God's gift*
life's lift...
strength's zest
life blest...
love's might
life's light...
grace-birth
life's worth...
hope flows
life glows.
*Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
May 25, 2026
10th place, "1475" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 5/26/2026
Written: May 25, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Sara Kendrick
1st place contest winner
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A single ember soothes the night,
don't need blazes burning bright.
A mild, pristine, limpid stream,
whispers the facts we love and deem.
The smallest seed, in swale it grows,
teaches more than pomp bestows.
No golden crown, no fine array,
just a quiet grace to show the way.
The heart shall find a halcyon air,
cheerfulness is simple, if we share
Life’s wisdom croons in modest tune—
Prosaic, pure in its dulcet boon.
Written: May 25, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Silent One
2nd place contest winner
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Quote: "Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.” — By Rumi ( With my honest wishes of a long and healthy life— Very Happy Birthday.
The moon still glows—an alabaster flame,
memory’s mirror, never the same.
Spume drifts, shimmering and bright,
not shadowy, but limpid light.
You watch sunsets and softly muse—
Do you fade, or do you fuse?
Their shades shroud loss and gain,
a peculiar parity of pleasure and pain.
Lessons grasped don’t be acrimonious,
regrets mollified primarily harmonious.
Time’s conundrum teaches clear—
Delicate days are a deep fear.
To your tender time, you’d tell and attire,
Beware quixotry, yet seize the desire.
Do not anathemize your fall—
Failure’s anodyne heals all.
Though tristful shadows at times prowl,
still you liaise with joy, still you howl.
Twilight or dawn, the soul’s refrain—
amaranthine light will remain.
Written: May 25, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Line Gauthier
1st place contest winner
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The moonlight sighs a silver tear,
shine was gone where shadows dare.
A garden of grief, where roses decay,
their petals of pledge swept away.
Love’s once fierce flame is a raging scar,
teaching the soul how prone we are.
We memorize a ton of things
Them phones, birthdays and deadline
Important something, so it clings
And daily chores of every kind
But there's a day we shouldn't miss
Amidst the life's intrepid fuss
We are around, think of this
Because someone protected us
He gave his life on a battlefield
We knew his name not, or deed
Yet, we as nation, must be kneeled
To soldier's memory indeed
Remember those served in wars
And place a flag in ground they rest
These fighters, gallant to the core
Gave all they had, they were the best
Time to observe Memorial Day
Stop for a moment, pay respect
Last Monday of the month of May
To say a prayer and reflect
May 25, 2026
We don’t see how it gives us power
Like an air
Can’t see it
But we feel it
It is like Eternal God
Gives its power
Power for electricity
Gives us light
Eternal God gives us light
Light of Understanding
Why the outcome is like that
Answer can be right or wrong
We choose our path
Path is our decision
Poetry Form: Sonnet
Date Written May 25, 2025
Time Written 8:35pm PST
Written: May 25, 2025, for Contest: Sponsored by: Constance La France
Quote: "There is a place where voices sing your beauty, A place where every breath carves your image in my soul. Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws" By Rumi
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Night's silky scarf adorns a lunar necklace sign,
Wanting her a ruby silk veil in a tuxedo design?
Translucent limbs disseminate flowers sublime.
I fondle her soft skin at the golden hour's time.
Swept by every idle breeze, as if there to soar,
Borrowing an unending sigh of time, dark core.
A revered but wild kiss, a glazed ember sways,
We will unite and break, dulcet love, swift ways.
Slightly higher down the breathless, winding path
Continue to inhale despite the windy day's wrath.
An aromatic ambrosia moistens deep, secret caves,
As I unzip my soul and bones below dark waves.
To quietly remember her fading, love-struck gaze,
Pouring dew on a beguiling night's enchanted maze.
A face, like sundown leaning on rusted steel—
boasting through storms he promised to end.
Lies? They cracked like paint in late May heat.
But some talkin’ copperheads still call the tariffs gold.
Some watched. We all waited... sunburned by belief.
Color My Mood
May 25, 2025
Nette Onclaud
Note: Grateful for a 1st place finish in your Color My Mood Contest.
Divine Lord has a lot of messages to His world
He chose me to spread His messages
Divine Lord is Jesus Christ
He is the one of 1st Catholic Priest
Divine Lord told me the baby angel’s message
That the babies are safe in Heaven
Divine Lord heard most women’s cry
Abortion or Termination to be okay with the world
Divine Lord is okay with Abortion or Termination
The babies are safe in Heaven
Divine Lord I’m terrified
Earth’s theory
Point is The babies are safe in Heaven
According from the Divine Lord
Poetry Form: Sonnet
Date Written: May 25, 2025
Time Written: 1:26pm (PST)
dandelion seeds, blowing across the summer’s silence
rising up, a full moon – glowing with its music, its poetry
singing to the stars with their radiance, sparkling, wistful
while autumn thrives in her clearest skies, with tender clouds
and the winter breathes her music in flakes who create drifts
COLOR MY MOOD Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Written on May 25, 2025
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Contest: YOUR CHOICE n
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Contest Judged: May 25th, 2025 2:41:00 PM
Placement: First
Silence, like a glass thrown up in the air
Then exploding, its shards like a nagging echo
Raining on a heart, and it's so unfair
To bleed for love that is not there... Is there,
Through this weary way of silence, I must go.
I would turn around then I would not turn around,
Your smile and glances preserved in my mind,
And in my heart, reenacting in the sweetest sound,
The dreamed embrace, the joy missed, the love undefined
Through this weary way of silence, I would find.
With my eyes abandoned of you, fixed ahead
These weary feet, to nothingness may be led
But at least now with a direction to go,
One major burial, strange, a final song in my head
Through this weary way of silence, I know.
I've seen this before, a walk of nowhere to go
But perhaps, a bluer mojo rain shall fall for me
The road free, clearer, braver, kinder and timely,
Truth undenied, fear deposed, honesty not in throe
Through this weary way of silence, you know.
Some-Velvet-Briars/ May 25, 2025/ 2:51 AM
my breath of air ~ fresh and cool ~ from staccato raindrops
Contest: Spring Monoku
Contest Judged: May 25th, 2025 6:10:00 PM
Sponsor: JCB Brul
Placement: First
Written: May 25, 2024
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hummingbirds with chartreuse throats
scared to fly off the ground
favored tightrope walking
where the sky and ocean collide
she considered attempting flight
another time a circus visited town
another area where she may hide
hidden under a fake scowl
nestled comfortably away
from the mother bird's picks
a fledgling with propensity
with paralytic rhinitis
without plucking feathers
to reveal a fractured limb
or scars carved into wings
stitched together
a dinky bird soon gasped for air
hurriedly touched line
and took on a Goliath.
leep
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to join her friend.
weird and delicate.
misfits
May 25 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 8-10
Key Verse – Nehemiah 8:8 So they read in the book in the law of God distinctly, and gave the sense, and caused them to understand the reading.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO INSTRUCTS US
TO READ HIS LAW
Praise be to God for instructing us to read His law for our:
Direction according to His ways
Decisions around His will
Discretion by His Word
Delight with His worth
Drive for worship
Nehemiah 9:31 Praise be to the Lord for He is gracious and merciful:
Good in prompting us for high purpose
Great in propelling our heavenly pursuits
Glorious in pushing us toward holy perfection
Generous in pouring to us healthy-hoisted provisions
Guiding our progress with prosperity midst hope heartily
Nehemiah 10:29 Praise be to the Saviour for reminding us
to observe His commandments and to:
Stay in His security
Serve Him with steadfastness
Stand strong upon His Scriptures
Share salvation midst sincere soulwinning
Seek His shelter against shaky and sinking support. Amen!
May 25, 2024
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