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I've ventured far from Indiana, the home soil of my birth,
To many exotic and exciting places all about this earth.
I've seen majestic Mount Fuji from the Kanto Plain of Tokyo.
But I'd rather marvel at Pikes Peak right here in Colorado!
I've traveled the rugged Khyber Pass in ancient Pakistan,
And saw sumo wrestling and cherry blossoms in Japan.
The alabaster city of Casablanca I've visited in Morocco,
But I'd rather tour old ghost towns right here in Colorado!
Magnificent Mount Vesuvius I've seen across Naples Bay.
In Holland I've seen windmills and tulips in vast display.
I've seen the swallows returning to San Juan Capistrano.
'Tis more thrilling to see eagles soar the pristine skies of Colorado!
In Bermuda I've lolled upon the beaches of pink sand,
And have viewed the towering Alps of Switzerland.
Mayan ruins I've scampered over in Old Mexico,
But I'd rather explore the ruins of Mesa Verde in Colorado!
I've climbed the Tower of Pisa rewarded with a view divine,
And visited the quaint Principality of Liechtenstein.
Some folks strive for a lifetime seeking their El Dorado.
I've found mine right here in Colorful Colorado!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 4 Tracie's " Where in the World..." Contest - Dec 2011
Lake previous poetic effort,
sans spiritus mundi, converse
sing a boot unfamiliar thread,
and ignored common
sense ne'er re: hearse
sing, asper William Butler Yeats,
aye went off deep end, perhaps
provoked at least une nurse
sis sear re: literary unlicensed violation,
and additionally one emphatic curse,
where mine poe whet
tick feet did immerse
for the methamphetamine time acid,
(I said to myself), why traverse
pointlessly imagining something worse
tread about, i.e. say...tripping
along head over heels, yet
nagging notion would not disperse
venturing blithely writing
plunging into terra incognita parallel
universe a "multiverse"
herewith also Ark
chew woolly Noah intent
for yours truly to drown while purse
sue wing abstract notion,
viz domain of science fiction,
never intermittently intersperse
sing following lines with "HELP, I need
somebody...", nor deliberately submerge
readers within a mini sea course
of confusion, but I feel confounded
gripped, lured...and will gladly reimburse,
should delving over my head diverse
if eyeing breadth, length, scope...
beyond realm of mom and pop verse
a tile theoretical physicists,
who casually identify ten dimensions
— eleven including time, nor averse
slithering thru worm holes
such more'n flight of fancy seems perverse,
whereat numberless whirled
wide webs presents obverse
to accepted paradigm reverse
sing scientific tenets describing
quarks, plus portal bellow much
room (See Alice in Wonderland) disperse
sing notions, where exodus
into alternate self contained
separate cosmological infinitesimal channels
far more exciting than reality television!
Some say it’s a Blessing and a miracle
from above,
When strangers meet and fall in love,
A beginning of adventures full of exciting
times, surprises, and thrills all await.
From every outing or date, something
special is remembered and replayed,
The mind is easily distracted and always
in a dreamy state.
Every thought, positively sweet, eagerly
conveyed without being delayed,
A rollercoaster of new emotions sends
the head into a frenzy, seeking and
searching for inspiration for future trysts
ahead,
While the heart is lovingly engraving
every word said,
Without knowing, feelings of love begin
to take hold, and time apart moves slowly
and seems long,
Sleep loss, feeling restless and lonely,
as absence makes the night linger on and
on.
Be it a spat or misunderstanding, it can
cause heartache, so don’t let the dust
settle,
Every second counts; take some time
and mend the rift,
Don’t let strife fester and become a
never-ending battle,
Why stay upset, and why wear a frown;
remember that dark clouds will lift.
It won’t be long before both start
humming their favourite love song,
Neither remembering who was right
and who was wrong,
So don’t build walls, and don’t stall,
Just answer and fulfil love’s call.
Never delay in rekindling the fire,
Compromise is the game, so play with
understanding, place no blame, and
forget everything prior,
Enjoy the experience of Love’s quest,
There’s no need to stress, accept you’re
blessed,
And leave the outcome to time, as it
knows and always does what’s best.
By Zyrool
Fifty nine inch tall wife
once willowy wisp
postmenopausal galloping gourmandiser
playboy centerfold girly
figure ain't no mo,'
which superfluous weight deterrent,
love life yours truly
took Kamikaze nosedive
arousing, exciting, stimulating...
as romancing the stone statue,
but seen thru Tom
gobbler beady eyes
butterball babe resembles hottie
female turkey on steroids without feathers,
spouse already qualifies as Hen pecker
not admirable characteristic
to encourage physical intimacy
whew, which allows this husband
to redirect pro creative pursuits
where English language
beak homes muse,
which amateur philologist
attests to literary penchant
most likely garnering posthumous fame
revving up avast surge
necessitating Barry yore
to deter den of thieves
against stealing precious
documents - sold at auction
avid fans snapping up
bajillion tattered staind scribblings
indistinguishable from chicken scratch
interlaced with gobbledygook
(unbeknownst to John Doe
who faintly resembled me dead
drunken grizzled shabby skidrow
anonymous deceased wordsmith),
mortuary performed makeover
courtesy same Joseph and the
amazing technicolor dreamcoat
academy award winners
unexpected set couture club craze
suddenly everybody and their ilk
including grandmother goose, pink panther,
porky pig, Scoobie doobie do, ugly duckling...
triggered feverish buzz feeding frenzy
even cosmetic surgeons experienced
boomtimes, cuz ma
eternally sleeping pose
inspired cottage (cheesy) industry,
the global economy witnessed
unprecedented unsurge
ending world wide poverty.
~Another Fairyland Story - An Unexpected Visitor- Part 1
(Short Story or Narrative poem)
It was very early in the morning when I was just having
What I thought was a very good time relaxing all by myself
And remembering all the wonderful times that now have gone by
Since another year had come and left again here in Fairyland.
It has been all to tell the truth not all that great all the time
Since there has been quite some days that I wish rather not
Remember now especially today when all seem to be so sad.
I was about to embark in another one of my exciting journey
When all of sudden I heard what sounded like my front door
Opening and right there behold came bouncing in with a big grin
My very good friend and roommate the Mouse, who just been
Himself as usual said his usual greeting with a very warm hello
And a happy wave of his hand in my direction as he spotted me
Sitting at the table and having my usual hot and nice cup of tea.
This afternoon I was having a very delicious blend of mint tea
With other few spices thrown in the mix to accentuate its favor.
I wavered my hand at him and smiling I said hello to him too and
Asked him to stepped in the dining room and invite him to have
A nice cup too and he told me grinning that he would be more
Than content and very happy to do it since he was in need of
Having my very good company and having a good conversation
With me and update me in some recent happenings in Fairyland.
So he came around and just sat in his usual chair, then served
Himself a very nice warm cup of mint tea too. Then he turned
To face me and started to share with me many things that have
Been Happening in Fairyland for the last 24 hours or so and I was
More than happy to hear what he was sharing with me when all
Of Suddenly I heard what sounded like a very tiny fainting little
Childs voice coming somewhere from where he sat and asked
Him if he's heard it too and then just smiling at me he dipped in
Deep into one of his shirt pockets and gently brought out ...
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
October.08.2016
~ Authors Notes:
To be continued in the second part by the title...An Unexpected Visitor Part 2. :))
There's no greater joy in this old world
than the love of another human being
be they man or woman, it matters not one iota
the feeling is the same to this old guy
of course, I'm leaning heavily towards
the female version of the species, oo-la-la!
they surely turn my old crank and spin my spinner
even curl my afro down below!!!
Nothing compares I say... nothing...
ABSOLUTELY BIZARRE!!!
Since I was born, even the most obscure and yet
an undiscovered creature with six eyes
still instills great wonderment and intrigue
we never stop searching for the newly discovered
the exciting new inventions man has created
or the magical, amazing world of nature
man has only scratched the surface
what awaits us is beyond what we know today
unfortunately, I'm at the age that the exciting
new world of tomorrow is beyond my limitations
promise, you younger folks, to take care
and enjoy all the exciting new world ahead...
Happy Jack wishing you all a happy journey!!!
Giving advice is a great way to start;
they may not listen from the very beginning,
but ponder they will until their heart
makes changes and starts loving and living.
Helping partners grow in all their ability and amplitude;
it's a duty and an obligation on your part...
keep on persuading them and take them to that altitude,
and they will learn and thank you for that!
Some brag about lending their hand with a hint so broad,
to demonstrate how much that individual has accomplished,
but why lay it in the open and let everyone alive know?
Friends never take credit for anything they've given or said!
Helping partners grow by the measure of your sympathy and tenderness,
can bring an overnight change; even a tender hug
is a hope glimmering...when all doors are shut and excessive droopiness
clearly shows in every action, word, look and feeling.
Reminding others how helpful and kind you have been...
dredges up old vanity and exposes all your credits with intent,
but eschewing humbleness as an estranged, vague secret:
is an eulogy spoken to deaf ears to get praise for your deed.
Helping partners grow is the truest example of sworn loyalty,
to make the bonds of friendship stronger and steep them in deep sincerity,
banishing bad thoughts and exciting the individual's interest in everything...
by letting that mind express new ideas and explore that extrasensory feeling.
Bedtime stories rode to magical realms
night lights turned off her shining smile
in a blanket of hug and lukewarm kisses,
a sweet birdsong pulled eyelid curtains
and innocence fell asleep by mummy's side.
Exam time cramming the night before
a battle of stress to get into college
burning of minds and rustling of books
trying hard not to sleep, scattered revisions
and exertion fell asleep by table-lamp side
Late night thoughts of a special friend
unfolding slowly, inside a dream awake
exciting promise, ablaze heart in journey
draped in rainbow, soaked in jubilant rain
and love fell asleep by a rose-tint bedside
A sleepwalking mind in philosophic soul
no more struggle in trying to be someone
a poet in peace building words into dream
sitting by the shore, seashells of memories
and in lullaby waves, falls asleep by seaside.
29th May, 2020
Sponsor Kai Michael Neumann
Contest Name Falling |
Oh what a beautiful morning
The sun is shining bright
If they told me I won a million dollars
I couldn't exhibit more delight
It's one of those days, full of fun
Filled with happiness and joy
Just found out I'm the proud poppa
Of a bouncing baby boy
Sorry, just recalling what it was like
Back in my younger days
When everything was new and exciting
Life in it's opening phase
Oh to go back and experience it again
Wondrous days of my youth
Wait a minute, might want to reconsider
If you really want to know the truth
To go through all the good times again
Have to also go through the bad
Perhaps instead I'll forget about all that
And just appreciate what I had
Oh what a beautiful morning
The sun is shining bright
Never earned a big bunch of dollars
But happy at bedtime each night
© Jack Ellison 2014
Many have gone
Family, friends, sacred and godly
Leaving moments as mates
Inspiring and motivating
Placing life before the eyes
Far from imaginations and dreams
Memories allow to relive the life
Past turns into present
Pleasant or pesky; good or bad
They are an experience,
A bunch of events and encounters
More of a realization
During a bout of severe adversity
I recalled my late father’s skills
Deriving the combating courage
During the exciting spell I found
Memories are not mere mental spurs
They are concrete recitals of the self
I admire the nature for bestowing
The power to preserve the past
An attribute that grants continuity
An association to the gone
Rejuvenating the hearts and souls
With wonders, smiles and grief
Life is palpable, candid and real
The moments are never dead
Past does not dissolve the personhood
We are a symphony of eternal notes
Old songs remain inside the heart
Mystifying melodies resonate at times
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