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Earth Glow

He’s a creature small and lowly. See him move along so slowly - an earthworm. He has no fins that he might swim, nor wings that wind might carry him. He’s earthbound. And yet there’s something you should know. God made him special; he can glow like *earthshine! *Earthshine is a newer word and synonymous to Earthlight, which is a natural phenomena of sun reflected off earth particularly on dark side of crescent moon. Written 11/21/14 by Andrea Dietrich for the FIRE, EARTH, WIND - Poetry Contest of nette onclaud Chosen topic for compound words: Earth

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IT IS WHAT IT IS

Sweetheart, you never really fell for me
Head over heels, you loved a fantasy
You had a perfect dream of who I'd be
I liked that guy too.. but it wasn't me
 
It is what it is, It is what it is
It is what it is, It is what it is

You never really.. gave us a chance
More in love with the thought of romance
You turned a blind eye to reality
Girl, I can flat dance but you couldn't see

It is what it is, It is what it is
It is what it is, It is what it is

You walked out the door, I let you go
God knows it hurts to reap what you sow
It's better this way, I only wish you well
But I gotta be me.. even when me means hell 

It is what it is, It is what it is
It is what it is, It is what it is

I've heard it said there's lots of fish in the sea
I gotta believe there's one fish made for me
So I'm sailing today, I'm not waiting around
I can not rest until my true love is found..

Cause,
It is what it is
    just the way it is
It is what it is
    just the way it is

It is what it is
It is what it is

Date: 8-7-14

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Freedom

In solitude I dream tonight
And watch a moth in fevered flight.

It’s drawn toward my quaint porch light
And flies consumed with all its might.

Through open window I can see
Its desperation shared with me;

How freedom in this world is light—
And we as souls are drawn to fight.

Though freedom’s light may cause our death,
It’s worth the risk with every breath.

I understand the moth’s sad plight
When drawn to the glorious light.

Though it knows not of human trust,
It buzzes on because it must!


For Chopped II Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Craig Cornish

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IT'S MINE ALL MINE

Hey! Get lost wasp you are a pesky swine This cherry ice cream is mine ALL mine You buzz around and make my life hell Look - this ice cream is for ME it tastes so swell I need to cool down, gee here it’s really hot So buzz off pesky wasp or you I will swat Jan Allison 1st November 2014

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Blackbirds In The Rain



blackbirds in the rain walking among the fallen leaves under the old mango tree with dripping leaves bathing the grass below blackbirds diligently lifting the rain soaked fallen leaves peering underneath for insects and worms flushed out by the drizzling rain pausing to gulp one down then scooting off again searching for more sitting under the shed with raindrops playing their music on the galvanised sheet roof with a beat that resonates within my inner being putting me in a trance connecting me to the rain and the puddles on the ground with the raindrops gently tapping the water's surface creating rings that collide with one another disrupting their individual shapes creating a dynamic new pattern reflecting their unity and bubbling with energy in the drizzling rain O what a deep feeling of peacefulness and serenity with the rain the dripping leaves and the puddles serenading my spirit with the eternal song of Nature and merging it into the Unity Of All Things
It was raining today. There was a constant drizzle for hours. I sat in a shed attached to the house, watching the blackbirds in action in the rain, searching for their food. The constant rhythmic sound of the rain on the galvanised sheet roof of the shed and the gentle drama playing out in the backyard with the blackbirds was a spiritual experience for me connecting me with Nature and the unity of all things as mentioned in the last verse. .

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Deadly Aim

(Another look at Funnel Spiders)

They spin and spin in dark of night
funnel and tunnel beneath my sight
then slide inside to hide from view;
yet, like a thug with talons, tug	
an innocent bug, snag him snug,
then proceed to chew him through.


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Bees

One hundred million years on Earth
There's no accounting for our worth
Without our quite amazing powers
there would be no trees or flowers

The Earth would be a barren place
No flowers to, your borders, grace
No cereals to make your bread
and keep your teeming millions fed

We've worked our magic without fuss
but now, it seems, you're killing us
Your all consuming need for more
has brought us to extinction's door

Your pesticides have done their worst
Our decline can't be reversed
Because of them we cannot breed
but you don't take the slightest heed

When we're gone most plants will die
and YOUR extinction will be nigh
Without us to pollinate
mankind will have sealed it's fate

It's too late now, the damage done
The end of 'Apis' has begun
All life on Earth brought to its knees
and all because you killed the bees

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CRICKET

**Example for my contest.**

THE CRICKET  


chirp chirp!


Visions of my past why are they following me?

Leave me the h3!! Alone,

Let me be, earth is my home. 

I am not willing to fly free allowing my deception to roam free.

A passion I no longer see.

I find myself lying on this grass all alone.

Tears caused by my saddened past.

How can I hear the ocean waves, only trees surround me?

A life I cry why me? 

I have no guide to show me how. 

I have been all alone before age of one. 

I have nothing to call my own. 

What is that chirping sound? 

Allowing me to live knowing my mother, did not care. 

An embryo in her womb, safe in your care. 

My mother's destruction pulled me out of a life that was not for me.

Where is my guide?

Crickets chirping soundly, how is that supposed to comfort me?

Do you not care for me? Why do you send the smallest insect to laugh at me? 

Every time I fall to the ground, a chirping is the only sound. 

I'm not ready to be rescued, I have not found my final stop.

Why is this insane insect in front of me?

Is that an annoying sound just for me?

What a silly way to show me who and what you can be!

Thinking of you in the biggest form.

An insect I can hardly see.
Why did it not come to me, on wings?

Do you mock all those times I fell on to the ground? 

It was not the ocean waves I heard. 

It was always the sounds of millions crickets around me. 

Showing me your power can come in any form, shape, and size. 

Next time sting your way into my life like a bee.


.                  By; p.d.
				
~~LOL, my worse poem ever~~
~~LOL, what was i thinking~~


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A Hug for the Bug

Many insects creep upon this earth, and hardly anyone refers to them as “nice” or writes a poem reflecting on their worth! Spiders sometimes make me jump as if they were small mice, and how repulsed I feel to see cockroaches or lice! How many cute soft cuddly insects can we find? Worms are soft, but cuddly? I don’t think so! Which bug both cute and sweet comes to your mind? Well, Butterflies are lovely; fireflies have a nice soft glow. But the one that comes to MY mind I bet you know! She is a lady beetle, and when she lands on me, I do not flinch or swat at her or gasp out “Ugh!” People like to count her spots. A lucky one is she. Protecting crops, she is well liked by farmers. What a bug! If she were but my size, I’d give her a big hug. Written 4/16/13 for Francine Roberts' Whimsy in English Quintain Free Poetry Contest

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Cling

a brown and curling maple leaf hangs suspended mid-air
in the clearing by the lake, transfixed by the view and kindness 
woven within the web, it watches the gentle rain fall

within the transparent lace-like web, it curls inward
its only movement seems a solemn gesture of reverence
with its last bit of I, it sighs, what better place to die

shielded from the gentle rain within the prayerful curl of sable leaf
the spider waits for the Autumn wind to tear them free, to fly..on
to see the conifers green among the forest's rise

brisk winds rent the leave from loom and upward rise the pair
a spider spinning on the sable leave of maple anchored by a strand
as we our spirits torn, are reborn, within the clutch

the center holds sound its claim nature's umbilicus, man
like the spider's leaf born flight, we seek on unknown winds to rise
gentle the breeze or harsh the Fall's feverous gale, still..we rise 

*sijo string

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When a Man Loves a Woman: A Male Black Widow's Perspective

Gladly would I die
for your love, my dear...No! Wait!
Just kidding! Just kid...

For Andrea's 'Show me the funny' contest


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Rain Spider

At the stump of the fig tree
where sweetness and fragrance
have long departed
a rain spider has built a nest
of autumn-dried leaves
covered with a blanket
of delicate silk.

I stand and watch
the little spiders
coming out to play
in smooth fur jackets - 
first, a game of tag
and then a fencing game
with slender long legs.

Soon they will spread out
and scurry around in the hunt for food;
raising neck hairs and bring shrieks of terror
as they intimidate nervous children and wives.

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Strange Bathfellows

A spider traipsed onto my knee
While I was reading in the bath
Though most might jump and scream and flee,
I just gave a little laugh

A baby Daddy Long-Legs!
(Though really, 'twas just a son)
I shooed him back onto his web,
And continued reading on...

*title is a spin on "Strange Bedfellows" ;)

*Lessons in life are funny contest entry
~JustThatArchaicPoet

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Random Steps of Elephants


I know not where a beetle goes,
to destinations random? 
A blind alight, or stranger yet
a path that is predestined? 

And armour-plated passes through 
the singing songbirds innards 
Triumphant on the other side of 
this warm dark world of gizzards

With eggs deposited within 
a most unlikely borrowed womb,  
finds shelters from the the famine 

It is a triumph seldom told 
or seldom quite imagined. 
That safe from harm 
and safe as ants 
from random steps of elephants, 
this tomb becomes a womb 

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BYE BYE FLY

Today I saw a pesky fly He buzzed around all day … Until he landed on my lunch So I zapped him with fly spray! Now you’re really in the sky Rest in peace little fly Jan Allison 9th November 2014

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Katydid

Katydid

Green katydid plays
cool songs by rubbing its wings
"insectious" tunes!


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Willy the Wasp For Jan Allison

Willy the Wasp



There once was a wasp whose name was Willy

And some people thought he was really silly

Fluttering in between each humming bird feeder

Thinking his food was measured by a meter.



here were some things unbeknownst to me

Where would Willy the Wasp possibly be

Some say after he had heard nature calling

He started playing around with all the pollen.



Willy would distribute it here and there

Ended up all over the place and everywhere

All of his efforts had made much more room

For the nice fragrant flowers to start to bloom.



After all of Willy's history I further did inspect

He helps keeping control of a certain insect

And if you like me often find yourself frugal

You can go get your answers by going on Google.




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The Spider

Hello little fella! hanging down from the roof 
Idolizing brave knights quite similar your spoof

Oh going to weave again? Or it's just for fun?
Little feet you have, working under the bright sun

Running back and forth, driving professionally 
The transparent lines made by your work patiently

Finishing your web to become firm like a wall
Though many times to encounter error and fall

The center point of abode certainly transform
Quirky wall especially in night ready to form

Calling the attention of your favorite meal
Uncomfortable gun target the prey to kill

Your strange beauty tailoring your suitors to loom
An angelic quietness of yours preparing their tomb

The pure work, modest tricks obtain your victory
But move amiss, foes eat you complimentary

Working hard endlessly can't stop the wind and rain
Your brave spirit and entire strength ignore the pain



The Spider by Elai Cee for
"Along Came a Spider Entry Poetry Contest" 
under by Suzanne Delaney

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The Still Spider

A spider on a web I once observed.
I thought about how patient that she seemed
just sitting there so still and unperturbed.
That spider was a clever one, I deemed.

And then a tiny insect came along.
I knew some action I was soon to see!
The little bug did not look very strong.
Once caught inside the web, how could he flee?

I watched with growing interest as the bug
stopped moving. Surely he was stuck, I thought!
That spider only had to give a tug
to get the tasty morsel she had caught.

A slower death the bug would have instead.
It seems the spider sitting there was dead!

For PD's Anything Goes #25!!

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The Ladybug

Eight dark spots
And a faded orange shell
Against cream fabric
Dead 
On my pillow

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BUMBLE BEE

I spied a bumble bee
Flying confident and keen
She desired for all to see
She fancied herself the queen
 
This bumble bee was free
To fly where she pleased
She set her sights on me
Her sting knocked me to my knees
 
The bumble bee had done
Exactly what she desired
So sure that she had won
Until the moment she expired
 
So be careful where you fly
Evaluate your intent
It's not a win if you die
Hear this bee's dying lament


Contest: Impress me with a small poem II (Winner.. 2nd place)
MOTIF: Philosophical
Sponsor: Giorgio A. V.

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Hot Sunny Day

along the pathway
thousands of soldier ants match--
hot sunny day.



CONTEST:"Any Haiku Will Do" sponsored by SKAT-AUX

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Haiku 8 - bees and butterflies, ants in action, shimmering pools

what new plant is this
flowering bees this morning
and butterflies too?

running to and fro
a group of ants in action
searching for food

bathed in the sunshine
shimmering pools of water
pulsating with life

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PRETTY BLOSSOM BUDS

PRETTY BLOSSOM BUDS Plague of bees and bugs buzz then plug on pretty blossom buds Supple buds' petals suffered black and bruise from bottle break Bended bulbs bleed beads as their beauty bubbles in blink A brave boy with bucks blurt bread and butter for the buds Briefly, without bluff, brisk brute block the bad bees and bugs Bygones bent the rosy pink blossom buds beam blissfully beautiful Blue butterflies and pretty blossom buds share a merry boogie bond Now,bold and burn below sunshine bright, the bashful bees and bugs Promise never ever again to box and bug those pretty blossom buds (c) Olive Eloisa 2:26pm July 07, 2014 CONTEST NAME: Alliteration SPONSOR: Dr. Ram Mehta 4th place, to God be the greatest glory.:)

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NOAHS ARK

written 9th June 2013


As all the paired animals, were boarded onto the Ark
 Noah, with his final list, ticked them off as a simple task

No one saw, the two flies go pass
 sneaking aboard under a golden mane, on a horse with class

While the flies were free to roam
 eventually starting their journey on home

When they finally, got to the top of the Ark
 looking for there home, but nothing could be seen in the dark

Since that day, that they were stowaways
 arrogantly, believing humans stole them that day 

And have vowed, since that day as "we are to blame
 humans would have to pay, terrorizing us "even still today

The secret I've heard is they were never even invited onto the ark
 all who were on the list, voted if the flies be added to the task

Not to Noah's surprise, they were a pest and for the "entire time
  not "one vote did they receive, no, not from one single mind

They would never again return back to their homeland
  everyone disappointed, think "wouldn't our summer's be grand