I exist bound by you
like wildflowers planted pitilessly in dry soil
that plunder and devour the strength of my seeds
My stem grows pallid
My petals scentless and uninspiring
My roots withering in arid dust
strangled by weeds of apathy
Parched in the blight of callous care
Squandered in winds of insentient lies
That snare fire like fugitive arsons
Burning me with insensitivity to shrivel and sicken
As you beget your vanity with the strength
Of the Sun’s scalding degrees
So scarce the waters of your compassion
that scarcely feed my soul
I stand naked, bare and weak
in the barren home inside your pain
I cling harder to grip
As I wither in the dust of lonely casualty
Strangled and forfeited
I slowly die clenched in your fist of willful despair
trembling from your demise
As my unseeing love yields the compromise
May 24, 2023
Brian Strand Premier No. 1219 Poetry Contest
Categories:
arsons, abuse, addiction, love,
Form: Free verse
I'd be more than happy to endow my beam to you,
equally, I trust you'll impart with your own smirk too.
That is a proem forward into world harmony,
A prized seed with extremely useful whimsy.
I will endow my food with a smile,
And I'm confiding you'll nod in your style.
This feast is middling for two persons,
It is possible if we could deter arsons.
This majestic tree dispenses shade,
Nature has conveyed us with a unique cascade.
For everyone who needs to take it easy,
Let us enjoy it all around, indeed... globally!
I'd be heartily risen to relate my entity to you,
For every one of the dignities, we are apt to do.
The season minds about us, today,
While lavish panegyrics pave the way.
Accordingly, share a smile; this is a start rally.
An extraordinary beginning's blissful inventively.
1st Place Contest Winner
Written: March 6th, 2022
World Peace Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Categories:
arsons, analogy, beauty, character, cheer
Form: Rhyme
Loneliness engulfs him.
Like an arsons match he ignited their relationship ablaze
Once a very unbreakable bond
now, simply reduced
to a pile of ash, in temptations distant haze.
Loneliness entangles him
weaves thru him, like diseased roots of an aging tree
they wrap around his feelings, squeeze out emotion
and eventually choke the life out of his reality.
Loneliness is his soulmate
now...
and for the rest of his years
joined together by selfishness and fate
at the expense of someone else's tears.
Now, as the years drip away, and quietly disappear
they leave no trace
but landing ever so gently
upon his lonely artificial face
though it's not by choice
that this partnership remains
but as a cruel reminder
of a love lost
and a heart tragically stained..
Categories:
arsons, depression, life, loss, lost
Form: Narrative
Dried by the arid soil,
Brown brush painted
Upon emerald,
Levanter of anguish
Wafts turmoil,
Breachings now herald…
Exposed foot of crimson,
Bled into crying incisions
Upon this aridity,
Fury of the earth
Kindles destruction, arsons,
The world drowns in debility…
Crimson foot,
You shalt stride a day,
Upon emerald meadows
Your pure blood shalt rear,
Your fragrance shalt endow,
Where fidelity shalt kneel down and pray…
For my country, Palestine
Categories:
arsons, angst, hope, peace, war
Form: Rhyme