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I'm so perplexed, so perplexed
Did I just send that nasty text?
I’m so bewildered, bewildered…
I hung out with the wrong herd
I need tons of godliness
I need some gladness
I need some happiness
I need to make progress
I want to do the impossible
Please love me till I am able
I need your glorious, gracious godliness
Need many, many traits of righteousness
Christ, come now
I need You somehow
I need that Kingdom of God
Yes, I vertically nod…nod…
I need tons of godliness
I need some gladness
I need some happiness
I need to make progress
I want to do the impossible
Please love me till I am able
I need your glorious, gracious godliness
Need many, many traits of righteousness
I’m so lost without You near
I’m so lost and I am in fear
Give me endless cheer
Wipe away my tears
I’ve been lost for years
Hold on to me, my dear
I’m so alarmed, but I need to be brave
I’m so alert and aware – I need to behave
I need tons of godliness
I need some gladness
I need some happiness
I need to make progress
I want to do the impossible
Please love me till I am able
I need your glorious, gracious godliness
Need many, many traits of righteousness
I need Your Spirit of grand, pure hope
Your beautiful soul is glowing so dazzlingly
I am slowly hanging on my very last rope
Take me far, far away from mere captivity
So many seeking to attack me
telling lies of my spiritual state
saying there's no hope in God
showing their hatred to me berate
But God the one I will look to
who lifts me up my constant shield
so I can lie down to sleep
for the Lord sustains as I appealed
So I'll not fear the numbers there
no matter against me they're set
for thy word will arise to save
the enemies He'll defeat even yet
God's salvation belongs to Him alone
He sends it forth to bless His own
to conquer all our enemies He will
making all peoples quiet and so still
(PSALM 3 (ESV)
O Lord, how many are my foes!
Many are rising against me;
many are saying of my soul,
there is no salvation for him in God.
But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,
my glory, and the lifter of my head.
I cried aloud to the Lord,
and he answered me from his holy hill.
I lay down and slept;
I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.
I will not be afraid of many thousands of people
who have set themselves against me all around.
Arise, O Lord!
Save me, O my God!
For you strike all my enemies on the cheek;
you break the teeth of the wicked.
Salvation belongs to the Lord;
your blessing be on your people!)
Triumphant to mature with growth-delight
Let’s pursue against selfish nature-blight…
Vanquishing greed midst arrogant culture’s height
Let’s care and share as we feature kindness’ sprite…
Steadfast upon truth-posture midst mercy-filled light
Let’s show compassionate gesture along sharing flight…
While basking in well-being’s nurture against ailment fright
Let’s smite frustration’s torture by engaging in meaningful fight…
Enjoying good lecture about nutritious bite
Let’s feast on diet’s riches that picture triumphant sight…
Keeping on along faith’s venture of prayerful might
Let’s glow with love-brightened stature day and night…
HopefuI for transformation with renewed vesture to do right
Let’s thank God*, our life’s Source, being His divine creature, heavenly bright.
* In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
July 1, 2026
1st place, "Ambition Or Hope" Monorhyme Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 7/15/2026.
Being not consumed we stand true
only by God's merciful grace
this is the God of eternity supreme
we receive compassion from His face
Compassion is the watchword from God
for the Lord provides never to fail
in His promises always surely certain
trust His sovereign hand even from gales
Always new never turns old
waken up every morning bright
great is the faithfulness of God
like no other shines daily alight
My soul speaks so profoundly
therefore trust with one hope
the Lord is my portion is my call
holding fast to the divine rope
Lamentations three verses 22-24
set to memory in your mind
whenever down bring to recall
for the Lord has heavenly signed
(Lamentations 3: 22-24.
"Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
"The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“Therefore I hope in Him!”
Be sure to be content in God
have no envy for the sinful lost
for their judgement will surely come
then their sin will surely be cost
True wisdom is to fear the Lord
continually and fully all the day
live reverently under His hand
learning to obey all He does say
This is a sure and certain future
for God's promises are forever true
His way for His own are always good
such is our assurance for God to do
The Lord gives us HIs divine blessings
for a sure and a truly certain hope
this from everlasting to everlasting
always hanging on to heaven's rope
This heavenly hope is divinely sent
coming down from Lord's gracious hand
trust Him fully for each and every day
till we cross Jordan onto Canaan's land
(Let not your heart envy sinners,
but continue in the fear of the Lord all the day.
Surely there is a future,
and your hope will not be cut off.)
Proverbs 23: 17,18 (esv)
Amid the white patches of that mauve gracious dusk,
I bask in an awaited dawn since I found myself from a lost world
to win over my innermost conflicts at last,
I remember the spirit that rejoiced my tattered hopes...
~~~~~~My Phoenix spirit guides me in~~~~~
That mighty river~~
which flowed through rapids and ravines and
streams that mingled into it or crossed a path just once,
I remember the light which kept me sane...
The incessant cycle~~
of nights and days,
inconspicuous, anticipated, enchanting
I remember hushed whispers transforming into soothing lullabies..
That steady rock~~
which stands for ages facing all the odds
to wait for a pleasant morning,
I remember how it revived the withering moss...
That drop of rain~~
which poured to rejuvenate life in grief,
I remember how it soaked parched Earth in colors...
That winter breeze~~
accompanied by frost, undesired yet gleaming with delight,
I remember the wings that made it soar in the sky..
That lost alley in the woods~~
which guided voyagers even when nobody liked to walk upon it,
I remember the fire that guided a laid path...
That oak tree~~
which grew from a sapling when storms tried to uproot it,
I remember the courage that kept it upright...
The warrior who never gave up~~
despite the battles lost in the journey,
I remember the ashes that built her again...
The woman who found a life~~
growing from a naive girl who learnt from her mistakes,
I remember the dreams that revealed the mystery of love....
A light of faith, a ray of hope,
A drop of elixir, a soothing breeze
The fire that builds from ashes to rebirth
over lands to fly upon and rise
It guides me, lights me, loves me
While I rise to revive my hopes
I see a Phoenix engulfing my spirit.
May 26, 2020
Spirit Animal Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance(Dear Heart)
Winner: First Place
Inspired by doing nothing. Be still and embrace the Silence. Get in touch with your Inner Being. Your Soul wants to speak to you.
May your Soul thrive
By Michelle Morris
06/10/2025
Why not take a moment
Today doesn't have to be a rush
Be still and embrace the Silence
There is enough Time for all of us
Feel free to be Present and let go
Allow God's Guidance to bless and flow
His Angels surround and protect you
There's Faith and Hope to be known
Get in touch with your Inner Being
Your Soul wants to speak to you
You are blessed with Special Powers
Gifts that God Grace's imbued
There's only one of you in this World
In the entire Universe so vast
You're made from Starlight and Stardust
It's amazing what you can cast
For you are the Magic and Meaning
An absolute pleasure to Know and Love
You create Miracles and Blessings
Through Power sent from Above
So take it slow and enjoy the ride
Your Life is filled with Moments
There is Joy and Happiness to experience
There is Love and Light and Hope
Have Faith that it will all work out
For there is a Plan and Path for you
May you find your Purpose and your Magic
May your Soul thrive in all you do
© Michelle Morris, 2025
Surging storm swarms in the shattered sky,
traces tormenting terror in frantic air flowing by.
The whispering wind of joy knows not why
it should face the ruthless turbulence of despair nigh.
Afflicting anger in the spiteful mind flares up high,
smolders the sullen life to make extant ember fly.
The anguished ashes drift away, failing to find nearby
the solace of benign hope, the heart doesn’t comply.
Harrowing haze clutches the hidden horizon to mystify,
spreading the shroud of gloom in the ambiance awry.
Away from the veiled sun the charcoal clouds glide sly,
hoping from dark a bright day will appear, they’ll descry.
Seething sorrow makes marooned mind to silently sigh,
permeates pain in heart plunged in misery by and by.
Agony rescinds as divine touch illumines the soul to rely,
in blessed life’s sanctum sedate hope weaves bliss to lie.
In this moment
I seem free
Less clouded then before
The world around me has evolved
My life now is not the same as before
To be honest I have never felt so free
The contents of my mind are vivid
But my aspirations for the future are brighter
It takes strength each day to look past your faults
We all need to do this because in the end we only hurt ourselves
Look outside the comfort bubble
You will see so many different wonders
This world is not out to get you
You are out to get yourself
Put in that mirror what you want to get out of it
Because life is too short for any missed opportunities.
You will never know your potential till you put yourself out there for all of us to discover.
You and I are a beauty to behold believe that and time will show you just that.
Spiraling down the old forsaken road,
Oh, the dirt—the burdensome load!
Can I not drift, afloat on a boat?
This despair, a weight I never sought.
Mind awake with dreams unfulfilled,
Hope decays with each passing beat.
Noises loud, yet silence lingers—
Does this path lead to eternal defeat?
Life walks hand in hand with the night,
Does spring not spread its golden light?
The sun stands high, yet shadows reign.
Must I trudge on with a heart so tight?
Lead me, I pray, O spirits divine,
From the wicked ways of mortal design.
Lest with impurity my fate be cast,
Refine my soul—pure, free, and vast.