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The God of eternity past and future
has revealed Himself in so many ways
He walked upon this place called earth
performing miracles as God all His days
In the present days, He's given His word
the holy scriptures tell God's perfect will
sending out His call to come to Him
leaving sin so in His presence be still
In His son, we see God fully
being pure kind holy so divine
Jesus Christ begotten of His Father
reveals the heart of God to shine
So God has shown all of his counsel
yet man continually rejects His word
apostle Paul says they suppress the truth
like long lost sheep part of their herd
Oh this so burdens my old heart
man is lost themselves they don't know
they obstinately will not at all believe
no matter what defiantly say no
Satan has this world in his grip
leading them down the road to ruin
all the while God appeals with grace
do they know what they are doing?
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It Happens
It sucks...
when your owie
remains disregarded
because your adhesive band-aid
decides to stuck itself
obstinately
mid tries,
It sucks...
when the lights to
your preferred restaurant
flicker's off when you all arrive
and its sign says open
daily twenty
three hours,
It sucks...
when our autos
license plates custom-made
said, "HIS" and "HERS" and after our
divorce, she then changed it
so now it reads,
"WAS HIS",
It sucks...
when I go to
the zoo to throw peanuts
to the elephants to feed them
but because of my size
they throw peanuts
at me,
It sucks...
when I was at
the airport to buy a
plane ticket for a noontime flight
she says, "Is that twelve noon?"
I said, "No, it's...
two noon?!?!?"
Ugh!
*Heptastich, a poem in 7 lines, syllabic, 2-4-6-8-6-4-2
2020 August 15
HESITANT
Aye
and to sigh,
yet never goodbye...
our reluctance to say..
to close..to leave..
to part..to kiss
farewell;
weider-sehn ,perhaps
au-revoir..later..
see you..wave..then watch
'til we turn away
and cannot see
no more...
Aye
and to sigh.
A SELF-CENTRED CREED
Life is never the same,
one moment to the next.The
day’s routine..eating, working,
playing, sleeping camaflages
the moving conveyor belt.
Dawn breaks, night falls
day upon day, week
after week. Seasons
change imperceptibly,
the length of daylight alters,
only the birds notice and
adapt. We having sheared
that link, cocooned in
a mirage of modernity,
muddle on in our delusion;
arrogant and ignorant,
trusting in a perceived
superiority, obstinately
dismissing life’s realties,
worship at ego’s altar.
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Ms Calico, who comes to me
only on her terms~ obstinately not
at my beck-and-call. Ms Calico
arrives demanding her tuna, fresh from
the can...purrs like an angel
dreaming, her glossy coat licked
proper and gleaming.
No, is never my option when tending
to her needs, myself feeling quite under review
when performing orderly deeds; seen her torture
mice and birds appearing for no other reason
than sadistic fun, affectless leaving their limp
carcasses when her gross pastime done – though,
next to my own, there is no more caring a mother,
nearly died protecting her kittens, my fondest
the runt I named Mittens.
I have found with dogs it is all about
love...and with cats it is more awe and
respect. I became frantic when she
went missing 3 days, my heart
was an abysmal wreck.
Between fence metal hexagons
Vibrant weed vertical weaves
Leaves poke gaps obstinately
Battle with wire web pattern
Because it can get through,
will get through, determined
To prosper within challenge
To reach potential during tough
Bitten by bug of bad luck
Crammed in pebbly pockmark
Threatened by shade smother
Bedraggled weed creeps up
Bemoaning status wastes energy
Positivity welcomes growth
Rehearsal bears bigger talents
Lustrous jungle is triumphant
9th October 2020
Written for Contest : Will To Survive
Sponsor : Silent One
Oh, heart*, God wants you to be under His control surely
For out of you come issues of life tremendously;
Your evil motives provoke consciously
Enabling the will to harden obstinately.
Oh, heart, you must submit to God with earnestness
For you must be changed from your deceitfulness;
Your negative reactions lead toward faithlessness
Drowning the soul into depths of doubtfulness.
Oh, heart, obey God's direction
For you ought to follow biblical instruction;
Your foolish counsels can pull someone down to frustration
Causing the spirit to wallow in desperation.
Oh, heart, you need God’s discipline for your molding
For you become so stubborn and unbending;
Your proud perversions keep many unyielding
Weakening convictions from their firm standing.
Oh, heart, your confidence in God must always be constant
For you easily waver making the anxious futile and dormant;
Your unstable ways confuse them in every instant
Robbing them of joy, peace and blessings so abundant.
Oh, heart, keep submitting to God’s commandments
For you, by His power, can help the brave reach heavenly attainments
Your willing attributes propel them to comply to godly agreements
Driving their persistence to pursue after eternal achievements.
Oh, heart, victory in God awaits you in your humility
For you can be perfectly wholly for Him in His working ability;
Your unselfish desires push the meek to seek His kingdom’s priority
Moving them to serve the Lord with truth and sincerity.
*1Chronicles 22:19 Now set your heart and your soul to seek the LORD your God...
June 22, 2018
7th Place, "Ventriloquist" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausin; judged on 6/23/2018.
PRAYER FOR MY HEART
With evil motives provoking me
Hardening my will obstinately…
My God, I entrust my heart to Your control
For You indeed know that out of it are the issues of life.*
With negative reactions causing my faithlessness
Drowning my soul into doubtfulness’ depths...
My God, I submit my heart to Your grace
For You alone can thwart its deceitful schemes.
With foolish counsels pulling me down to frustration
Leading my spirit to wallow in despair...
My God, I yield my heart to Your authority
For You surely are my Master and Lord.
With haughtiness keeping me unyielding
Weakening my moral-spiritual fortitude…
My God, I subject my heart to Your discipline
For You can smite my stubbornness of arrogance-origin.
By faith in You, through Jesus Christ's name,
I entreat for Your answer, believing...
Thanking and praising You...
...Assured that You hearken to my silent prayer.
*Proverbs 4:23 “Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life.”
February 2, 2019
Edited on February 26, 2019
10th place, "Pick A Title - Free Verse" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 3/9/2019.
How is it great to wakeup in the morning
Without thinking stressfully about you
How is it wonderful to go shopping
without telling you what you buying and where to go
How is it relaxing to laugh with people
Without you telling me not to do
How is it nice to wear my mini skirt
Without you telling me, you are wearing this to who?
How is it peaceful to say its white when it's white
Without you obstinately calling the white blue
How is it just fine to walk my road
Without your people stalking me through
How is it easy to walk my door
Without you stepping on my shoe
That was not love I don't know what is sick
Is it your love or you?!
we are better off separated
I'll sing Usher's song for you
You should listen to it over and over
Because everyword in that song is so true
You should just forget about me
Because love isn't for me and you
We big, tough, well-thinking male bearberries blew and we snarled and we spouted and we blew.
But those danged dandelions obstinately kept their tops on, no matter how much we did fuss.
Come on fellas, I said to my fellow bearberries. Here is just what we’ll do…
“I’m not taking them!” I screamed at B.B.2, our leader, a passive little cuss.
I was talking about those damned tiger lilies, our groupies.
I am so sorry Tiger Lilies, he told them. It’s just us bear berries today. He shot an apologetic look to T.L. 1 and T.L. 402.
I am sick and tired of my whole life being video- recorded by those selfie-taking nut-buckets, I told him, indignant, and with an angry face.
They will clean your house, wash your floors, pay your bills, wax your car, and do your laundry, said B.B. 2.
I don’t care if my house implodes on its dirtiness, I retorted. Just keep them in their place.
I was talking about those damned tiger lilies, our groupies.
Tiger Lily 58 sneaked back into the Bearberry Lodge, where Tiger Lilies are never supposed to be.
We did not see her at first as she used her invisibility tablet to reach us; I felt her heat on the back of my neck, before I saw her.
She began to give me a really nice, warm, massage and sweet backrub which was the best I had had times three.
Wow! What is that? I asked myself, as I began getting tingly and happy all over, and down under.
I guess I was talking about these wonderful tiger lilies, our allies.
My dad had told me a long time ago that the best pairings in the meadow was always a BB and a T.L.
Who are you? I whispered to Tiger Q. Lily 58. I am your soul mate, she responded, can you please meet me at 2?
Where? I wondered, and she immediately conveyed that she would be at northern rise of Bunny P. Hill.
I will be there with my matching rings, I told her. Are you ready? Yes, she agreed. No one else will do.
I am now hitched to a wonderful tiger lily, and all my mean thoughts
toward T.L.'s seem pretty damned silly.
(And I don’t care whether or not the dandelions ever lose their
tops. They are of no use to me now.)
Dated: May 12,2018
My heart*, God wants you to be under His control surely
For out of you come issues of my life tremendously;
Your evil motives provoke me consciously
Enabling my will to harden obstinately.
My heart, to God do I entrust you with earnestness
For you must be changed from your deceitfulness;
Your negative reactions lead me toward faithlessness
Drowning my soul into depths of doubtfulness.
My heart, I give you to God for His direction
For you ought to follow biblical instruction;
Your foolish counsels pull me down to frustration
Causing my spirit to wallow in desperation.
My heart, you need God’s discipline for your molding
For you become so stubborn and unbending;
Your proud perversions keep me unyielding
Weakening my convictions’ from their firm standing.
My heart, your confidence in God must always be constant
For you easily waver that makes me futile and dormant;
Your unstable ways confuse me in every instant
Robbing me of His joy, peace and blessings so abundant.
My heart, keep submitting to God’s commandments
For you, by His power, can help me reach heavenly attainments
Your willing attributes propel me to comply to godly agreements
Driving my persistence to pursue after eternal achievements.
My heart, victory in God awaits you in your humility
For you can be perfectly wholly for Him in His working ability;
Your unselfish desires push me to seek His kingdom’s priority
Moving me to serve Him with truth and sincerity.
*Proverbs 4:23 "Keep thy heart with all diligence;
for out of it are the issues of life."
April 11, 2018
Edited on February 4, 2019
Dramatic Monologue with Rhyme
10th place, "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 16" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney; judged on 2/6/2019.
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