It used to be that silver threads
amidst the former hairs of gold
were felt by everyone to be
a certain sign that we were old.
Today we seniors have a chance
to have an age-defying head,
with thanks to Clairol color kits
to keep our crowning glory red
or black or brown or even blonde,
and thick and bouncy, full and lush,
to match our smooth unspotted skin
made fresh with powder, lipstick, blush.
We don’t give in to “arthuritis”,
dealing on our own with pain.
We meet with friends for lunch or tea
and sport a gaudy painted cane.
But some of us are just as happy
with the looks our years impart.
Gray or not, it doesn’t matter,
‘cause we’re young within our hearts.
Categories:
unspotted, age, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Letting Your Light Shine
By: Tom Wright
2/4/1998
Christian,
Keep your wick trimmed,
globe unspotted.
For yours,
might be the only light
your neighbor sees,
as they contemplate
changes in their lives
Categories:
unspotted, christian, light,
Form: Free verse
What's forever but never
Any urgency
Nor importance
Or any reason to rejoice
If we're always making noise
What's forever, never
Yours, mine
As we're everywhere in time
Forever, never
Blind
Knowing all we've left behind
Knowing everyone is fine
Just fine
As every breaking point unwinds
And the rolling never stops
Sisyphus
Unspotted at the top
Never hanging up the mop
Nor setting down the ball
That'll bounce and bounce
In a dizzying account
Of the stretching of the hall
The ripping of space
In it's expansion within
Its surely limited brace
Forever, never
Lie
For a question so unkind
To beg the breaking of a mind
That cannot barely grasp
The concept
Of forever
Unless we're in it
All of us, together
July 27, 2021
Categories:
unspotted, psychological,
Form: Rhyme
As what lights up, and suddenly
Gives it everlasting fame;
That once dim-walked part of it;
Or what sadder, dimmer
And ever unspotted, lane-sulked
For city's lonely shame;
At just the right time and place
With scroll a-flutter in hand
Fate's Archangel! In whose outline
Unfuzzed if foggier
What in the person of True Love
Before them now does stand.
Categories:
unspotted, angel, romance,
Form: Rhyme
Letting Your Light Shine
By: Tom Wright
Feb. 4,1998
Christian,
keep your wick trimmed,
globe unspotted.
For yours,
may be the only light
your neighbor sees,
as he contemplates
changes in his life.
Categories:
unspotted, light,
Form: Free verse
Found bloodied and mutilated bodies of
religious extremist murderers
As cadavers they lie beside
unshelled bullets and shells
Now lay dead, frozen with souls taken,
unmoved
Masters,raised them to be butchered,
unspotted
Their kin by birth cursed by the world,
immobilized
Death gives them punishment,sufferings,
impartially
World does not fear them rather they prey
themselves
Categories:
unspotted, death, dedication, destiny, evil,
Form: Free verse
Clean the screen, begone speck of dust
Whoops, that's home!
Dust to dust becoming
So insignificant
Bespectacled unspotted
Categories:
unspotted, nature,
Form: Free verse
The beautiful things of today,
tomorrow become outdated.
A Porsche building in the sixties,
is now numbered with the shanties.
The most recent and unspotted
models of choice vehicles may
soon be phased out from our cities.
Fashions and styles of yesteryears,
are today mocked by fellow peers.
Tastes are as much ephemeral
as our lives are temporal.
Categories:
unspotted, truth,
Form: Classicism
Jehovah is our righteousness
the Lord Himself is He
creator of all things existing
died for our sins on a tree
This one is all righteous
totally and fully in every way
pure unspotted from the world
our salvation He did pay
Righteousness describes our Lord
completely in His righteous shield
protecting us from the devil's darts
with His double edged sword ready to wield
Jehovah Tsidkenu our righteousness
our Lord Jesus the righteous king
imputing His righteousness alone
for that godly elect of His choosing
AUTHOR NOTES:The Lord our Righteousness (Jeremiah 23:6 Isaiah 61:1-11 KJV)
Categories:
unspotted, bible, god, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
The snow sifts down on my wintry world
and covers all with white;
I see it through the window now,
unspotted, sparkling, bright.
No one has marred its pearly face
with tracks of brown and gray;
it saddens me to think that soon
someone may need to pass this way.
Pretty flower faces,
please come peeping through the snow.
show us your lovely graces,
your satins and your laces;
let old man winter know he has to go.
It is time he did his packing,
his ice and snow quit flashing;
it is time he left and let spring breezes blow.
Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson
Categories:
unspotted, earth, nature, snow, spring,
Form: Rhyme
God required a sacrifice,
unspotted, perfect, clean;
nothing less than His own Son,
the sacrifice supreme.
His life was laid down willingly
to redeem lost, fallen man,
without protest, without a word,
my sacrificial Lamb.
His blood was shed, poured out,
my soul to purify;
the Spirit's all consuming fire
the sacrifice applies.
Blessed, holy Son of God,
sweet perfume, divine,
the essence of Your sacrifice
has won this heart of mine.
Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson
Categories:
unspotted, christian, easter, jesus, passion,
Form: Rhyme
Down on the waterfront, with a fine view of the bay,
Through autumn’s first of many leafs bathing Barnegat Bay on far-descended glory
See where the shivering sea-gulls go and play in year drops
All is a compliment to receive before those hungry lovers.
The ocean, blue by the depth water on-coming winter
And, driven by drifting winds off-shore a visitor smiled in front of this magnificence,
To find a pretty grace from God’s beginning.
The eye-filling day is full from the introductory clouds of flesh and yellow leaf
She will fall more and from the off-shore sea-gulls keep playing, and without
A sound they narrow in circle everywhere and a visitor must write a last
Note from his stay: a welcome-song on the grain of sand because more
Leafs will fall… More sea-gulls will fly and play, and, driven from this unspotted
Site, a visitor will kiss the sun and not spoil the natural work within him.
There is a trinity of consecrated laughers in such spectacle to whom
We poets dream and through light and show of autumn how picturesque New Jersey
Glowing underneath the sitting sun.
Categories:
unspotted, autumn, beauty, farewell, inspirational,
Form: Free verse