Fallen star
In my dark
I needed someone to love me; who dies for it in the same way
I had given up on love
I had given up on trust
I had given up on sorrow, pulling me downward and away
You wouldn't allow me to dry into dust
You wouldn't allow me to be, waste thereof
You wouldn't let misery go on for another labor day
Now I'm forever changed because you decided you want to stay
You did not leave me be a decaying metal to simply rust
You became an anodized coating, protecting my heart hereof
With love in this vessel where you belong and will forever stay
Categories:
hereof, appreciation, devotion, emotions, for
Form: Rhyme
Happy birthday, sweet surprise
A change in time, you’ve made it through
Light a candle, close your eyes
Taste the cake we’ve baked for you
Share a smile that you have known
As once the child without a fear
My, the way that you have grown
With just the passing of a year
Happy birthday my dear friend
Balloons we’ve filled with gasping breath
Lost in rhymes within the wind
Now as you lay yourself to rest
Age has left your body weak
But still inside you are alive
Chase your dreams, the heart it seeks
To find your peace as you arrive
They are the times we can’t forget
In every line we speak hereof
The perfect reason for this fest
Happy birthday my sweet love
Michael 3/9/2022
Categories:
hereof, birthday, friendship, love,
Form: Rhyme
S - Shamrock, graceful, green emblem
T - three heart-shaped leaves, only one stem.
O - On St. Patrick's Day the Irish understand
R - redemption - shamrock's story firsthand.
Y - Youngsters recall what St. Pat taught them.
O - Outline of the Trinity, hereof...
F - Father God in heaven above,
S - Son, Jesus Christ, shows His love.
H - Holy Spirit hovers like a dove.
A - Ancient three leaves, the unforeseen
M - metaphor of the Truth, the Life, the Way.
R - Remembered on March seventeen,
O - official patron, Saint Patrick's death day.
C - Crock pot of cabbage and corned beef
K - keeps stomachs full as spirits pray,
S - shamrock, graceful, green symbol of belief.
written 02-02-2020
Rob Carmack: 'Premiere IV - Open'
Categories:
hereof, 11th grade, march,
Form: Acrostic
*Image of Algonquian Papoose by Wikipedia.
Algonquian Papoose
A tribal warrior searching for want
The great abyss secures the tale
A hawk dives down to retrieve what is lost
Returns without, it was a fail.
Pursues the quest, perchance a dove may help
Its genteel spirit might awake
Like the hawk, the dove dives down the abyss
The time is longer, so he waits.
The dove returns, and what was sought, it brings
A man child that was fast asleep
The tribal warrior attempts to wake
Yet, like the abyss, sleep is deep.
He ponders a thought and calls the white doe
In a blink, it stood before him
It drops its head and nibbles the fresh herbs
Saunters and licks the child with vim.
Trails of herbs criss-cross its face as eyes pierce
A mouth yawns and body stretches
An Indian born enlarges the tribe
Tradition pact hereof sketches.
2019 June 21
A BRIAN STRAND 1095
~~Brian Strand
Categories:
hereof, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Quatrain
You shattered my heart
You built me new walls
Betrayed by love.
Impossible to restart
Else my love falls
Into the void hereof
Categories:
hereof, lonely, lost love, love,
Form: Rhyme
True Love :
True love should be treasured
When two people are in love it is beautiful
Nothing is sweeter than the bond of two people
Love is the most magical thing on the planet
Angles cry when love falls apart
Make love magical from the start
Like the sun that brightens the day
You light up my life in every way
Like the moon that glows in the sky
You give me your heart without asking why
Like the stars suspended above
Your precious eyes shine with love
You are my world
My day
My night
You'll always be
My source of light
I pledge myself
To you hereof
My bf
My true lover
My Future Soulmate
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
Categories:
hereof, true love,
Form: Romanticism
How full is the earth’s beauty!
And how I implore the lengthening
Of just a day; that I may bask in
That days brief eruptive flowering.'
Oh how a blemish, throws my senses reeling,
As I pulsate to the Hidden altercation,
'That holds' the core of my habitations 'way'
Eternity is of how long a span?
I know not hereof! 'yet in this
World I crave that longer day.'
Long as the scent of roses reaching,
Climbing up to a too brief climax.
In this climactic world of too brief days,
How I long to know of immortal extemporal
A sign of eternal promise to existence
Once 'pon a swirling..'
Marred in the making, you clay of Creation!
How I compare of the fleeting beauties?
Held it the grasp of a miss-formed pulsating sway
Beauty exists because of imperfect
A balance of imbalance's one may say.'
So, no existence is invalid; ugly is..'
Yet I embrace it for doth not existence validate the unseemly
And does not indeed beauty court decay!
©Joe Maverick 6-12-2013
Categories:
hereof, allegory, identity,
Form: Prose Poetry
In advance I intriguer gaze of thee.
Pardon, honor I so 'twill as to dance?
O fair lady, I see intrigued are thee.
Whereon our four feet will we paint romance?
Hark! Embracing ears, such soulful dulcet.
Oh, oldies but goodies inspiring us!!
Twin hearts composing stings performs duet.
Beauty thou art, live poesy is us.
Inhaling each other our e'ery breaths,
Hereof lover's realm, devotion's eden.
Yea, we dance of love dying many deaths;
Of thy heart knight am I, sword songster's pen.
Let not we forfeit our moments of waste;
Ah, two gentle hands upon thy curved waist!!!
Categories:
hereof, imagination, love, romance,
Form: Sonnet