Internet mania, a double-edged sword,
Prez campaigns, fun nor frolic can afford,
Memes may make huge buzz,
But few votes for the fuss,
Fans may turn sudden foes,
And goodwill sooner goes,
Look at Trump, he now whimpers who ere roared.
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Happenings |03.08,2024| political, USA
Poet’s note: kamala Harris may have turned a phenomenon, or rather a ‘feminomenon’ at present to command a lot of fun and froth on social media. The question is would they turn into actual votes in November? One hopes, she does not become a victim like Hillary Clinton. Prez campaigns cannot hinge on coconut jokes.
Alert the authorities
Everybody properly dresses
Dependents are priorities
Pilot light distinguishes
Ready pets safe
Chemical fire extinguishes
Clear out exits
Examine any irregularities
Everybody out safe
What good is weeping
after the fact
The time to shed tears
is when passion's intact
When the romance has fled
and your sweetheart's attacked
Crying your eyes out's
a suicide pact
Priceless precious what we speak,
We all do and far too quick,
O let your heart weigh words well
Ere tongue turns them out to spell.
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Boli ek anmol hai, jo koi bolai jani,
Hiye taraju tauli ke, tab mukha bahar ani.
Everyone knows to speak, but few know the value and weight of their words, nor their capacity to make mischief. Kabeer advises people to weigh every word with the weighing balance (taraju) of their heart (hiye) before it is uttered. A fool is he of a worldly-wise school that knows it not.
The night sky is darkest before dawn
Ere the sun peeps over the horizon,
Before I have stretched or had a yawn
The night sky is darkest before dawn.
While the nightshades are still drawn,
And the world is waiting for the risin’
The night sky is darkest before dawn,
Ere the sun peeps over the horizon.
Written October 5, 2022
(Series: A prisoner needs love)
I got wild – called for a spice
Told my chest to set my heart on fire
I need not to be white – I need to be black
When I saw the assembly of slanderers i want to face.
I raced myself to the elders
Took portions of advices to wrap it up
In a grain sheep wool to weave / around a white cloth
Strapped with a black and blood thread / snoring in a calabash.
God answered the prayers of leaves and grasses
The freshness of a new soul / but a seed of my fire has been sowed since my feet took the race
A step cut firewood
A step grew fire
A step grew fangs
A step intoxicated the head of the fire
A step launched obsessions for imagination in my head
A step encouraged a guilt feelings that is clearer than the sky.
Before me I see my fire lingering in good spirit
But with enthusiasm I want to sip my coffee watching
Terror filled me ere I slept,
Horrors loomed behind closed eyes.
I recalled Your promise kept;
Darkest visions turned to peaceful sighs.
FIRST PLACE WINNER
(For the ‘Lind30’ Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
2/4/22)
I know she loved me
not because she told me
but because she showed me.
Silky fingers through my hair
nibbled kisses everywhere
pleasure nigh too much to bear.
Wordless whispers in breath soul deep
foreordained our fusion to keep
thus I know she loved me 'ere I sleep.
She came she strived
She forged through
Making success a mockery
Your dance a mystery
Your laugh an history
It was a disturbing wonder
To leave and not be forgotten
Lying still but not silent
Breaking fetters
Crossing borders
Draining the years
Running like sand
Between her feet
She moulded an extra day
Moulding her words to life
Made rainbow across a darkened sky
Showered dew on the deadened lives
Arousing the buried night
Bringing all a troubled sleep
Bridging two worlds
Fulfilling the dream
Raking all the unripened fruits
Into a ripening basket
Inviting her world
To a ripened Feast
Early on, ere the grassy knoll gathers momentum
huddled shivering against the ground, stemless tops
of yellow dot the lawns of the old neighborhood, signaling
winter's demise without shouting Spring too loudly...
In a wink or a blink of an eye, these wild buttons
mushroom, spreading far and wide, usurping
the green mantle of my lawn, stems now shooting forth
twisting and turning at jagged angles, bizarrely...
at times, wild undergrowth barging into a (civilized) urban plot
when poof! their signature yellow smiles vanish, dispersed into
puff balls, architectural marvels, wind-scattered seeds, ubiquitous
but not before my inner child picks out a lovely bouquet
for my saintly mother
April 07, 2019
Entry in DANDELIONS contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
J-ust
I-solate
N-ight
G-ray
R-ight
E-re
Y-our
E-ager
S-oul
Topic: Birthday of Jing T. Reyes (January 07)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A-nother
R-adiant
C-larity
H-as
I-mpr essive
L-ovely
L-ight
E-ndorsing
D-elightful
E-arly
S-un's
P-leasant
E-mergence
R-ight
E-re
S-hine
Topic: Birthday of Archille H. Desperes (October 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Like a string of smoke
Slithering...
Up and away from a raging flame
As though a Phoenix is rising
From the ashes
My passionate heart
Which beats for thee, and only thee
Which is stubbornly tethered
To every conceivable ounce of thy being
Which holds thee with a vice-like grip
Could grow cold, unprying suddenly
No longer beating for thee
If thy own heart isn't given
Just as willingly
JAN 2019 WK2,ANY FORM,ANY THEME UPTO A MAX OF 20 LINES
Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: 1st Place)
Date written and posted: 01/07/2019
H-eaven
O-pens
N-ewness
E-ndorsing
Y-our
B-right
E-arliness
E-re
L-ight
I-s
M-et
Topic: Birthday of Honeybee Lim (November 04)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
ERE HERE WHERE?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Heart heaps here
Choice creams clear
Calm cheer cites
Warm wit writes
Dance deep dream
Sense sweet streams
Hurts hurl here
Charm crafts cheer
Dance deep daze
Meet mind maze
Dust dream dance
Claim crisp chance
Ply proud poise
Cheer calm choice
Live love light
Set sure sight
Etch each ere
Whole works where?
Leon Enriquez
15 December 2018
Singapore
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