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By all means the stars in splendid time,
have exquisite planets with aspect of extra shine.
Born are the glorious children by natures elegant,
making angelic charisma very relevant.
Breathtaking charming allure,
dazzling bewitching amore.
Death on hold by appearance,
easy on the eye perseverance.
The cause to stop immediately,
natures reminder of love initially.
Absolutely drop dead gorgeous,
artistic elegant flawless.
Death by beauty in lure of beauties boredom,
when goodness faints before that stardom.
Sensuous fatal admiration,
tickles of laughter sensation.
The bucket list to promised attention,
stardoms garden in ideal captivation.
Splendid delight in commercial abuse,
until death us apart with no excuse.
It sucked the honey out of their breath,
Romeo and Juliet claimed that beauty in death.
The exquisite exaggeration in awe,
is the attention seeking straw.
While poisons beauty products still claim,
awesomeness has no shame.
Eyes still closed ...
Our sated mouths slowly parted,
And what was once cold and unyielding in my palm,
Now stood, blooming as the softness of warm lips ...
Exquisite bows of pink, supple sublimity.
Our eyes opened, and met, knowing ...
Where to first? I asked her ...
She crimped a tiny smile with her lip edges -
The rain, she answered, eyes giggling ...
Where else, silly boy?!?
A hesitation and backward glance,
(To make sure I would follow), then ...
She leapt out into the weeping eventide ...
A brief rest in the wedge of light under a streetlamp,
Then she raised her arms and twirled on one foot -
Flawlessly en retire' ...
No longer gangling and squat, but elegant and shapely -
A swan, caught in a sultry summer shower ...
Birthed of one true and faithful kiss,
Now ... my princess.
~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Fairy Tale" Poetry Contest, Alexis Y., Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Late May 2018 Standard Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
EarthTribe awakens remembering our original eulogy:
Earth reveals Her without Time progenitive absence,
teaching emergent integrity, peace, grace, karmic justice
to human nature within as without,
uncovering synergetic redesigning therapies
free of immunity to Earth's cooperatively
reincarnate generation.
Thank you to Elders for listening
to those who are voiceless
but not without dancing dissonant rhythms,
those without immunity
but not to death,
those who are fragile
but exposed to totalitarian risk
of polycultural value extinction,
to the cultural collapse of touch
into claustrophobic feeling,
loss of humanity wearing sacred incarnation
sight, sound, felt hope,
empathy,
gratitude,
kindness,
passion,
regenerative
fractal
dialectical-informating composition.
Thank you for curious timeless presence
sparking fires of crackling synapses singing silent fear
to mourn ego's inevitable death
to dualdark becoming Absent,
a regenetic health investment
for Earth-time's future.
Gratitude for creating Muse language
transliterating all self-perpetuating icons of sacred home,
for seeing our belonging
within this eulogy of my not-yet-heard longing,
for intending your in/out breath,
each bicameral heartbeat,
each moment,
each thought,
each bipartisan relationship,
each dipolar value,
toward this elegant
divinely natural
timeless co-arising dynamic freedom
folding and unfolding time's bilateral Earth-functions.
And addiction to anthrocentric dysfunctional dominance
ecobirthing climatic transitions,
internal and external eco-logy confluence
and eu-logies of Earth's double-binding
not future and not past
ego/eco-present
self/other perpetuating consciousness
of bilaterally revolving
Earth's life/purgation spin.
As I stand and watch the clouds roll by
Like floating Cotton Wool in a different shape
It looks just like faces floating in the Sky
Like their trying to escape
One looks just like a Teddy Bear
With arms and legs it goes sailing by
Or like a dog or cats that’s running away
As it’s floating across the sky
Clouds come in all shapes and sizes
Moving slowly or quickly in the breeze
As I stare upwards at this magical sight
I think I can hear a sparrow sneeze
They are flying through the low drifting clouds
With such elegant and ease
While the Clouds continue rolling by
In their different shapes and sizes
They change their shape continually
As if wearing different disguises
As the Sun shines through this silky mass
And there is a warm glow throughout the land
This scene has such a magical moment
Like a magical snow puff ball band
One imagines an orchestra playing in the sky
Hidden away from view
I stand in awe of this wondrous sight
Of these white puff balls in a queue
As they continue floating across the sky
In their different shapes and size
My imagination runs to a different world
That never fails to bring surprises.
This magical world that we call home
There is so much we do not comprehend
But the sky above shows all of us
That all clouds are our best friend
Strolling thro' the zoo today, gazing at the various creatures,
I marveled at their shapes, colors and other distinctive features.
Some were graceful and sweet, others were cute and cuddly;
Others were grumpy and clumsy - some were downright ugly!
The ungainly giraffe, for instance, altho' much maligned,
Is one of the most graceful beasts that God designed.
But I saw no glamour in Godzilla the nine-hundred pound gorilla,
Scowling and holding the hand of his homely mate, Drusilla!
What splendid lions, tigers and other cats pacing to and fro!
And is there a more elegant animal than a fleet-footed doe?
The camels, elephants, kangaroos and yaks look mighty weird.
The buffalo isn't all that handsome with its shaggy beard!
Tho' 'tis risky with sneaky snakes, 'gators and crocs to coexist,
Even they are beautiful, according to the adoring herpetologist!
I suppose only its mother could love the lumbering rhinoceros.
For what purpose did God create the sinister hippopotamus?
Some seem to have been desisgned by an ad hoc senatorial committee,
And, alas, the results did not turn out to be all that pretty!
But beauty is in the eye of the beholder to savor and enthrall;
For each to treasure all of God's creatures, be they great or small!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
While Turning the Pages of Poetry Soup.
While turning the pages of Poetry Soup,
After a gap of few years,
I felt a unique pleasure and thrill in my mind,
The Photo memories of my close favourite friends,
Began to flash in my memories,
Like the pleasant smell of the first rains.
The unique feeling was touching my mind and soul,
As if I was amid my favourite flowers
and the pleasing smell of those flowers,
With cool breeze was taking me away,
In a world of eternal pleasure.
But suddenly I saw few friends,
Had gone too far away in the blinking lights of stars
And would shine only like a star,
On the pages of Poetry Soup,
Never again they would appear to add,
Their beautiful and elegant words and comments,
On the pages of Poetry,
However, their poetry would continue to shine,
With the beauty of their bright memories,
On the pages of Poetry Soup for ever and for ever.
Suddenly I felt that many tiny birds were chattering,
And were singing their love songs,
Perhaps they too were overwhelmed,
By the magic of spring air and by the sound of nature,
Their songs too were touching my heart
But I could follow many of them as they were too far away.
Suddenly I felt myself again,
In the loneliness of a lush green forest,
Which was once a reality and magical charm for me
But now which smiles only in my memories.
As all such beauty of nature and the the beauty of loneliness,
The lofty cliffs and snow peaks,
The big and wide beauty of grasslands,
The charming beauty of cool soothing breeze and brooks,
Are slowly vanishing everywhere in the world
In the bursting population of human beings,
Whose minds are not calm and cool
and their noises are too loud and it is disturbing
The very peace of earth's lofty nature and music
Ravindra K Kapoor
Kanpur, India 5th June 2023
Instant Poem I have written in a hurry. Sorry if you find any errors.
With best wishes,
Ravindra K kapoor
CATTLE EGRET
Makinde Adebayo Adeniyi
Silken, snow-white feathers
Slender, elegant legs
Lovely long sinuous neck
Beautiful and benignly noble head
Stout, straight, sharp beaks
The cattle egret
Seen in the dry season
In symbiosis
With cattle and the wild
Visitors to the quiet countryside
Feeding on ticks and insect
Migrating with the arrival of the rains
To distant arid land
The cattle egret
Harmless as a dove
Graceful in flight
Beautiful in sight
Her arrival, like the sweet angels
Bring the sandstorms
Dusty, dense, dry vegetation in cold weather
Interspersed with hot noons
And that sweet aroma of harmattan
Even a married man’s head can be turned
When spotting a girl for whom he has yearned
There’s no harm in looking, it’s surely not wrong
I’ve been a good husband for so very long
There at the bus stop, a beauty in red
Is it so wrong that my thoughts turn to bed
Her sultry blue eyes and her long golden hair
A voice in my head says, “Just walk over there.”
Perhaps if I happened to merely walk past her
I have little doubt that my heart would beat faster
But I sit and savour her elegant poise
I know I’d enjoy all the things she enjoys
I’m sat in my car and my heart feels like singing
She takes out her phone but who might she be ringing
And when my phone rings it’s a brief fantasy
I can’t help but dream that the girl’s ringing me
I answer my phone to the voice of my wife
And quickly recall she’s the love of my life
She said, “Would you come to collect me, my sweet?”
I told her I would, “I’m parked over the street.”
Down comes the trickling water down the fossils formed as rocks
The everlasting tranquility that forms in formation
Repetitions as it roars like troubling forceful waves
The ultimate power of force - coming down fierceful each day
Walking the elegant falls with the picturesque enlightening beauty
The rocks formed over the years with their unique features
Abundance be known - thee water makes one of a kind caves
The water sparkling so true like a wild rainfall
A strong unique iridescent abundance of adoration
None in the wilderness too small
Down comes that trickling water down the rocks of fossils
Day after day - the beauty of the force visualizing the way
Bewildered - we see that those troubled waters
True a creation
Visually awesome - truly like sitting by the docks
Splashes - thee - each splatter compelling in the day
Caps they roll down the formation of rocks
Those radiant falls of the trickling waters
Captured by the eye - imagery in my sight
I see the roaring water in broad daylight
And the sun , the hues that shine in awe
Breathtaking I visually am impelled
The abundance of beauty thus I saw
Beauteous be , the waterfalls I then see
In my mind , I thus captured that tranquility.
MERRY CHRISTMAS SOON MY book " Beauteous Be Poesy " is available as gifts on googles, Barnes & Noble and Amazon.com also through my publisher 888-232-4444
Trafford Publishing
When wondering why
Earth is
as S/He are
Follow green capital wealth,
he monopolistically advised,
for playing more catastrophic
future win/lose games
And yet, remembered s/he,
also lead to future win/win learning
with full-spectral
deep mindful
panentheistically organic
green vegetation nature,
and blue sky nurture,
and red skies at night nutrition
Dusky and well-moisturized
nonviolent communications
better trauma-informed physically robust health
of a non-anthrosupremacist
nonverbal planet
seasonally inviting cooperative metaphysical wealth
of a synergetic EarthTribe
unitarian experience
Currently wondering why
Earth is
as S/He are
Where two or three
green gift economies
green polycultural ecologies
green empowering theologies
are thriving worldwide hypostatic wins
Start there to follow triple co-investments
and here to lead cooperative compassions
toward optimizing inside personal health
also includes restoring outside social wealth
Opportunities
to grow more elegant
and civil
and enlightened
and depolarized
and less chronic stress-triggering
To integrate social
green
panentheistic capital growth outcomes
with red-is-right fisted trauma prevention
reducing blue/green climate desecration anxiety
Thereby planning to harvest
improved eco-political health care
giving
And global co-empathic wealth
warm
wet
wombed
sacred soul and soil
and sea and seasons
CoPassionate green fragrances
felt
and formed
and functioning
Flowing out past
win/win recognitions
inflaming intuited sacred grace
Health Yang-given out
past
Wealth Yin-received in
futures wondering why
Earth is
as S/He are.