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WALLPAPER

WALLPAPER

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Paper Thin
Cut down to any size,
Crumble, crop me wrong 
Pull the insulation from my heart.
Never will I be "A Paper Doll!"
Thank you for calling me a "Friend!"
Thank you for wasting  my "time!"
Enjoy the WALLPAPER display
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Layers and layers of lifeless brick, 
KEEPS EVERYTHING OUT! 
Emotional poster boards of doubt 
Envious fiberglass green never seen
Yuletide Carols warped around my energy
Merry and full of acrylic sh!t-
Hand full of putty maintains the makeup on my face
Arts and crafts display my inner fancy grace
Heavy installed Sheetrock so easily replaced

Tough paint chips away silently through the night
Rigid boards transform into fragile crystal light
The greatest illusion blinding reality 
Smooth Tiger Skin, texture of orange simple peel  
Beautiful mud swirl, L'Oreal.
Gypsum soft enough you want to touch

Dark walls of a thousand words
A plasterboard of discordant grey notes
Blots and clots of ink, slave my skin  
Colorless drywall, resilient to your charms  

Printed designs of cleverly decorated lipstick 
Morbid shadows underneath the ceiling veil
A double coat of Pacific Waterproof Blue-
Printing bags from -- YESTERDAY!

Plastered wounds of cement dries and roughens along the edge
A human made barrier not even God comes in.

by;PD


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Dear Lucifer

I cannot compete with something as painstakingly glorious as you
Envy is but a humbling tumble down a steep, rocky hill
I am crushed in your fits of glory—your screaming for passion
My approaches are absolutely wrong
Therefore my communication is a weak, ransomed victim
Your poison arrow frog skin rubs against my exposed body
I happily accept my fate
For your beauty surpasses the ephemeral pain of the infectious reign
My erroneous, inevitable downfall
I hold you up—I feel the need to keep you tall!
Michael the Archangel did not insult you once, Lucifer
How then will I? 
How can I possibly be higher than you?-
Why would I want to?
I admire your freedom
I simply disregard your macrodomes of ever-worshiped flaw 
If I could allow myself, I would share in your glory
Only to add to it further
But as I am poisoned with the truth
I can only be your grounded pedestal
And though you flee from humility in its wake upon my brow
I realize everyday you are living for the grounded now
And I merely look to the unknown future
A place I dread where you unwillingly hold me up
Bonded in the ground with Death and Hades
You become my pedestal, and the worms my vineyard
My parasitic feet seer your glory
I am ever so sorry
I never wanted this renown

There was a time I do recall
When you overtook me in my sleep
I cried aloud in helpless acceptance
But soon I was forced in a croak of laughter
I felt your bitter poison
I felt pride at last
I thank you for it
I thank you for showing me

What I will never be

Dear Lucifer,
Provoke me no longer to praise your eternal existence
Generations of Evening take a hold of me now
And the fruit must be shared


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Gentle Summer Rain ll

Featuring:)  Giorgio Veneto

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
the falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
where nimbus mistle fell, tears to become 
their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
and skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
with half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.

Enjoy the FRAGRANCE OF RAIN

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FRAGRANCE OF RAIN -contest-
8/29/13 
Sonnet 
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~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~


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STREAMS IN THE DESERT


This misty river, scented sweet From bare land you enthrall, To quench the evening's sultry heat Beside your cooling wall. Low tide lends magic to this rite To twirl upon the dew Then lacquers every sand with white; And powdered shades of blue. Tanned cacti swoon to windy breeze Quite mellow to the ear, And harmony's drooled chant can seize This desert atmosphere. Under the moon's enticing beams Bright clouds drift out in space, Life's oasis and hopeful dreams Are held in froth's embrace. And never will these scenes be lost While I here vigil keep; Till heaven's gifts lie starlit glossed Then eyelids fall asleep. . ............ . . Nature Poems Contest of Poet.Undertaker 8/6/8/6 syl count--rhyme by nette onclaud


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POVERTY DEFINES TRUE WEALTH

written 25th Oct 2013


I don't know if human's will ever see
 every soul born, is right where it's meant to be
For the rich to become the richest
 there has to be a place for the poorest

The entire world is built up from the same level, dirt
 each soul is born without knowledge to cause hurt
Humanity teaches us what a human's life is worth, by money and glory
 I am to believe "all lives are priceless, every soul fit's to tell Earth's story

The luckiest to be born, is that of a poor man
 he learn's the treasures, of "everything he can
Those born into all riches, have no true understanding of "richness
 seeing us not as human's, but those living in poverty "as an illness

Love start's from the soul, and from there, it is taught to grow
 the rich find another kind of love, one only brought with dough
Love, trust, compassion and grace, defining the difference in richest and wealth
 t'is the beggar off the street, who climbs the toughest road to earn his wealth 

He is the most blessed man, he is rewarded with the most valuable key
 for his wealth, is humanly "uncountable, for only God know's the value of he...




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Fall from Grace A Roundel

Before the beginning of time when Chaos ruled Hell and Night
Into the depths of this Cosmos, a Paradise, perfectly placed.
Above this darkness, a heaven drawn forth in a burst of light
Before the beginning of time

From the Garden of Eden, henceforth, Adam and Eve were disgraced
Lo!  A fallen angel  changed himself to a serpent in Eve’s sight
Banished, they fled before God to a wilderness, forever displaced.

Forbidden fruit had shown them the difference of wrong from right.
In Pandemonia,  Demons conspired, sin and death be interlaced.
God sacrificed his Son to save them  - from Hell's eternal plight.
Before the beginning of time

Suzanne Delaney

For Suzette Crous
Roundel Competition


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Lonely Bard

A lonely bard can paint and write more songs,
Which birds loftily warble all day long,
Every note taps the heart of each flower,
Sprinkles dew drops while silent wind meanders.

Her ballad - a gem of all creations,
A home, hollowed not with admiration,
Chasm within draws perfect harmony
For stars to play a perfect symphony.

With knowledge and love, ink surges so deep,
The feather outshines the wind on its tip,
Lifting up dry leaves lying underneath
Every tale is treasured by golden sheath.

Lonely bard pens the lyrics of our hearts,
Where weary souls can find their road to start.



Aug 9, 2013  11.50am
By: Leonora Galinta




“I am a lonely bard
I have no song to sing.
This empty ballad is my home.
A feather against the dying wind- 
-my only expression.”

 -by my dearest sis, Poet Destroyer from her poem, “Umbrella”




Note:

This poem is a loving dedication/ homage to my all time greatest & most favourite poet, my loving sis & friend of mine & my number 1 inspiration.


Fourth Place
Contest: Pick a line, any line from a poem of fav. poet
Judged: 9/11/2013
Sponsor: Richard Lamourex


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Seasons of Life and Death

Under the care of sun and rain
My leaves have unfurled
My buds have burst forth
My own will has been done
This was my beginning
Through the seasons
Spring brought me to life
Summer grew me to new heights
The fall must come sometime
The frost will encase my barbs
And I will return to meditation
Waiting patiently for my rebirth
For your light to peek through clouds
Your moon to hold me within night
When spring returns...
I will dance in the wind
A never ending flower


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Coral Garden

Coral Garden
(Lento - Rhyme)
			
Effortlessly blue damselfish parade across the scene, 				
Carelessly a turquoise parrotfish nibbles on flowers,			
Fearlessly an olive headed snake sneaks on prey unseen,			
Endlessly a butterfly fish pecks on polyps for hours.

Shining through, the sun kisses the giant clam's wave shaped lips	
Pining, at full moon the coral releases eggs and sperm.			
Lining behind mauve anemones the orange clown nips,			
Dining on a green sponge, sucked by a fluoro-pink flatworm.	
			
Sigh at the sight of the lionfish but beware its thorns,			
Spy creatures camouflage like the ground and even harden,		
Eye the school of striped angelfish weave around the staghorns,		
I am still searching for the famed octopuses’ garden.			

Discover these water gardens wherein secrets freely			
Hover, throughout a paradise untouched by human hands.			
Lover or not, marvels by these wonders which really			
Uncover, the awesome Creator of oceans and lands.				

Written by: Ronald Zammit
Dated: 16.02.2014		
Contest: My Secret Garden  -  rated 2nd
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud	

Note:  This poem is describing the mysteries of the sea and in so doing contemplates the power of God.


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Selah

The Dolphins in the sea dear Lord, they dance for You

They dance for You, I know they do....

Trees which sway in the breeze their rejoicing, as they bow

Calling Your name as they bow, to You dear Lord, I know they do ~

Birds that sing, Mountains and Oceans that gaze, Angels who bring

These Gifts of Your Light and Love, to this world, I know they do?!

Everywhere I turn I find You there, Your Beauty, filling the air....

In the night sky Your Stars that shine; Your Holy Spirit *

Within all of Humankind; their Hearts, their Eyes; Your Creations 

The valleys, the fields, the depths, the heights; Your Glory ~

Your Majesty; the darkness can no longer hide!?

Your Kingdom, dear Lord, soon like a rushing tide; washing away 

Forever the sorrow amid it all; this day, this poisoned dust....

O' death where is your sting? O' grave where is your victory?

Swallowed! As a shooting comet piercing this passing plight!

“Free at last, thank God Almighty, we're free at last.” ~

The Lions in their dens, the Babies in their cribs....

Every living thing and every Spirit reaching out; Shout

For the Lord His coming; His hands, His Love, His plans

Eternity, with the Majestic and Only, Glorious Great I Am * 

The Prince of Peace, the King of Kings, the Beginning, and the End....

Standing at heavens threshold; everywhere I turn, everyday, every

Breath I take, I find You there, dear Lord?!

In the flowers, in the forest, in the sky, in, their Beautiful Lives ~

Deep inside; Humankind, this rushing tide; “All of Creation” 

They dance for You, dear Lord, they dance for You, I know they do....

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....“Selah” * ~ {Written 10/29/05} ~ * “Selah.”


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