L-iving in a world of vast
souls formed from
another voided world,
E-ntering thru portals
from their world to earth.
O-ozing spetacular smell
and wail when the chips
N-urtured from cradle to
entity with a new world
O-rganizes oneself for the
task ahead,passing thru
hurdles of life unabased
R-eaps the fruit of labor
with joy or heavy heart.
A-ge sets in,mission
accomplished or not will
dawn on the entity.
I-n retrospect,he thinks
about his childhood and
how life was to him.
L-iving in confidence or
shame,he bows his head
in victory or defeat.
O-nly the taste of time
will tell the durability of
V-oid of preference the
aim result bears the
foundation for his lineage.
E-njoyment or lack lies
with the works of the
man,for there is no food
for the slothful.
Y-oung ones,a stitch in
time saves nine,make
haste while the sun
O-iling your lamb always
like the ten virgins is the
key to success.
U-rging you to shun peer
pressure and focus on
the course marked out
for you by fate,so a
fulfilled life you shall live.
An acrostic for you
Contest: Regina's "Romance"
Days spent thinking of you
Always I can see you
Your presence I can feel
Dreams while awake
Reaching out for you
Each time you slip away
Abandoned I feel and lost
Many times I smell you
It clusters around me
Now settling , and the
Good memories flood in
Onwards alone I go
Free yet never free
You are part of me
Only hidden by the veil
Until it parts I wait for you
Darkness my realm of forever seals my place.
A world that delivers my minds perfect face,
Remarkably my fantasy I cannot tell a soul.
Known only in the recesses of my minds goal,
A shadow follows my every move each night.
Now more than ever the moon glows so bright.
Demons not exactly, just my dream contrite.
My dream is to be announced upon a star.
Yes to be exclaimed upon universe so far.
Sealed and granted upon mystery flight.
Taken freely from my unglamorous sight,
I am the one that centuries have sought.
Calling for my dreams, nature never fought.
All upon the night, fantasy continues to grow.
Listen to the eve of darkness, you will know.
Bleak and gloomy is this recurring dream
Long and raven falls my ebony hair
And dark and inky is the surreal unlit sky
Can I find my way out of this murky gloom, and
Keep the mournful, forlorn ghosts away
September 1, 2013
Written for the contest, I love Five!, Andrea Dietrich
Cuddling up close to teddy,
Happy smile on her face she sleeps
Is she remembering the circus with
Lions and tigers prancing about,
Dancing dogs, making her dream complete
Being on the roll bring them a thought of eloquence,
Exempting the fact things in the giant tournaments,
Inside of which lies the origin of originality and dexterity;
Nexus, so true of either being alive or dead
Gentle souls, to be, should stay on the track.
L ife without God
This has been on my
mind and heart for
awhile after having
THE MODERN DAY SOJOURNER TRUTH
Tired from the lack of work --------Trivial
Lazy, I am not.-------------------Search
Thinking about Non-Profit---------Self-Employment
Freelance Writing, Tutoring, Virtual Administrator, etc…---------Thumbtack
You can’t keep a real woman down.------------------Steadfast
Many aspirations I have.----------------------------------Praying
Gotta get up early in the morning.-----------------------------Mobile
To define my purpose----------------------------------------Harmonizing
To many negative thoughts------------------------------------Intune
To why I continue to be down---------------------------------- Enthused
This is not the measure I am in.------------------------------------Woman
I am just as strong as [any] man.----------------------------------Sojourner!
Form: Acrostic/End-Line Word
Daring to hope a fantasy really can come true
All day long I dream of you
You are always in my thoughts
Dreaming peacefully in a world of my own
Reality isn’t everything we want in our life
Every daydream takes away our worry and strife
All encompassing thoughts we don’t ever need to share
My inner desires of which I am now aware
I have dreams I will probably never fulfill
No one can take these thoughts away
Go on and daydream – it could brighten up your day
2nd July 2014
~awarded 1st place~
W-here men and brave thrive
H-is dreams made him strive
I- have a dream he said and died
T-ill his race was enthroned high
E-ligible his color wasn’t but his dreams
H-ail the white house for it light beams
O-verjoyed is the world for Luther sings
U-nto us the dream is come though he love to see
S-ee he may not but i am fulfilled that he lived
E-xcellent i accord him et Lutheran et king
(And ode to Martin Luther King jnr)
Into the foamy froth the mighty waves roll in
Nothing so great as when they crash again
Hell's fury can't equal the blue-green surge
Almost without equal the monster's purge
Life's greatest adventure is found in the sea
Incredible journeys are carved out for me
Not for the comfortable got to want this ride
Going for broke I'm going to chase the tide
The moment is there for the confident soul
Here in this place resides excitement untold
Everyone watches but only a few take hold
See what's coming got to anticipate the wave
Energy's rush.. salt water splash that I crave
Awesome to breathe in, the sea's life to Dave
Contest: Andrea's "Inhaling The Sea"
Sleeping beneath the sky and free?
Even free from poverty?
Dreaming of a better tomorrow, one that brings equality and one that ends this sorrow,
Dreaming of a beautiful world with beautiful people,
Dreaming of beautiful places occupied by beautiful species and races,
Still I am only dreaming……..
Siesta - the time when every
Living mortal rests at mid-day.
Extreme heat requires naps after
Earth's equatorial high noon.
People stop at the hottest time
Of day. Some feed on reveries
Nodding off even from their play.
Meditative artist, master
Yoga practitioner, fine tunes
Mental exercise - that's sublime.
In the lightest of daydreams I
Nudge my discordant side to just
Desist from all labor and snore.
**look for a hidden message in the last words of each
line read vertically...it is a summary of the poem if you
want to save a little time reading the whole piece.
Stretching, far as my eyes can see in the night sky,
Thousands and thousands of spaceships float by.
Again and again this dream taunts me, with no cry.
I have no delusion; I know this is a dream so dry.
Rolling across, heavens as in motion picture mode.
Was this an omen or just my mind, or some code?
Alien spaceships, different shapes and preparations,
Yes they continually traveled in parade formations.
To the stars I look at in infatuation and dismay.
Our destiny unclear, no aliens exist they say.
The stars have always had amazement and intrigue.
Hear my plea and thoughts without any fatigue.
Each day, discovering other species, beyond our league,
Stars are just another ocean to be examined even more.
Traces of life have already been found on our measly tour.
Arrogance is just a disease to portray, we are alone for sure.
Reality is, the most nearest planets, we should not ignore.
Serve not to abandon our journey, it is humanities door.
Infrangible my soul resides in its heart,
Nonpareil on globe is our native land,
Debonnaire adds upto its dominion,
Iridescent culture its exquisite charm,
Acclivity and power we always dream of !!
A golden sparrow once known, will resume its
The entire world will shimmer with its splendour !!
Deep rooted longings in the heart,
Emphatic and obdurate in temper,
Salubriously nurture the imperial thoughts,
Intripid expressions are bound to stay,
Realistic approach will shape them true,
Endless efforts await in optimism,
Solace to desires abode is inevitable !!
Maybe I'll get an iPhone for my birthday
Ah...on the other hand, I'd like to get an iced coffee
Yeah - I'll just accept my water
Be honest, David - I'm a brat and a smarty pants
Enjoy your break time and kick back...chill for a time ...
I'm a little nervous - I feel that my writing's are
Not that impressive - maybe in May,
May I ask him for a free lemonade?
And yes - I get a free lemonade
Yes!! Maybe in May, I might get a part-time job or I might be a famous poet - someday...someday...
Repeating themselves, revelations,
Eventually, may come true, on occasions.
All of those who sleep, so deep;
Madness, upon them, may creep.
Casting dream terrors
And creating fears that forever
Traumatize the dreaming soul.
Caught in its wizened web, are nightmares.
The Dreamcatchers, powerful spell;
Ensures that the little ones, come to no harm;
Remain safe in Dreamcatcher charms.
Invested in the future
Underlying l'm scum but glitter
Secretly a piece of the two
Excavating all that I wanted to be
Dared to be someone, but who?
Tried to be the best but was the worst
Ordained to be nothing more than cursed
Desiring to be rid of my low income world
Rendering my best effort to be the top
Envisioning a better future for myself
Ambitious to see if I would flop
Mightily working until I drop
Between him and me, soulful love thrived,
Enthralling, enchanting and everlasting delight,
To my shock, why did he betray me and life,
Recalling the worst, in nightmares I strife,
Always, everyday thinking of him, I slowly die,
Yesterday is bygone, why do I keep living a lie,
Another present day lost, my future is no gain,
Love if may I believe, is born and reborn again!
Written on 11/7/14
Contest- Acrostic time#2
Sponsor- PD A
Let your body take over and your mind escape
welcome to the darkness of sleepless fate,
Walking on the clouds with people you admire
your soul is a plan with the darkest desire,
Fighting the awakeness is pain passing time
your soul is a dream released by your mind,
A place across the ocean where dreams never end
once you let go the vanishing begins,
Sealed eyes wide, caught up in a moment
your spirit leaves free as your body stays lonely,
Reach the dark side where voices are unheard
where the good and the evil get what they deserve,
I'm never going back, my time is to stay
my spirit drifts away as the voices fade,
Closer and closer the immortal calling
my body awakes as my spirit keeps falling,
Till I get the hint my time is forever
I'm never going back to the ones that I treasure,
I'm stuck in a dream caused by violence
In a wide wooded bed living with the silence.
Dreams are a guide book, for our lives;
Revealing information, by which we can survive.
Every dreamer, I can name
Astrally travels to other planes.
Many folk find magical sensations;
Their dreams are really revelations.
Including instructions on mortal living;
Miraculous visitations and a soul are forgiving.
Even prophecy’s found in dreams, along with many story schemes.
Yesterday wafts softly down as this days echo fades
All but hushed to whisper by time’s ever binding glue
My dreams this night will richly form and dance between the two
Troubles displayed within my mind without the albatross of time
Seem now to be soliloquy from some angst left behind
So thin this veil which clouds these fears
Far moved from truth as dawn appears
Away cool sleep and move this play from long ago forgotten tears
Now bright as day my thoughts do sway
It seems to me so far away
Looks as if the light has played, embalmer to the night’s foray
As yesterday now locks it’s door
Though with some mild chagrin
They're foolish all who would ignore
Here lies the keeper’s spin
To yesterday there are still ways to tweak you from behind
Stay gently present or you’ll drift with rearward fettered mind
Oh, think not back or you will feel, this specter from the dark
I think it triggers off some long thought vanquished spark
Believe this as you close your eyes
In some subconscious stream
Yesterday waits quick to pounce as night includes your dream
Written for acrostic "Yesterday" contest
The house is the honest witness
The house that was windowless
The walls that are written of our happiness
I see you walk through the gang fearless
Love has seen my most weakness
The love that takes me to whole lot of limitless heights
Loving you makes everything meaningless
The pillows give me the high of love with an oozing smoke
Loaded with love my heart struggle like a cripple sheep
I take my last pieces of words to soothe my fragile love
But there was something special from those ups and downs
Something was special about our most decorated love
Maybe the talking stones were telling the truth
Thou the sweet scent of the flowers never stop giving courage
Today is a special day for me and you.
Meandering off to a peaceful sleep,
I have a plethora of dreams.
Daffodils hurled into the bottomless deep,
Night is too short it seems.
Instantly awakened with a rush,
Gathering strength for the fray,
Halting as quickly with a hush,
The dreams have flown away!