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If it wasn't for poetry
How would we, secret agents,
Communicate without blundering
By not letting our thoughts turn into
Revelations which might cause mass panic?
If it wasn't for poetry
How would we play with colours and numbers,
With pictures and symbols
Communicating in a language only we can understand,
Demonstrated solely by the deep and honest depths
Of our eyes as we look at each other
Keeping a safe distance
Yet holding hands together with our beating hearts?
If it wasn't for poetry
We, secret agents guarding the treasures of life
Would bloom not into angels of the divine
Having as main duty,
The keepsake of the blinded humankind
Who take the blessings of life for granted
Caring not to see and to hear the universe as it sings!
Our Gift of Easter
"Easter is the holiest of liturgical celebrations~
it is a time of farewells and renewal."
~the poet
The body and blood of Christ given up for humankind,
Crucified on a cross, condemned unjustly, all part of a prophecy;
Betrayed for pieces of silver and lies.
God's plan to save our souls iniquities; his only son the sacrificial lamb,
Resurrected from the depths of deaths darkness,
He lives within us; guiding our path with his light.
Our unwavering faith bringing us to glory,
immortality, throughout eternity.
For: Easter Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Date: March 27,2022
Placed 5th in contest
Invisible scars
of a darker existence
fearfully hidden
into these wounds
if indescribable pain
invoking death...
are you exchanging
all veritable hope
for eternal condemnation?
Invisible scars
concealed by tears
that hastily erase
the feeling of shame
of a surrendering spirit
imprisoned by guilt...
are you far bolder
than that scary soldier
abandoning his comrades
in the middle of the battle?
Invisible scars
that is the reminder
of a dark existence
unable to escape
the dungeon of despair...
could you exhale the breath
of freedom and run?
If the fixed mindset
of Humankind leans
towards darkness
denying the presence
of a God mightier
than any thunder...
why do we deny His power?
Why do invisible scars
show signs of anguish...
when faith can make
them disappear?
Ten word challenge
Words to be used:
1.Halcyon
2.Opulent
3.Jealousy
4.Visceral
5.Exuberant
6.Sonorous
7.Penumbra
8.Desultory
9.Cynical
10.Crepuscular
10 Lines only
HALCYON days of long ago, when OPULENT ones lived
without fear of JEALOUSY as all were richly satisfied
EXUBERANT joy was felt as all expected an even brighter future,
where everyone would enjoy abundant peace and security
Then suddenly, a SONOROUS chorus of evil nationalism swept the globe
as 1914 closed with VISCERAL feelings of fear mixed with national pride
Only a PENUMBRA of hope was left as CREPUSCULAR days of evil war
eclipsed any hope of lasting peace for humankind
Since then the human experience has been at best DESULTORY
leading to the CYNICAL feelings of disbelief that exist until today.
John Derek Hamilton
January 29,2016
When darkness falls, in the hearts of men,
evil begins, with the machinations of sin.
Launching forth lies, in an embattled rage,
enemies,in conscious thought, condemn the sage.
The Innocence of Truth, betrayed into hands of malice,
stealthily delivered by envy, into Pilates palace.
Judgement was shot quickly, like a poisoned dart,
grief then eclipsed hope, in the faithful ones heart.
Wailing in grief, at this terrestrial injustice,
his mother, Mary, who, to his friend was entrusted.
Til his last breath, he was, thoughtfully forgiving,
his life ending, but, for us sparked a new beginning.
Since then darkness has fallen, over all humankind,
pride and selfishness has supplanted, the meek and the mild.
Wheat and weeds grow together, weeds choking the rest,
God watches patiently, deciding who passes the test.
Then, and only then, when his due time arrives,
his Son of Righteousness arises, begins to shine.
His favour he shows, to all who walk on in the light,
but, woe to those who only love the darkness of the night.
John Derek Hamilton November 8,2015
To be drawn into this enchanted journey
By birth and values, we place upon the earth.
Resonating with all our youth and beauty
The charm of society flourishing worth.
The best moral things are the ones we find.
With the suspicious excavation of infidelity
Transported into the depths of humankind
Many more enchantments of evil futility
A timeless agony lives on in slow motion.
Making the present glory a whisper of the past
Where renaissance captures our imagination.
it tries to fill the air with dreams we’ve lost.
Agony echoes like ruins of colossal empires
Peeling back the layers of ancient history
left holding the marred visage of memories
in shadows and flashes of lights floating by
Our journey in life is an enchantment device.
Time makes a play on the slippery ice.
And breath and spirit engulfed the suspense.
Death and destiny keep an awakening surprise.
A whisper from the past forms part of the soil
The human mind is aligned with time.
An enchantment of shapes and size embroil.
The tapestry weaving advances refined.
Threads running through fragile warp and weft.
Due to the rapid rise in technological discovery
An enchantment hidden in the continuous craft.
We are a distinguished species of embroidery.
In Lochness, an undulating giant lives;
legendary Nessie; giant oarfish or
prehistoric remnant?
No one knows for certain,
but he bothers no one; leave him be.
In mountainous terrain, walks the Yeti.
Part man; part beast; perhaps the missing link?
Science said of its remains,
“It is a relative of ancient polar bears”; perhaps.
In Jersey woods, people say a, “Devil” hides;
a new species or an experiment in genetics, gone awry?
There are many Doctor Moreau’s and Frankenstein’s,
in this world and they do,
abandon their mistakes.
Regardless, life is life and
it must be respected,
for harmony to reign.
What if cryptids aren’t myth?
People say, “You can’t cross a rabbit with a cat”,
but it has been done.
Perhaps humankind has made,
the mistakes of ancient ancestors;
maybe centaurs and fauns were once…real?
On such an old planet…whom can be certain?
Ancient texts and glyphs, speak of many things,
mythical and legendary and history does…repeat.
Someone had to tamper with genetics,
to discover that pig arteries,
can work in the human body;
that cow plasma, could too.
The human explores its world;
exploiting even ravaging other species,
without concern for the end result.
Perhaps, humans should leave, well enough alone.
“Nessie”, “Yeti”, “Jersey Devil”; cryptids,
like all life, should be free to live.
The human species,
is the most deadly and destructive,
of all predators.
Clearly, not the smartest, at times;
Not even with regard to, its other siblings.
Humans seem to obliterate everything, they touch;
never caring for the harm that they do…until it’s too late.
Even then, some never lend anymore thought, to their deeds.
You have put different characters in your mind,
Searching for love that anyone in this world have tried, but it's really hard to find.
You paid your attention to the treasures that you could probably feel
the soothing sensation of living in this harmonious systematic universe that is unreal
Yet, no one could question your existence in this world that you created in your mind for an innocuous thrill
A space where you were able to stand still, because you cannot be punished for the times you killed and the moments that you are planning to steal.
And that is how idealistic the society I wanted to deal.
But funny how this humankind could turn you into a creep.
By searching for love you cannot have the person you wanted to keep
A set of standards, words that rip
You have to learn how to swim in this horrible ocean so deep
And you have no idea what happens when you dared to skip.
The Statue is located on the Court House Lawn, New Castle, Indiana
A bronzed statue of a soldier standing tall with weapon drawn,
Has stood for generations on the Henry County Court House lawn.
'Tis representative of gallant men and the sacrifices they have made,
To defend The Constitution and from that cause they never strayed!
It embodies the national character of men who suffered horrible strife,
Alas, many losing sight and limb, others forfeiting precious life.
They've heard the thunderous roar of cannon and the muskets' rattle
And have seen the mighty clash of steel and the gruesome gore of battle!
It symbolizes the fortitude to press on with undaunted determination
To preserve the precious liberties we enjoy in this magnificent nation!
They fought to ensure that The Grand Old Flag yet remains unfurled,
As a beacon of hope for humankind throughout this troubled world!
It reminds us that old men steer affairs and tend to dream and scheme;
Alas, young men must carry out their follies, forfeiting life supreme.
Courageous men fought at Gettysburg and on alien soil at great expense.
To set peoples free from the yoke of tyranny, they took a noble stance.
It captures the soldiers' fervent pleas to abide by The Golden Rule,
That humankind in brotherhood would strive to be less cruel.
To ensure our precious freedoms, they bore hardships we'll never know;
So much, so very much to each of these brave souls we owe!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Good morning, Lord... another day...
a clear, new page before me
to scribble and doodle on, to fill as I wish
while I think, pray, work, play, decide, act...
but, most of all...while I love.
By night I'll have it filled for sure.
Just one thing, Lord.
I hope among the scattered scribbles,
the dilly-dally doodles...
something amazing and creative will emerge
that reflects your love and glory...
something special you'll be proud of, Lord,
that you'll accept and enter in that great, big
book of yours...
"The Anthology of Services...
To God and Humankind."