Long Veracity Poems
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"Yes expresses my love to God Who first loved me and is always loving me.” By the Poet
YES affirms my devotion to the Almighty
since He fully knows my being’s verity
in response to His query, needing honesty:
“Do you love me with sincerity?”
YES asserts my obedience of certainty
toward service midst my infirmity
for the Lord’s call along His sovereignty:
“Follow me as Your Shepherd along paths of serenity.”
YES allows my heart to express the veracity
of my trust and belief to the omnipotent Deity
Who assures me life everlasting of salvation-security:
“I am the Way against existence-futility.”
YES acknowledges my human nature’s inability
yet enables me to depend on the Creator’s powerful tenacity
while strengthened by His Word, marked by immutability:
“Without Me, you can do nothing, for I specialize in impossibility.”
YES aligns me toward functional spirituality
in my worship to thank and praise the Saviour for His bounty
declaring to Him my faithfulness and loyalty:
“Thine is the greatness and victory* throughout eternity!
*1Chronicles 29:11 - Thine, O LORD, is the greatness, and the power, and the glory, and the victory, and the majesty: for all that is in the heaven and in the earth is thine; thine is the kingdom, O LORD, and thou art exalted as head above all.
Dramatic Monologue in Monorhyme
May 6, 2023
1st place, "Writing Challenge - 'Y 'Words" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 5/10/2023
Stalwart Artz Burkhardt, a tackler of problems, it was right At the heart.. Of how as a professional he did his work; luminary.'
In the face of an epidemic; He did not shirk.' He organised
Fifteen cadavers to autopsy and re-search, the result of injections he set to work.' He knew the innocent bodies could not lie.' Yet
As he began, the 'drainstream media' however gave a strong
Try.' His findings of vascular damage in at least fourteen.'
Was disparaged and derided..There was no appetite it seems.' To search for veracity, the science; real truth so it
Was not published.' The guy was cancelled forsooth.) Then
(There was the accident?) That robbed him of life.' Though
At 79 he was quite strong, thats not denied now the results
Of his findings he put down they are stored ' R F K if you Access them.' You can face down the hordes.' Coupled with
Data from registerd elmbalmers, it should frame.? A better
Case against the invective of those, who would you defame!
Shift
Go Ahead: say it
I was struggling, drowning
in my conscious certainty
I felt miserable intertwining this nice headache
Crave for a tender hope night after night:
guidance from Oprah Winfrey
direction from powerful friends
Awe, embrace the muse
Through the lens of a new aperture ----
extend my kindness to his treasured ones, then
accept his generosity
The great thing is not
finding a remedy. Feelings--
yes, feeling of rainbow after the rain
feeling of shifting expectations in ways that
release the defenses I built early on
Bending the thoughts by shifting attitude
Free up the tunnel vision
Balance giving more and receiving follows
The world shifts on its axis
A peaceful juncture that my nice headache melted
At the end of the day, come to terms with changing what everyone can and accepting what each cannot change
Interestingly, Mysteriously, I already had it. The veracity of affirmation from “Self-Taught Guru” written in midsummer 2022
Practice Giving More to your truest and dearest pursuit
Practice Asking for More from the chosen one who
sees and treasures you for who you really are
Most of all: enjoy
enjoy The prodigy that’s Already Yours –
Feeling the love quietly ripples through your inner evolution
Ah ha, as I continue to grow into – shift into – walk into
my callings with stamina and love
All is here already
only
Shift is a time-honored practice and spiritual revitalization
The mind pirouettes, ideas come about
creative imagination seeded then sprout.
The thickening of the roots
the strengthening of the limbs
flourishing concepts from within.
Now it’s time to go beyond
an expedition to worlds not found.
It is here to be courageous
and test limits of intellect,
adventuring outside
parameters of being correct.
Shinoatis carinthitim spendocious tellee
Hoven precurios shallus ohhe freeh
Nowtween freye overis beh thye lates
Slowwlly koming bakk inside guarded gates.
It is this risk that must be taken
leaving the conforming habitual haven.
These outside worlds bring inside veracity
deepening the roots of life’s capacity.
The dry stem of a lonesome vine of vivacity,
now painfully curled, rooted frozen,
entwining the desiccated verdant veins,
sways chilled in the winter wind of desolation.
The sleeping passion of exuberance,
painting a picture of comatose entity,
impresses none, finds no frame, droops down uncoiled.
Dormant emotions flicker like candle flame in freezing gale,
the crumpled vine suffers cold distress, pain unexpressed.
The original emerald lattice morphs mystically into
a mirror of veracity with ingrained sheen of actuality,
reflecting the real rendering of silhouetted latent essence,
rinsed with the suppressed hues
of distinctive spectral disposition it embodied once.
Metamorphosis creates the transient design,
an alien in its own transformed domain,
completes the contrasting paradigm
of the compulsive shape shift,
waiting for the touch of spring.
The Quota of Ten
Oh, God! Help me to write something
touching and reflective today.
To be concerned with inner truth.
Not rushed, please help me ...to
overcome my poetic arrogance.
To not just post just anything to
meet the "Quota of Ten".
But to have a poem with real meaning,
A number fulfilled~ does not a great
poem or poet make.
It's rushed words on paper, that leaves
me forlorn, empty and and me....
Feeling like a poetic imposter.
I doubt any poet of note~sat down
and rushed off to "pen ten"!
This feels like a football game-))
Worse yet, each day of the year?
Imagine Shakespeare doing such twaddle.
It's a race to be popular here and what to call
that..I am at a loss.
A game of vanity~nothing more!
ee Cummings in a whole lifetime
wrote 700 poems of lasting veracity
and depth!
They last through the ages, he is one
of the poetry sages we never forget.
I wish there were no "Quota of Ten".
I am no doubt considered weird and
that's totally nothing new to me.
Ten short poems any one of us can cook
up! No biggie!
There are magnificent poets here who
understand that.
They don't participate in this game, I
so admire them~ so significant.
And their poetry stands like outstanding
mosaic works of word art, with a
heart.
Their poems so magnificent, they truly
move my heart.
A salute to them and their kindness to
responses to comments
God bless their compassionate and unselfish
souls.
To learn from you, is one of goals.
Panagiota Romios
4/28/2019
8:30 am PST
SILVER AWARD POEM
ALLPOETRY July ‘26
Contest: Coexist
Prompt : Video based on Lyrics by Bono from U2 : video by Brian Eno & F That.
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his guitar strings I perceived as mine
heard composition as my core’s rhyme
hair thick as Neptune’s froth
saw it while I boiled broth
when he returned
I was aged burned ~
I can’t claim him, though etheric
organs hold him, when scarcity
rules, I keep charity —
she took what was pure, my adore
poetry mine he read in furore
though always I bless the Light
my singular delight
all day every day, Light my
singular might
at sun-awake I flutter lashes
on bed of clay and hay
thank God, ay, for another day
for human ; child and grown
we are His own, known —
all day every day, Light my
singular might
children run like soldiers
numb stunned
carrying guns succumbed
it was fanatical rulers who taught
difference must be fraught
killing like flies on raisin bun
paths stretch before us
we know clear signs
dimes they twinkle so
we can shine —
consciousness expanding
nature’s wish to embrace
everyone’s a wonderful ace
all day every day, Light my
singular might
new poets rise for veracity
no complicity
golden age on upturn
old philosophies churn
who separates for personal gain
to drown in own silly game ~
all day every day, Light my
singular might
I am not afraid
am a delight
counterpart will remove his mask
see all was just a farce
imposters do not last
fresh tasks on horizon
One Love is siren
at sun-awake I flutter lashes
on bed of clay and hay
thank God, ay, for another day
for human ; child and grown
we are His own, known —
all day every day, Light my
singular might
I am not afraid
am a delight
old philosophies churn
who separates for personal gain
to drown in own silly game ~
I am not afraid
am a delight
change the range —-
guitar strings to be tuned anew
no sticky glue when One under Sun
ageless a crystal sequence
Love Light’s consequence
I am not afraid
am a might
change is delight
change the range —-
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Mothers, We Salute You for Your:
Affirmation of God’s compassion through Your loving ways
Best to bring out the beauty from us by the Lord’s grace
Care with courage-cheerfulness midst crises’ rays
Dedication to do your duties’ demands despite dismays…
Empowerment exposed along your earnest encouragement
Fortitude fueled with your faith for family-roles’ fulfillment
Guidance governed by your guarding commitment
Hope held upon your heavenly investment…
Influential impact by your Scripture-instruction
Joyful spirit for our redemption-jubilation
Knowledgeable homemaking skills with kindness’ action
Lawful liberality leading to life’s realization…
Maneuvering motherly* means along your reliance on God’s might
Nourishing nurture toward our maturity-height
Overwhelming opportunities to choose what’s right
Propelling purposefulness along your prayer-plight…
Quietness to silence our qualms and anxiety
Readiness to attend to our needs midst scarcity
Steadfastness to settle our doubts with truth’s veracity
Trustworthiness to guard our hearts against insecurity
Uprightness to straighten our attitudes from impurity…
Victorious negotiations vanquishing tantrums’ plunges
Wise discipline in dealing with us for fruitful changes
‘Xcellent expertise in handling health issue dosages
Yielded submission in controlling pride’s rages
Zealous diligence in pursuing achievement-surges!
*Proverbs 1:8 My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake not the law of thy mother.
May 13, 2018
Happy Mothers’ Day to our Moms, Mamas, Nanays!
Edited on May 10, 2020
Honorable Mention, "BRIAN'S CHOICE 8,any form,any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 5/10/2020.
Father,* I Salute You for Your:
Affirmation of God’s presence thru your fatherly ways
Best to bring out the utmost from me by the Lord’s grace
Care with courage-cheerfulness midst crises’ rays
Dedication to do your duties’ demands despite dismays…
Empowerment exposed along your earnest encouragement
Fortitude fueled with your faith for family-roles’ fulfillment
Guidance governed by your guarding commitment
Hope held upon your heavenly investment…
Influential impact thru your Scripture-instruction
Joyful spirit along your redemption-jubilation
Knowledgeable home-building skills with kindness’ action
Loving leadership with your loyal dedication…
Maneuvering means thru your reliance on God’s might
Nourishing nurture toward my maturity-height
Overwhelming opportunities to choose what’s right
Propelling purposefulness along your prayer-plight…
Quietness to silence my qualms and anxiety
Readiness to attend to my needs midst scarcity
Steadfastness to settle my doubts with truth’s veracity
Trustworthiness to guard my heart against insecurity
Uprightness to straighten my attitudes from impurity…
Victorious negotiations vanquishing tantrums’ plunges
Wise discipline in dealing with me for fruitful changes
‘Xcellent expertise in handling health issue dosages
Yielded submission to the Lord in controlling pride’s rages
Zealous diligence in pursuing achievement-surges!
Dad, Happy Father's Day! I love you. I really thank
God for you.
*Matthew 15:4 For God commanded, saying, Honour thy father and mother...
June 16, 2018
3rd place, "Favorite Poem Written in June 2018" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings; judged on 7/24/2018.
sometimes I need to be
very in your face
make myself heard
let out that roar
and drama it up a score
the need for more
at the core
more intensity
vivacity
high voltage vibrancy
more "live it to the max" volitility
I'm here
right in your face
no comfort zone space
social media mad
posting the good
berating the bad
advocating this and that
slap in the face reality queen
believing she can make a difference
change the world philosophy
makin it reality
that's me
at other times
like a vapor, I rise
no trace of me
just a peripheral entity
no image
no sound
no feet on the ground
there but not there
giving all I've got
to float free from this spot
deactivate, hide
fight to stay alive
comatose complacency
that's me
strange...
the "in your face"
and "no trace" girl
both are....me
can you see?
Now...
in all honesty
in vital veracity
tell me...
who do you want me to be?
Eileen Manassian