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Pumpkin pie and gingerbread men smell sweet.
Their perfume fills my nostrils and creates stories
in my imagination.
Peppermint Pipers songs dance across my taste buds;
hot chocolate and cinnamon fresh scents mingle with a towering scotch pine filled with glass globes
and candy canes.
My memory recalls the succulent scent of cookies,
freshly baked and waiting for us kids.
Pull-candy, buttery and so melt-in-your-mouth creamy
that it coated my tongue like some food-of-the-gods.
Aunts who could bake their way around the world,
bringing tasty treats for our annual Christmas dinner;
we kids knew that dessert would be a sensation.
How could it taste any better than this?
After the reading of the Christmas story,
came the opening of presents.
My great Aunt always fell asleep after dinner;
she’d awaken to us kids screaming with elation
as we opened the vibrantly colored boxes.
My parent’s always stressed the joy of giving
so sometimes, we made our gifts;
they were enjoyed just as much as the store bought ones.
Sometimes, generosity is found in, the simplest of gifts;
it takes so little to spread joy.
Walking down a lane, strewn with withered leaves,
I watch as they twirl and pirouette in Autumn's chill wind
leading them in a rhythmic dance that it skillfully weaves
as they plummet, leaving branches naked and chagrinned.
There's a true spark of vigor in the breeze of Autumn's call.
One I am quite happy to answer in poetic verses composed
about a family trip to the pumpkin patch, amid hues of Fall
when Nature's boldest color palette is so vibrantly exposed.
It's time for gathering together, and offer words of thanks
for the bountiful food and the beauty of a harvest moon,
and children Trick-or-Treating; scary Halloween pranks.
There's a crispness in the air and firewood to be hewn.
I get so excited when my favorite season approaches
and foliage gloriously blazes in shades of rust and gold.
Too quickly the coldest season of the year encroaches.
I'm not enamored by Winter when shivering with cold.
From this lane, I watch geese flying to a warmer clime,
their vee formation clear to see as to the South they go.
But before Winter takes command there's enough time
to enjoy these golden days of Fall, before the first snow.
There is beauty in your wild nature
You are the gay (happy C;) rainbow,
Painted vibrantly in the clear sky
Search for some wisdom somewhere peaceful
Don’t walk away…
I’ll take action to change
Who I was before…I didn’t mean to disturb you
That’s something I can’t ignore – there’s some healing in store
I wish you a good time,
Tryin’ to find determination in your heart
I know you’ll receive love when the time comes
You are curious to the core
Your strength is what I simply adore
There is strength within you
So, why are you so scared of the dark?
There is strength within you
Look up to the eagle for a fruitful flight
There is strength within you
You got to dig deep to find the gold
There is strength abiding in you
When I’m with you…we need to get along
As long as He notices our teamwork
I’ll be your flashlight in the dead of night
I’ll be there by your side forevermore
We’re on this bumpy ride
Don’t lose faith in the long run
You have strength inside and out
There is strength burning in your heart no doubt
Restoring might in your heart
~~~
In your heart
~~~
Gracious fortress of caring fortitude
Guarding by their compassion’s latitude
Governing to soar through faith’s latitude
Guiding with attitude of gratitude…
God blest our parents’ love-packed magnitude!
Daddy’s chromosomes in his fatherhood
Blended with Mama’s genes midst motherhood
Nourishing fully healthy babyhood
Toward fruitful nurture of adulthood…
Yes, we salute their faithful parenthood!
With Dad and Mom’s steadfast, sweet partnership
Around strong and endearing fellowship
We, their children did learn wise stewardship
With glad followship and joyous worship…
Creating in us servant-leadership!
Good provider always – that’s Father
Gearing housekeeping skills of Mother
Indeed complementing each other
With their home-craftmanship together…
They’re role models to me, Sis and Brother!
Along their driving mentorship force
We’re trained to enjoy our daily course
To work well, shutting slothfulness’ doors
Warned against problems brought by debt-source…
Around contentment and commitment discourse!
As masterpieces’ molders, so clear
Dad and Mom with guidance, very near
Kept us counseled midst precepts we hear
To face functionally pressure-tear…
Oh, they propelled us with righteous steer!
In their consistent life-building zest
They sought God’s instructions for what’s best
Shaping behaviour toward finest
For virtues crest, inside values’ nest…
Praying for our future, vibrantly blest!
Championing kindness against hatred’s pain
Dad and Mom let us savour pardon-gain
With forgiveness pursuit, sans guilt’s stain
Freeing our hearts from bitterness-strain…
Making our home thrive in heaven’s domain!
They’re not perfect since we saw them pout
Sometimes, their assertions made us doubt
But they never failed to reach us out
With beware cautions against wrong route…
Now, we are on right track; “Thanks so much.” We shout!
As great heroes in their own right
My parents* radiated truth’s light
Constructing sturdy legacy-height
Victorious by the Lord’s grace and might…
Along priceless name yon treasures’ delight!
*Ephesians 6:1 Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right.
March 30, 2024
2nd place, "Legend" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 4/10/2024
Welcoming your arrival vibrantly were your exuberant parents, like angels reveling for your grand entrance to this haven of goodness prepared by God through your family. Being the first born and the only girl, you were the princess who delighted your relatives, and the adorable sister to your brothers. With them, you beheld the Lord’s wondrous blessings, as by faith, you trusted Him- His might, mercy, and miracles. Amidst outside turbulence and tribulations, you witnessed the Creator’s graciousness’ generosity and greatness’ glory as you grew and glowed in your home’s security. Nevertheless, your early departure to be with the breath-Source seemed to cause obscurity, dimness and gloom to your abode. Yet this was just momentarily. Though there was weeping, your loved ones knew in their hearts that you are in the best place since you are with the Saviour, walking now on streets of gold in your mansion…waiting for them in the grand eternal heavenly reunion.
birth grants earthly breath
offers God’s eternal life ---*
to win over death
*Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
September 4, 2019
10th place, "Angels Danced" Premier Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Lu Loo; judged on 9/5/2019.
Unsatiated cravings open the floodgate of suffering,
the surging torrent of torment tosses the servile soul,
for in the karmic cycle of being born and reborn,
desire doesn’t die, but it’s a blink between life and death.
In the wasteland of the scorched and deserted life,
chasing mirage and clutching my desiccated desires,
I walk listless on the tormenting trail of strife,
pained to the bone marrow, I submerge in sordid mire.
Released from the clasp of the providential destiny,
I try to transcend the expanding limits of time and space.
From the closet of mortal being I strive to set my soul free,
perpetual peace I embrace with the song of my heart.
Distressed mind extracted from sanctum of sense-response,
stilled in the quietude of silent mindfulness pervasive,
finds the rays of divine light at the end of torture tunnel,
where the righteous life gets the insight of unveiled wisdom.
As the innate pristine petals of my soul vibrantly unfurl,
blooming the divine lotus of blissful awareness,
I perceive the shower of His graceful endowment
suffuse me with aura of salvation and happiness.
In the sanctum of tranquility of seamless conscience sky,
I become a bird soaring free, not flying back to old nest again.
As on the wings of timeless bliss my pulsating soul flies
to the halcyon eternity horizon, the euphoria of nirvana I attain.
We are like two kings of an endless realm,
With universes in our palms, where lights dance in secretive whispers,
And stones sigh in verses, the gold dust of dreams lost in the wind,
In the pink twilight, the dawn blues, tears of the sky reflect.
Forget your old empire, bloomed on the bronzed pediment of friendship,
Declare me free, let me wander in the seas of love, passion, desire.
Transform me into something more exquisite, envelop me in your fervent love,
A lightning from your gaze, a promise, to allow me, at last, to paint my play of colors.
In those evenings, you said you'd return, with doubts vibrantly colored,
In the time of spring, in the season of love, in the decade of peace and understanding,
You were the mystery of every morning, our twenty-year love story,
Your ash-grey thoughts passed with a discreet smile, a spark of hope embracing a falling star.
You have become, my love, a force that knows no boundaries,
The great love of my heart, reflected in every drop of rain that falls,
My home, your jewelry box, my heart sends roses with love notes daily.
The light of life wraps you, a discreet and sweet empire of love,
You are my contagious sweetness, my superb love, my fulfilled dream.
Hatched from an egg, larva begins gathering around massive trees;
consuming enough leaves sufficient for morphing within chrysalis.
Once this process is a success, reconfigured caterpillars nibble and wiggle their way out.
Something extraordinary happens—
Atomic metamorphosis liberates an epiphany.
Majestic, colorful creatures emerge—
Beautiful butterflies make birth, liberated larva bloom, flourish and blossom
A state away from cocoon, a graceful performer sets sail.
Boating across blue skies, butterflies float in thin air.
Rays of sunlight break amid overcasting clouds.
Bright shiny wings vibrantly glisten.
Seeing colors, happiness smiles and goosebumps pan out shivers.
Butterflies of beauty miraculously appear.
Viewing spectacular enlightenment—
Bearing witness to an irrefutable, sighted stupendousness.
Delighted butterflies reminisce, recalling life as larva.
Remarkably capable of flying anymore, professing subject ability by becoming remarkably adept; nearly instantaneously.
And no matter how ugly the world may seem; at times—
Butterflies of beauty allow belief, tarrying wings of hope.
Metamorphic, frosted cookies maintain my emotional environment; anchoring momentous love.
Inclined to bind a beating heart—
Now filled through butterflies of beauty, deep blue eyes shine, reflecting love and life; unveiling romantic harmony.
1/09/17
For contest sponsored by Mystic Rose.
I unsteadily
Drift away on an air balloon
Vibrantly glancing at the crowd below the surface,
Sharing my utter enthrallment
I unbelievably
Cascade into the stomach of the churning ocean
Ceaselessly infusing my bleakness at the crowd above,
I disclose my utter frightfulness
I inescapably
Collapse into the bottomless paradise
Intensively eying the crowd before me,
I conceal my devastation
I face
A confrontation between life and demise
I trace
A pathway that unsteadily drifts back to reality
I glimpse at an air balloon released in the swaying wind
And I hope urgently to drift back into ecstasy,
But it’s above the surface…reaching for the universe
And I hope appallingly for another tranquil lifetime
Christmas spirit reigns---
lingers with “good tidings of great joy,
which shall be to all people"*
radiates compassion
from God, source of love
granting gift of eternal life
received through faith
assures blissful serenity
sealed by blessed hope...
surpassing "Merry Christmas" greetings.
Prevailing Christmas message
keeps on reverberating jubilantly
midst divine triumphant hymns
as nativity-scene vividly flashes:
manger birth of the Saviour Emmanuel**
along earth parents, Mary and Joseph
angels’ carols vibrantly exclaiming
“Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace, good will toward men…”***
delighting everyone for promised redemption.
Christmas spirit behooves our hearts
toward thanksgiving praise to the Almighty
for heavenly enrichment
offered through His Son, Jesus Christ
Who left His majestic throne above
reaching down to mankind
offering His very own life…
Such exemplifies wholehearted giving and sharing
we can practice even beyond Christmas season.
*Luke 2:10; **Matthew 1:23;***Luke 2:14
December 11, 2022