly shrouded luminance of starlit skies,
As the waxing moon turned pallid, refusing to shine
And benevolence of Venus dolefully uttered a sigh
When dreams, too, acceded to nightmares’ assault.
Life has been a long journey, trekking hills of misery
In hollow pursuit of hope, always despaired trying~
Every forward step of progress unresponsive, lacking
To rescue him from oblivion, from gravity of abyss,
Where silence echoes fear, warning there is no exit.
He knows intimately, she too feels dread of anxiety:
Of ocean-storms unseasonably rushing summer heat,
Parching her delicate notions of blossoming spring,
Of harsh winters encroaching on her autumns fiercely;
Yet, she stands steadfastly, defying the curse of grief.
Prodding goodwill of divinity she tolls bells of harmony
Giving voice and meaning to life’s reassuring feelings
Clamoring for a day to brighten halo of their morning,
Demanding relief; with her clenched fists at the ready…
Forever, if it takes that long, to alter path of destiny.
December 20, 2021
Poem of the day on December 22, 2021
Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 27 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title: A Shout Into The Void