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No words I hear
Only silence from my own fear,
No embrace no reassuring hand,
Only doubt, emptiness upon my hand..
Years of emptiness, shame, unworthiness in this uncertain world, I open up your words of faith Lord your son, yet my heartened heart is blind.
You calleth me to come down from that withered tree, as to eat and be fed inside my home, where am I to deserveth such a gift?
Is it I Jesus with whom you seek, no words can I speak, as I serve you with the finest wine, bread, yet you summoned me to sit at your feet to say My Child, I come as to feed your soul as I see you are sad.
You have suffered with doubt, fear FAITH, let me pray with you, just as the deer wander upon this earth seeking water, let me be the oats upon which they eat, reach out your hand my CHILDREN, let your body hunger no more as to walk free in the prairies of wheat and wildflowers, as to be warmed by the morning sun, Go Forth to be ONE with my FATHER in Grace.
Unbearable thoughts barreling through my head
Decaying in this silent chamber...
Where I desperately cry for help
Words come out useless...I have no capability to yelp
They haven't collapsed in the hands of the unforgiving jail-keeper
This pain grows in my bones...making me weaker
No one bothers to consider me
Circulated by envious glory
That snicker at my carrion body as it drops in dripping failures
Dragged by the sickening thought of living with jailers
As if i had no outlook to life...
I'm still placed in this cold-heartened chamber
Because I'm drenched in silence...
haunted by the deafening atmosphere
sensing a load of terrorized fear
Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence
Cautious of the hovering thoughts,
transforming itself into my dreadful, panicky past
This hopelessness doesn't seem to matter
In this chamber of deceitfulness
Someday...hopefully Someday...
This silent chamber will shatter
For now, I'll abide in this loathsome,
silent chamber
Until God, My Savior, will shatter this wretched place
Into smithereens
Today, a miracle heartened my soul
Flowing through my veins in crimson
Purple wisdom strengthening, caressing
Bringing pieces of hope and contentment
Echoing joy, brilliant rays of sweet serenity
Poetry praising the creator of the universe
With sensitivity and delicious, rich vision
Destiny whispering through my tender heart
Welcoming the grace of One who knows me
With a gentle embrace, soothing and healing
His love approves of my softly running tears
Grasping spirits with sensitivity from prayers
That are risking it all to give back a small piece
Of the warmth and meaning that inspires
Good feelings of promise that it will be alright
God’s Son ~ Wonderful, counselor, Creator
Of the stars, the moon, the sun and flower
Beckons to me from the heavenly home where
I know He awaits His finest hour, the moment
When every knee shall bow to worship Him
In spirit and in truth, I feel the joy that echoes
Through my bones, scraping away nastiness
Cleaning the depths of my soul, making me white
As the fresh fallen snow, amazingly spotless, new
Incapable of sin or wickedness, filled with honesty
With God’s Son, there is the sweetest inspiration
A sense of pure revelation for all that is good
Stirring beauty and repose that brings light
From the darkest storm and encourages the heart
To reach for the moon and touch the stars
With Jesus, there is hope, faith, and pure sweet love
Completion of the story that has kept words dancing
From the pages, singing out a tune of warm yearning
For creativity and insight, breaths of spiritual wisdom
Found inside the relationship born of grace, salvation
Praise Him! He is everything to me!
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (15) ,any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
July 29, 2020
“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
~ Maya Angelou
Her smile is like the sunlight
Reflecting through the forest
Dancing with the leaves, across the hills
Whispering joyfully, kissing the stillness
With a kindness that is contagious
A kindness that the heart applauds
Kindness, an open door to the heart’s love
Her laughter is like the melodies
Angels playing sweet instruments
Softly, sweetly, soothing the spirit
With the echoes of enchanting songs
Gentle tunes, breathless wonder
Flowing across the silence with abiding
Peace, pouring out laughter, sincerity
Her joy is like the promise of grace
Raining down hope through the soul
Coloring the spirit in hues, vibrant and bold
Sensations so brilliant they astonish
Even the very wise and the strong, the powerful
Rays of a love too wonderful to describe
Love that is alive as the moon and the stars
Her embrace is like the soft touch of wind
Breathing its sighs across the hills,
Filling the heart with inspiration, visions
Pleasures so spontaneous and special
They feel like a silent prayer has been answered
With “absolutely” – you are blessed
You are sanctified by the grace of amazing faith
Her satisfaction is like release of dreams, free
From every burden of fear or doubt
Leaving you filled with courage that lasts
Daring that lifts you from the darkness
Into the shimmering sparkle of a light
Where your silhouette can conquer anything
Your dreams can become truth, reality
Her simplicity is like the beauty of a thought
Who encourages, inspires and enlightens
Her goodness, her confidence, the wisdom
That is like a life pouring out warmth, serenity
Flowing amid the promises of a creativity
Who believes and agrees to be heartened
By the feelings that stream from her soul
She is like God’s angel, His gift to His children
She is a mother, His revelation – His plan
No one on earth can be more lovely
She is irreplaceable – She is the reason I always say…
I am blessed more than anyone else I know
I am blessed with a mother who makes me feel…
Like I am her reason – her joy and her purpose
Thank God for my mother, the one who shines her light
Into my spirit, into my dreams, into my joy and into my feelings!
Devastated and delirious
Feeling so suicidal
feeling so devastated
devastated and destroyed
devastated and ravaged
ravaged and ruined
ravaged and wasted
wasted and inconsolable
wasted and brokenhearted
brokenhearted and afflicted
brokenhearted and grieving
grieving and mournful
grieving and anguished
anguished and in despair
anguished and despondent
despondent and dejected
despondent and depressed
depressed and disheartened
depressed and downcast
downcast and gloomy
downcast and saddened
saddened and pitiful
saddened and pained
pained and anxious
pained and moody
moody but encouraged
moody but heartened
heartened and comforted
heartened and hopeful
hopeful and reassured
hopeful and contented
contented and cheerful
contented and happy
happy and merry
happy and joyful
joyful and delighted
joyful and radiant
radiant and jubilant
radiant and elated
elated and exhilarated
elated and exultant
exultant and gladdened
exultant and blissful
blissful and ecstatic
blissful and enraptured
enraptured and transported
enraptured and delirious
delirious and walking on air
delirious and transcendent
transcendent
air
50 line blitz
emotional roller coaster what a ride!
John Derek Hamilton
July 26,2016
Bowing head she begins, petitioning assistance, pleading earnestly:
“Forgive me lord, these feelings you inspire have long eluded me,
A stranger in your throne of divinity, I am distressed as can be
Regretful of bygones, replete in misery of blight-ridden streets
Where remnants of my foolish deeds lie dismantled and deplete
Near a battered graveyard, where in repose lies my father’s body,
Sorrowed I stood there, stilled as stone, grieving night all alone
Longing for his forgiveness for things I should have said and done
Choosing instead to be wild and undone, not caring for anyone,
In company of clueless friends where covenants of life I misread
Pretending to celebrate happiness in bonfires of souls wretched;
Sitting on this pew now, guided by invisible hand, I feel glow of light
Going back to my youth, recalling your halo on candles of delight
As feeble beats of my unborn child echo solemn words of prayer
Heartened by your revelations, while unconditional love I declare,
In repentance of contrite past, paying homage to a sanguine start
Gratified you blessed my child, donning enlightenment I’ll depart
In atonement you impart, humming your song in my grateful heart.”
And she steps out into the night crooning lullaby to her beloved child,
A single mother pledging to revise pages of fate in epistle of destiny
Promising to unshroud yesteryear’s dawns in tomorrow’s sunshine,
Vowing to guard her unborn from flawed paradigms, vagaries of time
Poised to defy malevolence in sacred pact with benevolence of life.
October 25, 2021
Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 26 – Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: Invocation
THE HEIR
Beneath banners bold, a baby boy blooms,
His shaped realm royalty reign looms.
Heir to the hallowed, heartened throne room.
In his reign, a kingdom, he promised to prune.4
Tiny toes toward the tapestry tread,
Before the Queen Mother, his marbled path led.
His kingdom awaits, with bated breath & bliss,
A noble heir, designly destined for success.8
From his cradle, cradled with care,
To his preteen, prettily protected & père,
A princely presence, beyond compare.¹¹
In his eyes lies the witty wisdom of ages,
A lineage of leaders, handed down through stages.
From his tiny fingers, pure power shall flow,
Leading his kin & kingdom, with a gentle glow.¹5
Long live little one, as dreams take flight,
The throne awaits, cloaked in the night.
The future monarch's destiny is crystal clear.
The heir is here & the kingdom holds him dear.¹?
Crowned curls cradle, cherubic charm's cheer,
Stately son, sovereign small, so sincere.
Gazes gleam, as the gentle Queen grins,
For her future's found in her foremost kin.²³
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
FORM: Alliteration/Rhymes
Copyright ©? December, 2023.
oh, my precious child,
let me kiss away your weep -
do not be troubled, the moon but bids good night,
stars whispering their ancient lullaby,
swallowing not, the western reach,
but merely giving pause to the day, waking
so that the grateful star of morn
should adorn its burgeoning bosom.
let not the salty seep of your cheek yet trill
such certain and elegant inequity there be,
should a stain darken that pinafore, pressed.
a scandal be my name with thy mother,
should those eyes dampen your Sunday best,
and surely not for the sake of Luna's languor -
oh, such dire dalliance, that!
I adore thee, my wee lass
boundless are the ways -
echoed in your mother's smile
there, so deep your gaze.
'tis true, his aged face did blush, fleeting,
dipping his dusty chin to the sea,
but it was for Sol's regard only,
their goodnight kiss - pressed tender, a-cheek
and no misfortune was spun.
we shall return, my child, sooner than soon,
and you will bear witness their recurrence!
your old man moon will beg company again,
with his patient aspect beaming -
shimmering bright for your veneration -
soft, soft, so daubs the moon
soft as bluebells blooming -
wan on skin to softly swoon
e'er a dream's consuming.
oh, I vow this to you, my daughter!
you shall dance again on this shore,
bound and prance, my tiny ballerina!
you will twirl in the breath of evening, I am sure,
lit by the gangling glow, star-ward,
and tonight's lament will seem a silly song,
you shall see and be heartened, my little one!
and should I yet kiss that weep away, too?
ah, but joyous, those tears...
and as the heavens themselves,
and the best born of a father's heart,
how immeasurable their number!
oh, my darling, precious child!
Sunshine glistens through the oaks and pines, trees
Revealing the wonders of God’s sweet light
Hearts reminded of those who’re so at ease
Washing away the cares who’re just not right
Since we’re yearning for the joy in leisure
Revealing the wonders of God’s sweet light
Relaxing brings us our greatest pleasure
Twisting dreams so we are clearly inspired
Since we’re yearning for the joy in leisure
Unsure what it feels like to be retired
Set for the sweetness of doing nothing
Twisting dreams so we are clearly inspired
Comforted by the repose of this thing
Where the heart rains hopeful inspirations
Set for the sweetness of doing nothing
Heartened to feel the sing-song sensations
Sunshine glistens through the oaks and pines, trees
Where the heart rains hopeful inspirations
Hearts reminded of those who’re so at ease
In time, my love will grow as you wish,
In time, I may want to kiss you even more,
In time, I would always want you near me,
When you are here, satisfy and gratify,
........... I would be.
In time, I would want to be with you,
Wishing you, would love me more and dear,
Wishing your love to grow ever each year,
Gladden my heart as love deepens too.
In time, I would love to hear you,
As your tender whispers sing in my ears,
In time, I would want to love only you,
As you are always gentle with my soul,
Easing all of my fears, endears you to my heart,
But now we are still so far apart,
I am heartened, wishing our future to brighten,
As of now we are still longing and wishing,
And hoping that you can see through my emotions.
In time, you would be here always, to stay,
In time, your sweet love will smitten my heart,
In time, your deep affections,
......... will brighten our lives,
In time, we would never, ever be away and apart...
........ from each other..
Jieranai T Maier
August-September 2004