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We made love
in front of the TV...
Your every cry,
a goal from me... and the crowd
maddened applauded...
We made love,
in front of a canary...
Every trill of yours,
every moan of mine
hypnotized, and challenged
further trills of the canary...
We made love,
in front of a platoon...
in our shudder,
but we tried...
We're done soon
not to be
shot... and look, not even
we feel guilty...
We made love,
in front of a cat...
every moan of yours,
my every howl... the cat
meowed all ruffled...
We didn't make love
in front of Gioconda...
But let's do...
for her to lose her pose,
to cut her "wave"
passivity not jocund !!
Kitty Cat and Freddie Dog were on a merry jaunt
They were always together, a compatible pair, jocund
As they strolled along, they had found
In one corner of the compound, a raised mound
Curious to know what was hidden underground
Freddie Dog sniffed and smelled all around
He started digging by and by and had found
A mouse living silent, home bound
Freddie persuaded him to come out to the ground
But seeing kitty cat, he was afraid to come around
He thought they were planning to surround
And feared, cat would jump on him like a hound
To dismal thoughts, his mind was bound
And in terrible agony he was drowned
He knew a cat was a rat’s enemy, renowned
Right at that critical moment, their master did descend
To take them home, not allowing them to hang around
Mealy mouse so relieved retired to his home underground
Placed First
April.21.2022
Nursery Rhymes . 3. Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Eve Roper
ERNESTO
Acrostic
T.ito, thirty- years ago you left us
with painful hearts and tearful eyes
too young to leave your loved-ones
we mourn on your early demise
I.n the core of your heart and mind
there's hatred and sentiments
there were times you want to shed blood
but you were hindered by reverence of God
T.ito, I still remember when we were young
You accompanied me in visiting my " someone "
You don't want me to be walking alone
untoward incident might happen on my way home
O.bdurate you are in your determination
since we we're young I saw that in your conviction
bringing into your grave that disturbing emotion
letting God help you in your anxiety and apprehension.
T.ito, you're the man who walk the talk
You're a man with a Solomonic wisdom
A paragon and pride of your family
We miss you so much my baby brother
U.ltimate request before you left this life
God will reinstate you in the church of Christ
I sent to the Administration your plea and cry
with God's inspiration, the appeal was granted,
considered done.
" G.o on in praying to the Father
to provide you more courage of conviction
that happen what may in this of world of gloom
We will go on serving Him until the Day of Doom
A.ffter death, life everlasting is waiting
for us in the New Jerusalem in heaven
our sacrifices will never be in vain
we will meet our parents there again.
F.edelity to God is what our parents embed
in our minds and hearts since we were kids
this we brought till we grew up
loving and defending the church against all odds
F.irst and foremost is our relationship with God
poetry writing was your " first love "
elementary grades when you started " making lines "
that makes the family proud.
J.olly and jocund fellow you are
jovial among friends and loved-ones
university instructor and scholar
Sunday school teacher at one time.
R.elentless and indefatigable in your struggle for education
though you lack material things to pursue your aspiration
believing that education will uplift your condition
and to make your dreams a realization. “
Acquainted ! Attracted ! I adore you, Hello Miss !
Beautiful bud of love bloomed in bliss.
Cheered ! Charmed ! Caring craving on your charisma.
Dedicated ! Drank dreamy desires drowning in dilemma.
Ecstatic emerald emotion in exciting endeavour.
Fantastic feelings flew in fervent fervour.
Grace and glamour in amour glowed on slat glance.
Humble holy happy heart hiding hesitance.
Intensive impulsive illusive instinct instantaneous,
Just making me jubilant jocund jolly joyous.
Knot of allure knitted in neat plait
Loyal liberal lavender love though not in plaint.
Mellifluous marvellous mysterious.
Noble nice neither shaky nor nervous.
Overwhelmed oblate on oblivious obsession
Pure pristine pride piercing pearly passion.
Quivering and quavering heart to quench thirst !
Romance in rapture rolls, ready to outburst.
Serene sublime simple sentiment, no sanctimony.
Thrilling, tempting togetherness ! Typical testimony.
Urge to unravel , unleash even being unconscious.
Vigorous in voice ! Veneration for my Valentine! Venus !
Whirling heart with weary eyes watched you to walk away.
‘X ‘ : The unknown ‘love’ left unsolved in 'Xtreme dismay .
Yearnings of youth yelled yielding yucky heart break.
Zone of love in zest and zing was closed on abrupt ACHE.
I wandered ¦¦¦¦¦¦ as a cloud
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ o'er vales and hills,
When ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ I saw a crowd,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ of golden daffodils;
¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
They stretched in never-ending line
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
Ten thousand ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Tossing their heads ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ such ¦¦¦ jocund company:
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
What wealth the show to me had brought:
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ when on my couch I lie
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ pensive mood,
They flash upon ¦¦¦¦ inward eye
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ the bliss of solitude;
¦¦¦ then my heart ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ dances with the daffodils.
(Blackout of )
JOY and JINKS
Jolly jocund jubilant Jack Frost wearing thick jacket
joyfully jumped sharp on snow losing jade-locket
Jolted backward by snowstorm yet looked jovial.
Jeered on a jetty jackal rushing from jungle, not trivial.
Junior Jack in jean- jersey with sister Jill Joined to skate.
Jim Jogged, carrying jars of jam, jelly, jaggery in basket.
Jingle bells ringing, Jack jigging, drinking juice from jug.
Joe, friend of Jack drove jerking jeep, met Jack, gave hug.
John, a Joker cum juggler catching and throwing snowballs
Jupiter-Juno both jocose junketing under heavy snowfall.
Jewel thief Jacob fell on snow, picked the lost jade-stone.
Javelins- throw on snowy field managed by Jacqueline alone.
12/17/20
Second Place
Alliteration Contest by Eve Roper
Second Place
Podium Placing Promise (6) Contest by Brian Strand.
aye …
on such
divine evenings, thus,
are perfect odes not freely spun?
the Perseids, dancing their
jocund jigs -
capricious, evanescent stripes of
golden ire under a tapestry
of wonders …
watching rapt, ever-attentive,
streaking, burning ephemeral, as if the
gods themselves trace their
fingertips gently on
a phosphorescent brine …
but this, yet,
a sea of suns, amaranthine …
I wonder, could it be …
they are fleeting?
the hopes of idle angels, perhaps,
dying bright in the veil of Zion -
plunging to the earth
as if mortal …
perchance, they're pearls of Sol -
strands of liquid morning,
to adorn, pure, the breast of Heaven …
could be …
they're forsaken souls -
lost spirits, given one last chance to
burn their id on the firmament …
or even yet …
the wondrous wishes of children,
sparking to life in the midst of
their deepest dreaming,
and then … gone …
oh, surely,
it must be that,
their bright, momentary glory can
be meant for ONLY such
tender fancies,
the imaginings of youth,
the one fit and worthy vessel for
such runes …
and I, but their ever-willing caretaker …
picking each one from
the fiery vault like precious
gems from a parcel,
and plopping them, sweet,?
into the deep, soft pocket of my joys … thus,
on such divine evenings ...
aye!
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Shooting Stars" Poetry Contest, Nayda Ivette Negron, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Your Choice (5), Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile One" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Cosmos" Poetry Contest, Thvia Shetley, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 4th Place ~ in the "Spring" Poetry Contest, Craig Cornish, Judge & Sponsor.
~ Poem of the Day ~ on Poetry Soup.com, awarded August 7, 2017.
.
Such a rash stimulus before
mine eyes
which has caused the naïve
reach
from
the likes of i
Though each day
(it seems)
buffoon
winks back at me through the
reflective pane
a jocund feeling over comes
me
almost becoming ecstatic
It has many of times
caused
the jingle
yes as in
rhyme and verse
yes
many passionate words
from the lift of
her curse
WILL-SLAP-ROCK
Perilous mixed up in the industry,
Troubled rumbled "situationship" tainted gentry,
epitomize a couple's open chemistry?
Oh...!!! What a timely tangle
that spangled in a world of Illuminati triangle.
Society's predicament sums up a night of quagmire
even though the story ends up ephemeral.
In betwixt the slap and Rock
was a moment with Chris and his long talk.
In betwixt Will Smith's "Oscar best actor" win,
was a comedy of errors and his open sin;
Global warming was the cheek of Chris Rock,
Oblivious of the disgrace that he couldn't duck
but had to be man enough
to receive that hot stuff,
steaming like a hot stove.
Twas like a Hollywood movie
that makes you shock, jocund or moody,
like when Mom hits you in front of your friends
and you act like it didn't hurt.
And so, "everybody hates Chris"
for cranking-up a bald joke about Jada Smith
but missed the moment Will noticed Jada wasn't having it
and had to slap Chris Rock for it,
just to make up for laughing so hard in a bit.
And just like that in one hour half,
this saga was passed around more than his wife.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©March 28th, 2022.
I blanched at a note serene rhetoric quest
and my soul literally grimaced at it
to fancy about forthcoming event or final rest,
how then too continue to last bit.
i glided away throughout, to get a pious glimpse
of an urchin, from whose countenance innocence dribbled
and with deep cosmic eyes and undone whims
contrary to soul, which under circumstances feebled.
jocund child with so much to tell
not only with lips but with eyes too
she silently perches in my heart's dell
and never to her i will bid adieu.
i love to hear her puerile talks,
and way she pour her emotion
it conjures me and my mind blocks,
and with self same ecstasy lull my heart's ocean.
i drove my feet to her tawny hut
and peeped expecting someone to see
but my eyes wide, soul aghast and senses shut
to hear a piercing voice claiming that forever she had flee.
that scarce moment drove me insane
and made me lay weekly supine
and sight by sight my heart pain
and my soul continuously pine.
-: AKASH SANGWAN