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Premium Member Wisteria

Oh how this bodice is dressed in taffeta,
Lined with hundreds of lavender pleats
Spiraling, drooping, whirling
All over my voluptuous contour …
Bare these limbs grinding on soft moss
To tap among rustled displays
From many a lovers’ heat to children’s romp.

I gaze at my long tresses hung by threads
Of July frills, combing the strands
Delicate as clusters in a spin that ignites
The evening air, the lush of daylight’s vine…
And like Kojin in a free-fall prance, I cascade
Through a mantle of grass, my arms floating
Over wisps of mildest pink, of boldest lavender;
Then to curtsy in a prayerful Shinto bow
Under heaven's marquee where my chants
about lonesome tales are hushed in secrecy.

At nightfall, stars circle my lit frame,
The aroma of wisteria's mint huffs
outside my pores and unto an earthy glow;
Young the nippled buds swelling in lusty dusk
Till I gently writhe as a mystical shadow of the woods.



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SPRINGTIME STANDARD CONTEST



~ The wisteria tree is packed with an assemblage
of purple blossoms, falling in tapered clusters 
to symbolize a kneeling pose of honor and devotion
based on Asian folklore.

~ Kojin: Japanese Tree Goddess

Premium Member God's Holy Whisper of Love

God’s Holy Whisper of Love

I long to hear now God’s holy whisper of love,
For its sacrosanct sound abounds most high above.
This subtle soft tone mirrors forever God’s grace;
It maketh our souls one in His heavenly place.
God’s whisper reflects his love and passion in kind;
It’s His wish for poets to set them in true rhyme.
God’s whisper is our music on this mortal Earth;
It sustains our love spirit for holy rebirth.
Warm tears symbolize always our human passion,
As we seeketh God’s plan for His divine action. 
God’s whisper sustains us true in all times of need;
He teaches that love conquers all, and we must heed.
God’s love shall be with us until the end of time;
He knoweth that poets shall set His words to rhyme!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
July 15, 2016 (Canzone)

Author’s Notes:
One Stanza
14 Verses
Meter: Iambic Hexameter
Total Syllables: 168
Rhyme Scheme: aabbccddeeffcc

Sky's Love To Ocean

longest and deepest
                                      symbolize to be broadest 
                                         sky's love to ocean
 
                                         as they are lovers
                                 embrace each other's blue hue
                                         unison of hearts

                                     one smiles upper side
                                    other replies reflection 
                                         up to end level




               Sponsored by: SKAT A
               Contest Name: Your Best (premiere) number one
© Bl Devnath  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member 'through His Eyes'

When your jar feels so heavy 
Things continue to pile 
No escape from life’s tribulations 
Your outlook on life so gloomy
When you feel like staying in bed 
When the energy seep through your fingers
Draining all that you have left

Just remember
That does not symbolize all of you
It might be what you feel now
It does not label you  
Don’t judge yourself by your dark thoughts  
We all go to that space at times

Always remember your anchor
That does not stand in judgment 

Of your lack of faith at times
Just don’t linger in that mode 
Tormenting yourself with guilt 
You weren’t meant for that dark space
Eventually you will need to get up
You will need to man up 
Face life again

He selected you for this passage 
Because He knew your capability  
Even when you feel gutted 
All He sees is your potential
The one thing you don’t grasp 
While you looking at the now

©181120151438

Tell Me

Can it truly be
That the existence of you and me
Will be as if it never were
With no him and with no her?

Tell me.

Can it truly be
That the formation of a family
Will be a thing of naught,
An entity that time forgot?

Tell me.

Can it truly be
That our sacrifices to live free
Will count for little worthwhile,
Except for pimps primping in their guile.

Tell me.

Can it truly be
That universes without end
Are the happenstances of luck and chance
An invitation to join a celestial dance.

Tell me.

Can it truly be
That Mother’s scored back and hands
Were hardly signs of ceaseless labor
Only barely more than rendering us a favor.

Tell me.

Can it truly be
That the growing number of empty chairs
Symbolize nothing that need give pause,
Many of their occupants were rife with flaws.

Tell me.

Can it truly be
That when dreamless sleep owns mine and me
The toil and the striving and the loving we knew
Won’t matter as much as a robin’s fall call
Mind not that in earnest we gave life our all.

Tell me.

Rorschach

.         any                  way
       youwant          toseethem
    theblotches        inthispicture
                  represent

                      you
                     they
                   canonly
                  symbolize
      
  thoughts       that       were
  alreadyin       your       mindall
youcandois      try         tomakesense
ofthemand       piece      thisbroken
    puzzle         back       together

                     hardly
                     aneasy
                     task



http://www.rorschach.org/ -the inkblot to the left of the title banner was my 'inspiration'. I 
was hoping to pull off something roughly in the same ball park.


Premium Member Optimism

life after death

   chrysanthemums

   atop the grave

   - - - - - 
 *Chrysanthemums symbolize optimism 
   Contest: 2 or 3 line poem
   Sponsored by Brian Strand
   Placed 3rd

Premium Member Of Life and Butterflies

Imagine your own life a garden spot
where trees might symbolize your family,
for they provide the shade which you have sought
when times are hard, abiding constantly.

The flowers that pop up each spring are those
acquaintances and friends that you hold dear.
The best of them for me would be each rose
that beautifies my life year after year.

In certain seasons, butterflies appear.
You love the sight of them. They make you smile.
However, only in the sun they thrive,
and in your garden, they stay but a while.

Replaceable are they; when comes the rain
they’ll flutter off – to not be seen again.


Written March 22, 2017 
for Julia Ward's Someone, or Something, Replaceable Poetry Contest

Paint My Life

Today I painted a picture to
Represent my life and who I am
I had many colors at my fingertips
But I only used a few, I started with
A silver blue, to represent the calm & serene
River I am
I let red symbolize the wildfire of anger
That courses through my veins
I let black, the color of asphalt stand for the suffering
And the pain
A snowy white
Was to signify my bubbling laughter
The kind you always want to chase after
I used a magnificent purple, like the
Color of a ripe grape to represent
The colorful imagination where much
of my time has been spent
Orange was there to embody
My freedom, like a little girl
Spinning with her bright summer
dress spread all around her
A nice sunshine yellow stood
For the creativity locked inside me
When I finished painting that picture
I thought how unique, Destiny. 
_________________________________________
This was an assignment that I had to do for my creative writing class =)

Premium Member Charm Bracelet

I wear a charm bracelet that you once gave to me, and every charm on it holds a special memory
The very first one has my initials before I took your last name, the next is a four-leaf clover for good luck every day
I have a ruby slipper because you told me that I was your princess on earth, and one about our friendship where our love started first
A white horse representing you riding in and saving me, a half-moon that you hold the other piece

A fairy to make all my wishes come true, an angel to protect me when I’m feeling blue
A diamond ring and oh how it shines, the initial of your last name that would one day be mine
A little boy and a little girl for what our future would be, a Cinderella pumpkin for you to carry my dreams
A butterfly to symbolize the love that would one day fly away, the lonely carousel with no one left to play

A sunflower so beautiful because you said it reminded you of me, and then lastly a heart that you eventually broke when you took your love away from me.

The Colors of Love

My vision cleared the moment he took my hand,
and this drab world became a colorful wonderland.
Summer grasses became a soft carpet of green.
Eyes full of love painted a canvas of hues, serene.

My heart turned the sky blue and clouds into crowns.
Robins were singing, bells ringing in harmonic sound.
The warmth of his touch rivaled the heat of the sun,
a golden circle to symbolize our love had begun.

Trees blossomed in brilliantly colored flowers.
Love has such extraordinary mystical powers.
I felt so light and happy, I might have been floating.
Forgive me if my new-found love has me gloating.

If holding his hand in mine made me feel like this,
I wonder what emotions I'll feel with our first kiss.


6/8/16

Cb Tribute Contest One

Joyfully so, she seems to be my (our) biggest fan.
Absolutely wonderful, Jan's embodiments symbolize her awesome agenda.
Never does it fail, Jan shares free hugs—special gifts—maximum encouragers—orchestrated methodically scratching Souper's records, performing as our (my) poetic DJ.


My tribute: JAN ALLISON :
10-9-16

Awarded 1st place in contest submitted. Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich

Premium Member Our Flag

You stand there in your pride and raw beauty,
But don’t forget that caressing you is my decreed duty.
That warm and sturdy fabric my heart can feel,
Because of your humbling courage-stimulating appeal.
My arms are ardent by desire of your body to hold,
And with due grand and tender affection to neatly fold.

I pray you will always be a symbol of power for peace,
And a force for the oppressed to use to gain release.
No longer will you flutter like a vulture over divisions.
But flying o’er a land of unity with matchless decisions.
You give none of your glory to racist sexist bigot forays,
Since such tyranny abuses the favor of the Ancient of Days.

May the blue field of stars display its splendid raiment,
As the blue of our lakes and rivers reflect the firmament.
And our valor and devotion let the red stripes impart,
Reminding me of the red blood throbbing in my heart.
Lastly the white stripes symbolize mountain caps of snow,
Given its magnificence by the light of the daystar’s glow.

It floats o’er the expanse of the brave and fairest land,
A mighty responder for every just and proper demand.
When the oppressors are humbled and shackles burst,
Supporting the liberated our colors must be risen first.
The justice seeker knows this is not the end of the story,
But may God continue to bless the sway of Old Glory.

Premium Member The Wish Was You and I

A monument to precious arts, a masterpiece you are
With imposing high Baroque columns regally looking down
Upon the dream of sculptors and vision of the Roman era 
Evoking ancient memoirs from grandeur of renaissance.

Tickling your marble stature, foaming water giggles down
As you empower Oceanus on a chariot lead by Tritons
Beaming your glamorous sight on authentic ornate art
Dazzling decorative architecture for enchanted crowds.

When street winds bellow in, shimmering bright light-beams
In your stare you hold strangers, as they sing your praises.
Enhancing theme, Trevi Fountain, you arouse playful gleams 
Flaunting your smiles upon glittering green water streams.
 
Splendor of Neptune emanates from your renown beauty
Granting wishes of the sensuous amorous sensibilities--
Seeking sea-God's blessings, they toss in two lucky coins
And in reply you echo their vibes: the wish was you and I.

June 15, 2019
Placed 2nd: Your choice (10) personification contest by Brian Strand
NOTE:
The Trevi Fountain is a tourist attraction located in Rome, Italy. The fountain is famous for its Baroque architecture and decorative ornate art. The center piece is the Greek sea God Oceanus (representing the sea God Neptune), riding his chariot pulled by two sea horses and accompanied by two Tritons. Throwing two coins in the fountain symbolizes romance. One coin assures return trip to Rome. Three coins symbolize wedding bells.

Premium Member Sign of the Times

Spiritual stagnation staggers senses
Insidious insanity of intermittent information 
Gruesome gorging of gossips
Nauseating nature of narcissistic news

Oppression of other opinions
Flouting false faithfulness freely

Transparent traitors of truth
Hypocritical hype of haters
Evildoers exemplifying egregiousness

Transgressive territorial targets
Investigation into innocent itineraries
Mercilessly manipulating mainstream
Evidence effectively to expressively
Symbolize significant sign of the times

April 25, 2018


Sign of the Times Contest By John Hamilton
Third Place

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