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A Daydream

What if I was Esther and named queen?
Could I be beautiful, brave, and bold?
I would—at least in my daydream.

Pianos would ne’er need practicing,
Mother would not hover and scold,
What if I was Esther and named queen?

My face would shine with love all agleam,
I would drink from goblets made of gold,
I would—at least in my daydream.

Death would befall all Haman’s team,
Victory for my people would unfold,
What if I was Esther and named queen?

I would ruin Haman’s odious scheme,
Righteousness and justice I would uphold,
I would—at least in my daydream.

Lord, I can just picture the scene,
I would lavish thanks uncontrolled,
I would—at least in my daydream.
What if I was Esther and named queen?


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Vision In White

Standing in front of the altar, mesmerized by a vision in white
On the arm of another man, paternal pride across his face
This woman I fell in love with, within the hour to be my wife.

I fell deeply in love forever, the first time she came into sight
Immediately knowing then and there I would come to this holy place
 Standing in front of the altar, mesmerized by a vision in white.

Our love flourished over the years, preparing us for this flight
Into matrimonial union with a ballet duet dancer’s grace
 This woman I fell in love with, within the hour to be my wife.

Soon to pledge our vows in a church full of candle light
I see her beautiful smile beaming through the veil of lace
Standing in front of the altar, mesmerized by a vision in white.

In front of our friends as witness, voicing a commitment that is so right
Ready to share eternity, completely void of any disgrace
This woman I fell in love with, within the hour to be my wife.

The flower girl having laid your journey with a feeling so contrite
I wait patiently for the moment the two of us embrace
Standing in front of the altar, mesmerized by a vision in white
This woman I fell in love with, within the hour to be my wife.


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APPREHENSIVE

Justice adjourns in Civil Law. All must hear my voice. I entered the Court Room insecure. I stand as he enters the room. The Judge begins deliberation. Justice adjourns in Civil Law. The injuries I have are the cause of litigation. My pain is stated via face. I entered the Court Room insecure. In God’s speed, I trust. Confidence begins to enter my person. Justice adjourns in Civil Law. Focus on the Defense brings more confidence. I stop self-doubting. I entered the Court Room insecure. The case was heard. The Judge submitted his Opinion and Order. Justice adjourns in Civil Law. An abuse of discretion An error in Law I entered the Court Room insecure. Justice adjourns in Civil Law. ______________________________/ Sponsor: Juli- Michelle Contest Name Rhyme Battle: Round 4 Entry Date: March 09. 2014 Motif: Justice ~This is not a typical Villanelle. A villanelle can be atypical. This villanelle is atypical (not traditional 19 lines) because it has 22 lines (w/o spaces counted) but is perfect to rhyme scheme. Note: However, a villanelle needs no particular meter or line length, so I was free to experiment with the form. Villanelle is terribly obsessive and brings out the emotions of any neurotic writer. ~Please read About This Poem!~


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Villanelle: Dare you stain the portals of your deity's sacrosanct citadel

Villanelle: Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel

Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel
Which mortal mammal’s primal address the rapists desecrate
Be not taken aback the yoni passage leads astray linga infidel

Seeds of life ever come tumbling from out the sacred temple
There to greet in meiosis and in secret reverence gestate
Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel

Do heathen women toiling in the dark draw the blinds on hell
And Gorgon heads of demons deep in them shudder vibrate
Be not taken aback the yoni passage leads astray linga infidel

Yet deafening tunnel shrieks of the human species’ s carousel  
Re-winds obsessive tinnitus ear-pounding thuds to celebrate 
Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel

Who keeps the sanctum sanctorum well-cleansed spiritual
But the defiant procreator linga tireless distending inebriate
Be not taken aback the yoni passage leads astray linga infidel

He who bestial disembowels the temple in a frenzied spell
His own mother disowns and hysteric squats on life’s dictates
Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel
Be not taken aback the yoni passage leads astray linga infidel

©  T. Wignesan – Pars, 2014