RESURRECTED RHAPSODY-:-
reflective
acuity
intrinsic
quintessence
harmonized
with ETERNITY INTONATION
transitional
manifestation
consecrated
edification
infused
in INCOGNIZANT EXISTENCE
psychic
potency
invincible
exhileration
furbished
The bloody face of the Moon sets off stars,
that bright little spice within the darkness.
There’s a fighting spirit that’s raising ours
with it’s shadow that glows so luminous.
A life-force that sparkles with every drip
peppers the ground with a glittery hush.
When all those inhibitions start to slip
your inner passion responds with a rush.
As the heated colors brighten and change,
it shows you that a whole sky can open.
Feelings can be demanding to arrange,
sometimes the only way is with a pen.
This path’s unfolding and unexpected
but somehow it leaves you resurrected.
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midnight blues bled into dawn pinks
beneath her needle's patient rhythm.
scraps of my outgrown dresses,
Grandad's flannel shirt, threadbare at the elbows –
resurrected geometry.
her hands traced constellations
of mismatched calico and gingham.
thimble’s silver moon rose and fell
binding frayed edges
into something whole,
something warm against the dark.
Now, her hands rest
but what remains is a
cedar chest in which
her life’s work
is contained.
RESURRECTED DEAF
God heard and answered;
We seemed not to have heard Him:
Loud justice echoed!
"Memories buried in the wavering wash of time"
Here am I resurrecting with faith's glow
“Memories buried in the wavering wash of time”
Thankful for flowing grace along God’s blessing-stream
Awaking my hopeful heart midst miracles ready to unfold.
Vanquishing woes inflicted by yesterday’s agonizing plight.
Here am I, beholding eternity with triumphant bliss
That once succumbed to frustration-despair
Confessing weakness of human nature.
As my physique combats well-being degeneration
Striving to let family-reminiscences prevail
Here am basking around childhood mirth
Marked by loving and caring home.
Oh, I pray* for good health from the Lord
With functional mind and reaching-out hand
To continue my parents’ legacy of kindness glow… since
Here am I awesomely lingering, basking under their memories’ spell.
Philippians 4:6 *Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
May 27, 2025
1st place, "Choose a Line 2" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 5/29/2025
"Resurrected Dawn"
In twilight's hush, where shadows dance,
The Dire Wolf's howl, a haunting trance,
Echoes through the ravaged land,
As humans tremble, at their own hand.
The scientists' hubris, a fatal flaw,
Unleashed the beasts, in a world gone raw,
The T-Rex stalks, with calculated stride,
The Triceratops, with armor, does reside.
The Pteranodon's wings, a darkening sky,
As humans cower, with a desperate cry,
The Saber-toothed Tiger, with eyes aglow,
Prowls the ruins, where cities once did grow.
The planet's reborn, in a primal scream,
As ancient monsters, reclaim their dream,
The humans, a fragile, quivering throng,
Must adapt, or perish, in this resurrected wrong.
The Dire Wolf's pack, a ruthless might,
Hunts down the last, of humanity's light,
Yet, in their eyes, a glimmer of fear,
As they confront, the creatures they did bring here.
The world is lost, in a bygone age,
Where humans are prey, and beasts do engage,
Their primal instincts, a force so bold,
The future's uncertain, as the past unfold.
In this resurrected dawn, where monsters roam,
Humanity's fate, is a desperate, final home.
CRUCIFIED RESURRECTED TREE
Sage crucified tree,
gray, and buck naked, granted
spring's resurrection...
flow of awareness
intuitively intrinsic
channeled
through tunneled time
navigates
cognitive impulses
basic
incessant surge
of
enveloping waves
of enlightenment
through
timeless portals
of perception
reflective
opens up
floodgates of
bliss
pulse of time
vibrates
in
inner space
infinite
psychic frequency
resonant
tuned precisely
in
halcyon harmony
with intonation
of eternity
transitions
from
one manifestation
to another
modulated
by edified touch
of
sanctified soul
illumined
life force
invincible
abhors vacuum
pervasive
propels the essence
of existence
through
elusive emptiness
filled fervently
with
resurrected rhapsody
innate
a roughened garden
devil's claw over blossom
stones like dominoes
estate sale today
fingering through memories
grief cold uncaring
sold to the future
children bouncing on the grass
laughter resurrected
Poetic Form: Heptastich
I am
Aphrodite...
yielded from sea lather
and reached the shores of Cyprus on
a scallop's shell, symbol
of womanhood
and birth
I am
Aphrodite...
Homer sourced me as a
girl by Zeus and sea nymph, Dione,
and aphrodisiac
had influenced
my name
I am
Aphrodite...
a cause and effect for
incessant eyes aroused crusade
facing our guarded Mount
Olympus high
above
I am
Aphrodite...
unceasing prayers heard
by mere boldness and a taste test
from each sweeten apple
will direct me
to you
I am
Aphrodite...
petitions in the air
float endlessly, plucked graciously
by ivory doves to
be delivered
to me
I am
Aphrodite...
where I will recognize
you daily upon your first glance
into some looking-glass
beholding my
essence
I am
Aphrodite...
Olympian goddess
of love, beauty, procreation
also, satisfaction,
your every need
answered.
It is a night of sorrow,
a song of darkness,
As the hounds of hell cry out with madness.
I become petrified and begin tottering.
A Ominous shadow fast before me posturing.
The immortal one has awakened.
Evil shrouds his pale form, his raven
hair, And his full red lips.
They part slightly,
To taste the vital essence streaming from my weakened flesh.
With cold hands I'm held beneath him.
Now has become a night of shared vitality.
I'm unable to move, frozen in a trance.
I rise in a new life, for now I thirst.
Enclosed in eggshell
darkness
trembles the earth
aghast
mouth of rocks
cracked sighing
veil of temple
ripped up
tempest of fear
has scattered
wavering faith
of disciples
at the foot
of the Cross
are grieving
Mary
with few others
believing
flames in the
distance
from abyss
screeching
and howling
with glee
pouncing their win
over Christ
the Light
they think deceased
they can now
spread evil
with ease
from His Light
not having
to flee
eggshell
cracks open
third day
splendor of Risen
lights up
heaven and earth
and disciples
return with Him
to sup
rejoice lovers of love
sing
spring birds
His song
ring bells of the sky
Angels
with trumpet
and lyre
rejoice for truly
is risen
His blood our sins
has forgiven
all believers
united rejoice
with His Father
has united us
in love
and the Spirit
in the glory of
their joy
Fourth Place Winner: Brian Strand-Premiere 1457-3/30/26
First Place Winner: Brian Strand-Your Choice N -4/13/25
Tenth Place Winner: Regina McIntosh-Easter-3/25/24
Second Place: Regina McIntosh-Easter Contest-4/8/23of the cross
I
Why not love God, rather than people, too: the love of Creatures is the way to The Creator
II
Wesley's hymns include: "Heavenly Adam, Life Divine,/change my nature into Thine,"/ : Risen Jesus is The Perfect Adam.
God heard and answered
But I was not listening:-
Blessings still echoed!
GREEN
SLIVERED GRASS
RACES WITH A BLUR
WINDS DRYS N COOLS MY SKIN
THE HORSE I HIDE
CRIES IN DELIGHT
I RACE WITH DIGNITY.
Twilight sets...
AS A DAY DWINDLES AWAY
I RIDE FREEDOM'S TIDE
RACING WITH THE IMMACULATE SON
NEVER WINNING THE RACE
BUT TRIUMPHANT WITH GRACE
JUST RUNNING THROUGH THE COMING RAINS
VISIONS BLURS
AS I FLY FROM THE DYING OF NOON
GLIDING INTO THE RESURRECTED MOON.
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