Long April Poems
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Vicky is an archer, born on the 14th of April,
In 1977, and started getting that archery thrill,
In 2010 when she competed for the first time:
She found archery thru a friend’s lucid dime.
She lives in Malvern in Worcester, England,
So she trains in Lillishall in Shropshire’s land,
At the National Sports & Conference Centre,
Where there are facilities and lots of banter.
Her coach since 2013 is Rikki Bingham, tough,
She’s right-handed, not left, it does the stuff,
Vicky throws 26” long arrows at weight 24lbs,
And she went international in 2014, grounds.
Indeed, at the Euro Para events in Switzerland,
She shoot a new WR to get a silver garland,
Then at the Para Worlds, in Holland at Almere,
She won a bronze and a coherent team silver.
And then in 2016 again at the European Paras,
But this time in Saint Jean de Monts in France,
Vicky gained another individual bronze medal,
So she is also going to Rio de Janeiro to treadle.
I was born in ancient Egypt, a girl,
a princess with a necklace of pearl;
death came while still young,
my beauty still unsung . . . .
My tomb holds myths written and art,
drawings depicting an underworld chart;
with each dawn I have a beating heart.
I roam the world during the day,
at night in my tomb, I lay;
in the sun, I am happy and gay.
Not alone am I, destined to endless time,
we can slip into your world anytime;
appear quite normal, quite sublime,
but always this girl- will bring a necklace of pearl.
my name is Tirah . . .
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April 26, 2017
Rhyme/Tirah, Mythology Fantasy
Copyright Protected, ID 895697
YGGDRASIL Me Contest
White Wolf
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Just my imagination, no such girl or myth.
Say you love me
I see it in your eyes
I see it in your smile
I see it in all you do
Why don't you just say it?
Say you love me
All my life I've waited
for you to appear
To share my life with,
to share my heart with,
to share the air
that I breathe
to have one heart,
pumping love's blood
through our united veins
I know you feel it!
Why can't you say it?
Say you love me
I tell you constantly
just how I feel
that my love for you
is genuine
really... real
You always say
thanks, or... I know,
once in a blue moon
you'll say... me too
Is that the best you can do?
My, I love you's are left
suspended in the air,
embarrassed,
naked, exposed,
because
there is no
warmth to cover my
private thoughts and feelings
Why is the door to your heart closed?
Why don't you answer me when I call?
I know you,
and I know that you love to be loved...
but do you know how to love?
Do you recognize that warm feeling
growing inside of you?
It is love isn't it?
Answer me please!!
when I call your name
When I say I love you
please...
please...
please...
...
...
say you love me...
John Derek Hamilton
April 13,2016
April 17 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Kings 15-17
Key Verse – 1Kings 15:5 Because David did that which was right in the eyes of the Lord, and turned not aside from any thing that he commanded him all the days of his life, save only in the matter of Uriah the Hittite.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO ENABLES US
TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT
Praise be to God for enabling us to do what is right in His eyes amidst:
Reign of righteousness in our heart
Rule of redemption above our happiness
Relief of repentance against our heaviness
Rejuvenation of restoration along our healing
Revival of rededication toward our humble helping
1Kings 16:13 Praise be to the Lord Who warns us
against provoking Him to anger because of our:
Sinfulness and transgressions
Shamefulness of threatening tricks
Shallowness along timidity’s tenacity
Selfishness midst traitorship-temptations
Stubbornness toward terrible temper tantrums
1Kings 17:8-9 Praise be to the Saviour for
sustaining us by His:
Gracious salvation mercifully
Greatness settling us miraculously
Goodness that satisfies us magnanimously
Guidance for our sanctified service mightily
Governance toward our stewardship marvelously. Amen!
April 17, 2024
the music plays
our feet tap dance
to the rhythm we sway
ego fades in playful dalliance
lovers with hearts melded holding hands
pheromones innocently intermingling
joy throb mind cannot understand
magnetic current scintillating
we watch day shift to night
scarlet canvas in slow exhalation
no words remain to depict our delight
as ambedo trance becomes our meditation
sensory pleasure surrendered to the flow
wherein the subject and object merge
childlike exuberance in play mellow
experiences a vibrant bliss surge
simply present in the continuum
embracing and releasing each pulse
each node within form a joy sensorium
heightened rapture our being does engulf
identity vaporised we no longer weigh and size
the thinking process but a body instrument
rested since narrowness stifles surprise
celebrating life without abatement
equal in both pain and pleasure
consciousness fulcrum in the void
stagnating not yet each breath treasure
mode embrace hold release always overjoyed
Gods love inpours filling all chasms in our form
owing to simplistic erect aspect allowing
bliss currents envelope us in swarms
love and light within blossoming
moment to moment thus complete
flow through life with nonchalant ease
one with the That oneness with bliss replete
unending is celebration as the breeze does tease
08-April-2021
She left me enlightened
With her “Heart’s Imagination”
Taught me about love
In the ink of “Melting Point”
She gave me a whisper of insight
Within the breath of “O April”
And sang to my soul and spirit
On the wings of “Germination”
She colored my heart in hues
Of lavender with her psalms
Who spoke to me of hope and love
Joy birthed in “My Iridescent Garden”
She illuminated my soul’s faith
With “Soulful Journey of Shooting Stars”
And breathed pain into my nostrils
On the tone of “Heartbreak Hill”
She graced my thoughts with light
When she penned “The Virtue of Motion and Life”
I felt the waves of her pensiveness
In the words of “Mirror of a Son’s Eyes”
She left my heart in bright adoration
With “Rebirth of the Third Angel”
And encouraged me to listen to silence
On the reflections of “Wire Walker”
She delights, enlightens, flavors my thoughts
In amber, scarlet, sapphire and emerald
All the colors of inspiration and sensitivity
Inviting me to listen to the hopes within me
She inscribes a bit of enchantment through me
With her vivid portrayals of imaginations
So loving and graceful, like psalms that grant me
A light to guide – a hope to ignite my faith
She is a writer who has left me with appreciation
For the empty pages that draw her in
And bring me such beauty, light and laughter
Love that points me to a heart that is perceptive
A woman of grace and beauty and wonder
Polishes her poems with flavors of amazement
Inspirations so thrilling, so revealing, they take me
Through the poem into places I’ve only dreamed of
Her poetry holds a trace of stardust, a flame
Of expectation, a promise of illumination
Fulfillment and pleasure, satisfaction with words
That brightens lives and leaves elegance wherever it flows
In her poetry… there is hope for words!
Title Wave Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
May 19, 2021
For a wonderful poetess, Susan Ashley
Titles of Susan’s Poems are in BOLD
long-distance marriage
I sat on the terrace, thinking of my children and their
mother who had lived in a pool behind the houses
She they became adults had begged me to set her free, I relented drove her to the coast, and saw her jump with joy
Our four children were obese full of blubber had tiny arms and feet, which they gradually lost as they became adult
I gave our children to their mother and saw my family
swim to the Azores, where the sea is mild and there is plenty of food.
I was on a ship when I passed the island they came alongside flippers waving.
Do you know them, the captain asked.
Yes, they are my children with their mother
“You are mad,” he said. Indeed, but that is the price one has to pay for loving a dolphin.
CASCADE OF MOONBEAM
The crimson sun has gone down now
Night has fallen on the twilight glow
Shimmering stars sprout one by one
Cosmic dance on satin sky has begun.
From cascade of moonbeam you alight
I see you glitter in the shining starlight.
On silver strewn beach of the slate sea
You walk in dulcet steps in rhythmic glee
From afar waves bring sparkling pearls
Adorn your ivory feet with dancing curls.
From cascade of moonbeam you alight
I see you glitter in the shining starlight.
An angel you walk on dreamy garden trail
Mystique face radiant behind stardust veil
My heart beats in cadence of surreal ecstasy
As you come near and ardently embrace me.
From cascade of moonbeam you alight
I see you glitter in the shining starlight.
April 27, 2019
~Master Painters~
(American Cinquain Chain)
Paintings
Some beautiful
Masterpieces I love
The Mona Lisa with that smile of hers
Arcane
Arcane
Delightful ones
Paintings that bring much joy
Rembrandt, Vermeer, Van Gogh, Kinkade
Masters
Masters
Of great paintings
God given gifts that glows
Study their work looking at them
Brings joy
Brings joy
Many stand time
Renoir great painter too
J. Waterhouse, just mention some are
All great.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
April.20.2016
~Author's Notes:
The American Cinquain Style.
A SONNET OF LIFE
(Apropos The Children I Know)
Act your age my darling little child;
Take care not to go about in blinded haste.
Enjoy this lovely life for a while;
Time is elusive and you have none to waste.
Listen, candy does not always last very long;
Can be as hard as rock, yet melts as easy as ice:
Teases your tongue with sweetness and then its gone;
Leaving you wading the emptiness of something once nice.
Yes, when you are young, innocent and very sweet,
This old life can throw many enticing things you way:
Making you think that it’s all good and life is always neat;
But be aware my child, life has her debts we all are bound to pay.
For just as the night must surly turn into another day;
You my child, like me, will eventually grow old and gray.