Best Massey Poems
Midsummer Breeze
How may I extol a midsummer breeze?
As soft as rose petals in cooling wind
That flutters leaves upon the verdant trees,
And endeavors to make the blossoms blend
From blooming boughs whose wistful petals drift
In a mélange of hues that blankets grounds
In vivid masterpiece of summer's gift,
Sharing red rose’s splendor that abounds.
Ten summers have passed since we said good-bye.
The son you never knew still causes tears
As evening shadows fill this twilight sky,
Through him I've loved you more all of these years.
Soon all is hushed in shadow's silhouette
When moonrise turns blue skies to violet
7-29-18
Not Just Any Old Rose Poetry Contest. ~Poem of the Day Jul 31, 2018~
Sponsor: Mark Massey ~7th placement premier contest~
Dear Mother, should my footsteps never tread
The pathway which would lead to your embrace,
Know this, though many words were left unsaid,
Your love has pierced the darkness of this place.
I cannot lie and least of all to you,
My mind is frail, and body's wracked with pain.
I tremble as destruction sounds anew
And blinding terror strikes this bleak terrain.
Incessant haunting screams assault the mind,
And sights I've witnessed which I'll ne'er forget.
Scarred men lie bleeding, rendered lame and blind
Their troubled souls with thoughts of death beset.
And how my weary spirit yearns to roam
Through country meadows leading me back home.
07/01/19
'War sonnet poetry contest' : Sponsored by: Mark Massey
The Eternal Rose
The rosebud blooms...begins its earthly ride
through life; with sun and rain it must contend.
And day by day, its petals open wide;
all stages lead to fullness in the end.
When cold winds make it wither in the Fall,
as life and death, their endless duet sing,
the petals drop. It then awaits the call
of life awakened with the coming Spring.
The tireless earth holds promise for new fruit,
though signs of death are surely there to see.
The rose leans on the spirit of its root
to make it bloom when Winter sets it free.
The seasons of all things hold much in store...
for life brings death which brings new life once more.
Sandra M. Haight
~8th Place~
Premiere Contest Late August 2018
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 08/25/2018
~8th Place~
Premiere Contest: Not Just Any Old Rose
Sponsor: Mark Massey
Judged: 08/05/2018
This repost has the audio, courtesy
of the talented Mark Massey, to
whom I owe a big debt of gratitude.
Yeah, that's me singing.
She dazzled me right from the start ... Refrain:
had bright brown eyes that sparkled
I opened the window to my heart
when I saw her for the first time
Her smile was warm as sunshine,
she had a glowing nature, so divine
I saw bursting sunbeams in my mind
when I first seen her walking in the moonlight
Whoa oh oh, ooh ooh oh oh Sunshine chant:
I saw the girl with the golden smile, Chorus:
girl with the golden smile
Girl with the golden smile ...
I fell in love with you
Chant Chorus
Repeat Sunshine chant
Repeat Chorus
Repeat Refrain
Repeat Sunshine chant
Repeat Chorus
Repeat Sunshine chant
Repeat Chorus
Chant Chorus
Repeat Sunshine chant
I saw the girl with the golden smile, Chorus:
girl ... I fell in love with
the girl with the golden smile,
girl ... I fell in love with
the girl with the golden smile ...
I fell so in love with you
Repeat Sunshine chant
Chant Chorus
Repeat Chorus
This song expresses how I felt when I first saw my wife, Delores
WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN
Jim’s fallen head over heels for a girl,
He’s forgotten his mates; they’re in limbo
One whiff of her scent, his head’s in a whirl
But why did he choose Sue THAT blonde bimbo?
Like a shadow they are never apart
Stuck together tightly with superglue
This bleached blonde airhead has stolen his heart
Jim bade all his old friends a fond adieu
Every single day they are together
Still they only have eyes for each other
Arms wrapped around her, true love forever
Jim wears jumpers knitted by his lover!
On bended knee Jim gives Sue a huge ring
He splashed all his cash to buy her some bling
WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN
Sue won’t hear a bad word about her Jim,
with rose coloured glasses, Sue is blinkered
He lets out huge farts, but Sue will just grin
She just giggles and calls him a stinkard!
Jim snores like a steam train, he never halts
Sue turns over and pulls up the covers
She totally ignores all of Jim’s faults
They’re besotted since they became lovers
Jim’s mates pity him; he’s under the thumb
With a ring on her finger Sue’s smiling
They are contented and Jim’s never glum
Sue adores him; she thinks he’s beguiling
Forever in love through good times and bad
Sue chose Jim because he looks like her dad!
Two English Sonnets Contest
Sponsored by Mark Massey
Two Sonnets written with my sincere apologies to the Bard!
Checked with how many syllables 10 per line
12~14~16
I went to the local bar in town ... 'feelin really down
down on my luck now ... hard to make a buck now
So Mr. Bartender please pour me a shot
I wanna drown my troubles today
Mr. Bartender give me what you got
I wanna drink my sorrows away
I "ll feel much better tomorrow
Yeah I'll feel much better tomorrow
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
I'm really not the drankin kind... just one to ease my mind
down in a hole now ... feelin' kind'a low now
So Mr. Bartender please pour me a shot
I wanna drown my troubles today
Mr. Bartender give me what you got
I wanna drink my sorrows away
I "ll feel much better tomorrow
Yeah I'll feel much better tomorrow
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
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I just wanna get away... for reason I just can't say
trying t' figure out now... how to get out now
So Mr. Bartender please pour me a shot
I wanna drown my troubles today
Mr. Bartender give me what you got
I wanna drink my sorrows away
I "ll feel much better tomorrow
Yeah I'll feel much better tomorrow
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
Lyrics by Alexis Y and Mark Massey and Music by Mark Massey
To hear these lyrics put music go to Mark Massey's page.
1-19-17
Alexis Y.
Lord Kitchener sent out the call to arms
In England boys and men heeded the call
Women took over the factories and farms
Before the armistice thousands would fall.
Big guns like thunder all day and all night
Daily we witnessed severe waste of life
Fatigue and hunger, we still had to fight
I thought of home often and my dear wife.
The big battle came and the whistle blew
We charged the enemy, they opened fire
Death was coming and many of us knew
I saw many comrades face down in mire.
Fatally wounded on the ground I fell
But happy I was on leaving this hell.
Written on 19th July 2018.
For your finest sonnet contest sponsored by Mark Massey.
Judged 8.8.2018
I'm standing here upright.
For those I do present.
My eyes are open wide.
My time and world are bent.
My eyes are not outside.
Everything's unreal
The time don't move inside
Where who I am is sent
Nothing looks quite right
For every second spent
sparks internal fright
everything's unreal
everything's unreal
I try but cannot deal
this room's a room no more
everything's unreal
come closer help me deal
help me help me heal.
I'm frightened to the core.
Everything's surreal.
I try but cannot deal
everything's unreal
I try but cannot deal
this room's a room no more
come closer help me deal
help me help me heal.
I'm frightened to the core
everything's unreal.
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Music: Mark Massey
Poem: Darren White | Year Posted 2016
Passion for Plumaria
Oh you glorious Plumaria tree
With rich blossoms of pink or gold and white.
Your sweet ambrosial nectar pleases me,
Your lei placed 'round my neck is a delight.
Tropical fragrance wafting in the breeze
Favored flower by each Hawaiian guest,
Grows in abundance on our floral trees
So, with lei makers they become a quest.
Their softest velvet petals grace the face.
Wedded, denotes blooms worn behind left ears,
A local code for those who share this place
In tradition that goes back many years.
A blossom so revered, yet rife
Which is known to express eternal life.
7-23-18
Your Finest 2018 Sonnet Poetry Contest
sponsored by Mark Massey
She hugged her shoulders in the morning mist,
the sun struggled to pierce the charcoal shroud,
beside her someone turned, his lover kissed,
she left as he dissolved into the crowd.
The platform full, she stared along the rails,
he said he'd be along on the next train,
last chance for them, or else the marriage fails,
ten years to make it work, but all in vain.
He left for someone else, she could not cope,
another man like him she would not find,
her thoughts now focussed on this one last hope
when someone rushing pushed her from behind.
He heard the guard say 'please remain inside'
and thought 'I hope she's not seen someone's died'...
For contest 'Your finest Sonnet', sponsor Mark Massey
22nd July 2018
WHEN LOVE TURNS TO HATE
They were once in love, but love’s turned to hate,
and Steve no longer resides at their house.
His wife had an affair with his best mate,
who then lived with Steve’s son and his ex-spouse.
Their divorce was bitter, her lawyers won;
she got the house, the car and their small child.
Steve’s granted access to see their young son
and hugs him tightly when they’re reconciled.
Steve feels depressed when he has to defer
for she reneges on his visiting rights.
When he next has his son, he will show her
by putting an end to their horrid fights
Steve jumped from the cliff tops at Beachy Head,
his son clasped in his arms, both were found dead.
*reneges counted as 2 syllables not 3 as per how many syllables
Your finest sonnet Contest
Sponsored by Mark Massey
7/24/18
You grieved his soul when you stormed out that day;
Such vitriol re-echoed in your wake.
To spurn a father’s love and walk away
Was more than his poor aching heart could take.
You squandered his benevolence in vain
For passing pleasures brought no lasting joy,
Regarded his wise counsel with disdain
A libertine existence to employ.
And yet he always spoke of you with love
Forgiving your imperious self-pride,
You were the vulture, he a turtle-dove
Hoping with fervent prayer you’d turn the tide.
Your name was murmoured in his parting sigh;
How tragic that you never said good-bye.
30/08/18
'Sour grapes contest' sponsored by Mark Massey
September Premiere 2018,Any Form,Any Theme,Upto A Max Of 20 Lines Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
When A Man Loves A Woman
When I call you my dear- you come to me,
Each time without delay I feel your love;
I want to hold this love forever see,
Today, tomorrow- sweetheart stars above.
Then, I am lost in labyrinths dark, deep,
And searching darling always angel mine;
I hear you cry, from faraway you weep,
Come love- let me hold you, let us entwine.
Then, I feel you so close- my wish to kiss,
Oh kiss, your red lips sweet and lovely;
Hold you to my heart bleeding, needing bliss,
Meet me under the tree my dear, trust me.
But darling please, do not bring me roses,
To lay upon my tomb- no red posies.
When A Woman Loves A Man
When I hear you- your love calling to me,
I must journey to you without delay;
To feel your sweet embrace, your face to see,
This love that death could not destroy, betray.
Then, I find you- you wait for me always,
So I close my sad eyes and we embrace;
I see your face in mist, in clouds for days,
Asking God why- but it is silent space.
Then, we are kissing deep in my sweet dream,
Love you, love you till my last breath, last day;
Sometimes, I am so sad, so lost, I scream,
I scream for you, for what we had, I pray.
And still I come to you without red roses,
but lay on your tomb those bright red posies.
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December 5, 2016
Poetry/Sonnet/Two English Sonnets
Copyright Protected, ID 16-855-526-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Two English Sonnets
sponsor, Mark Massey
First Place
SOOTHING STRANGERS
Two sweet old ladies serve to strangers - strays.
Carafe of wine and conversation soothes.
No need for pillows soft. They do not stay.
The old maids learned their craft in Summer’s youth.
A visit from a newly married man —
Their nephew’s scared for them, alone and frail.
His daft and anxious mood akin to clan.
His aunts, they mutter, that he’s very pale.
Their brother charges down the stairs. He thinks
He is the presidential “teddy bear.”
He’s digging locks to bury all who drink.
Of all the callers seen not one they spare.
A kindly threat from wry and wrinkled face.
Delicious choice — this arsenic and lace.
7/22/2018
Your Finest Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Massey
*Arsenic and Old Lace was a dark comedy starring Cary Grant.
The party last night was amazing.
Every one must have got the
memo because I saw a lot of my
soup friends. Jack, Jan, Tom and
Bob had a awesome limerick party.
Wing Warrior told jokes on a stage
Bobby and Mike Messina went next.
( I'm still laughing by the way).Chris
passed out all kinds of smiles of
different sizes. Next he wrote a
dreamy poem on the spot. Gershon
was the DJ. He had mad skills too!
Mark Massey and John Gondolf
we're in Sonnet square. Their
Sonnets were simply amazing.
Andrea, Connie , Pixie and CayCay
prepared the food. It was so festive
and delicious. The desert they made
just melted in your mouth. Freddie
sang Christmas songs. He sounded
so good. Many were shocked. John
Hamilton also sang some songs
that he wrote. The closing act as
singing goes was Greg B., Sandra
Heidi, and Dear Heart chose to do
spoken word of their amazing
poetry. Caren had her very own
Haibun corner. Across from them
Anne-Lise had a Senryu corner as
well. Eve held down the Artist circle.
Her portraits looked so life like.
Victor And Jennifer recited of their
poems. They are amazing story tellers.
Richard and Demetrios read some
excerpts from their books. Vijay
and Silent held a Pantoum party.
I saw new soupers that haven't met
dressed as elves, Santas, and snow-
men I introduced myself to several of
them.I didn't want the night to end, but
everything has to end. I can't wait until
next year. I don't know how they can
top last night. It was the best party ever.
*This will be my last Christmas poem,
I think. Happy Holidays to you all.
Have a wonderful 2020!
My apologies everyone not mentioned
in this poem. I'll try to keep in mind
next time
Have a wonderful 2020!