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There is no time here.
Time is motion relative to other motion,
Yet we move relative to nothing.
Nothing surrounds us.
We hang in emptiness.
Like diamonds cast across a field of black velvet
The stars shine cold against space
Gathered together in their serried ranks of billiions
Mustered into shimmering islands
The galaxies wander
Unimaginably far apart
They are as nothing
As nothing
Against this neverending blankness
This coldness
This nothing that is space.
Between worlds we drift.
We drift and sleep
We drift and dream
Of things we know;
Things we wish to know.
From one small round rock to another
Wheeling through the void
We drift
Specks lost in the Immensity.
We drift and there is no change
For there is no time here.
There is no time.
crystals gray lie
reposed rest prolonged
trembling stirring rising
flight carrying away
whispering frigid movement
racing quickly on
plucking pulling lifting
water stored in a way
wavelets rolling softly
retaining sunlit warmth
peaks foaming splashing
stolen warmth flying up
transparent fountains ascending
gushing racing high
frigid stratosphere cooling
turbulent rolling flow
vapors condensing forming
castles dreams can see
whiteness filling darkening
heaviness crashing descending
shearing tearing descending
breeze torn to shreds
grabbing tearing carrying
roaring across the land
pounding harshly hitting
splashing droplets flung
smashing crushing forcefully
drenching tearing down
droplets forming puddles
filling to overflow
seeking flowing downward
quickly race across the land
Flowing streamlet’s gather
swelling creeks do grow
rushing in to rivers
flowing into the sea
dim grayness fading
beaming light swells
sparkling grains like diamonds
flashing now in the sun
Written: November 10, 2024 For Contest Sponsored by: Ink Empress
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Homeric moonstone sparkles at night.
a glowing globe of gleam amid galaxies,
Its shimmering shafts as flowing fantasies,
gliding glimmering, giddy waves of a wild ocean.
Glowing gaze glances into the gorgeous,
glistening sapphire depths,
where wild winds whirl, a wondrous waltz awakens—
ruby glistens amid the thunderclap.
amethyst whispers in the misty screams.
Hearken: harmonious hymns hover in heavens
colorful loops of capturing emerald and turquoise
every hue is a harmony in a mariner’s melody
each ebbing essence echoes magical epics of yore.
The fracas outside fades
as nature’s narratives naturally navigate—
dense drapery, like drowsy dividers
drawbacks divulge a heart displayed delicately.
Moonbeams meander over majestic mountains
limestone and obsidian, luscious layers lost
while wordsmiths weave wondrous words,
In a cascade of captivating couplets,
that shimmer and crumble.
Do you hear the sirens sing?
a chorus of longing from the depths
they call to hearts heavy like stone
yet light as ashes caught in the smoke.
We walk where men have trodden,
tracing footsteps worn soft by time,
with wonder in every glance, every sigh,
painted worlds vibrate in the very air.
So, step into this symphony of starlit spells.
a captivating collection of contrasting senses—
where dazzling diamonds dance delightfully
and the fierce fight for fervent fantasies flows with the tide.
Out here beneath the blackened blanket of night,
Elysium eagerly awaits our embrace—
a splendid symphony, and you
the softest serenade nestled in its depths.
Above the world, where sunlight streams,
And cotton candy clouds, like dreams,
I dance with wisps of silver white,
A symphony of airy light.
No gravity to hold me down,
I twirl and leap, with joyous sound,
A ballet born of sunlit air,
Where whispers of the wind, I share.
The moon, a silver orb so bright,
Looks down upon my airy flight,
And stars, like diamonds, softly gleam,
As I perform this celestial dream.
With every turn, a new delight,
A whirlwind of pure, ethereal light,
I dance among the clouds so high,
A spirit free, beneath the sky.
And when the dawn begins to break,
I leave this dance, for earth's own sake,
But in my heart, the memory stays,
Of dancing in the clouds, for endless days.
Let's take a walk where raindrops dance
beneath the feet, in rainbow hue
Where mirrored worlds, and twin skies meet,
in puddles forming in the street
Our umbrellas opened wide, while other people, scurry by
Forgetting in their rush of day, to see the world is scrubbing clean
We'll stamp our feet to make a splash, while those around us make a dash
With diamonds in the morning light, to quench a tongue in sheer delight
Perhaps the gentle rain is kind enough
to wash away a threadbare heart, a broken dream, from yesterday...
enchanting me to believe within, to entertain my child again
We'll listen to the whispered winds, the sweet refrain of falling rain,
as if we were the child again.
We'll be as one, with earth and sun, and know that rain can be a friend
Let's hold up hands to catch the sky,...our inner child is waiting in the wings
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For Leonora's Contest: "Umbrellas"
Goddess of love doth shine bright in the skies
As one planet blushes red among the stars
The moon, surrounded by twinkling fireflies
Looms ever so large to a distant Mars
Venus, adorned in her beautiful glow
Outshines Jupiter in the Milky Way
The dark realm of Pluto is too faint to show
But has five moons in orbital array
Diamonds in the sky show off their glisters
As my thoughts to the heavens take flight
A cluster of stars called the seven sisters
Twinkle brightly in an enchanted night
Myths of the night sky are never too far
I gaze in awe and wish upon a star
5/1/17
Venus: Roman goddess of love
Seven Sisters: Also known as the Pleiades
There was a possum
of worldly descent
Gathering diamonds
and things it had spent
Chasing a catfish
down dragonfly row
Wanting to see if
it was someone to know
Laughed at an aardvark
with tangerine pants
Filling it's pockets
with yesterday's ants
Climbed up a staircase
that led to the sky
Waving at meadowlarks,
saying goodbye
Chewed on a cabbage
it found by the gate
Wondering if it was
something it ate
Sat down alone,
which was normal you see
Crying those tears
as it hoped it could be
Somebody's friend
that he never could find
Merely a possum,
just pay him no mind
He'll get along,
it's just something to do
And if he passes
in front of you
Maybe just smile
and tell him hello
He might be somebody
you'd like to know
Or let him be
without well wishes sent
For he's just a possum
of worldly descent
For the Dandelions Tiger Lillian and Bear berries Oh My Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Maureen McGreavy
It was a rainy day so I flipped through a stack of comics
My Amazing Poet series
Finally I picked the fabulous Five
I liked the picture on the front
Yanny the Zen Master with long black hair
Becca the Creative and Beautiful with her mythical pen
One of my favorites sultry Eileen known as the Emotionator
Anne the Philosopher was right there beside Eileen with her magical smile
Then to round out this team was Vicky Victorious calling from the wilderness
In this edition they were battling the Poet Destroyer and Joker Jack
who had kidnapped Newbie Timothy Hicks
As I read their words I was in awe of my Heros
They made me cry
They brought me to new worlds
Filled with adventures
Sexy had new meaning
Tears became diamonds
Winds swirled inside my head
All the emotions of the rainbow
I longed to write with such clarity and strength
I tried to flex my poetic Muscles
Worked out every day
Then on the back of the comic
A scrawny poet sat on a beach
Beside the girl of his dreams
He is writing for her when along comes a muscular poet
The big poet kicks metaphorical sand in his face
The the scrawny poets girl is whisked away
Underneath it says
Are you tired of having Metaphorical sand kicked in your face?
Are other Poets getting the girl?
All that can change
Join the Andrea Dietrich School of Creative Poetry
She will have you writing like The Fabulous Five
You will never be afraid to flex those poetic muscles again
So I cut out the back page and sent my five dollars
The address is PO Box 88888 Inspiration California
Now all I can do is wait
What will the future Hold?
Note there are many Poets here who would appear in my vast Amazing poet series.
Poet Destroyer and Joker Jack are not Evil nemeses they were chosen for the roll
because of their names( also I love their work.) I hope you enjoyed my little tale.
Some of the younger poets may not be familiar with the Charles Atlas ads that used
to be on the back of comics, the rest of you I am sure will get the joke.
Where Has All The Beauty Gone?
There is no time like the now times,
The ever-present blood-swooshing times.
Time again to surrender as a smitten lover surrenders,
To the never-ending rhapsodies of erotic impulses,
Which exhale as a listless leviathan exhales,
Basking in the swishing waters off the windy capes,
Naked, but kept hidden, in the unknown anterior rooms,
Of a hundred dark mansions in the draping hollows,
Encased with ethereal atmospheres and essences,
In stony gold, glittering emeralds, and smooth diamonds,
All dazzling the senses with spurting explosions of light,
Of helpless exaltations and cooing astonishments;
Now they’re seeking the old nights and the old embraces
In the gaping moonlight, amid intense and timid arousals;
Their blinking black eyes squinting from behind the papered walls,
Of dustless airless rooms with drooping statues of dead poets,
Alive still as they rise again in mythic intonations,
Making suave movements with pointing soft fingers,
Upon the moist nape of blond submitting desires.
Watching in spirit now as they once peeped at lovers;
Peeping and prying and peering from behind infinitesimal holes,
Never seen before by the living or the bereaved,
Nor by the delirious or the unjustly defamed;
Now they just bite us, the souls of the dead boys in blue.
And they watch us from behind those bare walls,
Those breathing twitching snarling walls.
So, where has all the beauty gone?
I’ve sailed across the oceans blue
In search of promised treasure
I need to bid my pirate’s life adieu
For some riches you cannot measure
When I was invited to be part of the team
I was told it was a luxury cruise
Promised riches beyond my wildest dreams
Oh how I fell for the blackguard’s ruse!
Captain Bluebeard is a real mean guy
He promised me diamonds and pearls
But I’m so homesick that I sit and cry
And I never get to meet any girls
I’m stuck on this ship with sweaty sailors
You can’t begin to imagine the smell
I feel like the captain’s our jailer
My life has become a living hell
I’ve got a peg leg and a metal hook
Life’s not that easy for me
I stumble round the galley as ship's cook
But I really don’t like life on the sea
My parrot is my constant companion
He nags me that I drink too much rum
I drink it for medicinal purposes
This sailing can upset my tum
I wish that he would hold his beak
I’m fed up of his constant squawking
Why can't he shut up and not speak
We’re cooped up and he just won’t stop talking
So now I need to take drastic action
Tonight I’m going to leap overboard
The parrot’s squawking can cause a distraction
I can swim … I’ve got a swimming award
I stole all the diamonds without exception
They are hidden inside my wooden leg
The captain’s yet to find out my deception..
But I’ve raided his hidden nest egg
So now I can live a life of pleasure
And enjoy a happier life
I will relax and enjoy my leisure
And find myself a cute wife!
Contest- A pirate’s life for me
Sponsor Kelly Deschler
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