Long Mentorship Poems
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Maternal grandpa owned a car where boot lid came back and folded down
From underneath our shearing shed he'd bag up lots of sheep manure
Tied to tray on back of car , travel four hundred kilometres back to town
Would pile the poo on his suburban garden
where he grew beetroot lettuce and some corn
to water and weed this vegie patch
he would rise at break of dawn
So thank you grandpa for this mentorship
since those days, I've loaded ute, with many different kinds of poo
There's horses, goats, ducks, donkey, cow, hens and sheep
I'm not much into waste , with compost dunny, to soil, mine adds much richness too
I have many different types of fruit and lots of greens to make a meal
with world events a lack of food, maybe not too long, it could all get real
Gracious fortress of caring fortitude
Guarding by their compassion’s latitude
Governing to soar through faith’s latitude
Guiding with attitude of gratitude…
God blest our parents’ love-packed magnitude!
Daddy’s chromosomes in his fatherhood
Blended with Mama’s genes midst motherhood
Nourishing fully healthy babyhood
Toward fruitful nurture of adulthood…
Yes, we salute their faithful parenthood!
With Dad and Mom’s steadfast, sweet partnership
Around strong and endearing fellowship
We, their children did learn wise stewardship
With glad followship and joyous worship…
Creating in us servant-leadership!
Good provider always – that’s Father
Gearing housekeeping skills of Mother
Indeed complementing each other
With their home-craftmanship together…
They’re role models to me, Sis and Brother!
Along their driving mentorship force
We’re trained to enjoy our daily course
To work well, shutting slothfulness’ doors
Warned against problems brought by debt-source…
Around contentment and commitment discourse!
As masterpieces’ molders, so clear
Dad and Mom with guidance, very near
Kept us counseled midst precepts we hear
To face functionally pressure-tear…
Oh, they propelled us with righteous steer!
In their consistent life-building zest
They sought God’s instructions for what’s best
Shaping behaviour toward finest
For virtues crest, inside values’ nest…
Praying for our future, vibrantly blest!
Championing kindness against hatred’s pain
Dad and Mom let us savour pardon-gain
With forgiveness pursuit, sans guilt’s stain
Freeing our hearts from bitterness-strain…
Making our home thrive in heaven’s domain!
They’re not perfect since we saw them pout
Sometimes, their assertions made us doubt
But they never failed to reach us out
With beware cautions against wrong route…
Now, we are on right track; “Thanks so much.” We shout!
As great heroes in their own right
My parents* radiated truth’s light
Constructing sturdy legacy-height
Victorious by the Lord’s grace and might…
Along priceless name yon treasures’ delight!
*Ephesians 6:1 Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right.
March 30, 2024
2nd place, "Legend" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 4/10/2024
I hope this letter, to you, a stranger
Becomes a letter to a friend
As we travel on this journey to its end
Yes we’ll start off as mere strangers
Trying to share the selfsame track
And what matter, if you stray a little
For I'll just lift you up and bring you back
I will steady you if you stumble
Catch you if you fall
Hold your hand when you get weary
Guide and protect you through it all
Oh I pray you learn to love life with a passion
With a zest and inner smiles
For that in truth, is the secret fuel
That will drive you countless miles
If loving life is too hard right now
If deep worry spreads across your brow
And your health is not as good at it might be
Well don’t fret my new - found friend
Just stay with me until the end
And that youthfulness will bloom again you’ll see
Together we will tackle any fear
Banish doubts when they are near
Grow a smile when one is lacking
For you have always got my backing
I’ll help you always go the extra mile
Help you scale mountaintops in style
Then I sincerely promise you will find
Life will love you back in kind
In more ways than you would ever guess
Adding life to years and years to life no less
For your circumstances always follow thought
And a life worth living is never cheaply bought
I’ll keep you on the straight and narrow
If you will but let me take the lead
As if we stick together on the journey
We cannot fail but to succeed
And no longer will we be strangers
But partners till the end
Now that’s a heart felt promise to a friend
A New Poem:
Family Is:
The first thing that makes sense...
It blossoms at every direction it grows...
The flourishing nature of family
Is beauty-impersonified....
Sparks fly when the core tenets
Of family is mixed with a stint of love...
The rich brew that family concocts
Is savoured by invigorating inducive
Recipes like patience, parental care and love
And wholistic mentorship.
Family is...
Humanity, in this complex world...
Courage, manifested through a mother and father's
Loving guidance...
Unity, imminent in the evergreen tenet of togetherness....
And above all, family is...
Love; for all the age-old tales of sacrifice
Altruism, and Strength drawn From the influence of
Love.
For these and many more:
Family is everything lovable
ISAIAH A. ASANGALISAH
Apparel in my closet adorns my modesty midst self-multiplicity
Blending along blouses that bear dignity
Confidently exuding elegant beauty…
Dresses distinctly define my femininity
Exposing woman-roles and their variety
Floral skirts mark motherhood’s blooming serenity…
Green and golden blazers gripped my mentorship tenacity
Hoisted by scarfs and shawls of freedom certainty
In persevering to reach-out, creating impact in the community…
Jogging attire shows my health and wellness versatility
Keeping household chores midst working shirts for flexibility
Living in thanksgiving* to God with robe of gratitude’s purity...
Mysterious self of mine shows my faith's certainty
Never hidden by numerous t-shirts of Bible verses so pretty
Open to miracles in every opportunity.
Poised for my faculty membership is my uniforms' integrity
Quiet against qualms, I have my handkerchief of colorful quality
Rightfully highlighting how self handles pressures' severity...
Sweetly soothing special child along caring sincerity
Tidy pajamas aid me in tucking him midst his hyperactivity
Understanding his idiosyncrasy while being aware of mine with humility.
July 8, 2024
edited on July 25, 2025 for Alice Reynolds' Contest, "Multiplicity of the Self"
*Philippians 4:6 - "Be careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God."
Creating in me learner’s wondrous cravings
Alluring my mind around discovery arena
Painting possibilities, vividly picturesque
Teachers* lead toward pursuits, triumphant
Instilling in my heart values, illuminating
Vanquishing ignorance vis-à-vis great ventures
Always captivating soul for exploration agenda…
Taking time to check my search for truth-trekking
Imparting their lives with nourishing influence
Opening me to every opportunity-optimization~~~
Now, it’s my turn to fulfill such educational nurture.
Directing students toward learning delight
Exposing them for vicarious experiences
Leading against fears with caring love
I praise God midst privileged role of importance
Gladly ushering hearts for captivation glow
Hosting faith to ascend against limitation heights
Thankful for mentorship along trainees’ testimonies.
*1 Corinthians 12:28 And God hath set some .... teachers...
October 20, 2022
Edited on August 16, 2025
In robes of empathy, a judge should stand,
Learning mental struggles, extending a hand,
Understanding the pipeline's unjust strife,
For underprivileged souls, a chance at life.
No bail bondsman's grip, a system redefined,
Where fairness and justice are closely aligned,
Juveniles, tender hearts, scarred by the past,
Guidance and understanding, to heal and hold fast.
With wisdom and care, these wounds they'll address,
Through patient discussions, the pain they'll assess,
No father figure's absence to define their fate,
But mentorship and love, helping them navigate.
A courtroom transformed, compassion as a guide,
Breaking chains of injustice, where destinies collide,
Each decision made, reflects a compassionate art,
A judge who mends souls and mends every heart.
When you said to me,
"Climb up here, It's pollution free."
Sacred. Safe.
Your rarefied air.
Calculating, you seemed so free.
Safeguard. Sage.
I said I could breathe...
Underrated your density.
Saintly. Sane.
High-minded insight.
When anticipated terror
denuded me,
cool rarefied air
regulated insanity,
far gone fear.
I will breathe
in your rarefied air.
Let it burn brisk
in brittle, brave lungs.
Gasp and grasp
life's flame, full flare.
Lunge for high notions,
those far-flung schemes.
I will breathe in
High mind's smoke,
hung in air-
that ghostly stroke of genius,
rare token in disguise
Well spoken word flurries
whipping away thin guise.
Floating crown
adrift on high.
I will breathe in
Your rarefied air,
because I listened to you.
"Clamber up, high!
Unfazed view will circle you,
miles on end surround you.
No going around the bend.
Nowhere else to go.
No zig zag escape.
No spike in pressure.
No deep depression.
No bad atmosphere.
No stabbing shove.
No push or pull on edge.
Just your pledge to breathe.
To move in one direction.
Forever. Mentally "together."
Stay in good shape."
I will breathe out.
Your rarefied thoughts
congeal life's force,
slows down blood flow.
Till body gloved heart
faintly, faintly glows...
Concealed fire's torch,
caved embers die down.
Stripped artfully apart,
Your rarefied airs
blanket my mind in snow.
13/10/2018. Purely fiction. On the pros and cons of mentorship. "Higher" education is not necessarily a good thing. Learning lessons are.
Setting: As curtain opens, siblings are glued to the facebook page
flooded with congratulatory messages for the children’s ensemble
under their mentorship.
Characters:
Martina – Voice coach, 30 years old
Martha-choir conductress, 28 years old
Dialogue:
Martina: Congrats, Sis; we are blest
to see these kids do their best.
Martha: Yes, I’m thankful for good reviews
surpassing fake news.
Martina: Indeed, the children radiate joyous glow
singing well with their might, not just for a show.
Martha: I delight witnessing them in their confident poise
while enthralled by their united voice midst vexing noise.
Martina: That’s why I prefer mentoring to young ones,
since they are more teachable than those who were young once.
Martha: You’re right. Children accept costumes with cheer
while adults compare what they wear against their peer.
Martina: What matters most is we optimize our singing venture
as we pray and trust God to bless our training stature.
Martha: Sure, we thank the Lord for our parents’ legacy
to fulfill tasks with excellence by His gracious sufficiency.
Epilogue: (Together, they sing their piece
to the tune of “Doe a deer a female deer…”)
Do what’s right, though faced with blight
Ready to soar along faith-flight
Me and you must see what’s bright
Following God’s guiding light
So we can work midst delight
Lamenting not for our fright
Till we reach triumphant* height
That inspires us to do more.
Curtains close.
*2 Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
Poem employing couplet and monorhyme
June 4, 2024
10th place, "Curtains" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 6/5/2024
May 22 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezra 8-10
Key Verse – Ezra 8:22 …The hand of our God is upon all them for good that seek him; but his power and his wrath is against all them that forsake him.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHOSE HAND
IS UPON US THAT SEEK HIM
Praise be to God for His hand upon us that seek Him with:
Honest spiritual submission
Honourable sacrifice
Humble surrender
Heartful service
Healed spirit
Ezra 9:5 Praise be to the Lord for attending to us
while we spread out our hands unto Him:
Praying for His might
Pleading for His mercy
Presenting His majesty
Performing by His molding
Pursuing through His mentorship
Ezra 10:3 Praise be to the Saviour for making us have
covenant with Him as His:
Saved saints by His grace
Sanctified stewards along His generosity
Steadfast soldiers along His gripping governance
Scripture-soaked students girded with His guidance
Strengthened servants goaded by His goodness and gladness. Amen!
May 22, 2024