Best Gala Poems
late Spring
refining
the sun,
zealous to
shine forth.
the flowers
prepping
for garden
party —
red hippy
roses,
marigolds,
soaring
hollyhocks,
Summer sprouts.
5/17/2019
Charliku New Form Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Charles Messina
After the fireworks,
Doctor Doom and Captain America had a little chat.
It was at a desolate place,
And they chatted here and there for this and that.
Doom noted that they are both the faces
of their respective nations.
While cap reminisced
about his long icy vacation.
Then there was talk about the Moon landing
and the significance of Mars
But more so about a better tomorrow
as they gazed upon the stars
~La Gala Grandeur~
Revived from mine mortality,I adopt my rebirth
Through neonate eyes,the world now glows ethereal
As my resplendence arouses,death is relinquished dormant
Though newly formed,I step unteeteringly unafraid
Motlique auras,encompass my fellow scions
The firmament above,an wombous spectrum pletharic
Engrossed of adolescence,I become exhilarantly aware
My lineant precursors,swarm samely for my embracing
Free from fragility,I am no longer appraisal's prey
No less nor more than another,we abide incorruptable
Orchestras of saints and psalmists,exact an spectacled sonata
Devout and divinely,we dance dutifully for mercy's grace
This revel illimitable,is always available
Admittance thou art assured,whether or not of invitation
With none boundary of era,we know ye will attend
It is but a matter my friend,of just when...
...is then
~Azaza~ June 19th,2010
Fairies Gala
Fairies waltz on branches of oak
In cool, misty haze of morning dawn
translucent wings laced with fine golden strands
fluttering 'midst dense new leaves
glistening in sun light
dew-drenched knarled trees
guard lush green enchanting place...
Kissed by morning sun
intruders
turn on
sprinklers
~*~
By A. Brigham
For Constance La France's "Nature 4 in 1 Contest"
Crystalline
Kimo
Haiku,
Senryu
Canada's Olympic team,
pro weightlifters
and skiers,
sat down to a celebration gala,
grand festivities at the
ACC,
a feast of Cheerios and
a glass of water,
passed
with
handshakes,
candles and cupcakes,
everyone wishing
to be back to that moment,
when they beat the odds.
There's a lighthouse on Braddock Isle
I wish I could visit it once and a while
It borders the Celtic Sea and Atlantic Ocean
It must look so nice with the waves in motion
Beautiful Krakoan flowers thrive to the land
They must be beautiful to view again and again
At low tide the lighthouse is reachable by foot
If I had my camera I'd give it a permanent look
;)~
temptation falls
silent along walls
and inside a soul
vibration grows
a galactic tone…
catilac apples
blushing skin
”...leap!...”
mm worm sign!
“Lito…my duck”
I won’t sleep again
dreaming about
steaming eyes
I’m still not wise
about you…
”...take a bite…”
he said.
”... an apple a day
keeps me…”
GLACIAL GALA NPM
Bride Earth's pearly sleets
Sheeny snowflake embellished
Moonlit Snowdrops gaze!
Date:30/12/2020
It's a place where love is abound
and mutant cuddling can be found
Oversized flowers function as pods
to 'make more mutants' is given the nod
Nightcrawler took offense more than maybe
even as he was shown a stock full of babies
Oh the pairings flowed like a shower
at this sweet place known as the Bower
Diamonds can be of stunning glittering white,
I own one and it's a blue sapphire I admire;
it doesn't cost more than a Ferrari or a Rolex watch,
I bought it after drinking half bottle of scotch!
I wore it once at a black tie gala and I got noticed many times;
are diamonds, villas, cars, and watches the primary wishes
of wealthy men, but not of ordinary ones? Do they mean
a lot to them: when they lay lustful eyes are on gorgeous women?
I envy that guy filtering with an elegant high society lady,
she gives him all the attention of an Emir totally ignoring me;
hey, I'm wearing a blue sapphire I bought yesterday at Tiffany...
to get the attention of Lena winking at Paul, but avoiding me!
Do I deserve this expensive stone? Is it fit for my posh status?
I don't own yachts, or villas on the Amalfi Coast, I am not a guru!
I keep talking and showing it off, nobody cares even green-eyed Sue!
And angrier than an ignored clown, I turn greener than a cactus!
My passion is the X-Men: Hellfire Gala, The Red Carpet Collection.
This is a collection of cross-over comics celebrating the Hellfire Gala.
The Hellfire Gala is a yearly party where mutants and humans gather in celebration.
There are fourteen stories collected each relative to the Gala.
There's settling of Mars, Fireworks, a murder mystery (Scarlet Witch) and even party crashing (Deadpool).
Captain America even has a chat with Doctor Doom!
Namor tried to be influenced to join the Quiet Council and many other exciting dialogs occurred.
What a great book to own and cherish with so much excitement!
Monday, May 23, 2022
Your Passion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
NATURE, GALA TIME
Lo! a gush of wind with fleecy ,fluffy clouds
Peeped in with soft pitter patter
Nature , busy frolicking and rollicking
Dated:16 July, 2021
Contest: Bite Size Poem No 13
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Autumn's gala is out there on display
Rocking and rolling the senses away
In the magical splendour of the fall
That captivates the hearts of one and all.
Elegant is the autumn time of year
When leaves adjust the colours of their gear
From leaves of green to gold, yellow and red
Before they fall onto their sleepy bed.
Join in the dancing o'er whispering breeze
That sway regal branches of stately trees
Lifting leaves to float down to their demise
In the gala of autumn's paradise.
Autumn reminds us that life doesn’t last
So we should enjoy each moment that’s cast
Life is a precious God given treasure
That leads to His Holy house for ever.
"Oftentimes, sometimes I think of you. I drive by the street where you used to live. I don't know now if you're alive or not. Blessings to you I give. I don't know if you're married or a widow. All I know is just this ^I Loved You Gala^, but I never did tell you Oh! I loved your meekness, your sweetness...
Happen upon we were in the same school in junior high. My heart asked me why you didn't say anything bout how I feel. Gala you had such loving eyes and you wore glasses your hair was auburn skin as bronze you were, so friendly often times so endearing.
And yes I should have said something but alas I was afraid to. To say something. Your name is Gala my first crush. Gala Steward wish you knew that I like you. Was in Junior High in 1968. You kind of look like my mother with those pretty eyes girl, you're so great. Your name is Gala I should have persuaded my mind cuz. My heartwas already there. I walked you home from school one day. It was such a lovely way.
The name is Gala, Gala Stewart I hope all is well in your life and that you've very affluent for I was to shy to say. That I love you to embarrass to say. Anything, I was foolish a dope, didn't listen to my heart. Well who knows maybe if I now pray. Best wishes to see you again one day. Whether you're married or not hope God blessing at first thought.
Gala you were my first love but I never told ya!"
~This is a verse bout my first crush in middle school Horace Mann Junior High School...~
[ dedicated to Gala Stewart Wherever You Are]
4/20/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Sampling efforts of various chefs
spent the morning making cakes
High spirited independant miss
Hair coiffed in red rouge circles
On blue-and-siver striped sofa
She wrote poems about Spring
In cloth covered book with a lock
Greyhound poised at her feet
He took her to a dark restaurant
She opened the box... A gold
heart nestled in black satin.