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Premium Member Moon Goddess

Soft moonlight catches the eye
A luminous orb in the sky
A beacon both for you and I
Shadowed briefly as clouds pass by

Cratered deep on polar sides
Reflecting sunshine as it glides
Circling nights on cosmic rides
And affecting the ocean's tides

Sometimes bright and sometimes dull
Crescent, half, or completely full
With shades of ivory and steel wool
Held in check by gravity's pull

This goddess born from astral fires
A song erupts from Heaven's choirs
Poets write of mortal desires
And all the romance it inspires

Shine On Me

Shine on me 
Showcase me 
Embrace me 
Encase me 
Risk your life to save me
Envelop me 
Face-to-face me
Fix your gaze on me
Examine me 
Taste every bite of me 
Skin-on-skin with me 
Lay waste to me
Disparagingly disgrace me
Inflame me
Incinerate me to ash
Hide the Remainder
To wear in a vial in your pocket later.

Enmesh me until you 
Outer-erase me
Eat the flesh on me
Don’t stop until
You’re completely full
And wanting more
If you’re hungry 
Or thirsty
I’m always 
Here for You.
Always.

The Fiddler and the Frog

Sugar water
Coughed
No worm inside.
Frogs bellies are completely full.
Children ask for more.
Fiddle around some more.
Brushing off the tail.
Sweet slumber of heavy rain.
Sweet rain drips and drops.
Sugar water.




2-3-23, contest by Craig Cornish.


Premium Member Not the Grandson

Here they come again to open up my door
To stare at my innards, to pick and choose.
Take the carrots! I yell. Take the tomatoes.
I know they are going to get moldy and smelly.
Why don’t they ever choose the vegetables?
Why do they buy them?
Are they trying to impress the other shoppers?
My freezer is completely full.
Open the freezer! I think, wanting to drop something hard on their toes.
Oh, no! 
It is the grandson.
He likes standing inside me, swinging on my door.
Not the grandson! I yell. But no one hears me.
I cringe as my door opens.

Premium Member Apache

APACHE

His name was Apache
His eyes were so bright
He was completely full of joy
Hopping, jumping, dancing
Taking naps on top of me
Happiness, love, to fill the universe
Playing with home-made toys
Always excited to see each one
He warbled like a bird when he was held
He filled my heart so quickly
Like he knew me, before we met
He was a smart Guinea Pig
Squeaking from across the house,
When he knew I was cutting his food
He had a special ramp that I made
He would wait for his treats put on that
He always knew everything I would do
He was only 7 months old when he got sick
An ear infection spread, ending up untreatable
The light bulb of joy went out in my house
An emptiness that I cannot explain
There are other things that I cannot say,
But I wish that I had one more day
My writing area was near his play pen
When he left, my muse went with him
It will be a while to feel it again
It will be a while for my heart to mend
There is no answer for his leaving so young
There are always questions in life,
Left unanswered in some empty place that makes no sense
And we are expected to move on without knowing

Heidi Sands

9/26/22

On My Walk

The basin in the water fountain
Was completely full
With water and with pigeons,
Drawn there by a hot day’s pull.

I watched the birds all splashing,
Beaks and feathers soaking wet,
As they cooled themselves from mugginess,
Which isn’t over yet.

Nearby, a man played trumpet;
He was learning, that was clear,
Though the pigeons didn’t let
His muted bellows interfere.


Premium Member Sparkling Creation

In this beautiful dawn
On snow covered lawn
Light pink, gray, blue and white
Swirled all around, above me in my sight
A sky of pastel colors, completely full, encircled me
As I stood in the snow, amazed at what I could see
Some clouds with bright lining, defined on backdrop of blue
Strokes of gray and pink, covered east to west, this morning is new
A full sparkling creation welcomed the beginning of this precious day
The soft sky painted a door of entry to lighten my thoughts on my way

Heidi Sands

12/18/19

Premium Member Stories and Rocks

I collect rocks, a favorite thing to do
One beach in Maine is completely full
I could sit for hours, sorting them through
These smooth rocks, the tide does pull
Some with designs, I cover with clear finish
I collect them, other places I go
Then they shine upon my every wish
Now so many, where memories flow
Some are painted, with scenes as well
A simple thing can mean this much
They all come with a special story to tell

Heidi Sands

10/2/19

Early Morning Awakens

I sit in tranquility adorned about like a warm cape
            Drink in the serenity until my heart is completely full
         In nature’s beauty I feel the lush living landscape
     In such a rich world I can never resist it’s outside pull

     A dozy dawn arrives generous with trilling bird sound
         As the sun rises above to warm all the little chilly spaces
              And mist tangles mountains to keep them earthbound
                   Mellow tangerine glow wisps around clouds pink faces

                   The trees plump with raindrops, glisten with diamond stars
              Against the azure blue of morn my sleepy eyes waken
         From high sits my window to see the view like a bazaar
     Full of days first beginnings to be sipped not forsaken 


written 9-21-2019
San Pedro, Guatemala
copy right protected

Premium Member Inflictus Poeticus

I'm so completely full of rhyme
like a bad case of acne
I'm oozing all the time
forever poems are brewing
as awe and words combine
like a bad ass rash
burning something quite sublime





circa 2006

A Hug For You

A hug for you, should you accept
with arms held out to view.
To squeeze my way around your waist
and hold as others do.

To feel your warmth inside and out
as speechless as I feel.
And hold my breath to keep it going
should that make it more real.

I must let go to growing weak.
Your hug completely full.
Releasing you has brought me comfort
that each of us must pull.

And now to smile and break away.
My love for you apart.
To memorize our being joined,
in each of us a heart.

Show You the Way

Show You the Way

Isle of Man much history it is full of
Has often been called island of love
No matter where on or is your stance
Island is completely full of romance.

In between everywhere is well situated
When there will be enormously elated
If on enchanted island either close or far
Pretty people an added plus they all are.

God, great becoming island did make
So perfect and never made a mistake
Even if off course or may be astray
To Isle of Man God will show you the way.

Spiritual Path

One Way is right and one way is wrong
One way has Light where the other can only long
Yet this one narrow road leads in two separate ways
But either will be sowed by all of your earthly days

For one side is of love and the other filled with affliction
For the Glory of God is above below there is none
Creator of the universe and ever so powerful
Where the devil is perverse and completely full of bull

So as you journey along take a good look about
Check out what you see if you are still in any doubt
For where are you going and who you are expecting to see
Is reflected in what you are showing but don’t take it from me

For as a mirror does not lie so it is with your soul
As the devil will always try tempting those easiest to cajole
But in learning what you found and shunning satan’s advance
He won’t stick around if you stick to this stance

A Ripe Peach

This morning's succulent pregnancy
holds infinite possibilities of a 5 am kind--
ones that tickle the fancy
before ten thousand thoughts rush in.

Be embraced by the unspeakable
that tells all, says all, and more.

Be held in a thimble, completely full,
yet, never runs dry;
heavy, yet light to bear;
gold-embossed,
as grace's sweet tongue licks her lips.

Everything is gratitude and understanding--
at the deepest levels.
Just ask a ripe peach.

The Soul of Beauty

The Soul Of Beauty

It was night & I turned off the light,
I was off to bed & leaned my head.

I heared a knocking sound,	
It made me to look around.

Hey,that's from the l'le jewellery kit,
which drove my sight towards it.

My eyes were opened wide,
When I opened & stared at it's side.

With the l'le steps & fairy dress
came out a LILLIPUT.
Oh my God! It was cute...

She owns a husky voice,
And height equals my finger size.

She shone more than the day,
That no words can describe her way.

Taking her in my palm,I nuzzled,
She looked so calm & was puzzled.

I crowned her with my diamond ring,
"Thanks buddy" uttered this lovely wording.

Gave a pinch of bread as her meal,
It made her l'le belly completely full.

She leaned on my finger tips,
And kissed with her rosy lips.

I loved the LILLI very much,
And pleased with her tender touch.

I could hear a ringing tone,
Huh! Its the alarm from my mobile phone.

Oops!! Now its morning,
How crazy,I was just dreaming.

I wished it were all true,
My dear LILLI, I really love you.

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