As a God-spark, mirroring His heartbeat,
my essence dwells in the cave of my heart,
where bliss refrains unendingly repeat,
etched in the vast void, as a work of art.
Prismatic refractions adorn the sky,
quite the same as a rainbow in full view,
effervescence of love that makes hearts sigh,
yet which can be savoured by but a few.
Childlike innocence alone holds the key,
to turn my heart’s lock, opening the gate,
transformed as a mist, those souls who are free,
must effuse pure love as they levitate.
My secret I share for those who can pair ~
Shining as love, light and bliss, self-aware
the brain may be quick or it may be slow
it’s like a car allotted for our use
we dwell in our heart, vibrant and aglow
wherefrom bliss mists continue to effuse
from our auric field, ego’s been cut loose
awakening mind of heart, one with God
to pulsations of love, we give our nod
we have been asked to police
contest entries for plagiarism
relying on unproven software
sponsors are expected to comply
to make judging somewhat fair
perhaps we need to introspect
why are contests floated at all
is it not to cajole poets to connect
sharing hearts musings intimate
that all be in their ink bliss flecked
is our story merely borrowed glory
how low has fallen our self-esteem
let’s be authentic, honest and bold
we each are unique in our own way
effuse soul’s emotes in hues of gold
Look not at form but soul within
All that is, is God’s light
Cave of heart’s open, go therein
Feel heightened bliss delight
Know there is no ‘other’
Each soul is our brother
Blessed by Divine Mother
Effuse love warm
Look not at form
" ...betrayal begins with trust."
~ Quote_ Phish
Our trust presupposes expectation,
based on a script, being but delusion,
which is the root cause of our frustration;
betrayal plunging mind in confusion.
Love that’s true seeks no reciprocation
and so the fault line is egoic longing,
which over time becomes our fixation;
seeking somehow a sense of belonging.
If we accept all beings as they are,
recognising we’re but actors on stage,
we’ll always shine like a luminous star,
radiating bliss like a tranquil sage.
Let not betrayal, diminish souls light ~
May we effuse love by day and by night
22-May-2023
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Writing Challenge - B Quotes - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Drawn into a war that was not our choice,
we’re compelled to play the cards as they fall,
for although we wish all speak in one voice,
if swords need to be drawn as of fate's call,
aligned with righteousness, we must stand tall.
Thus playing out our life role, as ordained,
following path of truth, our soul's unstained
but we yet wish it did not come to this,
since love in our heart is deeply ingrained,
thus in midst of battle, we effuse bliss.
03-November-2022
Apathy’s paralyzation,
Iridescent indignation,
Steely eyed, grim concentration,
Ebullient, effuse elation,
Scheming klepto pilferation,
And dysphoric ideation
Drugs for every situation
Prescription proliferation
Pharmacological nation
Where’s my pills? Where in tarnation?
A breeze is nice, but my advice
When temperatures are soaring
Is get inside where you can hide
And cooler air is pouring.
I guarantee that with A/C
Your mood will be improving
And you can do the normal things
Like standing up and moving.
For when I get a coat of sweat
I’m cranky and I’m sluggish.
An A/C blast will get me past
To where I’m almost smuggish.
When people name what they acclaim’s
The number one invention,
It’s cars or planes or P.C. brains
But what they rarely mention
Is B.T.U.’s, so I’ll effuse
On how they help with cooling.
Without A/C, well, woe is me!
(And really, I’m not fooling!)
In a box in the closet,
Beneath lots of shoes,
Was a bundle of greeting cards;
All did effuse
With good wishes, congrats
And excitement galore
For the birth of a baby
A short time before.
I read every card;
Some had names I don’t know
For they all had been written
A long time ago.
That baby, my son,
Now has kids of his own.
At 38 years,
He’s officially grown.
No need to hold on
To these links to the past.
I took a deep breath
And I ditched them at last.
May a month when trees display their many tones and hues
Adorned in their best all new and fresh; trees dressed to impress
Cloaked in many shades of green like emerald, lime or chartreuse
May a month when trees display their many tones and hues
So many shades of green are seen of emerald I effuse
Vivid like the precious stone emerald green can stand alone
May a month when trees display their many tones and hues
Adorned in their best all new and fresh; trees dressed to impress
Written 7th May 2019
Contest: Celebrate May with a Triolet
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Contest Strand Pick 6
Sponsor Brian Strand
HONORABLE MENTION
Oh little Meadow Pipit
So sweetly do you sing,
Unbridled joy and happiness
Effuse your warbling.
High above the moor you dance
Rapturous in flight,
Oh little Meadow Pipit
How you so delight.
To listen to your joyous song
Just fills my heart with glee.
Oh little Meadow Pipit,
Please sing once more for me.
Sleep.. indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
Sol’s flare is stars' disguise dawn till dusk’s reprise,
peach awe-inspired skies effuse juice sunrise,
east, grapefruit pink lies - lemon slice rhapsodize.
Pastel wash replies to Zephyrus sighs,
morning glory highs yield to afternoon’s surprise..
wings golden butterfly's, squires sun clockwise,
ruddy west implies cocktail hour’s devise,
sunlight’s demise creeps in blueberry dyes,
plum, mango fraternize as prim-rose chastise.
Sunset complies sending signal-light fireflies,
Wake! indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
tantalize poets to romanticize.
Susan Ashley
August 17, 2017
~ First Place ~
Contest: Your Best Monorhyme
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Rhymes checked at (RY) rhymer.com
All today I had the blues
Because I listened to the news,
Learning Iowans did choose
Not Trump or Rubio, but Cruz.
This candidate does not amuse.
His cockiness just seems to ooze
From all his pores and in reviews,
His own Grand Party can’t enthuse.
It seems he likes to put the screws
On fellow pols, who can’t excuse
The vitriol he likes to use
When his agenda he pursues.
In the end, I must effuse –
Oh, Mr. Cruz, I hope you lose!
The contradiction of the rager
So youthfully endowed with unpleasantries
Of a child-man high in cumulus clouds
Stratospheres of anger that rain
Down like spoiled fruit
Falling from the rotten vine
Futures of grandeur, illusions of manhood
Snuffed out by his own created prison
Keep on poor unloved wretch
Held too little in drunken mothers’ bosom
Does this pain, the soulful pain, so selfish
Have bad dreams, can’t walk away
From a life being destroyed
While looked upon by passer-byes
In awe of intelligible language
Lack of tangible mind
Showing deep-seeded ignorance
God’s forgotten creature
Does man, woman or angels cry
For such a broken psyche
We coax you to depart
Back to the toxic womb you were bore
I effuse my delicate sensibilities
With my ears shattered by the jagged
Plaintive noise that I can bear no more
OCULDESTINATE
The esoteric cabal
A sinister secret
To illuminate or to fall
Effuse the real or the counterfeit
To notice it at all
Illusory uncloaked
UNVEIL
DISSEMBLEVile concealment
Conspirators provoked
Imposters fail to ressemble
False pretense fall flagrant
Historical hoax
Macabre Jokes
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