out of a shallow dip
catch-water field
of landscape polished rock
a shock of pregnant junipers
in pine pitch laden sunlight
olive-green fires arise
and my eyes bedazzle
gossamer
floating specks
of bees
new hatched
butterflies
golden jump
and spiral
as if tethered
to child’s witching wand
random rode
the windless air
Stark emptiness fills my perfume bottle,
The vacuum in my vacuity,
Negligence swills it beyond the dottle,
To leave my mind bare of acuity.
For many days its void of content speaks,
But its endurance keeps my freshness plump,
Compliments make its vast emptiness squeaks,
Yet it exhales resentment from its pump.
My shirts already miss its friendliness,
Noses beg to sniff its unique sweetness,
Stale air asks to reclaim lost cleanliness,
Its presence ensures far-reaching neatness.
Importance is etched upon your label,
How I so much miss your fresh aroma,
Your sweet tale cannot be told as fable,
The freshness you bring can't end in coma.
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Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Contest Judged:May 26th, 2025 9:49:00 PM
Placement: First
a walk in the wind
in the fresh, fragrant season
vivifying breaths
a walk in wildness
sunlit hair is in my eyes
disorderly blooms
a walk in chaos
that keeps the pinwheels turning
as wind tours my street
a buoyant positive soul dream
clarifies remembered freshness for her aching heart
she takes out her vermillion hat with the bluebirds
and her purple round granny glasses,
feeilng hopefulness once again
country walk on a dew filled road and morning petals shine even more.
Morning Monoku poetry contest
17 syllables (PS counter)
Writtten 28/05/2022
Michelle Faulkner sponsored
toilet in the pub
in pee-shaken atmosphere
aroma of soap
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air:
earthy aromas waft beneath the snow;
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
Daffodils contribute color and flair;
and as balmy breezes bashfully blow,
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air.
Snowdrifts dwindle to patches barely there;
and frozen rivers, once more start to flow,
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
Wildflowers start sprouting up everywhere
and as daffodils, and crocuses grow,
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air.
The land no longer looks so bleak and bare:
on naked trees, green buds begin to show,
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
A treat to the senses, scented and rare:
bell-shaped lily-of-the-valley, hang low.
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
winter's fresh breath kiss
morning frigid holding calms
captured reminisce
~
winter's dawning whole
nestled between seasons host
cleansed freshness can't miss
1/25/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©
adamant scents I smell the fragrance
of the autumn breeze
the evergreen in the pine serenade to me
lavender fresh feel it I taste it in my breath and reminisce
for springs glory early morning dew coming ever blessed
I've learned my lesson peace so desirable
found in my hearts breath my lungs kiss
the freshness autumn
11/30/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
while full blooms quiver
cool waves are pounding the rocks
stars are in her eyes
backwards and forwards
the wind wanders everywhere
bringing far off scents
small splashy puddles
remnants of a rainy noon
moisture in the air
he catches her eye
then he smiles at her and winks
a spring flirtation
Autumn recites poetry to the manless meadow,
Morning dew glistens and the sun is mellow.
I enjoy a cool walk in morning's freshness,
Yet memories of lost summer linger precious.
Beside tall trees the grass is turning brown,
Birds sing as colored leaves are coming down.
I see a scarecrow, in the breeze fluttering,
And the faded dying blooms without numbering!
Autumn's here and will be with us for awhile,
I see bales of hay stacked in orderly piles,
Geese are growing restless, ready for flight,
In search of another summer and other sights.
The rattles of the rain
Marching with rage
Like troops of soldiers
Raiding the land
The mountains
And the rivers
Rush to erode the loose betraying sand
Rushing to form splashing flowery waterfalls
Wash away dirt and dust
Carrying away heat and pressure
The rattles of the rain
A music from the heaven
Fill the universe with freshness and cleanliness
And your heart with
The melodies of life
Cicada shell needed discarding, fast
Desperately ready for what she will become
Stepping rapidly out of her pitchy past
Towards freshness, her chance to succumb
Wavered mirage solidified as suitable man
Opportunity usually slashed with cruelty
Sigrid's vehemence needed a complete ban
Skin uncovered to reveal her new duality
Kind intentions filled fault lines, offered aquit
Approaching face to face day stirred her
Softer side on show, finally primed to submit
Pleas to release rancid shield heard her
New page turning requires vibrant virgin title
Her odd request, capable Ace conjured
Renewed endurance from Libby arises vital
Crowned with liberation, love pondered
Dazzling effect flung her mortality's motions
Scope to partake in romance unafraid
Libby's demeanor walks as waterfall, potion
Christens her effusive decision made
17th September
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