Long Everywhere Poems
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Thick pea soup fog lingers in air
Coats the trees everywhere
Sun's presence covered behind clouds
The mood set is despair
Crickets chatter in surround sound
There must be hundreds now
Coating dark places under trees
Soon no man left to plow
The plague has hit a nation
One that says sin is fine
How long before judgement will come
What thoughts possess sin's minds
Now is the time for revival
People let's get our hearts in tune
No way we can stay a strong nation
Unless repentance comes soon___
Finis'
I heard on the news that the plague from years ago has hit our nation out west
in the Yosemite National Park..The kind that infects rats and fleas..If a human gets
bitten from it death can come..
People are recuperating about COVID 19
On this planet we call earth
Every nation is affected by COVID 19
America is slowly rising
To become one of the greatest nation
Striving to see God
God is everywhere
He sends mortal and immortal angels
Doctors and nurses are our mortal angels
Saints are our friends, they’re immortal
They guide people
Not to fall astray
People are blinded by this pandemic
This happened for a reason
Yet people are still fighting
Fighting when all we need is to understand
Understand is to see the light
A light that brightens the world
To see what we don’t see
We see but we don’t look
Problems that are unseen
Unseen problem to be solved
To live in harmony
To hear our heart songs
H O P E
Hope brings complete trust
H conquering all fears and doubts, H
O H Full assurance in fulfillment of dreams H O
P where at lonely hearts, great joy sets in. P
E E
H Hope starts always from patience to kindness H
O bringing endurance to work that’ll progress, O
P Good actions with determination at zest, P
E H are anchored by faith in fervor devotions H E
In pursuit of life’s goals or intentions.
Hope comes from our God-
God of Hope full of love,
He lives forever
and ever;
Hope
Is
Life
promised by the Father,
While there is life, there is Hope -
Hope to look forward for heavenly trophies from our Lord
HE will grant today, tomorrow and everywhere, here and abroad.
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Deep in the woods in the dark of night
Creatures crawling, hunting til daylight
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why
The sun arose over the hill
People, animals eating their morning meal
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why
The whistle became louder hard to ignore
Work, duties, everyone rushing out the door
In the midst of it all the song bird cried
His sorrowful song could be heard over the tide
The tide of the ocean as the waves hit the shore
A sorrowful whistle heard over the ocean roar
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why
People people everywhere
The sad whistle, does anyone care
Rushing around with their lives
Singles, children, husbands and wives
Did anyone notice as the little bird cried in vain
On the branches his tear drops leaving a stain
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why
Wait, there is one searching for the sound
Of the sorrowful whistle heard all around
Some aggravated wanted to destroy
Could care less if sad little bird was girl or boy
Luckily a kind soul found the little bird in a nest
He kissed away his tears and gave him the best
A sorrowful whistle no longer the little bird's cry
No time for sadness, he can to the sky and beyond fly
A sorrowful whistle no longer will be heard
He was given a chance, now can fly like a bird
So if a sorrowful whistle is heard by you
Will you help or ignore, what will you do
The gift of poetry is an amazing thing
you live so many years not recognising it
even at school, it doesn't really click
so much in your mind except words don't fit
We just need to open our eyes
poetry is clearly all around
in the sky on the hills everywhere
so clear just look it's to be found
But there then is a real problem
transferring it from sight to the page
for then a block occurs on the paper
it seems locked inside your cage
We need to find the hidden key
grasping for it up among the cloud
wait for the blue sky to come
then the inner voice speaks so loud
What a picture this conveys
encapturing your every thought
just ponder upon this in a moment
learn well to be fully taught!
('Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is,
alas, not so easy as looking at it.')
Vincent Van Gogh (1853-1890)
On a snow covered beach in the middle of Summer
Basking in the gloominess of a dark so much glummer
There lived a cow who the cowboy rode so proudly
As he rode past the horse the farmer was milking loudly
Everywhere he rode, leaves were falling from a blue sky
While the joy of Christmas fell upon the fourth of July
We celebrated the holiday with a hot cup of cocoa
And left gifts around the American flag, a little loco
On a snow covered beach in the middle of July
There came the sound of Silent Night’s sigh
Drifting on the air as dazzling fireworks would deny
Today was the day for even reindeer to belie
Nonsense Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina
July 4th 2021 (LOL)
I sat on a bench beneath the willow tree,
A bit far from home, sadly I had to be.
My wife and I had a tiff, I was annoyed,
Downhearted I felt, all my calm was destroyed.
Dark clouds covered the sky as the sun was hid.
So I trudged towards my house, I went unbid.
Downhearted and so annoyed I still remained,
My heart had to solve for my virtue was stained.
On the lawn, I saw narcissus everywhere,
Quickly I cut a small bunch with utmost care.
Such lovely yellow flowers with fragrance sweet
I gave them to her, she made our life complete.
No idle discussions, she was to decide.
She gave me a cuddle, my joy I couldn't hide.
Placed 1
8 February 2023
Writing Challenge - D Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
AN UNMOCKED ALLEGORICAL FLASHBACK
When we were young and growing up,
Granny said that all things have a seed,
And that every seed produces its own
Things to be reaped: good or bad:-
At the time, it was hers and the bible study
Lesson to be taught and remembered; however,
At that time, I didn’t get the full allegorical meaning
Of what she was saying: good or bad:-
Now, at this time of grey hair and aged awareness,
I finally realize and know that we all scatter and sow
Seeds—either to the flesh or to the spirit—and what
Is reaped, is according to that which we freely sow.
Now, as I look out over our urban fields, I
Realize that many moons ago, oppressive-syndrome
Bigoted sowers came like plowing evil in the night,
Scattering chaining seeds of corruption everywhere:-
Some fell into the holes of our so-called paved streets;
Some fell into the many cracks of our rock-laid sidewalks;
Some fell into the gutters and were washed around our homes;
Some fell even around the wet soil of our leaking water pumps:-
From these seeds we’ve reaped Black-on-Black crime misery;
From these seeds we’ve reaped Black Families falling apart;
From these seeds we’ve reaped Black apathy and its depression;
From these seeds, we’ve destroyed each other physically and mentally;
From these seeds, we’ve done the oppressors’ harvesting of our demise.
Now is the time to replow our domestic fields with plows of change;
Now is the time to rid our domestic fields, uprooting sown evil seeds;
Now is the time to release those kidnapped chained into new-day slavery;
Now is the time to wage hell against all forces that still seek to destroy us!
Come! Let us get ready my people; the harvest season is dawning;
Come! Let us get ready my people; the coming harvest is plentiful;
Let us get ready my people; time to take back the stolen gift of freedom;
Let us get ready my people; freedom’s vision awaits its due reality:-
Let us get ready my people; reapers must be as equal as is the harvest!
I wake up and I think what am I doing here?
Why here? Why the bitter cold Midwest in the winter?
Why not California or Florida, Georgia or Texas?
Why this icy, cold, air-inducing asthma tundra?
It is so cold out there. Only 18 degrees today, sometimes less,
Zero degrees sometimes, minus six degrees other times.
Why I am I here? I toy with the idea of calling in sick.
I am an older worker, if I start doing this will they replace me with two youngers?
I could make up an excuse and call in late; but then, I would probably forget the excuse that I used. Remember last time? It must be ugly-cold out there. My feet are freezing!
Okay, Brain tells us, calm down. Be calm. Take deep breaths. Concentrate on your clothes.
What about warm socks? You could wear two pairs of pants;
you can double those socks.
Your winter boots are pretty warm.
I run to my bedroom and pull on anything and everything,
Wishing I could find two fluffy socks that match, but I cannot.
Black with white giant dots and neon-red and green that blink might be obviously too different even for me.
I sit down for a second, take a drink of my coffee, look down at my shirt.
It looks like someone stabbed me to death and I had black blood.
The Oreo cookie that I dunked in the coffee is everywhere on my shirt.
And it was just washed. I look like a train wreck! I change the shirt, and sit to reflect.
I am so hot! So very hot. I cannot believe how hot I am.
Listen, Brain says, start taking off some clothes.
Maybe six shirts were too many. I take off two of them.
My husband comes around the corner and asks “Why are you still here?”
A primal scream turns into a roar, and I chase him back into his office. Ready to go now. All well.
I send him an email asking him to buy me some fluffy socks that match.
It makes me so happy pleasin'
Everyone without a reason
Out of the goodness inside me
I am never mean or crappy
To anyone because I knew
How it felt to be so blue
Picked on, teased, always abused
Leaving me really confused
Why I was treated so badly
That is why I am so gladly
Giving out my heart to all
So that no one else will fall
Into a pit of bad despair
My smiles shining everywhere
In person or my twitter
Everyone will see the glitter
Of happiness I try to spread
Covering up all the dread
That other folks might be facing
So I am willingly gracing
Joyous moments everywhere
Letting others know I care