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The Scent of Water

In the Christmas Freeze of 1983
Mama thought she lost her Oleander tree
Some called it a “bush,” but at 14 feet tall
Its shadow cast wide on her home’s southern wall

How she mourned the loss of this beloved plant
She begged the Lord for any blessing He’d grant
The freeze ended soon, though her tree appeared dead
The scent of water each day clung to its bed

On January twenty-fourth, the call came
Dad said mom entered God’s heavenly domain
A neighbor had found her, lying in the yard
Next to remnants of a plant she’d not discard

In May a miracle appeared to occur
The strong plant revived, as if waiting for her



*True occurrence based on my mother’s death, January 24, 1984.
Poem written July 12, 2014


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The Scent of Water

The scent of water steamed off your skin
- I felt boyish, vulnerable;
you peeked through a wisp of hair and beckoned
and all of the stars shot and scrambled.
You blurred in their midst - smiling;
I was your madras clad marionette
all wrapped in tangled strings.
How could I ever forget!
Here on the same shore, the salty scent
- memories of years that have flown but not gone;
emotions so wisely spent
on a promise to carry on.
As your ashes fly to the briny air
remember the promise you made when you left me here ...


Modern Sonnet Written July 16, 2014


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Uplifting morn by the lake

 
Uplifting morn by the lake

As I sit here beside Lake Joondalup
With silent morn as yet not woken up
Green parrots sing from gnarled old wetland trees
As leaves they dance and whirl on the morning breeze.

A tiger snake he comes, a swimming by
As gulls they screech and fly into the sky
Two kangaroos, so big, and strong, and grey
They seem so happy on this perfect day

The air is filled with so much mystery
I sit and watch filled with serenity
As the sun peeps through the clouds there in the sky
From its orange hue, I hear a raven cry.

As Morning silence Fill’s my very soul
The dawn, arrives and make’s me feel so whole.

30 June 2014 @ 1432hrs.


For Elly's Sonnet contest.


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Waterflow

Waterflow

 Water falls in drops of liquid pearl
 Landing on my head first
 Then down my nose and my shoulders
 Dripping down my members.

 In thirst I lift my head up to drink
 The water descends cleansing
 Taking in its flow all the toxins
 And leaves a revived sense of being.

 The words You softly whisper in my mind
 Are like water of the purest kind
 They take away my fears at night
 And make me feel so alive.

 For Your love is like a spring of life
 That ever flows from on high.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright Nov. 2011


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Idealism

Youthful dreams of very rich future
A life to enjoy planet's water pure
Kingdoms and powers are offered to him
As he drinks crystal (clear) water filled to brim

Lush green grass grows wild by the cool clear stream
Softens the pleasant place to dream his dream
Most beautiful place on this hemisphere
Will remain when thoughtful living adhere

The dream he dreams is to rule the whole earth
Where live in a great gold gilded city he'll  birth
Then he changes goes wild having his fling
Soon forget reasons for his rule to bring

Lost in the power, influence, shiny  gold
If only __a different story  told


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THE SCENT OF WATER

THE SCENT OF WATER Forlorn, distance roots between you and I; Carve 'neath fire silhouettes buried grief; Burn then blurred by irrational mischief; Has crimson love gone pale and soon may die? Trampled with reasons leaving us tongue tie; Falling, slowly falling, is marriage leaf... Amor ebbing , ebbing, like a thief. Divorce papers rocketing quite, quick high! Heaven knows, flaws, deaden raw I want fix; Reckon blows, glow, freshen love flow essence; Leaden float the scent of water,redden snow mater. Lessons learned bestow order resins of brighter hello; Father God, bless aglow each corners in progression... (c)olive eloisa 4:52pm July 14, 2014 Sponsor Poet Destroyer A Contest Name one sad poem 5th place, to God be the glory.. :) ***Inspired with the verse theme: John 14: 7-9 and the movie "FIREPROOF"...


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Swim These Fields

The trees expand right over the water Bringing awe, perfect brightness to the sound The free-flowing brook moves swiftly over Eyes can capture the young feelings abound I enjoy the emotion that’s around Loving of nature is proudly encased Moisture by the emanating fog's sound Towards a peaceful life that’s interlaced I will always go cherish this day here No other time nor place can sure compare And my heart will always exist right here Forever I will swim these fields and lairs Tenderly open your eyes towards me So when I come near, you can surely see Russell Sivey


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Paddleboat on a Pond

Peacefully she sits on her paddleboat In the sunlight she keeps herself afloat She sees her reverse image on water This allows her boat to teeter-totter She places her hand onto the still pond Lifts her head as she begins to respond The sunlight beams on her with a warm ray Illumines everything outside today She opens her picnic basket for food Her meal eaten puts her in a good mood The sound of the pond, you can hear the bugs As on the surface they come and slightly buzz The scene is dramatic, very tranquil She wants to stay here, where she is grateful
Russell Sivey


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Water Dance

In the watery bed I float along
Soothing thoughts swirl aimlessly in my head
Blue green melting into a lovely song 
Whispering trickles of words to be said

Dancing so beautifully on the toe
Ballerinas drown on their timely own
Spinning in circles big little and low
Wonderful and flowing let it be known

Small asters and rose petals float about
The aquatic surface so pure and smooth
Ripples and waves forcing me in and out
The differences in motion break and move

Watery eyes gazing into the sun
My journey of wet life has just begun


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In the Meadow

The shadow on the crystal lake water Comes from a young girl very sweet and pure She’s a charmer, people want to see her For her skin’s so smooth, and her smile’s a lure Eyes that sure resemble puppy dog’s eyes Her soft hand makes ripples where water lies Tenderly she brings water to her face No part of her body is out of place Droplets drip down her face and to her heart Allowing those around to see beauty Her presence is very cute to impart No one can deny her inner psyche Sadly she will never stay at this age I’ll always love my girl, at any stage
Russell Sivey Entered into Dana'lynn Smith's "In The Meadow" contest 4/18/2013


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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


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The River So Calm

The river is so calm, flows with such great ease It does move, but only when there is a breeze I feel like taking a dip in the water But most people would wonder what’s the matter It seemed like a good idea for Sunday Knowing its Easter, its cold, I say no way I’m a little crazy, but not that insane I sure would not do something quite this inane The water still looks pristine and beautiful I still put my toes in the water, prideful It takes me aback, but I love the cool feel It makes me feel alive, and know that I’m real Someday soon I will go for a swim in here When it is warmer, the best time of the year
Russell Sivey


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The Scent of Water

Clear water fell like thunder blinding
sight from over burdened skies.
The scent of water forever binding,
uplifts our earthly ties.

For there is life in these cool waters
to feed all of nature at a glance
and refresh the earth as its barter,
revealing our common circumstance.

Yet, as the fresh scent of water lives,
dryness in deserts howl and moan.
Two days of water in this winter gives,
our desert is not a valley home.
      As summer compels us toward grief,
      The heat only doused the brown leaf.


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Black Rain

An active storm forecast for Hurricane Season
Sandbags, evacuations can save people’s lives
But offshore in black water a new threat now thrives
Inland states may suffer too, here’s the reason
Storms gain power in Gulf seas betrayed by treason
Soaking up dark sea’s moisture, such power derives
Will tropical cyclones carry black rain like knives
Giving inland farm crops, city streets a greasin’

The man-made drilling well still spews oil that floats
But the clouds of great storms may be darker this year
Murky sea water now lies in the Gulf storms’ path
Ma Nature has an aerial view as she gloats
Remains of dinosaurs fill hurricanes with fear
Bitter justice abounds in a defiled earth’s wrath


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A Water Sonnet

Rivers roll, across the lands
and their song is heard, by many ears.
While oceans roll, upon the sands 
and cry their crystal tears.

The tides will help to cleanse the earth; 
sand-showers; they are free.
Though ocean-lands, may have a wide girth;
the tides will find it, yes siree!

Water is the source of life; 
a precious, roaming gift.
A lack of water, produces strife
and sands, they cannot shift.

So pray, the rain, will always come.
To water’s music; life must hum.


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Autumn Spread

Trees all flare some bright orange and yellow Filaments of red spread where wind billows Up in the sky shows the darker grey mass Slightly blue expressed, shows autumn alas A special tree wallows near a calm pond Tree explodes colors like that from a wand And reflects onto the water below An image of itself reversed I know Fall rules this passive, semi-cloudy day Grey dominates the sky, blue comes its way Pond ripples by the bugs on the surface Flying across displaying its own pace Autumn releases some grand dynasty Peace is in the air, sends tranquility
Russell Sivey


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Down the Glen I Look by, Olive Eloisa Guillermo and James Fraser

From my window, down the Glen I look Amidst forested slopes, a stretch of water lies Seeing it once can leave the viewer hooked I now know why it's hard to bid goodbye Wandering far, limpid blue loch says hello It's sublime beauty seizes my leisure walk Alongside whisky coloured grass that grows Teeming trees, as the scene greets me in flock Candy fluffy clouds, glide above her waters blue Caressing cliffs, shading all for free Bluebells scents satiates my sense so true It's crystalline fluid beckons me to spree Whether one is local, or a holiday tourist The loch freezes the eye so one can't resist . Written by, Olive Eloisa Giullermo & James Fraser


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Indispensable Essence, 2

 (Shakespearean)

Against the sky, the weathered land now sinks
as water pours its force upon the earth
'til mossy glades become the tattered links
between the ocean's rim and mountain's girth.
A drought creates the stagnant puddle-scum
unfit to slake the thirst of man or ape
while life on earth will shrink and soon become
too weak to fight disease or seek escape.
Yet streams still flow with water fresh and clean
to nourish all of life within their range,
as pastures blossom, lush in verdant green,
from rain which curries earth in soft exchange.
        As life cannot continue without breath,
        a rainless land may gather only death.


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Love

Let me strip you from the morning dew,
It is spring: listen to the raising melody
in the garden, the daffodils bloom anew:
let me take your tears under my custody.
 
Down, a river runs between twin hills,
The wind tries to contest the water pace,
Howling and spinning blades of windmills:
as my fingertips drop down by your face.
 
Do not weep if you discover me dead,
Touch my cold lips: make our breath one,
on my gravestone, last words you read.
Join by my side on this grave: love is gone
to navigate on the stead water stream,
a man cannot dream twice the same dream.


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Sonnet 33

If only I could open up your eyes,
As waves and seas to see I am your man,
Your soul would flow with water of my cries,
Protecting me through storms as walls of damn.

I float to love like flowers float amidst,
Gardens of green on floors of summers earth.
I swim to you my love, as fishes kiss,
Through storm and rain, the womb of waters birth.

To let me drown would die my heart that beats,
A thousand sounds that sacrifice to swim,
My days would surface what hot deserts greets,
Dessert for death at dawn dried out and grim.

Oh what a pleasure love brings to the well,
Yet without water how love sings to hell.


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Foster City

It has been built beyond the last frontier
on salty marshland and on tidal streams
on visionary plans, on hopes and dreams
Here comes to rest the restless pioneer

The waves and wind inhabitants don’t fear
because the levee like a fortress seems
Although the water may rise to extremes
the stronghold by the bay will persevere

The city has the water in its veins
It flows for fish and man, past work and rest
In the Lagoon ends every waterway

And when it is the season for the rains
this landlocked sea is at is very best
and leads redundant water to the bay


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The Scent of Water

Death was upon the heart I gathered in
And I found my needs had no importance
All that I saw, diminished dreams again
Lost years faded, I'll never reverance
You offered me love to comfort my breath
A welcomed hand stretched to my withdrawal
To heal my world and torment my heart's death
Giving hope to slay the demons I saw
This gift of salvation poured from your heart
To cleanse my spirit from its weathered gray
With scent of water, its beautiful part
Grasping your hand tight, I asked you to stay

You found me dying and near my heart's tomb
Watered my soul, made it flourish and bloom

contest The Scent of Water
7/10/14


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Home

Reaching, crawling, from deep within my dark,
Emerging from an almost endless night.
So thirsty in a land so dry and stark,
But I see the waves, I can see the light.

As I taste the salty blue, my soul stirs.
Reflections of a peace that I once knew,
A calling I can't deny, it allures,
For through these blue skies, I once freely flew.

Cool water awakens my sleeping soul,
Soothing my burns from a journey of pain.
Living so alone, has taken its toll,
Where love is only for personal gain.

A world without air, a world without breathe,
Will be forever home until my death.


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Ode to the lilies in the water

every single season
she's in survival mode
focused on her beacon
nymph on a water road

while darkest seasons rule
she's hiding in the deep
on her small private stool
faking she's  deep asleep

at first outburst of light
she's crawling all the way
for  best possible sight
one long  glorious day

waterlilies' jewels
seasons long  renewals

© Ellie Daphne

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The Scent of Water

The Scent of Water


When eternally living waters move in your veins
gone are life's many scars and very ugly stains
Air suddenly gifts joys and great happiness anew
blessings descend so quickly down upon you

Cool dawns eagerly await your early morning rise
time sends purpose , greater life that truly flies
Soul begins to sing out gayly both day and night
thirst quenched your mind and body takes flight 

Gone are the dull miseries that kept you bored
as was gifted the "scent of water" from our Lord
Giving, sharing becomes exciting new way of life
exiting are the many little pains and daily strife

Eternal water quenches any and every desperate thirst
so drink up, drink to remove in your life the very worst.

07/08/2014


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Dirty Birdies

They might be dirty birdies… but of course I love them so.
Even with the birdseed scatters far across the floor.
But I doubt they’re really dirty since they crowd my birdbath so.
And with the drought outside my door I let their water flow.

They flutter around the bowl with ease as it empties twice a day.
And I enjoy watching them play in a wonderful display.
Nowhere will you find such an intensely flowing water storm.
And 12 stick close together as they show they’re many charms.

I authorize their playfulness for my many tiny friends.
Even a tiny hummingbird comes to my window in the end.
Now that is most surprising, as I have nothing for him to eat.
We both just like admiring the view for it is such a treat.

Of course he’s really telling me to turn on the sprinkler hose.
For he loves to travel back and forth as the water travels so.




As a child my mother took care of the chicken coup and began to
Despise those Dirty Birds… but when I was young her comment turned 
Into a name for those I loved… I was too young to realize her true meaning
At the time… Later it stayed with me as a memory of how different were our
lives and how things are passed along from one generation to another...


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WATER: An Experience

Water! Water!! 
Water!!!
Water everywhere
Not a drop to drink
Nor a drop to water
The withering petals 
here.
Our patience is now 
on its brink
Cos we are in an 
endless queue
Infront of a solitary 
well
With little of this life 
saving liquid in it
One shouts, others 
take the cue
And make the place a 
hell
In a bid for all to 
have a share of it.

'Let's be patient', 
from the queue said 
one
'In the end this 
battle by us will be 
won.'


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Pisces, The Fish, Living Waters

Pisces, The Fish, Living Waters

Swimming in cool blue waters so deep
rainbow fish , so pretty the stars weep
Oceans filled with great hope and pride
on celestial waves greatness takes a ride

Constellations shining brightly to see
lights glowing in the past and future be
A sign to speed life on it's merry way 
guiding our spirits into a future day

Neptune stands his mighty waters so well
holding back the monsters from deepest hell
Comets bring in the joy of desperate relief
washing away anguished pains of epic grief

In a bright galaxy so very far, far away
Seas of life exist, love and sweetly play

Robert J. Lindley, 07-12-2014

Sponsor Leonora Galinta 
Contest Name , Poem with a Theme: Zodiac Sign


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Crying Out - 2

Have my peccant daydreams seep away
Purged from my mind devoid all delay
Evaporate those thoughts like the mist
Wring as a sponge, oh LORD, with a twist
Have me absorb ideas you adore
Blessed visions soak deep to the core
Living water so pure for my soul
Please, fill me up, each pore, every hole
My thoughts are wrong, so done be your will
Your providence is far greater still
So, God, exchange, my sin with your grace
Each transgression, remove every trace
Though my frail mind compels me to turn
With drowning pain, my life, you did earn.


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The Fishermens' Dream

I was in Mexico, sparkling blue water of the sea
When my friend and I decided to charter a boat
And go fishing, so we got up at 5am simply, to be free. 
No more jobs or money, only four of us to be afloat.

We boarded the boat to fish but soon to our surprise
We hooked a marlin to keep us on our toes.
After 4 hours of battle, his body grimly rose
And floated up to the top of  the water to his final demise

The heroics passed quickly and congratulations too.
I had killed something beautiful, my heart bore the shame
One of God’s creatures, for my vanity, I only felt blame.
My grief cut like a knife and despair only grew.

	Oh the fisherman’s dream, the marlin’s life deceased?
                Why did I kill him, instead of revering his peace? 



Julie Heckman
A sonnet, also considered a limerick...hope my seriousness doesn't
blow you humor away.