Long Rejoicing Poems
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Trains run alight terminate on time like clockwork
never ending endless procession of precision conductors
the conducted walk down the line warped tracks of
cynically divided isles dead ends of ‘labour making free’
Evil strips uniformed confluence stripes and leather
Coated terrified collection production of space soap
horror lampshades shearing shorn haired tattoos the
undivided divide of power abomination horrid abnormal
‘normality’ represses guilt projected trans-re-and aggression
Evil does other in the guise of completed concentration
Concerted action blisters scorches screams cacophonies
children on father’s lap blue eyed dancing and laughing
kisses of love adoration cuddly dolls miniature life’s train
sets model schema roles toys games memories distraction
Evil giggles corporates shapes what past and future holds
Mothers craft homes happy families embrace posterity apple
pies devotion roast cinnamon cranberry turkeys tarts in ovens
pious allegiance compassion progress contrast splitting off piano
forte harmonious singing rejoicing at mantelpiece and altar
Evil mocks smouldering torches paradise’s apple deprivation
Juvenile followers of fashion compose indoctrinate compost
hail philosophy’s trampled ideology void of virtue meaning
distorted communion bread wine blind vision blind-sight vortex
trailing inscribing engraving present history timeless repetition
Evil tracks moribund humanity dignity degeneration and disgust
Unless we reflect examine investigate inside and around
us the smokescreens stacked ember ashes individual ‘Self’
universal pursuit of righteousness flames of denial denigrating
potential illuminate conscience honesty fallibilities blue prints
for darkness and unless we act and fight stand up and even then
Ubiquitous evil at this very moment will cast its seeds and shadows
will unbalanced fires raise their ugly head and minds and shoulders gas
and bullets terror grenades rockets mines warfare starving emaciation
lest we forget the prototypes the moulds automated conveyor belts evil
we can not abdicate responsibility for blatant murder of the human race
Auschwitz is everywhere and there is no hierarchy of evil
July 1st Independence Day (Canada)
In heaven where God dwells --- there peace constantly prevails
And we are invited to enjoy it by faith with love He offers
Located yon the firmament toward worshipful praise
So crystal clear midst holiness’ glow
Devoid of any corruption trace.
Peace surely reigns with the Lord’s gracious assurance
Since such is the best place after physical death
Indeed, glorious of magnificent amenities
It is God’s house with many mansions
On streets of gold and pearly gates.
Illuminated by Providence-light, peace from God makes life on earth radiant
Always jubilant, as well as vibrant along triumphant partnerships
Since warm fellowship delights everyone with concern-care
As compassion, mercy, kindness and grace abound
Overcoming greed, pride, and selfishness.
With peace we share from the King of kings Who reigns in His majesty
We champion well-being in His soothing victory against any woe
For evil is conquered by kindness-propelled goodness
While we cheer for each other with inspiration-glow
Rejoicing serenely, thanking the Prince of peace.*
Isaiah 9:6 *For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
January 15, 2026
1st place, "Peace or Lack of Peace" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Karen Jones; judged on 1/20/2026
March 15 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Joshua 19-21
Key Verse– Joshua 19:50 According to the word of the LORD they gave him the city which he asked, [even] Timnathserah in mount Ephraim: and he built the city, and dwelt therein.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO GIVES US
WHAT WE ASK ACCORDING TO HIS WORD
Praise be to God for giving us what we ask
according to His Word that we should:
Enjoy with gratefulness
Enrich by His goodness
Enhance through His graciousness
Exemplify along His governance
Expose for His glory
Joshua 20:1-2 Praise be to the Lord for
serving as our refuge from:
Temptations that slay spiritual fortitude
Travails that smite strong faith
Tribulations that stress soul’s fervency
Trials that subdue sanctification-firmness
Tasks that shock satisfaction-fuel
Joshua 21:45 Praise be to the Saviour
Who never fails to:
Provide our restoration constantly
Protect our revival-commitment continuously
Present to us His redeeming compassion consistently
Prove to us His replenishing care ceaselessly
Prod us toward rejoicing by His comfort cheerfully. Amen!
March 15, 2024
Unparalleled beauty
as a sky illuminated by a lusty moon
whenever God is revealed by lucidity;
many are the luminaries that magnify:
and all He created by a spoken word...
such was the creation of our magnificent world!
If that is a verifiable legacy,
why do some disbelieve it ...
to eliminate a presence so felt
and distort this evidence by embracing their doubt?
A heartfelt laud is acknowledging Who is divine,
praising what is certain and real in a space so astronomical:
by rejoicing in His works that stupefy the human mind;
and inspire each heart to be logical...
to immerse itself in the spiritual!
No planet or star ever slants: they're perfectly made
as we are...displaying a beauty so sumptuous;
therefore, we're the witnesses who shouldn't wonder but defend!
And who else, beside Lucifer, wouldn't be so invidious of our integrity...
to beset us by disarray and dubiety?
How did this universe come into existence,
if not by an Omnipotent Being?
And we would be so awe-struck,
if there weren't any stars to make us aware of their magnificence!
And He extends His unlimited mercy to all...
by giving us ample opportunities to make amends:
without ever remembering how sinful our nature was!
And what He gave our ancestors, with a care so amorous,
He still offers us by honoring His ancient promise:
that we obey Him and reject sin from the very beginning!
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
Did you know?
Don't you know
When the storms of life got you down;
And the gravitational pull of this world is..
Pull, pulling you down;
Be still, have no fear, plant your feet firmly on the ground;
Stand tall above it all;
Be fearless and don't give in at all...
your face is frowning;
your heart is drowning;
just hold your head up
look up
look up
don't fall and if you do hurry up
and get up
look up
hold your head up
hold your head up rejoice;
And kiss this world this old troubled world goodbye;
be strong, and of good courage;
be not afraid neither be dismayed;
For the Lord thy God is with thee;
whithersoever
ever thou go
He's with you even to the ends of the world;
you may not have all the things you want; (wanted)
but you have those things that you need;
Just keep on rejoicing, keep on and believing;
The God you serve won't forget you. . .
Whenever those things go wrong;
It won't last long;
it's just a test you won't have long left;
in your life never give up just call on Him call on Jesus;
and you'll be blessed;
whithersoever
ever thou go
He's with you even to the ends of the world
be encouraged, get up lifted, Let God fix it. . .
Doesn't matter if you're rich or poor;
He'll always will answer the door;
all you have to do is be welcomed in;
He will free you from your troubles and sins;
If you just let Him ( Let Him in )
Hold your hands high up high;
and kiss this world this troubled world goodbye;
be strong, and of good cheer;
One day you'll be raptured out of here;
Be not afraid neither be you dismayed;
for the Lord thy God is with thee
He is with thee
If its a promotion out there seek it;
it there's a condition holding you down rebuke it;
it there's a situation got you;
When me say no, no, no tell them God says YES< YES< YES;
When Satan comes to confront you tell him git thee behind me
Hold your hands up high, up high, high, high;
open up your mouth and cry out to God;
Say " Hallelujah"
And kiss this world this old troubled world goodbye;
be strong and of good courage;
Be not afraid neither be dismayed;
For the Lord thy God is with thee;
Whiethersoever (ever) thou go;
God is with thee;
Heavenly messengers, God-sent,
Who guard us from evil dangers,
Angels are God's secret agents.
Entertained by some as strangers,
They are God's mighty ministers,
Who guard us from evil dangers.
Rejoicing over repenters,
Shining forth with dazzling beauty,
They are God's mighty ministers.
Holy angels do their duty,
As cherubims and seraphims,
Shining forth with dazzling beauty.
Praising God in 'angelic' hymns,
They have their limitations, though,
As cherubims and seraphims.
To 'heirs of salvation' below
Heavenly messengers, God-sent;
They have their limitations, though
Angels are God's secret agents.
12/24/16
(8 syllables per line)
Hebrews 1: 14 - Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who shall be heirs of salvation?
I pause for a robin, musing on dogwood pink,
As red cardinal dashes-in, hops, hops, and sits,
Warbling of silken-rose blossoms of peonies
And fragrant white flowers of magnolia’s zeal
While you’re lost in waltzing yellow daffodils
Where sparrow is whistling flapping its wings
Amid birds chirping, rejoicing flowering trees
Gathering grass, twigs, weaving with beaks,
Enamored in courtship, dreaming of hatchlings,
As leisurely we stroll, exalting frolic of spring.
March 9, 2022
Poem of the day on March 11, 2022
Placed 1st: A Brian Strand 1093
Placed 2nd: Form I – Imagism – New Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
In Christmas's glow, where dreams and joy entwine,
A tale unfolds, of Christ's birth divine.
In Bethlehem's cradle, a babe so mild,
The Savior, Messiah, the Holy Child.
Santa, my father, in folklore's embrace,
Brings gifts and wonder to each eager face.
Yet deeper, reality's truth is spun,
For love and giving, beneath the sun.
Hand in hand, a nation in delight,
Rejoicing in the Christ, the guiding light.
The togetherness, a sincere embrace,
As hearts unite, and time begins to race.
The epic tale, in pages old and true,
A metaphor for grace, a love anew.
Hyperbolic dreams in children's eyes,
As Santa's sleigh across the starry skies.
In slumber's grip, anticipation weaves,
As visions of presents, like golden sheaves.
Sincerity wrapped in ribbons tight,
A Christmas sonnet in the silent night.
For you I've awaited a lifetime
in whose heart is clarity
every virtue in you is realized
individual traits of a rarity
Your foresight understands ages
like gems your facets reflect
every spectrum covered rainbow
in the things you did not neglect
You have focused upon the real life
sought the finest treasures to find
found the path to eternal glory
your approval by God kept in mind
Every essence of your person I savor
like sweet smelling smoke of incense
you have kept your garments of whiteness
and washed your hands in innocence
In every course followed your Master
did seek every lesson he taught
applied them with skill and precision
and reigned in your every thought
You listened to every Word spoken
and dug into the mysteries ground
wrote them upon the flesh of heart
your possessions as they were bound
You have removed all that's discordant
polished every jewel to a shine
placed them in a filigreed setting
the traits that will last for all time
How carefully you took in instruction
each quality conformed to what's right
did arrange a garment worth wearing
each quality lustrous in light
Your baring of it's graces are lovely
within your heart there lay no fraud
I've exalted you with rejoicing
You have put on the Love of our God
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
I hear when laughter prick through a closed door,
Or see children enjoying in the rain
As if morrows there be, nor days before,
But only bliss prevailing over bane,
See, life goes on amidst all needless wars,
Rejoicing of life over grief of death
And going on like a galloping horse
That keeps alive in life unflinching faith,
I ponder thence upon my youthful dreams
As to with what stuff were they so well fed,
It takes me to my days of careless whims,
My soul overcoming prevailing dread,
Reminding me of time I once was young
When all my cares on a high wall were hung
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Sonnet | 05.02.2026 | children, grief, joy, youth