They were written years ago
Being young than
What it felt like being young
Full is aspirations and being curious
As for the years don’t ask me when?
I was dating full of promise
I was in love
It was love with the affiliated heart, endure and attraction head on
Words wrote out directly the sincere heart
Romantic start
Young you know
Love being ready, set and go
Those letters added up over the years and they are in a stack
It’s amazing I can even keep track
Reading them over and over, and never tire
That love is still in me that won’t expire
The letters were my share with care being like flying doves to always think of
Love me forever
Always memorable and reflecting back for all times.
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INTERACTIVITY
a
delicate
balance
intuitively
composed
in
residual
afterimages
eradicated
in
procedural
provocative
opportunity
&
inherently
possibilities
with
immediate
access
once
discredited
upon
a
putative
horizon
nonetheless
attractive
&
tangentially
affiliated
risen and shone
did I
snare a dream
untainted in its craft
But rapidly its shine faded
Although I did it in stages
How to beget hold of it?
How to sustain
such purity of heart?
What ecstatic love
a child of the night
It was a calf from the skies!
Written: June 03, 2023
So a world could be small yet too big,
This lady is ripped; she cries all day!
He to be master, now boss ever stay.
Oh this soil, half a decade always a whole dig.
"Master please be a leader" with tears she shouts in pain.
Most are like a bonobo,
and few like a honey badger, but slow.
All these friendly villains take off the veil.
For the ambiance of time tortured and nurtured by men's sensual urges.
Affiliated with a passed-down notion to propel greed.
Indomitable hypocrites,
It's been decades without any gesture to bewail the masses.
W -Whimsical
I - imps;
S - Santa's
H - helpers
I - invent
N - new
G - games.
A - as
M - magical
E - elves
R - ride
R- reindeer,
Y - yuletide!
C - Christmas
H - holds
R - religious
I - implications
S - superseding
T - this
M - marketing
A - affiliated
S - sensationalism.
T - Though
O - observers,
A - also
L - love
L - lights.
(Acrostic)
12/08/2022
Christmas Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Bobby May
Paintings
- Impression: Sunrise by Claude Monet (1840-1926)
- Deer in Stream by Philip Goodwin (1881-1935)
Red sun climbs an impressionist sea
climb
Boats and waves dance a gymnopédie
time stands still
Doe and her fawn in a dawn reverie
they drink from a stream in their tranquility
They taunt me
whispers and shadows and vague silhouettes
still haunt me
Vainly grasping for words to explain
why?
Empty questions shed tears in the rain -
I don't know
Was there a season of darkness we missed?
A wave of emotion we somehow dismissed?
Au revoir, dawn
wondering how we will make it through
with our fawn gone?
//Dedicated to my Uncle Don and Aunt Betty whose son Andy took his own life at age 19
Lyrics may be sung to Gymnopédie #1 by Erik Satie
Gymnopédie - a dance of ancient Sparta
Impressionism - a movement of the late 19th century in both art and music with which Claude Monet (art) and Erik Satie (music) are most often affiliated//
Written 5 Aug 2022
I love you much,
Billy Patrick,
And I miss you so much more!
I hope you're resting peacefully,
I'll see you soon at Heaven’s door!
Until we reunite, my son,
Keep an eye from above on your so
Help him along his way!
You left him way too soon,
But that was God’s design
Even though you didn’t want it that way.
Let Eoin feel you still exist with his heart,
He won't judge you
Coming eternally from inside.
That, you never intended on,
Leaving him so soon
From the way that you departed.
But, things happen so unexpectantly.
It was a state of confusion
That took me to the illusion
That you were still here the whole time.
It’s time that I let you go,
My son
Rest peacefully
Smile, I’ll see you on the inside.
RIP., William Darnell Jr
If there was no election fraud:
Then why so much determination to stop discussion about it?
If it is one big lie, are they calling all the Americans who testified liars?
Those who testified after signing sworn affidavits?
Even with those being brave enough to do so with death threats?
If it is so much of a lie, then why aren’t they in jail?
For that is the consequence for lying after signing the affidavit
They are not to blame for their testimony restricted to state legislatures,
Instead of being allowed into the courts, where it should be presented
Why didn’t the main stream media cover these hearings in detail?
To me, it doesn’t matter what side you are on or affiliated with
This is a federal election with proven evidence, numbers and facts,
Truly revealed in hours of testimony from credible witnesses
I would like to believe that anyone would want this fairly reviewed
It is shocking such serious matters are ignored and discounted
After all, it is our votes involved in the outcome, regardless of the result
To think that fairness in something like this goes ignored, is appalling
*We all have a right to ask these questions
Heidi Sands
2/4/21
How Awful with Trump
How Awful with Trump we were affiliated;
What happened we had been humiliated;
Making excuses;
Breaking truces;
In an uncomfortable position are situated.
Jim Horn
Since I've been on Poetrysoup
I admit I was taken back
By how many types of poetry
My education seems to lack
Could I make my rhyme a sixette
Or would I be 3 short
If I charged for a freeverse
Would I be forced to abort
How much must I remove
to make my hexaverse diminished
and then do I need more words
before I can be finished
Can I let my Rondeau Redouble
Without too much trouble at first
And must I be affiliated
To attempt a political verse
I guess I'll learn them one at a time
Until then I'll just call them a rhyme
11/14/16
To be honest across this Earth's soils
Conflict and turmoil
That dates way back
Far before spacecrafts, state maps
Or being able to make cash
Opportunity don't waste that
Take a chance
Get on that A.S.A.P.
Before it goes down the drain fast
A long forgotten stash sat
By an abandoned hatchback
With broken and cracked glass
Cults and rituals, one of which is a black mass
Test conducted with lab rats
Some ships at a half-mast
I'm not affiliated with Aflac
Or Nasdaq
On social media, so much sad crap
And backlash
Like a toy dog some just want to yap yap
Even though there softer than a flap jack
Better watch yourself and bag back
Before we really see who has the last laugh
Went out in the wilderness to backpack
With a knapsack
Set up camp at an open grass flat (patch)
In specific things time and or money was invested
As far as recollected
The objective
Changed perspective
And all method within a second
During a time that was festive
It turned out to be effective
Yet unexpected
Certain areas and locations infested
Individual organisms infected
By: Dalton Ogletree
Revolutionary evolutionary
Heartful constitutions
Lovers constructing
Contributions contorts
Contours, all sides a winner
Armies of DREAMERS
WE are redeemers
Consecutive notions
If we begin we are beginners
Heavily measured DEVOTIONS
Affiliated positives
Once SCREAMED
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE ARE FREE
and the corners of the WORLD are
Furnished with a song not yet sung
Blessed be the birds and bees
Strum down low
A guitar STROKE
Strum up glow
A GESTURE, a hope
A fluid atmosphere, infectious
Ambiance is here.
Revolutions STOKE the hearts aflare
Free aflame afire
Inquire multiplier of fame escort
One ply one try
What cost
Multiple efforts
Floral fashions flourishing actions.
Asking freedom festers festivals
Basking in ever GLOWING
EVOLUTIONS everlasting
Effortlessly REVOLUTIONIZE
THE WORLD, EVOLVING
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Forth, backward he espies
Soaked in the state of melancholy
Dwindle out of joy
Looking sluggish somber, sulky
Seems fidelity is gone
affiliated with termination cum uncertainty
baffled of what tomorrow will behoove
pondering on apparel and edibility
Thither, I apparition
seeing him gloomy dejected
now I began to pronounce
an elongated vocalization
all you need is a little faith
unstoppable force ever
elastic, static never
obliterate all cavity
nodding in affirmation
…but still jumbled.
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