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To sleep, perchance to dream
And float on clouds of cream
Then dip in passion’s stream
And bask in sunlit beam
To lie in flowers fair
Butterflies in my hair
With love enough to spare
With joy I’ll lead you there
Your fairy dressed in light
Your kisses to incite
Drench you in pure delight
Bring pleasure to your sight
Dip you in honey sweet
Your love is mine to eat
Ecstacy is my treat
Your craving I will meet
Your wish is my command
I'lllet you guide my hand
Bow down to your demand
Love's words I understand
Close your eyes, hear the sound
Rhapsody’s all around
Together we are bound
This love dance does astound
To wake, perchance to see
You lying next to me
Forever you will be
My waking fantasy
For Nathan's Fairy Contest
A springtime bloom with golden hue
Swaying 'neath clouds with fluffy plume
Symbols of hope and all things new
A springtime bloom
They dare to rise in winter's gloom
As their trumpets come into view
One season fades, as one's abloom
Petals glisten with morning dew
Weaving beauty on springtime's loom
They always appear right on cue
A springtime bloom
10-27-19
Writing Challenge - October- 2019 - Flower or Flowers Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Flower Chosen: Daffodils
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A roundel consists of nine lines each having the same number of syllables, plus a refrain after the third line and after the last line. The refrain must be identical with the beginning of the first line: it may be a half-line, and rhymes with the second line. It has three stanzas and its rhyme scheme is as follows:
a b a R ; b a b ; a b a R ; where R is the refrain.
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Diagnosed with cerebral palsy blight
To progress toward retrogression strain
Our special child was spastic day and night
Struggling along restlessness’ grievous pain.
His global developmental delay
Marked by seizures that caused wearying shake
Made us constantly alert all the way
Aiding him, compassionately awake.
He is now fourteen, showing milestone leap
Driving wheelchair amidst triumphant zest
Learning much along good hygiene to keep…
His orphanage life proves miracles’ best.
God's love* surmounts disability’s need
With caring kindness, heart is surely freed.
*1 John 4:16 - And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.
May 23, 2023
1st place, "Sonnet" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; Judged on 6/12/2023
Edited on June 13, 2023
I see their intentions,
In their trances of manipulation,
Mind-warping affection, they laid upon you,
And knowingly you feed on what I thought you were absorbing…
You lash out at me screaming, saying,
“Rest your distrustful inflicting,
Look me in the eye, accept me, and free me!
I will consume their darkness in a bleeding light,
Whilst juggling in the enigmas you cramp me in!
You wonder why I welcome all,
As danger tickles my curves, arresting your nerves
You most sacred, superstitious little butterfly
Cease your incessant, mocking lectures
Flapping your wings at me in a colorful warning
Yes, I know you have seen it all you perfectly transformed worm!
I know what you know even though you think I do not know it!
Your metamorphosis of completion is impressive, yes,
Yet in your expectations, you ignore the fact that I am shapeless,
Stepping into the open air to confront change with all of its surprises.”
My multihued resolve silenced her…
“I hear you! I hear you oh so clear,
You innocent, raw little worm of a girl…
So I shall allow, just know:
My mighty wings are here to shade you, not smother you
As your guardian, I will trust with sting
Swearing on my every heartbeat,
I will protect you as you engorge on the thorns you call beauty
I will lift you from the brushes to let you peek at the hungry birds,
And you will plead for me to shield you once more
Though when I do not, and the birds dive down to consume you,
In fear, in haste, you will sprout your magnificent wings,
You will call out my name,
And in tears I will watch you fly far above them all!”
For Justin Bordner's contest, "The Instincts of Innocence"
To err is human; to forgive, divine
1. Shared virtues be are friends eternal
2. A futile step is a worthless journey
3. In a public forum, liberty is oft impugned
4. Evil is often found at the end of a long leash
5. Prepare for war whenever peace is at hand
6. Vice is a companion of the weak
7. Opportunity is a constant to closed doors
8. Whenever there is light, shadows manifest itself
9. One must first be in the dark, to see the light
10. Fairytales are embellished untruths
11. An unscripted life is a birthright of imagination
12. An encrypted mind is well-rehearsed
13. The unimaginative is a sharp spoon
14. Lethargy is a reason for windows
15. Spare the rod and raise yourself
2020 February 03
Famous poetic lines 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
"To err is human; to forgive, divine" - Alexander Pope
Marie's recipes finger-licking, why
poor Raymond lived dangerously close by
Deborah sure not expert
pretty disgruntled Robert
gourmand Dad happily gulped the whole pie!
March 31, 2022
Inspired by TV show: Everybody Loves Raymond
Lines 1,2,3 - 10 syllables, Lines 3, 4 - 7 syllables
For "On A Lim" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
FIRST PLACE
O the harmonious hues of summer,
June blossoms make this garden lovely;
A bewildering wild assortment all growing,
Poppies pop, irises ripple, daises and pansies sway.
I so love to wander,
With all the murmuring;
Rows of bright delightful colors,
Hovering pink peonies and red roses.
Lilac's like a soft mist of mauve,
And what an excellent retreat;
Purrs her majesty, the grey cat.
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June 1, 2015
Poetry/Verse/June Tapestry
Copyright Protected, ID 15-678-861-0
ALL rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted into the contest, Late July 2018 Standard,
Sponsor, Brian Strand
First Place
Cozy comfort he finds residing in his narrow world
Never veering from neighborhood he well knows,
Keeping to his familiar corners of adamant beliefs
Roaming within limits of truth he chooses to see.
His paths have been paved for his own two feet,
Restless he feels when strangers trespass his street
For long ago he decided who fits his myopic sight
Guarded by perimeters of his sacred boundaries.
He won't attempt to understand differing insights,
Never having been part of a scholarly discussion;
For he can't comprehend things new and unknown,
Afraid that new knowledge may pollute his mind.
When a tourist pays a beggar on a main city-street
He rushes to take a picture of beggar's empty mug,
Directing him to smile broadly on hungry stomach
So he can exhibit to his world, proof of lazy people.
Saddened he feels seeing a child cling to mother’s gut
As she lays dead amid ruins of a hapless war-zone.
He looks away mourning, seeing such dreadful scenes
But that would be the extent of his generous streak.
March 11, 2018
Placed first in contest 540 by Brian Strand
My sky of dreams craves goes wacky
reflects on the mirror cloudy
glistened facet of calm azure,
the tinted clouds scrape to allure.
The height of blank hope I can’t reach,
morphed urge of perennial itch
longs for the touch of cool rainbow,
stroking edge of mind starts the show.
Desert sands in scorching summer,
parched mirage of desire simmers,
obsession flares feral fire which
gets doused when the rains rill the itch.
On garden path of memory
autumn leaves weave gold tapestry,
motif the nostalgic winds stitch,
fervor enfolds unsated itch.
On my back rides the musing itch,
the pen can’t scratch for it can’t reach.
October 17, 2019
Contest : Itch, Witch, Glitch Or Twitch
Sponsor : Nina Parmenter
My teeth are sharp and long
Hunger rouses me from rest
A family to feed
I needs must do my best
I travel many miles
Just some poachers kill lying around
I am not touching that.
Carrion picks food from the ground
The trees begin to thin, I can be seen
Where do I search for my prey?
My eyes are good, my nose is keen
My family are hungry another day.
The trees are sparse almost disappeared
The have been cut and dragged away
This was my hunting ground
But I see no recognizable prey.
A human on two legs
A scythe in his hand
But my family need some food
And this prey cannot take a stand
Hunger prompts me on
My family may die
This is the food I’ll take
One leap, he sees his last sky
No fight, no weight to drag him home
But there was no other meat
These humans waving sticks and guns
But my tiger speed they will not beat.
I could be like the carrion picking at the scraps
The body’s poachers are killing
But my home is being ravaged
By those humans, who the soil are tilling.
No thought for me and my family
Except to hang my skin on a wall
But my family come first
And will until from hunger, we all shall fall.
© 16/08 2013
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