Best Ded Poems
The Holy Dust of Creation’s Seed Sown
Born from this ancient dust of creation's seed sown now so true,
Whilst sparkling inside a mystical divine light on this dark night,
I’m nourished from the living waters—the oceans deep and blue.
Majestic wings rise high in the waves basking in Heaven’s light,
Crowning the blest halo golden ring around this angel very dear,
Whilst I kiss warmly the salt of the deep oceans stirring at night.
Spiced now in a seabed, a rainbow’s gem shineth pure so clear,
That a traveler in this radiant world of delight knows real love
Is what we all seek as sparkling diamonds now appear so near.
Where the rivers flow down a mountain’s verdant slope because
There, in the highs and lows of these rivers, tears soak the Earth,
Falling and rising from the dust, ashes are memories of what was.
I have abounding faith in this life’s bond as Nature begins her rebirth,
Eclipsed by a peerless beauty inside, wild passions grown now strong.
A liquid sphere appears in our mortal lives reaching its point of girth.
In the cerulean oceans mystic gulls cry deep echoes bringing us along.
We find peace kneeling as a psychic mantel covers our thoughts pure,
As that special circle of brilliance radiates within life’s treat so strong.
By God’s hand the ancient dust of creation’s seed is with us to assure,
Mankind’s perpetuity on Earth as part of His most holy divine vision.
Only God knows mankind’s destiny rests in His divine hands for sure.
The ancient dust of creation’s seed is part of God’s omnipotent precision,
For He’s the one who shall guide us all heavenward by His final decision.
Gary Bateman, Michael Clarke, and Liam McDaid
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 10, 2017 (Terza Rima)
Terza Rima Rhyming Sequence: aba bcb cdc ded efe fgf ghg hh
Format Note: This poem employs the traditional rhyming scheme used by
Dante Alighieri in “The Divine Comedy,” ending with a couplet, rhyming
with the previous tercet’s middle line.
Categories:
ded, creation, god, heaven, love,
Form:
Terza Rima
Born from this ancient dust of creation's seed sown now so true,
Whilst sparkling inside a mystical divine light on this dark night,
I’m nourished from the living waters—the oceans deep and blue.
Majestic wings rise high in the waves basking in Heaven’s light,
Crowning the blest halo golden ring around this angel very dear,
Whilst I kiss warmly the salt of the deep oceans stirring at night.
Spiced now in a seabed, a rainbow’s gem shineth pure so clear,
That a traveler in this radiant world of delight knows real love
Is what we all seek as sparkling diamonds now appear so near.
Where the rivers flow down a mountain’s verdant slope because
There, in the highs and lows of these rivers, tears soak the Earth,
Falling and rising from the dust, ashes are memories of what was.
I have abounding faith in this life’s bond as Nature begins her rebirth,
Eclipsed by a peerless beauty inside, wild passions grown now strong.
A liquid sphere appears in our mortal lives reaching its point of girth.
In the cerulean oceans mystic gulls cry deep echoes bringing us along.
We find peace kneeling as a psychic mantel covers our thoughts pure,
As that special circle of brilliance radiates within life’s treat so strong.
By God’s hand the ancient dust of creation’s seed is with us to assure,
Mankind’s perpetuity on Earth as part of His most holy divine vision.
Only God knows mankind’s destiny rests in His divine hands for sure.
The ancient dust of creation’s seed is part of God’s omnipotent precision,
For He’s the one who shall guide us all heavenward by His final decision.
Gary Bateman, Michael Clarke, and Liam McDaid
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 10, 2017 (Terza Rima)
Terza Rima Rhyming Sequence: aba bcb cdc ded efe fgf ghg hh
Format Note: This poem employs the traditional rhyming scheme used by
Dante Alighieri in “The Divine Comedy,” ending with a couplet, rhyming
with the previous tercet’s middle line.
Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2017
Categories:
ded, creation, god, heaven, love,
Form:
Terza Rima
he passed away
without a sound…
after all these years
we still listen to the
silence of his departure
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[ded. to my elder brother]
Judged 12/13/2019 ~ NA
Memorial of a Loved One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
Contest N-A Rerun 4 by John Hamilton
Categories:
ded, death,
Form:
Tanka
glory of morning sun on forest of trees,
the twitter of birds from many nests unseen,
what devilish mind, cruel hands would fell these?
clear stream lilting through, reflect moon’s silver sheen,
caressing pebbled shores, nurturing the seeds,
what evil creature pollutes with waste unclean?
many orchards of fruits and grains for our needs,
a host of colours with flowers, humming bees,
what heartless soul would drop a bomb to cause bleeds?
in azure blue skies fly a flock of white geese,
over snow clad tops of Himalayan peaks,
what greedy species would shoot and kill with ease?
mother nature groans as she weeps, shakes and creaks,
can we stop, listen? to her children she speaks!
written 7/ March/2021
While mother earth gently moans poetry contest
D.W.Rodgers sponsored
Terza Rima Sonnet
aba,bcb,cdc,ded, ee rhyme sequence
11 syllable each line
Categories:
ded, animal, betrayal, bird, evil,
Form:
Terza Rima
A brand new year will soon begin…new page,
one sheet of twelve to see upon the wall;
it cleanly hangs, no scribbles, signs of age.
New Year...so many days to get things done;
on a clean slate, set new plans big and small,
before the twelve fly off, each one by one.
This year, another gift of life’s delight,
again to watch all seasons come and go
and feel the surge of Spring’s renewal rite.
Perhaps to now enjoy in better ways,
the Summer sun and flowers; Autumn's glow,
then Winter wonderland of snow-filled days.
A brand new year begins so soon…new page...
This year, another gift of life’s delight.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Contest: New Year
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy
Form: Cornish Sonnet
Judged: 01/16/2018
The rhyme scheme is aba cbc ded fef ad
Written in Iambic Pentameter
Categories:
ded, new year, today,
Form:
Rhyme
Said baker Ted to baker Ned:
Ned, did you knead the dough?
"Dough, I did dot dead the dough"
Why not knead the dough, Ned?
"I didn't wad to sdeeze on the dough"
Sneeze on the dough, Ned?
"Yes Ded, I god a code in by doughs"
Well Ned, at yeast you’re being honest
"It’s the yeast I could do, Ded"
You’re not going to do the yeast again are you?
"Of coors dot, I did the yeast yeasterday"
You’re fibbing Ned, yeasterday was Yeaster
"I always worg Yeaster, last year I worged Yeaster"
It’s against the law to work yeasters on holidays
"Why Ded? The yeasters dode mide worging Yeaster"
Well, doing the yeast is perverted to say the yeast
"At yeast I dode loaf and fridder away by dime"
Are you accusing me of fondling the fritters?
"If the fridders fid, then fry the dab fridders"
How would you like me to fry YOUR fritters, Ned?
"I subbose I dike by fridders a diddle on the brownie dide"
Not what I meant Ned and please stop poking my brownie
"Oooo…Dough dared! You’re gibbing be the fridders"
You don't have the fritters to whip my cream, Ned
"I cad whib your cream with one had deading the dough"
Cannot-Caddo-Cannot-Caddo-Cannot-Cad...
Cold-ridden, frustrated customer Homer Simpson:
DOUGH!! There they dough again, Baaarge!...
Categories:
ded, food, funny, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
She is an Angel.
Ceraphic chants among us hum,
She has compassion for the poor,
Yes,she truly is an angel.
She experienced a "call within a call",
To serve the poor,sick,vulnerable,
She has compassion for the poor.
Vocal proponent of Albanian independence,
Mother Teresa,from a well of family sacrificed,
To serve the poor,sick,vulnerable.
Counselled other nuns to create a community of angels,
Took vows to a life of poverty,chastity,obedience,
Mother Teresa from a well of family sacrificed.
Angelic kids in innocence glow,
Mother to destitutes,needy and good to all,
Took vows to a life of poverty,chastity,obedience.
Heavenly beings are fond of her,
Ceraphic chants among us hum,
Words are droplets of honey and care,
Yes,she truly is an angel.
Rhyme Scheme-ABA' bCB cDC dED eFE fAFA'
Contest:Angels.
Sponsor:Debbie Guzzi.
21/12/2016.
Categories:
ded, angel, appreciation, blessing, faith,
Form:
Terzanelle
Terza Rima Sonnet
aba, bcb, cdc, ded, ee
So much alike though we are twelve years apart
Different father same mother, we are twins
Rebellious, beautiful with a selfless heart
The age nineteen her adulthood now begins
Piercings, ear gauges, tattoos makes a statement
Life so far, inking the story on her skin
A trip to Europe, a week she could have spent
Instead, chose to come visit me for that week
We had a blast together, she seemed content
She is young and I am nearly an antique
I am at the age where I must guide along
From my own experience I can critique
Before her visit we had gone way to long
She plans to move here, this is where she belongs.
Jared Pickett
4/6/2012
Categories:
ded, family, age, age,
Form:
Terza Rima
You (knee)ded me
For so long, I felt
so empty and all alone
but, you came along
and you (knee)ded me.
You touched me with
your love, you filled me up
from my head down to my toes
(my belly too, I might add
that was tasty, mmmmm)
My love is complete,
strong and true,
my arms long to hold you
my fingers too.
I will declare my love to
all your family
Your Aunt and Ankle too.
Just swear to me that you
love me, cause I (knee)d you too.
John Derek Hamilton
September 13,2016
Categories:
ded, funny, funny love,
Form:
Free verse
The Scottis Generale,
Nicholas McJockstrap
Waes undefaited fu a decaid
Due to the nikkirless trap
But on thys partikul day…
Thei stud on the highelands
Withe thir kyltes flyring highe
Ase thir baggpypis pleyed
“Thes wyll gyve yu a stye in yur ey”
Thir ennemy, takin abak
By the sicht thei sawe
Thene advaunced wyth a skreyme
Saing “shou eus soum moary”
The Scottis secreet weapun
Ded nott wark
It juist creatted a frynze
Drave the ennemy berrserk
The ennemy, sailors
Adaptared thei sexeul palatiat
As thei strypped ofe thei cloath
Ty revele frokes fram a swanne laik ballatt
Thei foloued thei Captain
Byg Baud Benn
Skreyming “Kille ale the women”
“Ande raap ale the meyn”
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Translation
The Scottish General
Nicholas McJockstrap
Was undefeated for a decade
Due to his nickerless trap
But on this particular day…
They stood on the highlands
With their kilts flying high
As their bagpipes played
“This will give you a sty in your eye”
Their enemy, taken aback
By the sight they saw
Then advanced with a scream
Saying “Show us some more”
The Scottish secret weapon
Did not work
It just created a frenzy
Drove the enemy berserk
The enemy sailors
Learned to adapt their sexual palates
As they stripped off their clothes
To reveal frocks from a swan lake ballet
They followed their Captain
Big Bad Ben
Screaming “Kill all the women”
“And rape all the men.”
Categories:
ded, funny
Form:
Rhyme
May you grace the shores of Eternity
And upon Life's waiting seas
Cast a dreadnought...
May sunstruck vistas embrace you
As their son and brother
As the beautiful doings of your soul
Surpass that glorious portraiture...
For in your deep and brooding eyes
Is the promise of Tomorrow,
And all the dreams and hopes
Of a thosand generations
Dance within them.
I believe in that...I believe in you.
Categories:
ded, hope, inspirational, passion, visionary,
Form:
Blank verse
In primeval forest, earth’s secrets deep lie,
wind whispers soft midst trees hundreds of years old,
as together they praise ancient Gods on high.
With dawn’s first light, avian chorus unfolds
till fractured by din of a chainsaw’s shrill whine
announcing the pillage of nature’s last hold.
From dawn of time, did man and nature entwine
in ageless dance to maintain a fragile balance
yet with man ascendant must nature decline?
Tear not the fabric of earth’s fragile valance
to loose a future of fire, flood and bust
ending with nothing but entropy’s silence.
As round us consecrated soil turns to dust
and machines once mighty waste away to rust.
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2/6/2021
2/16/2021 - mea culpa In my "Tera Rima sonnet" the second line of the fourth couplet did not rhyme with the couplet which followed giving a rhyme scheme of aba bcb cdc ded ff rather than aba bcb cdc ded ee. This has been corrected in the last edit.
Categories:
ded, environment, nature,
Form:
Terza Rima
I like to give dad a tough time on the courts,
Just because he’s my pop.
Poor man doesn’t know where the ball will flop.
My first serve is an ace, and he’s in for nought.
Next, I lob him, and he bobs up high,
Misses the ball, his racket hits the air.
Thirty-love and the old man pulls a face and sighs.
I feel sorry for Dad, so I do a simple drop shot to be fair.
Ded screams---poor bugger didn’t get the shot.
I laugh---forty love, oh here I go,
A straight pass down the line and return it he cannot.
I win the first game, and he’s all tears in sorrow.
I feel so sorry for old Dad.
We take a break and gulp down water.
Then he starts banging his bald head as he’s so sad.
I’ll be easy with him in the next game cos I love the old codger.
Categories:
ded, dad, father son, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Tucked among the hedge rows
in winter green of backyard glen,
the tiny maple grows.
Its leaves a golden bed
for rabbit, mouse or partridge hen,
with strands of pine straw wed.
Beauty to all who see
the silence deep on scene of night,
pureness akin to chi
Rising sharply from brush,
doves cloister in concord of flight,
at mornings's hint of blush.
Nov. 21, 2012 Charles Henderson
I have this listed as a triolet, but it is not.
My rhyme scheme is aba, cbc, ded, fef
Categories:
ded, nature,
Form:
Triolet
Outside new rose buds contemplate
the future, should we bloom or no,
and tempt our own vermillion fate?
We are not winter's afterglow,
they muse, but amulets of grace,
consider buildings stacked in place
without decorum or brio!
Which is the greater of the two
in March--intentions must not mar
the garden cloister--to eschew
the world or flutter like a star
or horse manes lilting in the breeze?
Remember thus: our pedigrees
grant entree to a love's boudoir!
Iambic Tetrameter
aba bccb ded effe
3/3/18
Categories:
ded, garden, nature, rose,
Form:
Quatorzain