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The Older I Get

I once heard the whisper of falling snow,
saw a spark in the eye of a coal-black crow,
felt the power and awe of a swift river's flow,
the older I get, the less I know.

My hair was once braided in golden cornrows,
by Jamaican friends in an island below,
a psychic once asked me about Jericho,
the older I get, the less I know.

The hot southern asphalt that scalded my toe,
the rope swing that swung us, to and fro,
Christmas Eve and the tree in the firelight's glow,
the older I get, the less I know.

Everyone's gone, but where did they go?
Why is my spirit sinking so low?
Is it true we reap only what we sow?
the older I get, the less I know.


©2010 DanielleWhite

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Una and the Lion

This world of trouble soon will pass
For there beyond the crystal glass
A lamb and lion tread the grass
Beside a lass, beside a lass

This cord of present time shall break
And hate and fear shall flee and quake
Oh, may all vice this earth forsake!
And love awake! And love awake!

Oh, see him walk 'neath mighty trees!
The king of beasts; what strength and ease!
Yet now content this lass to please
Her hand to tease, her hand to tease

Behold! A pleasant form and face!
The child of beauty crowned with grace!
Fair Una treads at even pace
A better place, a better place


~ The form is Monotetra~
~Based on the painting 'Una and the Lion' by Briton Riviere. Here is a copy and paste link.
http://19thcenturybritpaint.blogspot.com/2012/12/briton-riviere-ctd.html

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Malimar

My mind deforms in Malimar
    Where people bathe in caviar,
        Inhaling hash from her cigar -
            I bow to Runt, the three eyed Tsar

The captive kiss of Princess Mars,
    Who speaks in tongues at seminars,
        Burns red within her Blue Boudoir -
            I writhe beneath her pale peignoir.

Her Maids tint lips with cinnabar,
    Brew tea within a samovar
        Secrete their heat within a jar -
            I’m thirsting at the reservoir.

Her Genies play with gold dinars,
    Disguise themselves in suits of tar,
        Bedizen me in stares that mar  -
            I plea before the commissar.

At Princess’ neighbourhood bazaar,
    Shades drape their dreams in wooden char
        While shadows kneel at doors, ajar -
            I’m waiting for the Avatar.

Her Merchants, panting pale Hussars,
    Paint screens of broken VCR’s,
        While strumming strings on warped sitars -
            I’m sailing ships to Zanzibar.

Her Prophets sometimes cruise in cars,
    Or while at each and every bar,
        To talk of time and things bizarre -
            I pass my pride for small pourboire.

Her Necromancers sprint and spar,
    With tales of wisdom flung afar,
        They’re numbered by the registrar -
            I’m dangling from her handlebars.

While Princess conjures crude memoirs,
    In never ending repertoires,
        I always seem to think they’re ours -
             That ‘hers’ and ‘mine’ are on a par

My Princess sometimes cuts and scars
    While weaving me in webbed au revoirs -
        I often wake to ask ‘who are
            These Gods that sail the distant stars?’

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THROUGH GLOWING INTERLUDES



~ ~ through eyes that glow ruffling your hair we warm the room with luminous stares a gentle ambrosia drapes the fragrant air with wine from your lips --- and just there this need to melt in immortal surrender kindles as rows of candlelight declare kept promise of twenty years deeply shared and while laugh lines crease slight wear and tear the charm of life’s interludes makes me aware ~ how we glide together still burning and bare ~ Russel Sivey’s Candlelight Contest By nette onclaud

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Dwindling Away

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On final day truth in display: "Growth and Decay" Going astray cure fades away too late to pray Without delay under its sway the worms buffet Vain D.N.A. from our null clay ashes in gray
I too have days of depression! : )

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Let it be

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                                            World of Insanity
                                          Cold war,main destiny,
                                          Death is the symphony,
                                         Blood shed and heroes be
                                           Great men in history.
                                         Mourn's drums in melody,
                                         No peace for you and me.
                                     
                                             If only it could be
                                              not just a fantasy
                                             lit candles by the sea
                                             White  flags of Victory
                                             Nations in Harmony
                                             One world,One family
                                              the voice of let it be.

                                         
             I was inspired by Carolyn Devonshire's  last contest,a Monorhyme with a message,
I don't know if this poem passes as a Monorhyme.. I tried.. and the message is for peace..
Inspired by the BEATLES  song too..Let it be... One of my favourite songs.. Charma

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Sweeter Than Wine


He pops the cork from vintage vine, then bubbles dance in scarlet wine I look his way, his eyes find mine The stars align, the stars align! He pours the glass, and as it tips one drop remains there, as I sip I leave for him upon my lips My heartbeat skips, my heartbeat skips! The wine my lips had not yet met becomes a bliss, I'll not forget A kiss that tastes of sweet claret Not one regret, not one regret
________________________________ Inspired by the Contest: Monetetra Sponsored by Kim Merryman 6/26/13

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Color Me Blue

Color me blue
As I think of you
A love once true
Has lost its radiant hue

Tomorrow I begin anew
How?  I haven't a clue
A love once true
Has now faded blue

Where is the joy we knew
Happiness that grew
A love once true
It's gone; it flew

I know we're through
All around I see blue
A love once true
Leaves me longing for you

Wondering what I can do
No more to pursue
A love once true
Has left me so blue

I eat my words, I chew
Taste like a worn shoe
A love once true
Has gone askew

Did I misconstrue
I strove to continue
A love once true
Until you withdrew

Color me blue

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The Life I Love

(In the words of a happy little mermaid)

I slide through silky cerulean seas
Silently swimming wherever I please;
I glide through water with buttery ease,
With skin that is smoother than ivory keys.

There are secret gardens I love to explore
Far below the world on the ocean floor,
Where are colors no man has seen before
Hidden in an underwater treasure store.

Deeper down in the sea, where I go on a whim,
The light is so far it is grayish and dim;
There the masts of shipwrecks rise dark and slim,
And coins of gold line passages I swim.

On tropical islands with flowing waves
I play in uncharted, mysterious caves,
Or nap in the sunlight's golden rays
In a silent shoal on balmy days.

I pick pretty flowers to put in my hair
And splash in the shallows with never a care;
The droplets shine like diamonds in the air,
Rising and falling like a crystal flare.

When the day is over, the dolphins sing mass
And the sun sets fire on the leaping bass,
Then I lie in a bed much clearer than glass
And pray a sweet dream for this mermaid lass.

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Cleaning Solution

Sticky smears on the table top.
on the couch spilled soda pop
one chewed up shoe and one flip-flop
I’m doomed to clean this mess non-stop
            
Greasy dog bones gone astray
found buried in the rug today
the hamster made a getaway
where he’s gone it’s hard to say.

The shower drain is plugged, I swear
the tub has grout and needs repair
dirty laundry everywhere.
it really is a mess out there.

Under beds dust bunnies show
all closets are on overflow
the fridge is packed with things that grow
dishes clog  the sink, I know.

Spaghetti sauce dumped on the floor
12 eggs broke, need I say more
fingerprints on every door
this place,  a never-ending chore

Just when I think things can’t get worse
the leaking fish tank cracked and burst
40 gallons was dispersed
I think this house is cursed.

In every corner, ledge and groove
dirt and grim must be removed
there’s one solution I approve
pack your things, we’re going to move!



Liz Relly – 3/06/2012
“Cobwebs and Dust”  Contest (new start)

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Monsoon Mojo

Let's go out and frolic in the rain
Shove aside all cares and be vain,
In this stormy night from nothing refrain
Neither cry foul nor complain,
Drench to the core and raise cain,
Clap with the thunder once again
And blaze a trail in the lightning domain,
Drive this sassy storm insane
Within our palms its tears contain -
And then...ha, kiss the rain!


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Cinderella

He has learned to earn joy from paying sorrow's fee
He has learned to turn and fight and never to flee
He has cast off the burden of false royalty
Dropped at low-tide to be swept out to sea
His bended back straightens to a minute degree
He walks a bit taller, a better man to be
With nothing to lose now, with no guarantee
A battle-scarred prince bows to one helpless knee
At last feeling worthy to request it of thee
To slip on your slipper, it fits, you will see


Footnote: It DID fit and she said yes!


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Greatest Transport

I like to be somewhere were I can't be traced
I world of magic or stuck in the replay of my outtakes
A thousand pictures saved and phrases enjoyed take place
I could be a mystical being or an animal having race
I could be a goddess, or remembering when I ate Daddy's plate
Pretending I'm kissing a movie star or the kisses of my love; can't replace
O yes, my funnest and greatest transportation, are the ones that my mind would make.

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Under Stars One Autumn Night

Under Stars One Autumn Night
One breathtakingly beautiful Autumn night, When sublime supernovas wondrously ignite, Showering the universe with blazing orange bright, Enveloping all with total madness and moonlight, Precisely at the stroke of mystical midnight - Just love me totally holding me tight, ‘Neath a warm starry blanket of heavenly autumnal delight!
9-06-2014

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Just Another Routine Day

Just Another Routine Day

September 8, 2001
It's a newspaper shopping ad Saturday
At Bloomie's a nutty Mad Hatter day
A playbill shows a new drag queen play
In New York just another routine day

September 9, 2001
I've got my Times and coffee on Sunday
It's my bifocals and big sticky bun day
I'll take the kids on out to the greenway
In New York just another routine day

September 10, 2001
Back at work on the cell phone, it's Monday
I sold thirteen thousand shares of Hyundai
A few airline stocks are in disarray
In New York just another routine day

September 11, 2001
World Trade Center is crowded on Tuesday
Broken pencil, another slow news day
Hi, Honey! No, everything's okay 
Don't worry, just another routine day...

October 30, 2014

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Your Hunger for Me

Your hunger for me...
Feeds the woman in me
Feeds the goddess in me
Feeds the dreamer in me
Feeds the fighter in me

Your hunger for me...
Feeds the giver in me
Feeds the pleaser in me
Feeds the teaser in me
Feeds the mistress in me

Your hunger for me...
Feeds the hunger in me
Feeds the fantasy in me
Feeds the power in me
Feeds the passion in me

You hunger for me
Feeds me

Eileen Manassian 

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Willy


There's a monster beneath my bed
At least that’s what brother said
Mom said-" now that’s just silly
You know your brother Willy,
He just tries to make you shiver"
"But Wlly said it 'd eat my liver !"
You know I couldn’t go to sleep
In case the monster made a peep
And sure enough, round midnight
The monster gave me a terrible fright
The thing let out an awful roar
And pounded on the bedroom floor
Then the monster began to giggle
And my whole bed began to jiggle
You guessed it, out popped Willy
The smack I gave him was a dilly,,,

We're grown now, its been awhile
But silly Willy still makes me smile..




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My King

I know not what the morn may bring
But to this hope I cling, I cling
Your loving voice to heart will bring
The joy I need to take to wing

Into your arms myself I’ll fling
I’ll crown you now, the king, the king
Into your soul my song I’ll sing
With love to sooth and take the sting

I'll proudly wear your signet ring
And let you taste my spring, my spring
I'll let you do most anything
Attached to you is every string

Eileen Manassian

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Oh How You Play Me

Oh how you play me
Sway me
Love to slay me
You game of prey me

Oh how you entice me
Spice me
Naughty and nice me
Heart on ice me

Oh how you move me
Groove me
Smile of approve me
How you behoove me

Oh how you thrill me
Kill me
Fantasy quill me
How you love fill me

Oh how you tame me
Game me
Passion bright flame me
Oh how you blame me

Oh how you tease me
Pleases me
Love and release me
How you caprice me

Oh how you taste me
Lace me
You love to race me
How you unchaste me

Oh how you draw me
Thaw me
You love to awe me
Oh how you flaw me

Oh…oh how you play me!!!

Eileen Manassian





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A Story of Words-A Story of My Life

Affection
Elation
Compulsion
Obsession
Confession
Rejection
Dejection
Depression
Medication
Addiction
Humiliation
Conviction
Crucifixion
Salvation
Jubilation!

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Stardom

Those who live in the bright spotlight of fame

Soon grow weary of critical acclaim

As targets for media seeking to shame

Their stardom goes nova in a burnt out flame




*Entry for Brian Strand’s contest

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Measure of Happiness

Smileage
Mileage


Footle for Brian Strand's contest:
What You Will

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Exasperation over Expectations

Today’s students strive only to meet expectations
We used to go all out to exceed expectations
Young people have no real goals, just vague destinations
Their minds seem to be set on low-level vibrations
 
Our young people seem to lack worthy aspirations
Discouraged teachers are left with exasperation
With weapons in schools they must avoid confrontations
And keep a close eye on escape route locations
 
These kids can’t even hold meaningful conversations
Or do the simplest mathematic calculations
Their free time is spent in video game fixations
A "C" or a "D" harvests little indignation
 
Teachers get no support from school administrations
Even when students fail final examinations
These unmotivated kids have few variations
They only want to slide by and meet expectations
 
One day these children will be running corporations
Or choosing how governments make appropriations
It’s frightening when you consider the implications
For our world's future, I have angst-filled expectations



* For Paula's "Meeting Expectations" contest

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A Soup Tragedy

Since Kash revealed "her" secret, I have turned red.
All day I cried onto the pillow on my bed.
I think the whole true awful tale needs to be said.
A tragedy! I now feel like a blunderhead.
And though she is a vixen, I have to say I led
Kash on that “love rail” with me. Bold-spirited,
with lustful Soupmail, eagerly I visited
this "lass", who seems so manly! Lies had been fed
to me by her. She’s not a man, and I misread
her amorous responses. All my hope has fled!
There’s more!  I’m gay. My real name's Andrew. Now with dread
I face the fact I can’t have Kash. My poor heart’s dead.

(I decided I better put an explanation here because I wrote this more than a year
ago for a contest in which we were supposed to write a poem that could be either
a lie or the truth.  After Kashinath, my good friend and a MAN, wrote a very funny
poem proclaiming himself a woman, this was my way of doing a fictional poem in  
response to his funny contest entry!  OH, the poem of KASH POET is called A SECRET FUNNY TALE, I hope you will read it!)

For Shani Fassbender's really cool contest: Tell Me a Secret

And now for PD's contest: Make me Laugh


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A Secret Funny Tale

This is going to be a secret funny tale not told before,but now I must tell some soupers are sending me sweet soupmails as if they are in a journey with me in love rail or taking me to a love island on a sail and they are doing it constantly without fail of course they are not male but female till now they are thinking that I'm a male I think it is my name that leaves a manly trail though never did I mention that I am a male enough is enough and now I am going to unveil who those soupers are to turn their faces pale. ** Do not forget to read what Andrea Dietrich wrote in her poem "A Soup Tragedy" in reply to this poem. =====================================