Best Hite Poems
Fragile Fabulous Finessed Fragrance
Luxurious Lavish Lasting Loveliness
Overwhelming Optimistic Overture
White Wintry Whimsical Whisper
Elusive Enamored Enchantment
Relentless Romantic Rhythmic Reverie
Stunning Sentimental Sensuous Seduction
Absolute Adorable Addiction
November Nightfall Nurtured Nuances
Delectable Divine Daydreams
Captivating Cherished Celebration
Heavenly Harmonious Happiness
Amorous Ambient Authenticity
Magnificent Mystifying Magnetism
Paradisiac Poetic Playfulness
Alluring Adventure Aficionado
Guileless Gregarious Godliness
Notable Nuptial Newsworthiness
Exquisite Ecstatic Exuberance
AP: 3rd place 2022
S uch dainty little bowing heads
N ow dare to open up and blossom.
O ver now is winters hold
W hite flowers dance for joy.
D ear little flower so brave and daring,
R ising early in the year
O bedient you are to natures call,
P rompting thoughts of spring.
April 12th 2011 'Flowers of Spring Contest' 2nd place
June 10th 2011 'Best blossom' Contest H/M
“Your jewelry introduces you before you speak.” – Madison Gem
Jade, pearls, and gemstones and pure gold wedding bands
Enhancements that we wear on our ears, arms, chest and hands!
White gold, sterling silver, and some copper too;
Emeralds, diamonds, rubies, sapphires and topaz sparkling blue;
Love knots, pendants, bracelets, beads, necklaces, plain chains!
Rings for ears or fingers and toe rings for the feet;
Yes, lovely adornments make our outfits more complete.
March 6, 2023
For Writing Challenge - ''J'' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
At dawn on April 8, 1942, 16 B-25's flew from the USS Hornet's deck.
Eighty brave men led by Lt Colonel Doolittle began their historic trek.
A boost in national morale was sorely needed for the war-weary nation,
And these young men, volunteers all, knew Tokyo was their destination!
Damage was slight, but for other valiant deeds, they surely paved the way.
Heroes were made that day, some died, but most lived to fly another day.
They were lauded by the nation and each awarded a well-deserved decoration!
He felt he'd failed, but Doolittle was given the Medal of Honor in appreciation!
After the war, the survivors met periodically and established a great tradition.
Eighty silver goblets were made, one for each man for his proper recognition.
At their reunions, toasts were made to those who had made that final flight.
Their goblets were then turned upside down to commemorate each noble knight!
Alas, as of November 2013, only four survivors remain from that courageous crew:
Lt Colonel Richard E. Cole
Lt Colonel Robert L. Hite
Lt Colonel Edward J. Saylor
SSGT David J. Thatcher
Old men now, they felt they should make that final toast since they are now so few.
They'll raise their goblets on November 9, 2013, a tradition with a pensive ending.
Who, I sadly muse, among those four gallant heroes, will be the last man standing?
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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I was honored during my Air Force career to have at one time as my commander, Colonel
Herbert Macia, a Doolittle Raider and navigator on plane No. 40-2297.
C-ake complete with candles
A-ims to thrill your heart;
T-he twenty-third of October
H-as made a brand new start.
C-ake complete with candles
A-llows you not to waste;
S-weet moment makes you smile,
A-s you use the sense of taste.
W-hite icing causes much mirth,
A-nd everyone gladly giggles;
Y-our birthday has come, carrying cake complete with candles.
S-unshine in the morning
H-as awakened you from slumber;
E-arly beautiful new day
R-ises to meet the fine weather.
W-hite clouds gladly move
I-n the wide blue sky;
N-ovember twenty-eighth day greets the rays up high.
E-vening shadows and chill
S-tay away from the dawn;
C-old rain and darkness
O-f the lonely night are gone.
B-ad clime and howler
A-re both nowhere in sight;
L-et the crimson cause comfort as the beacon brings the light.
Masses of creamy clouds give me pause, in sweetest summer,
as they drift away like honey dreams, in lazy days of slumber.
Radiant, world class travelers, changing colors like sun jewels,
sharing secrets, like winking stars, in mystic, creeping rituals.
Here today, gone tomorrow, like pink dragonfly, gilded by sun.
Maybe faces will soon be imagined, in forms, so like gold, spun.
Always they seem very near, from green mountaintop so lofty,
letting one have a glimpse of heaven, while enjoying a coffee.
Lavender and lace is oft seen at even, floating off to nowhere,
or perhaps to rest in mysterious, gemmed bedrooms in the air.
White, cotton candy afternoon cloud, very puffy, is such a softy!
Caramel clouds of chocolate sunrise, awaiting a turquoise hour,
looming over burnt earth forever, dancing with colored flowers!
Oppressive at times, when angry, yet making up with rainbows,
utterly beautiful, silvery and rosy, like crescent moon, up close.
Directionless, like rambling, mauve rose, blind to joy she elicits.
So often racy, an adventurous spirit, she douses gold narcissus.
A-fter the chill is over,
N-ight is now passing by;
D-ay one of March month,
R-ain dwindles in the sky.
E-vening darkness fades, as the shadows disappear,
W-hite clouds up above are so bright and clear.
V-iew of the rising sun
E-arly in the morning is nice;
D-elightful as it truly is,
A-s the warm light never
D-ies.
Q-uest for the lasting peace,
U-ntil you satisfy your soul;
I-n the Lord Savior's fold
L-et's remain firm
A-nd faithful.
Whitey Was
By: Tom
1/15/2021
O-utstanding
U-nfettered
R-escued
C-aptivating
A-ffectionate
T-eachable
L-ively
I-dolized
T-rustworthy
T-ops
L-issome
E-nergetic
W-hite
H-andsome
I-ntelligent
T-rue blue
E-xceptional
Y-oung at heart
B-eloved
O-ver
Y-ern
E-very little thing matters,
D-on't ignore a single sign;
W-hite clouds cover the sky,
I-n the morn of May
N-ine.
B-ig or tiny thing matters,
A-s you ought to understand;
L-ittle thing can turn a rock
I-nto a grain of sand.
S-mall or large quantity of words can create a verse;
A-n acrostic is included, every little thing matters.
Morning Dew An Acrostic-
Marginal misses shoot moist.
Operatic airs announced mist.
Red sprinkles scatter clear blue.
Native airs convey moist.
Involuntary omissions omit mist less.
Near misses relish true mist.
Greater increases enhance light wetness.
Damp bangs pull damp.
Enormous clouds darken chance.
White sprinkles moisten true.
3/4/2020
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
W-hite cloud thirteenth February
H-as left the night alone;
E-vening shadows disappear,
N-ew dawn comes to the
Z-one.
R-ugged wind disappears,
O-ne ocean is nice to see;
C-old chill has vanished,
E-vading the silent
S-ea.
R-ise of the smiling sun
O-pens the day with delight;
W-hite clouds have appeared,
E-ver pink skyline is in sight.
N-ever mind yesterday, for it's brought to oblivion;
A-llow your heart to cherish the brand new horizon.
J-ust leave the Sunday night,
I-n twelfth of December;
M-onday morning you wake up,
E-arly from deep slumber.
N-ow as you gaze at the view;
E-yes of you are amazed;
Z-enith above is shining, look at the beautiful face.
V-iewing the bright sky
I-s getting out of the blue;
C-old chill has disappeared,
K-ind clime comforts
Y-ou.
W-hite clouds up above
A-re nice twenty-third of July;
L-ook at the wide lane,
E-yeing the bright
S-ky.
As The Plane Soars High
E-arly Friday comes out,
D-ecember thirtieth day;
W-hite clouds up above
A-re replacing the gray.
R-ise of the sun begins, after the Thursday twilight;
D-awn has just broken, leaving the dark of night.
D-ust in the open air
I-s nowhere to be found;
M-ist, haze, and fog
A-re buried in the ground.
I-t's a wonderful birthday, beneath the blue sky;
N-ew morn meets the breeze, as the plane soars high.