Best Surprise Poems
love is a marionette, kissed by kismet,
stitching in secret ~
the cursive cure from Cupid’s strings,
whilst this ink slowly breathes
on the silent sinews of devotion,
as if the heart never knew
the synonyms of the soul’s touch,
too afraid to embrace
the sound of the wind ~
caught in your dreams,
for the inner child
harbors bruised blues,
b r e e z i n g through abandoned dawns…
and I sit in my seclusion,
sipping the aftertaste
of a sad surprise ~
haunting my psyche,
knocking on my cruel conscience,
for romance has always been
the start of an undeniable unraveling ~
of hurt and illusions,
of sorrow and helplessness ~
a peony that pains and pines
beneath its own lament,
yet still I muse ~
tasting the testaments of truth,
of what could have been
and what almost was,
for the ending was the beginning
of my heart’s harp harmonizing,
plucking aching echoes
from coffin-colored chords,
cryptic cadence,
that still lives in the afterglow
of an amethyst sunset ~
painted with tears and time…
so remember me
as more than a poem
spun from metaphors of misery ~
in desolate delight,
as I am the silhouette
of your solitary scribbles,
the sigh that drifts
between your syllables,
a rhyme of what was crafted
in silence,
and what bleeds on endlessly…
I wrote a poem for a contest
And it got some great comments
I thought it was one of my best
I felt very confident
Soon the contest was judged, the winning list came out
Victory was not in doubt
I scanned the winners list from the middle down
I thought my poem would have placed
But I soon began to frown
My name wasn't there ....It was as if I wasn't even in the race!
Can't win 'em all I guess
No need to stress
But when I went to my inbox and saw "Congrats on your win"
I thought they made a mistake
So I scanned the winners list once more
Then suddenly I stopped...
I was surprised for sure
My name was the first one on top!
Wipe that frown from your face
Trust in what the future has in store
You never know what's around the corner
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
POTD February 17, 2026
Ole Les set out by kayak from the shore
Big blue marlin rose from the ocean floor
Nipped his bait, gave Les a tow
Water-logged craft sank below
Friends shook their heads and said, "No Les, no more"
4/27/2011
Written for John Freeman's "Fishing" limerick contest
Okay, the man's name wasn't Les ,but this video shows two kayaks being towed 11
miles by marlins. I took a little poetic license with the ending too. Both men
survived. If you fish you will be amazed by this video:
http://www.youtube.com/user/KayakFishingTales?
v=FqVEvNocKTA&feature=pyv&ad=4751720259&kw=kayaking
friendship can be great
looking when will I find you
will that be today
are you now looking for me
will our search go on and on
there you stood looking
oh you came out of no where
what a big surprise
our friendship is a flower
fun and laughs are everywhere
our fun and laughs turn
it all goes so very wrong
hurt and pain from words
tears running like a river
why did our friendship go bad
Today it’s Sally’s birthday party; she’s the star of the show
She’s a lovely little girl and all her friends are invited to go
They arrive on the doorstep with presents in their hand
Wearing their best clothes, oh don’t they look so grand
Excited children are entertained by Coco the clown
She’s jolly person but her face wears a sad frown
Coco blows up balloons and amazing animals are created
The children clutch them eagerly; they simply are elated
The dining table is laden with glorious treats
Sandwiches, crisps, cakes and biscuits to eat
Sally’s birthday cake is shaped like a cute little cat
Cats are her favourite animal; her kitten is called Pat
The children sing ‘happy birthday’ and Sally makes a wish
Her mum cuts up the pretty cake and serves it on a dish
After tea is over a magician arrives to entertain
He’s called The Great Suprendo but it’s not his real name!
The magician does lots of magic tricks, the children think he’s ace
When he produces a fluffy rabbit they have a smile on their face
Soon the party is over and its time for the children to go home
Sally had a wonderful time but now she’s sad as she’s now alone
Secretly hiding in the kitchen is the Great Suprendo
He gives her the rabbit, her shrieks of delight reach a crescendo!
Mummy and daddy had planned this birthday surprise
Sally is so happy that tears spring into her eyes
Daddy had made the rabbit a wooden rabbit hutch
Sally is overjoyed, and names her pet rabbit Butch
Contest: The Birthday Party
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
01~31~16
A summer kiss on winter night
precious gift enough to ignite
my teenage mind with burning flame
a neighbouring dame with sweet name
a cage-free bird on its first flight.
Many years ago but still bright
in my mind like day's first sunlight
and how I enjoyed when it came
a summer kiss.
Like molten wax of candle light
lips melted as she held me tight
passion's fire was hard to be tamed
a surprise gift from that sweet dame
taste of manhood on winter night
a summer kiss.
© kashinath karmakar (19th December 2011)
===============000=================
Placement:7th (Dec.2011)
Contest:Gifts Given,Gifts Received a Rondeau
Sponsor:Cyndi Macmillan
Son's science quest,
insect nest finds;
school's best project.
Saves in his room.
Wakes to doom when
with gloom, he cries.
Hundreds now crawl.
Every wall sports
hatched small mantes.
(Why I'm Still Breathing)
When the cow was dry, she was compliant.
When she calved, she turned vicious
and no fence could hold her,
but she gave milk in abundance,
and Dad refused to sell her.
She chased Mother 'round and 'round the barn
until Mom panicked, climbed the corner logs,
and perched under the roof,
clinging like a cicada shell on a weed-pod.
Beasty pawed and bellowed until Dad came home.
"I could gain on her on the corners,"
Mother said, "because I could turn faster,
but she gained on me on the straightaway."
Plug-ugly tore through the fence,
into the garden, where Mom and I worked.
"Run, Cona Faye, run," my mother shouted.
How did she know? The cow passed Mother
and thundered straight for me. I ran.
At the fence, snorts filled my ears. Hot breath
steamed my back. I saw myself stomped,
pulverized into the dirt. I turned, screaming
at full volume, and flailed my arms
like a windmill in a strong wind.
That old red cow locked her front legs
and skidded like a freight train on full brake.
I seized the moment, and scaled that rail fence.
Deep Purple Violet
Deep purple Violet – hiding and quiet –
Beneath the forest greens;
Carefully we search for you
Or your dainty face hidden – not seen.
Nestled in a quiet place -
Modest in many hues -
Amethyst, purple, sometimes mauve,
A joyful surprise finding you.
Date: 1/28/19
Gif #1 Launched in Lavender
I didn't think I'd ever get to meet you,
knowing full well how much rejection stings.
And I thought the stories I'd heard were true,
that you're a full-fledged bird flexing its wings.
Not a caged canary who sweetly sings,
but a hawk, keen for the thrill the hunt brings.
You appeared Angelic, beyond pretty,
and so, I didn't believe I had a chance.
You were breathtaking, charming, and witty;
I doubted that I'd get a second glance.
And yet, your aura held me in a trance,
compelling me to ask you for a dance.
At first, I thought you'd laugh and ignore me;
I wasn't entirely sure how I should start.
I was tempted to turn around and flee
as I approached a living work of art.
And my courage was fast falling apart,
scared that you might chide me and break my heart.
But instead, you smiled, looked into my eyes
and answered yes: to my complete surprise.
By Elton Camp
For the entirety of his married life
Maurice had been ruled by his wife
For anything that happened to occur
He had no choice but to answer to her
Just ordering him around wasn’t enough
Since Zelda was often violent and rough
Any disagreement she’d always win
Even if she had to use her rolling pin
They were driving one day when “Smash!”
With a Mack truck they had a bad crash
Bystanders took a look with dread
And found both of them were dead
Since Maurice, his former life did hate
He was glad to stand at the pearly gate
From domination, he expected relief
Without Zelda bringing him any grief
He thought heaven would be so grand
Then he saw Zelda, rolling pin in hand
The sights cut poor Maurice to his heart
“What happened to till death do us part?”
Maurice said, “St. Pete, if you don’t mind
The route to the other place I’ll try to find”
Gifted a premium membership
I want to do a joyful backflip
But that may cause great harm
A sincere thanks with charm
Effort to write more I shall let rip
January 10, 2020
Where are we headed? I know not where
Where are we headed? I know not why
Where are we headed? I know not how
Where are we headed? I know not to whom
Is it better to know or not to know?
Is it better on my own or with you?
Is it better if you come to me or I go to you?
Wonder is an aphrodisiac that may lead me to you
Surprise is not enticing but it may lead me to you
Uncertainty is terrifying yet exciting and it may lead me to you
Where are we headed, me and you?
Where are we headed? hopefully not to doom
Where are we headed in this world and how will we bloom?
YOURS FAITHFULLY
I know with all my heart and being,
That I don’t know everything,
How can one think they are so wise,
If you do, you’re in for a surprise!
Only One knows our future, our fate,
Smell the coffee before it’s too late,
Confess Kneel down on bended knee,
And He will unburden you to be free,
Be strong, stand up for what you feel,
Be positive, take action, this is real,
If your soul needs help just ask for Him,
He’ll help you out, life’s not so grim,
Drown in your faith and then let go,
Let it surround you, feel its flow,
For then you truly have been saved,
Your journey now is blessed, light paved!