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Where yet refrain spider hides, fairy chides
Shall dare tease and tiptoe on spiders webs
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides
Slack-lining steps along until it ebbs
Shall dare tease and tiptoe on spiders webs
From fairest creatures' spirit free clamor
Slack-lining steps along until it ebbs
Tear drops of lilies stoke scent enamor
From fairest creatures' spirit free clamor
Mouse perch playing the cello, a few squeals
Tear drops of lilies stoke scent enamor
Butterflies wings flitting springtime wind reels
Mouse perch playing the cello, a few squeals
Sunlight shining hedgerows rainbow shades
Butterflies wings flitting springtime wind reels
Dragonfly's gossamer wings weave and fades
Sunlight shining hedgerows rainbow shades
Enclosed by spring courtyard emerald grass
Dragonfly's gossamer wings weave and fades
Fairy Queen's daisies blend when beetles pass
Enclosed by spring courtyard emerald grass
Bloom clusters flourish, tremble in the breeze
Fairy Queen's daisies blend when beetles pass
Bluebell, buttercup bring bees to their knees
Bloom clusters flourish tremble in the breeze
Far-off silent buzzes and drowsy hums
Bluebell, buttercup bring bees to their knees
Disappearing when early darkness comes
Far-off silent buzzes and drowsy hums
Human like creature's spirit weave cobwebs
Disappearing when early darkness comes
Fluttering wings hover on silver webs
Human like creature's spirit weave cobwebs
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides
Fluttering wings hover on silver webs
Where yet refrain spider hides, fairy chides
1/27/2021
Proud Pantoum Poetry Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.
—Luke 2:9 CSB
Little cherub with wee little wings.
Strawberries, crushed, enamor your cheeks
in Victorian fashion. Oft naked,
floating on chapel ceilings,
near the mother and babe.
Little cherub, not scary at all.
Magnanimous glory you do not seek.
You’d be squashed
if you weren’t so squeaky clean.
Like fleas on the shoulder,
the angelic and the devilish,
depending on mood
will be flicked away.
Little lambs cut a hole in their ghost costumes,
out comes their head,
then they don
a halo - oh, the little angel.
God puts up with such things
as sticky wings -
irreparably weak.
Heaven they don’t seek.
Oh hearken the struggle, life's gossamer threads,
The delicate sway of hope ...
Framed by churning white of Lord Neptune's might,
Faith dangles a slender rope.
Wan maiden, her savior, and a scarlet shawl,
Battered by surf and gale ...
Yet our faceless hero and his capable arms,
As sure as the damsel, frail.
Mostly monochromatic, all its tones of gray,
Save for the kerchief, red ...
While turbulent struggles around them rage on,
We center that shawl instead.
We see not the others who attend the line,
But imagine them nonetheless ...
The artist connects them with the lanyard, strong,
And so intimates their distress.
The distinctive edges and leaf-like waves
Are peculiar to Winslow's style ...
As are the rare stories his paintings tell,
That enamor us, and beguile.
While he traveled afar and painted it all,
And was a celebrated roamer ...
He loved my home state of Maine the best,
And so truly was a HOMER.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Celebration of Art Poetry Contest", Kim Rodrigues, Judge & Sponsor.
RUIN OF LISA
He cannot will himself to look away,
Though she is as small as a rose,
And pretty with thorns and all.
Having many suitors that stare.
Her smile shines so fair.
And her eyes dart back and forth,
Like the dust devil that follows him.
Her terracotta colors enamor all,
but he desires to steal her away,
to place her above his open flame,
so he might bore into her like the sun,
and have none that touch her behind
the reflective glass. Of wine he sips
her sweet sensational subtle lips.
As the seasons change his lovely Lisa
becomes whatever he fantasizes, artsy
with scarves and sunglasses, at the fall
and rise of the procurator’s temperature.
6/28/2017
Romanticism
.
yup
i'm shut'n
up
hole'lup
well
not today
I got
this...
Ladies
don't find enamor with
the rabid
it's toxic
there'z plenty uv
edvard'z
born for yourn
please
thru
wordz
or
deeds
we're
warriorz
who shake yourn tremendous
unto it's yep
last drip
if the sum uv y'all
want bad boy
spin the bottle
and hope it landz
on uh me
if'n ya wanna git
spanked
and the hole'lup
in your tank
we're your man
save
we'll spank ya on yer
purty butt
not your trust
ya ever see the wolf
ain't they pretty
they look just az purty
to themselves
with your blood
on
their snout
STARING DEATH IN HIS CORNER
I'm not the best pound for pound
boxer trading blow for blow
This bout won't end in this 36th round,
battling from the cradle from the set go
when my eyes refuses to behold life's wound,
uninterested in deciphering life's code show,
from when my wailing became a sound,
this boy baby became life's Eskimo
And you death, stare a brother in the face.
Despite the scar from the Diviner's torment,
He who bare in hand the enamor of grace,
The Father of all and the master of your fate,
you came for The son all to number his days.
But this in-ring soldier is born to fight & be great.
Pain you bring is sweetener enroute my eternal place.
IF I FEEL PAIN, I AM ALIVE
surviving like the edge of a knife.
IF I AM ALIVE, I CAN FIGHT,
triumphing over thee day & night.
IF I CAN FIGHT, I CAN WIN
(while trumpet of my victory keeps blowin')
because that's what Victor's do.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Form: Chandler Sonnet
Copyright© April, 2021.
Tangled in confusion, a nomadic disenchantment,
Comraderie, we thought it was, is apethic callous,
Yet still exists a languid hope for remants of a promise,
That one day amoretto though absturce and in concealment,
Will find itself exposed to the vainglory of revealment,
Then Philanderous fancy shall alter to enamor,
And our creases of affection will sonor into furrow,
Reconciling want to be's in sorrow of tomorrow,
But once the dream is dared upon will fancy turn to nightmare?
The vicious trend could end of wanting in our recollection,
If nostalgia felt for false could cause feigned memory to be?
What is and what shall never be.
Nobody should be by himself,
feeling the weight of desperation;
such is the fate of mine
struggling to see
my shimmering star...
I try to deny it to myself,
but all I see:
is the reflection of me!
On those warm days of June,
when summer knocks with joy
on the heart's door,
to bring songs and dreams
to those starry-eyed lovers
lying by gliding streams;
I wait like them ,with that feeling of anxiety,
for my beautiful one,
who promised me to dance in the open sky:
her long,golden hair
covered by tiny,pink roses;
her delicate arms fluctuating like waves...
Alone in a place of isolation,
improvising my lamentation;
daffodils enamor me with their bright color,
even they have their friend sun
to whisper to in the high-noon...
as their words don't comply with my humor!
On those warm days of June,
blu-jays gladly attune
to my melodious tune,
to turn those moments into a medley
and keep this lover's heart from being lonely;
from somewhere her love-inbued eyes
will surprise me with an illusory glance!
Who wishes to be immersed in desolation,
imagining to be choked by closed walls...
when hope can lead one out of frustration?
It takes a strong will and a fantastic dream...
to bring to life what lies within!
Fairy Dance
Where yet forbear spider hides, fairy chides
Shall dare taunt and tiptoe on spider's web
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides
Slack-lining steps along until the ebb
Shall dare taunt and tiptoe on spider's web
From fairest creatures’ spirit free clamor
Slack-lining step along until the ebb
Tear drops of lilies stoke scent enamor
From fairest creatures’ spirit free clamor
Mice perch on grass blades cheer excited squeals
Tear drops of lilies stoke scent enamor
Butterflies wings flitting springtime wind reels
Mice perch on grass blades cheer excited squeals
Sunlight shining hedgerows rainbow shades
Butterflies wings flitting springtime wind reels
Dragonfly's gossamer wings weave and fades
Sunlight shining hedgerows rainbow shades
Contained by spring blooming emerald grass,
Dragonfly's gossamer wings weave and fades
Fairy Queen's daisies blend when beetles pass
Contained by spring blooming emerald grass,
Bloom clusters flourish tremble in the breeze
Fairy Queen's daisies blend when beetles pass
Bluebell, buttercup bring bees to their knees
Bloom clusters flourish tremble in the breeze
Far-off silent buzzes and hums sillies
Bluebell, buttercup bring bees to their knees
Of amber, wild cherry, wine, daylilies
Far-off silent buzzes and hums sillies
Where yet forbear spider hides, fairy chides
Of amber, wild cherry, wine, daylilies
Sunlight shining hedgerows rainbow shades
Where yet forbear spider hides, fairy chides
From fairest creature’s spirit weave cobweb
Sunlight shining hedgerows rainbow shades
Fluttering wings hover on silver web
From fairest creature’s spirit weave cobweb
Silvery string hung and swing amides guides
Fluttering wings hover on silver web
Where yet forbear spider hides, fairy chides
1/6/2020
"Fairy Dancing On A Web" a Quatrain poem I've turned into a Pantoum
Rhyme
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/fairy_dancing__on_a_web_831158
G golden motifs enamor a brown tapestry
I in galore of grace, a head is held high.
R resplendent glory of the tallest creation
A ascending in attitude, seeks a heavenly sky
F feeding on forage of leaves beyond reach
F farsighted big eyes, browse twigs on trees.
E emotions all silent, with no sound to screech.
S stature so lofty, elongated slender neck
T towering long legs, gallop free and wild
A ambling Savanna plains, predates of lions
N nose and tongue, both in length reconciled
D down to extinction, their numbers on decrease
S strong but enchanting, they are symbols of peace.
T tangerine patterns, in unique genes installed
A 'African Gentle Giant' that's how Giraffe is called
L lanky but charming, an evolution of hybrid soul
L Leopard spotted coat, perhaps a tall Camel stole!
20th July 2019
Sponsor James Edward Lee Sr.
Contest ACROSTICALLY I STAND TALL