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A Poet's Heaven

Among the classic poets of fine rhyme - are balladeers who weave with lines a tale, the satirists and bards of the sublime, and troubadours who sing a light rondel. I close my eyes, imagining I'd dwell among them all - a poetess in bliss. Could heaven be as wonderful as this? With modern poets too I would commune; With friends I'd known on earth I'd reminisce . . . and poetry would flow - celestial boon! A Dizain with rhyme scheme: a. b. a. b. b. c. c. d. c. d


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015

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LOST

Sitting quietly beneath the old blue gum tree Flowers surround me lined in neat rows on the lawn White and blue, tall and short placed as if by gods’ decree My eyes mist, oh god what she had undergone Her face clouded in pain, body still as a frightened fawn The room white, Spartan white sheets drape the bed Her raven black hair no more, so much left unsaid Eyes of fierce emerald green now dull and sedate God let fall tears the day her mortal coil she did shed Soon again in each others arms, standing at heaven’s gate
Written 30/01/2015


Copyright © Shane Cooper | Year Posted 2015

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SIMPLE HEAVEN

Heaven to me is purely this After a long and stressful day Deep bubble bath, oh such pure bliss Just need to melt my cares away In foaming oils I love to lay Scent of lavender will arise Ease my tension and tired sore eyes Wrap in a warm fluffy towel Simple pleasures will be my prize Drift to sleep, not be a night owl 01~31~15 Contest Dizain Me – Dr Ram Mehta How many syllables used - each line is 8 syllables ~awarded 3rd place~


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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FADING LEAF


Brocade lobes with silver traces creating nature's alchemy pale thread of life it embraces, against chilled dusk's pure scenery. Will wonder's eyes engage and see the beauty of a fallen leaf whose precious moment shines too swift? Or, will it, fading, simply crush this brittle lace from autumn’s gift beneath the pile of burial rush. Contest of Giorgio V: Impress Me ll by nette onclaud


Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2013

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Creeping Naked

Wearing clothes to bed simply makes no sense I must float freely on my waterbed But when I wake in the morning, I’m tense Wrinkles from the sheets on my skin imbed Rolling out of bed, I lower my head All of my windows and blinds are open Crawling, I fear neighbors might see butt skin A snake, I slither in my birthday suit Trying to avoid boob sighting again And the tattoo that sits on my “patoot” I made a mistake reaching for my robe The rack fell down hard, landing on me Here I lay thinking my world’s out of whack I struggle but there’s no way to get free My Life Alert bracelet rang out quickly No success grabbing a sheet from the bed The rescuers arrived in warp-speed time To find a nude lady well past her prime Face down, the tattoo was now in full view Explaining what happened, I’d quite a time
*Entry for Cyndi’s “Birthday Suit” contest April 24, 2012


Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2012

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Moon Dance

Once upon a time so brightly
I had this compulsion to dance
Just holding you oh so tightly;
In thoughts of romantic perchance
Realistic dreams of nuance.
Your silver beam of love the lure
Bathed in splendour ever so pure
In breath upon the breeze clement;
Held here within your light the cure
I thank the lord for this moment.

 


Copyright © harry horsman | Year Posted 2012

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SKIN IN BLOOM



Into the woods, soft leaves fondle the nape * Along a walk bathed in frost of moon pail I bare myself before night goddess’ cape And lay upon the edge where grasses sail ~ ~ While sacred rite bestows a holy grail. * Now, free is my body, my life compass Where stars connect with skin on raw canvas Tracing birthmarks from navel ripe as womb • ~ In pure silence, light meets joy unsurpassed One with birth’s flesh, Soul washes covered plume ~


Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2012

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''Sad Dizain''


Oh, she is quite frail now and very old,
     When she walks you can tell she is in pain;
Loves a nap in the sun and hates the cold,
               Beautiful, I whisper- my tears like rain.
Oh, please time stop clicking, I scream in vain,
     All she gives is unconditional love,
Its hard to think of her dwelling above;
               She is an old cat and is my best friend,
Oh, her death-  sorrow hard to let go of.
         I held her to my heart until the end . . . .

_________________________
May 15, 2016


Dizain

For the contest, Sad Poem-Dizain
sponsor, Laura Loo

First Place


Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016

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Spider's Purse

a dizain

Admire her casting, lines of silky floss;
survey as artist drafts her masterpiece.
Enclosing space invisibly across,
then single-handedly, she will increase
the center parts to form unseen valise.
A purse of unsuspected, vicious taint -
its straps in hand, she naps - a wily feint.
Artistic beauty flows, but will soon ebb,
when tender insects clutter her restraint.
Artiste awakes to wealth within her web.






Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2010

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TWO FACED HEAVEN

TWO FACED HEAVEN I walk slow in a globe of puffy clouds Dancing midair, a concerto, harp plucks From right to left are angels in white shrouds their velvet pulling psalms, my heart they struck Amazed! I stopped. Behold. Entwine and stuck! Has my one weary soul found its best home? Roads I pass below, wobble and some foam, all sprays a peacock of sadness and cheers. I thank our God for all my harvest homes as they remind me too: heaven is here! :) _____________________________________________________________ Sponsor Dr.Ram Mehta Contest Name Dizain Me Placed 1st ©O.E. Guillermo 07:55 pm, January 28, 2015


Copyright © Olive Eloisa Fraser | Year Posted 2015

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Your Support I Need

The physician offered no hope, But why did you push me away? You only said you couldn’t cope To watch me decline, fade away. As I approach my final day, I long for a place in your heart. I wish some support you’d impart. This path is not one I had planned And it’s not my choice to depart. Please offer me a loving hand.


Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011

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The Queen of laughter





Delight and laughter are your stock and trade,
With rhyme you carry our worries away,
You’re much more fun than a penny arcade.
Words sparkle like an egg by Faberge,
Dancing across poems like a cabaret.

A footle on poop, you’re back in the loop,
With words tastier than alphabet soup.
The limericks you write are out of sight,
Leaving us soupers no time to regroup,
Before the next poem gives pure delight.


Written 07/07/2015 for my dear friend Jan. 
"When you smile all Soupers smile with you"




Copyright © Shane Cooper | Year Posted 2015

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Winter's Return

November blew in: dark, dream-mystical;
voids of loneliness ached in us each night.
But love shone from shadow, transcendental,
comforting us with empathy's insight,
pressed close in a dazzling spill of starlight.

Cold winds of loss blew both our worlds apart.
Yet hope plants evergreen seeds in lost hearts;
leaves turn, the season's colours churn and burn.
Solace sparks from dark as the year departs,
and time waits for love with winter's return.


Copyright © Charlotte Jade Puddifoot | Year Posted 2011

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Prolonged Exposure

I’ve covered the mirrors in our house
With colored sheets, while choking on grief
Black, blue, and green, to my bewildered spouse
Who has wondered what has become of me
And why suddenly I’ve begun mourning

He thinks that I’m a reflection of him
So he doesn’t notice the wounds within
The marring of my spirit’s complexion
Permanent, from his reoccurring sins
That have shaped me into his perfection

My face is clear so you would never guess
That person staring back isn’t me
Mirrors can’t show underlying distress
Only the lie he wants others to see
Not the despair slowly growing, steeping

Don’t look bewildered at my draping sheets
If you look, the nude is there, underneath
Reflecting the lie that it has become
Prolonged exposure to fisting complete
Now mourning the death of someone it loved


5/8-5/9/12
For "Your Birthday Suit" Contest


Copyright © Black Eyed Susan | Year Posted 2012

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Feeling Golden

Unhooking my bikini, I fall in to Utah Lake; it’s thirteen years ago! I’m naked, and the sun - incarnadine - like me, has also slipped itself down low, (though into dusk), while, I -in water -glow! My arms are freckle-speckled, lightly tanned. Beneath my skin I’m feeling golden, and my breasts are buoys, round and pearly white. My legs kick strongly; they are lean and grand; I’m sturdy - yes - but now I’m sweetly light! For Cyndi MacMillan's YOUR BIRTHDAY SUIT Poetry Contest


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012

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Will you Join me

Today I will enjoy the sun drink every drop of golden light sing the nursery rhymes for fun and spread my wings again for flight I'll soar above to gain new height rainbows will kiss on the forehead as twilight paints my wings bright red a flight above the deep blue sea. But all the above joys will fade if you do not smile and join me. *iambic tetrameter ========================= Placement:3rd (Feb 2012) Contest:Change the Meters Sponsor:Debi Guzzie By:kashinath karmakar


Copyright © kash poet | Year Posted 2011

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His kiss

His lips inviting
The moment so exciting
He caught me and pressed his face to mine
A moment of savage intertwined
I will never forget he soft supple touch

I remembering wanting it so much
The flood of fever in a seconds kiss
The smiles the childish laugh the endless wish
And I won’t forget the pure bliss
All from the minds fabulous reminisce


Copyright © Laura Mckenzie | Year Posted 2013

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Era to evolve



Time to rest,
laying sound and ponder,
my mind will race and wander,
blinkers on, blinkers off,
time to turn my emotions off.

Mind, body and soul,
to each district my mind roll,
soul to soul as I go,
uplifting and peace,
but that districts a no no.

Oblivious to the carnage,
my good name may now be tarnished,
time for mind, body and soul to resolve,
the many reasons,
that make me want to evolve.





Copyright © Amanda Sullivan | Year Posted 2012

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A Woman's Only Friend


Middle-aged woman puffs a cigarette right outside the grocery store entrance. Her dark eyes fall from mine while beads of sweat trench above furrowed brow. “Spare a few cents?” she asks under her breath. My muscles tense. Annoyed, I shake my head; no words are spoken. I toss a coin in her pail. Still smoking, She gestures with a nod. The hazy air hangs, weighted with her stench. As stone eyes glare, my son begins to cough nearly choking. Hard days have come to my family; life has knocked us down. Humiliated, I beg to survive, you see; even through strife, we had love but no home. So forgive my intrusion today as you hurry by. It’s a nasty habit. You don’t approve. My kids are gone; last week, the state removed them. Now, this smoke seems like my only friend. God took my spouse last year. I can’t pretend life’s good. Forgive me. I, too, disapprove. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, July 27, 2012 for You Don't Understand Contest (Cyndi MacMillan)


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012

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Wounded Wanderings - Picture Perfect

A gray and dreary sky was drawn this morn though love was in my heart of hearts aglow, as I called out to you, a rift was torn, and through the rift, so silent, fell the snow. Ah, you have passed my heart, my love; I know, a barefoot specter follows through the white. Once warmed by passion’s kiss and love’s delight now, only memories fill my beating heart, and I can but shiver in the dead of night awaiting the cock’s crow, I will depart.


Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011

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Sad Dizain

Felt faint, yearning, in front of the man's home,
  I had not found a piece of bread this week,
    All shunned poor me as I had Down’s syndrome,
      I searched high and low, I trully felt weak.
        From open windows I smelt the food's reek,
          A man came out, throwing his food away,
            A cat came in to eat from a fish tray,
              I tried to enter and to help myself,
                The man saw, shooed me away as a stray
                   "That is all we need here, an ugly elf!"

14 May 2016
Sponsored by: Laura Loo


Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2016

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Bereavement Support

My Dad, a pretty ordinary man, Suddenly taken by a heart attack. People are offering all that they can, Cakes and hot casseroles we do not lack, Hard to believe the whole town has our back. Their kindness seems to be never ending The new normal of mine just keeps bending, Focus seems to be on us completely, Thoughtfulness and support, all are sending, Comments of sympathy made so sweetly. Sorry for your loss, just how old was he, Using this information did matter. I reply he was almost eighty-three, The mood changes, I hear idle chatter. Suddenly I feel a great deal sadder, Death is simply another part of life, You should be grateful and not feel such strife. He was old, did not suffer, I was told, My heart bleeds after the cut by this knife. Judging approval of death by age --- cold.
Written July 27, 2012 For Cyndi MacMillan’s contest “Do You Understand” Won 3rd place


Copyright © Lee Ramage | Year Posted 2012

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To Her, With Love

If life is death, do live Elizabeth,
And read my words although I'm far away
Your soul is light beside my dying breath,
With metaphors I'll die to live today
I love you more than sun-light loves the day

Elizabeth, thou art a Queen of mine,
And Angels touch you with poetic rhyme,
With words you whirl a wind I never knew
You write with beauty and you are divine
So wear this ring and kiss my rhyme to you

(written for my dearest friend elizbeth wesley. 
everyone has a fan and friend on the soup, and 
elizabeth is my heart! thankyou my love for all
of your dedicated compliments)!


Copyright © Johnny Sumler | Year Posted 2011

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Two Lenses



BB guns and boyhood, hunter soon to be,
fair forest to green field in search of prey,
small birds and chipmunks soon knew well to flee.
The guns got bigger as years grew by day,
so did the wild game I stalked in my play.

I left my teens and my home in the draft,
sent to the Army to learn a new craft.
In war torn lands the hunt held sharp rigor,
life found new value, needless death seen daft.
Now if I hunt; I can’t pull the trigger.


Robert Gene Stoner Jr ©
2/22/16

Form: Dizain
10 syllables
ababbccdcd


Copyright © Robert Stoner Jr | Year Posted 2016

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Marigolds

The flowers stand firm within the cool wind The stems don’t break in two by the quick breeze They’re lovely looking, a fragrance they send The sun shines down on the flowers with ease Their beauty glows high, kind-of brings a tease These browns and yellows are sure delightful The rains make the flowers grow quite prideful They are Marigolds, a real lovely sight The life of these flowers are meaningful Someday they’ll surely stay in the sunlight
Russell Sivey


Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013