Once upon his signet ring
a maxim true and wise,
Which, Gave him counsel,
for every change or chance:
'Even this shall pass away!'
II.
Trains through the sand
Brought gems
Fleets
Brought pearls
But Treasures wealth?
the King would say;
'Even this shall pass away.'
III.
In his court, the sport,
When the palms
Burned with clapping
He, Cried, O loving friends of mine!
'Even this shall pass away.'
IV.
Lady fairest his queen.Pillowed
Whispering to his soul,
Mortal flesh must come to clay:
'Even this shall pass away.'
V.
Fighting on Soldiers bleeding
Groaning Pain is hard to bear,
But with patience day by day,
'Even this shall pass away.'
VI.
Towering Twenty cubits in the air,
Rose statue carved in stone.
Gazing Asked
what is fame?
Fame is but a slow decay:
'Even this shall pass away.'
VII.
at the Gates of Gold,
Spake he
Life is done, but what is Death?
Fell a sunbeam on his ring,
Showing by a heavenly ray --
Even this shall pass away'
(Blackout of The King's Ring by Theodore Tilton)
My dear, like the fragrant bloom, thou art health
and beauty to my soul, and blood to my
dry veins and starving marrow such free wealth
of life which for joy grateful eyes do cry.
Beloved, though far removed from me in years,
and distant in miles, thou art near in heart;
so, love is here and sorrow disappears,
for in spirit we're never far apart.
But though I'm exalted by your rare mind,
and find comfort in your warm words of love,
for which I treasure and so must remind
myself, that we shall always rise above.
Though I am weak, for thee I shall be strong,
my love, for we will triumph before long.
Where shall I go?
Where to seek solace?
This commotion engulfs me, like a hurricane untamed.
They say 'tis time to choose,
But what shall I choose?
Myself or the mirage they made of me?
Shall I follow the footsteps I long carved before?
Or break free of all constraints and wish for the best?
What shall I choose?
MyseIf or the mirage they made of me?
Deep within, I quiver, for the much awaited metamorphosis "Oh she will not let us down", they say
But now I see it true, I was never a mere reflection of you
The day dawns arid and dry,
even the houseflies refuse to come out.
Whatever shall the old uncles do
to count the minutes until sunset?
It really doesn’t matter much,
it’s ashes to ashes; dust to dust.
Shall I compare thee to a hunter skilled?
Thou art more fluffy and flearidden:
Rough winds do not shake thou steady gaze,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a pelt;
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shine,
And often is thou fur untrimmed;
Yet small rodents are but divine,
But cat’s evolved everchanging limbs;
But thy eternal hunter shall not fade.
Thou’s opals are like owl’s.
And such, thou is feared in sunlight and the shade
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as rats can breathe or their eyes to see,
So long lives thou claws and gives purpose to thee.
When dawn on the valley came singing anew,
And the heavens were painted a glorious blue,
I lifted my voice with a grateful refrain,
For mercy had called me from sorrow and pain.
The Lord is my Shepherd, my refuge, my guide,
A fountain of hope through the years that abide;
His promise shall carry the weary and worn,
Like music that rises with each golden morn.
I’ve wandered through shadows where troubles have grown,
Yet grace gave me courage and strength of my own;
The Savior stood near in the trials I knew,
And opened the pathway where faith could shine through.
So sing, all ye faithful, with joy in your song,
For heaven’s great kingdom is mighty and strong;
The love of the Father shall ever remain,
A blessing of comfort through sunshine and rain.
When my final hymn reaches the heavens above,
I’ll rest in the arms of eternal love;
For souls that are humble and steadfastly pray,
Shall find everlasting and glorious day.
When all seems lost the sun still rises ~
AP: 1st place 2026
The price is paid, the blood is shed..No
devil in hell will make our bed.' The pearl
Once purchased cannot be sold.' No one
Should start again the refrains, dead and
Old.'
Or strew such
Treasure before the pigs..Who tear the
Soil and but shallow dig.' Who grunt at
Wisdom.' And scream at the wind, that
Blows ill or good..What matters it them.?
All for the slaughter, act like this, as unholy
Demons shudder and hiss, they stir up the
Wars and all thats amiss.' Remove our
focus from such; I àsk you Lord' may peace of the spirit bind all Jesus's people in one direction; mind and accord.!
And you shall know the truth
But what good will it do
If no one believes you
I am experiencing different emotions
I will not be swallowed up by the ocean
My fears will not bound me
My doubts will not derail me
I shall push and prevail
I shall fight and excel
I took it upon myself
to conquer my fear
I had enough of living
with excessive caution
Never again would I shudder
at the threat of water
I would become the epitome
of courage for all to see
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
You shall be in my place,
Until you kept it real.
Your thigh were my comfort,
Until no one can replace.
my words aren't heard,
Until you were eerie.
All innocent humans redeemed through Christ.' Who you have caused to die are now observing each throw of the dice, you
Won no power, with their deaths you caused..And stand in error..Oh fie on you all. For humanity stands despite the lies in
The now and eternity.' Under a loving Gods
Eyes.' Who gave you a stage.' To display all
You are.' Just as with herod ceaser and pharoah and lucifer that star.' They all revelled in their power.' And caused immense pain..For they percieved their
Special status would never wane.' So they
Built their treasuries..Yet outside of God reign.'
Which is allowed..' Yet is in sheols
reekless deeps its plain..God now
owes them no-thing.' And no thing exists of itself.' Watch
As for isreal temporal realm..That no more
Wrestles with God'
the world is turning, soon to
Be allowed to tear
Them down.) In the main.)
What shall we do
What shall we do about Jesus
Now that Easter is over and gone?
We must never, no never forget Him
And just travel on, travel on.
We need Him, we need Him
Each step of the way
And He never will leave us, forsake us,
He knows that we need Him today.
So see Him today, resurrected
Our triumphant, glorious King
Yes, turn your eyes upon Jesus
Keep looking, keep looking at Him.
“Death makes gone a good Daddy’s body but not their light strong enough to spend endless time shining for their child." .... poet
Not one time
had weighty concerns
claimed his face.
No doc words
seized confident displays from
his eyes or gestures.
Hurt hit her
hard while her dad lay
pondering
it seemed each
health test result returned but
not with fear or scorn.
Eyes on hers,
He last sighed, ‘daughter,
when I go
I shall stay
close and above as star glow,
sparkling joy for you.’
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