“Spring is when life's alive in everything.” Christina Rossetti
Springtime Splendour
SPRING TIME UNDER VISIBLE WAY
Radiantly making headway
To carpet the hills with deep green
And sprinkle beauty across land
A BEE COMES DANCING EAGERLY
From midst of its honeyed perfume
To a park with flowers in bloom
To seek nectar for its beehive
BIRDS COMING DOWN EARNESTLY FREE
Are welcome to their breeding grounds
With open arms and joyful heart
Until time for them to depart
GOLDEN HYACINTH, IRIS, JASMINE, KALMIA
And many more, comely flowers
Adorn the alleys and park side
Nature`s sensory springtime pride
Categories:
headway, appreciation, beauty, nature, spring,
Form: Rhyme
Greeted by the sound of the ocean all sadness eases away
as I skim the surface of a smile, I suddenly make headway
Showered by rainfalls I am filled with the scent of petrichor
I smile, at the thought that God has cleansed me to the core;
Connected to a Higher Power I am an exquisite human being
smiling for a thousand reasons that only I can totally illumine
Invented out of dust I have become the beating heart of love
and I have a million reasons to smile un-mentioned there of
Loved by many understood by few, I am the twinkle of a star
I smile cuz deep inside I know there is nothing that can mar
Abled and armed with compassion and passion I am strong
I smile because I know I am, the breath of everything I am
What makes me smile is the thought that I am never alone
I have Angels at my side, that I don't need to call or phone
In a heartbeat they are there right beside me everywhere
in sickness or in health I know His Love is always, there !
Categories:
headway, devotion, love,
Form: Rhyme
It started off as a domestic
Nothing new in that
With one word borrowing another
The usual case of tit for tat
Men are not so well versed with verbals
While their better halves have words to burn
Yet her sharp and stinging words
No headway were making to take him down
Until she threw in the dynamite ,"You're driving me mad!"
An opportunity he should have done better to resist
Fool that he was ,he just could not let his flippant riposte
Be missed
And out it came, "It's just a short drive."
His convalescence is going well
Categories:
headway, conflict, humor,
Form: Free verse
Spinning a Warrior`s Soul
In the long journey of life, we embrace
Our path may be laid with thickets and thorns,
Some may plant nails along to halt our pace
Others may hold our high headway in scorn,
Let`s not dread, but stay steadfast on our goal;
Some may try to rock the hull of our boat
Others to take the wind out of our sail
Some may wish to steal the shine of our coat
Others may seek from our path to derail,
Let`s not fear but brace our will as a whole;
Some may try to stab us behind our back
Some may try to steal the shine of our seat
Some may wish to deal us a severe smack
Without any speck of shame of their feat,
Let us not shrink but spin a warrior`s soul.
Categories:
headway, appreciation, inspirational, journey, life,
Form: Rhyme
Dasher and Dancer yelled midair
and said to Santa, “We can't fly!
Earth satellites have made a snare
of wireless currents in the sky!”
Then Santa answered, “Use plan B-
come down one level in the sky.
Take care and watch! Don't hit a tree
or steeple top as we zoom by!”
So they both did as Santa said,
though still, they'd be a little late;
made headway now with deer and sled
where techno-waves had low-flow rate!
Categories:
headway, christmas, funny, write,
Form: Quatrain
I’m in the band called “Beg Your Pardon”
Our latest, “The Luddits Headway”
Sells well, and the “Forest of Arden”
Our hit, has got some airplay
There ain’t no plans for touring though:
The phase of changes lingers on
Our singer left to form the “Zoo”
Our drummer yesterday has gone
The reason was the weak attendance
Our captive crowd went away
Eventually, our independence
Drifts in the truest luddits way..
For goodness sake, I’m not complaining
You see me busking every day
Still “Beg Your Pardon” stuff I’m playing
Although it sounds a bit too plain
In my rendition, but who cares
The people pass me on the street
Last night a lady from upstairs
Came down, and we talked a bit
She was a bassist in “Murango”
An ethnic band that played worldwide
I put some jazz, we danced a tango
Got a few clappings in the night.
Categories:
headway, feelings, humor, music,
Form: Rhyme
Walking on eggshells
Tight lipped
Uncertain of every word spoken
Least the tempest
Will be released
Roaring
Waves splashing
Wind storm blowing
Boat rocking
Turquoise water falling
Aimed for shore
Making no headway
Two feet forward
Three feet back
Capsizing imminent
Apocalyptical
Which way will it end
Will there be a future
If I wrangle in emotions
And keep a chain on tongue
Nothing can harm
Wherein there lies
The Holy Spirit
Who my strength
Provides
Always remember
Like in the song of old
Peace, be still
Peace, be still
Peace, peace be still!
finis'
Categories:
headway, abuse,
Form: Free verse
He had as a friend met Remy,
Now, he is his sworn enemy:
On seeing Remy would withdraw,
Race towards any exit door,
For if Remy did, sword could draw:
A full fight or half of it sure!
A friend suggests "Buy St Remy
For your Remy Arch Enemy:
It should wounds heal and clean the sore,
Cold water on scalded heart pour.
"Good ideas we pick or ignore;
At my finance this one would gnaw"
Still he should settle any score:
No headway use teeth and jaw!
The seeds you planted shall grow
The seeds you planted shall grow.
I saw the ones you did sow,
I think that's what you should know.
You don't cocks order to crow,
The twilight to shadows throw
And you can't tell River "Flow".
Down the grasses in farms mow.
They're weeds: much worse than snow.
When you do this lines you toe.
If you fail wait for the blow!
Tell others I told you so.
Categories:
headway, allusion, conflict, courage, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Blue as the ocean,
Deep they penetrate.
Searching for the truth behind the iris.
The past is a reliance, but not the end.
A swimmer he must be.
To weather my storms within.
Torrents of rain and massive waves I send with
thoughts.
To let go and let it be is the true test.
A calming voice tames the blue.
Trust lets you make headway to my beautiful island…
starts the bond.
Landfall, lets him explore the white beaches of vulnerability;
Cautious, though, to raise the sea…to swim again.
Beautiful colors dance and twirl.
Fairies play an Irish tune that flush the cheeks.
Onward you trek through the betrayed jungle and the desert of love to reach
the heart of the island.
A fortress of granite looms before you…makes you timid.
Empty armor of those lovers fallen litter the ground.
What makes him different from those that failed?
Instead of forcing his way in or scaling the walls,
This one listens
To your wants and needs.
The ground trembles,
Rocks cascade and crumble.
Revealing the key to each other’s happiness;
Seeing the value and worth in each other.
Categories:
headway, analogy, beautiful, feelings, for
Form: Free verse
Natasha Romanova, the fair 'Black Widow',
In The Marvel Comis, is a superhero;
Surreptitious, specific, and snake-like deadly,
A one-woman army, when needed, self-medley...!
Adorned with the boundless power of hypnosis,
She made anyone, to act as per her gnosis;
With super reflexes, she functioned lightning-fast,
Saved Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson from bullet-blast...!
like Captain America, the peak strength she gained,
She turned her physique stronger or faster, unstrained;
Resurrection was her grand strange ability,
Getting killed, she soon rose in calm tranquility...!
Like light bats or cats or rats, she ascended on walls,
Midst her marvelous jumps, she escaped any falls;
Like Count Dracula, she could, often, shapeshift,
The mighty Mjolnir hammer she could freely lift...!
Her weakness of guilt or ego could not outweigh,
When her might, like gales or storms, made headway;
She sacrificed her life to save others, stories say,
In the Midwest, in a still grave, she calmly lay...!!!
23 January 2023
Marvel Superhero or Supervillain Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Categories:
headway, hero, people,
Form: Rhyme
what is the true pattern of consciousness in this immense universe?
how far into the overwhelming breach has awareness been dispersed?
in the depths of exhaustion, the dark silent stillness nourishes me
universe is full of entities which act surreptitiously
from ignition, our sun has shown each second of every cosmic day
particle exchange has long been the source of our universe's headway
those traits which exemplify humans have uneven distribution
we reside in the crucible of universal evolution
constant flow within our cosmos is mainly a matter of valence
we expand level of consciousness through reality's surveillance
earthly prophets proclaiming simplicity makes words more persuasive
biota which our planet has generated became invasive
providing sudden realization existence is pervasive
Categories:
headway, change, creation, earth, humanity,
Form: Monoku
Criminal reform - we think of those who deserve a second chance or are caught in a system where they can never make headway, or those who were imprisoned unfairly. But in today’s economy, we let loose, like a violent dam set on destruction, the worst of the worst. It should not need to reach your loved one before you open your eyes to the truth. Who is putting these people in high places to destroy our freedoms?
VIOLENCE
Vehemently the collaboration to do good as
I see fit. To do unto
Others as no other has thought to do. Unthinkable
Love of letting criminals go. Not those
Eager to repent, not the
Nonviolent, but repeat offenders - murderers, rapists… It’s
Criminal to put blinders on, to murder the innocent at
Every turn and to release the Joker and Riddler into Gotham.
9/8/2022
Categories:
headway, america, anger, corruption, violence,
Form: Acrostic
I
Decades in America changed me
Yes, piglets are cute, obese ones not!
America regulates farming, pets, husbandry
People of color, here, practice pig-cleaning:
Pigs eat human feces; toilets are rude
And no toilet skills are taught
The public schools say, Kids can't use
Toilets right, so buildings stink, fail
(In my township, as in schools, feces flow
as thick sludge where feet & wheels go)
African owned cows walk the streets too
II
Pigs pass my fenced cottage (I rent)
I send them off with rock and stone
A neighbor said, "Don't kill them."
I said, "I'm sending them home;
They don't belong here, near me."
But I like goats & cows near my fence!
This is my missionary work - on defence:
But sharing in this township Jesus sent
Me (as "apostolos") to evangelize
I am making some headway with kids
Only because Holy Spirit leads us
(Wendy and me; she gave up pork
Two years ago; we strive for kosher)
Lazy lives: LORD, prevent us living so
Categories:
headway, africa, confusion, corruption, culture,
Form: Bio
Whatever ensues, we'll bequeath to God.
God unfolds, and he sustains us thus faster.
The work we adopt should be uniquely cowed.
God has endowed us all alone on this matter.
To cheer, I should foster a dignified bearing.
As yet, each of the muses affords their amenity.
Since wagging devotedness in any dealing.
The verse is feeble and prosaic as a lousy authority.
Yet long my dome it bobbed back, I can't sight.
Somebody is flopping tight for a truthful replay.
With trust redressing the case upon the plight.
Decay is undeniably greater crucial than headway.
There, I'll yield my spirit a co-conspirator.
My zealous heart has generated the blaze.
After that, the sonnet will be worn forever.
Time never alters the line rooted in God's praise.
Categories:
headway, analogy, beauty, devotion, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
Some are ……
(Poetic Form:: Argonelles)
Many
are too illogical;
very difficult to convince.
Disputes settled but they'll dismiss;
tried but impossible.
Some are
self-centered, each issue
they'd examine to find what's for
them, if no gain felt, won't care more
discourse to continue.
A few
are unreasonable;
they will behave in such a way
that's unfair, one can't make headway;
they're not amenable.
~X~X~X~
Categories:
headway, culture,
Form: Other
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