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sentimental
pent up mental
scented rental
experiential
cinnamon and pumpkin spice
aroman therapy candles suffice
to crucify the nasal passage
upwards to the brain to savage
gushing syrup like a maple
use a hammer on a staple
utter lack of self control
dug a hole and down he fell
deep in an emotive well
id run wild, the cry me emo
needs a toxic dose of chemo
cling to misremebered past
nauseous, maudlin scenes recast
not sure which of these is worse:
blubberous folk, or sappy verse
caustic, hostile's where it's at
bone and gristle, it's all that
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for the Sentimentality Poetry Contest
sponsored by Julia Ward
written on 05/26/22
lol
on a roll
Lovelies, let’s gather ‘round.
Grab your citrusy orange.
Hold it in your palm —
it’s the whole world.
Each one contemplates
the world. We have a world
of thought inside of us.
Christ born! Christ died for us!
Lovelies, have you got
the whole world in your palm?
Find a birthday candle, push
into the center of your world. Light it up!
Watch the flicker. He’s the center
of our belief. The light — savior
of this dark world. An orangeburst
of life, the craving for eternity.
Now a red ribbon, fasten ‘round
the waist of the world.
Lovelies, this is the blood of Christ.
He didn’t waste a drop.
Christ’s side was pierced, no red.
Water ran out instead. Completely
drained, his human experience profuse,
Our transfusion of mercy and grace.
Skewers, four seasons of fruit.
Juicy or dried, but delicious, satisfied
sanctification of each one, the saints.
Look to the Bishop of our Souls, the flame.
Fruit of the Spirit — love, joy, peace,
patience, kindness, goodness
faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.
Remind us! Let us see Christ inside us.
Christingle, look at it!
The loveliest of the lovelies
we celebrate. His birth, life,
death, resurrection and ascension.
Christingle reminds us
to remember his sacrifice, his love
for the whole world. What you hold
in your palm, infuse in your heart.
12/21/2020
Are you able to sense it if even not keenly aware
Some may be unable to admit what has long since been in the air
Each day getting more dark as the density of evil wades through
The new contrast being so stark in the legality they strew
Wars abound and famine takes hold as disease bears down
The son of perdition feeling bold in the stealing of your crown
Even the land has begun to shake as nature now takes aim
And yet so few are even awake in not seeing any blame
The slipping and falling away by leaving God’s Word behind
Has made us all prey that is now so much easier to find
Being attacked from every side with no possible chance to win
Leaning even more on pride, the very basis of all that sin
Yet the worst has but to come as it approaches so quickly
For what doesn’t leave you numb will in turn leave you sickly
The balance shifted, the tide turned, once so gifted nor have they learned
His protection lifted yet not discerned as all that’s sifted will be burned
2 Timothy 3:1-5
But understand this, that in the last days there will come times of difficulty. For people will be lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, arrogant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, heartless, unappeasable, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not loving good, treacherous, reckless, swollen with conceit, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having the appearance of godliness, but denying its power. Avoid such people.
My subject for today's poem is Charlize
Yup! You guessed it... Charlize Theron
Now she is what I call a GORGEOUS woman
I'm drooling as I write
Oh crap! All over my keyboard!
Now I'm an adult male, usually in control of myself
BUT there's only so much a man can endure
A constant image of Charlize on my desktop
Is to say, at the very least, extremely distracting
Spell check is constantly alerting me about spelling errors
I pride myself in my self control
BUT Charlize makes me do and say naughty things!
There are many gorgeous women in the world
But she has to be just about THE MOST
Gorgeous women that ever there was!!!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Contentment is a state of mind,
Resulting from experience;
And wisdom plays a healthy role,
In finding this inheritance;
Passed down to us from gentle hands,
And love hearts through time.
As we observe our parents lives,
Our own lives are refined.
We emulate the things they do;
Take on unconscious manners,
Knowing not that we've acquired,
These traits from family standards;
And so it is we learn our ways,
From all those 'round about us.
Be careful where your children play,
For others do imprint us,
With notions that are not our own,
But learned in other places;
So watch them closely till they're grown,
And know what social grace is.
Teach them how to be content,
Through love and self control.
Though they may stray a little while,
They'll come back to the fold.
Broken picket fence
In sporadic stand
Outside this eerie house
On a cold misty land
Windows lit
For many years
It's where the killings
Leave their tears
The lights remain
A beacon of life
Intruders in the dark
Ending lives
A tree in naked stance
Towers in a darken grey
Dead leaves grace her branches
No green to decay
A normal family evening
Pure innocent flow
Five souls in contentment
In flesh and body blow
In hunger for their greed
The reapers seeds grow
In through the back door
Searching as they go
Their intention was to rob
Self control raged their minds
To leave their place of plunder
Leave the living lives they find
Something snapped inside them
Triggers easily squeezed
Five hearts beating
Lying in deathly wheeze
The cost of what they've taken
Priced against a life
To be somewhere, where they shouldn't be
Counting up their strife
Many months of policing
A courtroom awaits
This bravado gang
Their future fate
The judge has decided
On a chair they will sit
A lever will announce
That's the end of it
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss.php
I Want, But Don't Need
Yes, "I Want, But Don't Need" is my waistwatcher creed
as I walk by each vending machine.
All those chocolate chips calling out to my hips,
colored Reese's in pieces - obscene!
Will willpower surmount the cholesterol count
of PayDays or some Rice Krispie Treats?
Can I even forsake the caloric intake
of LifeSavers, the smallest of sweets?
Yummy Snickers and Kit-Kats, peanut M&Ms,
with three flavors of Hostess fruit pie,
I am hoping my brain simply vetoes
the Cheetos, Doritos, and Fritos, oh my!
Dare I ponder the truth of the harm Baby Ruth
will inflict on my belly's increase?
Soon my sweet tooth will bargain with riveting jargon,
"Please buy it, I'll just eat a piece!
Then there's Hershey's and Twix, and six kinds of trail mix.
And the drinks! Pepsi, Root beer, and Coke,
Dr. Pepper, YooHoo, Orange Crush, Mt. Dew
render new resolutions a joke.
Then two hours post-lunch, there's that nice Nestle Crunch
overwhelming my stoic resolve,
And the Heath bars and Dove bars and Clark bars and Mars bars
enticing my will to dissolve.
I am one of those hoarders of nickels and quarters -
should ever the munchies catch fire.
Self-control starts to fail when those Oreos hail,
calling out to my carnal desire.
In a fog, I hear clinking of coins, with lights blinking
then eating and drinking. No sorrow!
For I just HAD to buy it, the heck with my diet -
"Whole 30" can just start tomorrow!
~Control~
(Quatrain)
Learn to control yourself and you'll be fine
Losing control is bad, denotes lack of discipline
You can't control others but you can control the self
Why control others when you can't even control yourself
You can control many things like a regular machine
Controlling people, well that's another story
There are things and events that are out of our hands
Man can't control nature, so why try to get that glory
Giving advice is good to give to others when asked
But trying to control everything is simply a mistake
Trying to control other lives is just a foolish dream
Lack of control and discipline brings only heartache
Behaviour and temper you should control all the time
When you're out of control you're not thinking fine
Lack of judgment comes from a mind out of control
Practice self-control and then your life will shine
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
January,2,2015
Patience has always been hard for me, I wanted what I wanted NOW,
and of course that does not always happen, so there was let down, and
tears of failure. BUT, I have taught myself self-control and restraint, to have
internal calmness and composure, to have the endurance to wait, for I think
everything worth having is worth waiting for, working for, suffering for, as
nothing is a guarantee, so it is important to give what you wish time to
come to be at the right time, in the right way, to work toward it because
even the smallest task, or the biggest dream takes patience to achieve.
______________________
July 11, 2020
Poetry/Acrostic/Patience
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1267-716-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Is it that the world is so cold you must be alone
Could it be a sign on the road
Yield to self-control
And if I wanted a kiss
Would you put me on a little black list
As the sun sets in a valley of rust
Is this the end of us?
All the rivers overflow and the deserts are cold
This piece of heaven so sacred and pure
Look into the skies it's yours
The twisted piece of the puzzle fits
My last good trip
The passion to broad to explore
Help me open my doors
And if the people you once dismissed
Try to sell you some bliss
I am one cause God said so
Don't put me in a righteous role
All the rivers overflow
And the deserts are cold
This piece of heaven so sacred and pure
Look into the skies it's yours