Persisting through the horrors,
Overcoming the challenges,
One obstacle after another.
Rolling with the punches,
Embracing the challenges,
For I am an artist and a Mother.
Not resisting the difficult,
Progressing through hardship,
Experiences that would make one shudder.
Strength found in the chaos,
Dancing with the landslide,
Emotions a full speed runner.
This should not be hard.
Anticipate me, for I am open.
I have hidden nothing, and am a creature of habit, predictable.
There is nothing too difficult to discover about this soul.
Nothing sequestered away from any prying mind.
Speak to me gentle.
Everyone surrounding me talks in a decibel that I associate with my head cradled between my palms.
The pressure attempts to mash every invasive thought, inevitably they fail.
Melt into my mind.
I've spent all these many years explaining myself.
Even with these oh so fragile words at my mercy I cannot make you hold them truly.
I slice into myself when you fracture them apart, rearranging what was intended.
Be delicate with my heart.
She has endured far too much, somehow persisting in what some may consider to be an inhospitable environment.
A fragile broken thing, untrusting of every encounter because- what if it happens again?
What if it's worse?
Love me softly.
I long to be held in tender hands, that just brush against my skin.
Searching for the lost pieces of themselves in me.
It is a kindness I have never known.
Perhaps I am undeserving.
Maybe it's harder than it sounds...
entrance in-trance not for sycophants
take my thoughts in highlight
in the low light of the night's glare
find solace in a central spine
that unknown tell that tugs you in
sweet, veiled, thin ~
no perimeter edges to teeter upon
no concocted thought spooled or spun
more quivering fragments
from corners of eyes
radiating ideas
persisting on scarred sighs
gift me your entirety
nothing less
is my best guess
on how enchantment fixes
stitches
glitches
bewitches
unhitches
until
you are welcomed to my world ~
Inspired by Localization of Graphic Mobiles I by František Kupka
Soul searches for truth midst divine grace
always vibrant despite gloom of fear’s attack
ready to vanquish despair, anguish and pain
persisting toward triumph over worry that imprisons
heart with obscuring vision against illuminating hope
…then faith* in God beholds fogless reality.
*Hebrews 11:6 6 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 24, 2026
3rd place, "SIX AND SEVEN" Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 4/29/2026
When conscious of who I was and who I am delivered,
A sense of giving all my all, where previously I quivered.
I tried my best in all I did, through challenges diverse,
While others walked on smoother paths — for better, or for worse.
Though they had their problems, I watched them on the quest,
And when they died, it’s said of them, they truly did their best.
It puzzled me each time they passed, where silently I fell,
Pondering their journey — to heaven through a hell?
Guess so many try their best in everything they do,
Persevering and persisting, primely pushing through.
This unpredictable life with challenges, driven by mere hope,
And hope is hard to hold, down that shifty slope.
However, we're not good enough if we do not aim;
To float along should be wrong, such a shabby shame.
However, when my angel comes and carries me in rest,
I understand myself: they'll brand, “She did her very best.”
— Rest in Peace
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
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