Have you ever witnessed
The immensity
Of a Celestial Squid?
Coat of clammy jelly porcelain
Alien skin
Cold and damp, despite eons
Baked betwixt stars
Radiation hazed
Star sick tranquil predator
With lidless eyes
Leviathan of mountain-crushing size
Unravelled across the stratosphere
A shimmering mirage
Eclipse the moon
A family;
Pulsing pod
Of briny gods
Gobbling up planetoids like plankton
Missy Glow said she has giant cat swing; I did not expect this
It must have cost her a fortune, I say to my curious sis
We both go back together to take another peek at this swing
I try to get a price, but she pretends she does not know a thing
It came from my fellow, a sweetheart, an angel, my new beau
I want one for myself, so I try to get his number from Missy Glow
He won’t take your call, he does not know you, she says expertly
I am so irritated I can barely swallow my crumpets and tea
Your bulk, larger Goliath's.
And friendlier!
In holding up, shield-like
Whose shady cover
Confident, this weed, this lad
There neath will hear
Blunted, rayed arrows, rained darts.
Hurled through the year.
He is still a puppy but weighs eighty pounds
and when he walks he shakes the ground
His bark is constant and very loud yet high
Cosmo warnings are not to be denied
Another dog or stray cat or two he spied
a fat little squirrel or folks walking by
Grasshopper at the end of his nose
Sassy ignoring him again I suppose
He eats good and drinks up a lake
he'll eat baloney but eyes your steak
Cosmo always sleeps in the doorway
tell him to move he never obeys
On his back and his paws motion
to scratch his chest if you got the notion
His double white coat he loves to share
for his silky white hair is everywhere
He is more gentle and watches everyone
likes to give sloppy kisses with his big tongue
He sleeps a lot but is up all night
he watches till satisfy his world is right
If he lies next to you his big paws he will use
to push you away to give him more room to snooze
If you play with the mighty boy dog
he chews your hands and arms like a log
His face is sweet and he loves his treats
Cosmo my giant makes my home complete.
The moon decided to learn
how to bake,
And stirred up a giant and
starry- filled cake!
He used the soft clouds for a
bowl of white dough,
And baked it all night with a
warm, glowing glow.
He added a scoop of the
deep ocean blue,
And decorated with shiny,
bright comets and dew.
When the sun woke up
bright, the moon took a
peek,
And fed all his crumbs to the
birds in the creek!
Giant Sequoia, king of all trees!
Standing mightily against the breeze.
Home in California USA;
Inspiring beholders to this day.
Growing more than 300 feet tall;
By living volume, reigns above all.
Some are over 3,000 years old;
Their wood resistant to fire and mold.
Yet, forest fires help maintain their ranks,
As does huddling near moist river banks.
Evergreen trees with lovely red wood;
US Parks protect them as they should.
The largest among them in terms of mass,
General Sherman, in its own class.
Waterfall Tree has the greatest girth,
And Reedwood is the tallest on earth.
No matter what the type of measure,
Each tree is a natural treasure.
Viewing their presence oh-so-stately;
Centuries ago or just lately.
Five little frogs hopped
down to the lake,
To see what a splash their
webbed feet could make.
The biggest from jumped
With a terrible bound,
And scattered the lily pads
all way around.
While the rest swam away
without making a sound.
High above the clouds, a
magnificent, giant rainbow
named Roy stretched across
the sky.
Unlike ordinary rainbows
made of light, Roy was made
entirely of delicious, fruity flavors!
His bright red stripe tasted like
sweet strawberries, while his orange
gleamed with zesty tangerine.
Children looked up with watering
mouths as the yellow stripe rained
down lemon- drops.
The bright green band tasted
like crisp sour apples, making
everyone twist up their faces.
Sailors on the blue ocean licked
the air, tasting waves of refreshing
blue raspberry slushy.
The deep purple stripe at the
very bottom wrapped the hills
in a rich, grape- jelly mist.
Birds loved flying through Roy,
coming out with feathers smelling
exactly like sweet watermelons.
Whenever the sun shone through
a light rain, Roy would host a giant,
sky- high taste test.
He was the most popular bridge
in the world, bringing delicious
smiles to everyone below.
Grandson's Bernese
Sweet giant dog
So loves to please
Just a year old
One hundred pounds
Does what he's told
Looks straight at me
With eyes of Love
Hug's guarantee
Loves to appease
Murphy's his name
Grandson's Bernese
It is hard for me to just write a normal poem
when i have to deal with the
meaning of human beings who stink
who are selfish in every step of the way.
This earth was given to us by mistake
we did not deserve it because we are a waste
there is no good human being
there is only human waste floating
like on top of the water
someone needs to clean all this waste up
including myself including my brother
he is the real human piece of human ass gas
a real piece of fart including my uncle.
Why was i brought here from war to
an even bigger mistake this place
does not deserve me and i don't like it anyways!
Many would disagree but it don't matter
because it is true, this jungle of farts
and rotten lies and stabs who cares
to even get to know us who are we
why all the gods and homeless at the same time?
Because we have become rude to our own
brothers and sisters our families, our mothers
our fathers, where is all the respect
like i said, my father was a great man
but his mistakes have ruined me
from war to an even bigger gore
and horror, this giant toilet of life
i still don't understand why
i was brought here this isn't
the bathroom i want to use!
I did not see anything out there
But my dogs were going nuts
Maybe someone was sneaking around
Possibly getting toilet paper ready to tee-pee us
I looked out there
nothing
Let the dogs out.
They ran toward the oak tree, barking fiercely
Two giant spiders chased them back to the house
I did not realize how terrified they are of giant spiders
Then I noticed my husband out there
He had fallen down, and the spiders were eating his feet.
My Valentine a giant with huge feet
He loves to cuddle up close to me
Yet I don’t adore
Sound of his snore
Like a motorcycle slowly dying
.
Twixt mine duke’s
Two
index’
y
pollex
The earth
mine duke
shakes it’s sphere
and
drop
‘pon mine oak
hern soft
taut
gig’lin
toga‘d
green
A gentle giant, is our handsome St. Bernard dog
He is a rescuer who often appears in the night fog
During World War II he brought supplies to the troops
marching up those steep mountains with nary an oops
St. Bernard named Barry saved a record number of people
Forty to one hundred, shouted a monk from a church steeple
young St Bernard dogs are trained by their older kin
So please stand back, let the rescuing and helping begin.
gentle giant coon
hybrid between cat and dog
best of both worlds
AP: 1st place 2025
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