The painting-The Garden of Earthly Delights
the painter- Hieronymus Bosch
This three paneled painting depicts
the mind and heart of human morality
on the weighted scales measured through time
where the magnitude of spiritual justice lies in the halls of temptations
from The Garden of Earthly Delights that overwhelm
the soul's sense of passionate desires from illusions
of enchanted pleasure that is all consuming
as dreams of The Garden of Eden haunt the dreams and wishes
of a long-forgotten paradise that echo in the silent tomorrows
when the head is bowed in prayer seeking amnesty
for the sin of spiritual abandonment that lies between Heaven and Hell
yet, for those whose sins cannot be absolved
their souls will dwell in a pit of perpetual depraved darkness
dripping evil from their tortured flesh, tortured
by the clinging claws of their pain-filled sins
EARTHLY DREAMS
antiquity
habitual
preserved
naturally
depicted
in
traced
traditions
transient
alluring
processes
of
naive
sentimental
similar
guise
of
revivalist
interest
One day our earthly struggles will be over
Round raindrops rinse and rumble
Clouds roll in, they start to tumble
The heavens turn grey, it starts to cry
An earthly baptism from the open sky
The making of children,
the forgotten son.
The heart is barren,
like a setting sun.
Presence of the stars,
the spread of mankind.
The search for a God,
and the Great Divine.
Press on to the future,
a paradise found.
When the night has ended,
and the Moon is bound!
Perfume
of sandal wood
hangs in the autumn air,
warm, sweet, rich, creamy and earthly
fragrance.
Earth is round
Earth is shifting
Shifting north
Shifting South
South points on a compass
South, where people live
Live and free
Live with diversity
Diversity is everywhere
Diversity is beautiful
Beautiful is colorful
Beautiful is an array of colors
Colors all around us
Colors of the rainbow
Rainbows are a peaceful deflection
Rainbows are our planet’s reflection
Reflection of the old
Reflection of the new
New ideas of being helpful
New ways to welcome peace
Peace in the East
Peace in the West
West winds blow
West, we now know
Know is knowledge
Know till we read
Read our history
Read to learn
Learn to succeed
Learn to celebrate
Celebrate our differences
Celebrate our existence
Existence is unique to everyone
Existence is what makes us who we are
Are we here
Are we there
There you are
There is someone who cares
Cares to be bold
Cares to unfold
Unfold nature’s desire
Unfold the power of the Creator who never gets tired
Tired, we go into a deep sleep
Tired and dreaming, we greet
Greet the old
Greet the young
Young and old, we will forever roam
Young and we work
Work…
Roam…
nature to human
exploring relationships -
human to nature
Pastoral
Spring arrives on queue
Verdant colours warm the soul –
Wonders of nature
Pictures
Turner et al paint
Landscapes of life are then housed –
Framed for reflection
Impact
Then human advance
Nature abused through the ages –
How is this progress?
Downhill
Sustenance lessens
So life withers on the vine –
Mankind declining
Ending
Far away planet
First signs of life have begun –
We wasted our chance
Gazing the bright constellation in dark skies,
I asked my lover, would you like to be black hole lover?
We will spun into each other’s night—
Two collapsing stars caught in afterglow;
Your eyes, event horizons pulling me tight,
Where my soul folds deeper than light can go.
I whispered into your dark design,
“I’ll free-fall into your cosmic roar,”
Your warmth erupted in the void’s decline,
And in that collapse, we became something more.
She gasped and wondered, will it be a Romeo and Juliet love?
In black hole love, we lose our names and existence,
God has given us one-time precious life to live,
Kiss me, hug me, love me, I will be yours forever more,
Trust each other, shed our egos, become one together,
In this earthly love, our souls will merge and will be happy forever..
the midnight hour for me
is somewhat magical and mystical
the moon in all its phases
exudes character and charm
when a mellow hush falls and hovers
the mood lands starry-eyed mysterious
there reigns an enigmatic fascination
with the esoteric world where
what’s spiritual comes to life
and the sky’s veil in its obscurity
blushes with transcendence
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
earth sleeps
back toward sun
dreaming of vanities
dew sparks that vanish as heart turns
to God
Eight Place Winner: Brian Strand-A Feb 2025 Posted Poem-2/10/25
Earthly Blossom of Four Season
…
Wind blows through the tree.
Leaves fell, and it felt free.
But amidst the branches at glee,
A single flower remained at its degree.
Cold air whispered through the night.
All grounds are covered in white.
As the flower stood tall and bright,
a beacon of color in the moonlight.
Feeling the heat of the sun,
Warmth spread my gaze at the flower, the only one.
Stood tall with grace and done,
The only beauty I can only gaze at has begun.
The blossom of a new flower,
Yet, you are the only flower in my tower.
Your vibrant petals dance in the breeze with power.
The only flower I will ever gaze at in every shower.
Four seasons have passed.
but your beauty continues to last.
Through winter's frost and summer's blast, your petals remain unsurpassed.
Each day, I am reminded of your grace as I watch you bloom in this sacred space.
Whispers in the outback
It takes a non-tactile
Connection to hear them
At night
Calling from the dark
I go looking
But
Cannot find them
They mock me
The living
One day
Or be it night
You will join us
To peer
Upon the living
To goad them
Their earthly troubles
Their earthy desires
Of these plains
We admire
And wonder
In a world
You seek
But
Cannot find
What drives
the human heart
to chase and grasp
at fleeting high
living lives of shallow praise?
It’s a shame
the lies they tell
to carve a path
cheating to fill the void
disobeying to master a craft.
But when the day is done
and their name is called
they leave empty-handed
weighed down by thoughts
with not even a car
to keep them company
on the long, lonely road away.
Part II – The Night fall
The night came alive with the brightened city lights,
The drinks flow and all was sparkly and bright
But as the clock crept to mid night, the lights dim and die
Soon it was dark and empty with just few stars shining up in the sky
My heart was numb, and I found my self alone and cold
Thoughts flooded – Am I fool to restart and just imposing to be bold.
Somewhere in this night, a fire fly crossed my path,
Made me feel its warmth and let love from my heart unearth
I thought it would be my friend and wait till it is dawn
But even before the night turned its darkest it was gone
Now the dark night looms over my head,
I am trying to be patient and asleep in my bed
All I prayer now is for this long bitter cold and dark night to end
Forever grateful to all the warmth and light , the new day will trend
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