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Memories Are Jellyfish

They have a child-like glow
Some so foreign you question, "is this real"
Floating past in a pattern, like a show
Disregarding you completely, what is their deal?

If you hold on too tight
They inflict a painful sting
But you always want to go toward the light
I can't let it go, we're attached by a string

Death isn't part of their story
They never quite leave your side
Just let me be
Coming and going just like the tide

Memories are Jellyfish
Deep in this sea called my mind
Don't try to dodge, trust me, they never miss
I don't know how to find

Find a way to make them stop 
Stinging until I can't feel
I can feel my body go limp then drop
Into a sea of jellyfish, only this time it's real

My senses get lost in a sea, so sickening, cold
Shivers slowly climb up my back
You can try to hug me but there is nothing to hold
How can something so oddly human be what I lack

This strong pulsing light
I can't think, I can't breathe
Water so deep in my lungs it's too late to fight
Stop grasping so tightly to my sleeve

Religion or law when stuck in this sea
How come my God put me in this abyss
Their lives are all perfect but I am just me
Memories are like jellyfish


Premium Member Under a Bridge on a Hot Summer's Day

There are few places now
where life can find respite
on hot summer days.
Shady spaces are contested
real estate beneath trees
and in the shallow waters under
a bridge where countless
plump, pink jellyfish congregate
to hide from the heat.

Thousands gather, pulsing
in the warm brine. They look
like brains that have escaped
from skulls, their severed 
spinal cords now lethal
clumps of thread hanging down
to entangle the unwary.
The species is thriving
in the warming waters.

These jellyfish have no eyes
to see ahead. To them, 
all is now by nudge
and touch. No thoughts 
of consequence or compassion
trouble their gelatinous will,
no desire to share
halts their inexorable spread.
To them there is only 
an unquestionable need.
They have infiltrated our space,
children of our kind,
servants to a common greed.

Premium Member Goddess Missy Mee

Three adventuresome triplets were challenging the forest of the fey
When the sky turned to night, and the regular colors turned away.
A psychedelic hue came upon everything they saw including them.
Neon purples and turquoises changed every mushroom leaf and limb.

There she is, said Weewee, the leader of the triplet three.
Indeed, she was, right in front of them, the Goddess Missy Mee.
In the form of a giant jellyfish, as promised by the prophecy.
It is as the soothsayer told us, said Weewee’s sister Twee.

Their brother Bart was terrified, he hid his eyes under his cloak.
They were overcome with snickering from an overbearing oak.
It’s not nice to make fun of people, Weewee said to the tree.
I was laughing at something else he said, “Please excuse me.”

Goddess Missy Mee gave them some ideas, put them into their head.
Let them wander around, thinking about them, before they went to bed.
Utilized these ideas when they grew up, converted others thoughts too.
Many journeyed out here to see Missy Mee, I was one of ninety-two.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Abyss - Alliteration Abecedarian

Astounding, amazing abyss
Beneath both beautiful and bountiful
Clear, cleansing caverns
Diving dangerously for discoveries
  Enchrusting Echnoderms
  Foraging fish
  Gorgeous gastropods
  Hunting hammerheads
  Intelligent invertebrates 
  Jubilant jellyfish
  Kindred krill
  Light-emitting lanternfish
  Mouthy marlins
  Natural nautiluses
  Obdurate octopus
  Protective pinnipeds
  Quiescent quahogs
  Rounded rays
  Seafloor sturgeons
  Timid turtles
  Utilitarian urchins
  Valiant veliger
  Wonderful wrasses
  Xenial Xingu River Rays
  Yielding Yellow-finned tuna
  Zealful zooplankton

Saturday, December 11, 2021
'A'' Forms, New Poems, 10 or more lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France

Lake Illawarra

The name pronounces in a Chinese mind
Sounds similar to onomatopoeia words made
When hearts felt  phonologically bored  
By a misthought on linguistically decaying 
Or a loss of ordered hilarious carouse

Anyway, I have been quietly with it for years, 
With countless eyesight over my shoulders 
It is a famous existence contrasting to mine
A neighbor to whom needless to talk to

But we are a collective name to represent 
For a belonging of the people living around 
 A lake of water that is so clean and quiet

We've been staying as such for years 
Having a short  meeting with each other 
Such as young men and women on blind dates
Full filled with shyness, reluctance, and desires

but we are so different from them by degrees
Both of the acceptance and of the integration
Included with people by their homes and lands 
By ways of simple, obvious, and unconditional 

I stay with this lake alike the pines on shore
With the algae in water, the birds overhead 
While fish swim, shrimp jumps, and jellyfish dance

All between us are inclusive and simple 
They are obvious no need to be garrulous 
For apprehension by persons used to flaunt


Premium Member Jellyfish and His Love Life

Little jellyfish was jealous of the fish and the coral
Especially the sea horse ridden by mermaid Laurel
She was by far the prettiest siren in the blue sea
He dared not touch her, but he loved her truly.

His mama berated him in an ocean whirl.
So he turned his mind to her sister, the lovely siren Pearl.
Pearl loved starfish but starfish was grumpy and old.
Jellyfish might ask her out, this mermaid, hair of gold.

Snail friend stopped him, pointing out loud and sharp.
Beautiful music Mermaid Shay played on her pretty harp.
Shay is the one to date, and she is close at hand.
We can use her talents in our ocean friendly band!

None ended up with the mermaids that fateful cool day.
For the sirens moved on that night to a place far far away.
Jellyfish pouted the rest of his sea worthy salty life.
He never married or played again, and took no one for wife.
Form: Rhyme

When Words Stop

When words stop 
  
Words, words sunken Japanese warships
 in the bay of Palau where yellow jellyfish do not sting
and the US military plans to make a base on the moon
 and bomb the world to smithereens 
I`m watching too much TV and fed useless information 
I don`t need. Trying to make sense of this; 
war is the loser nature is peace.
Until the war that is cyclical destroy everything this
is needed to win Concord.
In the meantime, economic wars are manufacturing useless
inventions and underpaid garment workers
cheap food and obese people. This lasts till a new hot
battle begins and those who want peace are traitors because
they know there are no winners it is an illusion we have not
 been able to understand, like religion and Santa Claus. 
When the human voice disappears
when wolves no longer howl in the valley, then battered
Nature will slowly take over, and peace will reign.
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Abcedarian For Fun

Alleged anthrax-laden alligator arrives in afternoon
Beyond bright baboon baby bestows brilliance 
Chaste chimpanzees charge chagrined cheetahs 
Doped donkeys deliberate director’s dictate
Elongated eel exasperate enormous elephants
Fruit flies flit and flutter among fruity flowers
Gravely gross gibbons gripe greedily 
Hyenas and hippos are hungrily huffing 
Igneous information informs iconic islanders
Jubilant jellyfish jealous juxtapositions
Kipling’ s kangaroos kill kindler’s keepsakes
Lively llamas leaping and loving
Many mammals merrily marauding 
Nefarious Neverland needing new numbers
Often outsiders oversee overgrown owls 
Persnickety porcupines parading in pairs
Quintessential quails quickly quell Quakers
Respite reveals rushing rip-roaring rhinos
Stolen stags slide south showing secrecy
Tiptoe through trails, tricking tigers 
Understanding unicorns utilize umbrellas
Very vexing victims verify variety of vixens
Well-meaning walrus whips whippersnapper’s will
‘Xacting ‘Xrays ‘Xplore ‘Xpansive ‘Xports
Yoga yielding yaks yelp at yellow yarn
Zealous zebra zips in zingy zoo.

Premium Member Songs of the Ocean - Nursery Rhyme

Songs of the Ocean
 Sing a song of the Ocean 
Marine creatures in motion
The oceans turbulent waves
And those sailors truly brave.

Sing songs of the Ocean bed
Gems found in a treasure chest
Ol’ King Neptune’s three pronged fork
And the lovely quaint seahorse.

Sing of dolphins ultrasound
How they play with folk around 
Sing songs of aquatic whales
Of their wishy-washy tails.

Sing of wobbly jellyfish
Ocean creatures tasty dish 
Of exotic ocean plants
Swaying in a tidal dance.

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28th March 2023

Children Sing to Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Form: Rhyme

Ariel Rose

(Ariel Rose)
This is a story of a rare white rose only descovered in shallow sea stricken plains on the waters of oceans much life exist all around these areas of reefs all sorts of colors and jellyfish and brightly colored fish. This one rose is so rare it usually stands alone and almost so rare to ever come across, this flowers are more brightly colored and seen at night when the moon is it's brightest illuminating bright florescent lighting white glow, so beautiful it's glows in darkest of waters! This is such a rare sight and find in these deep scary waters but is unscaved by harsh waters surrounding it? Her beauty is rare none the less, yes she has her thorns to protect her her flooting leaves to show her grace? Her purity is evident nothing scaves her beauty from being not noticed, but this flower is so rare to find? 
If you come across such a beautiful rose it's worth taking extra time admire and remember because she is so special, your lucky to come across such a flower in a crazy world as ours!!

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