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Summer resplendent sun glowing
in the photosynthesis of viridescent grass.
Waving blades like long fingers flowing,
the sudden sighing gusts come and pass.
The field lives palpable in the anamnesis.
I step through the Queen Anne’s lace,
I lay down on dense turf, where distress decreases,
Sun of repose wrings out pain, leaving no trace.
The field uncut, surrounded by trees,
shooshing wind mixes only with the hum of bees.
Lazy, balmy, timeless afternoon, grasshoppers leap.
Musty grass inhaled. I doze and fall asleep.
The field dandelions release seeds like cotton
floating on nuzzling breeze, landing, then begotten.
Burrowing moles hunt earthworms under soil.
Nests and mounds, why do ants tirelessly toil?
Toad hops by, pausing, inspecting for insects.
Sioux Nation meadowlarks sing of friendship
from the nearby woodland intersects.
Love by dissolving into field, my ritual worship.
At cool dusk, I awaken to cricket chitter.
Night’s canopy of cosmos is without dimension,
measureless. I am free and joyous in star glitter.
I merge with field habitat, awakening all sensations.
Published: Pick Me Up Poetry 10/22
Accepted for Publication, 11/2023: PoetrySoup Anthology Vol. III
Reflections on the Important Things
Some find the present holds no happiness.
Cocooned in memories of glory days,
they spin embellished views of each success
and leave bad times to vanish in the haze.
Some lend the past no power in their lives.
They learn no lessons from mistakes they’ve made.
If unacknowledged past with present strives,
will those same issues future peace degrade?
But wise ones know that when past intersects
with present, smiles will alternate with tears.
They realize growth comes when one reflects
on all life’s heights and depths, its joys and fears.
The voices from our past should not be quelled;
life makes more sense when old and new we meld.
May 2, 2021
All Yours (May 3) contest NA
May 4, 2021
Contest: Final 2021 NA Choice 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula
O gentle sleep. Most precious of secrets
Carefully placed between sunlight and twilight’s touch of warm air and wet kiss
Asunder from me, Yet all of me woven into a spiders web of silken spun strings. Reliving each and every moment in one’s lifetime. Again, then yet again.
Bizarre creatures I’ve created, shouting messages of concern. The very monsters that haunted my childhood. Now offering guidance, sworn allegiance to me for they know they have been conquered, so long ago.
A maestros wand, weaves a tapestry so intricate. Each line intersects. Yet does not interfere with one another.
O welcome sleep. With each worry and every dream. Days labor comes to end
On soft pillows where I’m lead towards a fantasy, I must then, take part in an eternal play
Filled with obscurity and dismay
In search of meanings to each day.
Sweet organic scents waft softly
through the vast and endless valley
where myriads of trees grow in tight rows
marked by long lines of rich, robust soils
that brighten with the rising sun.
I am happily lost in the incessant sounds
of bees buzzing, working in chaotic order
within delicate white orchard blossoms.
Their hum is mesmerizing and hypnotic
my fingers caress the ripe, orange talismans.
Dust and sweat mingle with hard work in this land
as farmhands goad the earth to produce its lot.
Strong arms dig the dirt in endless cycles
tractors leave their distinctive marks
sprinklers water the thirsty ground for miles.
I can see the valley’s shimmering lifeline
the wide aqueduct of the San Joaquin river
it flows like a liquid heart with precious water
thoroughly quenching the longing roots
that grow underground in quiet tranquility.
Those who work the land know it’s hidden secrets
I am just an admiring stranger, passing through
though I feel I have a small sense of it...a glimpse
…a place of laboring hands upon the earth
and a yielding of the elements within its midst.
There is a synergy of land and sky
a curve of the earth that intersects the horizon
a mystical union, a hint of heaven
a clarion moment in time.
5/15/2021
Sandstone erode into dust harks history's fade
Effected by events, weathered
Crept century torture administers eventual taint
Withered time drives incessant
Battered slate roof removed promotes damage
Cold rain and blazing sun hurt
Cyprus seeds challenge infertile dust, establish
Passage through gathered dirt
Co dependent pieces redefine a weary structure
Fed full on counterpart stength
Capability maps character, freshened functions
Exchange worshipped sentiment
Protected rod trunk tree intersects better entity
Deep dug roots, a chasm shielding
Tumult inevitably threatens to reinstate tentative
Pledge prevails, reliance appealing
Dedicated to tasks, support and every day bolster
Ruin renewed by flaura's courage
Offers availed are automated, mutual responders
Hold each firm in order to flourish
23rd November
Squarely conscientious, I unwittingly
sanction selfhood acutely triangulate
courtesy webbed geometry jeopardize,
galvanize pluck nudging contrived arc,
virtually courting temptation aware,
sans impetuousness compromises an
anonymous commingling, nonetheless
electronic fraternization enthralls mine
plucky chutzpah possibility intrigues
yours truly sporting impish grinning
smile across world wide web unsure
quasi cryptic communication decrypted
maybe imperfectly interpreting message
this enamored disembodied spirit doth
chance circling foursquare kibitizing
downplaying grand illusion spontaneity
gist ripples thru this human entity while
comfortably cushioned buffered against
disappointment accepting outcome - par
for the course amidst cyber spatial gulf
nothing ventured brings disappointment
more often than not, this solitary fellow,
a beetle browed fool on the hill smarting
over...he ne'er gathered rosebuds fruitless
ruing foregone opportunities, hence tho'
cocooned against adverse outcome revel
at fleeting giddiness affixing envisioned
smile upon unknown reader, or perchance
another veritable stranger, cuz amiability
need not be sole providence aimed at one
select web surfer, but extended warm free
greeting permissible allow one imperfect
troubadour to sprinkle pleasantries to any
person, whose scrolling intersects with my
genuine not "FAKE" aery mission to offer
abiding friendship e'en if limited to realm
of harmonized synthesized online reality.
In retrospect you can never
make sense as to why it happens.
A minute late sets a sequence loose
towards some catastrophic event,
or if you miss a step taken to complete
a simple task, you'll begin
to fall apart. So much
seems to pivot on the perfect
execution of such trite things.
Nothing is exempt.
And then there is the countless
tributaries drawn to represent
each critical point along
the course of a single life,
or worse, the universe with its
almost infinite intersects of chance
webbed across time and space
back to its beginning. All appear
to be intricately linked, wired
into the locked rulebook
of a sinister, cosmic game.
Such thoughts overwhelm
and paralyze the brain.
Each movement made,
each calibrated ritual
bring into question just what's
at stake, what harm will be
unleashed if you get it wrong.
This is replayed again
and again as if to multiply the sum.
In the prison
of your regimented days,
you keep counting minutiae
and the spinning chamber
of an imaginary gun.
You just want a reset to zero.
Spandex sparkle galaxy glints
Gem array curves across cleavage
Spotlight follows her steps, precision
T - bar sandals pace perfect time
Relentless rhythm zephyre smooth spin
Turns spectrum splatter into unicorn sanctum
Tutu weightless wings ascend interstellar
Arched neck occasions o'clock twelve
Glimmering tights spiral twist, turn, glide
Movement minutely tuned, heels oiled
Ice sprinkled sprocket tight torso
Ropes in Rolex iconic admiring audience
Blink brief ballroom blitz, glamour's dazzle
Segues to monotone of marriage, aplomb
Poised final flourish encompasses a partner
Aisle Individual Ability intersects Alter Together
Desirable diamonds shimmer for minutes
Cumberbund clock pendulum pushes chariot
20th May 2022
Written for Contest: A Diamond Of Time
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Chilly breeze blows
Evening settles here;
Nearby croaking
~~~~~~~~~
May evening presides
Misty rain moans;
Haunting farewell
~~~~~~~~~
Lonely courtyard
Desolate chill;
Solitary tree
~~~~~~~~~
Empty street
Blurry lamp lights;
Lonely air echoes
~~~~~~~~~
Umbrellas moving
Rain drenching;
Wetness spills over
~~~~~~~~~
Cold cold air
Blankets soft skin;
Goosebumps tangle
~~~~~~~~~
Absent moon
Over the other side;
Lonely night
~~~~~~~~~
Hot tea brew
Warm comfort here;
Brief sustenance
~~~~~~~~~
TV drama
Good versus evil;
Staycation noise
~~~~~~~~~
Scattered verse
Fragments litter;
Impromptu lines
~~~~~~~~~
Late evening poise
Haiku moments speak;
Fragments received
~~~~~~~~~
Rooftops in view
Mud tiles cocoons;
Metamorphosis
~~~~~~~~~
Deep dark night
Stars camouflaged;
No moon tonight
~~~~~~~~~
Late night flight
Dreamy destination;
Sleep intersects
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
20 May 2015
Singapore
The first crystal drop
of realization
shatters your glassy surface
and radiates the idea outward
in reflective ripples
growing concentric circles
with the newness
of being thought of
for the very first time
one drop
follows another
in a thoughtful cascade
and a thrilling commingling
of contemplative resonance
skimfully intersects
on a liquescent wavelength
…like a collection of Chinese linking rings
smoothly passing through each other…
exchanging enchantment
casting their own brand of magic
in lucid fluidity
across the suffused surface
of your soulful depths
that in this pearl
of a moment
revels
in revealing
the answers you seek.
Susan Ashley
July 28, 2018