The missing letters are feared lost better calls shrieked into the mossy night where hovering the moon delights, in wolfish cries and another bursts the devil called and answered Ms. Hearst so while the nighttime day's mirror... cries are heard! They said that amber was a rock no more, for if serendipitously defined then hulking over the river is the divestment of the vines, but modern day America hasn't won the currency war, the Euro has it's place ensured, and though we wile through rows of corn our hearts aflutter as others mourn, be crisp beneath that blotted out apple tree, the asylum loves apple juice for free.
A HAIKU FOR YOU
Like garden flowers,
Be in glorious blossoms;
Scenting life with love:-
PECKING BIRDS
Woodpeckers don’t talk;
Yet, can run their mouths all day:
Just ask a tree:-
WHEN SPRING CAME
With spring, pollen came;
With pollen, the achoo came:
Juicy fruits came too:-
Poet's Note
Dr. Abdus Salam (1926-1996) was born in Jhang, Pakistan. He became the *first Pakistani and first Muslim to win the Nobel Prize in Science* in 1979. With hope and resilience, he showed the world that greatness can rise from humble beginnings.
Bite Size Contest no 151
Theme*: Hope & Resilience
Chalkboard Dream
Abdus Salam dreamed on a chalkboard
Dust and cracked shoes reached the sky
Storms of doubt, no hand to guide
Still he earned Nobel pride
For Pakistan, for Muslim light
Hope and resilience never die
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AVIAN RAINDROPS
Birds flew overhead,
Leaving wet droplets falling;
But they were not rain:-
OUCH: AN INSECT MOMENT
A fly flew past me,
A bumblebee chasing it:-
Ouch! An ant bit me!
A WATER WEBBING CONCERT
Went down to the lake.
The air was filled with quacking:
Such peaceful streaming:-
TRUTH FOR EVERMORE
You can’t hold down truth.
It is like the setting sun:
It's always rising:-
SHELLED DOVE
Years after her birth,
She returns to her birth-shores:
Shelling her own eggs:-
OF YENS AND YANGS
Yening and yanging;
Juxtaposition face-offs:
Lies and truths at odds:-
OF HISTORY AND OURSTORY AGAIN
Not much needs saying.
History tells many lies:
Ourstory speaks the truth.
AN ENJOYED SUMMER DAY
Wow, what a great bath.
Frothing shores entertaining:
Warm body well hued.
GRACIOUSLY WET
River of my soul,
Flowing thanksgiving waters:
Nile-like healings…praised.
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