Winter frost on willow trees
Weeping tears of snow.
Halos 'round the opal moon,
Hopeful, humble glow.
Ivory keys collecting dust,
Itching to be played.
Tresses bleached by age and time,
Thinning as they fade.
Empty pages bound in cloth,
Ernest for a word.
Naked rows of birches -
Noble and absurd.
Endless skies of cotton clouds
Eager to unfurl.
Strings of sparkling diamonds,
Strands of subtle pearls.
Shovel, shiver - still, it falls:
Snow subdues the world.
L egendary is her poetic soul
I nvincible in reaching her goal
N aughty, but she can also be nice
D aring, with not a thought to the price
A mbitious, she will climb to the heights
Linda…she shines in all that she writes!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
PS...Linda, HAPPY BIRTHTDAY!!!!! I wish you all the best!!! May God bless and keep you. I've so come to appreciate you during my time here. You are strong, smart, you speak your mind, you know what you want, you know how to get it, and you are fearless. Qualities I love in a woman! Also, you know how to be caring and tender when the need arises. You are a TITAN of Poetry Soup. Your name says it all. Divide and conquer. Sending you hugs on your special special day! :)
(Dedication: For Dave Wood)
Do follow feel, do simple write;
Align your flow, align your say;
Voice lines that heal, voice verse that cite;
Echo fond glow, echo fond stay.
Watch feelings surge, watch intent spur;
Opt for plain smile, opt for clear poise;
Options emerge, options recur;
Deed springs fine style, deed hurls fond voice.
Passion greets choice, passion meets peer;
Offer to cast, offer to soar;
Endow your voice, endow your cheer;
Trust first and last, trust tact and oar.
09 mar 2014
Poetess she is, whose magic is cast with great ease
Opulent in words, charming to the utmost degrees,
Engraving hisses, silhouettes, images of natures surreal
Trespassing horizons never stretched out to an ideal
Destroyer as known for, although she's here to compose
Enchating poems and songs her beautiful soul bestows
Such a fusion encourages poets to hold their inks and quills
To write 'bout nymphs in seas or orchards filled with daffodils
Rampantly defeated by her as what often happens, except
Of all practiced skilled writers she's definitely the most adept
Yielded in a words-battle having a single acknowledged end
Efficacious "She" is by far a star who can simply transcend,
Reproductions of literary stylistic forms in her magnificent way
A lady I know as Linda with a pseudonym Poet Destroyer A!
© Guru Jad 2013
Dedicated with Admiration! :)
A lady with style who doesn’t mince words.
Poetess of stylish work and intelligent subjects
Overall she is well loved and gain respects;
Entertains us with blogs full of humour and pictures
To us an inspiration, her work full of rhyming scriptures.
Don’t overestimate the power of her pen
Even her ballads are as loud as Big Ben;
Sister she is to the lovely Sidney, aka SKAT
Together they have way to skin a cat.
Reading her works makes us wonder
Of all the histories she quotes without blunder;
Yet, some are not fans of her work neither of her person
Equivalent to the character of mine we do not worsen;
Rivals and enemies we treat with disdain
And unlike her name she’s not a destroyer but humane.
Kind to all, very helpful with new ones members
After all she does this from January to December.
Linda let the words which comes out of your heart
Inspire us constantly with words so shrewd and smart.
Nothing should stay in the way of your success
Devoted to your beloved Texas and its progress
Astute you are and always shall be in excess.
A tribute to poetry soup
That's been coming for a while
Regardless of your age or group
It always makes you smile
Beginners are made to feel at home
Understanding, they are poets too
Teaching or learning they're never alone
Even though they might be new
Taking time to hold their hand
Offering some great advice
Patiently, til they understand
Openly, and always nice
Even if you're a master poet
Teaching, may be your gift
Reaching those, who just don't know it
You can set their minds adrift
So thanks to all that help us write
Or who's keeping us in the loop
Until my fingers, no longer type
Praises, to all at the soup
An amazing writer of poems
Notably for her Triolet and Tanka
Dietrich technically an Iowan more likely an Iowegian
Rhyme and Nonet are other types she likes to write.
Emerges as a leading poetess, she is top of the tree
Allowing us to read and appreciate her talent.
Diversity of writes is displayed all over
Interest in all topics raised and joins in.
Entertaining are her limericks, full of fun and clever;
Teasing us she does, with surveys on her blogs
Reassuring us with explanations of the answers we submit.
In all, Andrea is a hard working writer, teacher and pet lover
Children she’s got two, grownups, and also a grandmother
How she finds the time to write such triumphs, is beyond me.
Venerable warriors who served with pride,
Even to the point of death,
They are the heroes we should recognize,
Extolling their service, our debt.
Remember their valor, their sacrifice,
Afford them the honor they are due.
Never forget the price that they paid,
Securing peace and freedom for you.
In honor of Veterans Day
For Black Eyed Susan's contest
Good people will place me where I serve best
And charge me with a most noble duty
Regardless of the weather I won’t rest
Bearing the task of preserving beauty
And though some may sneer and say I’m smelly
Greater peace of mind breathes where I am seen
Everyone needs me to keep their home clean
But if I should not be found standing there
In the place I was left, alone and bare,
Not many would notice or even care
Public places are cleaner when I’m there
Offices, beaches, streets, shops and kitchens
Everywhere people live I should be found
My hope is that people want me around.
Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children