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How many of us, go down in history
Well she went down on me, just you wait and read
It happened ten tears ago, boy was it out of this world
The moment she took me in, boy her kisses swirled
We were so suited, atmospheric was our attraction
Bare to naked I was, receiving her reaction
Cheeky was this first Lieutenant, her hands everywhere
I succumbed to her intentions, near explosive was my stare
It's only when I looked down, two eyes espied in pout
Pleasured by her wanting, me I'm inside out
I found myself amidst, convulsions so far from home
Lost in pleasured dome, ring a ring a rosy roamed
Taken, spent I am, we rejoiced in our elation
History has been made, communication on the Space Station
.
To the sound of pelting rain, she woke in early morning
Upon the tattered tin roof, it rhythmically pitter pattered
No sunlight peeked through clouds on daylight's dawning
She thought of him and of the dreams that were shattered,
of the nights she'd spend without end, remorse spawning
Windblown rain pummeled windows, on sills it splashed
Obscured was her view, vision blurred behind each pane
Howled as does a wolf, thunder growled, lightning flashed
In rivulets like rain, was weeping she struggled to restrain
Like drops of blood from a wound, her teardrops splashed
That night, in shadowed lamplight she espied on the corner,
a familiar silhouette of one whose countenance was a given
Dark eyes of a raven who had waived his right to scorn her
No vocal cawing was riven as torrents of rain were driven
He was beyond the reach of this sad beseeching mourner
Outside she ventured, into the sting of nettled showers
for just one glimpse of him, she would offer as her reason
On the street, scattered at her feet, her espousal flowers
Fallacy, was an act Charlotte Bronte' would label 'treason'
Uncloaked, soaked, she stood with her memories for hours
From grief she could not hide nor abide her mirrored face
His eyes, for once unveiled, yet not one word did he speak
A webbing of fine silk threads spun, woven in warm embrace
He had raised no hand in farewell. A tear grazed her cheek
Without solace she would linger in portals of empty space
She trembled, shivering, eyes teary, there was no mistaking
her sips from tainted cup had the caustic taste of bitter gall
The impeccant knight chose the right to claim his forsaking
Nimbus skies lay overcast without surcease of a graying pall
Fraught with aching, she sighed one word, "heartbreaking."
Oh, children of a lesser god-
defects can steal your life away,
as you are judged by how you look,
or if you hear or speak, or see;
if arms and legs fail miserably-
or minds perform imperfectly.
We fail to see the worth inside
which often cannot let us know
that sometimes- there a talent lies-
above, beyond, what we believe
you are so given to conceive-
then, awed by what you do achieve.
Your real self may be entrapped-
so yearning to express those things
you can't define, yet live within.
And, if that spark is reared in stride,
savant, you will be classified-
child of a greater God espied.
Oh, children of a lesser god-
we must help hone your paths untrod.
April 5, 2020
~8th Place~
Contest: Children Of A Lesser God
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Judged: 04/18/2020
Inspired by the story of Kodi Lee, an autistic, blind young man
who is now a famous pianist and singer, after his mother
saw and supported well his inborn musical talents.
Link: https://youtu.be/pDPdRYF7hTQ
Argh... infamous pinwheel on macbook pro 2009
alas and alack
myopic staring eyes
bulge out their sockets,
cuz yours truly taken aback
I espied sight more frightful,
than rookie dazed chess player
checkmated courtesy men in black
pawn during next move dizzily
stunned as if suckerpunched smack
dab, now seeing stars circling around,
especially worrisome laptop gone slack
unsure if oppositional forces crack
militia (rumor monger)
grandmaster flying Union Jack
sabotaged Macbook Pro end user,
aye only see multi colored spinning circle,
no larger than flat head on thumbtack
lifeline no longer linkedin argh...
worse fate than death or trampled by yak,
disguised as ignoble,
ignominious ignoramus idiot savant
also interestingly enough chess playing hack
but... playing online access
to Internet chess got rendered offtrack
methinks wind in the willows
instrumental holed up there...,
yea that caddyshack
hear something went click and clack
unable to prepare for attack
or launch defensive comeback
hmm... perhaps flag down Cossack
will trumpet my return, meantime biden
time - lemme pursue whether cashback
paid with cryptocurrency virtual stack
bitcoin/ blockchain largesse...
got brilliant knack
did promise sweet treat
towering Taj Mahal size sack
unless... party investigating rival
prefers eating to their hearts content
regarding large fries and big mac
yukon villain me on details later
gotta poem long overdue
I haint want no flack
from Roberta or anybody else,
cuz this "fake" poet gonna barrack
aid himself for needed shuteye
dreaming of goose laying golden egg
where upon waking I will issue quack.
No lentil beans before bedtime unless...
(alternately titled: unrelenting flatulence)
Ya wanna count bajillion sheep,
but tween gluteus maximus powerful
natural gas explosions during sleep
(ass suspected source) – courtesy missus
she served me lentil beans piled outsize heap
sinister been off fish shunt ploy
spouse I may no longer keep,
cuz dream house went up in flames
reduced to ashes smoldering (Uriah hit) heap
an feeble attempt made to extinguish courtesy
urination which suddenly found me awoke
moments ago groggily awakened out deep
slumber out requisite snooze,
cuz I bean dog tired exhausted fuel
driving one clunky body electric jeep
wee hours way after midnight night owl
in case ya give fig yore hot heave hoot
blasted tremendously nonstop
rendering air to smell foul
while my little chickadee evinced similar
disposition, she too did pepper her muttering
with expletives, and did growl
snarling evidenced yours truly espied scowl
unrepentant and threatened to apply dowel
well, I need not specify, "a" specific vowel
one cheeky spouse,
would find yours truly to howl
no pretty picture me bean
while slowly turning unnatural green,
henceforth rushed to emergency room
whereby team of alien specialists,
who casually did primp and preen
mistaking convincingly verdant colored
hue man as martian ready for Halloween,
and said practitioners loathe to intervene
reckoning yours truly -
with other worldly mien,
Methinks Mine Earlier Rhyme Came Across Desperate...
For Hard Cold Cash
This small medium at large
kibitzer did appear
more brash (albeit) poetically,
and insinuate with soft pedal blare
perhaps at the expense of dare
ring to losing followers, this crash
test dummies star performer
did not mean to ensnare,
perhaps hypnotically tugged
heartstrings with his flair
analogous to birds eye glare
ruffling tail feathers of
a frosty buoy hoar gull (hare
reed) loon seething with hormonal
secretion and the brink to engineer
foolproof mating elaborate fanfare,
when bytes of my obviously clear
expression to succor minted heir
to a fortune (courtesy
anonymous philanthropist), now leer
re: asper point blank plea
for wads of moolah, but mere
lee issuing agitation where
substantial outlay to repair
(passenger side rear)
brake assembly, the automotive
technician espied situation where,
abrasion and erosion clear
as day, which critical assessment
warranted me to declare
an immediate affirmative
decision, which near
broke ma stainless steel piggy bank
to tune of six hundred bucks - hair
reed, an understatement, almost near
lee six months to the day, a prior reap
pair cost similar dollar figure,
which even at present
found yours truly still in despair,
then only to experience,
sans "FAKE" foreseer
(as ordained by Oracle
of Delphi) despite prayer
for me to vouchsafe share
ring at least one daily
compliment to the missus - neh veer
being privy (during our
twenty second plus year)
of whetted bull
lust stick missile exchanges, there
came shortfall of forced favorable blare
ring of said utterenced, thus superstition
an ugly head didst rear.
The day began like every other day
no hint of what was to happen
taking the children to school
she saw a man near the gates
He smiled at her and tipped his cap
tall and handsome around her age
sadly when she came out he was gone
with a sign she walked on to work
The sun was blazing down baking all
so she took her sandwich outside
sitting at a bench in the local park
she espied him running in the distance
His long legs eating up the ground
he soon disappeared from sight
longing to meet and talk to him
she sat there as long as she dared
Reluctantly returning back to work
day dreaming about him passed the time
at last it was time to collect the kids
again he was waiting as they came out
She noticed him with two children
but when she turned right he went left
wondering why she had not seen him before
sad that he seemed happily married
For the next few days she kept seeing him
mainly he was far off in the distance
Until one day arriving early at the gates
she saw him waiting there for his kids
Shyly she stood nearby giving him a smile
he walked over and started to chat
she soon learned they were his nieces
and he was helping out his sister
His sister's husband was away fighting
and was deployed in the middle east
as he was between jobs and she pregnant
he helped by taking the girls to school
Slowly their feelings turned to love
she had lost her husband to war in Iran
and he had lost his wife to cancer two years ago
against the odds once more they both found love
written 05/17/2014
contest Poem you have not entered in a contest 5
Awake to the celestial sea chant
Starry-eyed dark matter
of infinite space
Espied by countless eons
since original human race
Became cognizant of her/
his terrestrial place
Gilding the heavens with strings
of pearly hued lace
Closer to Earth charting
early skywatchers to notice moon face
Held captive via gravitational brace
While zodiac archer aims
cocked bow, where knocked feathers
sans arrow complete an awesome
fantastic bullseye ace.
complimenting - MOTHER NATURE’S
SUPREME DISPLAY
A strand of pearls clung to slender tree limbs
bejeweled woody flora prismatic orbs
tell tale sign recent cloudburst
cleft darkened heavens
rained watery life source liquid
downpour laced branched canopy
awash with molecular droplets
requisite to feed burlesque Vaudeville bluster
exquisite gala performance unrehearsed
unscripted ubiquitous theatrical performance
received limitless encores
toward Gaia screenwriter
whose infinite scope
(wrought upon natural landscape palette)
exceeds the finite abilities
of those bipedal dominatrix
human organisms imbued
whose dilettante debut
(dawned these last seconds
on the clock face of geologic history)
might witness curtain call
on their final act.
Yes, I affirm, I have seen God
But He appeared and then disappeared
This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed
But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared—Unseeking Seeker
Espied my footprints in desert sands, longing to encounter Him in the Holy lands
Vision Cinematic once upon a time suspended from Homers stauros—a sign?
Hither poet ere Christ what visions may he have come across, perchance mine?
Ever adorning this landscape eternal, reborn and risen to us in the season vernal
Cedar beam deeply implanted into arid barren beach no protectorate of Rome
Crimson robe flows about His loins as I peer down from up on high Shalom
Seashore I’ve known since childhood’s joy so rare hence my vision surfaced there
Vision Cinematic once upon a time, from above the clouds I glimpsed a slaying
Azure sky morphs bright sea breeze upon His bleached dry raven locks swaying
Perhaps the Holy Land now rendered elusive I shall grasp my vision conclusive
In conclusion equate a temporary optimistic life, possibility is where I dwell in
For fear of the Old barbate God, His hell is patient, awaiting, we who know sin
The Almighty all-knowing sees all, whilst on His thrown, Lily White glowing thru
Tell me, is the God of Old Testament different from the God of the New?
Heaven's sake, why go in reverse, for this a mythic trap, a route traverse
Wrestling with their own faith, they’re serving The Book of Skaith
Erosion of civil liberties, fueling genocide and weakening sovereignties
Dear Lord, if this is what art thou to those on the face of thy side?
Let it be I won’t reside, search then I will, new platforms where I may hide
A vision once upon a time, Cinematic of what images were to me familiar
But now the path is clearer, love’s the only answer in a world abound with failure
I espied her regard and deemed her depth.
She requested that I "Hold this for me."
I dare you, do not let it fall on earth.
It's gotten loose to point at agony.
The locket to my meek heart was broken.
Stomped upon, as such dealt using disdain.
Used amiss and bared to prime misspoken.
Spoiled, as well as swindled of money gain.
I flashed the largely adorable grin.
She looked into my eyes and smiled softly.
Her charming grin belied her truth within.
"I'm different from those," said utterly.
I'm a slack ocean rolling sea to sea.
Now in your arms, I'll never roam again free.
4th Place Contest Winner
Written: June 21, 2022
Forth Place Contest winner.
One In Five Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Chosen Theme: The Broken Locket
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