Long Hopefulness Poems
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She’s a cure…
Faithfulness not blurred; not meant to injure, she matters
I honor
Her and her son
Sure –
She had an adventure
Endured
Through hardships with a heart of hope, pretty and pure
Bore Christ
And that's real amazing!
Always prized
Her blessed miracle
She's strong, a vital virgin unconditionally unmeasured
I believe she lived life selflessly, honor rewards for her deserved
She didn’t go by pleasure alone – it strikes me absurd
That she's underrated and the mother who gave birth to a mirth-righteous savior, safely and dutifully delivered
She lives long in my heart and I am extremely grateful
God, from the start, chose her to bore someone peaceable
She played a marvelous role
I really like her as a whole
Beautiful blessings
Forgiveness so sweetly sings
For all to hear in joy if we forgive ourselves first and repent in heartfelt hopefulness that doesn't mark us blind...there are plenty of peace to find
See what benevolence brings
There are beginnings
To our ends - Mary's son, who grew into a man, died for our sins, a perfect plan planned up before he was a boy...a future to unravel for all mankind
To be hopeful is to always believe,
To have faith and to not disbelieve,
To wont more from life than is given,
To strive for success to be driven,
To be hopeless is to give up the fight,
To extinguish that bright sparkling light,
It’s so easy to just lay down, give up,
To just run away and, cover it up,
It’s not always the easiest path way,
But having hope will make headway,
Dreaming of hope is just not enough,
You have to work at it and be tough,
Pushing yourself forward you’ll achieve,
There will be barriers but just believe,
Have faith in yourself, and your abilities,
Ignore the liabilities and impossibilities,
Believe in the opportunities, and positivities
Take advantage of all possible probabilities.
By Sarah Cope
I beg for your forbearance
For I have disregarded my faith towards You
I beg for your healing in advance
For I have disclaimed Your protection and now I’m blue
Do you notice that I’m blanketed in deep distress?
My pillow is soaked externally with unsettling tears
My good memories that bestowed hopefulness
Has been meddled with for years
Has been mistreated and replaced by insecure dreadfulness
I need shelter from the tide of despairs and fears
I’m shattered and I’m seeking Your helping hand
Receive my hushed prayer…from your throne in heaven
I’m begging for Your contentment that’s beyond grand
Receive my muffled prayer… or I’ll be stuck in this tarnished den
Do you notice that I’m spinning mad in the rivers of mystifying visions?
My unwavering boat sinks drastically with damaged gears
My bad memories that departed from my missions
Has been discarding the carefree years
Has been neglected and torn apart by dishonorable decisions
I need Your love to embrace me with jubilation and cheers
I beseech for Your mercy
For I have abused my steadfast hope towards You
I look forward to Your infinite Kingdom favorably
For I have admired Your blessings and now my dreams come true!
In Jesus’s name,
AMEN!
Breathing Life
When all about you crumbles
and life becomes a chore,
when despair and desperation
leave you empty to the core.
When there is no point in living
and you wish that you were dead
there is no one that can wake you
from depression’s hopeless bed.
When every straw you grasp at
seems to snap off in your hand
and every step you’re taking
meets with ever shifting sand.
When you soul has sunk to levels
where it’s lost the will feel
it is hard to then distinguish
what is false and what is real.
To seek your resurrection
from this darkness into light
you must struggle for direction
as you rise towards the light.
At first it’s just a glimmer
like the hopefulness of dawn,
but as the sun gets brighter
it will help to keep you warm.
It’s a long and tedious journey
and it never has an end,
but becomes less of a burden
as you stem the downward trend.
Should sadness comes to haunt you
let life wash its waves away
immersing you with feelings
of new hope in every day.
When all about you crumbles
and life becomes a chore,
it takes courage, strength and effort
to make life worth living for.
But when risen from the ashes
like the Phoenix from the Flame
you can once again start breathing
and enjoy your life again.
Ivor G Davies
I remember how it felt to be young
Hiding a pimple beneath a privacy fence
Built from a hand raised across the cheek
Guarding the mark that seemed to bare a resemblance
To sin, silent and soiled, sending a reflection
The disgusting, nasty symbol of youth
I remember working my first job
And feeling sure there had to be some other
Way to make the money that I needed
For the movies, popcorn and York peppermint patties
Served with a coke that would have more ice
Than it needed, leaving my tongue in a deep freeze
I remember longing for the day when I could say
That I was eighteen and capable of doing
Whatever I pleased, anything that I chose to
Even if that meant leaving behind a teddy bear
A pair of roller skates and a basketball
Pieces of my childhood that I would miss one day
I remember knowing that my mom had prayed
For my happiness and my hopefulness
For the moment when I would fall in love for real
With someone who loved me back in a way
That foretold of a future filled with affection
The kind that love stories were written about
I remember the first kiss, the first date, the first
“I love you” that was whispered
The way it felt to know I was pretty to someone
Even if I didn’t feel pretty when I looked into a mirror
The moment when I realized that feelings like these
Were wonders, wonderful, wondrous, genuine miracles
I remember how it felt back then
What I can’t remember or tell you about
Is the moment when I became a woman
Instead of a girl, a woman who knows love
Pain, hope, desperation and worry and fear
No… I don’t remember when I became mature
Feb. 15, 2021
TO LIFE AND WEDDING NIGHT BLISS
To the BRIDE, To the GROOM ~
consumed by blushing love,
ardor of amicable affection.
OH the passion that waits
in your bedroom suite, sweet
Eden’s confection, a mixed elixir,
a tango of crystal turning two into one.
And perhaps the soft music
and the flickering candlelight
will bless your love on this night
in nine months time another life
will further sweeten up your home.
Oh mighty blush, how it stings
your young and innocent cheeks!
A kiss or two will do you good,
bid you goodnight but not adieu.
And you shall wake, all the rosier,
as we all giggle and gather for brunch.
We live through you two, in memories
or hopefulness, feeling your pulse,
beating with the grand affair of your hearts.
May your blessings be greater than your sorrows,
lasting what feels like an eternity. Okay we jest,
and smile between us married couples. Truly,
may you be blessed with gentleness, love,
adventure of bountiful years. In applause,
we lift our overflowing glasses
to the lovely BRIDE and blushing GROOM!
CHEERS!
9/19/2017
Epithalamium Form
An occasional chance encounter
With a stranger on the street
Can change life like a tidal wave
And lift us off our feet.
The mystery of wakefulness
Like the dance of rolling dice,
Is filled with rhythm, love and hate
Virtue, darkness, light.
Bending ‘round from sky to ground,
Heaven, hell and in between;
An occasional chance encounter
Can turn a whore into a queen.
Who may have been lost in paradise,
Trampled, beaten, bruised;
The **** you spit on yesterday
Might well have been just you.
Or the skid-row drunk whose soul has sunk
So low you can’t relate,
To the pain he knows each time it snows
And the cold winds won’t abate.
Unless, until somebody fills
His heart with dreams again;
An occasional chance encounter
Might mean the world to him.
A word or two of hopefulness,
From nightmares all day long;
A helping hand, one measured stand
Turns sorrow into song.
And now and then when nothing’s wrong
And everything feels fine;
No dark cloud storms or feeling worn
Cast clouds upon the mind.
When all feels well and quite routine
And there’s nothing much to say,
An occasional chance encounter
Can change us all in many ways.
A look in the eye and words that fly
Out of one’s tongue and mouth;
Before we know it love starts to show it
And the heart starts heading down south.
Running away like a child at play
As if never before set free;
Wild in the wind as one begins
To open up eyes and see.
That blindness isn’t limited
To those that have no sight
But affects us all the weak and small
Every day and every night.
As now and then like a Zephyr wind
A stranger comes a’ calling;
Before we know we’re all a glow
In love and freely falling.
Like a coin toss out of nowhere,
Probabilities, unimaginable;
An occasional chance encounter
May render life numinous, unfathomable.
Trust me when I tell you that
There are riches deep inside;
Every soul that ever lived,
Struggled, loved and died.
As it is written in the book of life
And inscribed inside our heads;
An occasional chance encounter
Can find beauty in the beast within
And love where hatred led.
Your passionate spirit entwines with mine so splendidly
Dance to the jam of majestic music that is God-sent
I believe it's time to enjoy yourself in the moment
Your clever wit fulfulls my eager ears very substantially
I'm looking like a regretful pilgrim on the ship of broken friendship
I hate feeling afraid of the dark without you giving me some lip
I won't worry my soul to death, so I will set my bewildered mindset free
Change of heart is what I need and I definitely want it so badly
You're not around and it drives me crazy with your lies
Your beautiful love lifts me up when I'm down and about
You're not alone and you're stronger than you realize
I don't want to pay the price of your disgusting doubt
We are almost there...here you go - here's a helping hand to help you through
Empty and embarrassed because I miss you so much and I don't know why
You smothered me with your negative outlook and scared me out of my wits too
I'm losing touch of your rope of hope and I am dying to see your motivation elevate so high
You tried to tame me with your mindfulness
You cried me a lake of lament and hopefulness
If you can trust me, I would be positively glad
If you were a sparkling sea, I would ride your waves without feeling so sad
August 19 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Hosea 1-5
Key Verse – Hosea 2:23 And I will sow her unto me in the earth; and I will have mercy upon her that had not obtained mercy; and I will say to them which were not my people, Thou art my people; and they shall say, Thou art my God.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GIVER OF MERCY
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your inspired Word
Thank You for saving my soul by the grace only You can afford
Along Your compassion that rescued me against hell’s eternal discord
Away from worldliness’ destruction and its fatal vanity sword.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your response to my pleading
Thank You for cleansing my sins by Your forgiveness, always attending
Along Your love hedging me with Your upholding
Away from lewdness’ filthiness and its defiling ending.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your mirth’s joyfulness
Thank You for bestowing my spirit with Your jewels of worthiness
Along Your light by Your comfort brings hopefulness
Away from deceit’s emptiness and its threat against faithfulness.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your sacrifice
Thank You for satisfying my heart with Your blessings which suffice
Along Your truth that always edifies
Away from lying and its folly-price Your wisdom defies.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your pardon for iniquity
Thank You for refining my virtues with Your holiness’ authority
Along Your Scriptures exposing Your supreme sovereignty
Away from backsliding and its worthless futility.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your caring judgment
Thank You for rebuking my unbelief with my shallow commitment
Along Your reproof, correcting my discontentment
Away from pride and its downfall’s sentiment.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your kindness-filled dealing
Thank You for sanctifying my personhood from vanity-spoiling
Along Your righteousness toward divine healing
Away from transgression-oppression and its terrible grueling.
August 19, 2023
Written for the contest “SOMETHING OLD SOMETHING NEW.” My original poem was written in 2017 as an epithalamium. The edit for John Lawless’ contest has become a rhyme.
SOMETHING OLD SOMETHING NEW
1. Something Old
TO LIFE AND WEDDING NIGHT BLISS
To the BRIDE, To the GROOM ~
consumed by blushing love,
ardor of amicable affection.
OH the passion that waits
in your bedroom suite, sweet
Eden’s confection, a mixed elixir,
a tango of crystal turning two into one.
And perhaps the soft music
and the flickering candlelight
will bless your love on this night
in nine months time another life
will further sweeten up your home.
Oh mighty blush, how it stings
your young and innocent cheeks!
A kiss or two will do you good,
bid you goodnight but not adieu.
And you shall wake, all the rosier,
as we all giggle and gather for brunch.
We live through you two, in memories
or hopefulness, feeling your pulse,
beating with the grand affair of your hearts.
May your blessings be greater than your sorrows,
lasting what feels like an eternity. Okay we jest,
and smile between us married couples. Truly,
may you be blessed with gentleness, love,
adventure of bountiful years. In applause,
we lift our overflowing glasses
to the lovely BRIDE and blushing GROOM!
CHEERS!
9/19/2017
Epithalamium
2. Something New
To the bride! To the Groom!
Bless your love-at-first-sight—
Uncovering of angel wings,
Soft music, flickering candlelight,
The bee’s delightful sting.
To the bride! To the groom!
Infused with Eden’s perfection.
Blushing elixir of honey’d room.
Partake of conjugal confection.
Under the Hesperus unfold—
Oh the rapture released - heat
In Winter’s saturant cold.
Buoyant tango betwixt satin sheets.
To the bride! To the groom!
In paradise, two become one.
May a miracle, performed in the womb,
Net you a daughter and son.
May your cornucopia hold passionate fruit.
In reception, our ardor pulse spreads.
Celebration lifts with joyous flutes.
Excitement reigns - our kingdoms wed.
9/30/2021
Rhyme