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He constructed
A magnificent wall around him
A huge impenetrable wall
An invincible wall
For
He wished to protect and defend
At all costs
And for all time
The most precious gift of all:
His love.
Innumerable battles he gave.
He was hurt,
He was injured,
He bled almost to death
But
He stood his ground
Never did he retreat.
Never was he defeated.
Never did he surrender
Thus
He kept fighting
For her
For him
For them!
What an irony, though,
The proud wall, surprisingly, fell
In the course of a single night.
Not to an outside enemy
No, nobody could do it, I swear,
But
To an enemy from within.
You see, my dearest friend,
The enemy was his most trusted ally:
The one he loved!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
22 April 2021
There were many ingenious things that helped win World War Two.
Jeeps, Higgins Boats and Victory Ships just to name a few.
Other things were vital such as radar, C-rations and wrenches,
But the ungainly steel helmet won favor with guys in the trenches!
Though the soldier always tried his best to look meticulous,
That "pot" atop his head did make him look somewhat ridiculous!
Designed to protect the head as directed by Army ukases,
The enterprising American soldier found for it many other uses!
It was used as a portable sink in which to wash and shave,
And it came in handy as a bathtub for the occasional lave.
It made a great laundry tub for the scrubbing of his drawers.
(Heretofore, Mom took care of such mundane domestic chores!)
Hunkering in his foxhole to evade the dreaded Grim Reaper,
It became a useful shovel as he strove to dig a little deeper!
On numerous occasions in it he was served his meager chow.
It was used as a milk pail for milking an obliging cow!
To rest his weary bones the helmet became a comfortable seat.
For all-around utility this handy-dandy gadget couldn't be beat!
Oh! And by the way it saved innumerable lives along the way,
Since its sole intended purpose was to keep shot and shell at bay!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Yes, I was inurbane but not from family poor.
Of innumerable malignant deeds you were the doer!
You, urban man, on your knees you came with aim to flatter.
I was no girl capricious though stood in line the next suitor!
All charms you applied to have me towards you gravitate.
In no time you grabbed all my wealth like water to dissipate!
Perspicuous you were in making me, in face of others, the scapegoat.
Many to alienate me; your mocking mistresses, family members who gloat!
But you stupid and ungracious, you may not know this journey with you is transitory.
“Every dog has its day.” I’ve found my true love and soon he will end my sob story!
12/09/16 - 10 lines
Ten words Challenge by John Hamilton
1. ALIENATE 2. CAPRICIOUS 3. DISSIPATE 4. GRAVITATE 5.FLATTER 6. INURBANE 7. MALIGNANT 8.PERSPICUOUS 9. TRANSITORY 10. SCAPEGOAT
Not more than 20 lines.
Judged 17/09/16 - Placed 7
He wrangled with his world, found a way to cross the seas
on merchant boats brimful of slaves, bound for British shores.
Innumerable are the things that we shall never know;
amazing, those things to which destiny holds the keys.
As a captain of slave ships, raw pain he thought to ease;
yet, time after time, clouds filled his skies with fear and dread.
“God laughed at my calamity,” he would say later when he found
the bow that bridges heaven and seeks a God to please.
He met with Wilberforce, a man settled on his lees,
challenged him, as abolitionist for slavery.
Years passed, but emancipation passed as English law.
The bow that bridges heaven, mankind from bondage frees.
John Newton is his name; He’s one of heaven’s trustees.
Inspired he wrote, Amazing Grace, which brings to my mind
the rainbow - God’s own honored promise to keep His word.
The bow that bridges heaven and keeps us on our knees.
April 2, 2020
1. “the bow that bridges heaven,” Christina Rosetti
2. “I also will laugh at your calamity;” Proverbs 1:26
3. "There are innumerable things that we shall never know, but there are remarkable things that we shall truly experience in life'." Franc Rodriquez.
4. "The Lord has promised good to me. His Word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures. John Newton
October 3 Scripture Meditations Based on Luke 12-13
Key Verse – Luke 12:1 In the mean time, when there were gathered together an innumerable multitude of people, insomuch that they trode one upon another, he (Jesus Christ) began to say unto his disciples first of all, Beware ye of the leaven of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR WARNING ME AGAINST HYPOCRISY
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its evil source
That comes from carnality’s force---
Help me please that I stay in Your biblical course
As I desire to be holy through the standards You endorse.
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its bad effect
That speaks of imperfect human nature with character defect---
Help me please that I declare Your truth, and falsity detect
As I pray to be sincere, being Your child whom You righteously protect.
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its inflicted shame
That brings embarrassment’s flame---
Help me please that I avoid worldly game
As I choose to be honest while praise to You I exclaim.
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its obvious detriment
That starts with guilt along afflicted sentiment---
Help me please that I pursue toward earnest commitment-fulfillment
As I endeavour to be strong by Your steadfast redemption-settlement.
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its unpleasant consequence
That exposes unwillingness of subtle disobedience---
Help me please that I labour with service-caused diligence
As I submit to be surrendered to Your will of perfection-insistence.
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its afflictive vexation
That irritates spirituality and vanquishes joy of salvation---
Help me please that I triumph over pride-inviting temptation
As I strive to remain calm through Your peace-endued forgiveness-provision.
Thank You for warning me against hypocrisy and its sinful pleasure-filthiness
That offends godliness to promote idolatry’s wickedness---
Help me please that I flee from lustfulness along selfishness
As I beg to be repentant whenever I’m drawn toward hypocritical zealousness.
October 3, 2022
Bees
Architectural marvel with hexagonal doorway
Beneath the sky amidst garden and greenway
Stood majestic this wax- hall named ‘Beehive Regal’
And in it gathered great Insecta families several
Host played the Queen bee resplendent with her diet of royal jelly
Using antenna landed all guests in their reserved seats perfectly
Prominent were Carpenter bees, the Bumble bees, the Solitary bees,
Leaf-cutter bees, Mason bees, and few thousand species of other bees
As the Elegant Queen bee addressed, buzz in the hall slipped into pin drop silence
She said lets be glad that we are known to this planet as humble and laborious…
Innumerable flora since ages have survived due to our pollination process
And the fauna dependent on these thus could sustain here with happiness
Harsh breeze or rain, miles countless we hover for nectar from flower to flower
Toil we very hard to make honey from pollen , be it Lavender, Clover,sunflower
We complete food chain , we sustain gene pool diverse and salient
To the humans our gift, bright flowers and fresh fruits opulent
Sans us, this Mother Earth would go barren, lifeless within four years
Regret is humans under spell of greed waves pay no attention,spray chemicals
But lets retain our selflessness and commit to serve the world till we go extinct
All agreed, speech ended, swarm dispersed duty-bound with moist eyes distinct
25th September 2016
Wherever I come
At home
Or outdoors
No shore nor apple
No cloud nor maple
Only boundaries to appall
The inexorable wall
Neither dream nor dance
You are allowed
Lance upon the wall
Stops you from being a sky
Where you can fly
The wall stands to deny
The world and the life
As threatening as a knife
If you dare to defy
And ask why
No reason no season
Just the dispensation
Not toward the ocean
No dancing a waltz
Submit to the walls
Can any one live
Like a free river
Singing swaying sweetening
Swelling shining shimmering
Filling and unfilling
In a democracy?
No, innumerable walls
Ready to befall
A city Labrador
Seeking an ice harbour
A slice of freedom
Some moments handsome
No leeway
Everyday is installed
Walled blockades
Of varied kind
In front and behind
Take it easy
We have to live
In a walled ecstasy
Wall and wall everywhere
Baked black despair
No room to breathe
Pollution free air
Your breathless hair
In the uneasy chair
__________________________
22/10/2016
Thoughts came from
up above
& this is what
they had to say
Hold tight to your vision
of right now for there
is no tomorrow
or yesterdays
We're walking through
doors where timelines
may not reside or are
seen where you lay
Interdimensional transit
is real like card tricks
not just an illusion
of light rays
Allusion to facts
some might say
is part of the delusions
of one mind
I'd say we're all a
little deluded
so please pray
to make it through
hell in Gods time
There's innumerable paths
through one mind
find one that will lead
to your truth
Easy to see when you've
freed once bound eyes
that no longer hide
from cold proof
This concrete jungle
eats your youth
& on this plane you can't
stop as time flys
Before you know it
age starts to resemble
a cell bar
now it's hard to
divide your lifeline
Are you in your left
or right mind?
Maybe it's better
not to choose just
one side
If riding the fence is
a sin be hell bound
until integration is
reached & you rise
Wake up to higher truth
in real time
& see where you
fall in his eyes
All you see in each other
is twin peaks
growing toward what's
imagined in high sky
In slower pace older men walk and bend,
some hung their heads and limp with age,
their drooping shoulders unable to stand,
Greater demands of a new climate change.
Growing old on earth has a heavy cross to bear,
We stop and stare, at lines drawing a trace,
illumined by deeds of heroics shrinking in the air,
like pangs of breath fading slower in the race.
Having consistent plans from the heavenly land,
with God, every prayer, rake up the testimony,
In withered veins, the crumpled temples stand,
On sublime realm, with the innumerable company.
Carrying crosses borne through the fiery years,
Too heavy to find who will share the burden,
In solitude, their lives find dreams and tears,
brightly beams when at first their acts began.
A butterfly, tumbling down upon pane knees,
In stages, sages try to conquer unpleasant storms,
They will come and be blown away by the breeze,
The light in life goes before the ugly winter comes.
Growing old has a halo of a lovely state below,
here we only know, the quenched breath stored,
in relic web of gloom and the tremor of pains flow,
but in paradise renew, immortal bodies restored.
Together we grow old laughing, but not as loud,
When we do hug the arms decide to move safe,
Around the poles worlds apart from the new crowd,
and create joy in the growing years we inherit.
Upon the hearth from birth, a volume of names lies,
Swept along on the floor, the pile that we adore
Burned ashes drifting from earth towards the skies,
In the mists of silence that passage dream no more.
Suitors lined up, hoping to court me
Promising plethoras of pleasure
Tantalizing, teasing hints of treasure
To move my reticent, reluctant lips to say ‘Oui’
To obsequious bow to my innumerable charms,
While in a mirror of pomp, I primp and pose
When spot a man – mustachioed, mysterious – undisposed
To flatter my golden hair, narrow waist or delicate arms
An unlikely king or composer of Psalms
Ill-at-ease with strongmen and heroes
Counselor to hobos, weirdos and zeroes
And I, drawn to his visage with increasing alarm
Entry in "When You are Old" contest
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Date: Jan. 14, 2025