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Details | I do not know? | |

Cycle

Dearest young leaf,
Why so melancholy?
Thy emerald sheath has not borne Time's folly.

Think not of Autumn's deathly brilliance,
Of colors rich and flaky grounds,
For Thou wilt weep every moment hence,
While Springtime's youth still bounds.

Greet Thy greenness with glee,
For thy root to the Oak remains strong,
Aeolus' fury on Thee has no effect till Summertime gone.

So worry not of what is to come,
Enjoy Thy existence, little one.


Details | Sonnet | |

Fear Not The Wind

Fear not the fierce wind, o gentle heart
Though it may rattle the eaves
And give no ear to its whispers with nothing to impart
But shallow promises that hang, like dried, parched leaves

Listen to its mournful wails on the way to some distant shore
Leaving in its trail, the harsh rawness of a chill
And envy not; give pity instead and be sure to keep no scores
For the warmth of a gentle heart is by far, richer still

For who can fathom the baleful howls invading valleys below;
Billowing across the fragile earth and her boundless seas?
Is it in anguish that it protests; who can really know?
Or is it a mere expression of a mighty power that seethes?

Yet, judge not, o gentle heart, but like a blade of grass amidst a storm
Lay calmly into the wind; rely not upon your strength to stay strong
~*~


Details | Verse | |

Who Am I

I am the ring around Saturn
spinning words as particles of ice and dust
with the power to transcend

I am the original chosen to be right here right now
transmitting verbal frequencies 
through speaking my thoughts into existence

I am the heir of omnipotence,
born with a direct connection to profound abundance 
The one whose words will age, yet still have substance;
since there are no boundaries attached to my pen

I am constant energy
Translating personal experience into imagery 
Vulnerable to tyranny,
yet i continue attempting to share some truth
through this abstract language of poetry

I am the core
I am that I am more
I am the Divine Presence that is the Source of my rewards

I am the green you get when you mix too much yellow with the blue
That shade of gold you get when the sun resides into darkness
and when it ascends in the dawn burning dew
I am the transition between the third and fourth dimension of time;
the love you feel when you realize how it feels

I am the poem that is abstractly direct
because I write beyond limits
absorbing frequencies from 3 to 8 hertz
through meditation for several minutes
I am the one bridging the gap between
the analog ascension and the direct connection to spirit
The one who is love
because I am a descendent  of it

I am the rhythm that the wind blows
I am the beginning and the ending of stories told
about the universe and how miracles unfold
I hold the power to accept judgement from those who will do just that
Not knowing that I am them in the absolute reality of me
Judge that

I am knowledge beyond measure because that is my right
So I continue meeting the different parts of me
when I meditate and write
Who am I?
I AM, THAT, I AM



Details | Carpe Diem | |

Each Day Takes its Turn

Standing firm 
we live 
we give 
we take 
we learn 
we strive to make sure 
each day enlightens us 
and brightens us
even as light fades to gray 
may we keep fighting 
with two swollen feet
beneath the body and soul 
experiencing trials 
and intense life lessons 
meshed with stresses 
may we persevere 
turn off  fear's song 
may we stand firm 
as we glide along 
through shifty winds of change 
that may cause things to sway
rearrange
but we hold true
inside the values and morality
we stand for 
we
fall for nothing 
we
may stumble along the trip 
we 
may swerve at the wheel yet 
we 
do not lose our grip
because no one 
can eclipse the sun 
yet
everyone heals 
before they're done

Just when situations arise 
flooding us with pain we despise
and just when it seems like
our tear ducts are dry 
from ongoing cries
we may think 
things are on the brink of ending
then God shows us the ways of faith
by way of love that he's sending

Standing firm 
we live 
we give 
we take 
we learn 
we make sure 
every day enlightens us 
and brightens us 
as each day takes its turn. 

~JSLambert



Details | Narrative | |

New Road

In a new road,
Rain will fall,
Wind may blow,
Swifting our woe.

The road forever on and on,
Many paths to choose,
Many paths to take,
Home behind,
World ahead...

Through the shadows,
Through the night,
Clouds going by,
There we will lie,
Very deep,
Seeing shivered land,
Seeing the dead seas...

Through the edge,
Miles to go,
Singing by,
Darkness rising,
Vanishing light,
Hollow flourishing,
Going by,
World ahead,
Home behind...

Rain may fall,
Through the nightfall,
Through the twilight,
Through the dusk,
Through the dawn,
Beyond mountains,
Beyond stones,
Standing strong,
Wandering lost,
World ahead,
Home behing,
Paths on and on,
'Till the road comes along...


Details | I do not know? | |

Raindrops

Raindrops
are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may bring

They make me feel,
wet with creativity
drenched in my optimistic
illumination. glistening
raindrops, my thoughts
leave paths of pleasurable
distress, and hope of success
which road, less traveled
may be the best

Forget an umbrella
when these raindrops
arrive, I walk outside
arms open wide

Ready to Receive
whatever
the mind storm may bring
because raindrops are
as my thoughts, falling
down into my mind
sending shivers down
my spine

My brain, yearns
for the rain, to wash away
the pain, tomorrows worry
does bring
One special drop
could speed up life's clock
to the time
I can handle my own
and not dwell inside my controllers
home

For raindrops are,
like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps
down my spine


Details | Personification | |

Whispers Within



I am the spirit of satin stardust and the antiquities of golden memories alive I call to you from the rising warmth of the sun and greet you in the misty morning light I am the steady and rolling drum beat echoing from the jagged heights above I am the mysterious curves of the raging waters' and the freedom birds of love I rise above the white summer clouds in lilting songs of grace and roam with the western tail-winds to take you home again I am a Spirit of our gracious Lord God Almighty of love hope and faith I have come to tell
Dedicated To P.D.


Details | Didactic | |

Speak of thee

                                        He is above us in the clouds 
                                run through the fields and speak of thee
                                              He will grow roses

                                       I will be the stem of the roses 
                                       for I shall never leave your soil

                                     You will be the tree I grow beneath 
                                             and he will be our rain.


Details | Rhyme | |

When The Sun Sets

When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Magic of Autumn

Crackling leaves
Laughing with delight
As they swirl and twirl
In the crimson light
Around the bond fire
Snapping flames 
Glowing in the night
Near the lake
The water breaking
As the birds take flight
Frosty orange pumpkins 
Watching from the vine
On the porch
Kegs of apple cider 
And cherry wine
Crispy whispers
Blowing through the pines
As the magic spell of autumn
Once again unwinds.






Details | Free verse | |

Adrift

Adrift in this vast,
empty sea. Silent,
save for the beckoning call
of  distant gulls,
your only friend. And 
the makeshift mast and sail is
uselessly flaccid.

And beneath,
concealed
by the dangling sway, 
of muddy-
moss-green ribbons of waving kelp,
is the dark murk
of unknown depths.

Then the wind 
panics,
arousing your sail and
it swells into life
and draws you towards home.


Details | Narrative | |

King and Queen for a Day

We bound down the stairs, out into the light-of-day, and into the blue of the
misty breezes, heavily laden with the smell of wild sea salt roses that grow in 
perfusion along the winding road, that bends and turns in gentle lifts and dips to 
the other side of the bay, where it crosses the bridge and rises up and winds 
away, over the hill.

Overhead the seagulls screech and glide over the ocean spray that washes on 
the rocks on the lower banks behind our house along the Fundy Bay, where we 
run like the wind through the fields of fresh cut hay and make our  way to the 
rocky mantle below .

There in the volcanic plateau, worn smooth as glass by the constant rolling 
weight of the ocean, is our pool, known by all in our village, as ‘Lizza’s Bathtub’, 
created by the eruption of the earth’s inner core, millennia’s ago.  

We slip into the still, salty water that has been warmed beneath the blazing sun, 
and float with the perry winkles and tiny crabs and  listen to the sound of the 
ocean, that roars beneath us as it leaves in the receding tide, while we drift 
away, in our minds, my little brother the ‘King’ and I, the ‘Queen’ for a day on 
the ‘Fundy Bay’.



Details | Rhyme | |

Nature's Kiss~

Connecting with nature
Walking along I find peace…
Autumn leaves surround me
Crunching rhythms at my feet
I Step inside harmony ~

Brown leaves start swirling
A Tiny tornado forming
Admiringly…I stand glowing… 
A mighty wind blows off my hat
Quickly…I wonder …what was that?

As I hold onto my head
It blows away end over end
Nature playing games instead 
My gracious hat…ahead it blew
I ran after it fast and true~

Blown up against a Willow 
Floppy hat blocked indeed
Tiny raindrops starting to fall 
Cool drops kiss my cheek 
Nature’s spirits forever speak ~

                                          


Details | Haiku | |

Beauty In Nature

beauty in nature
flower blooms so succulant...
hummingbirds flutter


Details | Ballade | |

Walking by the ocean

The ocean

I used to live beside the sea
It was not long ago
A footpath went along the beach
One could walk, and watch the show
As the ocean played its song of love
And the seagulls made much din
It was a lovely place to go
As each day, it did begin.

I loved it in the morning times
When the moon was big and round
It seemed to rest upon horizon
Such joy I often found
Admiring me, this yellow orb
That seemed so very huge
And as I’d walk, within my dreams
I’d often take refuge.

Sometimes I'd walk there, evenings too
And watch the sun go down
As the sky would turn to marmalade
And it seemed this Sphere would drown
As the ocean swallowed it all up
And the night came creeping in
And seagulls sang there evening songs
How I loved their noisy din.

There’s something about the mighty ocean
That makes me want to write
The seaweed and the salty breeze
Give me such sweet delight
I love the rivers, love the lakes
And yet the wild, wild sea
It has a treasure of it’s own
That just calls out to me.

5 November 2013 @ 0950hrs.


Details | Personification | |

What It Is To Be Free

Not many see,
 What it is to be free.
What it is to amount,
 To make every day count.
Everything has a story,
 Though the place your at you say is boring.
There's more behind this rundown town.
 From the highest mountian,
To the streets unfound.
 Where children once played, 
And by their side their parents stayed.
 Where the sky may not shine as bright,
But to every darkness there's light.
 Where the creature's of the world find home,
While your complaining that the air's too cold.
 When you're strong, it shows,
Planing each day as it goes.
 Smiling and helping whoever you can,
Instead of moping about how much you hate this land.
 You can't change the way the trees sway,
You can't change what's already gone away.
 But the beauty of the world can take you in,
Make you see beauty like you should have when your life began.
 When you start to appreciate the little things,
Like the crickets chirping,
 And the songs birds sing.
You'll find all you needed has been there all along,
 Only then you'll see where happiness comes from.
If to see is to believe,
 Then there's belief all around.
From the starry night sky,
 To the flowers on the ground.
So many find pleasure in all the wrong things,
 Humanity has overcome,
Yet still falls apart at the seams. 
 We're so focused in on money and gold,
Before we know it our life has no meaning,
 Our skin becomes cold. 
It's never too late,
 And you're never too near or far.
To make the best of things,
 And be happy where you are.

 


Details | Haiku | |

Haiku 33

art in poetry
ink runs as blood in veins
efflorescence words


Details | Couplet | |

SKETCHES OF DEW



The lake is a plate of evening blue Here where mists of dew sprinkle the view Under lilting skies the undulating sea Stretches far beyond infinity Silent and calm, no hint of green Smooth as silk with translucent sheen Rippling blue as far as fingers can see Yet when the moon’s luminosity Fondles the surface where the wavelets flow Twinkling jewels are dew-pearls’ glow To easels of moonbeams on a crystal sea How incredibly beautiful this vignette can be... © For Brian Strand's Image Theme Contest/ 2 to 14 Lines By nette onclaud


Details | Ballade | |

This lake so beautiful

This Lake so beautiful.

The lake so very beautiful
Paints pictures in my mind
Ducks, Ibis, and Pelicans
And birds of every kind
Mix with the shades of many greens
And the clouds that ride the sky
All these things added together
Make me one happy guy

A Kookaburra in a tree
Gives out his ghostly laugh
Giving a sense of solitude
On the silent morns behalf.
And all around that lake there lies
Islands green and tiny
As morning sun shines on the lake
It looks so sheeny, shiny. 

The other shore holds many homes
Their roofs of reddish brown
Appear to me like in a movie
Of a little lakeside town
White egrets wade in the water
Their world all harmony
As two black swans come floating by
With all their mystery.

A flock of seagulls fly above
There whiteness oh, so pure
As the sun shines down on them
I’m filled with such allure
Oh, all the beauty of this lake
 Gives to me so much joy
And fills my mind with memories
That nothing could destroy.









Details | Triolet | |

COME DIVE THE LEAVES



Come dive the leaves in varnished shades along a sway in rippling sets from green and mauve to orange blades come dive the leaves in varnished shades in swirls of iridescent braids while all soft twirls adorn wind’s nests come dive the leaves in varnished shades along a sway in rippling sets As glassy sheen weaves through the trees leaves bend in worship through hummed light while turning cheeks flushed from the breeze As glassy sheen weaves through the trees and through ribbed stalks, stars dance in flight that flicker through fine bower’s eaves as glassy sheen weaves through the trees they bend in worship to hummed light In pure delight, I watch their world on mounds of leaves, God’s tokens fall like healing psalms where hills stand tall in pure delight, I watch their world content with wisps like saintly call a lush brocade entwined and furled in pure delight, I watch their world on mounds of leaves, God’s tokens fall © triple triolet in iambic tetrameter . …. .. Each cycle brings its own spiritual energy that makes my world dance with my own sense of being...' to everything , there is a season..' Giorgio V.'s Beloved Poems Contest by nette onclaud


Details | Couplet | |

Loony Tunes

<                                        Cascading lakes and streams
                                           The loon stands out it seems

                                           Minnesota's state bird
                                           I know it must sound absurd


                                           Adopted in nineteen sixty one
                                           Wails and yodels heard under the sun


                                          Black and white bearing red eyes
                                          Wingspans five feet can make one cry


                                          Body lengths up to three feet
                                          Yet  clumsy on lands and moss peat


                                          They are high speed flyers
                                          And great underwater divers


                                          They can dive up to ninety feet
                                          In pursuit of fish they want to eat

                                      
                                         They are even on our license plates
                                         An critical habitat drawn on metal slates


                                         Twelve thousand of these unique birds
                                         God that has to be a lot of turds

 
                                        But for now I'll enjoy it's captured views
                                        Of this beautiful loon and it's most colorful hues








Written By Katherine Stella
Entry For Mini - Blog  Beautiful Bird Contest
By Constance ~ A Rambling Poet


Details | Rhyme | |

When Sheep Collide

'Tis strange where we should get the notion
That poetry expressed in motion
Should within the human form reside.
When nature gives us many chances
Unpractised and ephemeral dances
Like in a muddy field when sheep collide

Truth is, that nature's not so humble
And doesn't mind the dancer's stumble
There's nothing that it ever seeks to hide
Uncaring it leaves all revealed
And is not shamed if one small field
Has crazy sheep and one long muddy slide

They're mad, they're bad, they're having fun
Those naughty sheep and every one
Is doing what convention has denied
The hillside's muddy, wet and slick
With crazy sheepies sliding quick
Down to the bottom, down where sheep collide.

Many count good nature's fare
The birdsong and the country air
Among the wonders of the countryside
But strange delight can yet be found
In woolly bodies sliding round
A simple muddy field where sheep collide.

While nature guides celestial spheres
In cosmic dances, it appears,
With majesty the earthborn are denied
Down far beneath in mud and grass
A sheep slides on its woolly a***:
A sense of fun, though not a sense of pride.


Details | Haiku | |

Haiku 25

shining through darkness
light shimmering on water
reflection of moon
Entry: "Any Poem goes~" contest of P.D. Written by: Carol Brown 3rd Place Winner


Details | Rondeau | |

COMES NOW THE HUSH



*rondaine form: rhyme scheme 
of a.b.b.a.a.b.R. a.b.b.a.R. ( similar to rondeau)


comes now the hush of white flowers as borealis crawls into the night my spirit enfolding light of incandescent earthly bowers clayed marbles tint the hours dazzling me with budding sprite comes now the hush and to feel sand and breeze in a weave the unwrapping of moon is bright knitting bone and flesh to swoon in flight dear inner god, grant me reprieve comes now the hush


Details | Rhyme | |

Ode To A Desert Rose


Ode to a Desert Rose

Hiding in her desert place
There lives a desert rose
Not much water   little rain
Yet on and on she goes...

Day to day she shows her face
To those who can not see
All her beauty hides the pain
And tears that set her free...

Still there's One who shed His grace
Upon this desert rose
Always with her shall remain
Because her heart He knows.

by~deborah burch©
posted 3/29/2012

*(In dedication to Andrea: Welcome Back)


Details | Ballade | |

In the darkness of the morning

In the darkness of the morning

In the darkness of the morning
There’s silence all around
Of the noisy din of people
Not a trace it can be found
Just the cars there in the distance
And the early morning song
Are all that’s heard here by this witness
And the peace is loud and strong.

The dog is lying on the ground
Just a chewing on a bone
It's an awesome kind of feeling
As I sit here all alone
And the silence fills my being
As the gas fire heats the air
I am dazzled by the sweetness
Of this feeling soft and rare

The morning sky is turning blue
As the darkness fades away
It seems the world is waking up
All the birds begin to play
As they flit amidst the branches
And the greenness of the trees
That sway so very gently
In the early morning breeze


Details | Rhyme | |

Night Breeze

Gazing at the stars
in a beautiful night sky,
she feels the silent wind
slowly passing by.

As the cool gentle breeze
caresses her skin,
it ruffles her dress
again and again.

As the waves from the ocean
cover the sand,
the wind sways her hair
as she brushes it with her hand.

She stands with a smile
in the light of the moon,
hoping the breeze
will come back soon.


Copyright 2007 INSIGHTS by R. A. Jones - Published by Publish America


Details | Couplet | |

The Gilded Mountain Sea

I look across the windswept canyons, see the blazing trees. A gold and russet ocean swells beneath the autumn breeze. It surges as the highest tide to reach the mountain tops. An endless wave of beauty rushing on, it never stops. And in the sky of tangerine, its gulls are birds that glide across this sea of fantasy into the eventide. The disappearing flock of geese and waning sun imbue nostalgia that engulfs the soul enraptured by the view. My valley home, like ocean’s strip of shore, now calls to me, a voyager who must depart from gilded mountain sea.


Details | Free verse | |

Ice Breaker

The limbs of the tree are now cold and barren
as they reach up into the sky above
searching for what was lost,
as the playful, fallen leaves are now gone,
taken away with the winds of time.

Nothing but a gray cloudiness
overtakes the skies
the warm sunlight disappears
more and more each day
as the darkness closes in.
Frigid winds come down from the North,
bringing with them a reckless abandon
with no care for the warmth
of the human heart.

Cold raindrops evolve into icy snowflakes
that fall for miles 
before they reach the earth
and are caught by the barren arms of the tree.
The world is now silent in the grace of wintertime.

A stubborn chill surrounds the human heart
trying to instill itself into every chamber
yet, it cannot end the beating drum
when there is a song of happiness
dwelling there forevermore.

Some days the sun still shines,
yet, it changes nothing
the warmth lingers somewhere else,
until the sun decides to stay
a little more each day.

Eventually, the warm-hearted will melt 
away the frost around them.
The frozen ice will begin to thaw and disappear,
soon a small crack forms, and spreads across
separating the ice
where a trickle of water is finally free to flow
out into the warmth of springtime.
And the world comes back to life,
re-awakening and reborn again.




Details | Monorhyme | |

Butterflies and Moonbeams - Duo rhyme in Honor of Mary Ports

(Duo rhyme in Honor of Mary Ports)

Butterflies & Moonbeams 

Of things that inspire I will write 
Whether things of day or by night 
    Butterflies and silver moonbeams 
    Upon the quiet water gleams 
    Azure heavens where a hawk screams 
    Sunsets repainting awesome themes 
    Trees shade meandering cool streams 
    Yellow Stone where old faithful steams 
    Fireflies & double rainbow dreams 
    All made of magic so it seems 
Enchantments entice my delight 
With wonder I will dream tonight 

©Diana Dalton 15 July 12 





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Details | Alliteration | |

' The Moon's Pilgrimage ... '

Moon’s Pilgrimage … Across The Sky To Praise
The Maker and All His Wondrous Ways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Rises High, In Grace
Yet, Still In A Humble – Pilgrim’s Place

Moon’s Pilgrimage … Will Not Betray
All The Moonlight, GOD Lets Display
Tho’ She Moves In His Cosmic-Stage-Play
From His Theme-Theatre, She Will Not Stray

My Pilgrimage … Thru Deep, Dark Space
With Silver-Wings and Beams, I Chase
The Unknown and Known Questions Raised
Will Be Answered, When The Maker Says …

My Pilgrimage … To Touch Heaven’s Face
That Beauteous, Elusive, Mysterious Trace
Borne At The Blessed-Beginning’s Base
My Pilgrimage … Takes Me There To Pray …

My Pilgrimage … Takes Me There To Pay –
My Vows, My Voice, In Vesper-Vase
As This Moon, Is In Harvest – Phase
And Beams Brighter Now … Tho’ Slanted-Gaze

… The Moon … Glowing Ochre-Gold Or Silver
The Moon … Is Making Pilgrimage, Remember
The Moon … Is Trying To Help Deliver
Lost-Souls, Who Can Not Find … Moon River …

… Moon’s Pilgrimage … Keeps Steady Pace
Even Climbing Thru Dense, Cloudy-Lace
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Is Like A Dance, That Sways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Into The Night’s Embrace … …


Details | Free verse | |

Insight out

Inner sanctuary
envision harmony and mental clarity
focus on a journey of possibility
Meditate on transformation and 
awareness of inner state
peace and healing

Constructive thought
instruct your mind
to redirect the lost and struggling inner voice
Where you can’t see the wood for the trees 
under your nose is the path of freedom 
wholeness

Put aside perceived struggles
revitalize, relax, respond
to body, mind, heart and spirit
Intuition, introspection and spiritual renewal
bring about personal healing and
conscious awakening

Stillness of mind – concentration
Thoughts of the subconcious and subliminal
beyond all negativity 
away from all interuption
To allow time for self communication and
expression of inner self

Senses – awareness of scent, sight, sound, taste and touch
Healing hands of the medical profession or alternative therapy
ambiance, temperature, oils, music, sounds and 
sights of nature or universe
realisation comes in various form and shape 
causing us to feel life in fullest expression

Connecting – whispers of wind 
radiating everpresent warmth of sun
a blanket of love and light comforts consoles over and through the cosmos
rippling infinately through infinity outwards, onwards
connecting right back into where we are at right now 
unmoved unchanged and as we were

Wise – responsible courageous allowed to let go of need to be judgemental or 
be judged 
let go of controlling enable trust wisdom and humility
intelligence of knowing others
wisdom of knowing self
strength in mastering others
power to master oneself

Energy -breath, force, spirit, soul, God, universe – 
whatever – doesn’t matter how you refer to it on personal level 
energy, balance, light, sound, vibration, peace 
centered self – stillness – silent – eternal – 
to have enough is a richness in itself
accept appreciate and acknowledge oneself


Details | Free verse | |

A Blind Moment Of True Sight

He slowly opened the window sash
Deeply breathing the cool morning air
Feeling the warmth of the sunshine
Embracing the morning so completely
Bringing the spark of life to his face
Listening to the sonnets of Warblers
Inside the beauty of a summertime dawn…

Slowly wandering to the Lilac gardens
Resting on the soft greenery tufts
He leaned into the white purple blossoms
Inhaling deep the warm honeyed perfume
Feeling the silk tendrils upon his face
As the pure tiny droplets fell upon him
A baptism in a pergola of morning blooms…

The gentle whisper of Monarch’s in flight
Brought him to his feet in easy chase
Reaching out chasing the sound of flutter
He tumbled down the slope laughing
Laying in the flower bed he reached skyward
Decreeing the miracle of Mother Nature, he said
“I only wish I could see it”…


Details | Verse | |

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart


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Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


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Cheers and Whistles

I awaken to a lark’s song
 In early morning’s misty light
 Spy it on a branch, softly shaking
 In the gentle breeze, its fewer leaves
 Turned yellow gold
 Surround her so pretty,
 Her song to me. Yes, I know 
the lark sings to me 

Its cheery new day song,
 As if there were no tomorrow –
 It whistles in the evening 
as if there were no
 Yesterdays. Soon it is joined
 By another, oh! What a lark!
 What a pair they make!
 I remember those same two larks
 Not far in the past –
 
Last Spring, they stood together proudly
 Day after day and through the summer; he
 Could go nowhere without her.
 He, was the one who sang to her
 Each new morning, the one
 Who courted her till each sundown,
 Up to twilight when she fell asleep.
 
He was the one she couldn’t do without,
 The one she could love forever, together
 They had built the nest for their offspring
 Now grown,
 Now gone.
 They’d been inseparable from day one,
 Even bickering, just two souls
 Disagreeing - still, he sang
 To her in the morning, sang to her
 Under the setting sun, and
 
In the autumn of their life
 They sang together, cheery
 As if there were no tomorrow
 Whistling, as if there were no yesterday.
 
This morning
 I let out a sigh
 Remembering so well
 The dream I once held
 So tight.
 Will it come to pass?
 The answer came
 From the larks song each morning,
 Cheery, as if there were no tomorrow.
 Whistle in the evening,
 As if there were no yesterday,
 And I sing each day
 With faith.
 I whistle each evening
 To not let the sun go down
 On the morose, My love,
 
I will not let you down.
 
CarolineCecile - 10.12.12


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Chorus

One little flower
Nods in the delicate breeze
As the crickets hum


Details | Rhyme | |

Anew

Obscure gloom conceals the sky,
Tempered tears sentimental cry.
Veiled heavens once azure blue,
Laundering winter's obscurity anew.
Spring glorified with gloomy tear,
Vibrant multicolored atmosphere.
Arcing over melancholy gloom,
Revived variegated flora abloom.
Butterflies harvest the bounty of spring,
While enjoying the music robins bring.
Lazily flutter-by dancing one on one,
Basking under the hidden sun.
Bedazzling the pouty gloom,
Intoxicated by flora's heady perfume.







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Tadpoling parts 1 and 2

part 1 

We bend low under over-hanging branches
lit by reflected river-light gently shifting. 
Our boots suck the muddy bank.
We wade into clear water
the dappled up-light playing 
on our  serious faces.
Intent on our task
hands plunge. 
Cold-shocked I gasp.
You hold your jar steady.
I scoop mine.
Triumphant in a shower of icy prisms 
we hold our prizes aloft,
laughing and shouting,
water streaming down our arms,
jars teeming with tadpoles.
Faces pressed close 
to these underwater worlds,
we stand transfixed.
Each reflects a small disc
of sparkling  sky.

part 2 

April trees rake scudding clouds.
Far away farm dogs bark
at wind-snatched shouts 
of bird-nesting boys.
Somewhere, a cuckoo calls.

In the back garden
a blackbird stakes out his territory.
Ignoring him the cat purrs,
yawning in the sun.

While unnoticed 
on the garden table
beside a upturned jar, 
a sprinkling
of flattened tadpoles
commas
drying in the sun.

The bored cat
saunters by,
her tail held high
in the shape 
of a question mark.


Details | Ballad | |

If the world were full of hippies

If the world were full of hippies
there'd be nothing left to prove
except peace and understanding
and a little bit of groove

Noone would be homeless
Like many live today
We'd build beautiful communes
where anyone could stay

Together we'd make music
to the beat of mother earth
there'd be no fighting or war
Everyone sharing equal worth

We'd grow our own vegetables
 and create trinkets to sell
We'd open up our minds
break free from our shell

Every colour and every race
would teach one another
we'd become a united family
every sister, every brother

We'd bless all gods creatures
show respect for the land
Give free hugs to everyone
openminded to understand

Nature would speak to us
Our world would become one
with peace and understanding
and a little bit of fun


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Rendezvous

As the honeybee
Drifts from flower to flower
Another joins it


Details | I do not know? | |

White Skin in Brown (2005)

‘Fair and lovely’ is a cream to make you white
If a child is born darker they get a fright
Possessed by the media and pile on the cream
White is not always right as it may seem
Colour is not privilege on any shade
Beauty is within and your face will soon fade
Shades of brown make some people frown 
Turn it white and show it to the town
Our colours are a gift that only God can create
Darker shades are not to hate
Be proud inside of who you are
Darker skin is a mask not a scar


A big skin issue in the South Asian community- colourism 


poemsbyrb@hotmail.com


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I'm Sorry

a single white rose
given to the one you want -
apoligized to


Details | Rhyme | |

Touching the Clouds

Shadows end with no beginning
Darkness envelopes light
Rumbles become a roaring fright
Lightening splits the dreary skies
Mockingbird soars fast in flight
Dripping from gray sailing shrouds
Drenched I smile ...Touching the clouds


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Autumn

A wisp of white cloud
On a breeze, that cools the land
Autumn is soon here


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A Place Called Home

On the covered bridge
A bird is building its nest
Hidden by shadows


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Atop The Mountain

 
_ __ ___ Overwhelmed in webs of silken light with crystal dew dripping beneath each hue of azure, emerald and citrine melt amongst the tree's For worry, has now gone, replaced with colored strands surreal breaths of enchantment, as I reach for felicities hand A soul of liberation, a thought to ponder within.... for my poetic song I have abandoned, to fly silent across the land ___ __ _


Details | Rhyme | |

God

God.

All that ever is be God
For God contains all things
The moons the stars, the galaxies
The summer, winter, spring
God is the highest mountain
And the oceans deep and vast
He's there in all that lives and dies
He's the first and he's the last.

I can always feel the breath of God
In everything I do
I'm walking God. I'm breathing God
He is me, and he is you
"But who am I? And who are you?"
When I don't know where I'm at
I only know from the core of me
That God is all of that.

I'll end this little poem of mine
And explain this thing to you
Well I'm not trying to say "I know"
Nay this is hardly true
A wise man said a Chinese sage
"He who knows, knows nil"
But I believe in the power of love
And I know I always will.

23 September 2014



Details | Haiku | |

Tailgate

As the butterfly
Hovers near a peach blossom
Its shadow follows


Details | Villanelle | |

My Heart Decided Long Ago

My heart decided long ago
   That life is for adventures, and
That bound'ries flow like rivers flow.

Though people told me what to know,
   I'd weather ev'ry reprimand --
My heart decided long ago.

I fought false rhetoric, and so
   Set out across an unknown land,
Where bound'ries flow like rivers flow.

I'd learn from flower, deer, and crow --
   I'd sail the sea -- walk soft, white sand --
My heart decided long ago.

I felt the winds of wisdom blow --
   The breath of Life, and Her command --
That bound'ries flow like rivers flow;

And on Life's river now I row,
   My destiny within my hand;
My heart decided long ago
   That bound'ries flow like rivers flow.


Details | Cinquain | |

DAWN

Dawn
Morning light
Now comes rejoicing
The thrill of waking
Daybreak


Details | Cinquain | |

The Rose { Cinquain }

                                                      rosebud
                                                 silken cressant
                                           unfurling petals wide
                                        crystal adorn display table
                                                     freshcut


Details | Haiku | |

Bathing with an Audience

Beyond the dark trees
Robins bathe in the sand
Watched by an eagle


Details | Rhyme | |

A Lesson From The Birds

Lying in my hammock, I'm looking at the sky.
No matter what goes on down here, the birds go sailing by.
They don't pay me attention, for I am no concern.
I feel if I watch long enough, there's so much I could learn.

What is it that they're showing me that I have yet to see? 
They fly and soar without a care, just happy to be free.
I guess I'm very lucky to be living as I do.
I have nothing that I yearn for and my bills arn't overdue.


I'll just lie here in my hammock on my front porch in the shade.
I'll thank the birds for showing me that I've really got it made! ! 


Details | Rhyme | |

Winter's Song

Winter nights of chilled repose shall bring
Wandering thoughts of colors filled with spring
But, for now, it is the rage and wonder
Slowly hiding dirty deeds asunder

Shall you wish for story tales of old,
beneath the blankets, thrusting out the cold?
What shall the mood of falling snow concede?
If all you wish is winter’s rushed reprieve?

For cocoa sips so well in winters chill!
Whilst the snowflakes lick the windowsill!
Spring lies dormant under downy fields
Captured in the might that winter yields

So sleep, I say to Spring’s unraveled weave!
Whilst I enjoy a winter’s dream conceived
For all too soon you’ll have the morning sun
Warming earth when winter’s chill is done!


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Moments of Eternal Beauty

Blossoms fall like snow

Where the silent river flows

...eternal moment


Details | Free verse | |

Soul Walkers

The walkers ... aimless and ambling,
stagger, strut and stumble toward
their solitary scenarios.
An occasional erect form jogs
the stomping sound of feet submerged
in the staccato hum > the rapid fire buzz
the blaring horns of traffic.

The colors of life appear random ...
as flashing retinal after images
on closed lids, constantly 
refreshed by rubbing.

A geometry of pretense
is etched into the forebrain of the fragile,
for all walk ... the sane, the insane
the righteous, and the negligent
the skeletal structure
correlating and communicating
the random pattern of life
to the Universal eye
from this earthen plane.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Winter's Blanket

Autumn’s rich scent has passed, color dies,
Winter enters with splendor, gracing the terrain with shades of white and grey,
The air is ice, the blanket of white embracing the ground sparkles, trees sway,
This time of year is exuberant and wise.

Crystalline icicles cry with the endearing sunlight, they splinter,
Outside breath of the living turns to frost, the air gives a bite,
The shine upon untainted snow gleams fresh and so bright,
All adore the eloquence and passion of the iced over winter.


Details | I do not know? | |

our colour of yellow

The lake was still sleeping
a light mist rose above,
a weathered dock could be seen,
its aged wood; full of memories.

The air crisp, breeze light,
trees majestic; watching all.
Squirrels  busy scampering,
as a flock of geese soared above.

Way over yonder
clear across the still lake,
shining brightly were yellow shutters,
on our cabin; our special place.

We had toiled the garden
planted yellow roses with great care,
we had painted the old wood shutters,
yellow paint; speckled our hair.

The roof  we re-shingled,
one painstaking nail at a time,
we even counted the ouches;
when our hammers got out of line.

With nothing but smiles
on our weary, aching bodies,
we held hands, and went running,
into the still of the lake; giggling.

We swam out to the dock,
it was a race; he won,
my hand he took laughing;
as he quickly scooped me up.

Our toes dangled playfully
sending ripples in the lake,
as we gazed at our cabin;
yellow shutters; fresh with paint.

The trees swayed slightly
as if nodding with approval,
for our cabin by the lake,
was our private sacred jewel.

As we cuddled together
warmth filled our souls,
for our bright yellow shutters,
symbolized, our love's blossoming growth.

It was on this very dock,
air crisp, breeze light,
when he gave me a yellow rose;
and asked me to be his wife.


Details | Rhyme | |

Springtime


Children running about,
As days start to extend.
New life begins to sprout,
And colors seem to blend.
The skies so serene,
Become a special treat.
The air smells crisp and clean,
Flower's blooms smell so sweet.
As birds sing their song,
Children outside begin to play.
Though the wait seemed long,
Winter has finally gone away.
It is now springtime,
Everything begins anew.
With temperatures on the climb,
There is much to pursue.
I am sure we all assent,
To the feeling we share.
It is within a springtime event,
That no other time can compare.




Details | Ode | |

Ode to a Woodpecker

The ladder backed pecker,
like a prison uniform.
Caught-up in exposing
the truth beneath the bark,

of the poet's apple tree.
We prefer ourself in spring;
with tiny little flowers,
and the fruit of possibility.

Yet, if not for the woodpecker,
tapping holes into poems,
we might not ever see
the flesh and blood of raw meat.

I will climb that ladder back,
escape pre-decreed standards.
Tap into that syrupy mixture
and suck-out truth from hard wood.

Yes, lessons from a jail bird.
A pest in the Avian Kingdom.
Wisdom from the little rebel,
beat-out of a tree.


Details | Rhyme | |

Earthly Colors

Terra cotta, craggy rocks
Scattered boulders, building blocks
In shades of sienna, ochre, buff
To form this high and hilly bluff
With sunlit ledges thin and wide
Place for hyraxes to sun and hide

Cerulean, azure, clearest blue
The cloudless sky that does imbue
Aquamarine lake, with cobalt tints
To gently ripple with sparkling hints
Of gleaming, flashy, silvery scales
With speckled bodies and stripy tails

Chartreuse, dappled, shades of green
Of forest, jade and so serene
Leafy, verdant canopy high
With soft and breezy, gently sigh
While down below in shades of lime
Fragrant flowers so sublime

Scented blossoms in fuchsia flush
And ripening berries in magenta blush
And poppies scarlet, crimson reds
Among saffron yellow daisy heads
With tangerine buds on sage green stems
And luminous violets these little gems

While in the distance, misty rose
Of lavender mountains in repose
Against a background, lilac-puce
And threadlike clouds not yet profuse
Blending into salmon pink
As the sun begins to sink

Plain glass inside the window frame
Now stained with colors of fiery flame
The last rays of sunlight on the glass
In incandescent reflecting rays of brass
And the ethereal golden radiance of day
Passing into evening’s own bouquet


Details | Lyric | |

This is about you

When you have downfall on your mind chaos is all a mind can find, its time to change all the things you had held so deep inside, they cause rage, your trapped in while your caught up in the cage of life an easy life with out strife, no more pain or struggle inside a bubble and you want to make it burst, but first things first you know the times that come will be the worst, because its change you want, and you will taunt the ones who set the curse. They say if you want to change a little then its your choice, but if you want to change a lot they must first hear your voice, loud enough for all to hear, listen and all of the problems soon disappear, just know that the world can be a  bleak one and people dont always listen so you cannot only speak once, so when the end is near you can look back at the goodtimes throughout all the years think about all the times and cheer, and thank god you lived this long and your still here. Be remembered  only for  the words you spoke, for you do not want to be invisioned inside a cloud of smoke, watch as they listen when you start to feel the choke on the thoughts about your life,a bad life,  a black life, envoloped in fear you were hoping that the man would hear, and maybe take a listen, to diamonds in your mind as you watch them glisten. finally move to a position, and  open your ears and let your mind be clear, and hear the wisdom spoken from the person on the otherside of the mirror, society sobriety with out a clue just sit and ponder at the deepest thoughts that are revealed in you...


Details | Light Poetry | |

' A Metaphysical Moment ...'

‘ A  Metaphysical  Moment ’

A Metaphysical Moment
Electrifying To The Touch
Breathless, Thru The Clouds
Can My Heart, Take So Much

… Can My Eyes Endure
All This Vision, I See
Can Voice, Even Speak
Over Roaring of This Sea

… Can Ear Even Listen
When I Am Flying So Free
Soaring, So True With You and
Metaphysical Moment and Me …

A Metaphysical Moment
Will I Ever Understand
This Mystery of Our Universe
The Mystery of Woman and Man …


(And I End This with an Haiku for
The Haiku Master ‘Raul’ Moreno and
Metaphysical Poet Extraordinaire’ (smile))


Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)

          Understanding A
      Metaphysical Moment …
      … Nature’s Mysteries


Metaphysical (definition) as an adjective:

Metaphysical of early 17th Century Poetry
Relating to the poetic style of John Donne,
George Herbert and other early 17th Century Poets
Who used consciously intellectual language
And elaborate metaphors that compared things


Details | Haiku | |

Of a Picture From a Mountaintop

          On my senior trip,
A town- stretches- over there,
                    Amidst- the Catskills.


Details | Sonnet | |

Speckled Sea Air Stings Soft Skin

Sea horizon in the distance ...a clean line.... a quiet shore
Every day the ocean washes up something new on its sandy floor...
Today,  the sea formed  haystacks of seaweed piled quiet high
Yesterday   sea sponges and fan-shells lapped the crunchy sands
Gentle humming of  soft ocean sounds humms  by to and fro
Seagulls squawking , flying in unison form a V- like kite formation
Their pale eyes widen  as red feet and beaks hover and flutter
Two yellow labradors swimming and weaving from shore to  ocean
Bounding gracefully into the water , chasing and  jumping in unison
Tirelessly,effortlessly running along their beloved ocean shore.
Young dogs greet each other in an excitedly ,friendly fashion.
Horses hoof prints embedded gracefully in the shoreline sand....
Broken glass edges  made smooth with the sands abrasion
Oh wonderful mobile reflecting the sunlights warm sensations!




Details | Rhyme | |

Picture perfect

Up on a mountain
Alone stands a tree
“Picture perfect”
For all to see
A perfect blend of colors
Created in the fall
With the descending leaves
Adding beauty to it all
The winter brings with it
A look that’s all its own
It’s like peering at a snow globe
When the wind is blowing
The view in the springtime
Is like a breath of fresh air
Life as it blossoms is 
A sight which is fair
Summer makes sounds so soothing
By winds which compel the tree to dance
Inhaling its aroma
You’re enslaved into a trance
So, as the seasons continue to change
This perfect picture you can see
If you look up on the mountain
Where there stands alone a tree


Details | Narrative | |

The Willows

Tomorrow’s times are in these eyes of mine.
Away and far my world shall part.
The Seas shall rise from their depths of deep.
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will weep.
The Sun will rise as my days still come,
The glory, the power, it is the rains with Sun.
Tomorrow’s times are in these days of mine.
Far and gone my world shall bond.
The Mountains will fall from their heights they climb.
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will shine.
Tomorrow’s times are in these thoughts of mine.
Gone and here my world shall fear.
The Lands will separate the world by Sea,
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will be.
Tomorrow’s times I know are mine.
Here it is that I fear I’m near.
My Land, my Seas, my Mountains of plain sight,
And in the glow of the shadows the willows shall shed their light.

®Registered: Ann Rich 1998


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beauty of Summer

As days become longer
Warm air blankets our skin

The sky feels more open
Something new is to begin

What could be anything
Our destiny unknown

It is the air of freshness
Where new souls will be born

With each moment singing
Its own unique tune

The open seas lift us up
As we prepare for the new

To breathe, laugh, love and be

The beauty of Summer
When we are happy and carefree.


Details | Ballad | |

WORLD OF WHITE AND BLUE

Sea of blue, 
crags of white, 
bitter wind, 
majestic sight 

For this is world of white 
and blue 
white mountains of ice, 
blue sea salty and true 

midnight sun on icy wastes, 
cool reflected light, 
pristine wilderness, 
not to everyone's taste 

Stark white cold, 
wind eroded columns of ice 
roar of wind 
roar of sky 

Icebergs scattered in the blue 
raw wind strips me bare, 
the environment does not care.... 
about you. 

Sea,sky and ice, 
nature's freezing cocktail, 
untameable wilderness, 
man cannot sacrifice. 

Pure elements, 
to touch the senses 

Inhospitable sea,sky and ice, 
its very extremes, 
to prevent men of this world 
carrying out their dreams 

Pure cold energy roaring, 
with bitter intent, 
gulls soaring, 
men......spent 

Nature's cold refuge, 
from man and his dreams. 
White armour protects,temperature deflects, 
man's subterfuge 

white mountain, 
white water, 
white wind 

Blue sea, 
blue sky, 
blue wind 
world of white and blue 


Details | Rhyme | |

Sunset Wonder

Fingers crossed,
My mind still hoping,
Day by day,
I rest on the hill sloping.

Looking at the sun,
Mesmerized by the beauty,
Rays blinding the scene I look on.

The sun is setting,
My mind is wondering;
Although sometimes forgetting,
Though life seems like its plundering.

Birds wisp by,
Flying across the purple-pink sky.
Oceans in the distance,
Beauty beyond existence.

It’s a sunset wonder,
A masterpiece of splendor.
Exquisiteness unsurpassed,
The sky, life, and scenery coming together at long last.


Details | I do not know? | |

A Bird In Flight

While the wind blew swiftly.
The bird flew thrifty.
Flapping its wings.
Faster and harder.
Against the wind.
The bird flew like it was blind.
Swirling all around the skyline.
All at once the wind calmed down.
The bird came through town.
Soaring its wings.
As it roared right past me.
To find rest upon a clothes line.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Place


A Place


There's a place where horses run...waters flow and music fills the air...
No sadness...No tears...No Hunger...No rain
It's a place of rolling hills...poppy fields and light is Everywhere...
No sickness...No fears...No dieing...No pain...
A place of No more bills...debts Paid In Full...and loved ones meet you there... 

~by deborah burch©
3/25/2012

**Jesus said: "I go to prepare 'A Place' for you..."










(3/27/2012---last line inspired in part by Russell Sivey and Phyllis Babcock...Thank you both!!!BIG HUGG,Love~deb)


Details | Senryu | |

Wind Dance

Running, hands are linked
Drumming beats with our bare feet
We're dancing with wind


Details | Narrative | |

Indigo Haze

 
Alone on a crisp seashore

Bellowing storm clouds engage 

Rolling above me as I walk the beach

A pleasantry lifting my rage

 

Bending my head back looking up

My arms stretched out to their sides

Cool rain drops lightly kiss me

Sensuous tempestuous skies

 

Taking in a deep breath

I let my repression fade 

Peace penetrates my Heartmind 

Removing the storm's I've made 

 

Slowly with each rhythmic beat

From these tiny three foot waves...

My anger vanished with the storm

Into a gothic indigo haze~

 



Copyright 2008


Details | Quatrain | |

THE FIREFLY

                                                   THE FIREFLY

Dancing in the moonlight,
Twinkling through the trees,
Sparkling in the meadow grass,
Like diamonds on the leaves.

Flitting 'bout the garden,
'Midst the Jasmine and the Rose,
No one knows from whence they come,
But everybody knows,

That Summer brings the fireflies,
With gaily twinkling lights,
To decorate the evening,
Like jewels in the night.

                                 
                             Judy Ball


Details | Free verse | |

in the center of the woods

i felt alone today
on purpose.

i came here, with tears in my eyes,
looking for you, screaming for you.
and here i found you.

you took me in. surrounded me.
you bent your arms and held me close.
i breathed in deeply and could smell you.
you smelled like heaven.

as the tears streamed down my face,
the leaves began to fall
the sun beamed through the branches.
you felt like my home.

I felt alone today. you did too.

i came here, with tears in my heart,
looking for you, needing only you.
and here you found me.


Details | Ballad | |

GULL (PARTII)

Everyone has to learn... 
To be a gull 
One day... 
It will be your turn 

In a sky... 
Perfect too 
Upwards I flew.... 
To meet you 

For, in us all 
Is a Jonathan Livingston 
Bursting through 
Gulls flight... 
In me and in you 

It is the spirit that takes us all... 
Reaching new heights 
New skies                                                                                                                        
New flights 

We all dream 
Some chose to be.... 
Gulls on the sea 
This is me.... 

As I sit, watching the going down of the sun 
The gulls swoop and turn 
I savour the thought 
Can I become.... 
One of those... 
Who fly until the day is done 

One day.... 
I will come as a gull 
Fly over the sea 
Swoop and turn with glee 
What it is to be free 
One day it will be 


Details | Ballad | |

A HEARTSTONE MOON

Silently the moon rose 
from, it seemed 
The Whispering Trees 
This, I dreamed 

When all is dark and silent 
A Heartstone Moon shall rise 
It's soft light illuminating 
All you meant 

So many things change 
Never a Heartstone Moon 
New seasons to arrange 
Queens, coming soon 

Such mysterious light 
Filled a castle with wonder and delight 
So close, it seemed 
Such a beautiful thing 
Can only be a dream 

Only an Eastern pink sky, 
can fade a moon 
So perfect 
Long, will it lie 
In your heart 

A Heartstone Moon 
Gathered her stars 
Let them play 
Above, a castle 
That will see the dawn soon 

A moon is for dreams 
Stars for love 
This is why... 
Or so it seems 
A starlit sky 
Castle below 
A Heartstone Moon, 
above 


Details | Free verse | |

Dawning Frost

Empty cold branch fingers
Reaching out in all directions
Through the quiet skies
Gray and heavy smoldering
Whisping skyward from chimneys
Through the windows frost child eyes
Spy the first snowfall softly
Drifting about heedlessly
White velvet landscaped covering
As December settles down
Enfolding the night
In her tranquility


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Precious Beauty

A piece of coal can become a diamond;
A grain of sand can form into a pearl.
Common things can change to precious beauty
Like the smallest black or white boy or girl.


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Spring Sprung

I am up
before the sun
and I move 
with anticipation
to the shade.

To peek out.

What awaits?
What has occurred
while I slumbered?

A new blanket 
of snow and ice
would be nice
with rabbit tracks
across the lawn.

Had sheets of rain
fallen around
leaving branches 
on the ground
and puddles 
everywhere.

Would there be 
a kiss
of fog and mist
hanging there
laying imagination 
and mystery
upon the new day.

Alas none of this.

And then
the melodious sounds
of long ago
flood my ears
and fill my soul
returning as suddenly
as they left...

The birds are back.




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The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Light Poetry | |

I'm Thristy

Clouds burst
   Crops thirst


Details | Light Poetry | |

Haiku Footle

Haiku

I Do




Details | Limerick | |

There's No Place Like Home

Once was a gal who felt so alone
Tornato came up rooted farms home
Landed on wicked  witch
Munchkins came out of ditch
Gave dog lollypops instead of bone  


Details | Concrete | |

Tulips

I had tulips on the 10th of March.
They were a sight to see.
It was a really nice gift
to give myself from me.
There weren’t many at first.
Just one, two or maybe three.
But the rest were coming open
and smiling up at me.
Please note the shape of a tulip---Charles
© Feb 19 2010 Charles Henderson


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The Apple Don't Fall Far From The Tree

<                                          amidst .... apple tree
                                        black bear .... pounces limb
                                              cubs wait .... below









Entry For
Andrea Dietrich's
Fall Animal Haiku Contest
G.L. All
                                            


Details | Free verse | |

Just Be

Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading life insurance policies,
I envy the rocks and the grass
And try to be like them for a moment. 
I sit perfectly still and give myself to the wind-
And it whispers in my ear:
Just be.
And for that moment I don’t need to go anywhere or be anything.
And at the snap of my fingers, 
All the complex widgets and gizmos that make up my life
Fold into paper airplanes and fly off in the wind.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


Details | Tanka | |

Wonder of Sunshine

Warms to the very bones
Brightens life in early morn
Making dew glister
Rainbow prisms of color
This the wonder of sunshine
Written: 10/24/2012 Tanka Crazy-Sunshine Contest 2nd Place Winner


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A Shady Tree

I know its the summer time because of how naturally 
Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze
As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree
I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see
But in the same breath I am holding up my hands
Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have
They are even more a part of me now that they are gone 
As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on
Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night
Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye
As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves
It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing
At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have
Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance
Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes
As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky
With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride
And I find a new place to dream of endless times
If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart
Only then will I believe this brand new day will start
Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly
Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree


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Wildflowers

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
 
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB


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God Has Made Everything Beautiful In His Time

“There is a time for each season…
To everything made…  
There is a divine reason.

A time for purpose under
 the heavens above…
A time for meaning from a God of love.

A time to be born.  A time to die…
A time to farm the ground
 under the beautiful sky.

A time to kill.  A time to heal...
A time to tear down and
 to build up with a passion and zeal 
 
A time for weeping.   A time for laughing…
A time to mourn.  A time for dancing.

A time to keep...
A time to throw away.
A time to tear.  A time to make amends today.

A time to get.  A time for losing…
A time to keep.  And to give
 away at our choosing.

A time for silence.  A time to speak…
A time for each hour
 and day of the week.

A time for love.  A time for hate…
A time for war.  A time for peace at your gate.

How will you spend the time
 God has given to you?
What is your choice?  What will you do???

May this be a time living in 
God’s purpose and design.
He created you and made 
everything beautiful in his time!

By Jim Pemberton  05/22/10
Read Eccl. 3:1-11



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Playing Peek A Boo {Edit}

<                             coniferous tree
                       playing peek a boo .... shuffle                                
                              candid smiles glisten


{ Christmas }






Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Haiku Contest
G.L. All


Details | I do not know? | |

Fire

Fire
Instance of combustion
Fuel
Ignited
Oxygen
Light, Heat, Flame
A burning mass
As on a hearth
Destructive conflagration
Heat
Greek fire



©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Haiku | |

Colorful Light

Rainbows here and there,
Lights shining in rain so rare,
Colors, sparks and flares.


Details | Ballade | |

My treasure chest

My treasure chest

My treasure chest, is not a truth
It’s but a metaphor
For I have never dreamed of wealth
My treasure is much more
It’s filled with the moon, the stars at night 
And the sun that shines each day
And the beauty of the darkest sky
That highlights milky-way.

It’s filled with trees, majestic trees
And birds that sing so sweetly
My treasure chest it be filled up
But never though completely
Everything that’s beautiful
Is in my treasure chest
It’s filled with all the countless things
That make me happiest.

My treasure chest is never ending
It goes on till forever
It’s filled with all the love that lives
And the sweetness of together
I need no other treasure chest
This one, it satisfies me
For me, I know with certainty
It contains eternity.

21 July 2013 @ 1018hrs.



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Nature's Kitchen

Grand opening soon
the nectar of the flowers...
hummingbirds delight
Written for Sidney~LeeAnn's "Sweet Flowers & Hummingbirds" Contest Written by Carol Brown 04/16/2012 11th Place Winner


Details | Verse | |

That Girl

Everyone thinks they know that girl. At 
least they think they do. 
You know that girl that makes everyone 
laugh, and is a class clown. Who used 
to be a star athlete. And had everything 
going for her.
Yeah that girl that everyone thinks they 
know
She became homeless at the age of 16 
due to a house fire.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
Yet that girl is still laughing away and 
making everyone laugh, but isn't the 
same inside, No, Something inside of 
her changed they way she felt.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She became mentally ill, she was 
diagnosed with major depression and 
bipolar disorder. She was always under 
medication, so you never knew what 
side of her you where going to get.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
No one knew how much she hated 
hearing sirens go off, or how she 
couldn't stand seeing fire trucks. She 
struggled living her life daily.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She lost her closes friends cause she 
shut them out and nearly lost them all.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
From what I hear it's been 3 years 
since the fire and that girl is barely 
getting her sight of her future back.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She is talking to her lost friends again, 
but just isn't the same for her, so she 
has to make new ones. Which means 
she has no one.
Yeah that girl everyone thinks they 
know
She is happier now and is looking 
forward to graduating and moving on 
from this chapter of her life and letting 
go.
How do I know so much of her?, well 
"that girl" is me.Yeah that girl that 
everyone thought they knew. 
But im fine now. Sure I have my 
downfalls, but I still get up and smile. 
THAT GIRL IS ME, I AM THAT GIRL.


Details | Tanka | |

Stargazer

The night is all mine.
Laying in lush, dew soaked grass
Hands for a pillow,
My earthbound home forgotten
As I hitch a ride with stars…


Details | Free verse | |

Autumn Colors

The glistening yellow sun shines down upon the golden brown fields harvested today.
Our gardens are cleared of the red, green, yellow vegetables and our canning is underway.
As we look across the orchard the pickers are on the last of the apples to be picked and sold.
The rustic color of the leaves are beginning to furl and we remember that fall has been born again.
As the sun sets it looks as if a fire was set to the orange, yellow, brown, red and green leaves.
A light breeze sets in and we hear a rustle as the leaves drop lazily upon the once green grass, as we drift off to sleep.

Written for: Russell Sivey's "Autumn, Fall Colors Contest"
Written on: 08/16/2012 By: Carol Brown
2nd Place Winner


Details | Couplet | |

Clowns In The Garden

Last night I bore a troubled heart
   And prayed the Lord His peace impart...

     And dreamt I then of fancy things
       Of angel's wings, and Queens, and Kings

Of pirate ships and maidens fair
   With emerald eyes and golden hair...

     Then, flying there on wings of thought
       Was quickened homeward sleeping brought

And woke instead to cold of morn
   With worries lurking still forlorn... 

     Then, while sipping coffee's wake
       Did by the garden respite take
 
And playing there I spied two fox
   like stooges wearing reddened locks...

     I prayed the Lord to spare my grief
       And woke today to comic relief!



                                   Timothy I. Brumley


Details | Blank verse | |

Cedars of Lebanon

Tree of honor born from the cedars of Lebanon
No seed does it drop and it not know where
Absorbing the heat to provide a haven of shade
Seasons and storms cause no threat
No cutting words can perpetrate its bark
A sapling mirrors its sway in the daystar’s light
Majestic and true, august and firm
Friendly and kind always waving never wavering
Never can the seed of this produce anything but a Cedar of Lebanon


Details | Terzanelle | |

Silent Beauty

The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.

I wish to hold this moment for all time—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.

There is no need for dustpan, rake, or broom.
The roses in their glory make me cry—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.

I want to understand why when I spy
Upon this garden planted by a man
The roses in their glory make me cry.

It must be all a part of God's own plan
To show the awesome beauty He creates
Upon the garden planted by a man.

When I discern the plot, my thoughts abate—
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
To show the awesome beauty He creates,
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.


Details | Free verse | |

The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home


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Pledge Of Allegiance, Revisited

I Pledge Allegiance
a solemn vow of obedience, from the earliest age of grievance,
when found deliverance, one people, united against tyranny and intolerance,
become the model of democracy and toleration

To The Flag
the symbol of once colonization come together in celebration,
a new unconquerable nation, a successful castration,
of oppression and dictation

Of The United States Of America
a conglomeration of peoples form one nation,
13 colonies a single relation, one voice, one oration,
tread on me, expect retaliation

And To The Republic
a democracy, its creation, the Constitution, its foundation,
agreeable to all  in origination, fiercely guarded against demolition,
militarization, and impregnation, over all these years, still on station
 
For Which It Stands
the protector of all oppressed lands, the world over she lends a hand,
her signature, her blood, in foreign sand

One Nation
from sea to sea, whether rich or poor, some vocal, others, chose to ignore,
those who guard the shore, those who knock on heavens door,
one nation, esprit de corps

Under God
in a time when belief was strong, today, should not be wrong,
having been with us so very long, a few may sing a different song,
most will believe, as they have, all along

Indivisible
one, as a whole number, cannot be divided by any other,
many have tried under guise of brother, only to be denied by the mother

With Liberty And Justice For All
the means to end all oppression, infinitely wrong with transgression,
succession, regression, and repression along

Our Pledge of Allegiance
a pledge of a nation, a history profound, one indivisible number,
all it takes, to be no longer allowed





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Faith in humanity restored!

Sweet silence of a Sunday morn,
The world of weekday chaos shorn,
Not even the honking of a horn
As traffic idled,
Held back by the arms of the Law,
Impelled to wait, with tempers raw,
Stewing in the sun's hot maw,
Impatience bridled.

And as I stood outside a shop,
Wondering why the world had stopped,
Out of the stillness came a "flop",
A sound so faint.
Repeated with a steady beat,
Approaching from the small side street,
Till into view, with flapping feet -
A sight so quaint -
Emerged a plodding mother duck,
Welded to her scrambling pack,
Never once e'en glancing back
To take a tally!
(Which baby duck would ever fail
To follow close on mother's tail
When upon the pilgrim trail,
Or dare to dally?)

A Moses on full purpose bent,
No glance to right or left she lent
As straight across the road she went,
To lead her brood
Down into the flowing stream,
Where ducks may swim and ducks may dream,
Safe from the ire and hissing steam
Of traffic queued.

And did she realize her luck
On reaching the promised land, Ma Duck?
That out of danger she'd been plucked,
By humans saved?
For some observant soul in sight
Had soon foreseen approaching plight
And brought the police upon the site
To part the waves!


Details | Free verse | |

The Bleeding Roses

Roses in the garden,

Roses in the world,

Barrened roses,

Roses impearled,

But now roses curled...

 

Peach roses show modesty,

Peach roses show gratitude,

However, they are often insincere...

 

Yellow roses seem to care,

Yellow roses show friendship,

However, they are often joyless and jealous...

 

Pink roses communicate sweetness,

Pink roses radiate elegance,

However, they are often unthankful...

 

Orange roses have desire,

Orange roses show their pride,

However, they are often impassive...

 

Purple roses are majestic,

Purple roses express love at first sight,

However, they are often repulsed and unenchanted...

 

Green roses are harmonious,

Green roses carry hope,

However, they are often unpeaceful...

 

Blue roses like dreaming,

Blue roses are imaginative,

Blue roses desire to know the unknown,

Blue roses are mysterious,

However, they are often elusive and unattainable...

 

Red roses are emotional,

Red roses are devotional,

Red roses are respectful,

However, they are often remorseful, sorrowful and mistaken...

 

Gold roses are occassional,

Gold roses like memories,

Gold roses are preserved,

However, they are often misinterpreted and confused...

 

White roses are pure,

White roses have innocence,

White roses are spiritual,

White roses carry secrecy,

However, they are often arrogant...

 

Silver roses are rare,

Silver roses like to grow,

Silver roses convert fantasy into reality,

However, they are often lost and uneasy,

But they seem unpredictable and mystical...

 

Black roses are mysterious,

Black roses are rebirth,

However, they often remain elusive,

They often symbolize death and loss,

But they are unpredictable and silent,

Though, they are often harmed...

 

Roses in  the garden,

Roses in the world,

Barrened roses,

But now roses swirled and twirled...

 

Although, now peach roses are lying,

Yellow roses turning jealous and browned,

Pink roses being unsweet and unthankful,

Orange roses being impulsive and compulsive,

Purple roses being repulsed and revulsed,

Green roses losing hope and harmony,

Blue roses being undiscovered and lost,

Red roses being regretful and voided,

Gold roses bewildered and confused,

White roses losing purity and innocence,

Silver roses turning black and unused,

And black roses silenced and unborn...

 

All there is to see are roses vanishing,

Roses burning,

Roses trembling,

Roses surviving,

Roses aching,

Roses battling,

Roses crying,

Roses suffering,

Roses drowning,

Roses drying,

Roses fading,

Roses trying,

Roses wiltering...

 

All there is to feel are roses withering,

In a bed of bleeding roses...


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


Details | Couplet | |

Machu Pichu

A staff is more than handhold, its worn
to the grasp, trust in what fell down from above.

The llama's sure foothold fits like our staffs
in the rocks climbing upward to the top to the sky.

We risk the blaze of sun, for the wide wings of condor
soaring, spiraling, hunting for a meal, never assured

except for his hold on the sky, flight, supreme
over the rocks and tumbles and worn out straw

of season of cold passing into days of warmth.
The spindle clatter, the roil and curve of weft needle

a prayer to on high, like the spirals of rock to the sky
the sun speaking to us at feet, these are complete

to the rest and remain of our escape to safety
in the cradle of our summer retreat, waiting for stars

to fall among us, waiting for stars to carry us away
from homes built within a circle of spires, three spires

to bring the ley lines of power into our grasp, to offer
escape from the dust and dung we live in, amazed.


Details | Free verse | |

The Humans and I

Ones who wage,
Ones who rage,
Ones who take,
Ones who pay,
Ones who craze,
Ones who rave,
Ones who crave…

Ones who fear,
Ones who breathe,
Ones who give,
Ones who need,
Ones who will,
Ones who weave…

Ones who plead,
Ones who beg,
Ones who beseech,
Ones who entreat,
Ones who appeal,
Ones who volunteer,
Ones who disappear…

The ones who follow,
The ones that don’t know about tomorrow,
The ones who don’t deserve the morrow…

The ones who sleep,
The ones who cry,
The ones who live,
The ones who die…

The ones who proclaim,
Those who say they create,
The ones who ache,
The ones who don’t wait,
The ones who hesitate,
The ones who don’t concentrate,
The ones who fornicate,
The ones who procrastinate…

Those who fall in temptation,
Those who get in frustration,
Those who sometimes feel desperation,
Those who keep going without caution,
Those in motion,
Those in tension,
Those losing notion,
Those being poisoned,
Those getting in distortion,
Those following the broken diction,
Those dying like the billions,
Those without unction,
Those washed in the oceans…

I might seem cold,
But it is you who is bold.
I might not express,
But it is you who doesn’t let me progress.
I might not seem like I seek,
But it is you who doesn’t know me…
I might seem like I need,
But it is you who might always be begging on your knees.
I might seem dull,
But it is the one that is fool.
I might not be alight,
But it is you who isn’t truly alive…

I will remain neutral,
I will remain silver,
I will remain gray,
I feel darkness,
I feel light,
I will remain hallowed…,
After all, it is you who deserves no life…

I am a metal hawk,
I am a mountain goat,
I am a silver bird,
I am a gray wolf,
I am a white tiger,
I am a mystic rose…,
I am I…

I’m alive,
And I survive,
You are here,
However, it is you who deserves no life…

Being human does not imply that you have humanity…


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The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


Details | Tanka | |

What A Beauty

<                                    beneath swollen ..... moon
                                      in pasture of...... rolling hills
                                      standing  ....hind quarters
                                      a beautiful black ...... stallion
                                      simply took my breath ........ away






Entry For
Rick Parise's 
A Memory Of Beauty
Tanka Contest
G.L. All
                                      


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Instilled With This

Dust covered crawled like worms, had no concern
Found on ground ripened apple’s bitter juice
Digging in gluttony without discern
Dark heart in matter chooses wrong produce

Climb from trunk to branches long journey true
Building without rest to sleep in cocoon
While feeding on nourishment from fruit grew
Rise from sleep to sail high sky like balloon  


Details | Cowboy | |

The Farmer and The Cowboy / Deuteronomy 11:13

The Farmer woke, 
Before break of day, 
And for a little rain did pray. 
Then hitched his team, 
And plowed the land, 
Given him by the Master’s hand. 
 
The Cowboy awoke, 
And a prayer he sighed, 
“Please give us rain, for the prairie is dry.” 
Then in the heat, 
He did rope and brand, 
The cattle given him by the Master’s hand. 
 
At night, before sleep, 
The Farmer read, 
The words from the Bible that God had said, 
“If you’ll keep my Commandments, 
In it’s season I’ll make it rain, 
And you shall eat, 
And your land shall fill with grain.” 
 
The Cowboy fell asleep remembering, 
A verse his Ma had read, 
A promise God made and the words he said, 
“Love and serve the Lord God, 
And it shall come to pass, 
That I shall make it rain, 
And for the cattle, there shall be grass.” 
 
So each resolved, in his own way, 
To be a better man, 
And follow closely the Commandments, 
And there-fore save the land. 
 
And though they never met, 
They prayed for the same thing, 
And watched the sky for the clouds, 
And the rain that they would bring. 
 
And though it was long in coming, 
The drops fell upon the land, 
And revived and refreshed these special places, 
Given by the Master’s hand. 
 
The Farmer and the Cowboy, 
Each prayed for the land of which they were fond, 
And through their belief, they saved the Earth, 
Through the Lord’s Common Bond.


Details | Haiku | |

Haiku 105

ocean water ripples
sun brings glistening rainbow
peace is found on earth


Details | Free verse | |

Four O'Clocks

I wonder how they know what time it is.
Always open at the same time each day.
Blossoms of so many different colors.
They have always truly amazed me.
How could they not be my favorites?
My colorful blooming Four O'Clocks.


Details | Ballade | |

By the rainbow coloured river

By the rainbow coloured river.

Is there anything more wonderful?
Than these early morning hours
As the morning sun shines down
With all its magic power
To fill the river with its light
And cause it to reflect
A magic world of splendid colour
For my eyes to detect.

Oh, those mighty tingle trees
That grow on the other side
Of this rainbow coloured river
They stand there deified
And make my heart just spill on over
With oh, such tender bliss
On this lovely dawn in Nornalup
I am here, and I am this!

The sun shines down on the velvet lawn
Where me, I quietly stand
Oh, what a splendid colour green
So wonderful, so grand!
A clump of trees up there ahead
They’re alive with the morning sun
Oh what beauty shines on through
As this day has just begun.

30 May 2014 @ 0716hrs.


Details | Diamante | |

Diamante I

                                              
                                                  down
                                                goes the
                                            curtain on this
                                     moonless night of stars
                                             I spread out
                                                and look
                                                     up
                                                                   


Details | Blank verse | |

The Dust God

I am drifting into memories.
Wasting away like a million photographs fading in the sun-
Yet with ceaseless renewal,
Staining the depths of my eyes with images
In the minds shutter ever fluttering to infinity,
Stringing together this conscious stream I play in-
My stupendous God made of dust and space
Tightrope walking existence!
And to think we too are made of mostly nothing-
Chance so scarcely gracing our atoms with a single touch
In a place so lonely when counted, 
Yet so abounding when felt!
So dance with the Dust God 
Poised miles above the earth-
Prance on your stilts, 
And peek into the great valleys beneath his skin.
Because any moment we could disappear 
Into


Jacob Reinhardt	
9/19/2013


Details | Rhyme | |

4:20, Four- Twenty, The Earth Day Birthday

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | I do not know? | |

Seaside serenity

Simple treasures we have found
(seaweeds, fossils
seashells, crabs)
as we learned to look around

Walking holding hand
(He stopped
and wrote)
I love you in the sand

As the tides began to rise
(He laughed
I cried) 
as the words disappeared before our eyes

But simple treasures we have found
(become fossilized
loving memories) 
as we learn to look around


Details | Haiku | |

Blossom {Haiku / Tanka / Haiku }

<                                      red ~ gold ~ brown ~ and .... green
                                        rustic ~ over - tures .... whistlers 
                                        harvest .......  happiness


                                        the ~ winds ~ mighty ..... gale
                                        speaks ~ to ~ enchanted .... forest
                                        time ~ to ~ turn ~ new ...... leaf
                                        for ~ autumn ~ has ~ once .... returned
                                        and ~ you ~ must ~ all ~ come ~ on ..... down


                                       braided ~ and ..... despaired
                                       yet ~ forges ~ on ~ right ..... ahead
                                       fall ~ colours .....  blossom



Entry For Linda Marie's
Harvest Of Happiness
Haiku/Tanka/Haiku - Contest
G.L. All


Details | Free verse | |

Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


Details | Limerick | |

Take Care Of Yourself

<                                 Once there were two monkeys in a tree
                                   Abandoned by their own family
                                   A hunting they did go
                                   Bananas they did tow
                                   For munching while watching the show glee


                                  Singing and dancing to happy tune
                                  Along came an hugh frigging monsoon
                                  Wiping out daily stock
                                  Grapes bananas what crock
                                  What's next grooming by pack of baboons



Entry For 
John Freemans 
Limericks Hilarious Contest
G.L. All


Details | Haiku | |

Look!

april rain ends
rainbow over the city
prophesy of hope?


Details | Rhyme | |

A Feather of You

A feather of a bird,
My feather of you,
Drifting in the air,
Aimless in the sky and a blur,
Not one, but two.
Drifting without a care,
My feather of you in the air!
Lost in the funnel of the wind,
My feather disappears,
Drifting in the air,
Flowing aimlessly again,
Crossing over so near.
A feather of you my only fear!
Found with the resolution I see,
A feather of me,
Falling loosely and free,
Softly to the ground,
With very little sound!
A feather of you and me,
But only one I have found.


Details | Acrostic | |

Majestic Eagle

Majestic Eagle Ever so faithful to her kind, the highest place she can find An eagle builds her nest so high, high as the sky Giving it her best, greatness is her quest Love in her breast, and in everything in the nest Every eaglet will live and inherit her best. 7/30/11 In honor of John Freeman’s contest Pure Thoughts On Nature a first place win


Details | Tanka | |

Early Morning

flocks of birds fly in...
newly mown lawn wet with dew
ducklings waddle by
poor birds take flight frightfully...
then return to look for worms
03/22/2012 3rd Place Winner Black Eyed Susan "Tanka" Contest


Details | Haiku | |

In The Dell

securely hidden
small secluded valley...
morning awakens
rainbows of color
flowers glisten with fresh dew...
animals abound
fluffy clouds floating
sunshine brings natural prizms...
heaven, earth collide
"A Scenery Of Your Choice As An Artist Contest" Sponsor of contest: Gail Doyle Poem Written: July 13, 2012 4th Place winner


Details | Ballade | |

MOONBEAMS BALLADE

Each night you boldly face the jury,
Perched high upon your heavenly throne.
Eloquently repeating your wondrous story
Of never-ending love in flesh and bone.
Giving listening earth a heart of its own
And a yearning for joys still unseen,
Pleasures remaining yet unknown.
Forever may your light glow serene.


Your presence makes no one sorry.
The somber owl has no reason to groan.
His musings from the limestone quarry
Only make his sublime design known.
By your majesty darkness is overthrown.
The romantic cricket sings to his queen
Whose beauty he desires to be shown.
Forever may your light glow serene.




Your soothing glow calms the night’s fury,
Giving every figure an aesthetic tone.
On my windowsill the gleam of your glory
And in my room your royalty overflown.
Every apple of discord you have shone,
By the waxing of your noble sheen.
The shadow of gloom and grief  has gone.
Forever may your light glow serene.



High above our arch have you flown,
As you ushered in the Master’s routine.
There you reign enthroned on high alone.
Forever may your light glow serene.


Details | Ballade | |

As I walk these silent streets

As I walk these silent streets

This morn is filled with mystery
As I walk the silent streets
Shadows filled with gentleness
They make each step so sweet
Some folk are frightened in the dark
But me, I feel at home
As I walk these trails with feather feet
And in this darkness roam.

The magpies warble tenderly
They seem to get up early
The C moon shrouded by the mist
Is a wondrous site to see
This morning mist I find so sweet
It has a quality
That seems to give a mystic feel
To the very core of me

Oh yes, there’s something about the morn
That thrills me to the core
The silence penetrates my soul
And I am more than sure
That magic folk live in the darkness
Who come from a wondrous place
And hide within these mystic realms
All filled with warmth, and grace.


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Tyburn | |

Dolphins

Peaceful 
Graceful 
Blissful 
Cheerful 
Swimming dolphins peaceful graceful play 
In a poetic blissful cheerful day 


Details | Haiku | |

Sunet Strip

<                                  well isn't that swell
                                lost another cool surfboard ...
                                      holy sharks galore



                                        beyond horizon
                                 the sun bids day well ado ...
                                       happy trails to you



                                       top of old smokey
                                  cumulus congestive skies ...
                                    coughing up a storm



                                        excursion riding
                                  using buoyant enforcement ...
                                      to capture the sun



                                       yacht and small vessel
                                  endlessly floats rippled lake ...
                                       feeling abandoned                                   
                                                            


Details | Epigram | |

Alertness

Attunement at its best
Be to hell go the rest


Details | Blank verse | |

LANGUAGE OF CALMNESS



A fading sunset warmly glows On woodland touched by Autumn’s clay And trickling down, a soft rainfall Beneath a copper frame of sky. My humming senses grasp the winds Like keepers in a serenade, To taste a calmness that renews Ripe budding of soul’s gentle drift Mellow the sound passing through shrubs A constant wait for moon to peep, That silence holds its own language Where grasses meet my eyes, humbled By tincture that heals sweet forgiving Through graceful bows of newborn leaves. I lay between the straws of light Till downhill walk takes me back home. In the Woods Contest, Caleb Smith by nette onclaud


Details | Sonnet | |

Catch Me If You Can French Sonnet

<               enticing to eyes watching mama's pink roses bloom
                 fourty years later someone else now cares for them
                 fresh cut daily and seen in her arms their long stems
                 tears streaming down face I sit under swollen moon
                 waiting watching for sun to come up again soon
                 to catch one more glimsp of mama's planted old gems
                 unfurling petals before been chopped or condemned
                 think I'll ask if can take one for my dining room

                 aroma bursting amidst thy supper's table
                 bowed heads we come and thank our Heavenly father
                 somebody still cared though sick and times unable
                 and answers it's door for which one has come bothered
                 to let bask in roses empowering fable
                 and not to be called as it's one's roses robber



French Sonnet is a poem with rhyme scheme
Of ABBAABBA and CDCDCD
Or ABBAABBA and CDECDE
Syllable count is 12 syllable per line.


Details | I do not know? | |

Magnificent Rainbow Tree

Magnificent Rainbow Tree


Your limb are on fire
Spirit burning bright
Igniting my desire
Setting me alight

Thank you for the vision
Your reflection burns in me
Mirroring my soul with precision
Magnificent rainbow me.


Diana Dalton
10 Sept 2012


Details | Lyric | |

A Peaceful Sight

I sit among the audience of my thoughts
Upon a chair 
With my feet up high casually on a table
My senses, my breath, my heart rate is stable
Silence at this very moment is my mind’s favorite labor
The leaves they sway from side to side 
so graciously, it is my favorite sight
Beside me,
The cherking of birds is my morning cup of delight
In front of me,
The rattle of the clear crystal pool is the depth and constancy of a single thought
The clear blue sky is my happy tomorrow
On my face you will find no trace of sorrow
Such a peaceful sight I see
If only you could bare witness with me
To such a glorious and heavenly sight
Like A picture perfect,
Or a beautiful view in Peru
The glorious nature has set me at ease
I am calmed by the steady breeze
Yet the buzzing of my cousin
Is like the sound of a busy bee
She speaks to me of heartache and despair 
And the death of some distant loved one
She makes a noble and noteworthy declaration
To give me a kidney if mine decides to collapse
I smile at her with this carefree sensation
As I sit there typing and pretending to care
Tapping my fingers to a rhythm while unaware
Smiling a genuine smile and sighing a pretentious sigh
You want me to speak of wickedness and of madness
At this moment I am indifferent,oblivious, I genuinely Do Not Care
The quacking of a random duck 
Came casually as pure luck
Lazily I yawn, so dazed, and simply amazed 
 I am hypnotized
At this sight that left me mesmerized.




Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








Details | Kyrielle | |

Ringing In The New Year

<                             raise your glass toast to thy new year
                               recant memories close and near
                               shed thy tears for beloved that died
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky


                               new dawn is upon horizon
                               bless me "O" Lord for I have sinned 
                               basking in beauty I did cry 
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky



                               winter spring summer and fall's theme
                               natures way of trickery schemes
                               weaving another day to try
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky



                               ever try an moon and stars dance
                               believe me they put you in trance
                               so raise me once again Lord high
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky



                               crown jewels and mirrored fixtures settings
                               illuminates hearts strings nettings
                               ask not pass singing auld lange sye
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky 




Entry For
Dr Ram Mehta's
Ring Out Wild Bells
To The Wild Sky
Kyeriell Contest
G.L. All                             


Details | Haiku | |

ZOOKEEPER

Lookin' after pests
Keepin' a CLOSE eye on 'em
"Those wild animals!"

Roamin' around zoo
Searchin' for sneaky monkey
Hidin' in a tree

Zookeeper gets mad
"Where's Marty, the smartypants!?"
"He TOOK my cage keys!"


Details | Acrostic | |

I'm Falling For You

<                             Signs of the time
                               Enriched vibrant colors 
                               Painted on minds eye canvass
                               To inscribe it's beauty to another
                               Eventually leaving one in awe
                               Marching in it's parade of showings
                               Begining to end
                               Each and every year
                               Requesting for it's safe return


Entry For Carol Brown's 
Fall Is Around The Corner Contest
I Chose September
G.L. All


Details | Rhyme | |

My Quiet Place - In Your Heart

My room, which is in our school's condominium is miles away from  home. All alone, I stay in this beautiful room which has one glass window and  two sliding glass doors . On weekends, especially Sundays, it is so quiet here and  peaceful.  Neighbors are few, their doors are closed and many of them go back home. At first, melancholy was killing me. Finally, I've found some good diversions; which had extricated this feeling. In tandem with my household chores is sitting here in a  balcony where a very fantastic view I see! Overlooking here are swimming pool,  manmade lake, the flying  birds and  squirrels running and swaying on the branches of those tall green trees. So, I really find this balcony a perfect place to stay while silence engulfs me. In here, I play piano and paint; then,  conglomerations of feelings I have as I write my poetry.

In Your Heart


The tall green trees are beckoning,
They can sense what I feel;
Those squirrels which make sounds and grin,
They've secrets to reveal .

Silence will never make you sad,
It refreshes your mind;
You can enhance your skills and pray,
In your heart, you can find.


Written: Sept. 1,2012





First Place Winner
Contest: My Quiet Place
Contest Judged: 9/17/2012  
Sponsor Poet: Sara Kendrick


Details | Free verse | |

Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


Details | Rhyme | |

Frosted Embers

Winter rides On the weathered Wings of the wind Through a heavy sky Where violet hues are Pinned. Wispy Clouds flow like Angel Hair in graceful curls Winter's frosted embers Adorn the earth like millions Of priceless pearls. A Cleansing renewal transpires From the harshness of winter air Divine growth emerges from a land That is hushed in graceful prayer. Beautiful Wisdom radiates from Inside this wonderland of pristine light As a kaleidoscope of color emanates From this heavenly prism of white. Carole Cookie Arnold 01/02/2010


Details | Free verse | |

Bao - Yu

<                                         Bao - Yu
                                        precious jade
                                    your angelic font 
                                  cast mirrored images
                                      off stilled pond


                                  orchids in woven hair
                                  garments of satin and lace
                                  you lying in fetal position
                                  upon granite's stone
                                  tell me heavenly Goddess


                                  Why Do You Look So Sad  ?




Written By Katherine Stella

For Rambling Poet's
Reflection Contest 

G.L. ALL

Name Of This Poem 
Is Entitled
Bao -Yu


Details | Rhyme | |

Winter's Blanket

Virgin snow forms a blanket of shimmery white.
Pine tree boughs are weighted down this night.
Not a creature stirred.
Not a sound heard.
A feeling as If I were standing within a snow globe.
A magical story to unfold.
Silvery snow falling upon my face,
Sticking to my eyelashes, creating white lace.
Crystal tear drops forming upon my cheeks,
Giving me a look of mystique.
Street lights disperses snowflakes in a whimsical dance.
Making my nighttime surroundings a fairytale-like sense.
As if a child has shaken the snow globe to see,
Falling snow crystals shimmering silvery white onto me.
Tiny miracles of light,
Fluttering, dancing earthward creating a magical sight.


By Connie Gildersleeve







Details | Haiku | |

Halloween Haiku

<                                      amidst swollen moon
                                 creatures of the night stalking .....
                                          predator's bounty



                                          be ~ witching ~ hour
                                     beastly  mannerism   gone
                                          totally but .... wild



                                          black cat crosses path
                                          another seven years of ........
                                          having such bad luck



                                              culdron pot boils
                               hearts ~ gizzards ~ livers ... bat's hair 
                                          witches stilled brewing
                                         
                                                                                


Details | Tanka | |

Your History

<                                 symbolic icon
                           abrupts captivating flight
                                    honoring fallen
                       amidst lined tombstone's marker
                             at historic Fort Snelling



Written By
Katherine Stella  8/8/11

Entry For Carolyn Devonshire's
Bald Eagle In Cemetery Contest
G.L. All


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Veil of spiritual eyes

Beyond the Veil Of Spiritual Eyes The eye of the spirit pulls back the veil Revealing a trove of unseen trails Alabaster sands embrace rose colored water Golden fingers dote over its earthly daughter Elements are alive with healing in their wake Swells, breaking curls release life into the lake As the foliage rustles from the wind in their sails All is alive from the living waters, all else pales We are but a tiny rosebud struggling to birth Into a garden inhabiting an ever growing earth One drop from the water unseals the eyes Lifting life’s veil removing its clever disguise Carole Cookie Arnold


Details | Idyll (Idyl) | |

Sunrise in The Rockies

The sky seems to be on fire,
Almost supernatural,
Burning magnesium bright.
Almost as if Armageddon is coming;
As if it's already here.

It transfers its brillance to the mountains
Turning the rock into pillars of flame,
Makinf them seem even more immovable,
Even more untouchable,
Grander, and more breathtakingly terrifying
Than ocean waves at night.

And if the scholars are right
And my time here is limited,
Almost to the point of being negligible
In the view of the mountains, the sea, and the sky;
If this could be that fabled 'any moment'
Then I am sure that I'll be fine.

This one perfect sunrise;
That one immaculate night on the beach;
Those Holy days, that come every summer;
There is nothing more or less 
Than any one of these.

And as the sky starts to lose its color,
As the day starts fading gently into night,
I'll hold on to this one perfect moment;
This one second of blazing clarity,
When the world itself seemed more alive.


Details | Senryu | |

Funny Farm

cluck,oink,meow,quack,maa
cock-a-doodle-do,moo,baa
tis my wild kingdom
written 2009


Details | Free verse | |

Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


Details | Verse | |

Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
 
Right now, I am exactly as I am
You


Details | Couplet | |

A Horse Of Course

<                                        Horses and snowflakes
                                   Illuminating to it's tongue's pallet's plate


                                              Open carriage rides
                                         Falling flakes in the eyes


                                             City strewn lights
                                  Hoof's echoing through out the night


                                             Fleece blankets
                                              Cider drank it


                                              Horns blare
                                              People's stare

                                             
                                        New York's Central Park
                                       An home for many after dark


                                         Four miles of bridal paths
                                    Drawn coaches to bring you back


                                          So horses and snowflakes
                                      Fills this ones poet's pallet's plate



Written By Katherine Stella
My Theme Was Both 
Horses And Snowflakes
This Is An Entry
For Constance ~A Rambling Poet 's ~ Contest
G.L. All
                                     

                                     
                                            
                             


Details | Ballade | |

I have it all

I have it all

What need I, I have it all
There’s nothing that I need
This garden offers everything
Oh, yes, it does indeed
Those branches dancing on the breeze
Green parrots gentle call
Soft music on the stereo
Oh yes, I have it all.

No treasures in this whole wide world
Could give me any more
One moment spent among the flowers
This be what I adore
Hibiscus with its purple flowers
Those softly cooing doves
Soft green leaves in the morning sun
Oh, all of this I love.

Those dark grey clouds that fill the sky
Give off a hint of rain
As I wait to feel the velvet drops
I’m like a man insane
Drinking in the sweet damp air
And this beauty all around
I open up my heart and soul
To the harmony here found.


Details | Free verse | |

Minnesota Wild

<                                          Minnesota Wild

                                 Like its loon that cascades it's lakes


                                             Minnesota Wild

                                  Like it's black bear strong and fierce

                                            
                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's deer and 12 point bucks

                                    
                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's rivers and winding streams

                                              
                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's mighty timbers and pines


                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's eagle that soars forever free


                                               Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's pheasant and wild turkey

                                 
                                               Minnesota Wild

                                       Like it's great northern pike 


                                               Minnesota Wild

                                    My anthem and illuminated theme





Entry For
John Heck's
Encore Contest
G.L. All

                            

                                   

                                 

                                 

                                 


Details | Verse | |

One Gray Stone

 

Quietly I wait, thin, round, I hold the perfect shape To be the one chosen, if only to be picked I'll promise you my wanderer you worries I shall fix With thrusting speed and gracious flight a great release I await a simple flick of thy wrist and across the waters' I'll skate I'll sail so free in dancing steps with murmurous whispers I'll sing In flight I'll ease your weary mind then beneath the waters' I'll sink A peaceful day is all I'll leave as rippling dreams float free I am that stone of simple beauty in silence I sit and wait.... _________________________________


Details | Ballade | |

Breath of sweetness

Breath of sweetness

The breath of sweetness in the air
On this cooling winters day
Flows into the soul of me
As I move along my way
I walk the trail that follows lake
All rimmed with dark green trees
And watch with wonder in my soul
As they dance upon the breeze

A flock of brightly colored parrots
Do fly above my head
All green and red, with shades of blue
They lighten some, my tread
As those trees all shades of fluffy green
Do shelter sparkling lake
I dance within the shades of magic
That come with each daybreak.

The grass grows tall along the banks
As the sky, an azure blue
Be the canvas for the morning sun
That enhances morning hues
So all alone beside this lake
This beauty touches me
And tells me of another world
All filled with mystery.


Details | Free verse | |

Zest of Limes

I live where
lime trees bloom
before spring has come,
where early unattended fruit
drop from the trees...
I gather some
in a silver metal bowl
and place them on a table.
These green and yellow limes
are round, redolent, with a clean
citrus flavor.  I squeeze one,
release its oils, and rub my hands
with wringing motions,
cover my nose to breathe
the fresh, clean scent --
and marvel, once again,
how such simplicity
can cheer me.


Details | Ballade | |

Questions for everyone

Questions for everyone

Has anybody ever sat? 
In a garden filled with flowers
Have you felt the magic there?
Have you felt the power?
Have you sat there with the body still?
And the mind too, just the same?
Have you ever lost yourself?
As the mind stopped playing games

Have you seen those magic colours?
And really seen them too!
Have you felt the touch of the morning breeze?
Have you seen the way she do?
Touch those branches with her glory
Make them dance in the morning sun
As the sparkles nearly blow your mind
And you’re the holy one?

Have you ever heard the dove’s warm Coo
And that deep, deep ravens croak?
Have you seen the mulberry tree?
As she dons her summers coat?
And radiance and reverence
Are all that one can know
Have you ever sat there in the garden?
And watched the morning flow.


Details | Free verse | |

Linger A While

Linger A While As the sunsets on the Remains of the day Her golden arms blush Into a heated crimson Gloriously she ribbons the Day with a jubilee of color As she sinks willingly into Twilight’s ambiance Making her way into the Background, giving the night Its rightful place to dazzle its Reflection before humanity As if, she literally steps aside For another to shine Standing in the winged beauty Of heavens dynasty Harmony is a well oiled Timetable of events That, if practiced by humanity Our vessels would flow as one Our confidence would climb and Endeavors would grow From harmony’s powerful support System of appreciation Carole Cookie Arnold


Details | Sonnet | |

Broken Wind Chimes

Dangling from the tree I can see,
Broken wind chimes that still sing.
They just hang on by a split string.
Sending a harmony of tunes to thee.
 
Their tones and vibrations are a bit broken for me.
I listen and I ponder for what tunes they can bring.
From the tree they will sway when they can swing.
Bits and pieces are released through the air and flee.
 
Caught in the wind is it’s vibrations.
Carrying signals of great magnitude.
Funneling clouds into new creations.
Bringing air into a brand new mood.
 
Broken wind chimes can still sing a song,
But their messages are scattered all along.
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich 2007


Details | Personification | |

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cues

My day is a day to be reckoned with my Sir!
I am down back to zero going again you see.
I carry a silver stick just for you not for me.
Do know I roll in a blend of pure magic I stir.
 
Like my soup you are and a cat I shall purr.
My summer is magic my winter cues as be.
I am busy you see to fly in and out like thee.
But in between this world is a cross to incur.
 
And at the end of this world is even a bigger cross,
Sharp as a whistle seemingly to be  at a great loss!
 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2009
.


Details | Free verse | |

A quiet place



The shadows from the moon glide across the pond
all is quiet as i visit walking softly under the willows
of this place i am fond

the voices of the night sing a welcomed melody
for right here right now there is no other place
i would rather be

the seasons change and with each renewal my
secret place welcomes me home like a warm blanket
during the evening chill

my thoughts gather here and each breath becomes
entwined while the problems of the day disappear like
the fog rising from the warm water into the cool
evening air

as i sit against the tree my eyes are drawn upward
through the branches where the first stars of the evening
are making their appearance

it is almost as if i am looking within a great snow 
globe and when shaken all the stars twinkle and
move about in a dark velvet blue sky

a breeze collects swiftly yet quietly running itself along
the edge of the pond picking up leaves and swirling them
round and round like a whirling dervish

how lucky i am to witness natures beauty presenting itself
in front of me like a grand play which changes from time
to time without reason or rhyme...


Details | Couplet | |

Cactus Heart

You would assume I am thirsty in this dire heat,
Or that my needles would cause others to quickly retreat,
You would conclude that my flowers were only for show
Or that if someone didn’t water me I would never grow,
But what you don’t see in plain eye sight
Is that I am flourishing with waters of integrity and might,
Under these thorns you call choked up defenses
Breeds the strength to survive all forms and pretenses,
To you I require little maintenance… but I know better,
I know how to absorb all I need in good and bad weather,
For I was strategically placed in this atmosphere,
All I need dwells in my structure enabling me to stay clear
Of beasts that lurk when sandstorms arise,
When mirages start to mesmerize,
When signs and wonders appear in fallen skies,
And soldiers forget to break ancient soul ties,
I stand my post and flaunt my spikes,
A cactus heart survives all flights.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: In a Very dry Place
Contest: Forgot


Details | Sonnet | |

Twin Key

June 24th 2010

Twin Key

Hey, help me out here would you please?
Can you show me where all my whys go?
While you are at it search my I told you so.
More so, that alter ego I want you to seize.

Listen here and listen up, it has twin keys.
I tell you something else, do not tell it no.
It gets bigger and bigger a dynasty I know.
Blow a kiss for me send it my best breeze.

Roll out my red carpet,
Spit-shine your shoes,
Sit it down just park it!
Say I depart my blues!

Look out here there is two just like me,
God blessed you! I have my Twin Key.

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010





Details | Rhyme | |

7th Sense

I could see auras
Blotched on the walls before me
Around human heads

I could see colors
Floating around head gaily 
Like precious halos

I could smell - 1st sense
I could taste - 2nd sense
I could see - 3rd sense 
I could feel - 4th sense
I could touch - 5th sense
I could sense (intuition) - 6th sense 
Guess my seventh sense?

If you don't, that proves that your dense! 

Get the hint?
If you do, here's a cookie!
You get it? 
If you don't, shame on you...
Shame to you, 
dude or lady! 
Really now? Really? 

I could sense
When someone is ill...
Or when someone is sad...
When things go wrong...be still !
I could sense that you're mad...

I'm seventh sense
Can you guess my 7th sense?
*hint* hint* Read the first 6 lines! 
It's not that complicated! 


Details | Verse | |

ABSORBING NATURE

ABSORBING NATURE
Jet stream shoots Between two mountains cliffs A breeze of honeysuckles I smell Shooting stream Jet between two mountains Cliffs of honeysuckles to enrich Mountains cliffs A stream jets a breeze felt Honeysuckles smelt and landscape blooms Waterfall Mountain parts water pours A course emerge a spring to love
|______________________________________________________________________|
Poet: Verlena S. Walker Date: Penned October 26, 2014! Contest Name: SOME FORM OF CRYSTALLINE


Details | Couplet | |

Gold Fish and The Frog

There was a Goldfish who thought he was a shark.
He kept biting the lily pad of a Monk Frog.
Behave said the frog, for you are no shark.
I can if I want, said the goldfish, if you are a Monk.

The goldfish kept attacking the lily pad with ardor and spunk.
He wouldn’t be gainsaid on being a shark.
As the Frog studied relentlessly to become what was wont.
Neither one believing the other… could become what he did want.

Now along came a snake to eat the monk frog on his ark.
But to him… this lily pad was sacred, and he didn’t want to disembark.
So the goldfish attached a leaf to stand straight up on his back…
And as he bit the snake’s tail the frog hollered SHARK!
 
Pandemonium ensued as the frightened snake did run off…
Thinking it’s better to be safe, than as some one else’s dinner doffed.
So some how, together they both became what they did want.
Living happily ever after, as friends in that great lily pond.

The moral my friend is you can be whatever you want.
Still, don’t stop as the path becomes hard, that you sought…
For if a gold fish can become a shark… and a Frog a Monk…
Then with work and friends made… you can become whatever you want.


Details | Verse | |

Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



Details | Sonnet | |

Bless it be Thee!

May 27, 2010

Bless it be Thee!

Bless it be Thee!
Truly, I love you.
My whole my new.
My heart your key!

Loose lips and free.
Realistically, I knew!
You are far and few.
I can justly let it be.

You know, it is Gemini’s Full Moon tonight,
The Universe is waking up figuring us all out.
Point me out as a random beam of Moonlight,
I am engulfing and enriching charts in route.

Swiftly suited, I stand in my place!
Bless it be it to Thee! A closed case!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Haiku | |

Eye Of The Tiger

<                                              eye of the tiger
                                            mystical yet beautiful ...
                                            even through monsoon's




Written By 
Katherine Stella 10/30/11

Season Chosen Monsoon

Entry For Charles Henderson's
Very Strict Haiku G.L. All


Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





Details | Light Poetry | |

Face of Foul

July 30th 2010

Face of Foul

Clever thy is or thy once was?
On a clear day, I did indeed pray.
So then, the clouds flew over me.
After many adjustments came doves.
Then feathers tumbled as they fray.
Thus, a backstroke of a quill is a key.

Far far away in a land farthest from thou:
I cover fields of flesh mind body and soul.
And not one sole an error in face of foul.
I have sown them all together as a whole.

Let you be known: I have put my foot down upon your Mighty Head!
Let ye also be known that I do sleep in a Queen, not King sized bed.

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Free verse | |

Warm My World

When sunset's flaring fingers caress the earth
and dance a blazing trail across skin winter-pale

and extrovert embers kindle frost-frigid air
as firelight flirts and flickers with flame-molten flair;

when carnelian clouds tumble in fire opal skies,
or marigolds and nasturtiums bloom and burn;

when sunshine fruits fatten and flame on lace-leaved trees
and apricots and peaches sweeten sultry summer days,

or fire-tinged juices tingle and fizz with refreshing 
vivid vivacity, and tangerines tartly blaze;

when heat sparks healing hope within my heart
and paints warm sunrises on the canvas of my mind,

then bright vitality ignites as sun-smiling hues combine
and my whole world is coloured vibrantly joyful and kind.


Details | Haiku | |

Wolf's Tongue

<                                  wolf tongue speaks at night
                                 search for prey has come to end ...
                                         howling escalates





Written by
Katherine Stella 11/16/11

Entry For
Deb Guzzi's Animal Haiku

I Chose The Wolf
My Home State
Is Minnesota
Wolf Pop Estimate 3020 Per D.N.R. 
Yikes

G.L. All


Details | Personification | |

Summer

Songs and dances of June
roses, pink and heavenly yellow
sun splashed water, floating cloud boats
that drift through summer skies, blown
by jasmine breezes...
fields of waving grasses, and scented sage
evening orchid sunsets, that lie their heads
down on pillows of billowed white
and bid adieu to passing day...


Details | Ballad | |

A PARK BENCH

The world spinning round 
A park bench 
The wind... 
The only sound 
Trees, 
Red and gold 
Tumbling leaves 

How a world can stop 
Turn by turn... 
Park bench 
Life burning by 
Sit through the day 
Passing play... 
Park bench 
Sometimes... 
It's the only way 


Details | Free verse | |

Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Surprising Seasonal Change

Temperature is going up and the sun is out
Fluffy clouds move slowly across the sky
Thinking it is winter what could this be about
Buds are on the trees and I am wondering why
Dandelions in full bloom as spring has arrived oh my
3rd Place Winner Short Verse Contest of Brian Strand 02/28/2012


Details | Free verse | |

THE FULL MOON BLOOMS

Tonight, the full moon blooms
And foils the looming gloom.
The remnant doom from noon
Has lost it's bullish tune.
And embraces dusk's eerie cool.


The village square it illuminates
Arena of moonlight tales of late
The little ones gather and wait
While the elderly engage in debates
And the goats noisily ruminates


The bright night, lights sparks
Of bliss and joy in trees' barks
The tall iroko whistle in parks
Where young lovers end their tracks
And skimpy skirts lose their tacks
 
 
The son of perdition frets unsure
The thief in the night fears exposure
The pirate sailor steers from ashore
The night fisherman denied action
For the kind light bathes the ocean


Tonight, the full moon beams proud
As the town crier makes his round
Belting forth a piercing sound.
While the town's chorus echoes loud
The stage is set for the yearning crowd


Details | Lyric | |

Just Be

Society, community, society, community.
You can leave now and let me be.
I will swim free, free in your sea. 
Your sea? your sea, polluted now, Oh you will never see.
Broken hearts, bodies too, beloved inner child, I love you.
Purity.
Alone.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
I know now that this is all I need.
To be. To be. That is all, just Be.
Burn your toys, television too, kill the car, the radio..... 
MOooooooo.
Unleash, unravel, these boys, disentangle, unblock, reset there mind, please sir,
could you be so kind?
Simplicity, Simplicity, simplicity.
Eye's clenched shut.
Now I know, Alone in my hut, not long to go, you will be free.
Free. free. free.
Buy the car, buy the house, buy the cow, consume, consume, but how?
Now!
Now, now, you tell me are you happy? for ever and art thou.
Ah ha, you see, you see.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
That is all I need, I choose now, my self is free?
Yes, yes, yes sir, me?
Free to sit, sit and just be.
Me? Free? free to swim in this endless blue sea?
I will just sit, sit right here, against this healing earth, oh so very near.
My mind is liquid, free to birth.
Just be. Just Be. Just Be.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.





Details | Personification | |

a conversation with the weather

oh, mr. sunshine, how you do glow
on sunny days which your rays do sew
and oh, mr. sunshine, how i miss you so
on those gloomy days when you decide to go.

oh, mr. cloud, how you do impede
that mr. sunshine who is kind indeed
and block those shining rays we all need,
big, wet teardrops fall from your own guilty greed.

so cry, mr. cloud, cry your eyes out
cry me a river and wipe out this drought
for once you are done with this maddened bout
mr. sunshine, with golden rays, can again walk about.

oh, mr. sunshine, keep your head high
happiness is abundant when you are nigh
for even mr. cloud, who heaves a sorrow sigh
warms his fluffed limbs in your blue-crystalline sky.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Kingdom

My Kingdom

When I’m in my garden
I’m a King, I have a throne
I sit here very solitary
I am happy on my own

All my subjects gather round
The birds, the flowers, the trees
And all those noisy Sand gropers
The frogs, and all the bees.

Canaries have a special place
They play music for my court
Often wild birds join along
As I sit wrapped in thought.

My courtyards are not tidy
All the bushes cling together
But hey, they give me so much shade
In our hot sticky weather.

So I sit and write my memoirs down
Like a good King really should
As I sit here in my kingdom
And I really feel so good.

28 August 2013 @ 1419hrs.


Details | Ghazal | |

God's Heavenly Mountain

Skeptal I still followed others up the mountain
Voices said do not fret for God speaks from this mountain


Valley and creeks and eagles that soar
Suitable for a me to continue climbing this God forsaken mountain

Time can be at nil for there my destiny awaits 
Tranquility bliss and solace of it's mountain

Relish with me if you will if you must if you can
Shout from the highest peaks of this skeptal mountain

There is a new day a new beginning and a new you
Only if you take this journey beyond God's Heavenly mountain








Details | Couplet | |

Morning glory

For the hills they undulate and roll,
Set beneath a crimson sky.
Image liken, to castle ramparts past,
Now slowly worn away with time.
For only seconds before the dawn,
And the mighty sun to rise.
Once more its rays to warm the earth,
And ascend into the sky.
For little bird how sweet you sing,
As you usher now the new morn in.
From branch to branch flit to and fro,
Along the leafy wild hedgerow.
For amongst the green, a dusting fare,
Of pastel shades of color there.
For gentle are the flowers that spring,
Who’s petals blossom like fairy wings.
©  N  Windle.


Details | Free verse | |

Dark Forthcoming

The dark skies are coming,

Dark clouds are appearing,

The wind is gusting,

Trees are fronting,

We are shunning,

We go running...

 

The dark skies are coming,

Rains are blossoming,

Nature is bumping,

They go cunning,

The sky is drumming,

Forest are burning,

We run intending...

 

Dark skies are coming,

Gusts are interfering,

Nature is in confusion,

Humanity getting in pandemonium,

Minds in disorder,

Intention unbecoming...

 

Dark skies are coming,

Darkness is rising,

Sun is fading,

It is causing an uprising,

It keeps arising,

We keep striving...

 

Dark skies are coming,

Darkness is blinding,

Gusts keep arriving,

Deception and treachery are conniving,

Pain gets agonizing,

We go crying,

You go regreting...

 

The dark skies are coming,

Mountains are crumbling,

Clounds are thundering,

Soil is spoiling,

Bodies are breaking,

Hearts are bleeding,

Birds are flocking,

Fishes are emerging,

Somethings are dying,

Humanity is surviving,

Safety is distrusted,

Most things are doubted,

Everything is happening,

The dark forthcomings are near...


Details | ABC | |

----------------------- Zenith's Blizzard------------------------


Alignments Boldly Cultivating Dimensional Effervescence, Familiar Grey Highlights, Illuminating Joyful Kingdom, Luxurious Mecca, Nimbus Orbs Penetrating Quixotic, Revealing Snowflakes Tranquil, Universal Vantage, Winter Xanadu, Yielding  Zenith  




~~~Entry for Yasmin Khan
~~~~Contest Name: SNOW
~~~~~~ABC Form  (nature)


Details | Dodoitsu | |

Yellow Belly

<                                            Yellow Belly !


                                     Bees, Bees, the dancing machines
                                     Polinatators that bite me
                                     Gift biogenic amines
                                     How you make me swell

                                     Yellow belly tarnations
                                     Clinging Clanging to butt's cheek
                                     Cursing swating and shooing
                                     To sting destroyer



  * Story:    A yellow belly flew into cars window and landed on seat and of course 
                        I had to be the one to roll on it and get stung in butt lol



Written by 
Katherine Stella 4/8/12

Entry for
Linda Marie's
Bite Me Contest 
G.L. All

I Bite 
Destroyer-Poet LOL


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The Pleasure Has Been All Mine

<               I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it's my gift to you
                 Now use it wisely and write about some captioned caught views


                 thus that of an snow-capped mountain with an eagle that soars
                 or white sandy beaches where ribbed tides rolls back to it's shores

             
                 maybe stars and moon dance reflecting off stilled bay's port
                 in ones head you must determine choice of words to now sort


                 from beautiful to just pleasure does not hit it's mark
                 beneath recant memory that caused the ignited spark


                observer of denial you can not destroy ones voice
                within pens stroke there comes a poet with another choice


                seize the day and come bow to the chosen word of the day
                dont let an overpowering object just get away







Written By Katherine Stella  6/26/11

Entry For A Rambling Poet's

Writing In The Sublime


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Rose Petals

As the rose petals float downward
Like new fallen snow upon soil
The vine looks to the sun upward
Waits patiently for sun rain no toil

Cleariing my mind of all clutter
Feast on eye candy in garden
Walking like butterfly flutter
Beauty surrounds scene lifts burden

Captured away in the spirit
Visit nature on Holy realm
Come to nature God promerit
Each day there is beauty like Elm

Or this morning fireball red sun
Rising on eastern horizon
Waterdroplets infused rose scent stun
Nature's gift on heart emblazon


Details | Dizain | |

Sunset Dreams


Dazzling flecks of gold fall lightly from flight, joy and grace spun from translucent silk spools. The sun like orange sherbert melts from my sight, resplended in a rich robe of jewels. A cooling sky bathes in soft sunlit pools. Honeysuckle blooms on the horizon. Cotton clouds yawn, puffing over the sun. Taste the sweet dreams of her juicy peach gloam. From Heaven, a kiss goodnight has begun. Sun beams close their eyes so bright stars can roam. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, July 19, 2012


Details | Rispetto | |

Nurturing the Soul


verdant sprouts shoot forth from the freshly quenched earth. All welcome the rebirth and rising of souls. Archaic walls crumble. Who knows the true worth of faith, no pretenses, of waning control? An unnamed blessing, we cast off our burdens, to emerge from sleep behind opaque curtains. Rain nurtures the tender seedlings beneath soil. With light, dusty land will bear fruit from our toil.


Details | Senryu | |

one leaf dangled

one leaf dangled from
a single spider-web strand
in fresh morning air

as I greeted the sun,
sitting under a tree in
my dew-filled backyard

I was stilled by the
beauty of this lone leaf, in
its simplicity

But, then the leaf fell
I was startled, but the joy
in my heart  remained

**morning, noon, night senryu contest


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Budding beauty

Age of purity and innocence,
this time of change
meets a blooming maturity
Fulfilling form, stylising figure;
nature produces fine specimen
A time to play with hair and fashion
To perfect beauty, 
applying make-up and perfumes
Bringing forth fresh radiance
Changing mood and attitude
A young lady, pleasing to the eye
stands before mankind
A budding beauty
ready to take on new life style
To seek, settle, nurture,
or give her all to career
Go-getter or jet-setter
her presence is felt near


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Blind Faith

Author Note: Entry into Blind Faith Contest


At the end of days,
the earth displays its anger,
Clouds part,
heaven awaits,
choosing life,
I depart.


Details | Haiku | |

Johnny Come Blow Your Horn

pillar of trumpets
are no match in a garden
for the hummingbird


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Briton Riviere: Christ in the Wilderness

After I thought a while it seemed clear
it wasn’t the yap, yap, buzz, ring, chat
that drove him away from the city.
Nor the police alarm yaw-yahing 
saying danger or someone hurts.

It was the hands. Hands reaching
to touch his face, his hands, head.
Hand to rub his belly or grip his shoulder.
Hands coming from above, or below,
little squirts tugging at his clothes.

Once away into the hidden places
where no one lives the animals peeked
so further he went, seeking grit
to rub against, hard stone for bed,
the cold of stars above in the night.

A place where lizards basked from afar--
other survivors looking for a drink of water,
a drink of alone to coil within breast,
for weariness to weight the legs
heart pumping alone, be still, find grace

with the end of the tolling bells.
Where self is a light to breathe upon
let flare into true soul, the space
where heart flares out like a beacon
for all to hold and when you’re ablaze

there’s none to say they are you they.
Just peace. Belief. Tomorrow rising
with a hunger that goes beyond feed
goes beyond trust, goes beyond life
to a beauty amazed to find where once 

having found blaze it never goes out
ready to hand out and hand out.


Details | Ballade | |

The symphony of dawn

The symphony of dawn

Have you ever had a day?
When filled with energy
Your mind just wants to spread delight
And your heart is filled with glee
When your happiness just touches folk
Cause, they can see you glow
Have you ever felt a time?
When only love can flow.

Have you ever had a day?
When the whole world seems to glow
Have you ever watched the dawn?
Or watched the morning show
Have you sat there near a fountain?
And heard the magic sound
As it bubbles out its crystal song
And fills the air around.

Have you watched the morning breeze?
On a soft, sweet summers day
As all the many branches dance
In a lovely kind of way
The sun lends them so many colors
At the hazy birth of morn
Have you felt that morning feeling?
It’s the symphony of dawn.

16 September 2013 @ 1209hrs.

 


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One In Nature

Human life as a perennial plant goes dormant,
yet we will renew in magnificent splendor.


Details | Sonnet | |

I Frame

I Frame 

As sure as I stand in the mixed of this garden, 
Glimmering gold falls to the earth by my call. 
Many are great and then some are a bit small. 
I release magnets clutching an obscene pardon. 

It is like balancing a beam that only I will harden. 
I wrap myself into a silver plated resilient shawl. 
Person place and time steadily climb up to maul. 
It’s a give or take rejection expected to turn on. 

One day ye shall see, 
My Moon half drawn, 
Ye see it was all of me. 
Your Sun will be gone. 

Only one Star shall rise up above my name. 
It’s a special place inside my heart I frame! 

®Registered: Ann Rich 2007 



Details | Prose Poetry | |

A Bird in Flight

Sitting there late last night! 
I took everything in with my deepest breath about me.
I could quiver feeling the warmth sinking slowly in, 
I was covered over distances which I could now see.
I had left myself. 
I was gone again.
I was above and beyond the clouds,  
Soaring deeply with every one of my though,
Higher and higher I rose, 
Reaching loftiness’ I have never once felt. 
I was a bird in flight! 
Stunning with privilege I had brought.
Feeling myself from deep within!
Standing there that night, 
The radiance beamed all around me so I took this in.
And lo and behold, there I went again.
I could feel myself while locked deep with my thoughts.
I was absorbed inside by everything surrounding me.
I felt the depth that my eyes could never ever once see.
Loosing all truth of myself, every sensation my soul had caught.
Further and further I rose, reaching capacities I had never felt.
I’m a feather in the air, 
Gathering sensations inside of myself.
I lay there that night, mind, body, and soul with me.
I was calm with the breeze, 
Inside of myself,
Feeling myself!
And once again I was a bird in flight soaring so high and much too free.
I was locked sound with my deepest thoughts.
More and more I rose and impact for impact I felt.
Feathers of a bird in flight and one of me I have surely got.
Ever since that night, many, many things have come to me.
One by one, gathered by the sensations carried all over me.
Touching inside of myself, again, again, and again!
Higher and higher I climb to reach the very tipsy top.
Gathering it all, I am more of me when more of me can be felt.
I am the breeze in the air touching the many feathers these birds have brought.
Many feathers just from sitting here, but each the soar of the wind has surely caught.
I’m a bird in flight gathering all that is real or not and all that is captured in of my-self.
I am surely the feather that fell from the very top, 
Because I am now what then I surely was not!
I am simply that feather in the air falling loose and free inside of myself.

®Registered: 1997 Ann Rich


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Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns


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Solitude

Through morning fog,
and mountain air,
a path less traveled
takes me there…
With new found strength,
where once was none,
as I climb high,
so does the sun.
In this secret, quiet,
hidden spot,
time reveals
what’s important...
- and what is not.
It doesn’t matter
what you’ve bought,
but it matters
what you’ve built.
If you make your
presence noticed,
then your absence 
will be felt…
 
 
Copyright © 2013
 


Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


Details | Couplet | |

Remember Spring

When the snow begins to fall and its chilled outside
Our spirits begin to fade like a misty tide

It's hard to keep our head and chests up high
We want to lay in beds and do naught but cry

But we should remember what comes after the snow
The sprouting hope of the rose petals show

That happiness can be found inside a soul so cold
One that has found that it feels way too old

So smile today, and smile tomorrow
On memories of spring, we borrow


Details | Kimo | |

Embarking

an elusive love peering out beyond the pure meadow
        dancing in my heart this gift of completion warms a stirring heart  
                gathering momentum I set out upon a quest to capture


Details | Ode | |

Ode to the Rain



Rain drops pounding upon my window pane,
Oh joy! Not the foreboding sound of gloom. 
The sun blotted from the sky by gray rain
bringing harmony and flowering blooms. 
I hear the distant sky's waning thunder. 
The catharsis of mother earth's womb shares 
the joys of rebirth in the winds chorus
with the sound of wonder.
In the warmth of my home, my soul declares;
the rain has come to relieve me from stress.

Shall I take a sweet nap or lose control?
In my flannel pajamas, I delight 
in quiet time alone, feeding my soul.
First, sleep with dreams, love caressed in starlight. 
Hand-in-hand, a stroll under silver moon. 
Awakened by a gentle kiss to spark
feelings stolen by my mundane routines.
With flower petals strewn,
moistened blooms beckon me out to the park 
to skip and splash like a child in blue jeans.

Rain still pours from the sky as I reach home
for a matinee, Singin' in the Rain.
Cozy with hot tea, no more need to roam.
Warm, content feelings, I cannot contain.
Gene Kelly inspires me to leave my bed
dancing through my house with full abandon. 
Music plays loudly, I'm liberated.
A gray day turns bright red.
As I dance, ducks splash outside on my lawn.
My tired body feels rejuvenated    


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for An Ode to Small Comforts on a Rainy Afternoon contest (Cyndi MacMillan)


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



Details | Quatrain | |

Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


Details | Blank verse | |

Dancing In The Night Sky

Dance thru the moonlight rays with me,
Dance above the clouds round the moon.
Dance through the night’s passing hours,
Dance beneath stars cosmically singing.

Dance thru the dusk’s glow with me,
Dance above the city lights on the Earth.
Dance through this world’s passing horizon.
Dance beneath stars brightly shining.

Dance thru the moonlight beams with me,
Dance above the clouds concealing the sky.
Dance through the night’s monotone colours.
Dance beneath stars silently twinkling.


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Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Ballad | |

A KINGS' LIBRARY

One cannot leave the books.. 
The precious books.. 
Not to be lost in the mists of magic 
For, a book unopened... 
Is a heart with no love 

Castle Heartstones' library, 
was taken aboard 
Before Tapestry 
Before Sword 

Enchanted things happen, 
in a Kings' Library 
For, books are alive 
A book will find you 

The books travelled through corridors 
For, books must find their way to you 
From a Kings' Library, 
to your heart 
For, words have more than one meaning too 

Books of the seasons 
Such colour glowing, 
amongst the pages 
Queens' pride showing 

Books of stars 
and sunbright 
Above all 
The book of The Wise Ways 
In a Kings' Library 
for all to see 


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I love it all

I love it all

I love this sense of mystery
That’s everywhere around
I love the sweetness, and the joy
That ever can be found
In this world of nature
As the birds, they sing their songs
It’s in this world of mystery
That I really do belong.

I love to watch those dancing trees
As they’re captured by the breeze
I love to walk on green, green grass
My life has so much ease
When I dance with nature
And let it take my hand
I love the wonder of each day
It feels so very grand.

I love it when the morn is born
And the sky is filled with light
I love to watch that sun come up
It’s such a wondrous sight
And every time the day does end
That silence in the air!!!
I love it all, oh, yes I do
Such joy is everywhere.

21 March 2014 @ 0630hrs.


Details | Tanka | |

Hush Now { Tanka X Three }

<     falls bright foliage
reflects own mirrored images 
       off motionless lake
clusters of billowing white
filter from chimmeny's home stacks

                                                                                                                                      
red gold brown and green
illuminating snapshots
etched in minds own eye
transferred to painting canvass
under moon's and stars dance theme



the winds of gallows
taunt not the sleeping forest
with your shivery 
hush hush this one silent night
don't wake the sleeping giant 



Entry For 
Amy Green's
Enchantment Of Fall's
Tanka A Moment
G.L. All


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The Bird Is The Word

<                   encircling mountain's crest... the mighty eagle .. soars

                     amidst wetlands standing erect the blue huron
                     toppling muskrat homes waiting for mice and shrews
                     colonies emerge shrub trees and lagoons to bond
                     butterflies flutter medows of greenish hues
                     snaphots taken afar this is all I could do

                     catails ~ sway ~ sounds ~  thunder
                     pheasants fly off in frenzy
                     braided and despaired
                     yet forges right on ahead
                     they live see another day

                     night ~ time's ~ calling ~ for ~ the ~ wise ~ old ~ owl
                     bidding feathered friends well ado's


A combination of Monoku, Quintain {English }
Tanka & Crystalline For
Constance LaFrance's For {Four } Beautiful Birds Contest
Written by Katherine Stella
5/8/2011  



                 
                     
                     
                               

                     

                     


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Goodnight Moon

<                                              Goodnight moon
                                    Only God knows if I'll see you soon


                                    As I stand under this canopy of stars 
                                    It looks as if you're riddled with scars


                                      From your illuminating harvest glows
                                   To those frosted faces from a winters toll


                                          You even play your peek a boo
                                          With clouds that shuffle by you



                                            Don't you know I love you so
                                         So please stay and don't you let go


                                               You're my guiding light
                                       My shining armor through-out the night



                                    The crickets are even playing our love song
                                             So let's dance all night long



                                         For I know the sun will be rising soon
                              And we'll start hearing yodel calls from a loons tune


                                             Well    goodnight moon 
                                          You've slipped away all to soon


                                                    It's been fun
                                        Dam ! now here comes the sun




Entry For
Deb Guzzi's 
Harvest Moon Contest
G.L. All



                                      


                                         



                                        


                                         


                                        

                                      
                                    


                                   


                                  
                     


                                        



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Chicken

<                                          No Guts !

                                            No Glory !

                                      C  H  I  C  K  E  N !!!



My Unique Line By   K.S.

Chicken   


I Will Try Anything Once
Esp When Comes To 
Daredevil Adventures

Skydiving
Skiing
Hot Air Balloon


Entry For P.D. Contest
The Most Impressive Line


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Rowdy Racecar

ZOOOOOOOMING speedily…
Tires squeaking from exhaust… high in volume 
Racecar spews out smoke…
Blinding the eyes of a thousand fans

Blooming havoc…
Explosions avalanche downwards 
Racecar drives fast and furiously 
Awesome feelings launch through me
Projecting panic and twisted bliss  

Catching the audience’s full attention…
Tension between challengers increase
Who could stand in their way… not even the coaches
Racecar screeches on the racing street…
Ain’t this competition neat? Come! Take a seat!
This event is brilliant – it’s such a treat!

Producing thrill or disappointment…
Car organs, fragments, shards, remains, limbs, veins 
Spurts out in flames… flying at every possible direction 
Countless racecars… barely functions – this scene is extremely horrendous!

Yet, the victories are gracious!
Vibrant applauses and thanksgiving triggers enlightening cheer
Have no fear!!! 
The moment is ever so precious!

Racecar…you make so much racket and suspense!
Rowdiness is in your nature…who will pay the expense??


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WATERFALL

spring waterfall 
splashes off the rocks below: 
she said yes

For Debbie Guzzi's Contest


Details | Ballade | |

Whilst in the country

Whilst in the country

Sometimes whilst in the country
I’m feeling really great
As the breeze it rustles through the trees
And in me does create
Words that come out soft and sweet
As I’m wishing I lived there
Yet all around are countless folk
With faces filled with care

They’re just like all those city folk
But they have no excuse
Bricks and concrete all around
Is an awful kind of  noose !
But in the country, boy, oh boy
How can folk be so glum?
How can they walk around like this?
With all their feelings numb.

To walk around and feel real grand
Is the way I like to be
I love to laugh, and dance through life
Though I am seventy
But if I lived out in the country
Sixty, I’d be again
Cause country life would make me feel
Like a fish, on a day of rain.

2 August 2013 @ 1655hrs.





Details | Haiku | |

Planting a Tree

What can a man do

To plant a seed in the ground

So strong a tree grows


Details | Haiku | |

Mountain Climbing

I’m climbing  
Above the canyon…the sun
Hits  		the 		rocks

I ascend
As 	I 	take 	risk 	after 	risk
UP I GO!

I’m climbing
I 	rely 	on 	my 	own 	strength
I’m doing FINE!

I descend
While	 I 	urgently 	hold 	on
For dear life…


Details | Haiku | |

Spider Haiku

Tiny spider web
Catches this fallen blossom
Wrong prey to pounce on.

Suzanne Delaney









Details | Rhyme | |

First Love

In the instant of a second, I just always knew.
A flickering flame I caught in the eye of you.
 
A feather in the wind and on my last breath,
A deeper breeze of Sunsets at night’s death,
 
A Star beams on the Moon and lights up the sky.
I am in a wonderland amazed at just how high.
 
Lo and behold, it comes to me at the end.
My first love left me His message to send.
 
Look up and you shall see me at night,
Look down and I am out truly of sight.
 
Hold on to the very end for I am near,
It’s my voice in your heart you’ll hear.
 
Take one breath or even two,
I am the one always with you!
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006
 


Details | Narrative | |

my companions

 
My only companions are my dreams my only friends Who call out for me their voices a melody for me to fallow save me my friends from this Dark World Wolfs teach me to be loyal and to fight the dark and when make love to the dark embracing it becoming dark myself yet not to succumb to its control Fae teach me to kill with words And when to use them to save Of the meanings of speech and its clever twists To speak a truth one does not want to hear And still make them hear tote truth Twin sprits teach me to know the sprits Those elusive things some call souls Not knowing how to talk with them, we converse Not knowing how to feel their presence, I touch them I feel the hands brush against my skin As dragons, teach of fire, rage, and bloodlust ,when to use it and how to use it well like a well made WAR HAMMER ,and from the masters I learn lore and flight for though I have no wings still I fly with them Trees teach of patience And the earth’s presence and how to care her Of the minds herbs and streams to feed my roots As my branches wither Their Skills With The Wood Are Rival To None Succubus and Incubus you teach of the heart, it’s betrayals, loves, comforts how to guard the heart, and still feel for they know best, its mysterious ways Whilst my heart, mind and body scream Scream for release from this reality To dreams and the worlds found through their doorways Call out to me my friends save me from those who ridicule me who constrain me in chains of iron as they sear my flesh Holding me fast to things, I must not do or have cages of words, deeds, people, and their judgments I Hate Them, And Their Ways are both evil and cruel I know not how long I have left For my blood screams for vengeance To bathe in its fires ,to soar free in the skies where none but you can reach me SAVE ME, MY FRIENDS I BEG YOU!!! I long for your embrace your fiery breath the sweet scent of wet moss you warm sprit upon mine the pack running singing the songs that change me to your likeness the sleep where my heart lies in your hands as you feed your lustful hungers upon my troubles leaving me to sleep untroubled free of my cares and worries giving me my heart backed still with its worries and cares but unburdened you cleaver teachers I lust for your wisdom and the peace you bring me please come open the doorway to the forests and the fire moors save me my friends
this is also a personification


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Autumn

<                            Aerial excursion ride
                              Using buoyant enforcment to go way up high
                              To capture natures dance with an naked eye
                              Understanding winters brushstroke is so close by
                              Making it difficult to chose one that makes me sigh
                              Naughty or nice  I'll just give thanks to Heavens Big Guy



Written By
Katherine Stella 9/2/2012

Entry For Francine Roberts
Autumn Acrostic Contest 
G.L. All


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Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


Details | Sonnet | |

My Super Sonnet

April 28, 2010

My Super Sonnet

Multiple overwhelming thoughts trample upon me in a wild way.
Stunned as well as in awe I am compelled to rise upon my own.
So then I thought no possible way, I will have to be overthrown.
Yes, I definitely have to be thrillistically creative every single day.
Now I am living it and now I know excellence so longer I stay.
Yeah, I do have it going on and got it all nailed to a white stone.
You see, now it is on! I’m sizzling hot up on my game full-blown.
Yes, yes, yes, we are on some kind of fire would you like to play?

I am going to think about you on this full moon.
Maybe you have dug yourself into a cozy grave.
Maybe you like the way I situate myself so soon.
Maybe its resistible greed or I’m just that brave!
Look! I’m feeling you out bringing you my super sonnet, a tat for tit.
Indeed! I’m your full spread of Par-Kay or Blue Bonnet, I’m up on it!



® Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Verse | |

To Step From The Edge


________ My spirit entwine from cliffs high in lightly brushed hues of desire so subtle flight of love imply poetic words in hope conspire to soar complete in lasting sight upon this fortress of endless light... _________ Contest ~ New Contest: A Nature Verse


Details | Free verse | |

THE BIG BLUE

Mid-summer breezes bellow a 
Whistling tune,
Echoing soft melodies freedom's,
 Playful abandonment.
Against sandy shores waves gently,
 Splashing,
Multicolored shells mixing amongst,
 Pebbles,
 Rolling'n'turning hear the everlasting,
 Hush.   
Gliding torrents dive through rough,
 Surf,
Greedily seagulls screeching, 
Screaming who was here first.
Snappy crabs running to and fro, 
Tasty morsels at a fleeing feast.
Then suddenly captured, dragged by, 
Watery under toes.
Rippling calmness returns at last, 
Basking in days repast.
Day break's glow warms mans soul, 
And awakens his heart.
Yet nay know mortal's eye can deny,
Such beauty that lies before him.
Tranquility's slumber lie thee down,
Gently rock me by the sounds of 
The sounding sea.
Release thus abandonment’s spirit,
Foam unto spray washes all my, 
Troubles away.
Here at night's curtain fall,
While stars above shimmer 
And shine.
Another morning sunrise appears,
But quietly I know longer remain.
Silence can become a bitter sweet,
 Thing,
Just once more to hear distant 
Loons calling sorrows cry,
But nothing except silences, 
Response, 
Answers to me in still calm.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Rhyme | |

Angel Dust

‘Purer than the Driven Snow’, has echoed throughout the years.
Why? You might ask… is it thought to be so…so very dear?
It fascinates and boggles the mind, in so many interesting ways.

The white it shows, is truly the purest white, we will ever know.
Intricate shapes are beyond belief, never one the same, to show.
Millions do fall in a single storm, that’s a miracle, too, I say.

It can blanket and protect the ground from a day’s deep, hovering cold.
It holds our minds in awe, so very white, reflecting its’ light into our soul.
It sparkles in the deep moonlight, inspiring us to our knees, to joyfully pray.

And where does it come, but from the heavens above, on a very cloudy day.
A playgrounds dream, where imagination sings, and sends us, to its’ display. 
Where snow angels are made, on a winter’s day… in such a touchable way.

 This I do call… Angel Dust… God’s Gift… for us.


CSEastman For Angel Dust Contest 10-14-2013


Details | I do not know? | |

Dust of Africa

For ever- and a thousand years, Africa has been our home,
and when our ancestors returned to dust, they became her fertile loam.
So the dust of the deserts and of the plains is part of our ancient line,
and their age-old voice has whispered to us, from before the beginning of time.
 
Their spirit’s calls out, for you to return, and visit them if you will,
so you finally came back,  to the cradle of man, to answer this ancient pull.
By now you know, the fate I warned, has inevitably come to pass-
that the dust of Africa has filtered in, and found its way to your heart!
 
Now the ancient motes of the ancient land, evermore will be
embedded in your head, and  in your heart, where you may think none can see
-but the ancients know, that your visit home has made you, for the first time, whole
and that the land of your fathers, fathers, father is now infused in the depths of your soul.

So they will sing in your sleep, to their dust in your veins, more sweetly than ever before
till you return once again, to journey with them through the land that gave birth to us all

Russell Gammon


Details | Rhyme | |

Might these be

Might this be a wonder,
Might this be a sunder,
Might this be the blocker,
Might this be the warder,
Might there be a plunder,
Might it pass the border,
Might there be a dweller,
Might they be lodgers,
Should they be squatters,
Should they be trespassers...

Might they squander,
Might it scatter,
Might this be a sputter,
Might there be a clutter,
Moght there be to many clusters,
Might this be the controller
Mightit get power...?

Might these be handlers,
Might these be forcers,
Might these be the squashers,
Might these be the breakers,
Breaking some of the order...

Might this be a night,
Going to a wretched midnight,
Coming from a raging twilight,
Until these be ended, throughout nighttime,
Later waking from our bedtime,
Maybe dying to see the morning light,
Might this be happening tonight...?

Might there be a knight,
Might there be a fight,
Waiting for a shining might,
Coming from some rainbow's light,
coming slight from the nighttime,
With some waiting for their fly...

Might these fight the ghouls,
Might they get to their goal,
Might this vanish some ghosts,
Whom want all of our souls...

Might this be other things,
Might these be the lives of life,
With some asking, might these be I...?


Details | Blank verse | |

The Edge

The woman steps out on the balcony of her high rise apartment and among the buildings and streets and stoplights witnesses a fulcrum, an edge.
An edge, the edge, the intersection of beginnings and endings,
The moment when crops are ripe for harvest.
The edge calls to us and invites us to forsake what is known,
The edge calls us to test the limits of our understanding,
And step into an abyss of possibility,
Sinking down into relaxed awareness of beauty,
The edge awaits us.
The edge, where race no longer matters and neither does popularity,
The edge, where souls delight in the magic of music,
The edge, where souls delight in the power of seasons to change and death to beget life,
The edge is where we are neither disappointed at what we have not done or anxious that we will not continue in doing,
The edge is where we can see a life, a leaf, a soul for what it is without a biased back story of prejudiced contrivance,
The edge is where babies go when they are awakened in the womb,
The edge is the horizon where sunrises and twilight take our breath to the height of admiration,
For only God can make this atmosphere to shine just right as the sun and moon dance their dance of gratitude,
The edge is what I wish for now and always,
The woman steps out of her house in the mountains and among the stars hidden in sunshine and premature butterflies hidden in billowy leaves on trees she witnesses an edge, a fulcrum.
Where divinity and gratitude explode in the praise of creativity and the worship of life anew.
Edges, edges where comfortable platitudes have no voice and ignorant assumptions are ostracized,
Come quickly edges, come quickly edges and embrace me.


Details | Personification | |

High Flyin Tumbleweed

Giant Mesa’s have gray,
Elephant- footed talus slopes.
That seem to be padding toward
The highway. 
Tumbleweeds play along their toes
And one, bullied by the wind,
Flies like a hawk to land
Where tumbleweeds never see!
This one lands akimbo on the
Never-ending electrical wires,
It’s belly blazing in the sun
Noticing a view from above
Seeing anew the world that it loves!
This tumbleweed waits in wonder
For another blast to set it free
All the while, the others
are keeping watch beneath.
The winds of change blow
and the tumbleweed
risks the jump, files through the air
and lands with a skip and a bump.
Her fellow plantlets give her a wild name
Happily she rolls along showing them a game.
New paths, seen from above
New paths to new places
New paths for races
The game of life goes on

By Lydia Grace Brescia  March 29, 2011


Details | Lyric | |

I'll keep dancing forever

I’ll keep dancing forever

In this wonderful world that I’m in
Everything is a beautiful dance
I don’t know what’s coming before me
It’s a sweet game of wonderful chance
So many get caught in the fear game
As each day does crush them some more
But I’m on a wonderful journey
Though I know me not what’s in store

The end I can see in the future
But what is the future I ask
The past it has gone like the dust in the wind
So, can in the future, one bask??
So I say ‘who cares’ it’s all nothing
Just an old boat afloat on the sea 
As it waits to be broke by the ocean
And join in with eternity.

So it’s all a dance, to my thinking
The good parts, the bad parts as well
And me I don’t know where I’m going
Don’t believe in no Heaven, nor hell
One dances, no thought for the ending
And so it’s the same with my life
I’m going to get into the dancing
Through all of my love, joy and strife.

7 July 2013 @ 0712hrs


Details | Lanterne | |

Wind Song

 <                                              wind
                                               howling
                                             treed forest
                                             echoes linger
                                                 songs


                                                 dance
                                               one two
                                           three and four
                                           to me it's plain
                                                square





Written By Katherine Stella 9/5/11
Entry For Nette Onclaud's
Turn On The Lanterne
G.L. All
                                      
     
 


Details | Verse | |

Angel Of Stone

~~



I wandered on through gated stone through lavish beauty where wild flowers roam A place of rest where beauty cries and angelic hymns flutter pastel skies Along the path of purest rose where sunbeams dance and poetic thoughts roam I rest for a mere moment to marvel at grace in a place of angelic flight where eternity lay.....


Details | Free verse | |

Hold your chess and say I am blessed

Do not doubt who you 
are or who you can be.  
With in us all, 
their is a light that 
shines with effulgence. 
In our heart it shines. 
In our mind it shines.
A chunk of the sun 
embedded in our core. 

We have been fueled with
 the lions ambition.
Chasing the prey. 
Chasing dreams until the end. 
We have been fueled
 for the finest hours. 
Recognize those powers. 
These powers
 forever remain ours. 

We are the reason the sun shines. 
We are the reason the flower blooms.
We are the reason the tree never falls.
A message in every creation. 

The sun shines to show us 
how bright we can be.
The flowers blooms to show 
us how beautiful we can be. 
The tree never falls to show 
us how strong we can be.

All of this we can be. 
If we rise our self with the sun. 
Leave not your dreams and 
aspirations undone. 
Understand it to be beneficial 
in the long run.

Make life sweeter than a 
ton of sally-lunn ,sally-lunn. 
Out run the doubt until you have won. 
Understand that you are some one,
fit to run upon the sun and clouds.
Reach above and pick heavens flowers. 
So high up in the sky, gazing into 
the eyes of success. 
Hold your chess and say I am blessed. 
Your surroundings you impress.

Suppress, suppress and undress 
those doubtful thoughts.
Progress not digress, express
that light you possess.
Let success be your address. 

This I profess because once 
my light was put to the test. 
A light I lost in doubt. 
It was repossessed because
now I know I am truly blessed.
Do not doubt your self,
within all of us a light 
shines with effulgence.


By:Elliott Bowe
Definition for sally lunn:
a flat round sweet teacake usually served hot.
Enjoy: )


Details | Haiku | |

World Cup Haiku

    

White ball in brook floats

Green field, sails on wing, fans out

Suns victory soars


 


Details | Haiku | |

Elk Walk - The Rancher

                      

                  Elk Walk

           elk walk in snow to
     find a morsel in warm fount
         beyond, fields beacons


                The Rancher

          morning frost twinkles
      while rancher sips coffee and
            whiffs new arrivals


                   5/9/2014
          January Haiku Contest


Details | Tanka | |

Sunshine

Good morning sunshine
I am so glad to see you
Your brightness, your glow
Magic is in the air, yes

Written
October 15, 2012


Details | Rhyme | |

What Beauty Is

Beauty Is…

The sharp crunch of a leaf,

red-yellow under your feet

the crisp air of morning hours

the endless colors of all flowers

the exciting sensation of deja-vu

quand tu marches dans une nouvelle rue

it’s the gentle pounding that you get

when your hand touches your chest

the constant beating of your heart,

with no effort on your part–


Beauty is…

The steady patter of the rain

as it goes down the sewer drain

reminding you that with love

come the blessings from above

it’s the sound of a laugh

finding your other better half

it’s the song of a bird

those touching words that you heard

it’s the curve of a smile

that you’ve craved for a while–


Beauty is…

The confidence of an animal in the wild

the innocent sincerity of a child

the softest touch of a mother

a surprise hug from a brother

it’s a father’s warm, gentle gaze

helping someone through a maze

it’s the bond between sisters

of the likes I’ve never known

it’s in friendships so strong

you can’t ever feel alone–


Beauty is…

The balance human beings have

to stand straight on two feet

it’s the magic of the pen

to realize ideas on a sheet

it’s how humans from different

worlds can relate,

it’s your kind neighbour

and supportive classmate

it’s the patience

remarkable people go through

in situations so mind-boggling

you only wonder what you’d do–


Beauty is…

Found in visiting someplace you’ve missed

undeniable in that priceless moment of bliss

in the silent loudness of a sound

as you prostrate with your head on the ground

the sparkling tears of joy from one’s eyes

the discovery of deep truth among the lies

it’s in the unique snowflakes

with their meticulous design

it’s in looking through a microscope

at nature’s details so fine–


Beauty is…

Praying in the woods

among fall leaves and the trees

It’s that sweet smooth loving caress

on your cheeks from the breeze

Beauty is not found in make-up,

nor found through luxurious gates

it’s a universal blessing that many

forget to contemplate–

Now I’m not sure how to end this,

Cuz this topic is quite endless…


Simply put– Beauty is serenity

It’s the peace found within you

it’s no wonder now that we say

Salamu alaikum, Peace be upon you…

So may you find on this day

Colorful wonders out of the gray

You have all the beauty that you need

To satisfy your soul’s spiritual need,

After all, God is sprinkling on us some of His Beauty

And to appreciate it is the least of our duty…. ~


Details | Romanticism | |

OPEN OUR EYES

Bend down from your perch so high
Touch the Earth and open your eyes
Choked with concrete and steel
Death is a certainty and finality real
Overpopulation and destruction rampant
Consumption and spoil is a constant
Obsession for possession of power
While the lowly crouch and cower
Repetition to the closed in mind
Revelations they will never find
The hopelessness of the human condition
As they race headlong into perdition
Could be reversed by a simple deed
If we would but fervently heed
Bend down from our perch so high
Touch the Earth and open our eyes.
 



Details | Haiku | |

Moment of Peace

Blossoms fall like snow
where deer and antelope play
and spanish moss hangs


Details | Light Poetry | |

Awe Your Full Of It

<         twenty twelve

                  What The Hell !

                                       
                         cosmic conjuction
                                       
                               What's it's Function !


                                         ecologic collapse

                                                   Only Perhaps !


                                                             galactic beings

                                                                     I've Been Seeing !


                                                                             think it's all phony
                                                                         
                                                                                      And Full Of Balony  !

Entry For Gareth James's
2012 Contest
G.L. All


                                                                                              
 
                                            

                             


Details | Lyric | |

Through that door

Through that door

As the Sun crashed through my window
As the birds awoke the dawn
My mind made new by daybreak
It became the day reborn.
And a whisper stirred within me
From my heart arose these words
“Go through that door to the other side
Then you’ll  “hear” these blessed birds”.

And those trees did softly rustle 
In the early morning breeze.
And I became the morning 
and the breeze that moved these trees
And the whisper softly told me 
As the dawn it beckoned me
“Go through that door to the other side
Then you’ll dance just like those trees”.

Through that door, through that door
Go through that door beyond.
Just keep on moving to the other side
Let the shadows all be gone.

That door seemed so elusive
When I sought it with my mind
Then the whisper seemed to tell me
Just leave your mind behind
Then I felt the sweetest music
As the trees they shone so bright
And as I wandered through that door
I felt such sweet delight




Details | Ballade | |

Have you felt the glory

Have you felt the glory?

Have you felt the glory?
Of being here, just being
Have you ever felt the wonder?
Of everything you’re seeing
The beauty of a rose flower
Or a lake filled with reflections
Or a singing bird perched in a tree
Have you looked at life’s perfection?

Have you felt the sweetness?
Of being, who you are
No matter what they say you be
You really are the star
Of this wondrous world you live in
There’s only one of you
You be unique, a ‘one only’
No matter what you do.

Have you felt the magic?
That brings such happiness
When you’ve searched so deep within
Got lost in the caress
Of all the beauty that you be
Have you felt the sensation?
Of living each and every day
Without no consternation.

10 March 2014 @ 1030hrs.


Details | Senryu | |

I Don't Give A Hoot

<                             beneath swollen moon
                               silhouttes conjoinment dance
                               hooting escalates  







Entry For
Sensuous Senryus


Details | Free verse | |

Serenity

Serenity.

Lingering alone on my porch, 
leaning against the wooden railing.
Still feeling warm to the touch,
after retaining the heat from the day.

On a June evening, 
after the sun had gone down, 
just below the horizon.
The silhouette of the darkening tree-line, 
contrasting with the light still remaining
in the yellow-white sky, 
and streaked with lavender-blue clouds.

Barely warm, 
but with a slightly, cool breeze, 
blowing around my body.
Tickling my bare feet and my bare arms, 
and caressing my face.
Gently flowing it's invisible fingers through my long, golden-brown hair.
 
The essence of the roses, 
now peacefully asleep in the garden,
mingle with the scent 
of damp, green grass and the fresh, clear air.
Filling my lungs to capacity, 
when I close my eyes, and breathe in deeply.
Exhilarating my senses.

I hear no sound, 
except for a few birds singing somewhere off in the distance.
The chirping of one lonely cricket, 
just awakening in the early dusk.
And, the heavenly melody 
played upon the wind-chimes,
by a most talented breeze.

Serenity.


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


Details | Ballad | |

Weather's Changing

The air is sweet, the sky is clear
I know for sure that summer’s near
Pass my sandals and shades my dear
I’ve joy in my heart and nothing to fear

Winter was dark and long and cold
Not even the sun could break its cruel mould
It rained so hard I’m glad my house could hold
But when winter ended, my heart turned to gold

I’m searching a good spot, my place in the sun
I’m yearning for laughter, compassion and fun
To stretch my long legs, see how far I can run
To find my soul mate - and say “You’re the One”

Well I’ve found a good spot, I’m searching no more
I’m laughing and running until I’m sore
My heart has mended, its really not raw
Now I can say “This is what I’ve been looking for!”


Details | Ballad | |

THE TALE OF A FOREST LEAF

On a summer day
The Queen and her Faeries
Went out to play
Amongst the whispering trees

So much joy to be found
Amongst the Whispering Trees
To hear bird sound
The red squirrels chattering in the canopies

All the trees were in full leaf
So many different shades of deepest richest green
With a blue sky above
Golden sun
A forest, filled with love
The beauty to be seen

Forest Faeries could be heard up high
Amongst the green leaves
Watching summer clouds passing by

They called down to a Summer Queen
Who was walking down below
“We have special gift for a King”
“Please accept this beautiful thing”
“From all of us so”

A beautiful leaf fluttered down
Greens and golds
Reds too
A beautiful leaf
In the shape of a heart, true

“A leaf”
“A leaf”
They called from above
“For a Kings’ cloak”
A leaf that would never die
Its’ colours would match seasons
A leaf from the forest faeries
Who live in trees, so high

The Summer Queen
Did know
Blessed all around
The leaf, she took
For a leaf of deepest, richest colour
Was perfect for a Kings’cloak
Tonight she would sew
a surprise

The kings’ cloak was called for
A Summer Queen sewed on the leaf
A King, the proudly wore
For, it shone with love
A gift from the Forest Faeries
and Whispering Trees

When the Earthen King died
The Summer Queen took
The very leaf, from his side
Blew on it softly
A sweet westerly breeze
Returned the leaf
To the whispering trees

A leaf of deepest richest green
mourned a King
The tears of the Summer Queen
Love and magic
Fulfilling
The Whispering Trees
Took the king,
and made him part of everything


Details | Couplet | |

Life in focus

The wind doth brace my body so,
As I stand astride the moor.
Invigorated by its feel,
To the sky an eagle soars. 
For what splendor and sweet freedom,
Will my soul, feel such happiness.
Given all that’s gone before me,
So much sorrow and unrest.
Oh to see the sun at daybreak,
At dawn the rising mist.
To walk barefoot on the dew tipped fronds,
And to know that I am blessed.
For upon my face the warming sun,
That leaves a kiss with such caress.
Flowers with scented blossoms lie,
On their petals my head I rest
©  N  windle  2012


Details | Quatrain | |

DRAGONFLY DANCE

Iridescent gossamer Dragonfly
Sparkles vividly in a haze of sunlight
Reflecting lucent pools and streams
Dining on frog spider and termite

Colorful transformations glittering
Decisively emerging in lakes or marshes
Zealously protecting her territory
Equilibrium balancing harshness


Details | Free verse | |

Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

THE THRONE

       THE THRONE          
In days gone by, as I recall my youth,
some memories at best I find uncouth,
and I'd as soon my mind forget
although it surely hasn't yet,
this greatest fact of life and bit of truth;

there set a one room shanty old and gray,
with just a path that led out to its' way
just opening the only door
was something of a minor chore,
and once inside, the door it will not stay!

There was a catalog with pages tore
and on the seat, two holes with edges wore,
and why, I wondered, there were two,
when only one would surely do;
but I've not figured out what two were for.

The cracks between the boards let in the sun
to think upon until your job is done,
and solving lifes' complexities
is best done here, where no one sees,
and once inside, it's closed to everyone.

The greatest fun was in the dead of night
when winter's set in to its' freezing bite,
the snow it falls, the wind it howls
and excavation of the bowels
is best done in the day, to do it right.
     
No one has ever sat upon this throne
not contemplating all the things they've known,
and there should be a monument
to show the world where people went
to get relief, or just to be alone!


Details | Senryu | |

His Majesty

<                                                symbolic ~ icon
                                     representing .... Red ~ White ~ Blue
                                         the ~ Great    ~       Bald .....  Eagle










Tribute To
The Bald Eagle


Details | Haiku | |

Rain

humming patter drips
Refreshing flow revive
mud patties natural


Details | Lyric | |

Trees and Dirt

Trees and dirt I sleep on the earth, the dust the sand, longing to birth.
Oil on skin, bare, 
sweat on your back, 
feels amazing.
Yes! Im back on track.
Sleeping cosy as a worm, 
unencumbered by any material possession or fixed term.
Free to explore, a magical universe, 
I must implore.
No home, no chores, no bills to pay. 
Just water, food gathered and warmth today.
A dusty cave, cute as a button, no slamming door, 
just love in your belly, to the very core.
I love this realm, 
just need more time, 
time to explore.
Trees and dirt  I sleep on the earth, the dust, the sand, longing to birth.
And return once again to mother earth.


Details | I do not know? | |

To Fly

Drink in the sun
Until you feel every one of its rays
Blazing at the tips of your fingers
And its warmth filling your heart with joy.

Drink in the sky
Breathe in the vast hope it kindles 
In its bosom of blue, and feel its freedom
As you let it soar through your mind.

Drink in the moon
Let its shining glory shatter into tears of silver
Forever sparkling like twilight stars
At the depths of your very last dreams.

And drink in the laughter
Of growing trees and singing streams
And when you close your eyes you will feel
The wisp breath of wind on your face.

Then you will fly.



__

For Amy Green's contest 'Choose One, Have Fun!'
Topic: FLYING


Details | Rhyme | |

GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE


GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!
WAKE UP THE FLOWERS
                 ~~~
WARM UP THE MORNING!
CHASE AWAY SHOWERS.
                ~~~
LIGHT UP THE DARKNESS!
GIVE US SOME POWER.
               ~~~
BRIGHTEN OUR WAY!
HOUR BY HOUR....................


Details | Haiku | |

Your Going Down

<                           beneath waterfall
                        let your troubles wash away ... 
                             cesspool is waiting





Entry For John Freeman's
The Precept Natures Haiku
G.L. All


Details | Haiku | |

A Flower on a Branch

A flower petal

Blossom on a long tree branch

With a bright color


Details | Monorhyme | |

Travel Free, TROUBLED TRANSIENT

TRAVEL FREE, TROUBLED TRANSIENT...

Lift the gate to roll with swine and the glory of it all
Ride the tide all night, abide by no law and stand tall...
Hitch-hike till' Hell says, "get out n' surf the SUN"
Do it all over Land Rover; don't blink 'till the deed is done
Divide doom by blue tears you stack
Kill the clock boy; time tempts worse than crack
Live the gift reckless, rest (maybe) when you die
Never look back Jack; middle finger to the sky!



*(brace yourself at '12, all hands on deck)


Details | Than-Bauk | |

I'm Not Finished With You Yet Mister

<                                           feet in the Sand
                                              stars dance Planned so
                                              take Hand my love

                                              dock of the Bay
                                              where we Lay catch
                                              moon Rays nice hues

                                              here comes the Sun
                                              new days Fun I'm
                                              not Done with you

                                                                
                                              
Written by 
Katherine Stella 4/11/2012

Entry For
Nette Onclaud's
Than Bauk 
A Twilight Contest
G.L. All                                              


Details | Tanka | |

Sunlit Streamers

a walk through bare trees sunlit streamers warm my face these woods call my name the last snow melts underfoot as rainbows wrap me in spring By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders for Forest Lights contest (Carolyn Devonshire)


Details | Sonnet | |

Nature's Way

In the morning or in the night the shadows appear.
Some are dark and some invisible to the naked eye.
They stroll around and about with distance up high.
They follow covering you never knowing their near.
 
Look to the trees where empty spaces reveal clear.
You can see their eyes and their moods as they fly.
A penetrating stare with a glare with the winds sigh.
Run or stand but you’re in an open space of a sphere.
 
Nature’s way is coming up to you,
Open your eyes being able to see,
Hope and pray you catch this view.
Hidden in between freedom is free.
 
Catch many glimpses of this shade,
That way tomorrow will never fade.
 
 
 
© Copyright:  Ann Rich   2007


Details | Haiku | |

Bird Song

The birds sing a song

On a tree that is very high

Music fill the air


Details | Rhyme | |

The gift of "Old Man Winter"

He unwittingly hovers
       ...blankets of subjective weather
Plastering his artic tundra
Bandaging white clouds together
Blindly...
     ...withholding ill trepedation
Refocused on our tantalization

Frosting earth's core
         .... with an icy show
Monstrously protecting grounds below~

Alerting those...
           ...napping numb spirits
With his icy mantra of sickles and cold
Old Man Winter's snowflakes unfold
Frost bitten chills triumphantly bold

A frothy iced message 
                    ...with wisdom to acquire
...conjuring those with a hidden desire
Here he laughs 
            ...taunting from within
Old Man Winter is relieved again~

As our spent energies are woken
He does not speak...
              ...but has already spoken

His gift...a dormant spectacle found
As winter coats 
                    ....our frosted ground
More time now 
                  .....with winter so cold
Kept indoors
                 ....to ponder wonders untold~


Details | Rhyme | |

I, Alone

I, alone,
Have felt this pain 
That you have been hiding from me...
Stinging me with abhorrence...like acid rain
That pours fourth envy and strife in the wilderness
I, alone,
Have been inflicting pain upon myself - I just had to address

I, alone,
Have bottled-up my emotions forever it seems
Bringing me down...dragging me down
In a dark, murky trench...the sun beams

WHY do the sun not shine on me? 
I, alone,
Can't bear my affliction 
...all alone...
This solitude will 
always hover around me...
The reason is still unknown
My mind is blown...
I'm surprised how much I've grown

I, daily,
Wish and pray for a brilliant future
For you...Remember, friend of mine - 
To shine with confidence like the sun
REMEMBER, friend of mine:
You are never alone no matter what

I, alone, 
Have experienced and felt your suffering...

You and I
Have to work together
And help each other along the way - 

Are you willing to accept my offering? 


Details | Free verse | |

Shadow

Shadow of a butterfly reaching through the light shining 
Through transparent window panes.
The shadow of me hiding in the shade casted
By the wall beneath the sill.

Sunlight of this evening lighting up my bedroom,
Helping me to see my surrounding.
Sunlight of this day, for me, it was brightly burning,
All while bicycling home.

Shadow of a bird symbolizing flying and basking
In the sun, which soothes my pains.
The shadow of me concealing itself and fasted
Inside my head as I sit still.

Rays of a sunset touching the glass, illuminating
The colours and the wall.	
Rays of a sunrise waiting for night to pass, wishing
To shine so I may finally roam.

Shadow of a cage: this window the only thing
Keeping me as solitary as I can be.
The shadow of me welling up deep within,
Descending into sorrow.

Light of the sun embracing countries, forever travelling.
Sunrise awaiting my horizon.
Light of the sun reminding me how
There will be a day of my dream coming true.

Shadow of the blue twilight gently glowing
Throughout this room where I am free.
The shadow of me restlessly reflecting
Upon thoughts of the days beyond tomorrow.

Sunshine everyday warmly reassuring
That it will always shine on through.
Sunshine everyday piercing
The gray clouds of any day.

Shadow of thoughts filling
My mind with a saddening realization.
The shadow of me is suddenly being embraced,
My Sun ensuring in time I will attain all I’ve dreamed.


Details | Haiku | |

Flying

Flying like a bird
Over skies and oceans blue
My wing span is huge


Details | Ballade | |

Nannup night

Nannup Night

The rain has fallen heavily
The night feels so serene
Insect noises in the silence
Are heard, though choir’s unseen
In the mystic, magic darkness
I see those fading trees
Drops of rain caress my skin
As they ride upon the breeze.

I sit here on this cosy porch
As the velvet night grows deeper
Though TV murmurs droningly
The peace within does stir
With city life now left behind
Here in this sweet retreat
My silent soul, it whispers to me
And life seems so complete.

No yellow moon reflects the sun
And lights up velvet sky
No shadows cast by its soft glow
The dark night passes by
It be the touch of mystery
That rules this sombre night
And lets Lord darkness strut it’s stuff
Till morning sun shines bright.

2007.


Details | Haiku | |

Stay Still

<                                    rustic overtures
                           reflects mirrored images .... off
                                    motionless water


Details | Verse | |

The Son

I was once kissed by the sun
Caressed in oils my breasts bathed free
like growth in my womb
kissing the moon
Capturing my true essence
unmasked, plain, pure

Naked in love my insecurities 
gave birth to my esteem
But then I became free 
from the taunting and ridicule of 
socieity's template of me
by adopting a new personality
One that reflects the real me

I like poetry I like to sing
I understand my spiritual need
I like love
I like the breeze
I like rhythm and passion
and long lasting nights of 
random acts of sensual moments that 
awaken parts of me previously repressed
The love I feel  is so unrest

I was once kissed by the sun
It's power gave me light and enabled my writing to become
spoken words
leaving footprints on the ink in my pen
Some of thoughts escaped through actions of sin
Unspoken words just thrown away 
Never spoken, or written again

Awakened by the sun 
all drenched in it's heat
Praising it's soure of power 
and embracing humility
Giving what I have to give
Learned to let go it's easier to forgive
We strive for riches but lest we forget
the richness of the sun
Each day be thankful for his son


Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Master Carpenters tree

The impressive mighty trees
Are birthed from such small seed
Drawing resilience from the sun
And earth’s fertile garden bed

Trees wooden trunk has shaped 
And sustained for centuries many in varied ways 
Some over and upon oceans wide
Where waves stroke shapely hulls 
And lull to sleep the hapless venturer 
Trusting in woods durable strength and buoyancy

And from such crafted boughs 
And whispered sounds 
Her meekness and strength is seen and heard 
Like the creaks of grandma’s rocking chair
Where the hapless wanderer was first rocked to sleep

Trees have cradled and rocked in their arms 
High and low of this world
The greatest of these was in a lowly manger 
In an animals crib 
But for this one tree its destiny was marked 
Chosen before time

For on this tree’s wooden shoulders 
It bore God’s greatest gift–
A Holy Child born - Like it- 
For one purpose only – 
To become accursed - on its wooden cross 
To bear the sins of All 
The Holy Son then rose - triumphantly from earth’s fertile soil

Into His Father’s arms


© Brenda V Northeast 11th   March   2012
 


Details | Free verse | |

Spring Showers

Winter blues are  passing, making a place 
for the healing Spring showers
the softness of their touch 
soothes away the deep grooves of weariness.  
The pleasures that spring showers bring 
mending not just our needs also the needs of nature.                                              
The tender green shoots of the spring flowers 
nosing their way out of the soil, to feel enriched 
by the sprinkling softness of a shower. 
Animals also enjoy the warm shower,
using their tails as back brushes.  
Watching all of these things bring 
peace and happiness to me. 
To walk in the rain along a sandy beach laughing 
at  the antics of the birds,  
spreading their plumage like a ladies fan.  
Best of all Spring showers means hope -
washing away the winter gloom
So I lift my face to the rain, 
to look to a renewed hope, to Spring.



Penned on March 26 2013

Contest of Russell Sivey


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Lose Control

Let’s lose control
Let’s entice the soul,
With champagne swishes
Chilled in iced bowls.
From your head to your toes
Every nerve will explode, 
Every body sensation
I’ve cracked nature’s code.
It’s not on paper 
It’s what your face shows;
It tells me go fast
Then it tells me go slow,
Then blows my mind
Showing Lose control.
All exposed
The most radiant glow,
The most beautifulness thing 
Ever let go.
Lose control
Feel safe…there’s no foes,
Only me…Let go…
Lover Lose Control.


Details | Haiku | |

Radiant Fourth of July

multicolored sparks
dwindling across the unfilled sky...
bright smoke you ignite







©RashanaKing2010


Details | Rhyme | |

You Wipe Away My Tears

You Wipe away my tears
You erase all of my fears
You are the only voice that I can hear

You make the darkness leave
You made me believe
All the sorrow and the pain you wiped from my sleeve

You are all that I can see
You always made me feel free
Your scent is the one that calls me every time I breathe

You are the one that I care for
You always leave me wanting more
I enter your soul filling the hole every knock that I lay on your door

You are the one who makes me
You and I were meant to be
Together forever we sit in harmony

Your hair is like silk when it flows
Through the day as the wind blows
I will always love you
I hope that you will always know...


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond midnight

Beyond midnight

It’s way beyond the midnight hour
About three am in the morning
No moon, it shines there in the sky
Way before the day is dawning

A blessed feeling touches me
As I walk the morning streets
As stars they shine in the velvet sky
And the whole world feels complete

There’s no one here, but Bear and I
As we quietly walk together
As rain caresses face and hands
Oh, I love this rainy weather.

There’s nothing like these early hours
Everything seems pure and clean
As the silence seeps into my soul
And my world feels so serene.

28 July 2013 @ 1300hrs.


Details | Sonnet | |

" STARS"

"Stars"
I do not know how big they are,
But I can see them twinkle from afar.
Their shape to me is yet unknown,
Still I can see them where ever I go.

Way high up there in the night sky,
Farther than any bird could ever fly.
"How did they get so far away,?"or
"Will they fall down to earth someday?"

When I look through my window late at night,
I stare at those stars,so beautiful and bright.
One day I know there won't be any cars,
But when I look up there will always be stars 


Quentin Alexander Sands


Details | Rispetto | |

The Waiting Shore

My love and I washed up on the waiting shore destined to lay our heads on her satin sand. Distressed from violent seas, we shook to the core, in wake of destruction, where waves touch the land. The storm has now passed, my Lord whispered to me. Gale winds will soon calm and the heavens you'll see. I searched the horizon for glimmers of hope and saw a great aura where stars had eloped.


Details | Tanka | |

Taking Turns

<                                       iron propeller
                                 sitting entrance to driveway
                                   slowly turning blades
                              like the hands of time on clock 
                                 longing for extra seconds 


                                    Hummingbirds buzzing
                              red gold blue and green headed 
                                    just waiting for turns
                               to capture it's own bountys
                                   succulant sugar water  



Written By 
Katherine Stella 9/13/2011

Entry For Francine Roberts
The View-A Tanka Contest
G.L. All


Details | Haiku | |

A Quilt of Passion (for Joy)

I look out last night
To fondle the shining stars
How lovely your eyes

Bright asters glowing
Soft the liquid rivers run
I scoop joy's delight

A soft wind blows here
Where is the jasmine blooming
Naked to my sight

Love sings in the tree
The nightingale is awake
It's heart breaks for you

Far away the stars
Like dry grass of memory
Burns in water still

I need you tonight
The moon is late, I'm alone
And shadows haunt me

Stars all silent stays
Yet the wind will speak your name
Nothing mutes my heart

I love you, brown night
Your fragrance the heart's drum beat
Too loud for my sleep.

I fondle flowers
Soft as light upon your skin
Dreams are stolen keys.

Open stoma's door
Tiptoe the light on petals
To kiss the night gone


Details | Kimo | |

Words Need Not Be Spoken

The ancient elders speak in spirit cries silent,hushed,songs of the meek a call for the chosen....... Persian waters' flow in light of silver cashmere questions dissipate as I rest at waters' edge in love, the Great Spirit leads....... _____________________________________ Contest- A Mesh Of Forms Kimo/Tanka Poet-Rick Parise


Details | Free verse | |

Time To Clean House

It's been covered 
by that christmas tablecloth 
for years.
You remember... 
the one with the large poinsettia pattern 
directly in the middle, 
with the cranberry stains decorating 
sporadic spots along the border.

I almost forgot it was here.
I always hoped somehow a magic trick
would be performed while I was away
and it would disappear before I returned.

The years have passed for me
yet as I do the unceremonious unveiling
time seems to spiral backwards until
I'm sitting on the floor 
drowning in a flood of memories.

Yet, 
no more tears come.
Time to clean house.
No more tablecloths to cover the pain.
No more boxes to tuck away 
the memories that are better off forgotten.
No more excuses for not visiting this place.
No more.

This space is clean now
and will remain that way.
Clear of the cobwebs and dust
that have been clouding my vision
for too many years.
The heavy velvet curtains give a groan
(or is it a cheer?)       
as they're thrown open.
Finally, the sun can shine through
and the warmth can be felt
by a heart that was unsure it deserved 
to feel the warmth of the sun.


Details | Ballad | |

The Heart's Anxiety

Shall I compare thee to a Fall Afternoon,
Nature's final chance, before eventual doom,
Opportunity for some and failure for a few,
Love is in the air, however, what will you do?

She has an intellect worth noting and long hair always glowing,
However, without effort, there is no knowing,
No clues ever seem to be showing,
Being vague is a curse, and a curse worth knowing.

My mind is in a haze as I think about asking her,
She could make life worth living, or just slam the door,
She could have a heart of ice to make me go "BUR"
But honest, what use is the waiting for?

Here is my chance as the night comes clear,
Time is important and the last leaf is near,
Risk is needed for all that is dear,
It is better to fail, than to miss something so near.


Details | Sonnet | |

Celestial Mother

Once great always great I say to you.
Upside down or right side up you be.
Once upon a time and a time once was she.
Gathering the universe and shining a Star or two.
 
Then one day She shot down to Earth out of the blue.
She gathered Her crops and made circles wide and free.
She made them so big the whole of the world could see.
She took the Stars the Sun and Moon making them new.
 
She shined talents never quite seen.
Amazing and sparkling from up above,
She is the smartest thing ever so keen.
She is abundant in spreading Her love.
 
She is our Celestial Mother in Heaven,
Separated by the empty shells of leaven!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Free verse | |

The Force

Adding
peculiar
subtracting
never

laws 
of something
(besides physics)

has to
wants to
needs to
improve

velocity 
is present
and that very force
pushes 
the dead weight
forward
until
it can't sit still anymore

because
it has to

it's got to move
or else
it dies


Details | Free verse | |

The Simple Truth

All Mighty One
The Beginning and the End
Alfa and Omega

Thy living water spills free in a fountain of forgiveness 
love and light so pure and free
my cornerstone of strength and hope
for you, I fall to my knees

The darling of heaven once crucified 
you have risen in all glory and now you rest within my desperate soul
a predestined beauty of the eternal promise of everlasting life
I call to you in good times of prosperity 
and I ask that you might sustain this life
I cry out to you in times of trial
knowing you will guide and strengthen this weary soul

My precious Jesus, son of God almighty 
I surrender to thee
I praise only you
forge and mold me oh' sweet Father
for I believe
yes
I believe



Details | Free verse | |

The Garden

The night air is cool and collective,
Running through my hair and face.
Even when I’m with people, I feel alone
In this cold blooded space.

It’s like walking through a garden
Of all your favorite foods,
But none of which can substantiate
For that one so special mood…

That mood, 
that beautiful frame of mind.  
I only go there with you,
And only you can make it unwind.

I discovered a passion unlike any other
And in my finding I opened a world,
A world I did not know existed.
I’m on cloud nine every time I think of you,
Just the thought of you brings joy to my heart.

This garden holds many beautiful things
Many delightful pleasures,
Many cold nights,
Warm nights,
Difficult frights,
Ecstatic times and unsystematic times!

But they mean nothing to me,
While I’m alone…

Walk with me through this garden.


Details | Haiku | |

Cherry Blossoms

The silk like blossoms

That bloom in the night time air

It captures moonlight


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

To You My Daring Artist

_______ Trapped within the artist's mind - a need to portray a burning facet of life , that some never see.... of clouds soften pillow and emerald eternity a place where indigo mist falls and yellow flowers bathe in violet's and green's a place where souls are taken and peace gathers free a song born from deep within, exploding on the white canvas for all to see To you, my daring artist Paint Paint a dream.... To you, my daring artist my hat tumbles free... _______


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Sacred Mother Earth- Colors Of Nature

Oh Great Woman of all Nature
  Mother of our Divinely blessed, sacred Earth
Your beauty has kissed my lips
  with the splendor of your clear, sapphire skies
 

The golden, moon bathed Sands
  that are gently caressed
 by your crystal blue clear flowing rivers
Your gentle rain that ascends from the Heavens above
  to delicately soothe and blend
with tears that flow from the broken hearted
 

Your moist, emerald green hills 
 filled with enchanting, lovely flowers 
of every elegant shade and hue
I have beheld the splendid beauty…
 of your green weeping willow's gracious bows and limbs
of iridescent greens and golds
that whisper gently in your swaying, languid winds
 

I have witnessed golden eagles fly so gracious and free
  in your pictorial, periwinkle blue skies
I've feasted my eyes on the sublime splendor
  of your enchanting, golden harvest moon
as its elegant beauty paints a rose, gold, splendid image 
  so deep within my mind
 

All your violet-blue endless horizons
  Your smoky, gray mountains so grand
in the rose blue cool light of dawn
  Your chattering bird songs in skies of azure blue
The fragrant scent of amber gold pinecones
   in the sparkle of the crystal clear early morning dew
 

I pay Ode’ to you Great Mother Nature
  for every golden ray of sun that warmed my skin
that hangs brilliant and dazzling...
   in your glorious skies of cerulean blue


Details | Narrative | |

Iris of Poetry

Introduction: We don't really think deep enough about "What A Poetry Actually Is", the
obvious question which we all know but don't think how to really elaborate on. We mostly
see the story, depth and the purpose it delivers. Well, here's one a little bit different
this time...



Poetry is the reflection of our lives like in the mirror,
It is something we can relate to and share.
It's our memories written in jumbled words,
It's like a song, with a meaning it holds.

A mere idea of our mystical lives,
Expressed in a way from deep inside
A way which only the heart can see,
A place where the eyes get cold-feet

The earnest truth and the sweetest lies,
It's all the irony that makes poetry so alive.


Details | Sonnet | |

Never-Ending

In the center I sit.
Unraveling a core,
I lay it by the shore.
It’s a wondrous fit.
 
It is in pieces by a bit.
It sails an ocean floor.
It has a rip where tore.
It makes the seas split.
 
It travels day and night.
A never-ending drift,
It is brilliantly bright.
Moving along so swift!
 
It travels a path lit by a Star,
Rendering miles that are afar!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | I do not know? | |

Hope

Today I saw a tree trunk,
Growing through a fence.
Metal bars pierced, as it grew,
It almost didn’t make sense.

Sap oozed out its flesh,
Where the spike had bored.
Victim of its own success,
As if it had fell upon its sword.

I wondered if the tree was wise,
That growing meant having to agonize.
The tree didn’t seem to mind though,
As it stretched toward the rainbow..


Details | Rhyme | |

Difficult Trials -Part 2-

Turn the wheel
*******he sea...
Push aside the misery...
The abominable agony...
Endure this hardship...with me
Fight off the tears and let us roam to sea
Don't make it hard for me
To determine the waters

We are the same kind
If you can be so KIND, let me show you your destiny -
To dwell with me in tranquility  

We will try to share our responsibilities...
Take turns and share our possibilities...

How have you been?
Sorry we have shut our ears
To your deafening cries
I'm turning the wheel for you
You're losing energy...be still - why are you so blue?

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

We will start anew
We will start on a fresh start
We will fulfill our dreams and make them come true
We'll brew away the sadness
I'm determined to eliminate
The distress... swallowing us like a tidal wave...
Behave, you wild childlike waters!! Behave!

Don't worry - we'll get rid of
The limited happiness
And make our heart pump with merriness
Don't be a magnet of depression stress

You'll experience a wonderful opportunity 
So you may feel  at one with
Our world full of possibilities
And eliminate those cruel, wretched words
That tore apart our responsibilities...
Our activities... our reveries... our possibilities...
That brought us back together

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


Details | Acrostic | |

Embracing Earth


Embracing Earth

Embracing Earth I write this poem
Me, looking at the morning glowing
Being lost in flowers and trees
Reeling from life’s mystery
Air all filled with sweet bird song
Clearly it’s where I belong
Inspired By all life’s mystic charm
Nicely filled with peace and calm
Gleaming, feeling free from harm

Embracing Earth, I feel life’s power
And all those magic colored flowers
Really, they’re so beautiful
The sun shines down as the rain does fall
While fish swim in the shiny pool.

5 July 2014 @ 1535hrs.

Written for Andreas 'choose your Acrostic'  contest


Details | Haiku | |

Cry Me A River

at the mouth of cave
aqua insurgent brushstrokes
cry me a river


Details | Personification | |

Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Verse | |

Silver Bows

Placid water,
smooth surface untouched

reflects the moonlight
in silver bows.

Breezy love songs
weave glazed ribbon.
Luna serenades.

By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, June 22, 2012
For Shanzi Poetry Contest (Joann Grisetti)


Details | I do not know? | |

My Regular Day

                                        My Regular Day
                                              by natalie
As the first light breaks,
How the hawks soar above me.
The sheep graze alongside me,
As the colors of oranges, reds and pinks shine 
      brightly
When the cock sings his beautiful Morning song,
The new lambs will perfect day commences.

Fervently my dark-grey led hits the bare paper,
That's when I portray all that I have seen,
The hawks soaring, the sheep grazing, the cock 
      Singing and the lambs prancing.
Ah, the beauty in one morning.
Now! Its time to add all the stunning colors,
The scarlet-red mixed in with the carroty-orange
       mingled with cherry-pink,
All rightly colored as that morning that took my 
        Breath away.

The chilly water tickling my toes. 
The composed minnows gather around,
As the fox hides in her den.
The butterfly slowly flutters above me.
The two dragonflies dancing their duet, 
The strong smell of fresh mint fills up the creek,
As the creek slowly flows with the sound of tingling 
       that follows with it.
The refreshing breeze blows on my face,
Cooling it down from the temperate sun.

When the day comes to the end,
The radiant stars slowly gather around me.
The hawks take their slumber,
And the mysterious owls take their place as they now
        soar through the sky,
The warm, puffed up mother ewes snuggle their 
         young while they go onto their nightly trance.
As the strong rem stances proudly on the hill
         watching and bravely protecting all the sheep.
The crickets take the tough cocks place and cries its 
          nightly song,
As for me, well, I take my rest as my dreams fly by,
Hoping that the next day will be another regular day.


Details | Ballade | |

Galah tree

Galah Tree

I heard the squawking screeching, shrieking
Oh, the sound was deafening
Looked up in that Banksia tree
So much joy to me did bring
Those pink and grey birds
Scattered there
Amidst the branches everywhere.

It’s morning time they’ve come for feeding
Ain’t no seed upon their, trays
As they perch among the green leaves
They shriek and scream and screech away.
I see me there the sight of beauty
All those pinks amidst the leaves
It was the way the sun was shining
Oh, such a picture it did weave.

I fill the seed trays up with tucker
I love me so these little guys
They come into my garden daily
I watch them feed it makes me wise.
Watching me, the song of nature
Taking photos writing poems
This be what my life’s about now
Oh, how such beauty keeps me glowing..


Details | Lyric | |

Forest-Flame

A tale of warning for these times
This world holds more than you will find
Until you stumble into mind
Within the woodland lost inside

As we awaken, into pain
The broken emptiness and shame
We will misplace our brightest flame
The self we journey to find again

In moonlit whispers, we brave the cold
With shadows stalking through the snow
Approaching a forest, so alone
Our spirit guide waiting at home

A wood that’s thickened by this night
Our sadness darkened in this light
We stumble forward, filled with fright
A movement swallowing our sight

Our senses count the crushing beat
A heart of ice beneath our feet
The path is hidden under sleet
These bonds of fear are now complete

Frozen, empty; ensnared by dread
We hear the haunting call of death
The forest living, we now see its depths
Our mind expanding to its breadth

Through hallowed pillars filled with eyes
Through water, fire, earth and sky
Entangled visions unravelling lies
Our fears will fade and sun will rise

In sunlit whispers, we’re no longer cold
Its flame begins to make us whole
We’re through the forest; not alone
Because we never left our home


Details | Free verse | |

God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

This question drives me up and down the walls
I know for certain that God has answered my calls
I can’t hang up on Him…He’s so brilliant
And I’m so little compared to Him…
Maybe I’m little in size and very insignificant compared to the most High
He gives me quite a natural high
He brings me back home and kisses me good night
Without His love, I’d be lost like a sheep losing his shepherd
I feel like I’m separated to God
As if God and I are on both sides of the coin…
Our oceans don’t collide with each other,
But He does make huge tidal waves…
And I make baby waves that swerve up and down
Like a wave’s movement, my life seems to have its low points and high points
But, when I build enough energy, I glide higher than the clouds
Though, unfortunately, I’ve only been dreaming this
Then, I collapse into the sand...my face rubs against it and I have scrapes all over
Sand and water do mix well, but afterwards, the sea shore’s weight will pile up on the bottom of the ocean floor
I can’t imagine how many grains of sand there are on Earth
There are countless amounts of ants on Earth as well
Trillions and trillions of them are in existence
It’s amazing how plants take in Carbon Dioxide
And we breathe in oxygen…
God is a fantastic creator and He did carve His creations pretty well
God saw my distress and He healed me
When I think about Him, I’m speechless and can’t say much
He’s made out of love and He bubbles me up with excitement
I haven’t given Him the credit of working miracles in my life…
But, I don’t want to divorce God…I must propose to Him like a wife
Does to her husband…I want to submit to Him
He made the sunset, the moon and stars
Look! He even made the planets and He healed our scars
He made the flowers, the roses and the creeping bugs
Look! He even made leaves for our eyes to see…
He made the change of seasons
God saw my distress and healed me
God made the wild cats, bears, reptiles
He made us have a brain that is as neat as black and white tiles
God healed me…and I’m simply glad He did so
God wiped out my distress…and He simply dressed me with happiness and He’s in high spirits to see me grow

 ~ Inspired by the band of Evanescence’s song: Never Go Back 
~ God inspired me to write this poem…


Details | Sonnet | |

The Embracing

I cut through tedious chit-chat,
Null knick-knacks!
Zap Idiotic whacks!
I tip toe tapping atop pitters pat.
I’m your best bet seated where you once sat.
Smearing out your tad-bit lacks,
Running them out by the packs,
I tip my hat fancying you purr like my fat-cat.

Up and away my hands shall uplift weights like you.
In and out of reality I’ll take you with me everywhere.
If only you knew how well I’m too do getting through.
Do you think one day to obtain me to be eh unaware?

Personally, I’d charge a big fat whacked out idiotic fee for the likes of thee,
I’m declared as freely expressing many pleasures for the embracing of me.

® Registered: 2010 Ann Rich


Details | Haiku | |

The Ocean Haiku

The thundering sound

The waves bring saltwater smell

Breath and feel the breeze


Details | Rhyme | |

Rocky Mountain High

There's nothing like the smell of fresh air
So come join me on this expedition there

High above the canyon ridges
Of Colorado's mountain's and bridges

Pikes Peak Cheyenne to name a few
But let me tell you oh what the view

For there are fresh water streams
Cascading down the slopes of green

Then there are countless winding and twisting roads
Slowing down the engines cargo load

Top of Cheyenne's peak
You can almost hear God speak

Voices in the wind
Not to hear it would be such a sin

And if your lucky enough even capture an eagle in flight
Encirciling Pikes Peak now wouldn't that be a sight

So for your next viva vacation
Remember the mountains of Colorado who also holds great sensations


Details | Couplet | |

Seagull and the Penguin

A sea gull flew over the ocean admiring his reflection every day.
Passing over the shore, he saw penguins at work and careful play.
What an ugly bird they are he suddenly proclaimed.
They can’t fly and still they strut… know they no shame!

One day the gull was swooping down angling for a fish…
When suddenly an orca whale knocked him in the briny brink.
Snapping and churning the orca would soon have his way.
The gull was surely lost, if he could not gain the air to stay.

Moments before the whale pod arrived the penguins chose to assist.
They chose to distract the whale, giving the gull a chance to resist.
The orca didn’t care which meal he had as long as there was one…
He finally beached himself upon the shore, and still he hadn’t won.

At that point the gull realized, the penguins were really seriously cool.
They could certainly fly in the water, if maybe not the air to rule.
Now friends for life… he would scout for them safe passage to their fish.
Indeed, the gull flew away that day a little wiser, knowing he’d been remiss.

Everyone in life is different. He surmised… It’s not a choice they’ve made.
But now he knows each demands respect… in their own separate way.


Details | Free verse | |

From her Cocoon

She sits over her writings, a chrysalis, a solitary form.
All of her adventures are tucked in her mind this morn.
Her poetry is meant to half make you laugh or weep.
Her stories are soulful with multiple twists to reap.
Her husband peeks at her ideas before going to work…
She can’t wait to discuss the results back and forth.
She’ll revise a little, but not the main inspirational theme.
This poem is the result of a days’ insightful dream. 

She’s a butterfly who may never come out from her cocoon.
But she’s safe, warm, and happy… with your reading a boon.
There are always those admirers awaiting her final results.
Like a butterfly’s wings the words tarry, till they finally bust forth.
She helps others understand… they’re not alone…any more…
With a moment of her presence and beautiful, unfurling heart.
Then she’ll hide away back in her cocoon till when…
She’ll awaken, forever beginning the cycle… anew, again.

 


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


Details | Senryu | |

What Time Is It

spring ahead fall back
tick...tock....tick...tock ...  just ticking ...
waiting for Winter 





Gotta Just Love That White Stuff   LOL


Winter Is My Chose For Season Senryu


Details | Ballad | |

DARK FOREST

The lakes edge 
Shone in silver light 
A moon , so bright, 
in a dark forest night 

The moon rose silently 
In a clear starlight sky 
The creatures of the night 
Came out in a dark forest, 
to play, in moonlight 

Such unnaturally tall trees, 
with no branches in sight 
No leaves 
Stood still 
In a dark forest 
Under moonlight 

As I drew closer 
The tall trees were all in a row 
No branches in sight 
I pulled away the tangled vines 
I could see... 
Masts, spars ropes and lines 

The ships! 
The wood in which a ship is made 
Returned to the dark forest 
Where the keel was shaped and laid 

The wooden ships that carried the Heartstone 
Across a sea, so blue 
Had returned to a forest 
That the timbers once knew 

When a ship comes to die 
It must return 
To where its timbers were born 
A ship to lie.... 
Amongst the trees 
The masts, swaying in a gentle breeze 

The whispering trees 
Took the ships 
Took the wood 
Made it their own 
As any magic could 

In a dark forest 
Graceful ships of wood 
No longer hear the sea roar 
instead of sails they once wore 
They hear birds singing 
Leaves rustle 
Masts creaking 

Ships, run aground 
In a dark forest 
Back to wood 
Back to trees 
Waiting to be found 
Leaves replaced sails 
Spars became branches 
Became something new 


Details | Free verse | |

The Lord's Peace

Peace
The chaos is shedding
Piece
Of happiness is floating
Cease
The madness..chaos is concealing
Peace
Comes from the Lord - 
To Him who mends us all...
To Him who forgives all of our sins
And downfalls
And answers everyone's calls


Details | Free verse | |

A serendipity

Greenish black silhouettes of trees
sans the complacency
mystique in their conversation,

a stream of uneven triangular arcs
in commune with the lilac-grey
puffs of floating vapor
coalescing in rebellion,

scent of wild delicate roses,
a lover's temptation,

cascades of prismatic water
falling like emotions hard
then, mingling plan-gently
in the river of thoughts,

a lavish pristine green meadow
inventive in its own league,

celestial beads of a night gown
defying the theory of
existentialism,

then why stand petrified
by the fire lit by yourself?

a self fluorish of ambiguities
and repine,

if discern the other side of
darkness
you lay ablaze in ethereal
incandescene,

the hieroglyphs of creator's rescue...


Details | Sonnet | |

Lilac Dream

Thou have started a journey so serene.
One that shall take thee into spring,
Enjoying all of nature’s beauty unseen,
Feeling majestic powers, it will bring.

Imagine fragrances warmed by sunshine.
Feel cascading build of warmth around.
Mid day arrives, preparations combine.
As gentle fresh air moves without sound,

Brilliancy around thee captures your breath.
New birth engages your senses so deep.
Sweet visions revive thee, from sudden death.
Sounds caress thine ears, even in sleep.

Thou with thine eyes closed, awareness in smell.
Sensing lilacs, bidding winter farewell,


Written for

Sponsor Francine Roberts 
Contest Name Bring on Spring 


Details | Didactic | |

Blind By Mod

Modernisation is hopping her repercussion
 Modernisation is driving her civilisation
 This is the safari; that brain the colony
 The colossal obnoxious tenets of the West
 Calling her to the deluding evacuation.

 The edifice her architect had strictly structured
 Who can dare to alter it?
 Even on her own body and soul.

 Variety upon variety, she want to put on
 That is her whisper why, she mime the day.
 A Bimbo! Mimicking the mockery of the West.

 Who is barbaric in this case?
 Reason! She revolt the reasoning
 Focus! She resist the purpose
 Loyal! She refuse the modesty.

 Let her believe this one
 That in her friction state
 Her forward (will) never; her backward (will) ever.

 Perhaps, she should recall this one
 She need to behold
 If she must to recount, in her world.


Details | I do not know? | |

"The Ataratic Tempest"

The passion that comes
When greeted by a storm
Is nothing I can explain
The rain, wind, thunder, and lightning
Sends a frenzy of shivers through my body
Making my every nerve numb
As the light flickers
And the thunder claps
I can feel my heart beat faster
The rain on the roof 
Like a drum
Sends my body in a rhythmic dance
The wind is my partner
As I float around
Above the ground
Leaving my worries behind


Details | Free verse | |

Beyond Nightfall (contest)

The sun goes down
It sets in the West.

Darkness covers us
Like a thick blanket.

The twinkling of stars
Fill the sky up above.

The moon casts light
On the world below.

Animal noises fill the air
Mother Nature’s concert.


Details | Blank verse | |

Love Is In The Air Tonight

Baby lets take that drive today.
Its the right time to get away.
Lets go to that same old spot
that we both know so well.

Its there. The sun
is always warm and nice.
And the river runs so cool,
always flowing thru our minds.

Love is in the air tonight.
This time, this time that we share.
Being here, being here without a care.
Love is in the air tonight.

When we're here we feel free.
So plentiful, just you and me.
We know its here for sure.
We'll make love all thru the night.

Love is in the air tonight.
Holding hands below the stars.
Below the stars, we begin to dance.
And we'll dance all thru the night.

Love is in the air tonight.
We'll sleep all day,
just to wake all night.
To wake and love and dance.

Under stars again,
love in the air to share.
Another night again,
always hand and hand.

Love is in the air tonight.


Details | Free verse | |

Xanax Sunshine

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

JS Lambert


Details | Haiku | |

No Escape

Next to the river
Two foxes stalk a rabbit
As snow is falling


Details | Etheree | |

Leaves

Leaves
pouring
down like rain
showering me
with a fresh new day.
seasons come, seasons go
carrying more than we see
hold endless possibilities.
changing our eyes to see fresh once more
old problems always run straight for my door
but before they leave they stop and recall
its over? no, just the start of fall.
ignorance never quick to leave
disguised as simple desire
all we long for, crave, need
plant a tiny tree
love, water, light
down like rain
pouring
leaves.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Feather Beauty Bright

I spy, a feather beauty bright
With speckled blush on breast
Basking within the thicket light
Dancing round about her tiny branch 
 
Your fluttering sight beholding
Within the snowy briar
Bathing among the warmth
Of the morning's golden glory

Its brilliance your own crown of halo
Like a sunburst that swallows
Up the end of February's sigh 
As other feathers flusters zoom right by

The ginger little fellows all dappled, scramble
A merry-go-round within a flight
Threading joyous song throughout your bramble
As further flocks of scurry, hurry fly

On parade teasing wings of faerie sprites
A musical path of crisscross kites
But, you little one are the daring, bursting forth
With higher operatic songs, to startle and scold those spry

Feather beauty bravely 
Upon your perch chest thrust out boldly
Nonsense rhymes and a new found might
Chase away the imps of finch and thrush
And keep yourself the sunbeams for its light

And bask yourself once more this time
Among the drops of melting dripping snow
And gather up all tis full
Feasting here, where the wild wild berries grow
 
But, in the end you are their kin 
And soon, my fairy feathered friend you too must go
Out, onto twittering leafy stemmy stem and off...
Into the yonder of the coming spring to rove


Details | Free verse | |

Moon

Might I ask about what the moon means to you?
It means the world revolves in a transcending path with a satellite.
Why does the moon shine in the midnight sky?
It shines because it is a guide between the world of the dead and the living.

So does the moon fill the air with hope?
The moon itself is hope for people.
Why does the moon pull us in with such soul searching?
It is because we feel that the moon is part of our every day life.

Children who asks these questions; I have strive to tell them some truth,
And for the adults out there I created a little Moon lite poem to sooth.

So the moon is our light in the darkest hour of the night
With romance in the air that is so bright
We all hold hands once in a moonlit walk
And with such passion we would talk
The moon gives us our pull on each others heart
With a dinner that we take part
The ritual of wooing ones heart is a great feeling of love
The moon is always there to shine right above
In time we think we are blinded by the moon 
But to tell you the truth it reflects the sun light during midnight noon
It gives out a warmth in the darkness
We probably do not think of it less
Because the moon is our memories of our past 
It shows it everyday and night and always last

April 13, 2013


Details | Sonnet | |

The Only Breed

I smoked my pipe and I found some dreams stuck in a seam.
The ancients lifted me up and I saw through crystallize glass.
As I looked the seams popped and scattered into a great mass.
The dreams were set free from my light of a shiny bright beam.
 
Now I have flashing darts in my eyes that shine as I will deem.
Now I am looking at you and you and you as green as the grass.
But that’s okay because now my eyes can gloss you up as brass.
Eventually, I will find a light inside of you with a sparkly gleam.
 
My visions are set up forth,
Free and clear with a deed.
Look to the Star of the North,
You shall find my only breed.
 
Be this to you or be this to me,
Scattered dreams in you I see.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Ode | |

Silent Night Sky

Oh how can one capture 
Your beauty on paper
Without you evaporating
Off as it is your nature

The stars are your jewels
The moon is your crest
Everyone drools
As if blessed

Your silence is serenity
That whisper to my thoughts
An overwhelming beauty
That ties my stomach up in knots

How humble I am sound
A beauty incomparable
With a radiance so profound
Your absence is unbearable


Details | Free verse | |

Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


Details | Ballad | |

THE GREAT FOREST TAPESTRY

In a basin of jewelled bronze

The leaves lay

Many colours

Of many shades

To become a tapestry

Trees never die

They are forever made

 

A soft wind blew

Gentle on the leaves

The Queen took them

Kissed them too

Made many

Threads spun

Magical weaves

The trees have begun

 

Upon the cloth

A mighty tree grew

In shades of green

Of soft leaf

Texture of bark

Of branches, seen

 

The trunk grew strong and tall

Of threads spun

Texture of bark

I can hear its’ heart

The first of many

The trees have begun

  

Branches reached out to play

Touching the sky

The joy

To see how it grew

Everyday

 

The leaves from the basin

Of jewelled bronze

 Carried by the summer queen

With a soft kiss….

One by one

They were blown onto the tapestry

The leaves multiplied

Faeries darted back and forth

Sewed each one

Of threads spun

Woven magic

The tree has begun

 

The heart of the tree

Could be heard

Very softly sighing

The first of many

Upon a tapestry

Where leaves were laid

Branches reached out

Touching the sky

That a Queen made

 

To a castle door

Leaves were left

Memories of suns

and seasons

For trees never die

Of threads spun

Woven magic

The trees have begun

 

 


Details | I do not know? | |

Penumbra

inky black night
stars brightly sparkling
earths giant shadow
moon slowly fading

dark shadow spreading
a total lunar eclipse
a rare winter solstice
not to be missed

finally total coverage
only one light to see
a bright orange penumbra
meant for only me


Details | Free verse | |

the Human Seasons: Elements At War and Peace, Part IV

                                                                 4.

Each dawn, the cold steps back a pace,
And in the lengthening light the tender green steals up
Through the retreating ice and snow
As the lands rise fresh and free from the deathlike sleep again,
To play the full young mother dressed out in life itself,
Strolling through the warming, waxing sun.

Growth and generation give the lie
To the empty time so short before
Everything renewed proclaims its exoneration from stasis
And beauty runs riot, freed from its long waiting
To declare its immortality again.

And for he and she love grows anew
In the hopes reborn in the spring's thaw
The heart's slow healing gathers force with the blooming 
As they pull the threads of their lives back together,
Sewing them closer with trust and forgiveness,
Going on again in the thousand-odd ways
That make a single life of two.

Love trumpets again its smug triumph
Through the wakening world,
For it too is one of the old, strong forces,
The one that holds together what would fain break itself apart
To its own rack and ruin;
The ultimate surgeon,
Healing with slow steely cuts 
Cauterizing the strangely sweet wells of pain
With unquenchable fire
That burns,
Promethean.


Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


Details | Haiku | |

Play Misty For Me

clouds abotomy
cut with a sheer percission
play misty for me


Details | Tanka | |

Elated In Moonlight

()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() In vast dimensions my mind wanders in starlight resting in calm love the Autumn moon full with dreams poetic words lightly chant Hazy blue imprints of a fortress, sempiternal electric clouds drift as simple words speak within I beckon the great spirit ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() "Moonlight Dream" Contest


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Emotional Hole

I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple 
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find 
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow


Details | Free verse | |

Spirit Flight (LOVE)

A simple peace of this fragmented reality of the spirit flight 
now, I lay me down to sleep
a spiritual realm of possibilities inches forward
my third eye of perception wide and receiving 
an unconscious consciousness of God's realm peering inward 
a small piece of life's mystery reveals a brilliant flight    
purple and light green float in a vision beyond comprehension 
I dive in and receive this unimaginable gift
a garden of light and energy suspended free
my spirit heeds the call as I drift 
submersed in a love words cannot express
I drown in light...............




The Spiritual Dream 
A Rambling Poet Contest "A Fragmented Dream"  
By Rick Parise


Details | Free verse | |

The Bark of The Birch

The bark of the birch - it’s curled for peeling
as the whippoorwill commands the block.
I fill my lungs with the pine-riddled air,
discounting the call of the clock.
A trickle of water escapes the hose,
a new pepper has sprouted - no, a pair!
Pleased with the snips of roses I chose,
apart from a vase, I haven’t a care.


Details | Terza Rima | |

Your Free

O ~ mighty eagle outstretch wings and fly
Let thy wind beneath wings lift and soar
I stand salute freedom and begin to sigh

Feathers of sweet purity
Claws and beaks of razor edging
I watch a far your maturity

Encircling heavenly domain
Snowcapped peaks valleys and bends
This essence simply can drive to o insane

Illuminated as her morning dawn
Escape my feathered friend
Oh let me capture what I've drawn


Her magesty which moveth across the broaden sky
O ~ in stealth fashion there she sails high









Details | Free verse | |

Teardrops From Bitter Clouds

5/21/11-5/22/11

They told me it was going to be sunny
I decided to go to the beach
Blue beauty…
No, I’m not the same as you can see

I soar off like a distant train
swaying…staying
Connected to the tracks
overwhelmed by rain
You weepie...
don’t you know who made sorrow?
Wait…do not scurry
Tearless for tomorrow
because that day will bring forth
Brighter dusks…hidden beneath the surface

Wherever we roam,
I’ll collect the foam
from the attacking waves
Masked with bitterness
led by the wind
Bitter clouds sending rain
I guess I’ll remain
Home alone
And watch a pale moonlight
Shone in my withering curtains
I’m certain
There will be brighter days
in this summer vacation
that’s next in line
where we will dine
forever on a soaring tide
clueless…undefined

Overcome the clouds…
Let out victory
Let them know
The key to life is positivity
Or treasured love
Beneath the surface
In other words,
You are marvelous…a blue beauty
You are a dolphin against an unfriendly tide
Sending teardrops from bitter clouds
Never meant for harm…
Keep me away from this charm
You send from your silky…
lushing…gushing…
form brushing beside a shipwrecked terrain
Paradise lies in silky clouds
Sending irresistible rain
Sending no doubts
Or heart-breaking reminders
Pouring out acid rain from bitter clouds
Teary skies…how time flies…
Sending drenched-up memories…
Cuddling to the soul
Oh, how time flies
A cruel enemy…how time could be
a loathly fiend
Sending acid rain
From tilted clouds
immediately drains
the hour…unaware of the time

I wish I could fall in your arms
While the bitter clouds alters into charms
Remain positive and fit
Don’t lie in the ocean floor
There is a deep pit…be vigilant
Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
My smile will warm up
The cloudy day…
and send the rain
Under the water
Under the teary sea
is where our destiny will be
the lovely clouds 
will be our shrouds 
it tickles my feet
and your wiggling fins

Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
Snuggle
In my arms 


Details | Dodoitsu | |

If You Could Read My Mind

<                                        International waters
                                          laying down a little folk
                                          thus if you could read my mind
                                          what love we can sell




Entry For
Francine Robert's
Write Me A Lightfoot Poem

I Chose If You Could Read My Mind
G.L. All


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Skyward



I hear song amid the distant tree line
of winged angels singing praise
in sunlight prisms that flicker 
and white orchids of flowering lace
in conscious mind I retrace 
each moment of spirit great call
of soft water line pulsing
and visions that ebb my soul
one moment I climb out beyond 
this entrapment of body and flesh
and roll infinite in spirit 
with dust and ash of breath

for now 
my hands tightly folded
in a moment of praise and request
of divine heights I see climbing
to entwine eternities nest   

I drift in words held closely
of misty hymns fluttering light 
a breath
a sigh
a great release
one moment
a fraction in time
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Here Birdie Birdie Footle

bird bath

splish splash


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branch of god

A tree branch blowing
In the breeze taps my shoulder
Like it’s blessing me


8/25/11


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Climbing That Hill

Climbing That Hill


Slowly I climbed that silent hill
 just to sit in solitary thought
Desperation fights against my will
 destroying all the mercies bought

As I crest that hill to summit high
 a calm feeling washes all over me 
No more shall I seek mercy to buy
 it has been sent in all that I see

A stand of mighty oaks looming tall
 so many birds singing all around
This majestic wonder gifted to us all
 Nature's blessings so eagerly found

Whip-poor-wills singing to early morn
 hidden so cleverly on the wet ground
I muse, happy just to have been born
 paying homage with such loving sound

 08-03-2014

Written from memory of my visit to my old 
hunting grounds early last year. I took a
 day off to just go clear my thoughts. I 
came home that night a new man. God's 
remedy was there just for the asking....


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Mother Nature Speaks

Mother Nature speaks of many tribulations, sending the message to all great nations. Wandering sheep and wolves on the prowl, you’re losing your way with a language so foul. The winds are stirring up a storm, and the wheat is gathered from the farm. Where the truth is known, but blown away, many left behind in just one day. Mother Nature speaks and it’s not a code. Listen and believe to save your soul. Tornadoes swirling and rains flood the land, Watch the signs for time is at hand. Heaven will open and you will see the King! This will be the end for every thing. Heartache and anguish for those left behind. Did you not pay attention to these great signs? Mother Nature is speaking for all to hear! Listen and believe and have no fear. The end of time is soon at hand, and all great nations will surely stand, before God!


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Sky-Falling Gold

Some complain of snow

Some complain of the cold

But what falls from the sky

Is much more golden than gold

Blessings from the sky

Yet we turn a blind eye

We instead express our disgust

When we could turn our sins into dust

We could pray to alleviate someone’s pain

But instead we scowl and frown on that rain

We could thank God instead of making a fuss

(It’s not like He’s throwing rocks down at us!)

A time to be grateful,

Yet we just complain

We could be making precious du’aa

For major beneficial gain

But it’s easier to grumble

Roll your eyes and shake your head

You may regret not taking advantage of this

When you’re long gone and dead

Don’t delay being

Grateful to your Lord

Let your heart live out

The ‘alhamdulileh’ word.


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Future Earth

Completely at ease
Calm, tranquil, serene
Bronze skin sunbathing 
Cool breeze

Enveloped in earth's beauty
witnessing creation;
Becoming embodied with the thoughts of perfection,
original earth
original plan of action
Ultimate fulfillment and satisfaction

The old world is no more
We've come fully human
heart and mind restored
No longer noting the difference between
the old world and the new
Completely erased
Renewed

But in the meantime, 
I moan for freedom from strong holds like
sickness and death and oppression
I moan for freedom for the disabled 
the mentally challenged,
the persecuted and their transgressions

Freedom from racism, injustice
ignorance, violence and depressions
I moan to end war, rape, incest
exploitation, thievery and anxiety

That was not the original plan
But the earth will be restored
and be as beautiful as it began


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Rock Me Gently

<                                             tropical ~ retreat
                                    
                                          mai ~ tai ....  pina ~ colada

                                      swaying ~ on......... hammock










Entry For
The Sweatheart Of Poetry's
Tropical Treasures Contest
GL All


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Black Love

  
                 Black LOVE

             My head rested
on the pillow of her smooth skin.
She opened the curtains of her being,
My hands slip into indulgence while 
 they explored her expansive dark skin.
With half words she whispered moans,
 followed by screams of passion.
With her shadow I bounded, as she 
swarmed waters of our endless longing passed.

                         By
                     Jay Johnson


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Just What Is A Broken Dream, Anyway

A strange sight upon a lonely road.
A dream ripped in half.
Looking closer, I wonder what was the travail.
An old price tag attached, making me wonder at what price it was sold.
Along the edges, tattered and torn, it gave forth an evil laugh.
As if some sly devil concocted a way to turn someone pale.

Onward I traveled, with pack upon my back.
To the left and right of the road were littered with more broken dreams.
So many that one could not keep track.
Some having been blown into the parallel stream.

So, I checked the pack upon my back.
And, yep all my dreams were there in a stack.

Cold winds howl, trying to rip my back pack to shreds.
Freezing were the winds, but forward I march.
Never losing sight of my dreams in spite of many dreads.
They all hold up strong even though many times I'm in a lurch.

Suddenly I see people returning to the road.
Going back and picking up their dreams.
Dusting them off and restoring them to their pack.
Each and every one said to me, you are quite bold.
To go forth and not let the cold winds of fate not destroy your knack.
To face life as it comes and not give up even if offered gold.

Good, bad fortune, are likewise of no importance.
Put a failed dream back in your pack and maybe a new day will appear.
Where you can unpack that dream and give it another go.
But, for today, march forward, today's failure might tomorrow's dance.
You gave it your best, and win or lose, that game has ended with a spear.
Win or lose, that game is done so pack it's knowledge away in your pack and grow.

Suddenly down the road a new vista appears and a brand new game.
Left high and dry or victorious are the two possible ends of any venture.
But in truth, knowledge is all you will have, win or lose.
For tomorrows game is just around the bend, all the same.
Win or lose, the game of life only ends for the moment within sight of the new adventure.
So, to quit and call it the end, only makes you look like a goose.





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Up A Creek Without A Paddle

<                              once this girl had seen her own shadow
                                got scared begun to wag and waddle
                                crossed over center line
                                hit by semi's behind 
                                now shes up creek without a paddle 







Writen by Katherine Stella

Entry For Rick Parise's 
Shadows And Lines Contest
G.L. All


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Tranquility

Introduction: Wonders of the lights, the meditative aurora of the world...


In silenced sleepless nights
They draw me close to them,
Through visionary lands and sights
Of unfulfilled needs, the worldly fame,

Towards a realm without immorality
The immortality of kindness,
The poignant poise of sympathy
Lives be in them, placidness.

Airy lands of the skies
The soundless voice of paradise,
The symbol peace of serenity
Let it be released - Tranquility.


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Moonsignor

In the mystic air of a warm summer night.
The clouds disperse to show us God's majestic sight.
It feels like God himself when I look at the moon.
In his infinite time table, he whispers soon.

His presence shines into my soul.
And lets me know that I am whole.
My heart is filled with gratitude.
For Moonsignor's mighty multitude.

Reality always slowly sets in.
As Moonsignor's light shines on all our sin.
But Jesus gentle forgiving love.
Let's me know, someday I'll rise above.

It's like church service in the sky's.
As that beautiful light shines in my eyes.
Reminding me that we are not alone.
It's the truest sign of spirit I have ever known.


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Duck eggs for breakfast

Crack, push, wriggle, peck,
Wet duckling appears by night -

Easter breakfast runs


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Moon Light Bright

                                                     Moon Light Bright.

                                                Oooh you shine so bright 

                                in every full autumn night without your friend in cite, 

                                       that helps you dominate the night sky 

                                                with your dens chilling light 

                    which helps me seek my ways throw the hunting mystery of the night,
 
                                                  without a single flashlight.

                                        Theo I wish on every day and every night 
 
                            nature can deliver such a beautiful cite... Moon Light Bright.



Poetry 2/23/11 by Keith K. Relf


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Splay

Wild and unkempt, the field croons to me,
a siren's call beseeching
to play tag with the wind,
sprinting across the uneven surface
and splay full-length, face-down
upon her mossy breast.

I gluttonously drink gulps of her scent,
fecund and rich and savory
enough to satisfy my appetite.
Then she whispers softly,
mere breath-brushes against my neck,
as the pull of an unheard heart-thump
draws me down
to nestle deeper in her caress.

The curly blades of grass trill arias
as they sing across my skin,
and tiny red ants
march to their drumbeat of life
in rank order rows tangent to my face,
while a solitary spider 
dangles from a single silken strand.
.
I lie hidden from the world
by my sentient shield
immersed in the rhythm
and innate magic of my overgrown meadow.


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Partners for Life

Elusive and mysterious its majestic flight -
from bachelorhood to parenthood.
His partner nestles prettily over two lives
not yet hatched but at the ready.
He soars to distant shores for dinner -
Then glides toward their home of twig and fur-
bringing food for nourishment and strength.
He cares for her just as she cares for him
and the lives they created.
Slowly, as if afraid to enter the land of the living,
the eaglets push through the tender ivory for
their first view of blue skies and limitless future.
How fortunate these two hungry babies –
For they will be loved, fed, and nurtured till
It’s time for them to 
Spread their wings and soar. 
 


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going green

Breathe in the sky, the
trees -mother nature is the 
spirit's remedy


7/20/11


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Rain And The Window Pane

That big grey palate
Outside my window
Stroked with raindrops
Happiness from the skies

The window sighs
While I look outside
Gentle drops of water
Adorn the window-frame

The Gods do play
While the Earth sings
She is the bride, they say
We shower her with rain

The earthy fragrance
Flirting with the wild orchids
Lulling the newborn to sleep
Avatars of happiness, it seems

Hoarse laughter from the crow
Perched now on the treetop
Drenched in the rain
Feels like a king, for sure

My mind is on the streets
Jumping in the puddle
Near that tailor’s shop
Simple joy it seeks

Unrestrained hair blowing
Being wooed by the wind
Sitting beside the window
I put on a pleasant grin

The heart is light
The soul is unshackled
Leaving the skin behind
I dissolve in the surroundings

The rain is still falling
The thunder is boasting
Intoxicated I am now
In the wine of happiness


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Dancing With The Stars

granite archway view
planetary shuffling 
dancing with the stars


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Such Calming Scent

Flowery fragrance
Blossoming from a sweet rose
Uplifting the soul


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Wait for me in Budding Branches

Closed Eyes --
I imagine you, a bird
Soaring through a cloudless wide open
And to my ears, I hear the gentle chimes
In breathtaking delight, a sound so
Tinkle 
Tinkle
Tinkle…
Breathing in --
The air is warm painted in sunshine
Sweet as fresh rain in the woods
I hear you --
A quiet flutter against plumes
Your feathers lift so subtle 
Embracing cooling winds
High above the treetops…

Please wait for me in budding branches;
I will fly with you, I promise --
I love you.


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Birds In Flight

<                                    birds in perilous flight

                            illuminating to this watchful eye's sight


                                          
                               outstretched wings ~ soaring high

                                bidding  ado ~ waving goodbye 




                                      homebound is their quest

                           offsprings await  safe return ~ back in nest



                                            red sky ~ tonight

                                    glad ~ I've captured this flight



                                      oh fly ~ my feather friends

                                    hope to see you  ~  once again


                                        

                                     for this love ~ so brand new
  
                                        what's drawn ~ me to you








Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Heaven Sent Smiles Contest
G.L. All

                                   


                                  
                                     

                                


                              



                                    



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One Seed

I planted a seed and it grew and grew.
It grew so high touching a cloudy sky.
With one main branch it sprouted high.
I cut it down telling myself I’m through.
 
But that main branch stayed so true.
I started watering daily at noon nigh.
And I would always wave good bye.
I can’t even tell you the birds it drew.
 
That branch was awesome.
Every day a new leaf to see.
Always a flowering blossom.
New blooms would always be.
 
It is amazing at what one seed can do.
Even those seeds lying inside of you.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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For the Love of Winter

And I can smell the windswept pine
Warmly holding hands, yours in mine
We move against the coming night
Our aching bodies drawing the line

Through the snow we lightly play
Laughing madly, in love we stay
Back to our cabin of logs and love
As the sun dwindles to a single ray

Bathed in firelight, glistened in sweat
We roll and writhe and love and yet
We two stripped and licked by flame
Fuelled by amore and desirous inset

These presents we give each our hearts
Bound together we lay upon fiery hearth
As winters coat enwraps this self bounty
We shall never be alone or torn apart


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Maestro

we sit on a suspended rotten tree trunk hammock 
he tells me his worldly visions
and I silently watch as he the maestro
of his marvelous ideas that twist and contort like
verbal ballerinas
keeping in time to the rythym of his rapid delight of his words
spilling around like a greek fountain, and it is beautiful
The world will become drunk from the passion of his lips
and his mind works like a metradome patiently moving forward
he speaks of prophets
but what is a prophet other than an inspired man to bring forth inspiration
and a positive new direction to the waywardly blindfolded populations
Brainwashed from misinformation
I am awestruck in this moment, because here, where the river flows it's life saliva
and the fallen leaves float effortlessly to the ground
I realize that this is a moment, where a person has found peace within themselves.


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Believe and Forgive

Introduction: Sometimes your life sinks down a little, 
And when it does try and fight for Islam and have faith in Allah, 
ask for His divine guidance, believe and respect everyone, 
don't hold any grudge against someone, 
forgive them and surrender completely to Allah
And believe in His graceful light.


Don't fall apart,
When light fades away
Look deep in your heart,
Allah will aid your way

Nothing feels wrong,
While nature sings song
Days go along,
Until we're gone

Don't deceive,
Just learn to heed
Do believe,
And you will forgive.


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Life-Haiku

Twists and turns are life
Happy or sad, you decide
It shall stay that way


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Polar Bears And The Penguins

Some times they say the great and mighty do fall…
And the penguin story of greatness, should be heard by all.
Polar bears are mighty and cunning with massive brute strength.
But they messed with the penguins, a mistake, I do think.

The polar bears went after the penguins and cute little chicks.
So you’ll never guess what those cute little penguins did.
Using the most courageous penguins as a target so nice.
They lured all the polar bears, for the first time, out onto the ice.

The greedy bears moved out in force for the kill.
But the penguins pushed the ice flows into the currents windmill.
So intent on dinner and full of themselves, were they that day… 
That the polar bears didn’t notice the ice caught in the currents sway.

The polar bears were way out to sea, before noticing their plight.
And, by then, the penguins were safely at home tucked in for the night.
You might say, the current was a friend to the penguins that day.
For it eventually sent those polar bears to the North Pole far away.

Now the moral of this story is here to easily understand.
Brute strength is not the greatest thing to cherish; it is far greater to plan…
And, never turn your back on a penguin I say.
They’re the reason there’s no polar bears at the South Pole, to this day.

Tell Me A Story Contest


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EYE Don't See -Part 4-

My heart is beating with upbeat delight 
You astound me…in every shape and form 
My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might
You surprise me…when you take my hand
And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm

And He dismisses me from my solitude…
My eyes are glistening with bliss… 
And I’m far from my demise… 
Only to find that there’s no need to feel helpless

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

Just protect me from any harm 
Let me make my own decisions…
To see the results in the long run 

You prize me as if I’m cherished like your carefree child
You don’t understand – I’m TOO foolish and wild
I haven’t even reached to full maturity 
But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free
From the world’s mayhem
Is there a solution to this problem?

And I’m left with no answer…
My eyes are eager to see…another bright day 
And the night is coming to haunt me… 
I find myself slowly disappearing from sight…
When will God give me a purpose to fight? 
When will He feed me His awesome might? 

Just support me…especially during my downfalls
Please answer my calls!

And I’m left to venture off into His path…

Eye can’t escape my terrible nightmares 
Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton
Let me pour forth my tears – 
Do me a favor and cast away my fears
Steer me away from disorder and confusion

Eye can see you’re making great progress
You’re heading towards a brighter, superb future…

My eyes 
No longer witness oblivion 
My eyes
Looks beyond the earthly pain…
bEyOnD the affliction 

I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . 

Push aside the waves…and let me
Grab it this instant!
God feeds me His love…and treats me
Like a newborn infant!

Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes  
I feel rare content
And I feel hardly any resentment

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


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A Warm Blanket of Snow

A bright and beautiful blanket of snow
Silently hushes earth below spring shows

White heavenly glory this covering brings
You’ll see its splendor uncovered in spring

Earths radiant colors will then unveil
New life within this warmth revealed

The blanket lifted will then expose
The warmth and love that God enclosed








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Six Seater Airplane

As we rose on wings
The earth falling below fast
On wings of eagle 
Feeling as higher at last
Beauty of Canyon below


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My Mom Is One Tough Cookie

deep in the forest
collapsed limbs fungus rockbeds
natures own fury


Tribute To Nature
Even If She Is Mean LOL



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Matted Layers

I came from behind and my God at what I saw.
I was astonished and in disbelief seen by you.
I counted exact minutes with the seconds too.
But I stood there intact with no lines to draw.
 
There are many versions of Grace Verse’s law.
So I read through them one by one until blue.
So I picked up the torch it was all I could do.
I was a flame burning stoked in complete awe.
 
I gave glory to the Sun and Moon,
I exalted a few Stars along my way.
I even rode in on a cloud at noon,
It was a bright beautiful blessed day.
 
But there were matted layers of deception,
I guess you can only imagine my reception.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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The Stench of You

I smell regret!
I smell it on your clothes
and in your hair,
on your hands
and in every stitch, 
every fiber,
every twist and turn in the path of your goddamned
chugga-chugga-choo-choo'ing
train of thought,
and it is especially noticeable in the carpet,
but then again,
that could just be the milk I spilled
when I caught a big fat whiff of the aforementioned regret...


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a spec on a screen

i attempt to take a breath as structure slips away,
two lips and a whisper changed a universe today,

patterns contort and minds tilt ajar,
my soul is dumbfounded in sight of this art,


head in the clouds, where home isn't far,
seems ages away, knee deep in the stars,

i know not, the language,
i can not define,
but i know that its coming,
it's growing, it's mine.



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Fox In The Window

For those who wonder 
How I grew into the season
I turned a fragrant key
More summers for me then
No more waning of anything
Just the sound of glory 
Timbering through the landscape
A host of new demons
To be rearranged and  then knocked down
Beauty’s burden
So yes to answer your question
I do enjoy the fox in the window


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Go Go Dancer

the white man's burden
cultivates Afrika’s roots
a caged mind unbarred


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Where inspiration comes from - Contest

From hearts and flowers
the gaps between thoughts

moments within hours
gifts given and bought

dew drops on lotus leaves
skeletons of fish

smiles of old wise men
a reality from a wish

deep ocean currents
volcanic lava and ash

letters from the postman
a sudden increase in cash

a photographic image
words jumbled on a page

the formation of clouds
a bird outside a cage

sweet laughter of a kiddie
sad cries from those who’ve lost

hard lessons learned
and the price that it cost

spectacular sunsets
to snowmen who melt

rain dripping from gutters
life’s cards you’ve been dealt


4 September 2013


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Poetry About Poetry

Shades of color bounce within
Singing their hues dancing in place
Vivid lines colored outside
Rules broken with empty space
A midnights dream heard and seen
Gleaming from the twinkle of a eye
Wings touched flown and plucked
Gliding like a bird up in the sky
Wishes from pennies thrown into tears
The reservoir over flowing with pigments of pain
Drowning from the shadows 
The flood paints the day
Words speak volumes of silence hidden
Their sounds blind to what they see
Mirrors of nouns and verbs 
Their meaning and secrets lost at sea
Emotions ruled by laws of language
Spelled in boxes of glass
Melted from sands inside
That voices strangle to grasp


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Undertaken Be Ye

Life be that of what thy navigation
Anticipation of what be in mind of all
Fame ye reasons for crossing the plain?
Treason be devout this what man brought
Deny you spiritual life exists is not truth
What will one yield plowing thru the field?


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Gods Beauty

I thank your dearly god for all the days
 You've shown us beauty in so many ways
 The crimson sun against the smoky sky
 The speckles of villages from mountains high
 When everything is covered with a film of dust
 Painting your trees 'n shrubs with a film of rust
 September's trees in warm attire all flush
 As they cover their bareness in quite a rush
 The fires that creep over the hills at night
 A pretty red rope is all that's in sight
 So much awe in the wake of destruction
 As all your creatures struggle to function
 Under October's sun bearing down
 Upon the ground completely brown
 The rivers trickle to an absolute nil
 As all the land becomes deathly still
 Upon the flats as the heat's haze lingers there
 Survival a must we can hardly bear
 But the trees remind us it again soon will rain
 As in faith their green leaves refutably remain
 As the darkened clouds upon the horizon meet
 The hope in the air drifting past is sickly sweet
 The parched earth eagerly waits to greet
 The large drops of manna falling at its feet
 And we all breath a large sigh of relief
 As with the waters gift, gone is the grief
 Thank you god for all we go through
 When we can't really see what's true
 Time in its circle such a complex thing
 We know healing u always will bring
 So much beauty does abound
 That faith can always be found.


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Water Spirit

Her spirit is water
I let it soak in
Her words permeate
My soul starts to sing

Where has she come from
With softness and power
Creating new life
Rivers and showers

The banks can't hold her
She'll go where she goes
A creature of beauty
Magical as she flows


Details | I do not know? | |

The Sieve of Time



The Sieve of Time



Cast ashore,
along the banks of time,

whirling through the passing years,
clinging to my futile scribbles set in rhyme,


Cast ashore,
thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime,

clenching slivers of joy as weariness descends,
lulled into a peaceful slumber exhilaratingly sublime.


Cast ashore,
hazily adrift, a dandelion seed on the wings of time,

trapped in the sieve of spiralling memories,
caught between pristine bliss, and reeking slime.


Cast ashore,
flung aside for no discernible crime,

my human heart thuds with elusive hope,
though battered, bruised, and covered in grime,

I stagger ashore, 

alone,

embracing each moment of detached, oblivious time.



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Strings

back and forth,
running with a string
i dance, back and forth
flowing like a ribbon
the wings of a butterfly,
flapping endlessly
the songs that i sing
mimmick the life 
beneath my skin
reveal the truth that's missing
try, to see my eyes
move, to see my pride
i am the endless flow
that lives alongside every moment
whether it's here or not
in every hidden escape
beyond the skies
that the insane have created
to arrange this line of seperation
this line of time
to decipher what is dead and what is alive
pulling me, i resist
i rise, slowly into the sun
resisting this motion
my senses inexistent
my aura, surrounding within
with wings like a dove,
soaring between clouds of coffins
picturing memories
that once existed somewhere
once before
back and forth,
stumbling,
i am being guided on a string
to soon collide
in a cosmic explosion
sweet memento mori
surrounding my frames
in flames,
these strings exist too
they are a part of me
a part of you
what have we got in common
is it the color of the string
or who is higher in the wind
who we can not see
what we do not believe
a point of certainty
resting between sanity and insanity
that the world has not yet reached


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Can it

Why do I chase the atom?
when the universe has always been mine.
Can love evolve from red giant
into a galaxy?
Dust and stone
become skin and bone,
born; fall and rise again.


I love the black holes
of your eyes
for they radiate
much more light 
than they could ever take.
White hot coals made to rake
caked surface of my lungs.


How I long to see your breath
steam up the silence in my soul.
Droplets, turn into rapids
and rush my question away.
I tripped; stumbling
my spirit crumbling.
Hold; release those fingers.


Strength born of sugar
does not last, and it feeds fear
I need complex and organic
Can rotten become fresh?
Carry the inner babe
Cain and brother Abe.
Save: heal the tether.


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Four Winds of Heaven

My wind to the East you are my least.
My wind to the West you are the test.
Each and every day you are your best.
Each and every day you battle a beast.
 
My wind to the South you are a feast.
My wind to the North you are a crest.
Each and every day you never do rest.
Each and every day a new life leased.
 
The Sun makes your air.
The Moon is your guide.
Stars are always up there.
All of you are my pride.
 
Each of you I will easily leaven.
You are my four winds of heaven.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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A World Finished

Snakes flying all over in the air 
And all creatures living without care
Wild animals swimming in the water 
Grouped or ungrouped does not matter
Strange to see all this happening 
No worry and none frightening 
The scorpions chose to suck the blood 
A sort of senseless, baffling method   
But then a cloud full of earthworms landed on earth
Wherever possible the creatures giving birth  
And the walking prawns on the land 
Don’t care for being with the sand 
Bothered only to get into the cloud 
And eating the worms, feeling proud 
Bats flying in random
No one feeling boredom 
Snakes and bats colliding with each other in air 
All that happens, for they don’t scare    
So much populated and dense the world turned out to be 
Some people living like animals by hanging on the tree  
That nothing seems to be in control 
Living without responsibility and role 
All living things, blatant by the heart 
They all concerned only to play their part
Never felt that they are hurting others 
Pulling hair and snatching feathers
As nobody feeling the pain 
Nothing to lose and gain 
Some people dying on the spot 
Never bothered and care about  
But many more of them giving birth wherever they like 
And the population without shame is always on the rise  
Nothing bothered the people 
No matter if they are not capable
Dragons, crocodiles, beasts all around 
In the waters and on the land they are found 
And no chance to construct a house and live in 
They all concerned only about eating and drinking in  
If anything comes their way they will do it 
But not education they prefer for the solution 
As there is no importance given to education 
One should realize that if there is no education 
Then for all the problems there will be no solution 

 


Details | Ballade | |

Today I hit the wetland trails

Today I hit the wetland trails

Today I hit the wetland trails
I’ve not done this for a while
It’s not the same as the older days
When I used to walk for miles
My body’s getting older now
I’m easing off a bit
And yet these wetlands filled with life
I love them, I admit.

Whilst walking I got kind of high
The clouds were in the sky
As the rain was teeming down
I heard the ravens cry
As two of them flew over head
Giving out their lonely calls
There’s something about these big black birds
That be so beautiful.

Then I saw a flock of swallows
About a hundred strong
They were not singing tenderly
I heard no kind of song
But my, those birds, they seemed to dance
They whirled and twirled around
And put my mind into a trance
As I trod the grassy ground.

I walked for just an hour or two
As that rain, it soaked the earth
Oh. Walking through these wetland trails
Is a thing of so much worth
Then I went home to write some poems
To celebrate my day
And let the day just do its thing
As I went on my way.

15 August 2013 @ 1350hrs.


Details | Senryu | |

When You Repent Sincerely

His will forgives
Stabs of a knife
Life still in strife


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Limitless Lust

Introduction: Limit itself has a limit of its own…


A walk, mile after mile
In quest for my lost soul,
I had forgotten how to smile
Everything felt out of control,
I fought too hard to be worthwhile
By that I got lost in my life’s hole

The regrets for mistakes I’ve made
It took me off the edge, way too far away;
Yet I tried again so hard to get off from that shade
But got caught up in my brutal fray,
The same song keeps playing with such a vicious rage,
I find myself down to my knees, nowhere to go - So I pray

A prayer to leave the worst and move onto more,
Come off this fantasy and onto reality, to be -
Closer to something I’ve been fighting for
The touch of the light cutting through the night, it rains down upon me
As I overcome the grief and believe, recovery lies ashore,
Only three steps remain, to be fixed and free.

A lesson of value I earned from my faults -
Never push yourself off the edge,
You’ll lose the only key to the vault
A life you never had to live – It too could forever be lost,
So stay confined within the limits of the limit
As it seems - Your control over lust, only can make you complete.


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Calm

Dimly, the old moon
Paints the landscape with silver
...flowers in shadow


Details | Light Poetry | |

Laughter of the Rain

I'm hearing the laughter
of the new Spring rain
that we must shortly
wash our cars again.
And the moistening dirt
is laughing too
at the cold, wet mud
getting splashed on you!
Yes, and I believe
that the thunder's clap
is for the puddle
soaking into your lap.

And I hear the giggling
of the gathered drops
since we can't wear sandals
or our new flip flops.
And the grass, leaves and twigs
choking up every drain
chuckle at their mother's
latest refrain.
Listen to their snickers
when eveything gets wet.
They hope to spoil Mother's hair;
for it is freshly set.

Oh, Mother Nature's clan
can sure be mean
while they are painting our world
a fresh and new spring green.
But they say they're sorry,
or did you not know-
when they present to us later
a freshly tied rainbow.


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where the heart is strong

When I was young, I had no desire to grow roots.
Home happened where ever I kicked off my boots.
Now that I have traveled many lands,
I wish only to go back home.
To feel it, to see it, to hold it in my hands.
I wish no longer to roam.
Youth tends to be arrogant and blind.
Not knowing what I had, for home was mine.
Now it is the place for which I yearn.
The place from which I came, and wish to return.
The passing of time can have a strange effect on the heart.
After many wasted years, one wants to be back where we start.
Funny how being away for so long can change a soul.
Just as equally strange how coming home can make one whole.
This is where I will always belong,
For this is where my soul is at ease and my heart beats strong.









Sarah Comstock
5/20/00


Details | Personification | |

PRECIOUS AND SACRED

I WOKE TO A BEAUTIFUL SUNRISE THAT KISSED MY SOUL.

WITH A MORNING DEW THAT REFRESHED MY LUNGS WITH ALL THAT THE CREATOR OFER.

I GO OUT AND SMELL THE BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS EMBRACING THEIR BEAUTY.

THE SKY IS CLEAR AND PEACEFUL TO MY EYES AS I AM JUST GAZING AT IT THANKING GOD FOR THIS DAY AND FOR ALLOWING ME TO SEE IT.

THE GRASS IS FLOWING WITH THE COOL WIND WHILE IT SHIVERS MY FLESH.

PRECIOUS AND SACRED ARE YOU MOTHER EARTH BUT THERE ARE SOME WHO TAKE YOU FOR GRANTED.

THEY TREAT YOU AS IF YOU ARE NOT IMPORTANT HOW CAN THEY DO THIS.

PRECIOUS AND SACRED IS THE EARTH AND HER BEAUTY SHE SHARES WITH US.

THE RIVERS QUIETLY WHISPERS TO THE SUN AS THEY FLOW ON WITH WIND.

OH HOW THE CREATOR LOVED US ENOUGH TO MAKE THE EARTH SO BEAUTIFUL FOR US TO ENJOY .

FOR US TO LIVE ON HOW DARE WE TAKE IT FOR GRANTED HOW DARE WE MISUSED THE THINGS HE GAVE US THINK ABOUT IT.


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Musical Entities

At the top of this mountain
My heart pounding
Aware of all i possess
Once upon a time in vacancy land,
I close this book,
It's last words read,
The power,
I watch as the waves spread
Layering over the crowd
Suffocating us all within unity
The ground shakes
As i lye here
Ants colonizing over the surface of my flesh
Dependent opon the vibrations of my skin
Sand sinking further in my back
Golden braids blend with the light
The grass reveals orange
Illuminiscent beauty,
A land once vacant,
Now taken over by the power of sound
The waves descend,
Ascending farther past this plain
Clouds breathing
Whispering echoes heard from this surface
Over and over,
Once again,
We are counting on this feel
We are losing the hours into the night
The full moon beams patterns
Never seen before,
Only to be cherished for this night
This moment in reality,
A body of vibrations
With ties so loosely,
Woven in and out of structures
Between the buried and me,
We remain threads of certainty,
In this moment,
Dependent on one another,
Through the body of the greater
The body of the ocean,
Counting on us to voice peaceful serenity
To accomodate the loss some of us have never found
I watch as stars fall on my face
Burning my mind, for all that i once knew before
Rising to greet the occassion,
The waves pick me up and guide me through the music


Details | Haiku | |

Autumn Haze

Late autumn evening,
A haze of dew dusts the earth,
The wind smells of rain


Details | Rhyme | |

Restore the Walls of Jericho

Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold
Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold
Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans 
Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place 
Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace
Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless
Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness!

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains
We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground
Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains
We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving 

They churn…
They coil…
They drift away…
They spoil…
In their miseries…
Does He hear their pleas?

“SAVE ME!”
“Bestow blessings upon us!”
Are you ignoring us deliberately?
 “Give us a helping hand
And lead us to the promise land!”

Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement
Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery! 
Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho…
Does anyone sense their resentment?
Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – 
Their lack of optimism and gratitude  
Buried them down in captivity
 

How can you bear their poverty? 
How can He save them from destruction and pity?

They whisper on His Holy Hill,
“Dona…Nobis…Pacem…” 

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


Details | Free verse | |

Sliding Down

I’m hoping for my dreams to become a reality
I’m hoping for a phase of gratitude
I’m rejecting my hopeless fate
I’m accepting your side of the story…but don’t intrude 

Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight
I grab the rope for extra support
It burns like a vertical line of fire
I’m unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down… 

I cherish you like my own belongings
I designed you on my bedroom wall
I have you displayed deep in my heart
Believe me – you’ll never split it apart 

Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around
My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress
The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees 
And I imagine the memories we share with each other 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

When I reflect upon the joyous times,
My heart never fails
To pound vigorously for you
I’m sliding down 
I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you 

I see the light in your eyes
I don’t see an insidious nature in you…
I wish I hadn't believed in the lies
I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

I’m glad I've met you in the first place
We’re a perfect match – 
Don’t deny it…you made me feel handsome
We’re on the road of victory
We’re making great progress
We’re hanging on the edge,
But we were rescued 
From sliding down…

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Gossamer Flyer~

Dragonfly Damsel engaging such wonder 
Discovers a world between water and land
Magical enchantment her filmy wings stand
Refracting worlds beheld from another

Lucent pools echo translucent colors
Iridescent gossamer winged flyer
Damselfly dance into the sun higher
Filling us with fervor as she hovers

Soaring predator scorched with her fire
Dragonfly protects and patrols her terrain
Teaching us balance is every thing
Anciently ruling this marshy mire

This gossamer flyer is awesome pay heed
She glistens along while skimming water
Fire burns inside her ever so hotter
Nothing compares to her exceptional speed

Protect what is yours, her message to us
Rational thought sometimes ruminates 
Let go of “Father Time” who dictates
Rambunctiously live your lives with lust


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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Summer Alouette

Smell the summer air
Blowing everywhere
Drying up the drops of rain.
In this seasons breeze
Wheat fields grow with ease
Barley, corn and sugar cane.

Sun is beating down
Warming up the ground
Dandelion seeds float free.
Wild flowers with grace
Daisies happy face
Waiting for a date with bee.

Deer has gone to bed
Grass to rest his head
Heavy eyelids dim last light.
In the dark you’ll see
Fireflies so free
Dancing in the summer night.

Written 08.30.2014
For contest A Lovely Alouette


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Can You Picture This

blue water rushing 
down rocky cliffs - makes gorgeous 
themes for computers



Tribute To
Waterfalls


Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's 
Rhythm Of The Falls Contest
GL All


Details | Haiku | |

Plumes of Smoke

Plumes of smoke rise up
From dead wood, a red hot fire
Decayed leaves, Autumn


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HORSE LOVE DAYBREAK IN THE PADDOCK

                                        HORSE LOVE
                             DAYBREAK IN THE PADDOCK

                                     Just a barn girl
                                    Armed with shovel
                                 Sleeps in  tack room
                                        Filthy hovel
                                       But at dawn
                             When dews kiss green
                                     Prince of Arabs
                                     Calls her Queen


V Anderson-Throop
11/4/12


Details | Free verse | |

Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


Details | Ballad | |

WELLSPRING

You are all together desirable
and so my soul longs for you
hold me close don't let me go
I need to know your love is true

I had not thought  possible
this kind of love to know
the kind that people dream of 
of our origins ages ago 

More beauty than hanging gardens
or the wonders of seven worlds
nor crafting by the hands of men
fallen   it's heights were hurled

Like the rain in desert places
and dew in a thirsty land
desire avidly your own embrace
and be led by your own hand

Drink from the well inexhaustible 
the everlasting spring of joy
whose word is rooted in virtue
which hatred would seek to destroy

A cistern in the desert deep
an oasis in parched land set
you draw the hearts of multitudes
lest the setting of love they forget

Like well watered resting places
where the fountains of the deep
saturate the flowering meadows bloom
whose treasuries our memories keep

Job 8  , Isaiah 58


COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Free verse | |

Living Sea

 Her eyes gaze upward and witness
 The bluest sky of some she has seen,
 Issuing forth strength to her weakening soul,
 Pure, warm - a living sea;
 A towering terrain she plants her feet,
 A flowing stream to point her toward
 Realms beyond her simple child-like dreams.
 She captures a glimpse of sunlight’s smile,
 She sings a song of happiness,
 A faultless peace, a gift of love;
 Illumination creates merriment, and
 Dominates her soul,
 Disquiet and difficulty fade away,
 An age of joy will be her harbor,
 An age of love will keep her clothed,
 An age of rest will be her guest,
 Her spirit soars as sunlight washes ashore. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Tale of the White Snow Turtles

In the deep of the snow, In the dead of winter,
Under the Aurora Borealis taking our breath away.
The snow turtles jostle, and skittle, and Skim the snow,
All in a beautifully quiet nights, bountiful, wonderful play.

Man has seldom seen this recluse, so gentle and so renowned. 
White as the snow packed earth itself, they simply can’t be found.
They sled and slide and scurry to hide before the break of day,
No one knows they’re even there, for they make not even a sound.

Animals respect them for they can’t make them into prey.
Even the polar bears leave them alone, except for to play.
And no matter how much the bears bat them about, I say!
They just close up and go wherever they are conveyed.

Magical, they can swim waters quite cold and really deep.
They eat the little fishes and enjoy whatever they can reap.
A man will never find their den as they dig into the frozen snow,
For like the tundra gophers, they live in the frozen ground below.

I swear they do exist, for a baby once came to me, admiring my fishing pole.
For I had lots of little tasty, yummy, fish that he wanted my son and I to throw.
We obliged him just that once, and then for more nights before we left his land.
But if you're going searching there’s something I should let you know, offhand.
They only show themselves to the pure of heart with a fish offering in your hand.


Details | Imagism | |

My Dreams

I dream of sun , I dream of star .

I dream to go beyond too far .

I dream to run , I dream to fly .

I dream to rise above  the sky.

I dream to love , I dream to smile .

I dream to catch happiness for a while.

I dream of fun , I dream to dance.

I dream to renew world at a glance .

I dream of a birth , I dream of  a life .

I dream of a love that needs me to survive........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Details | Haiku | |

Unseen Paradise

endless specks of light
looming robes of spotless white
mingles in delight


Details | Rhyme | |

We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


Details | Free verse | |

Friendly Love

There are a lot of things to say
Why do I feel so alive when you're around?
There’s so much to do today
But how do I get rid of the clouds – shadowy and gray
We're lying on the ground...
Looking at the stars overhead... 

You are my beloved friend – 
Our love won’t break or bend
I’ll love you until the very end…
I’ll love you endlessly…our happiness blends
Like coffee and cream– yum! 
I know…these rhymes are quite dumb…aren’t they? 

Our light will shine and burn out the night 
Maybe there’s a star in the sky that scorches with love 

You are my superb friend – 
Our love won’t wear off or wither away
I’ll love you until the day I die
I’ll love you every day…our delight will be
As sweet as pie – how appealing 
I know…these words are overused…aren’t they? 

Our flight will be as dazzling as the elegant eagle 
Trained to ascend for more than half his life – or we’ll be like the seagull!! 
We could fly there and catch it someday
Fly…fly..fly…with me! Shoot the bull’s eye!
Our love will never die…so don’t say otherwise
Or I’ll sink in dismay


Details | Rhyme | |

Why did I have to grow

Why did I have to grow?

Just reminiscing about my life, 
Thinking back when as a child. 
Out walking with my family, 
Watching badgers in the wild. 

Picking berries for my mother, 
Hazelnuts from the trees. 
The sight of the lonesome butterfly, 
The sound of the bumble-bees. 

Seeing lizards basking in the sun, 
Sighting fox cubs down a hole. 
Gathering fists of lush green grass, 
Feeding a horse and foal. 

Running through fields of buttercups, 
Wading in the stream. 
Dad would take me fishing, 
"Was this just a childhood dream?" 

Oh no! I know what my eyes did see, 
Tracking footprints through the snow. 
Making dens and having fun, 
Why did I have to grow?


Details | I do not know? | |

Live

A butterfly's life is not much different then ours; their lives go through stages and peaks that they must reach. But, if you watch them closely there's alot a butterfly can teach. unlike some of us,they have courage..... the courage to fulfill who they were meant to be; that transformation from learning how to walk, to knowing that god has giving them the ability, the strength,and confidance to fly! Not only do they fly but they fly with elegance,beauty, and wisdom of the unlimited journey that life brings.


Details | Narrative | |

Creature

Observing. 
Frozen in time,
captivated by this enormous being,
the size of a small car.

Pondering, 
his every move.
The way he used his hands;
so child-like.
With all the consciousness of the world, 
and graceless coordination.

Aware.
of the visitors,
as they briefly called out for his attention.
Only for a moment,
then they were gone.

Untamed,
in an orderly sham. 
He sat there,
in his dark cave.
As if he was waiting for the light to find him.

Perched,
on a boulder, 
squatting, and primitive.
Drawing in the dirt with one hand. 
Swatting a fly with the other.

Surreal,
His nature,
as he rushed to consume his food.
The females hovered behind him,
watching intently, 
like me.
His movement mechanic.
His presence powerful.
He was the king of his domain.

Studying, 
his magnificence, I watched.
How smart was he?
Could he feel my presence? 
Engulfed in the very essence of all that was him, 
I watched. 

Wondering, 
how he felt, I watched.
Did he think he was still in the womb of Mother Nature?
Or, did he know the iron bars which embrace him now?

Then 
it happened;
our eyes met.
He noticed my presence.
His gaze intimidated me, 
But I did not look away.
He approached me.
I felt his eyes inspecting my soul.
A chill ran down my back,
I turned behind me,
only to find no other presence there.
When I turned back, 
we were face to face.
Separated by the sham,
And a two inch piece of glass.
Just me and him,
the two of us,
and the females hovering behind him.

Wise,
His old eyes spoke to me,
They said 
“I am like you. 
I love, I feel, I hurt.
I am, like you.”

Sympathetic,
I put my hand on the glass
and with all the 
consciousness of the world,
he did the same.
With tears in my eyes,
I smiled.

Then, he pooped in his other hand
and wiped it on the glass.
This was a sign of endearment.
I laughed out loud.
And I swear,
He smiled back.


Details | Free verse | |

How I Long For--

My dreams are falling apart
In Your hands, I pray (for joy), "Take heart!"
You are the stars - searing my 
Soul is kneeling to the ground
Trace my future and take wing
Towards the pathway...You find peace
You are an angel in my--

Heart is bleeding soundlessly
Above land...I mourn so sweet
I am the clouds - carrying a 
Gallon of grief...release me!
Place me in fields of love and
Forgive me and lift me up
You are the heavens to my--

Heart is beating profoundly
Without Your heart's joyous song
You are the sun - nourishing 
My lambs are grazing around,
Roving in fields of splendor,
Enlightening the darkness
You are an apple to my--

Eye is grieving...losing sight
Of Your glory...I feel lost
You are the lake - sparkling with
Delight and Luck! Bring us home!
Grow like a morning glory
In the autumn time, You thrive
You are valuable to my--

Eye is twinkling...praying for 
Insight...yearning for Your sight
You are the hills - guiding my
Mind is longing for your mirth--
Restoring peace to my verse,
Sprouting forth grace and freedom
You are the train tracks, bearing--

My train of thought...making my
Steel spirit connect with Yours
You are the valley - between
The mountains guarding us all,
Building strength to fragile bones,
Welcoming a stream of hope
You are my map - lending me

YOUR helping hand I would take
Now, I could take Your challenge
You are like a maze filled with
Mysteries conceal the truth;
I fight with all of my might
And I BEG for Your mercy
To mend my once blissful dreams!

How I long for Your mercy...


Details | Haiku | |

Out With The Old

Robin, small and blue
Pauses briefly in its song
and drops a feather


Details | Free verse | |

Dark Dancing

The sun, Sol, has risen and fallen. His time has come and gone. A new player enters the 
field. It is Luna's turn to dance across the black velvet sky. Stars twinkle into view, creating 
a glistening array of sequins. The Mockingbird sings his last song as the Nightengale takes 
his place. She sings of Love and Wisdom, traits of Luna. The crickets chirp, the fireflies 
dance across the dew-sparkled lawn, and the Nightengale sings.


Details | Lyric | |

Off to Margaret river

It’s coming up soon, we’ll be going
The all of us going south west
Were going to a place midst the vineyards
Whenever I’m there I feel blessed
We’re going, the whole of our family
Some cousins from England, they too
We’re off to that lush Margaret river
Oh lord I’ll be glad when we do.

I know we are going to enjoy it
There’s the river, the shops and the ocean
And wineries sometimes prove tempting
To some It’s a lovely devotion
To have one or two, or maybe some more
But I’m for me beer, and me cider
But here in this place by the river
My smile it does ever grow wider

Oh yippy I oh, I do love it so
When all of us go off together
We’ll have us a ball, in a wonderful place
It don’t matter what be the weather
I love it when I’m in the country
With nothing to worry about
Except just enjoying, each wonderful day
This shall be, on this have no doubt.

4 May 2013 @ 1345hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Few And The Proud {Epiphany}

the few and the proud - epiphany

watching you encircle shaven crest
wings extended and filled with zest
top notched speed nothing but best
just you and me as your visiting guest

fields of wheat and golden grains
loaded up in cargo planes and trains
lord please don't let me go insane
for capturing essance for which I gained

escalating to new found heights
feather friend remains still in sight
I will forever pray for him to be alright
as I watch him soar in sheer delight

captures and raptures are now few
so go ahead and wisper morning coos
for I'll be saluting an long over do
to the one flying in colored hues

rose petals strewn amidst the air
where once an eagle was dared
to me I think it is just unfair
theres no other that can be compared

so my feathered friend I ask you this
I hope you didn't mind that I did not miss
your pareless flight that did exsist
above fruited grains and a mountains bliss


Tribute To The Bald Eagle

Also Entry For Matt Caliri's
THE CONTEST OF NEW TERRAINS


Details | Free verse | |

Hot Oil In China

We have hot oil in China,
  Rising slowly from the ground
  There is a deep dense fog hovering round

The air is smokey, so dense it seems green
  The sun so hot it's making everyone lean
  Curfews so early all think it's obscene

And the hot oil keeps rising, if you know what I mean
  Hot oil keeps rising, it doesn't go down
  It's been well over a month since it covered the ground

Machinery moves carelessly all through the night
  I bothers us so much we boarded up the windows tight
  I bought ear plugs but I gave them to my brother Mike

Bells keep bleeping on and off go the lights
  So another pair of ear plugs I bought
  School won't let me wear them, saying I'll rot

So I decided to grow my hair long 
  Hide my ear plugs under it all day long

But when I go home at night 
  And I cover up really tight
  And I pray because theres nothing else we can do
  Oh hear me Lord, don't let my mother find the ear plugs in my shoe


Details | Ballade | |

Why would I swap

Why would I swap?

What have they, these men of wealth?
What could they give to me
I have the skies the clouds the rain
I have eternity 
For I would live within this now
Expecting naught at all
Because this world, all by itself
Is so, so beautiful.

I see them with their dull, glum faces
No hint of any smile
And yet I’m supposed to envy them!
With all their wealthy style
No belly laughter comes from them
Cause this be all dried up
As for the joys of life itself
They hardly fill the cup.

While birds are singing in the trees
And the stars shine bright at night
While the flowers smell so wonderful
And the birds give sweet delight!
Oh, I could go on all day long
Why would I want at all?
When my world is oh, so beautiful
And theirs seems oh, so cruel.

2 August 2013 @ 0740hrs.




Details | Sonnet | |

Reflection Colored by Rain

The luminous light of day 
Crowded by a shadowy cloud
Rain falls, reflecting sunray
Creating rainbow colors bowed
Find the end, find the gold
However it takes, deity vowed
Through youth until it's old
Sky of endless theory allowed
Find the truth of his stories told
Promise, hope, here and now
Capture to have and to hold
The luminous light of day
Reflection colored by rain 
Reflects joy instead of pain


 ~Leonard Napierskie


Details | Rhyme | |

Season's Greetings!

Oh yes! I am bringing to you my sweetest “Season’s Greetings”!
We’re all for one and one for all we have our gradual meetings!
In just one single season; 
I can change my very significance, 
Into my natural underlining supernatural spiritual being,
I am inducted into a higher level of a thorough healing.

Autumn decorates Mother Earth’s leaves with painted colors of a much clever design.
Winter sheds its leaves harvesting bared naked trees perfected by one purely divine.
Spring brings many blessings by bundles pleasing my senses delicately I’m breathing.
Summer sparkles in midnight’s mystical air soothing my torturous day stained in sweat.
Balanced by my four winds in heaven into brilliant glory,
Each day you and I personally have pleasured and met!

“Season’s Greetings”!
Great Goodness!
I ‘m believing in exactly what it is I‘m seeing and feeling!

“Season’s Greetings”!
Goodness Gracious!
I’m feeling Mother Earth moving a healing inside of my own natural being!

A Sun so bright, glaring shiny throughout the endless midnight skies spreading wide out.
A Moon so light, beams flow through down into depths of seas netting webs on a mount.
Skies so high my breath loses sight in the glare of golden visions all at once I forebear.

Shallow rivers and high Mountains sounding to winds of decrees summoned by degree!
Valleys and fields rain top rocks of thunderous clouds striking down at the perfect pair. 
‘Tis Season’s Greeting adjacent to humbling breaths with heirs to a mightier new year!




Details | Haiku | |

Midnight

The lamp light illuminates My messy bedroom And brings me joy to my heart The lamp light turns off quickly The mellow midnight Has revealed its pure beauty The door opens and welcomes The priceless sunrise And inspires me to write poems The morning greets me again The lovely stars dim I miss the midnight wonders!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Lost Time

Cold commercial relics of industrial production;
As if production could harness the complex origin of pre-classic contemporaries.
Master’s of earthly arts and masonry,
Their blood and fears culminating in celestial creations of historic proportions;
Over vastly constricting landscapes.

I send phalanges of lost connection,
Deep past the ordinary boundaries of normal paths.
The sandy soil nourishes my calloused souls.
At night it soothes and refreshes the canyons between cracked and missing digits.

Frogs echo through the expansive night sky.
Resonating between the stars, and returning in an extremely complex yet simple pattern, 
their message is sent.
Louder with each chirp and bellow, subtle patterns illuminate the differences in each response.

The spring has come.  
Time to refresh the foot’s connection with continual movement.
Let your bellow dig deep to the soil of space’s horizons,
And return rooted in the rhythm of earth’s timing.


Details | Free verse | |

Nature's Son {Trois Par-Hut}

<                                                  winds gallow
                                          o ~ speak out thou shallow
                                       in ancient magnitudes of whispers

                            wrapped in sparkling gems but that of more crisper
                               embracing majesty like re- known spun hipster


                                 and thy O~ answers babbling tongue
                                           symbols of new births young

                                                       nature's son




Details | Free verse | |

The Seed of Life, Breaking Out

I am a seed
Small but large
Holding in my hand the future
Of a journey yet unborn

Breaking out of my shell
This cage I've been locked in
IT has been far too long

I spread
As much as I can
As strong as I can
I cannot yet move, or see the sun

My roots,
They are still weak
Not able to break through this dirt
Through this thick hard soil

MY claustrophobic soul
Longs for the wide outdoors
The smell of the ocean
The scent of the garden's grass

The feeling of the water
Touching me gently, sliding down on me
The feeling of the Earth's land
Its dry sand, or moist soil

Day by day
I felt my growth deify
The rules of Isaac Neuton
Defeating all odds put against me

I stretch my veins
Here and there throughout the muddy ground
Sucking out all the water needed
To complete my heroic growth

Oh life! Oh splendid life!
Give me more of this sweet air
Give me more of this freshening breath
More of my dreams and expectations

Finally, the first sight
Upon a wide blue sky
Upon a wide green garden
Upon a dream long awaited, now coming true


Details | Narrative | |

SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


Details | Sonnet | |

Another World

Where do we go when we go away?
And why is it that we have to leave?
What happened to Adam and to Eve?
Where is the greatest scale to weigh?
 
Where do we go when we want to stay?
What about this great big world weave?
What about you what do you believe?
So what dues do we have left to pay?
 
Why me?
Why you?
I can see?
You do to!
 
I think we’ve all been twirled,
All the way into another world!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Haiku | |

Under Blue Sky

Birds of a feather
All do not flock together
There be two kinds

The lawgiver says
Clean be the distinguished ones
Doves similar to

Others carnivores
Possessed tyrants they do be
Which type of bird you?


Details | Rhyme | |

Lost and Found -unedited version-

Writing a masterpiece
Takes so much effort and thought
My mind’s settling in my comfort zone – feed me with flawless peace
Words seem to escape me…my feelings mean naught
 
Anger molds me in inside and out…I feel insecure again
Peace barely meets my body
Joy seems to abandon me like an orphan
Faith passed away – it’s buried too far below the debris
 
Have I lost the race?
 
Writing a successful book…writing in general
Takes so much confidence and self-control
My mind is stacked up with debt…
Words splinter my tongue – I can’t repair my tarnished soul
 
Danger is placed in many corners
Happiness is a few blocks away from me
Fearlessness dives into me
Acceptance of who I am – God’s chosen one
 
Have I won the race?
Have I found His grace?


Details | I do not know? | |

REBORN

Reborn
~~~~~
Tap tap at a window
heavy the wind hitting 
the 
trees
branches shiver 
shaking 
quiver 
falling floating flying 
free
once a glowing vibrant 
green
orange with some 
what 
old and brown
too a harding earth 
ground beneath
reborn anew its seeds 
you 
will see.

Dawn Mclaughlin.
@Dawn2012.


Details | Blank verse | |

the clouds

the clouds 
of sausage and kidney shapes 
and little shapes of Arp 
float past me 
in the sky of turquoise blue

in shades of white
pink and grey 
they move 
as the cadmium yellow sun 
shines through

and taps me on my head and nose
and brightens up 
my soul
as the energy glows from the top of my head 
to the tippy tip tip of my toes


Details | Rhyme | |

Walyunga

Walyunga

Many, many years ago
When I was young, and all aglow
I used to visit, Walyunga
A place that still, my heart does stir
I would walk down to Syd’s rapids
Always happy that I did
This place was oh, so beautiful
It used to be my life, my all

I’d often hear a rumbling sound
Then as I’d turn, and look around
I’d see them coming through the trees
 Thirty strong at least they’d be
All muscular, and filled with zest
A scared man’s nerves they sure would test
Yet kangaroos are gentle beasts
Harmless they to say the least

As they’d passed their leader, he
Would stop and he would look at me
I’d speak to him with gentle tone
When he heard this he’d make no bones
He’d bound off to join his herd
Knowing that this puny nerd
He meant them no harm at all
Those days they were so wonderful.

6 October 2014


Details | Verse | |

Through Cobwebs And Dust

I climbed the aging stairs to the quaint room of lavender and dream through decrepit cobwebs and blackened dust I began to search in a pressing need For, in this room of distant memories my heart cried out to relive a time, a place of beauty abound where gracious words I embraced I pulled the age old book from a forgotten box of yesteryear with cracked leather and auburn pages  I could taste the innocence of youth  I began to read the story of a boy's adventure at the mere age of eight a story of the Monarch Butterfly  and the flight of freedom's gate I peered from the small window past  the aging pane and dust I cleared the webs of silk and I began to dream of love I leaped in heavy breath and ran toward the lake where, I met a wondrous Monarch and in flight he took me away Upward past the clouds fluttering amid heavens gate for a moment I lived eternity in ethereal colors I was draped We paused and circled one last time then headed back to the lake he laid me down in emerald grass as my eyes slowly waked Within my spirit a song rang out and the soft wind touched my face I pulled the curtain and brushed the sill and headed downstairs in grace For, in one moment, I did dare dream a place, a flight......I did believe........ ______________________________________ Contest Cobwebs And Dust Date-03/13/12


Details | Haiku | |

I See You My Little Pretty

under water fun
tiger lands crouch position
nostrils and eyes flared


Details | Free verse | |

Endless Tree

            Endless Tree

It seemed to be an oak with tan and dark bark
The climb aloft began by moonlight with certain ease
So many branches, almost like steps, falling in the dark
Footfalls from me to up above
A red round sun met up with me at day break
I refused to stop my journey skyward
For hours I ascended to the heavens
By daylight it was obvious to see, this was not an oak
Soft leather boots pulled me up and through
Thick leaves and appendages like arms, bending at the end
Held on to me as I held on to them
And we became each other’s friend
Perhaps half way up by now, I guessed 
I had to rest as legs and strength gave out
No doubt the tree might feel the same
If only it knew how
It grew in front of me as I looked down
Bad weather changes came
After three days climbing upon more climbing
Foreign tree, rooted in the ground, elevated by wind and rain
I continued skyward having nothing better to do
About a half mile further up and on
I perceived a protrusion or perhaps a hole
A lack of sleep had drained me to the core
I took my time and it took me but slower
Beef jerky and a flask of juice were all I had
My soul was also nourished in the loft
As green yellow birds built their homes
Insects ran about up there waiting to be eaten
And the wholeness of the tree kept company 
Kept us all alert up there
No doubt by now, the tree was in its element
I finally made my way to the giant hole or room
Looking above, the timber went on for miles in the sky
The tree had held a reservation for me to sleep
So I did as it requested as its guest
Crawled right in and settled down
To take a little slumber in the lumber 
Before proceeding      


Details | Sonnet | |

A Will

The birds fly free up in the sky.
Why oh why can it not be me?
Why can’t I just soar and be.
Why can’t I fly above so high?
 
My spirit guides me as I sigh.
My soul wills me to be free.
Where is this highest decree?
This is why I hear doves cry.
 
I open a seal,
Carry a smile.
All is so real.
I last a mile.
 
Inside of me there is a will.
This is why I can’t sit still.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Free verse | |

Happiness Surrounds Me

Happy that I live but more,
That the sky is bright blue.
Happy for summer roses after rain,
And for spring glimmers and dew.

Happy for sunsets and warm days,
And for rain that turns to snow.
Happy trees grow green leaves,
And I get to see flowers grow.

Happy that I more than see,
That whether happy or sad,
Life is luminous and amazingly beautiful,
Now of this, I'm most grateful and glad.


Details | Haiku | |

Spring

The green frog jumped up.
The fish in the pond were swimming.
What a lovely day!


Details | Verse | |

Desiderata


* O how I ran in dripping colors of taunting inspiration to smear the clouds white and engulf the blue sea of fortune stopping along the young stream to pluck a flower of delicacy thy colors of love surely touch your presence a muse for the taking a softly etched letter of belief With Gods hands, thy melancholy painting, I sketch for thee... *


Details | Rhyme | |

THERE'S A REASON FOR EVERYTHING!

For everything there is a season, 

For all the questionable things, there are millions of reasons. 

Set your standards high & your goals will be higher. 

Listen to the person who lives inside of You...


Details | Rhyme | |

Drug of Delight --My Beloved Wish--

You are like my mesmerizing lullaby
You soothe my body…warming me like blankets
You make me die all the time when you prepare to fly
You are making me daydream without ruthless regrets
Your powers are amazing! You can even teach me to fight
With Your thundering might,
You melt away my impassive heart…
Like a candle, scorching with fright
 
You are like the merry midnight sky
But our merriness broke loose when you waved bye-bye to our friendship
You make me cry in high spirits time and time again…when I receive your reply!
You are inspiring me to take wing like an eagle, but I lost my grip
My emotions are roaming freely…someday I’ll reach to heaven’s height
With your mind-blowing sight,
You shun out the anxiety brewing in my tender heart
Like a dandy candle…a wish that won’t depart


Details | Free verse | |

My pen visioned spring

A vast ,babbling vast of green lush grass, 
 spread out on rocky mountains. 
Rays of sun light ,awaking slumbering buds, from a sleeping beauty.
Winds of tranquility shifting the images of the spring sky.
Ob-east Caterpillars crawl on the aged bark of trees, to hang.
To transform into a flying beauty. 
Flapping  its wings towards a flower to lay and rest. 
Both flower and butterfly complementing each others beauty,in a bonding image .Seen by the eyes .Standing, awestruck stillness . Dandelions picked from the earths ground to be blown,
for a desperate wish, to spring to reality. 
Birds cutting the infinite winds of the sky, 
baring worms in their beak. Bounty for an off spring. 
Children play, on the play grounds,releasing in to the air sounds of horse play.
 Mustangs of distant lands gallop free and wild.Yellow pollen filled antennas of  hibiscus pollinated by buzzing bumblebees.
A city filled with people complementing the weather,wearing sleeveless shirts. 
A unborn baby expected time of arival spring.From the moist soil of a mothers womb a baby springs.Many suffice in spring.From spring vibrant laughter springs.
Dead images of winter, spring forth and spring forth they shall.
Thanking words spring forth to the open spring weather, for favoring my land.
I hope not to ofend any other seasons, but for faviring the impecable spring I have my reasons.


Details | Rhyme | |

In Heaven

Plethoric grains of sand-
dug deep 'neath my hand.
And nails so hued and old-
wrinkles sanded in youth
that unfolds.

These shores- miles away...
They are my childhood memories
that long to go but still in stay.
I owe it to the roaring tunes
of longward seas.

A paradise from distant lights,
and city buildings at their heights.
As long as the streets of carved lines
will lead to no where, where the
world divides.

On this Island of persuit of happiness,
I can hold my elder dignity in no stress.
The grains from ocean shore,
digs deeps to my veins, my blood.
Shall I grow old nevermore.


Details | Free verse | |

POETRY

An instrument of beauty,
poetry is art at its best
with its verses of passion
penned with love
in assorted and variegated
metrical composition
with sublime and
aesthetically satisfying flow.

It is a creative exposition 
that unfolds and enlightens
with enchanting constructs 
the demonstrative and
effusive characterization 
of language by utilizing, 
promoting and bestowing 
the nature and power of words.

Proclaiming ideas and ideals
of principled excellence
with creations anew
and history of old,
poetry exhibits an appetite
for knowledge and wisdom
and a profound propensity 
for purposeful revelation
with an insatiable desire
for intimation and meaning
displayed with heartfelt emotion.

With its aspiration to show case
in magnificent scribal splendor,
poetry entices and compels
the artist and consumer
to explore and transcend
imagination and intrigue,
and solicit introspection
with unfathomable penetrating thought 
that is calmed by grace and elegance.

Philosophical and spiritual,
entertaining and healing,
poetry commands laughter and tears
or sorrow and joy,
Its clamorous and powerful
phonologically expressive morphemes
can awaken and stir passion and romance
or summon logic and reason.

Poetry, 
resplendent in wisdom, 
captures love,
inspires hope,
provoke curiosity,
resonates drama,
evokes mystery,
uplifts spirits
and expresses grief.
So magnificent,
so powerful,
so wondrous
is the nature and
the majesty of poetry.


Details | Rhyme | |

Cycles and patterns

Rain drops look like heartbeats
Broken in two, melting away candle
Wax into the blue
My teeth chatter because of the cold
The ancient age of old
Has made me stand upon two feet
In one accord, singing to this beat,
One last breath shall be the very first
Kiss that put in his this hearse,
When she felt sweet sorrows stale
And made the prison of my heart bail.
I thought about these gifts and promises
That she made on a piece of paper with no list
And it died earlier on this way and that
The skinny takes away the bone and its fat
It was a deception of faces in the rain
A smile through deep pain
Inside was intercession
To beat this tiger’s aggression
It made me learn something new everyday
To learn this lesson,
That fact that she wouldn’t stay,
I thought about what came next,
Then what happened was what 
Came from beneath the ocean waves that had me sore vexed
Running over in my cup, was the heart, out of all the blood.
It started raining from above the ceiling
Cracks of my heart peeling,
Putting away furniture and dress’s
Speaking to a room of noise and mess’s
Voices disguised my male and female 
Dish’s, draining away life
That would make harmony come into one flesh.




Details | Free verse | |

Homely Shores

The waves carry it on
And as it swims with the current,
It drifts to unknown seas
Where danger surfaces with the surf.
But when it swims against the current,
It’s thrashed and smashed
And broken.
But it finds the way home.
It’s you.
Though castles on homely shores
Have been washed away.
 
Yet castles can be built again
And wooden logs can decay
Trees can shed their leaves and burn
While stones change shapes.
Home will be calm still
And soak you with peace that the waves washed away.  
Home will calm you
I promise.


Details | Lyric | |

To Have A Rainbow

I need you, like I need the sunlight.
I want you, like I want for spring.
You’re deep inside my heart for a reason.
The reason’s you’re my everything,
Wonderful. Colorful.
It feels so good to me.
So good to me, to have a rainbow.

I need you, like I need the daybreak.
I want you, like I want for love.
You’re deep inside my heart for a reason.
The reason’s that you rise above,
Majesty…Symmetry.
It feels so good to me.
So good to me, to have a rainbow.

You and me,
Faultlessly,
Wandering like the wind,
Playing in the tempered sky.
Breezily. Merrily.
We laugh the laugh of three,
Whenever rain-clouds pass us by.

I need you, like I need the moonlight.
I want you, like I want for fall.
You’re deep inside my heart for a reason.
The reason’s that you’ve got it all.
Easy-street, can’t compete.
It feels so good to me.
So good to me, to have a rainbow.


Details | Light Poetry | |

soft strength

pleasure leaks as your sweet harmony joins my vicious endeavors, a new genre for your love streams, my manhood elevates your passion capturing your emotions' allow me to bury my transgressions please rescue me from my intentions. purify my soul open my eyes to a love untold', conquer my heartbreak align my romance with the deepest parts of your fears, catapult my ambitions unmask my ignorance sweet dear for the sweet edge of my sword of bravery admires my prideful gain.


Details | Free verse | |

The rose

I watch the rose as it lowers its head, as if given up on the world.
The blood red petals darken and let go, leaving the stem and its harsh thorns.
This once radiant rose is now crashing down, on the table its sat;
until, all the petals are gone and there is nothing left, in the veins.
As it fades and drops, down into the soil, behind is left all that remains.
As time passes this beautiful flower is forgotten.
Given more time the rose begins to rise,
this time stronger, and colored with courage.


Details | Couplet | |

Come In, The Wind Dancer

Come in, you wind, please, settle down
Must be quite tired, all that rushing around!

Tell me a tale – oh, come on, dear wind!
Tell me what you’ve seen, tell me where you’ve been?

Yes, please come in, wind, to tell me a story –
Whatever you speak of, I know will not bore me

You’ve flown over here, blown over there,
Visited places no one would dare

You’ve traveled so near, traveled so far,
Say, what is it like to touch all those stars?

You can drip like the rain, rush like the water,
Cool things way down or make them much hotter

You come on in, my dear, dear friend wind
Blow right through my soul, cleanse me deep down within

Then, take me with you as you go, my dear wind
Carry me gently, pull me loose from my skin

Let’s dance windy waltzes as we swirl through the air
A lover’s embrace – feel the joy we will share

When our wind dance is over & you return me to human,
I’ll feel so much better, a happier woman!

Yes, let us go then, wind, you and I
Throughout the galaxies let us spread wings and fly

Across the blue, true dream of sky
Let us go then, wind, just you and I


Details | Haiku | |

Chilly

One little flower
Trembles in the autumn breeze
Imagining warmth


Details | Senryu | |

Golfing (senryu)

golfer has two shirts 
play it safe on "T " says he— 
if a hole in one!


Details | Light Poetry | |

''SPRING SYMPHONY''

~Weather thy senses anew.
Bring now an enticed breathe.
I lavish in cherry blossom blooms.
Hills of bleeding hearts vow such sensual sweetness.
Speak thou soft field.
Corral Bells flourish in sun kissed light.
The wind carries orchid petals through my unobtainable fingers.
In thus,such a glorious day brushed by a natural love.
Shall my visions of gilded yarrow emerge.~


for the Where Have All The Flowers Gone poetry contest~
4/15/2012
 


Details | Free verse | |

Grasping light

What do you want
What is it that you need
Forget your life envision
Let it go and feel what you bring

Whether it's wrong to them
Whether it's right for you
You're the solution to your own catastrophe
You're the problem between the black and blues

Love will find a way
Have patience, be grateful
Not dead, not hateful
Quixotically underrated, and truly alive

Occasionally in disguise
For the devil tends to come uninvited, a mere surprise
Fool yourself several times til you return again,
Be true to your future heaven, respect the angels and dont forget they ride til the end
Because when it's all over, there will be no time for debating
Negative space for contemplating

Mistakes titled space and time crumpled into a trash bin
Creating a massive black hole
Welcoming you with a familiar smile telling you to come on in
Turn your back and lift within the light
for the truth you may see isn't always true
the future is potentially bright
Like the angel Marley says
Every little thing is going to be all right
Fly away with the blue birds
Over the rainbow out of sight
They told you you amounted to nothing
And now you're controlling the light


Details | Free verse | |

Home

 It is elevating to retrace my footsteps
 In the direction of the mountains,
 To gaze at the new fallen snow,
 To witness the glistening of icicles
 And how they form in the sun -
 In my spirit I have returned home,
 I fathom my journey at this moment,
 And it ensued into a long-lasting one.
 I appear as before in outward view,
 A few more lines, a few more pounds,
 A softened heart, I wear no mask,
 And childlike notions—I allocated—
 I outgrew.
 In my own right on a midsummer night,
 In my sentiment—mountains reminiscent of,
 My muse arising depositing poetry at task.
 By way of a pen—my contemplation
 Obtaining shape,
 My face against the wind,
 My essence engaged in words realigned,
 Together with a stillness of reason
 And spirit unconfined,
 Mysterious language assembling,
 Selected in the same way
 As a trusted friend,
 In my spirit I have returned home.


Details | Verse | |

A Tribute To The Depths Of Shakespeare

 
Doth if not thrill thee, Poet, Dead and dust though thy art, To feel how I press thy singing Close to my heart? By Richard Le Gallienne (The Passionate Reader To His poet) ~ "A Tribute To The Depths Of Shakespeare" Hath not your words touched my heart if to entice this weary soul of worry for a loving blanket in warmth lay comfort as your misty rain falls near To paint a picture along side the dreamer does not your beauty lilt thy flowing breeze if only to submerge in love's passion my soul lest weary ~~ In song in perfect harmony with you along thy winding stream my soul, triumphant.... ~ A La France Contest


Details | Free verse | |

Eternal Spring

With each stone,
A certain size,
A distinct color,
Water flows gracefully
Over each backbone of the brook.

Along the brook,
The water is pristine,
Yet calm and quiet,
Rolling over stones
And pebbles, the water streams into
A natural spring.

The spring dwells
Eternal life,
Once drank,
Life everlasting.
Offering life after passing.


Details | Free verse | |

Touch of the Soul

I alone stand vigil over the memories of my past;
I alone feel the weight of them,
feel what it is to be
the man that past has created.
 
I stand, alone, beneath the stars and the moon,
contemplating all, as I ever have done;
it is only now that I've accepted
that's who I am meant to be;
the writer, the poet –
I stand with the rest of the dreamers.
 
I sit, alone, among the instruments of music,
playing on and on throughout my life;
music flows into and through my soul,
and I am now and will always be,
the musician and the bard –
I sit with the rest of the drummers.
 
I travel, alone, with the remembrances of love,
searching always for that one true other;
it is only now that I've accepted that even
without one such, I can live;
the romantic, the sentimental –
I travel with the rest of the passionate.
 
I escape, alone, in the pages of a good story,
reading for ever and anon;
books speak to me, engage me,
entertain me, release me;
the storyteller and the listener –
I escape with the rest of the readers.
 
I will fight, never alone, next to my brothers
and sisters in arms;
it is with all of myself that I've accepted
my duty, and who I will always be;
the soldier, the guardian –
I will fight with the rest of the Marines.

I dance, run, walk, laugh, alone, in the rain,
let loose my being in the deluge;
the storm's fury and glory
somehow become my own;
the drenched, the soaked –
I do all of this with the rest of the rain lovers.
 
It is only now that I've accepted
that I have become
who I was meant to be;
who I want myself to be.
 
I alone know what it is to be
myself, Andrew James Sprouse,
scion of the sea and of the past,
of the word and the sword.
 
But I do not alone know what it is to feel alive;
to be exactly who you are,
who you're meant to be.
I do not alone know the truth of pain.
 
None of us stands truly and utterly alone.
Every single one of us walks, arm in arm,
with those who share your experiences,
your beliefs, your thoughts and your lives.
 
But you, alone, know what makes your heart free,
what makes your fire ignite and your essence true;
you alone know the visage and touch of your soul.


Details | Free verse | |

The Lazy Days Of Summer

the illuminating sounds of summer
first there is birds sweet sernarding amidst cottonwoods
and if your lucky enough even capture whispers of the wind speaking 
down in a lustrous valley of green and don't forget about  
echoes of an eagle encircling the blue yonder looking for it's mate
or you can capture  sounds of a babbling brook flowing 
down an winding outcrop stream but to me
I think my favorite sound thus far is the laughter of my child's voice
and the sizzling sounds of hot dogs and hamburgers 
being made on my grill as were watching  fireworks display 
from the back of a twin engine houseboat floating down
a rivers edge Oh the sounds of summer would be nil
if I would awake from this enchanted dream 


Details | Haiku | |

Course of Nature

Introduction: Nature works in a mystical way…


In dark sparkles blink
In patterns scattered through the sky
Gone with a stormy wink


Details | Imagism | |

Dream

Brought forth by the eyes in the mind Of a subtle intellect, When an unknown thought defined A picture vivid, I had a dream...: A leaf broke-of from a tree Without a slight stir of its branch; The river below, breathing free, Swept to catch a frond That danced awhile, then with a lunge, Fell in his arms sublime... The sky above, smiling down, Witnessed those happy ripples made; The world about, all aglow Saw felicity pervade... A fulfillment eased the mind Of its stringent intellect, When that unknown thought had defined A picture so vivid, in my dream...


Details | Free verse | |

Yoga

 
my physical body......yearn......
my mental being......reach......
my spiritual energy.....pull......
 
within my sanctuary 
of mind, body and soul
I center in a calming request
of spirit awakening

with scattered energies tossed along the ebbing shore line
I must focus......
I must touch ailment......
I must harness thy yoke of completion 
my breath slows in silent acceptance 
as a single sun beam calls of gracious salutations 

my spirit drift endless
of cresent moon at twilights eve.
and warriors song in mornings mist

as warmth showers my flesh 
my spirit tingle complete    
touching a loving convergence, the ultimate purity received
I become one as the spirit calls

with each breath, completion......
___________________________


Details | Limerick | |

I'm Growing

<                                  economic woes
                                    say it isn't so
                                    fruits vegetables of divine
                                    artificial added such a crime
                                    sow garden  W.T.G     {Way To Go}
                                    
                                    
                                    
                                    
                                    


Details | Free verse | |

Midwest Massage

Vast Nebraska sky, 
sienna-hued droplets 
meld together 
forming dusk’s tapestry.
Towering meadow blades -
cool as creamsicles,
stroke my weary head and
tickle my naked frame.

Soothing northwest breezes
leaving Manitoba, 
slither through
a nebula of stars - 
gathering miniscule
buttercup petals. 
I see them 
being spun into 
a feverish night waltz,
whilst my body lies drenched
underneath the nocturnal shadow play
of placid moonbeams.

I reflect upon the evening’s
natural merriment - 
my private Midwest massage;
therapeutic services 
not rendered on the
sticky isle of Manhattan.


Details | Haiku | |

Got Milk

amidst milky weed
tail orange butterfly extracts
succulent nectar


Details | Free verse | |

A snowy night

A doe and her mate tempt the fates wind driven snow what a delight... new white blossoms on barren bushes over large hats overhang on hoary old buildings highlighted branches on majestic leafless trees magical silence in the quality of light a blanket of white pulled up to nature's chin perchance to dream a new tomorrow... a new day


Details | Sonnet | |

Granted and Given

It is all in the Stars if you look hard enough.
There is always the morning Star twinkling.
And then there is the evening Star blinking.
And then there are layered clouds in a fluff.
 
Then there is the Sun and Moon and stuff.
Sometimes it looks like the Moons winking.
Sometimes it looks like the Sun is thinking.
Makes me wonder if their day can be rough!
 
What a wondrous world I live in.
What balance I live by every day.
My life must be granted and given.
So no wonder I take time to pray.
 
It is granted and given each day just to be me.
Just look up once a day and this you can see.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Rhyme | |

Ever In the Arms of Rain

I walk outside, under the darkening sky,
and contemplate this tumultuous past.
This rain has seen all that I have, all that's gone by,
witnessed me rise, watched me fall, and all so fast.

Rain has seen me on my feet, alone but unworried,
dancing to the beat of my own peculiar drum.
It has watched my first true kiss, perfect and unhurried,
the magic in its cadence causing our hearts' strings to strum.

There I stood, wind rushing down on our embrace;
basking in love's domain.

Rain has seen me in the air, up crying in my tree,
aghast at a love's loss, at what fate from me stole.
The cold turned it to frost, that then drifted onto me,
the solemnity of that moment forever etched on my soul.

There I sat, rain's partner snow caressing my face;
learning the truth of pain.

Rain has seen me on my knees, cast down and afraid,
of a life spent without purpose, a future alone.
It has watched me wander, from my path had I strayed,
the lyrical music following me into the unknown.

There I knelt, mist reminding me of absent grace;
struggling to survive the strain.

Rain has seen me in motion, walking off my history,
thinking of myself, of what lies ahead, not behind.
It and the darkness revealed some of the mystery,
of what, if I keep looking, in my future could I find.

There I walked, the moon my guardian, striding apace;
beginning to end a broken heart's reign.

Rain is watching me on my feet, once more,
ascending from the depths to which I fell.
It is watching me be convinced to no longer ignore,
my friend, the woman who had me under a spell.

Here I stand, yet weak but giving chase;
prevailing –
ever in the arms of rain.


Details | Haiku | |

Shine On

a beacon of light 
transparent through clouds clusters
reflects off stilled bay


Details | Tanka | |

Treasure Each Breath


___



Rustic aged red barn
sits proud in yellow daisy's
as green boughs in dance
lilt colors of spring's flavor                                                 
one black stallion chants his neigh       

my thoughts...crystalline
for moments evanescent
a bitter sweet tear      


___




Details | I do not know? | |

What Spring Rains mean to me

I ? when it rains in the spring,
 fresh air, quenched earth, nutrients ingested,
 all things prosper with love. 
The clouds open up to shower life on earth, 
these showers move nutrients through the soil to the root of all things. 
Then the SUN comes once the clouds have passed
 and the showers have quenched the earth thirst for growth. 
A RAINBOW appears to remind us 
HE/SHE is the creator of all things kind, gentle, peaceful, and loving. 
Let spring 2012 be your sprouting year 
on a task that must be done.
 Let not another day pass without applying God's will that has been given you.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Night

When finally the night
comes stolling in 
on joyful legs, 
doling out her silvery significance,
rendering everything magnificent,
and I greet her greedily,
where will you be?
I myself will have  front seats:
the tickets are for free.
I'll watch the sky seep
into magic and 
the colors of the sea...
I know the spirits will
be soaring to and fro;
my spirit, so imploring,
will soar with them
as they go.
Then the heavenly host
of angels appear, all
tremendously loud,
whereupon the moon
hands out cigars
to the crowd, 
he's so proud.


Details | Ballad | |

In Walyunga

In Walyunga

There is a place I used to go
When I was fit and strong
The place it was called Walyunga
And I felt I did belong
In those hills above the river
I’d walk for countless miles
In those days, with healthy body
To walk, it was my style.

I’d walk until I found my place
Where there lived an old dead tree
I’d sit on it to meditate
And look right into me. 
Some times as I walked these hills
I’d hear a sound like thunder
And then I’d see a wondrous sight
In this place called Walyunga.

A horde of Kangaroos would come
As they thundered through those hills
They’d cross the track in front of me
And I would stand stock still
Then as they passed, the biggest guy
Would stop just yards from me
To see if I did pose a danger
He was a sight to see.

He’d stand there for a tiny while
Though it seemed like eons to me
Then when he saw I meant no harm
He satisfied would be
So he’d bound off to lead his horde
To the river they’d head for
Oh, seeing such a magic sight
Would fill me with such awe.


Details | Free verse | |

Forgive My Rudeness

Forgive my rudeness
When I get in your way.
I do not mean to glow so brightly
When you put your darkness on display.

I swear it is not out of spite
That I outshine your ego's fire
When it is burning to intimidate -
To scortch my self esteem to ash.

Excuse my posture
When it will not sway your way
The roots are to blame
For this downright defiance
That I stand with uprightness
Though youre wacking away
With sharpened blades of anger.

Do pardon the heights
That my spirit soars
But consider yourself warned today: 
They do not stop for any man
So spare yourself and
Get out of my way! 


Details | Sonnet | |

Great is the Day

Great is the day when a song you hear.
It makes your spirit soar through wind.
Great is the day when your time begins.
It makes you wake up and hoot a cheer.
 
Great is the day when it is a new year.
It makes you back to where you been.
Great is the day to manage a few grins.
It will put you into another hemisphere.
 
Great is the day just to be,
A part of a world that sings!
Great is the day just to see,
A wondrous mix of things!
 
Great is the day,
Is all I can say!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Haiku | |

Which Way Do I Go?

Slow-moving tortoise
Confused by its own shadow
On a rocky beach


Details | Free verse | |

Enchantment

Multicoloured jewels
Bursting from bud
Spring splendor


Details | Free verse | |

Mother Earth

Reconcile me with Mother Earth

The milk and honey of our existence

From which we came and will return

Let me feel the spiky greenness

Of wild grasses

Bowing before the wind

Allow me to sigh in ecstacy

Of nature in it's essence

Without a blur of cities, or

Blush of smog

To smear our tomorrow's.


Details | Verse | |

Law

How have I loved    your laws and decrees
and your Sun       in the dawn of the morning
the orders that govern       the universe
and their rulings       the cosmos adorning
 
So finely tuned      a precise instrument
it's crafting       can no journeyman match
construction supreme      no man has surpassed
nor it's equal       can he ever attach
 
You have hidden       their rules and movements
that a man could spend           a lifetime to seek
but the years we're given       have been shorted
and our will            to regulation is weak
 
Its decrees            are woven like fabric
on each writ      does another rely
their sequence                 framed like a template 
against its power       can no man defy
 
Its display               of symmetry  exacting
it's direction          none living can change
through its pursuit          our knowledge deepens
but it's only simile              can we arrange
 
Like flocks             are the stars conducted
as their shepherds            your laws do act 
like the canon of statues             their placement
their governing             by decrees you enact
 
No man                can act as its counselor
or rearrange           its charge and command
for all that's demonstrated            in nature
for all are subject           to what law demands
 
By their study            we learn how to measure
like a child           the paths of all law
to investigate              all time and reasons
of its operation           we can all stand in awe
 
source Psalm 19
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Tanka | |

Traipsing In Tranquility

_ __ Auburn fields of wheat flow distant to greet soft hills white clouds hang above lone, I float through the soft breeze as the brilliant sun spills warmth __ _ A Susan Burch Contest


Details | Rhyme | |

TOMORROW NEVER COMES

Time flies as the day goes by
But what goes around must surely come back around
There’s always yesterday, today and tomorrow
But tomorrow never comes.

Our debtors plead for tomorrow, 
Our parents hope for tomorrow, 
Our dreams rely on tomorrow, 
But tomorrow never comes.

Children are the leaders of tomorrow, 
A slogan that seem endless, 
A day we always await, 
But tomorrow never comes.

If today becomes yesterday, 
And the future is tomorrow.
Where is the future? 
‘Cos tomorrow never comes.


Details | Rhyme | |

Abide in the Light

You abide in the light
I’ll miss you…when you venture off at night 
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t leave me…   

Forgive me for drifting away from you… 

Please forgive me…
Please don’t ignore me…
Hear my pleas…don’t turn the other direction…
Run with me…into heaven’s light

I’ve given you my soul…
I’ve shared with you my melody
I’ve fed you until you were full…
I’ve healed you when you were under the weather…
I’ve tried to bring us back together

You hang on the rope of hope
I’ll rely on you…I’ll cling to you… 
You saved me from subsiding into the obscure abyss

Don’t reject me…
Don’t depart from me…
Don’t release me…

Respect me for who I’ve become
Please respect me…
Honor my presence 
Protect me from any sort of harm  
Is it in your nature to relieve my anguish? 

I’ve been driven away by my affliction 
I’ve set you free from Egypt…and lead you to the Promise Land 
Have you forgotten my affection? 
I’ve tried to empathize what you’re going through – I’ve gave you a helping hand
Don’t you understand? Will you ever understand? 

You abide in the light 
I’ll miss you…when you depart from my heart
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t mourn for me… 

Forgive me for wishing for your absence…
Please forgive me…
Please don’t give up on me…
Hear my side of the story… don’t turn the other direction…

I’m still training for perfection    

Run with me…until we arrive at home 
Hold my hand and we’ll take divine flight 
I’ve cherished you for so long
I’ve lead you to my home town – 
Do you remember where you and I belong?

I’ve given you my trust…
I’ve shared with you my dreams
You’re an apple to my eye

You were my angel of grace, promising concord –
Bestowing blessings upon me 
Your vitality never wears off…

You were my lamp – 
Glowing with serenity and elation
Tranquilizing my mind from despair and unease

I’ll never regret…meeting you that magnificent night 
I knew that that was love at first sight
The moment you stepped foot into the light 


Details | Lyric | |

Beloved

Loved by the earth,
loved by the sky,
caught in the middle 
till the day you die.

You play in the sunshine
and dance with the moon,
you dress your hair up
with the flowers of June.

Loved by the earth,
loved by the sky,
caught in the middle,
my love, don't cry.

You dress up in fashion,
wear nothing at all,
just be sure that 
you hear when I call.

Loved by the earth,
loved by the sky,
caught in the middle 
till the day you die.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Scent of Lilac

The simple scent of lilac
sends my mind to a far off land. 
A place where you and I can go 
just walking hand in hand.

Each spring I see the buds peek out
and I know it's coming soon.
This is the time of year we love
just staring at the moon.

I love to sit out on the porch
and listen to you sigh.
This is where I yearn to be...
that ol' lilac bush nearby.

That scent just sends a shiver
right up my whole spine.
It's this that makes me realize....
I can't believe you're mine. 


Details | Free verse | |

You're Going To Die Laughing

I could just imagine Tom 
dancing in the Lord's Kitchen
wearing his Spandex Boxer Shorts
while his other goofy Friends Hammond and Rosie
pose as Vacuum Salesmen 
at a Dire Straits Gig
making Tidbits and poking Wormholes
with their Listerine Soaked Tissue box
Oh I know Tom has to be laughing in sweet Pain
as these two nut cases aboard an U.F.O.
and stay drifting to another brilliant Convention
on  Insomnia and Nuclear Waste Medicine
Bet they end up thinking that  Lunar Craters
is the head cheese in charge 
As they sit to Wine And Dine for free


Details | Free verse | |

Mother Nature

The sun beams down lighting up my face and warming my skin
Coaxing my eyes shut to leave the physical world 
Letting the natural world fill my veins
The wild wind refreshes my lungs
Replenishing my whole inner being
My mind goes to a wonderful place to take a break from the ever crazy reality
My body begins to weigh down sinking into earths comforting ground
Natures lullaby soothes me to drift off into unconsciousness 

The land of dreams and wonderful things, hopefully
With nature surrounding me and cloaking me in divine bliss 
Only allowing the subconscious to bring to life beautiful scenes 
Flowered trees, fields of green, skies painted picture perfect blue, the air smells and tastes of honeydew, birds sing along to natures tune, the rivers move to the beat of Mother Nature’s heart

A natural awakening brings back my soul from its deep sleep 
Slowly uprooting my body from Mother Natures’ loving grasp 
She infused me with her energy to help me through the unnatural world we live in 
I can't wait for the sun to coax me again to close my eyes and appreciate her beautiful essence once more


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Sunshine By WLM November 25, 2008

Outside the sun is grand
In which I love to stand
Soaking up all the rays
Hope it stays this way for days

The breeze is cool
Like a shining Jewel 
The noise is so quiet
You wish you could buy it 

How heavenly I feel
It tis the real deal
The beauty abounds
As I walk around

The planes fly high
In the deep blue sky
Marking their time
Just follow the line

The tall trees that show
Will continue to grow
And are the trees we love to see
Glory Be!  We will jump up with Glee!


Details | Haiku | |

Cuckoo (Haiku)

Little Grey Cuckoo
Singing, only for himself
A "Broken Record"


Details | Choka | |

To Soar Like An Eagle {Choka}

the mighty eagle
                                                            encircles the great divide
                                                               searching for lost mate

                                                                wind beneath his wings
                                                         escalating to new found heights
                                                                 reaching milestones

                                                                    beyond horizon's
                                                        capped mountain magesty peaks
                                                                 bestow marked freedom





Tribute To The
Mighty Eagle
May You Soar Free My Friend


Details | Haiku | |

Mending

Nature's broken heart
 
Floats on a warm, blue day's breeze
 
Feeding the earth's love


Details | Free verse | |

Frisky Dandy Lion

Let the air fill your vocal sounds
Be enlightened by a gospel, energized choir
You are the main event
Brazening with glamorous features 
How lucky could you be? 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Though your bones are fit enough to fight...
There's a possibility you could be a bending stem

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

Don't turn against me...refrain from being inappropriate in your tensing growl 
Thrilled by denied consequences 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity
Meandering around, trying to find the faceless truth
I could sense your controlled hunger

Snatching me in alarm
Meaning no harm...you are a cooperative, cheerful charm
Don't give away this edification...
Except it and don't lose it at all
Burn down 
The resistible temptations
Slightly crawling their way 
Out of drilling fears

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

I don't want to be sprawled in your clashing, fist-shaped paws
Snatching me with a hook and I'm the victim who is lifeless-- the fish

Could you recall your dandelion, carrion life dragging you to deeper trouble 
Don't hide yourself in desperation, you dandy, enlightening lion
Strengthening your courteous and courageous thrills
Filled with pride and contentment 

Don't lack humbleness, I see your avarice, heartless auras 
Be the thriving, main event 
Create a courageous scene just for curiosity

Keep yourself stable 
Reflect your will on a clear, glass table
Meander your troublesome ways
Be a cooperative soul to your endeavors
Full of heartening compliments

Bring this ticket to heaven's heights 
Uplifting to your scorching, motionless fate
Running off like a withering dandelion without pedals
Still staying cooperative with the rhythm of the wind 
You are still considered 
My dandy lion sent from heaven's heights

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

I hope you could reach your paws to heaven's heights
Where safety is freely given
To a hungry, pleasurable kitten


Details | I do not know? | |

Glory

This is the story of a beautiful horse named Glory Freckled and spotted She stood but a twig Lost in a forest Of abandonment Tires and barbwire Surround her by day And at night she suffers The coyotes cries, not far away Left with no food Or water to drink She stands by a tree And hopes for relief Halter grown in And hooves overgrown Not a grain in that belly And left all alone Withering quick She stands by her tree And hopes a kind soul Will help her to see There is life still No matter how grim Things seem from beneath This horrid, old tree This halfhearted twig Awaits her relief As the days pass her by And she writhes with grief Her name is Glory All freckled with spots Like a giant Dalmatian Trapped in this spot At the end of her lead She was finally freed Not a day too soon She'll now find relief Halfhearted no longer And happy at last Whom once was a twig Knows Glory at last Halfhearted no longer And free from that mess Glory has found relief At Horse Creek Ranch* *Horse Creek Ranch is, to the best of my knowledge, a fictional name.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

metamorphis

I am the tiger in a restless land
If you cross my path 
I’ll rip off your hand
Not because I’m savage
But so you’ll understand 
It’s the play of nature
And also the plight of man

Living day to day
It’s easy to forget
We all come with purpose
And need to nurture it

Like a caterpillar 
It turns to a butterfly
One day it is walking 
But learns to fly

I am the morning 
With the sun I rise
Get as clean as the new grass
Once the dirt is out of my eyes

I walk into the distance
Shining as bright as can be
Entering into the unknown
Finding new possibilities 

As I learn to conquer, persevere & endure
My history I shall establish
My journey I shall secure

 
I stand to my last battle 
Until my last breath has been drawn
To fulfill my full destiny
To sing my final song

Metamorphisis
kashan fields


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Being Free

I Wasn’t enough to just be myself I had to be what you wanted of me Plastic—Mainstream—Liar Without any creativity And a façade for a personality So I Guess I Just Live a Lie Just to Satisfy And surely survive Your torment spitting opinion but then, A Semblance of the independence I held inside No matter how small it let out a cry I will redeem my pride And be perfect, free, me


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Haiku-9

Goldfinch singing high up in white cherry plum tree holds me on the path


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A DEDICATION TO ALL SOUP '' FAM '' UNITED-TING

POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' 
STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! 
EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE 
*POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED 
COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, 
JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* 
PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!)
WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; 
FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; 
WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING 
SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND:
WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED,
BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING 
HANDED STRANGER IN 
STRENGTH.... AGAINST INK 
SPILLED... WHERE WE ARE TRUSTED 
IN LOYALTY AND GATHERED 
THOUGHTS TO EXPLORE THIS 
WORLD WE ONCE DESPIZED; A 
MAXIMUM EXPLOSSION OF JOY 
N' CHEER, ALL SEEMS SO 
CLEAR ON LOVE OF THE SOUP 
(*FAM..*) ATMOSPHERE* 
UNITED*TING!!! INKS PENNED;
AS ONE...COME JOIN US...

THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO ALL 
SOUP (*FAM..*)

WRITEN BY: SWEETHEART 
CARMA 06-19-12

INSPIRED BY:
BRITTANY MaD InK CalDwELl;
PACE, G "INK-U-SCRIPT" AND;
MARLON (THE SCRIBE)...
THANK YOU DEAR POETS!!!!


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lost, found, and liberated

i use to lie awake at night 
and ponder of this pointless life 
up for hours and not make a sound 
i once was lost but now i am found
my sea of confusion, like moses did part
the instant i let jesus inside of my heart...
but than i let out a gigantic huge fart 
and realized it was just indigestion 
than like a sensible person, i began to question 
and out of those questions, came rational thought 
and all of the things in school i was taught 
like critical thinking and following facts 
so i came to the conclusion: religions a quack 
now i live happily, in awe of earth's mysterious beauty 
and if you don't like it, you can kiss my patooty


Details | Blank verse | |

Flame

It dances
without rhythm or form
rather
impulsively
to energy around and within
offering warmth
and company.
The fragility of its existence 
startling in its strength
to illuminate  dark spaces.


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The Enchanting View

Jagged rocks that tip my balance,
Vein like roots that trip my feet,
Branching weeds that scratch my legs,
The chill of the wind that steals my heat,

The steepness of this endless mountain,
The wanting, longing to reach the top,
The feeling that I can’t go on,
I need to let my body drop.

I see the end, the wind grows stronger,
The mountain seems to flatten out,
I can succeed; I’m almost there now,
My heart is screaming a silent shout.

The feeling of success is sweet,
The sky above, so baby blue,
I finally made it; the pain is gone now,
My prize, my cure: the enchanting view.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Dance

They drown in each other,
Inhaling immensely as they take the plunge,
Plummeting down as the bubbles rise,
Getting lost in the elegance.
Ascending to the sky,
Twirling in a dance of satisfaction,
Breathing heavy as they break the surface,
Drawing in life,
Before cascading under the rays of the sun.
Like a graceful waltz
They breach only for a moment,
To replenish their lives,
As they become one.


Details | I do not know? | |

Celestial

Silver stars spill down
Shiver and dance
Cascading brilliance


Details | Haiku | |

Quick! Hop!

Slow-moving cricket
Alone against the moonlight
...suddenly, a storm!


Details | Rhyme | |

MELLOW NOON

days of benign stealth
lawns, gardens, orchards drink to my health
the road's been unkind
well it's gone, it's flowed on behind

let me recline in this boon
mellow noon
the bell might ring
spiteful and soon

days of serene sloth
cirri bind the sky in strips of clean cloth
and they barely support its weight of light
and i circle my core like a moth

tell me whose darned flitting hand
lit this little burner just below my head
that it moves higher up with each sandbag shed
and i never knew how far my land spread

now i long for something to make
now i ache for something to wield
earthbound and sunbaked
like a worker in the field


Details | I do not know? | |

Assured to shore

Lord make my light shine,
illuminating Your glory
wich doesn't dwindle in the dark
and is the joy thats set before me.
In this lifes uncertain seas
be the wind set in my sail,
be my compass and my anchor,
for You love me without fail
so I know You'd never wreck me
on this course that You are mapping
or allow me to be plundered,
sunk ,or stranded without captain.

No! I shall not be afraid
wether tempest or high tide
for as sure as You are with me
joy and peace in me abide
so my faith is in Your guidance,
not a storm You cannot still.
So direct me with instruction
I choose Your purpose and Your will.

Even when cloud and dark cover
ever confident I'll be
my soul shall look to its lover
who will ever walk with me.


Details | Imagism | |

Lazy Day

We are on our porch 
in the morning
in the canvas chairs,
drawing in the sunlight, 
dreaming.
Hazily lazing over the 
wooden floorboards
bleached and weathered
by the sun over time.
And he and I are 
having coffee, talking, 
gawking at nature and 
the people walking up
and down the street.
Our legs stretched out before us,
the garden on our porch: a forest.
Time.....drags.....by like a steamboat 
on a river...
Birds on the rail
flick their beaks and tails,
Morning Glories galore
climb the wood
near our door.
It's Summer, we love it.
It's what we wait 
all year for.


Details | Pastoral | |

AROMA THERAPY

Bright Marguerites,open and ablaze,
Reflected in a sunny haze.
Lilies waxed in a summer light,
A Jasmined fragrance to fill the night.

Perfumed petals,paper-white
Intoxicate,then delight;
Speaking volumes with words un-heard
Silent,flowers upon which all senses merge.


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Sunshine Day

Herd of cows grazing
Partly covered by the mist
Perfect in the sun


Details | Couplet | |

Mountains High, Oceans Deep

Ankle deep water, ebbing, seeping
From melting ice to flood is leaking
To form a rapid river flowing
Ounce by ounce this stream is growing

To wash into an oval pool besides
Then rush to meet the rising tides
Of oceans deep and full and wide
Where froth upon the billows ride

Upon a yellow sandy shore
Where shells collect up by the score
Displayed in jars in seaside shops
Among golden pears and red gum drops

From mountains high and oceans deep
Where eagles soar and dolphins leap
From high above to down below
So much beauty to love and know


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Katrina

 The water is rising, levels getting high.
Hold to the bible and don't say good bye.
 Act like a soldier, Stand hold your ground.
Pray for your family,Pray for your land.
 I cant believe whats happening, It just cant be.
Pray for My family & please pray for Me.
 Lord Jesus I'm sorry,Please don't forsake me.
I'm here child dont fear.
 Just come hold me tightly.
Your love is so stong, I won't take this lightly.
 Your faith is so strong I just won't ignore.
Come to me child and Walk apon the Shore.


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Flying High

<                                            my deepest passion
                                              outstretched wings of an eagle in fashion  

                                              encircling his domain 
                                              tride and true he remains  

                                              sno-capped peaks
                                              for mate he seeks

                                              call of the wild
                                              imatate like a child

                                              fields of green
                                              crystal streams

                                              beyond horizon
                                              sun's new arising

                                              take me back home
                                              to where the eagle roams

                                              for the capture of ones flight
                                              is purity for ones watchful eye's sight

                                              so come join me on this excursion
                                              inspiration you'll be splurging

                                              I thank you my feather friend
                                              be safe until we meet once again

                                              for you hold your own glory
                                              as it's told in this tales story



Entry For Amy Green's Contest
My Deepest Passion
G.L. All

                                              
                                                                                    


Details | I do not know? | |

My Countless Wishes -Part 2-

I wish
To demolish my sorrow…
I wish
To forget the despair and gleefully grow…
To forgive and seek the challenges of tomorrow…
My downfalls and my failures…
I wish
To disappear
I wish
I had no fear…
For God’s near…
I wish
I could be a cheetah in the grassland
I wish
To store all of my energy for an evening run…I’d never give up in the process
I wish
My whole spirit could simply sponge in God’s nature and make great progress
And I truly wish
I could stick to my daily plans of building a sturdier relationship with God 
I wish
I had the merriness in my life especially during hardships…

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my weakest point…
My countless wishes
Overthrows me…but it helps me in the long run…

I wish I could forgive 
My daily regrets and breakdowns
I wish I could forget
My despondency – embracing my frowns 

I wish
To live a life without error
Without a care
I wish
To be flawless when I make my everyday decisions
And scare away 
The darkness that tries to make me give up
I wish
I had more time to overcome…
These waves of emotions

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my disheartened state…
My countless wishes
Are like walls from every direction closing in on me…
But it’s a convenient tool in the future…

I wish
I could be live in someone else’s shoes…
But what good would it do?
Would it lead me to the narrow pathway?
Would it inspire me to push all of my doubts away? 
Would it push away the blues?
Could He give me any clues?


Details | Haiku | |

You Don't Phase Me

dogs come cats go
just like moon waxing
Don't let it phase you



Tribute To Moon Waxing LOL

Also Don't Forget To
Turn Those Clocks Back


Details | Haiku | |

Mirror Image

The little flower
Casts its shadow on the wall
Near the new greenhouse


Details | Couplet | |

A Steel Flower

Once I was naïve and innocent
And believed that everything was Heaven sent
I was like a flower – soft and gentle
Open to the slightest breeze’s pull
I grew in unbridled sunlight
Where everything was perfect and right

But then there came the long, hard frost
And in an instant life was lost
The will to live vanished so fast
And I became nothing but a steel cast
A cast of what I once was 
My wounds bandaged with metal – not gauze 
I became resistant to the breeze
Nothing seemed to put my soul at ease

But I chose life over death
And continued to take in deep breaths
While no longer so easily swayed
I haven’t lost all of my old ways
I’ve learned it’s not always wise to hide
And have come to embrace both sides
Of my life and who I hope I’ll become
Without forgetting where I’m from 


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Hawk and the Sparrows

The hawk was flying low: he was the fiercest in the sky.
He bullied all the little birds, and flew off with their lives.
The little birds were peaceful, and didn’t want to fight.
To them it was better: to run and hide, then finally to take flight.
Day after day he drove them closer, to the proverbial, final brink.
Then came the day, they rose up, and no more away to shrink.
Soon there would be hatchlings, so the bully, simply had to go.
No longer were they timid, it was their time to truly show.
Banding together they hatched a plan to run the bully day and night.
One can fight, one or two, but a mob shows way more might.
Constantly in pursuit, the bully was never allowed to rest…
The bully finally admitted defeat, and even moved his precious nest.
He could not protect it, if they kept him running away, and stressed.

The bully had finally learned the truth: that is my moral here… 
The small may look an easy mark, but are not as helpless as they appear.
If the meek are brought to their knees… look out my bully… dear.


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The Sea Blue Eyes I

Once in a while I meet a person whose eyes tell their story
The story is like the sky reflection on the seas of glory
The eyes are all the wonder of the world
It sees the future, past, and present
The eyes give us knowledge of the world and reflection
The reflection of sadness and weakness of each creature
The wonder of each individual being has a present
To the world who has lots of false images
To arise the moment of that one glance
To follow the heart in romance
Just the reflection that gather in your eyes of blue
What a man and a woman should view
Life is such a pain without stopping to see each eyes
Its like roses you have to enjoy each passion in side
When that moment collides with mind and heart
Nothing in your soul can keep your love apart
Join in the fun look in every eyes of a person beside
With passion and romance I bet you, you would cry
The luster of all the things to come
A bounty of life long needs to be given by just the wonders of the eyes
The blue seas reflects the different depths of our feelings
And it should become revealing
Come to your senses with ravaging hormones of lust
The sea can take you and even the reflection in the eyes of the person
The beauty is not held by one it is held by everyone
Such looks with fear for no relief
Is almost a dreadful part in our human nature
Beware of what can happen when emotions are held
Held to the core of an individual
No such thing is kindness when you find yourself in the Sea Blue Eyes
Calling in your soul by just looking
With ignorance you play around with such futile emotion
Gush away the fear and do not go insane with life so dear
The grasp of the titans comes to reveal
The evil within your heart is so obscenely noticed
You want the sea and you want those eyes to look at you with wishes
The rage in the heart are waves that cannot stop 
It pushes and pushes with no regret
The heart falters and there is only one thing in your mind
The idea of one soul to be with is the ocean 
The rifts that is trying to break to end the wants of desire
Cannot be trusted in a human lier
The beauty of man is destruction 
The beauty of women are commands
The eyes of each does not matter in the sea
Because all emotion and desire is given to those who are true
Command of a person is just one thing 
The desire to destroy is another
The Sea Blue Eyes will see no bother cause it bares it all
Even the utmost desire
To be continue.


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The Storm

The thunder rumbles
breaking the silence,
as the lightning flashes
splitting the darkness.

I stand all alone
in the open meadow,
feeling ever so calm
in the midst of the storm.

As the tempest rages
every way that I turn,
the cool summer rain
cleanses me to the core.

Hours pass me by
yet feels like eternity,
then just as soon
as it began, its all over.

The rain stops falling
and the sky starts to clear,
and reveals to my eyes
the light of the dawn.

As the sun struggles
to rise o'er the mountains,
the distant peals of thunder
are all that remain.

Theres a coolness in the air
and everything is like new,
now that the storm has past
a new day can finally begin.


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Lonely Night

The night was lonely for a friend
But no one was up around then
That was until three
He let out a weep
And the stars came to comfort him.


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'Moon-Rock... ' (Haiku # 12)

‘ Moon-Rock ’  Haiku # 12

Moon Rock, Craters, Crust
What Does This Terrain Adjust …
“ Earth Was Made For Us ! “


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Change

Frogs rest in the shade 
Where the soft breeze never stops
 ...life of constant change 
 


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Hybernation

A large grizzly bear

Slips off into the shadows

Time for long winter


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Cinnamon Sugar Sand..

The sun glitters on  the seas smooth surface viewed high  from a hilltop 
Light blue and  pink wrinkles shimmer irredescently  on  the ocean's skin.
Cinnamon sugar sand lapped and soaked by effervescent lemonade froth
Purple fairy  floss sponges  entwine with different size orange cone shells 
With outgoing waves Bubbles stream from the crab holes like champagne 
A symphony of ocean sounds  rumbling thunderlike  echoing hissing foam
crashing waves to the splishing , splashing, fizzing sounds of dissipating 
 froth incoming and outgoing the translucent blue sea like a fresh soda.
On the pier  the tangerine sunset reflects on the deep green glassy water...
Sea breezes blowing a cooling wind Bristling breeze  Murmmering ocean 
The cliffy hillsides carve a steep stairway to yet another hidden beach..
Like jewels dotted on the sand , these beautiful sea-rocks and shells
sit,   it seems untouched ,  lay softly embedded in the damp sand.
This  beach also yeilds  thick, green seaweed  and fossilised sponges .
Every beach has its own special seaweed , unique shells and rock shapes.
From the roadway  the dusk descends a cat  on  the beachside curb
As the light fades two more cats quietly  emerge from the shadows..
Quickly slinking out from the hollows, nooks and crannies more cats appear..
In the space of a few minutes the beach road is teeming with felines
Out of the darkness a car approaches to join this mysterious meeting.
A woman steps out of the car with parcels and the cats crowd around her..


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The Sun's Rays

The sun’s devouring rays
Reveals an astounding sensation against the marvelous universe
It caresses the earth with warm hugs and gives life to the motionless gaze
Its auras are above nature’s designating exteriors
Its swaying beauty is beyond Earth’s inhabitants, deserving my praise

It treasures the sky with joyousness and forms swarms of jeering birds
The sighs of the wind attracts clamoring herds

The sun’s appalling flames
Unshackles a zealous tune that reveals the Earth’s accord
It embraces the atmosphere with remarkable claims
Unraveling my curiosity; my ears are pleading to hear more, so I go forward!

It prizes the ocean with eagerness and forms swarms of screeching seagulls 
The strength of the waves draws in scorching souls 

The sun's unattainable rays 
Motivate life to trail on till its duty is done
Its auras seep through the whirling sky and strays
Embracing ambitious love like a father and son  


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Mother Star

I am aimed and directed for a shooting star.
In the midst of a collision I am traveling far.
 
Nothing can stop me for I am on a lifelong mission.
I’m timing the clocks and gaining some recognition.
 
I am in and out of reality stumbling onto a delusion.
Sometimes I want to run free and go into seclusion.
 
The wind tries to hinder me so I shew it to go away.
I stand on the Moon and make the Sun arise a new day.
 
I am looking down at a world that is misunderstood.
If I could have I would have and then again I should.
 
But that is neither here nor there so I will fair.
I have accumulated a bit and have much to share.
 
However, there is a cornerstone one can get stuck.
One must find the mother Star and hope for lady luck.
 
Once you find it you will be well on your way,
You’ll rise with the Sun and be brighter each day.
 
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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Perfect

Even the Weakest ray of sunshine
Is begging to be shown
Known

Refusing to hide
Just wants to shine

Remaining patient
Gleaming, parting the clouds
Illuminance

Waiting for the moment 
To be Perfect, as it will be 

When it is time





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The Night of Unleavened Bread

Matzos slip into their mouths
Voices project merrily...tonight is
The night of Unleavened Bread

Lamb and other delicious
Meats and veggies... satisfies our taste buds 
What a splendid night it is!

Wine's brewin' in our wine cups
The dinner table - creates pleasant talk 
During this meaningful night

There's moments of quietude 
When it comes to de-leavening our lives
But, there's moments of gladness

On this night of peacefulness
Cheesecake - a delightful treat to savor 
During this night of pure bliss


Details | I do not know? | |

-Somnolent Sun-

-Somnolent Sun-  

As the sun sets, into
a somber crimson sky,
radiant beauty shines down
on those who cannot fly.
Inspiration gleaming at this 
moment caught in time,
creating a soothing memory,
instilled within my mind.

Filling the Earth with the 
warmth of her heart, 
while setting away, 
committed to her part.
She slowly fades behind
the horizons of the bay,
with promises of return,
for another day.

-Anonymously youRs-
(Copyrighted to "DigitallyDefectiveArt")


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Beautiful Mornings

Journey as I passed through the valley of life
Lingers to me gently the cold wind of the past
Sun embraces me for a wonderful beginning
Yielding to open the gates of eternity…

Lasting fragrance of beautiful mornings
Windows of heaven smile to me so gently
Footprints that I walk through it all
Regret never for I learned to be strong alas!

Soft breeze of the wind stroke to look ahead
Leaving no fears but a joy to released
Walking through life to a new path ahead
Engaging to a new hope of rising again….

By: lena
lie
10/9/07


Details | Haiku | |

One Bug

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                                                Soar Blackbird high
                                            Above in Cobalt Blue sky
                                               Play a game of catch


Details | Haiku | |

Nature

Tranquil and serene
Nature is God's handy work
A poets' kingdom.


Details | Monorhyme | |

YELLOW LEAVES and BUTTERFLIES

Falling, flowing, side by side
each in its own deride
nor temperament, nor landing's pride
but grace to weather nature's ride!

They fly together ~ falling's hide,
we notice whether, which and bide
their status sharing ~ air's complied
and colors faring in abide!

A sadness, caring opens wide
the faith of smallness in reside
my larger deeds seem small in stride
this oneness paring my confide!

My trust seems scaring, rent to tried
God's beauty ~ sparing poet's chide!


Details | Haiku | |

Gone With The Wind

A hint of summer
Becoming part of the wind
Marks the season's change


Details | Rhyme | |

Unity

Wander through the forest
Sing out in the rain
Feel the beautiful breeze of wind
And never feel the pain

Love the newborn morning
Caress the gentle night
Know the world in which you live
And you'll see that it's all right.


Details | Verse | |

The Ladybug

I watched a tiny ladybug
At morning's light descending
Upon a flower that it hugged,
A lovely sight,  refreshing!

It  freely moved with balanced ease
The touch of a dancer's grace, 
Laid charm its floral trapeze
...It amazes me always!







Cynthia Buhain Baello
July 27, 2012


Details | Free verse | |

My Free Spirit

I am like a free spirit. My soul twists and tangles like the wind weaving through an endless meadow. It gallops across the never ending memories of my fate. My spirit rumbles strong as thunder rolling in a storm-filled night. It leaps into the air alongside the flopping fish going upstream. And through a rainbow, with its colorful spectrum of dazzling light. My wild spirit bounces off the walls of my imagination. The words scrambling on a page like a sugar rush. My free spirit allows me to transform anything into something beautiful, breathtaking, awe inspiring. I am free.


Details | Haiku | |

On a rocky beach

Near the silent shore
Bright fish break through the surface...
Small waves touch the shore


Details | Ballad | |

A CASTLE SPARROW

The sparrow fixed me
With a quizzical eye
I am sure it knew
All that I thought
As it hopped with glee

I lifted a finger
The sparrow jumped upon it
It chirruped to me
I understood finally
That a bird
Who gives it's heart
Will sing
Merrily

Every day
That castle sparrow
Came to my window
I let it in
Let it play
I loved it so

The way to a sparrows' heart
Is to sit still
Let it come to you
Of its' own free will

A castle sparrow
Flew around the room
Singing
Lifting my spirits, so low
I thought of nothing else
Than to see a tiny bird
Filled with joyous glow

I brought little treats every day
For a castle sparrow
That I love to watch,
sing and play

It fixed me
with a quizzical eye
As if it knew
All of me
My very own sparrow
I loved it too


Details | Couplet | |

You'll Get A Rise Out Of This

The rise of Atlantis
For this I don't want you to miss

Coming of the new world
With Justice dressed as it's girl

An apple from God's slate
Filling the hunger for ones plate

Safe harbor to now call home
Empowered by minds that love to roam





Details | I do not know? | |

Spring Forth Thine Glory

Why have you forsaken us?

O season of bloom, what manner of transformation do you seek?

Your concealing actions, in these cloud swept skies, speaks to deception my Lord.

As your humble servant, I beg of you, to please return to your former constitution.

Which bringeth not only I, but the beasts of burden and all the buzzing creatures, plus the wondrous, soaring birds, swooping in like rabble-rousers to a long lost love!

 Happiness!

Hear our cries, O season of hope, and bring forth your glory, your Manifest Destiny, to bring life and sustenance, to us all.


Details | I do not know? | |

Aurora

Day turns to night
With the flash of a light
The stars in the sky
Are lights in his eyes
Iridescence of the moon
Reflect on the dunes
A rainbow of colors
The sand is smothered
With the blues
The greens
And the reds
A parade of sparks
Making their marks
On the couple below
Watching the glow
As they dance
And prance
In the sand
Of the land
Of the blues
The greens
And the reds


Details | Free verse | |

The Representation of Illumination

 The stories you have heard, sharing a bond between souls and companions.
The dances you have danced, lighting a friendship with every celebration.
The songs you have sung, harmonizing a spirit inside this wondrous land. 
You the ash wood, the catlinite, you the porcupine quills and feathers.
You are the one who betoken the wolves, the lizards, and the black bears.
        	The smoke flows through your stem to my lungs as the wind flows through your feathers. You the ash wood, the porcupine quills and feathers, which elucidate the wolf.
You allow us partake in rituals, which reinforce our beliefs. 
You remind me of the hardships I have gone through, the fight, the struggles.
You emphasize the joy and memories we have had together.
Take me to the content waves on lakes and the moon shining upon them.
Ease my pain, relieve me from my destitution, let me dispatch my ache.
        	Your smoke fills my lungs as I breathe in deeply, then to relax once more
Releasing the translucent swirls to soar in the midst of the starry atmosphere.


Details | Rhyme | |

TRAGEDY IS A SPINNING WHEEL

Tragedy is a spinning wheel
which stops at its own will,
and when it does an earthquake, flood or tsunami strikes
poisoning the pristine environment, wiping out endless lives....
such was the fate of unlucky Japan,
the island off the Asian mainland.


When destruction was everywhere and fear was deep,
people miserably wept searching for survivors through the debris and mud...
feeble voices were occasionally heard from underneath;
how helpless, and frustrated and sad they felt not to be able to pull them out!
Fakushima resembled a graveyard with sprawled corpses,
unfolding the horror of a massive catastrophe before their saddened eyes.  


Let's show our heartfelt sympathy
with a kindness which surpasses all credibility,  
remembering that tragedy is a spinning wheel
never telling where it will stop to make a kill...
and as Japan asks for our help, we should gladly offer it
with open hearts and arms and they will thank us for it.


Details | Imagism | |

Sunset Reverie

Vanilla ice cream clouds float 
in a blue and mauve sky.
Fingers of gold from the setting sun
dance on high.
Off in a distance clouds brightly edged
form a view of splendor.
A mirage of lakes, meadows and woods I see
as the sun paints the evening sky with fervor.
A large orange red ball slips into the sea
without so much as a hiss.
With cup of coffee in hand I stand transfixed
for not a moment do I wish to miss.
Birds wing their way to nearby trees
to find their nights perch.
In the grip of such beauty and grace
I feel a sense of warmth and peace
as if in God's holiest place.
In a distance music drifts and floats by 
on a breeze soft as a sigh.
Now all is at peace as the azure blanket of night
has fully pulled its way across the sky.



This poem is part of a series including A Night of Dreams, An Evening by The Lake, 
On Comes The Night, Days End, and Tiny White Canoe


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I Realize

who is this spiritual soul I see dancing amongst the thorns and nails of a desolate ending
perhaps a chosen man.....one to walk alone in the corruption of the filth laden lies
perhaps an angel passing through to display a true light  , a light of love for each
just perhaps.......


perhaps gives birth to a definite divine................................


I realize...


I........


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The Dance

One little flower
Dances quickly on the wind
at the pathway's edge


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Springs alive

Alone I walk
Amongst the maple 
So strong and weeping 
For so long they lay sleeping 
To awake to spring 
Blissful and singing
To greet bird that are singing                       
This time
And procreate
I elate 
Creatures arouse 
Along the ground and browse 
My senses enlightened 
To the seasons 
Heightened 
And bathe 
It shall upon the forest floor 
When vernal equinox opens its 
Door


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Tranquility in Trees ~Haiku

There is in the trees
A quiet feeling of peace
Sunbeams on my face


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Soar away

Shy cherry blossom Let the breeze take your dreams way Up to the Heavens.


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Flight

I'd like to fly
outside of dreams
I'd take in sights
on gossamer wings

I'd float like a butterfly
to heaven and back
on windswept wings
height I'd not lack

If I could fly like
an eagle soars
I'd venture to places
never seen before

If wings were truly
my form of flight
I'd surely try with
all my might

To go to places 
that are torn 
and spread the word 
of love not war

If I could fly to
places bleak
I'd offer solace to 
all I meet

      IF
   ONLY
       I
   COULD
    FLY...


Details | I do not know? | |

Building the Nest (2005)

You keep me going
The ocean is ice
But that won’t stop me rowing

All I want is the best
Every daily action is pre-thought
So you can settle comfortably in your nest 

The whole world I live in revolves around you
Building your future so bright
This is the least I could do 

For my unborn children 


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To My Mother the Sea.

To sea! To sea!–My Ship to sea! 
From far distance candle lit towers of Spain
to mirage gifted, lifted, isles of peace.
All her treasures, secrets, ghost remain--
as her power and magnificence increase.
Hurricanes sling about her belt, 
ice draped about her poles. 
Every extreme of time, 
space, sight, sound, and depth; 
even more remains unknown.
No flower blooms, its breath un-blown 
to fill a salty misty air--
no Hummingbird backs, bends or bows
she calls to hearts, hearts to hear, 
this sea, this sea forever there.
I pray my soul so feels to care.
When death strikes and quits my hand
give to her my soul to keep, 
plant me not on hard dry land
for in her spirit I can sleep.
If God is father, this sea shall be--
My mother! My mother!
My Ship to sea! 


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Messenger of Change

The scent of autumn

Brought to me by summer winds

Marks the season's change


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Can't Touch This

butterflies despair
wounded and abraded - yet
forges right ahead




Tribute To
Butterflies
Gods Messengers


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To be alive and not lost

I woke up in the morning
Heard the pretty birds singing
How thankful I was
To be alive and not lost
The wind blowing
The leaves rustling
Satisfied I was on my bed
Near the window I laid
The beauty of nature
Beautiful green pasture
Thankful again I was
To be alive and not lost


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Driven

I wandered around for years
in odds and ends
not knowing what to do with myself
unchartered territory just waiting for me
to discover
undecided in which way to go
open road to freedom
impulsive escape driven 
by extremes in nature
erratic in behavior
in the spur of the moment running away
from the mundane routine of existence.

A change of pace from everyday rat race
always in a hurry to get ahead
on the highway of life
searching for a new scenic route
through small towns and quaint little shops
worth exploring along side streets
with windows rolled down
music blasting out loud
enjoying the view of the countryside
a smile on my face feeling free
from the city lights of shades drawn in boredom.


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A World Unknown

Roaming through the woods
Looking around the trees

Stopping for one second
I realize I am free

As I begin to walk again
I hear a faint call

Following the voice
That leads me through the forest

The call gets louder and louder
A shadow gets closer and closer

I reach the shadow which is a girl
Come with me and we will explore the world...


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Glistening Light

Glistening mantras of light 
                            ......shining
         Falling 
                        ........on blankets of fresh snow
Becoming a frozen tundra of  
                                 .......miraculous gems

Nature's plethora of snowflakes sparkle
                                          .....Refracting light 
                     ........forming a shield

How generous is our maker 
                          .......meticulously thorough
Nebulous heaven appears 
                  .......knowingly unseen

Releasing light from shining sun 
                                 ......and moon 

Earth forever full of lights and truth glistening


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Surreal (Reverse Cameo)

Standing
Focusing on the sunset
I’m awed by the beauty of it
Vast colors
In an array of splendor
As nighttime extends
Its arms




Reverse Cameo 2,7,8,3,7,5,2 unrhymed


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Winter Snow

The calming effect
of immaculate colors
warms my frigid heart.


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The Opening of Young Minds

A novel or short story is always more formal
But, here now’s a poem of the paranormal
There are a few theories beyond understanding
Well, as so many say, “Seeing is believing!”

A night as a youngster with friends all around
Telekinesis revealed, for skeptics abound
Doubts set aside, proof right before eyes
No wires, no mirrors; a gift in disguise?

A life-changing event, so simple in stature
Reveals hidden truths around us in nature
Skeptics and doubters would still seek and search
They would pick up the vase and peer at its perch!

In the end there’s only one thing they could think
It’s funny how knowledge can bring one to the brink
Magic is real reckons the newly opened mind
Stringent rules of physics will no longer bind!

It seemed such a wonder there in the night
A mind reeled and a soul gave up the fight
Concepted world to never again be the same
Take it as it comes voted the name of the game!

Do you believe in this story? Not that it matters,
For truth sometimes comes to us on silver platters
How hard must it hit you before you realize
Some mysteries are real, but hidden from our eyes.


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This Morning's Sunrise

 
I saw you in this mornings sunrise
 
I tried to get close to you, but your light was blinding
 
You bear the resemblance of a day that I most remember
 
Shining bright over all in sight~ the month September
 
I can even smell your dew you left as a treat
 
How I wish to lay in it and allow it to cleanse me
 
Cleanse me of the memory, but make me one with you again
 
As if there has been no time in between 
 
Just the frolic of love in the air
 
But it is obvious you dont see me looking
 
Or maybe you do and refuse to shine my way
 
Regardless, I saw you in this mornings sunrise
 
I will again step into it and approach my day.

Kashan Fields©


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Beauty Surrounds

Beauty Surrounds
WLM
Wildncrazy555
June 27, 2011


See the wonders of the world
As they pass to us unfurled
Such an amazing light
Sun shining so bright
Flying on the wing
Hear the birds sing
The grass so green
Such a sight has you ever seen
The lilies in bloom
Orange hue in their flume
I see stars in my head
Of the roses so deeply red
The crate myrtles so pink 
They cause me to blink
Birds sitting in the trees
Catching the cool summer breeze
Dogs continually play
Let them stay and have their way
The fluffy clouds so high
Up, up high in the sky
The trees they sway
In the wind they play
The magnolia blooms
The beautiful pearly white flumes
The scent so pungent
So sweet to the smell
The bees they separate
Jump from flower to flower to pollinate
God’s wonderful earth
Created for our birth
We shall begin again
From now until the end



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The Battle Within

Love and trust the battle within,
One of armor and one of cloth,
Both equal in strength and at a great loss.
Cornered by time to live again,
A moment to go back to where you have been!
The principles of pleasure intrude on a pleasant dream.
Love and trust the battle within shouts its damning scream!
One of armor, one of cloth and both are determined to rise again.

Conflict and pressure begin to adhere to this occasion.
One second to catch your thoughts of stop, go, or yield?
Beset by these restless conflicts your need to release introduces itself.
Provoked to endure a graceful truce the weak one falls to submission.
Love and trust the battle within proclaims the very same guild.
One of armor, one of cloth, and both equal with great strength in this world that we build


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my favourite path

i see it before me 
i have not stepped towards, nor walked along its direction 
it is clearly there for me to do so 
the decision 
can stray left or right of the way I go 
and all I know 
is that it starts 
before me


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Have You Ever

Have you ever stopped

Just to smile?
Have you ever seen anything
As picture perfect 
As a Thomas Kinkade painting
Or a Robert Frost poem?
Have you ever just
Taken a moment 
To not let it out,
But just let it go?
Have you ever stepped forward
To understand what others haven't?
Have you ever taken a step back
To let others catch up?
Have you ever been thought of 
As inspirational
For just being thoughtful?
Have you ever been inspired 
By that special song?
Have you ever considered 
That you have saved a life
Just by living?
Have you ever cried 
Because the love of one person 
Could be so beautiful?
Have you ever
Taken the time 
To just...

Smile?


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My Love, Rene

Your skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms perfect as the black rose in the purest hope of 
spring.
My yearning heart rises to your calming voice and leaps like a cat at the whisper of your 
name, Rene.
The evening ascends in on a great raven wing.
I am calmed by your touch that I carry into the twilight of parkbeams and hold next to my 
heart. 
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of loneliness. 
As my love falls from my mind, it reminds me of your beauty. 
In the hushed, I listen for the last laugh of the spring.
My heated soul leaps to my heart. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret passion so 
that we may kiss as one, soul to soul, in search of the glorious peace filled and spiritual 
forest of love.


Details | Senryu | |

Do The Rumba

down by the sea shore -
silhouette conjoinment dance -
under cloud's cluster


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Surreal (Reverse Cameo)

Standing
Focusing on the sunset
I’m awed by the beauty of it
Vast colors
In an array of splendor
As nighttime extends
Its arms


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Mountain Games



Mountains peeking out
playing hide and seek with me
Fog keeps them hidden


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Old Man Winter

WINTER'S foilage -
blankets trees and grassy knolls -
water runs admist


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Grateful

centipede crawling --
it's many legs on the move --
still can't outrun me.

lone wolf howling is
a reminder to treasure
the friendships i have.

fireflies:  beacons
of the night that help to guide
the lost soul towards home.


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Seed Of Love

Tiny seeds germinate
Fresh roots sprout
New life is born!
The weeds come for free
As every beautiful rose
Has it's thorns!
Growing tall, against all odds
Growing towards the light
Laying our roots deep
Staying strong, yet flexible
We are a tree of life
Or the seed in the ground
We are 'one' of the same!


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Midday Graze

In the cool midday
By the garden fence, deer graze
...alone and at peace


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Boy Is It Cloudy

a cotpit viewing
altitude eight hundred feet
cloud coverage below





Tribute To Flying High LOL


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Pretty Little Singing Bird

Pretty little singing bird
Pretty as can be!
Singing, the sweetest melody
Serenading me
Pretty little singing bird
You make my heart sing!
Pretty little singing bird
Will you be my friend?
With my love of writing 
And your sweetest songs
We can make the world
A beautiful place
With our own personal, unique style
Pretty little singing bird
Don’t fly away!
Did I scare you?
Won’t you stay?
Be sure to tell your animal friends
To come visit me soon!
I love you
Pretty little singing bird
You are, my sweetest friend!


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Aura

Beautiful spring flowers  
Singing softly in the wind
Shouting with color so vibrant
Revealing shades of yellow 
Eggplant purple and orange
A reflection of Our Creator
Who invented their aura


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EXISTENCE

All that does encompass bespeaks wonder in everything
bubbling brooks and waterfalls does your glory ring
terrestrial and celestial ever fill our eyes with seeing
how can not it's splendor not fill our very being
 
raindrops in waters with their rippling wake
and mesmerize our souls does the rushing make
gentle breezes lifting dappled leaves in dance
and some say it all came about by chance
 
How does this effusion elude a single man
when everywhere one turns it's radiance does stand
Nebula and quasar adorns a cloaking sky
and some choose to call the truth a lie
 
How lofty and profound in it's depth designed
everywhere one turns does God's eminence remind
lavender and magenta do our roses wear
magnificent in color in tended gardens care
 
In florescent rainbows are a peacocks feathers
multi patterned flowers among the blooming heathers
many hues of blue stretch across the sky
changing shades of azure of the seas close by
 
In Africa's dense jungle ring tailed lemurs leap
Asia's tarsier in the day does sleep
the giant and red panda in bamboo forests eat
meerkats make their manor underground to keep
 
Springbok and Okapi migrate within the land
camels and dromedary travel in the sand
kingfishers underwater dives yet he cannot swim
the hoopoe within Europe summers on a limb
 
Golden plovers and sandpipers do the beaches run
in every nation some great cat naps beneath the sun
the ruby topaz hummingbird and bird of paradise
the chameleon changes turf and puts on his disguise
 
Through filtered teeth of whales krill don't stand a chance
and so many speculate it's all just circumstance
At the poles do penguins nest upon the ice
beneath the oceans surface unnamed fish do slice
 
Everywhere in universe within it's laws do move
meticulous and intricate does creation prove
change the axis of the earth and life would not exist
no missing links have been found and yet the lie persist
 
The precision of it's interface keeps universe intact
so cohesive is the pattern in every little fact
why is mans reason out of line with the universe
turned his mind away from God just before the curse
 
To his change the animals haven't been unblind
fear of man and his hand knowing he's not kind
mankind lost respect for law and for himself
focus is on surface and not aware of Satan's stealth
 
Melodious is the speech of birds outside of our homes
the cacophony of nature with it's many tones
explosive is the energy if the atoms split
the power to enclose it will so few admit
 
Mankind's exploration isn't nearly done
infinity a subject for learning yet to come
we've barely scratched the surface of mathematics sum
to it's fascination have so many become numb
 
To winds and tides of doctrines do so many move
who will ask the questions and arguments so prove
the laws that governs universe are so well defined
but the souls that live on earth are of double mind
 
God has stretched the heavens with a movement of his hand
futility against his knowledge cannot a man to stand
wisdom she does cry and her voice puts forth
to examine natural things and upon your course
 
Listen not to instruction upon whose path you err
take away it will the life you hope to share
Life itself is precious do not you throw away
if you follow fallen man away from life you'll stray
 
The cry of the cricket do you understand
there is speech in everything that lives within the land
do you think a crocodile you will ever tame
and things undiscovered we have yet to name
 
How little understanding exists within man's mind
to exult himself against God's knowledge is he blind
before Jah's understanding mankind's is so weak
why from another man should you your answers seek
 
Bow your will before him lift your voice in praise
take in his instruction if want you length of days
Consider what you are and what you may become
in beginning were created just like God's own Son
 
sources Psalms and Proverbs and Ecclesiastes
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 Duboff Law Group LLC


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A Blind Blessing

A Blind Blessing
A beggar, walking blind one day
Stumbled across a stream
He curled his fists in anger and cried
“How could God be so mean?”

“He made these wonderful waters here,
and the grass, so soft and green.
These wonders are those that I cannot see.
How could God be so mean?”

“He gave me no eyes to see the trees 
That grow so tall and lean
So if he made this beauty here,
How could God be so mean?”

“Tis I who most enjoys his works,
I love every single thing.
But I’ve not the power to see them.
How could God be so mean?”

And as he sat and pondered this
A voice came to his ear
“Son, these are the gifts I’ve given thee,
to feel, to smell, to hear.”

“Thou love this earth much more than some,
Those whose eyes just pass it by.
I’ve given thee the gift to see
Within thine inner eye.”




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Eight

the beatitudes dwell amongst the meek
I am the number of justice and fullness
if I am divided I am still equal 
strong and pure I have proven longevity 
I am poor in spirit, so that I might gain
divided twice I am still strength an cannot be changed
I am pure
I am merciful
I am of the infinite
and I rest within persecution 
I am Eight


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No Matter What Happens

As I travel through this torn valley
I look around then I drop to my knees
Graping the blade that guides my me
I will always fight knowing that I can be happy
Cutting through the sorrow and torment
Until this moment I have wasted the time spent
Focusing on my future
Thinking of my past
As long as there is something worth fighting for
My bad memories leave me fast
I will never give up nor will I back away
Not at night, not at day
I will always have a purpose
No matter what happens...


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Midnight Hoot

The big, silver moon
Seems to brush against the trees
An old hoot owl calls!


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Waiting for the Time

Hanging on for dear life wind blowing him too and fro,
Already changed colors but not wanting to let go.

The time is right the season is here,
The time to let go and try again next year.

But this time something is different, this time something is wrong,
Something doesn’t feel right, something doesn’t belong.

He knows the time is right that it should happen now,
But something deep inside him keeps him from falling to the ground.

He doesn’t understand it, it doesn’t make since,
This is the way it should be it hasn’t changed one bit.

Then all of a sudden deep inside him, he feels the time is right,
He doesn’t want to miss it for the sake of his life.

He finally does it and just let’s go,
The wind begins to take him and carry him with the flow.

Back and forth, up and down,
Around this and around that now heading for the ground.

“This is your stop this is where it ends,”
The wind tells the leaf as he smiles and then grins.

By: Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 03/04/2009


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Oceans Breathe, Walk with me.

The moon awakens before us in all its majestic glory
casting a sombre light  along the mountain face, as the
gift it gives twinkles off water.
Delicately cascading down a beautiful waterfall.
Glistening along gentle swirls of the sea,
and culminating in the crashing waves that caress
sand and leave wonders of natural bubble and foam.


How
    Could
                It
                   be?


You and me in this mystical place.


How
        did 
                you 
                        Get
                                Inside
                                            My
                                                 Head?
                                    
                                              And
                                              Know
                                              This
                                              Was
                                              My
                                              dream? 


My lover
My friend, Shall we stroll
along the shoreline?
Or maybe take a sunset dip?

We head into cool waters with the moon peeking through the clouds above us.
The crisp night air sends a chill through me.
So you bring me to your arms and embrace.
As always you hold me close and let me feel your love.

And we keep looking…………………..


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A DROP OF SUNSET GOLD

The day slowing 
Sky turning 
Sun burning 
Dusk showing 

Immense red sky 
The end is nigh 
Red sky 
Let it lie 

Dusk time 
Red sky sublime 
The quiet flowing 
The day slowing 

A drop of sunset gold, 
carried by immense red sky 
The earth arranges 
These colour changes 

Sunset glowing 
The day....... 
slowing 
Deepening colour play 
Dusk showing 

A drop of sunset gold, 
going down 
Red and gold flame 
The colours drown 
The night...........came 


Details | Haiku | |

Water Age Haiku

     Water Age Haiku

Smooth rounded rocks hold
In deep water, age slows, forms
Birds follow ripples

                                     8/21/13 Haiku On Enlightenment contest


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There's No Place Like Home

the great sand bubbler
watches incoming ribbed tide
from burrows back home


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Untill Daybreak Do Us Apart

The stars!
So light!
So bright!
Oh, how it paints the night!

The moon!
So round!
So sound!
For it glows this life i've found!

This Night!
So dark!
So marked,
Upon my newly found heart.

To wish night could restart,
Untill daybreak do us apart.


Details | Free verse | |

Everyone's Gone

Everyone's gone...
There's no one to look up to...not one...
Not one will be kind enough
To look down and attempt to help me...

Everyone's gone...
I'm beneath the debris
There's no one there to save me...
I'm left to my own misery 

Everyone's gone...
I guess I'll find my way out of this maze
Without any clues
I'm waiting for relief to dawn upon me

Everyone's gone
I'm dealing with so much trauma 
I'm watching for any signs of support...
Hear my echoes of pain...
It drives me insane...
Catch me before I fall off the cliff...

Everyone's gone
I'm all skin and bones
I'm trapped like a hunted animal
The predator took a bite into me...
Don't just watch me suffer...
Deserted in this lonesome state

Everyone's gone
I'm kicked around like a soccer ball 
Hear me as I call...
Help me to stand tall

Help me... 
Reach up to the sky
To feel the coolness seep through me
Help me...
To be inspired to write more uplifting songs
Help me think more positively - help me wave g'bye
Help me...
Forgive me for all of my wrongs...

Everyone's gone
I'm a screwed-up building
I need you to be my backbone 
Straighten me up...help me to be stiff like a soldier
About to enter another horrifying war
Support me today...
And stick with me tomorrow!

I want to let go of the past memories...
Scaring away my happy moments and delights 
I want to smear away the blasphemies…
Obliterating my blissful days and nights

Everyone's gone...
There's no one to depend on...not one...
Not one will be brave enough
To look down and attempt to help me...

Everyone's gone...
I'm beneath the city
There's no one to show me the jolly sun...
I'm left to my own misery 

Everyone's gone...
Fine… I'll find a way to get out of this nightmare 
Without any clues
I'm waiting for relief to give me strength instead of fear 


Details | Lyric | |

Believing in You

To learn from the needy,
To care for the strong,
To reach for the heavens,
Where we all belong.

To climb every mountain,
Atop every hill,
To find out my purpose,
The good Father's will.

To fly like an angel,
From pond to lakeshore,
To venture the valleys,
Seen never before.

To swim through the  waters,
Of sparkling streams,
To soar through the vast clouds,
Of peace and of dreams.

To travel off Earth,
To a place quite unknown,
To witness my eyes,
Where the birds have not flown.

A place that is fruitful,
WIth flowers and trees,
With fresh air and water,
A song in the breeze.

And last but not least,
With my kind, loving friends,
A pastime, a party,
Where peace never ends.

To make all this happen,
Seems like such a chore,
But that what beliefs, and our dreams
Were made for.


Details | Lyric | |

Inspiration

Inspiring is the lion’s roar Inspiring is the sea. They strengthen all the courage That lives inside of me. Inspiring is the wind As it tosses about the trees, And inspiring is the humming Of the little bumblebees. Inspiring is the eagle As it soars above the sun, And inspiring is the man Who will never use his gun. Inspiring is the dolphin As it dances in the waves, And inspiring is the swan With the graceful way it bathes. Inspiring are the people Who embrace the warmth of love, And inspiring is the poet Who rhymes for those above. Inspiring are those who shun The violent plague of war And inspiring is the soldier And those he does fight for. Inspiring is the courage That lives inside of me, And inspiring is the unity That comes from the word “we”.


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Sunflower Delight

Racing with yellow
Flowers high above my head
I am delighted.


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Twisted

You were born to be a filigreed crown
to soar like the swift      never touch ground
but they gave you labels   suiting their thought
words sharpened like knives    in which you were caught
 
Spoken words in unisons                    cacophony
untouchable     not decent      not fit for family
oh the old wounds                and their residual pain
I just want to           see you soaring again
 
The others hated you         without any word
their actions spoke louder         than expressions heard
unworthy to speak to           or even be seen
to be hidden from others     aspersions as mean
 
How on earth    could you possibly shine
when you felt their ridicule    locked forever in time
I watched you dry up       before my own eyes
in the heat of the ire              the flame of despised 
 
Like an animal branded           wearing its mark
cast out like our Lord         flung from the park
on rocks were you broken         too limp to hold
to crawl and to cower          where reception is cold
 
The unthinking know not        the powers of word
wrestle not with ideas       conceptions they've learned
who never consider     that our mouths are the flame
that torture the sensitive       stab them with pain
 
How long does it take       for a heart to die
too scarred to ask questions           or the wondering why
a planet of suffering    the agony of breath
like those barely living          and too slow is death
 
Where you can hold stars           and dance in the day
to sing of life's joy     partake in its sway
be moved by its chords           like crescendo of song
to be not cast down     like everything's wrong
 
The scar like a keloid      to thick to peel
weather beaten hard         shielded like steel
Walls like a fortress     the place you reside
away from misfortune         the dark place you hide
 
Listen my Love      my words are for you
I know where you shine       I've seen them accrue
If I thoughtless hurt you   please let me know
I'm only a student         molded like dough
 
Break out beloved     create something new
polish your character           bid cruelty adieu
set your sights high      seek always insight
let love be your leader     in words that delight
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
Via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Upside Down, Right Side Up

When lying upside down I see the whole world hanging on a silver cloud

Stare at it long enough it begins to become right side up

Roots grow towards greater heights with no end to their soaring flights

They reach for the stars interlocking with earths loving arms

Making a perfect way to lead us to life’s golden gate

Opening our souls pouring wisdom into our minds’ empty holes

Rekindling us once again to be one with the universe, moon, and sun


Details | Rhyme | |

From a Cobalt Blue Sky

Evening snow falls silently
from a cobalt blue sky-
floating, glistening like diamonds
attracting one's eye.
Full moon lights up
snow's free falling way
with not so very many words
for anyone to say.
And so goes the evening
of ice coated weekends
delighting old and young children
and forever dreamy eyed friends.


Details | Rhyme | |

Storms

            Storms

While standing alone along the cliff about my home
Waves stripping rocks to their bare black bones
Rocking nature to the core
Lifting winds along the way and much more
Fascination struck me with the power that it owns
Swirling everything that could be known or blown
Clinging to a nearby tree 
Storms racing with me and my heart with every beat
The ocean also wishes to claim a part of me
Nature gives permission to do such things
Vivid majesty, wondrous waves, lifted by the storm
Punctuated by the Lightening at my feet
Tumultuous undercurrents of nature at its best
It takes my breath and then it takes a rest

                                                            6/26/14 Storms contest
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Ebb and Flow

Our inner secrets
Remain hidden behind fog
We show facets of ourselves
Like diamond ice crystals
Trickling streams of our souls
Dripping from cracked dam walls
We walk through crowds
Burying the inner turmoil
Of our white water souls
Behind hollow smiles
Our emotions heavy like mist
On a black-water lake

Looking up for inspiration
On fluffy white clouds
The warm summer rain
Droplets become a prism
Forming rainbows
The colors sprayed
Throughout the sky
A projected picture of hope
Washing away the darkness

We hope that someone
Would find our
Message in a bottle
Or read between the lines
Of that ripple
The waves radiating out
Like barriers to our strife
Why do we lose ourselves
in this ocean called life?


Details | Free verse | |

Look out your window

look Out your window. 
By Ian Van D. Chandler

We all look for infinities,
In this artichoke world. 

	Above mistaken me.
	There are pleasant humming bees.
       settled to watch so far up, 
		yet, I’m here. Just away. 

we had walked between the gardens,
	finding a following foot print,
to where we’d been.
Though here I go. 
At the waves, I looked both ways,
	
these nowheres, leave everyone alone. 

Look and see, as I stand here with my chisel.

I swim for the largest tide, floating to the deepest hole.
But reminded of all the scars,
every itch,
all the splinters,
etched on all driftwood. 

in the walls, I know they’re always there. 
	
Losing what I’d known, stepping on every flower.

	It’s losing the child in the rustic play ground,
		to the crying for the bark. When you run away,
when the grass welds to the shaking hand,
for a moment every bugs’ awake,
think for the tree branch, that sheltered you in the rain. 

Utter to scratches on the glass. Smudging over my only clouds.

between the forth, so passed gone, together I’ll be,
so follow me gone. 
	
         The letters where, no matter what I’d be:
		A sketched boy,
		the erasing man,
			together apart, left for more. 
There oh’ there. 
Beyond the sill, 

is


Details | Free verse | |

Moe's Dream

Once upon a time,
A thousand years ago,
There lived a friendly crab
By the name of Moe

You, see Moe wished to be
A bird so he could fly up high
He flapped his arms all day
But please don’t ask me why

Everyone told him it would never happen
But Moe had hope
He practiced everyday
And when he couldn’t, he would never mope

Moe grew very old
And suddenly he died
Many creatures were at his funeral
Everyone there cried

But little did they know,
Moe’s dream was coming true
He was up in heaven
And there, in heaven, he flew


Details | Rhyme | |

Show of Splendor

Sitting on a riverbank 
minding its own business 
looking very pretty in its summer dress of symmetry 
Catching my eye with its golden petalled blossom 
Nodding very happily among the coronopus 
Putting on a show of splendor just for me 
How can I not love this simple gesture 
God in his wisdom great and fearful 
Created this perfect little plant to make the world more joyful


Details | Rhyme | |

Strive to Overcome

God only puts us in situations that we can handle
Sometimes we just gotta man up
Instead of trying to dismantle
Cause then we get fed up
He loves his children and gives them great favor, but he also gives us different challenges to overcome
Inorder to get courage which only makes us braver
Always remember who your father is and where you come from
You know who you are but he knows too
And together as a team you will make it through 
So when things get rough
Just seek the lord Jesus 
And remain tough
Because he will give us everything we need
There is no need people
To be full of greed


Details | Ballad | |

Mallee Rain

A twisting whirly musters
Hard baked leaves and bark,
There’s another red sunset
Just before it’s dark.
The wilting wattles weep,
And plea ‘I can’t live on!’
The strong keep fighting drought,
The weak, soon dead and gone.

Wheat fields and their bounty,
Wither in the sun to die,
Red dust leaves forever,
Adding color to the sky.
A man who’s living heartache,
Is this economic pain.
Prays to the Lord and waits,
Then he can smell the rain.

An inch falls in the Mallee,
The Mallee don’t need much
To fill the pans and lowlands,
That yearns to feel the touch.
In the days that follow,
Hunger turns to green.
An inch here in the Mallee,
Enhances every scene.

Lightning dances in the sky
To the beat of thunders drum,
Heartbreak storm passes on,
The follow up don’t come.
But drifting from the west,
Clouds hide the sun away,
Land is cast with shadow,
The sky turns steely gray.

And rain falls in the Mallee,
The Mallee don’t need much
To fill the pans and lowlands,
That yearns to feel its touch.
In the days that follow,
Hunger turns to green.
Rain here in the Mallee,
Enhances every scene.


Details | Acrostic | |

Wonder - Double Acrostic

W hat fascinating thoughts to knoW
O ccupy its duckling mind sO
N otice how its focus is takeN
D iscovering the plane flying, anD
E xpressing in its eyes awE
R ealizing,  a bigger bird can soaR.


All rights reserved ~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~08.11.13


Details | Haiku | |

Chance

A dangerous bear
Slips off into the shadows
Unsure of its path


Details | Haiku | |

Waiting for Cover

Winter’s leafless tree
Is larger than it appears
Waiting for darkness


Details | Verse | |

Harmony

Oh beloved dear one , sing to me your song
its caress to rest     my ears to fall thereon
the tenor of its soothing     balm unto my heart
from its intonation           wish never I to part
 
Break the mold beloved           to the high exalt
sing about true justice        compared to mans default
take true aim with words              designations mark
lift them from their misery      with the divine spark
 
Your skill of composition           compliments of sound
where breathes a truth       in stories  made renown 
highlight their intentions      for the cause you wish effect
pointed the veracity     that leads to circumspect
 
Take elements of history         a tale told in note
outline in detail         its morality in wrote
expressed is your ability          the mind to mesmerize
where realities of men's      behavior brought to size
 
Accompany with melody     instruments design
harmonize those tones            and tales ultimately fine
your songs can lead          one to the right conclusions
break the chords       wrapped with mankind's illusions
 
Oh beloved Bard      your ballad sets me a sail
a chronicle of joy         or those that we bewail
from you shall I never           turn away my ear
its narration and aria           brings recitals near
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
Via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

Climbing the Mountain

In crisp mountain air climb to the summit reach for raging wind where earth and sky meet clouds and stars collide envision splendor dance with the sun soar with eagles leave your despair down at her feet heaven waits one step, then another believe achieve dream


Details | Sonnet | |

Minnesota Nice

The great upper mid west
Minnesota put to the test
Ten thousand lakes and streams
Reality for many who like to dream


From Itasca state park
To the Louisiaina's wooden bark
The mighty Mississippi flows
Gently down the outcrop she goes


Crime rates are always's on the rise
But really does it come as such a surprise
Everyone seems to like to hug
Except when its a mosquito bug


So many call us Minnesota Nice
But some still say were Cold as Ice




Details | Haiku | |

Tulips (Pair of Haikus)

tangerine blossom
bursting with vitality
hue glows resplendent

Breathtaking beauty
dew kisses petals softly
Captivating awe 


Details | Haiku | |

Pit Stop

As snow is falling
An owl lands in the pine tree
As the evening fades


Details | Cinqku | |

I'm Looking For Something {Cinqku}

eagles
encircle
snow-capped mountains
in search of other
eagles




Tribute To 
The Bald Eagle

Also Entry For 
Brian Strand's 
A Rondel Contest


Details | Narrative | |

Living on the Edge

“Wow, life”! 

Always in the proper order organized and determined to stay intact.
Step by step rules with regulations and all judged with such strict order.
And all of this is what’s focused on me?
My, My! What a revelation in front of me a definite soul searching moment indeed.
Walking the plank I can see death before my eyes and visions with just way too many lacks.
I step further in to grasp this concept presented so directly in front of me.
Ha! A life with nothing but clearly lots of undistinguished metaphors!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but it encourages the will in me to succeed!

“Life”! 

Ruled by the throne of ethical, morals, and values,
Condensed all into one challenging the best of my integrity!
Step by step an opinion is drawn or the matter disregarded at hand, 
And all of this challenged by me!
My, My! What visions are in front of me a time to expect the unexpected my constant need! 
Playing Russian roulette with a loaded gun, firm and adamant I maintain all of my dignity.
Pushing further for results to stimulate an aura I capture a much higher demand!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but it examines these laws that strive so hard to be!

“Wow, life”! 

Expectations meant for perfection encourage the best of me over and over again.
Step by step blueprints are calculated, analyzed and specified by the finest details.
And all of this is what’s focused on me?
My, My! What examples are set before me a moment to test my own integrity!
Sink or swim? A desperate moment I recognize and exemplify as purely sublime.
Getting closer and closer to the seed itself the core is mine to unravel and reveal!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but it’s argumentative from all that I can see.

“Life”! 

A yes or a no, but never a maybe and all before my time so it seems!
Step by step a path has been laid before me all engraved in gold or stone.
Most definitely a challenge for my authenticity!
My, my what a grip on me, a chance to acknowledge what it is that I believe?
Suffocated by these laws that be, I’m caught in the rapture of my finest dreams.
I step further in to grasp the concept presented so proudly before me,
A challenge I care to defy on the Royal Throne!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but I know what I believe and I truly believe in what’s in the best of me,
And that my friend is strictly my authenticity!


Details | Romanticism | |

Romantic Interlude

Touch me with your words
singing a sweet melody
from my heart.

Hold me in an embrace of passion
keeping me close from the start.

Sharing your feelings of love
smiling from the inside.

Dancing slivers of light
illuminating the depths
of one's own desires.

Thunder of a shattering climax
soaked to the soul.


Details | Free verse | |

poetry

poetry is love
like a summer rain watering my soul
in a dry land
making metaphors grow and caress the mountaintops with laughter
inner beauty coming to light on the printed page
lighting the dark places of my life with revelation
changing rhythms with peaks of distinction
carrying away all of my worries
one word at a time…

(c) 2011 PoetryofMotion!
All Rights Reserved




Details | Narrative | |

Final Fantasy

Follow me and I will follow you only to sacrifice and pledge my soul.
Now known only as one!
Soaring in the winds with rapid inspirations exploding one by one,
It is your final fantasy to live again!
Victim of suicide revealed by fate and conquered by the depths of love,
Life of life has just begun!
The warmest touch begs respect for the quality found deep within.
It is your final fantasy to finally begin!
Encouraged by beliefs to uphold the strength of one’s destiny,
Yet, embraced with one final and endless thought!
A kiss of pleasure obscures the kiss goodbye,
Accompanied with its warmth to pleasure your need!
It is your final fantasy to bow down for these borrows and trade.
Subtle with perfection you are as pure as a white dove.
Your desire is to never ever get lost with what you’ve caught.
Insensitive delights begin to dwell from deep within,
You burn and ache for a place to finalize where it is that you belong.
It is your final fantasy to conquer these steps in which you alone have made.
Sacrifice those objectives captured and held in your time!
Acknowledge your very own self with the quality known only by the depths inside of you!
Fly away with me, but only for a moment.
Embrace only that which enlightens the moment seized!
It is your final fantasy to touch and feel everything that you never knew.
Life is our mystery, yet we uphold its true value with our righteous dignity.
Harvest your life moment by moment,
Make it your very own prey for the little ones who never knew.
Gather the sensations and absorb life as you breathe in your every breath of air.
It is your final fantasy to indulge with the intrigued and explore all of these parts inside of 
you!
Release yourself from the depths of love and find what it is that you truly seek.
Life of life has finally just begun!
Looking up and looking down but never looking all of the way around,
The loss of control is the loss that you will gain!
It is your final fantasy to whisper in the dark and to cry in plain sight.
Open minds with open hearts capture the true essence, for they completely belong!
Spirits fly and soar through life with so much energy powered with intensity’s strength.
They find the treasures you’ve always sought but have never found.
Your final fantasy is to escape your darkness and to find yourself inside of this beaming ray of 
light!
 
 


Details | Free verse | |

Nature

Feel the wind blowing around
The warmth of the sun on you
Rain beating down your skin
The snow freezing you out
Enjoy nature to the fullest
It’s all we have


Details | Haiku | |

Sparkling Pond

Cranes wade in the mud...
Bright fish break through the surface...
Water smooth as glass


Details | Shape | |

I Dreamed a Dream Last Night

I dreamed a dream last night
Of flowers colored vivid bright
Of forests dappled rays of light
Of blue birds singing while in flight

I dreamed of whispers on the breeze
Singing gently through the trees
Of busy humming bumble bees
Winging by with wondrous ease

I dreamed of peace upon this earth
Of joy and laughter and much mirth
Of happy mothers giving birth
And others who proclaim their worth

I dreamed of oceans deep and wide
Of ebb and flow of changing tide
And how the froth on billows ride
And angels standing at my side

My slumber now has given flight
As I awake with great delight
Knowing that the world is right
Because I dreamed a dream last night


Details | Free verse | |

Mousehole

Shifting focus from farm to stars
the drifting night begins
where listless day turns to mist.
Beyond the harbour bar
boats put out to sea.

By dawn the salty breeze 
is flecked with foam
it peppers the Postie 
as he makes his way
around the quay.
He stops to watch 
the fishing boats 
ploughing home
through  pearly sea.

And dreaming 
of what the day might bring
sleepy couples, yawning,
pad downstairs. 
In chorus all the kettles sing 
above the morning news 
of stocks and shares.
And thirstily, 
a hundred cups of tea
are raised to lips 
simultaneously.


Details | Free verse | |

To live without you

To live without

YOU

Is to live without

A sunrise

A sunset

A star filled sky

And music

That lifts the soul

In worship


To live without you

Is to live without

Sensational life

Eyes that see - Ears that hear

The tongue that speaks and tastes

The hand that holds-that touches

A heart that feels-that knows

A mind that can comprehend

The beauty of life- in all its fullness


To live without YOU

Is to live without LOVE

YOU make everything beautiful in my soul

Thank YOU GOD

For without YOU I am nothing

And could not perceive anything good


YOU are the inspiration for every love song

The inspiration for every sacred word written

In fact for all of creation - I can only be in AWE

I overflow like a cup filled and pouring over

With the wonder Of YOU


© Brenda V Northeast - 1st of May 2011






Details | Haiku | |

Good Day

A bright yellow rose
Nods in the delicate breeze
as the bees fly by


Details | Free verse | |

Primrose Blossom

A sapling restrained from its dirt prison
Wanting to sail across the vast seas
Yearning for liberation

Rain brew in the mighty sky
The little sapling endured valiantly
The sporadic growth of the sapling now on tie

Tempest devoured by the radiant sun
Absorbing nutrients from the sun’s jubilance
The days till maturity became none

The petals of the primrose began to blossom
A majestic scent pervaded the boundless air
The options veered from lean to awesome

Spain, Germany, Belgium, and France
Foreign mountains, towers, and customs
Now in sight from the blossom dance


Details | Haiku | |

Unforeseen Miracles

Miracles emerge when there’s an unexpected, spooky moment
When you pursue them,
Good luck doesn't sprout up, so don’t expect them to grow abundant 


Details | Idyll (Idyl) | |

Halcyon

Sunset
a living sketch
colours curled together like smoke
in shades gold and plum
oblivious inspiration
to my humbled brush


Details | Rhyme | |

A Love For Each Other

Alone in the world is my biggest fear
Being alone makes me shed a tear
She came out of nowhere and helped me see
That her and I being together is meant to be
I have fallen for this girl mind,heart, and soul
Her and I together makes me feel whole
I love her and I know she loves me in return
Our passion makes the flame of love burn
I hold her in my arms and refuse to let go
We both smile because we didn't know
A love that burns deep without it ever dying
We both are happy together and our passion continues flying.


Details | Rhyme | |

O my Bangladesh of Gold - National Anthem of Bangladesh - Original By Rabindranath Tagore

O my mom!
O my Bangladesh!
O my Bangladesh of Gold!
I love you mom I love you.

O my mom! Your sky and your air
Attract me like a flute-player!
O my mom!
O my Bangladesh!
O my Bangladesh of Gold!
I love you mom I love you.

O my mom!
In spring in mango gardens
I have smelt holy fragrance!
O my mom!
O my Bangladesh!
O my Bangladesh of Gold!
I love you mom I love you.

O my mom!
What have I seen in autumn?
Fields full of crops so handsome!
O my mom!
O my Bangladesh!
O my Bangladesh of Gold!
I love you mom I love you.

O the beauty and the shadow
Where my affection and love grow
Under the banyan trees and
On the shores of rivers that flow!

O my mom!
Your words are sweetest to me!
If you look pale and gloomy:
I shed tears in sympathy.
O my mom!
O my Bangladesh!
O my Bangladesh of Gold!
I love you mom I love you.


Details | Ballade | |

Fall Into Nature's wonders

Walking to a path of red leaf trees,
while having the sun light shines right above me,
sitting in a boat riding down the stream,
an the wind blowing orange and yellow leaves circling around me,
swirling in it like having a daydream.

Everything so bright an yet so clear,
enjoying a day,
with no complaints,
no worries,
no nightmares or fears.
Standing by a lake at night,
watching two swans,
bringing out their wings together
as beautiful as the full moon at midnight.

the swans stared dancing on the lake,
with such passion,
like two lovers holding each other with such grace.
In the end, they start putting their beaks together like a bond,
revealing their symbol of love,
showing me the size of their heart,
a heart so big you can't tear apart.

going back to sleep,
sleeping upon a day that was beyond belief,
and it all started on the first day of Fall,
a season that represent change,
on a day of trees of red leaves
recognize nature's beauty
recognize it all.



Details | Sonnet | |

Letting Go

It is the hardest lesson I ever had to learn.
Emptying myself to breathe my own air,
I went through life with nothing to spare.
My place had been set and was hard to earn.
 
In my heart it was for you I yearn.
Times were rough and never fair.
All along only I came to really care.
In my soul this began a fire to burn.
 
You let me down,
Broke my heart,
Made me frown,
Ripped me apart,
 
Shattered into a million zillion pieces,
I’m letting go of my lifetime of leases.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Quatrain | |

SPRING

                                                             SPRING

Spring has a color all her own,
She's no particular hue.
She comes in many happy shades,
In a variety of hues.

Waking slowly from Winter's sleep,
She twinkles in melting snow.
Stretching her fingers toward the sun,
She welcomes the warmth and glows.

She dances merrily in golden rays,
She sparkles on the water.
She glistens in the morning dew,
All Nature is her altar;

Where she offers happily,
A rainbow of glorious color,
Singing sweetly through the wood,
Joined by her sisters and brothers;

The new born creatures living there,
Come out to have first look,
At all the colors of the world,
The trees, the sky, the brook.

What color best describes this nymph?
What shade is she, what hue?
What shade indeed, I cannot say,
What color, say, is "New"?
                                                  Judy Ball

For contest Color My World  by Nette Onclaud


Details | Free verse | |

Six o'clock, Friday afternoon, Karen Beam Memorial Garden

While I lie on this stone wall
hand almost too weary to write
I can see tiny ants scurrying about on the pavement
curious mobile sesame seeds exploring an empty bottle
and the last few of the lonely afterschool crowd
shuffle into cars and drive away
here I sit, alone in my pondering
the wind and rustle in the trees
speaking to me and me only.

Upon this ground I have tread many times
many times have I, too, shuffled past nature with nary a thought
but today my senses are sharpened somehow through exhaustion and lack of 
sleep
and the grounds speak to me with a voice and a soul
that no man could possess.

Weakness has made me aware of nature’s 
awesome power. Sugar ants
crawl all over my leg and I pay no mind. For
the air smells and tastes green as the spider grass,
and the forest canopy shields my
fair skin from the sun.

Some people spend their whole lives looking for peace.
I have found peace here
no siren can rival the chirping of the birds
no bitter taste can wash away this sweetness
and all my pain is but a leaf carried away on the breeze.


Details | Rhyme | |

Currents

Sunrise across the river, laughter going through my head, 
I don't know what become of you, just a laugh away from, 
Some of the things you said. I can hear the river roar. 
Rocky mountain river, saw through a vocal score. 
Late mournings hours with only the days heat to gain, 
Watching, listening to Mother Earth play her games. 
Seeing the day before me, remembering you this way, 
Calms my upset unsettled thoughts that started my day.


Details | Free verse | |

Feather In The Wind

Feather in the wind
Gracefully you fall
Upon the gentleness of a breezes whisper
Or, in the strong winds that blow a gale, strong
Light and gentle, you remain
Calm, in your outcome


Details | Lyric | |

Drifting

Set aside on a whimsical ride,
to drift the day away ,
pole in the water;  
but it doesn't matter, 
if a fish catches my hook along the way.
I'll just enjoy the travel, 
that will make me unravel,
months of cooped up dismay.
To recapture me,
to punctuate my being,
in a world that keeps me at bay.
I escape into the scenery,
of the foliage and greenery,
cottonwoods, yucca and sage.
Drifting along, 
to a whispering song,
of a youth;  all but,  passed away.
Glistening leaves, 
above on the trees,
as my squinty eyes capture the way.
I dream of when,
I'll be here again,
and this time maybe I'll stay.


Details | Haiku | |

Shivers

A white moth flutters
Revealed by the drifting mist
Feeling only cold


Details | Free verse | |

The Little Things

Its the little things that brighten your soul
just a little bit more than it was before

To be captured is unlikely 
Yet you have found it so freely 

Feel how serene in that moment you have seen
For such beauty created is unique
and will not ever repeat


Details | Rhyme | |

Approaching Storm

I watch you on the radar

I wonder what you'll bring

A thunderclap so bold and loud

The birds just will not sing?

I see the reds and yellows

As increasingly you draw near

You'll rain on my parade today

You'll cause my kitty fear

But once you pass the denizens

Of my long time now home town

The smiles will appear again

There will be no more frown

So do your worst approaching storm

Show me what you got

Disrupt my TV signal

And cool off the hot

I see you getting closer

throughout the afternoon

I know when you are done and gone

A new tune I will croon


Details | Personification | |

My Grass in the Desert

The midnight magic sprinkles in the air.
I can hear the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost to any existence.
This moment is mine that I create.
So very, very much I am content!
My soul is engaged with such a paradise. 
I am aimlessly there.

Ah yes! Yes indeed, 
You are my grass in the desert and I am so very, very near.
The glitter is everywhere, 
I can breathe the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost for time.
This moment is mine that I make.
So very, very much I am entwined.
My soul is entangled with magic so sublime, 
I am without a single care.
Yes, yes, yes! 

You are my grass in the desert and I do often come there.
The radiance I stand and bear.
I can touch the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost without a cause.
This moment is mine that I partake.
So very, very much I am lost.
My soul is entangled in this web of m