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Blasted Bone

Blasted by these days and hours?
Know thee not alone!
Cursed dog, how ye devours!
Build thy throne of bone!

Dark fire, whistle through each vein!
I am God and Death!
Coming wrath, art thou insane?
Dragon, fire thy breath!

Vampire, hide thy coffin well.
Witch,  thy favorite spell.
O for Heaven without Hell! 
Hear me, wedding bell!

Thought-spark, sing in me! Bright bold!
I must find more gold!
What to have and when to hold?
How it's getting cold...

Rabid is the ravine? When?
Does it need to be?
Sacred vision, then again!
Prophet, poet. Mead!

Doom and Death, thy coworker.
How I must requite!
Cast, enchantment! Slick and sure!
Erebus means Night!

Volcano above me?
Well, Capacocha's dark.
Say a word for fancy-free!
Covenant, Boy, and Ark!

The Sea of Hope

Written: May 11, 2025, for contest by Joseph May

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A crimson sky breaks the distant shore,  
Whispers of dawn amidst a quiet uproar.  
The sea exhales a deep-seated hope,  
Awakening dreams where echoes cope.  

Sailing through the waves, the sails expand,  
Symbols of bravery, a gently twirling strand.
The horizon promise shines as a bright guide,  
Leading my spirit beyond the dimming side.  

From the shadows, the wings of time ascend,  
Caressing sunlight with lofty dreams, transcend.
On paths yet to be discovered, hearts reignite;  
Every step becomes a life that is requite.

Raw Red

Raw? Depends on what you saw.
Disaster? From jaw.
Who's the master? Real or raw?
Melee, mighty, maw...

Peoples of the ocean blue?
Vehicles to ride?
What exactly do we do?
Heaven and Hell, hide?

Tide of all tomorrows!
I requite you each!
Surcease of our sorrows?
It must be in our reach!

Peaches grow in gardens?
An orchard is the place.
Wolverines dwell deep in dens!
Rage lurks on the face!

Tyrant of the desert storm?
He's been keeping warm?
Hornets, scorpions, on swarm!
Foment, O my form!

Charm around the ruler's neck?
This will keep safe lords?
Sullen summertime, thy speck.
Light of Sin, fill gourds.

Judgement? For a prophet?
By what right, sir, and when?
Now? Well, this is, Tophet.
O dragons, from thy den...

Describe, Script

Unnumbered army etheric;
Dost thou oppose his rule?
Prefer then the nerves a-prick!
Utmost, adverse, school!

Dubious battle on those plains?
Heaven, must ye fall?
Throne afire? Wait for the rains!
Field, get rid of all!

All is lost? Nowhere I've seen.
Unconquerable will.
Only in a dream, machine!
Immortals, pay bill.

Vengeance study? Thus requite.
Courage, doth submit?
Hatred, sing in me and fight!
Enemies to quit.

Nine full days and nights ahead?
Tartarean gloom.
Tonight we dine with the dead.
Red lighthouse a-tomb.

Abashed, devil? But you stood!
Awful, history? Good!
Naga tomb, thy neighborhood.
Nether regions, brood.

Gift to my Sweetest Lover

What can I give you, my sweetest lover
    You, who have flaunted the world to me
        Unleashed the chills, and the thrills that cover
            The fluttering earth and the howling sea?

What must I give you, my sweetest lover
    I ought to requite the things you gifted
        My desperate soul you restored and uplifted
                Responded with passion to its dying plea?

What shall I give you, my sweetest lover?
    This wretched gift that breaks the heart in me
        I bid you this so you may discover
                I have hit the road — left my lover free

-

Oppenheimer

~ Such irony Creation would devise
a mind that holds the secrets Hell conceals.
‘Tis blasphemous that man would improvise
a conduit that prophecy reveals.
  ‘Tis but a curse to be the chosen one
and know its secrets dwell within your mind
and if unveiled, the world would come undone,
for Revelation bides within design.

  ‘‘Tis feared requite that shackles fire unbound
as light and darkness seek to set it free.
But in those minds where thoughts of Hell resound,
we pray that reason never turns the key.
 The mind of man was destined to unveil
    a sentience where evil notions dwell.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO LOOKS ON OUR AFFLICTION

April 8 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Samuel 16-18

Key Verse – 2Samuel 16:12  It may be that the LORD will look on mine affliction, and that the LORD will requite me good for his cursing this day.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO LOOKS ON OUR AFFLICTION	

Praise be to God for looking on our affliction by His:
Leadership and protection along His guidance
Life-propping principles toward our gearing
Loving pardon midst His graciousness
Lifting-up peace against gloom 
Light to propel our gratitude   

2Samuel 17:7 Praise be to the Lord Who gives us 
good counsel that is always: 
Timely during trials 
True and trustworthy 
Teaching us to triumph 
Tested for our testimony
Tenacious against traitors

2Samuel 18:27-28 Praise be to the Saviour for
good tidings of His:
Biblical salvation of eternal best
Blissful character trait-building
Beneficial ministry business
Beautiful legacy-brand
Bountiful blessings. Amen!

April 8, 2024

A Force

He mistook her kindness for weakness. 
That was when she rose
with eyes full of fire
a song full of mirth
and a heart infused with love. 
This same compassion that 
she showed others, 
she had learned to show herself. 
He hesitated... 
he hadn't known
she was a different kind of fire... 
she was a different kind of love.. 
she was a different kind of song. 
The way she fought for others, 
she had finally learned 
to requite in love for herself,
And that was a force
to be reckoned with.

You Want To Requite My Love;

You want to requite my love;
   You already have with a ring
And many years of life
   So this I command you to bring:

A bouquet of chocolate flowers –
   Each with a nice, dark button
Comparable to your eyes –
   And a fragrance as divine.

Put it together with care –
   Tape it inconspicuously –
Present it when I’m caught unawares
   And you have hours to give me.

Such a bouquet – bright and simple –
   As native as the mourning dove –
Would be a challenge worthwhile
   Your time and your love.

When Doves Cry In Maui

The fires they breach far and wide
yet leaving no nest not low or high
the closer it gets the farther we fly
wind swept smoke clouding the eyes
distance by distance higher the height 
homes all gone as we struggle for life
sometimes surrounded, safety in flight
leaving those behind who could not fight
Land for a moment till heats comes nigh
then keep going or else die
no creature is spared behind in sight 
a burning retreat required requite
in the darkness of night fleeing the light
that consumes all in it's way
the closer it gets panic and fits
it causes without delay
through it all that endless request 
we make from day to day
grant us life a way to live
and a way to get away
It cannot burn the ocean
and it cannot burn the sand
a wall of safety so secure
till fuel is turned to ashes
the terror is past and we've been asked
is there anything left behind
then and there at that moment
I knew when doves cry

Springtime

What a beautiful woman I have the pleasure to know
And to give all my love to, although I can't show
It outwardly, maybe one day
The chance will come and to her face I can say
That I love her, that she means the world to me
And she would hug me and kiss me and I would then be
Floating on petals, living my dream
If you looked in my eyes you'd notice a gleam
And the birds would be singing and my world would be right 
For I found my companion now who can requite

Livestream

The times are few and far between
When I just play and you just sing
And in those times, at least for me
Exist tacit moments of pure esprit
Did you ever have the perfect day,
One that you didn't want to fade away?
If I could freeze a moment there
I'd save it for my future fare
Recalling to my heart's delight
While never having to requite

My Mind's Candlelight

"What is life but a secession of preludes to unwritten words"
                   Quote..." Constance La France "


Memories contain my mind's candlelight
as death will come like a setting sun
My life's final breath becomes a long night

In its dim-lit shades, I'll find what was right
the years I know have already begun
Memories contain my mind's candlelight

All that is left are the poems I will write
that show a life lived I could not outrun
My life's final breath becomes a long night

My days and nights turn before they take flight
with my written words of passion undone
My memories contain my mind's candlelight

When I die they'll find poems to recite
even if they are read-only for fun
My life's final breath becomes a long night

To those I love, I will  leave my requite
as I've shared my years, life's circle has spun
Memories contain my mind's candlelight
My life's final breath becomes a long night


11/15/22
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sponsor Constance La France

Pure Love

Amazing, His grace falls across my soul
Lifting me up, stirring such perfect light
Assuring me of One who will console
Breathing hope into me so I’m alright
He silences all doubt so I feel whole
Yearning for love that will always requite
Listen to His whisper – gentle peace
This wonder of pure love will never cease





OTTAVA RIMA Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS
September 4, 2022

For Oscar On His 8th Birthday

I feel it in your heart and in my own,
  and its spirit is a joy to the world -
far you have come and I will it beknown
  that you are the love and light of my soul.
Never lose faith or wickedness requite
  or by doing become all you begrudge -
always in the tumult of wrong do right
  and let the haughty over this world judge.
If one truth is mine to tell let it be
  that no father ever loved his son more -
thus do I with the fondest frequency
  affectionately hold and gaze in awe.
Behold! I see a lamb with a lion’s heart,
I see my whole and you its greatest part.


            Written: March 2008

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