Long Joy Poems
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Like fireflies glimmering, glistening
Tempting the night with their intimate kisses,
Robins and wrens, breathless wings dancing
Waltzing in the wind, swaying and twirling
Erasing every doubt of falling through blue skies
Cloudless as the morning dawning hope,
Reminding hearts of the victories discovered
In the spirits of waving jays and finches,
All those winged reasons that whisper faith
To the believer and light to the dreamer
Like gentle bees, touching hearts and souls
With their buzzing hum, music to reveal,
Through the cloudless summer and autumn
Animated prayers, fulfilled by the One who created
All the kindness surviving the tests of time,
The pleading of the sparrows, promising to listen,
Still as the reflection of grace discovered in the lines
Shadows falling, flowing beneath the clever wings
Hummingbirds, free to show off their passions,
Breathless hungers in flaming scarlet and soothing
Azure, creams and gold – bold like the hopes
Filling the swallows and the bluebirds, the risk
Beyond the seas, across the mountains, silencing
History, and housing the beautiful of a thousand
feathers who show their brilliance, charming and lovely
Striking as the sun and moon – alive like the color purple
Joy falls through the life, the spirit – singing, thrilling
Intimate sighs, magnificent smiles, alive like the wings
Who enchant and foresee all the mystery in the presence
Yesterday’s breathless praises, soothing away the dark
Leaving the heart full and hopeful, rising to touch the wings
Haunting the stillness with flavors of peace – peace like no other,
Serenity in the nightingale’s beak, its harmony I seek…
Joy of the Lord is my strength
Humble in His sight I am weak
Following the Christ in me
Worshipping on my knees
Falling down on my face
Walking in truth and grace
Not a religious trick but
It’s about the relationship
In the valley He walks beside me
He sits at the table with me
In the presence of my enemies
For thou art with me (Psa23)
Life more abundantly comes
To those who choose to follow Him
God’s ways are a wonderful mystery
Trust He weaves a beautiful tapestry
Lord of hosts
King of glory (Psa24:10)
Tender mercies
Lovingkindnesses (Psa25:6)
(Written by ScottM 8/1 Praise the Lord)
My song goes like this
time after time I read bedtime stories
back then there were no worries
simple kids go to the store
big momma did her floors
pops cut all the boys hair
at the barbershop
snowballs in the summer time
wind mills in the wind
Italian ices on 18th street
Chicago style hotdogs
jew town polishes
Greek town old town
new town uptown
oh Lincoln park zoo
dreams of being the first black
Supreme Court Justice
I sing my song only after
the blues stopped playing
on Maxwell street
Written by Mrs Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
Written by Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
May 14th 2004 right before my
sons graduation Fort Myers Florida
My Sons Graduation Day
FOND MEMORIES GROWING UP
HEARING THE BLUES
ON MAXWELL STREET
CHICAGO
DRINK A SHOT OF KISS
peeking inside a mouth
I see a white fence some big, some stout
as my small nose gets a `lil bit closer, yes! closer!
Smell of berries, so fresh hmmmmn! (without sear)
Lips of supple soft and red
they twitch and protrude
lingering for quite awhile
sipping sweetness like of pies
I breathe, deep and slow, deep and slow
jive and brush of lips let it flow...
Palms now on high fever, enticed
walking slow to the head, holding it, pause!
Eyes on one key locked, we stare
savoring the minutes of the magic fair..
Not enough, hungry for more, the pair of lips
again, move, move , a space without air
Left to right
Up and down
on and on
on and on
TASTING...
SUMMONING...
BITING...
NIBBLING...
Heartbeats rush to drum: lub! dub! lub! dub!
Ah! even the lungs rush to suck and blow...
More and more wanting the magic not to end
Others, eyes are shut, some peek in slits
Drinking each minutes of time
as feelings rush, pop like firecrackers
mind and body sings a single rhyme....
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Contest Sponsor: Casarah Nance
~~2nd Place~~
Written: June 23, 2013
Revised: September 13, 2015
Gentle as the wings of a soaring dove,
silently climbing, through the skies above,
gliding, graceful, among stars – precious love,
stirring wonders, earthshaking.
Laughing and dancing like rustling leaves,
reassuring the spirit who fears, who greaves,
coloring the moments with hope that believes,
there, weeping – a heart breaking.
Arising in the morning, a new joy, a new life,
His love inspires faith full of light, without strife,
assuring hearts there is a promise of the afterlife,
a beautiful so amazing, breathtaking.
Fresh dreams, new things come in the morning,
it’s a grace so alive, bringing hunger without warning,
speaking of life eternal – I’ll give you a forewarning,
Jesus love assures there is no mistaking.
Reflections of pink, and gold on heaven’s floor,
a hint of memories that came millenniums before,
and the radiance of God’s glory, eying from behind the shore,
is a new dawn, for our taking.
Warming thoughts rousing dreams, in prayers,
for the faith to always know His love repairs,
His light is a glimpse into a hope without tears,
promising forever is where I’ll be waking.
Shadows fall, hastening to color dawn in hues,
blushing rose, lavender and tender blues,
the peace He brings my soul will never confuse,
grateful for Him – yes, my soul is shaking.
The old rusty gate Could not hang straight It had way too many years on it It needed dads tool kit.
When were young We hung on the gate and swung Going back and forth But never north.
As we grew up The gate and us were no longer a new pup The weather got the best of us We were not going to cause a fuss.
The old rusty gate needs
Some paint and some beads Like when we were kids She needs some new digs.
Date Written: 6/22/2022
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book.. .or you take a trip... and you discovere that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness, Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never waken.
Anais Nin, Diary 1, page 7
He startled me awake with his gentle touch
Whispers of kindness thrived on his hands
Coloring me in hues of inspiration and passion
Embracing me with music that trembles with
Elation, joy, insight and gentle hopes that dream
Of the night when we will turn toward each other
With assurance that our hearts are united in hope
For the miracle of a love that knows only wonder
Inspiration that thrives on the senses that we
Shall be one thought remembering only love
Alive with a thirst that is only quenched by the
Liquid caress of a mutual affection and desire
That ignites flames of creativity and insight
Wisdom that comes from knowing God’s plan
Has been completed with the union of our souls.
For Morris, the love of my life, who saved me from death!
SHE IS MY SUNSHINE
She's a sunshine ?? lighting up the world ??
Like rainfall ?? she washes off the dirt in flood
She conquers her territory, yet with No sword
If you don't believe me, you need listen to her word
I know your rage ?? makes me shiver ?? to the spines
And sometimes it feels like I'm shoved ?? in pines
But a moment of your happiness intoxicates me like fermented wine??
Many times I act stupid and cross my bounds
I've done this many times and I've lost counts
Trust you, you waste no time to hit me with heavy pounds
Still if there's anything I dont wanna lose, it is our bonds ??
My beautiful and sweet one
Smile for me just once
And I'll be happy till dusk
Seeing you happy ????alwaz for me is a must
I promise I'll make you happy from dawn to dusk
And I'll remove from our path every husk
Trust me every snitch will soon go into hush ??
Just to prove my feeling no be "wash" ??????
FM CONCEPTUAL
In the stillness, summer is thick with sweat
Its sweet salt drips on parted lip's desire
The scented Magnolia's silhouette
Inspires ember strewn hearts that's set on fire
Beneath we lay so closely wrapped in love
Under flowers hung soft in pale moonlight
So luscious and green the leaves talk above
Soft dreamy whispers in streams of starlight
You've taken my heart, my being, my core
A Soul-Eater, your rapture consumes me
Born in this blanket of estrus I pour
To empty my essence fearlessly free
Under the Magnolia's perfumed pale
We loved to be loved, our hearts to unveil
May 29, 2020
Corrected 6-14-20
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I’m weak but He is strong
I’m lacking but He is all
I’m but a shadow falling in His light
His grace reminds me that love is alive
Inside the one who He has forgiven
One who follows His teaching and heeds His word
Listens to the whisper of kindness that inspires
Hearts to be stirred and souls to be on fire
For the One who is a guide to everyone who does abide
In the love that is salvation to the believer, the disciple
Of this Son, this King of Kings, this Savior born of love
I’m so fragile but He is fervent
I’m filled with fear but He is my courage
I’m like a faded flower in the field
While He is like a bright and resilient bloom
Thriving amid the faintest blossoms, beautiful
His grace pouring out joy through the soul
Who knows His love just grows and grows
Blessing those who know His mercy and generosity
Are part of the reflection of a compassion so alive
It silences doubt and keeps kindness raining down
On the heart of each believer, each one who knows
He is the way, the truth and the life – He is the bright
And morning sun, the dawn of a new life, a clean slate
A new start that will give a second chance to share faith
I’m so frail but He is so powerful
I’m nothing at all without Him and His gift
Of grace that glorifies His Holy name, with thanks
For the One who has given us everything
His heart, His love, His life and hope from above
Assuring the spirit that He will always be with me
A light penetrating the darkest dread, comforting
The soul who is fearful and anxious, worried about things
That only God who tells us to never worry can know about
Little things and big things, troublesome parts of life
That keep us bothered by concerns, the worst strife
But reminds the heart that prays that they need to say
One more prayer of faith, prayed from the soul of the one
Who believes and receives the comforting peace of grace
Poured out on hearts who listen to God’s reassurance
His help is but a prayer away and all we need to do is say…
Dear God, please help… make a way
His love and grace will not delay