a Christina’s View poem
Perhaps an inner calm we feel
Even when in the world we reel,
Any leeward port we appeal
Care for us against raging wind,
Embrace us when the veil is thinned,
moreso when we stand chagrined
in light of your most holy sight~
when darkness attempts to benight
us in shadows of sinful blight.
The shadows say it’s up to us
but that’s just putrid rotting puss
forged in hellfire, satan’s dark truss…
If I had the wings of a dove
I would fly to realms above~
but merciful Jesus sends love.
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NOTE: Christina's View is an Acrostic invented verse in the frame of 5 classic triplets. It was introduced by Christina Jussaume who recommends the first letter of the first six lines spell CHRIST, spelling out any word or phrase works too. The elements of Christina's View are:
1. stanzaic, written in any number of triplets.
2. syllabic, all lines are 8 syllables.
3. rhymed, aaa bbb ccc etc.
4. an acrostic, it is recommended the first letter of the first six lines spell out CHRIST.
~Poetry Magnum Opus
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Sometimes He loads in pixels,
a grainy salvation~
buffering between commandments,
Wi-Fi faith flickering
in the dead zones
of my doubt.
No monthly subscription,
but the downloads are heavy~
whole lifetimes buffering
while the algorithm of grace
recommends another parable,
another plague.
You can’t skip the ads:
forty years in the desert
is unskippable suffering,
but the next episode
might be manna.
No parental controls~
And though His servers never crash,
the app sometimes freezes
when you pray.
No customer service number,
just the swirl of a silent,
omnipotent sky.
No one ever recommends beef stew
~ except the waiter serving you
It’s wonderful and rare to laugh
Or smile for two hours straight.
It happens when you get to see
A comic who’s first-rate.
Last night we joined the audience
At New York’s famed Town Hall,
Amid the crowd of fervent fans
Who follow Robyn Schall.
Her comedy is special
And to everyone appeals,
As the funny stories of her life
She jokingly reveals.
By interacting with the crowd,
All thrilled to thus engage,
She extends the warmest welcome,
Calling some up to the stage.
With a few well-chosen videos
Security* provides,
We are treated to an inner self
That Robyn never hides.
For full disclosure, Robyn is
The daughter of dear friends,
Yet seeing her perform
My fair and square self recommends.
We all need laughter as the world
Gets grimmer every day.
“The Robyn Schall Experience”
Makes all that go away.
*Security is what Robyn calls her brother
Richie, who helps with her shows.
Eating too much food
is never any good
Puts one in a nasty mood
What to do? -- Eat some more food!
That'll solve everything, you'll feel so much better
tho to your refrigerator you'll feel like a debtor
Alternatively, you can take a vow of ascetism
tho it greatly restrict your athleticism
Of course, when all else fails, you can turn to Professor Google
whose algorithm recommends increasing Metamucil
As for me, I'm tearing my hair out
for it seems my appetite will never wear out
Nature has many gifts for you…
rivers, forests, mountains and hills;
how to use, on you, it depends.
You believe it or not, it’s true;
when you see them all, your heart fills;
friendly life…, nature recommends.
It tells you what things to pursue;
from it you can know many skills;
helps find your faults and make amends.
Your life, in its lap, you renew;
for you, it has so many thrills;
neglect not the signals it sends.
How to look beyond, mountains preach;
how to reach your goals, rivers teach.
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Trilonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Image Number: 2
Date: 24-06-2023
Placed 2nd
Everybody’s life is very
Different from our own,
For preferences and habits
Are just ours and ours alone.
It’s strange, but even family
And yes, our closest friends,
Will make choices not in sync
With what our being recommends.
Of course, there are no rights or wrongs -
Each person is unique
And finding what works best for us
Is what we all do seek.
I marvel at the ways in which
We choose from life’s buffet,
Our meals so varied though we face
The same exact display.
(This poem is political satire;
don't read if you think you may
be offended. No truth in any of it,
considered by many to be
tasteless -- Not meant to be taken
factually nor literally -- Sincerely, Joe)
New strain of Virus detected
just a minute ago! Predominately
in Democrat run cities and states:
Seems to be 3 trillion times more
infective. CDC is calling it the,
S.T.U.P.I.D. Variant. University Staffs
hard-hit! Early signs, loss of Sense-
of-Smell, Gullibility, and increased
fetish for Designer Masks. Best
detected by examination of Cancel
Cultures -- microscopes prohibited
per Fauci. The most vulnerable group
seems to be those who have already
had 4 doses and 2 boosters. To treat
Fauci recommends, 4 doses and 2 boosters
for everyone, preferably administered
as young as the womb to developing
fetuses by his personally trained
omnipotent physicians at Unplanning
Parenthood -- Biden and Pelosi
say, God Bless America!
You do not hesitate, everyone
laughs and giggles at you
You do not hesitate, where
you are rejected to stand
You do not hesitate, whenever
Someone recommends a cream
You do not hesitate, when
You are called as a Blacky
You do not hesitate, when
The world feel hesitate to accept you
You do not hesitate, when
you become a second choice
Oh! Woman, you do not hesitate
To mirror yourself as a Black woman
Be the real you....!!!
By George P. Lumayag
The unconscious speaks against facts,
But the conscious mind reasons out that ICT can guide him.
MS Word reminds him of his misspelled words,
Highlighted by Red wavy underline;
It reminds him of his choppy words,
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It also reminds him of his wrong structured phrases,
Highlighted by Blue wavy underline.
Grammarly.com recommends him the suitable words,
Highlighted by a command prompt.
Turnitin reminds him the copied phrases or sentences,
Highlighted by Red-Fill-in color to be paraphrased.
Youtube teaches the blind man to improve his English accent.
And it guides him to improve his speech in public speaking.
But such software or application could not remind him
On his unconscious impromptu speech.
Eye in the sky screams "dreams are not reality;" yet it flies impossibly on whirling bionic wings. "the force is a fantasy," laughs the big screen; yet it motions this ironically through ionic streams. "No power in an evergreen," shrills the factory; cutting from the same cloth that had allowed us to breathe. "That vision? A symptom of insanity;" suggests the PHD, and recommends fixing something so deeply rooted by consuming this repeatedly; denying this notion is the very definition of what you suppose we carry. "But don't you want to bee with everybody?" Whisper the walls and empty streets. Could it be that everything is simultaneously, as stone lock and river key? Would it seem that all we need to coax the dread of uncertainty, is to each weave threads of teachings, unique? Bound with an understanding sure as gravity, until we are warm in the cold of infinity, in a quilt of minds set free.
Someone recommends a book;
I put it on “Reserve.”
The list is often long enough
To actually unnerve.
Of course, I’m reading while I wait –
A novel from the shelves,
For some just seem to call my name
To advertise themselves.
So I am in the middle of
A story I’m enjoying,
When in my email there’s a message
Just a bit annoying.
The books I have been waiting for
Are ready for me now.
All 3 showed up together,
But I know not why or how.
Which means I have 2 weeks (no more!)
To get through all those pages,
A challenge I can’t meet
Even if every book engages.
Like many things I know, this is
A niggling little glitch,
Another fine example of
Why life is such a ….. stitch!
The best results don’t of necessity arise from shooting from the hip
Where far from conforming to best practices, impulsive characters
Whip up antagonistic emotions which rip
Apart intended outcomes and incite detractors
Into a frenzy
Whose course of action
Hazy, sleazy and uneasy
Becomes a distraction
That not only torpedoes intended objectives but also introduces obstacles
Which add layers of unwanted complexity
That nothing short of miracles
Whose dexterity
Sorts out
By dint of sheer luck
Because clouds of doubt
Entering the fray suck and pluck
Oxygen from nascent possibilities
Slain
In the course of inserting insensibilities
Lain
Bare at the doorstep of ineptitude
Thrown into the mix
Alongside the wrong attitude
Fix
Stressed at an inopportune moment
To make a statement
Meant to comment
On a positive element
Fares badly unless a skilled diplomat recommends conciliation
To forge ahead determinedly towards a breakthrough
Obtained by virtue of a give and take mission
That yields best outcomes right on cue.
Fired for mistakes I had not made,
the blame was like a razor blade.
Friction so strong, I felt afraid
until I prayed, until I prayed.
Fear held me tighter than a rope,
Facing my foe, I did not grope.
My work withstood the microscope.
Prayer gave me hope; prayer gave me hope.
Lesson learned, my new hope depends
not on my skills, nor "so-called" friends,
not on luck,, my faith recommends
God's dividends; God's dividends.
monotetra written February 11, 2017
for Brenda's contest on Lessons in life learned
Jehovah gave me two boxes to keep
One box was black the other was gold
In the black box, put the tears that you weep
Put your sorrows inside for it to hold.
The gold box is for all the joys you reap
My joys increased, blessings were manifold
The little black box felt as light as air.
Surprise, surprise, my sorrows were not there.
Jehovah, where did all my sadness go?
My dearest child, they are all here with me
Storehouses will open blessings will flow
Always trust in me, was his fervent plea.
I’ll carry your burdens, give me your woes.
My care will never fail; it is the key.
The meaning of the boxes is sublime.
Jehovah’s wisdom and justice are prime.
We have an excellent helper and friend.
We have nothing to fear, he’s always near
Our heavenly Father will help us mend
If we listen, then do our best to hear
Hearing means doing what he recommends.
He guides our steps. Makes the road smooth and clear
Because of him, our lives are desirable.
These truths I sang complete this parable.
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