Written: August 22, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Regina McIntosh
Quote: "How beautifully leaves grow old; how full of light and color are their last days." By John Burroughs
The pine lines blur; the sun-rays drop and fade.
Across these fields, thick clouds have thrown their shade.
In twilight dusk, a mist of mellow grace—
Folds down, and wraps the world in cold embrace.
A death-sigh stirs the branches of the trees;
Some aged, hushed curse blows inland from the seas.
Under starlight, have a moment to pause—
Black spaces tear above us, clear out maws.
Bare twigs are whipped and broken in the gale;
That salt-spit from the water turns them pale.
The last few frozen flowers nod and bow—
Those bruised blue petals—just a sign of woe.
The summer songs are dead in this display;
Raw, barred-iron ridge chokes the dying day.
Time takes a cruel turn to seal our fate—
A firm, gray freeze is scratching at the gate.
That sweet
Love letter
Does treat
Us better,
Even now.
Well, how?
Its strength
Has length;
O, none can
Ever fathom
Love human
From bottom.
Endless amour
Is our armour.
I know, to me, you’ll always remain perfect;
Although my human heart’s full of defect,
My visage, for your love, will my love reflect.
Ice caps of the northern world
Dew drops of the sovereign world
From North to South shall bear in pair
Holding a cistern in open air
Air ruffles in belts and swear
Fair and in pair that never wear
Storks and beasts circling around
Forks and yeasts bubbling in sound
Meat that thaws in empty shells
Peat that gnaws in cognoscenti wells
Wells of minds that hail on waters
Bells in binds that wail on lathers
Days of light that never end
Rays of night that never bend...
Will pens
(I'd have to think
when last I dipped mine in ink)
and sad to say
pencils go
the dodo's way
become extinct or obsolete
(oh no)
to the average man in the street
as if it weren't for junk mail
no matter how large or small
never mind trees and ecology
wouldn't have no mail at all
when I was young still a nipper
a lot more lively
hale hearty and chipper
had pen pals galore
now they're e-pals
it's done with thumbs
some folks use keystrokes
and I'm not sure
if anyone
writes letters anymore
I
This poem us based on Scripture, Ephesians 2:6, usually the author ascribed is Paul.
II
We participated in his life
And especially his death
A mystery, gift melting strife
Through Spirit of God, divine work
Now, as he rose, we rose as well
Again a great and sublime mystery
Relation with heirs helps spell
Out how we thus live above misery
the diamond
he thought he plucked
is not
the real McCoy.
huge thunderbolt he...
never saw
coming!
his main squeeze
dumps him
with dear john
epistle.
long-distance love dies...
he's swapped for another!
a...
soldier long deployed.
(yalto)
"Yalto" is a form invented by yours truly
Lines 1-15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Date written: 02/13/2022
If I may now express it well,
What's cradled by my mind.
The future for me hard to tell;
Should memory fade or die?
I want that special someone,
A woman for my heart.
I pray that you may come,
So love should impart.
preacher sing me your song
deceive me not
behold,behold me
once more
a diatribe straight
from the heart
of birth
of growth
and of development
to personal purity
owned not lent
a struggle against
the odds
the enemy within
&tongues without
pictures of horse,ship& fire
guile of the lips
tongue of desire
begone
Come O so gentle James
long gone
speak to me
again
of fruit
&faith
together
in my heart
by
the Holy Spirit
lain
Educated Br Reading Each Epistle
Were educated reading each epistle;
Jesus was stuck with every thistle;
Crucified;
Died;
Wind would sound like a whistle.
Jim Horn
J-ovial
I-mpressive
E-xpression's
V-erse
I-n
E-very
N-ame
I-nspires
E-ach
L-ife
L-etting
U-ntold
J-oy
I-mplement
E-motional
N-obility's
N-ice
E-xceptional
M-essage
O-nce
N-otable
T-opic
E-mploys
A-crostic
L-oveliness
E-ndorsing
G-reat
R-ighteous
E-pistle
Topic: Birthday of Jievieniell Ujienne M. Montealegre (May 20)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Dear Light
Fairest of ‘em all
Beam your blinding rays
Chase me
And spark another you in me
To end my reign
Dispel me into the shadows
Let the new you
Glow with your grace
And my darkened eyes
Tear with disgrace
Spring forth
Gush out
Like a fountain of you
Chase away
Drown every breathing me
For i am darkness
And you are light
For Adéronkè
My room smells of your fragrance
The sun rays in again-
searching for it's kind of beauty.
I'm calling back every touch we had...
Kisses have names.
A stranger will come to you
In the footwear of saints, and moralists
He will speak and his voice will sail
Through your bones, and muscles;
and tissues without drowning in your red sea.
Tell him your air is saturated with my love....
And the gods of faithfulness are watching
From the high places.
Tell mama you found your h-earth a heaven
She will dance, sing and live.
For if anyone finds love, he finds everything.
Aderonke, take a look at the sky
Do not count the stars-
they are too little and many to be numbered.
There is a light oozing from a crescent-
that's my lips beaming hope upon your path.
So you can walk through the night
Tear the fairy veils of darkness, and find rest.
Till then when I will have you
Wrapped in my arms and my burning desires
Where we burn cold and slay boredom
Stay true to my words...
"If you will ever walk a way, it should never be away from my heart"
I love you, like the dreamers love the night.
Micheal Ace
#magicalpoetry
©ACEworld
Dear, GF
No address my girlfriend.
In our relationship there is no end
All our romantic games are our address
Address i always using to send my feelings to you
That you are so special more than I show.
That you are my lover and you are all that I know.
Your smile and your heart and your eyes
I'll love you forever until the word of die.
You are truly my friend and you are my life.
You will soon be my beautiful wife.
You are my greatest strength,
I will die for you and go to any length.
You are the true person I need
Here i have you right now, indeed.
Because right now isn't enough but forever,
Without you there will never be completed of love heart.
Your beauty is truly from the heaven
Here I pray there is fabulous room right from beside you for me.
You are my beautiful soul and I can forget you never.
I just pray that we are always together now and forever.
Your, BF.
#EDM.
EPISTLE TO BILLY SHAKESPEARE
An epistle to Billy Shakespeare:
Dear erstwhile bard of Avon,
Greetings to you from
The bamboozled, browsing
Bibliographies, bound
by the bloodlust, ]
Passions so flawed,
Exaggerations,
Literary inventions,
to contradictions,
Legions of legends,
Perennial prose,
constellations, creations
Tragic heroes
and drama queens.
Dear Billy Shakespeare,
Thanks so much not,
Signed,
Long suffering teens!!!!
Monumental Epistle
Rocketing towards the sky, my feelings arc over the riverbank.
O gravity, where is your force?
I reverberate inside my spacesuit
Against unfriendly Fahrenheit.
I could leave the earth behind the horizon,
If not for you.
If not for you— Dangling tulips on the slope of a flourishing hillside, Sheltering the insects,
While birds poke around
The haystacks beneath Afro-Moringa trees,
As the waves announce my footsteps.
I smile softly Before the squirrels steal the colour of my teeth, Cracking palm nuts Beside leafy greens.
I will be here for a long time,
Longer than Methuselah can recount his days,
Washing the stains of a weary race with fog,
Dancing to the gentle song of the morning wind,
Spreading grace and not lice.
May our wishes remain pure, That one day we may walk On the plaited hair of roses and lilies,
And write our epistle With wine, not wrath.
Uche Chidozie Okorie
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