Long October 12 Poems
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Jack Ellison's a cutie pie, his words are yummy sweet
Each time I read a lovely rhyme, I get a tasty treat
Pie poems for my every mood, I just can’t get enough
Cherry, lemon, and berries too, all really scrumptious stuff
Jack Ellison's a lovely friend, he sweetens up my life
If he comes a visitin’, I’ll bake pies for him and wife
I make lovely crumb apple pie, with ice cream it’s divine
I’d sure pamper Jester Jack and Cute Cathie up just fine
So here I’ll end my silly rhyme by saying this…no lie
I love to eat his words all up, I love them MORE than pie!
For Sheri Fresonke Harper's Plentitude of Pie Contest
October 12, 2014
A handsome ebony stallion, Frederick the Great,
honors the Prussian monarch of the same name.
He never has trouble finding a mare for a date,
this Friesian stud of notable celebrity and acclaim.
He turns many curious heads wherever he goes
Curly mane and tail flowing when he is running
but Frederick gladly stops to strike a noble pose.
He's magnificently beautiful, perfectly stunning!
Trained in Dressage, but he loves to run free
Frederick is worthy of all the honors I bestow.
He even had his name in lights on a Marquee
when he made an appearance on the Late Show
He's a gentle giant who loves to give kisses
At the age of twenty, he takes center stage
Frederick loves the ladies, but has no misses,
but might find a sweetie on his face book page.
October 12, 2021
A Notable Horse Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
*This is a letter and poem from my husband. No, he is no poet; he is not anyone famous. He is the love of my life who adores me. Did you know that goes on Poetry Soup daily to see if I've written anything? And yes, he reads every single one of my poems...because he cares. I know this is probably not what the contest is supposed to be about, but I thought it would be refreshing read of a deep love that "he has for her", just like the contest description calls for.*
"Baby,
There are times when I am watching you and you don’t notice. It is so hard for me to explain the love I feel for you. I know there are husbands out there that love, but not like I love you. The first time I looked in your beautiful eyes, I knew I would fall in love with you and marry you. I know it is hard to believe, but it is 110% true. I play that moment in my head time and time again. I can see it clearly today, exactly like the day it happened. Those eyes have never changed. I still get chills when I look at them today. All I have ever wanted I have today…"
Then he wrote this for me:
"Take my hand and do not fear,
We have been by each other for all these years.
The climb is hard and the journey’s been long,
Together we stand and sing our song.
You have seen my good and bad,
But with you there is no time to be sad.
If I had to choose again, it would be only you,
People stare and say there are only just two.
No matter what has happened in our life,
It seems only you can free my strife.
Now here we are still holding each other,
Baby for me there is no other.
Thank you for making me your man,
It is because of you I am better than them.
Our book of love will show the way,
That the only true lovers are those who stay.
I will never leave your side,
I always knew forever you would be my bride.
I love you forever baby,
Love, Daddy"
Original date written: October 12, 2015 (on our 13th anniversary)
Date composed and posted: July 2, 2019
For life’s breath and sunshine so free
we thank, You, God with earnest glee…
Enjoying the beauty of light
our smiles show thanksgiving delight...
Good foods we eat so as to grow
thanks so much; in good health, we glow…
The strength to move around each day
makes us thankful by praise-filled way…
With loving family, we’re blest
thanking* daily is always best.
*Ephesians 5:20 Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.
October 12, 2021
2nd place, "Nursery Rhyme" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 10/13/2021.
October 12, 2022 Scripture Meditations Based on John 5-6
Key Verse – John 6:35 And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY LIFE’S BREAD
Thank You for being my life’s bread of salvation-fullness
Always assuring me redemption’s completeness
Never letting my soul hunger for worldliness
Truly ready to feed me midst crises’ heaviness.
Thank You for being my life’s bread of spirituality-fulfillment
Always giving me supplication’s settlement
Never failing my faith that’s exercising sincere commitment
Truly timely to uphold me midst trials’ refinement.
Thank You for being my life’s bread of satisfaction-source
Always showering me blessings’ force
Never depriving my heart against righteous course
Truly available to help me midst discontentment’s doors.
Thank You for being my life’s bread of service-strengthening
Always empowering me with calling’s charging
Never ignoring my sacrifices and diligent labouring
Truly cheerful to encourage me midst well-doing’s wearying.
Thank You for being my life’s bread of sufficiency-provision
Always securing me with heaven’s protection
Never neglecting my needs for character-perfection
Truly compassionate to deal with me midst persecution.
Thank You for being my life’s bread of salvation-efficiency
Always supplying me work-skills’ proficiency
Never tolerating my laziness and complacency
Truly truthful to reward me midst performance-persistency’s fervency.
Thank You for being my life’s bread of stability-might
Always pulling me toward holiness’ light
Never leaving my testimony upon pride’s height
Truly wise to lead me midst righteousness’ fight.
October 12, 2022
During a period of despair and emptiness,
I used to peer into deep tunnels of pettiness.
Dark and dull hobgoblins gnawed at my heart,
I've developed a strong sense of impart.
Now, each one grasps what we are withholding,
The term "long and narrow" is thrown around.
I am on a road, and yeah, it's long and winding,
However, this synopsis does not seem sound.
I would never have affected anyone's life,
Ultimately, a vast difference was initiated.
Fifty years of life were squandered in strife,
Life seemed pointless, mushy, and drab, vitiated.
Hence, it is partial and cannot reveal any insight,
Unless you say, it is an elephant that stops the sun.
Could someone testify why it was swayed by my sight?
Why would somebody do so? Should this be done?
intending to move away from pain and sorrow,
Spare me from a need for joy and not being hollow.
When I shout, "God, I perceive you apprehend me?"
A terrible desire for liberation from slavery.
One day, I was engulfed by intense sadness,
God intervenes in illustrating caring gladness.
A letter in the mail would provide an answer,
Mental peace, healing, and renewing enhancers.
God's glory drew many to live's discovery,
assisting them on the road to recovery.
Uttering them, you are keen to support the hand,
Except for being in pain and ready to stand.
My endless tears of emotional pain,
Meet the rainbow that turns into rain.
I now feel completely healed and whole,
Light shines into the hatchery of my soul.
We praise God for this marvelous breakthrough,
He restored me, and my soul got a fresh renew.
He wrapped me in the warmth of his embrace,
With love, he protects me and shields me from disgrace.
Written: October 12, 2022
ER: Enlightenment Recovery Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
The loss of a child is always dark and sad news,
taken by cancer, gave this young father the blues.
Many nights spent in tears with a lump in his throat,
with a paper and pen, a poem he wrote.
Under a sky full of stars, a young lady found her true path.
She would serve her country and fight evil’s wrath.
One night overseas as she fought to defend,
a poem created by fear, her quill dripped and left penned.
The darkest dreams of the world are now coming true,
another global pandemic, much like the historic Spanish flu.
Somewhere a poet has died, leaving many to think,
pondering his last words that he bled with his ink.
As another true love is lost in the last hour of night,
death came soaring in, unyielding in flight.
With his family now gone, there is no one left that would know him.
For all of them my heart breaks…and so I wrote a poem.
October 12, 2020
The fear of darkness seems to threaten most-
when we are lost and groping in the dark
of self. We blame unknowns; the devil, ghosts,
or even God, for fright that comes with stark,
cold, empty blackness. Courage will depart;
just like a pearl dropped in a sea of ink,
its glow will die, while fear's black magic art
revives despair between each hurried blink
of eyes that stare at shadows to incite
imaginary monsters of the mind.
But oft, these visions are the mirrored sight
of what we see within as eyes are blind-
for darkness lights and magnifies the whole
dim panorama of the troubled soul.
October 12, 2014
Contest: Fear Is Liar
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
A tranquil touch of kiss in air
The lovely tales of curly hair
Amid the teacups and lips grow
A wish of blooming in cool snow
In silken words with you to share
In woodland stops all gray despair
Our gulls being free how sweet they’re
In shade your half and rest aglow
A tranquil touch
In brown cups of amber prayer
Of smiling gazes roaming there
And Blue Jays looking for rainbow
The whispers mingling with Bordeaux
A precious time indeed so rare
A tranquil touch
October 12, 2017
For Contest : Give Me a Rondeau
Sponsored by Janice Canerdy
The desire for God’s mercy on me
A wicked sinner without any hope
Caused me to bend a knee in plea
That God grant new ways to cope
The yearning for a second chance
To begin my life with God’s grace
Across my heart and spirits dance
It is after His love I do bid a chase
The hunger for a true forgiveness
Called out into my breathless soul
Although I’m truly not too religious
His love was sure to make me whole
The craving I had for a relationship
With the Son of God, my best friend
The one who is the earths authorship
Any amount I had for Him I’d spend
The pining for a love so very sweet
Sent me to a place of total reverence
Where I knew that we would meet
This One who made all the difference
The longing for this One I needed
Sent me to the welcoming Savior
It would always be Him I pleaded
When I needed a new behavior
The itch for grace from up above
Covered me with a fresh focus
I knew that He was the true love
The king of kings who was chosen
With Him, I now have reassurance
That after I die, I’ll make it to heaven
Despite sin that was a usual occurrence
Now I’m so very thankful of my blessing
October 12, 2019
Itch, witch, glitch or twitch Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter