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The Turquoise Garden
I dream of a magical garden
That lays beneath a turquoise sea
It’s filled with seashells and cockles
And sand the color of honeybees
The coral is the shade of pink roses
The grass is emerald green
Rocks and sea urchins cover the floor
The shy octopus is unseen
It’s home to fish in orange clown suits
Angels without their harps
trumpetfish without their trumpets
And lions without their manes
The seahorses and sea dragons
join the jellyfish and shrimp
In games of tag and hide and seek
In the tunnels of secret caves
Pretty mermaids with their tails of gold
and locks of crimson red
Gather delicate pearls they find
In the garden’s oyster beds
It’s a magical place that I dream of
Filled with the creatures of the deep
And I hope someday I’ll find my way
To the garden in the turquoise sea
She is a God-loving poet but not fearing, only loving.
She also appreciates and loves her Mummy.
Which is a clue she might not be from around here.
(Kansas).
She has mastered the abecedarian poem which is difficult.
She did this with ease, and well. So bravo for this.
Her subjects are not same-old, same-old.
Unlike others whose poetry sounds like Monet
Tree after tree after tree.
She lies sea turtles, jellyfish, and T-rex.
Magic is okay, she finds a use for it.
And has no fear of it.
She recognizes the value of a knight for a king.
She lives in a colorful world, for she is an artist.
A word player, who understands how to write a metaphor.
I am impressed by this poet who lives in a black and white world
After releasing the colors…
Jellyfish
Once I had a wild wish
To be a jolly jellyfish,
A quietly quivering jellyfish
Shivering in the sea.
I did not crave to be a crab,
A sideways-scuttling, crusty scab
In sluggish sludge and dismal drab
At the bottom of the sea,
Nor wish to be a sucking sponge,
Sea-sway drudge of the fathoms' plunge,
Dredging supper from the soupy gunge
In the dungeons of the sea.
I might have wished for shark or whale,
To lord the oceanic trail,
My dorsal fin a regal sail,
Imperial in the sea;
Or dared to dash through the dolphin waves,
Gliding where the wild seas rave,
Dive to a shipwreck's sunken grave,
Sunken deep in the sea.
Instead, I wished for a jellyfish,
A parachuting jellyfish,
A gossamer drift in the seas' vast dish;
That's what I wished for me.
Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
Jovial Dr Jekyll played for juvenile Justice
a just jaspered journey
jokingly jumped a joyride
to juicy jukebox jabbering
in jackal jackboots
from nearby jungle
Dr Jekyll clasped a jackknife eating
jambalaya to justify a
juggled juxtapositional
jurisdiction jamming
as jugular vein jingled jewels
joyfully jauntily jaywalking
to a jay named Jim Jolly !
Onward he jumped to a
Jungian junction
Jupiter jocund watching his
journeying joints
journalese seemed a jibe jig
but neither Jewess, Jesuit
or jeweller jiggled this job
So he jerked his jess
like a jape for Japan
Jejuning onto January for the
next jangle of jasmine
No jellyfish was Dr Jekyll in Jordanian jerkin
though sometimes Mr Hyde
with jeroboam swirling alongside !
Strewn upon the shoreline, as I traipse along the beach
Bits and pieces of life forms, churned up from beneath
Shells, jellyfish, crustaceans, a mix of sea anemones
What was alive yesterday, lies dead between torn weeds
Take a second to absorb, let these observations sink in
No creatures other than humans, came here to think
Many have walked this path, perhaps went for a swim
Now I only see gulls, pulling starfish limb from limb
Sitting pensively upon the sand, drawing in rigid breaths
I ask God, what’s life all about, come on please confess
A voice in my head speaks, people are the chosen ones
I’ve witnessed this very moment, before our universe begun
Still nothing was ever planned, when all is said and done
I see what’s going to happen, you’ll decide how it comes!
Footprints Old or New for a Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
28/04/2021
An abridged revised version of
my poem, Footnotes in the sand
Strewn on the shoreline, as I walk along the beach
Bits and pieces of life forms, churned up from beneath
Shells, jellyfish, crustaceans, even sea anemones
What was alive yesterday, lays shredded in the weeds
Hard to fathom what happens, below ocean waves,
One big stewing pot, perhaps a connoisseurs buffet,
Before me are remnants, of this very watery grave,
4 billion years of evolution, I’m the apex that surveys,
Take a second to absorb, let my observation sink in,
No creature other than humans, come here to think,
Many have walked this path, maybe even to swim,
I only see gulls now, pulling starfish limb from limb,
Humanity tries to discern nature, a need to understand,
Figure out what the hell’s going on, in our wonderland,
Where’d that seed come from, who’s really in command,
The biggest question of all, was anything ever planned,
A moment of clarity, really hits me over the head,
Why me, an individual, but one of unknown depth,
Sitting on the sand now, drawing in, rigid breaths,
What’s it all about God, come on please confess,
Voice in my head says, people are the chosen ones,
I’ve seen this very instant, before the universe begun,
But nothing was planned, when all is said and done,
I see what’s going to happen, you design how it comes.
10/18/20 original post
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 11 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
08/09/22
Young kids enjoy playing in the yard, until the dock called out come over here. Alluring water caught their eyes, white shining somethings are swimming by. What could they be we all called out, jellyfish was the adult reply. We watched as they swim closer and closer, then I found myself in the water with them. My friends had pushed me in, so funny they thought it would be to take a swim. A big strong hand I did find, like always my daddy to my rescue. Inflicted with immediate itching and scratching, now the crying began. Off to the bathtub I was pulled, baking soda bath then wrapped in greasy lotion. Itching and scratching for days to come, all the so call friends are now gone.
Date Written: 8/6/2020
Note: A true story.................
2 Place INFLICTIONS Contest Judged: 8/15/2020 Sponsored by: Silent One
WHO IS THE GIANT OF THEM ALL
Animals or humans, who is the giant of them all?
Bearing a two sheathed wings, the Hercules Beetles
crash the Titans (beetle) growing more than six inches.
Down the dirty waterways of China is the Mekong catfish
extending at ten feet, tummy-filled with one
full swallow of a child... Horrible!
Godzilla in Japan's sea is the Nomora Jellyfish!
However, the tipped nightmare fuel
incorporeal spill is not at all hazardous.
Jamison Stone, an eleven year old boy,
killed almost, this wild giant hog of 1051 lbs.
Lizards like the giant Salamanders aren't cute at all--
measuring six feet long: the largest of their kind!
Nuisance to Australia's dangerous wildlife, cane toads,
originally are found in South and Central America!
Power and beauty
quiets all his challengers when Percheron
runs, runs fast in a horse race!
Savory staple is the spider Crab but warning!
Their claws can do some serious damage!
Under a tree, don't be shock of the flying fox:
vampires to sweet-juices of fruits in New Guinea...
Weighing over a ton, Trigger is the cow for truckload of macs!
Xenopos are Cameroon Goliath that can live up to fifteen years.
Yes, humans are tough but compared to these behemoths,
zings we have are just their toys!
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***Source:
http://www.viralnova.com/giant-animals/ and
http://diply.com/different-solutions/20-unbelievably-giant-animals/30768/4
***nightmare fuel - stingray; flying-fox - bat
==Sponsor Name: Broken Wings==
=Contest Name: Trashed #2=
==6th place==
O. E. Guillermo
2:49pm, September 04, 2015
Surrounded by the ocean on all its sides
An enchanting town about four miles wide
This sun-soaked spot is the absolute best
There’s nothing like good old Key West
The clucking roosters will wake you up
And if not, it’s the Cuban coffee cup
A hot breakfast sandwich is ready to go
At one of the cafes you already know
This tropical island, it never snows
So there’s no need for winter clothes
But the heavy winds will surely blow
As hurricane season comes and goes
Gators, turtles, and jellyfish, oh my!
The ocean is as lively as the vivid sky
Key West sunsets are just supreme
Like something painted out of a dream
A town full of rich culture and history
Even in its shadows, its charm is no mystery
Haunted lighthouses and creepy old dolls
If you’ve seen it once then you’ve seen it all
So whether it’s to wine and dine
Or just to watch the full moon shine
It’ll always be a fantastic time
Key West, Florida is truly sublime
Dim tunnels curve a segmented ocean.
Bat-winged feeding specters
browse glass. Scaly hulls
blow gas tanks. Rainbow skimmers
flick and soar.
A child’s sweet nose pressed
against a face so horrible,
bubbles of fear pop
in my brain.
Above us, jellyfish swim,
dendritic minds dangling.
tentacles of electric awareness.
Sharks circle waiting to be fed.
shark lovers, perhaps fantasying’
swimming in and out
of their bloody teeth.
It’s a movie - we gawp and admire,
shiver and savor
between margins of beauty
and grotesque gulping’s.
Red and blue squadrons
of directional floor arrows,
lead us out into the light -
a place that some believe
is a safer landscape.