Technically Right OR Wrong
Mega-Techa-Zilla Took To
Battling AI-Killer-Kong…
Odds For Choosing A Winner
Are Proving Either Choice Is Wrong.
I Usually End It There,
But Ballads Turn To Song…
My Ears Are Ringing
From The Fight
Persisting Far Too Long.
Photons State No Rules
For Rights… No Raving
Rituals Soothe It's Nights…
In Conscience Wrung
A Sung-Un-Sung Recovering
From That Mu-Tight-Might…
Returning Leagues To Legions!
At The Furious Speed
Of Light.
-Gray Squirrel
07-17-2025
Intrusive thoughts are bothersome at night
when I’m in bed, prepared to go to sleep.
My mind keeps racing, and it’s hard to fight
those ear worms which into my brain may creep.
I’ll hear the chorus of some new hit song
unceasingly repeat, repeat, repeat,
or maybe there’s a thing that I’ve done wrong -
like something I’d said that day indiscreet.
I’ll lie there thinking why I was so dumb.
Then other thoughts kick in out of nowhere,
persisting like the beats heard on a drum.
It gets to be almost too much to bear.
Enough! There’s one sure way these thoughts will scram.
I down two capsules of Temazepam.
Divorcing self from awful negatives
I step ahead, bouncing through God’s power
Gladly inspired with cheerful directives
To share love's bliss and peace of grace-shower.
Triumphing against selfishness-trial
Freeing from “me-I-mine” so prison-bound
To reach-out for others, sans betrayal
My heart sows goodness seeds on kindness-ground.
Persisting against vain personal gain
I join with fellows midst blest partnership
Prevailing against separation-pain
Creating new vibrant relationship.
*2 John 1:3 Grace be with you, mercy, and peace, from God the Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of the Father, in truth and love.
May 16, 2025
8th place, "Divorced" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann; judged on 5/27/2025
It is to be that heart achieves by God’s grace
despite despair, distress, difficulties and dearth
while winning life's race…
It is to be that soul keeps on sharing peace-glowing light
radiating fulfillment mirth against discouragement
while persisting with gracious delight…
It is to be that faith triumphs midst test and sin-caused pest
that shows love of compassion-treasure
while staying blest...
It is to be that spirit perseveres toward glad reaching-out
driven by kindness in service of faithful stewardship
while praying for best without doubt...
It is to be that commitment shines with honorable beam
vanquishing arrogance, apathy and unbelief's pain
while enjoying goodness-gleam!!!
i'm in a muppet mood today ~
suffering from a persisting hangover
i woke up silly stuffed and wabbly
goofy looney and scatterbrained
with bulging eyes and a bad hairday
even my voice sounded bizarre
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Inspired by the fact that Stevie Wonder is a blind musician, yet has never been impeded by his disability to achieve, here am I… persisting to do my best to help my special child attain triumphant milestones.
Ascending amidst impossibility's attacking angst
Bravery blossoms, boasting of blessings
Cleaving to commitment with clarity
Defying despair, disability-distress…
Endeavoring with exhorting excitement exuberantly
Faith toward fruition freely fuels fulfillment for
God guards and guides by His grace…
Hoisting with hope, healing heralds healthiness
Inspiring against infirmities toward what's impossible* to impart impactful
Joy so jubilant to fulfill tasks in life’s journey despite jeering jury…
Kindled with kindness...
Loving my special child toward his liberation
Maximized by milestones, magnify mercy with miracles...
Not and never impossible through the Lord Who nourishes and nurtures.
*Luke 1:37 For with God nothing shall be impossible.
April 11, 2025
1st place, "Stevie Wonder" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Karen Jones; judged on 4/16/2025
The moment you are witnessing,
Is a miracle Glistening,
Before your very eyes.
A Present in disguise,
Here, Souls are whispering,
Hearts are Listening,
Dancing to the beat.
Feeling complete,
Retreating to the roots,
Revisiting an old way of existing.
Stop resisting ,
Start assisting,
Persisting to change,
Time to Rearrange the way,
We currently see reality.
Presents for every body,
Hidden within our entity,
Sparks of Divine Energy.
Kick starting the Heart,
To the part it Plays.
The Art of forgiving,
The Secret to Living,
A brilliant Display of Being.
An understanding to All that is Missing,
The Gift that keeps on giving,
This Moment,
Your Present to Open,
This present moment you have chosen,
To open The Gift Within this Poem.
Thank You, For You ;-)
You just walked away giving sudden shock .
My emotive urges were choked being blocked,
Entrance of my consciousness was closed and locked.
I dived into the cauldron of Magic Potion ,
swimming and sinking in vague hazy notion.
Between conscious and subconscious state
I was neither to believe nor to accept,
actually you didn't look back even, but left.
I dived into the cauldron of Magic Potion
wishing intensity on dilution
Woke up from dreamy dormant drowsy desire
Me almost shattered losing you for ever.
‘There was no chance of your return’, I was clear.
I dived into the cauldron of Magic Potion
and again to gain burning sensation.
Magic potion didn’t work giving me relief.
Took a chance being unaware of belief.
Pain persisting on humiliation and grief.
I dived into the cauldron of Magic Potion
and all in vain ! No recovery action.
December 7 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Galatians 4-6
Key Verse – Galatians 4:7 Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR MAKING US HIS HEIRS
Praise be to God for making us heirs through Christ:
Enabled by His secured salvation
Exhorted to be His steadfast saints
Empowered toward His special service
Encouraged as His strengthened stewards
Enriched by His sustaining satisfaction, always sufficient
Galatians 5:25 Praise be to the Lord
for helping us to walk in the Spirit with:
Willingness in His work
Worthiness by His warmth
Watchfulness under His wings
Worshipfulness along His wonders
Wisdom through His warnings midst winsome waiting
Galatians 6:14 Praise be to the Saviour for
teaching us to glory in Him:
Progressing in His pace
Performing by His power
Praying with perseverance
Persisting along His prosperity
Proving His precepts of perfection. Amen!
December 7, 2024
You are
my inspiration,
woman of my contemplation,
a compilation
of what I define as beautiful.
You are
a reason for my daily smile
and in every way
you bring me lasting joy.
You are
why I keep improving,
why I keep persisting
to be not just me but
what you truly need.
You are
another reason that I breathe.
You are
a reason I grow stronger.
I'm more patient.
My love endures longer.
You are
why I work in this world,
who I come home to see,
welcoming me,
this wonderful girl.
But more.
You are
the woman of my life.
My only excuse to have
an exceptional wife.
You are
a reason for me to love,
to thank Jehovah above
for providing me with you.
And I love you so
because you are
you.
Chanté Walker
Thursday December 5, 2024
I had never been able to attribute
A face to my soulmate
My guiding star to a better being and self
With whom I can be myself
Awaken my inner child
Be vulnerable and wild
Without fear of retribution or judgement
Twin flames ignited by a cosmic bond
That transcends human comprehension or sense
A platonic connection between two best friends
Kindred spirits fated to true love
Persisting through the ravages of time
Into a pure spiritual plane
To get where you want or what you want
You have to start from where you are
With what you have at hand at that moment
doing what you've never done consistently
To get what or where you've never before
Giving what the masses want and love.
Success do not comes by playing mediocre
Very timid no venture no success no fun
Failures ain't stop signs but stepping stone
After hitting rock bottom keep trying
Success decorates the doers not the don't er
There's always a way when you make one
Skills are tools for navigating through
Acquire as much as you can while thriving
Striving until you've attained your desires
Creating multiple streams of income is great
Multi tasking according to schedules unfailingly
With a persisting relentless attitude.
Your behavior and attitude towards your goal
Will determine the outcome of your establishment
Connections and growth depends on your ability
Greatness comes from going the extra miles
Winners are not surrender's, steady revival's
Active and always improving in skills and worth.
The end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started.
—T.S. Eliot
Over stressed waves of ebb and flow of salt.
How swell, my voyage is, in float through cave.
Is sought, the treasures of life - opens vault.
I find surge exciting. I’m shipshape brave.
The map pinpoints the stars - ebon, a fave.
I turn on helmet’s lamp - the moon listing
as passage caved…my travel persisting.
The roar of thunder salve, erupting seas.
Of course, we steer from falls. This’s existing!
World’s end! Fine mood morphs to brooding degrees.
Though hope retreats, a master seized the reins
to steer his legions straight into the storm.
He stands as stone while motivation wanes
and cityscapes recede beneath the swarm.
For steel, like rain, continues to descend
to test the will of English fortitude.
Incessant rage, persisting without end,
let skies unleash the devil’s turpitude.
Relentless fire with no relief in sight
harass our Brit tenacity to flinch.
But, as it roars we must endure the plight
for British pride surrenders nay an inch.
Let hope be true then soar into the air
to front these raging devils in the mist.
Our British wings shall ride upon a prayer
and all those huddled ‘neath the row, resist.
Though Satan's ire has choked the English sky,
dear London brace as all his angels fall,
for British sons shall front this hell on high
and never cede shall be our battle call.
notes from the "Battle of Britain"
And, never cede shall be the battle cry
as London braces ‘neath a screaming tide.
Though flames from hell kept falling from the sky,
tenacity was not to be denied.
Relentless fire, with no relief in sight,
would taunt the British doggedness to flinch,
and as it roared your hearts endured the plight
for England pride surrenders nay an inch.
But steel, like rain, continued to descend
to test the will of English fortitude.
Incessant storms, persisting without end,
let skies unleash this devil’s turpitude.
His words of strength were rendered to inspire
though days grew dark and nights were lit a fire.
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