Holiness and Righteousness seem far away
out of our human reach, it seems
but listen to God's voice through Paul
brings hope for God desires to redeem
But the Apostle here speaks from God
to put on the new self by His Spirit
without God's help, it can't be done
by His Holy Spirit's action within a minute
Christ comes and dwells within
to work in our hearts by His grace
providing His imputed righteousness
so this new creation portrays His face
As well as this greatest of gifts
Christ also brings His holiness
revealing His Father as three times holy
fills one with eternal timelessness
Christ is the architect of this gift
marking HIs image within His creation
now able to say righteousness and holy
knowing Christ in His heavenly nation
Night was falling and she waited but the phone stayed silent.
Life was out there for the taking but she refused to move on.
What was the use? Her mind was made up, she would wait.
She would keep waiting till there be no waiting left to do.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
“No costume can make one more beautiful than a sweet smile. So, smile as much as you can. It will loosen your muscles and lighten others’ hearts.” ~ By Poet
Try to spread some cheer with a happy smile,
Giving a feeling that life is worthwhile.
Smile lightens the tedium of the mile,
Warming many hearts without any guile.
By creating in others a sweet smile,
We're scripting for us a better profile.
A sweet smile can make everything look bright,
Igniting the dark world with dazzling light.
It can lift everyone from sorrows blight,
Making the murky lives filled with delight.
A smile can brighten even the dark night,
Removing from all, sorrow’s harsh onslaught.
A smile can calm even a troubled sea,
Bringing such benign peace to you and me.
Maybe it's the face that we put on,
That makes us feel like everything is alright,
But we are all soo broken,
That it weighs heavily when we take it off at night.
We play pretend,
Like we know what's going on inside,
But the truth,
It's always been a losing fight.
We are all born grey,
All of us are,
May be some darker than others,
The ones drowning at the bar.
We are all losing the fight to life,
It was from the beginning, a losing bet,
The tiny glimpses of love and happiness blinds us,
The truth! We are all trying to get by before death.
Life gets us all,
It spares not a single one,
So put that face back on again,
Atleast try to have some fun,
So put that face back on again,
And find that reason under the sun.
When you look into my eyes
I put on a disguise
I am forever filled with hatred
You act as if everything is sacred
When you act like you are wise
I put on a disguise
You will walk away
I am always filled with rage
When I look to you, I criticize,
I put on a disguise
This, not revealed for years.
Now it puts me to tears
Should a woman put on trousers?
Yep: ones that don’t men make browsers:
That let Top Secrets remain secret;
Documents eyes should not just meet:
Trousers that won’t hatch Internets,
Lust cause to beat its castanets…
Trousers fully masking Womanhood,
Easily The Misunderstood:
Sometimes, seeming to say “Draw close,
So that you may pick up your Rose…
Women may be free with trousers
But trousers could turn howitzers:
Pastors and Imams gunning down,
Priests causing to smile who should frown,
Maiden forcing to dump her gown;
Strongly shake the firmest crown!
And may men put on the skirt?
Yeah: if their trousers packed up dirt
And nearing it could image hurt
Worse than a woman’s for Shirt.
let’s go beachcombing at midnight
we’ll get a nice moontan, although slight
and maybe we’ll find a stray camellia
straight from the shores of sunny Astraylia
I had a friend, an adroit dreamer
he hung himself with a guitar string
and then I met you, my avid diva
so put on your shoes, your dancing shoes
and let’s dance swing while beachcombing
I’m too flummoxed and too transfixed
from what was there among the debris
a message in the bottle – for us
and I’m under your spell now, bewitched
since you’re a virgin child of the sea
and together we can truly be free
dancing the swing every night with no fuss
Put on your night shoes, my beautiful dear,
and put on your gossamer gown.
Adorn your neck with the iridescence
of opal, and let your hair down!
Your tresses cascading – a blonde waterfall -
let them flow! Then to emphasize
a chatoyant sheen, use the jet black
of liner on your jade green eyes!
On lips that are dulcet, use a soft pink
like cherry tree blossoms in spring.
Flourescence they’ll see with you on my arms,
for darling, you’ll be flowering!
Dinner; then on the pool deck we’ll Samba,
and under a plethora of
stars we see dancing above our cruise ship,
we will outshine them all with our love!
May 19, 2019 for Anthony Slausin's Night Shoes Poetry Contest
Trump Put On Some Shoes Horn Haiku
Trump Put On Some Shoes;
Discovered he had loose screws;;
Women would abuse.
Jim Horn
We Would Put on Pants and Shirt
We would put on our pants and shirt,
Then after that were placed on alert;
Were well trained;
Even when rained,
And we had ended up hitting the dirt.
Jim Horn
E-ach day, put on the wedding ring,
D-on't hide it from the sunlight;
W-ear it wherever you are,
I-n the middle of the
N-ight.
&
J-ust put on the wedding ring,
O-r the love will slowly fade;
R-emain faithful forever,
I-nstead of being afraid.
A-pril nineteenth Wednesday,
R-emember your day of marriage;
A-n anniversary is important,
R-egardless of your age.
A-fter years of living together,
C-ouple's union is a blessing;
A-im to last a lifetime,
P-ut on the wedding ring.
How did I find such a man as this?
How can we share such happiness?
Of course I said yes, I put on the ring
Excited, elated, of what the world will bring
But more than the wedding- the frills and the lace
It's to be forever within his tender embrace
C-old chilling raindrop
H-as left Monday night;
R-ising sun above the horizon
I-s setting things aright.
S-eventh day February breaks,
T-wilight and dusk are over;
I-t's a beautiful Tuesday,
N-ew light is brighter than
E-mber.
M-ake the room cool,
A-s you start to air-condition;
G-reat birthday is warmed,
N-ice jacket is put
O-n.
F-riday twenty-seventh January
L-ets the new dawn break;
O-pening the day with warmth,
R-ays erase the heartache.
E-arly morn has broken,
N-o more mist in the meadow;
C-old chill has vanished,
E-ven the deepest sorrow.
F-ill your heart with thrill,
U-nder the blue skyline;
L-et the clouds stay white,
G-ood weather remains fine.
E-very ocean or sea
N-ever hides from the beacon;
C-omfort and safety are certain,
I-f the life vest is put
O-n.
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ALL OUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER COME FROM GOD ABOVE.
WE ARE A PREFECT MATCH MADE FROM GOD ABOVE.
OUR HEART ONE TOGETHER WITH EACH OTHER IN LOVE.
FOR THE LOVE WE HAVE FOR EACH OTHER IN OUR HEART S AT THE STARTS.
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