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I Remember the night we met 
Austin Texas. Halloween.
Neither of us in costumes. 
Falling oh so quickly,  oh so foolishly 

   
 Love sprouting , flowering jubilantly 
 A delicate dance of 
Intertwining stems, soft leaves, silken petals 

Me……...dread locks , patchwork pants 
You…... long brown hair,  unkempt auburn beard 
You had that favorite tie dyed t- shirt you
liked to wear. 

We married one year later 
Halloween
I remember spiraling autumn leaves 
dancing auspiciously

First day of spring, 
 tears falling from your eyes 
new baby struggling to breathe
I remember her tiny hands, her olive skin


I remember Humboldt county where the redwoods kiss the Ocean
New baby strapped to back, 
ferns reaching out over our heads
  
I remember West Yellowstone, camping in the snow.
Canvassing at Old faithful.
How many times do we watch it blow?

Three  years unfolding …...
We birthed another baby . 
Sweet rosy cheeks
A ray of sunlight in our forest of unknowing  


Mostly I remember you midst the ferns, 
 where the redwoods kiss the shore.
And that tie dyed t- shirt you liked to wear.

Owl In the Dark Night

Owl in the dark night

Dark Owl
That's how I call
on an Owl
who loved the darkness

Almost every night
he greeted  me 
diligently
with his unique voice

carved a longing
in my heart
for his visit

Will you attend
tonight

I miss your gaze
in the dark night

give a spirit
to meet
dawn
auspiciously

even if 
you were negligent
or forget
to visit me

i’ll hug your gaze
along my dream


~ (C) Sukmawati Komala
15 May 2013

Premium Member Out My Window

Out my window
there in the distant horizon
graced by a solemn steeple
I sometimes toss my prayers
auspiciously at the sunrise hour
when serenity's most breathtaking
I feel heard somehow
though words are never spoken
the answers seem clearest
at sunrise my soul rejoices
it's a most divine hour
where in extravagance
nature's beauty
knows no bounds



Published in my photo/poetry book ~SUNRISE OUT MY WINDOW~ 2019

AP: 1st place 2025, 3rd place 2020


Boxed

I've secured my box of empty thought,    
concealed it auspiciously below,             
so I may attain what I have sought;
   
there beneath paint and attire bought;
in an impervious frigid floe,
I've secured my box of empty thought.

I dare not oppose this ailment caught;
these unsure stitches I'll again sew,
so I may attain what I have sought,

and it's done, I've shaped to what's been taught;
emptiness ensues, because, now know,
I've secured my box of empty thought.

Truth be divulged, I have never fought,
or attempted to expel my foe,
so I may attain what I have sought,

and it still creeps forth, held breath, most hot,
taunting and slipping further, but - no!
I've secured my box of empty thought
so I may attain what I have sought.

My Hijab

I am a real Muslim woman 
The one that obey the rules of my unseen God 
And give total submission to the prophet teaching 
To wear hijab and be free from all conundrum of life 

I am a real Muslim woman 
My Hijab is my piety 
My viel will always be on me 
I am a queen, a wife of a king I'm unique  and different 
I don't shake my hands with strange men 
My beauty will not be cheapened with worldly things 
I am disciplined humbly with my dressing
I am respectful and I'm Auspiciously 

This piece of cloth that cover my body is full of tranquility
A sign of total submission to my husband 
I am a real Muslim woman 
And I am the sacred Gold of my husband 
I am not just an ornament for your eyes 
I am a phenomenal Muslim woman 
The one that eat only from the hands work of her husband
Uniquely as the  gold  which must be mined
My hijab is my piety
My hijab is my choice and my life

The Baby In Her Crib

The baby in her crib singing sweetly,
Soft high-pitched tones ascending from her room,
Beget smiles to all in her family.                            
Her gift, prized more than a precious heirloom.

Unknowingly she blessed her family.
Each morning at dawn beautiful tones rang.
She played with her toys while singing carefree.
That is when insight to grandmother sprang.

There is noise without family prayer,
It abounds with boisterous boys around.
Adults auspiciously keep order there.
But, sometimes, peace of heart cannot be found.

Quiet walking seems to never take place.
In the morning outside beauty astounds.
When day’s rushing starts the race from Earth’s grace,
This baby shows the way, sharing love’s sound.


1/2/2017


A Treasure Concealed

Smoky puffy clouds hovered around
Pungent waves engulfed thy existence
Plummeting gullible hopes to ground
Troubled waters obscured persistence.

Exploding, unnerving, dark remorse
Glanced for an anchor to float away
Behold the dazzling ripe inward source
Auspiciously holding thee at bay.

Hath saved all years those memories loved
Nourished thy soul and dissolved in thee
Wrapped by thy mother and beloved
Fear not, unshackle that warmth, foresee!

Love of all had been thy pious bridge
Cross over! Treasured faith holds that ridge.

May 12, 2020
Bridge over troubled waters Poetry Contest
Sponsored By John Hamilton
Winner: Third Place

Premium Member Come Sail With Me---A Collaboration With Jeannie Minor

We talked of love and all the things
we thought that it should be 
but never guessed we'd find the one
so truly meant to be.
With everything 
we've come to know
of how we've sailed our sea,
It's crystal clear 
our kindred souls
want what you want from me.

I know what you want from me
because I want it too.
When I hear your voice I know 
you feel the way I do.
Baby just believe in us
our dream just might come true.
I know you feel it too,
wanting what I want from you.

Now I count the seconds till
I hear your voice once more.
Happiness and laughter 
fills the heart that I adore.
Just to make you laugh and smile
thrills me to my core.
All my dreams came true cause you 
want what I want you for.

Knowing you're so far away
it seems so clear to me,
these wanting feelings of desire
feign auspiciously. 
Are we just chasing fantasies 
of never meant to be?
How could two hearts so foolishly
want what you want from me?

The distance that we are apart
Is only there to here
Exhale a breath and I will start
That soon, it will be clear
Though they be but fantasies
The want I want from you
To make our dreams reality
There first must be a clue

I felt your voice inside of me
And know you felt it too
I heard the wanting in your laugh
It stirred desire for you
The dream that we both share and see
Each color, every one
When we sail back on that sea
Will blend with setting suns

The only love which I'm aware
Has no space or time
Once I hold you in my arms
You'll know love of that kind
Where happiness and laughter reigns
And all the tears that fall
Are tears of joy and ecstasy
And we will share them all

The only promise that I make
Is that my words are true
And if you need the want I want
Let's sail the oceans blue
Sail to each island that we see
And share a fantasy
So throw your doubts into the wind
Cast off and sail with me


 an original collaboration from Jeannie Minor and Daniel Turner

The Essence of Life

Water splashed across the window
Struck high the thunderstorm
My fingers tapped the table
While I sat in my dorm
Watching the merciless rain
Communing to me

Taking me back to the aura of being
Telling me the real meaning of life
And as I sat dazed hearing it
Tears came up stinging my eyes
Seeing that unmatchable aspect
Paying the price for what I had left

Auspiciously I heard the howl
As the winds whispered the soothing sound
Comforting me thy still have time
To undo the done before the tears mount
Soaring up the rhythm fast
The cadence of my heart beat count

Raised high my head with determination
Heaved eminently my soul
and a smile swept across my face
Enlivening me up from the gloomy haze
As I felt the trust in God rising
The power of belief reviving.....

O God, I thank you for this supreme support
Being always there when I need you the most
May I now follow the path shown
So that your blessings never let me lone
Pursuing the bona fide essence of life 
The real reason for which I am alive
© Irum Afzal  Create an image from this poem.

Mirage

One day I realized that something is really missing,
May be the feelings in me or the attachment with you,
Tides of the ocean, color of the leaves and it kept me teasing.

I opened my door; there was fog all around,
My eyes could not clear the foggy view,
But amazingly, this fog and its smell kept me surround.
I was helpless, shouting for help,
Coz I didn’t find anyone else.
All my patience and self esteem were at stake,
Suddenly I heard a sweet voice telling me get awake.

I opened my eyes, those foggy views dispersed,
And now I could see someone coming towards me,
I was afraid and fear struck my mind,
That unknown figure came closer to my ears and whispered.

“Come along”... I am the one for whom you have been waiting all life long,
I said,” who are u?”…why shall I go with you?
“Can’t you differentiate between the old and the new”, Figure replied.
You are old and I m auspiciously new, 
I am your soul, who accompanied you to your whole life.
Now you are dead and it’s the end of your life that God made.

I was shocked, I was dead and it was a grave,
Everything has an end to it,
And I know, I was never so brave.
It is time to leave and bid adieu to all relations,
Sorry all for everything and I here put an end to this lesson.

Premium Member Did You Forget Nine Eleven, Today





    ****** 2,993 People Perished on This Day******


Though Americans and others wept on the streets, that horrific day….
We were not having weekday carnage of police and civilians as if they were toys on playday.


We’ve become a nation of victims, by wanton thieves who burn and pillage.
The ones who are not law- breakers, are blamed for damage to civilians and villages?


On Nine-Eleven,  we wept for so many lost and brave police.
No, not anymore, maniacs beat them and shoot them dead in the streets.


We wanted all law and order again restored.
Not anymore, some are anarchists who applaud looting in stores!


We drool over the murder ,ASAP, of the murder of the unborn?
While once gorgeous woman go bald with heads, fully shorn.


Of our Allies, like the United Kingdom and Israel, oh, we have turned our backs!
But Communist nations, like China, of our money, has absolutely no lack!


We fear working Americans, especially, if born here and religious.
A nation on all manner of drugs, including fentanyl, they find, auspiciously, delicious.


Democrats and Republicans, were parties, not an insane blame game.
Today, one is all out defaming the other, with atrocious, libelous names?


Maybe you were too young to recall what is was like in 2001, or do you?
Now too many Americans hate this land and those in it, more than the Arabs 
ever could do!




                               9/8/2022
                                  ~1~

My Life In the Letter "a" Dedicated To My Mary

Auspiciously, Authentic
Artificial, Ateller
Artistic, Author
Astutely, Aware
Astronomically, Astounding
Arrogantly, Aroused
Argumentative, American
****, Authority
Apostolic, Action
Anglo-phonic, Anglican
Ambiguously, Ambidextrous
All around, Affectionate
Absolutely, Adament
Abiding, Ability
Arranging, Alphabetically




   I had to try this for my Mary, How did I do Honey?

Slow Burn

Slow Burn

               Who ARE you?
   He approaches
     the stage
          auspiciously…
               She gazes with awe.
     Side-stepping
          in time.
     Flawless are
          his moves.
     Their eyes meet.
Time stands still--
     Unbroken silence.
Earth snaps back in motion…
               Her
                    eternal Slow Burn.

Yalto 5.5.2020

Premium Member Rainbow

Written: June 4th, 2024, For Andrea Dietrich 

                         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After the rain, my eyes were blithe,
Rainbow spans the sky, deft and lithe.
For a terse glance, it will remain.
My eyes were blithe . . . after the rain.

Shades of beat! crimson-cyan blue.
A quite brilliant and sparkly hue.
Incite me to yearn for this treat.
Crimson-cyan blue, shades of beat.

With charm, I stare, watching it fade.
Impressing splendor, God has made.
Auspiciously, an awe-sight rare!
Watching it fade with charm, I stare.

This stunning sight cannot grow old.
Just to grasp, it's a drill of gold.
Always an enchanting delight.
Cannot grow old this stunning sight.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.

Begin Now and Then Win

Think thrice before any action
To avoid the happening of friction
When you do the final selection
You must get perfect satisfaction

Decide not in the last minute
Do not ponderously just sit
Try to practice to keep fit
Success is sweet, get it

Dreaming will not get great glory
Inaction makes you feel sorry
Carry on work without any hurry
Never worry as it is unnecessary

Plan and execute with great skill
Extract out of duty maximum thrill
Always perform the task with will
Your coffers, efforts will surely fill

When circumstances are adverse
Then do not despise the Universe
God and prayer are there to nurse
You can rectify if things are worse

Just believe in your full capacity
This belief will act like electricity
Increase via work your capacity
Keep intact your great creativity

Exploit your potential sagaciously
Ignore comments made atrociously
Taste this life viewing it preciously
Let holy time be viewed auspiciously!

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