Enchanted emotion in elation exulting in ecstasy .
Happy New Year To You
Happy new year, full of blessings
Along every day of the year
Pouring from the Divine up high,
Positive thoughts guiding your life
Yourself and dear ones to exalt.
New joys may the new year bring in
Exulting perfumes of success,
Wishes of yours may they turn true.
Years fly on swiftly as a bird,
Enrol them your dreams to fulfil,
Appreciate life with its beauty,
Rise above the humdrum of life.
To achieve goals set for New Year
Over coming days, weeks and months,
Yearn in safety to reach the port
On board of the celestial ship
Under captainship of the Lord.
the head ovoid
a vacuumized shell
magnetised and glistening
conjoined with the energy grid
wherein from a centreless fulcrum
essence of presence exclaims
exulting pure joy of bliss
in soundless whispers
enlivening the void
A faded tarp, hiding such a multitude of sins
Actually a weathered hulk, with broken shattered limbs
Forgotten craft beached up high, safe from the rising tides
By wind and weather every day beset on every side
Skies grow dark and thunder cracks, the canvas tears away
Spreads its faded wings and flies, far out across the bay
Exulting in another life, another chance to be
A flag, a tent, a sail and more, just wanting to be free
The wind abates, the canvas falls back onto solid ground
And now it waits with bated breath just hoping to be found
Perhaps a child, or fisherman will find it on the shore
Some loving care, a wash, some paint - it will be blank no more
Oh, the sweetness of doing nothing-
Enjoying the emptiness of time;
The letting go of doing something-
exulting our life- serene, sublime.
Just living in those moments turning
Perhaps to hours of perfect bliss.
As hearts and minds fulfill the yearning
For peacefulness we surely miss.
To close our eyes, start reminiscing
The special blessings that fill each day;
As busy lives may start dismissing
That time of grace to thank and pray-
And let God know that life is something-
Even when we're doing nothing.
Aves above, meadow below, secret catacomb
Scattered labyrinth accommodates as garland
Armour of thorns reborn as cordial yellow crown
Mother comfort apricot offers pleasures wafted
Mauve curled demure uncovered, velvet vortex
Birthday cake cream mingles fruit tingle hues
Morning crisp evaporation uplifts exulting heads
Flushed faces exhale, held in grateful hands
Nostalgia sends invite to nuptial rain haven
Doily draped tea table sips rosehip heavenly
29th April 2023
Contest: Rose Meadow
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Golden rays filter through rustling red leaves
Oscillating fall colors to rhythms of evening
Amid sounds exotic as animals roam freely
Deep into wilderness, where rare birds sing,
Where trees groove merrily to musical winds,
Whirling, weaving motifs of autumnal glee;
While leisurely they stroll, exulting playfully,
Exchanging stolen looks of notions romantic,
Divulging, without words, secret love-missives
Lying dormant, yet simmering for some time,
Virgin passions strumming enamored minds
Revealing now openly, fervent beats of life.
“Oh! how I wish” she says, “to live in a cabin,
lingering timelessly, savoring realm pristine,
of blazing autumn prairies, burbling streams,
wandering to spring reveling your company;”
As moonlit vibes sparkle, love in bashful eyes,
Rejoicing first-ever kiss, blissful in paradise.
January 3, 2023
Placed 7th: Feel Free Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.” Owens, Delia. Where the Crawdads Sing.
Based on quote 7 above.
Life is inherently difficult. It is its cornerstone
Awakened, striving to tie up all wear and tears
Respect you've given, the kindness you've shown
Will still offer me vigor and be my exulting gear?
Awakened, striving to tie up all wear and tears
To be truly human, fully conscious, and awake
Will still offer me vigor and be my exulting gear?
Feud grew fray, brother with brother, and no spake.
To be truly human, fully conscious, and awake
Oblivious to what Dramatis personae uttered;
Feud grew fray, brother with brother, and no spake
Will be thrown out of the nest in a steady world?
Oblivious to what Dramatis personae uttered;
Must live each time, as if it were at the beginning
Will be thrown out of the nest in a steady world?
Facing life head-on lessens our ought-clinging.
Must live each time, as if it were at the beginning
Respect you've given, the kindness you've shown
Facing life head-on lessens our ought-clinging
Life is inherently difficult. It is its cornerstone.
Written: December 08, 2022
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 22 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
My love, we've been hitched for forty years now,
Such as auld lumber that is best to burn,
What other rapture might my heart allow?
What could be too deified than this churn?
Let's fashion a taste banter and brainstorm,
In poem, praise exulting love and joy,
Respect the strength of the bond in key form,
With pleasure, we'll seal the deal with the ploy.
If I were a known poet or writer,
I wish to consider swans and heaven,
My mind is no more a spark or lighter,
We lack the grace to speak with smooth leaven.
Although my love, who needs motivation?
You were put in plight by love elation.
Written: September 18, 2022
Anniversary Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
when the soldiers returned
after winning the battle
none of us found it strange
the fact that in their faces
there was not a semblance of peace
we know the anguish
by violating your own convictions
hurts more than the bayonet
that's why these young people
who should be exulting with joy
carry on their shoulders
the weight of an unparalleled sadness
Only when lions have historians
will hunters cease being heroes
we are one nation, one family, indivisible
for us, divorce or separation are not options
Though blacks first stepped foot in the Americas, in 1518
racial barriers broken, time passes,but love endures
racial rifts, tearing at the heart of America
clean your house of racism, America
Racism is a sickness that may never go away
there's no color in love
the ship has whethered every rack, the prize we sought is won
the port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting
African American history; the record of a race
of indomitable people surviving the diaspora
where do we go from here!
we move united into the future
Set ‘midst windswept dunes and wild wild weather,
the winter storms have left it desolate.
An empty shell, no glowing hearth, no blether.
A but and ben abandoned to its fate.
And yet, awaiting warmer days in stoic slumber,
these walls will know the early murmurings of summer
and brighter sounds of fellowship and mirth,
a home exulting in its own rebirth,
until at length, as daylight fades, now dark and bleak,
a silent house returns again to wintry sleep.
I Travel through the jungles, in a steady flow,
Through the cities so high, through the villages below,
The sun kisses me all the time, making me glow,
And I reflect the exulting face, the moon puts on a show,
Calm and composed, through ups and downs, I grow,
Enduring the malevolency of the living beings, their unsympathetic blow,
Because on my birth I have taken a vow,
Which, to the aim, I shall follow,
That I will serve them for whom I am hallow,
And disregard those, who strike me with gallows,
And when I reach my goal, with happiness I shall bellow,
"All Hail! You are the Infinite, The Ocean, my life's halo!"
K S Lakshmi
Worshiping God* in spirit’s truthfulness
Sublime freedom enjoyed by blissful soul
Exulting the sovereign King of kings
Upheld firmly by the Constitution
Indeed, victorious blessed liberty.
Communing with the Lord brings sure triumph
Since settling in His presence gives delight
Fortifying hope while strengthening trust
Propelling fervent service of joyous zest
In building lives for productive pursuits.
Precious moment is never lost with Christ
Soul is revived in yielding to His grip
Illumining brightly helpfulness' glow
Diligent for serene volunteer work
Exuding love stirred by mercy’s presence.
*John 4:24 God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.
September 9, 2020
Applauding an Acrostic Aria
Bopping to a Ballade Ballet and Blank verse Berceuse
Clapping to a Cinquain Cantata and Couplet Chorale
Dancing to a Dizain Duet
Exalting in Etheree Etudes and Elegy Ensembles
Frolicking to Free verse Folk songs and Footle Foxtrots
Galavanting to Ghazal Gavottes
Humming harmonies to a Haiku Hip Hop
Inhaling Italian sonnet Instrumentals
Jiving to a Jueje Jig
Keeping time to a Kyrielle Khaliji*
Lolling to a Limerick Lullaby
Marching to a Monorhyme Minuet
Napping to a Narrative Nocturne
Ovations for an Ottava Rima Overture and Ode Opera
Praising a Pantoum Polonaise
Quieting my quarters with a Quatrain Quadrille
Rollicking to Rondeau Rondos and Rhyme Royal Rhapsodies
Singing to Sonnet Sonatas and Sapphic Stanza Symphonies
Tapping toes to a Triolet Trio and a Tanka Tango
Unwinding to an Urban Sonnet Unison
Vocalizing a Villanelle Villanella
Whistling with a Waltz Wave Waltz
eXulting in Yaltos and Zikets
// Lines consist of a verb, a poetry form, and a musical form //
*Khaliji = modern contemporary music of Central and Eastern Arabia
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