Long Openness Poems
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He is my almighty, my always, my armor
He is my blessing, my breath, my boldness
He is my comfort, my carpenter, my compassion
He is my divinity, my devotion, my delight
He is my earth, my eternity, my enlightenment
He is my faith, my fulfillment, my future
He is my God, my gift, my grace
He is my hope, my heart, my heaven
He is my insight, my inspiration, my inner guide
He is my joy, my judgement, my Jesus
He is my king, my kindness, my keeper
He is my light, my love, my laughter
He is my maker, my music, my morning
He is my necessity, my nurturer, my night
He is my openness, my oil, my offering
He is my purity, my praise, my peace
He is my quest, my quiet, my quivering
He is my rock, my redeemer, my rest
He is my shepherd, my sight, my sensitivity
He is my truth, my treasure, my theology
He is my understanding, my unity, my usefulness
He is my value, my vastness, my virtue
He is my worth, my warmth, my wisdom
He is my xenia, my xenas, my xenodochy
He is my yearning, my yore, my yesterday
He is my zeal, my zenith, my zest
He is my Jesus, He is my God, He is my Holy Spirit
He is the One I love… He is my everything
Yesterday, tomorrow and today – always
He holds the key to death and the grave
As well as my eternity – Praise His holy name!
Matthew 16:13-19
King James Version
13 When Jesus came into the coasts of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, saying, Whom do men say that I the Son of man am?
14 And they said, Some say that thou art John the Baptist: some, Elias; and others, Jeremias, or one of the prophets.
15 He saith unto them, But whom say ye that I am?
16 And Simon Peter answered and said, Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God.
17 And Jesus answered and said unto him, Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona: for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven.
18 And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.
19 And I will give unto thee the keys of the kingdom of heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.
Tell Me, Who Do You Say That I Am Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
April 22, 2021
purple flower power…what is it?
the subtlety, openness, curiosity?
when your deep, your highness,
steeped in royalty - intact or in petals
spread under feet or on silky beds.
when your soft and pale, nearly
a romantic moonlight, ardent, timid,
yet wise on your light-fantastic-trip.
purple flower power, not red,
not white nor pink. Soothing,
your tender upon the hearth.
i’d not pay attention as much
as if you were a flame, like lips
upon lips or a pink-cherub youth.
yet you’re graceful, like a ballerina,
not on her tiptoes, but lacing up her
soft shoes, slowly, waiting for a partner.
purple flower power…what is it?
an artist’s brush, a light dusk
or dawn - but still it draws the eye.
10/7/2022
Harmony had governed the home
Kisses and hugs bloomed in their life
Trust abounded with his wife
Before an nuncle came home
Tsunami broke into the home
The day became the evening
Things changed causing screaming
For an nuncle visited home
He was namesake to her uncle
As he came from wandering
Met juice home, unknown juice
Infected juice he brought
He brought juice to his honey
That damaged the man’s love
Love fled away, honey became bitter
Appalling regret the nuncle caused
Openness and truthfulness
Build trust between lovers
Liars do so for a selfish reason
An nuncle is never an uncle
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Why am I attracted to certain types of women
The ones that display that indescribable feminine trait
Demure yet with that certain openness and lust for life
Those that send out those unmistakable signals
All men know what I referring to
It's a very feminine charm that beckons us to come hither
That says I want to know more about you
And we are all too eager to oblige
Hence the beginning
Stage two of this trial period happens
Engaging in conversation, we size up each other
And then it either ends at that point
Or it becomes the beginning of a relationship
With further exploration
More times than not, the relationship flourishes
Because the initial attraction was genuine
And is followed by a lasting affair
It is amazing how one's instinct
Usually steers us down the right path
Until we discover it, love is very difficult to define
It is all encompassing, life changing
The ultimate emotion, three cheers for love
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!!!
© Jack Ellison 2014
August 14 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 10-13
Key Verse – Jeremiah 10:6 Forasmuch as there is none like unto thee, O LORD; thou art great, and thy name is great in might.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HE IS GREAT
Praise be to God for He is great:
Delivering us from dismay
Deterring us against distress
Driving us along His direction
Dealing with us amidst despair
Defending us while in Him we depend
Jeremiah 11:20 Praise be to the Lord for judging
righteously; thus, let us:
Incline to Him with obedience
Intreat Him along His omnipotence
Invest to Him our optimum offerings
Interact with Him around His openness
Involve in His outreaches’ opportunities
Jeremiah 12:3 Praise be to the Saviour Who knows us
and all about our:
Life lifted by His leadership
Labour while leaning on His lordship
Love for Him looking unto His liberating light
Limitations along our load in learning His lessons
Lack as we long to listen to Him for us to level-up by His lengthening
Jeremiah 13:16 Praise be to the Holy Spirit for prompting us
to give glory to the Almighty Who:
Saves us from soul-stinking
Sanctifies us against sin-stains
Secures us from spoilage shock
Settles us toward spiritual security
Sets us upon stewardship and service-steadfastness. Amen!
August 14, 2024
This precious life was entrusted to your loving kindness;
friends and strangers mocked me causing endless hurt,
because I had a different prospective, a holier outlook
with a faith that only saints would keep from impurities:
infidels or fools were they to deny me the expression of my spirituality?
How did I resist every temptation, every deception by rejecting infamy?
O Father, in prayers I have spoken to you, laying all my faults
before you, nothing I have hidden: deeds you would have seen,
and words bitter or sweet that you would have instantly heard;
and should I ask for more compassion than those who have never sinned?
Only Christ was perfect and sinless, the Word who helped you create
everything from planets to stars, even larger universes than ours...
O Father, I'm asking for good things to make my living easier,
its not the materialistic ones, but all those offering an intense light,
that can uplift me in times of despair, console me and make me gladder;
and would I ask you to add more years to my already serene life?
Yes, I really would: to accomplish my mission and complete this long journey,
before I'll give up my spirit and enter the kingdom you have destined for me...
The atheist doesn't believe in Your existence, but admires a crimson sunset,
and a brilliant sunrise, never understanding the Creator's purpose;
that's why I am speaking with You with openness and clarity to obey and be blessed,
although Lucifer hides in the thick grass, transforming himself into a serpent:
He will try to deceive my loyal soul with empty promises and quick schemes,
never could I take his side, abandon You, my eternal God, and lose my peace!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
AQUA SPACE
liquid
as space
something
of a paradox
an immediate
disjuncture
freeflowing
with
implications
void
as
a
gateway
generates
a sensation
of
sound
in space
by a shared
a
to fluidity
a contrast
embodied
to precisely
flow
in a spirit
of
openness
from
enforced
seclusion
fundamentally
discrete
in
a collage
of
flotsam
a
mirrored
reflective surface
in
an
ingenuity
of
conspiring
space
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
I stand freezing while our eyes gazed,
Your smile melt my frozen look down,
My world appears new: differently big,
Lacking raw tease in gay enthusiasm.
Smile
Differs
In strength's sight,
To teasing grin, lust looses...
Reaching out for only pleasure seeking-
Smile.
Blessings meet, hearts melt.
First gaze tied both up on belt.
That lust; to inch, smelt.
All ways lead on to no end appraised,
Blindly to the value in different frown,
Of each world, by trust earnestly swig,
To benefit both world's due sarcasm.
End
To end,
Values better.
Half of love affair's plight,
Magnetic lashes view opposing
End.
Blessings meet, minds fused.
Manage difference, flaps abused.
Left tongues confused¡
As we come over for the real vices,
Heart to heart excitedly confessing,
Heart's past in sighs of its assaults,
Foes held unto for long as secrets...
World
Whirl past,
Past hits present,
To lock up bright future,
But forgiveness sings of one
World.
Openness meets us,
Together heart-heart discuss...
To curb raging fuss.
Then we open up updated slices,
Possibly coming forth assessing...
Determined heart's healing vaults,
Of possible Jesus-Judas deficits.
Truth
Lay dead,
Like deaf's hearing...
Accustomed to gestures,
Tempting awaken awareness,
Truth.
Openness meets truth,
We chose GIVE NO EAR to sleuths,
You been my true Ruth.
"The amount of good luck coming your way depends on your willingness to act". Quote by Barbara Sher
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Whispers of disobedience float in the air.
A challenge beyond the conformity snare
An inability or refusal to shift or comply
However, awareness stirs—a probing stare.
Prejudice dances with arrogance—and defy
Forcefulness quality—firm fervor to untie.
Rebellion and lack of collaboration clash.
Invest in openness—it's time to stroll and fly.
Refusal and firmness oppose ceding or crash.
Willfulness, otherwise, is wisdom gained to dash.
Mastery gives way to mystery—humility to adore.
As the spirit discovers its own rhythm and flash.
When you act from the depths of your soul's core.
You sense a river flowing—a delight you can't ignore.
Award-winning is optional, as has been shown.
However, the drive to prevail is a factor to explore.
Vocation isn't from having a strong will alone.
It involves listening and finding your unique tone.
The dance of will and stubbornness—a path of dread
A delicate equilibrium, a magnificent finesse throne
So let your resolve lead you—push you ahead.
Listen for the hushed voice of willingness instead.
For in the rhythm of these two, a dance to adjoin
Therein is the beauty of growth—wisdom to be said.
Let us, therefore, accept both sides of the coin.
The determination and commitment to join.
In the dance of avarice and openness line.
We uncover our true glory, our inner enjoin.
In the vast symphony of life's grand design
Willpower and flexibility dance—intertwine.
Because it is at the junction of these two.
That we find our essence and its true sign.
1st place contest winner
I am not a perfect girl,
and so often I fail with the truth;
I thrive for sincerity, honesty, integrity, openness and for genuineness,
and know what my wisdom gathered says about being truthful
And I know right and wrong,
I know what I have read in the Bible scriptures;
but sometimes I have lied to protect another persons soul.
Have said that I didn't cry when I definitely did,
denied my biggest fear and deep hidden secrets;
and the life mistakes- I made.
Yes, a thing is either true or it is not.
but my spiritual self and soul wavers on this often;
for sometimes the truth is hurtful
like when my mother asked- Will I die ?