We stand to cheer and gladly clap.
The King is riding to his throne.
Our enemies, defeated, groan.
They fall forever in their trap.
Now with the twilight’s final lap
deep darkness comes to insulate
those blinded by a mindless hate.
No shadows haunt our living Light.
No tears remain. That ancient night –
how short it was our need to wait.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “clap” to be used in an A rhyme of a decima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Decima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia also offers the word “twilight” for this week’s prompt.


Very nice. 🙂
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Thank you, Susan!
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Thankful for mighty King Jesus and His victory. So true “how short it was our need to wait.”
Blessings.
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Thank you, Michael!
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Beautifully written piece, Frank! Thank you so much for joining in.
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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Most welcome, Frank!
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A good form to use for your story. It feels like a march!
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Thank you, Chel! The orderly decima rhythm does sound like a march.
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how short it was our need to wait – how beautifully said!
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Thank you, Pragalbha! Our time here is short.
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🙏🏼💛
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I’m applauding this. 🙂
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Thank you, Mark!
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