What looked above like solid ground
was chosen as a building site.
A sinkhole brought the building down
It fell as one decayed by blight.
Likewise, in life, sinkholes appear
and wreck the plans that we have laid
destroying that which we hold dear
and causing our daydreams to fade.
It could be news about a spouse
caught in a secret love affair
that does love’s flaming fire dowse
and proves to be your future’s snare.
A disease found in routine tests
that threatens life with certain death
and sows distress within your breast
fostering fear with every breath.
The wealth lost when the market crashed
turning stock gains to stinging pain
life’s hope of ease, suddenly dashed
the victim of a sinkhole vein.
A career-ending firing
shaking the lifestyle you have built,
When Wall Street is not hiring,
This sinkhole makes your good life tilt.
Life’s sinkholes suddenly appear
with no rhyme and without reason
So, be prepared, keep your mind clear
prepped to live in every season.
To survive life’s scary sinkholes
you must build on solid bedrock.
Choose Jesus Christ, the only sure link
In the sinkhole He’ll be your rock.
Helel: "In accordance with awe, shall we not wet the beaks of the impounded and open the golden maw?"
Kate: "Come and find the firestone broke the cradle and the heath is afeather, I shall but sprung like a promise to weather."
Lucifer: "Is the gloomy stake left with feet adjoined for a door, the promise is ancient, the antique is so pourn."
Aurora: "Timidity like timely strikes the ground flashed across the weathered hetherseconds like amber on the fritz. "
Uraeal: "I copiously decline the stooping ingate of a plan, like vespers cross dark circles and racoon city is old and planned."
RK: "So fearsome but tired the wolf, hell is rolled up and death has rolled over."
DR Dragon: "angsty pray for the weary let Zeus now dowse next and inspect the coral city."
Zeus: "In videographic cards there are other games, let wicked things while I ask them to say."
PW 1: *Has returned, tires of the usual stroll and begins towards the old stones.*
arophc varuag: "Tip back the gamed throngs like milling wet eaves that parlay for soon songs."
The Forbidden one: *Has returned, ushers forth to find the fray this here and now*
---End of act II---
bedazzled by jewels
beguiled by the gem of you~
diamond eternal
as fake gold duals
alloys mix unbanding two~
with flames infernal
tears drowning in pools
blinders tunnel, love eschews~
so notes my journal
Love is
Surrounded by Monarch butterflies,
on migration
A tingling in your gut
does not defy
A warmness flutters inside
When flowers perfume
When you are near
You feel the same, I shall assume
Love hurts
When rubies now rhinestones,
dullen, sullen
Diamonds now glass,
cutting deep
Pollen smothers,
I swallow my sorrows
My bleeding heart
Let’s stay together
Dowse the drought
Better a diamond with a flaw
than a pebble without
Lilith, you're a beauty, so brave and bold
Every strand of your hair is gold
Your mystery is like the night
Great men want to hold you tight
You're a myth from the ancient time
From you, born the first of crime
You were there since first creation
You live both in truth and fiction
You're the envy of many women
You're the fall down of many men
For, your beauty, so divine
Is twice the daze in dowse of wine
I couldn't forget your charm
I wouldn't mind if you'd do me harm
I could bear the world with you
You're the one that puts me through
Lilith Poetry Contest
3rd place
Fire blazes the forest
Scorched birds fly away to build new nest
Ashes settle in seared history to dowse and rest.
Anger burns the mind
Brazen thoughts flare to find revenge blind
Serene sanity makes singed senses calm and kind.
The Knight was knit on a knockout night.
A batch of bare bears within blissful sight.
Right rowed rode on rigorous royal insight.
Whither or wither, writ warned of a worn write.
Douse the drip and dowse to drum up dew.
Alas allowed the altar rite to alter aloud knew.
Wax warmer upon waves of aqua blue.
Caught in the caudle caudal circuit of one or two.
Halting hair like an idol, idle as a hush hare.
Hearsay's hollows handle heinous and flare.
Can a sane person seine in a water glare?
I fear that a note knob rejects the nob affair.
Leaches of joy leech open or open-free.
I will not feign the fane's favor as a feint fee.
Dazes detained the deal to droop a drupe as a flea.
If a blast blows a blue home, it finds a way to flee.
Written: October 09, 2022
Homophone Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Hat Bueckert
Stream of errant emotion spurts out of your mind,
scathing currents erode the brittle banks.
The mistaken course pervades unrelentably,
and drowns deep the pieces of my broken heart.
If compassion could change the aberrant channel,
within contours of forgiveness I’d embrace you.
You’d find ahead a turning meander for the soul
that would flow to the placid bay of bliss.
You stoke the contrived fire of betrayal,
consuming the canopy of verdant longing.
The flame rages uncontrollably untamed,
and burns the flowers together we'd bloomed.
If tolerance could dowse the deviant fire,
I’d shower divine rains of forgiveness on you.
You’d find silver lining around melting clouds,
and we'll walk life to the realm of rainbow.
For God bestows mercy on mortal sinners,
to err is human; to forgive, divine.
(Inspired by : "To err is human; to forgive, divine" - Alexander Pope.)
February 7, 2020
Contest : Famous Poetic Lines 2
Sponsor : Silent One
May 17, 2020
Contest : Brian's Choice H
Sponsor : Brian Strand
We built a flammable house.
Put smoke detectors in.
Then called the fire department
to save what we had in.
Then cashed in our insurance
to buy another house.
And filled it up again
with things we'll have to dowse.
Angry eyes spray the rising flames of raging fire
Caustic words prick, the blare of voice doesn’t tire
Hapless relationship worn in grip of distress burn
Dismay drives the mind away, it doesn’t return.
If remorse could dowse the fire, make cold tear
Scorched heart drenched, the smoke would clear
Love regained, with tear it would blend in the eyes
With the ashes in the wind a new mind would rise.
October 12, 2017.
Unclosed eyes spew anger stern
Unstoked smokeless fire of the wild
Unclasped lost togetherness burns
Uncleaned ashes cover soiled mind.
Fiery disdain the bloody eyes spray
Scary voice threatens harsh to hurt
Flowery attachments wilt in disarray
Wary heart sinks and splits apart.
Remorse could melt mind to tear
Dowse the fire in the burning eyes
Bruise healed mind would reappear
Wise and from ashes it would rise.
The fire burns the forest
The scorched birds fly away to build new nests
The sky descends dancing to join the smoking fest
The ashes settle in blazed history to dowse and rest.
The anger burns the mind
The brazen thoughts run to find revenge blind
The soul ascends pouncing to blow soothing wind
The serene sanity makes singed senses calm and kind.
They stood poised to rise like sons
A collective of kindred spirits to wars
From this squadron pose they chose
They rose to face their foes
Arise like thorns from bulbs arose
Thrust their blades into their souls
Of war cries and the songs of idols
Their fears worn like sculls on spears
Prayers like a kite to the heavens
Courage like feathers to the winds
Crows poke at their startled eyes
Disappear with their gaze like a haze
Fake alliances and poor strategies froze
In this battle defeat is reward for the skeletons
To dowse forever their ignited fuse
Refuse their mummies escape from the killing fields
To amaze the masses arrested in the maze
Kaizer shooting instructions like fireballs
The enemy retaliates by clipping our feathers
The Glamour boys simply regroup their wings
Alone candle light in the abyss of darkness
Yet words are woven in creations of your smile,
The sweetest words are those not said intense timeless
When in your embrace one melts to your unique style.
Your flame renewed kindle in sweet resurrection
Emerald eyes that glow in lust of perfection,
Can but dowse puritan thoughts with insurrection
Rebellion is kindled in this new affection
Fires of passion the candle lit the abyss
To burn forever more in the flame of true love
To melt in your arms with the promise of a kiss
The iron hand now firmly in the velvet glove
Love like this has never before been given birth
My life my love this is your awakened loving worth
Collaboration Between © Mandy Tams & ©Harry J Horsman 29/04/2013
A lone candle light in the abyss of darkness
Yet words are woven in creations of your smile,
The sweetest words are those not said intense timeless
When in your embrace one melts to your unique style.
Your flame renewed kindle in sweet resurrection
Emerald eyes that glow in lust of perfection,
Can but dowse puritan thoughts with insurrection
Rebellion is kindled in this new affection
Fires of passion the candle lit the abyss
To burn forever more in the flame of true love
To melt in your arms with the promise of a kiss
The iron hand now firmly in the velvet glove
Love like this has never before been given birth
My life my love this is your awakened loving worth
© Harry J Horsman & Mandy Tams 2013
I lived a life of sorrow and pain
No rest for the weak, no hope of gain
A trapped soul and broken heart
A lack of love from the start
A spark of hope hastily smothered
A glimpse of light quickly covered
No choice in life but to cower in fear
Forced to sit and drown in my tears
"Don't make a sound and don't talk back
Do what you're told. Don't give us flack!"
I sink deeper in a pit of despair
I cry inside, "this isn't fair!"
Then water couldn't dowse, sand couldn't smother
A certain spark of truth in another
When the truth came out and the culprit was caught
We finally let go of the lies we were taught
I escaped a life of lies and deceit
Now it's up to me to stand on my feet
Now I start over... let go of the past
A new life is mine... the old, outcast
Now I smile as joy floods my soul
I know happiness now and my life feels whole
I've let go of my past. It's over and done
But my future is bright like the shinning sun
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