Summer is turning into fall
leaves are changing colours
flowers begin a drying process
distributing seeds in crevices
hoping for a new growth
in the early spring
moisture had been sparse
so survival of seeds
depend on mother nature
the trees become heavy
laden with millions of seeds
waiting for a wind to blow
to distribute them far and wide
as the season slowly progresses
and winter is at the doorstep
the seedlings will have to wait
depending on spring rain
survival depends on the elements.
Man must live with enough, not
with the exorbitant...
We need to be happy
with the happiness of others
around us... thus,
we will live in peace...
But first of all, we need
to have the courage to live in peace!
Distributing is not impoverishing ourselves
materially to help
those who are wronged... doing that is a saintly thing...
we are not that good yet!
But giving, giving ourselves a little more,
is divine... EST MODUS IN REBUS!
As written before, even to do good,
one must have courage...
Returning, living with good principles
we will certainly evolve...
As the poet
Américo Falcão once wrote: "The way God
created things, even the frogs in the marsh
will be angels one day."
Let us be brave, let us distribute
let us give a little more... this is how
God likes and wants it!
Let us march towards this month,
With a sense of love and joy,
And then distribute cakes and almonds,
For our little ones to enjoy.
The warmth of sunshine,
The sweetness of Red-Wine,
The love for which we all pine,
March made all of them to me- Mine!
March reminds you of the warmth of hearts,
It brings your life to every form of Art,
It gives you a teary adieu as it becomes far,
And we make fool of each other with the upcoming April's time of war.
I know that life is a continuous fight,
Who can hear a quiet person might?
May today be a celebration for mankind,
I will distribute my poems left and right!
Let my poems flash like lightning slights,
Let it intensify as my inspiration strikes.
My thoughts are deeper than the sea,
I know it will never run out as lights!
I distribute my poems without pain,
Let my poems bring people to gain.
Even seven layers of heaven fit my chest,
What is a poem like a drop of rain?
Let my poems be food for the immortals,
Let it be a star when man seeks true and false.
Let be light which seen from afar,
To the country whose hopes are worse!
Come on!
Come and take fire from me double!
Take double fire and kill up trouble!
Without extinguishing the flame of my poem,
Take a fire on the future tower!
Arguing over time the Poem will fly,
It does not fade like a star in the sky.
Until the last man remains will be alive,
I will leave this world with a goodbye!
Tell them we are working hard
They will soon afford to buy rice
Show them our graphic evidence
Of rice pyramids. We are self-sufficient.
When they complain of hardship
Give them rice!
When there is rising unemployment
Add some more rice, I say
There's plenty of cassava too to eat.
If they plan to protest
And the workers want to strike
Pacify them with mudus of rice, right away
I know my people, they will shelve it.
All subsidies are gone forever
Taxes all around have come to stay
And when those rabble begin to grumble
Let the Custom open their stores
Of foreign rice to them. It tastes good!
My people are understanding
I have instructed them to tighten their belts
But if they questioned my extravagance
Give them state-sponsored rice
Sold at a subsidized rate.
Let them know we are truly empathic.
Not our fault about climate change
God knows why! We inherited banditry
Herders-farmers' clash, from our predecessors
But be assured when disaster strikes
Our response shall be swift
To distribute rice in camps of the IDPs!
Illuminations in the distant land
reveal the delicate desert rose
as she twinkles to show her worth.
And warmer days of yesteryear
blow balmy breezes speaking
love through nature's sounds
of buzzing bees and hummingbird wings,
while a melody of wooden pan flutes
with the tiniest tinkling of chimes
loft into the tepid Fall air to bask
in an array of colors amongst
the backdrop of an Arizona sunset.
Intermittent values of
magenta, violet, and indigo
paint the vast sky but only
when the moonbeam's dream
that the darkest of night will shine.
Then dawn breaks and a thin veneer
of tiny water droplets on blue juniper berries
glisten and dance while the stars tumbling
to Mother Earth distribute multifaceted
fragments reflective in a desert dream.
Life presents so many challenges every day
Explore all life has to offer what do you say
What can I do to make life better for all mankind
A good start would be to distribute all the love and happiness I can find
The anger that boils over on our planet is becoming impossible to bear
Eliminate the hate that is shown which creates even more despair
If we want this world to survive and be vibrant once more
It is up to every one of us to put our differences aside to bring a stop to constant wars
One person can not change the world but if we work together we certainly can
An example needs to come from our politicians as it seems getting along they can not understand
The word compromise might as well be eliminated from our lives as it continues to experience a deep decline
If we do not change our ways soon in a more positive way we are all going to be left behind
‘Hi ! Miss Floret ! Why are you in hurry ?’
‘ Oh , Dear ! Posy of flowers to carry.
Mom runs a flower shop.
My duty is to drop
flowers ! My days are bright and flowery .’
‘ So nice ! Whole day to be touched by flowers !’
‘ Yes Dear ! Upon me sweet smell to shower.
Flowers to distribute.
No problem absolute.
I am to deliver after school hours.
Also during holidays, extra bliss
My daily schedule I will never miss.
The full day to enjoy
offering love and joy.
Best gift for every being, her or his.
“Let’s fly together
I’m the pilot; you’re the stewardess…”
Such is articulated by my special child!
Thus, we soar beyond clouds
inside his wheelchair-turned space craft.
Devoid of wings, there we zoom
toward the stars
enthralled by celestial bodies
midst triumphant glee.
Exploring freedom with zest
we bow gratefully to God
praising Him midst miracles
acknowledging His specialization
for impossibilities*...
Concluding our journey
we meet angels of sweet kindness
ready to distribute heavenly goodies
for well-wishers in the orphanage.
*Luke 1:37 For with God nothing shall be impossible.
February 25, 2024
3rd place, "Fantasy" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Chetta Achara; judged on 2/27/2024
Each fold recalls our first thirteen territories—
The first for the soldier’s life and those they defend.
The second for their hopes of heavenly glories,
And the third fold for when their life comes to an end.
The fourth fold for man’s weakness and God’s guiding hand,
And the fifth is for the country we pay tribute.
The sixth fold for our pledge in united we stand,
And the seventh for the soldiers we distribute.
The eighth fold tells us freedom comes at an expense,
As the ninth reminds us that women are brave too.
The tenth fold is for the father of our defense,
And the eleventh recalls three Gods from Hebrew.
The twelfth fold represents the Holy Trinity,
And the last for trust in God for eternity.
© 2023
The noddy land
Reality is more than we see in an everyday happening
It stretches further into another dimension we call dreams
but are vital in living life.
What my ghostwriter tries to say is: dreams come true.
I was back in the valley where I used to live and was
greeted by old friends who only appear in dreams
asked me where I had been; if I told they would think
I was dreaming and looked alarmed; has he gone ga, ga.
Footwear is a must in the valley, which is free of cars
I had been the shoemaker making shoes for the ball
and clogs for everyday use when walking on streets
of cobblestone in the valley’s little town.
In this valley, only those who do practical work are
leaders, who get to vote, say, the tillers of the soil
and the men and women who make the food edible
distribute sustenance and feed the people soundly.
The people in my valley are peaceful and friendly
go to bed early, follow the pattern of the climate
this also makes them dull; when I’m well rested
return to the turbulence of earthly days and love.
SPREADING HAPPINESS
Spreading happiness is root of civilization.
Peerless pearly passion to initiate happiness.
Rapture rolls in making people cheerful.
Enjoy best spreading happiness.
Amazing soothing serene sublime sensation.
Devoting, dedicating to distribute happiness considering as duty.
Intense desire and attempt for others to feel happy.
Noblest approach of humanity.
Great means to be happy bringing happiness for others.
Holy heart hankers to help others.
Angelic approach to see smiling face of others.
Prime quality of human nature .
Pure pristine emotion.
Ingenious urge not mere compassion.
Never indulging selfishness.
Enabling persons to overcome grief.
Selflessness is first step to spread happiness.
Supreme satisfaction in making people happy.
03\26\23
Spreading Happiness
Second place.
Contest by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Truth Be Known Set the Tone
we shall set the tone
when the whole truth had been known
which will be my own
Became Border Recorder
became recorder
while with my son and daughter
living on border
Cars Crashing and Lights Flashing
two cars were crashing
while the lights had been flashing
police started trashing
Did Distribute Each Attribute
we did distribute
our allowance and attribute
looking cute in suit
Do Share and Spare Independence
have so much to spare
independence did declare
should be sure to share
Russia Revealing China Caught Stealing
they hurt our feelings
China had been caught steeling
Russia was revealing
Tense Made Sense and Consequence
body became tense
which always did make much sense
stiffness consequence
Agree Debris in China Should Still Be
we always agree
balloon become falling debris
in China should still be
James Thesarious Precarious
Hilarious Horn Haiku
I know this might sound kind of wrong
But I am making up a ditty of a cute little song
About how hedgehog loves his smelly patchouli bong
How can I distribute it to this hippie throng?
Hedgehog is a private guy, I said.
You might be messing with his head.
I would write a song about myself instead.
Maybe about how you keep overfed.
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