One More Verse of Joy

Thanks I would say for the chance to create, Dreams to elate, and fantasies to stargaze; Recalling fondly the fun themes of contests Which frequently I set free on butterfly wings In gardens of spring on scented ruby winds Endearing sunrise in dawn’s golden appeal Having kissed doting night’s blushed reveries. To verses of ballad I would offer my thanks For blossoming words in passions of romance Choreographing dance of nocturnal moths As love floated freely amid millions of stars Warbling in rhythms of nightingale’s songs Cuddling “sensuality” through “poetry and me” Humming to the tune of “I dreamed a dream” Saying sincerely: grateful for the memories. Shedding “one last tear” for “one that got away” “Poems that paint a picture” I would elevate Refusing to entertain, “if there was no poetry”; Contest or not, I must continue my odyssey, So much yet to see, so much yet to gleam-- Traversing life’s glee, sailing deep blue seas Climbing high mountains, exploring green valleys Seeking words that cogitate depth of artistry. Nostalgic for poetry, life would miss a beat Echoing a violin strumming dissonance of lyrics-- A disharmonious chorus longing for harmony; So, neither a new frontier, nor “the last goodbye” My humble aspirations shall continue to vie For one more verse of joy, one timeless lullaby. July 19, 2020 Placed 1st: If this was my last poetry contest poem Sponsor: Silent One Prior contest names are in quotation marks