There are Scores of fiction and nonfiction mysteries
so enthralling we Call them page-turners,
thousands of Romance books and riveting histories,
many shelves of Illustrated books for eager visual learners,
almanacs that advise us about Planting and seasons,
psychology books That describe behaviors and reasons,
science books deemed to possess Ultimate reliability,
DIY* books for those learning to Rely on their own creativity, . . .
The list is almost Endless, but there is ONE Book of the ages,
which God inspired. The Way to the soul’s Salvation is within its pages.
Do It Yourself
Planting a seed of deceit to escape the blame,
Even the blind could see the trick in that dance.
Tangled deep in the web of truth-coloured falsehoods,
Dodgy as a broken glass that reflects beauty.
Only the trueness of its heart sees clear the truth~
Giving its forked tongue some time to rue its regret.
Care nor love enough to make a pet dog a pet.
Attention to fakeness won't turn it to truth.
Nothing but pure honesty makes truth a belief~
That deceit has only a few nights of good rest,
Before the truth shatters it into smithereens,
Ensuring lies don’t last beyond dawn’s first crow.
Only truth-coated innuendoes could fool so much,
Unless the ears that hear are clogged with thick wax~
Rolling out deceit as though not meant to deceive;
Pretending it wasn’t intended to sound absurd,
Ensuring that its belief was clouded by lies,
That made a lifeless toy believe it was a pet.
Spring is here!
Planting time is too.
Replenish and revive
Embracing life anew,
And relish being alive.
Dive in with delight; plant seeds of your own.
In this way, joy can be sown.
Nourish those seeds with your special style.
Grow flowered gladness with your sunny smile.
Hate can have no place in your garden space.
A haven of sweetness you must grow.
Pleasing peonies, precious primrose and
Perky pansies
In your garden you will show
Nodding in a warming April breeze.
Everybody then who
Sees the product of your glad pursuit
Shall also feel the need to follow suit!
March 27, 2023
For the Spreading Happiness Poetry Contest of Anoucheka Gangabissoon
WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY ...
Having a hug - whether it is good times or bad
Allowing myself some free time to do what I want to do
Perfecting a poem to post on poetry soup
Planting seeds and watching them grow into beautiful flowers
Invitations to a special event such as a recent wedding we attended
Not having to get up early at the weekends!
Eating at my favourite restaurant with special friends
Seeing my son flourish at University
Spending time with family and friends
Off on holiday to distant shores
Feeling the sun on my skin
Lying back in a relaxing bubble bath at the end of a busy day
Indulging in a box of my favourite chocolates … mmmm
Finding out my husband’s cancer was cured – best day ever
Every morning I wake up to face a new day – that sure makes me happy!!!
Submitted to Happy Contest Sponsored by Royal Ninja
04~14~16
SPRING SHOWERS
S oon the rains fall to replenish mother earth
P lanting beauty for all it's glorious worth
R enewing life and splendor so very divine
I n step with Nature and God's holy shrine
N ew life bursting ever magnificently forth
G iving relief from cold winds from the North
S tarting billions of new lives serving us all
H eaping green all over this very precious ball
O nly this can replenish fruits of mother Earth
W hen the soil needs sweet liquid to gift birth
E ach drop serves to maintain Nature's firm grasp
R oaring down with each promise so dearly in clasp
S hifting fertile soil like a very finely honed rasp
Robert J. Lindley, 06-15-2014
Francine Roberts
Contest Name , Summer Acrostic, 1)Spring Showers , 2) Summer Rain,
3)Morning Breaks 4) On the Beach, 5) Vacation Time 6)Summer Sunset
7) The Sun's Rays 8) Summer Moon....
Pick one of these for your acrostic
and post the form as acrostic (even if it's also a rhyme) and also use
it as your poems title.
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