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Love laps at the shore of my heart.
Kinetically connected to kindness
my soul basks sumptuously in the
sunshine of creation.
All thoughts of bitterness dissolved
and washed away down the drainpipe
of despondency, mingling with misery
and disappearing from view.
All is as new. Blank page uncluttered
with the disarray of disillusionment.
Clean slate unsullied by the sullenness
of sulky solemnity.
Tradition tempered with tantalizing
innovation. History harmonized
with modish originality.
Awash with adoration of the sentient
I make a new vow of vociferous
worship to the universal source
of our invention - for the grace
of a God who loves unconditionally.
The architect of my soul.
The author of existence and the great
writer of this infinite infinity
called Life.
Let love always lap at the shores
of my heart. Make me part of
this new inception. Make me an instrument
of a new resounding peace -
a piece in the jig-saw of perpetuity;
A herald of an innovative message
of hopeful anticipation; a bearer
of the torch of tranquility.
To all the world - truce, treaty,
an armistice in Armageddon - Amen
If I weren’t afraid, I’d…
… feast sumptuously, satiating my cravings midst well-being’s fullness
… feature myself along my twelve-month color scheme of saintly fashion
… fly over Mt. Everest, then trek at its pinnacle with my gratitude flag
… free all biblically righteous activists, accused as religious fugitives
… fathom futility’s frame against frustration-fall
… flee to family’s joyous feedings around blessings’ flow
… fulfill my own desires, defying folly’s flair
… fire-up my heart’s fixations…
Fueled by God,
firmly I cling to Him, thanking Him
for putting in my heart
fear* that's reverential so by
faith I can
freely obey and willingly
follow Him along holiness-bliss of
fervency’s fortitude.
*Psalm 111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endureth for ever.
September 11, 2019
Edited on February 10, 2020
3rd place, "STRAND SELECT K, any form,any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/11/2020.
I am just getting started to venture…
… feasting sumptuously, satiating my cravings midst well-being’s fullness
... feeding the malnourished kids toward physical and mental footsteps
… featuring myself along my twelve-month color scheme of saintly fashion
… flying over Mt. Everest, then trek at its pinnacle with my gratitude flag
… freeing all biblically righteous activists, accused as religious fugitives
... fostering abandoned special children in our orphanage to adopt them finally
… fathoming futility’s frame against frustration-fall
… fleeing to family’s joyous bondings around blessings’ flow
… fulfilling my own desires, defying folly’s flair
… firing-up my heart’s fixations…
Fueled by God, I thank Him for putting in me reverential fear* so by faith freely I follow Him willingly along holiness-bliss of fervency’s fortitude.
*Psalm 111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endureth for ever.
September 24, 2019
(Free verse incorporating alliteration and list forms)
Afro Beats pulse through my veins/
Deep House vibrations as Dj Vertigo X manipulates the house vinyl/
The booth is alive/High-end sequences intertwine, complex melodies wrapping around me/
Jazz Hip Hop can you hear it? Waiting for the breakdown/ Do you feel It/
The echoes of Pete Rock and DJ Krush are in the air, a dance house of history, Bling to Swing, a playful soundtrack creaking in my ear/
Downtempo grooves guide our feet, Drums thumping, bumping/
Upright bass grounding our soul/
Melodic piano loops drifting, Chords and chromatic notes shifting/
Herbie Hancock to D’Angelo, From Prince’s Crown funk to our very own, Soulful loops, Jazzy Keys, Miss Anderson wants to sing if you please/
Tempos shifting, HI/high/treble/Top/ 85 BPM, 104 BPM, feel that ebb and flow, man, the sumptuously smooth journey unfolds/
Afro Beats and Deep House collide/
listen, baby, I ain’t talkin no playboy jive/
No funnier laughter
sounds like this laughter...
when its pitch vibrates as sound;
I may giggle at times, but I'm always kind!
Who will tackle me and make me laugh louder than clowns
by telling me those jokes you heard somewhere?
Were they told by travelers roaming cities and towns,
or were they written down on some rough paper?
Oh, humor you make life sumptuously grand...
when all one needs is the company of some friend!
Sit down and let's tell each other stories that satisfy our literary itch;
let's unearth stories of the famous and the infamous, of the humble and the rich!
No funnier laughter
is heard around the entire globe;
you may hurt your ear's lobe...
when I laugh harder than Cher!
Rome seems a defaced beauty
with its past specters roaming aimlessly,
not finding the home where they once lived sumptuously;
ruins upon ruins: marble, cement,
grass, weeds, and streets with cobblestones.
One thing hasn't changed: the splendor and the glory
that Rome once was, never faded from their thoughts...
greeting Julius Caesar returning from another conquest!
Plautus, Livy, Horace, Virgil, and many others were
the testimony of its greatness never seen before,
alas, its sorrowful downfall came at a dear cost:
death, lawlessness, and looting became rampant!
Barbarians came down from the North burning,
destroying everything in their path; alas, civilization crumbled
and surrendered to the horror of hooves pounding hard!
Ah, who witnessed the toppling of Vesta's Holy Fire?
Ah, who heard the terrifying cry of the Vestal Virgins?
Mothers grabbing their newborns escaping on chariots...
while their husbands gathered pamphlets fearing
their loss would be a great loss of all knowledge and civility
that every citizen and foreigner admired for their vitality!
Did writers and poets jot down the last images feeling the unbearable dire?
Did they run off on Berbers taking them to a town known for its tranquility?
Had I lived in ancient Rome, I would have been another poet
describing her stunning beauty now defaced, stripped of all its might;
what was saved through centuries gives us a glimpse of a vast
empire that lasted long enough to set its sublime glory in stone!
Will we persevere in its ideals and preserve them more than a shining light?
Could we encounter another dark age and start our journey alone?
Along the Way, as we Press-on, there comes a time when we....
LET...
Gratitude's embers saturate entirely
as one is lifted high above…
the accumulated clamor of needs, wants,
desires...for things...that laden and dim
the beneficence of...
His Majesty
and
Perfection
IGNORE...
The vast concerns that sway our thoughts
dulling the senses of Him
and His ultimate fullness
...but enter into His overflowing harvest of...
sustenance and luxe
THERE ...
Where the unearthly beauty of adoring
doth glisten...cajoling...
the splendor of thankfulness and homage
that gush from one surrendered...
to bathe...in the Celestial Sea
of ...His Love's bestowing...
TARRY...
In the Wealth of…Him
seeing Him and Him alone
for all that He truly is...
The So Worthy Creator and Keeper of our Souls,
Who Provides Peaceful moments...such as this...
where we rest...upon His sweet bed of...Assurance
JESUS...
Like a bay leaf
full of dew...You...spread Yourself
before us and we fare...sumptuously...
on Your Excellence!
Yea! With amorous gaze of worship
our heart, mind, spirit and body agree...
surely, there can be no doubt...
THOU ART GOD!!!
Having lived with various cats as great pets
we praise* God for their calm presence, so warm
never giving harm, purring with sweet charm
cheering, when from fear of mice, each heart frets.
For occasions we celebrate with bliss
our cats graciously welcome every guest
making them feel at home along meow’s zest
feasting sumptuously; such not to miss.
In our home devoid of Halloween night
our Kitties display their odd feline tricks
while wowed by TV shows of bizarre pix
watching fellow cats of costumes delight.
Soon they will feast on their favorite meal
rice and fish mixed with vegetable relish
so pleased are they amidst nutritious dish
enjoying gracious treat around friendship* zeal.
*Psalm 145:10 All thy works shall praise thee, O LORD…
October 22, 2020
1st place, "Halloween Meow" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on 10/24/2020.
N ature calls and our attuned hearts gently quiver
E choes across the land harmonized so sweetly resonate
W anderlust a scent we recognize akin to magic in the air
B eguiling youth of spring blessings revealed around each corner
E cologically mastering a symphony of jittery bumblebees and butterflies
G ardens sumptuously await with their panoply of aromas and bouquets
I ntoxicating one and all with april wild perfumes imbued on every breeze
N esting mates parade with glee their loving ways before us
N othing ever will compare to the bustling effervescent bucolic awakenings
I mpromptu meetings where lovers intersect by chance to find romance
N ever doubting the universe is on their side complicit that all the stars align
G randiose the scheming and the interplay of God’s divine cosmic machinery
S easons come and seasons go but spring’s the one that stirs the butterflies in me
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on January 22, 2021 for contest NEW BEGINNINGS sponsored by JOHN HAMILTON - RANKED 2ND
Idyllic illicit illusion…
Complicit daydream delusion…
Explicit panoply profusion…
Other worldly garlanded gems..
Purring poetic…balletic..stirring kinetic aesthetic..
Absurdly drop atop delicious stems..
Heavenly blue hue...serenity’s serendipitous shade..
Or purple patch so plush…fairies blamelessly blush..
Bucolic blossom hush... mother nature's made..
Garnishing..varnishing.. intricate forest floor laid..
Magical mist…delicate..sumptuously sprayed...
Trysts persist…unctuously dappled glade..
How can you resist..not be swayed?
Flagrantly decadently displayed.
Fragrantly delectably conveyed...
Casts seasonal smorgasbord spells..
Marvel at the mythical majesty..
Spring’s cocooned woven tapestry..
Festooned filigree of bluebell dells