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Premium Member Silence of the Waves

Mirabelle orb ascends,
under clementine and pomegranate skies.

Absent,
in delight of daylight.
Eyes set adrift in dawning daydreams.

Calm heart is an oceanic concerto,
flowing along sapphire tones.
Deep breaths walk upon water,
caressed by Poseidon's piano keys.
Pulsating palpitations beat eloquent echoes,
rousing freely along rhythmical ripples. 

Searching for symphonic serenity -
composition of waves, amicably,
pave a path towards destiny.

Hope vibrates like Apollos's lyre and lute strings,
as winds whistle lost tunes from Athena's flute.
Melodies of the silent sea summon torpid tides,
as desire merges in harmony with the harbour -
passionately embracing barren shores.

Aroma of dusk's dew cools in night's velvet sheen,
as sinking sun is submerged into the deep blue sea.
Sprinkling of pearls appear - their reflection
shimmering upon watery midnight blue stillness.

In silent clarity of blackness,
flowing footfalls of fate purify -
awakening mind from its reverie.

The Silent One
6 September 2020


Mirabelle - a plum, also known as mirabelle prune or cherry plum, is a cultivar group of plum trees of the genus Prunus. It is believed that the plum was cultivated from a wild fruit grown in Anatolia.

Poseidon, in ancient Greek religion, god of the sea (and of water generally), earthquakes, and horses.

Apollo has been recognized as a god of archery, music and dance, truth and prophecy, healing and diseases, the Sun and light, poetry, and more.  His two musical instruments were the lute and the lyre.

Athena was a talented flute player, as she created it, but others ridiculed her when she played due to her cheeks. In disgust, she threw away the flute and said whoever picked it up and played it would be severely punished.
© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.

Butterfly Affair

Butterflies on our lemon tree, 
Flirting with its leaves, flitting free, 
Brushing it here, kissing it there, 
What a cute romantic affair! 
A "kaleidoscope" I foresee! 


{A group of butterflies is also known as a "kaleidoscope"}

Premium Member This Is For the Poet Destroyer a - Also Known As Linda

you carve your words precisely 
like a master does a flawless diamond
infuse your images on the head of a pin
not a letter wasted 

you who
speaks from deeper within 
with every new write

never one or one hundred reads suffices
each new recite reveals something new
grabs the readers heart 
and we the better for it

you are the poet writes 
like the brush of Van Gogh 
his emotions vibrant in every stroke
every painting a work of genius

in your poetry 
we find that pearl
hidden too deep for the diver 
now opened and revealed 
blinded by its light we see
what was once previously 
invisible 
now!
transparent

like the gentle prophet 
you sew and lay a carpet
that sensitizes us 
from the very bottom of our awareness 
to the peak of our understanding 

it is LOVE that enshrines your words
you!
the fabled unicorn 
we 
the fortunate 
that by your cause 
confirms 
our childhood dreams 
DO exist



september 29 2015
armand


River On the Moon

In the middle of deep dark woods
Beneath the clumsy, capricious clouds
A wacky, wiggly passage leads
To a captivating, carious ground

There dwells a divine dreamy Datura
Brewing, in the lap of her beaming aroma
A bowl of nifty, nefarious nectar
Whose magical scent I smelt in Abyssinia

Pour one drop of it in your soul and soon___
You will get teleported__ to river Reena of the moon
Celestial fantastic flies hovering you
Until you are inebriated by the Reena's liquor__Maroon

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P.S: Datura is a flowering plant also known as Moon flower.

(The lap of Datura is aroma, and the nector is brewed there...
Reena's liquor is Maroon in colour) 

(~Paghunda Zahid... 2020 - 08- 19)

Premium Member Night Sky

Goddess of love doth shine bright in the skies
  As one planet blushes red among the stars
 The moon, surrounded by twinkling fireflies
 Looms ever so large to a distant Mars

 Venus, adorned in her beautiful glow
 Outshines Jupiter in the Milky Way
 The dark realm of Pluto is too faint to show
 But has five moons in orbital array

 Diamonds in the sky show off their glisters
 As my thoughts to the heavens take flight
 A cluster of stars called the seven sisters
 Twinkle brightly in an enchanted night

 Myths of the night sky are never too far
 I gaze in awe and wish upon a star

 5/1/17
 Venus:  Roman goddess of love
 Seven Sisters: Also known as the Pleiades
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member -Fisher Folk


Have you heard of Fisher Folk
Masked and disguised
Often difficult to see
When in front of your very eyes

Some will see through the disguise
Once engaged in conversation
Others will never see a Fisher Folk
Blinded by their manipulation

Fisher Folk do not fish 
In waterways of any kind
They only fish in ones psyche
Fishing…. human minds

Fishing information, only for personal gain
Needing constant compliments and praise
This is how Fisher Folk
Spend their devious, “its all about me” days

Also known as “Me People”
And other choice names
Pretending to show interest in you 
When ‘Self ‘ is the name of their game

Some will never see a Fisher Folk
Being blinded by their camouflage 
Others will see straight through it
Quickly seeing the mind sabotage 

Fisher Folk are generally likeable
Often intelligent , charismatic ,smart
Though their interest in others is inauthentic
Not from a genuine or loving heart
© Deb M  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member At Dunkirk

At
Dunkirk,
where thousands
of stranded men
lined a bloody beach,
hope was draining with each
air strike delivered by the
unrelenting Germans’ aircraft.
Cold, starved, and injured men watched from shore -
their few rescue ships being bombed and sunk.

How must they have felt knowing their homeland
was so close – and yet so far away?
Horrific days passed when at last
brave civilians came with boats,
so it was that ten times
the number of those
not expected 
to live were
instead -
SAVED.

Aug. 16, 2017: Double Etheree written for 
 JPContest 6: WAR AND HEROISM Contest

 From Wikipedia:

The Dunkirk evacuation, code-named Operation Dynamo and also known as the Miracle of Dunkirk, was the evacuation of Allied soldiers during World War II from the beaches and harbour of Dunkirk, in the north of France, between 26 May and 4 June 1940.
The operation commenced after large numbers of British, French, and Belgian troops were cut off and surrounded by German troops during the Battle of France. In a speech to the House of Commons, British Prime Minister Winston Churchill called this "a colossal military disaster", saying "the whole root and core and brain of the British Army" had been stranded at Dunkirk and seemed about to perish or be captured.
On the first day only 7,669 men were evacuated, but by the end of the eighth day, 338,226 soldiers had been rescued by a hastily assembled fleet of over 800 boats. Many troops were able to embark from the harbour's protective mole onto 39 destroyers of the British Royal Navy, 4 Royal Canadian Navy destroyers,] and civilian merchant ships, while others had to wade out from the beaches, waiting for hours in shoulder-deep water. Some were ferried to the larger ships by what came to be known as the little ships of Dunkirk, a flotilla of hundreds of merchant marine boats, fishing boats, pleasure craft, yachts, and lifeboats called into service from Britain.  In his We shall fight on the beaches speech on 4 June, Churchill hailed their rescue as a "miracle of deliverance".

Christmas Down Under

Now Christmas in July seems crazy - I’m sure I hear you say
That has got to be plain silly - but this is the Aussie way
Christmas is in December you insist it’s a well-known fact
But in this land way ‘Down Under’ our seasons are ‘out of whack’

July is Aussie winter while in December it's scorching hot
Those Three Wise Men may know the reason but then again maybe not!
A time for relaxing with family and friends spreading the good cheer
Sip a glass of Lilly Pilli wine or toast with a VB beer

Frosty Christmas in December - for some it seems so right
Tinsel and baubles festooned - Oh what a delightful sight
Presents around the Christmas tree decked with lights and holly
Cheery little Santa’s look so happy and so jolly

In December air-cons turned cold mimicking our winter in July
When Santa rode his sleigh down south to Oz coming from the land up high
With a Ho Ho Ho he now powers his jet ski - riding mighty waves
He coasts straight onto our golden sands joining parting people and raves

Remember my friends it is a time filled with Peace and Joy
To commemorate the Special Birth of a Baby Boy

Worry not friends we don’t miss out on all that wintry good cheer
For you see folks here in OZ - Christmas always comes twice a year

Author’s Note:
'Christmas in July', which is also known as Yulefest or Yuletide in Australia. July is generally the coldest month of winter, so celebrations emulate the atmosphere of the northern hemisphere winter. So that means hearty food like roasts, and warm drinks in front of fireplaces and bonfires. Don’t be alarmed folks! – Just for the record, here in Oz we have a second helping and do celebrate Christmas on 25th December with the rest of the world.

~‘out of whack’ - An Aussie term for ‘Out of Sync’~

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Synopsis from the composer of the song and clip -
"The Aussie Christmas Song" by Batesy. Published on Dec 18, 2012

‘One Christmas eve I was singing carols about dashing through the snow & a white Christmas and thought "Aussies don't have snow at Christmas" and it was also 30 degrees outside, so The Aussie Christmas Song was born, it's about sun, sand, backyard cricket, pavlova, and a cold beer - Ah!! - Sing along!!!’

De Ja Vu

Lyrics are timed to music 

Out there - a distant shore
I’ve seen your face before
It’s De’ja`vu with thoughts of you
Then feelings of a loss, come tomorrow

Sometime - another place
I’ve seen - your smiling face
It’s De’ja'vu of thoughts I knew
Love is meant to be, not the sorrow

I searched, beyond the stars
I looked beneath the moon
I know JUST KNOW - without a DOUBT
My heart - will show me soon

Oh way out there - a distant land
That’s where - my love began
Now De’ja'vu fills thoughts anew
So happy again - come tomorrow

So far, beyond that star
We’ll kiss far beneath the moon
I know, without a DOUBT
My heart will show me where soon

I’m sure, with wings I’ll soar
With love, I knew before
I’ll spread my wings I’ll learn to fly
And never ever again - be broken hearted

Oh we can fly with wings on high
Then never ever again, we’ll be parted

Synopsis of total De’ja’vu play that these lyrics were composed for:
The lives of two lovers was torn apart way back in the 14th century when she was banished. The interference could have caused a Pattern shift of Destiny in the Loom of Time. Could a certain couple be the same star crossed lovers that have searched for each other through many lifetimes over the centuries? 

A wise mystical character from the bygone era is a keen observer and blames himself for not intervening. He also wonders that since the Earth is the cradle of humanity, would humans have progressed past the cradle in this day and age.

Foot note:
Ron and I love musical theater. After seeing a disappointing play, he rose to my challenge in regard to the comment he made that he could have written better. The result was De’ja’vu, a Romantic Musical.

I wrote the lyrics in collaboration with him, but due to the enormous staging costs the music was never written and we abandoned the project. 

The lyrics for this piece have been tweaked to ‘La mer’, also known as ‘Beyond the Sea’ and one of my Dad’s favorite songs. (Wish he was here, he would have composed the music)

Sorry folks, if and when we find suitable music to the lyrics of the Grand Finale,  I’ll post it

Premium Member Beautiful Sunrise - the Whitney Style

~Beautiful  Sunrise~
( Whitney  Duet )


Sunrise shines
Appears again
Spreads around
Cover mountains
Sea,  above
Clouds softly pass
A band of seagulls  fly high.


The air's cool
And the sun's warm
Delightful
Wonderful spring
Warms my heart
Songbirds sings
His love shines upon my face.


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012


January.11.2017


~Author's Notes:

The "Whitney" is a  syllabic poetry form or style, that was created by Betty Ann Whitney.The "Whitney" is also known as an American Asian Poem.

You Are My Durga



You are the earth and you are the mother
You are my Durga - you can multi-tusk
Of your children, let me be the father
You work really hard, from dawn to dusk

You are my Durga - you can multi-tusk
You play so many roles - in daily chore
You work really hard, from dawn to dusk
Raising children, doing your job and more

You play so many roles - in daily chore
Mother, teacher, daughter, friend, wife and all
Raising children, doing your job and more
You are present - at every beck and call

Mother, teacher, daughter, friend, wife and all
You are perfect in each role you perform
You are present - at every beck and call
Let's worship Durgas and make it a norm

You are perfect in each role you perform
Of your children, let me be the father
Let's worship Durgas and make it a norm
You are the earth and you are the mother

08.03.16

Durga is the principal form of the Goddess, also known as Devi and Shakti in Hinduism. Durga the mahashakti, the form and formless, is the root cause of creation, preservation and annihilation.
My dedication on International Women's Day.
(10 syllables per line)

Premium Member Broom Sage

When I was young the broom sage grew so tall
It towered over me, fuzzy tickling
Right there in front of momma harvesting
Harvesting just enough sage for a broom

Broom sage to sweep the hearth clean of debris
A hearth white washed with Georgia kaolin 
Nothing to cover the dirty black sooted bricks
In summer even the inside was white washed

Taller now towering over the sage
Whose sick sparse shoots reach up to claim sunlight
Purple hues shimmer in breeze, wait for spring 
Renewed to live again, again, again

Like sage cut, fashioned into a hearth broom
Life is short, wears away the youthful joy
Soon the end in sight, retired to kindling
Laid down upon the white washed inside brick

Awaiting morn when a spark will ignite.
A roaring fire will spring forth ablaze
While all the family gathers around
Warmed by the hearth of a happy snug home

Written:December 9, 2015

Definition of Blank Verse
 
Blank verse is a literary device defined as un-rhyming verse written in iambic pentameter. In poetry and prose, it has a consistent meter with 10 syllables in each line (pentameter); where, unstressed syllables are followed by stressed ones and five of which are stressed but do not rhyme. It is also known as un-rhymed iambic pentameter.


•Blank verse poetry has no fixed number of lines.
•Blank verse can be composed in any kind of meter, such as iamb, trochee, spondee and dactyl

I chose this form because I did not want to rhyme..

Slaved Love of Anarkali

Her name was Anarkali, 
an eloquent carnival of legendary beauty.
a dancer in the court of Emperor Akbar.
Deep russet rouge blushed her red,
a silky smile on her rosy peach cheeks 
rich, sensual and seductive...
With the sweet scent of jasmine, and 
festal moonlight of crystal starred sky,
the damsel danced her way to Salim's heart.
A charmed Prince reverberated in her dreams 
in  rhythm of a daisy swaying in his breeze.  
Entranced in her  emollient ecstasy 
Captured in the cage of her beautiful eyes.
Love blossomed like a dazzling wildfire.

But a sinister callous world, was eager to kill.
Passion handcuffed by shackled royal ego,  
Anarkali was sentenced to be entombed alive.
Behind a wall of stones and prison bars,
Blood still throbbed her myriad unseen scars.

As vibrant colors of a sunset blurred,
An enslaved moth danced to flames of death.
As chimes of Ghungroo* muffled in mutenes,
An enslaved soul emancipated in darkness.

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Anarkali in Urdu means Pomegranate blossoms 
*Ghungroo is an ornament of bells worn as anklets by dancers.

The love story of Prince Salim ( Mughal Emperor Jahangir) and Anarkali is legendary.
 Anarkali, also known as Nadira Begum, was a courtesan from Lahore in modern-day Pakistan. According to one of the stories, Anarkali had a relationship with the Crown Prince Jahangir and the Mughal Emperor Akbar had her enclosed in a wall where she died. 

4th July 2019
Sponsor	John Hamilton
Contest Name : Slave to love

Premium Member God Almighty - the Lune Style

~God Almighty~
(Lune )


God  Almighty  the Lord
Created all
He made you and me

Gods blessings  countless
Measureless
His loves infinite

God  surely  sees all
He’s patient
And so full of grace

He's merciful to all
Ev'n when man
Rejects  God  often

Still  the  Lord  loves man
No matt'r what
And saves wants all.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2007


July.13.2017


So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love. 
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)

-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. 
John 3:16 (NIV) 

- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )

-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.” 
 Exodus  14: 13  ( NIV )


“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” 
- Mark Twain 



~Author's Notes:

"The  Lune" is also known as the American Haiku. It was first created by the poet Robert Kelly,  and was a result of Kelly’s frustration with  the English Haiku.

Premium Member Tanabata-W

Look at the 1st quarter moon of the 7th
Day of the 7th month in the naked sky.
There! The two stars Vega and Altair
Blinded by love like Yaksha & his beloved
In the Bard Kalidas’s epic poem Meghdootam.

Vega neglecting her weaving and
Altair allowed the cows to stray.
So did lovelorn Yaksha in his duties to Kubera.
Dereliction in each case infuriated the kings.
Vega and Altair separated by the Milky Way
And Yaksha from Alkapuri in the Himalayas to Ramgiri.
Yaksha expurgated by separation for a year.
Vega succeeded in arousing the sympathy
Was allowed to meet Altair once in a year
Provided no rain on the eve of seventh
To unite in the milky way-Scorpion region
On the bank of Amanogawa river.
Prospero proved wiser expiating Ferdinand
By his log bearing as ‘trials of thy love’.
Reducing Miranda as ‘rich gift’ or ‘acquisition’
Forever as compensation to Ferdinand’s pains?
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Sixth Placement
For contest : your best poem

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Explanations of foreign words in the poem:
Japanese “Tana” means a shelf in English and “bata” is a transformation of “hata” which 
means a loom
"weaving with the loom (bata) placed on the shelf (tana)",
One popular Tanabata custom is to write one's wishes on a piece of paper, and hang that 
piece of paper on a specially erected bamboo tree, in the hope that the wishes become true.
According to a Chinese legend, the two stars Altair and Vega,
Yakshas : name of the Kubera’s servant
Meghdootam: Megh (rainy clouds and Dootam means messenger)An epic poem written in 
Sanskrit in the year 400 A.D. by the great Indian Bard Kalidas – meaning cloud messenger
Ramgiri ; a hill near Nagpur in Central India
Alka: the name of the city in Himalayan region also known as Alkapuri
Kubera:  the God of Wealth in the Hindu mythology
the Amanogawa (River of Heaven),
Prospero, Ferdinand and Miranda- the character in Shakespeare’s The Tempest.

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