How speedy yet sweet the swift
how slow and sleepy the sloth
how creepy crawly the caterpillar
metamorphosing into a moth
how flutters by the butterfly
how groaning grumbly the grouse
how caterwauly the cat
wailing at night outside the house
how snips when shears the snipe
how doggedly dogs the dog
how hops skips and jumps
the tadpole now a frog
how kicks and bucks the mule
shucks how dodges the duck
that's the lot it's all I've got
there's no more so you're in luck
old Senator Bramlin trips
truth dodges his tongue when he quips
promises fall from his lips
A baby is born
His hair is shorn…
Off to school
Learns the rules…
Gradates college
The army he dodges…
Gets married, buys a house
Raises a family with his spouse...
Grows old, less and less bold
His tent at last he folds…
Nowhere is mentioned service
That’s what makes me nervous
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Earl struts the sidewalk like a duke,
one eye on crumbs, one on the sky.
His empire: awnings, fire escapes,
the scattered largesse of mankind.
He dodges bikes with practiced grace,
a feathered diplomat of haste.
No coop could hold him—Earl’s too wise.
He knows the cost of open skies.
The city’s his. You’re just a guest.
Watch your fries. I do not jest.
Once I was wandering in my backyard to scan the previously latent place,
The ongoing search was for a rare herb blessed with divine grace.
My senses compelled me to go each step forward in slow but steady pace,
That place was so silent and latent that something unknown was creeping in solace.
A Sudden break of silence with hissing sounds grips the entire space,
Oh! An elegant black cobra fighting with a clever cat in the nature's palace.
Looked like a routine work to be performed by two super flexy guys without suffering,
The situation is evenly poised where no one is voluntarily retreating.
The snake stood tall and dare to look into the fiery eyes of the stranger and clever cat.
The valiant cat with quick reflexes carefully dodges the poisonous with tit for tat.
I reacted and disrupted this endless dwell as my delicate herb was suffocating,
Finally both the agressive creatures left the place with a deep and divine briefing.
In days of old
Those poets bold
Would peek at
A thesaurus
When slyly shamed
Sadly exclaimed
They did it so the words
Won’t bore us
And yet it seems
The best of schemes
Is viewed by some
As witchery
Yet those who do
Are tired too
Of listening to
Such .itchery
A stemless blueberry
Eyes the slope of the bowl
Dodges the hurried spoon
A tidal flow of milk
Frustrates his attempts
Catching a wave
He rides its curl
Rolls onto the tabletop
Milky fingers clutch at it
A stalking spoon
Flips it into the air
A moment of freedom
The warmth of a dog’s tongue
Human being calls himself wisest man upon earth,
But for solving his problem sits on uranium hearth.
Human being calls himself faithful man upon earth,
But dodges all natural friends to enjoy selfish mirth.
Human being calls himself benevolent upon earth,
Declares To fulfill his greed whole universe his wealth.
Human being calls himself noble man upon earth,
He kills other creatures to keep fulfilled his dearth.
Human being calls himself God fearing upon earth,
But makes efforts to assimilate God in his net worth.
The day passes, an idle hitchhiker,
Thumb half-heartedly protruding
A posture half begging, half daring
Go ahead… seize the day
Good luck with that challenge
For daylight slips through the fingers
Craftily dodges with shadowy stealth
All attempts to control it, confine it
A few minutes in a crowded Starbucks
A cold compress of iced coffee
A mindless “atta boy, go get ‘em”
From a high school drop-out Barrister
Another “rope-a-dope” meeting
Stay on your feet, they’ll stop talking soon
How did it come to this
You were once a contender
Another ten round draw
Everyone seems happy
You didn’t embarrass anyone
Rematch tomorrow...8AM
Written: January 05, 2023
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As a river beckons
and brittle stripes
of soaring reeds swell,
with a faint breeze
and a sturdy hedge,
the ebb and flow
of a loving swarm,
who humbly trickle
on an emerald ledge,
my spirit quivers
at sight of your hasty
adrift in vehemence,
full of enthusiasm,
fledgling, foolish scent.
aerial zephyrs are said,
to breathe a divine dream
upon receiving,
award of merit.
Can you pinpoint
every detail in
a seamless swerve
swaying stygian splits
in crystalline water
convey radiance
or a wispy, hazy veil
wrapped in gnomes
rhythm,
dance and chant
as twigs protrude
from swaying rims,
suave souls supplied
a haven while time invades
wrests wonted words
as sapphire scrap.
epitome of sighs.
It's time for seraphic zeal
in gauzy garments
and lunar anguish,
beseeching you with
a supple, soft cuddle
to bestow her boon,
pureness excites her.
to the brink of rapture,
leading lips to quiver
she merely dodges it,
as her grasp seeks to yield
a tender kiss, and
a loving curl of her lips.
5th place contest winner
You are not a man that lies
God of Abraham
You are not a man that changes his mind
God of Elijah and Elisha
You are not a man that dodges crisis
God of Shedrach Meschac and Abednego
You have no beginning nor ending
You are God of yesterday Today and forever
I put all my trust in you
Woe betide any one
Who invests his trust in
A mere mortal that has a beginning
And a determinate end
All you said you would do
You have done them for me
Cause you are a covenant keeping God
At whose command the universe was created
Destiny, a flicker in your eye,
Dances, dodges, passes by,
A shadow fleeting, sly, withdrawn,
A whispered secret ere the dawn.
Yet as you breathe and gently pause,
It reappears in vibrant hues,
A mesmerizing, swirling show,
Vanishing like melting snow.
A play of light, persistent, clear,
Silent, humming in your ear,
In daily whirls and restless haste,
Destiny dims, a memory erased,
Yet in the quiet, calm reprieve,
It pirouettes, forever free.
With shut eyes, a breath apart,
Destiny glimmers, ignites the heart,
A radiant, dazzling display,
Never lost, just led astray.
Attend, and let it not grow faint,
Embrace the dance, no restraint,
For destiny lingers, waits to be,
Unlocked by hearts that set it free.
quick brown urban fox
dodges howling hounds from hell
crossing motorway
Rufus is a Bad Captain,
Who hides behind Good Curtain:
Others could supervise
But not for Troublesome Vice,
Nice words for Matrimony,
None helps its harmony;
For hours readily speaks
But no treasured point leaks...
Hopes to men ginger forward,
Yet dodges talks of Reward;
Every fresh year, a New Age
Still opens not A New Page
Instantaneous is the time to live,
That's why I don't have time not to live...
Life flows through pores, fingers, hands, feet.
with my feet I run, with my head I invent new formulas... alive
to reinvent, I try to retain time
of life, but it quickly always changes and so...always dodges.... !
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