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Sky, Azure blue this afternoon, the golden sun blazing,
I walked along the edge of a quiet beach, the waves lapping
At my feet, the creamy colored sand through my toes running,
Dark, raven-like clouds collided up high, lightening breathtaking,
The rain came own like torrents, and the thunder deafening,
Late afternoon creeps upon me, raindrops decreasing.
A rainbow appears in the sky, intensely alluring,
The heat becomes tolerable, the Crayola coloring
Of this hope driven dream, the rainbow, absolutely outstanding.
I sat on the damp sand as the evening began drawing
Me into a darker night, my mind started wandering,
Imagine me a mermaid with my merman, a myth depicting,
I looked up at a full smiling moon, so enchanting,
The moon now stood out, within an onyx darkening
Sky and the stars glittered like diamonds, silvery, shining,
The full moon shone upon the indigo-colored waves churning,
The horizon dark, the white horses vanilla white, glowing,
The ocean was alive and active, fish jumping and playing
The tide began coming in, so I stood up, a shooting
Star traversed the night sky, what a beautiful ending
To a glorious day by the sea and a night worth applauding.
I quickened my pace and reached my car, repeating
In my mind the happenings and images of the day, composing
Them into a so-called song, wish I could sing, and tell how rewarding
A memory like today recorded in musical song, would be deserving,
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Then surely they are at least deserving
of a kind regards yours sincerely
I am not worthy
But thank you cheers i am pleased as punch and would like nothing more than to buy you lunch with all the trimmings
For you are my favorite desert
We commend you, beloved women*... grateful to God for your roles
Enabled as life-builders by His grace and love
Blessed to help shape grand future with His might
Privileged to lead toward enlightenment by His wisdom
Upheld to aid family needs thru His guidance!
We salute you, honourable Mrs./Miss ... deserving to receive
“Happy Women’s Day” tokens as Moms, sisters, teachers, friends
Midst family members with their satisfaction-approval
Of your community involvement causing development-ripple
In a crowd of men with jubilant mirth for your work well done!
We appreciate you, dear ladies: our mothers and lady mentors
Exemplars of genuine servant-leadership
Role-models beyond reproach by your fervent faith and testimony
Paragons of excellence in terms of sacrifice and contentment
Who walk your talk leaving a legacy, worthy of acknowledgment.
*Proverbs 31:30 “Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.”
February 16, 2019
2nd place, International Women's Day Poem for "March Poems...Part 3 of Easter Series" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire; judged on 2/19/2019.
In the stealth of night
You may find me creeping
Pursuing my prey
On a midnight reaping
I slither and slink
Without the slightest of sound
As I silently make my way
Through the unsuspecting town
My killing blade
Tucked neatly away
As I cautiously stalk
My next deserving prey
Visions of my last
Fill my filthy little head
As I relish in the fact
That another sinner is dead
F... all these people
Who pretend to be just and clean
While behind closed doors
They‘re all bigger hypocrites and fiends
As they all pray by day
And fornicate in the same breath
I am the night’s judge and jury
And I sentence them to death
It gives me great pleasure
To be Satan’s next of kin
To punish all these f...ing pretenders
Who are comfortably living in sin
One can be can be carried away by imagination,
weaved into fantasy by reading words on pages,
pausing to reflect their meaning
and discovering what that soul is alike:
invites one to take an exciting journey where silence
has its own sounds and images.
Transcending consciousness
and delving into a reality that could allure,
paints a landscape to lead us to dream
whatever our dreams are;
who doesn't remember a favorite line
you wrote yourself to give homage
to someone deserving praise?
Stand on the empty stage and recite it.....
until all the unlit walls echo
and only your applause applause is heard,
then impersonate the spirit
that speaks through you with awareness...
discover what that soul is alike!
Matthew 13:46 (KJV) “Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.”
Poured out, over the sea
Soundless thoughts, breath of peace,
Sincerest song, flowing in waves,
Feelings of light, soft and soothing,
Poured out, over the sea…
Rising to the surface,
In hues of grace, deserving
Pearlescent gentling, like seeds
In whispers of glorious feelings,
Bleeding into the silence, stillness…
Pearls, perfect little emblems
Remembering those who believe,
Souls who grieve because He bled,
Souls who see – He is the reason,
Each pearl has its grace, its season…
Poured out, over the sea,
Beneath the surface, trembling
Cradled by sands, the bed,
Believing, I can see… beneath
The surface of the sea, where pearls rest…
All those pearls, waiting for me,
Blessings more pure than I can dream,
Blessings more beautiful than I can guess.
Blessings, more amazing than I can expect.
Blessings, who tremble – never regretting…
The wonder of a pearl who shares God’s grace,
His favor, His mercy, His unending display…
Of love that is everlasting and so amazing,
Love, His blessing to all who draw close to…
This pearl, His presence, the grace that surely blesses!
WHEN YOU VISIT ST. LOUIS, HOME OF THE ARCH.
TAKE TIMEOUT, TO VISIT THE PARK.
THIS IS THE HOME, TO THE GREATEST OF ALL.
STAN "THE MAN" MUSIAL OF CARDINAL BASEBALL.
FOR 22 SEASONS, HE PLAYED A GREAT GAME.
WELL DESERVING, OF THE HALL OF FAME.
BACK IN THE FORTIES, HE MADE HIS DEBUT.
IN HIS FIRST PLATE APPEARANCE, NOBODY KNEW.
WITH A BATTING STANCE, YOU COULD DISPUTE.
LIGHTNING FAST REFLEX, YOU CAN'T REFUTE.
EXCELLENT VISION, TO SEE THE BALL.
WHEN IT CAME TO HITTING, HE COULD DO IT ALL.
WITH HIS FINE BASEBALL SKILLS, THE NUMBERS WOULD COME.
CAREER BATTING AVERAGE OF THREE THIRTY ONE.
THE SEASONS BEST AVERAGE 7 TIMES WON.
I CAN ONLY IMAGINE, HE MUST HAVE HAD FUN.
HE HAD A GREAT SEASON, IN FORTY-THREE.
AS A RESULT, HE WON MVP.
MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS MVP.
HE WOULD HAVE 2 MORE GREAT SEASONS, FOR A TOTAL OF3.
THIRTY SIX HUNDRED THIRTY HITS TO REMEMBER.
20 TIME ALL-STAR AND HALL OF FAME MEMBER.
LET'S NOT FORGET, ABOUT THE LONG BALL.
FOUR-SEVENTY-FIVE, WOULD CLEAR THE WALL.
THE GAME OF BASEBALL, IS A GREAT LOVE FOR ME.
THE GREAT STAN "THE MAN" MUSIAL, PART OF IT'S HISTORY....
My sister and I have different personalities
Never alike, two peas from the same pod,
but not germinated for the same Winter crop.
We never argue over mundane trivialities.
I like halibut, but she always chooses cod,
and I prefer vacuuming; she loves to mop.
But there is only one topic we cannot discuss
Our political views caused too many disputes
We disagree on the qualities of a President
and had heated debates. Oh, how we did fuss!
When I said Trump was immoral and in cahoots
with crooks, and he was a stubborn old cuss.
She fired back that Biden was senile, much too old
and she didn't like Kamala, which made me sigh.
Round after round we boxed, in verbal objections.
She watched the numbers as voters were polled
and I wanted scissors to cut off Trump's red tie
and no more commercials for Presidential elections.
Finally, I said, "Our bickering is tearing us apart."
She agreed for the need to put an end to our feud.
We're both much happier, but once in a while
she'll mention his name, and I'll say, "Don't start!"
I'd never vote for a man who's crude and lewd.
I can't understand why she can't see that he's vile.
We'll never agree on which man is most deserving
or which one truly lives by America's Constitution.
We avoid politics when we come face to face.
But I know Trump is unfit, and is totally self-serving
Biden isn't perfect, but Trump started a revolution.
He made a mockery of the office. Such a disgrace.
Yes, I blame him for inciting the Capitol subversion
But didn't say a word to her so we'd keep the peace
Sometimes it's still difficult not to interject a belief
so we talk about taking a pleasant holiday excursion
perhaps to the Caribbean or to the isles of Greece.
I'm just glad that we found a way to stop the grief.
This morning, earlier than normal, you arose for work
This was long before the coffee pot began to perk
I felt you stirring, and after a while, I saw you down the hall
A little later, you quietly informed me of the meaning of it all
I could tell that you needed to run
So I arose to see you off, and to say goodbye
With my eyes, I saw your beauty and brightness
You were shinning like today’s light in the morning sky
I remember telling before that you look great in bright colors
But today, you looked gorgeous and even a bit exceptional
Had I not paused to observe and pay you a deserving compliment,
I would have been undeserving of you, and worst than a common criminal
I noticed that you were so stunningly dressed in red;
But when I reached for you, I saw more that just red
I embraced you just before you backed out of the garage
Clearly that was when I saw “that something special” about you
Earlier, I had glanced it just before I arose from bed
When I embraced you, I saw close up the style of your hair
I felt your warmth and softness like a breath of fresh air
With a presence so smooth, you looked lovely and sweet to me
And O my, that fitted red jacket you were wearing was a sight to see
041510 PS Contest, An Expression of Love, Frank Herrera
HERO DAY
From the depths of history, their stories unfold,
Of black men and women with spirits untold,
In defiance of chains, they rose above,
Their hearts relentless, fueled by love.
African kings and queens, proud and revered,
Adorned with grace, their power endeared,
Leading their people, with wisdom profound,
In the face of oppression, their courage resound.
Through the darkness of the Middle Passage,
They carried hope amidst a barbaric rampage,
Spirits unbowed, though shackled in chains,
They saw the light, as liberation rains.¹²
From Harriet Tubman's guiding light,
To Frederick Douglas, marinating insight,
They fought for justice, their souls ablaze,
Braving dangers, in emancipation's maze.
The echoes of Sojourner's words ring true,
"Am I not a human, deserving rights too?"
Disrupting conventions, they questioned it all,
Their voice a clarion, tearing down walls.²°
Astride the saddle, majestic and strong,
Buffalo Soldiers, their honour belongs,
Protecting the frontier with unyielding might,
They battled adversity and darkness took flight.
In Montgomery, a humble seamstress arose,
Rosa Parks, unwavering, her bravery shows,
With courage on her side, she took her stand,
Reclaiming her dignity, a symbol in her hand.
Martin Luther King Jr., a visionary light,
His dream etched in hearts, day and night,³°
With words as his weapon, love as his shield,
He shattered barriers, equality revealed.
So, let us pay homage to the valiant hearts,
Who bridged the bondage and mount heights
Their heroics celebrated, their stories embraced,
In their triumphs, the spirit of freedom is traced.
"Hero Day" we name it, with honor and cheer,
A dedication to the heroes, far and near,
For their bravery, their triumphs we hail,
In unity, their legacy shall forever prevail.4°
Dedicated to: African-Americans and Africans in diaspora
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
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