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Sky looks beautiful with clouds
azure skyscape impressive though,
starlit sky illumines forests of night.
Short or long, verdant shade soothes
a tree, single or in clusters pleases.
A spring or meandering stream
carries trillions of pooled droplets
yet, a drop of water slakes thirst.
Flowing water-ways jubilantly join
emerge finally as a mighty river.
Uncles, aunts, grandparents cared
children loved lullabies, stories told
enjoying every moment of the phase.
Parents happily shared and cared for all
a family stood firm as a vast empire.
A radiant planet may mesmerize
yet, constellations overwhelm all,
galaxies tantalize faraway humanity.
Segregation slices, roam rootless
self-centered folks rudderless!
Thanksgiving to God* grips my being ceaselessly
Without Him, I am nothing absolutely.
Bread of life is He midst life’s emptiness
Providing me with His blessings’ fullness.
Light of the world against obscurity
He illumines me with His truth’s verity.
As the Door of the sheep for eternal redemption
He secured my soul against everlasting damnation.
Good Shepherd is He offering love-blessed relationship
Meeting me in our prayer-partnership.
He is the Resurrection vanquishing death’s sting and grave’s victory
Assuring my Holy Spirit’s sealed status of heavenly glory.
As the Way with wisdom’s guidance
He leads me toward faithful stewardship’s abundance.
The Vine is He divinely nourishing His branches
Discipling me thru His Word that preaches and teaches.
Psalm 69:30 I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
April 9, 2019
I didn’t answer, I didn’t need to
How did this happen,
amidst words, phrases,
stones skipped on poetic ponds
Not looking for or expecting
a touch to the heart, a caress,
yet it came
I fell, head first into a joy,
a blissful feeling
I had not felt before
You said the same,
wishes made on coins tossed
had finally come true
Holding hands without touching,
kissing over counted miles
and borderlines of snow
We sang together, harmonies,
lyrics of love from our hearts,
melodic compositions formed of dreams
Picked flowers, daisies, tulips
from the gardens of pure affection
blooming all around us
It seemed no walls,
barriers could hold us back
as we ran towards each other
Then appeared a river, wide, raging
A chasm of worry and fear
was flowing across our paths
Now a deluge of falling tears
filling, overflowing it banks
making footing uneasy, difficult
And we sit on opposite sides
staring at each other, reaching
for something that seems so far out of reach
Dark clouds roll in, threatening
but we stay, standing on the muddy shores
wondering what will become of us in this flooding
“I can’t” you weep facing
deep obstacles, a current too strong,
pulling you in different directions
A drenching downpour of emotions
saturating your decisions with doubt
as you wave goodbye
“Wait” I shout, “I will swim to you!”
But your eyes are too wet
and your heart is a breaking levee
Diving in anyway I am swept away,
pulled under, unable to breathe, choking
watching you fade as you turn away
Hope is gone, fears have overshadowed desires
drowning in what is lost,
trapped in the rapids of disappointment
When a hand grabs me, lifts me, saves me…
I open my eyes on the other side to see,
it is yours
You cradle me in your arms
and I breathe, the most wondrous breath
When suddenly clouds part and the sun
illumines your face as you whisper,
“You truly do love me, don’t you?”
I didn’t answer, I didn’t need to…you knew
The curious construct of light, the shadow
outlines continually changing shape after shape,
as the creator illumines the objects of his choice,
from time to time all around his pervasive space.
The fading radiance of the past receding fast,
lighting up the gloomy grains of the broken heart,
casts shattered shadows on the pensive present,
holding the languished life in quicksand of despair.
From the dawning horizon of the distant future,
the beckoning light of the hued dormant hopes,
on the contours of the contrived present’s profile,
casts defining shadow of purpose on confused life.
As God drizzles divine sparks of grace from above
on the alien alley of current time we walk along,
life suffuses in its own shadow subtly enmeshed,
taking the shape of the entity He likes to construct.
The eternity then permeates passive frozen time,
absorbed in the shadow of instantly infusing bliss,
the tormented soul will find to sublimely drape
life carved out of ordained shadow God shapes.
April 30, 2020
Contest : Shadows
Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke
May 3, 2020
Contest : Brian's Choice 1, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
In its ordained journey to the domain of eternity,
life turns into a turbulent river of time,
where the cross currents of incursive thoughts
interlace with the mystic motif of the mind,
making a reflective lattice of introspection.
Its ultimate merger with the serene sea,
shaping the shores of the fathomless soul,
manifests in the final amalgamation
with the acquired aspects of infinite bliss,
sublimating the essence of the mental design.
The swirling currents of my vagrant mind,
trailing the course of insight to the absolute
through the contrived layers of consciousness,
disappear in the shade beneath the divine lamp
that illumines the swathe of dark acuity.
My soul then strives to shine in the spiritual glow,
reflecting the patina of the perception lotus,
blooming as the self-searching conception
in the sacred sanctum of the supreme,
where I struggle to escape from the web of disarray.
In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay
my wanton spirit is disheveled to dishabille state.
As my mind wavers unsure in the cascade of confusion,
prudent thoughts intrude the psyche with awareness,
searching for the meaning of life in contemplation.
"I wandered lonely as a cloud" -- William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a life
bereft of joy by reason’s cloud
to sling invective like a scythe
from perched on high, lofty and proud.
Naught from my lips but bile and scorn,
delight extinguished, long since shorn.
Imprisoned by my intellect,
I held my neighbor in disdain,
the simpletons who genuflect,
lift voice in praise to gods inane.
Devoid of purpose, meaningless,
inflicting pain, I caused distress.
Ensconced in fog, truth thus eludes,
for nothing blinds like one’s own will,
prolongs the moral turpitude,
bolstering self yet further still.
The darkness bears an evil grin,
a putrid corpse, lest dawn breaks in.
But worlds come crashing down, of course.
A penetrating shaft of light
that sears at first, causes remorse,
illumines one’s desperate plight.
A warmth then flushes on the face
by blood reborn, restored by grace.
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for the I Wandered Lonely as --- Challenge Poetry Contest
sponsored by Natasha L Scragg
written on 09/18/2022
Fountain of mercy yet fading away
Valleys of hospitality just sometimes display
Obesity of hope are now emaciating
Pervading of kindness yet vanishing..
Ocean of conflicts may always portray
Ashes of pains are always in bonds
Monument of grandeur may lead astray
The field of opportunities may sometimes run...
The joy of life are feared to be gone
Victory on things exalted the man
The bonds of glory may seldom display
The clusters of beauty illumines the day...
The bunch of laughs may taken away
Yet, candid happiness will always stay.
~
Bright as the midwinter stars in the sky,
your love illumines my way
Soft as a candle flame flickers the eye,
enchantment so warm on display
Moonbeams a’ glisten the path to your heart,
shimmering sweet on the air
Even these moments which find us apart,
sparkling gleams we will share
When in the darkness I find I’m alone,
searching for merely a trace
I see a beacon to come bring me home,
lit by the smile on your face
Take me and lead me, I walk in your light,
sent down to me from above
Held in your arms where I know all is right,
safe in the glow of your love
~
life knobby knotty
does not run smooth
but tangled in thorns, weeds-
winding twisting curvy-
complication confusion
perplexity on enmity
always to confront
with confidence and courage
accepting life as challenge
not always uneven
all along life does not show
dark charcoal night-
bright full moon also illumines path -
sometimes you can untie knots
though mostly get chained in shackle
yet not to give up
but to rise above
having patience to win
unfastening
unleashing
knobby knotty
life
Long journey of the stream on the lap of planar plateau,
through the dark density of the forest cover it slithers,
rolls over the broken contour of land at the fall askew.
Vibrant wall of ribboned flow of fluidized swan feathers,
collapses on the cleaved rocky ravine, clad in reclined ferns,
as the gushing exuberance of splattered pearls of jubilation,
expressed in monotone splintering the silence of verdance.
The air of the tranquil valley ripples with the echo of elation,
gliding with the waters of the bubbling champagne flow,
dancing in the rhythm of esoteric ecstasy in split course
around the mossy boulders strewn with malachite glow,
amidst patina of foliage lent by drizzle from light source,
the sky, hidden behind sprawling screen of green canopy,
illumines mystique mist of diaphanous shroud rising slow,
lifts the curtain of gloom, glistening the darkness within me,
makes me revel enthralled nature’s light and sound show.
Written : September 14, 2019
February 14, 2020
Contest : Strand Select O, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand