ON SECOND THOUGHT:
GLORY TO GOD ON THIS DAY
What a weary day,
All seemed to have gone astray;
Yet we’ve survived all:-
Glory be to God for His
Navigations through this day:-
What a profound day,
Directions asked and given;
Journey completed:
All challenges overcomed
By divine wisdom’s guidance:-
Never doubt, you two:
You and God in love’s oneness,
And its bound onement:-
Praise such onderful glory:
Daily journeying with God.
Thus, give God glory;
For this, and every day,
Perpendicular:-
For all are gifted blessed days:
Laboring blessed days of love:-
A REFLECTION ON WEATHERING TODAY’S STORMS OF LIFE
As I awoke, the Breaking News
Was death-frightening:
“Treacherous Winter Storm Arriving!”
“Expect Single-Digit Low Temperatures!”
“Days Of Ice And More Than 6 Inches Of Snow!”
“Power Outages Are Expected!”
“Most Forms Of Transportation Will Be Affected!”
“This Threatening Storms Is Expected
To Reek Havocs Never Seen Before!”
Hearing these headlines, my heart rate
And blood pressure rose tremendously:-
Obviously, I felt afraid and hopeless.
Then it dawned upon me where I was!
Nothing here in America could wreak worse hazards
Than today’s bigoted, oppressive, political climate:-
Thus, I relaxed, got up, and prepared myself
For another day of God’s survival navigations
Through nature’s and human nature’s trials,
And weathering tribulations, preceding my
Springing overcoming of these hazards
And their oppressive wintering trials:-
Indeed, glory be to our liberating God:
For every wintering time in our lives,
He will send his springing healings:-
Forgiven Trespasses
Sensual sounds surround
a scene of peaceful pleasure
Pulsing flailing promises
impossible to measure
His torching voice eviscerates
that massive measure of pleasure
The treasures of solemnity
No longer leads to leisure
Lightning lips aglow disguise
The coolness of lost slumber
His glimmer gliding gorgeously
Progressing on to wonder
Needful night navigations
Shimmering shadows in the dark
Sullen soothing sensual
On Psyche he leaves his mark
Immortal mythic majesty
With gods not meant to sleep
Sizzling searing serenity
With a lover she can’t keep.
A collaborative piece with my friend and talented poet Imelda Garcia.
Stunningly scampering snowy week sailings soar
Kinesthetically hovering more and more
Incredibly intriguing impressive chill thrills,
Ineffable curves and crawls betwixt snowy hills
Normal natural, yet, novel navigations
Gorgeously graceful with groundbreaking gyrations...
17 January 2023
Skiing Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
The day is ended but my mind is still bending
replaying the twist and turns
that are the navigations of my day.
Second guessing and venting,
wishing I could've made a move
or remembering what I could have said:
or maybe if I had of jacked her up
I wouldn't be spewing and mad
beating this pillow down
letting these petty frustrations
grit in my grind when the day
should be done with me sleeping
And dreaming about the babies down the hall
and the man at my side
whose snores should sounds
of love if I hadn't of came home
still grinding, replaying,venting off
noxious fumes of wrath,
each move keeping my mood in crap
instead letting this home
recreate my day,
make a house of love
with me snoring.
Baby you are my sensual desire and my dream come true.
Your kiss is wild; your touch makes my heart swoon.
Our bodies sway and connect upon the rise of the moon.
They dance wildly sending such pleasures to me and you.
You take me to the center of the universe without any clue.
Our glorious love is more magical then any orchestrated tune.
Navigations delight as we perform our sexual roles attune
Our lust captures the love we both share, they are many not few.
You my dear are the Goddess of my dreams and so much more.
I hold you closely and you remit to my desires of mortal flesh.
Our bond is mutual and all the Heavens open up for sure.
You take my destiny to a new height while renewing it fresh.
We are bound, captured, our carnal affections has become lore.
Voluptuous lover of mine lets continue while our souls mesh.
written for
Sponsor frank herrera
Contest Name EROTICA
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