Short Crises Poems

in the midst of a
financial crises, I thank
God for His riches...

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Crises test our Faith
They shake us to our roots, then
   Restore our Strength again...

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At the time of crises
All seek any means
In mind call Almighty
Crises leave it empty....

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An Odd Man In Montreal

There’s an odd man up in Montreal
Who’s young in the spring and old in the fall
In March—Let’er rip!
In September—Oh, my hip!
His mid-age crises he has in St. Paul

2/1/22...

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Annoying, these crises of goals,
ending with sweet words which consoles,
although a punch could do.
So let us stuff them full of sweet,
until they can’t stand on their feet.
Watch as their plans fall through....

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World Crises 
Miracle Man
6-8-2022

In times of crisis the foolhardy question,
has God abandoned us, on this road we trod?
Quite the contrary, its man’s transgression,
and he, who has turned his back on God.
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Every day my first cup of coffee is most enjoyed
sitting alone in a cushioned chair on my lanai
when all the thoughts and ideas with which I toyed
seemed like logical solutions to world crises, then I
wondered why no one really gave a fig....

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tranquility bliss
midst conflicts, crises' billows...
peace* of God prevails

*Philippians 4:7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

May 31, 2019

Edited on June 9, 2019...

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What Crises

It's Just like always
the rich got richer and the poor got poorer
but soon comes the time for change
when the poor ole working man will take a stand
against the wealthy that own the land
and I'm sure it will happen time and again
at least until the bitter end
my freind
at least until the bitter end...

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This is my wish to the world,
Let the boys and girls be happy
Let there be peace and harmony
And the air fill with a joyful noise,
Broken hearts find hope and future
Sound of war and inflation meltdown;
Light lifted up and it shines brighter and
Earthquake, mayham and economic crises cease.;
We are here for all of us in the world....

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Flying a kite in an electrical storm
      Frying an egg in the desert sand
   Parachuting into a big, red barn
      Pitching a tent in quicksand

   My army training prepared me well
      Stayed calm midst crises, never yelled
   The consummate pro... 'til I babysat five kids one night
      Said, "Go to sleep now, kids," and turned out the lights...

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No one keeps memory anymore
of ancient songs that remembered winters...
No one writes these hot songs anymore
  that extol the summer...
it seems sadness and joy
are things that are outdated...
We live today only to overcome crises,
there is no  poetry,
romance is gone...
It seems that we don't dream anymore...!
What a life is that, what a crazy world this is......

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In these days of Zoom and Gloom
    'round every bend, crises loom

  Paranoid extremists holding sway
    all the streets, they are one-way

  My friend today's my foe tomorrow
    his infinitesimalist joy, my gravest sorrow  

  Trolls and losers spook the young
    bullies silence their tender tongues...

  Now, as for what is to be done
    Patience, please ~ Long live the Sun!...

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Plagued with crises angst
heart fakes gloomy countenance 
yet faith sparks hope smile
glowing midst God's sublime peace*
to radiate triumph bliss.

*2Thessalonians 3:16 Now the Lord of peace himself give you peace always by all means. The Lord be with you all.

June 1, 2021
5th place, "Tanka" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by M. L. Kiser; judged on 6/3/2021....

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Mirth* in serving God is gracious pleasure
Blessing with provision bounty
Against crises-scarcity
Bringing us heaven’s treasure.

In ministerial service is joyous empowerment
Propelling us by the Lord’s righteousness
Along His counsel’s wisdom and truthfulness
To reach-out through His enablement.

*Ecclesiastes 8:15 Then I commended mirth …which God giveth him…

August 5, 2019...

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Downpour of God's grace*
Answers to fervent plight-tears
Great blossoms fruit-yields. 

Timely provisions
Abound in the Lord’s pasture 
Ending food crises.

Bountiful harvest
heaven’s great supply
Blessings midst dearth’s gloom!

*Romans 5:15 … Much more the grace of God, and the gift by grace, which is by one man, Jesus Christ, hath abounded unto many.

October 31, 2019...

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In the name of keeping peace
Russia raked up war at ease
Mounting conflicts and crises
Unleashing on Ukraine all vices...

When love and trust they needed
Bombs and shells strength wielded
Razing homes; raising death-toll
Morons made merry at Ukraine's fall...

Though broken into pieces
Ukraine's worth never ceases
It has held its head so high
Shaking citadels of pride to sigh...


05 March 2022...

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He leaned on his sword
They had asked for backup
He had arrived in time
The bloodied waters..
Was all he could now fathom
Summoned to avert..
A crises of epic proportions
The price was but too high
The cry ascending 
To the very heavens
Whispers of mercy..
Angels descending..
The battle had raged fierce
But now they had a lull
The worst was over
Yet why did he feel so empty
To hope and trust..
His calling was but just...

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Man explores outer space
     with probes and rocket ships,
whilst here the human race
     ebbs from the headlong tips

of balance: wars, famine,
     waste, hunger, crime, disease, 
and his wild greed worsens
     the earth's untold crises.

Why not spend the vast wealth
     of this world for the need  
here first, then explore space
     at light-speed (once we're freed

of what destroys our race)?
If not, we'll be replaced!...

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Thick frame, thin glasses, 
an old spectacles, 
a keep sake, 
a rarest inheritance
from my dearest dad.

Crises, tensions, frustrations…
Struggles, triumphs, delights…
Life had left its imprints
on my dad’s spectacles.

It betrayed him never; 
guided him always. 
It’s a mate of his eyes; 
nothing could part them
except an attack on heart.

Once he saw me, 
now I see him-
all through the same spectacles, 
black and white. 

Fabiyas M V...

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"Leave my house!"
     "Why?"
"Because it is mine"
   "How did you get?!
"From my brother"
   "How did he get it?"
"From my father"
   "And where did he get it?"
"He inherited it from my gandfather"
"No, he stole it!"
"He never steal from anyone"
"Yes , he did stole it from my father"
"He fought for it, he didn't steal it as you claimed"
"Then I will fight for it now for my father, he is the rightful owner"

(C) JCV
#nature# Africa#family crises#...

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In the shallows of dreadful meadows, 
the forgotten becomes the fergetful shadows, 
in pains 
we crush our little gains, 
the mill we grind, 
stirred with strokes behind. 
We let go our sorow, 
derive joy in d furrow, 
we gather to sing, 
as to aleviate our sting, 
the urge in us to complain, 
quenched by apathy in campaign, 
our venom rises, 
but depreciate as to our crises, 
and in the shallows of dreadful meadows, 
we become the forgetful shadows...

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The tale of us is at an end
and now all that is left
Is a sad, slow denouement
the dance of love bereft.
All the crises have been resolved
the plot, once thick, has thinned.
Our sets dismantled, stage empty,
because we’ve reached the end.
Our love was but a fantasy
of rainbows and moonbeams,
A dream rent by reality;
loves’ seldom what it seems.
The curtain on our play has closed,
now we play other parts;
Picking up the bits and pieces
left of our shattered hearts....

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Hoje e sempre creia:
o verdadeiro atraso ao progresso humano
é a pequenez dos sonhos
as crises,  
a falta da imaginação e do planejamento 
a pequena ação!
 
Entretanto, muito mais,
O verdadeiro obstáculo 
ao progresso humano 
é a dificuldade dos humanos 
reconhecer sua própria
potência interior,
sua divindade interior!
 
Portanto
Hoje e sempre:
faça a cada dia um pouco mais
reconheça a sua força,
a sua divindade
e chegue sempre
Onde quer que deseje!...

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Love is when Mama carried me
Her pains when I was coming
The beauty she saw in my eyes
Such that joy spiced her cries.

Love is when love begins in my heart
The grown passion in my chest part
The eyes that can behold
Feeling that makes you happy and cold.

Love is when I give you my food
With a heart of love and thought of good
When I could hunger for your fill
A peace that keeps my crises still.

Love is when I know God
And I take Him my Lord
Love in Himself
On such that I cling myself....

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