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Across miles of sea, on a distant shore
People flee, buildings burn, as missiles soar
Hate spews, with evil we cannot ignore
Lives injured and lost, in the cost of war
Our planet is painted with moral stain
Sketching graffiti on our hearts and brain
Harnessing our souls with a heavy strain
Filled with guilt and grief due to sins domain
Economic pain is spread across the globe
Seeking solutions, for answers we probe
Studying and guessing, we cast a strobe
Hoping we can maintain, food, house, and robe.
In a world like ours we have much to fear
Hardships and heartaches bring many a tear
Sickness, hunger, death, and sadness severe
Alone and betrayed, we have lost all cheer
Yet I recall Mary, for whom plans had been made
An angel brought her news that much dismayed
“On you God’s favor is being displayed
You will birth God’s son, do not be afraid”
But how pray tell, could she not be afraid
Without a man, a child was being made
When Joseph hears there will be a tirade
The village folks will be quick to degrade
But Mary received the word as from God
She was the Lord’s choice, though it did seem odd
By faith proceeded, without a facade
The Lord’s servant, dutifully she trod
Joseph, looked forward to his life’s parade
With Mary he would proudly promenade
But horrible news to him was conveyed
Mary was pregnant, he had been betrayed
Disappointed, he believed she had strayed
His mind was confused, his emotions frayed
“Call off the marriage” his heart would dissuade
He could not continue with this charade
Then in a dream an angel came to persuade
“Make Mary your wife, do not be afraid”
It is the Spirit’s work, God has okayed
So, Jospeh woke from his dream and obeyed
Thus, Mary and Joseph, starting with strife
Bore the false speculation that ran rife
They resolved to follow God as man and wife
In faith they parented Jesus in life
So, when the worlds troubles we have surveyed
While the Devil’s temptations serenade
When sad voices discourage and downgrade
We can trust in God and be not afraid
A lady was screaming and running
in circles, and she wasn’t funning.
A critter was chasing
her. Man! They were racing.
That rooster was swift and so cunning.
Her four-inch high heels made her stumble.
While kicking them off, she did grumble.
The banty was pecking
her ankles and wrecking
her panty hose. “S_ _ _!” She did mumble.
The farmers were calmly observing
this scene, their attention unswerving.
“Please help!” Her imploring,
they kept on ignoring,
not caring her plight was unnerving.
“Doggone bill collector!” one uttered.
“You IRS agent,” one muttered.
“I sell Avon!” she yelled
as tears welled and wounds swelled.
“C-call off this creature!” she stuttered.
“Don’t need none today,” they all told ‘er.
Her temper continued to smolder.
Pa said, “Leave ‘er alone.”
That fowl’s bad to the bone.
No rooster could ever be bolder!
Placed 1st in Charles Messina's Limerick Contest, September 2018
entered in Andrea Dietrich's limerick contest on 8-11-19
I am addicted to you
Every time I see you
My heart skips a beat in excitement
A sweet sensation of joy spread thru me
I just can't stop my heart from singing
beautiful and joyful you are
You're like a ray of sunshine spilling joy into my life
I am ever so happy
Every time I look into your dazzling eyes
I am lost and don't wanna be found
They capture my breath
Holding my heart a prisoner
And undresses me to the naked eye of nature
You're like a prescription of joy I am addicted to you
I am high on happiness
Every time I hear your voice
I get so hypnotized that I only see your fine lips
Moving, as you talk to me
Often I tire you telling you to repeat what you’ve said
because your voice plays like symphony
into the deepest core of my soul
Please, never stop talking to me as you do
Every time I touch your skin,
Adrenaline shoots into my system like a myriad
Doses of bliss fused with cosmic allure
Sometimes I’m tempted to call off meetings
And visits, only to find my arms
Wrapped around your waist for an entire day
Being close to you is all the heaven I know
You're my addiction of joy
I crave you
For six months straight
The Art Committee met;
Sixteen bright and eager minds
Had planned the great event.
For six months straight
The artists looked ahead,
Refining, polishing their jewels
To shine at the event.
The day arrived.
Dark moisture-laden clouds
Let loose their dreaded tears.
Result of six months straight:
The Art Committee's final words
Announced with sick and heavy heart—
"Call off the great event."
The snow fence, isolated, wet,
Stood naked in the fog;
The artists packed their gems away—
There was no great event.
The plans of men, committee groups—
Even with the strength
Of sixteen bright and eager minds
Who'd worked for six months straight—
Dissolved in minutes' time
By nature's fickle, idle whim
To rain on the event.
September 10, 2014
Contest: Up To You Again
Sponsor: Brian Strand
I'm confused, mentally I'm at a crossroad
due to years of trial & error with failed
love attempts, a small ratio of my mind doesn't
know if she's an angel in disguise
disguise or heaven sent so as I...play the field
do I stick to the playbook, or run a series
of no huddles. I've cut off all contact with
the outside world in this tunnel I'm in,
ain't nothin like starting over again
but me, like so many others don't know
if love, true love is something I should
continue to fight for. The reality is I've
heard it all before, most women I come
in contact with knock on the front
but once they see the real me exit
out the back door. I guess they must be used
to the sugar coated rug of street dreams
and I display that honest hardwood floor
so as I...play the field like an employer
this is an interview process I got a lot of
applicants, yeah alot of em wanna see
what's happening but unfortunately for them
only one woman can fill that void.
My persona is so attractive to the
opposite sex, I display impeccable poise
and I have no interest in a woman who
in the essence is nothin but alloy.
Life is about decisions nevermind the opinions
and on the road to riches I'm wealthy
beyond measure so I encounter alot
gold diggers so I question this time around
with the next one I date, is this where
I call off the search party, minus the
up's and downs isn't she worth the wait
if she'll bring me joy, so why hesitate,
let us escape to that island of tranquility
that no one thought was reachable
so I beseech you with one final request,
seek perfection with me...no one's perfect
but I'll try if you will so let us both just say yes