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When I reached the surface I could smell their fear
From the depths of my dark they could sense I'm near
Their azure blue skies turned to darken sulky clouds
My cawing cacophony of followers, voiced their loud
Oh what pleasure it gave me knowing they'd find my goal
The darkened seeker sought, the last angel on their scrolls
Commotion, confusion abounded, taken to me was she
Silence was heard in her wings, now kneeling in front of me
Eyes of solemn righteous, now attract this leader of dark
As I stare into her pearly white, she views my wanting stark
To me now close in touch, thunderous clouds applaud my caress
Lightning strikes as I enter her world, in fall, her wings undress
Defrocked, taken forsaken, an incredible darkness now descends
Such power will emit when I surface again, can any race contend
Its ghostly, desolate shell resposes atop a craggy tor,
Overlooking the restless sea on England's venerable shore.
Though its walls have withstood the ravages of countless ages,
Its name and former majesty are lost in history's pages.
What gay times must've abounded within its sturdy walls!
Sumptuous repasts with joints of meat and elegant balls!
The chase for stag and fox with the running of the hounds!
Celebrating with games and picnics on its compelling grounds!
Now, according to local lore, eerie things are seen and heard,
Scenes portrayed by phantoms of events that once occurred!
On moonlit nights a spectral guard is seen to pace its towers;
Clad in mail, armed with lance, he's heard to herald the hours!
On stormy nights as thunder crashes and the savage gale shrieks,
Lightning illumes a princess wraith, tears coursing down her cheeks.
She waves to her prince sitting astride his steed of white,
Who goes forth into battle, this, her handsome, valiant knight!
Did in this once magnificent castle reside a royal line?
We are forever left to wonder about its calamitous decline.
If these cold, gray, massive walls could only speak
To reveal its secrets! But, alas, they now stand mute and bleak.
I hope Inside this sorrow
It will give me strength to Love
Dark jewels In my weakness
Through rainbow colour mist galling dewdrops
Wishing a thousand miles away dreaming
In the sorrow of a grieving heart
Beaten down with sorrow and despair
Darkness dispells the light of my Love
The Angels' tears fall with my own sorrows' river flows
The grief of Love destroys before life's sun
In the valley howling winds
Lifting waves crashing Inside
Ocean coils spreading ashore
Landing upon the golden distant sands
Of never ending joy of paradise
In memories veil we swim within chasms of light
Love abounded no ripples In Souls' ocean
Heavens' fields of blue sprayed with golden Joy
We Loved In fields' of Gods' flaming glory
In grief bring back Love filled days and nights
A little frog sitting on his lily leaf sad
Rubbing his googly eyes with little webbed fingers
Wishing his Princess begging deeply kiss away
His deep loneliness holding Love a special dream
Now In her anguish fairy princess on her knees does beg
Love shall return to rust laden heart
Time now to search for Loves' Rose memories
Weep not my Love spell broken by Loves' sweet kiss
I come by rainbow bridge
A Collaboration by Liam Mc'daid and Michael Clarke.
Ample vicissitudes we both had faced
after the blood-curdling shipwreck while on voyage
trapped in a warren, dreams sailed in a haze
my young master bravely tamed me for his advantage
I became his bosom friend, worth not to put back in a cage.
Young master, what a strong faith you had!
despite the danger you didn’t give up
you had the power, a gift unparalleled to any other lad
to commiserate a beast was not your mishap
nature’s realm was exalted by your heart to the top.
While the wave-tracks lead to uncertainties,
life-boat drifted along the sea in misery
you felt at ease with me despite your difficulties
as fishes miraculously abounded, I fed myself happily
believing that you were the best angler who did all things for me.
I hummed a song in a long journey of anguish
on our way awaited all the scorching hassles
the gale of storm flogged once more its piece
mysterious island beckoned with its ostentatious obstacles
but, your courage and prayers walked over all troubles
finally, I found my lair through your ardent struggles.
August 12, 2013 6.30pm
©2013by Leonora Galinta
Second Place
Contest: any poem goes
Judged: 12/30/2013
Sponsor: Poet Linda PD
So glad you decided to come with me.
I brought my camera and we'll wonder
At the vistas that we would love to see.
A lovely, cloudless day with no thunder.
I knew exactly where the best shots be.
Plodding through virescent hills and hollows,
Below so many trees that form a groove
Careful where to tread, there were some fallows
Splendid shots I took so I'm sure I'll prove
For from an oak, flew so many swallows.
My camera worked: an eagle soared high,
Surveying the artistic span below,
A rill twisting its way, blue as the sky
Flowers abounded, sweet fragrance they blew,
Tired we needed rest, food to fortify.
An inn nearby provided us with food,
Scrambled eggs, hot sausages, tea, and toast.
It had been a wonderful interlude
But my love was the happiest the most.
We went back home, in good humorous mood.
26 April 2021
io syllables per line
Scheme: ababa
There on the craggy mountain
Rocks abounded full of moss
Dew made the way slippery
Climbing was difficult even without a cross.
Up high was a lovely arch
With words that urged for hope.
It was my destination
But the climbing was hard, steep was the slope.
I had made up my mind to try,
There was no other way to go
Yet the paths interlaced full of dew.
I fell a thousand times, but I had to know.
The going was tough,
I could not bear the thought.
That I was going to fail.
I had walked and climbed and all for naught.
I turned back and went down.
The going was easy now.
Life became better and full of fun.
I should have learned better and who cares anyhow.
Suddenly I came to a large ferocious river.
A river of no return. I trembled in fear
For then I realized I was a fool.
Yet all around were demons pushing me from the rear.
A soft voice called my name
”You're still in time, turn back.”
So I returned to my arduous climb
It was harder now but knew that was my real track.
Rastafari certainly was a young man of magnificent talent indeed...
He praised God, as Abraham did, in his chant and dance with true glee,
Bob Marlyn and Peter Posh helped him become a raggae star;
some folks thought he was crazy with those long, braided hair.
Since ninenteen-seventy when hippies abounded,
and revolted against the American Government with protest...
Rastafari wrote great songs of many themes for the oppressed
and poor who were denied civil liberties in their own land.
Listen to those songs, feel the vibrant beat in the his unique music
and walking in his shoes you can sing with him and become his friend,
because Rasatfari dreamed of seeing all peoples embrace around the troubled world...
has he died in vain or left an indelible legacy for those adoring his everlasting beat?
Soft, warm eyes caressed my soul
With a gentleness that would thrive
When I took the time to look into them
Where so much love and joy abounded
Such tenderness surrounded me as I
Allowed this intimacy to fill my heart
And guide my thoughts to a heavenly
Place of grace, where goodness would
Remain, even in the worst sort of pain
~~~
All too soon, my canine friend, my angel
From the hand of One who must have known
I needed a treasure to stay by my side
Always aware of my needs and my dreams
Willing to give to me all of its kind heart
With feelings that seem to make prayers
Bleed from the veins of those who know
This placid spirit will leave this earth
Bounding across the light that separates
The heavens from us, who will always seek
To know the love inspired by this one friend
Who, in spite of darkening the days with death
Will forever be alive, a welcome light, secreted
Deep within the soul who loves completely
~~~
Those soft, warm eyes still caress my soul
From the heavens where I know God alone
Feels the adoration of this gentle friend’s devotion
~~~
Love like this will forever be a part of my heart!
All Pets Go To Heaven Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
August 8, 2020
Intimate
Souls beautiful expression
Of spiritual liberation and intimacy Glorious
Redemption mine"Sins placed on the tree"
Freedoms paid for "Breath of freedom's gale"
Father's divine love "Embraces me, holds my hand"
Spirits soul inner connection
"Reigns inside me gives righteous direction"
Protection "against those who hurt"
Abunant unity "As one, together"
Father release burdens you're my breathe freedom
Trust divine love embrace inner guidance
Free from chains, I stand anew
Breathing liberty, pure and true
Father's love, my guiding light
Father's Inner peace, banishes darkest night"
May your connection with God
Remain intimate and strengthening
Quickly I wave away The Sins that I held I placed them on the tree and left them there no longer are they part of me deep breath as I rest awoken yet still with the breath I kiss the air that I inhale I breathe what I believe is freedoms Gale wins gushing all around me I am abounded I am lovely as he Embraces me and holds my hand
My Father He ever love me He's not a man that He would lie. Though devotions prevail His love I am His always. I am close to Him though He's invisible Inside Me He reigns. Against them that hurt us. inclement tears I once cried every son, every daughter. From Heaven's birth, here we stand atop terrain lands. Engaged embraced we're as one together
Ever close embraced we our Father
Intimate"
11/17/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024 (c)
Inspiring scriptures
Romans 8:1-2: "Free from condemnation"
Psalm 23:4: "Rod and staff comfort"
1 John 4:16: "God is love"
There is land called grace
given by the death of one man
to pay for the trespass of many
so entry to this land all who will can
This entry is absolutely free
God's gift to those that trespass
for by one man's fall in sin
death has passed on this mass
But this man Jesus Christ
has grace for many to receive
for God His father gives it
to all on His son will believe
In Graceland you are welcome
to enjoy this wonderful grace
which came at a great price
to abound for many a face
AUTHOR NOTES: But the free gift is not like the trespass. For if many died through one man's trespass, much more have the grace of God and the free gift by the grace of that one man Jesus Christ abounded for many. Romans 5 v. 15 (ESV)