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Premium Member Heironymus Bisch the Musical Fish

Hieronymus Bisch, a swamp-dwelling fish,
musician extraordinaire carved out his niche,
by gathering the garbage humans tossed away
cleaning and sawing, was determined to play
his compositions for the entire neighborhood
and I must tell you, he is very good.

Old horns and clangers, bells and whistles
his mammal friends gathered up many missiles,
hurling them into his swamp with glee and
knowing that soon, great music would be.
Root-i-toot pipes and cogwheels galore
old lanterns, clocks, even a door.

A train caboose from an old broken toy
an umbrella, diving helmet and a highboy;
parts from dilapidated old elevators
and crankshaft from a sunken freighter.
The snakes collected dried out vines
and a tree branch from a gnarly old pine.

Hieronymus scrubbed, polished and welded;
old gears and cranks were properly belted
with drive belts gathered by alligators,
from junkyards full of dead generators.
Pieces of old wiring he managed to splice
to light up those lamps, ever so nice.

Once his Mono-magnifical, Root-i-toot Cranker
was built and ever so very well anchored;
One flip of a switch such music did play
those swamp critters had one fantastic day;
laughing, dancing and singing with glee
they even were joined by a screaming banshee.

Oh what a delightful party they had,
that Magnifical Cranker didn’t play bad;
not one note of his composition was missed;
world fame is the destiny of Heironymus Bisch.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Beauty In the Human Soul

You are Beauty
 you are beautiful into my soul 
you are Beauty, you are beautiful so, you're so beautiful
 Lord your beauty 
you are beautiful to behold 
God your beauty,
you are beautiful so Lord You're Beautiful
Oh God you're the beauty in the human soul
 you're a Wonder, you're so wonderful
 you are Lord your Wonder God you're so wonderful 
Lord You Are such a beautiful soul radiant 
exquisite magnificent awesome power extraordinaire 
you are Lord you are so, yes you are loved  beautiful you are 
Beauty you are beautiful unto my soul you are Beauty you are beautiful 
so you're so beautiful Lord your beauty to behold
 embraceable almost untraceable you are all around me
  you can find me and you know everything about me Oh Lord You're so wonderful
Embrace Abba Father of the universe
 I long to be your choice
Forever I cry out your voice
God I love you my beautiful soul
Immortal slightly emotional intellectual this is whom you are to us all
Lord my God you are my beautiful soul
My God, My God you are the beauty in the human soul

Written by James Edward Lee Sr (c)2017
July 05 2017
Inspired by and dedicated to you Wordsmith fellow poet
Robert Lindsey
" there's praise and words and words in Praise"---James Edward Lee Sr.
Form: Ballade

Premium Member Thoughts Running Free 2

a thought of beauty scared away by negative thought
is easily bought as if given free
only to put on hold the bold
a thought so beautiful an angels breathe 
could carry it across time
in a gentle rain shower

all living things could then feel its beauty
and be one with this beauty
which might strive to be alive
to share the air with all that lives
the beauty says, “I’ve seen things eyes have never seen
more beautiful than a rainbow in a waterfall

I tell you of things I’ve heard
melodies so pure as to melt the strings of a harp
while transcending the harpist and audience
to states of mind and emotion never before visited
open your minds and allow the essence of life
to dilute the sin nature of physical existence

imagine the soul as it reveals itself
beyond the limitations of the body
be your soul end the struggle
accept the oneness of being
you are a part of all that is
all that surrounds you, you also surround

blend in let your existence be noted 
by your extraordinaire ability
to be congruent with all that is alive
with all that that is
you may become aware that the best of you
it actually the rest of you
© Bill Baker  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Our Midnight Palace

Sunlight, oh do go away!
Midnight is created for dreamers all.
Who tango dance on lovers' stars.

In slippers of the finest silver made.
We, who don't require the icy cold roar of the crowd.
Just eyelids flutter, for each other.

So come, my cheished love, join me now.
To my universe that sparkles with only us.
So in love with the moon and stars.

Walk the floral winding poetic staircase now.
Intoxicating gardenia in my flowing hair.
In our soft, opaque togas, waving in celestial air.

Where only the scent of truth and beauty consumes us.
In their magnificent, Midnight Palace Garden~
Ah, yes, so magnificently extraordinaire!


              March 6, 2020
                Noon PST

Premium Member Happy Birthday

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A spiritual woman, poet extraordinaire,
Just try one of her contests, if you dare,
A mentor of new poets, leader of old,
If you win first prize, consider it gold.

Her smile is infectious, her ideas sing,
Part of this family, she’s the Poetry Soup bling.
Her contests are tough, really makes you think,
Stand and Heat topics, well poems won’t stink

May you be with us for many, many more years,
Continuing to bring us laughter and some tears,
The world is better place with you, Debbie dear,
Wishing you the Happy Birthday, I’m very sincere.





Written September 24, 2012
For Debbie Guzzi’s contest
Birthday verse
© Lee Ramage  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Father

A man who raises his children
Biological or not
Caring and concerned for their welfare
Doting and dependable of their every move
Each and every day he works so hard
For his family, making sure they have enough
Glad to be their provider, the
Head of household, husband, father
Inspirational speaker
Jovially joyous in his demeanor
Kind and knowing in any circumstance
Loved by all
Motivating his children to be better
Never cruel always polite
One of a kind
Protecting proud man
Quietly unassuming
Respected, reliable, responsible
Sacrificing, supportive
Teacher of good
Understanding even in discord
Vigorously  
Wise and watchful
Xylographer extraordinaire
Youthful strength and     
Zealous supporter of his family

Premium Member TALENT EXTRAORDINAIRE

A star is born
A Young Man auditioned for a Theatrical show
He thought it might not be an accepted go
He remembered the advice his Grandfather would say
“Go out and do your best, and let your confidence shine through.
Before you know it, your expectations will pay off”
The Theatrical show was a Drama, the Director was looking for a Star Role in being the lead of “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM”
It was a play about knowing who a person is and finding their place in life
Seems fitting as the Young Man’s life falls into the category 
On with the story
The Young Man was nervous yet confident
He had no idea in how the Director will respond to his audition
The Young Man had no theatrical experience
Only encouragement being his Grandfather’s influence
He read the script with Drama, Emotion and the Director felt his feeling
Later, the Director asked the Young Man did he act before, and he replied No that he was a natural
The Director then stated, Congratulations
You got the Lead Role
Thanks to the encouragement over the years from his Grandfather
Words from the wise

Bio-Ballade

She was happy to hear that drizzles
had made the pollen more tollerable.
She had been saddened by the large amounts of pollen
that made herr eyes red and caused her
to sneeze. Blowing into her bassoon became
a chore
due to the fact her nose was sore and sneezing
bothered her.
When the rains began she smiled:
she wiped
the dust and pollen off the table and floors
and made the whole area a great smelling place
by using lavender with it's great smell.
She remarked a cocuss tree had fallen to
be created into this beautiful bassoon.
I had made such sad sounds with
my instrument.
Now with the pollen gone
and me happy I can play a happy tune
and honor
the cocuss tree which had been felled
that I might have this beautiful baSSOON.
tHE STRAWBERRIES SHALL BE FAT AND SWEET WITH
THE GREAT WEATHER WE HAVE.
i SHALL BE HAPPY AND FULL OF GLEE
EATING THESE LOVLY
FRUITS.mY SWIMSUIT SHALL HUG
EACH CURVE OF MY BODY
AS i SUNBATH
THERE i SHALL REST
AND RESTORE MY
HAPPINESS AND REHERST MY
MUSIC.
tHESE SONGS SHALL TELL THE TALE
OF MY DOUBTFULNESS AND BOUT WITTH
THAT MEAN OLD POLLEN
nOW THAT i AM HAPPY i SHALL
GET GUIUTAR AND DRUMS
AND FLUTES TO PLAY
AMSIT THESE PROFESSIONAL MINDED FOLK!
wRITTEN BY:
TENTION DE PUTAIN LA FEMME À LA CHATTE PHAT
A.K.A;Aliénor Aurélie Jeu de Selle
Bassoon player extraordinaire 
From the Book
" Heart Broken Men"
by Doppa Dolce Meatus
A Tale of Music Composer
Changing the Way we Veiw the Instruments
we Use.
Why is thee bassoon assocated with Sadness.
I walked in there and there they were
The Lyre and The Flute
a Composers misunderstanding of
who he loves.
Form: Ballade

Music of the Spheres

Ambition is to play the Cello
Becoming a most talented fellow
Cellists make such sumptuous sounds
Delighting audiences the whole world round
Encouragement to take up lessons
From former cellist Hubert Hasbeen
Grimacing when he hears me play
Hasbeen lasted a week and a day
I was downhearted ~ I began to cry
Just when I spied her grandeur from the corner of my eye
Keyboard ~ Kettle drum ~ neither one did I desire
Laughing loudly I had found the one to set the world on fire
My heart it skipped a beat as I approached her silver feet
Nothing else would do for me the sound was so unique
Once I stood in front of her she smiled ~ it was so sweet
Playfully I stroked her keys as I began to feel at ease
Quivering with excitement and dropping to my knees
Resolute to practice every day and every night
Stoically determined to reach my ultimate peak 
The Royal Philharmonic well they called me up one day
Unknown to me they’d heard my work and wanted me to play
Vowing to do my very best
When I auditioned with the rest
Xylophonist extraordinaire 
Yells and cheers from all my peers
Zenith reached as played Pythagoras’ music of the spheres

Written 9th February 2020

Contest ABECEDARIAN 
Sponsor Caren Krutsinger
1st PLACE

Contest Strand Select J
Sponsor Brian Strand 
2nd PLACE

Premium Member Blima Yehidis Acrostic Art

B Bloom Bootiful, Beautiful, Beatified, Blessed, Book Loving, Beis     Neeman
L Likeable, Ladylike, Laughing, Learned, Listener
I Inimitable, Inquisitive, Inquiring, Interested, Interesting
M Matronly, Mothering, Mentoring, Mature, Middos Good, Matters
A Amiable, Attractive, Artistic, Adventurous, Articulate, Accountable

Y Yes full, Yearning, Yoga Lover & Loose, Yoghurt Pure White 
E Edible, Erudite, Earnest, Educated, Enticing, Energetic, Eyes Green, Electric
H Humble, Honest, Hardworking, Homemaker, Heartful, Homey Heimish Honey
I Innkeeper Hachnasus Orchim, Irrigator with Tears
D Discoverer, Dreamer, Day Maker, Dutiful, Dresser Extraordinaire
I Individual, Inventive, Iridescent
S Spontaneous, Special, Super Star, Sure Thing, Safe Bet, Sagacious, Supernal, Spiffy, Spic N Span, Soothsayer, Seer of Obscure, Scrumptious, Tsinus, Soothing, Sleeper Olympic, Step Up, Secret, Spiritual, Soulful, Singing, Soaring, Something Else, Sympathy Provider, Shalom Beis Maker, SAS Patron, Sew Fabulous
Form: Acrostic

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