By Poet..... "Sometime life is unseen. What remains then shows up."
Over the many years,
pillows have been filled with tears.
Unseen dreams of attacking bears,
representing my many fears.
Now unseen what remains?
It is all locked away in my brains,
tied tight with heavy chains.
Sometimes red busting veins,
filling me with overwhelming pains.
your mission on Earth is to love. with passion. with ardor
to burn yourself with so much love. to blind the world with your pyre
to set fire to the stone of the lost, lost, abandoned soul
to restore hope.
and I entered the world naked, shaken by crying, without air, without purpose
and it was cold, and it was gray and the sun of love appeared from time to time
flashing the tired skies, devoid of hope, of the future
a sky abandoned to the clouds
on my elbows and knees I crawled, I gave millions of smiles
knowing that little can grow into more, an avalanche of love
and when I could walk freely, and I spoke, I opened new horizons of loving words
and love flowed... and flowed... without restraint
Lord, give me all the words to clothe them in love
help me gather all the suffering in the world to give it wings of a shy smile
and throw me off the highest mountain to drown the world in love
to be a flood of love
And suddenly peacefulness enveloped me.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
It is overwhelming —
The weight of the world upon the heart,
Children bruised by the hands that made them,
Mothers and fathers tearing love apart.
Every street holds a whispered crime,
Every hour another name is gone,
And innocence is sold like silver dust
Before the light of morning dawns.
The air is thick with shouting hate,
With cruel words flung like broken glass,
And even women, once gentle of voice,
Now sharpen their tongues to make wounds last.
Power walks like a careless king,
Choosing who shall rise or fall,
Writing law with a trembling hand
That never learned mercy at all.
Surely they know that judgment waits
Beyond the door they bar so tight,
That no throne built on broken souls
Can stand before the coming light.
I am weary of watching the world bleed,
Weary of prayers that fall unheard—
Yet still I hold this trembling hope
Like a small and stubborn bird.
For love has not forsaken us,
Though it walks with a wounded face,
And somewhere still a child is born
Who will teach the world again its grace.
Candle glow at midnight
The hatch is locked
A scrambling splutter
As I reach for the key of circles and bolts and lines
But just as before
The circle ends
Four corners behind
And I'm scrambling again for another key
I plead the glow as I–
Well, do I cherish my existence once more?
Foot taps to the humming
Blood rushing under my skin
I'm thrown to the couch
A corner, I curb
Did I feel the end? Was there an end in sight?
My head tilts, and I
Can't quite seem to keep the colours
Steady in my mind
For better or worse, I do mind
Do I love?
I don't love, I don't love, I don't love
I don't love. I do love. I don't love. I do love.
Candle glow at midnight,
The hatch is locked
A scrambling splutter
As I reach for the key of circles, bolts and lines.
But just as before. The circle ends 4 corners behind
And I'm scrambling again for another key
I plead the glow;
It flickers as I-
Well, I,
I cherish my existence once more
As another circle starts to grow...
My foot taps to the humming,
Blood rushing under my skin, I'm thrown to the couch–
It's way past midnight. Immobile, so I curb the corner.
Did I feel the end?
For better or worse, the hatch unlocks, no key.
My head tilts, and
I can't seem
To keep the colours uniform again.
I spiral to only splatters of *pink* and *green* caressing the wall
Overwhelmingly.
Please, don't, love.
But I do, do I? FOR WHAT PURPOSE?
I plead once more.
And become void, I hate. I hate. I hate.
But only pink could resonate.
Love can be overwhelming somewhere,
It might push someone away,
As it scares them.
They have never seen that kind of love before.
Love comes with no limitations,
So, some want to shower all of it,
Often forgetting that,
The other person is different.
In the rush of emotions,
It is easy to forget,
That not everyone is ready,
For something so vast and consuming.
we rise
although gravity and time
may hold us in the cupping
of their hands
we rise in a plethora of dreams
escaping above the vents
of circumstance
we rise into the tent
of all embracing;
and as if, and but, and still
we rise into each contemplation
new as the reckoning
of togetherness
draws us to the breath
of our existence;
rising, always rising
to meet the air of every day
to stay through every
active play and to meet
what will become.
the beauty of this world so much,
that I must blink with astonishment
to hold back tears.
If I could not blink I fear,
sixty per cent of who I am,
would leave me, in abject eagerness,
to kiss the earth.
His love incarcerates her heart
Like a prisoner captive in shackles
Inescapable
All consuming,
Overwhelming
Like a magnet to its metal.
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There is a special kind of love,
A gift from the heavens above;
A profound bond forever binding,
A love that's always reminding.
Of how my presence brings smiles to your face,
And how my love fills up so much space.
An overwhelming love of mama,
A love so pure, there's no drama.
And when I find myself in tears,
My mother's love stands without fears. She takes me in her arms so tight,
And hugs away all of my fright.
"Baby don't you cry," she softly sings,
And to my heart, her love she brings . With lullabies, she sings me to sleep, And in her arms, I can safely keep.
Mama sings for me, with a heart full of care,
Her love unbounded, ever so rare.
You are everything me, she says, What I'd give to remove all your dismay.
A love that fills every part of me,
A love that's forever, don't you see?
You are forever in my heart,
And in my love, you'll never be apart.
death cannot endure eternity ~ if it could we’d never be born
(quote by poet)
Find rhapsody, great rhapsody, fomenting on high seas
Come lift up waves of despondency, I’m flailing so deep
Bamboozle revenant senses, restore my latent zeal
Overwhelm one million fold, melancholy drowning me
Find ecstasy, give ecstasy, paralyse me with bliss
I’m hooked on saline solution, and compelled to resist
Rejuvenate exuberance, nullify emptiness
I want to be possessed again, in a wild wanton kiss
Find buoyancy, come buoyancy, aerate this lowly soul
Raise me up to the firmament, let heaven take control
I’ll face down blackest ether, see beyond its parasol
Never again to sit stagnant, just to bow shall I stall
Find gravity, sheer gravity, falls short on temple steps
Pressurising in nature, stopped dead in a gods codex
Free now to bathe in mercy, overcome but not by depth
Expanding on forever, where beginnings intersect
By
David Kavanagh
Howmanysyllables checked x14
OVERWHELMING
Overwhelming waterfall in dazzling dynamism.
Overwhelming river on ceaseless flow flowing forever.
Overwhelming ocean on aqua opulence.
Overwhelming rain showers with cloud burst and thunders.
Overwhelming flora and fauna in astonishing diversity.
Overwhelming Nature on amazing happenstances.
Overwhelming journey of life in inexplicable experiences.
03\25\23
Writing Challenge:" O" - words
Third Place
Contest by Constance La France.
“Wondrously overwhelming is God’s goodness that leads recipient toward wondrous good works.” By the Poet
God’s overwhelming love prevails
Freeing heart from sin-chaining pain
Since blest compassion never fails
Offering life eternal gain.
Christ’s overwhelming saving light
Always glows midst radiant grace
Cheering faith toward service height
To surmount tests along life’s race.
The Spirit’s overwhelming peace
Keeps on refreshing weary soul
Midst serene care that does not cease
For zest that props reaching-out goal.
I’m overwhelmed as I draw nigh*
To my Saviour for triumph’s fly.
*James 4:8 Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you.
March 25, 2023
1st place, "Writing Challenge - 'O' Words" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/26/2023.
Daylight fell into twilight,
twilight fell into the night
to leave me on a painfilled cobbled road
where I stumbled into the murky dark
confused, disoriented
feeling the gushing waves of upheaval
throbbing in my chest
where my heart was once full
and is now an empty vessel
submerged by pain
suffocating in a cavernous sea of sadness
I begin to wander in circles
as the road grows smaller
and the stars drip from the sky
one after another like mournful raindrops
that splatter at my feet
leaving a pool where nothing lives
I'm alone, cold in a desolate space
where all that was drifts by
my lungs fill with the black smoke of yesterday's ashes
I try to hold back the rising tsunami
that is welling in my eyes
where the only sound I hear
is my heart crying
3/24/23
contest Writing Challenge "O" words
sponsor Constance La France
Overwhelming
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