Toward optimum development
defying diagnosis gloom
faith of child
soars midst freedom bliss
hits milestones yon debility blight
from wheelchair not exiled
radiating hope, trusting the Lord*
while prayer reaches heaven
heart beseeches ... triumphantly styled.
*Psalm 28:7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
July 29, 2025
7th place, "A Child of Light" Tesla 3–6–9 Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 7/30/2025
The Design of The Tesla 3-6-9 Poem:
A 9-line verse.
Lines 3, 6 and 9 rhyme.
The syllable count of lines 3, 6, and 9 correspond to the line number.
For optimum health, take a bus or train.
It's a good plan when it doesn't rain.
You'll save money and the environment. Heck,
you won't even get in a wreck.
"It is my sacred duty to maximize God's gift to me --- this life to spend with optimum quality by His grace." Poet
Wellness of being welcomes working zest
Maximizing functionality’s best.
Heart fulfills role of existence delight
Along healthy arteries to do right.
Mind thinks well midst positive perspective
As brain achieves with wisdom’s directive.
Body exercises kindness with bliss
Willingly performing from love’s abyss.
Enjoying life as treasured gift to share
Faith in God* drives my eternal welfare.
Hebrews 11:6 KJV says "But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him."
April 10, 2025
2nd place, "Write Ten Beautiful Lines" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 4/13/2025
Originally published in Out On a Limb, an Anthology for Friends, June 2020
They can put a man
On a pedestal,
Have him admired
Far and wide;
But he’ll never
Really be that tall
Unless he feels
That way inside.
The crowd can make
A man a king
And call him
A big success,
But he must reach
Goals he’s set himself
If he’s to find
True happiness.
OLODUMARE
In mystic realms, where secrets sleep,
A tale of the creator who creates with optimum creativity.
Of Olodumare, the divine vine,
Who weaves every fabric of mine since before time
His words, like threads, of gold and fine,
Unfurl the tapestry of all that's mine.
Unlimited power, His strength does shine,
A creative force, that's truly divine.
With whispers soft, He calms my stormy sea,
Making the waters still as he leads me to still waters.
Faithful friend, He guides me through life's test and tempest
And in His love, my soul finds perfect rest.
His dominion vast, over all known and unknown
He reigns supreme, with wisdom and throne.
And to His majesty, I raise my voice,
In gratitude, for His redeeming choice.
With a grateful heart your creation says "thank you".
Many a time, I woke up in mornings
That took me home even before brushing my teeth
I feel that my supplication last night was not an utter failure
And yet, that was not fully granted too!
And all I remember is the morning tea, with optimum milk and sugar
That never is a total perfection!
And the prisoner will be asked about the death wish
To surmise, the answer will be, “I yearn for relishing mangoes.”
“The mangoes would be available in the local fresh farm, after six months.”
They said.
The prisoner sufficed, “I do not mind waiting a bit more!.”
Whence
day lighted Anthem(s)
in metamorphosis for one Haiku included
Jackson Street in the city of Edinburg ,
even though a Duke outlook
in Cans,
Sardin
Oil blessing in assimilating such and so!
Why Haiku? Why so?
An inevitable question was in nuptial engagement
for optimum and optical fiber
reasoned and seasoned for both
Even though!
Knowing Marination
too much in spoon, hitherto
Hiatus, The speaker in dismay
postponed the case
Just in case!
April 13 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Kings 5-7
Key Verse – 1Kings 5:4 But now the LORD my God hath given me rest on every side, so that there is neither adversary nor evil occurrent.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO GIVES US REST
Praise be to God for giving us rest:
Refreshing us with His optimistic peacefulness
Restrengthening us midst occurring problems
Reenergizing us against opportunistic plans
Relieving us along His offered provisions
Reinforcing us optimum persistence
1Kings 6:11-12 Praise be to the Lord Who
performs His Word with us:
Steadfastly along His might
Sturdily upon His moves
Spiritedly by His mercy
Scripturally midst His miracles
Skillfully through His magnificence
1Kings 7:51 Praise be to the Saviour for enabling us
to enjoy the treasures of His house, since we are His:
Dedicated servants
Diligent stewards
Determined soulwinners
Disciplined soldiers
Duty-bound salvation-seed sowers. Amen!
April 13, 2024
Opalescent landform
Optimum of deserts
Optimism-provoking
Oozes with fresh fountains
Opulent sun and shade
One-of-a-kind place that
Offers relaxation
Propped by God’s precious awakening ray
My breath utters gratitude as I pray.
Praising the Lord for sleep’s optimum rest
My heart throbs toward blest functional zest.
Amidst Bible meditation delight
My soul basks in divine fellowship light.
Along triumphant supplication glow
My faith clings to Christ Who lets blessings flow.
Braced by the Creator’s strength that does reign
My spirit readies for work’s fulfilled gain.
Refreshed after grooming of hygiene goal
My body performs each entrusted role.
Well-doing* with the Almighty’s goodness
My service thanks His most favoured kindness.
Having finished tasks for the day by grace
My gladness ripples with loving embrace.
Admitting sins of human nature bout
My conscience settles in God's peace, sans doubt.
Now, nestling in the Lord's protective care
My hope resounds dreams of morrow's welfare.
*Galatians 6:9 KJV And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.
May 12, 2023
Contest Name: Couplet Poetry
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Our spirituality doesn’t shield us from life's tempests,
It doesn’t cloak from every day's tests,
It doesn’t envelope us from life’s crashing sea,
All these our eyes see.
Our spirituality fortifies us,
It creates a path for us through the woods,
Reinforcing strained moods,
It strengthens feeble limbs.
Though we walk in the light,
Midnight still creeps in,
Though we approach the fullness of radiance,
We're not separated from the night.
We sojourn in a world of mysteries,
We can't harness optimum victories,
Until the invisible is overthrown,
And we can access the throne.
Our spirituality doesn't answer all our questions,
Some answers are hidden in the deepest part,
Hope pulls our cart,
Till we get to the end of the road.
January 16, 2022.
That night, under the stars
Whispers of Gotham
Under the wide open sky
Don't bring trouble to the innocent
As the bombs keep falling
Our world burns
Our dreams lie under the rubble
They have violated sovereignty
Why trouble the innocent?
Written: January 14, 2023
Diabetes is rampant here & there.
No organ in the body, does it spare.
All people with diabetes, we should scare,
About diabetes sequelae, without diabetes care.
And give glad tidings of normal life, with diabetes care.
With repeated lessons on diet, exercise & medication, prepare,
The patients’ minds & behaviour, for optimum diabetes care.
All nurses, educators and doctors in unison out there,
Should wage the war on diabetes, with no efforts to spare.
Even though with many faces,
Diabetes can stare,
With mustered spirits, technology & medications, it cannot dare.
Prevention, Remission & new Treatments, are there.
God-Willing, one day Diabetes shall be rare !
Comparable to the dash of a rare jewel.
The first flash to arise on the land crewel.
They'll be pawns of ice nets for all time.
Recent hope doesn't entail lyrics sublime.
But the iota of love that calls on it to emerge.
From stillness: the red-hot coal of love surge.
The artist heeds his tone starting to smolder.
Instantly, as if to brag toward a line bolder.
With his noble sentiments or his violin.
If it generates light or optimum vibes within.
When it arrives, a clean verse will sound.
Clean and calm as a mounting spring around.
The lake lies underneath a visible azure sky.
Nothing, not your name, nor mine, cry.
Written: August 18, 2022
A thunderous rumbling,
lightning flashing
all within my troubled brain,
I wander in a daze,
afraid of crashing.
The cause is plain,
I must see you again.
The passing years,
where each does live,
In joy and Sorrow,
and happiness spent,
Each with another,
who of themselves did give,
repaid by our lost time,
we to them lent.
It is not with covetous envy,
but with joy,
I look upon the sacrifice we made,
though self interest now,
is what we must employ,
For what has gone before,
was but a masquerade.
Millennia come and go,
and decades fade away,
I know that we,
should not have parted,
And rue what happened,
on that fateful day.
But time will not give back,
what man has started.
Exacerbate the problem,
convolute the time,
Pick the optimum moment,
grab it if you can,
To love beyond reason,
is said to be no crime,
Insipid love, however,
has no passion or elan.
and wastes the little, that there is,
Of the time of man.
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