A drop of velvet forest caught in stone,
A secret green that ancient woods have known.
Deep in the quiet earth it guards its light,
A frozen glimpse of spring in endless night.
Within its heart, a fracture softly glows,
Where hidden silk and mossy gardens grow.
It breathes of morning dew and shadow deep,
The sacred vows that silent mountains keep.
The stone of hope, of rebirth and of grace,
Time cannot dim the magic of its face.
A timeless spark of nature’s royal art,
Held fast within the emerald’s green heart.
Wealth can't buy us peace;
An open heart is priceless
Down all the ages.
The total bummer of our wasted Test summer….ahem
Does jar well below par no cigar not even a cafe creme
After another dafter dumber and dumber apophthegm
The tedium of this charlatan medium saying carpe diem
Couldn’t be any glummer still will take Baz to the ATM
Laughter him on a whim mending a forlorn torn hem
We pleaded tree needed to go not the Root but stem
Pretending will be happy ending Bazball’s Bethlehem
ECB & Key glib in tandem fib as random as a Lib Dem
English cricket’s viral spiral now coughing up phlegm
The gory gashes from Ashes lashes will still condemn
Then Stokes says that’s all folks was absolute mayhem
Jokes he’ll back in the 2027 eleven it’s us versus them
After hoax new Kiwi bloke evokes masterstrokes a gem
No longer going for broke a stronger bespoke requiem
Will coax the magic unlike the tragic Bazball "La Boheme"
No superhero cloaks as from acorns grow oaks says Flem
gem curvative dares jeweller
raw in form frequencies utter
each face fractal superlative —
dares jeweller gem curvative
sees she bright pendant perspective
each face fractal superlative ~
blow torch on the precious stone see
bright pendant perspective sees she
agree ! rapture names her trade's game
design is to lure one of fame —
timeless elegance captures fee
her trade's game name rapture, agree !
an heirloom gleans this gem to be
timeless elegance captures fee
jeweller's unmatched finesse see
this gem to be an heirloom, glean …
Kindness is a rare, unpolished gem,
A steady, quiet spark
Hidden deep inside us.
It is an open, reaching hand
Extended with no strings attached.
It is a whisper of solace,
A living action aiming to mend,
Marking forever—not in silence—
What the gesture made flawless.
It is fiercely resilient,
Refusing to make excuses.
It is a quiet fire
Guided by bravery,
Burning for everyone to see.
i was imagining the lighthouse
on our East Coast. remembering it
through clouds, past the shady thicket,
above the cliff defaced by the dissident Atlantic;
out of the vegetative sprawl—
cooling mosses & menacing colossi
of agave plants—was your cold ivory
marred by weathering,
unconstrained saline breezes
chewing & bleeding your iron.
i pondered a rebuke.
where are the carers
for this lost gem of hope,
to repay former kindnesses
as time races away with the picture
of your boast, vessels
& vagabonds who'd have fallen
over inauspicious tides
without your sleepless eye?
sweet hummingbird
a true marvel of nature
~ you are a gem
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
nest building in early spring ~ nothing useful found she settles for bling
lean snow patches hint the white hare to spring into mud to camouflage
Place: 1st
spring paints earth with stunningness -
man gets high from her brushes jeweled touch
Punxsutawney Phil, the groundhog, peeped out of his home to let all know winter is over.
a crocus emerges through the snow ~ spring arises and then will grow
bright dewdrops rest on tender blooms of trout lilies, a gem to eye.
~winter wrens have flown away; grizzly bear comes out of hibernation ~
buds bloom gems with spring hues ~ scent sways on rapture ripples through my charmed sense
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