Insurrection hearings are here
Over 20 million viewers
Hoping indictments will appear
For all of the evil-doers.
Government coup
What can we do?
Waiting for action for a year
Riots, liars, MAGA spewers.
Give them their due, and shed not a tear;
Prosecute all the wrongdoers.
Jail him post-haste
Trump, piece of waste.
Jun 13, 2022
Posie Poetry Contest, sponsored by Emilie Pinet
I hope this is the beginning of my life.
To move away from the duties of a wife.
Every day was a new experience to me.
I didn't bother about what I should actually see.
I am happy to be alone in this world.
After being silent and almost hurled.
Though I was not prepared for all this.
Now I know everything is as simple as it is.
The first step towards my freedom is attained.
It is the result of my sight regained.
I am not a perfect person as the world think.
Everything that I have could leave me in a blink.
I would definitely like to explore without strife.
I hope this is the beginning of my life.
Orphan sonnet contest
Emilie Pinet
History written in pencil is easily erased,
but crayon is forever. Emilie Autumn
THE MODEL
staged and statuesque
the model upon his desk
he takes liberty
for granted, shoves her to side
she falls off with his pencil
2/12/2022
Home
Children laugh and play
Pop, pop, the popcorn is ready
Waaa, waaa baby needs her bottle
Bark, bark the puppy needs to go outside
Click, click, click daddy works on the computer
Sizzle, sizzle, pop, pop mommy is cooking dinner
Bam, bam, bam brother plays the drums
Tip, tap, whirl sister is practicing a dance
The leaves rustle outside in the backyard
Ho hum, mommy yawns, it’s time for bed
Thump, brother falls on his knees to pray
Shhhh, quiet now my child it’s time to sleep
Muah a goodnight kiss for all the children
ZZZZZZ the family is all snug in their beds
10/19/2021
Written for Onomatopoeia Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emilie Pinet
When I say “I can’t take anymore.”
It’s really quite a shame
That doesn’t mean I’ll shut the door
It’s become a losing game
No one here is keeping score
To know you is to love you
To hold you is a need
My mind floods with memories of you
Making my heart bleed
There is no one above you
I don’t want to isolate you
Lock you up at home
Or make those people hate you
They do that on their own
Their image can't create you
People claim to be your friend
Yet, they long to see your sorrow
If ever our love should end
They’d have all of you tomorrow
It’s on you that they depend
10/13/2021
Written for Quintain (Sicilian) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emilie Pinet
Mother, you’ve been gone for twelve months
I write poems upon your desk
The house looks different, you wouldn’t like it
Now I know why you worked and worked to keep it in order
I comprehend why you polished the silver
I believe the dishes should be put up every night
I see why we shouldn’t bring food to our rooms
Mother, we miss you terribly, we love you so
I sit in the living room, I write upon your desk
The couch smells like your perfume
The pictures rest in the closet, I don’t know why
Mother, your voice rings out on the second floor
Now I know why we tidied our rooms in the mornings
I comprehend why schoolwork comes first
I find myself being just like you “pick up your clothes”,” feed the dog”
Mother, how I wish I told you I loved you more often
The house looks different, you wouldn’t like it
Now I know why you worked and worked to keep us in order
Mother, you’ve been gone for so long
I write poems upon your desk
It feels like you’re right here
06/10/2021
Written for Lipogram Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emilie Pinet
(no letter a)
Forgive your shortcomings, seize the day
Go for the true happiness that you seek
Count stars at night, indulge yourself, and write
Work efficiently then take time to play
Love with all your heart and expect nothing
Compromise but don’t let your morals sway
Take time to feel raindrops and taste the snow
Sculpt a masterpiece, your life is the clay
Be sure to think about the words you speak
Indulge yourself and write, count stars at night
Smile if things are tough, it will be okay
05/01/2021
Written for A new Abracadabra Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emilie Pinet
It is just before dawn
On the first day of summer
There is a hint of Lavender in the air
The blades of grass emit a Chartreuse hue
The yellow moon fades as a Coral sun emerges in the distance
“Good morning my love”
She opens a Tangerine and places the dark orange skin on the grass
“Baby, I’m eating fruit.”
“I am here having breakfast with you.”
She speaks to him just like he were next to her
“Do you like my Saffron-colored dress?”
“I got it for summer.”
“I know you hate my toenails, yes Crimson is a little dark for me
Struggling to fight the tears she focuses on the colors around her
Lemon Daffodils surround the trees, Lilac leaves adorn the shrubs
and Watermelon roses line the walkways
“I am placing some Aquamarine stones here my love.”
“These light green stones stand for courage and protection”
Her skin tingles and she feels he is there
They are together...Peace
04/05/2021
Written for Changing Colors Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emilie Pinet
Happy birthday, dear Emilie,
A phrase compares two unlike things;
The author's use of simile
Is good as what the sentence brings.
Topic: Birthday of Emilie F. Garcia (March 23)
A silk gown long and white
The veil covered her face
Heeled shoes of pearls and lace
Hands gripped the flowers tight
She’d falter not this night
She walked with poise and grace
A black suit stained with tears
Her fingers through his hair
She touched his skin with care
Was approached by her peers
Confirming her worst fears
Her heart could feel him there
In death as was in life
They were husband and wife
03/12/2021
Written for HexSonnetta Poetry Contest
Sponsor Emilie Pinet
Joyous Noel
Splendorous with foil
Foiling the weather,
Birds fluffing feathers,
Joyous Noel
Keeping warm with kindness,
Strong with pine scents
Trees sparkling white, contents
Joyous Noel!
Let none be voiceless
Voicing all of this churr,
A gently stirred whirr.
(Rhyme)
Dec. 17, 2020
Winter Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emilie Pinet
I fail to understand how lies are built
I fail to comprehend how tongues twist words
Preparing lies is holding the hilt
And stab many selfless saints from their herds
Staying under the quilt leads to pure guilt
I fail to understand how life has no truth
I fail to comprehend how there’s no fair play
Keeping a mouth shut is breaking a healthy tooth.
Might as well give birth to a bloke with speech delay
Reality is not the blessed kissing booth
Truth is taking a vaccine to be immune
From the virus of mischief, silence and pain
Truth is singing notes constantly in tune
While lying is singing off key with high gain
Therefore, all these lies must end real soon
Quintain (Sicilian) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emilie Pinet
Date: 3/12/2020
Looking at the stars at night,
Feeling like this moment isn’t right,
Not without you by my side.
Our reality was thought to be true,
But you’re gone and I’m left with this feeling of blue.
So lets go out and go for a ride.
I know the love we shared was real,
That’s why I went down to a kneel,
To ask you to be my bride.
Let's take back our reality of what is fact.
It’s now or never, tell me how to act.
Don’t leave me here with all this pride.
Please don’t leave me in this black hole,
Especially when you still have my soul.
This is my last plea, and at least I can say I tried.
8/24/2020
Tail Rhyme Stanza
Emilie Rinet
E-njoy
M-y
I-nspiring
L-ines
I-n
E-uphoric
G-reetings
A-ppreciating
R-apturous
C-omposition
I-n
A-crostic
Topic: Birthday of Emilie F. Garcia (March 23)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
E-ven a pilot
F-ears the heights above the clouds,
G-lad though tto takeoff.
Topic: Birthday of Emilie F. Garcia (March 23)
Form: Acrostic Senryu
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