Long Insulate Poems
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Hiromita your domicile lies in wait
Make haste to your earthly gate
Earth shakes bold; steady your
estate
Ocean's waves, briny stew doth
impregnate
Shelter your crops; your chicken
coop insulate
Another tremor, with calamity
don't equate
With phosphorous-laden breezes
your senses fondly relate
With a steady compass, another
storm you'll navigate
Your indestructible hearth is
melded to malleable plate
Many times battered; but never
did obliterate
Your parents bid adieu, but you
must wait
Dispensing the stores as an
efficient magnate
Your spindly wife shares your
passive fate
No time her tendered fealty to
contemplate
With due speed she puts away
each sack, crate
Then both ascending to the upper
floor the tides to mitigate
Home buttressed; hopes, dreams
still ingratiate
Looking windoward, a dark,
towering mass doth peril insinuate
You turn inward hoping your fears
to attenuate
The merciless surge rolls; you
clasp hands the force to abrogate
The black debris wave slams your
home, the pummeled timbers
capitulate
Your filial bond doth sever; your
domesticated world annihilate
When you see me cry don't be afraid
Sometimes dads emotions overflow
I know you wonder what's going on
There are things we don't want you to know
Perhaps we're wrong to insulate you
As parents we try to do what's right
We wish for you only sunny skies
That's why we try to bathe you in light
The fact that you care it warms my heart
I will tell you what you wish to know
Today you've grown up you are a man
That's a process I don't wish to slow
Sometimes life it can throw us a curve
I lost my job a few days ago
So now I wonder what will I do
I am at my wits end I don't know
Please come to me I can use a hug
It will help me to feel it's okay
In the end I put my faith in God
With his help things will turn out okay
For F.J. Thomas's "To Heal a Heart" contest
Oops I went over by four lines so I know
I'll be disqualified. I still wanted you to read
the poem you inspired.
Here! In Arctic circle, Norway, polar bears stay.
Habitats are dense forests, Alpine meadows,
Tundra region and open plane land.
Species mostly spend beside ice-pack,
where grammar of melting-freezing
on interaction of wind and water-current
renders a cozy spectrum between ice and ocean.
Largest land carnivores thrive on killing walrus, whales,
ringed and bearded seals, also steal eggs of birds.
Strong swimmers swim long in search of prey.
Off and on take rest on sleep of eight hours at a stretch,
fond of in-between nap like humans
Black skin glistens, glitters transparent or white,
as reflection of sun rays on two coats of fur.
Thick layers of bubbler insulate body temperature
around moderate thirty-seven Celsius.
Solitary adults love to roam as loner.
Sagacious species mate when winter enters.
Males and non-breeding females in action, not going on hibernation.
Pregnant moms choose shelter at ice-edge.
Cubs stay with mom for long two years.
One or two cubs at a time and have maximum five litters.
Fearless polar bears mistaken sometimes
as legendary Yeti under stormy uncleared vision.
Mind and heart miles apart
Heart wishes to be close to you
Mind doesn't know what to do
Pain is still fresh in my mind
Heart wishes to just push rewind
Sometimes tough having a brain
Still broken hearts cause such pain
I've known you since you were a child
You once lived loose and wild
Now you call after all these years
My mind said there would be no more tears
My heart has always wanted you near
So my heart casts a string
My mind listens as it's drawn in
Mind and heart together again
Cautiously joined prepared for pain
My mind tells my heart it must be insane
It still holds the remnant of an uncles pain
Out to lunch conversation
My heart feels wonderful elation
My brain filled with reservations
I listen to the words you speak
My mind searches as you seek
You want connections can it be true
My thoughts are many my words are few
So the first steps to an awkward dance
Mind and heart willing to take a chance
I had a nephew (through previous marriage) call me out of the blue.
I had been close to him once, in many ways played a father role
in his life. Circumstances caused me to have to insulate myself
From him to protect my spirit. This is a hopeful start.
Form:
From cold, distant hearts frigid
air doth circulate
Downy blanket no longer the
surface can insulate
Icy stares a corrosive wind
doth instigate
A sheltering family no longer
the gale can mitigate
Frostbitten minds numbed to
their pending fate
Emotive cisterns once gushing
with joy now frozen, stagnate
Frosty touches cause tender
limbs to degenerate
Thick, dreary clouds hover;
fleeting hopes oscillate
A rolling fog descends;
foundational dreams obfuscate
Fallowed ground fertilized by
acrimonious debate,
Allowing only seeds of malice
to germinate
Lacking a steady compass the
barren expanse to navigate,
Two, intemperate souls from
winter's chill hibernate
A stale frond whose limp veins
are now desiccate
Humans have skeleton inside
But your bone structure is outside
Our soft tissue is much exposed
But yours is all tightly enclosed
Our skin loses our body heat
But your thick shell does insulate
We struggle with the climate change
But to you it is nothing strange
We eat stuff that has long been dead
But you eat living things instead
Our flying uses combustion
But your wings use respiration
Now I mull over all of this
You have it right and us amiss
The fossil record shows it clear
For three hundred million year
You did adapt not disappear
But we humans are nowhere near
Our species on the edge we fear
I swore that day, I'd never fall again
With tears of heartbreak dripping from my chin
A wall was built to keep intruders out
To insulate my heart in times of doubt
I thought the feeling died
Felt nothing deep inside
No one could hurt me, even if they tried
Buried in my heart beneath the pain
Beneath the bitterness, and loneliness, that remained
Slept a feeling that was buried long ago
Without the light of love for it to grow
I took it back from her
Forgot the way things were
But when I saw your smile, I felt it stir
The days went by, you put your smile on me
You scaled the wall, just wouldn't let me be
Then touched my heart with words tender and kind
And soon I saw the beauty of your mind
You came to me in dreams
Convinced it was a scheme
I tried to push you out of every scene
But while my eyes were closed, I saw your face
Two lovers in a passionate embrace
That feeling left for dead grew like a fire
My heart was racing, fueled by my desire
Baby you make me burn
My heart will never learn
I've drifted past the point of no return
Daniel Turner
* This is a CCM (Christian) song that I wrote for Lifeblood Ministries about 20 years ago, and it WILL be on my upcoming album under my music moniker "Bahku". Please visit my web site for updates @ bahku.com. Thanks! *
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Isaiah 64:8 "Yet, oh Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the potter; we are all the work of your hand."
Intro -
(Verse 1)
I've lost touch with all the things that make You real
Could be the reason why I'm just not sure
Of how I feel inside without You
All the stirrings and the hunger in my soul
Is only now replaced by carelessness
And guilt of who I am and used to be
And becoming the reflection that I see
I am.
(Verse 2)
It's taken all my life to insulate my heart
I've surrounded it with walls of words
And fortresses of self-deception
All the battles that I waged within my world
Were only vain attempts to help myself
Believe that I was changing deep inside
But all I did was find new ways to hide
(Chorus)
I am this man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
I am.
(Verse 3)
Is there method to the madness in my life?
All the mortar that I've built upon
Has crumbled to my feet before me
Knowing countless are the times I've turned away
Finding temporary refuge in
The things that I could spend my senses on
Hoping when I turned I'd find the one
I am.
(Verse 4)
I have loved and lost so much as someone new
Hoping others would be taken with
The person that they wanted me to be
Living for the things they couldn't see
And not the Truth my Lord had shown to me
(Chorus)
I am this man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in Your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
I am.
Solo Break -
(Chorus)
I am this man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
I am ...
This man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
Re-create the one
Re-create the one
I am.
Outro -
Copyright 2002 Tsahaylu Music - ASCAP
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2017
I'm a polar bear, just that.
Don't ever call me bi-polar
or I'll angrily maul you to death!
Take a good look at me;
I'm a hulking menace.
Don't let my elephantine size
fool you. I'm surprisingly agile;
fast enough to chase down
an Arctic fox!
I'm a formidable apex predator
and wanderer of the North Pole.
When you don't see me,
I'm probably in hibernation.
My hunger is unslakable.
I can eat up to 10%...
of my bodyweight in 30 minutes!
My dense coat and body fat
insulate me so warmly that I...
sometimes overheat in summer.
When I do, I cool down by
plunging into the ice-cold sea.
Did I mention I can stand and
fight on my hind legs? I'm like the
energizer-bunny; incessantly mobile,
roaming hundreds of miles across
the barren Arctic tundra
in search of seals and fish.
I'm all dressed in white;
the snowbank, the perfect camouflage
for me to suddenly sneak up on a prey.
Invade my frozen kingdom at your peril.
I rule the arctic wastes like the king lion
rules the Serengeti!
Submitted for...
Strand Select A ,Any Form ,Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 02/01/2020
Date written: 01/24/2020
"It learned me and from that beginning I knew
evry thing beyond would do the same.
We have to find away to insulate and buffer
the atmosphere only then would we be in full
control of the internal structure. Wise as it seems
the external structure would be the key to achieving
this." Speaking of the winter, in the gypsum home he
had constructed he refused to believe that with the
thickness of these walls he would still need to insulate.
He chose to do so using sprayed styrofoam on the external
part covering three sides and then staking rebar in a slab
covering the edges with wire mesh and partly filling it with
pea stones. The instructions told the story of his theory. By
doing so he'd have to explain what made him come up with
the idea. He only answered with the these two words:
"Thermal-Mass" by cutting the rebar down on two sides creating
a triangular shape he would then fill the top with a clayish soil,
but first he'd wished to spray concrete over the pegged area to create a stone.
then he knew for sure that all areas were insulated and sealed to create a
walled system that would endure the test of time. the windows
are to the front of the structure where it had 2x4 framing and insulated
the problemed was solved and his goals achieved!
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