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First Snow
Daylight~
My world is covered with pure white snow
Untarnished
The branches of the red pine out my
Window, softly comforted with a thin blanket
Of downy fluff streets, unmarked by soot,
Await transgressions of human movement.
One contemplates at such times~
Hats, snow boots, scarves, packers and
Don't forget to throw the heavy survival blanket
I bought from Joyners in Grand Marais Mn...
(On one of my annual camping trips to the far
North with my daughters as they were
Growing up, showing them where to find
Peace in the real world God Created)
...Into the backseat of my car for those
Unexpected moments when caught outside
Demands prolonged warmth to avoid frostbite.
Naturally, one takes personal inventory
At such times, compensations really,
Mostly age related, necessities for making
It over the winter hump to hoped for, Spring.
There are tools I engage > seed catalogs begin
Arriving, thoughts of renewal, both of nature
And myself emerge in my thinking.
Am I worthy of such a renaissance? are there
Apologies or pleas of forgiveness needed?
Satisfied with conclusions, I convince myself
To venture forth in this clean slate ouside,
Properly self-chastened to avoid past potholes,
And enjoin my gentle imprints with other
Intrepid wanderers of the north country.
~ early November in Minnesota '18
In the absence of complication,
trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind.
Then I'm able to unlock my imagination,
I think of a world where hate doesn't exist.
Where people are genuinely kind-
and work for the betterment of mankind
In the distant horizon, I'll see sunny skies,
even when dark clouds are present.
I am calm because I await a lovely rainbow,
signifying all will be fine as the storm passes.
Contest: In The Absence Of Complication
Sponsor: Silent One
11/16/19
THE BEST IN SPORTS WRESTLING
UNTAINTED PROMO
Welcome....
Ladies and Gentlemen this is
The A_____W______A
The best in Broadcasted
wrestling!
Sheduled
the arrival of
the AWA Pro Wrestling Guild's
Heavyweight Champion
One note a wait Worlds Champion one half
of the Tagteam Championship team of
"Broadway" Daryl Van Horn
and :Daryl's Devil" Sol Vallis with
there manager "Gillton Minx
will await the arrival of the Guilded Superstar
to tell him he's a secondary titlist
something the Guilded Superstar doesn't want to hear
after being refused a chance
at facing World Champion
"Sy'Borg Yak" aka Saul Grade Muphry
who will face
United Worlds and Pro Chore
Champion
King Kong Kual Maddox
in an attemp to unify three brands
and five different companies
one match will change the course of history
or the losser will leave in "Shame"
the guy who losses will forever be known as the guy who
losed
no DQ, No countout:there will be a winner
the referre is from a ifferent company neutral company mind you
and theone side officail are
from different sports
untainted is what the Night has been called
and we will have a Winner.
If a draw a coin toss will precede the forfeit.
Jealously is visible in these locker rooms
these guys all wanted to be the man
who unified the belts
and some of these guys are in aa mood to
reason. It's a managers night to talk
and the Wrestlers were advised to
shutup and Wrestle.
A new Commision be it temporarily has been setup
and transition from one name
to another has been penciled in
they call the Night "Untainted"
ladies and Gentlemen let's go
to CenterRing with
Mertez Milton
for the first match of the night
"The Standard" Hess Hessin Bert verses " Him Glorious" Steck Beso
Through hushed deeps of dark and endless space.
We drift on streams of an unspoken law.
The blue-green pearl gleams brighter in its place.
What forms of life, what purpose, and what grace,
Await the curious and unblinking awe?
Through hushed deeps of dark and endless space.
Will our new kin have song upon their face,
Or hide their thoughts behind a fearful flaw?
The blue-green pearl gleams brighter in its place.
What structures rise, what beauty they embrace?
What gentle gods hold them in hopeful draw?
Through hushed deeps of dark and endless space.
A fragile home, a vibrant, hopeful case;
We near the sun, and watch with sacred awe.
The blue-green pearl gleams brighter in its place.
What do they dream in their terrestrial race?
We hold our breath and see what we foresaw:
Through hushed deeps of dark and endless space,
The blue-green pearl gleams brighter in its place,
Perhaps love is a quiet crimson fire
That burns the soul silently ever deep
The glorious waves that fuel its desire,
is never chastened by its unwanted sleep
As need sought is born from emotion's want
A minutes pause becomes a daily wait
The time of our meeting I must confront
A memory old or a newer fate
In dreams that linger I have met you
A captured wish that dwells in reverence
That blooms with patience when our time is new
and I await your entrance in silence
To see your eyes and find love already known
To touch hearts gentle as their light has shone
contest Contemplation
visual 1 Lovers don't finally meet somewhere
they are in each other all along
5/1/15
Here's a romantic epic poem based on your description, in the specified style and poetic devices:
Amidst the urban sprawl of concrete and steel, Where towering skyscrapers cast long shadows real, We find ourselves drawn to the lake's gentle shore, A tranquil oasis from the city's frantic roar.
Our indulgence begins with first-class flights, Gazing out at clouds from seats of velvet delights, Arriving with time to spare, we embark on a spree, First stopping at the dollar tree's bins of glee.
Rows of trinkets and baubles in every hue, We fill our bags till the handles start to goo, Next, Walmart beckons with its all-night glow, Shelves stacked high with essentials for our sojourn to show.
Hotel rooms await, with two options to choose, Each stocked for a night of pleasure, love, and muse, Dinner calls at Twin Peaks, a retro joint of fame, Where 29 degrees beer flows like a dopamine stream.
Our dessert-loving lover savoring each spoonful bite, Eyes alight with mischief, ready for a night of delight, Condoms within easy reach, a sly wink and a grin, The room's electric energy pulses, a rhythm to begin.
African beats and love songs mingle in the air, As our bodies sway and move, no care, no despair, The night's a symphony of passion, of love so true, Two hearts beating as one, in a room that's rocking anew.
So let the city sleep, its noise and chaos fade, For in this moment, we're lost in a lovers' paradise made, By the lake's serene gaze, the beats, and the beer so cold, In this urban Eden, our hearts are forever to hold.
It is now springtime in heaven
Sky is so blue...sun shining so bright
Beautiful flowers are everywhere
Angels are dancing...as the harps play
Here on earth...we scamper around
Sky is so blue...sun shining so bright
Beautiful flowers are everywhere
We are missing the angels in heaven
Angels are dancing...as the harps play
They await the day...as we do also
As once again we will all be together
Our mothers and us...in heaven above
Dedicated to: Our Mothers in Heaven
and her children who will be missing her
this weekend on Mother's Day
To all of you who still have your mother here
on earth with you make sure she knows how
much you love her.
The sun closes her eyes, and I must close mine, this time,
but my breaking blood-brain barrier bids otherwise.
Another long night bodes foreboding in this light.
Forbidden thoughts seep deep from blood to brain.
I must fight, again, another tormenting night.
Earth's most frightening repetitive
cycle
plays on repeat as I try to cycle through
my backups to no avail, leaving no choice.
Swallowed by every detail of distress, I wait.
I await the end of another night laced with fear -
packed with pills meant to sedate me, but never did,
I waste away, waiting for the sun to open her eyes once again
In Siberia, orphaned babies die
secured with ropes, workers seldom untie.
And amidst filth and stench, they gasp for air
ignored by everyone who ought to care.
Helpless souls entombed as if in a womb,
swaddled in shrouds where there's so little room.
And the tight enclosure drives them insane
racked with anguish and incredible pain.
Infants view life through cold iron bars
riddled with self-inflicted wounds and scars.
But humanity seems more than willing
to ignore this newest form of killing.
Every human has the right to breathe free,
not cruelly bound, where no one can see.
But these bundles of life await death's call,
as the weak and injured die where they fall.
Left to their nightmares and torments as such
without a kind word or gentle touch.
And feeble bodies house imprisoned minds,
pray God doesn't judge Man by what He finds.
7/12/2017
To
Understand
What
Love is not an easy task.
To
Confuse
Childish
Butterflies bottled up
Until we
Hiccup giggles
In summer afternoons
Was
Nothing but
a silly
crush
Like a little girl
anticipating Christmas
I used to
shake waiting for your arrival
to
unwrap me
and
now
I understand
Now
This was
Not
Love
But it was a chemical attraction
EXPLOSIVE
Oh
The match you lite
Sparked fireworks burning its embers into the pallet
Of dark
Mischief memories
that Covered us
with the cover of night.
Oh yes it was
Addictive like sleep
I await you
With
Open
Arms
Of a woman
And
An unlimited allotment of patience
And
In love,
I
Will
Hold onto
What is really true
Always remembering how
I feel
About you
Moments
Of
Innocence
And
Complete
And utter
Acceptance.
is
what i am
wishing for
Will
You
Stand
Here
In the rain
We can Brace each other
From the worldly pain
But
I
Will shield you
From the cool wind at the end of the day
To understand
the true definition
of love
is not an easy
task.
But
It is finally giving of thine-self
of
your
worldly
desires
for someone else.