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Mind maze moves mime
Ask apt align
Charm cocoons chimes
Live lovely lift
Address appease
Attend adrift
Meet mystic mess
Zeal zone zooms zest
Etch each express
Take time to tell
Signs speak sure sell
Faith funds foretell
Loss loiters lines
Appeal assigns
Echoes entwine
Thrill tensile toss
Movement minds moss
Lift lousy loss
Odd one only
Niche noise naughty
Ends etch easy
Kind keeper's kin
Indulge ink inn
Nib nimble nymph
Last lazy lurch
Upward use urge
View vision's verge
Nurture new nay
Opt odd okay
Wise winning ways
Leon Enriquez
30 January 2015
Singapore
The days, the weeks, the months have passed
It’s now it's been so many years
I thought that time was meant to heal my pain
And dry my tears
Instead my days are twice as long
My nights still hard to bear
My life is just a passing phase
My world without a care
I cannot still the voice inside me
Calling out for you
For all I ever wanted
For all I ever knew
The winds of change keep blowing
Trying to set me free
But they don't understand
With you is where I need to be
I close my eyes, and there you stand
I watch you for a while
Your handsome face, your winning ways
Your famous carefree smile
You were the breath I breathe
You were the blood that runs my vein
Without you I will die
For you’re the medicine for my pain
So how do I move on
When I still can't find my way
How do I forget
And say goodbye to yesterday
I need to know you’re with me
In everything I do
Everywhere I go
I need to know that you’re there too
So don't fade away, don't leave me alone
You're still the place my heart calls home
Through every tear ...through all this pain
I'll whisper your name again...and again
So stay with me so I can face
Whatever tomorrow brings
Until it’s time for me to fly to you
With Angels wings..
By Raina Hutchins
The Blackness
From the time of the beginning
A blackness there has been
And though he sits there grinning
He can’t be touched or seen
A taste he’ll place upon your tongue
Sweet words he’ll whisper in your ear
And even though you know it’s wrong
You’ll sink before his scent in fear
He’s everywhere and nowhere
His art is finely tuned
He’ll choose his prey with utmost care
And then the prey is doomed
In the shadows he’ll be waiting
Temptation in his hand
A picture he’ll be painting
In the minds of the damned
He’s practise in his winning ways
He binds you in his spell
And then the soul of he who plays
Is on the road to hell
His aim, an army is to gather
Of bandits, tykes and ghouls
Wild eyed and whetted lips a lather
To reign on witless fools
And a message he sends out
Upon the slightest breeze
To those so full of doubt
That light nor dark can’t please
To the hunted, he says hide
For the hunter he has freed
Feel the hunter at your side
To fulfil his darkest need
An adventure with a friend in the Fall of 2019 became a celebration in the Winter of 2020. We departed Northern California and headed East beyond the Great Divide, beyond which there lies a city of a Plains State. For him, it was an adventure of a lifetime involving some 3600 miles and being seated among some 70,000 plus fans reported to be the loudest in America. The people there love their game, and there is absolutely nothing tame about the fans.
I am not superstitious and do not believe in magic, but I do believe in timing. I believe in timing because there seems to be times when the coordinates of destiny coinsides with the coordinates of providence. And when they do, it feels like magic. Moreover, I believe in momentum and playing in 'the zone'. These are inexplainable moments when 'I can win' takes over the throne and 'defeat' no longer resides within me.
It's been said that there is nothing more powerful than an idea whose time has come. My friend's time had come and this adventure with my friend was not a world changer nor a cure for cancer, but to my friend, it was far from trivial.
Edwin officiates soccer games, but his passion is for his favorite football team.
When he was very young my friend became an avid fan of a sports team far across the country from his hometown. Until last fall, he could never go to a live game but followed them on television. He followed them throughout his life, sharing in their thrills of victory and in their agonies of defeat.
His team had its winning ways, but it would often rain on their parades. They would win a lot of games but often fell short at the end of the season. That is, until the end of the season in 2020 when their agonies ended and their greatest thrill in 50 years began. They won the biggest game in football called The Super Bowl. I tell you, it was a magical season for my friend and his team, and I cannot remember when I have been more happier for a friend.
02222020PoSpCtest, occasional Poetry, Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
Posted as Verse per contest rule
We sing your praises long before you’re due
and after you’ve departed—all year long!
You bring green grass and flowers into view—
plus bugs, torrential rains, and winds so strong.
You come with warmth to woo the Earth to life.
Sweet fragrances come wafting on the breeze.
With allergens, the springtime air is rife.
My faucet-nostrils drip; I wheeze and sneeze.
But allergies and rashes can’t negate
your glory. Nor can pollen steal the praise
you’ve earned. Now I’ll just take my meds and wait
till I can relish your more winning ways.
I’ve sneezed on this creation seven times.
My dripping nose baptized the latter rhymes.
February 11, 2023
written for the Spring Is Not All Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Michelle Faulkner
February 11, 2023
When Bobby was just nine years old,
folks loved his winning ways.
He was a little gentleman
deserving of their praise.
His helpful nature and big smile
were natural, they knew.
His family was proud of him.
Life bore a rosy hue.
At school and on the baseball field,
on Boy Scout projects too,
though Bobby was a shining star,
his ego never grew.
Then Bobby changed dramatically
when he became a teen.
Out came a taunting arrogance
no one had ever seen.
The center of attention still--
at his insistence then--
he bragged on his accomplishments,
how great he'd always been.
He ridiculed some other teens,
"The losers," in his words,
"the clumsy oafs who stink at sports,
the dummies, and the nerds."
He soon was sharing center stage
with others who, like him,
enjoyed attention--good or bad--
and acting out on whim.
Then one day his comeuppance came
when his school's team had won
the championship and he was high
on praise and having fun.
He took the credit--no surprise!
But soon the tongues would wag.
He meant to say, "No brag; just fact!"
He said, "No fact; just brag"!
The "oafs" and "nerds" laughed in his face.
The "dummies" yelled, "That's right!"
His dumbstruck fans just stared at him,
now a pathetic sight!
*******************
May centers of attention learn
that positive is best--
which honest, humble people earn,
eschewing all the rest.
July 6, 2017
August 16 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 18-21
Key Verse – Jeremiah 18:19 Give heed to me, O LORD, and hearken to the voice of them that contend with me.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HEEDING UNTO US
Praise be to God for heeding unto us midst our:
Prayer for principled purpose
Plight along peaceful persistence
Plea for perpetual prosperous progress
Performance while protected by His promise
Perseverance by His protection against perversions
Jeremiah 19:11 Praise be to the Lord for
breaking our pride with our:
Harsh hearts, hindering health
Hollow holiness, hoisting haggardness
Hidden hatefulness, hurting heavenliness
Hypocrite honour, humiliating hospitability
Happy hyper-activeness, humbling holistic harvests
Jeremiah 20:11 Praise be to the Saviour for being our mighty:
Chief Governor
Cheerful Guide
Counselling grace-Giver
Compassionate Guardian
Caring Cleanser and growth-Grader
Jeremiah 21:2 Praise be to the Holy Spirit
for dealing with us according to His:
Wondrous works with wealthy wellness
Winning ways midst His wise will
Warning wakefulness
Watchful warmth
Worthy Word. Amen!
August 16, 2024
Start
This 21-year old girl, Sindhu
From the land of the Hindu
Set the badminton court on fire
Her opponents in a quagmire
The shuttle flew like a bird
Dropped without being heard
In the other corner of the court
Giving no chance to retort
She wove magic in her game
In her quest for universal fame
As adversaries surrendered by the way
She strode like a colossus each day
Her delicate drop-shots caressed the net
Gives her a sure point you can bet
Her vicious smashes pierce the court
The only defense is to build a fort
A prodigy like her is rarely born
Whom the entire country might adorn
An analysis of her winning ways
Suggest only resolute mind and effort pays
The Olympic medal she has won
Has brought cheers to everyone
All fans are saying in one voice
“CHAK DE INDIA”, she’s our choice
End
A Greyhound Racing Dog
More than Bite and Bark
A Champion Breed
Determined to always succeed
A winner with a proceed
Greeta’s face pictured on Campaign Billboards
A look
Aim to attract for Advertising jobs
Famous throughout
Audience attention when she is racing about
Greeta is the logo on every Greyhound Bus
People cheer when they see her face
On every Greyhound bus she goes place to place
Greeta known for her acceleration
Faces her competitors with confidence
Moving fast when the Gun blows in an instance
Greeta promise
Winning ways
Numerous awards mount
So many hard to count
Greeta spotlight being the amazing greyhound Dog
Speed and Finesse
Her race scorecards at their best
Greeta is a standalone
Her name of fame is full blown