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Saints and Sinners
For Contest:
The sinners will abuse you leaving you broken, battered and torn.
The saints will say I love you, a bright star you are being born.
The sinners will cast blame compulsively until you believe it.
The saints will give you armor, lift you up with laughter and wit.
The sinners will do anything to make sure they get their way.
The saints give you strength while singing everything will be ok.
The sinners will spew their endless lies trying to twist your mind.
The saints will stand by truth, lead you to people who are kind.
The sinners will take it further, acting out with horrific crime.
The saints believe in justice. It goes through the courts this time.
The sinners face their consequence still claiming they did no wrong.
The saints celebrate your righteousness, as life becomes your song.
Heidi Sands
*Placed 7th in Contest: Saints and Sinners
In spring, salmon spawn in rivers, swimming upstream.
The male salmon (Cock), battle for the female,(Hen) of desire.
While the Cocks are fighting, the young silver males, (Jack), sneak into the female nest, taking his pick.
Spawning in Spring
In spring virile Cocks battle to win,
The heart of a Hen, waiting for him
But to his surprise
A Jack in disguise
Raided her nest; went off fin in fin.
Date: Feb. 21, 2022
For: Spring in Air Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mohan Chutani
Grammar and Syllables verified on P.S. Counter/Checker
Placed 10th in contest
Why am I here at the poetry-soup
Overpowered by dark shades of thoughts,
when I was losing myself to depression,
Sweeter side of me wrapped in satin of frost,
bitterness had engulfed all my passion,
A tiny sparkle of light peeped into my core,
and set my deep inside aglow,
Gladness wiped all the tears of remorse,
as I let my buried emotions flow,
Soup lit my pen that had long lost its lustre
and dug muse free of condemned heap of dust,
Encouraged and soon I was one contest buster,
the blazing ink thence turned robust,
Soup gives vent to veiled sublime emotions,
offers poetry contests that sharpen the nib,
Cherishing intellectual communications,
new forms and words tranquil the learning crib,
Reading exquisite gems is the real game
Be a winner in contest, gets worthy fame,
Missing to enter is the biggest shame,
Still hurt and loneliness, how can we claim?
Life enchants melody of poetry soup,
Serenity peaks to my soul's whoop.
Written Dec 30th, 2015
For contest by Jerry T Curtis
Covered Within You
Covered by your grace, lost within your soul...
I am whole...
When I'm with you...
Concealed by your breath, in your vapors I vanish...
I am here...
Always right here...
Collected by your thoughts, forgotten not...
I am alive...
Thanks to you...
Captured by your charm, spellbound I follow...
I am yours...
Forever yours...
Cultivated in your love, I thirst for your water...
I am fulfilled...
Drinking you up...
Connected by your stars, the galaxy is ours...
I am shining...
Brighter for you...
Submitted into contest: "Free Verse on Love III"
Hosted by: Laura Loo/Revised 10/28/17
WON 1st PLACE IN CONTEST RESULTS
Sing to me that song again
That builds a castle in the sky
Where everything is shining
There are no tears to cry
Glistening waterfalls,
Golden rocks in the walls
Soft colorful carpets
Match stained glass windows
With balconies outside
To see the landscape below
Sing to me that song again
That builds a castle in the sky
With beautiful spiral staircases
A white baby grand piano
Playing this soft lullaby
Where there is no pain at all
Nothing but love fills every room
Fresh fruit shines on the counter
Tiled floor looks like the sea
The sweet scent of roses in the air
Please sing this lullaby to me
So I can close my eyes to calmly rest
On top of floating cushions in a dream
Of this magnificent castle in the sky
Heidi Sands
*Placed 8th in Contest: Building Castles in the sky
“Grief is just love with no place to go”
quote from: Jaime Andersen
Here
Among
The Ashes
A pewter urn
Holds sweet memories.
Softly a candle glows,
I can feel your gentle touch,
Through the darkness, your eyes smiling.
For a moment, you are beside me,
Yearning for one more day of your embraces.
~~~
“Grief”, I’ve heard, “Is love with no place to go”
It leaves a deep hollow in the heart;
Sacred now, are the memories
That soften the ache of loss.
Reeling, lost in images,
Quiet nights of dreams,
Until the dawn,
Casts her light
On life
Death
Date: Feb. 19, 2022
For: E Forms - Etheree Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance LaFrance
Grammar and spelling verified on P.S. Counter/Checker
Placed 2nd in contest
, winter some yet just five months ago;
When I thought of the snow;
By the hill yard I saw the slopes;
'Spring!' said I, thing of outpouring heated temperature hopes;
'Spring!' sigh said I, 'Yes spring!'
New solar season begins;
NOW EMBRACING the SPRINGTIME NOW with PASSION
~
I awoke and flung the fall flip the winter breeze;
By the grave I saw the march,
March of icicles from fallen branches off trees;
Once upon a midnight halt;
Sunlight lost;
Edible;
Clean snow, yet debatable?
NOW EMBRACING the SPRINGTIME NOW with PASSION
~
On that day my soul grew vernal, thermal;
Once I sat engaged a non-winter hero;
And snapping watching the time passing;
It was now springtime and near midsummer soon;
The thrusting tree tripping;
And the goldenrods never toppling;
Awaiting still I a morning moon;
NOW EMBRACING the SPRINGTIME NOW with PASSION
~
Eagerly I looked for the tree of spring;
Suddenly, I heard some wriggling, a robin,
and sparrow sings with such a passion for smuggling;
I embrace the springtime now with passion;
5/10/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021©
Placement in Contest #1
For ALL YOURS (May 11) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
{This "Free Verse" entry Received HONORABLE MENTIONS
IN THE Intergenerational Poetry to Bridge the Generation
Contest UNO Elders & Youth track" 2017
UNIVERSITY OF OMAHA
OMAHA, NEBRASKA}
(I was the only male entry in contest)
October 15, 2017
I'm A Teen This is What I Struggle With
I’m a teenager I’m upset depressed
Being so,
I’m A teen this is what I struggle with
And I ain’t gonna call you mam or sir
That’s in the history books nobody does that anymore
I represent 30 percent of us that are one or been bullied
All adults want to do is make us study
I close to being grown you don’t understand
I know as much or more than a woman or man
I’m A teen this is what I struggle with
I am tired of always being diss
I ‘m a teen this is what I struggle with
Feel like I’m imprisoned, these are our teen issues
I have a right it’s my body part selective if I selective
It’s my life if I choose to be sexually active
My life complicated I’m not the only one you used drugs smoke pot now what
Back in your day
Getting drunk the past month I also say
My life, my right again you did that too by the way
I’m A teen this is what I struggle with
I am tired of always being diss
My message is I’m not heard, I’m hurt
I eat the wrongs things I get big obese some of us throw up
You can call it stayin thin being bulimic
Can’t get no education, don’t have patients for them
They can’t teach or tell me nothing gonna drop of school
Maybe I’ll join the Army
Where are the grownups when I have my problems peer pressure?
They don’t have an answer for them
I’m A teen this is what I struggle with
I am tired of always being diss
The sexting, hot man what a body, But when I get older that picture still out there
Don’t have to be beaten up physically now it’s done electronically, on social media
Just when I think I can control my life and mind
On screen violence TV shows, movies and violence video games
Keep me wake for weeks and days
I am tired of always being diss
I’m A teen this is what I struggle with
09/26/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
for Intergenerational Poetry To Bridge Generations Elders & Youth 2017 Contest
Left to regret another endeavor
Why does nothing last forever
Graded by some social measure
Ruining all that we treasure
Even life is not infinite
Alive then dead next minute
Hurry now time is short
Remember now life's a sport
Bound eternally only in spirit
The end, we fear it...
01/15/18
For Contest: (10 Lines; 5 words) Rhyme
Hosted by: Laura Loo
WON 1st PLACE IN CONTEST RESULTS
The Bald Eagle is a bird of prey with spectacular aerial displays,
They soar and swoop and dive and glide ever so gracefully;
Dashing predators in silent pursuit,
Their brown plumage is beautiful.
They swirl and glide above jagged rocks majestic in the sun,
A particular place is their nest that they will defend till death;
Dedicated to their mates and protector of their chicks,
A bird to be admired for courage.
And how I love those mighty wings,
And those feathered legs and claws;
Such strength in every wing beat,
Once a familiar sight in North America.
Endangered due to persecution and pesticides,
Now they are thriving again and out of danger in America;
A national symbol for their majesty, power, courage and resilience,
So for me the Bald Eagle will always be the bird of choice;
So spiritual and full of dignity, a symbol to represent people,
Oh never could it be any other bird, although there are some beauties to behold.
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October 21, 2015
Free Verse
Submitted to the contest, Another Bite Of the Cherry
sponsor, Charlotte Puddifoot
Did not place in contest.