Long Enmity Poems
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I've roamed the halls of Poetry Soup for nearly nine years
and had lots of ups and downs, cried happy and sad tears
Some poets are super duper people that I call my 'friends'
There are some snoopers who have need to make amends
Soupers are a varied lot from different backgrounds in life
But never should there be reason for enmity, vitriol or strife
I've laughed at humorous scribblings of many bawdy limericks
Shook my head at rude comments that have caused conflicts
Those few are in the ranks of poets I call 'the party poopers'
And there are some who enjoy interfering ~ 'the bloopers'
They spread rumors that cause chaos in the soup kitchen
The site would be much better if they would stop b****in'
I cannot claim my innocence for I've battled a time or thrice
When bullies and trolls have said things that weren't very nice
I've been called a 'mean girl' but it's a name I take in stride
Bet money on it being said again and I'll say, "Let it Ride!"
I've written for other poetry sites, but I remain in the Soup
and if you question why I've returned, well, here's the scoop...
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who are sincerely kindhearted. I owe them gratitude as a debt
I prefer to ignore those who cast aspersions with a snicker
But like most kinfolk, there will be times when we bicker
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Love’s Wave and Breaking Crest
And though the lover’s now shared empty cells
o’erflowing with the enmity of loss
endured the curse of self inflicted hells
beneath the towered specter of the cross
the remnants of a love – now prayerful dross
crumbling – dry flowers clutched to chest
unwilling to admit denials cost
beneath fate’s wave and breaking crest.
A darkness of the heart devoid of light
numbing to the core all pulsing hope
adrift in string-less voyage – hateful flight
as fearful fingers ever slowly grope
the promise of the knotted, swinging rope
to which the aching heart has acquiesced
in effort to relieve love’s need to cope
beneath fate’s wave and breaking crest.
As through love’s hand slid harsh Manilla grip
tears dried upon a sallow, sunken cheek
awakening cold heart from endless trip
silencing the quest for dying’s shriek
recoiling from a final act so bleak
as to despoil a love that felt so blessed
strip it of love’s whimsical mystique
beneath fate’s wave and breaking crest.
Thus does the heart renew its rhythmic pace
return full beating flow to aching chest
release itself from memory’s sad embrace
beneath love’s wave and breaking crest.
//rhyme scheme not carried throughout//
//each stanza has own rhyme//
4/28/2015
(Thank God, when I posted my poem a second time , I could enter it in the contest. But I am retaining my old post as I have many comments on it . I thank all my poet friends who helped me with suggestions, especially Mystic Rose Rose. My soupmail is non functional most of the time)
The naked hills are clad in snow
Blurring the houses that line up in a row
The wind that blows is icy chill
Freezing cold is the water of the rill
Trees, stand stripped and bare
But so much gaiety is in the air
Lightings from all houses shine
Sending out a radiance divine
Christmas trees stand finely decorated
Cribs are colourfully illuminated
The day has come when Christ was born
In our midst as the greatest boon
He came not in glory arrayed
But in a poor man’s rags clad
Took birth not in a palace of gold
But in a deserted manger of old
Poor shepherds were the sole witness
They beheld his radiant face in stillness
The whole world is under his magic sway
As love for all is his wondrous way
Jesus came down from Heaven on Earth
To offer the world its true mirth
To dole out the priceless treasure of peace
To see all bitterness and enmity cease
Merry ditties shall echo from every street
And children will sing Christmas carols sweet
From the angelic band will rise the refrain
“Peace on Earth and goodwill to all men”
Nov.20. 2022
~ Placed Eighth~
Most Beautiful Christmas Poem Contest
Sponsor – Mystic Rose Rose
I see them cluttered in my mind
The ravenous wolves that stalk me
My eyes shuttered, yet I'm not blind
Tears drop as leaves from willow trees
Fear settles like dust on my tongue
Consuming my will to appease
Gray shadows encroach from the wood
Fate approaches; claws and fangs bared
Eyes flaming beneath each furred hood
I've lost the fight to save my soul
Closer, they come, boldly snarling
My plight consigned to their control
Hostile hunters answer to 'Death'
I feel the strife of enmity
And smell the sour stench of their breath
Their howling spikes this morose night
The forest is calling my name
I am a shadow in moonlight
October 17, 2020 ~ Writing Challenge -Tercets
Sponsored by Constance La France
checked with howmanysyllables
THAT I MAY REST IN PEACE
As I sat calmly under the tent
Even though we don't know who's next
But the deceased had left
But the memories are in our hearts in bold crest
Saw young and old dressed in black to mourn the dead.
Without call the dead has brought under same canopy both friends and fiends
Just to pay last respect to the life that hit untimely end
Everyone running errands the dead never sent them
Old friends reuniting while new enmity igniting
Friends and folks from far and wide
Here they are wining and dining .
Lemme make a call to my friends and enemies
I've got a life now worth living
Even when I don't plan early exit but who knows when it will be time for leaving
Share no souvenirs after earthing me when you can gimme me gift in my happy days
Save the black wear for another, rather take a colourful pictures with me while still here
Call me out for drinks and never wait till my breath is on the brink
Call me to report me to me maybe we can trash our issues
Rather than lie to the world when I already know the truth in my grave
Temme you hate me to my face before you tell me to rest in peace after my demise
Bring milk to my seek bed before you fight for meat at my after internment party.
Gimme me cake on my birthday before you fake your cry on my burial day
Make a party for me when I can join to dance and not when I'm earthed six feet below
I'd rather have you be late to my party than being an organizer when I'm called late
Shower the love and praises on me while i am alive
Not the encomiums heaped upon my grave
Temme my errors now before I cross to the land of horrors
Where your deeds are shown before me in a mirror
Let my picture grace your phone with kisses and not with hisses and disses when I'm deceased
Do these for me with you I plead
All these I plead with my heart from thee
Just that I may rest in peace in my after life.
(CONCEPTUAL FM ???)
the eyes of evil
blankly stare with hate and rage
the eyes of evil
judged then passed a death sentence
upon humanities fate
across sundays sand
happy laughter turned to screams
across sundays sand
the innocent cried tears red
as the golden glow darkened
the tidal current
swirled with hatred and despise
the tidal current
flowed with the abysses darkness
to an enmity innate
the innocent died
to the dark hands of hatred
the innocent died
to the crackles echoing
as they cut the sabbaths dusk
the shattered moments
when all society mourns
the shattered moments
the white doves of peace tears fall
now, the pressure cooker boils
I love puzzles…puzzles of any kind…jigsaws, crosswords, writing poems…any puzzle that stimulates my mind.
In a puzzle I can see the big picture as I search for the right piece…the right word…the right rhyme…while realizing the only way to complete the puzzle is one piece at a time.
Our Earth looks like a completed puzzle from deep in outer space…beautifully round, blue, green and white…every puzzle piece in place.
But looking at the Earth from on the Earth…from the place where I am sitting…although the pieces seem like they should go together…as of yet…they’re not all fitting.
With so much hate…so much enmity…so many puzzle pieces at war
the puzzle that is Earth is much more difficult than any puzzle ever solved before…
It is, perhaps, the most difficult puzzle we will ever have to solve…so we must gather together our patience…our courage…our wisdom…our resolve
Knowing it will not be easy…it will take compassion…determination and grit…
for not until everyone on Earth is free can all the pieces fit.
At times we’ll experience little victories…other times we’ll feel defeated
but imagine how the Earth will feel…once this puzzle is completed….
Trying to solve a puzzle at war with itself is certainly an uphill climb…
but we can solve it…
as long as we’re determined to solve it…
one PEACE at a time.
I’m not the girl with the Cinderella smile
exposing perfectly straight pearly teeth
so lovely birds swoop down to
perch on my finger and sing
I’m nothing as sweet as Snow White
I’m far too smart to fall for
the old poison apple trick
I’m more likely to be the one
placing a curse on an enemy
that’s earned my enmity
I’m no raving beauty
my waist a bit wide
my shoulders too broad
my spine slightly snaky
with a tendency to trip
over my own two feet
I’ve often pondered the possibility
that in a past life
Shakespeare’s muse for Sonnet 130
must have been me
yet he found in her something exceedingly rare
a love strong and true beyond compare
Is there someone searching for that
out there?
The garden of Eden was ready
The sun, moon and stars in their place,
Calm seas were abundant with creatures
And planets revolving in space.
The jewel of all God’s creation
Was made in his image and blessed,
Then seeing the fruits of his labours
The Lord God took justified rest.
He looked down on all he’d created
And let out a satisfied sigh,
For all that he’d made was so perfect
And gladdened his being thereby.
But as he remembered the future
His heart became heavy with pain
For pride, greed and enmity flourished
And innocent people were slain.
Like waterfalls flowed tears of sorrow
For labours of love seemed undone,
The rainbow of peaceful reunion
Could only be bridged by his Son.
06/11/18
'What did God do on the seventh day? poetry contest
Sponsored by: Curtis Moorman
Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - I)
Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.
Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting bougainvillea background.
Civil, clever clover chomping, cheap
chipper cool cutthroat clueless clodhopper,
chafed centenary, codifies communication
cryptically, challenging capable, certifiably
cheerful college coed.
Divine dapper daredevil, deft, destitute,
doddering, dorky dude, dummkopf Dagwood
descendent, dagnabbit, demands daring
dedicated doodling, dubious, dynamite,
deaf dwarf, diehard doppelganger, Doctor
Demento double, declaring depraved
daffy dis(pense)able dufus Donald Duck
derailed democracy devastatingly defunct.
Eccentric, edified English exile,
effervescent, elementary, echinoderm
eating egghead, Earthling, excretes,
etches, ejaculates, effortless exceptional
emphatic effluvium enraging eminent,
eschatologically entranced, elongated
elasmobranchii, emerald eyed Ebenezer,
effectively experiments, emulates epochal
eczema epidemic, elevating, escalating,
exaggerating enmity, enduring exhausting
emphysema.
Freed fentanyl fueled, fickle figurative
flippant fiddler, fiendishly filmy, fishy,
fluke, flamboyantly frivolous, fictitious,
felonious, fallacious, fabulously fatalistic,
flabbergasted, fettered, flustered, facile,
faceless, feckless, financially forked,
foregone, forlorn futile fulsome, freckled
feverish, foo fighting, faulty, freezing,
fleeting famously failing forecaster, flubs
"FAKE" fundamental fibber fiat, fabricating
fiery fissile fractured fios faculties.