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Small Windows

a rondel

We rode by and caught The Thinker  in France, 
one small window of time, recklessly close.
The Vatican has many small windows
when in Rome, we’d stood by, long in advance. 

Rows of windows, we'd waited for a glance
of Pope Francis giving blessed repose.
We rode by and caught The Thinker  in France,
one small window of time, recklessly close.

Rodin’s famed sculpture exposed quite by chance,
from the bus, our eyes fixed on his well-known pose.
In Rome, so far-away, the pope?  who knows?
But in Paris no doubt, no looks askance, 
We rode by and caught The Thinker  in France.

posted December 13, 2015

This form is a rondel.  As I was writing about an experience in Paris, I thought a French form would be appropriate.  I like the occasion to use repeated lines for emphasis.  My poem is a contrast between a serendipitous, chance sighting of the famous sculpture, The Thinker, in Paris and a well-planned but long wait to hear Pope Francis' Sunday blessing in Rome. Both Rodin's sculpture and the pope represent great thinkers in different ways.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member A Town Called Mistake

Have you ever heard of
A town called Mistake
Folks get things wrong
From the moment they wake

No one's been right
Since the town was first named
And it's not on a map
Though it still is quite famed

To put it on the map
Would have been a mistake
Now hang on one moment
Now give me a break

That means by making
A mistake it'd be there
I'm so damn confused
I'm pulling my hair

If you've got this thing figured
Then please help my out
My mind's all ferschimmled
What's this all about

Have you ever heard of
A town called Mistake
Please write if you have
Coz my head really aches

© Jack Ellison 2013
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member In the Name of Dove -With Ram R V

little Rock
               Doves at my feet
             Imploring eyes watch
  as I eat and I    will share my 
                lunch with you not
                   shoo you away
                 like others do
              for I recognize
           your tam'ed nature
        Am greatly pained by your
       fallen stature Dovecotes kept since
        Ancient times Now you're persecuted 
    for our crimes Considered dirty flying vermin  
Might I suggest a different sermon  Giving  Praise
To Thee Dear Dove our oldest symbol of Peace and Love
 in times of war you have served us well For our men you flew 
    and fell Honored couriers meritorious saving lives on wings glorious 
           not just for your flight to flourish   But  by your  eggs and meat to       
                    nourish Been kept for sport and even pet Pigeons are Doves we do
                                 forget sporting the same flute like coo            and 
                                       head bobbing meet-cute "How do you            do?"
************************ One and    The same as famed in fable ********
                                                          Ordained therein by King Eagle
                                                    "...your name shall be used, dear Dove
                                                   as long as the world shall last, for Love" Of
                                                course of course we are all mortal yet you are 
                                              birds above and moral Models of monogamy and
                                           doting parents Bonded family and lucky for us City 
                                        dwellers amid the chaos you little fellers happily our
                                         Birds of Peace break bread with us on our streets
                                   
                                                        In The Name Of Dove!
Form: Shape

Premium Member Yukon Vet - Favorite Tv Show

D  Doctor Michelle Oakley, Yukon Vet
O  On Nat Geo, best animal show yet,
C  can bring the thrills of taking care of tamed
T  to wild species, with her strength and famed
O  operations handling moose and yaks,
R  red foxes, musk-oxen, huge elk with racks.

M  Michelle, a rugged lady, there on call,
I   in helping animals both large and small,
C  can teach an injured hawk to fly once more
H  healing wings so one day it can soar.
E  Even ailing porcupines get cured.
L  Linx, when spotted ill, are gently lured
L  letting her perform her healing skills
E  ensuring we who watch enjoy the thrills.

O  Often she helps out a local zoo,
A  and mountain goats, mule deer, and caribou
K  keep her busy if they're hurt or when
L  land in danger birthing, because then
E  every newborn life is nature's prize. 
Y  Yearly vaccines often can comprise

Y  yielding into schemes to bring them close,
U  upon which she will shoot a dart with dose,
K  kindly making sure it hits the spot;
O  often quite involved to give a shot.
N  Nothing more exciting than to see 

V  vast Yukon plains with creatures wild and free,
E  entrapped when needed, by a blowgun dart
T  to be repaired by this vet's healing art.


Sandra M. Haight

~3rd Place~
Contest: Strand Select F
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 02/07/2020

~2nd Place~
Premiere Contest: Your Favorite Habit-Forming TV Show
Sponsor: Tom Quigley
Judged: 08/25/2016

This TV series, 'Dr. Oakley - Yukon Vet' is aired on Nat Geo Wild, 
I love this show!
Form: Acrostic

the Semitic puzzle

The Semitic Puzzle

The anti -Semitic problem is one of the most difficult.

It's a problem I grapple with daily, a constant tug-of-war in my heart 
and mind.

I’m aware of the holocaust and will defend any Jew.

Against the onslaught of hate. On the other hand

Yet, I’m acutely conscious of the profound suffering of the Palestinian people.

Who lost their land, and what is left is being built on by

Aggressive Jewish settlers and the Israeli state are

Unwilling to interfere to protect Palestine. And for those

Those who want Jewish purity have only one conclusion.

The destruction of the Palestinian people. Should this be

The only experience drowned in the Shoah — surely not.

But my time is short, I wait for the famed Jewish deals.

I know it is there in the offering; what is needed is

What's needed is a visionary leader to piece together this intricate puzzle.
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Old Man Winters Famed Northern Lights

SUN SAT DOWN, NITE ROLLED IN,
BRINGING ALONG HIS WHISPERING WINDS.
FROST ARRIVED WITH COLD AND CHILL.
THEY WERE ALL EXCITED, EXPECTING A THRILL.
MOON WAS LIT, BUT STILL SHINING BRIGHT.
SPRING AND AUTUMN WERE SUCH A DELIGHT.
SNOW SURE LOOKED DAPPER, AS DID HIS FABULOUS WIFE.
DRAPED IN ALL SILVER WAS THE DIVINE, PRISTINE ICE.
MOTHER NATURE, WAS DRESSED IN ALL WHITE.
I HAVE TO ADMIT, SHE WAS A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT.
SHE DAZZLED WITH DIAMONDS, FROM CENTER EARTH.
SHE SOAKED IN, ADMIRATION, FOR ALL IT WAS WORTH.
WHEN SUMMER WALKED IN, EVERY HEAD TURNED AND SMILED.
THAT VERY MOMENT, I WILL CHERISH A WHILE.
TIME AND HIS FATHER, SAID HELLO TO ALL.
MY EYES WERE LOCKED, ON THE LOVELY DAUGHTER FALL.
HER CHARMING SISTER DAWN, APPEARED TO BE WELL.
SHE WAS HOLDING THE HAND OF THEIR NIECE SOUTHERN BELL.
FIRE AND WATER ENTERED WITH A SPLASH.
SWELTERING HEAT SHOWED UP, BUT NOT LAST.
THERE WERE PLENTY OF STARS, FOR THIS WORLDLY EVENT.
MANY OF THEM WERE HEAVENLY SENT.
NORTH AND SOUTH,EAST AND WEST.
DRESSED TO THE NINES, AND LOOKING THEIR BEST.
THE SEATS WERE FILLED DOWN ON THE FLOOR.
WE WAITED ALL YEAR AND THIS IS WHAT FOR.
OLD MAN WINTER STEPPED UP ON THE STAGE.
HIS CEREMONIAL ATTIRE WAS ALL THE RAGE.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN GOOD EVENING TONITE 
I BESTOW UPON YOU, A SPECTACULAR SIGHT.
A SPECIAL THANK YOU, TO UNIVERSAL RIGHTS.
I NOW PRESENT YOU, MY FAMED, NORTHERN LIGHTS.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Can You Feel It



~~Can You Feel It~~


The rainbowed bubbles of hope in the air?
God's hands cupping the earth during
these days of a great scare?

It's time to realize that peanut brained scientists 
and  deceptive politicians,
Need a date soon with great-famed morticians!

Time to get your groove back, poets dear.
Your morning prayer include you promising to God, 
you have had enough and give Him all your fears.

It's perfectly fine to bend your knee in the humblest 
of a genuflection.
And realize we truly live in a world headed for peace 
and perfection!

Good signs, dear poets, are seen everywhere!
But it's up to you to acknowledge the reality of them 
actually being there!

Now, get out of the darkness and your hibernation.
It's up to each of us, to be freed from-madness~
sttart living yout life in full satisfaction!

                    4/22/2023
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Platinum

You are the rarest and the heaviest
Of all our precious metals here on Earth…
Your sisters, Gold and Silver, are stockpiled...
But you are not...in case supply runs low.

To generate one ounce of you we need
Ten tons of ore and five months’ processing.
Outstanding jewelers, like Cartier,
Famed Faberge, plus Tiffany, create
Their jewelry designs in Platinum.

They turned you into lavish settings that
Secure some famous diamonds like the Hope,
Jonker and Koh-I-Noor. Your surface can
Be scratched, but unlike sisters Silver and
Pure Gold, there is no Platinum that’s lost.
 
You are the rarest and most valued one...
Each year we mine one hundred thirty tons,
To Gold’s one thousand seven hundred plus.
Our Platinum…rare metal of our Earth.


© Sandra M. Haight 2014 
   All Rights Reserved

~NA~
Contest: Periodic Table Elements
Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
Judged: 01/06/2015

Premium Member Such is Duchess

Such is Duchess
Amma to her “Youngens”,
Joie D’Vivre, Raison D’Etre to Dennis,
Source of course to Lucy,
Linds’s famed legs fill long johns,
Artist of Nature, watercolor canvas,
Friends savor her company “Juicy”,
Cherishing, sensing a loss when she’s “Sans”,
Creative yet Linds’s modesty sends,
She’s our Yoga “Loosie Goosy”,
Caring School Nurse hands,
Cure tears without fuss,
Comforting fears as one becomes Twosie,
Not slave to fashion, bucking trends,
Shelter from rain, hurricane crust,
Evoking a true sigh,
May all her rends mend,
In Duchess We Trust,
She brings about others’ soaring high,
Our Birthday Wish for Linds is her fondest dreams blend!
Chaim & Barbara Love Yah!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Grand Canyon

A canvass, deep, has been composed
between red's blend with purple hues 
Cruel paths of glaciers, mighty swords
deeply carved a threshold grand
Each turn of compass, leaves a brand,
forever leaves a breathless word
Green rivers whipped to whitened froth
have nourished pines upon the ridge
It carved a place exempt from time, and
justifies a Godly mind
Keeping watch ore' a western floor
loom monoliths on a timeless shore 
Morning suns of shimmering wines  
Nightly stars and moonlight shines
Ours to cherish and explore, 
Past and future, native lore
Question not the splendid wonder
Rejoice with eyes, behold and conquer
saturate the trails down under
That if one stands within this glory, and
understands the folklore stories,
voices freeze with questions asked, 
while sunlight peaks, where ancients gasped!
Xanadu in fact, exclaimed
You came, you saw, a crevice famed
Zenith, is Grand, and a canyon is named



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8/29/14  For Contest Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton

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