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September sashays in with cooler air,
new school year, shorter days, an early frost,
fall sports, cookouts on Labor Day, street fairs,
trips to the beach before the chance is lost.
From summer into autumn, we have crossed.
On the eleventh, time is set aside
for ceremonies honoring the throng
who died when wickedness personified
attacked, but our great land has proven strong—
enduring theme of movie, book, and song.
The lists of books, movies, and songs inspired by 9/11
are long and still increasing.
September 15, 2021
entered in the Hello, September Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
Your age is not a piece
Of this purple puzzle unique
To your lavished life
You have cars that you give gas
But you ignore filling up little lad
Or little lady as a dad
So many fathers with less are bothered
Sacred fishing trips
Creeks lakes in which take a dip
You’ve been selfish and elfish
Your miniature application of affection
Doesn’t match or make a connection
Love is an action word
Not just felt and heard
But received with red receipts
How dare you never call
Never show up to talk
Never walk the holy walk despite flaws
Someone did father you
So you have a clue
What to do
There are men born of sin
Who had much less than
And they are awesome father’s awesome men
Don’t worry he was taught
To love you though you do not
Deserve that which you don’t give freely
You want a trophy
A son for cookouts and parties
When will you figure out you need
To start with an apology and
A conversation so deep
It erases the negativity
You are forgetting
Your seed is a part of your destiny
You can’t keep running
Spring is on it's way out,
with warmer days on the horizon.
Summer is a great time of the year,
sleeping in from school ~ hooray.
Splashing fun time at the pool or beach,
to cookouts of BBQ and Ice cold lemon aid.
A bounty of fruits from sweet peaches,
to ripe red juicy strawberries.
Great homemade desserts,
from warm peach cobbler with ice cream,
to strawberry shortcake with extra whipped topping.
It will be raining in summer soon,
sooner than one might think.
Even the soft rain will join in,
to cool the hot days off.
The flowers will love their bath and drink,
as they multiply in the gardens.
I wait impatiently for summer,
you come and go too quickly.
Spring starts the year with soft flowers
Sometimes brought with gentle showers
Air fragrant with scents that devours
Hues so bright and bold that glowers
Green grass which also empowers
Rabbits hide in brush and cowers
Blue skies show their calming powers
Buds seem to open through the hours
Winter waves goodbye through scourers
Spring’s beautiful tales are all ours
~
Summer opens with stunned fervor
Welcome sun rays that do nurture
Beach trips that add life preserver
Roses in much shades add favor
Small cookouts bring the server
Birds fly past to gently murmur
Kids buy cones in every flavor
Trimming hedges seems so clever
Lawns are mown for the observer
Summer’s joy, the perfect merger
~
Autumn creates a sense of peace
With leaves falling softly to cease
Limbs stark and naked to decease
Mums create a vivid showpiece
Lakes say sad goodbyes to the geese
The crunch of the leaves does increase
Bouncing in raked leaves is caprice
Some take nature walks without fleece
These cheerful blushes are so nice
Autumn’s certainly God’s showpiece
~
Winter brings in the harsh weather
As the birds may lose a feather
Horses bridled with smooth leather
Gigs throw snow round altogether
Some ride sleds that they will tether
Cardinals trust the snow measure
Many love snow days much better
It seems nice to wear a sweater
Ice hangs down from eaves together
Winter’s blessings are a treasure
~
Spring’s forests fill with wildflowers
A time that brings no wallflowers
Summer’s sunshine is a searcher
Some days bring about a scorcher
Autumn brings about a new lease
For a season shared with a niece
Winter’s clear skies last forever
Reminding us to take shelter
God’s paintbrush portrays the seasons
Showing us He has His reasons
October 7, 2019
LUDix-Rym Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Lu Loo
Jubilant celebrations ring out all over the
United States of America each year on the
Nineteenth of June, to be exact; commemorating the
Emancipation proclamation. What a happy day it is, and was!
Tens of thousands of enslaved Black people saw the
End of slavery in America, finally. Hallelujah! It's a day
Ebulliently marked with parades, street fairs, cookouts, et al.
Not a federal holiday, which is a crying shame! In Galveston,
Texas, on June 19, 1865, freedom bells joyously rang!
History thanks Maj. Gen. Gordon Granger who set it in motion.
Fun fact: I kicked off my contest debut with a "Juneteenth" theme.
Date written: 06/19/2020
It just isn't the same at least in what I used to remember
Life was all but a game as now such fireworks are a blur
For a new time has now begun standing just off to the side
Not sure who really won, but still, with that old sense of pride
The cookouts still burn as the music plays in the backyard
But as we all have learned that life has become pretty hard
Always a new crisis ahead and no grudge ever left behind
Forgetting all Those who have bleed as they sat and dined
Stars and Stripes is still there but it's very Creator has left
The two used to be a pair and that being the greatest theft
Now they hush His Name, as in, out of sight and out of mind
Action so filled with such shame, before this, you didn't find
Yeah, today may be July four having so much to celebrate
And the rockets red glare soar as below the masses wait
But it's not the fourth I knew the one containing a prayer
Yes I know that I grew, but even so, God was ALWAYS there
The grass "dewed" in spring’s early morning shimmer
Upon a crocus lay an "alula" in the sun with a glimmer
A symbol of many flights on every "level" there is to be
Whether it be "solos" or those together, feeling free
Often at "noon" Robin hop across the sunny land
Their "stots" fun to watch, then so still they do stand
Summer brings the "pop" of fireworks in the sky to see
Hummingbirds, "kayak", cookouts and bumble bee
Fall for me can sometimes bring on a "doom mood"
As fun summer "sagas" end, squirrels scramble for food
Winter looms but "live not evil", for there is Christmas "Eve"
Followed by Christmas, a "tenet" most important to believe
Heidi Sands
9/26/18
*Placed 2nd in Palindromes 2 Contest.
One palindrome for each sentence.(oops one sentence has 2) Difficulty getting the bold to work for the words.
Dewed - Past tense verb of wet
Alula - Broken bird's wing
Level - Horizontal plane above or below given point
Solos - Plural for one singular person
Noon - Midday
Stots - Bounces
Pop - Explosive sound
Kayak - Canoe of a type used originally by the Inuit, made of light frame
Doom Mood - Feeling of things going badly or to get worse
Sagas - Long stories of achievement
Live Not on Evil - Choice not to live evil
Eve - Period of time immediately before an event
Tenet - Principle of belief, especially one of the main principles of religion
Summer days are filled with fun
just spending time with all our friends
while raising glasses, giving cheers.
Backyard cookouts Saturdays,
the charcoal scent wafts in the air
while grilling steaks and drinking beers.
Standing ‘round the charcoal pit
and trading stories with the boys,
the tales of ones that got away.
Music playing country tunes
amidst the laughter and the fun
are just a part of summer play.
Ladies gather in the house,
and gossip shared while fixing sides
just waiting on steaks to be done.
Weekend parties quite the thing;
friends gathered ‘round and spreading cheer
as summer days are filled with fun.
July 30, 2019