Boiled down to its simplest element
our vitality is our power
it's the inner source of enthusiasm
that gives our life the effervescence
that makes it all worthwhile ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Indeed blest to do well with zest
Nourished beyond existence-best
Delighting in pursuing sublime quest
Endeavoring for joyous victorious crest
Exercising faith, vanquishing doubt’s pest
Dear heart of mine dwells serenely in God’s nest.
Blooming despite barrenness’ test
Lovely while looking graciously dressed
Exuberant every day, gratitude is expressed
Sharing gifts of mercy and peace toward the rest
Triumphant* life keeps on reaching-out, indeed blest.
*2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
April 15, 2025
3rd place, "Write Eleven Beautiful Lines" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 4/16/2025
Almighty Benevolent Confers Divine Essence.
Fear Gets Heavenly Interlude.
Joy Kindles Light Munificent.
Nectar Omniscient Permeates Quietly Ravaged Soul.
Tutelage Ushers Venerable Wisdom’s Xenocrysts,
Yielding Zest.
Optimizing hobby moments with zest
While indulging in creativity’s flair
I do exercise my handcrafting best
Producing work of art my soul can share.
Delighted, I bask in crocheting bliss
For cellphone cases bearing vibrant hues
As birthday gift to either lass or Sis
Grateful to God* along poetic muse.
Oh, with needle's help and garments to mend
My hands excel in repairing delight
Fixing well along embroidery's end
Showcasing a new version of good sight.
Then as my special child joins me with mirth
Together, we bond midst handcrafting spree
Using strings and yarns of workmanship's worth
Maximizing hobby times, gladly free.
*Colossians 3:17 - And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.
April 30, 2024
2nd place, "Tell me about your hobby in 8-20 lines of rhyme" Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Tania Kitchin; judged on 5/5/2024
His miser boss
Went out for a toss
When the MD knocked his door.
He plummeted down
To save his crown
When his senior asked for more.
His hair had grown
on his chest
On his back as well down south.
Where nested in peace
There hung two bees
His tongue got stuck in his mouth.
The doc came up
Once or twice
To run his regular tests.
His BP down,
His wife in town
He lost his killer jests.
He crossed himself
and prayed to God
His taste for wine was lost.
The honey bees
made merry cheer,
His company bore his cost.
Then one fine day
they stopped his pay,
No wife no son no home.
He saw a man
without a shawl,
All hurled and curled in snow.
With nothing to lose,
the bees long gone.
He poured his drink once more.
The only coat,
he gave in zest
To the man and settled his score.
I find myself wishing for a portal
entering a far off fairy tale land;
To begin a wild adventure unplanned,
I follow a Sun not gold but purple;
High in the sky an amethyst circle
shines a fetching glow on emerald sand;
Limits on possibility are banned,
eyes open I’m no longer immortal;
I rub the fantasy out of my eyes
and smile at how life is such a gamble;
Reality is it’s own brand of quest;
Deadly lingers in Earthly paradise,
toxic can lurk in a fertile ramble;
Fortune favors logic flavored with zest.
As student of freedom truth’s glow
My mind seeks wisdom beams to show
Divine presence of counsel light…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace* might.
Valuing treasured learning gain
My heart allows sharing to reign
Optimizing kindness’ delight…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
Fully engaged with caring zest
My soul strives for performance-best
Beseeching that love drives my plight…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
Forgive my selfishness and greed
As I do forget virtues’ creed
Please remind me truths, always right…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
Involve me** fully, such I pray
In sublime service of blest ray
While reaching-out toward faith’s height…
You, Lord, can grant by Your grace might.
*1Peter 5:10 But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.
**"Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn." -Benjamin Franklin
July 11, 2023
2nd place, "A Quote For A Kyrielle" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 7/16/2023.
as Self ~ peace
in form ~ bliss
what’s our choice
choice ~ desire
unless poised
in the void
breath by breath
innate zest
eternal
08-April-2023
Tricube
Knower of truth visited not the church,
for he was worn weary
of sermons leaving heart in lurch
by words dreary.
He was not an atheist since he knew
truth of soul’s existence,
feeling bliss beats within renew;
love’s insistence.
Rebel, a nerd, he followed not the herd,
aligning with God’s light
that glowed within as chakras whirred,
by day and night.
21-December-2022
Constance La France Zip, Zig, Zag, Zing form
Rhyme pattern: abab, cdcd, efef
syllable pattern: 10, 6, 8, 4 in each stanza
At day I fight the warriors fight.
Because my heart is made of light,
Comes the dread of mine own blight-
Demons dark as blackest night.
Except that oh, they do forget
Falling Angels, a-many, I have met.
Gone With the Wind is not Their name,
Hellfires happenings will not break my sane.
In the cold an’ crisp-air riot,
Jests a-many
Kill my kin,
Love is my Name…I will not sin.
Move They won’t
Neither will I!
Of course I’m bound to suffer and die-
Proud I am of my heart,
Quintessential of Heavens Lark.
Rage the storm fiery and fierce
So goes the Warriors ballad song.
Tonight the tribulation will carry forth,
Unless my soul is captured…
Venerated and pure and true…
Well, I will not give it to you, devil!
Xeric though my land may be,
You will not have that victory-
Zeal for Him is my middle name.
Endowed with fresh vision to do best
Propelled to trek higher crest
While by faith, hope and love* --- blest
I thank God for new horizons along mission zest.
*Ephesians 6:23 Peace be to the brethren, and love with faith, from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
March 21, 2022
Edited on April 16, 2022
The Lord I thank* with zealous praises blest
blessings to share midst joyous freedom zest…
Cheerful spirit subduing anxious pain
does smite worries to bring blissful peace-reign…
Divine liberty granting soul retreat
wondrous moments of fellowship so sweet…
Worship toward triumph of faith serene
propels service vanquishing struggle scene…
Grace-filled prayer along trust-propped delight
assures answers for heart’s desire and plight.
*Romans 7:25 I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord.
April 4, 2021
1st place, "ALL YOURS (Apr 22)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/21/2021.
A-wesome
N-ame
N-icely
A-pplies
L-ine
I-n
Z-ealousness
A-s
D-ivine
E-xpression
L-ets
A-crostic
C-reate
R-apture
U-sing
Z-est
Topic: Birthday of Annaliza Dela Cruz (August 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
...those blunt bosses who burst busts
are now lust to lost and lust;
a throe of throws,blows of lush...
'21:01:21:18:28
Note: of busted bosses.
...this is not a deal or plea,
she's scared of losing her being,
so death, you've got to spare me...
'21:01:15:20:48
Note: of laced lovers.
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