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----ZENITH'S---BLIZZARD----






----------------------- 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






~JSLambert                                                           ©    PoeTTreeZ Publishing


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A is for Antenna 1

A  is for Antenna

A  is for Antenna, the two-in-one, receiving in and transmitting away.
B  is for Broadband, to fire away on the high speed  digital highway.
C  is for Current, what a beauty, it is all but  free- electron- flow.
D  is for decibel, not the horrible, but a logarithmic unit and a ratio.
E  is for Electrons, the teeny weeny charged particles, so light
F  is for Fibre, or simply glass that passes streams of bits as light.
G  is for Gain, could also mean loss, a measure of what’s in and what’s out.
H  is for Harmonics, often unwanted multiples that are up and about.
I  is for Ionosphere, the  upper reaches of appreciable ionization
J  is for Jitter, Who wants this unwanted, random fluctuation
K  is for Klystron, just a tube which, in the microwave range, oscillates
L  is for Limiter, thank God, the input to a system , it limits.
M  is for Modulation, a  wave-on -wave  super imposition
N  is for Noise, the hated disturbances due to heat’s action
O  is for Oscillators, they  are  from low to ultra high frequency 
P  is for Pulse, not of the heartbeat, but a quick  shot of energy.
Q  is for Quartz, the stabilizer that is piezo-electric
R  is  for Regeneration, recuperating-the- sick- signal- trick.
S  is for Semiconductors, not semi-precious, but indispensable
T  is for Transmission, making   communication finally possible,
U  is for Unlimited Plans, the veritable godsend for the customer
V  is for Voltage, the difference of potentials, one should remember.
W  is for Waves, electromagnetic waves not the ones in the ocean,
X  is for X-rays, against which the engineer should exercise caution
Y  is for Yagi,  it’s only an antenna, not a yogi or a tribal totem
Z  is for Zirconium,   hungry for neutrons in the context of atom.

That puts in a nutshell the revolution
Of electronics and communication.

02 Mar 2013

S.Jagathsimhan Nair

For: Cyndi Macmillan’s “ Z is for Zaria-ABC poetry” contest.


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The New Birth

In the dark ages,
The world lay bare
With no care
In the inhabitants lives.
As time flies
So knowledge grows
From height 
To height till it springs
Something tangible.
Then a blessing and a 
Curse was conceived
Which bcame compatible
With the society,
A new society.
The new birth brought
Means of destruction
Of lives
And the creation
Of medium of easier
Movements like flying
In the air,moving
From one planet
To another planet
With measures costlier. 
An instrument of death
And life like two-edged
Sword,out of its sheath.
Your bearers are judged
As scientists with 
intentions.
What intentions?
The savior of mankind?




Written by:
Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu


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Insects A to Z

A is for Ant, tiny but stout, they can lift fifty times their own weight,
B is for Bee, reaps nectar for honey; may opt to attack if made irate. 

C is for Cricket, chirps his best at night to attract stunning female, 
D is for Dragonfly, fast flier with two pairs of wings; strong not frail.  

E is for Earwig, type of beetle with a pair of pinchers on his belly,
F is for Fly; an ugly pest that invades picnics or anything smelly.

G is for Glow worm, lady of the night, turns on her light for her mate,
H is for Hornet; female ran colony, few males have right to date. 

I is for Inchworm, lack legs in body core causing a looping gait,
J is for June bug, beetle that swarms in June; starving toads seal their fate.  

K is for Kissing bug, sucks blood from the lips or face of unsuspected beasts,
L is for Lady bug, beauty to behold; tastes repulsive to say the least. 

M is for Mosquito, female pest that drinks blood, causes disease in return, 
N is for Nit, eggs of lice clinging to hair till hatched making itch a concern. 

O is for Owlfly, dragonfly-like but not related; with large bulging eyes,
P is for Praying mantis, takes praying pose before ensnaring lunch surprise. 

Q is for Queen Butterfly, close relative to Monarch, russet with black edge,
R is for Rice weevil, pest that lives inside grain; growing in the secured wedge. 

S is for Stink bug, releases foul smell from its thorax when alarmed,
T is for Tsetse fly, bloodsucking kin to house fly; a human host is harmed. 

U is for Underwing, heavy large moth that flies at night; hated garden pest,
V is for Vine borer, moth larva bore in squash vines; sweet insides they ingest. 

W is for Water bug, stores air in a void under his wings; walks on water,
X is for Xerces Blue Butterfly, first U.S. butterfly extinct by home slaughter.

Y is for Yellow plant bug; devastates plants by feeding on tasty plant sap,
Z is for Zebra butterfly, has striking stripes; creaks when he’s faced with a scrap.   

From A to Z there is a menagerie of insects sharing our lives,
some have become extinct but an infinite amount still survives.

Copyright © 2013  By Caryl S. Muzzey

Fifth Place Winner ~ "Z is for Zaria: An ABC Couplet" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Cyndi MacMillian
April 3, 2013

Footnote: I am a sixty-two year old woman who still loves writing poetry, whether I can or not…


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----------------------- 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)


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words in the wind

I send my words ,right through the wind
Hoping and Trusting
they shall fall right into your brain.
one day, like a rain, you came to me. 

One day, like a wind, i went away,
and there were times i came to you
for  you to speak of something,deep in your heart,
ahd how you made my heart a feather in wind.

How suddenly we parted,leaving each other unwared,untold
how we search of each other,everywhere
in this wild thicket of light
yet i know not where your sun shines

How i miss to see you again
upon a rock ,i lay my heart
to wait for that magical day
when my eyes will fall on you again

That will be the Day!
and never again will i send
my words in the wind for thee
and,like a farmer scans the skies with anxious eyes
i too wait for thee...........


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Rainbows...

Time will tell

Who's star

will succeed

into the night

and cherish

a lonely birthday....


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Anthem (part two)

I come to you so humbly
But I have something to show we

What can a sweeper so they
Clean our streets that’s the way

Can’t you see this wonderful delight
This strange device that gives of light 

They thought, we are annoyed
Hear our plea it must be destroyed


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According To The Stats

All bombs cause destruction exemplifying 
fanatic ghastly heartless infamous
jar, kindling loathe, machination nefarious 
operations pitilessly quashing
rabid sanguineous tyranny, uncivilized violence, 
warlike xenophobia, yielding zilch!


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Sweet Misery

You are the perfect example of what a man should be
Internally coded with intense sexuality
I don’t think for a minute you want to be just friends 
Your subtle gestures are just a mends for your situation
There is a reason you anchor to this crustacean 
You listen as if I'm teaching you the bible
And you need my lessons for survival
You perform as if you are my weight hand and foot
You bring me juices whose nectar makes my heart beat like Chinese percussion 
I know you probably be thinking, “Im’ma get me some!”
But not because you want to cum into me
Not because you’re not happy at home with wifey
But just because you are anchored by me metaphysically
And besides my poetry you don’t really know ME


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Moon Mirror

The sun, going about her daily chores, 
glimpses a new star in the sky, 
one smaller than herself, 
yet strangely familiar.

Used to catching her image first in puddles, 
then growing larger in lakes, 
she at first only sees a stranger, 
then catches herself 

spread in the moon's reflection 
across thousands of miles of sky.
Hypnotized by the beauty 
of this strange new view of herself, 

she can't ignore it, 
sneaking looks time after time; 
she can't take her eyes off herself.
Daily, as the moon moves about in the sky, 

the sun catches tantalizing glimpses 
of herself from multiple angles. 
By then, the sun imagines herself to have 
the moon's full attention, 

claiming it as her mirror.
Like Snow White's wicked stepmother, 
the sun asks this mirror repeatedly, 
methodically, almost hypnotically, 

"Who is the fairest of them all?"
The moon answers all questions 
obliquely, 
bringing the sun back time and again, 
puppet on a string 
seeking a definitive answer.

By day, the moon untangles 
its strings of moonlight, 
puts out its nets.

Their dialog moves sideways; 
the sun's questions, always direct, 
glance off the moon; 
the moon's answers slip around behind it 
as the sun tries to get a better look 
at what the moon might be saying.

Who was created in whose image? 
Which came first, 
the chicken, the egg, or the yolk, 
small sun caught up in the quicksilver lies 
of albumen?


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$urface

A look far $urface Iland place
I stay where mostly gone both 
Shells a part across swimed
Around Natureness Dawn grewed
Some seven Seas of Flowers and dirt
Whence soil fresh sent after Industries
Time wacthing new Years $urface spined
Hurricane peaces telling whats good news
Alot justly foat on my Boat anear
Home washly away pastess Day's
Building mine Outside this walk
Finish yes Mam; no Sir, happy after
Done  dee's about picture Daddy
I'am love first Name: and last
I'll promise wished Star later noontide
Like Balloon's going too Heaven sliping
Off thy Finger tips notice trill
Magic fly an Space on my paper
For another sweet poem foever
Read Generation coming aloud say
$urface Baby Girl Me and you mint
Ass sweet candy cotton
Together every peek out or Eye
We see $urface there,,,
Notice:Martinez Roberson


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spinach.,....

stay out of my leafy bowl...
and my green world...
there's much to much 
to go around~
many worlds
too thin~


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spinach.,....

stay out of my leafy bowl...
and my green world...
there's much to much 
to go around~
many worlds
too thin~


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Untitled.....

Prerequisit

Springtime...

All the flowers~

Unsteady

so many sunflowers

I'm blooming

taking home......


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Alliteration.....

Alliteration
is okay
if you know how to use
the words you 
are 
using
name by name
word by word
spoce
is the key sometimes
no mater how hard it bends....


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LIKE A FIREBIRD

Like a whiff of pungent smoke
morality hurts.
The inner song dies
in chorus of sharp tongues.

Anger beats the wall
causes no beginning,
no ending.
A naked shadow burns.

The voice on the edge of truth
jumps in the dust of lies
like a firebird
bathes in immortal grief.

For deliverance from the depravity,
one who calls you a name.
How I longed to invoke
a time outside the space!


SATISH VERMA


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DEATH OF CALENDERS

It is me, inside & outside, 
movement of sensuous self.
Time sails through the mind, 
a silken thread unbroken in names. 
If only the death would erase the fear. 
If only the other self meets my roots 
and stir up the inner sap.

Reaching the end, 
you tell me to remember
your name to latch on to memories, 
to collect all the pieces 
of conceptual loss & gains. 
How we were fooling ourselves? 
Nothing is left between us 
to celebrate the dreams.

All the stray thoughts 
could not give us insight
we were dusted off from start 
to finish in our loneliness. 
Once it was a glory 
to watch carnations in our eyes, 
now I am mourning the death of calenders.



SATISH VERMA