toiletries arranged by the sink
toothbrush green, powder in pink
cylinders, tins, glass bottles too
make up, soaps and comb of blue
most of it is used every day
except a red pig made of clay
paraphernalia in its place
husband defers with sweet grace
Sometimes at night, in the soft twilight
when the full moon hangs low in the sky
I’ll hear your voice sing, from long ago
and listen before its tune takes flight.
As I shiver with the fading thought
of seasons missed since you have been gone
this heart of mine is still intertwined
to the essence of your pure love song.
Come to me now, through darkness of night
though pall of death has snatched you away
let me fall into your warm embrace
surround me again in light of day.
When frost of winter defers to spring
and dewdrops have shed their morning tears
I cross verdant hillsides to meet you
with flowers to mark the passing years.
As birds trill songs near your quiet grave
I’ll sing with you in heaven someday.
Written on 6/29/2022
monarch a mystic
marches among marigolds
sun defers to moon
Stimulating her Emperor's savage
Aquisece defers demand of regal constraint
Furtive festivities provide passage
Into fecund gracing gait Autocracy ordained
Retreat from mastering insatiable masses
His thought voiding thaumaturge
Covers strident intellectual with molasses
Cater of paramour calms nerves
Unwound by compassionate exorbitance
Momentarily vulnerable assailant
Commits their heirs eventual inheritance
Renewed seasons abide nascent
Provisional Yazmin is his cleansing ocean
Advances invigorating strategy
Frequent fruitful visits denote her chosen
Monarchical surrender, sanctity
5th December
- Fertility -
(wily winding vines climbing collate grapes)
Six years after the atomic bomb
Plunked down in Hiroshima
Tearing people into pieces
Dali was still losing sleep over it
He begins to collect strips and struts
Developing a surreal idea of what he is about
Collects arrowheads, wire, bits of bone.
Defers from his usual style
Puts together Raphaelesque Head Exploding
A tiny canvas with a large message
Showing his disdain for atomic bombs
And the barbaric aftermaths
guitar strings broken
drum pierced and deflated
harpsichord pawned
a moth ridden curtain stuck midway
chords hang silently in quiet retreat
audience retired with petty applause
the show must go on without crowds
sotto voce all that remains
cradles crescendo’s refrain
tunes into a lonely requiem
the music has fallen long ago
notes gather dust on the sheet
usher a melody of resilience
defy the ticket collector’s flight
a poet is birthed into voice
mutes the noise in his mind
a bit sore from his message
stands alone on the soapbox
orchestrates memory’s chime
soothes the fountain of words
defers his premature epitaph
17th May 2020
Moon defers to sun, stars fade into oblivion
Diamond dew glistens in the perky green grass
Sense spirit blessing the yard, completing bliss
Coffee on the veranda, a bit of a chocolate chip cookie
Life is twinkling, waking up, sharing a chilly morning
March is on the march, no pun intended.
Faerie titters heard faintly amid the daffodils.
A cardinal swoops down to get a cookie crumb.
Written 3-23-2019
Contest: Late March 2019
Sponsor: Brian Strand
CAPTAIN MAR-VELL
Alien Kree race
Soldier warrior
A spy
Yet humble
Defers a rumble
Done his native Kree warrior
Military uniform
To sometime protect earthlings
Found of treason for protecting humans
Humanity
Kree's government found him guilty
Later paired molecules with Rick Jones
Temporary logged in the negative zone
Captain Mar-vell
absorbs solar energy
Protector of the Universe
Captain Mar-vell
Whom earthen identity was Walter Larsen
Psionic energy being
was formally equip with mega bands and uni-beams
Emitting beams of pure blackness
And controlling magnetism this new hero
CAPTAIN MARVEL
2/5/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
fickle crickets:
serenading sirens
of retreat, as chartreuse digits
creep dark alley swamps;
hanging jungle themes invade
quiet dens perpetuated by
creation’s wet glory...croaking:
ancestral tales of grandeur.
mammal sigils:
evoking tootling
trespassers of environmental legacy;
nature redeeming medicines
sustaining miracles of light...EPA
earth.provides.assistance:
yet mankind defers pollution-free
toxic-free lakes of life.
scatter kingdom:
encroaching breaths spew
poisonous darts of entitlement
never biblically enforced;
gather eggs of free-will, lay deep
in vined elegance towering
beneath second-heaven despisers
of extant species.
Each religion has its own ideology
Its own house of worship
It has its own dialect,
It is bounded by
its own rites and rituals
Its own drama and myth
It has its own justice system
Its distinct way of atonement
Its own unique style,
It is partial and onerous,
It promises heaven in afterlife
but creates living hell on earth.
It demands total obedience,
Total reverence
It defers explanation
It defies reasoning
It professes eternal life
and exacts strict wages;
Each religion has its own
interpretation of God
Each has a special pathway to heaven
Each designates dire caveat for hell.
Love, on the other hand, is free,
Free of all nuisances
Free of all boundaries
Free of all rites and rituals
Free of all race and creed,
It speaks with the eyes
Listens with the heart,
It only seeks soul mates,
It is universal
It encompasses all
and excludes none.
Love is but Love;
Love just happens,
There’s no beginning
And once began
there’s no ending.
True Love is omnipotent
It is omniscient
It is omnipresent.
~Religion and/or Philosophy contest by Kai Michael Newmann
It's time to get the tinsel down
and put the Christmas wreaths away.
Bright decorations I so love
must not stay up another day.
So many feasts, behind us now,
were smorgasbords of great delight.
The cards, the shiny bags and bows
will soon be packed and out of sight.
I'm always in a somber mood
when I take down the Christmas tree,
when carols start to fade away,
when no more lovely lights I see.
*************************
My mood turns hopeful every time
old calendar defers to new.
Post-Christmas doldrums start to fade.
It's time to bid the old adieu.
The challenges and holidays,
the tears and laughter of the year
will take their place as memories;
new opportunities are here.
I pray in twenty twenty-two
the Lord will take this plague away,
heal broken hearts, increase our hope,
and walk beside us every day.
Placed 6th in Skat A's Christmas or New Year's Poetry Contest
January 13, 2016
December 31, 2020
entered in the 2020 to 2021 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mohan Chutani
January 2, 2022
entered in Brian Strand's contest 1045
Love forever Faithful
Beautiful like the deep ocean
heals from illusion,
saves from seduction
to have interaction .
strong as mountain
which leads to fountain,
wakes to admire
in the time of despair.
rests in the green
for all to be seen,
what matters for been
is what defers in teen.
goes on like the sky
forever in high,
This love lives forever
to the end however.
by Esther J
Love forever Faithful
Beautiful like the deep ocean
heals from illusion,
saves from seduction
to have interaction.
Strong as mountain
which leads to fountain,
wakes to admire
in the time of despair.
Rests in the green
for all to be seen,
what matters for been
is what defers in teen.
Goes on like the sky
forever in high,
This love lives forever
to the end however.
by Esther J
Dark cumulous clouds contain
the filtered sunlight in a strange
monochromatic sunrise
where birds seen in silhouette
seem to think they can sing color
into this this grey day.
Mountains defined by stark dark shapes
fade into the distance as if swallowed
by fog's mysterious whiteout.
I feel encapsulated, as if inside of
a black and white photograph
that only defers to shades of grey.
© Connie Marcum Wong
March 8, 2015
Back Black and white film photography
Poetry Contest Sponsor Giorgio A. V.
Languages so many spoken by we species
We interpret more than said and also unsaid
Words really matter but to an extent
Those who do not say still do comprehend.
We are engrossed to hear what satisfies us
Fill our bellies with dose for self- pride and power
Undermine the weak and lower most of time
Replace it with our own most liked lines.
Senses we blessed with are used to all extent
Those who can’t speak still do express
Reading depends on the mind of reader
How he defers and takes things together.
Life is but life be it mankind or in jungle
All have right to survive their imagination
Words go deep but thoughts deeper
Real Power to imagine and express with few
Be it animals or mighty Humans.
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