Short Gladdens Poems
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Poetry is a blessing
Like rain falling softly
on the meadow
Like morning dew
glistening in sunlight
It gladdens hearts
and sustains the world
Your name brings life to my soul
Your smile gladdens my heart
Your voice gives strength to my drive
Your breath is an endless fragrance
Your warmth reassures me
Of an endless love that I crave
Seeing more goodwill to every child, woman and man.
Finding kindness and generosity wherever eyes span.
Hearts warm, greetings hearty, happiness this season.
It gladdens us to know that Jesus is the reason.
By the street lamp I savor
my cherry-cola snow cone
while licking deliciousness
from a mound of shaved ice as
I slowly sip its sweet tang
and relish at intervals
nibbles from a lemon bar
whose icing gladdens my tongue
noontime rain gladdens the heart so,
leaves sway, glisten upon the bough,
as moist crystals drip and fall slo-mo,
each parachuting on a mini-rainbow,
just to smooch the wet, grasses below !
Leaves sway, glisten upon the bough,
noontime rain gladdens the heart so,
silver drops drip and fall slo-mo,
each parachuting, floating slow,
haloed by a mini-rainbow,
down to smooch the wet grass below!
S-ing a joyful song for you,
H-appy tune gladdens the day;
I-n the beautiful blue sky,
E-arly morn brightens the gray.
L-ight from the morning sun shines to bathe your heart;
A-iming to warm your life, evening shadows and dusk depart.
P-ray to God on sixteenth January,
A-nd thank Him for another year;
N-ever doubt HIs wisdom and power,
O-ne love of God will always be near.
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It was all a sorry mistake
the judge and warden say,
and so, after twenty years,
they finally set him free;
strange, but freedom no longer
gladdens him in any way.
Leaning on a hoe, he gazes
at the prison garden plots,
sees in his tilted shadow
the past outpace the present,
and what's left of the future
the past has overtaken!
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Portrait
This portrait of you gladdens me
It looks like you; depravity
you’d hate it, friend
it’s pitiless,
displays your foul malignity.
Your smile, well
it’s ominous
vampiric canine alias.
The painter tried to hide that smirk
to cover sleaze in fancy dress,
not all paint can cover murk.
He captured your peculiar quirk,
that nostril flare of snobbery
you were a nasty piece of work.
Hoping I will rest
Best I can in comfort arms
Finished with life’s test
We all need sweet sleep
We, like sheep, roam and wander
Tired, so make no peep
Oh, pray fervently
I cast my sorrows away
Wept deep inside me
His love is endless
He grants us sweet sleep for life
Gladdens our distress
In need of wisdom
Also, I reap beauty sleep
Where’s future Kingdom?
Coping with tired eyes
Best I can in harmless light
Satisfaction cries…
And I began to sing and write poems,
For her love, for her beauty,
This African beauty.
Wording the words I have never aired,
Wearing the smile of smiles.
If only she knew,
That my heart beats for no one else than her,
That I think of nothing else than her,
That my world ceases to exist without her.
If only she knew,
How my heart gladdens
And sing praises to the creator
Each time she’s by my side
And if only she knew,
That I’m in love with her.
From a distance I saw the way she was staring at him
I couldn't possibly fathom what she felt cos I haven't been in
He must have captured her heart and ‘fort knoxxed’ it
I could see the love drool from her eyes and I loved it
Loved seeing that look and wish I were at the end of those eyes
Not exactly hers, but to be like that is someone's heart
I admire such beauty in love and it gladdens my spirit from within
I wish I could step into his brogues and experience it feels
Music plays
Body sways
Feel the beat
Tap those feet
Pleasant mood
Interlude
Back to work
Mustn't shirk
Garden first
Flowers thirst
Tackle weeds
Scatter seeds
Feed the fish
Bodies swish
Mow the lawn
With a yawn
Roses pruned
Nose perfumed
Time to pause
Go indoors
Cup of tea
Gladdens me
Hear the news
Get the blues
Switch to song
Sing along
Spirits raised
God be praised!
16.09.20
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