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Premium Member Musk

Musk can never hide from its own existence
It escapes to reveal its exceptional essence
A hidden treasure from both fauna and flora
Blessing for all by its enchanting scents and aura.

Musk always blossoms dramatically in our world
Its bonanza rapidly works, making your assets unfurl
It shows strokes of healing, good luck and prosperity
In health, bouquets of love and in a business industry.

Blessings for all by its enchanting scents and aura
A hidden treasure from both fauna and flora
But, does it also reveal through a special gift of intelligence
Like a man who took its name, now famous in his existence?

Jan. 21, 2023    7.15pm




Poem written with the inspiration of these 3: flower, perfume from musk deer (although I feel pity of them), Elon Musk (tesla, CEO and chief engineer of SpaceX etc)

MUSK
Contest Judged:  2/4/2023 2:05:00 AM
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
Place 10 ( up to 11 single w and 12 HM)
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member And the Mighty Wind Blows

And the mighty wind blows through the tops of the many trees,
Whistling through the waving leaves, composing a symphony.

Cypress trees by blue water,
Soft chatter of falling rain,
Creations lovely daughter,
A place where time began.

It’s where poets go to write lines of prose and rhyme,
With hope that what is penned will stand the test of time.
It’s where scholars search for what they do not know,
With hope that what is found will bring a bright tomorrow.

And the mighty wind blows through the tops of the many trees,
Whistling through the waving leaves, composing a symphony.

It’s where children play, ‘neath moss covered trees,
With hope that each new day, will bring rich fantasies.
.It’s where young lovers go on a clear and blissful day,
With hope that the love they share will never fade away.

And the mighty wind blows through the tops of the many trees,
Whistling through the waving leaves, composing a symphony.

All kinds can journey where, 
Rich flora groom the scene, 
Midst orchards very rare,
Carolina’s beauty queen!

And the mighty wind blows through the tops of the many trees,
Whistling through the waving leaves, composing a symphony.
Form: Rhyme

Santa Ana Wind

Within ageless canyons we hold our breath.
Ash clouds engulf us, survival or death?
Santana stampedes, pariah unchained. 
‘Tis Dante’s hellhound of Hades renamed!

Chased from our homes and all else that we own,
Panicked we flee, to a refuge unknown.
Behind us a past we can never forget
The clear hills of May, June’s swallows…regret.

Sparked up by nature, mishap or misdeed
Transmission line wires sing songs we must heed.
Flora in peril. Restore what is left!
Redeem our planet for which we’ve been blest.

Wildfires delivering whirlwinds of flame.
Let’s pledge to assure renewal sustained.
© Ken Rone  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Groundhog Day 2022 Or Forty Two Days Since 2021 Winter Solstice Part One

Already noticeably marked
increase in daylight
yours truly courtesy affected
qua heliotropic phenomenon
finds me noggin gently being tugged
upward and westward ho toward sun
after dark mine talking head 
rests downward and eastward.

Soon very indistinct
environmental intimations 
regarding onomatopoeic
ubiquitous murmurings,
whereby old man winter
ever so faintly
relinquishes, loosens, forsakes...
Judas Priest iron maiden grip
upon emergent biosphere
suddenly awakened when
Mother Earth generates

invisible signals transmitted
across world wide web
analogous to conductor
standing on podium
with baton in her/his hand
orchestra playing on cue
perhaps choice selection
Rite of Spring
work by Russian composer Igor Stravinsky
or Flight of the Bumblebee
written by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov.

Soon dormant species will exhibit rebirth
out their linkedin hibernation
flora and fauna tentatively
begin to issue forth out their slumbers
shoots poke thru across terra firma
insync with twittering tweeting creatures
hint viz verdant and/or fecund potential
ready to burst forth and proliferate
instinctively trumpeting joie de vivre.

Sensational show stopping, eye catching
breathtaking... parade of sights and sounds
await buzzfeeding eyes and ears
about six weeks hence,
within mine home box office
here at Highland Manor apartments
quite affordable rent
allows, enables and provides
radiant quiescence, preponderant observance,
nonresistant magnificence, jubilant innocence,
exuberant deliverance,
concurrent buoyant abundance.

Accordingly and allegedly other than
meteorologists plenti schooled
ascertaining onset of temperate air
more particularly otter den non humans
unassumingly (ferreted out), who bear
the tidings, when that season

of rebirth dawns with crystal clear
blue skies, and terrain where deer
and antelope eagerly play without despair
purportedly realized, reassured, recounted...drear
re: days vamoosed foretold by
Punxsutawney Phil on Groundhog Day
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Feral Flora Fauna


                  Vast wide meadow quiet and calm
                  cherishing feral grazers to thrive.
                   Peripheral jungle – album
                    Shows scenes of slaughter to survive.
                          
                  Jungle and meadow both feral.
                  Vast wide meadow quiet and calm.
                  Blooms on weed send wild scent floral.
                  Non-mowed meadow marvels in charm.
           
                   Grazers in herds to raise alarm.
                  Jungle always acting cruel.
                 Vast wide meadow quiet and calm.
                 Preys and predators staying parallel.
                 
                   Carnivores eating flesh for feast.
                  Wild jungle not in decorum.
                   Feral Nature with beauty-beast.
                   Vast wide meadow quiet and calm.
Form: Quatern


Longing

LONGING

The earth has become
a desert of fraught
ambience
That once was a
bloom and hive of
flora and Homo;
All become extinct,
except what I am yet
to see.

My heart surfs like
a lonely cloud in
the sky,
My mind scales the
sea as do a stray
yacht,
My soul’s lost in
the labyrinth of
midnight dreams.

Upon the shattering
roar and din and
chatter,
I hear none, but the
subtle rhythm of my
heart;
A quiet step, a
tender touch… just
imagining.

I’m searching all
boundaries within
four walls bound
And did not observe
time takes form and
shape,
As my only
acquaintance of
tomorrow lies in
hope.

My spirit transcends
my body, in that far
horizon
Where the sky
embraces the land,
there lies my balm.
Bid me come as long
as air subsist, my
dearest heart!

				Itsoghole O.
Solomon

Gift of April

Spring cleansing of nature's landscape 
is a pleasurable chore for April rains.
Gentle precipitation prepares the ground
for flora sprouting in the wild or garden beds
Budding trees clothe their nakedness 
and honeybees begin leaving their hives
Cocoons are revealing brilliant butterflies and
song birds return, singing to greet each dawn
Sunlight shines upon the rejuvenating Earth

April's warm breezes spread ripe seeds over
meadows, hills, and on verdant valley floors
so colorful blossoms will rise on sturdy stems 
Winter's ice is melting to feed rivers and creeks
Waterfalls are eager to help with steady flow
The world awakens to Mother Nature's beauty
as she urges dormancy to emerge and grow

There's a feeling of hope, the revival of faith
when everything around us is gloriously renewed
Chicks are hatching, births give us reasons to smile
How invigorating is the fourth month of each year
Thank you, April, for replenishing the splendor
lost when months of chilling cold rushed in
and to the mercy of God, who lovingly offers
the gift of April, bringing happiness to everyone


April 11, 2021
April Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

Premium Member Flowers

FLOWERS

                            Flowers
                    bloom in own charm
           Flowing breeze spreads fragrance 
           Hidden fruits in abloom wisdom
                       with seeds.
                                         
         Pretty role in love and romance.                                                                                                        
             Enjoy just on one glance!
                    Gift of flora:
                      Divine.
                                                                                                         
     05/04/2020

 ' Completely your Choice (20) ' Contest by Brian Strand
Form: Cinquain

Mundanity Doth Not Mean Unfulfilling

Though predictability prevails
     pertaining to my life,
     nonetheless a pronounceable zeal
bestirred from writing,
     and reading (no surprise),
     which literary leaning, inspiring,
     fueling cognitive pastimes
     elicit unending appeasement

     within mine private weal
without doubt (I intimate), and
     predicated on an
     adequately comprehensible, hypothetical
     sampling of the population,
     would probably accurately concur,
     that hallmarks majority of
     quotidian, weekly, monthly...activities
     would NOT re: veil

dramatic seat of
     the pants, nail biting, unreal
high wire, death
     defying ironic steel
lee cliff hanging,
     bare knuckle adventure squeal,
ling small hairs some deal
of the spine raising goosebumps,

     sky diving with
     out a parachute,
     intercourse without a condom,
     et cetera gasping
     for breath, before sidereal
     red giant stage
     obliterates flora and fauna doth seal
verdict - case closed,

     and legitimate reason to repeal,
thus this sketchy
     pictured exhibition sedentary
     cerebral efforts for real
marginally quiet natured unvaried
     repertoire applying
     thee measure piecemeal
asper wilderness trekking, exotic

     excursions globe trotting,
     (sans criteria as well spent
     purpose driven existence),
     mine unmasked, 
     minimalistic patrilineal
lovely bare bones (hollow winning)
by thee above arbitrary fictitious ordeal
figuratively hypothetical measures,

this generic guy, viz zero
     less exciting even eating oatmeal
     as resultant measurement,
cuz his feeble minuscule variation,
     thinner than lean gruel
     would NOT even
     constitute living, ideal
as...a fly, thus accept this message
     as plea whisking me
     cerulean heights ethereal!

A Peace of Mind

A Peace Of Mind...
When I wake up from my bed in the morning.
My saturate eyes open slowly and welcomes the morning sun.
Then I feel warm and comfortable at peace of mind.
I offer my Fajar prayer and Recite Holy Quran Daily.
The morning smell of the earth reminds me my childhood 
The wetness of flora brings me cool breeze. 
I was born in this universe with peaceful nature around me 
Then, I always felt that I was a star on my own brightness. 
Learned, the love and kindness brings me a peace of mind
Learned, the prayers for God brings me a peace of mind.
Learned, the help for helpless brings me a peace of mind 
Learned, the life of peace brings me a peace of mind 
Whole day attempting good deed relax my heart and soul.
Smile as charity comfort me whole day.
Cooking food make me valuable house keeping girl
By obeying orders of Allah and Parents i will think myself as cindrella of my mom.
The future dreams makes me shy & relax whole the day.
When my saturate eyes close slowly and welcomes the silent night 
Then I fall sleep comfortably at peace of mind while praying God to have another peaceful day.

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