“No more of this!
Am I leading a rebellion?
Put your sword back in its place,
for all who draw the sword will die by the sword.
Put your sword away!
Shall I not drink the cup the Father has given me?"
If you look too hard you will not see
If you talk too much you will not hear
If you think too much you will not learn
If you walk too fast you will not arrive
If you are true to yourself you will be content
You will unlock the secret door
The first winter’s rain
Brings in the chill in the air
The sun hides behind the overcast sky
Playing hide and seek with the grey clouds
A gust of wind whooshes through the trees
The cold weather is set to begin
I wrap myself in a blanket in bed
Reading a novel with a mug of coffee in hand
Untimely rain brings us such pleasure
A time to lie and contemplate in leisure
Life has its ups and downs
its highs and lows
Barren stretches
endless plateaus
News of births bring renewal
those of death give us pause
to contemplate mortality and refuel
of unequal length, the straws we draw
Think accurately
Prefer not to choose guesswork
Wins absolutely.
Life is a dancing frequency
and being off key
can cost you to lose your soul
and return back to the abyss.
Nothing can escape the void.
Unless, you stare it in the eyes
and it stares back.
And then what?
Be Bold!
Be Brave!
Be Fearless!
Have Courage!
And, if you stare long enough.
Victory shall be yours.
Then you too, shall say: Let there be light!
~ Kentrell Parker~
We For A Moment No Longer Contemplate Death
Solitudes, please I beseech thy soft calming breath
In Nature I yearn a cool breeze and quiet hour
We for a moment no longer contemplate death
And beloved Spring dares to gift us a shower.
Let's pray for a calm life, love and leisurely sit
As the green grasses lounge in silent fortitude
That the dark of earth raises not its hand to hit
And we may with Lord's grace see dawn's best attitude.
And a true soft silence that the eager heart begs
For truth, only motion is the breathing of time
And nothing disturbs broken boughs on magic pegs
Or human spirit as it enjoys Nature's clime.
Solitudes, please I beseech thy soft calming breath.
We for a moment no longer contemplate death.
Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet
April 26, 1972
Note:
Life is a rapid stream cutting through rough edge stone.
And man lives far too often by his skin and bones.
In every man, there is a child.--Santosh Kalwar
I cannot contemplate a child--
His essence is much too complex;
Though I look deep into his eyes,
His soul I cannot fathom yet.
Suffice it, thus, that this I know:
A child lives on in every man.
April 2, 2023
Honorable Mention
Bite Size Contest no.61 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
He walks with a limp, dog in tow,
lives on streets, 'neath an azure sky
says, "Morning," with smiles as he goes
Wears logo, "Like you, I could fly."
but people compartmentalize.
He's one of the derelict crowd,
some say they must be disallowed.
Kindness calls us to contemplate
what they go through, no longer proud
with mishaps, we may own same fate.
Years ago, a life-drawing group
met near spot homeless congregate.
Some were asked to be model troup
Honored, none seemed to hesitate,
we had their plight to contemplate.
Then we saw them as people are.
yet all carried homelessness scar--
their eyes were sad, seldom wore smiles,
pleased we chose them as our co-star.
we learned: we have not walked their miles.
February 6, 2023
For "Writing Challenge, D-Word" contest
by Constance La France
howmanysyllables.com
First Place!
That I could soar and glide effortlessly
o'er snow-capped colossal mountains,
watch my visionary dreams pile up and up,
contemplate the winding harrowing paths
that led to chilly but charming cascades,
with their aquatic pleasures, all exquisite bliss.
How my exuberant heart would delightfully sigh
like a whispering zigzagging mountain breeze!
Would it lose its rhythmic beat, as it grows taut with desire?
Its moans echo among the vales and crevices,
while meadows are covered with yellowish narcissus
all fanning fragrant and sweet perfumes.
So I sat still and contemplate the beauty of life.
Placed 1
3 February 2023
Writing Challenge - C Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Nothing is seen when the darkness abounds
to cover the lamp that hangs in the soul
and brings confusion that often confounds
when life gathers a storm out of control
free the mind, contemplate what is real
with inner visions of understanding
subdue what the mind may want to conceal
and hold each thought of gloom from expanding
reach for peaceful thoughts that you have within
with prayers that soar in heavenly flight
and find your internal peace once again
when your lamp is revealed and free to light
you'll allow your lighted lamp to be found
through peaceful contemplation so profound
2/2/23
contest writing challenge-c-words
sponsor Constance La France
Quiet pieces of my heart, fragile
Delicate like silk or hope,
Betray the breath of my past,
Aching through the flames
Burning away my disgrace, my shame
Lifting doubt from the shadows
Gentle stars reflect my soul, shimmering
Like laughter from the sun,
Beaming down, erasing the clouds
Creating beauty from the darkness,
Promising faith to always believe
In the wonders that my soul receives
Distant thunders sound through the skies
Abiding in mysteries, tantalizing
Secrets filling my mind,
Coloring memories in hues of longing,
Feelings both kind and compromising,
Publishing joy through the solitary comfort
Hushed sounds, tenuous flakes
Soft like the serenity, the abundance
Whispering tranquilities, abiding
On the powerful authority edging history
With this winter’s caress, the kiss
Sensitive like the miracle, shimmering
Rich with details, my love
Vibrant and strong, curing all
That is wrong, believing – dreaming
Stirring the song, inspirations
Alive on the moments I know as
Beautiful, brilliant stories of my heart
Writing Challenge - C Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
February 2, 2023
Consider if space is an entity
Within whose womb we grow
Clearing debts of love we owe
Until we vaporise ego identity
That within which forms exist
Is propelled by a higher power
God bestowing a bliss shower
Fulfilment if we cease to resist
God then beyond space time
Represents the ultimate reality
Transcending manifest duality
Heaven toward which we climb
26-November-2022
synergistic souls
intimate union of words ~
lone poet ponders
Mankind,humanity,the human race
Please don't always listen to your own hearts
Your endless desires
Your greeds
Your ignorance
Please halt and listen to other people and other things
To the nature
Please ponder,meditate and contemplate
Your loved ones are crying out of fright and lonliness
The previous laughters are gone
The nature lovely sounds are abandoned
Halt and listen
The wind is blowing and whistling through
Bringing along joy and hope
The stream singing happily all along the way
The clouds playing magics
The former world is full of wisdom
Please halt and listen
Stop all the anger ,disputes, quarrels
Politicking and wars
Please put a curfew to the devil of your own hearts
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