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T hose beautiful little girls you tried to kill
A s they waited in their school van at the end of the day
L ive another day to remind you, once again, you've failed!
I n terrible suffering, yet they shine for the whole world to see
B e it known, innocent blood cries for better tomorrows
A nd like the dust beneath the feet of these little ones
N ever will you rise to the heights for which you murder to attain!
Lingering waves surge into the shore.
Ominous glory, it rages for a score.
Vivacious peaks beautify its core.
Each one different, then the one before,
Once you have seen the power it holds.
From then on, the greatness unfolds.
Terrifyingly beauty raptures your mind.
Hearing its sounds enthralls us to find.
Earnest thoughts we once left behind.
Oceans beauty is spellbinding at dusk.
Creating fresh aroma, sometimes musk,
Every day delivering, treasures of mollusk.
After a day at the ocean, you may enjoy cusk.
Not one person denies the beauty so brusk.
it got me thinking about life got me thinking about us and the plans for the future
you with me and i with you.
< Pallets profusely pulsating
Over organic originals
Emotions enormously emerge
Through trident times
Relic rejoice recant
Yes yearn yourself
Solid structure's sanction
Open optional opinions
Understudy understand unity's
Poetry's passionate's pulse
Because beauty bestows
Over oversights objection
Widespread whispers wanted
Leaving lasting longevity
Poetic Picture Of Poetry Soup
W e went up to Exmouth, it took us five days
I nto hot furnace winds, the days were ablaze
N o relief was in sight for north we were bound
T here it is so rare that cool weather be found
E veryone goes there, cause fish can be caught
R eports of good fishing make these places sought.
26 August 2013 @ 1203hrs.
< Better grab out the coco-butter
Even those designer shades
All hearts will begin to flutter
Cause were off to the glades
Hear me right for I did not stutter
Best hurry up before the sun fades
Look for keys later father did utter
All aboard now we got it made
Nothing like ocean's viewing I rather smother
Knowing once again to return upon it's raid
Each and every year oh my brother
Think I will even bring the poor old maid
Because she's like no other
In her class she passes the grade
Now get your head out of the gutters
Grow up cause noone is getting laid
Oh my goodness good crothers
Written by Katherine Stella
Entry For Linda Marie's
Beach Blanket Bingo
Adoration of sunlit bold high plains
Frozen herds torn from creation’s page
Rocking tribal fears—who’s got the reins?
Innocents are hurt while tempers rage
Call for voices high and voices strong
Africans say hide when things go wrong
Riveting words written, imprint vivid visions in our minds.
Often leaving a brand upon our soul. Majestic places, heartfelt
Memories, and feelings oh so tender, are created, forever treasured in
A special, sacred place all our own, where we can always embrace,
Nearby, or faraway, outloud or in secret, shared or kept to ourselves.
Cherrished deeply, just a word, a verse, or a phrase written of
Epic grandure. Each word, kept silent or spoken, is a riveting romance secured.
< Aerial excursion ride
Using buoyant enforcment to go way up high
To capture natures dance with an naked eye
Understanding winters brushstroke is so close by
Making it difficult to chose one that makes me sigh
Naughty or nice I'll just give thanks to Heavens Big Guy
Katherine Stella 9/2/2012
Entry For Francine Roberts
Autumn Acrostic Contest
All her pill boxes
understood to be collectibles
neatly arranged on her coffee table
treasured baubles, bits of metal
Varying uniquely in size, in color
each in a replica of someone's dream
rare in their form,
nearly minted in quality
entrancing small fingers and innocent eyes
telling their stories with secret compartments
tendered with nimblest artisan hands
existing, cocooned, in the quiet of her living room, an urban museum...