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Viciously, she draws a blade
of steely cold across my throat,
driving the warm breath from my lungs,
leaving me gasping on the road;
then, with a flip of frost glazed hair,
she whirls around the brick-walled turn.
Caught so in her freezing frenzy, I shudder,
apprehensively pulling my woolen comfort close,
knowing she is slinking even now
back round the block to pounce again,
prowling ice wolf, sharp fangs bared.
A bullying beast all day long,
she pushes nice people aside,
but in the morning we shall wake
to find her raging ceased;
she has gone and quietly left
a field of down about our feet.
Copyright, August 29, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
POTD 19 September 2017
Apprehensively I tramp with my lamp - through a path shrouded in gloom
Silvery shafts of light entwine and fight through foliage as they creep
Gnarled branches twist as I resist their sinister outstretched grabbing reach
With a hushed bated breath I move in stealth - to allow the restless spirits sleep
I have heard and have feared the ancient Mystical stories that are told
Of a fabled cave of age where these immortal spirits abide
A sacred and elated reverie this questing soul with them seeks
To allow ‘The Oracles’ now - to show where my elusive love hides
I have heard it expressed in a blessed rapturous appellation
This glowing love from above that eludes this restless yearning child
A bliss infused kiss that Celestial Beings have been heard to applaud
A connection of perfection that would make Heaven look down and smile
In my quest to find the nest of undying unconditional love
I search alone to find my throne in the mighty caverns of the sphere
May the spirits guide until I find my bride in barren breaths of cold
And now I see in this mystic cavity an apparition does appear
In a gentle voice I do rejoice and hold captive in their chambers
My son are you the one seeking lasting love in our golden grotto
I say yes and will you bless my jaded journey thus far I have made
We’re beings of infinity descending divinity as above so below
I fall to my knees as they say with ease - Feel the vibes of the stone
Before you embark look within your heart - Love explodes there and beyond
I shed a tear with a cavernous cheer and find where I have failed
My soul anew now I'm due for my love to be Spiritually spawned
Acknowledgement from Maria (Down Under) -
To my very dear friend and Poet Extraordinaire`-The illustrious (((Winged Warrior)), for producing this collaboration together with me. It is no surprise at the effortless speed of this production - virtually overnight (because of the time difference), and then another night with the sprucing up. It was good fun and we must do it again WW.
POTD 19 September 2017
Music by Yakuro – ‘Through The Galaxy’ - Published on Mar 22, 2016
Copyright – Maria Williams and Winged Warrior – September 2017
Like a seedling reaching for
the sun's warm rays,
Each of you helped me to find
my poetic way.
I peeked out, apprehensively.
Yet you danced and shouted,
"Hurray, hurray! Come, with us
and pen your way!"
I still am growing word by word,
Sometimes words flow, other
times, so incredibly slow.
So many times, I desired to stop.
My pen covered and wet with salty
teardrops.
I had to grow here and accept
some poet friends abandon you.
But new ones constantly pop up!
God has seen to it that through
your love, I shan't give up!
I have received the most loving
soupmails from those who see
my potential.
Raising my thoughts to things,
celestial.
Those have spurred me on to
reach that zenith...
I once thought was unachievable,
thank you.
And may your poetic works be
more than just dreamable!
With my love and respect,
~Panagiota Romios~
September 18, 2019
Ure my chemical imbalance tipping the scales
Ure the voice shouting leaving me pale
Ure the fright in the middle of a soulless night
Ure broken glass on the sidewalk
Ure cuts thru my shoes while u mock
Ure poetry in motion with nausea
Ure incurable when I wanna be done dotta
Ure an audio clip on a permanent loop
Ure the scandal rag with a crappy scoop
Ure rinse and repeat without a cleanse
Ure finite resources thru a single lens
Ure the reason for recurring work in progress
Ure my daily dose of fogginess
Ure the vacuum of perpetual thoughts
Ure the story who cannot be bought
Ure the constant double edge sword
Ure responsible for striking a chord
Ure the force I try so hard to counter with good
Ure responsible for me being misunderstood
Ure my nemesis and friend all the same
Ure the one enabling me to be creatively insane
No pills, no frills, just terrifying numbness followed by troubling relaxations
A pattern of chills trying not to succumb to this rollercoaster of varying sensations
Copyright © Christopher Delegans 2023
God Had a Plan
Written: by Tom Wright
3/5/2014
My life holds no mystery as Stonehenge’s Rocks,
But has been lived throughout with resolve;
My innermost thoughts extended outside the box,
Apprehensively watching each epoch dissolve;
I lay claim to province for all things I’ve done,
And approached each day as a totally new game;
Some appeared a continuance of the previous one,
In my quest to serve others not lucre or fame;
And through each endeavor the Lord has endowed,
Even during times which found my spirit shaken;
At fifty-six came flame outs from the field I plowed,
Ensuing years have permitted my faith to reawaken.
APRIL NATIONAL POETRY MONTH CONTEST
BEST LOVE OR INTIMACY POEM
Apprehensively, I stepped into a crowded
Wedding reception of a distant relative,
That is when I saw you from afar,
Instantly, my mood changed from apprehensive,
To desire, a woman born magicly for me!
Your flawless skin
Suntanned and glowing,
Your long red hair
Fiery and flowing,
Your presence melted
Throughout my being,
Your flighty flirty silky voice
Above the music and the noise,
Was like an angel’s harp,
A cupid’s arrow,
Aimed straight at my heart.
My breathing shallow,
With a saucy look,
You threw your head back,
Flicked your hair,
Was this a dare,
I drowned in your gaze,
You turned my way,
As if to say yes, you may.
The floor began to slide,
Quickening my pulse,
My senses not so steady,
I felt quite heady,
Your sensuality electric,
It was incredible,
I could almost taste your lips,
So cherry red, so edible,
As I savored you, but
No more could I take.
I walked across the room
And swung you in my arms,
Your titillating laugh,
And long slender legs,
Told secretly of
Other Hidden charms.
I took you home,
The wind was wild,
Your red hair slapped my face,
You held my arm so tight,
With excitement yet with
Poise and grace.
On the way, not a word
Did you speak, your wide,
Hazel brown eyes said all.
We fell in love that night,
And knew each other well,
By first light.
I cradled you murmuring
I will love you till I die,
She took a strand of her long
Red hair, encircling
Our wedding fingers.
Competition Entry: APRIL NATIONAL POETRY MONTH POETRY CONCERT
SPONSOR: Daniel Henry Rogers
Date: 07/04/2026
I want to peer downwards
From such high altitudes
Where
Testing my limits
I drop a few stones
And a few
Minutes later I hear that one singular
.
.
.
.
.
thud
Breathtaking
Peering
So far far down
I want icy tundra
Weather
To
Make me shiver
The snow silently falling
Snowflakes dance on
my fingertips
as they
kiss my
eye lashes
So soft you
Can hear me
Whisper?
I want to slide along in my sled
While
Dog teams
Exhale into the night
In the beautiful
Twilight
I think of you
When
We pass under
The northern lights
I want to love you for the rest of my life
Which
Would be my greatest adventure
Into
The unknown
With
only
our hearts as guides
apprehensively so
But bringing
Me my life’s pleasure
I’ve been gone so long
Searching for something I couldn’t put my finger on
To walk through this world
hand in hand
Facing life together
Is Lifes
Secret
Treasure
have I ever told you that... a picture crystallized in my heart~
an evening, mesmerizing starlit sky,
two youngsters ~ ardently absorbed in each other.
you narrated an entire story ~ with so much zeal~
a spellbound account of love and loss - did not have slightest idea what loss really meant!
I was a captive listener!
what magic did you instill with your hypnotizing voice?
became a priceless memory I could never erase.
have I ever told you that ...I remember an evening of strolling back together
by a desolate narrow village-street...from a favourite musical...
dark noiseless night.. stars mysteriously blinking...
tall trees apprehensively watching,
just the two of us... didn’t hold hands,
walking straight into the night...as if in a trance..
the sight never faded away!
have I ever told you that ...a miraculous evening ~ never slipped away
in front of a mighty waterfalls, an undeniable witness of our bond,
raining uninterrupted...rain and the falls...flooded, drenched both of us,
never witnessed pouring rain the way I did...
my heart never pulsated like the way it did..,
a ruby-crowned kinglet crooned inside me,
heart leapt and almost burst with a sensation of craziest happiness,
rapt with profound sadness..
with the anticipation of losing you.
Reminiscences transformed into.... dreams~
one pearl gets found from thousands of seashells, found my pearls in the ocean of memories.
November 4, 2020
For "Have I Ever Told You That" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
It’s a chill and rainy Saturday night in New Haven - it’s Superbowl eve! My roommates Leong, Anna and Lisa and I were playing a game of Upwards - it’s a scrabble-like word game and we’re all strangely super competitive.
My phone went “dunk!” A happy ‘Water jug’ sound messages make when they're from one of my favorites. The message was from Charles. He was at the front gate with a package that came to the house where Charles and Mrs. Charles live (about 600 yards from the dorm). He passed me the package through the bars at the main gate, “Thanks,” I said, “ga-night,” and he was gone.
Back in my room, I ripped the box open like Christmas morning. The word game could wait - this package was from Paris. The light beige, Jacquemus, ‘Les Ballerines mary-jane pumps’ I’d ordered (forever ago) had arrived and they fit like soft leather gloves.
“Ooo! Glampse!” Lisa pronounced.
“Aren’t they?” I agreed, swiveling my hooves to show them off in the full length mirror.
When I rejoined the Upwards game, talk had shifted to tomorrow's Superbowl.
“I read yesterday that Taylor’s on her way (to the Superbowl)!” Leong declared.
“I like that she likes the NFL now,” I said.
“A lot of people hate her for it,” Anna countered.
“She was on camera twice, for 11 seconds total, in a 3-1/2 hour long game. If that upsets you, you’re bringing a lot of your own baggage to the plot.” I updogged.
Leong wants to order vegan “wings” for the SuperBowl.
“What, exactly, are those?” I asked, apprehensively.
“You’re the girl who talked me into trying buffalo-frog-legs in Paris? Ney?” Leong enquired, sarcastically.
“Yeah,” I admitted, guiltily, “but they were delicious,” I said in self defense.
I’m picking the Chiefs 30-20 over the niners.
.
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glampse = glamorous
"If we allow a deranged mind to control the course of human destiny,
then we become executioners in the annihilation of human dignity"
-by author-
Dejection
Collective yearning inconsolably questing tranquility
races toward stratosphere
Blinding flashes sculpted shadows of lifeless entities
on melted walls everywhere
Mind focused on the obscure contours of ominous rain clouds
solemnly disengages
Upon nameless faces dire consequences unexpectedly surface
on the distinct edges
Eyes gazing overhead apprehensively acceding to portended
unendurable emotions
Fears and the tears of dejection watched the sun dissolve
beyond darkened horizons
\
***The unfathomable depth of despair after a nuclear war nightmare***
-by author-
Penned: 09/10/2014
Cabin 1939
Aboard Cruise Liner:
"Splendour of the Seas"
Mykonos, Greece