Falling through the dark, yet held by your flame
Ash turns to light when I call out your name
Though we tremble, unguarded, the same
Embers awaken our hearts again
Mist veils the path, but it cannot erase
Even in shadow, our love remains
The First Com-Promise
You Don’t Notice
Un-Soon (Un-)Enough...
Howly Wonderful
Oddly Beautifully
Isolation Precision
It Is/Was Is...
Like Broken Glass:
Ever-(Un-)Glowing.
-Gray Squirrel
02-25-2026
FALL
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Falling leaves, once vibrant fists of green, bow to placid flames.
Autumnal breeze plays in both up-tempo and gentle lulls.
Leaves, a symphony of umbers and golds, serve as crunching meditation.
Living life fully in sanguine scarlet before the season’s gentle letting go.
Inspiration should come from our own minds
Many poets are cheating, shame on them
AI is killing creativity!
Galling when people accept the glory ~
It's obvious a chatbot's written it!
No need to plagiarise, sadly some do
All of us have brain cells, put them to use!
Themes like nature are a good place to start
I get inspired by beauty around me
Often contest prompts entice folk to write
Now pick up your pen and write from the heart
(C)alling out for his mate
(A)lone in the misty morning
(R)ed wings flap with desire
(D)reaming of love at sunrise
(I)gniting a flame in his heart
(N)ow the blissful day begins
(A)ll the clouds above, drift by
(L)ove falls like rain; she arrives
Heidi Sands
7/10/25
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R-apid
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R-emembering
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Mylaflor C. Heredero)
Falling Autumn leaves brashly wave goodbye to Summer
And strew the pathways with emeralds, rubies, and gold.
Radiant beauty engages the land in mummer
Encouraging Summer to relent and let loose its hold.
Watching with glum expression and immodest dress,
Eventually losing the tug-of-war with the chill cold.
Life and death become the drum to which She will bend
Leaving the breathless Wind time to nimbly mend.
Tomorrow She moves forward
Onward from time borrowed.
Sulking away with dried diamonds
Until Autumn’s auric sky explodes
Mindfully exposing Her horizons.
Memory of Summer implodes.
Efficacious efforts of Her victory,
Reign of Autumn’s golden glory.
September came in like a sombre whirlwind,
Eclipsing the deadening blossoms of summer.
Pallid moonlight coats glistening frost,
That coats the last strands of grass holding on.
Embers of a pagan pyre swirl through the air,
Mass ritualistic hymns ring across realms,
Breaching otherworldly barriers,
Evoking sacred cosmic rites,
Resurrecting scattered souls.
Falling bodies collapse to the slaughter,
As one soul is given in exchange for another.
Loss begets loss;
Lightning suddenly surges through the skies,
Signalling completion of an unholy ritual.
Squirrels are gathering; nuts to bury
Eagerly digging, for warm earth is soft
Painted, a sky in hues that are many
This golden glister is scattered aloft
Even autumnal, as thin sun rides low
Men strut in T-shirts, ignoring the chill
Beauties all bare what they dare… one last show
Enjoying the looks laid upon them still
Ripened and ready are these orchard fruits
Falling for fear of remaining unpicked
An autumn frost cometh, a winter hint
Leaving some lying like leaves to be kicked
Lovers on sheepskin, a stove that burns wood
Soft music playing: September is good
Silver-lined clumps of cloud fleet floats away
End-summer splendor shines in ashen sky
Pairs of joyful birds bathe in the blue bay
The fall’s footsteps trace hued track on the sly
Ember meadow wears crown of diamond dew
Mesmeric dawn gleams finesse of dream glow
Blazing garden path gets paved with gold new
Empty tree boughs shed bronze leaves rustling slow
Relined spent sun in satin sky sets fire
Falling night sprouts sapphire stars shining bright
Amazed, I roam with mind soaring higher
Long to absorb the moondust with delight
Lilting crisp air spreads out ripples of cheer
Songful my heart hasn’t found yours so much near
"I shall be like a tree planted by the river ... " Psalm 1:3
Memories stir my heart to sing,
Alive as the trembling vines,
Yesterday’s melodies on golden wings…
Falling like dewdrops, stirring
Laughing limbs, petals and seeds,
Overwhelmed by the song’s notes,
Whispering forever in the praises,
Endless seas of blooms, amazing me,
Reflecting the firefly’s gentle glow,
Soothing away April’s drizzling flow.
N egative messages
O n going harrassments
Tensions unending start
Miraculously bullied intimidated
Endless referrals
Basically stocked yet non retaliate
Execrable in so being left-alone
Iow grade honorable cowardice
Now likely to defend themselves
Gentle forbearing acceptance now easygoing
Guilting into shame
Resting now tolerant patient indulgent
Undemandling compromising forbearing
Friendly now in full repentant acceptance
Falling out of intimidating coercion arm-twisting constraint
10/12/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
The pause between Summer and Winter
Harvest time, pumpkins, apple pies and corn
Enchanting scenes of stained glass foliage
Magnificent fiery colors of soft yellow, orange and red
Autumn is like a melancholy song
Gusty winds and golden leaves flying
Inspirational is the beautiful decay everywhere
Chilly nights, cozy sweaters, long country drives
Orange blanket stretching in all directions
Falling leaves dance, spin and twirl
Apple cider after a long walk
Unpredictable rain
The season of a long goodbye
Until the snow paints nature white
Maple trees red against the sky take my breath away
Nuts for the scampering squirrels- make me laugh
____________________
September 27, 2021
Poetry/Acrostic/The Magic of Autumn
Copyright Protected, ID 09-1391-503-27
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Autumn Acrostic Poetry
sponsor, Caren Krutsinger, Judged 10/14/2021
Third Place
D irections of our lives seem futile and our hearts obstructed.
E very person, every woman, every child, every
M an has lost the freedom that was promised - now corrupted,
O bliterated by those whose rigid rules destroy our memories
C asting our will, our dreams, our freedom aside
R elinquishing our growth as a nation to thrive freely.
A fghanistan you lay like the wounded warrior that lied
C alling out “I can no longer fight, I must hide” for me to be.
Y ears have come and gone too long, as our history is no longer the prize.
G lory to god to protect our children as they live with tyrants,
O ligarchs and kings that take food from their mouths.
N othing under our sun will shine in this moment of violence
E xcept silver bullets shot with hate to scare our souls to bow
Sept. 2, 2021
Message in an Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Afghanistan Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
sponsored by Kim Rodriguez
Sizzling summer kisses fire up the heat
Until lovers merge both body and soul,
Neither one wanting to live life alone.
Falling in love, two hearts meld into one
Love, one dream, one wish, one hope, and one soul.
Ode to sunflowers in bloom, desire sets
Wild sensual whispers upon the wind,
Each silent word morphing into a sigh
Romping in the meadows of summer's green.
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