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Above the Clouds

The summer sky is such a pretty blue
above us, looking like a tranquil sea..
There are not many clouds except a few.
Up there with you is where I’d love to be!

I picture us both soaring to the sky
into that oceanic blue expanse;
above the clouds is where we ought to fly,
where, like two joyful angels, we would dance!

We’d spin about as if our feet had wings
that lightly touched on an unparalleled 
softness! And in my imaginings, 
I see us there with happiness unquelled.

Removed at last from earthly cares and crowds,
we’d stay in cool blue sky above the clouds.



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A Poet's Happy Dream

I found myself against a willow propped.
The stones nearby me were a hundred-fold.
and one by one I tossed them as they plopped
into a rill while other pebbles rolled,
as if with one accord, away from me.

Their hundred ripples bubbled sweet champagne.
I drank. . . and then I tasted poetry.
saw flowers dance, and nothing was mundane!
Elysian then became the air I breathed.
The sun glowed purplescent.  Hocus-pocus!
I lay in greenest green while music wreathed
the meadow, lulling me. . . till I lost focus.

I woke to dusk and that inquietude
that ever shadows my dark solitude.


 For PD's GREEN contest (old poems only)


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Majestic Colors Of Spring-

Warmth's come back to nature once more,
to awaken our taste for love.
And subtle smells make our hearts soar 
like canopy of leaves above.

Flowers blossom into the bright,
rich majestic colors of spring.
And purple, yellow, red and white
blooms inspire the songbirds to sing.

Gathering canes of wild roses,
we weave wreaths to hang on each door.
And girls hold sensual poses,
as boys beg them for even more.

These fun sounds of laughter and play,
once were heard every first of May.


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Happy Birthday Jenny (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Happy birthday to you Jenny
Hope your big day brings you plenty
Keep a bright smile all the way
Your mom sings your praises today

Soon you will be driving to school
Don’t forget to follow the rules
Enjoy your day with a buffet
Your mom sings your praises today

Happy birthday to you Jenny
Don’t forget to save your pennies
Wish on a star on your great day
Your mom sings your praises today

Happy birthday to you Jenny
Your mom sings your praises today

© Joseph, 8/20/2007
© All Rights Reserved

This is for the the daughter of our own poetess, Kathy.

The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three 
rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase 
as a refrain in the last line of each stanza.  Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet 
has eight syllables.  There are times when a French poem links back to the 
poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of 
the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the 
poem.


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GRAND GARDEN WEDDING

Cherry blossoms stargaze as spring air comes; East and west cross at Bells of Ireland: warm and calm; Welling slowly to cede: tender sage thoughts, Upon two hearts link, after hundreds of sought and fought. Cathedral posts accent with ribbons of violets. Congregate white orchids grin alongside the aisles, Roseband sings tunes: forget-me-not to highest. Wearing her lavender gown,Heather walks with smiles; Clasp in her hands,tulip bouquet, guests she stun Her Lilac in tuxedo waits: eyes locked tight in knot Gentleness bestow from heavens, ever won Their iris fuse glued; love radiating allot Matching band's inscription: embroidered golden rings Baby's breath, a grand wish soon very soon, will spring.
NOTE: All bold words are different flowers.. :) I always love flowers. I am always fascinated of their beauty and charm but more than these I am inspired by them: philosophically and emotionally as well ... :D (c) Olive Eloisa 11:45pm June 24, 2014 Sponsor Cyndi MacMillan Contest Name GARDEN PARTY: VERB-alized NOUN-sense with FLORAL ACCENTS placed 2nd place.. :) to God be the greatest glory :)


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Happy Birthday

Each day marks an earthly rotation full; The ascending sun warms, and setting cools. This day is pinnacle, hence above all; Our star’s broadening smile turns to you. Life beacons thy pleasure for things as such: The love-sick bird and sweet whispering gale. To exist is chance—yearns cherishing much; For it is rare a human knows its luck. Seize this day with vigour—it is quite yours, (‘Though the seizing of days ought be common). Search for the willing, you’ll find them in scores— The persons willing: rejoice by side you. Happy Birthday is all I wish to add, Along with the regards of a young lad!


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Tasted So Good

I ate some fried catfish and it tasted so good!
Just how good did that fried catfish taste?
It tasted so good it made a hound dog slap a bull dog.
That had to have been some mighty fine vittles.

I ate some fried chicken and it tasted so good!
Just how good did that fried chicken taste?
It tasted so good it made a wolf howl and a grizzly bear dance.
That had to have been some mighty fine vittles.

I ate some fried crawfish and it tasted so good!
Just how good did that fried crawfish taste?
It tasted so good it made an alligator turn a somersault.
That had to have been some mighty fine vittles.

I ate some fried rat and it tasted so bad!
I had to throw it all up in a brown paper bag.


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My Friesland

I've come at last, my Friesland;
I'll never leave again,
But watch the budding trees stand
Above the grassy plain.

From the smallest little flow'rs that grow,
To the tallest steeple's rise,
You're the fairest country that I know
Beneath the bluest skies.

Everywhere I walk, I see,
My memories are true;
The people smiling back at me,
Their eyes are sparkling too.

From Bolsward down toward Heerenveen,
The dearest land I've seen;
What shame I nearly left for good,
When I was but fifteen.

I've come at last, my Friesland;
My wand'ring I resign:
Oh, sprawling, comely sealand,
What joy to call you mine!


{Form begins as a sonnet and continues as quatrain.}


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Happy ending smile

How old people take medicine over the years.
they feel different live in tension and fears.
what is good flavour to live always in tears?
they are irritated and abusive in some hears.
but still they inspire jump in the forward gears.

they worried to draw a will for their next kin.
still they scroll numbers to play lottery to win.
they occupied to grab money they think its not sin.
they love holidays and luxuries, living for fun,
they are not scrap don't throw them in a bin.

Drinking alcohol is harmful they do as fashionable style,
don't eat much red flash but they do, take advice in a file,
don't walk hard n't good for heart but they walk another mile.
they know death has dreams they love happy ending smile.


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Happy Meal Plague

A “Big Mac attack” and “Have it your way”
are all past slogans from fast food places
for most Americans fast food will stay
because Big Macs and Whoppers feed faces

Americans love to eat on the go
we love pizza hamburgers and hot dogs
and the value meals never cost much dough
other countries may think we’re all just hogs

truth be told we need to eat to survive
Burger King and MacDonald’s does the job
some may think fast food as food at a dive
Long John Silver does have corn on the cob

right or wrong fast food will never leave us
until the day all Americans bust



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Tears

At times we all need a good cry,
To let loose what's been bottled up inside.
A single tear is all it takes to release the hurt,
The tears give us some kind of comfort.
Just a single drop of water is all it takes,
To try and heal the wounds from a heartache.
A single tear can hold so much pain,
Misery or from happiness you've gained.
Fallen tears from the people we loved who've died,
The only thing we can do is cry,
Tears from moving on and saying goodbye,
The memories you shared and you're still asking yourself why.
Tears hold so many emotions,
Sometimes tears show what  we fail to mention.
Tears are like waterworks that come pouring out,
Often we have to ask what you're crying about.
Tears cleanse the soul and ease the mind,
It helps to leave all the sadness behind.
Tears from being in love are great,
And for that there's no reason to debate.

       May 09, 2014
~The One and Only~


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Winter sonnet

The trees stretch silver branches
In the late December sun ,
The robin perched there watches
As we offer him our crumbs.
The elegance of shapes laid bare
Forgives the winter cold.
And side cast sun rays clearly
Touch the embers of my soul.
Too soon the quarter moon will rise
To send the sun away.
So let us all wipe clean our eyes
To see what Winter says.
 For all the while the world rotates,
Regardless of our fate.


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Her Beauty Didn't Stall

Elaborate, softly tailored to suit She’s sure more beautiful than very cute Exquisite form, flawless in many eyes Details of her delight, there’s no disguise She likes to wear tight dresses, to show off I hardly noticed her feeling quite scoffed Because many were ignoring her here She’s just a normal guest it would appear I walked up to her, a smile on my face She saw my approach and ruffled her lace I began to speak with her, this goddess And we talked the night through, I did impress Her beauty didn’t stall, I kept going Now she holds a love that keeps on giving
Russell Sivey


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Boyfriend

Baby, you remind me of a bunny, 
sweet loyal and trustworthy
you always make life funny
when we're not together, i miss you badly,

you notice things no other man bothers to notice,
when i look into your blue eyes i see the true me,
my exes made me feel worthless
that's why i believe in our family,

when we speak i feel the love 
when you smile at me i could swim in your dimples
our hands fit together as snug as gloves
and one hug from you makes life seem simple

I'm so happy you are my boyfriend
i never want this relationship to end. 


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Who is happy in this year - 2015

Who is happy in this year?
Aries, reliable cooperator will help you a lot.
Taurus, good sense leads your things to be fresh and hot. 
Gemini, think well and take an advance without fear.

Cancer, taking natural way,  makes problems clear.
Leo, keep your principles to get absolute success.
Virgo, be independent, and you'll get much progress.
Libra, wait a bit till good person will soon appear.

Scorpio, original idea will bring you goodness.
Sagittarius, new stage starts with rapid decision.
Capricorn, fortunate all time, but watch your health well.

Aquarius, if you're prudent, you can reach goal well.
Pisces, your success depends on optimization.
And sometimes, lucky comes pretending unhappiness.


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Happy Valentine's Day

I was wondering what happened to you
I was worrying about you
Your silence had wiped the smile off my face
Your long distance left me out of place

But I now I see you
You have come back with a view
Of our love to be
No chance to ruin
Only intent is to reign

I will close my eyes and enjoy this moment
Of your sweet caress
Of your love scent


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Happy Birthday Lorena

Of the laurel tree your name is derived
Honor and victory are contained therein
Complete happiness has been deprived
Your victory, where is it, and also when

Patience, all good things to those in wait
Suffering like everything else must fade
Compassion is definitely your great trait
In the calm waters of kindness you wade

Lorena, your dedication was long overdue
A great friend, and inspiration you provide
Sympathy and motivation ringing through
Leaving an eternal bond I feel deep inside

Although many have the capacity to be-friend
You're a special person, now and until the end


By Wayland Bunch
Happy Birthday Lori, poem belated but I hope you had
a great birthday..	Thanks for always listening and being
patient and unselfish in your tough times. You're a great
friend I'm.lucky to have.























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HAPPY NOW



Home is a place,
All answers come;
Plant in this space,
Ply your own sums;
Yes be at peace.
Purpose must grow;
Live passion's tease,
Art needs a show;
Yes to new sights,
Sights that show up.
Work in fond light,
Entrance life's cup;
Live and do well,
Love where you dwell.




Leon Enriquez
10 November 2014
Singapore


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Happy Anniversary!

The anniversary of your treason
Disturbs the air—again! Like every year
Floating, whispering, the one real reason
You left me; the name never leaves my ear.
“Him!” a name I can’t even speak, wouldn’t dare.
For it would cause chaos and confusion  
Too daunting, distances too far to bear, 
Can’t even comprehend that illusion.
You left me here to sit—sick! And the thought
Of you and him in that beautiful embrace…
It’s a damn shame what you did! I OUGHTA!!!!!
Just, calm down—please! Dear Lord, please give me grace.
	The love you gave—your perfect portrayal,
	The love you took—your perfect betrayal.

Submitted for Olusegun Adelana's "Betrayal" contest


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New Beginning

As I wake up I can see the sun shine,
Smiling because everything's divine,
I'm happy feeling so alive,
I have a rush of emotions that are hard to define.
I lay down at night and my mind plays peekaboo,
Sleeping so peacefully dreaming of you,
Having anxiety contemplating on my next move,
Can this be happening is this really true.
The wounds on my heart are starting to heal,
Walls are breaking down from feelings I conceal,
Am I this lucky because to feels so surreal,
I deserve this because I've been through some rough ordeals.
I'm blessed because you found your way to me,
The emptiness going away because I'm the chosen nominee,
The loneliness is settling turning into glee,
God sent you in my life so it has to be meant to be.
Talking all day morning to night,
Having deep conversations the connection's so right,
Bonded together like glue can't wait to unite,
You've given me the inspiration again to write.
Joys taking over this once broken soul,
Mending the once broken pieces back into a whole,
With our feelings combined it'll be out of control,
Because it's my heart that you stole.

 December 19, 2013
~The One and Only~


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Happy Endings

Saw Brecht rolling in his grave
And Weill gasping for air.
And the masterful Brecht rave,
And rant and try to be fair.
(if that is possible for his rage,)
that audience-tested Happy endings 
by TV and Hollywood rule the age
and color rosy,  these times' being


With gorge rising say, we all love
Those Happy Endings,  so addicted
And far into labored joy they shove
Thus, the truth of our lives we ignore
With plenty of joy and sorrow sure,
And lead so willingly  by the "corps."


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IN A POOR MAN'S HOME

THE POOR MAN'S HOME

In a Poor Man's home
There is no wish 
Not even on your dish; 
No choice, but not boresome. 

In a Poor Man's home, 
Nothing is found on a silver platter;
Not even on a clay platter; 
No rejoice, but not toilsome. 

In a Poor Man's home 
You can't pay your fees 
Not even on your knees; 
No voice, but in all, its awesome. 

But tho' it seems today bitter 
It'll be tomorrow sweeter.


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Sunshine and Rainbows

Childhood days of long ago, were sunny.
I seldom had a reason for a tear.
If sadness should come unexpectedly,
Strong, loving arms of comfort would be near.
Welcomed after a quartet of loved sons,
I was my parent’s long awaited girl.
They and my four brothers doted on me.
Life was the fabled oyster, I the pearl.

Sheltered as I was from life’s disasters,
When even my young brothers did their part
To show me the beauty all around me,
I could not help but grow a happy heart.
Though sadness has accosted me at times,
My happy heart has softened it with rhymes.

Written:  May 23,2012 

Theme (2) “Happy Heart”


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Laughing Devil saddens me on happy a occasion

Was having gala time with friends in Niece's marriage function 
Spirited friends thought of having bhang* for fun of rarity 
Greedy of mild floater effect, scary of hangover, finally gave in for fun 
Toast raised with glass of 'bhang', few more and began party  
Intoxicated, Laughing Monster seized me, laughed with insanity 
Friends tried all to normalise laughing tantrum 
But monstrous laugh only gained momentum 

Panic mounted, as I was summoned by Panditji*for marriage ritual  
As a maternal unclr, had to perform customary ritual with bride-groom  
Stuck with intoxicated laugh, but serious was ritual, embarrassed one and all   
Gained normalcy post ceremony, cursed self, all fired, pity having no room  
Pledged never to indulge in bhang, took a life-time vow soon 
Marriage album without my ritual snap, still condemns me  
Memory of laughing devil, on happy a occasion still saddens me  
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PS (*) :
a) Bhang - Indian hemp, a milk concoction, having potential of queer intoxication 
& narcotic effect. Intoxication high results in mad indulgence of repetitive action 
for many hours. The action, one is engaged in at the beginning time of knock-out 
state perpetuates for many hours e.g if one was laughing... he will continue to 
laugh for many hours....   

b) Panditji – Priest performing marriage ritual

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Rhyme scheme : a-b-a-b-b-c-c

( Entry for Members contest – The Devil made me do it by Thvia Shetley)


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Day of the new Dawn

And the day arrives, day of the new dawn
where I can play my own moves, no longer a pawn.

Learning from every moment, every creature 
thus starts my new affair again with nature

Eager, excited and looking around for more 
mind racing almost through every store

Leaving behind , memories of past
few sweet, few sour, who knows, how long they last

A new found innocence, like a new born baby
I find myself curious and crazy

Walking on a new path, just the beginning,
no idea how long I would have this feeling.

And yes! the day has arrived, day of the new dawn,
capturing all happiness ,my portrait has finally been drawn.


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Uplifting Thoughts

Uplifting Thoughts

A warm smile always beats a cold hard frown.
 Gather in that joy bring sweetness on down.
Give a positive thought to your worries and cares.
 Imagine a billion dollar company you have shares.

When distress rears it's massively ugly head.
 Pull those silk covers up and sleep late in bed!
Wake at noon to lay about in comfort all day.
 Imagine a boom and your stock so sweetly pays.

A warm smile always beats the chill of despair.
 Be a million dollar baby without a single care.
Travel the world over in your huge new yacht.
 Rejoicing in the massive, massive wealth you got!

A frown spoils the heart and slashes at love.
Keep your soul bright and your spirit soaring above!

06/28/2014

Sponsor, Elly 
Wouterse
Encore - 
anonymous positive new sonnet 1 original, for this contest,  new 
written poem about something beautiful..... Only the poetry 
form sonnet is acceptable.

Share "something beautiful" for this contest. Tell us all(!) about it.


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The Happy Children

Since fall, they’ve stayed where they had first been put
away from human view beneath the earth.
Through chill of winter, longing to take root,
they lie, dear tender babes, awaiting birth.

Snow melts into the ground and down comes rain.
The unborn infants hear the pattering
and feel the warmth when Sun, aroused again,
shines brightly forth to welcome sister Spring.

Their lovely colored heads all in a row
emerge by end of March from Mother’s womb.
How fleet the time each child then takes to grow.
How brief the span of each sweet Tulip’s bloom!

Each year reborn, they’re twofold. . . mourn them not.
More’s the merrier. . . they’re a happy lot!

April 6, 2012


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Happy Birthday Meg (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Happy belated birthday Meg This is your time to shake a leg Hope you celebrated your way Go ahead and have a great day May your territory increase And in you God’s blessings release Holy Spirit hands on you lay Go ahead and have a great day From you evil spirits depart They will not cause grief to your heart This is your time for fun and play Go ahead and have a great day! Happy belated birthday Meg Go ahead and have a great day © Joseph, 4/19/08 © All Rights Reserved Comments: For my poet friend Margaret Okubo on her birthday. The Kyrielle Sonnet has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain stanzas and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each stanza. Each line within the sonnet has eight syllables. The French use the first and last line of the first quatrain as the ending couplet. This reinforces the refrain within the poem. The rhyming scheme for a Kyrielle Sonnet normally is: AabB, ccbB, ddbB, AB -or- AbaB, cbcB, dbdB, AB.


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HAPPY STYLES



Hurl a new song, health grooves to show;
Appease your soul, applaud your moods;
Ply sweet and strong, pray with clear glow;
Play witty whole, prize what feels good.
Yield to fond zest, yell cheery strains.
Sing of fond feel, surge with sound vibes;
Thrill sensuous quest, touch knows love's gain;
Yes make time heal, your pledge ascribes.
Live that sure hint, love moves kind heart;
Eat, drink and dance, etch grandeur's flow;
See spirits tint, sense sanguine start.
Act out grand chance, art primes bright glow.
Choose to address charm's crafty fit;
Trust in the best, test humour's wit.




Leon Enriquez
04 November 2014
Singapore


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Happy Sobbing over Jane Austin

So absorbed I become,  I must hold my breath
While reading of love's unrequited quest
A tissue in hand wipes a tear from my eye
Enthralled with such bliss, I joyfully cry!

Cover to cover, each novel tells the same
Stories of restraint, where respect still had a name
To honor tradition, often true love had to hide
Keeping family dignity, maintaining family pride

Mr. Darcy so adores her....while she dreams about him too
Complex misunderstandings. Oh dear! Now what will they do?
Unrequited love is burning, ...twisting, turning, bending
That final page of yearnings, how I rejoice at happy endings!!

Such sadness and anguish, but as strange as it may seem....
Jane Austin love stories....give me tragic....happy....dreams! !


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