I've been told many a time to fan Chelsea
That my darling club is not worth my time
That Arsenal will never bring joy consistently
For all the love, time, money and energy for support
Not to be in waste without any trace of payback
Oh the so called blue; her weight put winnings on knee
Yearning of the past glory as their prime
Yet hope nothing good is for ARS. insistently
But claimed her players, maybe are distort
Keeping at heart the soon to come winnings-- back-to-back
Mortify reproach; let Arsenal shock them
That those who run never have those crawling condemn
We can mortify our flesh,
wear our sign of confession,
perform our penance,
bear portions of scratchy sackcloth
so rough, so abrasive, against our bare backs.
Our sideboard now bears such a treasure,
three posies, nosegays, tussie-mussies,
bound in such pieces that would
love to scratch at our naked flesh
if we pressed it against our chests, our bellies, our backs.
Do we think of our past - our past’s own past?
Do we ignore all history
as we glance at, or disregard,
those posies, nosegays, tussie-mussies,
that sit in scratchy sackcloth?
(11 Dec 2023)
Except in the darkest room
In it a figure would loom:
No time to cameras zoom,
Present as clean: filthy room…
Does capture like a good pen
Pimples up to painful ten,
All the smoke-stained teeth of Ben
And proves not the cock a hen…
Mirror: the Steadfast Biro
Misses out not feared terror:
Things which mortify Sarah,
Even a typing error.
Eyes which had ceased to taste sleep,
The ones, no alcohol, weep,
Pairs upset by an old jeep;
Men who don’t sow but do reap!
A failure to watch one’s weight,
A leaving of things to fate:
One who’d for casual sex wait;
Also, who shall become great!
A dog's job is to foes terrify,
Actors of scary films horrify,
The police a rogue identify,
Insurance firms one indemnify...
Science would laymen's claims verify,
Panels rigged elections nullify,
Microscopes to microbes magnify,
Deodorants to bad air purify.
Witnesses in courts to testify,
A counsel to trial judge mollify,
Big stereos to music amplify;
Flowers one's surroundings beautify...
The Angels Lord God glorify,
Nudists the public mortify!
Forests, meadows, and brooks evoke feeling.
They dwell in isolation and therefore live eternally.
It conveys delight to those whose words cannot be reaching.
They aren't dead, but they are all in mortify sturdily.
Is the evolution of green life destined for poor performance?
And return in a floral arrangement that has been rejuvenated.
It's been there for millennia, and it's in the lap of grace.
Erratically comes humming dragonfly white-faced.
the sun and moon will continue to exist in perpetuity
Innocence prevails under the surface when there is a mismatch
It was spring since I first hear the crow's lullaby.
Occasionally, squirrels raid my broccoli patch.
After that, the acute working bees act to work buzzing.
Gardening gives you peace and feeds you from lonesome feeling.
First place contest winner
Written: July 29, 2021
A Brian Strand Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Quote: Nature is flawed yet flawless, the ground likes your toes, and that your ponytail endears the breeze. (By Poet)
Sunset evolves into a dust cloud.
As the colors shift, the trees become dreary.
In the wee hours, a drumbeat of loud sirens howled.
As the sun sets, bright glossy white clouds fall utterly.
Not Beyond the earth or screens.
Nature, at her finest, is mixture of flowers and greens.
The lofty trees wore a white cloak floating the scenes.
Rather than snarling down the hill, they took it slowly.
Snow was a curse, nature was a mystery.
Ecosystem plants, alike humans, can mortify.
Even clueless people may now grasp the global natural crowd.
Men must live in congruity with nature and work unweary.
Nature and mind are always gleans.
Let's save colorful flowers swing in the homely.
Written: July 15, 2021
Writing Prompt - Fragmented Spaces Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
We are experiencing timidity.
Respect blended in with disparity.
What's more, contest once in a while magnify.
We can't once again just lay.
Or give up to the sky.
How about we share compassion until the moon...the stars.
What's more, tree leaves.
My heart admires you constantly.
Indeed, even with perspectives dissimilarity.
Indeed, even without mortify.
Toss a thousand stones
Or then again, would you say you are shy?
What's more, I discovered I'm a variety of vagabond.
Despite that, you tilt to determination.
My heart always appreciates you
Granted with life everlasting through the Spirit’s sword*
I’m indeed born again by God’s Word.
As quickened by the spiritual sword miraculously
My soul yearns to be revived for meaningful existence blissfully.
Constantly, I strive to please the Lord by faith, led by the Holy Spirit
Enlivened by His empowering truth, the Scriptures’ writ.
Worshiping Christ, exalting the Saviour midst praise-filled gratitude
My spirit abides in Him, cleaving to His sword to vanquish evil’s magnitude.
Hence, when carnality prevails hindering my service of compassion-gestures
I yield to the sword of the Spirit that can mortify selfish ventures.
*Ephesians 6:17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
Hebrews 4:12 For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
December 10, 2019
2nd place, "If you live by the sword then you die by the sword" Poetry Contest; Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 12/15/2019.
Intrepid damsel,
a heroine unsung.
A willing martyr
with courage
unrivalled.
Unransomed captive
with a ransom
infinite.
She gladly faces
death with eternity
in view.
Like her lover before her,
she chooses to be
a sacrificial lamb
to the slaughter.
Leah Sharibu,
the heroine unsung.
She that chooses to mortify
her passions
for timeless paradise.
Hardly daunted by
Kalashnikovs and
thunderous explosives,
she inherits a world
deemed abstract by
unfaithful adherents.
solidify
dragonfly
mortify
horrify
glorify
amplify
beautify
simplify
demystify
intensify
butterfly
floating by
"Timidity alarmed presumptions of fear upon tables,
I had nothing else to do than testing numerous verified samples,
Maybe you would have thought about the cause of its hurtful trample,
Not to release the crabby issues discussed in the temple,
Prayers were assigned to mortify that prevailing trouble,
Excuse me if I had a chance to elaborate on it with a riddle,
What do you think about how the viewers keep thier motives hiddled?
Even nothing is spending on their drivel,
Though they've chose to hang peace against a salient rival,
And in the ears of leaders,it calls for an approval,
Therefore,I wish you speak about what's stated moreover,
Since we all wait till is over,
You must tell the truth of building my own selfless power,
For me to also teach others of your uniqueness forever,
Even when the season is not treating we two with breeze of tender,
Nature will surely open the gate of peace for us to enter,
And our hearts would sing joyfully to Jesus's father.
Be rest assured of this matter,
The pace is set for a watchful character",
That was the voice of salvation preacher.
Sharp teeth incising my neck,
It's uncontrollably going on trek,
Intimate vampire whom can't be seen,
From his wounded mouth slowly drip my flesh and blood,
Assasination pinned to mortify the efficacy of an elite,
My heart is gradually tearing from its position,
Already,my fore limbs are choped off by his sharpened dagger,
His enlogated nails are pluging off my eyes,
"Return no more",
The assassin said within an uproar,
"I'm February 13th from stapled territory crowned to cause demean,
Ruling with hatched and mingled sin,
Tyranically subbed to configure false traits,
When I'm done with you,...you'll be left a constraint,
Your intenstines would be taken out through your palms,
And you'll respect my day before the red day comes.
Well,my speech is less painful than my well boiled harms,
So take it fast before life in you is gapped.
See you later when I return with heavy club."
Everyone Continued Prayer When Will
When will you come and speak
When will you try and be sweet
When will you care
When will you comb your hair
When will you dine
When will you slip
When will you resign
When will you unwind
When will you copper fence
When will you benefit
When will you realign
When will you partake
When will you become great
When will you mortify
When will you apologize
When will you reap what you sow?
When the son comes down
Will you be around
Will you repented
Will you even mention
Will you call on His name
Will you bow down on your knees
Yes you will cause every knee
Shall bow, every tongue confess
What's left
That Jesus is Lord
Father Help Us All
Everyone Continued Prayer When Will
11/06/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
You want to led me down..
But I want to raise you up..
You want to mortify me in an astounding crowd..
But I want to respect you even in my lonely time..
You want to cross oceans of hate..
But I want to walk miles of love..
You want to thrash me out of your heart..
But I want to crawl in your soul..
You want people to blame me out..
But I want to grasp your innocence..
You want to draw my sketch as a betrayer..
But I want to color your entity as a loyal player..
You want me to weep out..
But I want you to laugh loud..
You want to break my trust..
But I want to hold your faith..
You always wished to know the difference..
You always asked for discrepancy between us..
This is the difference which lies between us..
LXXXV
What means that I with Christ be crucified?
With insufficiency the cross I bear?
Or else be yoked together by his side?
And follow in his footstep everywhere?
How may I drive the nails by mine own hand?
Impossible and yet it must be done
So deep a paradox to understand
Myself I put to death live by his Son
Each day I live by faith and not with sight
He gives me grace to overcome my will
To mortify my sad and selfish life
That others find what only God could fill
The power of a life that’s crucified
Is seen when Christ alone be glorified
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