the blood runs thin yet saturated with ideas
foreign and forgotten of home's idyllic nature
day's twinkle welcomed the white svelte blankets as
golden needles pierced deep through the fabric of her sky
the world's warm embrace held where happiness ebbed away
dragging and plodding until there was nothing left but
the last rain's cleansing nature
the world around was reborn
the rain washed my skin and soul
the blood that once ran iced thawed
the chambers broke free from rust
forever stained and broken
yet renewed and young
intersperse were the rays of gold beyond the
fields of fruition and hope
returning inside, dripping
i embrace absurdity
that was once my prison as
the once maddening stenches
run clean
The sea stretches across a vast expanse
Blue and white, do the waves prance
As a boat struggles to stay afloat
When the waves draw themselves to their height entire
The folks crouch down and say oh sire!
Spare us of your wrath
For sinners and saints are we
And by every decree
Shall we adhere to our values
With a kind heart and a spirit free
The sea reduces to a mere dance
Its waves gentle as snow
Blue as the sky speckled with froth white
The orange sun now sheds light
Giving rise to a day anew
As golden and blue intersperse
Creating a sight spellbinding to man's eyes
In simplicity lies its beauty
Engulfing folk in mirth and joy
The ship peacefully sails ahoy
Arm-in-arm unspoken is the message received; neither of us is looking to disperse;
Standing parallel, hands held laced, with a kiss to yours averse
I'll look for days at a loss for simple ways to remember each smile you intersperse;
Though our dinner is done, can we still be spoons who can also converse?
I hold your head, and we watch the sky fade to honey-red; day, please reverse!
Be damned the stars playing out the scene of all nights past rehearse
As city lights come on all around us, I'm lifted from a lifetime's blinding curse
On this terrace, while they sparkle in your eyes, you're showing me the universe
"There are no passengers on spaceship Earth. We are all crew"-
Marshall McLuhan
Spaceships explore the universe
On voyages light years away
Galactic wonders so diverse
Spaceships explore the universe
Where twinkle of stars intersperse
With new planets seen day by day
Spaceships explore the universe
On voyages light years away
Couples make a big commitment,
when, at the altar, they say, “I do,”
vowing to love, hold, and cherish
and declaring, ‘Til death do us part.”
Not aware of what the future holds.
The unknown “for better or worse,”
slips way into the background,
though they will intersperse.
‘Tis good to plan and dream
about sharing all of life as one,
though the level of trust required
can be more than first thought.
Trust is very, very fragile,
like great grandma’s best China.
Just handle it carelessly, and
it lies in shambles on the floor!
Assume a great miracle happens,
and all is glued back together.
It’s never the same again.
Fractured lines are very apparent.
A precious thing, a marriage,
meant for mankind’s good,
but it can’t overcome all,
if handled by careless fools.
Oh, I could go on and on,
but then, I’d go on preaching.
Yet, it occurs to me just now,
in forty-five-plus years of officiating,
I’m aware of only one marriage…yes, one,
that overcame the curse of infidelity.
What do you think of
when you hear that phrase
"A Soul is Divine"...
For me, it sparked word association
with the pre-WWII Polish Diary called
Divine Mercy in my Soul by Sr. Faustina
Poems start it and intersperse it...
baring her soul, Light/ and darkness
:) consolation/ and :( desolation
Revealing what is Divine
Mercy, Wisdom, Guidance
All that is good is of God
God, Who is rich in Mercy
loving our souls into being
loving each one, personally
Giving us another chance
letting us get to know Him
till we can say with conviction
A soul -- my soul-- is divine
because God loves me! :-D
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"A Soul is Divine" Poetry contest
Sponsored by: Mohan Chutani
deadline: 7/24/2023
Monorhymes: monotonous, boring verse
Often thoughtless, constructed in reverse
Never flowing freely, quite the converse
Only ever poetic slime, coerced
Requiring at times phrasing less diverse
Harsh, all grit and grime, tortured, strangely terse
Yet perhaps not - one can find them quite perverse!
Maybe include acrostics, intersperse,
Embed monoku’d sweet rhymes when traversed?
Surprisingly, a sublime universe!
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for the SINGLE STANZA MONORHYME Poetry Contest
sponsored by Milt Hankins
written 10/4/22
This contains a monorhyme, an acrostic, and an embedded monorhyme that is also a monoku
Poetry soup stirs the muse with many forms to choose
Open your stanza and immerse yourself in verse
Enjoy an enclosed rhyme with words sublime
Then intersperse metaphors as the poem you traverse
Refrains are fine as you alternate the lines
Yesterday's woes can inspire a prose
Sonnets by Shakespeare can give your muse flair
Or write of morning dew with a haiku
Use your quill and let a Triolet spill
Post your poem if you will
8-10-2022
Poetry Soup Beyond Its Name Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
To glide with inspiration above quilted clouds
Where birds so often soar
Glimpse a sunset hued in gold
With many colors to adore
To grasp the muse that swing from creative vines
And sway from abstract thoughts
Upon the page release the lines
Which meander within the plots
Clasp the quill as the ink flows
And carefully craft each verse
Clutch the metaphors in rhyme or prose
As throughout the page they intersperse
Sometimes the ending can hold a surprise
And cause a gasp in its trail
The words flow subtly and with guise
Its meaning you then inhale
6-28-2021
Writing Prompt Grasp - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
A poet, when writing a verse
Should into her feelings immerse
For she won’t survive
If she tries to deprive
What she writes of what might be adverse.
Though, of course, she just might intersperse
Words to soften a blow or reverse
Certain thoughts that contrive
To cause damage to thrive
But to out and out lie would be worse.
My heart's a universe of galaxies;
each one is filled with blessings from above
by my dear God- who knows no boundaries.
Of three heart galaxies- one's filled with Love
by which I try to share all I receive;
I pray God's joys of Love- I'm worthy of.
Another galaxy helps me believe;
His gift of Faith is what life's built upon.
Faith circles Love with strength- they interweave.
My galaxy of Hope revolves to spawn
its sunny rays on darkened paths- disperse
to keep my spirits high from dawn to dawn.
Love, Faith, and, Hope fill my heart's universe-
with galaxies of joys that intersperse.
February 2, 2021
Contest: 3
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
Rhyme Scheme:
A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C D-E-D E-F-E GG
SPRING MEMORY
Snow fades fast like a princess removing her diadeM
Periwinkles and wisterias soon multiply everywherE
Rays of sunshine intersperse with rosebuds that blooM
Invigorating blades blush with dewdrop-sun blaze combO
New plants reveal the handiwork of the Master DesigneR
Greenery refreshes and reminds it's Springtime heavenlY.
05.24.2020
From the Back of the Bus
The journey to school via that yellow tin can
They call it a bus at least where I come from, man
Long and narrow it transports it’s precious cargo
And delivers daily where we must show to grow
My favorite destination of that vehicle not of choice
Was the back of the bus so I could hide inside and rejoice
Many lessons were learned on the way to school
Observing life from that back of that melting pot pool
One learned about friendship between two friends
The shy kid whose ride was a means to an end
The bully that would run amok
Those were the ones that would have me duck
There were smiles and frowns alike
Most days I would rather ride my bike
Some days were up but most days were down
In the midst of the crowd and the class clown
Intersperse that beautiful girl
And the kids that made you want to hurl
Some were kind and some were tough
Seeing some of both was enough
Not realizing at that young age
This was preparing us for a different life stage
The ride was a daily grind
While I was looking for something else to find
From the back of the bus
Andreas Simic©
Elohim, omnipotent power
Dominion over the universe
Every little bird and flower
Honor Him over the earth disperse
Their songs and blossoms intersperse
Alpha and Omega, Beginning
And the End, Ancient of Days is He
Why does man keep on his heels spinning
When a Savior did from beginning foresee
The Word would live with men and set free
Inspired by Brian Strand's Contest # 225
Ten lines, English Quintain, no set meter
I notice on a day that's gray
I also seem to dress that way.
Without the sunshine to inspire,
I tend to stick to drab attire.
It doesn't make a lot of sense
When clothing clearly complements
An atmosphere of cloud and gloom,
Allowing somberness to loom.
On light and sunny weather days,
I wear apparel that's ablaze
With colors neon, bright or bold,
A joy to wear and to behold.
But if I stuck to the reverse
Perhaps then I could intersperse
Some happiness when skies are dull,
By bringing color to the lull.
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