Long Serene Poems
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Quite a few years have gone by...
like a lightening across a stormy sky,
but in their grieving hearts,so serene and bold,
there's the sympathy of the whole world!
Look at the proud children of the heroes...
those who turned tragedy into a test of faith:
remembering their loved ones
who selflessly saved countless lives...
while fighting the relentless flames;
read their sad thoughts...stripped of all hate!
Look at the proud children of the heroes...
whispering their bitter-sweet prayers
to the kind souls that sacrificed much,
so that their dream would continue throught them!
The years will change their faces with grim,
but not the deep love they have for them;
and they are willing to risk it all,
if destiny decides for them to be so!
NATURE’S SAGE-NECK REFLECTORS
With their necks taller
Than sunflowers and some trees,
Awareness is theirs:
Giving them serene calmness
In their life’s environment:-
How self-confident
They always seem to reflect
In their awareness.
Reflecting, we should also
Strive to be likewise in ours.
They reflect for us,
Standing calm in awareness,
Enhances wisdom:-
And brings about clear guidance
In meeting life’s challenges:-
They further canvass
That standing tall in your life,
Reflects confidence:
Ready to meet all the trials
Surrounding you in your life:-
In their proud stance,
They reflect serenity
In life’s awareness:-
In today’s circumstances,
Let us get to giraffing!
Like a huge pride of lions roaring at ease
From a hidden cavern in the distance ,
The disturbed robust sea diffuses resonance -
In an infinite expanse of sonorous breeze
The heavy, grey clouds gathering above ,
Let out at times , the bright silvery line ,
Now by chance to smile and then to decline,
Bracing the dismal spirit and hope somehow
All along and everywhere the fit of feel --
The relentless wild beat and serene symphony
Turns into the note of remorse and agony ;
Lived moments pass into the coffer to retreat
What ails one standing before the sea at large ,
Is it the inner reflection of the distressed soul
Or the enigma that covers life on the whole ?
May be the pelagic domain has its own surge
The eerie bearing of contained life all around
Seems to be centred in the rhythm of some
Cosmic order and muse of uniform humdrum
In the extreme ecstasy again is agony found !
You come in search of love back to the tomb
Beneath the Weeping Willow tree it lies
The place where last you lips brought me to bloom
Where flame of passion danced in brilliant eyes
This very spot is where you buried love
For great was need to soar to other climes
and so you took to wing and flew above
Entombed was I, enshrouded in your rhymes
My broken heart would not be laid to rest
In sepulcher serene, it faintly beat
Believing that someday you’d end the quest
And make your way back here my heart to greet
By Ancient Tomb of Bloom I hear your sigh
Remorse for broken vows you now confess
You turn your face with pain to silent sky
And then you hear the rustle of my dress
Out from behind the Weeping Willow tree
Where I have waited, longing for this day
I stand before you, resurrected- free
With trembling heart, you hear me softly say:
“You’ve come back to this sacred burial ground
Where our love breathed its last to let you fly
And now you see me here; to you I’m bound
...Make love to me, for true love cannot die."
You ravish me, on Tomb of Ancient Bloom
The fragrance of my rose perfumes the air
You press me close and place in hand a plume
“Immortalize with words our love in prayer.”
For Justin Bordner's Tomb of Ancient Bloom Contest
February 20, 2016
March 23 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Judges 13-15
Key Verse – Judges 13:9 And God hearkened to the voice of Manoah; and the angel of God came again unto the woman as she sat in the field…
FAITH IN GOD WHO HEARKENS TO OUR VOICE
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our prayer-communion
With His goodness of mercy’s companion
That keeps us in His presence-reunion
Where His watchfulness covers our doubt-filled opinion.
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our vision-beholding
With His light by His Scripture’s upholding
That ushers us through His Spirit’s leading
Where His guidance directs us toward right doctrinal standing.
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our sin-confession
With His forgiveness along His compassion
That sanctifies us around His pardon’s provision
Where His holiness secures us against oppression of transgression.
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our stewardship
With His Word of truth for our discipleship
That strengthens us in His work-partnership
Where His favour commends our service-filled worship.
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our joyful cheer
With His gladness through preachings we hear
That inspires us toward drawing to Him near
Where His peace conquers every fear.
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our supplication-need
With His readiness to supply us indeed
That keeps us blessed inside His gracious deed
Where His miracles breed midst discontentment-seed.
God hearkens to our voice of faith in our cry against pressure
With His help of serene pleasure
That relieves us from stress within His care’s treasure
Where His healing insures our recovery beyond measure.
March 23, 2025
"The sea, like life, is at once serene and wild. There is no choice other than being lulled by its serenity and smacked by its wilderness, in turn"- by poet
I stand on the sea strand,
Over the stretching sand.
Before me, waters roar,
Like a charging wild boar
Full of malice to tear.
I stand on the sea strand
The sea, advancing close
Sure it will spring on me,
As tiger, on a deer.
This predator called sea!
I stand on the sea strand
The rising wind whistling,
Waves on waves come crashing,
Sounds like the wolves howling
Seems hell bent on crushing
I stand on the sea strand
The thundering waves dash,
Pounding on huge boulders.
Oh, how helpless we are
Before these huge breakers!
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Placed First
April.6. 2022
Form- M- Monchielle- New Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
Theme- Sea
While strolling through a military cemetery about a week or so ago,
I became transfixed by the sounds wafting about that serene plateau.
An inviting bench beckoned me to sit and muse a while,
And gaze upon those hallowed grounds and my varied thoughts compile.
Over just a little ways I heard Old Glory snapping in the breeze,
And the soothing soughs of zephyrs meandering amongst the trees.
I enjoyed the sweet melodies of birds as they flitted to and fro,
And the water's melodic hymn as it flowed in a rippling brook below.
I was startled by the rhythmic clip-clop of horses' hooves across the way.
Alas, a funeral was being conducted for a fallen hero that very day.
A flag-draped coffin was borne by a caisson followed by an honor guard,
The measured cadence of their shiny boots striking the pavement hard!
I was rapt as I heard the Chaplain offer his words of consolation,
And the Sergeant's remarks as he presented the flag from a grateful nation.
I heard the muted sobs of kin as the flag was presented on ben'ded knee,
To the soldier's little son who I judged to be around the age of three.
The twenty-one gun salute rent the afternoon air as if fired as one,
To honor a gallant comrade for his faithful service and laurels won.
I stood as the haunting notes of "Taps" echoed o'er the plain.
My eyes welled with tears as they always do when I hear that sad refrain.
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
The obsessive free will ostensibly latent,
overpowers the mind with trance of unreality,
obscures the course God ordains
l need to take for He designs it for me.
The radiance of the heavenly light
floods my essence, I discern,
drive away the shadow of ego,
and I emerge from the domain of conceit.
Free from the dungeon of despair,
I take the awareness journey inward.
With unfailing faith in God I get divine peace
in the inner sanctum of serene bliss.
My soul shines in the spiritual glow,
illumining the corridor of sustenance,
I travel beyond the bounds of travail,
believing the gracious benevolence of God.
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December 13, 2022
Contest : What I Believe
Sponsored by : Angela Tune
Living my life
Living the rain
Rain for all
Rain for plants
Plants for breaths
Plants will save
Save your skin
Save your soul
Soul within peace
Soul so serene
Serene as lakes
Serene as dreams
Dreams during days
Dreams during nights
Nights that glitter
Nights so bright
Bright is light
Bright is sight
Sight to see
Sight to think
Think of running
Think of panicking
Panicking over rain
Panicking over nothing
Nothing whatever it is
Nothing even if wet
Wet until drought
Wet however is thought
Thought of intellect
Thought of a leader
A leader before the frail
A leader over all
All define survival
All define life
Life brings happiness
Life is lovely
Lovely as a creature
Lovely as nature
Nature can protect
Nature always flourish
Flourish the seas
Flourish against disasters
Disasters bring shame
Disasters get us through despair
Despair over nothing
Despair before joy
Joy brings hope
Joy brings love
Love…
Hope…
flowing, carousing, swirling on libra
winds, the tips of floral thumbs
spiral down into autumn’s pewter bowl
caressing lips of leaves
more temperate in shades of october’s
fading yellow, perhaps brown sepia,
deepening the incense of quite solitude
away from the burst of soaking, reeling spring...
it is the time for holy retreat when
stems and branches droop to rest on a clayed
blanket of earth, soulful and so serene,
much like wet light of dusk iced with frail
sleeves of fading blades...
october caresses the skin of men to smell
the air of reflective passages; a time
for quiet joy and embraceable songs.
and in it’s stillness, the heart of sages listens.
October Contest for SKAT
posted 10/6
by: nette onclaud