gem curvative dares jeweller
raw in form frequencies utter
each face fractal superlative —
dares jeweller gem curvative
sees she bright pendant perspective
each face fractal superlative ~
blow torch on the precious stone see
bright pendant perspective sees she
agree ! rapture names her trade's game
design is to lure one of fame —
timeless elegance captures fee
her trade's game name rapture, agree !
an heirloom gleans this gem to be
timeless elegance captures fee
jeweller's unmatched finesse see
this gem to be an heirloom, glean …
prestige struts proudly,
pothole tickles-oil giggles,
mechanic claps bills.
she held her head high
moved with elegance and grace
nurtured calm in her heart
her specialty ~ the tea ceremony
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
grace and elegance
in such a tiny package
~ gifted with wings
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
She danced with feline grace.
Swept the dance floor with such elegance.
She mesmerized like an enchantress.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
ELEGANCE OF TRADITION
In regal colors, with culture there I'm at par,
Draped in blue, like a shining star,
A crown of fila upon me, eleke on my neck
Beads as embroidery, victory at my call & beck.
There I sit like a king, calm and bright,
The Yoruba heritage sparkles in my sight
As I sit like a winner that I was born to be,
Taking what's rightfully mine forcefully.
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©?13th March 2026.
Artistic tendencies hard to suppress.
Finding and creating beauty on a whim.
An eye for graceful elegance.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
Fancy gowns and jeweled baubles
The age of dancing shoes and glamour
Grand ballrooms at full capacity
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Tiptoe the finest, fine twine, needle-eyed thread
and a glitzy sequined clasp, tiny
tweezer-tie it finger-tip fast with a nuanced knot -
my, my, the pedantic perfection of the master jeweller.
I have the servile subtlety of thick thumbs,
all clumbsy carpals, my fudging finesse
better suited to a beanie'd stevedore, loud lugging
heavy-haired harbour rope to ship-secure
a brutish lump in the line.
Tongue tied up, spun on my own silver yarn
like a crystal jeweller, giddy with champagne giggles,
dizzy on a spinning chandelier high strung from the pressed ceiling.
Oh non, pas moi! Mine is more an oiled elegance,
heavy handed, ham-fisted like a scabby wharf rat,
chased and unchaste.
Dextrous in the strangest ways -
gutsy and glamourous,
ours is a nuanced life of grunting grime
with the briefest flashes of bedazzled dance.
Like a lone flower
in the silence of still air—
a graceful young girl,
modest in her quiet glow,
unseen by the insecure.
orchid blooms skirting
elegance high on a stick
~ vanity rainbow
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
My heart pleads, and I know not how to proceed,
You shine just like phosphorus in outer space~
As Venus’ nebula that draws eyes with speed,
A celestial reign of elegance and grace.
In my mind, your love has always come with fame;
Your stars still brighten, needing no lunar peek.
With a lilt not lost in hubbub’s show of shame,
A space-born sight that many still deem mystique.
When problems produce a cascade of sorrow,
That slithers down faces as streams of warm tears,
Leaving serpentine trails beyond our morrow,
We still share our love—with purity and cheers.
A vase,
simple, elegant
smooth symmetrical,
with only one side, surface
no inside nor outside, only in between
a narrow neck extends up from the bulb
twists back on itself to meld back into the vessel
with no perceptible seam, join or mark at the intersection
moving over its surface tracing, seemingly left and right, is not feasible
the vase, no flower bears, it holds no air, no water, only nothingness
no rim divides the in from out, no wall circles roundabout
a trace becomes an endless loop circling back on itself
with no start nor end, no curve, swerve or bend
the design is for eyes-only to perceive
for hands and touch get lost
slip off and drift away
in the vacuous
hollowness
of Klein
design
today i bought
a small bouquet
six long stems
of tender buds
in vivid blue
as luck
would have it
the day before
i'd bought a tall
and slender vase
never thinking
the two were
destined for
each other
the bouquet
slid into the vase
like it was
meant to be
a rare elegance
i'd rarely seen
so here we are
in awe
admiring
six irises
in their
graceful
ballerina
pose
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
more gracious than royalty
she glided through the park
her hair up in a chignon
her shoulders bare
beneath that lucky parasol
AP: 3rd place 2025
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