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Premium Member Still Trudging

STILL TRUDGING…..

TRUDGE….TRUDGE….TRUDGE….
DAY……AFTER…… DAY
fueling the fires of experience
laying waste the fears of failure
laying stone upon stone of truth’s foundation.


STILL TRUDGING…..

through shifting nuances of doubt
itinerant thoughts mindlessly meandering
through the embers of experience
ego fire walking on smoky memory.


STILL TRUDGING….

over the peaks of euphoria’s joy
into the valleys of serenity’s silent calm
wading through the cold truths of mountain streams
laughing at the voices of canyon-less echoes 


STILL TRUDGING

through the vagaries of life’s uncertainties
looking to the future
wary of the past
living in the present
leaving footprints on hourglass sands.


©9/16/2019

100 words Poetry contest
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Premium Member Grounded Love

Grounded Love
When the autumn leaves all begin to fall,
As they take a tumble they will recall,
There is the proper position and spread,
Show colors of yellow, orange and red,

So when the passersby stop, take a view,
They'll see their soul as colorful as you.

Snowflakes share the ground along with the leaves,
They do not tumble but they pile and heaves,
All is distinctive from all of the rest,
Try to appear as charmed being the best,

Excelled hopes for a passerby who'd be,
With Microscope, gives soul eternity.

                                                             ...Aged passerby,
                                              ...sky, ground, and knows,
                                      ...microscopes, colors, souls.

2019 September 15

*2nd Place*

Any poem you want to write exactly 100 words
~~Caren Krutsinger
Form: Rhyme

100 Words About You

100 Words About You

By Gregory L.

They gave me one hundred words to tell the world of you,
I knew before I started that a hundred wouldn’t do.
I wasted three on “I love you”—too common for something this rare,
Spent ten describing your beauty, then wished I had them to spare.

I burned through twenty on your smile, still never caught its light,
Spent fifteen on the peace you bring that lets my soul sleep at night.
Twelve tried explaining why your touch can feel just like home,
Yet without you, every word felt alone.

I spent ninety-nine describing everything that makes you shine,
Then saved the final word to thank God you are—

Mine.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member - 100 - Cto - 100 -

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                                                We can say more
                                         than 100 words in a poem.
                                            The word one hundred
                                                   it can be said
                                         in many ways on our earth.
                                                A word, a number:
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                                                      Honderd
                                                      Centum
                                                   Isang doang
                                          I'll send you 100 red roses 
                                              because you've read 
                                                      all my
                                                   100 poems
                                                    
                                                      
                                                 
                                                      
                                                        
                                                    


12.10.2012
A-L  Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Form: Shape

Premium Member All Is Well

God gives me more love
Than my heart can hold
He whispers joy to my soul
And hope to my heart

God answers my prayers
With assurance that he’s there
Awaiting my questions
Willing to provide answers

God gives me a new day
Sunshine lights my way
He fills me up with thanks
For all that He has given

God sent me His Son
To die on the cross
And then to rise again
The resurrection has come

God saved me from hell
Thanks to Him all is well
He gave me a new life
Without any worry or strife



September 15, 2019
Any poem you want to write exactly 100 words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger


Premium Member The First Love

The first time we had met  
in the drizzle of the setting sun,
your flushing face I painted
on the blank canvas of mind.
Your parted lips alluring,
your dove eyes enticing,
flashed in dreams designed for me.

In the tempest of time
these dreams blew away
with the squall on sail.
Rising from the debris of wreckage,
I set sail on a new sea,
the uncharted course guided by
the beacon of flickering memory.

I reached the shore entranced,
the drifted dreams returned
with your face on moonbeam.
Time couldn’t ravage my longing,
for eternal is the first love.

September 21, 2019
Word count : 100, Checked on PS Grammar Checker
Contest : Any Poem You Want To Write Exactly 100 Words
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger

Premium Member Fragrance of Love

FRAGRANCE  OF  LOVE

   From deep within my heart
    I can’t let myself apart 
    from you! My Darling,
    craving my yearnings!

     I am drinking desires of dormant dream
     with emerald emotion rushing extreme,
     ever flowing in opulence 
     towards your ecstatic essence.

    I always catch the scent:
    Whenever you had sent.
     I can’t help,
      I can’t escape
      but restore in my self.

       Your love I can never forget
       but honor as my best asset.
       Lovely life now to allure.
        Even if death to face
        Happily I will embrace:
         Rest assured.
         Not to repent
         as I have had my achievement.

      Those golden days, again I wish to capture,
      Still sending romantic aroma in random rapture.
       I am bound to follow your fragrance.
       Compelled to sink in your deep dense glance
        that embowered me absolute in cosy corner not by chance.
        To leave that nook, I neither do wish nor do venture.

       I am flooded in your ardent amour
       sensing your glory and grace yet in glamour.
      No way but simply to surrender 
      and to float in odour of love lavender
       settling in abyss of your soul, serene sublime
       humming melody of love in style of hymn.

  07/28/22

 100< Words< 200
   
      Rhyme Rumi Quote 
                                        Third Place

   Contest by by Sotto Poet
Form: Rhyme

Tropical Paradise

Isolated island entices my senses
With fruits,flowers,and white sand
A beauty with no other pretenses
The offerings of this gorgeous hot land

Ocean of a clear turquoise green
Skinny dipping in the cool waterfalls 
Natures boutique is all that's seen
Free and sweeter without any walls

Night skies seen like no other before
Moon beams and stars shine brighter
Who could ever expect or want more
To gaze beauty as you hold me tighter 

Colors brighter then any I've known
Bright yellows reds, greens, and blues
More brilliant then I'd ever been shown
On this paradise with so many hues

1st place
Contest:100 words exactly
Sponsor:Caren Krutsinger
9/15/2019
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member - the Imprints of Time -

To turn your mind

                                  and thoughts back in time

                                      Much has crumbled

                              and something will stand forever

                                 Cobweb, dust, rust and blood

                             Visible signs of the apostle's deeds

                                         Countless miles

                                     Remembering the man

                                      left behind in a cycle -

                                    in the backyard of death

                                       This stirs my curiosity -

                               the identity of the dead is unknown

                                    Thoughts act like an echo

                                 Because is so deliberately naive -

                               to believe things were better before

                                    A story is lived forwards

                                   and interpreted backwards

                                       Blur of old memories

                                         even in possession

                                      of a sharpened glance

                             The sound of church bells ... far away

                                         The door is sealed






19/09/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Any poem you want to write exactly 100 words 
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
1st place in the contest
Form: Verse

Premium Member Red Herring of Lapsing Time

Fall’s felicitous red herring —
the mystery of leaves morphing.
The autumnal applause fairing.
Verdant heat and daylight dwarfing.

The horologic ticker chimes,
as lines are drawn on pumpkins patched.
Gramps, it’s apple picking time. 
The scarecrow’s wise with balding thatch.

Forensic crisp of maple leaves —
children foolishly blinded by
the crimson and yellow dervish
heap...how quickly green does die.

Snowy bonnet soon covers plot —
arthritically profound.
The creaky ice of knees and knots
embellish the grownups’ playground.

Sought are the days of yesteryear —
chirping of birds and childhood friends,
standing aloft swing with no fear,
ascending where sunlight transcends.

9/22/2019
100 words
Any poem you want to write exactly 100 words Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger

Word count checked by howmanysyllables.com
Form: Rhyme

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