What's life's offer, forgotten innocent hunger feeds
Thirst within the soul questioning existing
What is a man except all that he is
His fight insane, death a reflected memory
The struggle for hope and dreams fade
Reality of life we pay our freedom
Never free, just drama of societies killing
Is every not suppose be equal to another
The same we bleed red, to earth our dust returns
Our insanity, like a wild ambition inside
Consumed by life, drowned in a material world
A forgotten past we live today's future
Still our purpose we look not unto
Only ourselves we think of, always wanting
But unto our fellow man fuel heart's hatred
His worth judged by words of appearance
Love, like a orchestra in desert with no one to hear
An inspirited being wanting its desired feeling
But yet it is selfish to its own lust
A sunset promise, life isn't that beauty
But a myth as if a legend of time
Just a dreamers world of possibilities eager
Breath of life, I give just to be
One must live first to appreciate breath for life
The consummate scent of Earth's due decay
Subdues gently the fervor of Death's perennial
Parade, whose incumbent silences the withering leaves
Do so barely correct, by singing tremulous or crying to the choral winds.
But, as with an inspirited indifference, that incensed breeze yet swept
The consummate scent of Earth s due decay
Far from that secret tome whence mortal moments may,
As with grave strength from deepest wells of regret,
Be still distilled into that which, -despite bare Oblivion's
effortless sway-
Thus vivifies such frailty as whereby
The consummate scent of Earth's due decay
Has ever it's beauty in sanctity kept.
And does Death then yet impress a violence but so fair,
As with the mellowing maple leaf, or the ripening pear?
And who would prevent them that Death should repay?
Hence, the consummate scent of Earth's due decay.
“The wind is the pounding of my heart.”
Rush of my pulse ‘neath Autumn trees.
The brisk, cool wind - twist, coil and twine.
Refreshing eucalyptus-breeze -
Rush of my pulse.
Suddenly surrounded - all mine.
Dalliance incites me to freeze.
This uptick of heart is divine.
Deep breath, breathless, the swoon of knees.
Inspirited cheeks, cerise-wine.
This heartbeat of maples decrees -
Rush of my pulse.
8/15/2022
Contest: Let Your Muse Be Inspired - R Form
Sponsor: Constance La France
Roundel - abaR/bab/abaR
Refrain - 4 syllables, other lines 8 syllables
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Nacreous and opaline iridescence
Scattered through my gated garden
Million white tendered blossoms
Oozing intoxicating perfumed bursts
Most divine exotic jasmine
Beaded lily of the valley
Melodramatic calla lily
Trumpet playing lilium
Oversized amaryllis
Inspirited hyacinth
Lotuslike magnolia
Tall spiky foxgloves
Rock garden candytuft
Innocence of baby’s breath
Exalting nacre for my opalescent muse
AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Front Page Pick 2023
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Fascination,
Excitement....
? Luscious and intense.
The Empowered spectrum commence,
Despite,
? Prone to out-curve in reverse ...
From Will power, Concious durability,
? The soul .... will persist to deduce,
?To lighten the dusk entangled in our misdirected neural paths ....
Chooses the creative hearts touch ,
? On the heavenly leap of faith,
? The Fullfillment catch.
Hush.
?
?Precious life to appease the yearning soul,
? Inspirited, only dulled by one selves unsettled impeding mind crawl...
?Limitation pressure follows up, the dark owl...
?
?Yet Now from inner core ...
? Emerges a optimistic distilled soul,
Can fully adore , creativities nurturing console.
Determinedly occurs,
The Outburst of
The Entrapped -
Inner subtle gush.
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I was told, I should not look. That's all it took
inspirited to sounds and motion of birds.
My heart and sight fixed not to overlook
the experience of the Lord's melting Words.
I stared, unable to utter a sound,
at the radiance beauty of angels,
ruffling their feathers. They have gathered around
unfolding like flowers adoring the aisles.
A feeling of glorious warm wave of
joy engulfed me, listening to His story.
My knees hit the ground looking up above,
stretched out my arms to receive His glory.
I was led by the Word and His nail scarred hands.
Heaven I found, succeeded in making me understand.
6/9/2017
Contest : I SHOULD NOT HAVE LOOKED
Sponsored By; Mystic Rose
at first glance my heart leapt within me
i felt a sensation i never once fell victim
you stole my heart and i had to get it back
i unleashed upon you the gift of my mouthpiece
even Shakespeare would have given me my due
with the eyes of a lamb you invited me
to share the beauty spot of you gorgeous heart
you came knocking at my door step
at the eleventh hour my ark angel
made my life a blossom of Lillis
once in a lifetime i experienced heaven on earth
exchanging rings inspirited our love
beautiful like diamonds Rihanna did say
our love proved spherical for it had no end
till that day you left without a word
under the wreck of a monstrous machine
you left me for the land of the leals
for even the gods adored you more than i
and the paradise curtens fell
a paradise too short indeed
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