Best Happenstances Poems
Can it truly be
That the existence of you and me
Will be as if it never were
With no him and with no her?
Tell me.
Can it truly be
That the formation of a family
Will be a thing of naught,
An entity that time forgot?
Tell me.
Can it truly be
That our sacrifices to live free
Will count for little worthwhile,
Except for pimps primping in their guile.
Tell me.
Can it truly be
That universes without end
Are the happenstances of luck and chance
An invitation to join a celestial dance.
Tell me.
Can it truly be
That Mother’s scored back and hands
Were hardly signs of ceaseless labor
Only barely more than rendering us a favor.
Tell me.
Can it truly be
That the growing number of empty chairs
Symbolize nothing that need give pause,
Many of their occupants were rife with flaws.
Tell me.
Can it truly be
That when dreamless sleep owns mine and me
The toil and the striving and the loving we knew
Won’t matter as much as a robin’s fall call
Mind not that in earnest we gave life our all.
Tell me.
A full total solar eclipse occurred on July 2, 2019,
In only Chile and Argentina.
I was informed about it and told my scoffing, daughter dear:
"There is something destructive that will result from this, I fear. "
Surely, enough it did, in the Mojave Desert on July 4, 2019
with such great puissance!
People hurriedly fell to their knees in fear,
asking God for His help and Divine Guidance.
The moon and sun, such powerful bodies!
Effect the firmament and all waters.
Who knows all the happenstances that the sun and moon alter?
July 8, 2019
8:30am PST
What thoughts exist behind your sullen eyes?
What hardships has your weathered self endured?
Determination in your sad face dies
within that haunting stare, past years ensured.
Your piercing, cold expression tells the tale
that happiness has left you long ago.
Acceptance in your lot has made you frail
from happenstances, only you can know.
The shadow of your face in darkness hides,
though part remains aglow in the full light;
perhaps where dream for eagerness resides-
safeguarding hope that future days delight.
Wish on, old man- time is your only hope-
remaining light grants you the will to cope.
June 29, 2022
Contest: The Pastel Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
(My poem was based on a pastel created by a
very talented artist named Terrilynn Dubreuil
who happens to be Greg Barden's sister.
Check out her website @TravelingArtista.com)
You are the true Artist of all your days.
Choose brilliant gold, to make sunny bright
Or--black to make things fearful and led
by leaders not at all bright.
Paint with magenta, or people loving of heart,
or...
Use a thick brush in dark grays, where people
all part, and are cold of heart.
How will you paint them, then?
As a victim of circumstances.
Or one fully in charge and creating reality not a
merry happenstances.
Be the star on the tree, glowing.
Inviting, others to follow your way,
Your inspiration forever showing!
12/5/2020
5pm PST
Can you see those waves out there upon the water wafting
The wind clashing across the water whispers the sound of silence
With this moonlit night the stars are glowing across the water waves
Do you think perchance I may hold your hand while we stand on shore
My heart had flutters as she reached for my hand and her eyes sparkling
My mind was racing thinking of folly when she looked into my eyes
I was getting a little dank underneath my arms from the heat of her body
I tried to daub it when she was not looking an embarrassment I must say
Happenstances may have been worse for the rain started to fall
We had decided that it would be best to go into my cabin for the rest
Contest Name: Eight word challenge-Barbenesque
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Date Created: 01/21/2019
1.Wafting
2.Daub
3.Whispers
4.Dank
5.Flutters
6.Perchance
7.Folly
8.Happenstance
FATE
Fate may step in life
as best friend
or puts me in strife,
beyond prediction,
beyond prevention,
somehow compulsion.
Sometimes silent,
sometimes loud,
flashing bright or
showing cloud.
Fate’s footfalls
may be slow or rapid,
accessing success
or making stupid.
Good fate may appear
on sudden gust,
doing miracles.
Ill luck when came,
putting me in shame.
Failed to overcome
hindrances.
Uncontrollable
happenstances.
Fate the Dictator !
04/12/ 21
First Place
'Anacreontic Verse ' Contest by Silent One
Buried alive in a tomb,
Wreaking havoc on my mother’s womb,
Stiffened by emotion and a dwindling spirit,
Screaming my lungs exhausted with no one to hear it,
Self pity and inexhaustible shame,
Dare I utter mine own name?
Alive, Alive is but a word,
Uttered in a tomb, its echoing laugh is absurd,
My perspectives have darken, my outlook bleak,
My tongue grows numb as kind words I speak,
What is this fluttering I hear?
Mine own heart stuttering with fear?
Halt! I cry, why? I ask,
Understanding of these happenstances is beyond my grasp,
For I have defaced true beauty’s form,
As a consequence, behold my forlorn,
In the depths of my aching soul,
Lies the contentment that escapes my sight to behold,
For in my state, I swear it is absent,
Drifting into depression I am hell bent,
How can I be helped when I will not help myself?
Destined for ineptitude as dust on an old wooden shelf,
My words are empty, lost is the song in my voice,
Destiny should never be a matter of choice,
For therein lies the predicament and the wholesome blame,
Destiny has made it choice and now I have no name.
JUMBLED
Pointless thoughts not implemented
appear off and on in strain
disturbing idle brain
in hazard haphazard manner.
Sometimes to lament,
sometimes to repent,
sometimes to ignite anger,
reflexing complexity of perplexed mind.
All those scattered suffused thoughts
sprouting from failure, shock or betrayal
get crumpled, corrupt, not assembled
entangled, coiled turning surreal,
fumbling voice of confused heart.
Puzzled bewildered mind ponders to ruminate
unfulfilled ambitions grumbling in vain.
wishing to let those release!
Trying to be relieved from nonsenses.
Peculiar unthinkable happenstances
coming with dreams
in streams
under chaotic commotion.
All just juxtaposed drifting
on junk clearance through nightmare.
May be Freudian slip
of unintentional subconscious mind
through suffocated smothered feelings.
All fuels are .exhausted struggling throughout life.
In the last phase no need to re arrange !
Even achievements and success in jumble going to junk.
03/04/2023l
Writing Challenge - " J" Forms
Third Place
Contest by Constance La France
Took birth at the door of uncertainty
to enter in life continuing journey,
not even aware of my own identity.
From where I came ? where to go, seems most funny !
Body belongs to me and also soul is mine.
But at any time, can I raise my voice?
Though born as human and I am feeling fine,
To lead my life was I given any choice?
Through evolution mere probability !
Natural happenstances without control ?
Just only chance or fair possibility,
Cycle of life and demise, endless to roll !
I possess my body, yet temporary !
Through door of uncertainty life to greet :
Any moment may flash, date of expiry.
Through door of uncertainty to exit.
CHAPTERS OF MY LIFE
Discrete chapters containing several happenstances
compose book of LIFE: An automatic process.
Life is not a continuous function.
Sometimes monotonous, sometimes glorious,
sometimes success to assure,
sometimes failure to endure.
Sometimes rapture to capture,
Or despair not at all rare.
YET ONCE
TOLERANCE in my childhood was compulsion
in hostile domestic atmosphere.
A helpless innocent girl in turmoil of domiciliary turbulence
had to spend suffocated days
being deprived of Mom’s love.
Dad’s affection and Grandma’s care brought little solace.
SILENCE broke on start of adolescence.
Firmly determined to attain free independent life
as soon as possible
but circumstances were not permissible.
As lone fighter, I became self-trained.
My dad implemented Universal Moral Values in me
to shape my life.
I tried best to lead a disciplined life
on path of Truth and Honesty.
Always attended associates
with compassionate generous heart
When cheated, my hatred discarded
the offender.
Never compromised with Lies and Malice.
Completed duties, enjoyed Life.
Most ambitions are fulfilled.
Greatest happiness to raise up children
up to my satisfaction.
BUT NOW
All achievements are turned into junk.
Life seems meaningless.
Whatever potentiality still I hold
lying indolent supine
not to define
me anymore.
Future too short: Running useless through last phase.
11/17/ 20
Second Place
'Its a part of Life....... Contest by Silent One
"All Yours (Mar 26 ) Contest by Brian Strand
Repristination
Since I have begun my life coming on Earth,
series of happenstances through grief and mirth
as navigated, explored, challenged till birth.
Ultimate demise of body till survived !
Onward car of After- Life , you are to drive
on unknown zone hidden and closed for alive.
Energy conserved in soul to metamorphose
through repristination, transformation flows,
inevitable transition , fast or slow.
Foetus in womb, just ignorant of life to swing,
Caterpillar doesn't know butterfly with wings,
‘After- life,’ beyond perception of being.
Energy continues in some form or class :
Is any soul unique or merges in mass ?
Whatever transcendence, you cannot surpass.
Endless going on Cosmic evolution.
Entwined Initiation and Extinction .
Eternal cycle of Repristination .
03/ 13 /23
Pick - A- Title Vol. 35
Title chosen Repristination
Third Place
Contest by Edward Ibeh
Humpty-Dumpty wanted ride on road side view.
All the king’s horses were standing in a queue.
Humpty-Dumpty chose one,
In the last race that won.
All the king’s cats and kittens started calling mew-mew.
Jubilant Jack Frost wearing thin torn jacket
stepped on snow descending from a rocket.
chewed snow balls from a jug.
Sister Jill gave him hug.
Jack pushed Jill to snatch her snow ball locket.
On way Red Riding Hood met a wolf in white dress
wearing shiny soft woolly shoes with white lace.
Wonderful wolf named Wow-Wow
nodded its head and made bow.
Nice compassionate wolf tried to impress.
Alice was was wandering in wonderland
Weird happenstances ! Do you understand ?
She entered rabbit - hole
to slide and roll and roll.
She met rabbit to dance delight hand in hand.
Black Sheep peeps pushing bush beside pool,
when little boy is on his way to school.
Sheep eats green grass
always in huge mass.
It makes no wool but makes the boy fool.
I relish, I cherish
All my happy happenings
turn delicate saplings
to be planted in my memory garden.
I nurture and nourish,
keep them fresh to flourish
spreading branches of joy,
rejoicing me off and on or all on a sudden!
I cherish happy happenstances,
those stirring emotive instances
of blissful bygone days!
So many lovely memories
flash, sparkle in bright rays,
chasing present wearies-worries.
My dreamy desires look behind
rapturous reminiscences to rewind.
Posy of sweet stories in series
blooming as flowers of memories.
I relish
to ruminate long-lost past
I cherish
tit-bit fragments of events
with Grandparents, Parents,
my siblings, my friends, and my love,
dearest children over above!
I cherish all memorable moments.
04/06/21
First Place
'All Yours (Apr 30 ) Contest by Brian Strand
FROLIC FLUSH
On dusky evening you appeared unexpected . I offered you posy of lily shining in crimson glaze of my mind , instantly plucked from garden. That was the first and last chance to express my love.
Our lingering urge melted in ebullient mutual crave. Romantic glow of your
emerald eyes shimmered , glimmered in placid blinks. Glory of your
amorous glance reflected to get reciprocated, resounded through my looks.
Me flooded in frolic flush of my feelings. I soared high above seven heavens. I felt tender touch of your fingers while you took blossoms from my hesitant hand. Ardent ardour of that pearly passion transmitted tremor in lust.
I yearned for capturing that auspicious moment crossing boundary of space time. I prayed to float ever and ever making pause on time flow.
I wished to continue time - bound happenstances on extension ignoring
restriction of reality which is also relative.
OVERWHELMING
Overwhelming waterfall in dazzling dynamism.
Overwhelming river on ceaseless flow flowing forever.
Overwhelming ocean on aqua opulence.
Overwhelming rain showers with cloud burst and thunders.
Overwhelming flora and fauna in astonishing diversity.
Overwhelming Nature on amazing happenstances.
Overwhelming journey of life in inexplicable experiences.
03\25\23
Writing Challenge:" O" - words
Third Place
Contest by Constance La France.