Squirrels running pacing dashing affably
Elegant fancy coattails in their black attire
Classy dressers these astute charmers
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
You are my midnight love chimera.
Beneath a deep aquamarine sea.
We met innocently and affably,
Giggling and smiling, so innocently.
But…passion’s gates opened wide.
And its aquatic, aqueous mouth…
Swallowed us, whole and most divine.
Our soul’s instantaneouslyintertwined!
What entity, created divine, instant intimacy.
An under the sea, divine, exotic gratification.
3/17/2024
A female flinging foolish frowns away, affably allaying a fray.
11/15/2023
You are my midnight love chimera.
Beneath a turquoise sea.
We met innocently and affably.
Giggling and smiling, so innocently.
But…passion’s gates opened wide.
And its aquatic , aqueous mouth…
Swallowed us, whole and most divine.
Our soul’s instantaneously intertwined!
What entity, created such instant intimacy.
An under the deep sea, exotic gratification.
.Chimera~ something that exists as an aspiration…
but is not achievable in this world at all.
Of Greek etymology.~ a fire-breathing monster
that has a lion’s head, a goat’s body and the
tail of a snake!
“When the birds leave the nest to fly in another sky,
the feathers they leave become memory” - Quote by Poet
I built a nest for them so together we could stay,
kept it warm in the winter nights of frost and cold,
no sweeping storm of strife could ever blow it away,
where I held them in my tender wings’ sheltered fold.
They grew up nurtured in the cradle of care,
learned to build and face life in the chosen way,
the loving process with them I could affably share,
the passing parental joy lasted until they flew away.
The cherished bond turns into frail strands of memory,
entwined with the feathers they leave, I forget to cry.
In the residual time I weave the mental tapestry,
and to retain their fading faces in its motif I try.
A lone traveler at the edge of the twilight I sorely sigh,
with the descending desolateness in the nest I talk.
In the memory mirror the lost dreams I descry,
as toward the obscurity the last mile I walk.
Filaments of white creep imperceptibly across an innocently blue sky, like hopeful mycelial tendrils feeling tentatively into their embracing surroundings.
Petite tufts of lightly dirtied cotton wool float affably by, unnoticing.
The movement of passing birds is seemingly transformed in this sun, from the previous days of grey.
Small flocks of good mood frolic on the wind as the sunlight briefly catches on their speckled iridescence. While more modest individuals flit their cheerful glow across the world in equal lustre.
Song and chatter dance in the air like sweet butterflies of sound.
And ripening autumn leaves whisper their delight in an occasional mild atmosphereal caress.
Christmas Poem
May peace reign down on earth for Christmas
As we celebrate the Holy birth
The day baby Jesus Christ was born
Who came to walk amongst men on earth.
For our sakes God’s only Son was sent
With just a manger for Him to rest
Angels placed upon His tiny head
A hallowed halo heavenly blessed.
Greeting cards may bestow warmth to hearts
And beautifully wrapped presents too
But stop for a while and pray for those
Who clearly don't have as much as you.
For folk who do not possess a home
Having no one they can call their own
May they find a shelter, food and love
Also kindness that’s affably shown.
Remember those who’re facing conflict
Their world being embittered by war
If only they could become as us
And living within peaceful rapport.
Jovial Christmas celebrations
Are magical times for all to share
Love and respect for one and other
Showing how much we truly do care.
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Friday 11th November 2022
Ageless Ariel assuring affably authentic ambiance
Nebulously noble nimbus negotiating Nirvana
Gentle, genuine, generous, giant genetic genius
Elegant, exuberant, exquisite, ethereal ecstasy
Likable lovable laudable laurel liberty league
11 December 2021
I know someone who can love
I know someone who can wait.
I know someone who can take,
a better achievement than a bait.
A someone that stale fate,
in the eyes of those that can't.
I know someone who can sing,
agile when the bells ring.
Apt for a better fight,
in dawn of day and night.
I know someone who can sell
a better personality they can tell.
A wing of gesture and power,
loyalty and honesty,
affably less sour,
just for a better tale.
I know someone who is good
although less mature but good.
I know someone,
because this someone
is Me.
I built a nubile nest for them so we could live together
kept it warm in the long winter time of frost and freeze
no speeding storm of strife could ever sweep it away
where I held them secured within my enwrapping wings.
They grew up nurtured in the cradle of love and care
learned how to build and face life in their chosen way
as a parent the process with them I could affably share
the ephemeral delight lasted till they chose to fly away.
In the flood of the surging river of drowning sadness
I felt the load of loneliness sink deep within my essence
as from the eroded bank of yearning they disappeared
and I heard the distant bell of destiny toll faintly for me.
As the flow of time searched for a course to the eternity
in twilight’s fading gleam I breathed the air of desolation
I heard it whisper the swan song to me on the passing
resonating in my soul with the rhythm of my last sigh.
August 27, 2021
Title Chosen : Last Sigh
Contest : This Or That, Vol 6
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh
I built the nest for them so together we could stay,
kept it warm in the winter days of frost and cold,
no sweeping storm of strife could ever blow it away,
where I held them in my tender wings’ secure fold.
They grew up nurtured in the cradle of love and care,
learned how to build and face life in their chosen way,
as a parent the process with them I could affably share,
the ephemeral delight lasted until they all flew away.
The cherished bond turned into frail strands of memory,
entwined with the feathers they left, I fondle with sigh.
The residual time I spend weaving a mental tapestry,
to see their fading faces in its motif all the time I try.
A lone traveler at the edge of twilight I sorely sigh,
as I walk the last mile toward obscurity to disappear.
In the reflection of hope making the dream I descry
my image etched in their heart wherever they are.
July 12, 2021
Contest : What Makes You Sigh
Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke
Silly Susie sang sweet songs of all seasons,
repetitious lyrics redundant, without reason.
Lovely luscious harmonies sung so happily,
having her one moment of fame, she’d bow affably.
Silly Susie truly was the best of all young crooners
and she always hit perfect notes without any tuner!
4-13-2020
6 LINES OF CHEERFUL RHYME Poetry Contest
Line Gauthier
And Mama pins laundered sheets on the clothesline
Raising her creamy arms with a hum,
Gentle against tainted bricks of our wall
Right in front of this grassy yard…
My velvet dress all spruced up
Fragrant, pressed by morn’s daylight
On luster of mid-autumn:
I observed and scanned her thinning curves
While I paused to grasp that final snapshot;
Enough for me to watch her caring touch
The way she would affably blot out my girlish tears
Crawling down her hands:
The backdoor now swings loudly, then quietly
Exposing run-down, decaying frames
Which rarely irks a mood so airy as that last smile
In twilight’s passing: Robed in clean lacy gown,
Dreary heaves falter to speak …if she only knew
I tucked my velvet dress for my child, O Mama’s legacy.
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8/26/2019
If Only You Knew: Silent One’s Contest
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Affably Adorable
Beautiful birdsong
Cherished chasteness
Diabolical dalliance
Enthusiastic enchantress
Frolicking Fortitude
Glorious Gallivanting
Heavenly Hero
Idealistic Imagination
Joyful Journey
Kaleidoscopic Keenness
Light and Lithe
Mystical magical
Nocturnal night sky
Opulent Oracle
Prophetic promises
Queried Questions
Reflective Responses
Serendipitous Sensuality
Treasured Tranquility
Ultra-sweet and understated
Virginally vindicated
Whispery wishes
‘Xiting ‘Xtremetries
Youthful yearling
Zigzagging zealots
The Zodiacs delivered a gift to Virgo... A puppy. She fed him every day and forged a close bond. One day when Virgo returned from a journey she found that Amos had not touched his food. Having fed him everyday; Amos would consume nothing if Virgo wasn't there... Affably the Zodiacs told her "You must never leave him again for surely he would starve to death!" The feelings were mutual... "My dearest Amos, your love to me is like the sun! You must never go away for surely I would wither and perish!"
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