Long Imparted Poems
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As a human' and in being aware.? I.' Or you.? In the great
Out-there..yet not as great as the cosmos reaches.? Where
Coal black winds slice frozen; on velocity's outer beaches.' Where
Heats not just hot.? How can words tell.? Yet enough.!! Back to
Earth.' For things thre are not (that swell?) I feel that much
Could be improved.?? And its not just me such is often on
The news.' And there are initiatives by orgs.? Is that now a
Word? With economys like countries.! And workers in herds
TV proclaims of the latest news.' In blasts and mutters and
Of the insane views.?? Of some who want to live live free?
It seems they have' ( dangerous tendancies.?) Like human
Immunity and maskless living? eating organic as in past
Millenia.' And even giving..! Accounts and views!! Of their
Reasons to boot.' Well back to fixing the world up for i
Am sure there's a route.!! There should be a worldwide assembely to make stratagies and plan.? What should be
Done to benifit all hu-mans, and the planet..The environment.'
It would be so grand.!! All is needed is money.?? A real heap
Maybe medicine.?? Yet as allways a plan.?? Its a big job
Yet it must be started.!! To fix the faults that we are all imparted
We must get through..We just need more ( people like i am!! ) full of
Ideas ?? Oh and really great virtues.!
Nursed*
nourished
nurtured well
November babe**
now fulfills Mom roles
nestled in love and care
n e v e r allowing grievous
n e g a t i v i t i e s to govern
news since indeed God reigns in the home.
*1 Thessalonians 2:7-8 KJV But we were gentle among you, even as a nurse cherisheth her children: so being affectionately desirous of you, we were willing to have imparted unto you, not the gospel of God only, but also our own souls, because ye were dear unto us.
Alliteration in Nonet form
November 11, 2022
**A blessed birthday to my dearest sister, Ading Ming...
Also dedicated to my November-born friends who are now devoted mothers: Loi, Salve, Iris, Ate Maan, Sis. Myrsa
Written: January 07, 2005, Contest Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
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The boy of Roswell grazed at the skies wide.
discovered his real north, by the mountainside.
An ambrosial, vibrant voice rang out as sunlight.
a shepherding glow of his guitar is so bright.
He was singing of eagles soaring free.
In a rowan of aspen and pine trees.
The sweeping curves of rural roads.
There, everlastingly, burn spurring goads.
A yearning request, "Take Me Home."
The untamed and joyful grassy loams.
Art was portrayed in each song.
Nature's musicality is factoid, rich, and strong.
As sung in "Annie's Song," orphic love divine.
A quiet vow, people may feel pride in their whine.
The song "Leaving on a Jet Plane" yields sighs.
The heavens bid a sad farewell to the skies.
His aesthetic voice, enchanting sound, clear and warm,
A flowering tented oasis amid life's storm.
One lesson he imparted was to look within.
We must seek tranquility, where life can win.
The planet was clutched in his palm.
A gentle spirit, in every corner, brings balm.
While the body is dead, the soul can still fly.
Among the peaks, straining for the stars, so high.
When the breeze rustles the grazing land.
His gentle melody is still shifting, as the sand.
A reminder of the grace and harmony of nature.
Here on this spot, John Denver cheerful spirit lingers.
By virtue of His imparted purity, I honour* the LORD Almighty
Revering Him, bowing to His power-brightened majesty.
Thru His grace, I lift my praises unto God the Father in my earnest worship
Authenticated with my whole-hearted servant followership.
As my Master, He has the right to demand for my complete reliance
Thus, I thank Him for His mercy that enables my full reliance.
With my Saviour’s offered relationship for work-partnership divine
Woe unto me if I reject His wondrous stewardship design.
I beg that the King of kings would keep me yielded to His leadership-might
While I adore Him midst sweet prayer-communion’s delight.
*Proverbs 3:9 Honour the LORD…
March 15, 2019
Nestled within loving home’s nurture
inside family, shielding against hatred attacks
having parents as human fortress, greatly steadfast
around siblings exuding sweet belongingness-warmth…
Verily blessed am I to experience wondrous heaven on earth.
Called to be a part of the body of Christ
worshiping the Lord with brethren in spirit and in truth
praising, adoring the Saviour for His compassion so great
midst ministerial stewardship for reaching-out along caring bliss…
Indeed privileged am I to have a part in fulfilling heaven-propelled endeavors.
Illumined with the Holy Spirit
bought with the blood of my Redeemer
sustained against ephemeral cravings of the flesh
geared to behold magnificence of the Deity by trust’s vision...
My heart longs to dwell in heaven where the Triune Providence reigns forever.
Steadfast in advancing God's kingdom
declaring the Gospel according to the Bible
that the Father, love-driven, sent His only begotten Son
Who did sacrifice Himself willingly for mankind’s redemption…
Here am I prayerfully leading others via the ordained Way to heaven.
Thanking the Almighty for gift of eternal life
through faith in the Messiah --- the way, the truth
now ransomed, re-created, imparted with divine nature
to please Him, walking in His righteousness along holy paths…
Privileged am I to be among His peculiar people, sanctified heaven* residents.
Excited for the celestial abode with streets of gold
delighted to inhabit great mansion built by the Sovereign
persuaded upon Scriptures’ truth that in His realm peace dominates
of no sickness, no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither pain**…
I exalt GOD, Who in His mercy, grace, and kindness, ushers me to heaven!
*Revelation 21:1 And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.
**Revelation 21:4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
May 31, 2020
3rd place, "Heaven" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina Riddle; judged on 6/2/2020.
I left my Father from my space from a place called heaven.
I came down into a womb
Out the womb into a room
And in 1 day, if the Lord says,
If I'd accepted him as my personal Savior
I will return back to belong
Just a traveling soul,
Just visiting this OLE World,
I've been saved safe and imparted.
With the love of God,
His Amazing Agape love
Hallelujah,
I belong to HIM, I am of I AM,
I am the righteousness of God
And in 1 day, if the Lord says,
And if I'd accepted Him as my personal Savior.
I will be returning back to belong,
Just a traveling soul
Just visiting this old world.
Father, Lord, my mighty saving Elohim God,
I will be back in a minute. Second,
if you don't come back here,
first I will be back why I belong.
8/25/26
written words by James Lee Sr. 2026
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it"
by E.E. Cummings
Instilled with your genes
my heart bears blest heritage
legacy of reigning love
passed to my dear Mom
still prevailing by God’s grace
imparted, nurtured to breed.
Thanks so much, Lola*
dear grandmother, for your life
marked by care-share-give wonders
reaching now to me
toward blooming kindness’ deeds
while I serve, exalting** Christ.
*Lola-our country’s term of endearment for a grandmother
**Psalm 34:3 O magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together.
September 21, 2022
3rd place, "Writing Challenge- In My Heart- S Forms" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 10/1/2022.
The heart never forgets when it first beat for that special friend
The moment it was ignored and the moment it was cared
The feeling of sadness when the lad was out of sight
When it felt no sympathy, it just shed its silent tears.
The heart never forgets the excitement that always comes
When the special friend is in sight, it’s as if everything is alright
How can it forgets if it begs silently for him to stay
The feeling of misery when he keeps himself away.
The heart never forgets the most exciting gift
When a simple smile to me was gave
The heart of mine then jump in joy
As if I had received a precious toy.
The heart never forgets the most longing and missing moment
When it wishes to be near him and of hugging him tight
The lonely moments spent by simply looking at the night
Saying in a self” I know, where looking at the same skies”
The heart never forgets, how could it ever forget
When his being imparted memories to me
The heart will remember the foolish things it does
Just to reach that someone, someone special in life.
The heart never forgets for it never did and it will never will….
Be a vessel of holiness*, overcoming sinfulness
As a living saint imparted with the Savior's righteousness.
Be a vessel of virtues, radiating godly honor
As a learning student acknowledging the Holy Book's tenor.
Be a vessel of good works, triumphing in Christ's victory
As a laboring steward, persevering for His glory.
Be a vessel of courage, obeying the supreme King and Lord
As a leading soldier, vanquishing evil through the Spirit's sword
Be a vessel of the truth, bearing the Redeemer Jesus' light
As a loving soulwinner sharing the Gospel with delight.
*2Timothy 2:21 If a man therefore purge himself from these, he shall be a vessel unto honour, sanctified, and meet for the master's use, and prepared unto every good work.
March 19, 2019
I've spoken to a raindrop; It listened so intently in its special way
A life so blessed that I never want to end; my only wish is to stay
I've whispered to a raindrop; it offered me seclusion in its special way
Of my thoughts darkest collusion, a demon’s fire it would offer to slay
I've confided in a raindrop; It held onto my hand in its special way
Shared all my tears as they're hidden safely, my secrets discreetly stored away
I've divulged into a raindrop; it touched my salted cheeks in its special way
Special is the way, it asked me to walk with it, while it down poured for a day
I've disclosed into a raindrop; what my heart wouldn't dare in its special way
Next time I see the storm, I will listen, never leaking what it has to say
I've imparted to a raindrop; its value proposition is its special way
Within this budding liquid friendship our love is so much more fluid per se
I've lay bare into a raindrop; dysphoria concealed in a special way
So thankful, I am for all this rain, clouding another wonderful birthday