Short Grand Scheme Of Things Poems
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There was a Butterfly
Who didn’t know how brief life was.
So every moment he lived was a lifetime
And every lifetime an Eternity
upon reflection
in the grand scheme of things
so little matters
Submitted on May 4, 2025 to contest YOUR CHOICE A sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
We're merely quests on this planet
lest we forget ~
Our life is but a wink
in the wake of eternity
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
Unity is illusionary,
A dystopia of thoughts and dreams
What is life but a fleeting thing in the grand scheme of things?
Freedom so precious and heavily bought
cannot compare to one loving thought.
Summer
draws its last breath
and surrenders power.
Autumn takes it's place, seasons change.
Mother nature reigns supreme; time passes.
Immortality is a dream.
Just as seasons change, death
comes to us all
Summer
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you’ve been around
the world and back
conquered skies
and sailed the seven seas
should you set your mind to it
I know nothing would stop you
from reaching out to me
wherever you or I may be
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on April 16, 2022
GRACE is neither earned nor deserved
IN the grand scheme of things, all need grace
FAVOR is very similar to grace
TECHNICALLY, God's grace is generalized,
and His favor is specialized
SALVATION through Christ is indeed a gift
NEW AGE DYNAMICS 7
New ways for new ideas
Emerging and emergent
Upon these lovely shores
Everywhere with abundance
Where the question is
The answer in a cocoon
In-sync with possibility
And no one is left behind
In the grand scheme of things
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
03 October 2019
Singapore
You try to control me and I don't know how to resist, you make me feel small so I have no way to exist. I am but miniscule in this world we live, my life worth nothing in the grand scheme of things. All this hatred and all this fear so pointless and unnecessary but lasting for years. Tell me now what do I do? How do I escape? Is there a way to make my way back? Will I ever be free or am I trapped?
Form:
As your beauty commands my attention I ponder my place in the grand scheme of things.
Were it not for my weakness she might lose her vanity which masks itself in a lovers promise of tomorrow.
As she walks by she uses her hypnotic curves to set abound a course to which I must act in accordance with her will.
She turned him into a junkie overnight. Pheromones being his narcotic to which there are no 12 steps to healing.
A bird is a wonder
flying in the air
hopping on the ground
or warbling a song
Pure entertainment all day long
A bird is a curiosity
cocking his head this way and that
sucking a worm from the ground
so juicy, so fat
An aerial and arboreal acrobat
A bird is a parent too
in the grand scheme of things
building a nest for babies
until they take wing
Gently nurturing, fiercely protecting
Listen to poem:
fresh autumn crispness
fills my lungs in early morn
as thoughts of you
swirl in my head
vagrant stray musings
weigh heavy on my heart
we’re not the youths
we used to be
back when no strings
meant no consequences
yet at the same time
so very little matters
in the grand scheme of things
except in matters of the heart
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on September 12, 2021 for HELLO SEPTEMBER contest sponsored by MYSTIC ROSE ROSE