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27 July 2023
Just one Word
Just one word can drive a man to success
Or ditch him down a dreadful hole;
Just one word can trail a man in a mess,
Or can reveal a man`s basic meanness,
Just one word can reveal his callousness
Or elevate him to a divine soul;
Just one word can drive a man to success
Or ditch him down a dreadful hole.
Written 27 July 2023
Edited 30 July 2023
The Goal of Life
Is not life vain without a real goal
Like a sturdy ship sailing in deep sea?
Is someone just stripped of his soul,
Aware in life of his true role?
Isn`t wise to know which way to stroll
And find onshore a soothing shelter free.
Is not life vain without a real goal
Like a sturdy ship sailing in deep sea?
Love of Jesus makes me sing songs of praise,
Lifting my voice, I acclaim God’s glorious name;
I’m so blessed within all bounds of His grace,
Love of Jesus makes me sing songs of praise.
Gifted with joyful endurance at any trial’s phase,
Promised with hope by His faithfulness’ fame;
Love of Jesus makes me sing songs of praise,
Lifting my voice, I acclaim God’s glorious name.
Love of Jesus makes me always feel marvelous,
With His steaming love, I can give smiles to all;
Each day shielded from harm… I’m victorious!
Love of Jesus makes me always feel marvelous;
His guiding light in prayers makes me zealous,
Presence of the Holy Spirit leads me to his call,
Love of Jesus makes me always feel marvelous,
With His steaming love, I can give smiles to all.
Jan 28,2022 3.07pm
Psalm 63:3- "My lips praise you because your faithful love is better than life itself!"
Lamentation 3: 22-23 - Certainly the faithful love of the Lord hasn’t ended; certainly God’s compassion isn’t through! They are renewed every morning. Great is your faithfulness.
Triolet Poetry Contest 160 Words or Less
Contest Judged: 3/8/2022 2:49:00 AM
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
Place 3
u CHOOSE
Contest Judged: 5/3/2022 9:26:00 PM
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
Place 10 (15 w & 17hm)
Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity.
All that occurs in a lifetime is by Divine Design.
The purpose and plan for my life; its verity.
Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity.
His scarlet thread connects us in solidarity.
Pruning people plants, grow, mature, refine.
Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity.
All that occurs in a lifetime is by Divine Design.
Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity.
The purpose and plan for my life; its verity.
His scarlet thread connects us in solidarity.
Pruning people plants, grow, mature, refine.
All that occurs in a lifetime is by Divine Design.
The light of God illuminates the truth, making it shine!
Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope.
Ecosystem in this national park fosters four hundred species of life.
Sedimentary layers of pink, tan and white look like soap.
Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope.
Oglala Lakota people named it land bad as they learned to cope.
Ghost dances are performed there around indigenous fires of rope.
Black footed ferrets are chasing prairie dogs who understand strife.
Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope.
Ecosystem in this national park fosters four hundred species of life.
Written 10-25-2020
Contest: Pick a Title Vol 24 Triolet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
I.
O Muse divine! how rare thou art;
how sought after you'd always be:
how I searched long with patient heart,
O Muse divine,—how rare thou art!
If you were like a golden cart
that held precious metals for me,
O Muse divine (how rare thou art):
how sought after you'd always be!
II.
How sought after, O Muse divine,
thou art for this: my lilting rhyme;
how for you I yearn for and pine!
How sought after, O Muse divine,
like gold thou art which brightly shines;
for you I'd Mount Olympus climb.
How sought after, O Muse divine,
thou art for this, my lilting rhyme!
Sour lemons tend to bite your tongue,
like they did the very first time.
As viewed through the eyes of the young,
sour lemons tend to bite your tongue.
Do you recollect being swung,
recall how it felt so sublime?
Sour lemons tend to bite your tongue,
like they did the very first time.
Recall how it felt so sublime
to watch snowflakes fall from the sky?
Magical days, back in your prime,
recall how it felt so sublime?
Always covered in dirt and grime,
there was nothing you feared to try.
Recall how it felt so sublime
to watch snowflakes fall from the sky?
There was nothing you feared to try,
from kiss-and-tell to hide-and-seek.
If you think back, when you felt spry,
there was nothing you feared to try.
Sympathetic to those who cry,
you never thought of them as weak.
There was nothing you feared to try,
from kiss-and-tell to hide-and-seek.
The Pies Are in the Oven (Smell)
The pies are in the oven. Oh!
Aroma greets my family,
Who rush downstairs with eyes aglow!
The pies are in the oven. Oh!
And Christmas cheer is sure to grow
When home smells like a bakery.
The pies are in the oven. Oh!
Aroma greets my family!
Joy
(The extra special sense)
What night of wonder most profound
When Mary bore her baby boy.
Celestial light! Angelic sound!
What night of wonder most profound.
And shepherds who were gathered round
God’s precious lamb were filled with joy.
What night of wonder most profound
When Mary bore her baby boy.
For PD's any Christmas Poem old/new Poetry Contest
I apologise for the very dark theme I was reading how prisoners on death row have a choice of how they will be killed... it is a very emotive subject
Condemned to death, now you must die…
lethal injection or electric chair?
You confessed your guilt and didn’t lie
condemned to death, now you must die
as you strangled her, but wouldn’t say why -
of the death penalty you were aware
Condemned to death, now you must die …
lethal injection or electric chair?
Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet - Poetry Contest
3 Hobson’s Choice
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
10/20/20
The Power That Can Save Me..........Hello.....is.......The Power The Power That "Made a Tree"!!!!!The Power that made "The Moon,The Earth,The Sky,and "All" Creation,and brought all of that into being,and can cause it "Not To Be"has no problem saving you and me!!! If it was not for bad luck"I thought I would have no Luck at all,but when I suddenly had some "Good Luck",it caused my bad luck to fall!!The bad luck fell,and good luck is a memory that I just cannot forget:It is like the happiness that we have when we get our first "Pet"!!Bad Luck will probably try to make another call,but now that I have had,and know "Good Luck" I can really believe,and say that "Good Luck Trumps All"!!! Let us have ourselves a "Ball"as we always remember The Good Luck"that caused "The Bad Luck" to "Fall"!!!A Squirrel cracked,and busted a nut,and when we see that happen we see the power that is in you and me,and I "Love "The One who "Created""The Tree"!!!! "The Hospital Brings in "SICK Bodies",and makes a collective effort to try and fix ,and heal those sick bodies! "THE ONE WHO MADE THE TREE" can heal those who are the staff in "THE HOSPITAL",and the patients too: because "The One Who Made The Tree made life itself,and "He Lives":and is "Filled with "Mercy,and Grace" as we "Achieve Something Good"and "Thereby Become A Part Of That Which Is "The Most Beautiful!I Love The One Who Made The Tree: I know that he can save "You and Me"! Be Ye not "Conformed"but Be Ye "Transformed" by "The Renewing Of Our Minds!