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Tell all the worlds about the treasures found
Renaissance trace spellbound in the ancient form,
Tender and haunting; an era of time curves around
Past the present to a future beset with tech charm.
Historical pages cling romantically to our eyes,
Each epoch defines a sparkling gem of surprise,
Their fluttered rebirth is like stars changing sizes
Release by time flown from the damp demise.
That dip their limbs to bow unto gloss modernity
Like the artist and sculpture, they paint a world.
Of aesthetic peculiarities and lofty discovery,
Longing to find a place soaring free in the soul.
A vault of citadels says much; then said no more
Deep within, ancient wonders rise from the ashes
Talented beauty weaves from centuries we adore,
The time and place asleep in a waste wilderness.
The plague of colors survives in medieval triumph,
England, a literary monument of architect literature.
Finds the noble heart to express cherished breath
Creating the etiquette claimed by French culture.
Such dept alone could not be paid by metamorphism
Humanism fading in a mist has its place in society,
Heightened with extreme lust and erotic mannerism,
Italy removes the conscious veil from bizarre reality.
Ceiling significant through music strings serenade,
Renaissance dazed; allusion lay dreaming half awake
The inquisition of fate went on pilgrimage made,
German sentence commute through the classical gate.
The Netherlands explore and navigate all the distances
Byzantine adherence goes beyond impregnable walls,
depict faces of the Tsars persist in the military hypothesis,
And labyrinths take refuge in Russian banqueting halls.
The richest measured proportion of distilled beverage,
Vodka values more than all the dull limited senses,
Spanish religion repository of the myths and rage
Set the path where new western experience commences.
Portugal selfie, the pinnacle piece that thirsts for commerce
Lisbon flourished paints and medicines with Flemish.
Poland concept and conflict gain border land dominance,
Spice trade rises high and makes indiscreet allusion flourish.
We travel far beyond renaissance to the greatest monument,
When the transition of culture from the middle age evolved
Mesmerized art is a rediscovery of an enduring cultural movement,
The monarch of the Roman Empire renaissance man inspired.
Looking at the mirror
with good day’s pleasure
I see slothfulness’ glamor
taunting with delight’s leisure
Yet ready to attack sense of honor
defying time-worth’s treasure
So defiant; not a generous donor
offering gift that costs much pressure!
I challenge you, my body’s indolent suitor
upon your procrastination’s grandeur
I’m aware of your wastefulness’ color
since programmed schedule you want to injure
I fight you for putting me in meaninglessness’ rigor
against unjustified torture
Dampening my work-ardor
by your entertainment-indulgence culture!
Face now my spiritual fervor
straightening your laziness-posture
I vanquish your terror
that’s underestimating my devotion-measure
See how I combat fruitlessness’ horror
striving for a productive future
While trusting God with His grace-anchor,
I press on by His might so sure!
Don’t shake me with doubts’ tremor;
I confront you upon truth’s nurture
You'll be overtaken by my Conqueror
… just prepare for a painful capture
Never dare me; you’re a deceitful actor
trapped inside reality’s exposure
I’m driven by the Victor
Who has mastered very well human nature!
Along my stewardship’s armor,
I smite you with discipline-censure
Having the Lord’s good favor...
I dominate over your lethargic displeasure
Upheld by His strong succor,
I subdue your destructive gesture
Trained by my champion Mentor...
I arise toward faith-performance venture!
Thus, by diligence-motor, ...
you, spirit of the sluggard, I adjure
Yield to the task-commander’s tenor
…follow work-ethics’ procedure
Escape from vanity’s galore
…be prodded to toil and endure
Girded by hardships’ candor
…stand up with zealousness-feature!
Opponent of losing savor,
Surrender your worthless seizure for healthy cure
Accept that you’re beaten by genuine labor
midst your impatience-tenure
I thank my Savior for righteous valor
making me win on persistence juncture
Guided constantly by the Director,
I persist in His triumphant service-business* pasture!
Personification with rhyme form
*Romans 12:11 Not slothful in business; fervent in spirit; serving the Lord.
April 7, 2019
Edited on May 13, 2020
5th place, "Shutter Speed" Premier Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann; judged on 5/18/2020.
Your path to achievement is surely met with obstacles
But understand they are instrumental to your success.
Though you are meant to compose your own chronicles,
You must have confidence in your world’s silent process.
You can live your life in your own terms and conditions
But many doubts you will have to confront and sustain.
You will have to face many concerns and complications
But not give yourself time to apologize for it or complain.
Struggle and pain remain everyone’s lot to go through.
You can take them as misfortunes or lessons to learn.
The choice is yours to take and the consequence of it too
But remember that hard times await you at every turn.
Help might come from the most unusual of all places
And accept it you must, whenever it presents itself.
Be grateful when it comes from many unknown faces,
And feel blessed if it springs from within yourself.
What might need your full attention is the voice inside.
Stay still and hush the chatter disturbing your peace.
If you care to listen, it will bring the answers required
And provide for a much appreciated and sweet release.
You will be free to follow your own personal aspirations,
Regardless of strange discontent or misplaced envy.
The road you’re treading is dignified by your inspirations
And will boldly guide you to your envisioned destiny.
The sins of your fellow man are not to be endured or shared.
You have your own to worry about, hold in check or fight.
Countless efforts will be deployed and your mind prepared
Until your efforts are rewarded when the due time is right.
You must see your goals accomplished. Make it your duty.
Persist in your efforts and accept the barriers as challenges.
Never accept self-imposed limits. It’s your responsibility.
Make persistence your creed and accept the critical changes.
Mistakes and fears will certainly join you along the way.
Don’t be angry or afraid for you set your mind to victory.
Whether you look inside or look up in the sky and pray,
Your inner light will ignite; your concealed divine energy.
Find the strength to conquer the fiends battling for your soul
And you will discover a grander plan and harness its power.
Your vision will be much clearer, much wiser your control,
As, unbroken and unashamed, you will live your finest hour.
Looking at the mirror with good day’s pleasure
I see slothfulness’ glamour gripping me with delight’s leisure
Yet ready to attack my sense of honor for me to defy time-worth’s treasure
So defiant; not a generous donor offering me gift that costs much pressure!
Now, I challenge you, my indolent suitor, upon your procrastination’s grandeur
I’m aware of your wastefulness’ color since my schedule you want to injure
I fight you for putting me in meaninglessness’ rigor against unjustified torture
Dampening my work-ardor by your entertainment-indulgence culture!
Face now my determination fervor straightening your laziness-posture
I vanquish your terror that’s underestimating my devotion-measure
See how I combat fruitlessness’ horror in striving for a productive future
While trusting God with His grace-anchor, I press on by His might so sure!
Don’t shake me with doubts’ tremor; I confront you upon truth’s nurture
You'll be overtaken by my Conqueror… just prepare for a painful capture
Never dare me; you’re a deceitful actor trapped inside reality’s exposure
I’m controlled by the Victor Who has mastered very well human nature!
Along my stewardship’s armor, I smite you with discipline-censure
Having the Lord’s good favor... I win against your lethargic displeasure
Upheld by His strong succor, I subdue your destructive gesture
Trained by my champion Mentor... I arise toward faith-performance venture!
Thus, by diligence-motor, ...you, spirit of the sluggard*, I adjure
Yield to the task-commander’s tenor …follow work-ethics’ procedure
Escape from vanity’s galore …be prodded to toil and endure
Girded by hardships’ candor …stand up with zealousness-feature!
Opponent of losing savor, Surrender your worthless seizure for healthy cure
Accept that you’re beaten by genuine labor midst your impatience-tenure
I thank my Savior for righteous valor making me win on persistence juncture
Guided constantly by the Director, I persist in His triumphant service-pasture!
*Proverbs 13:4 The soul of the sluggard desireth, and hath nothing: but the soul of the diligent shall be made fat.
June 11, 2018
Edited on December 18, 2018
1st place, "Bunny Jump Honey Lump Funny Chump" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger; judged on 12/31/2018.
December 13 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Peter 1-2
Key Verse– 1Peter 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY BLESSER OF ABUNDANT MERCY
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my heart’s fervency
Thank You for upholding me by Your satisfaction sufficiency
While refreshing my soul with Your compassion’s persistency
For me to keep on sharing Your Gospel with Your love’s excellency.
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my faith’s refining
Thank You for trying me with Your fire of diligence-strengthening
While checking my devotion along obedience-fashioning
For me to strive in Your holiness in my victorious winning.
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my cleansing from corruption’s vanity
Thank You for purging me with Your priceless blood’s purity
While propping my stand upon Your foundation’s stability
For me to persist in Your righteousness with hope’s security.
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my provision
Thank You for blessing me with Your supplies against lack’s oppression
While enriching my spirituality by Your Word-wealth’ persuasion
For me to rejoice in Your presence; such is my decision.
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my desire to grow
Thank You for letting me taste Your graciousness over bitter sorrow
While sustaining my light to glow radiantly today till tomorrow
For me to flourish in Your care despite attacks of hatred’s arrow.
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my service-productiveness
Thank You for beholding me with Your lovingkindness
While driving my will along sincere submissiveness
For me to exalt Your name of glorious greatness.
Lord God, You are my Blesser of abundant mercy
for my thankworthy conscience
Thank You for showing me Your example of longsuffering and patience
While encouraging my perseverance toward willing obedience
For me to follow Your steps as I stay in Your shepherding omniscience.
December 13, 2023
Why do Presidents
work out better
safer
healthier
when they insist on remaining
persist in reclaiming
active grassrooted residents?
Cooperative property administration health values
are rooted
in eco-cooperative wealth
PolyCultural Values
from regeneratively safe experience
with resilient
and resonant,
CoPassionate Left/Right
West/East
Capital/EmBodied
Ego/EcoSystemic
bicamerally therapeutic
polyvagal EarthTribe
neurosystemic balance
While recovering
from LeftBrain capital presiding dominance
we begin to explore
RightWing hot red prominence
as too anthrosupremacist,
dissociatively white male straight-line monotheistic,
sadistically against ecofeminist cooperatives
left smirking,
rolling eyes
and roiling panentheistic ears
silently against monopolistic colonists
armed and ready to engage
lose/lose military weapons
Before reconsidering
healthier and green systemic
polycultural resilience
Wealthier
nonviolent bicameral communi-nations
reconsidering vaguely integral
fractal
dialectical
4-Square spiraling
interactive spectral notions
Healthy democratic
win/win game engaging
religiously multicultural health
and strategically appropriate safety
In economically green
ecological administrations
teaching polycultural governing resonance
Of Both/And
not-not positive
dipolar co-arising co-alternatives
explored through grassrooted
therapeutic win/win anticipation
Does more than equal
Either/Or unmusical competitions
LeftBrain dominant
pointing anxiously downstream
toward lose/lose deep
dark anthrosupremacist
narcissistic
dissociative
Straight Western WhiteMale
climatic monoculturing trauma
history of dark Earth Days
not so greenly healthy
or safely wealthy
post-industriously
Immersed in presiding
over LeftBrain
increasingly RightWing
competitively dominant
win/lose narratives
devoid of Sacred EarthTribe
recreation stories
Ignoring prehistoric songs
and dances
engaging pre-verbalized
indigenous DNA systemic
co-governing structures
Dialogical
fractal presidential patterns
regeneratively
residentially restructured
Building
and rebuilding resilient
polyvagally systemic win/win
strategic playground wisdom.
Why is it:
we plant gardens
but we garden plants?
we call natural medicines drugs
and we call unnaturally produced drugs medicines?
we label our disease-addicted corporate-insurance complex
a humane "health care system"?
we prefer fetal alcohol syndrome, pickled livers, and dead drunk outcomes
to THC induced probable failure to ever develop yet another over-yanged Type A personality,
with an antisocial proclivity for sprouting pickled livers and other deadly outcomes?
we tend to respond to uninvited Type B personality invitations
with Type A fully-alert personalities,
yet we respond to uninvited Type A demands
with Type B laissez-faire, neglect, and cognitively hypnotized languishing?
the older our nation grows
the younger our culture appears to prefer?
we pay more and more to elect politicians
who produce positive economic priorities and outcomes less and less?
the louder and longer I persist in persuading you of my wisdom
the shorter and softer grows your attention span
and capacity to hear me?
we produce prodigious amounts of dispossession destined for the trash
yet we seldom intend to ever possess and take ownership of our future trash?
Business As Usual economists respond to eco-logical health
as if their home eco-nomial turf were some alien crazy wealth?
domineering competitive Business As Usuals
fail to see we are a sustainable cooperative economy's
most significant source for disinvestment
away from Earth design health
and resilient development wealth?
we seldom have enough time to notice and appreciate new places and faces
but we drag through ponderous time invested in the same ol' retiring spaces?
if some communication event between two people
is called a transaction
then we think "economics,"
but if some communication event between two non-humans
is called a relationship
then we think "ecology"?
that digital information is always binary
but polynomial information is not assumed to also flow binomially balanced?
we invest in gardening well-crowned edible and ornamental gardens
but we often find it prudent
to nationalistically divest
of co-evolving nutrition-rooted Earth?
January 17 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 49-50
Key Verse – Genesis 49:18 I have waited for thy salvation, O LORD.
FAITH IN GOD WHO GRANTS OUR SALVATION
God grants our salvation, quickening us by His power divine
Quenching our minds against unbelief as to His truth we align…
Quickly do we abide, by faith, in His perfect will’s design
Quest for spiritual growth we aim for while in His fellowship, we dine.
God grants our salvation, quickening us against sinfulness’ curses
Quenching our souls against guilt with His pardon-braces…
Quickly do we depart, by faith, from filthy and worldly places
Quest for good and pleasant haven we strive for midst heavenly purposes.
God grants our salvation, quickening us by His loving judgement
Quenching our grief against hell because of iniquities’ punishment…
Quickly do we thank Him, by faith, praising Him for redemption-payment
Quest for eternal investment we enjoy as we obey His commandment.
God grants our salvation, quickening us from transgression-inflicted mourning
Quenching our hearts against despair with His grace that is reigning…
Quickly do we flee, by faith, from temptations through prayer-strengthening
Quest for righteous walk we prioritize while His favour we are yearning.
God grants our salvation, quickening us against failure’s lamentation
Quenching our trespasses against pride with His pardon and sanctification…
Quickly do we humble down, by faith, from vain glory’s destruction
Quest for triumphant bliss we pursue in our stewardship-function.
God grants our salvation, quickening us by His powerful deliverance
Quenching our need for Scriptural wellness by His dealing assurance…
Quickly do we keep on, by faith, in our soulwinning midst diligent endurance
Quest for peaceful comfort we long while we labour with perseverance.
God grants our salvation, quickening us through His holy name
Quenching our selfishness against greed with contentment-flame…
Quickly do we arise, by faith, from afflicting carnality’s shame
Quest for zealous service we persist in for His honour and fame. Amen!
January 17, 2025
An almost stillness came about
as she strode into my door,
like breath itself refused to move,
fearful of touching her mysterious beauty
But her obsidian eyes betrayed her.
Sharp and gleaming,
with a silver sheen
she looked at me,
and I knew…
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Molten lava spilled forth from her mouth, melting our clocks—
eighteen hundred nightmares compressed in two hours.
Long hand moving forward, as the short hand moved backward
How can memories persist in such an acrid life?
She spoke of a beast in the guise of a man,
one who ravaged innocence with the flick of a click
A coward that collected milk teeth for hardened bones
of other horny beasts with no spine
That throaty tenderness when she spoke
sprinkled crystal seeds of frustration in me
She says he loathed him, denied she loved him
but her obsidian eyes betrayed her
There she was, a bud he plucked from the nuns’ garden
He grafted then he pruned her,
spreading her pollen, wafting her scent
yet folding her petals to himself
Caterpillars feeding upon her leaves,
she lets them devour her,
yet once they are wrapped in their cocoons to sleep,
she stabs them with her thorns.
Tears then slid down from her midnight lace eyes
and it was all I could do to catch them
She said she was weary of curtailing butterflies,
of tearing their wings before they can even fly
I had to ask, how many… how many winged gems?
She lifted her sleeves, and showed me her scars
One ugly mark for each innocent child plunged deep,
my heart getting slashed at least three hundred a beat.
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A certain stillness came about
as I strode into her door,
like fear itself refused to move,
letting breath touch her mysterious beauty for the last time....
Her obsidian eyes had betrayed her.
Sharp and gleaming,
with a silver sheen
I looked at the knife beside her.
Maroon-mapped sheets, a stunted womb.
Strains of Bon Iver’s “Flume”
flit past the sighing air like a butterfly,
and I knew…
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I stood on a gigantic branch that hangs over the great big ocean
that spans across the depth and width of this earth and stretched forth my
hands. I reached towards the heavens and cried out to the almighty
God to save his people from the terrible wrath to come.
It was not a cry for vengeance; it wasn’t a cry of pain,
It wasn’t a cry of bitterness or anger, but a cry for pardon
and mercy that sank deep within my guts,
resonate throughout mountains, valleys
and plains then filtering into thin air.
Series of cries rushes through the leaves;
They evaporate in the atmosphere and filled the clouds with rain.
I could hear voices thundering in the ocean,
Beating and riding upon choppy waves.
Voices of the young and old rushes through the air
Voices of the motherless and fatherless, triggered desperation
Voices of starving widows weep for compassion
Voices of strangers and wounded warrior crying out for help.
I could not see them, I could not touch them but I could hear them.
I walked towards the last pinnacle on the branch,
And remained silent while staring at the clear blue sky,
when suddenly I felt empowered by a strong presence that stood beside me.
It held me by my hand and took me across the great big ocean and seated me upon a rock .
It pointed in four directions, and cried out in a loud voice.
Then places its hands upon my head and said
“child I have seen what they have done, and I have heard your cry,"
you are under my covering and no harm will ever come to you.
From now on you shall be my head, and you must go wherever I send you.
You will take my message of mercy and forgiveness to the four corners of the globe.
Those who persist in their evil ways will perish in their own wrath,
but those who will repent of their evil ways will be granted pardon and mercy.
It took me back to the tree and cut all the branches,
the only branch that remained was the one we stood on and hangs over the ocean.
It says pardon and mercy cry out in the deep,go and see to it my dear.
It places a book and gold pen in my hand then disappeared.
©2014 Christine Phillips