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The Night the Grinch Stole Our Muses

'Twas the night before Christmas and their pages were bare
  Not one word could they write, not one verse to declare
  The Grinch had snuck in, and in one fell swoop
  Had stolen the muses from poets on the "Soup"!

 It was the thing that all poets dread 
 As visions of emptiness swirled in their heads
 No syllables floated to fill in the gap
 Some poets decided their contest to scrap!

 Then on the blog page there arose such a chatter
 Poets rushed over to see what was the matter
 The blogger's avatar was just a red sash
 She said she could get back the muses, for a large sum of cash

 Many of the poets thought this was a trick
 It was just a scheme to make money real quick
 But in the blink of an eye another blogger came
 He said that St. Nicholas was his real name!

 Now Heidi, now Anne-Lise, now Andrea and Jan
 They told us that St. Nicholas had a plan
 To the realm of the Grinch where green snowflakes fall
 St Nicholas would go and retrieve the muses for all!

 In no time at all he took to the sky
 And to the realm of the Grinch on his sleigh he did fly
 As the Grinch lay sleeping the muses he withdrew
 And to the Soup, again he flew

 He delivered the muses to all the poets around
 Poets started writing their words did abound
 They wrote of angels and bright stars, and things that uplift
 St. Nick had given them the muse as their gift

 Then St. Nick called for all his reindeer
 And soon he took off and flew out of there
 But they heard him say, before he left the site
 Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good write!!

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2017



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A Glimpse In the Garden

My garden lies between the trees
 Where lilies dance in gentle breeze
      And lilacs whisper pretty please
 To  a butterfly's caressing tease

         Nearby glows the buttercup
   Where  honey bees come to sup
        While  hummingbirds on branches squint
  To catch a glimpse of hyacinths
      And daffodils in yellow coats
 Sway to songbirds dulcet notes

 Queen Anne's lace is also grown
 With Forget-me-nots and anemones
     But the rose in beauty stands alone
 And smiles demurely from her throne
                             ----
 Joseph May

         © 5/2/14

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2014

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Christmas

 She arrives with a mystic charm
 Gliding in on silver moon
 With a peaceful vibe that oft disarms
 As words of praise in yuletide tunes
 Echo  where the stars are strewn

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2014

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Drum Beat

Drum beat
  The sound of hearts
Beating to love's smooth rhythm
Sometimes a  brokenhearted  tune
  Hoping for another chance at love's oft
 Moody melodic emotions
That dance upon  lyrics,  
   The beat goes on...
  Drum beat
         ~

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2012

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Summer's Zephyr

Zephyrus, the god of the wind from the west
 Gently blows where the lily grows
 He is springtime's welcome guest

 In early summer he whispers to the rose
 As she sways in his warm caress
 He gently blows where the lily  grows

   The winds of *Notus  may give her stress
 For he brings the summer storms
 But she'll  sway in Zephyrus's  warm  caress

 The winds of  *Boreas are never warm
 He brings the cold winds of winter
 While Notus brings the summer storms

 Icicles on window sills begin to splinter
 As the winds of Boreas make us shiver
 He brings the cold winds of winter

 His icy breath is upon the river
 With gusts that never seem to  rest 
 The winds of Boreas make us shiver
 But Zephyrus is springtime's welcome guest
                                ----  
   12/11/2014
  ''Z'' Contest, New Or Old - Poetry Contest
    Constance La France

   *Notus -  The Greek  god of the south wind
  *Boreas -  The Greek   god of the North wind and the bringer of winter
                                             ----

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2014



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Twenty Titles

On an early spring morning, butterflies 
 flutter among  dancing leaves,
  While windsongs float within a breeze
 As the monarch flies

 In a field long forgotten, 
 Purple cues in orchid motifs 
 welcome the gift of spring
 with sun kissed glee

 When the wind blows,
   Soft scarlet flutters of 
 hummingbirds in flight
 caress a flower with wings,
 as petals make waves
  like ripples in the pond

  Beyond the breakers, on distant shores 
  a sunset serenade,
 with rainbow colored camouflage,
  plays a sunset lullaby.

 7-28-19
 20 Titles From 20 Friends Contest
 Sponsor:  Richard Lamoureux
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  Early Spring Morning -----------  Paul Callus
  Butterflies                -----------  Sara Kendrick
  Dancing Leaves        ------------ Heidi Sands
  Windsongs               ------------ Nette Onclaud
 Within a Breeze         -----------  Sandra Adams

 As The Monarch Flies  ----------- Charles Messina
 In A Field Long Forgotten ------  Eve Roper
 Purple Cues in Orchid Motifs ---- Vijay Pandit
  The Gift of Spring             ------ Sandra Haight
 Sun Kissed                       ------ Jennifer Proxenos

 When The Wind Blows     ------- Darlene De Beaulieu
 Soft Scarlet Flutters        -------  Connie Marcum Wong  
 Hummingbirds In Flight  -------  Jan Allison
 A Flower With Wings      -------- Kim Rodrigues
 Ripples In The Pond       -------- Laura Lu

 Beyond The Breakers  ---------   Andrea Dietrich
 Distant Shores           ---------   Alexis Y.
 Sunset Serenade        ---------   Victor Buhagiar
 Rainbow Colored Camouflage -- Laura Leiser
 Sunset Lullaby                     --- Janice Canerdy

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Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2019

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Muses In Gold

To glide with inspiration above quilted clouds
 Where birds so often soar
 Glimpse a sunset hued in gold
 With many colors to adore 
 
 To grasp  the muse that swing from creative vines
 And sway from abstract thoughts
 Upon the page release the lines
 Which meander within the plots 

 Clasp the quill as the ink flows
 And carefully craft each verse
 Clutch the metaphors in rhyme or prose
 As throughout the page they intersperse

 Sometimes the ending can hold a surprise
 And cause a gasp in its trail
  The words flow subtly and with guise
 Its meaning you then inhale

 6-28-2021
 Writing Prompt Grasp - Poetry Contest
 Sponsor:  Constance La France

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2021

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Contest Surprise

I wrote a poem for a contest
    And it got some great comments
 I thought it was one of my best
      I felt very confident

 Soon the contest was judged, the winning list came out
       Victory was not in doubt
 I scanned the winners list from the middle down
        I thought my poem would have placed
 But I soon began to frown 
         My name wasn't there ....It was as if I wasn't even  in the race!

     Can't win 'em all I guess
            No need  to stress
   But when I went to my inbox and saw "Congrats on your win"
          I thought they made a mistake
   So I scanned the winners list once more
          Then suddenly I stopped...
      I was surprised for sure
          My name was the first one on top!

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2014

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Night Owl

As the moon sang a lullaby
to a distant star
The creatures below to sleep did sink
Except for the owl,  who didn't sleep a wink

 " What time do you  have" asked the owl 
" It's a  quarter to nine"
Said the  tree with a scowl
" Thanks, I am going on  my hunting spree"  the owl replied
As he flew off into the night from  the old oak tree

  "Oh my,  I'm running late"  
exclaimed  the field mouse,
As he looked  at his watch
while hurrying  to  get to his house
It was then that the owl made his catch
as with his talons, the mouse he did snatch!
                           ---

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2012

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A Sweet Song

In skies of blue or stormy seas
I am awed by nature's beauty
 In fragrant rose where beauty grows
 I praise the Lord who made all these 
 Daffodils that sway in the breeze
 While willows  grow where rivers flow
  In skies of blue or stormy seas
 I am awed by nature's beauty

 When I hear the nightingale sing
 So much joy  to my heart it brings
 In fragrant rose where beauty grows
 While willows  grow where rivers flow
 In skies of blue or stormy seas
 I am awed by nature's beauty

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2014

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