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Crowned May Queen
As the music flows in my mind and soul in cheer
I dance around on my toes in the sun kissed fragrant fields
of wildflowers and tall emerald green grass yields
With a breath of life that dwells the day is near
For I’m favored to be the prettiest maiden here
All eyes will be on me in my white lace dress
and closed shoes I will astound with my hair in curls
and a crown of blossoms and leaves of green
when I'm honored with the crown of May Queen
a symbol of the stillness of nature surrounds
In which everything revolves around
Early bright is here with a clear blue unclouded sky
My friends and neighbors are all excited to their utmost ability
Townships and villages celebrating springtime fertility
Handsome couples gathering bouquets of flowers from nearby
decorating the whole town with springtime greenery and mystify
I lead the celebration up to the heart of town singing
Old buildings and tables are adorned
with scented blooms that leave you breathless
Populace displays all the elegance of their dress
Dressed in white, carrying garlands of flowers
and beaming children follow giggling and dancing
They place a crown of blossoms on my head,
I say a speech from my soul and set off the festivities,
with dance and overwhelming merriment
Musicians play their musical instruments with talent
with eating, drinking, jubilant music,
and courtly lovers dancing around the Maypole
A feast fit for a King, everyone enjoys
crafts, games, and carousel to console
With a breath of life at the age of sixteen
As the music flows in my mind and soul
I dance around the maypole
Favored for being the prettiest maiden seen
Honored with being crowned May Queen
By: Eve Roper 4/18/2015 Quintella Form
Children Story
The vessel had travelled through space for so long
Two armageddons had come and had gone
Nuclear warfare had first come to pass
The asteroid followed and kicked the Earth’s ass
Each was foreseen and the ruling machine
Built a craft for an escape quick and clean
Leaders and medics and scholars selected
Plain simple folk, if they tried, were ejected
Each man and woman aboard had a bed
And tubes in their torso and probes in their head
They slept like the dead with their vitals held steady
On a circular trip until Earth was deemed ready
One thousand years passed and they started to wake
The ship’s console lit and engaged the main brake
The President of the U.S. watched the screen
The leader of Russia seemed equally keen
So now it was time to rebuild a new Earth
A chance to give this ravaged world a new birth
The leaders of nations that once were enraged
Chose men to converse and be fully engaged
*
At this point I ask if I may interject
It would be quite easy to be circumspect
In all of man’s history there’s been no chance
To get warring leaders to dance the same dance
*
So man has the power to build Earth again
It’s there to be grasped by significant men
One said It’s great, really great, but, fake news
One had a syringe… he was ready to use
No one can comprehend the loss of a child. We can only have empathy and compassion and hold space for those who are struggling to deal with the process.
Why can't Heaven send you back to me?
By Michelle Morris
12/10/2024
In that sterile room
Where they took you away
I was left empty and bereft
It was a most awful day
That coffin was so tiny
Holding your soft, loved form
I wanted to reach down and join you
Lie in the earth and feel some warmth
But all was cold and dark
In the earth and in my mind
Throughout that dismal graveyard
Where Death looked around and smiled
People all around me
Yet feeling alone and afraid
What good are religious rites
When they can't stop the pain?
Tears rolled down my face
Rivers of loss and mourning
Nothing would console me
I could not imagine new days dawning
Why can't God rewind Time for me?
Why can't God erase these Feelings?
Why can't Heaven send you back to me?
Why can't you be part of my Eden?
I guess it's not for me to know
This side of the veil
I guess I'll have to wait
Until I'm part of this graveyard's names
My Soul once more will be Free
Beyond Earth's corporeal bonds
Together we'll be forever, my sweet
Love and Light in Heaven's arms
© Michelle Morris, 2024
Your kindness smiles across my heart and soul
Dancing on my thoughts like a tender joy
Your laughter sings a love song to console
Even the worst worries, hope will destroy
Your inspiration shines beyond control
Beaming through the darkness like a decoy
Your passion breathes a promise of soft peace
Reminding me of grace love will release
Your thoughtfulness colors my heart lilac
Blushing hues of light whispering belief
Your loving spirit gleams with love attack
Sincerity and faith which comforts grief
Your fair repose shines joy across the black
Stirring poetry that sings of relief
Your meekness is the poem that delights
Ringing tunes of wonder that love insights
Your compassion comforts me when I’m down
Painting my soul in hues of honest care
Your warm heart shines happiness all around
Shadowing thoughts with hope beyond compare
Your love is like a ocean where I drown
Rousing passion for life with a prayer
Your life the inspiration for my hope
A dream shaped by your love to help me cope
Dear Heart
Dear Heart!
I know how much you had to bleed
traversing long journey of life
My soul tried to console.
My mind wept to heal the scar again and again.
My sense and conscience pursued your emotive urge.
Yet I was incapable to protect my heart to get hurt.
Heart once strong now getting weak weaker.
It tears.
I am carrying my wounded heart with care and tears.
It breaks .
I am carrying my broken heart to breath last.
01/16/20
Third Place
'Dear Heart' Contest by Silent One.
First Place
'A Brian Strand libre vers'
Contest by Brian Strand
In shadow I dress for my final rest,
And weep as I die, my body a glacial statue's guest.
A bed of darkness prepares me for eternity's test,
Under the starry vault, eyes of light watch over me, blessed.
Millions of celestial eyes look upon me with solace,
Seeming to weep silently for the end of my pilgrimage’s pace.
But the constellations have hidden behind a god with black wings,
Brought from the shadows to console me, though death is what he brings.
Odd how love can be felt in the coolness of the event,
He's undone my shutters, with his wing he caresses me as I descent.
He presses me to his chest, as a child tenderly,
Becoming my shield as I leave the eternal earth gently.
In the weakness that envelops me I can surrender,
Watching the tear that flows from his eyes and onto my cheek descend, like an ember.
The end is here, he kisses me, longing for my last breath,
And as if yearning for more, he steals it with urgency until my chest is left with naught.
His lips in a sigh upon mine lay and know,
When he pulls away, the fire in me that cries out to life will no longer glow.
Darkness, come now and caress me, and as I die, he weeps,
And now, fearless, he cradles me to a sleep without passions, without keeps.
In the midst of darkness, I call out to You,
—Oh Lord, my God, my Saviour, my truth;
I'm getting lost, and I need Your hand,
To guide me back to Your Promised Land.
Don't let the devil consume me whole,
—My soul cries out for Your grace to console;
Your strength and love, is all I seek,
To find my way, and remain unique.
Devil brings trials, to change our hearts,
—Whispers of doubt, tearing us apart;
But I believe, You're always there,
With Your presence, our burdens, we can bear.
Hear me, oh Father, in heaven above,
—In Your arms, I find solace and love;
Settle the burdens, that lie within,
Restore my joy, my soul to win.
My heart's desire, is to be happy and free,
—In Your house, oh Lord, forever in glee.
Enemies lurk, with plans to take away;
My joy and peace, in Your presence I pray.
Oh Lord, my God, I plead with Thee,
—Silence not, on my bended knee;
Take me back, to Your arms so warm,
In Your grace, I'll find shelter from the storm.
With all that I am, with all that I'll be,
—I offer my life, to You, so willingly;
In Your presence, my soul will rest,
With You, oh Lord, I'm forever blessed.
INVISIBLE
My dreams always regress,
not finding exact address,
running in terrible stress.
Everybody moves to goal,
only me to slide and roll,
no assistance, no console.
My hidden destination,
no right clue, no direction,
failing anticipation.
How to reach the invisible?
Problem not compatible.
Situation not simple.
Invisible terminal.
Neither guidance nor signal.
Journey in dream: Dull, dismal
02/19/17 seven syllables per line
Invisible Contest by Lewis Raynes
I want someone to pamper me
To bathe me with love and care
I want someone to cherish me
To say he’ll always be there
I want someone who hears the sigh
That no one else can hear
I want someone who bears me up
When my heart trembles with fear
I want someone to adore me
And tell me I’m his guiding light
I want someone to caress me
All through the lonely night
I want someone to play with me
And cuddle me like a child
I want someone to entice me
With passion to drive me wild
I want someone to make love to me
Like I’m some goddess divine
I want someone to touch my soul
To take me to heights sublime
I want someone to nurture me
To keep me under his wing
I want someone to humor me
And give my heart songs to sing
I want someone to ravish me
Make me forget time and place
I want someone to possess me
Make me vanish without a trace
I want someone to kiss me
Like he’s tasting nectar sweet
I want someone to taste me
Like he’s savoring a treat
I want someone to adore me
Like I’m the sacred grail
I want someone to follow me
Down each and every trail
I want someone to look at me
And see what lies within
I want someone to guard me
And keep me safe from sin
I want someone to hold me
And sing a sweet lullaby
I want someone to console me
With the truth and never a lie!
I want someone who is daring
Who'll fight enemies old and new
I want someone who's divine
And that someone, my dear, is YOU!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Down the hall, on holidays,
A coatrack would appear,
Which meant that for some company
Those tenants were in gear.
Some folding chairs and tables
Also waited by the door
So when visitors arrived, there would
Be room for many more.
As years went by, they didn’t seem
To need those extra seats.
Perhaps they traveled elsewhere
To some kith and kin retreats.
But then I heard sad news –
The man in 9F passed away.
For Shiva* calls, a coatrack
Was back in the hall today.
We gather for events of joy
Though time will take its toll
And likely someday guests will
Come together to console.
*A Jewish ritual of condolence