We danced the dance of love, my dear, my heart
and consumed time we shared with raptured hands
the earthly sphere we traveled without fear
and welcomed ecstasy fervor demands
invited pleasure from our eyes of fire
they penetrated our souls, to the core
where we found an inferno of desire
professed a surge of passion we adore
whether day or night secluded spaces
the kiss of love was a hunger we fed
that burned our flesh, leaving scented traces
and melted passionate hearts, until they bled
Perhaps it's timeless, it was sublime
This love has gone, a traveler of time
Written on August 14, 2017 10:16 PM
In the echoes of time, your words reverberate,
'Later, I'll reply,' you say, in a deliberate state.
'I'll read it later,' your commitment in the air,
Amongst my heartfelt lines, you handle with care.
A list I've compiled, each 'later' well-defined,
A thousand messages, a tale that's intertwined
'Unread confessions,' the title it might claim,
Of love professed, a digital love's sweet game.
A thousand times you vowed, 'I'll reply without fail,'
'I'll read it later,' your promise set like a sail.
Yet I hold on, steadfast in my belief,
That someday you'll respond;
In the dance of time, where 'later' meets 'now,'
I hope to hear you say, with love's eternal vow,
'I've replied, my love,'
'Sorry for the wait,'
In spirit strong I prayed for your return
recalling daily memories, precious, dear.
No other understands my love for you
forgiveness that a heart went on to bear.
Sometimes I faced the dread of never knowing,
the love we had before my days were done.
So, it was as my pulse and steps were slowing
I begged my God for your return to come.
In one morning’s, twilight day, God answered
and soon caresses lived outside my dreams.
This second time around possessed a promise.
Your heart professed a true love as it seems.
In winter’s frost our romance warms the fire.
God bless us that it never will expire.
1/10/2023
Fight the good fight of faith* with God’s valour
As His soldier, vanquishing evil of deceptive color.
By the Spirit’s sword, quench the Devil’s fiery darts
Mighty is the Scripture upon truth-ramparts.
Conquer unbelief as well as skepticism’s mockery
Thru the Lord’s Word along certainty’s victory.
Face confusion with godly wisdom and knowledge
Seek the omniscient Creator and His prudence acknowledge.
Be a champion of righteous courage despite your weakness
Humbly yield to the Master; rely on His grace-mightiness.
*1Timothy 6:12 Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses.
April 27, 2019
Fired-up toward stewardship-fervency
fight fiercely the good fight of faith*
fleeing to God's firm empowerment
freed from fatal vain selfishness
filled fully by the Holy Spirit
fueled to serve the Lord
fed thru His Word!
*1Timothy 6:12 Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses.
March 13, 2019
Alliteration with verse form
1st place, "ALL YOURS (Mar 15)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/15/2021.
Two ladies named Jan and named Lin
professed a forgivable sin
they cornered a dragon
wrung her in a flagon
and gave her away as cheap gin
The old dragon's name was Jooling
who had a habit of drooling
she couldn't stay dry
on ground or in sky
around her urine kept pooling
The ladies had had quite enough
The dragon smelled like bad stuff
so after they did drain her
to cement they did chain her
and threw her sad stench off a bluff
Into the ocean dragon fell
on hitting water she did melt
The girls were relieved
at what they'd achieved
and glad to be rid of the smell
They went on to gain great success
without all that putrefied mess
their poetry was renowned
no matter where it was found
The dragon's now fish food they guess