by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
god, love, world,
Idle my tongue remained, my Lord,
till the moment it learned how to pronounce Your name
But from
that moment onward, it never ceased singing your song
which has set my soul aflame!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
11 June 2022
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* I am happy to share with my dearest friends the honor of POTD. I thank those who visit and comment plus the officials of PoetrySoup who bestowed that honor. Be blessed!
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by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
birth, childhood, prayer, religious,
It's hard to describe
that true sense of pride
that comes with the worth
of your babies birth
A child takes your heart
right from the start
and wills you to sow
a love destined to grow
From dress ups to cupcakes
from boo-boos to heartbreaks
it's all worth the pain
from the treasure we gain
Time spent together
can only be measured
in memories we hold
as part of our soul
God keep this life
from turmoil and strife
give it love and care
and blessings to share
For all that we ask
is that we're up to the task
and do all that we must
to honor your trust.
by Michelle Faulkner |
Categories:
flower, husband, i love you, love, marriage, rose, wedding,
On our wedding he gave a crystal rose
Flowering forever, enrobed in glass
Ballerina's grace in delicate pose
Guardianship of tradition, of class
Witness of first years, of paper, cotton
Commitment held, her thorns learn to forgive
Pain polished away, stains dimmed, forgotten
Like love immortal, death she will outlive
Ten years on, he presented me her twin
Silvery spring caught; his honor, my gift
For old promises kept, new ones begin
He is still my rock amid rivers swift
Two roses, bloom in space the heart allows
Two roses, as eternal as our vows.
8/01/18
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
love, voice,
There is no more a thunderous voice than the whisper of love!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
25 October 2022
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As always, I would like to share the honor of POTD with all my good friends,
who have helped me for over one decade now, by visiting and commenting on
my humble poetry. I also thank the officials of the site for their contribution.
God help all of you, my fellow poets.
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by Lin Lane |
Categories:
hope, endurance,
Hope is the anchor that secures my soul
Needed for endurance as the Bible foretold
One of three qualities, along with faith and love
I am filled with hope to honor my Holy Father above
Hope in God's promises lightens my heavy load
It's instilled in me when I venture down a dark road
Hope has power to keep me moving in the right direction
And there I will find the mercy and love of God's protection
Hope is a means of trusting in what will be
Faith in the unseen; that is what hope means to me
Life without it fences me inside a brick wall without a gate
I believe in the Word of God; I do not adhere to destiny or fate
April 30th, 2016
by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories:
beauty, emotions, feelings, heart, love, pain, paradise,
A teardrop falls deeply—slicing and aching
hurt twisting knots around the deepest fingers
love you from my heart warmest emotions so
in each kiss of your beauty I feel all of you
worth the suffering and pain that happens
gaining rewards in the end—undiminished love
happiness such a precious gift for us forever
the teardrop falls now freely in your honor
it spills warmly and gently in your name love
as grace is my honor to bear this noble sacrifice
with joy and I find you now my sweetest sunshine
with happiness being my one-way ticket to paradise
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (June 9, 2015)
(Verse)
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
animals, love
Oh, fireman, by your saving grace,
my babies remain now with me,
so I give kisses thankfully
all over your sweet dearest face.
And please do not think that I’m rude.
Though my kisses be rough and wet,
there's no bigger love you can get
then this mama dog’s gratitude.
In honor of Joyce Johnson's first contest ever:
"Doggy Gratitude"
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
peace,
When children are taught never to forget
conflicts’ lessons, to love all humans,
to honor those through history
who, selfless, wrought liberty. . .
Then will spangled dreams for
our peace be fulfilled
as God imparts
tomorrow’s
grace on
all.
For Brahm Bailey's (Your) Country 'Tis Of Thee Poetry Contest
Note: The Etheree form was created by Etheree Taylor Armstrong (Feb. 12, 1918-March 14, 1994). She was born in Arkansas, USA and is known for using this form a lot.
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
mother,
Was there ever a time she doubted my love?
As a child, did I let her know how much her acts of kindness meant?
No one will ever love me as she did.
Decades have passed, but my heart still yearns for her touch.
Ageless is the affection for the mother who lives in my heart.
*Written March 15, 2015, in honor of my mother who passed far too young in 1984.
by Audrey Haick |
Categories:
love, spring,
Soft sunlight streams through Nimbus clouds
A sign, a foretaste of coming spring
When hills and fields bring forth rich foliage
From humble green grass to royal heather
Flaunting peacock colors to honor the day
As clouds release their crystalline drops
Lovers’ laughter echoes as they run for shelter
B’neath the old willow tree, they stand; lost in warm embrace
Soon, a hush will fall as sweet jasmine floats
When hungry lips taste the first kiss of spring
~*~
4/4/13
Note: For Russell's "Spring Showers" Contest
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
heart, love, trust,
Her smile thawed mistrust.
Her looks opened his heart wide--
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Blooming are love's fields!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 June 2018
* This little poem was chosen as POTD.
Thank all my friends for their gracious support and also
I thank the PS officials for the honor!
by The Situation |
Categories:
blessing, celebration, christian,
If I could write just one more time
fill a page with different rhymes
make discoveries with pen and mind
of what I'd say if given the time
If I could write just one more time
using words that best describe
reaching inside the inner mind
finding feeling just like mine
If I could write just one more time
My love would be my greatest crime
To steal your heart or defend your honor
My hidden love I'd wish you to discover
If I could write just one more time
I write of heaven that's yours and mine
And I'd make heaven a wonderful place
My two favorite things your love and Gods grace
by Audrey Haick |
Categories:
lovelove,
I love him with all that I am ...
Beyond the noise and hype of this world
Beyond the ebb and flow of ocean tides
Beyond all the hurt and pain we have borne
Beyond the dereliction and abuse
Beyond the bias and disrespect
Beyond the abandonment
The disparagement, the scorn
I honor him, his beautiful spirit, and his heart
And ‘though tomorrow is not promised to him and me
As far as my heart does know,
I will love him to infinity
~*~
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
care, humanity, love,
Awake compassion!
Your destiny's call, do not disregard,
obey!
Scorch the frantic passions,
Smash the rocks of excess,
And bar the streams of hate!
Awake compassion!
Your luminous face, do not turn
away!
Open the gates of charity,
Trace the path of happiness,
And light mercy's holiest flame!
Awake compassion!
Your noblest hour has come,
Humanity's decree to proclaim!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 July 2022
* I am humbled by your comments and your support and for that reason
I would like to share with you the POTD honor bestowed upon me. God bless
you all.
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
friendship, poetry, poets,
His line and verse flow like honey
Lovely, smooth, bright and sunny
A pied piper for me
He speaks of love in phrases pure
His words take wing, on airborne tour
Soaring high and free
Yet he himself is down to earth
Epitome of cheer and mirth
A humble soul is he
Always has an encouraging word
'Good friend' the honor on him conferred
The one-and-only Chris Green
September 26, 2019
Pick a Friend on Soup Contest
Sponsor: Bobby May
by Pace Ink-U-Script |
Categories:
fantasy, love, tribute,
Like the smallest intake of air; I deserve not. Like a fantasy and dream
of a woman to have, honor, cherish and love till death;
I deserve not. But God has been
so good to me, even through
the sins amongst my
internal image
that I've
committed
several
times over.
Confessions after
confessions after
confessions, and yet, I'm
breathing in an abundance of
air and I've been blessed with a
woman that's greater than any fantasy and dream
of many dreams. Thank you Father for blessing me...(sigh) Thank you.
Pace, G INK-U-SCRIPT
03-27-2013
by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories:
chocolate, holiday, humorous, religion, valentines day,
Valentinius--
Not much is known about him,
But all girls love him.
Saint Valentine's Feast,
On February fourteenth:
Mostly chocolates!
It would make more sense
To honor Aphrodite...
So then, why don't we?!
by Lucilla Carrillo |
Categories:
inspirational, christmas, christmas, joy,
C... Christ is being born on Christmas Day.
H...He will bring love and joy to the world.
R...Remember to honor Him this day.
I...Imagine Him in the Manger.
S...So many years ago it happened on a cold day.
T...Today He will bring us blessings.
M...May you open to Him your heart.
A...Always and forever praise Him.
S...Spread His cheer everywhere.
D...Don't stay away from Him.
A...Always worship in His name.
Y...You won't regret it, don't be ashamed.
12/12/2012
Written by Lucilla M.Carrillo
For Christmas Joy Contest by Nathan a.
by John Freeman |
Categories:
nature, autumn,
Leaves are beauty of the Master’s touch
…beds of leaves for homes of squirrels and such
Bunched by opossum in the hollow of an old oak log
…arranged in a thicket by a caring mother hog
They wave to a lonesome soul in the summer breeze
…nature’s devise of cozy blanket in winter’s freeze
And you ask me if I love leaves and trees
…provides great shades for summer’s picnics, ”Leaves”
Leaves have butterfly flight, floating gracefully about
…catching sun’s rays bobbing multi colored with clout
Golden, russet and burnt orange of autumn equinox
…Beautiful LEAVES!, Thank God for nature’s clocks.
In Honor of Carol Brown
And Contest:
by John Freeman |
Categories:
allegory, truth,
In ponderings of wanderings
Of contemplations incomplete
In one’s life are found blunderings
All human concepts have conceit
Bound of the precept of the truth
In ponderings of wanderings
Serpent slithers, always aloof
Nary a proof of his spawning
Many lives he is squandering
His power is in his disguise
In ponderings of wanderings
By pretentious love, his devise
Lifting the voices of trumpet
Of truth never the plundering
The love of truth is triumphant
In ponderings of wanderings
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In honor of Dr Ram
And contest
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
family, lost, sad, poets,
I had eight POETS honor me with my POEM "BrokenHeart"
But clumsy me, hit the wrong key and sent it of the chart
Then seven POETS chose my First POEM "The Aqua Rose"
Oh silly me, hits the wrong key; in cyber space it Grows
Six POETS chose my POEM "ALWAYS Together" as a Fave
I finally got the message, for this POEM, I DID save
Please read my Blog "A Boon from my Family POETRYSOUP"
If YOU like YOU could also read "About this POEM"
Thank-YOU SOUPERS With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal Liege...Harry
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
death, humor,
From one second to the next
Love is our strength and honor, while we are still alive
The body feels cold and stiff
Searching for heart beat ... breathe ... pulse
One, two, three .... one, two, three
Please
With eyes full of tears
One, two, three .... one, two, three
Fearing the silence ... and darkness
Power failure
... I did my best
24.02.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
faith, love, nature
nature’s love precepts
accumulate, circulate –-
wisdom’s pools of truth
*In honor of John Freeman’s “The Precept: Nature’s Haiku” contest
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
grave, memory, remember,
With pride to boast when gnarled in vines
that seek to take as nature's own
this citadel of time will be defined
more than just letters carved in stone
Though time and tangled growth obscures
truest course of meaning now laid to rest
honor held most sacred from love endures
upon this face were such intentions prest
Proudly this guardian of life's measure stands
a post to which nothing else would ever claim
that beckons pride with hushed commands
mysteries held to know beyond just a name
Overgrown With Vines Contest
Sponsored BY Broken Wings
09/26/2016
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
culture, people, race,
I approach her with the same
Love I approach my family with.
Her skin is black.
I try to speak a few words in her
Native language to welcome her.
Her skin is brown.
I married a Chinese/Hawaiian
and our child is beautiful.
His skin is yellow/brown.
I write poetry about the Native
Americans to celebrate them.
Their skin is red.
I fit in with every race because
My color contains all colors.
My skin is white.
© Connie Marcum Wong
Note: In honor of all the recent innocent deaths.