Interests Poems

The Art of Living

Beauty is in the mastery
of the life you have created for yourself
the interests and passions you've delved into
culminating in the unique individual you've become
you are the tapestry of your life's work



AP: 2nd place 2025

Love Interests

I hardly know her,
yet I dream.
Her name is Luna,
she is one of those minor Goddess's
that are often seen
on a clear starry night in rural Ohio.

My friend Morty says
I am not worthy of my lovely wife,
but he openly declares his love
for my spouse.

Meanwhile, the demigoddess known as Luna,
has written a bio of my life so far,
In

have my interests changed

I used to paint for twelve hours
and it was not enough
if I could have stayed awake longer
I would have painted for twenty-four hours
not walls or porches, canvases
I love drawing cartoons and painting them
Now I am in my studio for less than an hour
when I get antsy and find something else to do
have my interests changed?
Was

No Interests

Imagine No poetry
No photography
No music
do we  know our own worth ?

 a mean streak of  yellow light emits
and dimmer eyeballs entail
with a soupçon of an onion reminiscence

Photoshop Interests Me

Rainbow owl, you are amazing even though
You are completely photo-shopped I know
An artist has made you adorable to me
I like your looks, gorgeous is what you be.

It makes me want to use photo shop myself.
I have never done it, because I need an elf
Who understand the ins and outs of technology.
So they can teach graphic

The Death of a Prisoner

A woman 
Is no longer a prisoner 
In a family
Like the olden days
Now
With her own pursuits
Own interests
Own wellbeings
And
No more intensive pressures
From the mother-in-law
Or anyone else's dictatorship
A new person is born
To the society
To a new era
And now
The death of a prisoner
Has ended the miserable stories
Of women 
In the olden days

When Melancholy Drowns My Interests

When melancholy drowns my interests,               
all seem lost; when black bile's ooze then molests,           
I travel through the valley of this death,
lacking life, hope—even desire for breath!

So, myself from blackness I

Going,Going,Gone

The curfew city rustles
People begin their hustles
Transport and markets bustle, noisily
The curfew has served its purpose,obviously

We get it more clearly now
From ourselves we knew not, to protect us, how
Enter the consummate politician
He protects business interests, not the Physician

He spews numbers daily bigger
Wields authority, we figure
Advises that we borrow heavily, to save us
We get broker, as

Common Interests

The obsessive narcissistic lover of hers
climbed the hill of challenged.
Beating his head against a brick wall
for his pure love was damaged.

Whilst meeting they seemed to get along,
with common interests per usual.
Neither proudly advertised;
for this was unconventional.

Upon leaving he stirs and slurs,
left alone she questions again.
Uttering muttering "women",
naming blaming "men".

Pick up their phones to call now

Trival Interests

Be careful not to lose the letter
attached to the top.
I finished mending the pants
she said, I hope you like them
them, I didn't know that Blue denim
Vest and pants where so heavy, they'll look
nice with those snakeskin shoes you
got for Christmas.
I hope she'll go with you,
I mean if you ask her to the dance
I hope she

Common Interests

COMMON Interests 


Kim and I were both taught to be good girls, and we both believe in God and humanity.
We use long poetical rhyming words like insanity, vanity and profanity.
Both of us like the outdoors, and know there are dangerous things like gravel  and snakes out there,
Which will jump up and bite our bare

Prurient Interests

Last evening I noticed another disconcerting Trump headline.
This felt and smelled more like a deadline
for disintegration
than a lifeline,
a bootstrap, if you will,
toward integrity of health and regenerative safety,
which I thought was front and center
in our US Constitution
which I remember him swearing to protect
right before he reassured all of us
he is here to listen to everyone;
Republicans

Conflicting CoOperative Interests

Two Taurus husbands
intending to nurture shared truths 
of Win/Win 
organic mind/bodies
engaging Earth's interdependent communion

To discover our conflicting 
and often unshared 
half-baked thoughts
intentions
anticipations 
in articulate and marvelously punctuated language,
rhythm, 
lexicon of meta-confluent function 
and integrally warm
co-gravitating flow
like butta' 

To uncover, 
recover,
rediscover 
our therapeutic seeds 
and traumatic weeds,
cooperative hopes 
and conflicting transracial despairs, 
repeatedly, 
co-passionately,
authentically, 
resonantly
and, at

What Interests Me

What Interests Me  
I know there are men more tender than you
With eyes more protective than yours,
And more other things,
And . . . . . . .
But I’m not interested in the number of hydrogen bonds in molecules of water.
All I know is that without water, I’ll die of thirst
And it’s the same
Without you.

Translated

He Is Interested In Our Interests

When we pray to God in 
purity,
We speak our mind to Him 
with alacrity,
when we study His Word 
deeply
He speaks His mind to us 
clearly

When we praise Him in His 
beauty,

we spring into His 
presence... in reality,
When we Thank Him 
thoughfully,
we spur Him to doing more 
constantly.

When we worship Him 
willingly,
we spray Him awesome 
words

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