He said that in odd years he's fat,
He can't be Olympian in that.
In years that are not,
He can't find the spot,
Or else he'd have gold by the vat.
Paths
are the impossible
connections of A to B
projections with no one
projecting~
is it a wonder that
paths are already
the gold that is sought~~
The Autumn colours of gold,
Vibrant colours on display,
Red, green and gold leaves so bold.
Leaves falling to the ground,
Dancing and softly swaying,
A crisp, crunching sound.
A blanket of beauty,
As the days turn cold,
Changing of the seasons,
As the Autumn colours unfold!
MAGICAL!!
Five days late…
His birthday almost forgot-
but not quite…
The hurt lingered deep.
A small package arrived
addressed to him--
Special
from Dad.
Inside: a watch.
A big boy gift,
for sure.
Gold and bright,
crystal light,
backstamped RollX--
a boy’s treasure,
for sure
Too large for his wrist.
No matter.
He would grow tall,
just like his Dad.
The watch was perfect,
just like it was,
Worn each day with pride--
a symbol
of genuine love and dedication…
How priceless
he was in Dad’s eyes…
Proof.
Scratches
and a flaking finish
didn’t matter.
Neither did
the crack across the face,
or the fact
that it always read
a bit after two.
A good polish--
and it was
good as new.
Like the day
he got it.
Five days late.
September sunshine is a blessing
we treasure each day of summer lingering
golden honey lavishes candied memories
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
When fire visits you
It will not stop burning,
Until gold appear.
In his mind the trains came for him
Yet in his sails the slaves left no mention
As the Midas touch befalls the land,
Leaves turn gold and I will hold your hand.
Love will bloom, feeling ever so grand.
We will walk together this September,
Creating precious times to remember.
Our love will grow like a burning ember.
There's a vision we hold,
It's value in what has been told,
The reason so many souls are sold,
Working life away to acquire gold,
Molding their existence.
What is it's significance,
The difference from any other stone?
You're only shown you needed some,
Just a little crumb is all you need,
To feed a family in need.
That shimmering greed,
Now poisoning Earth's seeds,
Dirty deeds making enemies,
Turning beauty into pennies.
Keeping people from getting any,
Only creating scrutiny,
Mutiny in reverse.
As the curse is lifted,
Only the gifted can see,
The truth behind money,
I think you'll find it funny.
The value that is assigned,
Is defined within the mind,
Signed by the soul.
Gold stole the power you hold,
Devouring the life you were told,
Was just about growing old,
And watching it all unfold.
Have you sold your life to gold,
What is the value you hold?
This dying oak leaf
Between my fingers was
The only gold I ever owned
Not that I can say
It was really mine
Just something
To keep for awhile
While September was
Here with me
That leaf played with me
Running rings around
My wrinkling fingers
For minutes …
That felt like hours
Then, with palms open
I let gold go …
Back to where it belonged
Which was not with me …
God, who created everything,
is God over both man and things.
Pure gold, diamonds, and precious stones
are among the vast treasures He owns.
When men refuse to worship Him,
their ego rises to the brim.
They make for themselves gods of gold,
like people did in days of old.
The gods of gold debase man’s soul
and on his spirit take a toll.
After he at their altars feast
erelong, he will act like a beast.
Worship of God lifts the soul,
transforms men’s hearts, and makes them whole.
The more men feast on God’s pure Word,
the more they become like their God.
Make not for yourself gods of gold,
for they will leave you in the cold.
They cannot give you what you seek,
but will sure leave you up a creek.
Turn to God who made your soul
He wants to cleanse and make you whole.
The gods of gold are all a fraud,
stop trusting them and worship God.
The Saint Lucia flag reflects the tropical sky,
with the colour blue representing fidelity
and the emerald waters
of the Atlantic Ocean and Caribbean Sea.
Gold represents the prevailing sunshine
and, of course, prosperity.
The triangles, they symbolize mountains,
the Soufriere twin Pitons,
and the people's hope and aspirations.
While there, couldn't help but smile,
for tho' located north of the equator,
with my eyes on an unusual sight
where, low on the horizon, and with clear skies,
I saw the Southern Cross every night.
Haiku 50
wheat field bathed in gold
grain shafts, wind sways them all~
time for harvest in fall.
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w ~h ~e ~a ~t f ~i ~e ~l ~d b-a-t-h-e-d in g-o-l-d e
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Honeyed ginger across warm skies
lavish venues painted in broad luscious strokes
~ summer magic in your eyes
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
a dark sky brightens
as a bright gold orb rises~
breathtaking sunrise
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