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Marked with awesome color-change radiance
Exposing great nature’s glorious brilliance
My season showcases marvelous wonders
Designed by great God*, devoid of blunders.
Midst phenomenon that’s iridescent
Seen through foliage so magnificent
My beauty shines in every hue’s detail
As glowing leaves of magenta prevail.
Boughs in crimson, scarlet, orange do blend
Soon turning to russet or auburn trend
While red and gold leaves blend by sweet breeze-blow.
I surely exude divine Artist’s glow.
By my reign, creation presents paradise-sight
Through abundant and vibrant harvest delight.
Highlighting grandeur of awesome blest worth
As majestic thanksgiving time on earth.
*Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
December 14, 2025
2nd place, "Seasons" Personification in Rhyme Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 12/18/2025
Beauty of night* amidst gems sparkling bright
Greets my heart with radiant light serene
Beckoning me to delight in sky scene
Enthralled by Almighty’s creative might.
Blooming night toward great learning know-how
Keeps me studious, acquiring wisdom gain
Blending poetry and Bible truth’s grain
Illumined as trust and faith do allow.
Blissful night showcases love in action
Beyond romantic ties held tight by care
Since family members gather to share
Around fellowship with worship fruition.
Brilliant night for meditation moments
To thank God Who rules over lunar gleam
Highlights His omnipotence along dream
My sleep enjoys with restive engagements.
Blessed night exposes heavenly zest
Exuding well sublime celestial glow
As stars assure sweet hope for tomorrow
With the Lord responding to prayer quest.
*Genesis 1:5 And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night…
November 16, 2022
1st place, "Beauty Of Night" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 11/17/2022.
4th place, "A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest; Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 11/25/2022.
Color-change radiance of wondrous reign
showcases Autumn’s marvel to the sight
grandeur of nature midst glowing terrain
exposing sovereign artistic might...
God’s design for distinct season*’s delight.
Beauty of Fall surely shines in each hue
as bright leaves of magenta do prevail
along maroon petioles bidding adieu
while boughs of crimson and scarlet scale
yield toward pale russet or auburn’s hail.
Foliage exudes transformation bliss
midst phenomenon that’s iridescent
environment's creative work not to miss
making souls bask in festive Autumn scent
gracious moments packed with precious present.
*Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
October 20, 2020
9th place, "Autumn" Quintain (English) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Francine Roberts; judged on 12/2/2020.
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Deliberately Flawed
Makers of pottery, rug weavers too,
from varied cultures- plan each design;
create flawed patches in work that they do-
since only God is perfection, divine.
The Navaho weave rugs with broken lines-
this facade showcases imperfect art;
as humans, they leave illusion- small signs-
spirit lines where weaver souls can depart.
So, inside their art, they hide the mask
of those defects well, not to detract
from beauty- and weave within every task
a strand of yarn- torn, a tiny bead- cracked.
Blessings of their imperfection- embrace;
seeking to match God's perfection- disgrace.
June 16, 2021
~1st Place~
Contest: Writing Prompt - Flawed
Sponsor: Constance La France
Judged: 06/24/2021
Required Words:
flawed, broken, facade, imperfect,
illusion, mask, torn, cracked
Before my pen even touches the paper
The climax of the poem has happened
For it has written itself in my mind
And the rest of the words slowly follow
Before my pen even touches the paper
My mind already knows the words to be written
And the words spill out with nary a thought
Perhaps the words are simply instinctual
Before my pen even touches the paper
I wonder how my work will be perceived
And if it measures up to previous works
Or if it showcases character growth
Before my pen even touches the paper
The passion resonates from my very soul
And even though I am a casual writer
My pen may finally scribble frenetically
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These two pieces captures the soaring arrogance, profound pride, and fiery confidence that characterize some poets’ iconic style. Amrit Ghayal (the first quatrain) was legendary for his fierce, larger-than-life poetic persona, and this specific quatrain perfectly showcases the sheer power he attributed to the poet's pen. The second quatrain, a part of free translation, adds to what he said in the first.
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For nectar of life fend I can,
Vie with Death’s hands--- defend I can.
My song of life a life-giver,
I pen, make dead stones stand I can.
With fire of ink, life blend I can,
The decrees of Fate bend I can.
Though time erases empires vast,
The history’s lease end I can.
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Reflections | 25.09.2026| death, life, poet, song, Quatrain
Note: The first quatrain is a free translation of a Gujarati Piece by Amrit Ghayal as under:
Amrit thi hoth aentha kari shakuñ chuñ,
Mrityu na hath palmañ hetha kari shakuñ chuñ.
A mari shayari ae sanjivani che, Ghayal,
Shayar chuñ paliya ne betha kari shakuñ chuñ.
When tongues arise to condemn racism
None speaks the ordeal of the African albino being
Defined by different views of ethnical beliefs
Discriminated by his brothers for lacking melanin
He is but subjected to verbal condemnation
With chants of mockery upon his head
Discriminated by hypocrites who speak against discrimination
Begging love and acceptance from his fellow man
Have not many mocked his blurred eyesight?
And taunted his nystagmus as he squints in the sun?
Have not many tongues wagged in ignorance?
Spitting forth myths about his existence
Where now is the ignorant Yoruba cook?
That says "Afin ojeyo" with all boldness
Where is that man that showcases emptiness?
To say the sun beclouds an albino's reasoning.
Many myths are said and put to practice
Cursed is the man that sacrifices an albino child
For the zeal of greed has made men fools
To think the albino's blood a charm
Many a person living with albinism
Are daily deprived of the right to noble labour
So if ever tongues shall wag about racism
Fail not to speak of these black beings in white skin.
By: Adams Elizabeth Oyarese
Lizdiamond Poetry World
Jesus is bigger than any moment
There is nothing more powerful than
The power of God’s Grace!
He endowers us with His Name
And enhances our territory
This in return showcases man’s history with God
The Grace of the Lord is a beautiful thing to behold
His relentless participation in man
Ignites the Everlasting plan of God!
Grace makes the impossible possible
Grace brings Favour that shifts us on a certain path
This is the beautiful art of the Saviour
The Wonder of Grace is given when we need it most!
Grace is God’s idea
Flee from arrogance
The Grace of the Lord Jesus is pertinent to our lives
Grace believes in our future
Grace is waiting for us
Grace makes the impossible possible
Because God never gives up on us!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2024
Mother’s love … beauty of great excellence
Virtuous midst legacy’s prevalence
The best of human’s care-superlative
Expressing sublime kind heart’s directive.
Mom’s warm, sweet caress --- graciously tender
Soothes child, whether victim or offender…
Her embrace, ensuring hugs’ approval
Turns failures into triumph-upheaval.
Mama’s voice, gentle with truth’s assertion
Calls for guilt-admission and confession
Smile from her lips showcases bliss-delight
Glowing along blessed serenity’s light.
Mother’s love: wondrous treasure to cherish
God's good gift*...as shared... does greatly flourish.
*James 1:17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.
July 10, 2019
3rd place, "ILMO My Mom 06-24-29-08-04-09--90th Heavenly Birthday--The Most Beautiful Sonnet" Premier Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula; judged on 8/12/2019.
It’s Maysville Kentucky’s own,
Laurie Ginn writing her poetry.
Snuggled down in the hills,
There’s no other place to be.
With an active happy life,
Her heart overflows with joy.
She loves our Heavenly Father,
And has two 6’2” teen boys.
She has a love for nature,
Being in the midst of conifers.
Hiking deep in the woods,
Is a spiritual experience to her.
Sitting outside under the stars,
Illuminated by the fire’s burning logs.
Listening to the beautiful music,
Created by the crickets and frogs.
No on can leave the campfire,
Until the fire burns out naturally.
For she can stop dead in the road,
Amazed by the beauty of a tree.
With a freedom to love and give,
She aids church and disturbed kids.
And when her music is turned up,
To turn it down she forbids.
Her words flow like the Ohio River,
Poetry Soup showcases her skills.
Her inspiration is all around her,
Nestled in the Kentucky hills.
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This poem is for Laurie Ginn,
a fellow souper and friend.
For her suppotive comments...