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Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror

Copyright © Bill Kim | Year Posted 2013

Details | I do not know? | |

The Way

Its the way the breeze whispers

across my skin

and the sun caresses

me

in his warmth

 

its the way you love me

even when you’re not here

Copyright © rachel blake | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

"Promise"

Please don't
They are angry
At us for deceiving
Wounded
We're left in this cold alley
Thrown like dog's
Im waiting for the right time
But my pulse is not going so fast as when they were here
Because of a religion im a target
Because i want to be myself
They want me
And my beloved 
Please tell me your ok
Tell me is over now
All she asked me
My self with frozen tears falling down
Answered
A little bit longer and we are gonna be in heaven
She said i am lying
I said
Sometimes truth is hidden between lies
She want's me to hold her tight
But we must play dead until every one else die
I asked her back
Do you remember?

When We met each other
Playing dead with the dogs
She said back
I do
And look at us now
Playing dead again with death by the side
I told her there how much i loved her
She stood quiet
After long seconds she said with her trembling voice
Me too
Snow is cold
Heart is not strong
I told her to focus
It was gonna be over soon
Then she said repeated i love you
Then i stood quiet
I was gonna say love you too
When a soldier jumped at us and started shooting at the dead bodies
I looked at her pretty eyes
Her frozen lips i say the move and i spelled "I Love You"
Right there bullets got her
Her blood was every were
The soldier wasted all his bullets
Then he left
My cried there
But the cold didn't my tears fall
Frozen

Two nights later
The invasion was over
I was able to stop playing dead
I ran to her body
And hug it tight
Saying sorry and repeating i love you hundreds of times
For that time the sun shined bright on that solo tunnel
I looked at the sun with fear
And asked why did she left...
She promise me before they came here she wasn't gonna die
Not with my son inside
Then tears broke from my eyes like a river
Two lives in one
How can that embrace my life
Then i stood up and walked away
Leaving behind
The note i never lend to her...

Note: 

My love, much time have passed since last time, i am most certain i haven't called either
send a picture of me, but everything is fine, hope you are too, by the way i wanted to
remind you how much and how strong i love you, i promise one thing, I will not die, you
will see me one more time, a time that will cut forever, hope the sun is burning bright
there, i heard snow is bad, i will come back home in 6 days, ti'll then put your love on
the pocket, i'll be back home darling... 

Much Love, your Husband Wes Ortiz

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010

Details | Sonnet | |

Tears from the Sun

The painted sky weeps under a sad sun
A field of mud the place our souls shall dwell
As scattered gray reminds, life's course has run
Its sadness reflecting from the eye's well,
Streaming down in salted trails to their end
Waiting for last breath without testament
Remembering days, years we'll not extend
Now confronting our death, we are content
The sun has cried today for carnage seen
Along the ridge where bodies lay, so still 
Covered in bloody mud fields, once pristine
Gift given to this field, without ill will

   To die for country, alone far from home
   Trumpet blows, then silence after death's moan


dusted and refreshed an old poem for
100 in a row contest
Poet Destroyer A

Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2014

Details | I do not know? | |

Natures Soldier

Formation of water appearing on his head

Lying lifeless the beads of cold run down to his heart

Beatless it waits for any sign of life

Like a rose, his body insists for the morning sun

His soul left him not 2 hours ago

Cut down short by a dagger in his chest

The lonely water propells into his wound

Cleansing it of remorse and guilt

Too later, he cannot feel the healing power of nature

As dawn breaks and the sun beams into his bones

Drying his darkness and relieving his dead mind 

The day has cleansed this lost being

Mother nature has kissed his body with her tears

Warmth of the sun has eliminated his evil ways

For now he is part of our world....her world

Decomposing for others to feed off

Good or bad everyone needs to pass

Soon time will get you, and when it does

Will the sun heal your wounds

Or will the water cleanse your soul

Or will it be too late......

Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse | |

Young summer sun

A face so pale, a face so pure
Under the blue of sky in the long field grass, our youth galore
Innocence and sheer beauty combined
A moment of magic cast deep within my mind
The beauty of which once I knew
Before the darker days grew and grew

Rolling in the long, tall grass, running in the fields
Kissing under the evening stars
Swimming in the cool night stream
Looking in your eyes where all my dreams reside

The face so pure and pale
Your hair so blonde and long
Blue eyes that stole my heart
A softness of touch now gone

In the killing fields of France, in the hell of the Somme
The picture of your pale soft face was all I had to hold on
The dream of holding your face and looking into your beautiful eyes
Haunted my time in war, made me cry in the night

Returned a hero, returned a broken man, the boy you loved so much before
died in the fields of a foreign land

Now of an old age, nearly 91

I stand in the field of ours under the burning sun

Looking for the face I love, the fleeting sight of your flowing hair in the breeze on the long, tall grass, your giggle on my ear drum, your kiss of a thousand exploding stars
Now knowing that as I fought for peace
Your battle had begun
You died of a heart attack, you were taken much too young

I never stopped loving you.

I never stopped wanting you.

I never stopped seeing your beautiful soft face, blue eyes in our field of long, tall grass 
Where our love had begun under the young summer sun.

Copyright © T.I.R.O. JY | Year Posted 2016