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Details | Couplet | |

Ohhhh Rain : Shower again

A small romantic rain poem dedicated to hubby.
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

"Ohhhh Rain..Shower again!!!!! "  

Showering in the rain, 
Draining the pain!
Enflueraging the essence of arenicolous sand,
Feeling blessed porting on this beautiful greenary land! Trees were roaming 
under fiercing winds,
Thanks nature for benevolently so kind!
Sip of sizzling coffee With Caramalized sugar,
Cheers hubby to accompany me my gelling agar!
Wanna capture this Driplets of aromatic water nearby lake,
So that I can make an icy snowflake!
That's amazing, "but ohhhh God,  I wish my honey is here".




Wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare  

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare

Details | Diamante | |

Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love

A small poem “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” wrote by Mrs. Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare

 “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” 

Seating nearby valley side,
Astonished by seeing a nature's serene beauty. 
Amidst Grassy hills,
zigzagically mounted on the stupefying homeland.
Pristine Water, Sliding from the highest peak,
Flowing in its own way,
Wondering about its challenging destiny.
Love the way you are.
I owe you for myself!!

Wind's whispered, Cheering in its ain way.
Chanting of music beats,
Recited with a soothing intonation.
Birds speaking eloquently..
Dazzling due to marvellous rainbow..
Love the way you are,
I owe you for myself!!

Amazing and enamoured environment aroused my emotions,
Feeling Shy to express.
Missing my dream person,my Mr.Adam.
Versatile persona where are you?
Come here and hug me.
Fuel me up with spirit.
Gift me a smile.
Until forever fades away, Endure me.
Love the way you are..
I owe you for myself!!

Finished dropping stones in water.
Gladly waiting for your arrival.
Testing patience is all enough now.
Wanted to feel the gist of love.
Desire to fulfil wish with pure heart and soul.
Auspicious moments provoking to capture 
Love the way you are, 
I owe you for myself





by Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare.

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare

Details | Sonnet | |

The Scent of Water

He was a large soldier, standing well over six feet.
In World War II; imprisoned in the Philippines.
Thousands perished on the Bataan Death March.
They were brutally beaten; starved and parched.

Wanting to give up, during this sixty five miles.
Thoughts of his wife, Helen; her beautiful smile.
They had vowed to be each others help mate.
He would press on, with a slow, painful gait.

Knowing she was praying for him gave him strength.
Tho thousands of miles apart, their hearts still linked.
Their marriage, like the oak tree; its' roots were very strong.
He was a skeletal seventy-eight pounds when he returned home.

When he was certain he could simply go no farther.
His lovely wife Helen became his scent of water.



*This is a true story about one of my husbands cousins, Helen and her 
husband. She has dedicated her life to helping find POWS or their remains. She 
works tirelessly and has helped numerous families. I am honored to know her. I never knew him. He had gone to heaven before I met my husband. 


July 16, 2014
Contest: Scent of Water
Sponsor: Faye Gibson

Copyright © Arlene Smith

Details | Limerick | |

Some Limericks...

She’s out there chasing a cricket

Through bush, through shrub & through thicket

Together they hop

Fugitive, cop

But when she gets it, she just wants to lick it!
 

A cat whose vet took his eye

Just cannot quite understand why

His eye’s been enucleated,

3-D vision reduciated,

So now, he keeps an eye out for an eye

 
Ya gotta keep limericks loose

Think green eggs, or perhaps Dr. Seuss

They’re structured, it’s true,

But they’re also a zoo

Whose tenants are all on the loose!


I frolic in fountains of words

Overflowing with serious absurds

Each poem I write

Wakes up and takes flight

Joining angels and faeries and birds

 
You ask that we write a good limerick

How to do so, I haven’t a glimmerick

So I struggle and frown

Teaching  poems to clown

So a smile on your lips will be shimmerick

 
A cat with a mouth full of mouse

Brought her feast right into my house

She played with her food

Who was not in the mood

To be a banquet of mouse in the house

 
The nightmares that shadow my sleep

Stampede the proverbial sheep

Right out of my mind

When I try to unwind

I find my appointment with sleep hard to keep

 
In her search for original truth

She met people unsavory and couth

She knitted and purled

But only unfurled

Yarns told by new age and old youth

 
Cat, suddenly pink,

Drinks her water from out of the sink

She looks so absurd

Since she’s been de-furred

I really don’t know what to think!

 
If one and one is two and two is four,

And there’s only two ways to go through  a door,

Then, is earth up or down?

And, where is down town?

These are questions we need to explore!

 
A was that is an is

Tried to mind my biz

But I sent it packing,

Its presence was lacking

And I don’t have time for such shiz!


A couple who lived in Los Lunas

Loved the wide desert sky’s crystal blueness

They’d stare at the air,

Over here, over there

And rejoice at the feeling of newness

 
A cat with a very fat gut

Found it easier to walk on his butt

He’d drag it around

Across carpet and ground

And use it to slam the doors shut

 
Said the Missus to her dear Mr. Otter,

“There’s something I think that you oughta

Do before we get old

To protect us from cold –

You oughta make the hot water hotter!”

 
The ghosts who live up in my attic

Make noises that sound much like static

I’ve tried to send them away,

But they’re here to stay,

Those staticky ghosts in my attic

Copyright © Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson

Details | Acrostic | |

Bridge over troubled water

If I could only take away your pain
You would always find my hand in yours
Need you by my side
A love for you so strong and never dies
Friend, husband, my lover
I’m forever yours
Sailing together on life’s rough journey
Right by your side forever
Behind us all our troubles, we just look forward to the future
Like our holiday in the sun 
A break we need so much since you have been so ill
Bridge built, no barrier we cannot overcome
Over all the years together
Troubled times are now in the past
Water under the bridge, your cancer is gone forever
I will be yours until the day we die
Will stay by your side
Ease back gently into the peaceful life we once knew
Your ever loving wife
Mind body and soul forever yours


Written for the Competition sponsored by Roy Jerden
Bridge over Troubled water - Word Acrostic (my first ever acrostic poem)
Dedicated to my husband with all my love
Jan Allison 17th February 2014

Copyright © JAN ALLISON

Details | Etheree | |

Of Water and Earth

He’s water, my opposite; I’m solid

earth.  He cries a river more than I,

wetting my ground with his tears. We

might become a swamp and sink

in our own mire. . . Or we 

can mold ourselves like

clay, and in so

doing, be

something

grand.

(One of my unposted oldies from 2007)
NOTE: I am Virgo/with Moon in Taurus (Earth Signs). Joe is Cancer 
with Moon in Scorpio (a complete water baby). I always knew we were
 complete opposites, but when I learned about our Zodiac readings, I thought
 "This is ridiculous!!!"

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

Details | I do not know? | |

You're There, I See You

I close my eyes in darkness
While the world lies down to sleep
As a father and a husband
My family’s mine to keep
Protect them? I am willing
I am always there on guard
But, when I’m not and far away
I trust You are, oh Lord

The rising sun of morning
Has my family’s eyes so wide
As the motor sounds of traffic
Fills the air that floats outside
And the people that are walking
Some are jogging, some just go
Makes me see, what truly is
And all I really need to know

God, You’re there… I see you

In the blue that reigns up in the sky
On the breath of clouds that float on by
The image of the homeless man
Who still offers up his time
As he asks not for, without doing first
So I give water to quench his thirst
To the flowers that grow in the park
And the trees that children climb

God, You’re there… I see you

While coming home at evening time
Knowing my family waits for me
I smile real wide as I walk along
So all the world can see
Maybe then they’ll see just what I see
And then take it on their way
With hopes that they will share a smile
And make better someone’s day

Now the sun has set, children tucked
With a kiss I gave to fall asleep
Standing at the door I see my wife
And I feel the love she gave to keep
I thank you Lord for all I have
For always seeing my family through
Because I know I couldn’t do this alone
That’s why I put my faith in You

God, You’re there… I see you

In the blue that reigns up in the sky
On the breath of clouds that float on by
The image of the homeless man
Who still offers up his time
As he asks not for, without doing first
So I give water to quench his thirst
To the flowers that grow in the park
And the trees that children climb

God, You’re there… I see you

Copyright © Michael Degenhardt

Details | Rhyme | |

Water under the bridge

You have my heart and you should know that by now,
But too often, you still find doubt somehow.
Do you really not know, that like you there will never be another?
For me, there isn’t nor will there ever be any other.
No man holds a candle to you. You are a man among men.
When it comes to this heart you win.
Why you think so little of your self I will never know.
Do you  not see the love and admiration I so blatantly show?
Do you not know that I would walk through a desert
Of burning heat, so that I could lay my heart at your feet?
Is our love on ground that shaky?
Do you really believe my love to be so flaky?
What gives you reason to be so insecure?
What more do I have to do for you to be reassured?
I thought by now these childish games would have passed?
How can you not know this love was built to last?
I am committed and dedicated not just for you,
But for myself to see this love on through.
These are the trials that separate the weak from the strong,
This is what decides who will be standing
 at the end of a day that has been too long.
This will not be our defeat, nor our downfall.
It’ just another thing, and we won’t sweat the small.
So just take my hand and let us carry on.
And soon these troubles between us will be all but gone.


Sarah Comstock
6-13-08

Copyright © Sarah Comstock

Details | I do not know? | |

Droplet's

                             Droplets

                        Im soaking wet from all
                       thoughts running in head.

                        Starts like tear droplets
                and builds from there 'till I got a
           water fall at my door or it runneth over
                    me, Oh poorest me.

                Water you say love cometh my
        way, Need someone to help taketh the
                        droplets away.

                Help my mind to send to the
          heavens above oh but not the tears for
          fear of not having thoughts of you.
                              
                          Cheryl McCall 2008

Copyright © Cheryl McCall

Details | Haiku | |

Water into Wine

The best wine at last
Out of clay jars of water
His first miracle

Copyright © Leon Stacey

Details | Bio | |

JUST ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE DAYS(NO SENSE IN WORRYING)

As of tomorrow the  our phone service is going to be off
and we have fallen behind on the power bill,
Since the holidays are approaching things with us have been tough
only just a hand-full of people know how we feel.
The cupboards are bare and empty
there is hardly any food to eat,
My little three year old son tells me that he is hungry
I then must get up and try to find him something to eat.
Thank God he loves peanut butter sandwiches!
if he did not we would be in trouble,
Thank God he even loves ham and bologna sandwiches!
if he did not we would be in serious trouble.
My husband needs to have a root canal
but the procedure is just so expensive!
He has opted instead for the dentist to just go on ahead and pull the tooth out
that way it will not be so expensive.
But, he still cannot come up with the needed cash
therefore, he has to wait until another time,
I do not know for how long our family can continue to last
because we are really experiencing some hard times.
We are still doing without running water in our home
it has been off for a year and two months now,
I do not know when my husband is going to get running water back in our home
but I tell you what, having to haul water is wearing my body down.
The times may seem so bleak and uncertain
but at least we are facing everything head on as a family,
The Lord above will eventually ease the weight of our burdens
just as long as we pray to Him and just continue to believe.
There is no use in me sharing any tears
there is no use in me getting all riled up and mad,
All I need to do is just take in a deep breath and just deal
with the situation that is at hand.
It is not going to be like this for always
things are going to look up soon,
Straight ahead of us are much better days
and they are coming upon us real soon.
Just one of those days, no sense in worrying
because everything is going to be all right.

Copyright © Wanda McKinney

Details | Free verse | |

A Day at the Little Beach

Walking down the graveled path
For a day at the little beach;
We picked up ripened persimmons
And purple muscadines along the way.
Butterflies fluttered around my wife.
Blazes of color lie under the trees.
Thousands of diamonds danced on the lake
Around several ducks with their bottoms up.
We took our shoes off on the little beach
And splashed along the shoreline.
We picked up rocks and skipped the stones
Between the passing boats and waves
That pushed and pulled us in shallow water.
Soon, I had to search for more stones
And persimmons, and I found a winged horse,
Pewter, on a black stringed necklace.
I tied it around my son's light brown neck.
He ran through the water bare back
And swam with his mom in shallow parts.
After our lunch of found-treats we walked,
And played and threw rocks in the water again.
My son drew my face in the wet sand.
We sat in the grass, soaked in the sun
And enjoyed the laughter and fun.

Copyright © Leon Stacey

Details | Senryu | |

Bread and Water

Two women
Fought for one
Slice of bread.

One man drank
Two glasses
Of water.

Copyright © Leon Stacey