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As the weather softly turns
Beckoning in the Equinox
Clusters of colourful bulbs
Dance and sway in the breeze
Eagles swoop up on thermals
Flying high until they are specks
Golden feathers gleaming amid
Heather glowing white on the hills
Indigo skies with puffy clouds
Jutting into various shapes
Kale drift by lazily snapping flies
Luscious grasses adorn the meadows
Mushrooms appear nestled under trees
Nightingales sweetly sing in Spring
Osprey dive deep for fish
Plunging in time and again
Quaint old fashioned flowers
Radiant with rainbow colours
Spread rampant in the beds
Tulips dip and bow in greeting
Under the hosta's a dormouse lives
Velvet nose twitching the air
Watching out for birds of prey
Xanado bathed in sunshine highlights
Yellow buttercups which coat the ground as
Zenith of Spring soon now will fade away.
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Assorted spring flowers, naked, rise in morning sun
Breaking through a thin blanket of snow, earth spun.
Cascades of dainty Narcissus smile with golden faces
Drinking up the sun as morning warmth embraces.
Enjoy the heavenly floral scent that gardens bring.
Fledglings high in tree nests sense that it is spring.
Growing fast they will soon gain courage to take flight,
Hovering low over canopies, it is their birthright!
Irises spring forth in hopes to match the sky
Just as daffodils claim the colors of sun’s eye.
Keep the cherry blossom's imprint in your mind
Leaving memories of pink poetic petals that you find.
Moments spent in this season’s refreshing rain
Nurture and inspire a poet’s muse again.
Only spring can coax the lovely lilac’s bloom
Perfuming breezes, singing springtime’s tune.
Quaint bird houses dot the country lanes
Rewarding visions viewed through window panes.
Spring reclaims our joyful mood as winter ends,
Treating us to vivid colors this season sends.
Uncloaking animals in snowy hibernation,
Verdant becomes the blessings of vegetation.
Wealth is seen in all the colors of sweet spring
Xylogenous creatures in forests are welcoming.
Yellowthroat warblers singing in trees greet melting snow.
Zephyr’s enchant, as they scatter blossoms down below.
© Connie Marcum Wong
February 21, 2015
Abecedarian - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
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Apple blossoms flutter in the breeze. Awakening,
Barefoot to the brook we go, brightly scampering,
Counting caterpillars discovered on our way -
Daffodil and daisy picking this delightful day.
Enjoying the earth’s rebirth, revitalized are we!
Free, like foals we frolic through the fields with energy.
Green surrounds us; onto grass gratefully we fall.
Happy to have found this heaven, on a hill we sprawl.
Invigorated by our rest, in a little while,
Joyously we jump right up; we only have a mile. . .
Knowing we are getting close, faster now we run,
Leaping over lilies lying lush beneath the sun.
Myriads of other meadow flowers now appear.
Nature’s hidden splendor is getting very near.
Over by an old oak tree, it’s coming into view!
Picture perfect, it presents a pure and pleasant hue.
Quickly we approach it, without a single qualm.
Refreshingly it beckons us; our romp disturbs its calm.
Suddenly we’re splashing , and later we will seek
Tadpoles that are teeming in this, our secret creek.
Until the sun has disappeared in the April sky,
Vibrant crimson will have spilled through clouds. We say goodbye
With great reluctance to our brook, which has been for us
Xanadu! But now the warmth of home awaits us. Thus. . .
Youthful frolicking is finished. We have left the stream.
Zestful romps I may revisit in a grownup’s dream.
Written 2/21/15 for the spring theme
Abecedarian Poetry Contest of Shadow Hamilton
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All around our hedgerows and gardens
Buds are forming bringing brilliant
Colour into our lives where previously
Dreary winter darkness lurked.
Everywhere new life is forming
Fields are bouncing with spring lambs
Gamboling about with their friends.
Hyacinths sensational scent fills the air
I simply love this time of year
Just bursting with new life
Knowing that spring is finally here
Lightens my spirits and
Makes me smile
Nesting birds collect food for fledglings
Only pausing for tiny breaks. They are
Perfect parents who work tirelessly
Quietly and lovingly
Raising their beautiful brood who are
Soon to leave the nest
Trees become dressed in gorgeous green
Until they are fully clothed
Verdant vegetation covers the land
With new crops growing
Xanthic coloured daffodils
Yearn for spring sunshine and merrily they
Zigzag in the warm winds
Contest Abecedarian - Shadow Hamilton
~awarded 3rd place~
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Another day drifts by for time never seizes.
Beauty of nature, her art, it pleases.
Captivated by the birth, I stare,
Death becomes life and love lives there.
Emotions of the season, storm and rain,
Fast and furious, with pleasure comes pain.
Growing with knowing it has to be done,
Hurt comes with healing, hourglass sands run.
Inside the Earth, a complex creation unfolds.
Journey to the surface to break the soiled holds.
Kindred spirits dance in the springtime sun.
Life explodes as the resting river starts to run.
Marching forth into spring like soldiers of tin,
Never relenting to make this season begin.
Opening the windows, air blows in fresh.
Promises and reality wants and wills mesh.
Quilts of colors are sewn on landscapes,
Rainbows and clouds are heavens drapes.
Sensational flowers start to bloom bright,
Tantalizing touches create an awesome sight.
Under the springtime night sky, the world sings to me
Voices of critters and creation in lyrical harmony.
Writing love notes in the soft sand rugs,
X's and O's, springtime kisses and hugs.
Yellow sun yellows the time written pages.
Zest of the season is embraced throughout the ages.
For Contest: Spring Abecedarian
Date: February 14, 2014
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. . .
as a child I had an unwritten history in this world
blind, wailing and unaware, totally helpless
crying is all I knew of life at that time
deep in my throbbing heart a love was born
every day I was kissed and hugged by mother
full of wild mirth and infant joy, I laughed and smiled
gone now is that love for she lays in her tomb
hanging my head I write poems, pages and pages
in my soul I keep the memories from gathering dust
just yesterday, I reminisced a happy day of us
keeping the love from being lost, I write and write
look at me with your sad eyes
mother, I will paint poems full of love and grief
now and then, I gaze at the past with quivering tears
oh, and with my throbbing heart memories flow
past the clicking, ticking clock of life, I remove the dust
quietly, I bow my head at your tomb and let tears fall
returning often to clean the cold, weathered stone
sweet memories, memories, memories is all I have
till my last breath, no dust shall gather
until we meet beyond this domain of earth, I keep
visions of a realm where your beautiful soul sleeps
whatever time has destroyed, I must strive to remove the dust
xanadu, a garden lovely is where I dream that you dwell
your memory will never, ever, ever, ever gather dust, for
zillions of years from now my poetry will speak of deep love
February 26, 2015
For the contest, Gathering Dust, sponsor, John Lawless
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All around me
Beautiful words flicker
Candle flame bright
Dancing on the tip of a wick
Encompasing me in a soft glow
Forever cascades past yesterday
Gathering my thoughts
Hope drips eternal
I think of who you were
Jesus holds you now
Kiss the face of God for me
Languish in a greater Love
Memories will console me for a while
Now is a time to celebrate you
Open hearts are so rare
Peace was always your prosperity
Questions did not always require answers
Rest from a life well lived
Smile your glorious smile
Time is of no consequence
Use your forever well
Victory lives beyond an empty vessel
Wisdom flowed easily from you
X really did mark the spot
Yesterday was not the end of you
Z to A, A to Z, last stop eternity
Dedicated to Bob.
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A pple pies, that's what I want to bite.
B egging my mom: "Mommy please, please..", as I
C ome closer to her..
D ancing a little to the left and right;
E very move a way to tempt my mom
F or that sweet delicious pie..
G iving her a kiss to her lips. And
H ugs so tight.. Finally,
I ris, my mom, said yes, yes we go and buy
J umping thrice for I am happy and thrilled, I
K not my arm to my mom's.
L ovingly, not wanting any other mom.
M oving fast as we could to buy not one or two but a plentitude of pies.
N oting, how generous is my mom for I was just asking for one.
O ven-fresh, my mouth waters as I smell the apple pies.
P icking one piece,
Q uickly, I took a luscious large bite.
R ich rumble rush of savory pie
S ated my appetite.
T aunting me to take more! more!
U nder my mom's gaze, Again I eat and eat.
V ery delicious, I said to my mom
W idening my grin and giving thumbs up.
X eric is my throat, I drink and drink.
Y ummy! So yummy, that I eat four pies in a row.
Z ipper of my pants, my oh my, I hardly can close!
*** Xeric means dry.
Sponsor Carol Eastman '
Contest Name Your favorite Poem Contest
© O. E. Guillermo
October 10, 2014
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A pond sits in the glen
bright fish dashing about
casting silvery shadows
ducks chasing after them
eels making their way to sea
flying birds circling back and forth
green frogs croaking for a mate
herons gobbling them up
in the depths a pike floats
jutting out its pointed head
keeping hidden as it prowls
lurking between the rotting logs
minnows swim by unharmed in shoals
newts eagerly snapping them up
out in the reeds lays up a catfish
playing dead it patiently waits
quick to react to its prey
reaping the bounties little fry snack
sticklebacks swim lazily through reed beds
trout leaping catching fly's and midgets
under the calm waters life abounds
vivid rainbow trout spawn
while the blue waters thrive
xanthine filled plants floating
yellowfin cutthroat trout dart by and
zander perch fill a fisherman's net
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A ngelically, they sit at the feet of their
b etters, smiling, stroking, smoothing away
c ares. Their jet black hair a contrast to the
d o's of the alabaster few whose toes they
e nliven with creams, and oils.
F awning seems second nature to them
g rumbling is beneath their breath,
h iding their true feeling, playing the
i cy China doll.
J ests in Mandarin or Korean fly like
k amikaze airplanes over the
l olling heads of the gaijin.
M atrons with muffin tops spilling over,
n avels too buried to be seen
o rder cupie dolls with
p orcelain skin to polish their
q ueerly shaped toes to
r ed perfection.
S adly, even after callouses are shaved
t o soft pink skin, coats and
u nder coats of filler and polish are
v icariously added these
x enophobic as they are
y ap about the ignorance of the East.
Z ealots make strange pedicure patrons!
* Abecedarian LINE or verse beginning with a letter of the alphabet in alphabetical
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Acres of lush emerald meadows
burst forth from pregnant earth,
creating the perfect background for a
dazzling array of wildflowers.
Expectant mothers of beast and fowl
fill the countryside with new
generations, eager to find their way.
Honeybees and hummingbirds
in frenzied competition for sweet nectar.
Jasmine and gardenia blossoms
kindle their senses with a
lustful, pungent fragrance.
Mares, folding new colts,
nudgeing them gently up
on quivering, spindly legs.
Ponds give travel to ducklings following in the
quake of proud mamas.
Rainbow trout rush upstream to
spawn, before laying eggs in lazy pools.
Throughout floral scented air,
unfettered birds soar freely,
voicing a revival of hope and joy.
Whimsical butterflies take a rest on
xylem, between aireal ballets.
Young babes everywhere, renewing our world with a
zest for life's adventures, awaiting.
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
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A s another day goes by
B ubbles burst with every lie
C agey secrets full of pain
D rip beneath the falling rain
E arnest feelings shorn of pride
F all dejected to the side
G uile abuses self respect
H aughty action for a fact.
I am lost within your schemes
J aded mind and silent screams
K iss of death flows in the air
L anguor presses, hard to bear.
M elancholic; there’s no light
N or a helping hand in sight.
O vercome by lack of hope
P inned by weight I cannot cope.
Q uicksand sucks under my feet
R eaching out to spell defeat
S trength is waning really fast
T his endurance will not last
U navoidable the end
V iolation by false friend.
W as it wise to have my bride
X anthippe to be my guide?
Y et this panic I shall beat
Z en will help outwit the cheat!
Contest: Abecedarian ~ 2015
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
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As we watch our dark evening sky
Bejeweled with magnificent stars,
Called to our minds comes the endless
Dream to solve all the mysteries
Entrusted to vast cosmic space...
Forever, man’s undying wish.
Great questions we ask about space...
Have the answers always been vague?
Is it much to much to surmise that,
Justly, others have suns and moons,
Knowledge of Earthlings, where we are?
Likely to gaze at their own skies
Many million light years away?
Now, we are secure on this Earth...
Of course when we think about her…
Perhaps as just dust in the sky…
Questions about why we are here,
Relative to the puzzles of space,
Sometimes are too much to address.
Thank God for our heaven of stars
Under which we thrive, even though,
Vastness of cosmos surrounds us
With mysteries deep and unknown.
Xanadu for sure is this Earth...
You are our sweet home here among
Zillions of specs in this Universe.
© Sandra M. Haight 2015
All Rights Reserved
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An Abecedarian Spring
Against the graying beard of winter
Buds push defiantly through the
Crush of weakening ice,
Daring to challenge the strength of,
Entertain the possibility of a
Failing winters frosted farewell.
Golden warmth seeps into the folds of
Hardened soil melting its resistance,
Inciting the seeds of a rebellion.
Jester Jonquils dance in the snow
Keeping time to the icicle drip,
Leaves, long fallen, are consumed
Manna dropped from heaven,
Needs met in Karmic peace.
Overhead, a shadow-less hawk
Preys on the hope of dawn,
Quietly riding its warmth.
Robins begin the search for a
Turtles climb warily to feast
Upon the hatching swarms.
Warm themselves in the soft
Xanthic shades of sunrise
Yielding to the innate
Zen of Spring.
submitted to – Abededarian – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Shadow Hamilton
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MY SPIRIT SINGS
Almond eyes speak: "Take me home please--
bonnie green fields where I may wander,
chasing butterflies and darting dragonflies
dearly gazing to blue and orange streak skies.
Everyday, I will find some daffodils
fixing and tucking one to my ear,
grin painted on my face as I look
hungrily to praise and thank you, God!
Interred two years ago by mistake,
justice and joy, I yearn to feel,
kneeling everyday, praying unto God:
"Listen to me O tender God and don't leave"
Merciful Father heard, He blessed me saying:
"Now Son, be fruitful and multiply", I amble--
obedient me to sunny walks down winding roads,
persistent to bear the given loads,
quicker to maneuver from danger's path,
reflexive instincts working double time!
Seeking God's wisdom to always guide me,
taking time to read the Bible everyday,
understanding: "Man shall not live on bread alone...
Vexed and pressed by a truckload of trials but
whom shall I fear when God is my light and salvation.
Xenacious I, excited, wanting to do it in an instant!
Yes Lord! Yes Lord! Yes! Yes, Lord, Amen.
Zealous is my heart and spirit as I sing!
***xenacious means filled with yearning for change..
Abecedarian - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Shadow Hamilton
10:49 pm, July 06, 2015
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Another fair spring has arrived
Bringing memories of days long gone
Comforting thoughts of youth revived
Days of spring’s renewing song
Eternal clock marks the time
From winters passing play
Gone the snows and winters prime
Happy again on a warm sunny day
I’m still and reflective under white brow
Just passing time exploring self
Keep thinking of younger days now
Life stored on an upper shelf
My memories a bit cloudy though
Not so long ago it seems
Of past springs and melting snow
Places only left in my dreams
Quietly I sit and think
Resting in my old porch chair
Sipping on an iced tea drink
Thinking of springs past so fair
Under limbs of fresh green trees
Very yellow daffodils
Warm breeze’s stir the bee’s
Xenophobic now as age wills
Youth flows as from a cup it pours
Zeal of spring and my heart soars
Robert Gene Stoner Jr ©
Form - Abecedarian
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Assuring more time to embrace the earth's sun
Brings with it sweet pleasures summer has spun.
Casting out a line in search of a suffering soul,
Derives inner joy that is good for the whole.
Everyone may soon become quite aware,
Favoring the spirit gifts so much to share.
God's greatest gifts are so freely given...
Help yourself to the sweet fruits of heaven.
Inside your mind lives pristine poetic flowers,
Just let them flow through tips of your bowers.
Kindred spirits will gravitate to your prose or rhyme,
Lyrics that sway us, dancing in harmonic time.
Moving to music creates tranquility,
Neutralizing harsh sounds with indemnity.
Omnipotent frees us from our emotional will,
Penetrates our sanctuary when we are quiet and still.
Quality not quantity of life's special dreams
Related in love's happiness is all that it seems.
Seeking to help others will benefit you
Through the gift of your time, in kind things you do.
Universal energy is captured by all,
Vibrating in frequencies in an invisible pall.
We may share with each other our auras divine
Xyst beauty that surrounds in astrological trine.
Yearning to spread peace to indifference I find;
Zealous in my heart to share love with mankind.
July 22, 2015
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A is for atom, the smallest particle of an element which we could observe
B is for B Physics, the study of particles containing the *bottom (b) quark, which swerve
C is for colour, a property of quarks and gluons – but colour as we can see, it is NOT
D is for dark matter, a name given to matter with gravity, but luminous it is not
E is for electrons, along with protons and neutrons, they are the building blocks of atoms
F is for flavour, leptons have three generations and quarks have six labels, one being bottom
G is for gravitational lensing, the presence of matter which warp space-time – an effect on light-rays wield
H is for Higgs boson (H): A particle that appears when sufficient energy is imparted to the Higgs Field
I is for IceCube (sic), a proposed extension of the AMANDA experiment which will be 10 times larger
J is for jettison, is to abandon or ditch any experiment which might jeopardise life and try harder
K is for K-Meson, the exotic strange (s) quark, sometimes also known as Kaons
L is for light-year, a measure of distance and not a measure of time, such as aeons
M is for mixing angles, the parameters that quantify how likely this is for flavours to transform
N is for neutron, one of the ingredients of atoms in the nuclei, and having no electric charge, the norm
O is for oscillate, to move back and forth, move to and fro, or to swing - not barge
P is for proton, one of the ingredients of atoms in the nuclei, and having a positive charge
Q is for quark, one of the main ingredients of matter and posses spin and come in six flavours
R is for radiation, which is emissions, energy, waves and rays, and could possibly devour
S is for spin, a number that labels the intrinsic angular momentum of a particle rotating around its axis
T is for teraflops, a trillion floating point operations per seconds, in physics a measure or basis
U is for Uncertainty Principle: In quantum mechanics, there is an intrinsic uncertainty – a predicament
V is for veto detector, is a detector which is used for eliminating possible false signals in an experiment
W is for weak force, the most common manifestation of this force is beta decay and a proton arise
X is for Planet X, a term used for a planet, its existence about which is being theorised
Y is for Yahoo Search and other search engines made possible by physics
Z is for Z-boson, a gauge boson with no electric charge and it mediates the current basics
Nobel Prize winner for physics, Marie Curie, was 4 when she taught herself to read and write
Quantum physics is a branch of physics that uses quantum theory to get things just right
* See the About section for a picture of a Bottom Quark
Sponsor CYNDI MACMILLAN
Contest Name Z is for ZARIA: An ABC Couplet
I have no idea what level of literacy was intended for this contest. It varies from country to country - school to school.... I did these abecedarian poems for FUN :-)
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A fractured quintet of limericks you get:
Bear family went out for some air
Came back to find Goldilocks there
Dear abode was all trashed
Even where the bitch crashed
For this juvenile delinquent affair
Goldilocks was out ripe for a brawl
Humpty Dumpty sat there on the wall
Invests in some cream
Joined a douse and a scream
King-sized zabaglione for all
Little Jack Horner sits with his pie
Miss Goldy sticks her thumb in his eye
Nabs the prize from the child
One-eyed Jack is now wild
Proclaiming "What a poor boy am I!"
Quaint old lady in Banbury Cross
Rode up there on a big white cockhorse
Sporty Goldilock's ride
Took the opposite side
Underneath that big cockhorse, of course
Virginal innocence in a nightgown
Wee Willie Winkle ran through the town
Xanthic-haired fervid filly
Yanks on that wee willie
Zealously then young Winkle goes down
August 31, 2014
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Asters litter beds in rainbow colours
Berries red and black slowly growing
Clover adding bright patches of green
Daisy's dotting the rolling lawns
Enchanting us with their beauty
Fox gloves waving their wands of trumpets
Gerbera brightly show the sun their faces
Hibiscus blown by gentle hot breezes sway
Irises joining in glinting and glimmering
Jasmine flowers spreading out profusely as
Kale fish swim in the pond flashing colour
Lilies floating gracefully give them shelter
Mums giving ground cover to the rolling banks with
Narcissus poking out between them while the
Orange hues of asters are a delightful background for
Peonies some tall most very short nestle beneath
Quince flowers, still their tight buds vie with
Roses stately and wafting perfume clouds around
Snapdragons closing their petals over insects
Tansy's rarely seen now a days, here do thrive and
Uniformly line the garden paths whilst timid
Violets of deep purple shyly peek out and the
White tulips dance amid the rest under hedges of
Xylosma giving height and deep shade for plants
Zinnia's with rings of colour exploding
04/24/2014 by Shadow Hamilton
contest What's in your garden placed 1st
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And a thousand birds chant harmoniously, shrill and vibrant,
Bringing spring to forest creatures and urban dwellers;
Come out, come out and breathe the air,
Drink in the azure sky and the golden sun.
Every tree is bright and fresh and standing tall,
Flowers are uncurling and uncoiling in the warmth and light;
Go down to the deep sea and listen to the waves crashing and roaring,
Hold hands and skip along the beach young lovers.
In my kitchen garden the hummingbirds have returned,
Just look at those whirling, twirling wings;
Keep open and uncluttered all the windows and let the breeze in,
Let us leave memories and thoughts of winter winds behind.
Moonbeam evening and sun bright morning promenades are ours,
Nothing is more enjoyable than the perfume of spring to make us hum;
Oh, my heart has been weary waiting,
Put away all winter things.
Quietly bends down a weeping willow tree in the park,
Rest below the shady branches all the day and dream your dream;
Soft like velvet is the grass upon the cheek,
The meadow blossoms within our dream are calling us to come.
Up and down the fields we run like children again,
Valleys lush and emerald green for miles and miles and miles;
Winter snow and chills are gone,
Xmas yuletide is but a distant memory now.
Yes, oh sweet spring has finally arrived,
Zest, joy, happiness and delight is ours to enjoy.
February 14, 2015
For the contest, Abecedarian, sponsor Shadow Hamilton
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A is for audacious, a bold statement made by the foolhardy
B is for boor, an ill-mannered person who’s apology is tardy
C is for curtail, an education cut short, old Alma Mater haunted
D is for dander, ones anger rising at ignorance being flaunted
E is for empirical, experience gained from observation and experiment
F is for flit, from one idea to another fleetingly move, an impediment
G is for gnomon, the implement on a sundial casting a long shadow
H is for huddle, a confused mass heaped together into a barrow
I is for innate, our inborn and instinctive natural intrinsic being
J is for jar, of facts which are at variance with others we are seeing
K is for knell, the sound of a bell spelling the extinction, changes it rings
L is for luminous, shedding light on otherwise invisible, obscure things
M is for mirth, when you can laugh in merriment, finding glee in a situation
N is for nous, the common sense some people lack, being without gumption
O is for obfuscate, to confuse, stupefy and bewilder the mind, factually
P is for proffered, to offer explanations and demonstrate tactfully
Q is for queue, is a line of people willing to learn new concepts
R is for reredos, the grid removed from the fire and old precepts
S is for semantics, the study of words/phrases and their meanings
T is for tome, the voluminous books studied and digested the dealings
U is for unction, a soothing word causing deep emotions, in a trio
V is for vim, the vigour of mental strength or energy expressing brio
W is for woe, is the bitter grief that you feel at the loss of one of a pair
X is for xanthous, it describes the colour of his yellow skin and red hair
Y is for yammer, it explains voluble talk, which includes lament and wail
Z is for zany, the buffoon and the clown’s assistant who will assist us to bail!
Flitting audaciously to obfuscate semantics and dicing zany bards
Yammering on about things which jar that we should ideally discard
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Among tall weeds are waving tulips, with satin pearls of dew
Blowing trumpets, and brushing grasses, with shades of cheerful tunes
Creating carpets soft and fair, where every eye can rest,
Dancing petals kiss the breezes, in flirting dalliance
Each breath of wind, caresses strands, of lupine, blending in
Foxglove, flax, and buckwheat stand, so slender on their stems
Green buds, fragile, on the limbs, of trees in cloisters, high
Have opened bliss upon the ridge, while clouds are passing by
Ivy tendrils wrap the oaks, which grow exempt from time
Just as God would wrap a heart with joy at Easter time
Keeping watch, a hawk swoops down, to scout a meadow's floor
Looming high, it circles 'round, in time for afternoon
Morning 's sun has long been gone,, and left a touch of warm
Night had left a trail of showers, from the passing storm
Opened flowers, bask in sunlight, breaking through the cold
Pastel colors, and fragrant blossoms, paint the world in gold
Question not the splendid wonder, it's ours now to explore
Rejoice with eyes, behold and conquer, spring is at our door
Saturate the heart with "happy", as the day unfolds
To stand, alone, and hear the songs, birds and bees have told
Underneath the cloak of springtime, is all that we could ask
Voices call within the wind, and meadow larks will ask
Will we take this world for granted, or leave it to the rest?
Xanadu is ours to own, nature at it's best
You came, you saw, a sign of spring.......and
Zenith, is its name
For The Abecedarian Contest: "Spring"
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
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Alligators, Aardvarks; Arctic fox and hare. Also Armadillos and Asses will be there!
Bobcats, Beavers, Boars; One Blue whale will do! Bovines and a Booby (maybe 2)!
Caribou & Camels; *Cavies & a *Coot; Cottontails, Chipmunks, Chinchillas looking cute.
Dingoes, Deer & *Dik-diks; Dolphins doing tricks!
Elephants, an *Emu; Egrets and a Ewe.
Flying squirrels & Frogs you will find; Ferrets & Flamingos, Felines, every kind.
Goats & Gophers, swift Gazelles & Gnus; Grizzlies & Gorillas; Gibbons to amuse.
Humpbacks;Hyenas,also Harbor seals; Hummingbirds need little; Hippos need huge meals!
*Ibex & an Ibis, and there’s some Iguanas
Jaguars & Jackals & wading birds, Jacanas.
Killer whale; a Kangaroo; Kingbirds and the Koala too.
Ligers, Lynxes, Leopards, Langers; Llamas, Lemmings, Loons & Lemurs.
Manatees & Manxes & some Muskrats; Mustangs, Moose, Macaws ; Mountain cats.
Nightingales & Newts; and a big Naked mole rat!
Otters & Opossums; the Ozark Big-eared bat; Ocelots and Orca too. imagine that!
Pumas, Panthers, Penguins, Polar Bears & *Pipits; Puffins, Peacocks, Pelicans & *Peewits.
*Qhetzals, such bright birds to see; also a Queen snake, Queen rat & Queen bee.
Rhinos, Rams & Reindeer need a look! Racoons too, & have you seen the Rook?
Sable, Sloth & Skunks & Snowy owl, Snipes & Swifts & *Squabs are other fowl.
Tigers, Toucans, *Tapirs; and just now born. . .
Utah prairie dogs, Uganda Kob and the only one around, the Unicorn!
Vultures, Vipers, Vixens, and more than that; a Vole & Vervet & the Vampire bat!
Walruses, a Weasel, & the silly *Wallaroo; Woodchucks, Wolverines, Warthog too.
*Xenopus & *Xerus; *Xenarthra & *Xantus.
*Yaffles & a Yellow belly lizard; a Yeti (found naked in a blizzard).
*Zanzibar and Zebra & the *Zebu; Finally a *Zigzag and a *Zoo-zoo!
Definitions of the uncommon animal names in this poem:
Cavies - Hoofed animals Coots -diving birds Dik-diks - type of Antelopes
Emu - like Ostrich Ibex - wild goat Langurs -Long tailed Monkeys
Pipits - small songbirds Peewits -shore birds Qhetzals -jungle bird
Squabs -Birds Tapirs -S. American Swine Wallaroo -large Water buffalo
Xenopus -Frog Xerus - Ground squirrel Xenarthra -Anteaters
Xantus - Bird Yaffles - Green woodpeckers Zanzibar -Gecko
Zebu - Ox Zigzag - Salamander Zoo-zoo -Wood pigeon
Poem | |
Under the greenwood
tree,under the coolest
with me stay..who want
to kiss me there?
Where a tune of sweet
birds chirping and
Waiting they we want to
sing: Only you i
Come to show your how
much,Love or what to
think? Love to
live in the sun,Seeking
my food i eat.