Long Jubilance Poems
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I so rejoice You waited patiently through my travails
of depression,
You were present, and said silently, "Hold on tightly
to me."
Throughout my gray watercolor restless nights,
You bestowed me joy in rainbow arcs.
I began sensing You giving me strength,
jubilance from You so freeing.
As my roller coaster days turned into a
calm renewal,
seeing so many celebratory colors.
I'm truly answering, committing to making more
time to worship You in poetry and song,
writing joyously of Your love.
My King Jesus,
You know my weaknesses, my flaws,
yet, You still cherish me,
and hold me close.
Your crown, a honeyed amber light,
radiating Your Holy Goodness,
You are the center of the living,
spiraled, unending cosmos,
my spirit so deeply thankful.
You gifted me my poet's soul,
penning, so gratefully penning,
words in pencil flowing into life.
Sacred Lamb of God,
I'm so in love with You,
You gifted me so much more
than I deserve. ~
Moon,
Through the periwinkles it rests
rich, red, radiant, persuaded
in lines
we soon would not forget
jubilance unfurled
a jade resemblance of romance
resounding and reminiscing
in every word
in every field
in every feel
the moon gifted to my hand
brilliance burst at the seam
of time
of rythmn, of rhyme
reflection of sun, not
but an inflection
of what has just begun
hints of honeysuckle
dripped upon your trail
where lost can be found
and the desperate resound
sun showers have turned on
heat of the night warms up to the day
take no mind, birds, or what is sung
flawlessly,
all your flowers have sprung
“Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.” — Robert Fripp
“If one does not dance blind, one will fail to see what they feel and without feel, no dance is real. Professional dancers work hard to ensure their thinking is concealed.” --- Poet
To dance, leave the world behind.
To breathe and sway, step away from
descriptions of boy’s and girl’s
dancing roles as overly written.
Enter dimensions where soul senses unfurl.
Be rid of the five senses,
use moves heaven dispenses.
Our souls cry for brains to lose control,
to relax stance and uninhibitedly dance. Thinking
is bound to be caught by a thought that is not dance sought.
Those who rely on only their body’s reply may better dance than
those whose eyes surmise,
ears hear fears,
feel is not real,
nose is posed and/or
taste may abase.
Vibrations fuel the blood, elations pump the heart,
muscles forget where they begin and if they stop.
Jubilance sets a rhythm where no notes are given heed.
Sensations seed the body with an intoxicating feed ~ ~
Arms are floating, flying, winged-
completely marveling
Legs are fluid -
their confidence undisputed;
Bodies are carefree -
completely lost in melody;
Heads and necks feel nimble -
exceptionally kindled;
Feet are agile -
moves uniquely styled.
When one desires to dance,
they must aspire to move
without an earthly stance.
(Life note to self — answer God’s call and walk hope’s hall with my head up with a heart of fearlessness, not appall)
Living this life has made me feel so much strife as of lately...but I’m making it alive by numbing the pain I’ve been feeling for a while now..I must sleep to get rid of the sweat on my brow
I felt like dying tonight, but deep down, I want to live freely...fake it till I make it is what I keep telling myself and I’m driven insane somehow...anyhow, I’m going to take a bow
Feel the thunderstorm of my heart beating
Enjoy a life full of joy and keep defeating
Negativity and its demons that dare to break you and I...God has filled me up with His might
Oh, I have an ode for myself — it’s a life note, not a death note...who knew I’d end up, losing a bit of faithfulness inside...but I need motivation to be by my side and soon enough, I will survive tribulation’s extraterrestrial tide
Tension and apprehension fills my mind and I’m so blind, but I was blessed with great sight
Elevate my empathy towards You and look forward to brighter days, so that I won’t cry these tears and simply cower away...something in me has died, but I’m confident that all cynicism will soon subside
Trying to let go of hopelessness and give in to tranquility’s hold - a peace that I need tremendously, so I’m giving it a try...I’ll try to fly...I must be bold...I must be bold and do what I am told, so that God’s Word doesn’t remain cold in my mind’s eye
Overly thinking over different dilemmas in my life and I don’t ever want to die...even if my mind says otherwise, I will become a happy man — that, I can’t deny
Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence...my beloved heart beats in remembrance
Of You and Your elegant effulgence...I remember the good times spent with the Father of Truth...Empath of loneliness and bearer of griefs of various kinds— that’s who I once was
Sometimes, life doesn’t make sense, but I’m looking forward to jubilance and His excellent radiance...
Free-spiritedly shines anew through the open doors of my mind’s eye...God loves us and reads our life notes of endurance and awesomeness, despite our downfalls and flaws...
(Life note to self — stand tall through it all and when I fall, I will get back up and get on the ball...)
Undaunted pains of pleasure cease nothing,
For every stunt formation checks man's faith.
So far the bloods of the veins keep running...
Hope of the best expected will be birth.
As fertilized gametes shape into form;
Fetus more sensitive to aurora,
Good dilemma's moments shall see it come,
To rejoice the start via uterus porta.
Painstaking grace cares for all awful fears.
Perfect copy becomes a guise motive:
Though, tough groaning may come in lovely tears,
Most salvation to earth is combative.
The long awaiting young shall soon arrive,
Great jubilance past agonies revive!
Roses felt rosier and Jasmine more fragrant
As tender winds breezed caressing our aura
Inducing sweet emotions in voices of passion
When eloquently we spoke language of love
Hosting conversation of charming sensations.
Climbing up high, touching contours of sky
A new dawn gladly smiled on our horizon
Uplifting golden sun in jubilance of autumn
Spreading amber tinges on orange elation
Teasing us with vignettes of doting affection.
Happily we discovered blushing inspirations
Igniting the flames of our cherished wants
As we held hands on pristine river banks
Undulating in meadows of resplendent vistas
Yearning to decipher the song in our heart.
Life then altered the meaning of our resolve
As we grew apart, forgetting idyllic vows
In sensuous aspirations of brand new starts.
How quickly love changed as time evolved---
Neither the same you are, nor am I who I was.
January 22, 2019
Placed first:That was then, this is now--contest by Silent One
Placed first: Strand choice K contest by Brian Strand
Years go by and memories dim and fade
Many, once so close and familiar are gone
Most of them have faded into oblivion
But those of whom one can never forget, stay on
Oh, dear Appa (Dad) and Amma (Mom) in Heaven
As the days of Christmas draw near, memories parade
Not in an orderly queue, but in a jumbled mass
And your loving faces, before our eyes, flash, and fade.
Leaving inerasable memories, you departed in silence.
When sick or unwell you always wrapped us up in prayer
Now you stay in a place untouched by stain or strain.
From there, you watch over us with tender care.
When festive days arrive, we miss you so badly
Though days and years pass, we feel you so near
But we know, you cannot come down from your sphere
To be with us on this day to give us cheer
So, transcending the boundaries of space and time
Our hearts rise high to your loving presence
Where you stay secure from all sadness and sorrow
And abide with your Heavenly Father in perpetual jubilance
We see you celebrating Christmas with Jesus
Along with the ethereal throng in great joy and mirth
Kneeling by the throne surrounded by angels and seraphs
Listening to their celestial choir, glorifying the holy birth
On this festive day, we send you warm Christmas wishes
Wrapped in memories of the times we were so deeply loved
With loads of gratitude for the warmth you gave to last a lifetime
With an assurance that we will live up to the ideals you avowed
Though gone, every day we feel your presence,
Especially when lonely and lost, unable to find our way.
At the rim of the far-flung sky, we see you as two stars,
Blazing our path with the trail of light you shed on our way!
_______________________________
(My parents made a compatible pair
Being together for long 57 years, as man and wife
Far from perfect, yet complementary they fared.
One’s weakness compensated by the other’s strength
One’s rigidness indemnified by the other’s light heartedness
Graced with a rich sprinkle of compassion and piety,
With their strict adherence to the lofty ideals of life,
They set the solid foundation for our value system.)
_____________________________
Dec. 12. 2022
~Placed Second~
Christmas in Heaven Poetry Contest
Sponsor. B.J. Legros Kelley
Seeing positive results
Sprout out from the happy ground
It grows as fast as tomato plants
You're no longer lost, but finally found!
Dreaming of you
Is falling in love with fiction
And it doesn't sound right
This heartfelt desire is merely an infatuation
I will remain mild like a mama panda with her beloved cubs...
You can rely on me to share with you hopeful delight
Free from the chains of utter pity
Are you alone and blue?
Put out the blue fire that devours you
It shows that you're a man of bountiful bravery
You're no longer lost.
You are found for good.
You have good luck that gives you the guts to run the extra mile
dreaming of you
is kissing fiction... but it's so sincere
so genuine and precious like a redstone
you are more precious than an emerald stone
I will stick to you like a magnet
I love you, so still no regret
I hope to be your compass when you get lost in the forest
just try your best
try your best
you can depend on me to present you with hopeful delight
or should you some hope in mind
I wish you and I could thrive
in the future... we will engage in awesome adventures
if you can keep up with me! Hah!
observing unique auras
blooming out of the blue
Out of the blue
it catches my eyes like fireworks in the midnight sky
you are no longer lost, love...
But you will be found in no time.. my gorgeous dove
make me drink in your undefinable honor
plant in me your nourishing friendship
it reveals to me your robe of jubilance
your rope of eloquence
you're so mature and so articulate
you are no longer lost,
I found you like treasure underneath the ground
I dug you up like gold
I mined you like gold...
you're that important to me
let me give you a gift
a gift that's carved by my love
I hope you gain hopeful delight
when you see me damasked in beautiful light
Glorious to see, this and that of thee
Who bore an abode that bade thee serendipitous surrender
Bleating buoyant blasphemy
At this gaudy fawn’s abstaining disdain
Jubilant joy, jested in a jester-like display,
Laughed here, hence it laughed!
Bellowing above its blistering breath, blooms of
booming, belting, boisterous blunder from its capacious chest bare of hair
And of which it wore, it bore a semblance, a raw resemblance,
To the evergreen presence it exuded into th’air.
Ye who had now scorched thee with the exuberant heat
Of its tendered eye.
This warmth not of the East, may tender,
Hence solder on,
A spring-time in the haggard winter o’thy life.
Open arms of ye open heart
Sincerely seized thy deducing induced despair
Reticently reproached, for I shall approach to encroach
In ye haze of heat, acclimated in and of
an easy state, free as its genial face.
Laugh’d here, hence it shall laugh hereafter,
Cherry cheek’d and cloaked by the soak of an enriched steam
Descending dereliction, for its sight but grew in animosity, indeed.
this broadened girth hath beckon thee
with a-faced geniality, aghast with a grassy grin of glee
So taketh thee, foresaketh thee
Disassimilate every systematic present, past participle.
Vice of visceral invulnerability,
before mine own frost’d eyes.
There shall be,
None graver than of what gravy may spill,
From the spoils of mine loins,
Whence ye shall finish, with thee.
30//4//2026
Loneliness is not what I’m looking forward to
Distress was not part of my gladness, so true
Oceanic, ominous waves bring me down sometimes, darling so free
Tension-packed, traumatic nervousness gives me moments of mere bravery
Oceanic, ominous waves swallow me whole and silence takes its toll substantially,
Eventually washing away the jubilance that blooms like the sun of the afternoon
Gladness and God’s grace makes me flutter away and sway away oh so beautifully
Like a suave butterfly out of a vicacious cocoon that flies in the month of June
Love from above is essential and beneficial to my heart of cold stone
I’m like a resonating, dynamic dove in the sky, then captivated in descending disheartenment
I rove in fields of blues and grays - the ominous waves, alone,
Have scared me off and made my optimism die and now, I am facing dire discouragement
Emotionally inclined and woeful waters spill out from my oceanic eyes
Getting rid of the guilty conscience and fighting back lust and lies
Crimson rain, like waterfalls, collide from the wounds of my heart’s desire
I want to be as pure as amber-colored auras around the rather dazzling fire
I’m as freezing hot as fire below the waters of wistfulness
I want to boil up your wondrous waves of blissfulness
I don’t want to look back at the ominous waves of fearful fretfulness
I don’t want to backtrack the sorrow from within you and I regardless
Majestic, mesmerizing movement of the sparkling sea moves us for an eternity
It brings me benevolent bliss and leaves the gloomy waves envious of our serenity
I just don’t want to be humiliated by hatred and its horrendous thunderstorm
Instead, let me feel the monsoons of meandering magnificence unfold and keep my kindred spirits warm
Evaporate the oceanic, ominous waves from tearing us apart -
Drown not my hopes and joys of my youth from my heart; give me a reason to venture on my own
We are a ship of vital vigilance and shimmering might from the start
I am much like a seashore-bound shipwreck, once wandering through the abyssal waters all alone
Ascending awesomely like the exuberant, extraterrestrial mountains
Oceanic, ominous waves try to break me into shards of empty misery,
Expressing my solitude’s serene solace through my poetic words
Loneliness is not what I’m looking forward to, but to release it like birds