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Chocolate, flowers, cards with hearts,
And the message each imparts:
“You’re a person I adore;
Who could ask for something more?”
Tell us that today’s the day
We must have something nice to say
To husbands, daughters, sons, and wives:
We’re grateful that you’re in our lives.
Even though I see your flaws,
I accept them all, because
All your plusses far outweigh
The foolish things you sometimes say.
The little habits that annoy
Do not mean that I don’t enjoy
The many ways you are so sweet;
You really make my life complete.
I’m sure you have your own long list
Of things I do that make you pissed,
But underneath the love is strong;
That’s why our union’s lasted long.
So on this day of sentiment,
I think of years that came and went
And I am thrilled you still are mine,
And hope you’ll be my valentine.
For PD's Valentine's Day poem contest
Chain Verse Form
The jolly spirit that descends
Descends each December to Earth
Earth receives its positive outflow
Outflow that transcend languages and countries
Countries celebrate this special occasion
Occasion that have different meanings
Meanings that vary from spiritual to materialism
Materialism had dimmed the festivity
Festivity imparts a friendly atmosphere
Atmosphere that reunite the family
Family waits for the culmination
Culmination is the celebration of the
Birth of our savior
Nayda Ivette
11-23-2015
For Chain Verse 1 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ebbs
Fifth Place
OUTSIDE THE BOUNDS OF SISTER CECILIA
the best firecracker
otherworldly seven hues
hiss, cackle, kaboom
Yes, dear ones, I want to own a pen that produces perfect penmanship, the curlicue calligraphy that Sister Cecilia would have hated. Each color, as my mood dictates would jettison from my mind to paper as a musical note, with hieroglyphic fervor. In unity and uniqueness as my lyrical words ignite each heart…each pen imparts the idea that never ends, heart to heart, light and dark, dear poet.
breathless, eternal
wax that never defuses
its bittersweet light
I can hardly stop to cross the t’s and dot the i’s. You, dear loves, like stars grab on - you little prince(s)! You travel light with faeries and dragons light as silk and mighty as giants. We muse together through the galaxy and time. In Athens, we sit down a moment to hear Saint Paul say, “For in him we live and move and have our being. As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’”
baptism of seeds
in the only plot we know —
glorious setting
inner poet can’t contain
as we head out of the grave
Sincerely, as we begin our journey, it never ends — it goes on and on with friends. Sparks fly - serious, silly, frolicking, frenetic and holy.
let not ruler scowl -
repeat curlicues fifty
times to accomplish your dreams
11/30/2021
Haibun- With A Message
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Feel how you feel with sensuous flow,
Know fond appeal in actual show.
Sense a new day that dawns on you,
Live what you say as times fall due.
Heed the word well in mental poise,
See how you dwell on chosen voice.
Hear the grand sounds that flood and fill,
Zest frames fond grounds where blood frames will.
Touch knows the way to mind and heart,
Laughter fits play as joy imparts.
Scent floral swirls in garden here,
Sweet perfume twirls in fragrance clear.
Taste the good life that comes to woo,
Live without strife in all you do.
Go on your way with happy thoughts,
Love lives each day your quest and lot.
All that you touch can bless and heal,
Live love as such with kind goodwill.
Leon Enriquez
03 July 2015
Singapore
Nature's beauty, where harmony is around
Joy and peace twirl jointly across the ground.
It is in watching that our souls find release.
As animals, arty or elfin, lend solace and peace,
Secrets lie in floral fields and dim woodlands.
Our souls find a sanctuary as wonders stand.
The swift, free-flying birds above enrich the sky.
Their music fills the air with a calm sway.
Their vibrant hues and wings are bright.
Tinsel brightness to the deepest twilight.
As we observe their magnificent flight.
Our souls' brim with unadulterated delight.
The vast fields where the animals graze
We grasp a sight that makes us feel amazed.
The friendly cows, with their sweet eyes
Imagine the calm and peace of such dyes.
Their halcyon grazing and steady pace
Teach us how to live in blameless grace.
The opulence of nature lets us foster our eyesight.
Behavioral and temperamental highlights
Every creature we strike across
Such odd squirrels and their antics in the moss
Remind us to find delight in each beat.
Even In the record-breaking heat
The sage owl sat at the top of a tree.
It Imparts awareness for all to foresee.
The devoted dog with a wagging tail
shows us the concept of love sans fail.
Nature's grandeur brings us comfort.
Watching animals made us feel triumphant.
They remind us of the joy in simple things.
And the awe-inspiring splendor that dawn flings.
Let us watch the birds as they dance in the sky.
And feel their freedom as they soar up high.
Let us watch the animals on farms and in the wild.
And appreciate the lessons; they teach as a child.
So let us bestow a moment to pause and reflect.
On the beauty that surrounds us in every aspect.
As we observe the animals with an attentive gaze,
We find a sense of awe in nature's endless maze.
In the presence of nature's wonders, our spirits lift.
As we witness the colors, the feathers, and the swift.
In observing animals, we find a sense of delight.
A reminder of the beauty that exists day and night.
1st place contest winner
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Dawns a courtroom closing in on midday, and a cheery sun
uncovering its place being less demanding--a sage who
dons sufficiently in her vocation that imparts one who bears
a respectable position, and one of a high office--so without
delay, the judge withdraws to his chambers for consultations
with the defense attorney and prosecutor, et al., she then
advances towards the lone defendant from her private seat
in the gallery--an officer of the court, immediately takes
notice of her movements and in anticipation presented her
with a chair for her pleasure--the defendant who sees her,
respectfully stands, whereto, she politely informs him that
he may remain seated and air him in a one-sided
conversation being the soul speaker, and he as the soul
listener. Albeit, exceptions to that disclosure evolved at the
end as there is cause for the conversation to become ironic.
*The opener of My Short Story: White Lies, in two parts; I'm
afeared of old habits unchanged as alit surface, amid dim, and
aligned depth of mired cliché, sways a gavel 'ere ...
Show me a miracle
Or
Magic trick
And all i can think is how was it done
That is the level of sceptic i have become
With every believer comes a sceptic
Enter front and left Captain Sceptic
Sporting miracle,
Betting scandal
Predict the future,
Calculate the odds algorithm
Magic trick,
Smoke and mirrors slight of hand
If it's to good to be true it generally is
And there is no such thing in life
that's free
That doesn't come with strings attached
The greatest piece of single advice
a burns survivor ever imparts is
Read the small print fastidiously
before signing
Otherwise you are going to need the
services of a very good lawyer
A Shadorma
Pot-bellied,
wizened old oak sage;
resting in
silent woods.
Each swollen arthritic joint
tells a magic tale.
Within dark
knotholes of blackness,
lie secrets;
songs only
sung when the woods are silent;
echoes of the past.
You don’t think
that I hear your voice,
when I walk
through the woods.
Wild ferns tickle your fancy;
make you talk in sleep.
I heard a
squirrel mocking you
on Sunday;
while searching
for a nut, beneath your root;
a fairy slapped him.
I laughed and
frightened both of them;
away they ran,
too frightened
by my revealed presence and
I saw you smiling.
I sat to
rest in your shadow;
you told me
that fairy,
was your very own diva
I apologized.
I would not
want to offend a
sweet fairy;
since she cares
for my favorite old oak tree;
who imparts wisdom.
So I’ve got a little secret
‘bout evangelism “tracts”.
See, they load us up each Sunday,
and we all plan our attacks.
Sometimes, we hear a sermon;
sometimes, we even sing,
But mostly, it’s a Ponzi scheme
to build a brand new wing.
And when we hand ‘em out,
we get a little star,
And sometimes, we get double points
for going to the bars!
We count up all our stars;
the one who has the most
Is featured in the lobby
and gets to sit up close!
And lately, we’ve been filming
when we go to proselytize;
We’re getting wise like serpents;
YouTube lets us monetize!
The reason we encounter
is to make you feel distressed,
And to get you to throw money
in the hopes that you’ll be blessed.
Now if you think I’m serious,
you don’t know me so well.
But what is true is I believe
in heaven and in hell.
The folks I know who hand those out
believe in these things too,
Because they love with all their heart,
they’re called to see it through.
They’ve read God’s revelation:
creation, fall of man.
They’ve read of Christ’s redeeming acts,
according to God’s plan.
They’ve read the Holy Spirit’s grace,
regenerating hearts.
They want to share the news they learned:
this gospel in four parts.
The news they share is simple:
that none seek after God,
That Christ died voluntarily
a thing most find quite odd.
They know that God is holy,
a God of love and wrath,
His love poured out as blood that day
on each sinner’s behalf.
For those who would believe
His saving act by faith,
Christ imparts his righteousness,
escape due wrath unscathed.
There’s much more in the Bible,
a life’s worth there, in fact.
We want to share His life with you;
we start with little tracts.
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all in fun, and with great love and respect for my soup friends and their beliefs
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Best Boy Beyond
Precocious boy, yon ere the age of twelve,
Parades vast knowledge, complexity swelled,
Our simplistic share was well understood,
Kept back of minds, preserves naive childhood.
Green imparts years cherished adolescence,
Bottled, we heed, coupled coalescence,
Errant appendages spark normal steps,
Blessed gifted faculties, as classmates frets.
Removed and placed amongst the elder kids,
Baffled apostles sought entertained bids,
A young mind satisfy matured scholars,
Acquaint the novice school well-spent dollars.
Stands amidst the rare few emboss his name,
An honorary plaque glistens the fame,
Hung in the schools enclosed glass curio,
Caught all cherished moments on video.
Commencement day, he did stand with the rest,
His valedictory speech of years blessed,
Preteen vested had rivaled teenagers,
Acclaimed college exemplary majors.
Evolved above academia's zone,
Ate hamburgers, fries, and an ice cream cone.
2021 March 29
*3rd Place*
A Graduation Blessing
~~BJ Legros Kelley