Hold on, keep on
One step, one more time
Push forward, pull away
Eyes open, on the finish line.
Little princess in satin shoes and dress
Curtain rises as she makes her debut,
Important attendees are me and you
She has been afraid of making a mess
Dancing across stage’s apron finesse,
To a rousing applause in ev'ry pew
Little princess in satin.
Tomorrow her troupe will be in the press
I’m certain she’ll receive a top review
She’s already got an award or two,
She continues to blossom, what progress!
Little princess in satin.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written October 12, 2022
Rondine - 10 syllables per line
checked by PS Syllable Counter
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Submitted to "Rousing Rondine" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Jeff Kyser
Ssip your
Shine
If you wanna
Don't let it
Be ah dirtyglass
Make you
Do things you
Don't wanna
Gulping cold ones
Down to fast
Sip the shine if
You wanna
Drink it
From a fluted glass
There is a thyme for
Everything
Opps for everyone
Don't act seasoned
When your weak as
Water
F*cling up
Acting dumb
When she's wild
And wants attention
Changing lyrics to
Your songs
Your feebled minded
Bickering
Will have everything
You do as wrong
Put the broom
Back in the corner
Shower and make the
Bed
She be out there fixing
Breakfast
Not listen to ah word
You said
Sip your whiskey with
Your coffee
Don't take that boot
Off the fence
Remember it ain't so
Complicated
Just remember who
Your with
Debut of a Butterfly
Winged adults lay eggs on leaves.
Larvae glued on leaf- lamina to thrive and survive.
Later Caterpillar crawls out.
Ugly black creature with thorny spikes all along.
Caterpillar grows rapid chewing foliage!
Pupa or chrysalis confined in cosy cocoon
went on metamorphosis.
.
What a surprise beyond surmise !
Skin of pupa splits exhibiting adult insect
. with folded wings yet wet
letting to dry up and getting strong.
Then flies off in air flapping, fluttering wings.
It is a free frolic beautiful butterfly.
starting flight for the rest of life.
No chewing but sucking nectar
from flowers.
06/04/22
September 4th, 1957 was Ford’s “E-Day”.
Ford had hyped up propaganda for their Edsel for a year.
The consumers were in a frenzy to buy one.
Edsel was overpriced, poorly made, and it was a recession.
The car’s grille was enormous, because it was vertical.
The critics said it looked silly, and the consumers believed them.
Eighteen versions of the Ford Edsel were unheard of at that time.
This program cost Ford Company two hundred and fifty million dollars.
A 1957 Edsel in good shape today could cost around $47,000.
Back in the day the versions with all the bells and whistles were $4700.
So if you have one, you might be able to recoup your loss.
But you still might hear people make fun of the silly grill.
For this new
year's debut,
we turn to
next in queue,
twenty-two.
A blank slate
sure sounds great,
I can't wait
to ice skate
and lose weight.
(Mini-Monoverse)
01/03/2022
What's New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Alone in the dark, walking around in slow-motion,
Avoiding certain parts of town, suppressing the memories,
Ignoring the promises, forgetting the feelings;
But is it possible to recover from that beginning?
Reconnection, a yearning for a relapse,
Starting anew, becoming better,
Growing for him, maturing from the past;
But maybe this could be a new beginning?
Simple hi’s in the hall, waving during passing,
Trying not to be as overbearing as before,
Hoping its as special to him as it is to her;
But should she try to reignite the spark from the beginning?
Rumors arise, pictures float around,
Pretty as she passes, a smile that lights up any room,
Nicest girl to walk the earth, caring and kind;
But didn’t he say he wouldn’t start another beginning?
The break told to be temporary,
Lies arise, new forms of betrayal strike,
Heartbreaking news hit harder than before,
This wasn’t supposed to end with a new beginning...
She showed up at rehearsal
Ready for her stage debut.
She said her name with a smile
And broccoli bits.
Surrendering fronds spread as
songbirds inspiration alights,
A wide-eyed newborn coos to
outer wonder in dressed whites.
Some children whispers in ears
while playing, swing set in motion,
as bundled toddlers climb aloft,
pushed in thorough devotion.
Carpets of cool colors change midst
breaths of frost wind of cold creams,
Blown visions drift, hugged smiles
of red faces in castaway dreams.
Snow angels and Frosty, sprinkles
warmth to their adoring fans,
As all grasp enjoyments structuring
their creative iced plans.
2019 September 10
A hundred times too many,
I'd done it before.
Only thing is that :
I couldn't take any more.
I was always told that ,
"Pride comes before the fall."
I couldn't even go on .
Let alone stand tall so I could fall.
Now my destiny's linked to the stars,
But its not astronomical.
Unlike others:
I'm propelled forward by the pain and scars.
Long ago my life stopped being logical.
My outlook on life's no longer lackadaisical.
I was a child of light before,
But I got hit by wave after wave,
Of darkness !
While I stood on this shore.
That's when the idea flickered to life,
Then Died !
"It's time to join what's drowning me,"
"For sure"
I am now a fraction of what I was before.
It's not the true me...
Or so I was told
Human intuition told me,
"Make fire when it's cold"
So I enkindled dreams and ambition to drive me
To get rid of the me of old
Now I shuffle through the shadows .
I'm a shade-shrouded silhouette of my true being.
I don't know how I've pushed on this long,
As time tediously ticked on !
When Winter's grip eases,
Spring sends tepid breezes;
but water still freezes
and storms renew.
On hearing birds singing
and Easter bells ringing,
icicles stopped clinging;
and winds withdrew.
A snowman melts away
as Spring marks its doomsday;
and pools by the walkway
bid it adieu.
Amidst rivers flooding,
pussy willows budding
and prairie grouse thudding;
it's Spring's debut.
As the green leaves unfold,
it's a sight to behold
poised upon Spring's threshold;
life starts anew.
high coup
haiku
Chomolungma's fame
sherpas' legendary strength-
beware the dead zone
Although you've been crying
over failed dreams dying;
your heart is still trying
to start anew.
You let him walk away
to his utter dismay;
he's a phantom cliché
you'll not pursue.
Happiness was fleeting
now your heart is bleeding;
once he's caught cheating,
love can't redo.
Forever thoughts frighten:
anxieties heighten
and defenses tighten;
as tears ensue.
You feel you're all alone
confronting the unknown
within the Twilight Zone;
but that's not true.
Someday, you will restart
your search for a sweetheart;
and witness doubt depart
on Love's debut.
The trilling birds are on the wing.
The blooms are lovely; skies are blue.
The breeze exudes a unique zing.
Springtime has made its grand debut.
The young and young-at-heart will sing
of love, and some will say “I do.”
It’s here—sweet, long-awaited spring.
The season’s grandeur, now pursue.
February 19, 2018, entered in Brian Strand's Standard Contest 70
Sir Leonard Hutton famous for cricket
Idolized him yet we played in the snicket
His bat willow three springs and all
Ours a joke no umpire to call
Yet did dream of 'Lords' having took a wicket.
© Harry J Horsman 2015
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