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I Accidentally Let One Loose
I accidentally let one loose
my favorite pet golden goose.
From infant stage, it was growing up
forming golden feathers with flat beak sharp
in my private pond giggling and chuckling
with other geese, ducks and ducklings.
Being whelmed with its golden charm
I indulged the golden goose to leave farm
allowing to loiter free in my open yard.
It turned brave bold being never scared.
Other ducks and geese were kept captive,
where golden goose walked smart alert active.
I fed her myself, cared for her most, leaving the rest.
Could not imagine, she had an eye aiming to forest.
She turned splendid with shiny golden plumage.
In my farm she displayed her glorious image.
Her wonderful wings gained sufficient strength to claim.
In broad day light she spread her wings in sky and never came.
07/11/18
Roses and marigolds whispered her name when she came into the garden.
The lilacs were smitten; giggling like silly school girls.
The bees were the only creatures who continued working.
And Mr. Wasp. He did not have time for shenanigans or love.
Mistress Faerie flitted in and out the shadows of the garden, spreading joy.
Mirth poured forth from the azaleas and the dainty queen anne’s lace.
She’s here! The ladybugs told the grasshoppers in an excited way.
The grasshoppers already knew though; they had sensed her presence first.
Mr. Wasp was feeling growly now. There was work to be done.
He slipped inside a peach rose to hide from these festivities, and the celebrity.
“Hello, Mr. Wasp,” Mistress Faerie said. She was already there, waiting for him.
He did not know she was a wasp faerie! He decided to make time for her.
What does the garden need the most? She asked him. “What can I do?”
He could think of lots of things he would like for her to do, but none of them
had anything to do with a garden. “Just be yourself,” he said. “That is enough.
And it certainly was! They were married on Wednesday, tickling the lilacs.
In emerald dreams of a romantic isle
Beholden to your signature smile
Kiss me tender in secrets of runes
Cuddled in arms of a sensuous moon
Attach a note to verses of love
Tell me once more--the song's forever
Align yourself in visions lavender
Surfing the winds on butterfly wings
Chasing blossoms of lilac flowers
Hugging the banks of a giggling river
Reject the confused subconscious vibes
That contort the truth dwelling in lies
Yearning to win your seal of acceptance
And, oh my dear, be forewarned
Of glittering metals--prone to corrosion
Imitating designs of genuine jewels
Befriended by unscrupulous people
Is it any surprise that the golden sun
Rises for you on the tangerine arc
And paints your hues in purple splendor
Inscribing there in colors of spectrum:
My love for you shall remain eternal
September 5, 2019
HM: Strand special 10 by Brian Strand
Ten word challenge 1 poetry contest
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
Required words in order presented:
signature, cuddled, attach, align, confused,
subconscious, contort, seal, corrosion, surprise
Above all the conceptions upon gleaming constellations, among the Seven Seas,
Twinkle
She’s supernal, the Sapphire Star of El
She’s empyreal, the fire pulsar shell
She’s ambrosial, the choir admire bell
Twinkle
Thinking I am moving forward by benching these 100-pound dumbbells
Hell
Attacked by a crocodile
Leveling within dungeons trying to excel
Wish I had the ability to cast the enchanted spell of levitate
To always be there for every time you fell to assist as in a helpmate
In the lullabies of wintertime, the crime is asking too late for a date
Tithed, I'm applying my last dime, inquiring the Sublime Mother of the fate
Magnificent bliss with the gentle touch of a kiss
A cosmos flower for the morrow for the princess
As a part of yesteryear kindness to reminisce
In awe of the Zenith Seven Sea’s Sapphire Empress
Beseeching thy grace for the tears lost by the abandonment goodbyes
Forgiveness please for the lack of achieve and position of naïve
Sincere apologies for the instantaneous unanswered whys?
Praying for the afternoon to burn all the shadows of disbelieve
The yawn hours fade away, time’s dusty hands are gone
The sunrays are overhead, no more to be dawn
Since the awakening morning, time apart
Is now the recollection of an anguished heart
Yearning for the inception of spring to start
The creations pilgrimage of the lover’s art
Performing her ballet along the shoreline, her impressions engrave
Cheerfully singing, gleefully giggling, while journeying on the sapphire trails
With a dazzling shine, she’s been waiting for so long on the sands extending her hands
Gazing upon the millions of butterflies refracting heavenly pastels
Beholding this imagery of the daughter of Divine as the ocean’s wave
Musically echoing and chimes of the sea
Touch by the hand of Aphrodite
Her surpassing grandeur, greater than the pristine Nefertiti
She is the most pulchritudinous nymph of the Almighty
Smile
She's eternal, a beaming demoiselle
She's beautiful, dancing in pimpernels
She's celestial, a blessing in the dell
Smile
Within the shimmering sky, the Scintillate Sapphire Star is the perfect gem of resonating beauty
11/19/2017 Updated 5/14/2019
Form:
Imagine if you could travel through time
Choosing any era to explore
What time in history would interest you?
Mine would be nineteen thirty-four
Why, you ask, would I choose that year
From all the great epochs in time
Just wondering how my parents survived
The crash of nineteen twenty-nine
Another era that's really interested me
The late fifties when I was wed
I remember it was quite scary back then
Nuclear war was hanging over our heads
But here we are in the twenty-first century
With these gadgets and amazing inventions
The world hasn't become any friendlier now
We still have the same old tensions
Perhaps if I live a hundred more years
Nations will have stopped waging war
I know, I know, you can call me a dreamer
Can't be any worse than before
Do you know my answer to all of this
Keep on giggling the whole way through
Sing happy tunes and tell funny jokes
A little loving wouldn't hurt too!
UNISON WITH OCEAN
From mountain glacier melts, slides, glides, slips:
Spring springs up waking from dormant dream,
falls free frolic hitting stones, tumbling pebbles
cascading in opulence.
Slim stream flows, goes, giggling gaily.
Little brittle ripples dancing up and down in rapture
Slender narrow stream turns wide broad river
choosing zigzag spiral path on plane land
propagating waves on aqua dynamism.
Vivacious river attains vigor in fervor.
Showers of blessing as wealth of alluvial deposits.
Flora-fauna, habitats flourishing in diversity
on fertile riverbanks.
River flows ceaseless forever, turns back never,
unidirectional way to Sea.
River reaches its final goal losing identity,
aiming unison with vast boundless ocean.
07/25/20
First Place
'Strand Completely New (13) Contest by Brian Strand
Like scramble eggs wanting over easy
Life bounces
Go with it, Bounce high bounce far
Bounce for bouncing
We are here once at least in this form
Today human
Tomorrow sparrow
Yesterday butterfly
Sitting inside my front screen porch
Mellow is the mood of my neighborhood
The sound of shoveling echos in the distance
I taste the day and savor the calm
Sunny and warm with a giggling breeze
And a lonely cooing of an turtledove
The sound of shoveling mixes into the moment
scraping the sound, spreading gravel
tap tap tap, it ceases
A lazy car moseys down the road as if nowhere to go
And my eyes transfix on the lovely figure
of a young teen girl walking slowly and surely
With no modesty of clothing or vibe
Indeed youth is wasted...
Troubles or pleasures life goes on
The night will shade
The day will shine
Life bounces either way
back and forth
high or low
Bounces
He awakens to a day of hope
after happy day of birth
attended by smiling parents proud
who know his priceless worth
He awakens to a day of hope
lying restless on his bum
after one move that surprises him
he ends up on his tum
He awakens to a day of hope
on his tum going nowhere fast
flailing arms and legs eventually push
now he's on all fours at last
He awakens to a day of hope
wobbling steadily as best he can
one hand forward followed by knee
then the other knee and hand
He awakens to a day of hope
rising quickly on all fours
wide-eyed and giggling all the way
crawling fast across the floors
He awakens to a day of hope
finally standing on his own
weeks to months and months to years
now a family of his own!
We got married on October tenth of nineteen seventy-one.
We had a great honeymoon, lots of giggling, and a lot of fun.
We actually eloped, and were married by a really nice judge.
I wore a brown velvet dress, the color of caramel fudge.
I thought that life could never ever be better than this.
No one got upset if we cuddled, nestled or wanted a kiss.
There was a lot of cuddling, and kissing, and other stuff too.
We had lots of fun, alone, in a cabin in sweet Kalamazoo.
We had no idea back then that we would be married forever.
We went in to it thinking it would be a rather short endeavor.
I do not think at age nineteen you think about ever being old.
We were happy together, as you can see, this tale now told.
I think we spoke of children, and thought they would almost be small.
I know we remarked on my shortness as he is quite tall.
We told stories, ate potato chips and laughed about lots of stuff.
Whatever we had in common that day, it really must have been enough.
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