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Love Story
Oh, how I remember days full of ardent cheer
Enamored in prospects of romance so sincere!
Believing love so precious would never end
Floating on emotions that eagerly befriend.
Despair then ravished my young tender heart
And all my aspirations suddenly blew apart.
He never told me what caused him to flee,
Walking out of my life without even telling me.
How gullible of me to believe untruths he said
Letting him seduce love, taking me for granted.
Gladly you found me when I was hopeless wreck,
As shattered dreams trailed a tragic heartbreak.
Now I adore how you hug me with gentle care,
Approaching me softly with a joy of teasing dare,
Loving me deeply like no one has ever before,
Embarking on a journey our love would explore.
Your loving hands hold me as if a delicate flower,
As you surrender tenderly like you wish to cower,
Whispering as a moth whirling breeze of fresh air,
Burning my flame eminently with a loving flare.
Then we travelled to vistas of kingdom unseen,
A paradise of enduring love fit for king and queen,
There I surrendered me as you fondly appealed
As union of our anxious desires eagerly fulfilled.
Now as you contemplate pending wedding bells
I'm desolate to admit what my wary heart foretells,
My sweet love I regret deeply how this will end
As I have fallen in love with your sexy best-friend.
First Place
November 3, 2017
Love Story
Sponsor: Silent One
Love that curves with curving roads
Emerges on to shining meadows
And looks back for the message it delivers
To the dawn of fragile tomorrow.
Love that sinks to deep valleys
Often remembers the mountain peaks
Uncertain of the crossings today
Reminiscing joy of ethereal yesterday.
A romance of champagne and roses
Aches for the meaning of excesses,
Having been to places of ardent treasure
Love yearns for unassuming pleasure.
A genuine love is never the glitter
That shallow feelings randomly flutter,
A true love eminently captivates
Sincere attraction of natural demeanor.
When a call of authenticity awakens
A musical echo reverberates the sound,
And the rhythm of melodic souls
Surrenders in embrace of tender hearts.
November 1, 2017
Poem of the day on 11/2/2017
Placed 2nd: Strand select W poetry contest by Brian Strand
Up high in the Moon and the Mars
You'll see hovercrafts and flying cars,
Domed cities and bustling settlement
Palatial homes and rooms for rent.
Down deep into the oceans
Without the sun and the rains,
Before long you will see
People enjoying their evening tea.
A way of life eminently new,
People on land you will find few,
With marauders running amok
The earth will just be a place of work.
As the threat of overall pollution sets in
We’ll carry masks around to breathe in,
We will live only on syrups and pills
for our diet supplements and all the ills.
Only the fittest of us will survive,
A struggle it will be to be just alive,
Turned into a concentration camps
The earth will be a place only for tramps!
~Subject MARS contest by Joe Maverick
Just a glance sparked a fire of love that burned so pristine
As a farm-girl fell for a handsome farm-hand of her dream.
Love blossomed like early Spring, though both were married,
A romantic desire flamed spirits as love-affair quickly rallied.
Families broke apart as forbidden love soon got them fired,
In an act of defiance they stayed strong, eminently inspired.
A farm of their own arose from the ashes of evident despair,
Business gallantly prospered through hard work and prayer.
Luck turned as her husband was struck by incurable disease,
His ex-wife, a nurse, assisted as they buckled at the knees.
The farm-girl, discouraged, but unwilling to surrender hope,
Sought help from ex-husband to manage the farm and cope.
With awakened heart, nurse soon rekindled their passion
And patient gladly accepted, regretful of his past action.
Farm grew immensely when farm-girl took up the cause
And ex-husband moved close to her, into a farmhouse.
Lives turned upside down as suddenly sick husband died,
Amid her grief, farm-girl pondered what fate has implied.
She imagined her life with ex-husband where it once was,
Only to find his new girlfriend moved into the farmhouse.
Like ebb and flow of life filled with grief and compassion,
Love on farm meandered through arms of fate and passion.
Yet unwritten there was love's one more fateful decision:
Farm-girl walked off her land for good into wistful oblivion.
September 30, 2017
Not for contest
Miles stretch before me, and many behind -
as many are the thoughts tonight on my mind.
I began this trip giving my body more ink,
more art to describe one more family link.
I will end it the same way, on the same arm -
in trade for meaning, a tiny measure of harm.
I visit friends and kin close to home and those far,
eminently worth all those hours in the car.
They renew my spirit with words and shared smiles -
if only with them I had more than these small whiles.
I look back already on the weeks just spent,
and feel that far too quickly that time went.
Yet I feel no regret for leaving so soon -
only joy from their company, such a boon.
I also visited friends and family who have passed,
for each of them, a poem I wrote long past.
I spoke and I wept, and although I don't believe -
I hope they heard what words I managed to weave.
Through all this, a voice in text and on the phone,
supporting despite how far from home I've flown.
Such a rare soul I've been so dearly lucky to meet -
she floors me yet somehow already keeps me on my feet.
Like the rain we both enjoy, o'er her shoulders pours
hair the color of the sunflowers she so adores.
Her freckled eyes I miss, that gaze that locks me in -
the gorgeous green and the long looks making me grin.
Miles stretch before me, and many behind -
as many are the thoughts tonight on my mind.
She was eminently qualified in numbers
Held fast to the beliefs in physical objects
Felt every molecule down to her mortal soul
Religion guided Sue through water and soil
Down in the mud of love
Prayer lined up on the side of God
A tool most useful in the invisible realm
If not
She was locked in tangibles
Sherlocked away to wait for Easter
Buried under a stone most uncomfortable
Undetected
To be deduced, from what is and what is not
Thereby order could be restored on Sunday
Drilled down to the atomic level of abomination
Established first by logic in the seventeenth century
Light won't pass through the ways of reason
Being solid as it stands
Where souls split into the Adam unnatural at Evening
All men are created equal to their mortal core
The Iliad and Odyssey are read and dead
In another language long and gone
Sue knows Greek as a 5 letter word
Greek know Sue more than you know
Trojans were of another kind of clan
Spoke Luwian at length
Cuneiform or hieroglyphic characters carved
Souls starved for more attention than misunderstanding
Stood out in their own reflection
Crawled home in a holy hole for protection
Flashlights are not prescribed for reading Homer
We recommend Sue's interpretation of the past
Objects in Archeological pockets are counted
Sins glow in the dark inspected
Calculated to the numerical physicality of being
Extolled by Sue who knows such things
Gold is found without tools to grasp the meaning
Souls unearthed remain with words unspoken
English is not an ancient tongue
Extensions take the dig
Can only go so far
Sue knows who you are
Before it starts
Information superhighway bumper to binary bumper.
Stark contrast versus deserted macadam thoroughfares.
Magnification rendered visualization coronavirus
alias covid 19 courtesy electron microscopy plus
sundry computer technology yours truly (popeye
Olive Garden variety generic layman) breathtakingly
held spellbound, née utterly transfixed vibrant
spectacular design regarding inexplicable dynamic
forces wrought creation (albeit - alluringly beautifully
charming, deceptively eminently fascinating, and
globularly highly intriguing biochemical cellular
denizens - indubitably jackknifing kindred livingsocial
man/womankind now outstripping Buffy the vampire
(weakened immunity system of the down) slayer
kickstarting pandemic induces *****sapiens to
experience extravagant fancy feast humble pie
(just desserts) necessitate quarantine to minimize
transmission, whereby (Gogol Ling) dead souls
agonizingly writhe within purgatory tests mine
Unitarian/nonestablishmentarian credo, never with
me wildest imagination intimating detrimental fatal
impact avast swath terra firmae, aye attest dominant
primate species, not necessarily lost cause, nor
civilization and discontents forsaken, but buzz
feeding foretaste (think while leg propped atop desk -
armageddon), of end times nonetheless triggering
linkedin helter skelter, wrenching economy (globally
webbed) doleful Lake Woebegone citizens haphazardly
remaining approximately six feet between another
human beings scrabbling, scrambling, scrimping, saving
international decree obligating painstaking handwashing
absolute zero socialization (comprising no more than ten
people), said groupon crowdsource commingling verboten,
yes tis moost ideal for solitary fellow (me barely a Yogi)
yabba dabbling playing online solitaire, chess, listening
to deep sleep music, meditating, reading, and/or writing.
~ "I think this is a moment to put a woman of color on that ticket."
~ Senator Amy Klobuchar, 2020
~ "I have a dream that my four little children one day will live in a nation
where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the
content of their character. I have a dream.
~ Dr. Martin Luther King, 1963
Today in 2020 the dream died again
Dr. King's dream, a beautiful dream
But like all dreams, only that...
Today in 2020, an eminently qualified
woman dropped out of contention for
the Vice-Presidential slot on the
Democratic ticket for November
for one reason, and only one reason
--because of her race
There were no headlines, Dr. King
No one questioned her decision
No one felt that she had done
'the wrong thing' ~
No one except me and you
Rest in peace, Dr. King
along with your dream
The nascent sun warmth appears to emanate
The spiritual worlds charm of confidence state.
A breath whisper thrives a frail blossom;
Reclaim its exhalation colour delight-some.
A small, huff, whirlwind uplifts, swirling,
Pinwheel of fallen autumn leaves, ebbing,
Passionate rant ease, then lay unhook
Settling a pepper to a rustic idyllic look.
Existent amorous illusion scene of welcoming aweless
Sheath dress in continuance timeless solace.
Spellbound by silence sweet embracing scent
Eminently natural or synthetic trace descent.
Sunny laughter where squirrel scurry everywhere.
Charm and seductive song of mockingbird compare.
In an aura and its heavenly quintessence kept abreast;
Butterflies flit, bumblebees Emerging from nestled rest.
7/21/2024
Whispers
How can I ever forget the evening we first met
Under the twilight of placid sun about to set
When your sweet whispers ably set me afire
As I embraced in earnest your loving desire.
You held me close intently as if for ever
In language of sweet love eminently clever
Inviting the peeking moon to join our affair
As a distant star blushingly glared with flair.
Lyrics of our romance resonated in my ear
As rhythm of our hearts echoed with cheer
Revealing tenderly a tale of heavenly bliss
Singing sweet nothings with a passionate kiss.
Your urges grew steadily more meaningful
Each time your verses called me beautiful
Intimating fondly that I occupied your mind
Towering to heights only true love can find.
We told each other wishes always come true
For love we own is granted to a select few,
As happiness willingly resides in our hearts
Bonded with admiration that never departs.
As your eager vibes pronounce our love anew
Every word of passion draws me closer to you
Conveying me to fervent places I never knew
Craving for your touch as our feelings renew.
Discourse of love resonates with adoring smile
As we revel in romantic talk avidly fragile
And echo of our minds reverberates with a sigh
Enamored in angelic love that will never die.
November 17, 2017
Whisper Sweet Nothings
Sponsor: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
First Place