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The Clouds

"THERE HE WAS HOLDING HIS HAND OUT"

=voice=
God, can I hold your hand and follow you?

"Gods voice"
My child, it is I who will walk with you! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during your moments of suffering while your life staggered across earth. Your love and devotion are what made you strong. Every time your dreams were broken. You managed to build more dreams in their place. You called my name during your happiest and saddest moments. You ran to me when you fell behind. Your secrets became our private talks. The key to your heart was always unlocked. I was there during your trials and troubles and tribulations. We could not speak, it was my light that kept you from going weak.

=voice=
God, are you a dream of beauty? The holy book.
My preacher spoke of the afterlife, calling it paradise. 
I remember now, I felt this company once before, this light.
Many times, I forsake the light and still you never left my door.
I felt it on the day I was born, 
the day I became baptized in your holy name. 
I felt this light before, can you explain it once more? 
Lord pleases clarify the day I fell down to my knees, accepted Jesus as my savior? 
On that day, I felt as if you stood away and walked on by, allowing me to face my  failures’.  
Was my life a waste in this impossible world?"

"Gods voice" 
My child, this is the everlasting light you will feel every time your body is re-born onto a new road.  This light never left you. 
My sweet child did you not listen, 
Matthew *19:26* MY SON looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with ME all things are possible. 
My child, you were not searching for the right answers.

=voice= 
My Lord everyone told me if I prayed you would come. Did I not pray enough?

"Gods voice"
My child sometimes your heart asked for more than life itself,  
I always answered even when you shunned heaven away from your eyes?
The obvious question is whether this is the final immersing of your soul's disguises.

=voice= 
Lord, I have other questions to ask. 
What should I expect out of my personal sins? 
My testimonial sits in the palm of your hand
My mind and my heart's inner core have been wicked since my adolescence-- 
How is it that I am in your promise land?

"Gods voice"
Getting right with me has brought you here!

=voice= 
One more question My Heavenly Father
Can I see My Daughter, Mothers, Sisters, family, and friends?

<3

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A

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Oh Those Eyes

All those that I have loved before and the ones that will come after would never have those eyes Oh those eyes the moon of night those smiling eyes that do not shine yet glow with comfort in my life His unforgotten cheeks a musky scent of blown gardenias treaded softly in my sleep His Spring-kissed skin The fresh sweet taste of last aquatic dew which poured and reached my soul within Without demand I think of him And whoever said that men can never smell like flowers and whoever said that men can never taste like rain Those are the ones who never stretched their arms as far as to behold the one and whisper out his name.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop

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Pretty Flower in the Deep woods

VINEYARDS of HAPPINESS          ---------------------      GARDEN of SORROW

There is no greater Happiness,-----------when-----------Pulling away  sorrow
then being in my  lover's arms,-------letting go of----Broken memories 
Kissed by his  hungry lips,-------------------------------Rejecting all hunger, of love
spoiled by his sweetest charms.-----------------------The surface spoiled look in his face

There is no greater Happiness,------------------------Holding the depth of solitary sorrow
feeling my love's warm embrace,-----------------------Feelings of cold,no emotions on Gods grace
Meeting in our secret GARDEN,-----------------------Prolonging the visit to our VINEYARD
Opening dreams' golden gates.------------------------the door you open leads into dark woods

There is no greater Happiness,-------------------------Reviving every motion of sorrow
and there 'll never be ,for me,----------------------------trapped forever inside of me
till that far promised day,------------------------------------Broken promises day by day
My Honey  love s' here with me.------------------------a wound so fresh, damaged like a twig
                                                   

            HAPPINESS  -------------------------to-------------------- SADNESS

Happiness to me,is as easy as can be,----------------Sadness triumphs over anything in me
a doughnut,a cup of English Tetley tea.------some nights----------A bucket of ice cream,a bottle of Jack Daniel
Lying on my beige leather sofa,------------some days-------------Slouching up against the wall
Covered by a Woolen red tartan rug,------------- tears fallen like a red river on the carpet
Hugging and Kissing,Fondling and snogging,--- some mornings ---Crying and Weeping,Wiping the Sobbing
Just watching T.V.------------------------------------------Just imaging you                                                                    
                                          

         THE  ROSE===============================WITHER

Love is a Pink Rose,--------------------------------------------A rose in the dark woods
with a crown of thick Grey thorns,--------------------------Like a cloud following you
delicate and strong.-----------------------------------------------Tilting till its gone
By ;Charma                                                        By : P.D.


inspired By : Charmaine Chircop            compose By : Poet Destroyer

~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A

Details | Ballade | |

All Things Beautiful

Walking alone past the reeds blowing lace,
Stroking the oak by the old wooden gate,
Guided by trust to my lovers embrace,
Pouring my heart into leaves as they bate
Wind into dancing as feet hesitate,
Just long enough to find rhythm, I trace
Patterns in air as the pollen creates -
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...

Sky paints a picture for moon in dark space,
Vast driven oceans of life demonstrate
Love for the mountainous deserts displaced,
Each born anew, by the wind to its fate -
Seamless infinity’s natural state,
Is seeing your eyes on another’s kind face
And Finding forgiveness for those who breed hate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace

Out in the sun as light seeks out its place,
Faith comes to breathe as it encapsulates
Bodies of men where his truth is encased,
Dreamers whose dreams become true and innate,
Their journey is hard but rewarding and great
Where love can be found but cannot be replaced
And words that when written just right captivate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...

Each breath I breathe makes me appreciate
How beautiful life is, how rich and how chaste -
Nature’s perfection is light incarnate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...


copyright Kristin Reynolds 2008

Copyright © Kristin Reynolds

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Where Roses Never Die

I remember the first roses I received.
I was going on my first official date,
and my beau brought me a beautiful 
bouquet of red roses. At the time I was 
so embarrassed when I had to bring them 
into the house and put them in a vase 
with all my siblings grinning at me.

Our relationship lasted a little longer then 
the roses, but eventually they both died.

I remember the roses I picked out for
my wedding day. I insisted they be yellow 
because that happened to be my
favourite colour of roses at the time.
After the wedding I put them in the freezer 
where they lived in a frozen state for many 
years among the steaks and rouladen.

Although I treasured them dearly I eventually 
had to throw them out and they died.

I remember the single red rose my seven
month old son, with the help of his father
 brought me on my very first Mothers Day.
It was one of the proudest days of my 
life actually holding the title of all 
titles, Mother. I had held that dream 
in my heart since I was a young girl.

Time past before my son said the word Mother,
And long before he did, that rose had also died.

In the years to come I received many roses.
Red roses, yellow ones, white roses, blue,
orange roses, pink roses, rainbow roses too.
For Mothers day, wedding day, birthdays,
holidays, date days, Sundays and just for fun days.
Roses were always there from the day of marriage 
until they filled my husbands grave.

Now all those roses, every single one, all gifts
of love, have died. Every last one.

The most amazing thing occurred over all
those years, although the roses died
memories of each and every one of them
live on till this day. I still see them in their 
original beauty, smell their sweet scents. 
If it wasn’t for those roses, would I still
remember those special days? 

My eyes have taken the pictures of each rose
and filed them in my heart, where roses never die.


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
12.17.2014
Contest: Roses, Roses, Roses
2nd

Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans

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Nature's Goddess Came To Greet

Nature's Goddess Came To Greet


I stood upon a new dawn
  When life was on the mend
And Spring burst in my heart 
  Nature's glory became my friend
Night stars and moon gave delight
  As if life commanded this show
Brilliant rays cast upon the trees
  A movie brightened dark the night


The forest spoke its worth
  Creatures danced in sweet time
A pulse livened the glowing scene
  Death and birth both sublime
Earth sent spirits to reveal
  Stardust lying, lightly all around
Sights and sounds marvelous to behold
  Mysteries slept in time surreal


Blast of knowledge entered in haste
  Trees spoke with renewed vigor
Nightbirds sang in softened tunes
  She appeared a glowing figure
Nature's goddess came to greet
  Lowly man now most  confused
A gift rarely ever given man
  Goddess showering presents at man's feet


Set deep in this majestic night dream
  Earth, Man and Nature eternally a team 


Robert J. Lindley, 12-31-2014

Copyright © Robert Lindley

Details | Carpe Diem | |

Life is Fine

This life is fine
The world is mine
Though I can’t stop
The hands of time

The birds all sing
And flowers bloom
The sun still shines
And chases gloom

And I can view
The sparkling sea
And all the stars
Just dance with me

The clouds, they hide
And I must seek
The creatures small
At me, they peek

The grass is cool
Beneath my feet
The water dew
Now wets my cheek

I have true friends
A family
And hope of an 
Eternity

A place where I
Will not fear death
Where all is sweet
Upon my breath

Where tears will cease
to touch my face
And I am blessed
By Heaven’s Grace

My life is fine
The world is mine
This is my time
To truly shine

Eileen Manassian

Copyright © Eileen Manassian

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Yet to Come

a small old woman
94
sat in the field
in the most sturdy chair
face upturned
to fireworks
and she said over and over to her son's wife
"in all my life i never saw that before"
again and again
the colors exploded
into stars and galaxies of different sparks
and her tiny face turned up in wonder
"i've never seen anything so beautiful before"
and there you could see
her face as a girl
her life to come
her love ahead
and all the beautiful things she'd never seen before
and turning
I could see again
the same in her granddaughter's eyes.

Copyright © Veronica Joseph

Details | I do not know? | |

"My, Beautiful *Star Light" ~

Seraphic, turbid waves in turgid waters; turning

Amid my spindrift Soul wherein loves tumult rages....

Crashing through this pulsing heart that knowingly craves her ~

Aneath these turquoise tides, which tear burnt pages?!

Washed upon the shore to feed the pyramids pyre

Torn from destined books carving ancient time....

Spirits chanting dreams while dancing in the fire

Captured by the flames of oranges burning; loves sublime ~

Sunrise, now gathering blue horizons to kiss the wrested nights

Waning heavens waving a million reflections left, glittering deep inside....

Astringent embers touching tranquility while as floating through the rougish sky

Seraphic, turbid waves in turgid waters still, only to subside!?

Torn from destined books carving ancient time; this 

My own Aphrodite.... 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

...."My, Beautiful *Star Light" ~

Copyright © John Rhinem

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You Are So Beautiful

You are so beautiful.

More beautiful than eye              sit here in the shadows
watching you,
inspired by your innocence.

You are so kind,
the way your fragility shatters over and over
upon the surface of your precociousness.

Eye shed my monk's robes
to join the fight against evil,
but evil won,
washed through me
as an all-encompassing disease....
....became evil to fight evil.

Now,

eye look upon the Temple;
looking at it from the outside-in.
And, all I really want,
is to pray there again with butter candles and beads.

The evil is too powerful to fight against,
mere mortals do not have a chance.
Eye didn't know this yet,
far too green behind my soul.

Now,

eye just want to atone for my many misdeeds,
so that my heart burns brightly enough,
the winds of wickedness cannot extinguish its flame.

Eye still have my robe and beads here with me,
buried the sword in foreign sands,
but the Temple looms high above,
looking down upon me as a stranger.

Eye will wait within its shadow,
for my patience has yet to evaporate.
Watching the beautiful, kind people
pass through the Temple,

eye wonder if they even taste the butter tea.






~(2012 Jungle Re-mix)~

Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner

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Behind Those Beautiful Eyes

Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much anger,so much mistrust,
Always expecting the worst,
Always conversing about the bad
things life has to offer,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much hurt,so much pain,
Bottled up bad experiences overflowing,
Crying to be unleashed,to be released,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
High expectation,countless plans,
Many things to still achieve,
So many things you still haven't done,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
Is a body,searching for comfort,
A mind,searching for peace,
And a heart searching for true love,

All behind those beautiful eyes.....

Copyright © Richard Palmer

Details | I do not know? | |

The Forest Green....

As early dawns sunlight, of golden glass....

Now drips from the ambient forest of green

Showers of light reflected, from across the pond

Gazing amid the cabins threshold; these love laced thoughts

A nightingale lingering; singing atop the windows ledge
 
Faraway whispers, from the preludings winds of time....

Ushering these images, beyond the corridores of ones soul

Still waters resurgent; resplendent, upon the silverish blue

Alluvions resillence, painted in criterion before my eyes

Lavishly renewed colours, brushed gently this heart of mine....

Fireflies and butterflies, floating through the turquoise sky

Melodies atop this brilliant canvas', carousels of life ~

But, as the pendulums gravities of truth sway inside my mind

I find myself within a fortitude of ponder; fortified
 
By the realization that not all is fairytales and or, ice cream rides....

Pestilence of plights befalling millions and who's wrong or right?

Thus in the referendum of self, one must choose and decide

The ways of justice, balanced upon the scales of conscious

Betwixt the pabulums dividing lines of love and hate?

And a poet writes....

Peering across the pond unto the other side

Beautiful faces beautiful eyes, beautiful hearts and beautiful lives

Red Robins sing and White Swans they fly ~

Embracing them all; this knowing; these treasures inside!?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The forest green....
                   

Copyright © John Rhinem

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Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal

Details | Free verse | |

Flowers,,,Beautiful Flowers

Flowers...beautiful flowers.

These flowers will not replace my friend.
Their beauty will soon go the way of life-
Fade and wither and then take flight.

Piled upon this mound of dirt to mark our sorrow,
Offered as a sacrifice to soothe our souls.
Petal nor thorn could save this rose.

Like flowers cut down in height of beauty,
This face that bloomed and wore big smiles,
Is covered here to rest awhile.

Then beyond the markers numbered many,
Placed in rows to make order of death,
I saw something that took my breath.

Flowers...colorful flowers...that filled
The field yet fallow...waiting for the day
When friends and family gather...and pray.

Flowers...beautiful flowers.

Copyright © Ray Dillard

Details | Sonnet | |

Morning Dew Glistens in Anticipation

Morning Dew Glistens in Anticipation

Glistening of gentle morning dew
soft breeze flowing sweetly along
Thoughts again of life and you
melodies that play a mental song

Trees wrapping this beautiful morn
joyful thoughts now so newly born
Sky filters down its sunlit rays
birds chirp all about on such days

My joy lost has now been found
as the natural world spins  around
Life takes on a sheen of the new
Again my happy thoughts turn to you

Our lives joined, paths forever hold
this deep love that makes us both so bold! 

Robert J. Lindley  09-24-2014

note: Took a Nature hike today. Saw God's beauty all around. 
Very soon I found myself thinking ,yes, that my life came around 
when my wife married me. As if a Spring shower had soothed the 
parched ground. Giving nourishment for the seeds of bliss
to sprout on up and grow.
God, Nature's glow, my wife's love and beauty , our son's 
smiles today made this world turn from bleak and cold to
sunshine and a slice Of heaven. Thank God for Nature's 
beauty and its sweet inspirations.
My brother-in-law David was sent home to die tonight. They can do no more , the cancer will end his life, most likely in the next few days...
I couldn't go there tonight. The helpless feeling slays me so!
I hope to have the courage to go tomorrow morn...

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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LIFE IS LIKE A MAYPOLE

LIFE IS LIKE A MAYPOLE Outstretch above are blue skies and golden sunshine as train of threads is softly thug and braid to a pole. Behold, this sky high pole of bright crayon colors, they speak slowly about life in quite a number. . . Sturdy wooden pole standing high and tall is like a man endowed with wit and strength The lengthy colored ribbons children install are the shifting, rolling faces of life's events Black as night sometimes dawn in life, one maybe blue but not long, instead do stand and chase rainbows on green belt bend. Being a tickled pink to explore, never strife! See, how the color red blush as it dance in the wind so must we as we share love along kinship line we aren't all born with a green finger yet, each kindness touch, grin lingers! Shed that yellow-bellied skin to mingle without any charign. Our life is given by God in silver plate. Hence, let our daily goal be a red-letter day! If we do, earth and sky may wed of rapport like the ribbons together pulled and blend by hands of dancing children that mend... Raising the Maypole aloft with ribbon pour so is a lived life despite black and blues decor. As the threads slide smoothly in span of minutes we, humans, must climb to reach our full limits. The intertwining colors that fused, all roar salad differences of man can be sorted, united to be one. Screaming colors tickle lowly spirits' to fire daring man to live before his body will retire. . . Living life to the fullest before each setting sun! _____________________________________________________________ ©O.E. Guillermo 11:23 pm-- February 02, 2015 Sponsor: Seren Roberts Contest Name: Life is like a Maypole Placed 1st

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Details | Light Poetry | |

So Sweet Is Life

Every now and then ,everyone is an island and every now and then, I am an island too Till,I see the first pink iris blooming in my garden and one little bluebird singing on my porch Till,I feel the sun-kissed dew melting on my skin I watch the floating clouds pass by like puffy candyfloss I hear my neighbour's laughter,as She walks her dog I smell fresh air's spiced cinnamon and listen to a song. I feel serene,just being in the moment Watching seagulls soaring high Whilst the most beautiful rainbow arches the celestiene sky Peace fulfill my heart knowing how loved I'm to be here God blissed my life with rich treasures and He kissed away my tear So happy I am today for each dawn and every sunset for each star,and crescent moon every meadow and each valley the high mountain and the dune For each child yet to be born For the cosy little cottage which protects us from the storm. So joyful I am ,for this stillness within me as down the verdant hill I stroll Spume's spray waft upon my feet as I reach a pebbled shore Against winds I ride in silence Feel the breeze upon my face I watch multi- coloured hues of leaves burning in flame's blaze So tranquil my cobalt night now I'm in solitude but not alone Watching fire-flies'little lanternes glow upon my home sweet home.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop

Details | Epic | |

DREAMS OF YESTERDAY AND TODAY

DREAMS OF YESTERDAY AND TODAY Leaves falling during autumns years they bless my ribbon memories of how it was childhood shadows brown like withered grass for now am old and soon shall breathe my last.. I sit quiet to travel on bygone days, on the streets before, I have ropes to play blend of dolls and bubbles also made me gay but the child in me still yearns to pass these ways. From curves of mountains to nations across the sea, to journey more, I ask God to direct where I'll be... I passed a plant its leaves swaying with the breeze, years fold, the same plant is now a fruit-bearing tree. I view the puffy-feathered skies and its blue, I smile each breaking dawn for it's silvery new. I tackle each task fast and through but before I knew, hours gone and done, I finished some-- I missed a few. When evenings globes of wordless speech shine allowing me to run, run into garden of dreams, of childhood once supreme but they shoot away in flutter flash on life's fluctuating stream. I hugged my knees to stop my tears a while remembering decades when my body is still a child. I keep the tears to my chest as I go by, if only, good times replay... I want them again. Each bulging grin that rise unto east horizon, Each satellite, modelling slow on her turning points in stellar of green, and her clouds of powder white, I quench my thirst drinking the beaming tides. Down earth, I linger to verdure adorned of rosy blush even from the arch where the gentle winds is seen to dwarf liquid curls that roll near the shore, I dreamt yesterday and still am dreaming today... Twenty years ago, blooms and fruits hang on vines so fragrant, so fragrant were those days of mine Now no more; their traces I could not find; Today, I need to make more golden memories etched to time as later, I'll be leaving them behind And if someday, one wanders in my lifes forest despite blowing winds and thunderstorms, like the tiny plant, may I be that fruit-bearing tree. ___________________________________________________________ Open Poetry Contest - Poetry Contest Sponsor Charlotte Puddifoot ~~~3rd place~~~ OLIVE ELOISA GUILLERMO 9:15 pm, July 11, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Details | Ghazal | |

IN THE MEADOWS IS MY DREAM

IN THE MEADOWS IS MY DREAM Strolling, strolling we are in the meadow: airy and green where asters, dahlias, nod and wink passing their green With him by my side, the hours of dread and fear are gone His blue eyes speak: "we're a match in heaven, always green" Dandelion heads float like little parachutes while we walk, he spinning me round and round in the carpet of golds and green Eyes to eyes meet, no more words from A to Z, we need not speak for our heartbeats duet in vibrato of love so evergreen Afar we hear thumps of small feet and some thunder laughs, He and I turn round we behold our kids innocent and green Father God-- the author of love along blue feathers and yellow smile is watching over us in that vast green... _________________________________________________________________ Sponsor Eob Carmack Contest Name Dreams Placed 6th... O.E. Guillermo 8:40 pm , April 24, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Details | Lyric | |

HOW SHE TURNS UP THE HEAT

My girl's never worn lace 
Bo's the name of her dog
She looks great in my T-shirt
Slow cooking a whole hog
Need high heels for what?
She's the perfect height
Tanned in jean cutoffs
Good Lord, what a sight
Yeah, her moves are magic
Nature bows to her sway
What she has is for me
Not a model on display
Guess everyone's different
Yeah, I'm into bare feet
Island breeze and sunsets
How she turns up the heat

*Country Boy Echo

4-7-15

Copyright © Lyric Man

Details | Rhyme | |

STARS LIGHT, THEY SHINE BRIGHT

STARS LIGHT, THEY SHINE BRIGHT Glowing gems that dress the night, I yearn to know your brightness art blinking quick, blinking slow my running thoughts you make them go... From arid desert to distant worlds, stars white shimmer a wordless speech: their wink--a gift of hope to travelers who dare tread the darkest steep. In my arms, I have one little star so mild, so child, my antidote to fear twinkle in her eyes, my happiest tear years ebb my star bloom to a big star I clap loud for my star scintillates from afar Amidst terrors strike, she, standing still her Venus light shining in the flight of years. She soft-hearted despite some limiting steel My star swim, swim to life's stream 'til pass a tide, she found her hearts' star One day he said: "she is his dearest" so eighth of February, they breath their vows Soon, after a year, my before little star now cradles her own baby star. Her eyes so deep, her grin so sweet, our little star add a touch of treats. Twinkle, twinkle little stars-- gleam silver above the skies let your light boogie near or far on each fair fields that before us lie. ______________________________________________ Sponsor Kelly Deschler Contest Name Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Placed 5th... O.E. Guillermo 2:12 pm, April 24, 2014

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Details | Couplet | |

Have You Looked up at The Sky Today

Have you looked up at the sky today and watched the birds that flew pass?                                     Did you notice the white fluffy clouds and a beautiful rising sun so vast?

Have you looked at the trees around and noticed the fruits and flowers that bares?                           A variety of beautiful colours that it displays.  Do me a favour, just stop and stare.

Have you looked around your home today and saw all that you achieved?                                         or did you rush out as normal again and forget the office keys?

Have you looked around work today and noticed every one stressed?                                               Most of them in such a bad mood and some of them in a complete mess.

Have you listened to the radio today and sang along to some of the songs?                                       Even though you might sing out of tune or sometimes get the words wrong.

Have you looked up at the sky tonight and saw the beauty that it holds?                                           Or where you afraid to go outside that late in case you caught a cold?

Down the road could be a man who was born without sight.                                                           Yet thee most humble being and “hears” everything in delight.

On the other side could be a woman who will never be able to hear.                                                 But full of love to everyone cause she sees their love so clear.

Someone out there has no family or friends and someone will never be able to walk                           Someone out there has no job or home and someone will never be able to talk.

I guess that the problem with society today is not appreciating what’s already been given.               
Simple yet priceless gifts from above, that’s always in front of us, never hidden.

Look around, appreciate and see how you have been blessed.                                                         Family and friends surround you, yes even though your life could be a mess.

A home, a job, a car to drive, clothes and food to eat.                                                                     Remind me once again why you are never upbeat?

So have you looked up at the sky today and noticed the beauty that surrounds?                                 And thanked God for all you have or did you rush out and started the day with a frown?

Copyright © Sasha Maharaj

Details | Rhyme | |

LIVE LAUGH LOVE

(Rhyme) Think of every thing That you can attain today Enjoy every dream you can And make it part of each day You don't have to be well-known or rich, To find happiness under the sun, You can smile now and be happy Even if there's no one there for you Celebrate life and appreciate yours, Each autumn, summer, winter and spring, Make each and every dream come true, Remember, you can accomplish it all too Don't let anything or anyone stand in your way, Live, laugh and love, with passion and learn each day. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2008 December,2014

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter

Details | Elegy | |

On Occasion

A beautiful time, the slightest breeze 
We yearn to be more than lost 
Your charm so delightful, alluring
Warm to my every thought
The beauty of life's song 
Sings so sweet in our minds
On occasion our souls will play
Among the ruins within our hearts
Delighted in everyday life
Intimately peaceful with every breath 

Copyright © Jules M.

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Autumn

Summer is gone now and fall with her beautiful face Softly just arrives. Spreading joy with her colours And thrilling with her magic. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 Copyright@2014 8.10.2014

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter

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Rushing Waters Stir The Soul

Rushing Waters Stir The Soul

The water rushed by with a glow
its journey's end few may know
Just a long creek flowing west
deep into wetlands I knew best

Sunny morns I visit to renew
stir heart, wipe away the blue
Sounds so pleasing to my ears
comforting sights easing fears

Fish flopping all about in play
soul stirring sight this day
Kingfisher diving for a feast
Sun rising swifting in the East

Trees wrapping its gentle banks
my heart and soul giving thanks
Another dream I hold in my mind
of Nature and this scenic find!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-12-2014

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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BLOSSOMS and BUBBLES - a collab with JA Fraser

BLOSSOMS and BUBBLES From aggregate supple stellar petals' smile, spring fragrance bubble spiral free in the air, their porcelain blossoms dash perfection flair; suitors bee, beguile the flower by buzzing style, the blooms' fingers rush to blushes beyond compare. Bard wind began to sing to serenade the buds in grins rosy petals breathe a gentle sigh, one long mile... Afar, some girls and boys see these Belles so rare-- they blow their dreams to root in land fertile. They hope like blossoms their dreams curve in peak though trials, struggles may round and round peep for soon as seasons rouse may their journey begin To the times their life drifts, avoiding not to weep These blossoms and bubbles psalm, wisdom speak ____________________________________________________ J.A. Fraser and O.E. Guillermo 9:37 pm, March 03, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo

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My Beautiful Pocahontus ~

Red Cloud....

These reminiscing waters have grown somewhat stagnant now; mirthless repose

It seems as the shimmering simile river begins its, millennials requiem

Canines still echoing somewhere beyond the sunlit sparkling of her eyes ~

While as their hunters now gather amid the densely diluted cannabis woods

In search of this lone gray wolf; Calaxial, their long sought after prize....

Sine qua nons aurora borealis' zenith from afar, his guide; apsis

Her fragrant scent beyond the wildflower clusters afore this linden twilights

Reflections of resplendencies graceful contours within, her beauties silkened coat ~

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{Amid Renaissonic Refurb}

Copyright © John Rhinem

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Welcoming Our Little Ty

Welcoming Our Little Ty


We welcome in a baby boy named Ty
blessed we are, asking not why
Life precious and so very sweet
another grandson I'll soon greet

Life sends blessings as it flows
we thank God and it surely shows
A future with this child's joys
daughter now has two beautiful boys

Old age brings in surprising gifts
this blessing stands and uplifts
More time I now desperately seek
with these children so mild and meek

Praying for a life much, much longer
to see my family grow so much stronger!

Robert J. Lindley, 01-08-2015

Dedicated to my new grandson ,Ty Brooks Atkinson
may God bless he and all his family.. 
Ty was born Jan. 7th 2015 at 9 pounds 2 ounces at 23 inches and with a full head of long blonde hair. 
All are doing fine . Scheduled to leave hospital tomorrow afternoon. 
We are so blessed to have this new addition to our family!
God blesses ......

Copyright © Robert Lindley

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Dorsiventrally Flattened Leaf

From once lush green, vibrantly alive This dorsiventrally flattened leaf never dies It's fragility, nursed to allow ~ Such patience from the artist abounds By blade and pin such creativity thralls Again, it's decaying membranes reach out and touch From the tree of life, this leaf lives on . Written about the craftsmanship of Omid Asadi whom creates amazing Art from leaves.

Copyright © James Fraser