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Christmas on the pacific islands where it's summer everyday
is all about families, friends, joy, love and foods
Though we are many islands and ocean divided
We are forever united with one God
Some small islands may not have
the Christmas colorful lights but in all honesty
they have the best blinking sparkling
twinkling dazzling star lights
they're beautiful in their dramatic and
eye catching lights like no others
We celebrate the birthday of Jesus
in our unique and organic island ways
We always say Merry Christmas
It's never about the material gifts
It's all about the warm joy of Christmas
Singing in tunes or out of tunes
we are clapping our hands
side stepping moving along to the rhythm
We sing joyfully loud in His name
Born is the King our savior
Praising Him highly
Thanking Him humbly
Lifting up our hearts to Him fully
Everyone is glee on life
Everyone is glowing with joy
Everyone shake hands to forgive those
with guilts, dislikes or with differences
Everyone shares a hug or two to embrace
love from one to all
Every woman is wearing flowers in their hair
Every man is wearing leis around their necks
as it is an island style and proudly so
Everyone is wearing bright new cloths and
shoes but mostly sandals for the ladies or
flip flops preferably for the sandy areas
It's a day of joyful to spend with loved ones
Kids playing freely and cheerfully
Sharing fresh organic local foods and
coconut juices
Naturally alcohol free but drunk on Merry
Partying till the stars are twigging out
Collapsing with satisfying hearts
And this is how we celebrate Christmas
on the Pacific islands... Smile!
Written by Akkina R Downing
12-1-16
Haiku Sonnet.
end of summer night
in dark coolness lunar night
shows up many stars
a summer night breeze
so calm cool no sound at all
whisper of wind sound
red bright in the south
calm shining nice glistening
lovely awesome star
eye-catching blue star
amazing shines beamy lights
in the west pure sky
Language of reality
Last for so many light years.
I believe that long ago, the universe’s most artistic landscaper
mixed woodlands with tropics, rock formations with mountains,
volcanic craters with lush valleys, and cascading waterfalls with
pristine still waters before blending all with an ocean and
topping it off with sunshine. Man named this place, Hawaii.
The absolute awe that defines Hawaii, is bound to awaken
any slumbering faith and rejuvenate any emotion grown numb
to the brilliance of life. While visiting the Islands of Hawaii, I
absorbed a joy and wonder from the plants that delightfully
startled my own routine senses. I have been blessed in my life
to personally view beautiful and eye-catching plant life in many
regions of the world. In Hawaii, the plants adorning and tending
the islands are the most dramatic, glorious and enchanting that
my vision has ever drunk. There is an otherness to Hawaiian flora
that suggests plants are empowered with the ability to uplift,
stimulate and captivate even the most withdrawn human vision.
entrancing colors
paint a wonderland terrain ~
landscaped free of charge
bodacious flora
thrives in hawaii's landscape ~
no mute legs walk there
Wondrous frangipani...
You mesmerize me so.
Like a fan, I twirl you
Between my fingertips;
Striking yellow-white hue!
Wondrous frangipani...
You're the most eye-catching
Of all the spring flowers;
A captivating sight
After April showers.
Wondrous frangipani...
Beautiful as a tree;
Lovely in women's hair.
Stirred by a gentle breeze,
Your scent wafts in the air.
Wondrous frangipani...
Catnip to bumblebees;
Hordes of butterflies, too.
Show-stealer in gardens;
Gift to a day brand new!
All April In Monchielle Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Theme: April Flowers
Date written: 04/19/2022
Soon a walk in the forest will bring joy to the eye
Each leaf will be turning shades of autumn,
Prior to their descent to make a crunchy floor.
Then time seems to stand still in the morning fog
Eye catching images, the hills, the fields below where
Mystic looking trees stare out at you, branches bare.
Bringing about a mythical look through the mist.
Eyes cannot take in the changing scenes
Remembering it to camera is the best way
25th September
Penned August 8th 2015
Eye catching patterns in colourful squares
Were carefully stitched by gifted old hands
Commissioned for years to sew her fine quilts,
Her quilting designs were sought through the lands
Each blanket exquisite and full of old charm
All labours of love made at home on her farm
But time marches on and her eyes had grown tired
And at ninety four years she is now long retired
NEIGHBOR’S TREE
Eye-catching in all seasons
They say talking to flowers helps them bloom resplendent
Yes resplendent that’s our neighbor’s tree
Perfectly shaped
So large so tall so wonderfully round
I talk to its crowd from afar like a garden festival of
Flowers
But no words are needed
And the house which it fronts –
Like a bitter thought of Camille Pissaro
So large so old so cold so rundown
One might see the paint peel off in a high wind
Might want to shoulder-up the sagging front porch
A haven for down-and-outers stray cats
Yet all is saved
The tree
In summer – like an umbrella
In spring – a billion chattering buds
In fall its brilliant red outstrips all the most lavish
services in His name
and when winter comes she yet offers hope
The
cold
frost rose
Surprising,
grows on fresh sea ice
eye-catching ice-crystal structures
Imagine picking frost flowers in the Polar night
an adventurous place where it is possible to meet the white bear King Valemon
Exercise Fanatic Viking
Biking
Viking
Viking Good at Volleyball
Spiking
Viking
If Vikings had Invaded Thailand
Viking
Thai King
An Eye-catching Viking
Striking
Viking
Norseman on Foot
Hiking
Viking
Viking Jockey
Horseman
Norseman
The Epitome of the Viking
Gorier
Warrior
May 15, 2022
for A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
'Course as a grim teller of tall tales,
(albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming
quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign
cuz, stringing words together with
pride and prejudice plus
sense and sensibility, jocularity,
and conformity I dissed deign
(spoiler alert) iamb, trochaic,
dactylic, and anapestic metrical reign
jest your ordinary garden variety
dollar short day late dime a dozen
penniless citizen banker Abel and Cain,
yet mine mean mien blithely, daringly,
fatuously, ludicrously, nauseatingly,
pretentiously playfully urbane
many (if not all readers)
will coon sitter
yours truly harmlessly insane,
whose feeble attempts
to wax and wane
oft times falls flat (splat goes Matt)
as if dropped out plane,
without a parachute
instantly recuperating while lain
supine (winded, but...
none the worse) asthma brain
suffers concussion, confusion, contusion
actually, immediately, and unexpectedly
knocked fluent German speaking ability
within germane guy verständlich?
If ye really comprehend
trademark non Turkish gobbledygook
then explain (using
language of least familiarity),
but best to commence
with eye catching hook
impossible mission
apt lit pupils (mine)
to evade even momentarily
riveting, spellbinding,
and transfixing look
courtesy ingenious way
with word ye snook
cored me and took
wind out my sails.
Nor could I breakaway courtesy automobile,
cuz 2009 Hyundai Sonata
would not start... yea for real,
thus finding me ready to yoke
neck (think gibbet) each heel
dangling as body goes limp
blessedly, finally, happily
ridding me of any/all hangups,
one less goo goo gaga born this way
poker face cards for him to deal.
UNGABLUZUM describes this schlemiel!
Written: October 30, 2023, For Eve Roper Nursery Rhyme
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Where joyful colors and lively settings rule.
In which ideas run wild and originality extol
Children congregate, full of glee and cheer.
As Legos arrive, a joyful melody appears.
With little fingers and bright eyes.
The kids start on a quest full of fun surprises.
Build homes, spaceships, and buildings so tall.
Their dreams are to lift wings and hit above all.
Their dreams come to life, piece by piece.
Encasing fresh towers akin to a fleece.
They realize their aspirations using Legos.
As they build a home ideal for Geckos
Colorful and eye-catching plastic blocks,
New and historic kingdoms unlock
Tales for kids in their heads as they grow
As they build upward, they'll fall into a row.
Each brick is a jigsaw piece that fits exactly.
Drawing artwork for my kids distracts me.
The kids giggle and squeal, lost in their play.
Leaving memories that will forever stay.
Spring shifts a bright sky
into streaks of gray,
in it's own unpredictable way.
The daffodils are weakening
storm damaged, they struggle
to blow their leaky yellow trumpets.
Warm days still end with a chill
the dawn remains wet nosed,
but summer is winning
it is edging in
painting the fields
with patchwork colors,
daubing the trees with
shy May blossoms
that offset the ever greening.
An old man in a black overcoat
sweats a little,
his dog racing ahead;
he heads for home
with a rickety swagger,
already painting
bold, eye-catching words
on invisible rainbows.
A feast of eye-catching hues swirl midair,
stoic fragile leaf a chill whisper,
overt orange, deep vein red,
pallid yellow, scaly amber,
jumble upon bright clad jumble,
earthbound mattress on a grey mud plot,
bald cypress, Norway maple,
crepe myrtle, pin oak,
shed their raw-hewn splintered twig,
amid the waning sun in bleak morph,
late August and September tread,
damp weather bashful pilgrimage,
acorn mulch stuck between the grooves,
of rugged footwear on limp moss,
along harvest ripened pastures,
hardy toilers lay their white ash scythe,
they reap, gather and proudly stack,
turnips, pumpkins, squash, beet, zucchini,
lifeblood to thriving market square,
rustic idyl diet, whetstone oven backdrop,
whiffs of healthful soup simmering,
bowls scraped, hunger sated,
red ember coal fire glows,
aromatic haze taunt the frozen nose,
symbolic fall eon meter pending,
still a buoyant risen spirit
The leaves whisper in the trees,
They crackle like fire underfoot,
They spoil and rot,
The color of their skin turns,
As they die in a brilliance of color,
Their crumpled bodies lay sprawled across the grass,
Waiting to be collected and put in body bags,
Or cremated in burning barrels or firepits,
The death of a season,
They take away the green of the grass,
They leave the trees bare,
Their spindly skeletons stand rigid,
Having lost their sway along with their leaves,
The leaves take away the flowers,
The birds begin to dwindle down,
Their trilling growing quieter and quieter,
They consider leaving for warmer air to fill with their song,
The leaves take so much,
But give our world a flash of color in return,
Shiny, eye-catching gold,
Like jewelry dressing the trees,
And fiery orange and red,
Bursting with the color of flames,
A wonderful gift I sometimes take for granted.
When I look at the Nile or Niger
My heart overflows with joy for such a wonder
As currents daringly flow on each iconic river
Every fountain has wealth embedded in its waters
Each mountain, sealed by the richness of history
This is the reason I recognize a path
A path filled with promises
Promises to make Africa great
In fact, Africa is already great
What a marvellous sight to behold!
Imagine a variety of wildlife in Togo
Comforting sounds of birds across Comoros
Outstanding presence of gazelles in Cameroon
Supernatural nests of swallows from epic Chad
Historical archives found in artistic Mali
Fashion trending all the way from Malawi
Magical flavour of Sea Cuisine from sanctified Senegal
Amazing pyramids in the gifted land of Sudan
Breath-taking desert all over Sahara
Beautiful girls dancing malembe in the colourful Sibasa
Bubbly boys playing in the busy streets of Kinshasa
Men brewing special coffee near corners of Mombasa
Women beading around some parts of Luanda
Elders sharing stories in the hearty homes of Rwanda
Lovely smiles from the stunning faces of Eritrea
Heartfelt love from the people of Liberia
Eternal Spirit of Ubuntu in Tanzania
Eye-catching mosaics around Tunisia
Vibrant Traces of Culture in Namibia
Incredible wisdom in The Gambia
Sweet melodies from Ghana
Sacred Forests in Uganda
Serene Oceans of Madagascar
Super Eagles soaring higher in Abuja
Special works of art from Addis Ababa
So many diamonds around Botswana
Abundant copper from magnificent Zambia
Hidden Treasures in Zimbabwe
This is no ordinary continent
But a place of contentment
Everyone who comes here
Is welcome at a first glance
By the greatness of Africa!