Best Refreshed Poems
I really wanted, a refreshing day
Thinking to myself, what was the best way
First some cold water, I splashed on my face
Evidence of sleep, vanished without a trace
I felt my pores shrink, my eyes came awake
Brrr I was so cold, I started to shake
Perhaps a warm shower, was the answer for me
I ran the hot water but needed to pee
Off to the toilet as the water ran hot
Not so refreshing, it burned quite alot
Jumping from the shower, I slipped and hit my head
Things had started out well, but I ended up dead
Before I knew it, I stood at Heaven's gate
Better to show up early than to get there too late
I was handed a mint, it seems I had bad breath
One of the side effects, of succumbing to death
Minty and refreshing, it gave me a glow
As the gates opened I went with the flow
I was quite curious, wondered what I'd see
There the tree of life, right in front of me
I walked towards it, reached up for some fruit
Soft music was playing, I think a Pan Flute
As I began to bite, a voice told me to stop
Being quite startled, I let the fruit drop
Saint Peter asked me, "How did you end up here?"
my knees started knocking, I was overcome with fear
Was I bound for Hell, I truly hoped not
I prefer refreshing and Hell is quite hot
Saint Peter was laughing, there had been a mistake
I wasn't bound for Hell, or a fiery lake
It seems I'd been taken, way before my years
I felt so refresed as I shed thankful tears
My body was gone, I needed one new
He promised me one, with no teeth to chew
So down through the clouds, placed into a womb
So warm and cozy, not cold like a tomb
All of my memories, firmly in tact
Until my birthday, when I felt a smack
All thoughts and memory, vanish without a trace
Refreshing new love, found in my mother's face
I rode across the arid desert dunes
Until I came to her oasis
Where greedily I drank
From the deep emerald pools of her eyes.
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Author: Paul Callus ~ 13th June 2015
Contest: Through Your Eyes
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Visual 3 ~ 25 words
Placed 4th
Beyond Despair
despair
heavy, discordant
stomping, injuring, impeding
stamina, outlook, impulse, dreams
refreshing, aiding, inspiriting
priceless, heartfelt
hope
Look out o'er the water
thoughts ebb and flow
Stroll down the boardwalk
miles and miles to go
Reflect and refresh to
water's eddies and time
Seeking new rivulets
of rhythm and rhyme
A
Brilliant
burst of light
dawns a new day
The present moment
hides the treasure of life
Yesterday is now past tense
The future is beyond our reach
Sunrise breathes refreshed expectations
as we rise to meet the hope that it holds
God's mercies are new each day we awake
Believe in the promise the new day offers you
Fresh memory of first love never fades away
Old memory is like flowers smelt yesterday.
After very long time, I took out my suite
Cornered in the wardrobe on a hanger.
I found a long familiar hair in the collar
That curly hair of a beauty who drew me to her.
An exalting smell
Of the *Bocheron perfume
I do remember.
*Brand name of the perfume
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April 15, 2014
Form: Couplets, Quatrain and haiku
Dr. Ram Mehta
Third Place win
Contest: The Three Suite stanza by Sheri Fresonke Harper
The dawn comes each day
Barefoot outside my window
With fresh refreshed light
Centuries wade
Waves cascade
Rippling remorse
Runs it course
Weathering force
Distant source
Beneath the surface
Undercurrent
Cleansing extinct
Purities obsolete
Blood allege
Evolved allergy
Seventy percent
Of existence
Lies in waste
Rust filled taste
Chemical imbalance
Toxic rain
Can’t complain
Better to remain
Corrosive cold
Wetted earth
Dying of thirst
Poison dew stain
Evidence on the pane
We’ve not long to stay
Spirit travels in brown stained
Cool water, spirit birthing
Energy to all living
Little fish, medium fish, large fish swim
Deer come to fill from brown stained
Running water, racoon drinks
Dragonfly hovers like a
Helicopter_drinks fill, spirit refreshed
Thanks ^Rick Parise
For the challenge
Contest: 7/7/7/10-(x2)
Theme:"The Spirit"
Waking up in the morning
Jumping in the shower
To refresh myself
To wash off all the Anger,
Lies,
Guilt,
Pain.
That I have tortured myself with
Hopping out and drying myself off
Clothing myself in Hope,
Faith,
Trust,
Joy.
Getting ready to face a new day
Free of Stress
Free of Remorse
My conscience is clear,
I am now refreshed!
leaves are still falling
out of my bed i am crawling
if a smile was a dictionary,
it would have a scent of mahogany and amber
peacefully i admire the blessing of a view
that i thought i would never see because of the blue hue
as i go out on the screened in patio
a deer watches me closely as it dines on the grass
the medium, windy breeze accentuates the feeling of the vibe
the overall totality of it breathes the Oxygen of God's Smile
i think about the beats of my heart,
which overlaps any recurring thoughts of my personal struggles
i then get lost again in the falling leaves of brown
how in the world can i feel down
uplifted, my bladder reminds me that it is not awake as well
my stomach then growls with a light, but knowing expressiveness at what is about to come
though past losses changed the feeling of this day in me
the warmth of the memories of the Lost and Fallen will AllWays Stay In Me
though nontraditional i currently am
not an awful attitude will be had, nor will a door unnecessarily slam
as the Blessing of The Sprits Breathe Life and Beauty on This Day of Thanks
eliminated from the essence of Me are nos, won'ts, nots, and aint's
my mindstate in the Right Frame to Claim
Positivity and Its Strides is the Main Aim of My Game
the sun is shining
i am smiling it up instead of whining
I Give Thanks and Praise no matter what i do or where I am dining
Another tide comes over me
and washes me under as simply as a feather in the wind
It grasps me with the strongest grip
and I'm greatful for this sand in my eyes
and the flow of silky softness against my skin
The sun has scorched my flesh
and I'm rinsing away these ashes
but I know it's not as painful as the scars are going to be
when I can see again
Thankfully, I'll be home by then
and I'll be washed of this entire mess
carrying with myself the lesson learned from this
alba golden hue
glisten in the morning dew
nature hence refreshed
August 18, 2020
Haiku – Nature Themed 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchen
The Presence Of The Lord Has Refreshed Me…
The presence of the Lord
has refreshed me…
The joy of the Lord has
touched me!
The peace of the Lord
has blessed me…
The love of the Lord
has filled me!
The gifts of the Lord are
mercy and salvation…
My gift to the Lord is
a heart of dedication!
The word of the Lord
is a solid foundation…
My words to the Lord are
love and appreciation!
The coming of the Lord
is very imminent…
The love and forgiveness
of the Lord is evident!
The message of the Lord is:
“repent and believe.”
An eternal life with him..
You can receive!
The blood of the Lord can
cleanse you within…
He’s here right now!
Won’t you invite HIM in?
By Jim Pemberton 10/07/11
SOUL REFRESHED
Maple tree taps at my window to talk
Inviting me to walk
In the leafy woodland lane.
My soul is made whole again
Simply refreshed walking this glade:
Why is the accordion’s singing glad ?
Because the accordionist is loved
By someone - by me - his beloved.