As cold as my heart is
For a moment I felt heat around it
Could it be he managed to morph me
To something I never dreamt to be
Something sweet, something weak
Something I fear to, on the mirror meet.
Was it the hug so warm to me
That it balanced my homeostasis.
Was it the kiss so passionate
That he began by caressing my cheek
Perhaps when he put on mine his lips
When he slowly, soothingly pleased
My rarely touched skin
I began to have emotions, feelings.
Sudden joy and pain and love and hate trips
Oh dang! What had I done?
Now I look back and beg
To go back in time and rectify
What did not go according to plan
To the me that never cared
To myself which was ne'er fair
To that evil and ugly monster'ess
To as cold as my heart ...was
By Neptune
A lot can be said, on the subject of future events
Stock market numbers measured against
Viable companies, yield plentiful profits
CEOs heels grind into the shoulders of giants
Progress is steady. According to plan
No matter the outcomes for creatures or man
All that we see has been staged and well versed
Politicians demanding answers in rhetoric, rehearsed
Much can be changed in the way we perceive
In a world forcing science, as a means to believe
Happy New Year!
This poem is dedicated to every child, woman, and man.
Sometimes things don't go according to plan.
You throw your hands up and say, "I've done all I can!
I give up and stood all that I could stand!"
You're emotionally stressed and completely down;
You feel like it's better when you're no longer around.
It's almost as if you're under attack;
But now we must armor up and fight back.
I'm here to teach an important lesson:
Let us rise above hate and depression.
Leave negativity out of your door,
And never let anger conquer you anymore.
And even before you become unraveled,
Pray to the Lord and He'll fight your battles.
So no matter what you're going through,
The Almighty God is always here for you.
At the end of the tunnel is a very bright light:
Be encouraged, my friends. It's gonna be alright.
Life doesn’t always go according to plan
I know you will always be by my side
Need you as a soup sister in my life
Let’s hope we meet for real one day
Always supporting me on and off soup
Nothing is too much trouble for you
Expert advice, I appreciate you so much
Remembering the sedative X I was given by my ex...
How I had tried to X him out, all went according to plan...
But all of that has failed and now I wish he was still my man.
Kissing her lover beneath sitka tree,
the Alaskan Sunset yawns languidly.
She knows her beauty beguiles in our dreams;
she's also Mistress of Magical Memes.
Bored with her lovely and rapturous charm.
Oft must be beautiful or cause alarm.
Reasoned, if she and Night traded places,
Extra great treat to wear brand new faces!
Together they plotted, this will be fun!
and we'll manage to baffle everyone!
Well before dappled dusk, their dance began:
day became midnight, according to plan.
Scared, people screamed and ran off in terror
Sunset thought, arghh, this could be an error.
She yelled to night, go back and wait awhile!
who said, leave Greatest Time is not my style!
Sunset thought, what a childish man I chose;
I must bring day, like a song, to a close.
Cloudy whispers becoming breathless hues,
while, beneath sitka, Sunset sings the blues.
May 18, 2023
for Sitka Sunset poetry contest
by Craig Cornish
Comfortably tucked down into the fold,
there in a pocket down near the crease.
Out of the wind and the rain and the cold,
resting in him, strivings now cease.
Joining with others into the fold;
enmity once, now sisters and brothers.
Oh, to be held! A thing to behold.
Calm and serene at the sound of his voice;
hearing his calling never gets old.
According to plan, all by his choice,
nestled down snug, into the fold.
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Another Fold: 11 lines, odd lines rhyming, with common tail for 1, 5, 11
SPOT’S ARK -NURSERY RHYME
A playful young puppy called Spot
Sailed away one day on a yacht
With two of his brothers
And quite a few others
They set off at eight on the dot.
The wind blew them over the sea
Till they came to the Isle of Capri
Where they welcomed on board
A regular hoard
Of cats and a mouse and a bee
The next day they set off again
To their next destination, Spain
A few bulls joined the crew
And some rabbits came too
Plus an owl with a very wise brain
The sailed for a year and a day
Picking animals up all the way
Long-legged giraffes
Some hyenas for laughs
And the whole ship was happy and gay
After that, according to plan
They returned to where they began
Creaking and straining
The yacht now containing
Almost every breed known to man
Now Spot and the rest of the crew
Knew just what they needed to do
When the passengers landed
They marched out mob-handed
And opened the world’s largest zoo
25th November 2022
Children's Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Eve Roper
This is really good fun
no one can see me at all
but I can see everyone else
this is astounding, feel so tall
It's amazing what you see
when nobody has eyes upon you
so free to watch on and on
especially to know what to do
Looking now seeing weddings aplenty
love proposes for women love man
as man seeks women for his bride
bringing kids to extend life according to plan
Divorce is banned, no separation
harmony rules forever and a day
such sweetness and light to be found
hold it close before going grey
Invisably enlightened overall
nothing hidden for my eye to see
amazing dreams to wish upon
feels strong like that large tree
(I have written this poem from a quote "If You Became Suddenly Invisible What Would You Do And Go". You would realize no one could see you anymore but you could see them.)
She liked to play mind games, acting like she didn't care
if I'd show up for our rendezvous as we'd planned.
And yet, she knew perfectly well that I'd be there,
her feminine wiles weren't easy to understand.
Agony and ecstasy were effective tools
that she oft employed, with devastating results.
And amused, she added me to her list of fools,
as we hid like children hiding from the adults.
Camouflaged within secreted sheltered shadows,
our love was stealthily hidden from prying eyes.
And we'd meet in obscure places where no one goes,
for a few short hours, before saying our goodbyes.
She was the rebellious daughter of a rich man,
who forbade her ever to leave his lavish house.
And yet, she'd always sneak out according to plan,
and we'd scurry away as quiet as a mouse.
(Quatrain)
1/21/2021
Jesus spoke as one with authority
clearly, as God's son, He knew what's right
traditions are all man-made no less
in them, nothing good, get them out of sight
So often hung up in our traditions
placing too much emphasis on man
thinking what's best by our standard
making it all up according to plan
Hypocrisy is really a great sin
for God abhors this terrible deceit
it fails to honour our great God
bringing on oneself a sure defeat
Here is a question from our Lord
asking why sin against His sovereign
by following tradition so very bland
for the Lord alone can truly govern
So often prayer seems just words
as well read God's word like any book
such attitudes displease our eternal God
be really honest never be a fraud!
("But he answered and said unto them, Why do ye also
transgress the commandment of God by your tradition?")
~ Matthew 15:3
Demolished by love
Demolished by love
My doors have been rattled
My cage has been rocked
The vessels are no longer
Moored to the dock
Thank you, love
My streets are abandoned
My town hall is closed
If you know any people,
Maybe go consult those
Not demolished by love
Demolished by love
Even in times of forgiveness
And relative peace and light rain
There's a part of me wants to consider
The debt that I hold and the strain
My brick buildings are toothpicks
My trees, vaporized
I once had an ego --
It's torn down to size
Demolished by love
That old baseball diamond
The old ice cream stand
Everything blown-up
According to plan --
If you have insurance
And ties to this world,
Get down in your storm cellar
Away from that girl
Or be demolished by love
We had expectations
Ideologies, even
Now watch as your every last
Earthly cause is beaten
And demolished by love
. for public domain
The Divine Will unfolds Its design
at Its own pace, and each creation
ultimately returns to its origin;
for there is no other source,
there is no other end.
Our free will participates in this.
Like children in the kitchen
wanting to join with the preparation
of breakfast. Children may be given
the option to choose ingredients,
but whatever they choose,
breakfast will be made according to plan.
So, if the plan is no melted marshmallows
on scrambles eggs, there shall be
no melted marshmallows on scrambles eggs.
anticipation
glad for this mating
to finally take place
I was ready
a willing participant
wanting this gladly
singing my song
I lured him in
to my dark
he was young
inexperienced
I cared not
obviously
his first time
we did the deed
snap
I ate his head
according to plan
same oh same oh
next day
luring one in
another young one
gave a little prayer
before the deed.
best intentions
never going
according to plan
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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