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FALL IN LOVE

F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a nymph, she beckons, tossing her fiery auburn tresses.
L ongingly she sighs - September’s bliss lingering in her eyes.

I ndian summer days come; then they go.
N ights though chill, embrace her in indigo.

L ater, in November, her sweetness wanes.
O ctober cannot stay forever loving her.
V acantly she gazes through freezing rains.
E ndearments whispered - cease - when Fall loses ardor.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014


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THE R-O-S-E

THE ROSE


T~hirty-two steps through the yellow-green grass led me to you.
H~aving to choose which one; my heart with no doubt chose you.
E~very rose bloomed quite differently, though nothing meretricious like you.

R~ed is known to be the favorite color to man; color blinded; my soul desired you.
O~f all the roses, my senses were captivated and comely to you.
S~ome men may pick more than one rose; but, I only want you.
E~ven mother nature so pulchritudinous can't compare to you.





Pace, G
IN-U-SCRIPT

05-06-2012

Copyright © Pace INK-U-SCRIPT | Year Posted 2012


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Alien Feet

ALIEN                             -NOT-                               HUMAN


 Alien life form---                                             ---Far from human toucH
 Living among it self---                              ---In the heavens like a gurU
 Intelligence kept from civilization---      ---Scientist call it a phantoM 
 Earth remains alone---                                           ---Like a secret ninjA 
 NASA's top secret---                                           ---You are not humanN

 BY:                             .                                 BY:

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2013


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CARMEN

Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother’s love abides

All those days since birth, till now I’m grown she guides

Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace

More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace

Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay

Never will her being mother stop, till when I’m old and gray.





26 March 2015
Contest : Acrostic on Mother's Day - 1st Place
Sponsor : TAMMY REAMS

Copyright © KP Nunez | Year Posted 2015


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FREEDOM'S CALL

Forever will I long for you 
Remembering your love each day
Enabled me to make it through  
Each time I shipped away 
Do not be afraid," I said, 
Oblige me in this task I take
Many people depend on me 
Soldier's love do not forsake

Come to me in the dark of night
And I shall know you believe 
Let me hear your silent prayer
Let your love help me achieve

6/27/15

Copyright © Judy Konos | Year Posted 2015


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MALTA

Magnificent scenery Ancient Architecture Lovely lovely people Terrific cuisine All I wish is to return again one day Jan Allison 31st October 2014

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014


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Silent Killer

Sugary drinks and decadent sweet desserts
indulgent chocolate and crumbling cookies
lavish ice cream - refreshing on summer days
entice my senses - craving more and more
nectarous delights of luscious nirvana
tantalize my taste buds calming my soul

Kiss of death - having a sweet tooth
ignorantly naive to the damage it causes
lusting forbidden vices that were devoured
life is never the same when diagnosed diabetic
erratic disease can be hereditary - constantly
reminded by how my mother suffers from it

22 November 2015
A Vice You Love - Poetry Contest by Rob Carmack

In diabetes, rising blood sugar acts like a poison.  The World Health Organization estimate that over 382 million people worldwide including 3.2 million people in the UK have diabetes.
Diabetes is often called the silent killer because of its easy-to-miss symptoms.
Diabetes affects 24 million people in the U.S., but only 18 million know they have it. About 90% of those people have type 2 diabetes.
Having a blood test will reveal if you have diabetes. I would highly recommend it.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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Fragile Heart

Flickering like a flame in the wind
reverberating songs of innocence 
addicted to empathic emotions
gallantly offering sustenance as it's
infatuated with a desire to always
love with compassionate support
especially the internal beloved 

Heed this advice my sweetheart
external devotion is no testament
actions are as important as words
recognise the one who feels your 
torment - reflecting your soul

The Silent One
27 November 2015

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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Actions Speak Louder Than Words

A kind word, of course,
Can soothe the flustered soul or bring a smile
To a frowning face. That’s a given, but
In one’s troubled times, words still are
Only words.
Naked they become, for we see right through them when
Sincerity is misspoken and devoid of thoughtful deed.

Simple gestures are more meaningful than pretty words.
Persuasive poets perhaps pen verses to their beloved
Elegant and extravagant like pearls. Empty all the same
Are artful words given in pretense or with thought of recompense.
Kindness for me is found in action!

Lovers - real and honest lovers - are
Obliging, and they are more than kind!
Unabashedly they step in to defend those whom they hold dear.
During good times and bad, they will be there,
Enduring every hardship by their lover’s side,
Relinquishing their own needs for the needs of their adored.

Thank God if such a man or woman
Has ever graced your life.
Actions of their ardor
Never should be taken for granted.

Words can be loud with promises,
Overflowing also with
Romance!  But only a fool would
Deny that one's exhibition of love is
So much the sweeter!

Written March 29, 2016 for the Cliche contest of Silent One

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016


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Open Sores

I am a coward with open sores. 
I write and wonder who it bores. 
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly. 
I see others carrying out my dreams; 
that’s what’s defeated me.
 
I am a coward with open sores. 
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way. 
I touch base with the fear in my heart, tearing me apart,
leaving nothing to say... 
I worry the world will leave me. 
I cry because no one believes in me. 

I am a coward with open sores. 
I understand nothing comes easy. 
I say I’m happy, but even I don’t believe me. 
I dream I am healed and brave. 
I try to overcome my weaknesses before I’m in my grave. 
I hope you hear me.
I’m on all fours. 
I am a coward with open sores. 




©  2011  ~JSLaM    

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* 1st PLACE in Contest "MARCH MADNESS" Sponsored by C. Devonshire 2011

* 1st PLACE in Contest "ONE OFF" Sponsored by Brian Strand 5/11/2011 

* 1st PLACE in Contest "BEST EVER" Sponsored by P.D. 2011
                 
   

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011


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An Acrostic Reflection

r andomly I stare into
e ach reflective surface
f orever pondering the
l ines of age, pain and joy
e ach one a splendid testament
c ulled from a full life
t eased endlessly, eternally
i nto distorted images
o f the soul of me
n ever quite
s eeing..I

s urely, I am 
n ot this shallow
o nly time can plane my cheek
i nsight my eyes to fade
t urn the plumpness of lip to
c rinkles of mirth
e nlivening the gray
l anguishing in silver
f orever seeing but parts of the
e cstasy I
r eflect

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2012


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Whiteness

Winter frost on willow trees  
     Weeping tears of snow.  
Halos 'round the opal moon,
     Hopeful, humble glow.           
Ivory keys collecting dust, 
     Itching to be played.   
Tresses bleached by age and time,
     Thinning as they fade. 
Empty pages bound in cloth,
     Ernest for a word.
Naked rows of birches -
     Noble and absurd. 
Endless skies of cotton clouds 
     Eager to unfurl.
Strings of sparkling diamonds, 
     Strands of subtle pearls.
Shovel, shiver - still, it falls:
     Snow subdues the world.

Copyright © Heather Ober | Year Posted 2012


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Cross My Heart

C ome to the
R iver
O f my 
S oulful
S entiments

M eandering silently
Y earning for release

H asten
E arnestly
A s my love flows by
R ushing through the flood-gates
T o your heart.

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014


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Dogs and Cats

In my life, I’ve had about five . . . . . . . . . . . DOGS

What naughty chewing little beasts they . . . ARE

Nonetheless, I still think they are . . . . . . . . .COOL;

However, I’ve had twice as many . . . . . . . .. CATS

Independent, sweet and clean they usually . . ARE

For that, I find  cats to be just a tad bit. . . .  COOLER


Written Aug. 2015 for the "End Line Word" Poetry contest of HGarvey Daniel Esquire


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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Mathematics

Mental stretching, the required sacrifice
Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division
To all exercises, these four are the basics
Hell on paper but sweet in its understanding
Equations and formula, serving as raw products
Mastering the existence of numbers to gain its wisdom
Arithmetics also in a graphical representation
Then its technicalities in shapes and planes
Into life's activities, these applications silently integrate
Calculation of numbers and expressions
Sum up all problems via solutions to an answer.

Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016


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September

Slipping      slipping     sweet summer is    slipping      away,

Ebbing into the ocean of my memories.

Palpable is my changing mood when all too soon,

The Equinox arrives to     l  e  n g  t  h  e  n     shadows.

Enticed by cooler days and nights,

My birth month acquiesces, then brilliantly begins

Bursting forth in bright beguiling hues!

Elegies evoked in me by summer’s leaving still linger in my poetry.

Resolved to all of it - at last - I turn to the revelry of fall festivities.


Written 8/9/2015  (Birth date Sept. 5)
For the Birth Month Acrostic Poetry Contest of Charlotte Jade Puddifoot

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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EXTINCTION

Earth is dying - doomed is human existence
xenophobic bigotry increases with persistence
totalitarian leaders rule with tyrannical power
ignorant society is blind to imminent final hour
nonchalantly fauna and flora are being ravaged
careless corporations leave little to be salvaged
towering ugly concrete buildings - not so humble
increase as animals continue to die in the jungle
obsolescence times haunt as war eliminates life
nuclear weapons usage will only continue strife

3 January 2016

Extinction contest by Anthony Slausen

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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Charmileen

C onjuring wonders with pen in hand
H olding me captive; in awe I stand.
A cceleration, slow down, restrain
R ousing emotions to grand refrain
M erging together to tempt and tease
I nserting visions with utmost ease
L ifting and rolling to rhythmic flow
E laboration that goes on show.
E xpressing virtues of mind and soul
N either is failing to reach her goal.

[To two of my friends in poetry Charmaine C. & Eileen M. G.]


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Author: Paul Callus
Contest: Acrostic Time #1 
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A  
Placing: 3rd


 




 

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014


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Narcissism

Narcissus fell in love with his own image 
a reflection in a pool of water
remarkably 1% suffer from Narcissistic personality disorder
consumed in the pursuit of gratification for vanity
including egotistical admiration of attributes
socially and culturally immune from empathy and compassion
sustaining satisfying relationship a major problem
ignorant in understanding another person's perspective
susceptible to delusions of grandeur - love flattery
megalomaniacs born everyday in our community 

The Silent One
29 November 2015

The term "narcissism" comes from the Greek myth of ?????ss??, or in Latin Narcissus, a handsome Greek youth who rejected according to Ovid the desperate advances of the nymph Echo. These advances eventually led Narcissus to fall in love with his own reflection in a pool of water. Unable to consummate his love, Narcissus "lay gazing enraptured into the pool, hour after hour," and finally changed into a flower that bears his name, the narcissus.

The concept of excessive selfishness has been recognized throughout history. In ancient Greece the concept was understood as hubris. It is only in recent times that it has been defined in psychological terms.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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The Middle Line

                                 Be patien T ear down your neighbor
                                  Have fait H ate God
                             Don’t tell a li E schew the truth

         Your reward is God’s kingdo M ake money your God
                   Be wise like the Mag I gnorance is bliss
                     Be a good shepher D ishonor your parents
                      Be meek like a chil D efy God’s laws
                        Live a life tranqui L ive in the fast lane
                             Practice virtu E vil rules you

                 Treat your spouse wel L ust after another's mate
          God’s traits begin with Omn I dolatry is Satan’s way
                        Slothfulness is si N eglect your duties
              Don’t walk the middle lin E mbrace tempation


Written Oct. 20, 2015 by Andrea Dietrich for the Creative Layout Contest of Broken Wings

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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December - A Time to Remember

December – A Time to Remember

Deep into Fall, as brown wrinkly-faced leaves wave adieu
Ebony evening sky twinkles with rhinestone-studded stars
Chilly winds blow … a sign that winter’s just next door
Erubescent sunsets flaunt their majestic golden crowns
Mingling with gray and white patches of layered cotton-white clouds
Beautiful, ruling planet Jupiter aligns with Venus and Mars
Ever the auspicious harbinger of wisdom, prosperity, and power…
Reminding my mother of the day I, her first child, was born.

Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2015


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JUMPING FOR JOY - JADAZZLE ARE FINALLY REUNITED

Jan and Daz are so so happy 
United are Jadazzle 
Many months have passed
Poetry writing has been put on hold
It's been over a year... but we 
Never gave up believing we would write together 
Good times are just around the corner

Friendship oh so strong
Overt faith in each other
Radiating from united hearts

Joyous in our reunion
Optimism will be our byword
Yesterday is but a memory

12th August 2015

This is our first poem in about 14 months - writing together again was a dream that has finally come true - Jadazzle are well and truly reunited.

Written by Jan Allison and Darren Watson

Copyright © JADAZZLE UNITED | Year Posted 2015


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My Dear Valentine

In the depths of the night I swear I saw your halo
Drifting above, when my thoughts were calm
Ornate but simple like the humble daisy
Lovely and stunning from flower to bulb
Oh how I dreamt that you could be mine
Vision of beauty as the belle of the ball
Enchanting the evening as we waltz to and fro
You had my heart and I knew it was luv
O my beloved, my truth, my valentine
Until death do we part, my love to you I bid

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016


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Wise Men Still Seek Him Today

W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
 
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him.  It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day. 
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
 
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today! 
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
 
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.

H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
 
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You.  Will You accept this love?

For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.

Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2009


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Autumn

A mong the ash, the beech, the birch they fall,
U nder the boles of white, beige and gray,
T hickening piles, a golden cabal; 
U nvarnished leaves all in disarray. 
M audlin, they lack the rouge kissed spark of red
N earby, oaks brown, await the children's tread. 


* an acrostic done as an English Sestet

9-29-14

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2014