I smiled when the betrayal came
Across your face, the leering burst
As quickly as I said her name
Coldly, knowing she's not the first
You wooed me, once, with your sweet talk
But now you speak of chains and locks
Acerbic tears hollowed my trust
Our love lost in castles of rust
She's not the first; I coldly smiled
When the betrayal came, knowing
Her name, I said as quickly as
The leering burst across your face
So be free - once I take my due
She's welcome to what's left of you
9/28/20
"Charonnet" contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Champing The Seasons
A March spring rose like December,
pale shadows meet, by my shutter,
blues screech, that I brooded over,
... my gist be faint, cause a clutter.
As seasons shift their daily quest,
recurrent graduate the stressed,
the day soon proves to modify,
this challenge is met, up go I.
Like December, pale shadows meet,
by my shutter, a March spring rose,
--that I brooded . . . over, my gist . . .,
be faint, cause a clutter, blues screech.
Capricious seasons my journey,
groove the best exact a tourney.
2020 September 28
*2nd Place*
Charonnet
~~charles messina
ii Ivy and Yew Sculpture Garden ii - CT
I smiled when fir boughs hid from view
Live floral statues in mystery
With teasing eyes to see their clues
In topiary forms set free.
With ancient sculptors hand and eye
Spirals born – laurel stars shine shy
Fox and hounds racing on the lawn
While ivy hearts wink at the dawn.
Castle walls made of angel vine
Garlands entwined in sweet yew
Privet Cheshire grins with top hats
Marching pyramids playing chess.
I smiled when ivy boats sailed by
On garden paths where magic lies.
9-27-20
Dedicated to Ladew Gardens in Lewes, MD
I smiled when I’ve gone for a drink
Sitting on a couch for some tunes
I smiled when I’d no time to think
Because of last-minute fortunes
Pity I had no time to greet
The gleaming bright light on your teeth
My sight was never left behind
By the guest with her child in mind
I smiled when you’ve watched me perform
I smiled when you’ve killed these perils
I smiled when you’ve read my profile
I smiled when you’ve kept me in peace
Therefore, I have no dark regrets
Of playing those grateful poets
I smiled when you gave me a rose
How many more would come my way?
I do not know, God only knows,
Why people are so kind today?
When I was alive, no one cared,
Some ignored me, some simply stared,
Now that I'm gone, all are crying,
Will that bring me back from dying?
When you gave me a rose, I smiled
my way...how many more would come?
God only knows, I do not know
today...why people are so kind?
Spread smiles, send flowers when we live,
What'll I do now with what you give?
09.25.2020
For Charles Messina's "Charonnet" poetry contest
Note to Sponsor: Sorry, I did not quite understand the directions for the third quatrain part, so this is now revised for the contest and hopefully done the correct way! Also revised some of the beginning part.(revised again Sept. 23)
I smiled when we lay by a brook
beneath an oak. There was sweet shade.
You gave me an endearing look -
so pleasure-sated from love made
there on the grass like carpet lush
with buttercups and trim of brush.
We watched the brook that murmured past,
which recently had rippled fast!
There was sweet shade beneath an oak.
I smiled when by a brook we lay,
from love made -so pleasure-sated.
An endearing look you gave me.
Since kissing stones along its way,
that brook, with us, now sparkling lay.
Sept. 21, 2020
For Charles Messina's Charonnet Poetry Contest
I smiled when you got cross with me
From my room you had whipped away
I knew your calm face I’d soon see
I didn’t trail you on your own way.
In journey on contours of life
Crossed garden paths and tracks of strife
Lost closeness in brief times gloomy
Found ourselves afresh, you and me.
You got cross with me, from my room
You had whipped away, I smiled when
You on your own way, I didn’t trail
Your calm face I’d soon see, I knew.
That was how I wished to see you
Return to me always anew.
September 18, 2020
Syllable count : 8 each line
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Charonnet
Sponsor : Charles Messina
I smiled when I saw the poets
each blessed with a magical seed
Some were lyric and some stoic
each shared a hunger that we feed
Straight from their heart with quill and ink
power with words, they made me think
Some were cryptic and some were bleak
others sad, and caused tears to leak
When I saw the poets, I smiled
a magical seed, each blessed with
Some stoic, some were lyric and
a hunger that we feed, each shared
Talent is joint within this group
Nourished and fed from sharing soup
September 14, 2020
Charonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
I smiled when the birds sang for me,
a sweet chirp, chirp song with delight;
just so blissful in the high tree,
though a loud wind blew- they sang bright.
The Fall leaves were slowly drifting,
oh, love when nature is shifting;
I like to gather colored leaves.
oh dear- some are stuck in the eaves.
The birds sang for me when I smiled,
with delight a sweet chirp chirp song;
in a high tree just so blissful,
they sang bright- though a loud wind blew.
I adore a stroll in the rain;
but a torrent is just a pain!
________________________
September 9, 2020
Poetry/Sonnet/Charonnet/A Stroll in the Rain
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1284-492-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, Charonnet
sponsor, Charles Messina
Third Place
I smiled when she said that he died.
She was a mean woman, no soul.
Refused to show inside I cried.
So being stoic was my goal.
She told some other people too.
Confidential? She had no clue.
I knew my grandfather loved me.
Imagined now that he could see.
I saw him in heaven laughing.
He despised pompous people too.
Grandma with him I imagined.
Bad-news-bearer had lost power.
Grandpa said to me that night too
Grandma and I are proud of you.
Written 9-9-2020
Contest: Charonnet
Contest: Charles Messina
I smiled when orange sun bursts peered,
They blush for purple iris leafs,
Us spring tide heart flames so revered,
Like robin red breasts perched on eaves
Cosmic arcs harvest moonlight spread,
Leafy woodland suburbs green shed,
Garden mazes gold mint spiked trail,
Scented frosts plough a snow drop veil
When orange sun bursts peered they blush,
For purple iris leafs I smiled,
So revered like robin red breasts,
Perched on eaves us spring tide heart flames
Fountains spray with ice tip sprinkles,
Seven wonders dash in twinkles.
Poem created : 9 September 2020
Contest : Charonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Charles Messina
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Syllables Per Line: 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8
Total # Syllables: 112
I smiled when beguiled by glowing
inside an orb of golden light
From heaven, music seemed to flow
Sweet ambrosial songs in the night
Then, there sparked a magical flare
that formed a wreath upon my hair
I danced as stardust fell from high
and Angels chanted in the sky
When in the night, ambrosial songs
seemed to flow; music from heaven,
I smiled, beguiled by sweet golden
light, glowing inside of an orb.
My heart beat like a timpani
Played in celestial symphony
September 9, 2020
Charonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Charlie Messina
I smiled when snowy petals fell,
So cold and wet against my eye.
The frost of age — its spellbound knell.
My waning wake; it’s densely spry.
My age old tongue catches the drift.
Soft wrap, about my arms, a gift.
Fresh scent, a lift — newborn adorned.
The clefts, where light does land, forewarned.
When I smiled, snowy petals fell
Against my eye, so cold and wet.
The spellbound knell, its frost of age,
It’s densely spry, my waning wake.
My wobbly knees snowspent,* they cry
To gentle Lord before I die.
9/3/2020
Contest - Charonnet
Sponsor - Charles Messina
8 syllables per line - howmanysyllables.com
*snowspent - my word - drained of energy, and falling
I smiled when I woke from my dreams
Vanquished is the dark tormentor
My dreamscape has refreshed, it seems
And the nightmares cannot enter
From Native American brave
To a mystery woman’s grave
In past-life regressions, I’ve learned
Not to be overly concerned
When I woke from my dreams, I smiled
The dark tormentor is vanquished
It seems my dreamscape has refreshed
No entry now for the nightmares
And those things I’m learning right now
Will help in the future somehow
*September 3, 2020
For Charlie Messina’s Charonnet Poetry Contest
I smiled, when I went to school first,
And I cried and bloomed a riddle;
Kids asked if it was for my thirst,
But I gazed when girls did giggle.
I smiled for I wanted to learn,
And I cried for I had a burn,
And our teacher rushed to the scene;
I yelled, when she did my burn clean.
First, I went to a school and cried,
And I smiled when riddle I bloomed;
I gazed if it was for my kids,
But when I did giggle, girls asked.
A few know this lovelier tale,
And they oft' tell, and kids all hail.
Syllable Count: 8 syllables in each line (Ref. howmanysyllable.com)
Rhyming scheme: ABAB / CCDD / EFGH / II
*A 3rd Place* in the following contest (judged on Oct. 13, 2020)
Sept. 3, 2020
Charonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
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