Best Triple Poems
like a lover’s sigh
she tiptoes forth looking back
those warm memories
birds still singing cross over
and sad sunshine stills the wind
now September sings
a sympathetic tune silvers
promises late gold –
the change will be gradual
promises sleep painless sleep
mysterious calm
Llke a magic caesura
bated by surprise
in mind it’s ever the same
such gentle looking forward
Oh Maiden Moon, who gave my eyes,
in visions of a child,
the innocently whispered sighs
to keep my temper mild.
With waxing love, I saw you grow
the Goddess maid, of all I know,
with waxing love,
with waxing love,
a world of light you gently show.
Oh Mother Moon, who took my hand
and nurtured in my soul
the will to work and understand
in ways of old, I’m whole.
Oh blesséd Moon of perfect grace
within your light, I find my place,
Oh blesséd Moon,
Oh blesséd Moon,
with you, I stand in sacred space.
Oh Waning Moon, I’m blessed with age
your wisdom as my guide,
no words to tell upon the page
as mysteries confide.
Oh Lady Crone and queen of night,
advise my heart with ev’ry rite.
Oh Lady Crone,
Oh Lady Crone,
you fill my life with pure delight.
I followed that cad Robyn Hood
and discovered he's up to no good
An expert at cheating
bad mouthing and bleating
His actions I've not understood
Oh how awful that folks feel so glum
Many now call him Robyn Hoodlum
He's a raunchy thief
who brought them to grief
He preyed on the blind, deaf, and dumb
Robyn has folks dancing like Muppets
He loves to treat them like puppets
He tugs at their strings
and then clips their wings
No wonder their confidence plummets
Heard the sheriff will arrest him soon
Robyn will be singing a new tune
While sitting in jail
He will cry and wail
In sorrow for acting like a goon
Sheriff found out Robyn is a girl
Her real name is Antoinette Pearl
Robyn Hoodlum wed
Now the sheriff is dead
and Robyn is engaged to an earl
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Fairytale plot by Jan Allison, Marti Sutherland, and Lin Lane
California Chrome’s bid for a triple crown was a no-go.
He didn’t win, he didn’t place. He didn’t even show.
The owners of the horse were hoping to pop the cork
at the Belmont Raceway in New York.
Down the drain went the hope for history with fortune and fame.
Many said the horse that won the Derby and the Preakness was not the same.
Loads of betters were disappointed. What a shame!
No thanks to another horse by the name of “Tonalist”,
another bid for a triple crown winner was missed.
Nobody will ever see me at the race tracks rambling.
No matter how you look at it, it’s still considered gambling.
In the Maritimes, it is difficult
Especially, on the Bay
Where winds are carried.
The temperatures drop down, really low
Could swear, you're in the Arctic
Snow piles up too.
The brutal winter wind, stays close behind
Dressed up, like an Eskimo
You will beg for warmth.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.6/2007
Lo and behold, a marigold
Like nectar to sip, a bright tulip
No chill, just a thrill, a daffodil
Hold that perfect pose, M'ss Rose
When life has me down
When the world wears a frown
My garden sports a triple crown
Fragrance, color, God's grace
~ Sun-up to sundown
~ LIGHT AND JOY ~
You fill every part of my heart with a warm and sunny glow
I see the colors, the beauty, the contours and the depth
As the day approaches night, where life exists in my own rainbow
~ ALONE AND SCARED ~
When darkness falls, loneliness is like black waves
Each tear drop drips with a resounding echo
The sky is full of demons and you will become their slave
~ THE SECRET OF THE DARK ~
Heavens flames, and the kisses of the river's polluted waters
This experience is quite powerful for a human being
Without qualities, such as love and empathy, I'm the devil's daughter
06/01/2020
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Threesome Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
1st place in the contest
A Triple Limerick
About Harry
Written: by Tom Wright
8/6/2006
1
There once was a young man named Harry
Who had more money than he could carry?
His money he would not lend
Nor on frivolous things spend
Saying that job is for the girl I will marry
11
Then one-day Harry’s heart became broken
An engagement ring he offered as a token
I can’t accept she subtly said
For to another I’ll soon be wed
Harry left with his truck wheels “smokin”
111
He thought that this was surely his ending
His heart was broke in bad need of mending
So he bought a new Corvette
And now his ex was so upset
He had broken rule two regarding spending
Marks from the shroom exposed as you
Undress, I caress your
Silky thigh-way, blessed by the mess you
Have made. lay down boo and
Rest the night has reached it's crest.
Overtime I'll relieve your stress, I'm
Obsessed... your life with
Me is inevitable, give up on your protests..
Requests will be satisfied,
Embraced, we can pass any test
Discover this love, I'm undefeated in my conquest...
Mellifluous sounds impress, harmonious melody
Abstract through cyber chats.. Your
Requests assist the prince to show you bliss, come
Kiss this man, rub your hands upon his chest.
Sample his skin and leave a hickey on his breast...
Jared Pickett
5/29/2010
Asavvy1
The ebb and flow of your life is in a constant state of flux.
While the “meat and potatoes” of a soul are at its’ core,
these sublimations are kept hidden deep inside.
They’re always under cover and kept hidden deep inside,
roiling your life with a tidal action to a constant state of flux,
while the “nitty grittys” of a soul are at its’ core.
The concept of souls are at its’ core.
Although souls are kept hidden deep inside,
they percolate life to a constant state of flux.
Your life is in a constant state of flux because the soul is at its’ core, hidden deep inside.
For Andrea's contest
Example for Limerick Contest
Ghosts that coast, embody their trustful host
Leave no posts, they possess the host to roast
These disembodied souls
Are angry deranged ghouls
Bode snatching demons, one’s life they engross.
Halloween’s treat where they accomplish feat
Children sweet, want only candy to eat
May we all watch our children
Having no bewildering
Safeguarding thus our Halloweens so neat!
Hello! I’m beautiful and very sweet
Please gimme your candy snickers to eat
I am an angel’s sibling
I only want a nibbling
I only want a sweet, not ghoul’s mistreat!!
his
finger
was firmly
stuck in the hole
stopping Netherlands from going under
fact or is it fiction hope Mary* knows
little dutch boy
perceived haste
blocking
dyke
used
sense ...yet
did not know
finger in hole
would through history grow to greater lengths
* Mary Mapes Dodge The American Writer.
penned 8 July 2016
1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3,4 and 10 syllable count used
JACK'S SNOWMAN
It took three whole days
for Jack to build a snowman;
he's as tall and strong
THRILLED BY SNOW
They are thrilled and scream..
playing in the deep, fresh snow;
they cannot their mom
PONDERING MYSTERY
Heart, take a quick look:
isn't winter's glittering snow
so mysterious?
"Triple Helix from the Hip"
Triple helix
stanzas
strung together
like pearls
wisdom worn
and swallowed
like a pill
sweet and
bitter
they evolve
those others
from their bad dreams
like poetry
cradling their
purity in sentences
that speak their godliness
as if they
have done no wrong
shooting nonchalantly
from the hip
killing their nemesis
silently with dark strokes
like bullets
from guns, cowboys
toting innocence
they evolve
golden
and terrible
hissing as they hymn
like sleek green
reptilians
they take cheap shots
of triple helix like rum
they breathe it in
and expel it
like steam, lit
on fire
from
their sewers
of nowhere
some kind
of contesting
baptism, immersed in
garbage
if only they could
extinguish the lesser chord
that which exists within them
but they are
oblivious to the
nature of their true self
they’re pure
without fault
condensed and sweetened
disingenuous
glowing unicorns
with very loose horns
blown, as if they’ve never
done no wrong
listing remedies
from solitary minds
that sink their fangs
and glistening smiles
into the gormless
congregation
like rattlesnakes
strange medicine men
they portend
survival
against all odds
even
death
the unacknowledged
who don’t remember
where they sit
at any table
yet,
they'll write their
way in
they are necessary
the true lost,
they are a new evolution
dripping adulation
in baptismal fonts
of dopamine
marking their
poetic vanity
on humanity
like they
crushed a
slam dunk
on sanity
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
"they were human once"...
Ave!
You alone are the
Absolute and Almighty Authority
--Appoint and anoint us as agents
in your army against the antagonist
as he awaits his Avenger and the abyss
Alleluia!
You are our Advocate,
abiding, awe-inspiring, able, and appealing
--Admonish us again in our avarice,
abuse and anger
--Aid us also to abandon adultery, abortion,
apostasy, arrogance and anxiety.
Amen!
You are the Ancient of Days, the Alpha, Abba,
Adonai, Anointed One and the I AM.
--Accept the aroma of agape love arising in
the air as we act in one accord.
written March 28, 2019
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
Contest: ALLITERATION REGARDING RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD