Best Sync Poems
3/13/18
Many words that were writ in ink
Near and far from the kitchen sink
Where you could hear dishes clink
Here I sit and think
While I sip and drink
Still got many ships to sink
No time to call it quits or blink
Close and away from bits of zinc
Sh** does stink
Got to find the missing link
Without getting distracted by girls giving winks
Never quitting, because eventually it'll sync
Can't let it shrivel and shrink
Staying quick like a lynx
Not stiff like the Sphynx
She had everything taken away from her
Then they stripped her of her pride
She lost her friends when most in need
No one stood by her side
Her haven was to sit by the beach
They had left her that mistakenly
Not knowing she would recharge
So they had failed unknowingly
Not succeeding in totally breaking her spirit
‘Cause she would mend and regenerate
In sync with the healing heartbeat of the sea
She would be back ready to retaliate
To take a stand with more resolve
It was her mission and her fate
AP: 3rd place 2020
Little one winks to her big James
Her mind wants the evening games
Ones desire to be astride
For their lips to collide
Passion fueled they danced into flames
.
One minute, one hour or a night
Whatever the time
A connection is made
You know it because you feel it
No question or deny
I feel so good inside
Like I glow
Nowhere to hide
Impossible to be blind
Of how you make me feel
You wake me from a slumber
Make me feel alive
Excite my mind
Like lines and notes meet
Harmonising so sweet
Sounds sublime
Friends forever
or both friends & lovers to be
They enjoy each other's company
No facade or hidden layers
Just free to be themselves
No better place to be
Such a life treat
Whether short and sweet
Over time or forever
Once connected
Seek each other out
They are an opportunity
For something special
Two people who feel in sync
Somehow can't live without
Connection complete
On an island of love, side by side,
strolled Ron and his beautiful bride.
So like heaven it seemed,
the two of them deemed
that to be there, they both must have died!
“Are we possibly dreaming?” they said.
“If we’re dreaming, we really aren’t dead!”
Upon saying this rhyme
at the very same time,
they awoke in their very own bed!
“So in synche with our dreams we have been,”
Ron said to his wife with a grin,
“We need never leave home.
Make our next stop be Rome.
Close your eyes, dear; let’s DO IT again!”
For LInda-Marie's Contest:
"Loveland LImerick"
Based on photo JT76955-Edit jpg
Written by Andrea Dietrich
hysterical lights
flash out of sync from her tree....
she can't remember
laughter in the snow,
only a grave beneath it
______________________
For Contest: Sad Tanka
Sponsored by Andrea and Susan
The Tonight show is once more a big hit
Since Johnny and Jay left, we worried quite a bit
But Jimmy came in time
With his lip-syncs sublime
As they prance around, the hilarity won't quit
© Jack Ellison 2015
chain rhyme
Disciples wept
in mass anxiety
pioneering death in the sea unknown.
Their Master slept.
Hearts were afraid on Galilee,
facing it seemed His lack of care.
Up from the deep, He spoke relief,
storm was doomed, "Wind and Waves, be still. "
~~~~~
Their Master wept
in dismal piety
volunteering sin's full debt to atone.
Disciples slept
while He prayed in Gethsemane,
bracing for clear death and despair.
Friends fall asleep. Broken with grief,
He resumed, "Father God, Your will."
April this year
2009
Writing and posting
Wow, it's all going fine
Miss Gorelick, Miss Devonshire
Welcomed me aboard
Two lovely ladies
Wow, this Highlander's scored
But honestly
The feeling i received
Was very much more
Than i had dream-ed
The weeks progressed
As i wrote my poems
The comments by Carolyn
Had kept me going
As i wrote away
Topics and themes
Historical and nature
Subjects to me, supreme
As i read Carolyn's
And she read mine
Two peas in a pod
It springs to mind
Similar writings
And some even the same
Signals in harmony
Sailing the same plain
And look at us now
A collaboration couple
Our future in write
A poet double
Our poems together
Two heads as one
Look out for our postings
There's much more to come
My entry into Nathan Leccese's contest " Two Peas in a Pod "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/carolyn.php
She breathes this love in,
Wings of doves begin to dwell,
A spread of force forms.
Written 8/7/11
By: sabian Nicole
I missed the morning wake-up call
The clock alarm, I snoozed right through
I missed the bus rolling past the mall,
that was to take me to my job interview
Out of sync,
out of step with time
Not in rhythm,
stuttering on the rhyme
I missed the one working elevator
taking me up to the 44th floor
Then I missed the receptionist,
going out to lunch, headed out the door
Out of sync,
my plans are skipping a beat
Irregular movements,
my life is sailing on rough seas
I missed my meeting with the Creator,
this is one serious faux pau
I missed making the call to my Savior,
how far can one person fall
Out of sync,
feels like I'm walking in mismatch shoes
My sanity's on the brink ...
why is it, I never miss catching the blues
If you could read between the lines
My heart holds as my bars
You'd see that I am trapped
And needing a new start
Can you release me from these chains
So I can be free to love again
I long for you and our heart's new tune
To be in sync and in love with you
In married life, I really think
It helps a lot to be in sync
For if your wavelengths seem to match,
There won't be holes you'll have to patch.
Your lifestyle choices should agree
Though even that won't guarantee
Smooth sailing in the years ahead
(Which most expect when they are wed).
When differences at times appear
And one of you've slipped out of gear,
You've got to find a middle place
Which both of you will then embrace.
For big decisions must be shared;
Together, then, you'll be prepared
To face the future as a team.
(It's not as hard as it may seem.)
If I was a form of poetry
I’m not a haiku or sonnet;
More like a brand new remix,
just what I want to be;
Inventing new rhymes
reversing lines,
syllables
out of
sync.
Santa Claus, he scratched his beard
When he noticed something weird!
Christmas sales in summer? What a holiday hitch!
“Add a day!”, said Father Time, “To fix this glaring glitch”.
January 19, 2020
Contest: Leap Year
Sponsor: Beth Evans