Long Firma Poems
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Challenges keep visiting us all
Whether we want them to or not
They're perennial guests to our doorstep
Some, unwelcome; some we invite in
Some, easy to tackle; some, hard
Challenges are those cold, sticky mud
Beneath rows of barbed wire
We have to crawl through day by day
The high roof we all have to jump to touch
The incessantly churning sea...
We all have to sail across to reach terra firma
They're the ultimate tester of mettles
But they shouldn't be roadblocks in our paths
To glory. We never journey through them
By our lonesome, for God leads the way
So we mustn't be fearful of challenges
That confront us. They teach us who we are
And what we are truly made of
So whatever challenge YOU face, my friend
Let it be what nectar is to a bee!
FEBRUARY 2019,any form,any theme,upto a max of 20 lines
Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: 1st Place)
Date written and posted: 02/02/2019
Have I been too long at the fair?
by Michael R. Burch
Have I been too long at the fair?
The summer has faded,
the leaves have turned brown;
the Ferris wheel teeters . . .
not up, yet not down.
Have I been too long at the fair?
This is one of my earliest poems, written around age 15 when my family was living with my grandfather in his house on Chilton Street, within walking distance of the Nashville fairgrounds. I remember walking to the fairgrounds, stopping at a Dairy Queen along the way, and swimming at a public pool. I believe the Ferris wheel only operated during the state fair, so my “educated guess” is that this poem was written during the 1973 state fair, or shortly thereafter. I remember watching people hanging suspended in mid-air, waiting for carnies to deposit them safely on terra firma again, neither all the way up nor all the way down. Keywords/Tags: Fair, State Fair, Amusement, Amusements, Carny, Carnies, Ferris Wheel, Roller Coaster, Leaves, Dangling, Suspended, Fall, Falling, Limbo, Big Top, Big Show, Circus, Carnival, Sideshow, Gypsy, Gypsies, Summer, Autumn, Child, Childhood
Adrenalin Rush
Knot in the gut mouth parched and dry
Two thousand feet no wings but I’ll fly
Thoughts racing now shall I dare
One leap of faith I’m on pockets of air
I’m floating freedom assured?
Aye but don’t forget pull the cord
Steadfastly down I’m still a learner
Before I knew it, touchdown terra firma
Do it again up in the blue?
That depends will you come too
Come on take a chance on me
Board the plane and I’ll set you free
Decide quickly develop a crush
After all its not about me it’s the rush
Our tandem jump one giant leap
Your urgent prayer our souls to keep
Then you scream a blood curdling sound
Too late I think we’re on our way down
Do it again ? you insist we must
Inevitable, it’s the rush man the rush
Joy's living everywhere with high stature while
Angels peek down from their rhythmic atmosphere
From their nests in this homeland so graceful
Where angels have their own legislature
Together with the flowers that shed their magic petals
Life's dancing everywhere in green rapture
I see Monte Rosa with her pink features
As an imagined woodland, gleeful, yet, unsettled
A monument to God's hand so plentiful
From the view of those heights, I'll be nurtured
With the snow-kissed mountains nourishing the soul
Open hearts blessed joyfully by nature
Those forlorn trees, reserved but graceful
Bestowing graciousness, even in upheavals
I'm going home to that land now nestled
Restful, where I feel snuggled by nature
With some delicious golden apples and grapes
My mind dances everywhere with rapture in these lands
With grand dreams in this terra firma so blissful
The clouds kiss the peaks
Woodland trails remain restless
While sun sprinkles summits
at the entrance to the drive-in church the road divides deceptively
the sign signals divisive directions but mediates midway at midnight
Saviour salvation spirit Satan superstition sacrilege
God giving guidance gluttony greed gyrations
resurrection rejuvenation revelations agnostics atheism antitheses
righteousness roadside assistance available ‘enter at your own peril’
prayers pious power soda pop popcorn psychedelics putrid paranoia
temple tables terra-firma trivia temptation tribulations
selfless sacred sustenance slivering snake salivating
the slow-motion picture posits poignant perusal but it’s a silent movie
apart from back seats groaning settling for sex sperm and splits sheaths
scripted sanguine suggestions sighs salubrious screams
sanctimony shelter serenity suffering secrets sneakiness
spare me serpent and ravaging rod please hit me with your rhythm stick
appease the apple anchor my appetite avert my agonizing aspirations
Eve enters the epic production while Mary Magdalene marries measure
suddenly the speaker system sounds in supersonic spectacle’s squeals
sheep and shepherd apparition or angels dreams or duped delirious dance
purity pinnacles pentacles punishment penetration perspiration
chaste cinematic celebrations cradling caresses X rated cross
on the way home the bubble and the tyres burst into almighty shreds
but the spare rubber went missing and God works in mysterious ways
29th August 2020
Blue skies hover high above terra-firma
Empyrean wonder of a day, indeed!
Autumn glory is at its finest now, so are
Undulating snapdragons in the gentle breeze
Tall blades of grass are waving good morning to me
Isn't this the best season of them all?
Fields of wheat glisten like gold
Under the glorious afternoon sun.
Leaves; long caged birds finally freed
Feel free to stay as long as you desire,
Autumn. Your wind couldn't be more soothing.
Lift my spirit to dizzying heights and
Lovingly tinkle the wind chimes to my heart's content
LATE SEPTEMBER 2018 STANDARD, ANY FORM, ANY THEME/Winner(1st Place)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date written and posted: 09/13/2018
Beautiful Fall Poetry Contest/Winner(1st Place)
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Date written and posted: 09/13/2018
April fools' day - ordinarily all manner of tomfoolery abounds
Written/updated since last year
unlike any other
when out of this world
outlandish accouterments
people did wear
hermetically sealed
of even faintest tear
to avoid contamination
against coronavirus pandemic
air supply difficult to spare
when wing and prayer
soul saving amazing grace
frankly against scalpers, marauders,
and fraudsters steeling
themselves to profiteer.
Pandemic straps tightly
plied girded beltway
unlike any other All fools day
in annals of recorded ("fake") history
western civilization tapestry doth fray
April first two thousand and twenty four
neigh, no time for horseplay
what with coronavirus (COVID-19)
boarded ship of jilted fools
(think *****sapiens)
barred courtesy omnipotent jackstay
furloughed workers analogous
grumpy minions lay
dwarfed by unfortunate global events, née...
germinating, jackknifing, and wreaking havoc
Mother Earth nonchalantly toying
(indiscriminately) regarding humanity
as bestrewing bajillion biohazards berserkly
bequeathing bedlam child's play
just desserts, she doth understandably repay
man/womankind flicked as flotsam and jetsam
vile treatment diabolically heaped,
jubilantly loosed, maniacally pitched
upon her terrestrial firma oy vey
she chokes, gags, laughs raspily yea
rebuffs, refuses, and renounces further abuse.
Nevertheless toothless gumption, albeit feeble
fighting spirit, her survival instincts assail
cumulative environmental destruction
triggered casus belli expelling deadly toxins,
when Gaia doth exhale
since onset of global interregnum
(think virulent spreading poisonous Kudzu
like wildfire biohazard)
since world wide webbed disease
brought grinding halt
consumerist paradigm in lockdown,
nonetheless within brief interim
noticeable clearer air to inhale
amazingly enough postal system...
intact voila... uninterrupted delivery of mail,
the daily highlight experienced
among people emotionally crippled
pasty faced and pale
finds quivering Captain Kangaroo
plus good n plenti proud primates
each dancing and quivering
like a captive dang gulling quail.
Quite mild winter weather bourne this way
within environs of Perkiomen Valley
since latter months of 2021,
but also since me
January 13th, 2022 birthday,
I predict minimal snowfall
for remainder of 2022 winter,
what with just couple weeks
until Spring Equinox.
Within lil more'n a fortnight,
as tempestuous slam
dunk March madness closes curtain call
“in like a lion, out like a lamb,”
twill hove tested survivability,
asper flora, thru harsh winter, and
those most see ring robust will pass exam
unbridled love bursting asunder
cavorting, frolicing, instigating
wham bam thank you ma'am
lollygagging, orchestrating, romancing
while birds and bees pollinate jam
ming, humming, fostering sensational slam
dance, where flora lifts, wafts, and yawps
invoke warble, gurgle,
burble from baby in pram.
Meanwhile latent Mother Earth
quite pregnant with
multifarious potent new life
vermilion, violet ready to burst
asunder from Gaia's girth
dramatically altering landscape
with expectant birth
of animal and plant species distilled
within crucible, sans terra firma hearth
quite a contrast, when
polar vortex wrought dearth
whence Spring begets plenti
kindling, snapchatting, and twittering mirth.
Also uniquely designed hue man
denizens of every stripe nurse
tender affection expressing
amorous poetry and verse
rejoicing, the dead of winter,
and attendant frostbite curse
frozen folks felled, thence carried
away in horse drawn hearse,
where heavy grief ameliorated
as natural holistic
narcotic brings pacific
balm, calm, and psalm snapping,
crackling, and popping
wide web with electric
ambient ancient, yet contemporary music
punctuating the air with lulling lyric
since time immemorial
recognized as greatest soporific
equally savored, whether
devout or atheistic
nonpareil eclectic dreamy
harmonic melange cathartic
aural, diurnal, integral
quintessentially converging harmonic,
democratic, and anthemic
congregation replete with fantastic
incorporation, viz diversity galactic!
Wheels of life dangle from delicate branches
Sway in the wind and embrace in quiet caress
I used to be an acorn
Now I am a tree
Seasons coloured in outside their softened contours
Green yellow orange and red waiting for indigo crowns
Roots' undergrowth found respite in terra firma
Yet loose soil and carbon compose the journey
The forest shadow speaks 'Give me strength'
'I will give you light in return for the favour'
A wild boar rattles the mossy trunk
Starlings weave in its canopy
Little saplings have flown their moderate nest
Replanted my meaning in miraculous flight
Wild winds blew hard rain
Strew reincarnated shelter
Where ferns sought refuge a union takes places
Made in a haven of nature's heavenly abode
And time meanders past back and beyond
For the poet tree in motion I wish to become
24th December 2019
GUTTURAL MUSE by SEAMUS HEANEY
A classic piece of observation from a hotel window ,in just three five liners .A view of universal everyday scenes from a 'detached 'poetic viewpoint with imaginative ,yet wistful digressions of the older observer 'poet'*
*Ulster poet Seamus Heaney
ever a favourite with me
In which nostalgic childhood shines through
to become a Nobel winner too
Lyrical in beauty,dug from
the depths of the past.
A storyteller, articulate in
elegaic stanza writing words
to last.Of farm life and childhood,
deep in Irish terra firma in
which he and his poetry stood.
A delightful imagist quality
of 'as is moments' once
frozen in memory,and now
released for our delight .His
triplet,quatrain and quintain form
brings a succinctness of thought
combined with the commonplace
A Tribute to Seamus Heaney 1939-2013