Biblical promise from the beginning
Preparation well kept
Heaven’s arrival
Meeting all the Disciples, Moses, Joshua, Abraham and many others
Far beyond the ridges of Earth
Eyes have not seen
Seeing my friends who passed before me
The place of sweet and spiritual vibes
Walking around Heaven Day and Night
Golden prayers
Calm, Secrete and Pure
No worries nor pain
Uplift into a new tomorrow
Songs of Glorified
Hallelujah praise
Appreciation being on the highest
Angels fly
Kingdom of Thy
Talking personally to everyone including the Lord face to face
Living on Earth was a waste
Spiritual rise
Heaven’s Revelation energize.
as much a treasure as a blood diamond,
love on the run recaptured,
caged lest it flees again
wear this tiara of tears, weep veiled stars
O wedded Hina of heart ~
falling in l o v e
again …
contest : the numbers game
sponsor : Nette Onclaud
date when my quill cradled this kimo; 6.09.26
youth's lust is a fire that can't be sustained
time and growth are the fuel
to best rekindle love
No longer reaching for succulent fruit
but wishing to be the tree
that, in time, may bear it
Deep memories cut through eyes' glassy frame
Love -on -the- loose tries again
While I follow its trail
"Love, the Second Time Around"
Contest Prompt
years ago, lost my love _ now, found new love
he says . . . my love and my heart -
lips whisper ~ promises
sweet love ascends as a gift of rare moons
painting dark, wet sands azure
our footprint glows again
I do not know how or when it happened.
One day I was by myself.
Then you swept me away.
Sponsor Nette Onclaud
Contest Name THE NUMBERS GAME
Date 8/30/2026
Autumn leaves an aftertaste that kisses cold.
Then transfuses startled green veins with gold.
A shivering whisper, slips through oak and elm.
As faded yellow disciples tumble from their realm.
As it hums through wheat; the heavy heads bend low.
To ripen while the last warm amber winds still blow.
A long-drawn-out sigh, draws summer from its reign,
Gold and red leaves tumbling down to an empty lane.
Thin mist curls upwards from the cooling ground,
Cold breath slips down, through cracks, without a sound.
Gasps rattle shutters, and worry the tiles and doors.
Sends dry leaves scurrying like mice around the floors.
Autumn breathes on apples till their red cheeks glow,
Then thumps them down one by one onto the ground below.
It finds the restless geese beneath the cloud.
And beckons them south, to join the gathering crowd.
At dusk its voice turns hoarse, as darkness grows.
Growing rasping and raw, with winter up its nose.
Then Autumn, now breathless, loosens one last leaf.
It spins to Earth, collapsing, in gold-flared relief.
the green eyed aliens silent invasion is all around
arriving on ships of invisibility and animosity
and say they come in peace and with solidarity
theyve come to stake their ground
so we welcome them with wide open arms
and are deceived by their salad of words and false charms
in this distant far away world a home they found
then sucked dry the good life we all once led
and now their far reaching tentacles we fear and dread
they infected us with their ideology without any sound
and society now is crumbling, sunk and drowned?
You will be seen by the Director of Admission
to ensure yours is the proper contrition
That it will not fail in its mission
as do 50% of submissions
Or fall into remission
as do cancers of ambition
Your turn now: Assume the lotus position
your focus ~ reciprocal inhibition
SO RAISE YOUR TOAST
RAISE YOUR GLASS!!!
SHE KICKS BUTT>>>UU
SHE KICKS ASS
HERE I AM
HERE I STAND!!!
I JUST HOPE ONE DAY SHE UNDERSTANDS!!!
Interpretations
Commentaries
And such
Seem to be
New stories..
Words explaining words
Dancing around a
Separation fixation..
'Tis I, the better man by far,
to put my finger in the cookie jar.
My only life, I chose to risk it
for a cookie or a biscuit,
as a madwoman in the house
places traps best meant for mouse.
A lesser man might linger
on a missing thumb or finger,
but a man like me (a macho brute)
celebrates a cookie, down the chute.
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