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If
we win,
we feel glad.
Ill-luck is faced,
the losers become
sad and disappointed.
Either winning or losing,
Nothing is permanent in life.
Let's realize this amazing truth.
Then we can remain joyful forever.
E Forms- Etheree - Poetry Contest
Etheree poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Syllable Count: PS
Date: 15-02-2022
PLACED: 3rd
Having lived by now more than half my life
here on this earth, I feel qualified
to speak my simple truth - a truth
which I arrived at through things
I have experienced
and from questioning
things I was taught
from youth - both
good and
bad.
It
is this:
Peace and love
can reign when all
people - no matter
race, sex, or religion -
respect each other by not
doing anything to others
that we would not want done to ourselves.
The Golden Rule: it's as simple as that.
Jan. 13, 2018 for Speak Your Truth Contest (N/A)
Now for Line Gauthier's 'A STUNNER JANUARY 2018' Poetry Contest
"Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come." By Rabindranath Tagore
death
sublime
eternal
life's journey ends
i n e v i t a b l e
river meets the ocean
the wheel of life keeps moving
ignoring sad separations
blazing auburn fall leaves sprawl on ground
reminding life's tragic impermanence
Life is a dream, death a permanent pause
end of hopes, and wishes, blissful joys
bright light dimmed, memories remain
tender reminiscences
of being together
caring for loved ones
dreams never die
death fails to
erase
dream
February 16, 2022
For E-Form Etheree Contest
Theme: Death
Syllables checked by HMS.com
Sponsor: Constance La France
SECOND PLACE
Brian Strand Formal Poetry Contest
FIRST PLACE
People of Isreal the true
isrealites my own family
persecuted branded with
swastika during WW11
my pop hid Jewish people
from Hitler the use of the
swastika the taking of a
religious symbol used to
cause harm for the Jews
my prayers are with the
Jewish families Jewish
memorials are in place
for anyone in need of
comfort and healing
awareness saves lived
stop branded Isrealites
stop persecution of Jews
I am reminded of thee
cruelty and killing
of Jewish infants
reach out support our
Jewish communities
People of Isreal listen
People of Isreal pay attention
People of Isreal dance
People of Isreal shout for Joy
Swastikas hurt
Be
quiet
my Pumpkin,
it's not your turn.
"But Daddy, why not?"
Her look filled with desire.
Hair aflame and golden eyes
the roller coaster beckoning.
She shows no fear, she is only five ,
daddy's little girl, so eager to please.
My only desire is to see her smile,
the love I have for her always there,
as time moves on and days go by
I watch her grow and live life.
Friends come and go, tears too!
Days pass by quickly,
soccer practice,
the school play,
(Faustus)
gone.
Now,
she looks
around her
to tomorrow,
her future awaits.
My only hope is to
help her through a bit longer.
How proud I am of who she is
as today we watch her graduate.
Eighteen now, eagerly spreading her wings.
Sticky are the tears welling in my eyes,
as I watch her walk off of the stage.
A kiss for her accomplishment,
congratulations I say.
Be quiet now Pumpkin
as I wipe her face.
You'll be OK
finally,
it's your
turn.
8/23/2015
“I’m a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which” ~ James A. Owen
As
the soul
by free will,
chose to descend,
that contrast be felt,
thus be known in fullness,
no option remained save trance,
which it entered, burning the bridge
to heaven, God’s wisdom, love and light,
yet cradling deep in heart, the spark divine.
The deed thus done, now caged in feeble form,
splendour of light lost, soul quaked in fear,
yet from time to time heart whispered
secrets not meant to be shared
but love cannot be bound
and so cajoles soul
to renounce fear
so that it
may be
free.
Heart
To Heart :
Wish to hark
to harp of heart
once rang like siren
as strung by his debut.
But now it has turned silent.
Into my heart his glance to peep.
Bubbling blood flooded and I was moved.
He mesmerized : Seven heavens stepped in.
I was thrilled by his intelligent eyes.
Stirred by looks, whenever we met.
But no response, I am to sigh.
Waited for a miracle
to flash on me per chance,
but nothing happened !
My passion burst :
Unquenched thirst
never
soothed.
as
the flame
burns the pure
white wick turning
ashen black melting
wax around the candle
into hot liquid flowing
downward slowly turning to a
cold hard callous built into a pool
trust has melted away and disheartened
a key that was entrusted, but has melted
and with a sigh breathe extinguishing
the flame living behind a wisp
of smoke and an ashen wick
turned cold, hard, and calloused
constant reminder
scars left behind
of lessons
learned
trust
10/17/2015
Contest Name: Lessons learnt in life 1 double etheree contest # 5
Sponsored By: Silent One
he
couldn't
send her fresh
forget-me-nots
picked from their garden
to remember him by.
'twas a garden they nurtured
and their love grew along with it,
but ever since she bade him goodbye...
dreams built; flowers in their garden, wilted.
Garden Poetry Contest (Winner: 2nd Place)
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Date written: 06/09/2020
Cycles
Our
flowers
bloom, begin
their earthly time
in life; with sun and
rain, daily they contend.
And day by day, their petals
open wide; earth stages create
fullness in the end. They then enjoy
new life awakened with rebirth of Spring.
Our living earth does promise us new life,
after sleep of winter gathers strength.
Flowers are governed by their roots,
to wake as spring sets them free.
All life holds death but sends
life renewed once more,
while life and death,
earth's tireless
twosome,
sings.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Two Stanzas - Only Two
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Judged: 07/25/2016
Double Etheree - Syllables:
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