Oh hypnotize, yon fields of grace,
your supple stems in wind’s embrace
and fill your scent my breathing space,
in sunlit rows and shadows
mid fuzzy hum in meadows.
Ahh bloom, dear blossoms, lavender!
Intoxicate the atmosphere;
a dalliance with yesteryear.
Do sway with rhythm blowy
sweet fleurs petite and showy,
do sway and let selves undulate
with air in rhythm celebrate
along with songs of windchimes, faint.
Oh dance, yes dance young breezes!
Romance the plume that teases
and reaches for the gold in skies,
where sylphs of sunset fraternize
as earth and heavens fantasize
of flowy ballerinas.
For gods a panacea
and too, my muse, as fingers sweep
the silk of petals on spikes steep
to wake my dreams that were asleep.
For long they lay forgotten
their silver-gleam stems trodden.
Oh rise in rhythm, wind! Do rise,
and gift my voice a tryst with chimes,
recite with lilt soprano rhymes...
Make smooth my pulse to groove through veins
like lavender in tufted waves
...and wind, let whirl the rooster’s vane.
My little sister loved to fraternize
So her newfound curves she just had to hide
Sis wore frumpy clothes
Nothing was exposed
Now, why were those naughty boys’ grins so wide
I
before a month, I knew that laugh
it was musical, promising so much
in caring, learning we don't know enough
about JESUS and his plans and such
II
then we prayed mornings at the Home
that mix of elder care and young tenants
rules said we could not fraternize, come
visiting at odd hours: i left because of rents
III
The rising cost of housing, albeit
It was a Senior Center, non-profit
It was perfect for sharing Jesus, and repeat
I was gone a few weeks and she located me
IV
That reunion made everything clear
I needed her near, or at least a Dear
Our ages poles apart, she had no fear
Of gossip, a gold-digger and The Senior
V
The days when you were gone (life calls)
Those days were a haze; I looked at the clock
Too often, at my Bible a little, friends were false
You came: the universe righted itself. Lover in shock
The fantasy of a Martian like me
is to explore Earth's vast blue seas
to fraternize with dolphins and whales
to return to Mars with many a tale
of octopus, squid, stingrays and eels
the intense water pressure one feels
perhaps experience rapture of the deep ~
long as my fifteen heads get their beauty sleep
Trapped in refrigerator
In the twilight of dawning day
Do not roll tears down-stairs
Nor push your mood up-stairs
Sun-dry your tears and moods
Laugh, explode cheeks in joy
Scatter your mouth with smiles
Compose praises to chilliness
Tell him “you are my friend”
That you may win a warm hug
In beaming dusk of day’s tail
Keep active by exercising ego
Play cards, chess on your belly
Frog-jump up the expectations
Sing hymns to the Silent Hearer
Avoid ping pong sport feelings
Fraternize host, friend and foe
Do not hide and seek your emotions
That Nightingale may lead you
Into sweet morning prayer of hope
Change Through Force
(Tom’s Early Morning Thoughts)
6/23/2020
Fraternize not with anarchists,
whose quest is to impose their will, and change your life.
They know, to capture the will of others,
they must change the system.
They seek to force others into their insidious ways
through systemic change.
This change isn’t always as subtle as the setting sun
but achieved through force.
Mob rule causes resentment,
therefore this effort to enact change will eventually be met
with like force, and the wedge is driven deeper.
Every action, good or bad,
is subject to a reaction.
What the world needs is Jesus!
Ephesians 4:31 KJV
Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice:
Overanalyze and criticize, demoralize and ostracize
Modern pundits legitimize their vicious exercise
Scrutinize and standardize, compartmentalize and cannibalize
Wizards of efficiency synchronize, initialize and circumcise
Demobilize and paralyze, stigmatize and de-humanize
Westernized pols, their constituents balkanize and polarize
Trivialize and miniaturize, standardize and sterilize
Thought-police priesthoods evangelize and moralize
Why can't they fraternize and socialize?
Why don't they harmonize and compromise?
Entry in Rhyme Battle: Xi Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Juli-Michelle
Life lost in saline streams
Straining to see
Possibilities in reams and streams
Crane to love me
Although I desire nothing unproven
In the world I grapple to save
From madness and sadness woven
In webs only the brave
Dare to challenge
In the open where nerves
Bent on revenge
Achieve rubbish that serves
No useful purposes
In improving prospects
For souls that befriend porpoises
Upon finding at their detriment suspects
Aren’t always guilty
Despite evidence claiming the world gets better
Now that the mighty
Grow less bitter
Engaging concerns
Thrown to back pages
For too long in urns
Where they rot for ages
Hoping dreams come true
For creatures great and small
Whose wisdom and freedom glue
Souls who can play ball
In efforts to fraternize
Erstwhile enemies
And modernize to incentivize
The growth economies
Need to plant sesame seeds
To grow goodwill
Through daring deeds
Whose efficient effects spill
To the general populace
Who longs for shelter
As technologies race
Forth to implement the letter
That signifies happiness
Flying into every quarter
Where it jettisons sadness
Drowning it into wintry water.
Sleep.. indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
Sol’s flare is stars' disguise dawn till dusk’s reprise,
peach awe-inspired skies effuse juice sunrise,
east, grapefruit pink lies - lemon slice rhapsodize.
Pastel wash replies to Zephyrus sighs,
morning glory highs yield to afternoon’s surprise..
wings golden butterfly's, squires sun clockwise,
ruddy west implies cocktail hour’s devise,
sunlight’s demise creeps in blueberry dyes,
plum, mango fraternize as prim-rose chastise.
Sunset complies sending signal-light fireflies,
Wake! indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
tantalize poets to romanticize.
Susan Ashley
August 17, 2017
~ First Place ~
Contest: Your Best Monorhyme
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Rhymes checked at (RY) rhymer.com
What a demonic way to demoralize?
When a player's most prestigious prize
is the pure pie between tender thighs...
these seeds are not for fools to fertilize.
What a lascivious way to liberalize?
When girls use skimpy skirts to advertise
their wares for freaky flirts to fantasize...
You are taunting them to tantalize.
What a gruesome way to galvanize?
When milky mounts become merchandise
for poor pedestrians to patronize...
their tools get tempted to terrorize.
What a marvelous way to mordernize?
when sisters learn to sensibly socialize,
and men's tools are trained to tranquilize...
sunflowers and butterflies will fraternize.
If you want to be a winner,
stop learning from a loser.
Bearers of treasured tools
do not fraternize friendly fools.
If you choose to be a champion,
operate not on public opinion.
Small men who became giants
did not strive with soldier ants.
If you want to be a conqueror...
first fight the folk in the mirror.
The wars without are easy to win
when we conquer the ones within.
Your worst enemy is that best friend who encourages you
to temporarily enjoy what will permanently destroy you
Your best friend is that hater who pursued you into greatness,
your worst enemy is that lover who pampered you into great mess.
The enemies that make us run to God are better
than the friends that make our relationship with God bitter.
Those who refuse to choose their friends wisely
will lose their future fortune foolishly.
Do not snug a sluggard nor fraternize fools...
They are misery-merchants and devil’s timeless tools.
Those who mind the business of others efficiently...
often make loss in their businesses effortlessly.
There are people you should love from a great distance,
for they will rid your life of its rare radiance.
There are people we have to keep close to our heart
because they make sorrow and stress depart.
The fraternity of fools will never flourish,
The partnership of peace lovers will never perish.
DREAMS
Travel in peace, dreams of mine,
Into the land of color, the wonderful land of noble memories,
So that my blind spirit might see through the turquoise moon's eyes,
So that my tired spirit finds its peace in your sacred cradle.
Fly with the breath of Freedom,
So that you may sow the seed of young hope
In the courtyard of heavenly gates.
Travel in peace, dreams of mine,
To honor the many tears haunted by memories,
To honor the many stars haunted by lonely nights,
To honor the many winds haunted by prayers of the unfortunate.
Oh, Destiny, how heavy the cross must be to a dreamless man.
If I had to be born again
In a poor cradle,
I would once again agree to walk the dark streets of poverty,
If only my dreams would not abandon me.
Travel in peace, dreams of mine,
Into distant valleys of saturnine silences.
Find your humble home
In the infinity of human tragedies,
So that you may fraternize many unfortunates
With your merciful existence,
So that my lonely spirit can see the magnificent light
In the fraternal souls of people I hold dear.
©Walter William Safar
Its the one thing we all want, world peace.
Still we sit back and watch love cease.
This is not just a thought, its something we can learn.
But we move on with life, just watching the world burn.
What do we need to get rid of to make this a reality?
We need to get rid of religion, societies, and brutality.
If we could see that we're all equal in this place,
then life comes together and love we start to embrace.
We don't need to fraternize with one another.
In this world, we can call everyone our brother.
We need to get rid of money and stop greed.
Its pathetic how many go hungry, that we can feed.
I know this is a dream all of us can see.
We can make this a dream come true, if you follow me.
I don't need you money, just your voice as a contribution.
If I can get that, we can start the new world revolution.
Although, in this world, some don't want anything but violence.
To the ones who only want to watch the world burn, will be put to silence.
All of us can replace racism, hatred, and greed with benevolence.
We can spread the word of peace, and watch its prevalence.
This is why I play philosophy
on the field that lures lore,
to gain the literati’s lovely trophy
and the golden grains of life to explore.
This is why I fraternize fair play
on the pitch where wisdom wonders,
to dichotomize shadows and sunray
and to preach ours’ to plough and not to plunder.
This is why I write white
on the surface that’s clean and clear
to rid the world of nasty knight
and to harmonize monks and men each year.
This is why I woo words
to have rhymes as my errand boy
and lyrics as the golden cords
around the poetry pen I will always employ.
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