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I recall the time my parents created a maypole,
in our backyard to celebrate the arrival of spring;
it was quite wonderful and fantastic,
a delightful memory to remember . . .
it consisted of a tall pole and rolls and rolls of ribbons,
all in different pastel hues of pink, yellow, green and blue;
the pole itself covered with greenery and flowers,
my parents worked on it for days and days . . .
we children came up with costumes,
some so weird and humorous that we all laughed at each other;
father played music on an old record player and mother sang,
in a high pitched voice and clapped her hands to the beat . . .
and us, the children skipped around the pole,
sometimes waltzing, sometimes doing a jig of sorts;
each holding a ribbon while chanting,
"go over it, go under it, go over it go under it . . . "
and all the time trying not to get tangled up in the ribbons,
or knocking into each other;
making us laugh out loudly,
now the laughter has faded but that memory will linger forever;
and to me all those different coloured ribbons,
represent,
family, friends, happiness and childhood abandon . . .
and each of these I hold tightly in my soul,
for my entire life, I will never forget the magic of childhood;
the love that embraced me and the happiness,
found under a maypole that spring day . . .
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January 25, 2015
Poetry/Narrative/Life Is Like A Maypole
Copyright Protected, ID 01-635-818-25
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Premier the contest, Life Is Like A Maypole,
sponsor Serene Roberts, Judged 02/2015
First Place
Life is not always easy and it really depends on where you live,
I cannot speak of life in other countries because I only know Canada;
Canada is a nation of immigrants and all cultural differences we embrace,
Everyone can get an education, even a girl, we are unstoppable, never give up.
Every day there is horrible news on the television and the radio,
Torture, bombing, killing, fighting, and even natural horrific disasters;
Like hurricanes, tornados, flooding, earthquakes, mudslides, all faraway,
In Canada these things rarely happen, but we did have a terrorist attack last year.
Life in Canada is full of opportunity; you can be your very best,
Enjoy the little things and the big things without any fear or abuse;
Speak your mind, even make a powerful speech, we encourage freedom,
Explore our vast wilderness and go anywhere that you want, there are no limits.
We Canadians truly embrace our flag; you will see it every where,
The terrible things we see around the world really break our hearts;
We are the peacekeepers; so just let go of the past because life will go on,
Come to Canada and let go of fear, never give up and embrace our beautiful flag.
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October 29, 2015
Verse
For the contest, Life According to _____, sponsor, Silent One
First Place
I believe we are spiritual beings having a human experience,
We all have a purpose, a divine destiny
Some never fulfill it because their hearts become cold and empty,
Many forces surround us everyday,
Some oppose us while others encourage us to pray,
When you take the time to remove daily distractions,
Close your eyes and simply breathe,
You realize that there is more to this life than your eyes in the natural can perceive,
Miracles occur every day, supernatural experience's some would say
When death comes knocking on your door too soon
Angels guard your life and obey Gods directions to save you from your doom
Science can prove only certain things
It can’t explain why some people have seen angelic wings
Or why some have died and gone to heaven or hell
Come back to earth and live to tell
For as long as man has been, he has pondered the mysteries of life after death
Many religions have books that explain what happens when your time has expired and your spirit has left,
Just gaze your eyes on the ocean tides,
Or watch as the sun each night says it goodbyes,
Observe a butterfly coming out of its cocoon,
Or a seed in the ground growing into a glorious bloom,
Just gawk into space through a telescope,
The billions of stars, planets and invisible ropes,
That connects us to the universe
It brings tears to my eyes and makes my heart want to burst,
When our spirits leave this outer shell,
We will understand what our minds on earth failed to tell,
When we see no more pain in a place with our name,
The sorrows of this life and all the days filled with strife
Will evaporate and wash away,
We will live forever where it’s always day,
We will never grow old or get physically sick,
So don’t take this life too seriously as the hours continue to tick,
Don’t give up when you’re feeling down and want to die,
Because there is a mansion in the sky waiting for you and I,
It’s all a matter of what you believe and if you know God
Eternity is not a silly fairytale or façade,
There is life after death just follow your heart,
It’s no coincidence that people have always known but question where to start,
I can guarantee if you ask God himself,
He will reveal it to you just like he has done for somebody else.
By: Sabina Nicole
written: 1-14-12
contest: life death beyond
Birth of an infant, a mom's victorious pain
From monosyllables to phrases to sentences
Speech takes the place of shouts and cries
Actions replaces the moans; coos and tries
From crawls to strollers, sturdy legs stood up
From dolls to cars, who could have thought
Later from afar, some "plays" could leave a scar
or some games will give you one or more stars!
Myriads of people come and goes in life
Who will dare to stay, care or leave a strife?
Pinnacles and woes there will always be
Yet, this the beauty of life one could have been
For each teardrop fall, hails and molds a soul
For each mistake, numbers large blessings
For each joy and success, paves to motivate
For each step and decision, leads to a better self
A top billboard list, one can be
Blockbuster live movie of life, one can also be
Best selling unwritten book, one can also be
Or the least a kind laity that one can be
Our life, may either be at peace and of bliss
Or the other way around, at war and of pissed
They say: "live life to fullest.."
But who can ever say: The hows'
For our life comes from God
No one can readily predict
When it will be last or gone
Or when exactly is death?
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olive_eloi
4:01 pm
03/13/2014
CONTEST: LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT
SPONSOR: DAVE WOOD
9TH PLACE (TO GOD BE THE GREATEST GLORY)
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Transient rainbow arches time onto the eyes,
changes color on the fading horizon we see.
To alter the perception the scenic mind tries,
life then becomes a sunburst sky called beauty.
The eyes capture the soul of splendor as winner,
turn to artifact of magnificence, the mind’s entity.
Things that are ugly dissolve in the world inner,
life then becomes a finer feeling called beauty.
In the depth of glowing mind happiness gleams,
ecstasy spreads on effects that make life worthy,
drapes exquisiteness on what the seeker deems,
life then becomes a pristine image called beauty.
March 10, 2021
Contest : Life At A Glance
Sponsor : Mystic Rose Rose
Leonora
I am a loyal, loving, caring and responsible friend and sister
The only daughter of my loving parents , Manuela and deceased father Leonilo
Lover of poetry, arts (portraits and painting) and playing piano
Who feels alone, exhausted and so bored
Who fears loss of love, loss of life and snake is the most
Who would like to see different countries, future kids and great poets on
poetry soup
A proud resident of Candon which is not a boarder of Canada and London
Galinta
written: Oct. 1,2012
First Place
Contest: Life These Days Poem
Judged:
Sponsor: Poet Carol Sunshine Brown
Carrie
Sentimental and sassy, reasonably realistic, soundly grounded
Daughter of polar opposites, wife of a patient man,
mother of three unique comedians
Lover of sincerity, loyalty, dependability
Who feels passion for family, compassion for the unfortunate,
and feels time passes too quickly
Who fears being inadequate, being a burden, or living beyond my loved ones
Who would like to see yesterday again, tomorrow's sunrise,
and to view them all with fresh eyes
Resides in a valley beneath a volcano, on an oak-covered California hillside
Richards
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For Bio Contest Sponsored by Regina Riddle
In honor of Carol ~ Sunshine ~ Brown's Contest: "Life These Days"
While on this earth we have a choice,
Of two paths - wide or narrow.
Which one we choose will seal our fate:
Everlasting joy or sorrow.
The wide path may seem easy,
Living life by our own rules.
Many choose to go this way,
But this path is for fools.
Following the wide road,
Leads to a fiery destination.
People may be kind and good,
But ignore God's great salvation.
The narrow path is not easy,
But it leads to heaven's gates.
Living for God and loving Jesus,
That's the path we all should take.
And when this life is over,
If we've walked the narrow path,
The Pearly Gates will open for us,
But if we haven't, we'll face God's wrath.
Jesus is the key to heaven,
Through His blood we enter in.
Accept Him as your Lord and Savior,
He will take away your sin.
I, for one, am looking forward,
To walking down the streets of gold,
Side by side with Christ my Savior,
The glories of heaven to behold.
Kim Merryman 1/12/12
For Linda-Marie the Sweetheart of PS contest: Life and Death...and Beyond.
Life is a Stage...Act 1, Scene 1 (the only one...?!?)
Remodel my being this enigmatic, next summer. You broke all the rules risking collapse.
I cannot read your thoughts - a disrupted connection - a handsome dead poet with genius for
love. I'm dressed in white petals, dreams in my hair. French manicure - ten shells of Pacific
squeezing your fingers so cold and so white that hold all the secrets of Oneness in life...
I know you can see me behind marble layers. Reality can't slap me ever again !
The stage - improvised by romantics at heart, the curtain - a time splash wrinkled in vain.
It started to rain, the roof will soon cry... Lights and the show starting majestic.
Your thoughts in my heart exploding with passion...
Applause and encore !
..short exit:
Shadow and I...
For The Rambling Poet's Contest " Life is a Stage "
Birth: the first step to journey’s end.
We cannot travel and pretend
That our paths will be all straight
And leave the helm to luck, not faith.
There will be chasms full of gloom
Where evil spirits hide and loom
The eerie feelings forecast doom
And wide-eyed flowers do not bloom;
There will be dangers hard to count
So many mountains to surmount
The angry waves will roll and pound
While furious winds despoil the ground
The weary feet will turn to lead
It will be hard to forge ahead.
But are we going to give in
To the backstabbing from within
Become a prey to currents’ might
Or beat retreat and take to flight?
Oh no my friend! That’s not the way
To reap the fruit of our stay
On this domain where life must rise
Above the slime; so let’s be wise
To turn defeat into a win
To put a stop to faults and sin
To change the darkness into light
To not submit without a fight
To find the means to learn to cope
So that we travel on with hope
Till when we give the final breath
We cross the bridge to life, not death.
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Author: Paul Callus ~ 16/03/2014
Contest: Life is what you make it!
Sponsor: Dave Wood
Placing: 1st