It’s gradually falling
Summer is increasingly lolling
The leaves are gently browning
We can’t wait for October’s crowning
When the gold leaves of lustre
Charm the fold with their cluster,
Flamboyantly trooping the autumn colours
And socially grouping them with lullers.
The Bull and the Matador
Stalwartly, the bull gaits around
the confines of the arena ring,
snorting and displaying
piercing horns and muscle-bulk build.
For this he was bred and raised;
to be a champion of beasts,
and no matter where placed,
will claim as his domain and ferociously
defend until death, if necessary.
Then into the ring swaggeringly treads the matador
(flamboyantly dressed, touting a cape),
saluting the crowd, though calmly noticing
the bull, whose eyes appear red
from the blood gorging in its head.
“Estás loco!” scream the patrons packing the place
(thoroughly enjoying every minute of this barbaric sport).
“¡Ole! ¡Ole!” They sing in unison in a horrific overture,
encouraging the matador to kill the bull or vice versa.
***
Murmuring melody mesmerises the dawn.
Colours, like disco lights, elegantly branch out.
Crows, sparrows, robins, and parrots camp on my lawn.
Between harp, lute, sitar, and guitar, there's a doubt.
Is there, amidst the clouds, a lava eruption?
A cloudburst brings, instead of water, hue embers.
Between gold clouds and silver skies, what a duction!
Thunder and lightning bring in untimely tremors.
Sunbeams, like uninvited guests, gleam the green leaves.
Streams and brooks carrying prisms flamboyantly flow.
Breeze brings sparkling stirs between the furls of wheat sheaves.
Hiding behind tentative dewdrops, sun dusts glow.
Gloom and gleam, like celestial mysteries, are merged.
Are heaven and earth, into a new cosmos, converged?
Again friend, when your hope
flamboyantly skedaddles creamy, gleamy scope
tears that tear
The Universe
reverse your present with presents
believe!
Breathe through
the breath of lead
rise!!
Again friend, when your dreams
reverse your present with presents
rise!!
"because we can"
we will face the day with color and flair
ready and set for challenges come what may
never looking back at circumstances unfair
so shades of red we will flamboyantly spray
this forever our game plan because we can
we'll take the reds and wear them proudly
the bold the beautiful and the fearless
having them shine inwardly and outwardly
proving to our souls there is no weakness
this forever our game plan because we can
SkyWatcher
07-19-23
Her egregious exuberance so shocked the Vicar that he flamboyantly tipped his hat to her.
My first cinquain try what do you think
Colors
Brightly Shiny
Flamboyantly Glowing
A wonder of nature in sky
Harlequin
*Image of Purple Vanda Orchids Floral & Lei by EFC & Sziv.
Prolix Pageantry
Pulsations of veinuous royalty
courtesies yond the proverbial realm.
Majestic interludes flamboyantly
acquired vesper's affections, overwhelm.
Cupid cedes ecliptic earth's lauded star,
hauling affianced light neath golden rays.
Purple Vanda orchids in gild's wake are
velvety mosaic succeeding phase.
Proxy promises bonny lavenders
pealing gingerly as princely petals
induce a princesses verbs. Challengers
submit an amethyst crown ... all settles.
Hawaii's champ, amaranthine Vandas
laurel leis, like Purple Heart's ... lifespan 'twas.
2022 June 01
*2nd Place*
Purple Flowers
~~Nayda Ivette Negron Flores: Judged 2022 June 25
*HMS: 10 syllables per x 14 lines = 140 syllables
RZ: RhymeScheme; abab, cdcd, efef, gg.
Reigning vitality you buoy on vigor of freedom
Hugging distant continents, caressing lively shores
Eternal since birth of time, ceaseless evermore,
Sensational, immense, omnipotent, abundant,
Enthusiastically you uplift glorious dawning sun
Greeting flamboyantly resplendent arc of horizon
Sprinkling golden glitter, propagating in unison,
Stoking aesthetic illusion into waves of passions,
Traversing civilizations from Atlantic to Pacific,
Rumbling leisurely, visiting tranquil beaches,
Hosting aquatics, exploring beauteous coral reefs,
Impulsive as can be, you are fierce, yet poetic,
Ferocious battlefield for the Navy, submarines,
Yet, fairyland luxurious, rocking passenger ships,
Sundown you reflect in aspirations romantic
Floating deep in womb, quixotic moon’s mystique;
Tides of your moods~ ebb and flow of emotions,
Boundlessly undulate, vainglorious true notion~
No force on earth can dare restrict your motion
For, you’re the magnificent, almighty blue oceans.
August 22, 2021
Placed 1st: Writing Prompt, Oceans, or Seas Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Fall flaunts, flashing her red, the blazon of the bold,
Waltzes and whirls in winsome triumph for a while...
Fash’nably fades, flamboyantly retreats in style,
Surrendering her gaudy garment to the cold.
October 3, 2020
Can campy cavorting canines cajole curious cats?
Bickering birdbrains boast between bogeyman’s bats….
Honorably heavenly heifers heighten historical hats,
Manageable Mandarin manatees make moody Michigan maps.
Neutralizing Nebraskans needing normal noontime naps.
Flamboyantly flipping fleshy flannel flea-flipping flatfish flaps.
Can campy cavorting canines cajole curious cats?
Time tells if caterpillars fly
Time tells when they become butterflies
What do the become, flies?
And time limits their fly
What do they tell in time
The judge to tell is time
Oh! How they cherish the warm
Of the sun to fly
Should they be tamed
And taken care of
But they cannot fly
If they are cold
How beautiful time time their fly
Without mouth butterflies taste
With their feet butterflies taste taste
The waters in their bodies remains
With their skeleton outside
And butterflies do not dry out
Oh! How beautiful time makes them
Their transparent wings their tiny scales coloured
To see red- yellow-green
That illudes our eyes
Are there butterflies in human?
Only time shall tell the tales
When they start to fly
And as time given them
Flamboyantly they fly
That calls attention
Should they cause and onlooker accident!
Oh! No not accident
They fly towards the right
And definitely the right direction
The caterpillars fly in time!
I’ve made my choice for my next life
I’m coming back fierce as a drag queen
I’ll be osé and voluptuous
flamboyantly vivacious
in stilettos and seductive gowns
wigs of lush luscious curls
belting out steamy tunes
on stage in cabarets
strutting my stuff
impersonating divas
living life large
as it is meant to be
with a passion that’s ferocious
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
it’s mild and sunny
warm and funny
i feel alive and perky
can it be that it's spring so soon?
my body feels vibrantly alive
my insides as jittery as five beehives
sure spring rolls around yearly
but doesn't it seem just a wee bit early?
still i have these urges i can’t deny
to jump reach up and touch the sky
to dance and laugh openly with joy
make friends with every girl and boy
the sun shines so flamboyantly
can it be that springtime's here
and knocking at my door?
AP: 2nd place 2020
Silence
A silent peace
Wonderful and amazing
An incredible release
And it seems so dazing
It is needed every now and then
To keep from being insane
Though you never know when
It will come in rain
Silence is peace and sublime
Wanted by people when all is too much
And though these may be fancy rhymes,
This story isn’t as flamboyantly such
Because a mother wanted silence so badly,
She took away her small love, done so sadly
Written on January 10, 202
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