Sweet spring succeeds severe snow time,
Sublime season of plants rebirth,
Sunshine mild and warm greets the land,
Seeds and flowers sprout from the ground,
Sweet-scented scents pervade the air,
Stars and silver moon vie to please,
Smiles settle on every faces.
Opening the door to an unscripted way,
I journey into the day,
Guided by a blooming ray,
I hold onto hope and pray.
I walk into the daylight,
Though I am trailed by the night,
I am aided to fight,
By something beyond sight.
I may not be in full bloom,
I may be weary from the gloom,
Spiritual songs pervade my room,
Freeing me from every fiery fume.
Life is a vast field,
Where dutiful hands gather the yield,
Doggedness holds the shield,
As I navigate all that life may wield.
June 29, 2026.
Man of honor midst meekness' valor
Young-looking always yon aging ardor...
Dear Father fulfills life-building zest
Enabling each family member to do fullest best
Anchoring home very well along God's love and grace
Rearing and nurturing us, his children for triumph's race...
Father with integrity's glow radiates against hopelessness' attack
Allowing his cheerful spirit to pervade, prevailing upon serenity's pack
Training us for victorious achievements with supplication and prayer-aid
Hoisting our faith toward trust in the Lord, defying doubts of skeptical raid...
Ever-living in my heart, his legacy does reign, influencing my reaching-out flight
Reverberating his ministerial accomplishments I yearn to extend with grateful delight.
Dedicated to my ever-dearest Daddy; and likewise to my spiritual father, my Pastor.
Ephesians 6:4 And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord.
June 1, 2026
3rd place, "Father" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 6/20/2026
Empty of desires, yet flowing in peace,
reverberations of bliss pervade form,
soft hum of delight that never does cease,
tingle of magnetism, both cool and warm.
In the midst of movement we remain still,
celebrating life’s endless renewal,
kundalini perched on spine’s window sill,
knower of the void and earth realm dual.
All nodes by themselves perform their function,
as a conduit of pulsations divine,
toroidal heart as always the junction,
where all polarities with love align.
Is-ness of our being-ness has no name ~
Call it what you will but we’re not the same
thoughts arise, tail wags the dog
events in this dream we log
a great game but let thoughts rest
blest by God, in heart’s bliss nest
sounds of silence pervade form
hum of bliss is now the norm
shapes shift on time’s horizon
in staid stillness we wisen
Grateful, as freely endowed
jubilantly sharing and giving
like never experiencing dearth
since God supplies…
Thankful for sweet serenity
delightfully exuberant
creating mirth-ripples that linger
since the Lord blesses…
Gratitude shines against gloom
withstanding hypocrisy’s stain
while walking in the light
since the Saviour helps…
Thanksgiving* prevails as miracles pervade
vibrantly radiating glowing hope
midst triumphant faith
since the Creator prospers.
*1Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
February 9, 2026
Sometimes plans have many parts;
Not all will you embrace.
Yet if you’re lucky, with some smarts,
They might fall into place.
A little leeway might just pave
The way to make things work
And compromise could help to stave
Resentments which might lurk.
Too often people won’t engage
In planning’s give and take,
The lack of which can set the stage
For someone’s heart to break.
Yet thinking every aspect through
Of all suggestions made
Can shine a light of hope in lieu
Of hurts that might pervade.
I know shtts been rough
but we got this Babe
I can tell you got doubts
But you're still ALL I crave
Strung out & tired
Both way past insane
We know what we gotta do
N still haven't changed
Both got some genius level brains
Knowing together that we can create
some unfathomable, magical
-cloud 9 type-a cascade
Kinda seeming like we
both still afraid
to drop our guards 100% down
and let our souls pervade
Intertwined so deeply
like we were meant to obtain
Been way past delayed
Stuck in an entirely unnecessary
Overstayed masquerade
But
We both know
...We got this babe
Despite a multitude of misunderstandings that pervade society
I still believe there are many common principles shared by all
The rights with which we all are born, yet sometimes are lost
Or stripped away when resistance is weakened by oppression
And they who are able to help, making such little concession
All mankind is the ultimate loser, and ever pays a great cost
We well know the saying that pride always goes before a fall
But what most of us are still left with, is that constant anxiety
We can understand why animals in the wild, fight to survive
Or even to compete for a mate and to continue the species
But by now, aren’t we all way beyond such wild behaviour
History is just dusty paper, each generation seems to forget
It has been millennia now, but we still haven’t learned it yet
It takes us all, with our shared values, not only one saviour
But we must seek what’s hidden in all of our brain’s creases
Yet still I must ask, what does it take for humanity to thrive
Half the moon sits aloft the Jovian star
Its other half away in green pastures far
She sat leaning ‘neath the peering lights
That ever pervade such provoking nights
Are they dim, or are they bright
Small in stature or stood upon dizzying heights
From where she sat it was hard to tell
Then suddenly one fell
She traced it by its silver tail
As it illumed the hanging clouds
Then streaked across the glooming dale
Revealing the wandering shrouds
It tumbled down and out of sight
In a spiraling trail of rainbow light
"I want nothing but death." - Jane Austen
Fatigue, weakness, and bilious attacks
I am dying day by day, night by night.
Each of my bones, like a worn-out twig, cracks.
Each split moment is an eternal fight.
My eyes yearn to see my bright day of death.
When my worries will be buried with me
Gentle breezes of heaven fill my breath.
Angels and seraphs all around I see.
Poesy has gone dry like desert streams.
Nocturnal beings pervade my blank mind.
I miss those buoyant aureate sunbeams.
Within my withering self I'm confined.
Let this life here on earth end like a feast.
Let me, from all my bondages, be released!
Formula Fe2 O3
Iron is just awesome – let’s see!
First it was prehistoric man
Who was always an iron fan
Iron is a third of the earth
Industry is iron by birth
Pritchard designed and Darby made
Iconic Iron Bridge won’t fade
Smelt pig iron from iron ore
Produces cast iron galore
Backbone of skyscrapers, bridges
Organs of cars, washers, fridges
Clever Bessemer carbon gone
Heralded steel for everyone
Mankind’s most ingenious feat
Turning raw earth to steel – so neat!
Iron’s compounds are versatile
No wonder it’s used all the while
Inks, fertilisers, pesticides
Paints, enamels and more besides
Many iron phrases pervade
Each as an English language aid
There’s ironclad, iron curtain
Iron grip and more for certain
We need it in a small amount
For on haemoglobin we count
Open your eyes and look around
Everywhere an iron surround
Iron has magnetic appeal
First place must be iron with steel
Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !
Unpredictable seas with droplets that spray oh how the sharp rocks being where they lay,
Affects how sea nymphs stalk and capture their prey as if it were, a play !
Restless winds pervade the air oh how the clouds suggest a dare,
Looking like sheep jumping over fences oh how it stirs the sky and senses !
Crackling fire illuminating the shadows of the night oh how with mysteries of the light,
Animals will watch the humans make camp as if each camper is, a scamp !
Powerful gaze holding years of hope oh how with vulnerability and the will to cope,
Looks knowingly into the void as if it were, a mental sanctuary to be employed !
Unstoppable magnetism attracts us to one oh how unexpected, powerful and fun,
When cupid’s arrow aims for you, there isn’t much that you can do !
Heat, like fog, engulfs the environment.
Flora and fauna burn in the sunbeams.
Clamminess-filled vapor goes virulent.
Mirages glimmer like unending streams.
Tempests brimming with dust and debris blow.
Unquenchably thirsty, the parched lands crack.
With abstract sky paintings, dry evenings glow.
Thunder peals, on and off, like an earthquake.
Days taunt. Nights haunt. We burn in the furnace.
Sleeplessness and nightmares pervade our nights.
Flies and reptiles perform a crude circus.
Heat climbs the atmosphere's immodest heights.
With the nomadic breeze, black clouds elope.
Timely drizzles, yet, try to bring some hope.
Of all creatures in the animal parade,
there's but one that each habitat does pervade.
It can live any place -
Antarctica or space.
Three cheers for the adaptable tardigrade!
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