Long Grandeur Poems
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Fall leaves tumble to their slipshod decay,
oozing from the crowns of tedious trees.
A mephitic scrunch with their latter sway,
as they are raked into wide whisking seas.
Coral-hued yew berries grace the yard's path,
late hollyhocks, and sunflowers shine bright.
Marigolds adorn door homes with gold lath,
thorn twigs in crimson holes dapple faxed sight.
As the bounty of nature sparks strange start,
saffron periwinkle countless bright shades.
Giving a boost to the Fall grandeur art;
the hues of oak trees fluctuate by glades.
Topaz leaves stuck in a sapphire whisk breeze;
fall reveals deep facts, a sprint ember squeeze.
February 6 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Leviticus 16-18
Key Verse – Leviticus 16:2 And the LORD said unto Moses, Speak unto Aaron thy brother, that he come not at all times into the holy place within the vail before the mercy seat, which is upon the ark; that he die not: for I will appear in the cloud upon the mercy seat.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO APPEARS UNTO BY HIS MERCY
Praise be to God for appearing unto us by His mercy to:
Accept our offerings and oblations
Approve our optimistic openness
Affirm our orderliness midst oneness
Answer our oppression against oppositions
Acknowledge our obedience toward obligations
Assure our oath by His ordinances
Apprehend our offences along obsessions
Leviticus 17:4-6 Praise be to the Lord Who
exhorts us to offer a sweet savour unto Him:
Trusting His grace
Thanking His goodness
Triumphing in His greatness
Testifying about His generosity
Toiling with His gladness
Telling about His grandeur
Taking His guidance
Leviticus 18:2 Praise be to the Saviour Who tells us,
“I am the LORD Your God” and Who:
Builds us up to walk in His holy ways
Bears us to do His will
Braces us to wake up to His warnings
Breaks us to wait with humble willingness
Binds us to cleave to His promises of great worth
Beautifies us to waste not His strength in our weakness
Blesses us in our wants while being vigilantly watchful. Amen!
February 6, 2024
The fall - oh so lovely - is in my eyes
the sweetest candy which each year I see,
for when persimmon often paints the skies,
stunning are those sunsets surprising me
with swirls sometimes of crimson - purple too.
My roses even blossom one last time
before the winter comes and fall is through.
Fall’s beauty makes me want to write with rhyme!
The trees have reached their zenith; colors bloom
in such bright hues before the cold arrives
to strip them bare and bring on winter’s gloom.
The fall inspires poets, and sonnets thrive.
How many by fall have been enraptured?
What grandeur with words have poets captured!
I gaze up as you slowly come into view
above the horizon and into the sky,
painting the clouds in colors of every hue.
Blue birds awaken and they begin to fly
as I feel your radiance warming my face,
and your blinding brightness shining in my eye.
Flowers lift their faces to feel your embrace,
and all life welcomes you at the start of day
longing always to see your grandeur and grace.
Even when winter skies are cloudy and grey
our faith tells us you are forever around,
and tomorrow you will be there come what may;
above us in the sky not making a sound
lighting our world and giving life an assist,
and every day of our lives you will be found.
If eternal clouds filled our skies you’d be missed
for without you, O Sun, life could not exist.
December 9, 2017
In the wake of an avarice moment,
Yield into a serendipitous claim,
Love witnessed a desire being potent,
The grandeur Laurentian Abyss, she came.
Her hair the color of passionate heat,
Trailed sparks in the carved vale of the Abyss,
She brought the ardor of men their defeat,
And vanquished hearts with her outpour of bliss.
Genteel tasks in her liquefied domain,
Her expressed lured eyes left their thoughts to wane,
From Neptune Masiff, left many in vain,
The heights alone made the challenge, a strain.
Her laughter championed her wanton trust,
Abyss turned Masiff, the mermaid of lust.
2019 September 21
Amidst forest sheath, shelters a castle once coppice
Yielded promises once kept now relinquished roughness
Shadows lace the ferns, cracks, and emboss moss; orchestral
Pieces crawl upon the ancestral stone castle walls
Noiseless dark and foreboding hypnotic mistral wind
Surround and bound my realm of one with one and all blind
Ought I, beget this magical slumbering beauty
Verdant tapestries would flourish my solemn duty
Sovereignty thereof my own medieval kingdom
Beauty in its grandeur, brandish domains sublime rhythm
Kingdom undivided ruled with integrity
Capture back what had been once blessed with its legacy
Days would chuckle with praise of honeysuckle sunlight
Rewriting freedom like the ocean waves move to bite
Bathed in the light will flourish enjoying the harvest
Overflowing wealth of golden fields, rivers, harnessed
Gardens comfort lambent skies through nourishing seasons
In my reign; doors open welcoming to the region
2/25/2017
Racing through fields with hyacinths pink
The wind mushes my hair, stroking my nape
As cicadas hum out to me of life's grandeur,
That I pause pause as bouyant brooks roll on :
All around me the enchantment of earth mother,
Her waft replaying tales of seasons we lead...
Together we are one, listening kindly
Amid creation's songs without question
Until night's melody gradually ends.
Here I pirouette beneath the crown of sky,
Moist grasses tickling my feet,
While fragrant air peals songs of joy and agony
Until ancient forest trees nod at me,
I nod back, a rosy twinkle on my lips
Awakening the little girl within.
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Brian's V Contest
So very many amazing things
beauty of life tugs at heartstrings
the height a man can reach to
and glory when the gifts are true
Submission to the voices call
spectrum of talents given to all
a measure of each within it’s presence
remarkable joy in their pleasance
My Lord beneath you I bow
prostrate myself the view me allow
with praise for the knowledge I see
bounteous is the perception that be
Indwelling mankind genius you shower
capacity for splendor that you empower
Voices lifted to you in praise
that endow us grandeur within our days
Articulation of an heavenly song
woven tapestry whose fabric is strong
sculpture divested the works of hands
magnificent music produced in the lands
The filigree of crowns in artifice
in every skill produces things nice
who among us will credit you
that as children copy what you do
With lightening you so us inspire
and draw upon our inner desire
amongst the rocks and stones we gather
searching for life and loves that matter
Like a seamstress who gathers dreams
stitched together in close knit seams
clothing us in royal vesture
a grace given by your gesture
An architect who builds dream homes
music of heart practiced by tones
in gardens where rainbows live
diversity of presents in man you give
Sometimes I look at man and see your face
you build those who recognize your grace
little pieces of joy in such empty space
and so many have lost it’s trace
The adversary seeks to leave us dry
to dam the waters from our sky
and parch the land of God’s vision
to hold us all in his derision
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
The fleet of silver fringed cloud floats away
across ashen sea of end-summer sky.
The beguiled birds bathe in the blue of bay,
as fall arrives with hued pace on the sly.
The meadow wears the crown of diamond dew,
flickers with the finesse of dawn’s dream glow.
Lining the cinnabar garden path new,
the tawny trees shed bronze leaves rustling slow.
The setting sun sets fire in serene sky,
makes cosmic collage of red ember bright.
In its shimmer my spirit ascends high,
the gleam of golden milieu wraps my sight.
In autumn night the sprouting stars I see
drizzle silver dust with aura of glee.
Around their solar father, planets circle in space
Each traveling the celestial realm at its own pace
But there is one he seems to dote on most of all
She's a lovely ballerina, dancing at the Galaxy Ball
A tulle skirt she wears in the guise of glittering rings
Moving in the black velvet sky as if she has wings
An endless performance choreographed by the stars
to music played by its moons, heard far away as Mars
Saturn shines like a beacon in the vast Milky Way
like a beautiful prima ballerina twirling in a ballet
Regal is the celestial sphere in her graceful pirouette
Bowing after a presentation no one could ever forget
His Majesty, is delighted and with a warm applause
He nods to his favorite child... in her he sees no flaws
He would place a crown upon her, made of ice and rock
and gift her marvelous gowns to adorn her as a frock
He cannot get near enough to embrace her in his arms
Enamored by Saturn, Ra is quite smitten by her charms
With human eyes, she appears buttery yellow and pale
Perhaps her constant dancing leaves her tired and frail
I would honor her with a poem, an ode in which each line
tells of her grandeur or write a song that would be divine
Far away, she may be but still mesmerizing to my eyes
Saturn, a distant amber gem, dancing amid starry skies