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Premium Member Cutting the Ties

For many

Long years

I’ve lived

In your

 

SSssss
HHhhh
AAaaa
DDddd
OOooo
WWww
 

Your eyes

Cannot hide

Your lies

 

Pure deception -

now rejection

 

I take my

 

 

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The genetic

Umbilical cord

That once joined us

Could you please contest
Sponsored by Broken Wings

09 29 17
Categories: dd, conflict, dark, deep, family,
Form: Free verse

Nirveda

Nirveda (sansk.) - aversion to existence

"The existent there is no cessation". Bhagavat Gita, 2.16



Addicted to existence, I may slain
or, maybe, they may slain me. I may die
a hero or, unknown, die in vain.

I may live righteously, I may abstain
from sins like Abel. Or, vice versa, I
may overstep the laws of God like Cain.

None of that matters! Destined to exist,
scourged by two demons, life and death, I plea 
for non-being, nothingness, for sweetest tryst

with dreamless dream. Oh, woe is me! Deceased
or full of hateful life, I have to be
until I understand the very gist

of cruel, God knows whom invented notion
that long drained streams must flow into the ocean.


aba, aba, bcb, bcb, dd. I have no idea what this form is called. If not called yet, I hereby anoint you a Terzonnet)
Categories: dd, death, life,
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Mother -- Come Home

Sitting with her now
       Watching 
How did she get so old?
       How did I get so old?
So many pills
       Green, blue, white, red, yellow, orange
All kinds of shapes
       Round, oval, oblong – big and small
A tackle box with markings
       Monday through Sunday

We talk and laugh . . . then
       A knock on the door!
I’ll get it
      A police officer – young, clean shaven
As I open the door
      I jokingly yell . . .  He’s here to arrest you mom!
Sir, I do need to speak with your mother. . . 
      What, Oh . . . come in

Mrs. Meade, did you hit another car?
      Her face showed confusion, concern . . . fear
With a trembling voice . . . No officer,  I    dd i d        not
      I followed the young man to the garage
A scrape, red paint, a missing mirror
     My heart sank
Thinking to myself – is she lying?
     Or does she not realize what she has done?
Does it matter?
     The time has come . . . 

As I hug this frail old woman
     Shoulders shaking, tears soaking my shirt
I whisper in her ear
    Do not fear . . . everything will be OK . . . . I love you
Standing there I realized 
    Our roles had changed 
Come my darling 
    It is time for you to live with us
Happy Mother’s day
    I do love you! 









David Meade
May 10, 2015
Love Generously
Categories: dd, car, fear, love, mother,
Form:

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Premium Member Rites of Harvest Moon --Hexsonnetta

When harvest moon alights,
to sail like gauzy lace
on through a cloud’s embrace...
I watch her mystic rites,
as beaming, she excites
my lithesome hours of grace.

How glorious the view
atop a mountain crowned…
with lilies all around
that settle on her queue,
beguiling eve, anew
when sparklers reach the ground.

Till weaves of dawn advance
which ends fine Luna’s trance.


--------------
Andrea Diterich's The HexSonnetta
Rhyme Scheme: a/bb/aa/b c/dd/cc/d ee 
~ the word glorious has 3 syl count~
8/22/2015
Categories: dd, beauty, moon,
Form: Sonnet

Jesus Is Calling

Jesus is Calling 

Jesus is calling you to come and be in the family,
Jesus needs you and me for we are the called on,
Jesus does not care who you are,
Jesus does not care if your Black, White or Brown,
Jesus does not care if you large, skinny or medium,
Jesus does not car if you are straight, gay, what ever,
Jesus does know you believe in Him and a better life,
Jesus says “I Trust in You” so do you trust in Him?
Jesus says “Follow Him and you will find life eturnal,
Jesus is calling you and me home to Him,
Jesus is our Lord and Savior,
Jesus loves you,
Jesus want you,
Come home to Jesus to receive the wonderful life.
Be gain a life a new and start your life with Jesus today,
Come to Jesus and be what you were meant to be,
So come, come to the one who truelly care about you,
Come to Jesus.

Dr. Samuel Mack, DD
Copyright  2016
Categories: dd, change, desire, emotions, faith,
Form: Verse

Poets Are Us

"Poets are Us" 

The blood dripped 
off each piranha's 
sharpened fang

acquiescing 
compliant
with tragic complacency

keep it neat and clean
within the margins
no detours 

stick like Teflon
to the poetic rules
virtuous and unsoiled

aa bb cc dd
pristine are us
sanctimonious sugared pus

we live for 
accolades are us
Dorothy reads 

Poets are us.
Smiles wryly,
laughs

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)




"Happiness"/ Goldfrapp
https://youtu.be/mnHlGONToIc





"The downward slippery slope...."
(Anonymous)
 









"Un Coeur Simple", Gustave Flaubert, 1877
https://interlinearbooks.com/blog/our-sixth-interlinear-translation-un-coeur-simple-by-gustave-flaubert/

https://www.encyclopedia.com/arts/encyclopedias-almanacs-transcripts-and-maps/simple-heart-un-coeur-simple-gustave-flaubert-1877

e-book
https://www.gutenberg.org/files/1253/1253-h/1253-h.htm






"Flaubert's Parrot", Julian Barnes 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flaubert%27s_Parrot

https://www.supersummary.com/flauberts-parrot/summary

e-book
https://pdf.allbookshub.com/general/flaubert-parrot.pdf
Categories: dd, dark, humor, poets,
Form: Free verse


My Virtue Is My Duty

With the morning begins my day;
Different roles I'm ready to play.
Again and again I am perturbed ,
But nature and emotions are undisturbed. 
Silently, without a word, all needs I suffice;
Day to night, unsaid unconditional sacrifice.
What do I gain from all these duties?
Deteriorating my health and my fugacious beauty?
Still, I don't pretend, I take my job seriously; 
As a homemaker and a mother, working audaciously. 
If I don't follow my virtue as my duty,
Who else do you think will prove their loyalty?

(Rhyme Scheme- aa bb cc dd ee ff)

21/04/2016

P.S. This poem is inspired by my mother who is a diligent homemaker and the best mother on earth.
Categories: dd, inspiration, meaningful, mother,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ethereal Bliss - Minuanetta

Ethereal Bliss

Your long pretty limbs and shapely trunk defy
Rings, occult within, unseen by the naked eye.
Rooted as saplings we've grown tall, you and I.
Bending in strong winds in chaos we try
To feel a calming peace from our sunset sky.

Like my car's engine, the gasoline you require
Revs your classy motor with love to aspire.
A premium fillup adds sweet fuel to your desire,
Then you make that purring sound I so admire.

Like melting snow with the heat of your heart
You melt me, then drown me in love's divine art,
A destiny sanctified right from the start.

As a shooting star blazes through outer space,
I see it's soft shimmering light on your face.

Rose petal soft lips share a sensuous kiss.

Entranced by the sight of the moon rising high
While leaves play a susurrate song in choir,
A drum shares its tune as my heart plays its part. 
My shoes and her heels dance with such grace
Assuaging my awareness of ethereal bliss.

1-2-18

MINUANETTA - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden

chremamorphism theme

Minuanetta is comprised on at least SIX stanzas, each stanza consistent with itself in rhyme, and decreasing in the number of lines with each stanza, with the final stanza created of one line of the rhyme of each stanza ... in short a rhyme scheme of (at least) AAAAA, BBBB, CCC, DD, E, ABCDE. It must have a least this many lines, (20), but you can add more, as long as you follow the same form, (and you may add a final, separate tag line, if you wish, but it must rhyme with the last line or repeat it in whole or in part) ...
Categories: dd, dance, desire, destiny, love,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member We Loved Her In Vain

We Loved Her In Vain

The bones of your life lay there
you were gifted far too fair
You travelled a path far alone
before we saw, you were gone

The castles you left so pure
truth was part of your allure
Did you gift us your very best?
or save that for your new quest

Sunday morns you would go walk
there, strange dancing as you talk
Your return consumed us with glee
loved in your sight only me

You are now very deeply missed
we adored you, were not kissed!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-14 2014

Syllables Per Line:  7 7 8 7 0 7 7 8 7 0 7 7 8 7 0 8 7  
Total # Syllables:  102  
Total # Lines:  17  (Including empty lines)  
Total # Words:  87 

Note: I am deep into math, love numbers and patterns.
I wanted to create a poetry form . So I took two special
 years of my life to start the foundation for a new form.
Years 1977 and 1987, thus I chose 77, 87.
Developed the form as sonnet type based with 14 lines but
 with a syllable count as shown above comprised of three 
four line stanzas, followed by a two line conclusion.
Rhyme scheme to be aa, bb, cc, dd, ee, ff  with ending couplet gg
Perfect form would be to hit the max number of word count of 87. 
with each stanza syllable count flowing as shown above,
7,7,8,7 , 7,7,8,7  7,7,8,7  8,7 
Total words(perfect) to be maxed at 87 and minimium word total to 
be 77 words.
If interested give it a try... to stretch your poetic muscles.
Categories: dd, appreciation, beautiful, creation, dedication,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Stone


When I first laid eyes on him, he was alone.
So very solitary, he was but a stone,
just lying there as if he had been thrown
carelessly to nothingness, a rock that had never shone.
A gem he could not be! He was the oddest thing I’d ever known.

A strange and simple stone beneath a barren tree -
a tree which offered no relief of a leafy canopy.
He’d lain there so long where there was no bird’s melody,
and since he had no eyes, there was nothing for him to see.

I bent and picked him up – this stone upon dry ground.
I took him with me, and I showed him all around!
Slowly I was cracking open this rock that made no sound.

In time, I noticed from inside him there emerged the sweetest glow.
I’d pierced the stone’s hard core like the arrow from a bow!

From what he used to be, the stone has now come far!

What he came to be for me I had never been foreshown.
But with some time and patience, I guessed the remedy.
How to open up the stone was the solution that I found.
In my cracking him, rare beauty I have come to know,
for inside the stone was waiting to be born – a shining star!

Feb. 22, 2018 for Gregory Barden's"MINUANETTA Contest using rhyme scheme
 of (at least) AAAAA, BBBB, CCC, DD, E, ABCDE. It must have a least this many lines, (20)

Theme is  "CHREMAMORPHISM"
Categories: dd, relationship,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member No Money Can Buy

Life is a pleasure with loyal friends
Otherwise faith in them shortly ends
Years of togetherness, trust and love
Add to the friendship and keep the vow
Lucky am I to have some  friends for life
To  guide  and support me when  in strife
Yes loyal friends can be husband and wife

Loyalty- no money can buy
It doesn't fall from the sky
It doesn't grow in open fields
Only from love loyalty yields


April 22, 2016.
Loyalty - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Categories: dd, friendship, life, love,
Form: Rhyme

Calling On Jesus

" I'm Calling on Jesus"

I need a sign to let me know you are here
All of these lines are being crossed across Heavens
I need to know that things are going to look up
'Cause I feel I am drowning in a dark sea spilled on me
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said

I'm calling on Jesus, please
I'm calling on Jesus, please

I won't give up if you don't give up
I need a sign to let me know you are here
'Because the LIFE around just keeps it all from being clear
I would like a reason for the way things are around me
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me

When children have to play inside so they don't disappear
While private eyes pear on us while lies cause us not to talk for years
And world leaders are threatening to destroy the world
and losing sight of having dreams of Heaven
In a world that we want is only what we want until it's lost
Until we have nothing left to loss
Except our soul's

I'm calling on Jesus, please

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS, DD

Copyright 2014
Categories: dd, adventure, christian, community, creation,
Form: Verse

Premium Member Hear and Now

The name of this poem is "…" So the first line is shown.
The system would not let me put that in the title box. Sew, so...


...

Hear and now, know here and now, no! No!
It is all wrong, “aint” that a fact?
No. Really… no. 

Aint, paint, saint, I feel faint. 
! Yes. Use that one. ! Use it again!!! (! Symbol and then…)
How about a ? ? (? Symbol for question and then ? for punctuation correct)
That is odd. Let us not discuss txting. (texting, xing, dead when driving)

Small “c”, big “C”, capitalized. 
What about the rest of the letters?
Are numbers okay to use, if I forget how to spell, to, two, too much?
Paints in the box. The letters the shapes the textures of life. 
Smell them. Take them in with every wiff, whiff? (Onomatopoeia, can you sing that?)

Double “dd”, double “tt”, double “oo”, wrong word score. 
Spear, fear, mear, mere, “find the thesaurus”. 
Have you ever spent time reading one?
You should.

The dictionary was badly burned in 1963.
No one nose, no's, knows who set the fire… 
We did not land on the moon. 
It was a sad day, but our people came home. 
Safe.
The world moved on…

Remember when they gave spelling tests?
Three times each and every word, every line, get one wrong then do nine!
Are you still wondering the name of this poem? (...)
Laughter is the best place to begin looking at ourselves. 

Mixed paint in a tray. Pencils, pens, art in words…Free Speech!
Hold on to your flag...
We, all of us… build sentences, 
erect paragraphs and dream up skyscraper stories.
We swirl and whirl words around until they fit together, 
The effort to find the perfect match. 
The ultimate combination of acceptance and understanding.

Authors don’t get to stand and sing on stage, we must be quiet. 
Storytellers rarely receive the time they need to fix the uncertain details.
Maps are lost, tiny jewels fall between the cracks, 
but swiftly pens capture, miracles and even an epiphany.
Patient warriors, working for no one on earth, 
fixed on collecting nothing more 
than the truth.
© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: dd, america, christmas, emotions, god,
Form: Free verse

Flutter From the Heart

FLUTTER FROM THE HEART
          (for DD)

Fireflies flash from your laughing eyes,
Butterflies burst from your smiling lips.
So sweetly you vibrate with life so whole, 
I must confess girl:
You shake my soul!
Categories: dd, friendship
Form:

Someone Like Me

"someone Like Me"

Whatever you do, I'll do with You Lord,
Show me everything I need to be like You,
It all means something more to my LIFE,
And yet nothing to the People like me.

I can see there's so much to learn,
It's all so close and yet so far,
I see myself as my Brothers and Sisters see me,
Oh, I just know there's something bigger for my LIFE.

I need to know, can you teach me Lord?
I need to know about the better LIFE,
Why You chose a person like me Lord?
Something's familiar about these strangers like me.

Every gesture, every move that I makes,
Makes me feel like never before in my LIFE,
Why do I have This yearing to be beside You Lord.

Oh, these emotions I have, I never knew I could,
As if from some other world far beyond the Earth,
Beyond the trees, above the clouds, above the stars,
I see it all before me now a new horizon.

I need to know, can you teach me Lord?
I need to know about these People like me,
Tell me more Lord, please teach me Lord,
Something's familiar about these People like me.

Come with me now and see my world,
Where there's beauty beyond my dreams,
Can you see and feel the things I do?

I know You are right here with me Lord always,
Take my hand Lord and guide me,
There's a new LIFE I need to know about.

I need to know, can you teach me Lord?
I wanna know about these People like me,
Tell me more Lord, please teach me Lord,
...I need to know please teach me Lord...

Dr. Samuel Mack, DD
Copyright   2016
Categories: dd, beautiful, bible, courage, words,
Form: Verse
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