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The body dies, an end to its sojourn,
The soul transcends to another region,
A treasure is gone,
For this, we mourn.
Are we prepared for the inevitable?
Can we keep the music pleasurable?
Knowing that the souls of the departed abide,
Though from our view they hide.
If only we could see the departed,
Hear them tell us how they fare,
Perhaps we won’t be heavy-hearted,
Perhaps we would have glad memories to share.
The afterlife is not an illusion,
It’s not a script conclusion,
It’s beyond a transient reverie,
Though our deeds could weave the eerie
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From a small little twig, grew a new seedling.
A slim and straight pine tree..leaves needling.
In evergreen make-up, it's branches spread.
Impatient to rise high, to clouds overhead.
But where is the woodland? Where is the snow?
Roots searched restless..a ground ..lost long ago.
A Bonsai Nursery.... fuzzied an occult vision,
Weeding and feeding ..in precise incision.
"Christmas is coming, what a booming business!.
Let's spruce up the firs... celebrate the Holiness."
Designer decorations of jingling bells
Baubles shining in the green leaf shells.
Cherries, berries, plums and apricots...
All in plastic...tinsels of polka dots.
Art wrapped in wreaths, Bonsai of Firs and Pines.
Creaked the Christmas trees..
Huddled in glittering lines.
No black-capped chickadees...
No icicles of snowflakes.
Only elegant delicate prunings...
Of outgrown heartaches.
A nemesis prays ," Oh ,Santa, Let us grow"..
A journey to the shops.. there they go....
A frosty zephyr... heavy hearted slow.
Dated 1st December,2018
Submitted to
Sponsor Constance La France
Contest Name Christmas Poems Old or New
Also Submitted to the Christmas Tree Poetry Contest
Sponsor Shadow Hamilton.
In time an arms length away
I flew into the bird cage
Seeking a nest, following the others
As we connected and made it homely
The bars changed into windows
And doors
Then a place where we were all happy, together
Now, after two years of friendships, new and old
The cage-turned-community, near-sighted
Closed its eyes and turning away from the inevitable
Then the day hit 25
Everyone, dressed up
Dancing our hearts away
Turning blind eyes to the looming warmth of hottest season
Then the lights turned on
And the music stopped
Our hearts stopped too
Our eyes losing their lids, forced to witness the end
Our hearts, reminiscing
One by one, each bird left the nest, heavy-hearted
All unready, some with resignation, some with acceptance, to migrate so soon
Some flapping off together in search of new things
Others flying off to new nests
Even some soaring off alone
Leaving the hollowed nest
For the next generation to find and transform
So even if we meet new birds and find a new nest
We will never forget Our Nest
A GREATER LOVE
A greater love, a holy kiss,
one like the lyrics:
i feel the earth move under my feet
i feel the sky come tumbling down, tumbling down****
the Spirit of God, his breath —
knocks you to your knees.
there is no greater thing than this.
anguished hands bleed
in torturous black and blues,
never expectant of good news.
faith parts hands, rises them like balloons,
takes the lead off our muddy boots.
we are free to seek, free to move
and praise takes us higher and higher.
heavy-hearted Peter, denied Jesus three times
and three times “no greater friend than this”
asks Peter, “Do you love me?”
we so want to know we’re loved.
agape-love, a higher love —
a holy kiss.
In the quiet folds of January’s chill,
I wrote a letter, my heart laid bare,
To Kate, my friend, my kindred spirit still,
Whose laughter once danced in the air.
You were my world, a family of two,
You and Diego were my guiding stars,
Through storms and sunshine, we always knew,
Our bond was eternal, without any scars.
But shadows loomed, anxiety bloomed,
Low self-esteem whispered cruel lies,
I wondered often, in the silence consumed,
If I was an anchor or merely a guise.
You filled my days with kindness and light,
Your feistiness sparked a flame in my soul,
But then came Sebastian, and turned day to night,
You slipped through my fingers, lost all control.
You were so brave, independent and free,
But with him, you faded, a stranger became,
I watched as you changed, my heart couldn’t see,
The friend I adored was lost to the game.
I wanted your happiness, truly I did,
But your laughter grew soft, your spirit confined,
And I feared the day when you’d lose what you hid —
A heart full of love, now marred and maligned.
What happens when he leaves? Will you remember
The friend who stood steadfast, the one who believed?
Or will you forget, this warmth of December,
The love that was real, though it was deceived?
Kate, my dear friend, I wish you could see,
I cared more than words could ever convey,
Not for a title, but for the soul inside,
I cherished you wholly, with joy and dismay.
If he was your choice, I’ll step back in the rain,
With heavy hearted ink, I’ll bear the weight,
But know this, my friend, through joy or through pain,
I stand here still, for you, there’s no hate.
So I close this letter, with love wrapped in scars,
Hoping you find your way back to the light,
Among the memories, our lingers of stars,
In the echoes of laughter, may our spirits unite.
In the quiet of loss, friendship may bend,
But true love remains, even when paths part ways,
And someday, dear Kate, we may find the end
Of this chapter we’ve written, through sorrowful days.
The light of dawn lifts the dark shadows of dusk, filling the heart with laughter that dances through the spirit in a whimsical whisper of whirling wishes – Quote by the Poet
Light dawns with a shimmering sun
Rays beam through the azure sky
Lifting the night’s ebony shadows
With laughing breaths of praise
The day begins with a soothing hope
Welcoming the hues of sunny delight
Coloring the thoughts with brilliant gold
Soft amber and tones of blushing rose
Glimmering through the rays of wishes
A caress calms the heavy hearted grief
With promises of insight, inspiration,
Imagination that will always bring relief
Bright, feathery clouds pass across the blue
Racing toward the dancing whispers of noon
When robins, honey bees and butterflies
Alight upon the plumpest roses they can find
Dewy drops of liquid ride the emerald tones
Of petals bold and vibrant, rising to meet
With the loveliest breath of morning sun
Heavy with a spirit of faith that inspires dreams
Raising rich and lively dust from the forest floor
To dance around the oak, birch and sycamore
Revealing all the ways a tree can speak truth
To the heart who listens with a desire for beauty
Casting out all doubt and fear, welcoming love
That gives from the depths of the soul, singing
In poetic gasps, warming the eyes with pleasure
From knowing God is always available to protect
In the daybreak, when every thought is new
And love is as abundant as the purest star
A light flickering in the heart of those who know
This feeling of joy that comes down from above
Lighting the way with a laughing caress of hope
Sent on wings of love by God’s soothing angels
Who fly across the cobalt sky, drifting down to us
In rays of haunting sunshine which melts worries
And shines through the worst of melancholy
Lighting the heart, the soul and the one who knows
God is forever the way, truth and life – shining
His light into the darkest night with wonderous insight
What gives life a meaning? Love
Acceptance for who you are
To be held close to one's heart
Treasured for one's self alone
I want to hold on dearly to a love
One that's mine but you deceived me
Played me like a fool, broke my heart
Forgiveness is in me to give willingly
But I can't forget the pain of betrayal
The sense of loss and worthlessness
That you instilled in my heart.
The feelings of aloneness is mine
Weary from my time with you
Heavy hearted and down trodden
I want to know the love of a good soul
One that doesn't fade as the new is gone.
My heart is broken and I cry for what never
was
I want to mend and grow in love, pure love
To be someone's treasure beyond
measure
One who thinks nothing of the big things
When the little things matter most of all
For a love lost is no love at all to me
What is so lacking in me and my heart
That no one can love me for me
I don't want to be treated like a queen
I want to be treated like the love of one's
life
Do you not see what you have done to me
Do you even care that you broke my heart
Hurt me beyond reason and rhyme.
I must be evil for no one to want to love
me
Should I just give up and live alone,
unloved
You knocked the wind out of my sail
Left me breathless in bewilderment
I don't want to go on alone like this
It hurts to my very being and core
AM I doomed to remain unloved
A love lost is no love at all thru out time
The silver king{1} banded with the dark queen{2},
United under the all-powerful one{3}.
Off to war, of armies of four{4},
together with the warrior son{5}.
Battle was fierce, many were slain;
The wounded wound-up in the history books{6}.
The militant{7} family crusaded on,
Striking fear and bringing heavy-hearted looks.
Victory was assured, no doubt to be had.
Until the mighty three{8},
Heads of armies be...
Rose to crush the combative family!
The military may trump the house of royals{9},
the farmhands{10}, and those of trades{11}.
But aces rule high, and the army spread thin{12},
So goes the game of Spades.
1 King of Spades: second highest ranking card in the game of Spades
2 Queen of Spades
3 Ace of Spades: highest trump card
4 The four suits in a deck of cards: Spades=military, Hearts=royals, Diamonds=merchants and traders, Clubs=farmhands and peasants
5 Jack of Spades
6 After each trick in spades, the resulting four cards are collectively known as a book.
7 suit of Spades
8 The aces of Clubs, Diamonds, and Hearts
9suit of Hearts
10 suit of Clubs
11 suit of Diamonds
12 All of the trump cards (the spades) are spread out amongst the four players through the randomness of the shuffle.
This morning's paper arrived and I settled down to peruse,
The latest in local, national and international news.
While I relaxed with a cup of steaming coffee near,
Some across the land heard door bells chime with dread and fear.
I turned the pages slowly dreading what I might see.
Alas, there were photos of young soldiers peering back at me.
Brave and gallant warriors who gave all on the field of strife,
Defending liberty and the American way of life.
Valiant patriots volunteered, leaving family and friends behind,
To bring peace to you and me and all of humankind.
They laid down their lives that others might live free,
Upholding The Constitution and the tenets it does guarantee.
They came from diverse backgrounds, religions and races,
Some all too young, with only peach fuzz on their faces.
They were stars on athletic teams, excelled in academics too.
The years they spent among us were, alas, all to few.
Ordinary citizens achieving extraordinary deeds,
Championing the value of others, whatever their creeds.
Families immensely proud of their soldiers, tho' heavy-hearted,
Consoled by God's Plan, that He for their dear ones charted.
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
The day you died you took me with you,
The way you lied shook me black and blue.
The sorrow you felt, I sure felt it too,
Are tomorrow dreams won’t come true.
All the good hello's turned into dying goodbye's,
All the sorrows burned holes into my dying eyes.
You thought you were so sly, but I always knew,
You fought so hard to die and knew I needed you.
Depressing mornings and nights of pure hell,
Horrible memories and unforgettable images,
Of the night which you fell.
Deprivation of your soul saving wonder,
Trepidation of your whole wavering thunder.
Heavy-hearted moments will forever be burned with in my darkened weeping soul.
Broken-hearted and left in this cruel world all alone.
Unheard thoughts engraved in my ugly soul,
I feel as if I'm loosing all control.
Forgiveness with a burden,
Forever i will hold.
Bleeding and burning and
living and dying....
Needing and turning and
giving and crying....
I try to smile but I'm afraid I've forgotten how,
Even in my dreams the angels they do weep...
BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS
ORTEGA-ZELE (1-29-20)