Best Ten Thousand Poems
Ten Thousand White Butterflies
Soft walls undulate like liquid steel
Metamorphic pulsations
Iridescent glow
Spiritual guides
Ushering departed souls
Rippling contractions
From cocoon-like womb
Bringing forth new breath
Replenishing blown out candles
Eyes scrunched
Painful cry
Drowned out by the rustling
One thousand butterflies taking flight
Soaring
Luminescent
Snowflake-like beings
Spreading their light
Within the night
Eternity is born
A baby raises his tiny fists
Mother's tears turn to joy
Floating heavenward on delicate wings
Announcing
Beating
Singing
A child is born
Written with Monterey Sirak.
Thankyou for letting me join you in flight!
Ten Thousand Angels
Listening to the silence
I felt you touch my soul.
I could sense a teardrop fall
as you lost all control.
I felt the heartache in you
As mine then did break too.
I knew what was happening
was happening to you.
I called heavens angels
though I uttered not a sound.
I told them I had a friend
that needed them around.
I felt them leave their resting place
as they left one by one.
I sent ten thousand angels
before the night was done.
I saw deep within my heart
as they gathered round so warm.
Protecting you and keeping you
safe from your life's storm.
I bid them to stay awhile
to keep you from what harms.
The night ten thousand angels
held you in their arms
Edwin C Hofert
I've cried ten thousand tears of sorrow
Each year I always do
And I'm sure I'll cry again tomorrow
I will pray- it's not for you
Each year I always shed some tears
For the loss of some dear friends
In my life of all my years
A friend of mine- life ends
I gave them love I wanted to give
So sad, they did depart
Vanished from this world we live
But forever- in my heart
"Vanished" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
2/28/2021
With ten thousand places to go
And it won't cost me a dime,
Just to walk a block or so ...
Takes a few minutes of my time
And it won't cost me a dime
To borrow one library book,
Takes a few minutes of my time
To browse around and look ...
To borrow one library book
Is to open up a great door,
To browse around and look ...
At a place never known before
Is to open up a great door
A thing that I dare to do ...
At a place never known before
Then, o, to walk on through
A thing that I dare to do ...
And need to, o, so badly,
Then, o, to walk on through
And disappear ever madly
And need to, o, so badly
Just to walk a block or so ...
And disappear ever madly
With ten thousand places to go.
So tender, so sweet,
The attention.
Beloved shines through
The out-breath
Into creation's sunrise.
Experiencing the body-divine
Throws open the gates of seeing, of sensing.
Royalty becomes my second skin.
I rest upon the throne of grace
While listening to ten thousand songs.
Folks 10000 heads of cattle have died in Kansas, and the farmers say they have never seen anything like this event even with the high heat. What is killing their cattle and it is obvious it is being orchestrated for the coming food shortage. Check out the Prepared Homestead on YouTube. Travis did a video on this travesty of cattle deaths. God bless you all... Also 97 food facillities have been destroyed since Biden took office...
I would write ten-thousand words,
If I could make you see--
The beauty of the sky, and birds,
And how you look to me.
Yet my words are frail, and weak,
As they stumble and they fall--
For there is no word for such as you...
There are no words, at all.
--Mel
I open up my eyes on this dark November morn
Up bright and early at the very crack of dawn
When the sun she ascends I am happy to admire
As I dress in my warmest winter attire
Then gently make my way down towards the sea
For the sight of her waves always fills me with glee
Hearing her voice so powerful and low
Watching in reverence her ebb and her flow
Holding my breath at waves twenty foot high
When her band of white horses come galloping by
The spray from their hooves refreshing my skin
They are pounding towards me inviting me in
So tempting are they on this November day
Sheer beauty and power as her waves they do tower
I am drawn to her side so majestic is she
Her call loud and clear ~ though I must not adhere
And watching in awe her sheer power I adore
Frozen to the spot and completely mesmerised
As ten thousand white horses gallop into the skies…
Written 14th November 2020
Contest YOUR RHY-ME
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
12)Coddle- Two fish enrapt in love.
13)Mustard- A diarrhea victim who can wait no longer.
14)Jam Session- A gathering of sweet-toothed weirdos with various jams and
jellies.
15)Coffee Table- An occasional table made of stale and hard coffee beans.
16)Condom- A very stupid prisoner.
17)Confederate- An inmate who nourishes his cellmate with food he sneaks
from the mess hall.
18)Condiment- A mint left on the pillow of Condolezza Rice's hotel room bed.
19)Metaphor- The reason you met her.
20)Meteor Shower- Cleaning meteors in your shower.
21)Osmosis- A female relative of the Osmond Brothers.
22)Gradute- A successfully educated studend ingested by a cannibal.
23)Grab Bag- A purse snatcher's job.
24)Wind Instrument- A guitar lifted and tossed in a hurricane.
25)Destitute- A broke prostitute.
26)Easygoing- Being tied in a wheelchair and pushed down the steepest street
in San Francisco.
27)Castrated- Judging who belongs in what pecking order in the movie cast.
28)Animosity- Dislike of mice.
29)Barn Dance- A group of barns dancing in a hurricane.
30)Carpeting- Gently stroking an automobile you love.
31)Chirk- A Cherokee idiot.
32)Coddle- Embracing your fish prior to frying.
33)Extraterrestials- Coming from another planet, or from Camden, New Jersey.
34)Hail Mary- A religious woman bombarded in a hail storm.
35)Hair Dresser- The absurd practice of putting dresses on one's head.
36)Homely- When poor ugly Lee is home.
37)Antacid- A psychological hallucinogenic drug favoered by hippy garden
insects.
38)Moron- An overdressed person of limited intelligence with far too much
cologne on.
39)Precession- The last days leading up to an economic downturn.
40)Martial Arts- Paintings done by Western town Sheriffs.
41)Spouse- A married rodent.
42)Consort- Dividing criminals by crime categories.
43)Debaunchery- When de bunch of us Brooklyn guys goes out on de town.
44)Drag Queen- When us guys from Brooklyn beat up and haul around
somebuddy from Queens.
45)Dragoon- Da dumb guy from Queens dat we got above.
Devotion Poem, Our Next Lives
(For Jim)
Good morning!
Ten-thousand good-mornings
We have seen. At the least!
Together....and so I dream
Of what could be in our next lives:
We’ll still be coupled in such destined love
And, while the same me...and same you...
I’ll have become a dazzling beauty
For you...and you,
I think it would be fun, will take to singing
Like the old-time crooners —like
Frank Sinatra or Dick Powell — for romance
For me...and we...
Together will see thousands more
Moonbeams sprinkling around us
As the twilight’s fading brings me
Again and again
To hear your lullaby ‘s tune cradling me in air
For thousands of coming good-nights
We have yet to share.
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(c) sally Young eslinger 1/28/21
Outside the boundary
of my pillow
I found favor in dream land.
On a hill of bravery i stood
fishing inspiration
from the sea that washes the
sun and the white sand.
On a hill of courage I stood
Looking up for strength- for so
long
I revolved my eyes around
the sun
and thoughts virtually
become
a planet in the sky that
absorbs the blue
from the ocean.
On a battlefield I stood
I'm the general
of the army
I'm in the lead of ten
thousand
weapons-
I'm the commander
of a ten thousand pens
in paper land.
Left him ten thousand miles away
He was the only friend and love I had
I hadn`t see him along time
I still can`t believe I left him behind
the day I left I still feel alone in my heart
He was my best friend
He was my love
He was the one always make me happy
He was the one feel me everything alright
He was my hero
Now, I want somebody like him
I don`t think no one can be like him
He was somebody you don`t want left behind
He also was somebody care about others
He was somebody
Somebody like him
is like you`re in haven
He make my life so special
He was a true friend
and better friend
I feel safe when he was with me
He show me a lot of respect
He make my life much better
The best friend and love I know is him
I am happy when we are together
I miss his smile
I miss his laugh
I miss his green eye
I miss his love
I miss everything about him
I just wish I didn`t have to go
I just wish to see him one time
I miss him more and more each day
Its really sad that we are very far away each other
But miles away can`t keep us apart
You say it wasn't mere sexual encounter,
What was it then, if you insist?
Now I'll have to find myself again, I flounder.
I have to stand on stage amidst
My shattered dreams and my abandoned hopes and grief -
My audience. Just think of it!
Didn't steal a thing from you. I am no thief.
You thought too low of me. My bit
Was played out very smooth, well just as you planned it.
Never tried oppressing all stress.
I swallowed your lure, digested, I marveled at it.
Now? Tons of poems to process.
You'll probably not even have time to read them.
You'll read one, scan one, maybe two.
My perfect man that I would meet will find a gem
Inside me, my soul. Why not you?
You have to learn, search, find yourself apart from me.
I will smile, settle, reproduce.
I belong to you, we're a perfect match, you see?
No action, word I might induce.
We'd develop something more than being lovers.
Little energy to invest...
What could it be? It is my time to recover.
You'll get a break from me. You'll rest.
You live your Baroque life and I'll try living mine
But why did you have to say you love me?
And don't you worry about me. I'll be just fine.
Ten thousand miles away. Yours lovingly…
10,000
The cows are all dead.
They died in the heat,
or so they said.
I feel sorry for the cows,
but more sorry for the farmers,
the ranchers,
the processors,
the packers,
the truckers,
the factory works,
the wholesale and retail people...
The store,
the grocery workers,
the meat men, (the butchers)
and you...
me...
us.
In two years...
twenty-two food-related companies,
have been burned up,
burned down,
flooded out,
and hit by planes.
Yes,
two planes.
Two different sites.
When I used to stay with my grandmother,
in the hot summers of Arizona...
It was hard to go outside at times.
She bought me books to read,
and paint by number... color sets.
It did not take long to see,
if you used all the right shades,
in the right order...
that pigment does not lie.
There was a pattern. (always)
Even at six,
it was plain to see.
Things are much clearer than before,
there is evil at the door.
1)I've visited Pool Halls at least 100 times, and I ain't yet found a pool there. I got
so disgusted, I stopped carrying my bathingsuit around.
2)My girlfriend sent me an Afghan, but I don't speak his language. Her note said
he was supposed to keep me warm, but I couldn't use him for that- he smelled
kind'a funky.
3)Affidavit- When David pissed me off and I was out to get him.
4)Commercial Bank- A bank primarily concerned with safely storing TV
commercials.
5)Congo- What happens when a prison inmate escapes.
6)Commodore- An entranceway covered with a grammatical symbol.
7)Kinetic- A blood sucking insect attached to the skin of a relative.
8)Kinship- My uncle's yacht that I'm not allowed on.
9)New Delhi- A start-up delicatessen.
10)Wimp Van Wrinkle- A dry-cleaner who is abused by his wife.
11)Tally Ho- A pimp takes inventory.