My Heart Is A Secret Garden,
where love and pain live and hide.
Love finds pretty flowers blooming,
as the bright sun peeks over the hill.
The love that fills my heart and soul,
coming from the many who love me,
The pain from the rose thorns that prick my being,
from those who want to hurt me.
Oh yes, my heart is a a secret garden,
exploring life and what it has to give.
Hey, let’s go to the moon
Opportunity will be departing soon
Count is descending down
Orbit will be bound
Hear the roaring engines sound
Amazing adventure maybe found
Playing lunar,’ ring around’
Shooting off into the night’s air
Like a candlelight flare
Nothing can compare
Accepting this trusting dare
Lasting ten days
Going both ways
Checking neighboring planet’s backside
During the fly
Bye
Without a tourist guide
Bringing home souvenir data and results
Empowered using many energy volts
Time to take the darken path
And invade the heavenly wrath
Hiking a darken road
Being very bold
Artemus two mission easily sold
We have been told
Sun agreed wearing blinging gold
Shining bright
Heating our exploring knights
With illuminating light
Assisting them in this successful flight
ran over the sunny side
where water once rested
when it wasn’t gray
or dusty or rocky
and I kicked the shadows.
Tomorrow I want to run
around the whole orb
twice for fun
and then fly home
on glitter golden wings.
Then, I’ll hop
over the petunias
by my leaning mailbox,
charge through
my front door
and shout out
“Done!”
I will conquer the moon,
here.
Exploring is the most fun
We're in no hurry to get there
Much sightseeing along the way
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
On dawn’s crystal face
mauve clouds frame tinged horizon
with hued hill curves.
Pearl streams mirror sapphire sky,
emerald trees line jade banks.
Nature’s splendor charms me,
an escapee from urban life.
Stepping away from mental
Qualm and carried in strong
Arms of nectar and brief balm
Of lull and daydreams.
Bathed in nature's
Calm seductive vestment
A timeless orchestra in its shadows.
10/24/2025
Listening to the voice
from brutal, frozen wilderness
- healing and wholeness
Doorway to breathtaking adventures
... endless paths
Glittering ice crystals and gorgeous detail
Check it out
Written: October 23, 2025 for contest WANDERING WAYFARER by: Nette Onclaud — 44 Syllables
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I escaped the city's strange grasp
Sleek dark spires loom and clasp.
Swirling cloud of a stoic hue,
A velvet breeze that I once knew.
At the zenith, Earth spread vast,
No masks or veils to cloak the past—
just hollow roots to cast
I stroll down the sun-dappled trail
under a tranquil canopy of trees,
The scent of blossoming flowers
sets my soul free
persuading me
to set forth anew
on life’s wearying ways.
( Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: Wandering Wayfarer
Date: 10/22/25
Syllable Count: 45 )
Since a girl I have rambled,
down green forest paths on hikes;
roaming the woods around home,
wanting to wander beyond.
I . . . a nature wayfarer,
collecting rocks and odd things;
on my walk !
Exploring nature what do I see?
your beauty looking back at me.
What a pretty bird and bee.
The wind softy blows,
kissing the rose.
Peace by my side,
your pathway is my guide.
the pulse of nature heals-
rustle of leaves forgives
babble of brook relieves
as nature's cadence entrances
a walker to step out
one foot at a time
in melodic meditation
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A zazzy squirrel drops a walnut—
thock—on wet asphalt.
Watch your step! he warns.
My soles scrape through
a pullulate of maple keys,
each wing spun flattened
by yesterday’s rain.
Written: May 09, 2024
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Acquiring a partner soul entails a careful dive,
In calm depths, their true nature comes alive.
Only then do waves prevail, twisting their prey,
Can we track a hint of empathy in society today?
All life begins below; we are just on the surface,
It's a labyrinth of anxiety, a bay of turbulence.
The objective is to grasp peeves and apprehensions,
Despite dread, we will learn to swim via emotions.
Shadows, depths, and darkness intertwine,
We drift along in the current, seeking our line.
We bear the weight of their weary waves,
They share their aches and abet safe paves.
Yet it was a deep gaze, not one of shallowness,
Stepping into another's universe, fallowness.
To appreciate their journey and their plight,
Let's embrace depth to find peace in the night.
So, we'll all jump into the same pit in tandem!
Where does the wind lie, where truth is random?
Down memory lane, in a passionate embrace,
Can we utterly claim to comprehend your grace?
In the vast expanse of the cosmos, the allure of exploring beyond our own universe beckons.
Through the lens of imagination, dream walking emerges as a metaphorical journey, transcending physical limitations.
Traveling at the speed of thought, one delves into the mysteries of alternate universes, propelled by curiosity and the quest for knowledge.
While science fiction often depicts such voyages, theoretical physics offers tantalizing concepts like wormholes and multiverse theory, suggesting the plausibility of traversing cosmic boundaries.
Thus, in the realm of dreams and scientific speculation, the adventure of exploring distant universes awaits the intrepid dream walker.
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