Placed : 3rd : Bitesize 149
Sponsor: Line Gautier
July 26
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quiet petaling garment breaks o p e n
a blackout mission from dewdrop
regurgitating quantum memories
incubated in cells vibrating
fertile decades, perhaps centuries march
into futuristic s p a c e •••
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Written: November 02. 2025, for Line Gautier contest
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She glided as dusk sprouted in a silky embrace,
Behind her, she left a trail of intricate details.
The room leaned into her breath,
Each word was a lewd lure, a soft flame.
We stood wrapped in the warmth of her light,
By morning, we found ourselves giddy.
Foolish whims scatter
I played at life, but life played me harder,
Lived bet to debt, in life's Russian roulette
I place a wager, speed into danger
My foolish whims, scatter in mistral winds
Now tossed by waves, by blind forces of fate
How they orchestrate, time, distance and place
For bite size poetry contest
Line Gautier
Pumpkin winds
Your amber-umber eyes, penetrate me
as saffron sun sets on faces, ashen
Your suspicious mind raves with jealousy
as pumpkin winds chill our summers passion
For contest Bite size Line Gautier
September 23,2023
I saw two gold diggers chasing by dangerous dogs.
Hidden behind the hindu golden statues of gods.
Screaming for help, some people came to help them,
One dog caught one gold digger and bitten her bottom
Dogs' owner blamed by one driver who carried goods.
April 21/2023
Written for Bite size contest No.62
poetry contest Sponsored by Line Gautier
Though skies are dark and dreary,
The songbirds’ trills are cheery,
encouraging me today
to feel inspired and sing anyway!
used howmanysyllables.com
March 23, 2022
entered in the LIND 30 Rhyming Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
May 7, 2022
entered in the Bite Size no. 43 Contest
Sponsor: Line Gautier
This creature we are, flesh, spirit, and mind.
And with our brain, a curious kind.
We want a good job and a lovely mate.
The life that we get will come down to fate.
We ride the trolley every day at nine.
With good perspective, your life will be fine!
Bite-Size Poem no.37 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gautier
I HAVE MY REASONS
You’ve given me six lines, no more,
To list the things I love you for.
It’s not much time, you must agree,
To tell you what you mean to me.
And so, I’d better set about the task
Er … sorry dear, what did you ask?
9th November 2021
Bite Size Poem No. 26 poetry contest
Sponsor - Line Gautier
The finest voice on the Broadway stage
Cannot compete with a mother’s squawl
When her son catches the winning ball,
Sending the winning team on a rampage,
Causing the losing team to feel outrage.
HONORABLE MENTION
written July 30, 2021
submitted to "Bite Size Poem No. 16"
sponsored by Line Gautier
A wise old man once said to me
Be careful how you spend your days
Care not that riches pass you by
Discard all thoughts of wicked ways.
Ere long, your walk in life will cease;
Find happiness in inner peace.
08.07.21
Bite size poem no. 11 contest - Line Gautier
I wake to the soft sounds of rain tapping my window.
For several days hovering clouds have stolen the sun,
And I am thinking they portend sorrow lying ahead.
I hear a robin singing, so rare when the sky is gray,
With indomitable spirit, the bird keeps up its melody
And, suddenly, my heart begins to sing its own tune.
HONORABLE MENTION
June 4, 2021
submitted to "Bite Size Poem #4" poetry contest
sponsored by Line Gautier
I was never particularly proud
Hearing Mother yelling “For cryin’ out loud!
I have just mopped the floor,
Before you opened the door
Muddy boots in the house are not allowed!”
May 28, 2021
"Bite Size 3" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Line Gautier
Purple shadows drift beneath the gray sky forge
Mists dipping into verdant valleys like quicksilver
Skimming the rapids where we hurtle downriver
Through seething whitewater of New River gorge
Hurtling toward narrow waters of the Gauley
'Neath the bridge to form the Kanawha mighty.
THIRD PLACE WINNER
written May 22, 2021; reworked May 23, 2021
entered "Bite Size 2" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Line Gautier
A zillion ways, I think, to charm
Tiny kittens will always me disarm
Children licking on an ice cream cone
An old man sitting on a bench alone
I do not know what charms you, dear
This poem won’t do it, I sorely fear.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
written May 18, 2021
for "Charm Me" contest
by Line Gautier
hummingbirds arrive
on summer wings aflutter
ruby breasts glist'ning
courageous fellows
long slender beaks are probing
red flower feeder
May 15, 2021
for "Surprise Me" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Line Gautier
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