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sponsored, family, food, holidaybirthday, fruit,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Marijuana puffs
Famed hallucinatory.
Laced with excuses.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
June 8, 2010
Poetic form: Haiku
Categories:
sponsored, angst, health, social
Form:
Haiku
Golden-red pheasant
Glistening the morning sun,
Foraging delight.
Categories:
sponsored, nature
Form:
Haiku
Love -
Treasures forever.
Hopes perpetually.
Beckons tenderly.
Delights trust; honors everlastingly.
Devotes faithfully heart soaring elating.
Life cascading while sharing,
Dreams embracing life enjoy.
Caressing faithfully souls serving,
-Adoring –
Serving souls faithfully caressing,
Enjoy life, embracing dreams.
Sharing while cascading life,
Elating soaring heart faithfully devotes.
Everlastingly honors; trust delights.
Tenderly beckons.
Perpetually hopes
Forever treasures.
Love -
© July 10, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
A Few Interesting Palindrome Links:
Research Sites:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palindrome
http://www.fun-with-words.com/palin_example.html
http://www.rinkworks.com/words/palindromes.shtml
http://shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/types.html
Categories:
sponsored, hope, life, loveheart, heart,
Form:
Lyric
Spiny stemmed buckthorn, sunlight shimmers tiny shiny leaves.
Even though in pastures you are mowed down like worthless sheaves.
Ziziphus celata, your family for thee still grieves.
Future exposure: progress, genes raped; developments’ deeds.
1987 six populations, scientists did discover.
This rare and most imperiled plant in Florida must recover!
As controlled burns had hoped, recovery sprouts with ardor.
Amazingly, new plants emerged; respite, fire’s ember.
Miraculously Florida ziziphus live; we now know.
There are some plants in Lake Whales’ pastures growing slow.
Eight populations revived perilously struggling though.
Friends against extinction work, thwarting final fiasco.
Help them find home in longleaf pine, wiregrass sand hills.
“Zigging-zagging” spiny branches embracing life’s fragrant thrill.
Visiting insects would stop, sip and buzz; singing softly, shrill.
It will take help from everyone, not just the government bill.
Agribusiness and urban sprawling must take time to care.
Genetic diversity lost, extinction starts; beware!
Builders, landscape with vanishing plants; sell their added flair.
Farmers grow your splendor with a mini-ecosystem lair.
Let all join hands and set our sights upon a brighter day.
Where lust and greed no longer need and wanting fades away –
Let us learn to value biodiversity’s bouquet
Let not beauty on this earth become man’s grim lost way.
© © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
June2, 2010
Poetic form: Rhyme (Each stanza is a four line monorhyme.)
Categories:
sponsored, death, nature, recovery from...
Form:
Rhyme
1. LIFE: February (you can guess which year.)
I came to earth as a little dear.
After I wailed and cried a tear.
My mother held me very near.
2. FAMILY: I did not come to earth alone.
God sent me to my parent’s home.
They kept me safe; they did not roam.
Love took away my moan and groan.
3. FAITH: I felt God’s spirit as a child.
He lingered with me mile after mile.
Late teenage years were a little wild.
When I made it through it, angels smiled.
4. EXPERIENCE: Hard-knocks were a real good teacher.
(I should have listened to my childhood preacher.)
At times my life had too many bloopers,
But God stuck by me, the “party-pooper.”
5. EDUCATION: Learning helped increase my self worth.
Esteem had been low since shortly after birth.
When, I pondered the creation of Earth.
God inspired thoughts seemed to have no girth.
6. FRIENDS: Blessed by people who crossed my path
Sweetness understood every pain and wrath.
The “past” lived forgiven without a bloodbath.
Peace of mind cleansed in the aftermath.
7. ETERNAL LIFE: Oh precious gift to me from God.
Led my heart directly to more righteous sod.
Teachings transmitted by the Master’s rod
Bless my life through each step I trod.
8. FORGIVENESS opened the way to spiritual re-birth.
And filled my life with unending mirth.
Forgiving others while upon this earth,
I remember God’s command and Jesus’ great worth.
9. MY ETERNAL SOUL MATE knocked on my door one day.
When we first met, I knew not what to say.
I stared speechless at the blessing coming my way.
Now, I thank God for Ingrid every time I pray.
10. EXALTATION is a blessing that I hope to earn.
I accepted Christ my Savior, now my life I govern.
Immortal life with Father, a consecrated sojourn.
Honoring eternal life free from Hell’s fiery burn.
© July 11, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Poetic Form: List with momorhymes
Categories:
sponsored, childhood, faith, family, forgiveness,
Form:
List
Rondel Pain
Poetry can inflict pain like a sharp rondel dagger,
Encircling each word with bigoted judgments on hand.
Down a spiral staircase a poet’s thoughts may stagger.
Semi-circular fashioned, ideas traverse memories’ span.
Hysterical, political…subject does not matter.
Orderliness and cleverness mete out the author’s plan.
Poetry can inflict pain like a sharp rondel dagger,
Encircling each word with bigoted judgments on hand.
Banter securely bound, released by creative augur.
Can choose many words found in vocabulary land.
Lexis gone thrilling can kill the heart of an iceman –
Stop, please! Choose kindly words; become a pain free enabler.
Poetry can inflict pain like a sharp rondel dagger.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
June 2, 2010
Poetic form: Rondel (Rondel Rhyming Pattern: ABab, abAB, aabbA)
Thanks Jared for making us think!
LEARN MORE:
1. POETRY: http://www.ehow.com/how_16711_write-rondel.html
2. DAGGAR http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rondel_dagger
3. STAINED GLASS http://www.anythinginstainedglass.com/glass/Rondels/rondels.html
Categories:
sponsored, on writing and wordspain,
Form:
Rhyme
I think of you now and again
Out half a world away
On the other side of the globe
Here it’s midnight and for you midday
Somewhere on a Himalayan mountain
How can I possibly relate to your reality
Far from anything resembling a city
With no infrastructure of any kind
No cars no shopping centers
No electricity no electronics
None of the luxuries I take for granted
How can I relate to your reality
Your wealth is a goat some seeds and hope
A little schoolhouse relatively close
As your best prayer for a better future
The gap between the haves and the have-nots
Is nothing less than astronomically absurd
And there’s no trusting the middlemen
Greed keeps robbing those who have less than nothing
Seems there’s fewer godfearing people left on earth
Not many believing in justice and universal equity
I can’t relate to corruption
Concepts of karma swirl through my head
Death remains the greatest equalizer
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Categories:
sponsored, children, growing up, people,
Form:
Free verse
I went to the Big church night in
saw rend colective experiment and saw matt redman too,
and was great to worship at vineyard with you,
I endeded us sponsoring a child,
so hope this helps her to smile
and make her life a bit more worth while,
she can got to school, and have food and clothing too,
and its the most amazing thing that we can do,
i pray my sponsord child will go far and god will help her along the way
I pray god will bless my sponsored child each and every day. Amen
Joba lives in Bangladesh and goes to sunday school and church regularly, Praise god, she will be ok now through compassion and my sponsorship.
Categories:
sponsored, child, dedication, devotion, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
Defenders Endangered
Citizens unite spirits; choose the better part!
Life, God given, stolen by greed’s black-heart.
Industry progressed far beyond the pushcart.
Thus, setting some selves apart as better…smart.
The endangered protecting the endangered –
Compassion fettered by solutions gartered
The courageous, methodically hindered,
Lacquered lives, wildlife “murdered”, man endangered.
Watch helplessly, complaining; or take action!
Bail out nature ravaged; write a new caption.
“Defenders of Wildlife go for Gold Bullion.”
Shield dying manatees, turtles, and sturgeon.
Animals flailing, ruling leaders failing,
Minds disarrayed, inside folks are crying.
Did we get to this place wanting and buying?
Priorities, pocketbooks…are folks lying?
Take it to court to find solutions in short.
Killing is no game…business…or sport.
Drilling in the gulf BP must abort.
Then pay to all people for life they did thwart.
Struggles in nature hurt in various ways.
The chow chain is altered…less food at buffets.
The airways go stinking as wildlife decays.
Meanwhile the culprits squander words on sashays.
What will it take to make clean up occur?
Will a boycott of products stop endless banter?
Cook by the campfire; let adventure flicker.
Keep sights on God; infrastructure may fracture.
Lust not for things, but make God man’s desire.
Cut back on comforts; let creativity inspire.
Love one another; make family your empire.
Or face the last days and the cleansing with fire.
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
May 29, 2010
Poetic Form: Rhyme (A series of four line monorhymes.)
Categories:
sponsored, angst, animals, naturegod, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
my porch swing smile
a cold glass of cream soda
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Categories:
sponsored, happy, peace,
Form:
Haiku
Marriage
Beneath the moon two lovers share their dreams.
Before daylight blinds an eternity of sunbeams.
© July 12, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Categories:
sponsored, introspection, love
Form:
Couplet
One Day of Knowing
Adam, my Adam, please come stroll with me.
Let us take another walk to the sea.
Come, my husband, the man of my dreams,
We can live forever with no blasphemes!
You named all the animals as God asked.
Eons flew past; you continued the task.
Never “alone” working with no adieu.
God’s right hand man; I am so proud of you!
Alone in the garden, when God went out –
I keep wondering, what was that about?
What was on the outside? I wish I knew –
Perhaps way back then…a dangerous venue.
Every yesterday walking side by side
In sync in the garden we two abide.
Millions of years living, immortal, shared.
God invented…giving to us; He cared.
Day after day together leisurely
We, walking with God obediently,
Free to eat of the Tree of Life and live.
Explicate that one, Adam? Come on; give!
Let us try the other fruit; we will not die.
The serpent said we would not. Let us try.
The Tree of Life gives immortality.
We will know good and evil, God’s specialty.
You said, before “Eve, do not ask again.”
We could be like God; come on let us win!
I am looking for adventure, if you please.
Life in the garden is a boring ease.
Perhaps I will taste that fruit without you.
Then, you will miss me for an eon or two.
Good idea, baby”— Now, I am thinking!
Beguile me again…these teeth are sinking.
Adam, oh Adam, I ate and still live.
It tastes delicious; this is yours…I give.
Yummy! Eve, I love your tummy…naked.
Yikes! He is unquenchable; love related.
What have I done eternity like this?
Never ending energy, a constant kiss.
My rebel spirit brought mortality.
Now, pain and toil, shall drive humanity.
Come on God; what is next? Please do something –
God banished us the Tree of Life; mortal life stings –
DEDICATED to the original EVE whose rebel spirit and convincing tongue brought mortality to both Adam and herself. Thus, the adventures of mortal man began and humanity became...us.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
May, 2010
Poetic form: Couplets
Categories:
sponsored, fantasylife, god, tree, day,
Form:
Couplet
It’s Time to Take Out the Eraser
There once was a boy and his mom
They explored and had fun in their camper.
But the Everglades in June…mosquitoes!
It’s Time to take out the eraser!
There once was an avid fossil collector
Looking for shark's teeth without fear.
A great white swam near; she screamed…oh, dear –
It’s Time to take out the eraser!
There once was an innocent girl
She fell in love; but he was no bachelor –
So much for studying; “making her way in the world.”
It’s Time to take out the eraser!
There once was a young reckless driver
That used to be a video game winner.
He cut off a big wheeler in one-day…play?
It’s Time to take out the eraser!
There once were lovers strolling together.
Sweetly holding hands at the arbor.
Homing pigeons flew above…hundreds!
It’s Time to take out the eraser!
There once was a poet in a contest.
She wrote too many words…not a miser.
Readers of her poem did not laugh.
It’s Time to take out the eraser!
Categories:
sponsored, animals, funny, life, peopletime,
Form:
Quatrain
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Categories:
sponsored, allegory, music,
Form:
List