Long Maia Poems

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Premium Member Vaccine Mania

Vaccine Maia

Oh, joy, the magic, potion is here!
To be injected in the arm, not my
derrière!

I am no fool to buy like eternal swishing via a potion.
This is sone magical health revolution.

I'd rather die, by God's voice.
Nor Big Brothers demanding choice.

Like worms is a fresh apple they've taken freedoms away.
People hide and are depressed
and their emotions sway.

With masks I can take no more...
And no, in front of this face, I will
not sport a plastic door.!

No,you may not tell me with whom 
I might dine, 
Nor fine me, because my life is mine!

Stand up for your freedoms, stop
being fool's fear ghoul .
Fear of the virus is their the politicos' main pain political tools.

Rise up nations, make your case.
You are about to have all freedoms erased!


                11-24-2020
Form: Couplet


Premium Member Mayborn

Fiery sun's endeavors to scorch the buds and blossoms fail
As pre-monsoon drizzles cool and caress the environs
Maia and Laxmi, goddesses of spring, slowly sail
Optimism and adventure spread wings, shushing storm's sirens.

My human form moulded to be born in May merriment
My conscience and consciousness cascade from the divine source.
With the leaven of truth, each word and deed of mine ferment
As the breeze gives breath to this month, love becomes my life force.

Adele, Will Arnett, Megan Fox, and Lenny the Kravitz
How sweet, Rabindranath Tagore too, bloomed in this season!
The labourers, who still are suffering for their birthrights
If He's made me a Mayborn, doesn't God have his reason?

As graces of fruitfulness reach the zenith of goodness
May the almighty, day by day, lead me towards fullness!
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Karen O'Leary—my Poetry Soup Pal!

She should have been Hera, goddess queen of heaven, the sister-wife of 
Zeus, king of the gods; she would have caught him one Friday night tipping 
Out while she sleeps to visit one of his plumy wives and over 100 relations. 
She would have said, “Sit down Zeus; let me inform you about the laws of 
Property settlement and child support in heaven with a concrete poem.”

She would have straightened up Aphrodite, goddess of love and lust.
Especially when Aphrodite was caught red-handed making love to
Her son, Ares, the God of war, she probably would have said, “Now look 
Here woman, quit messing with my son and creating all this rumblings in
Heaven with the gods.” I could see some Lanturne poems floating

She would have acted as the sister of Demeter, goddess of fertility,
Agriculture, and harvest, a sister of Zeus. Because she would have 
Blessed women with children who need them, and also farmers
With great harvest and crops to feed their families and sustain the 
People across the land, by waving a haiku poem in her healing hands

She would have screamed as the sister of Hermes, the crooked cattle-rustling
God; son of Zeus and Maia, who stole his brother, Apollo’s cows, then
Lied, and swore before Zeus, their father, “That even if I knew who stole 
Apollo’s cattle, I would not even accept a reward for finding the thief.” 
She would have gave her crooked brother, and son of Zeus, a flying senryu

She would have been with Athena, the virgin goddess of wisdom, reason, and 
Heroic endeavors; the daughter of Zeus, and Titan goddess of wise counsel 
Métis, especially when Athena appeared onto Swift-footed demigod,
Achilles, and told him, “Sheathe your sword and defeat Agamemnon, the 
Greek king with words of wisdom.”  I could see some wise epigram poems 

She was probably counseled by Apollo, her brother, god of music, healing, and 
Poetry; the son of Zeus and the Titan goddess Leto. Because she has cared 
For the sick in hospital emergency rooms, and has also stimulated us for years 
With her poetic muse. She has counseled many along the way and has calmed
Many storms with loving charm. “Hail my sister in Christ—Karen O’Leary!”

Happy birthday angel and wishing you many more for years to come!

Chronicles of a Taurean Girl

I am a Taurean Girl
Adorned in strength of character’s veil
Valour and grace held as a scepter
Born in a month named after Maia
Nurtured in the magnificent land of Gaia 

I am a Taurean Girl
Rare and fearfully made as a clear pearl
Exuding confidence in mauve Louboutins
Blessed with the gift of gab and soul
Wherein lies the passion that makes me whole

I am a Taurean Girl
Madly in love with a Capricorn gentleman
Whose dreams resemble that of an airman
Strong, passionate, he makes the heart airlift
And brings with the blessing of two precious Libran gifts

I am a Taurean Girl
Endowed with the rich blessing of Abraham
Ever smiling, cheerful, intelligent, quirky in nature
Like red wine, maturing, getting better with age
Eager to continue writing fresh memories on life's priceless page...

Dreams For a Moment

Tonight I closed my eyes to pray
God.. let me feel, hear, and touch
Remove earth's blinders from me 
Oh vulnerability... almost too much

Suddenly,
Your dreams for a moment.. felt
Such beauty I can't describe
Love's song unleashed in me
Lyrics danced and wouldn't hide

Star's wonder, I now could touch
Each of them knew your name 
We embraced, I saw you there
Felt things that can't be tamed

Heaven's breeze began to speak
Your sacred secrets into my ear
Caressing my heart into belief
She's yours, if only.. stay near

Your dreams for a moment.. felt
Sweet dreams carried on the wind 
Such a fierce and breathless love
Two hearts, now one...
... we'll never end!

~Lyric Man

Note: This write is an echo lyric to Maia Lewis' "If For A Moment" (you must go and read it!). My song is about a guy who answers that "if" question, by asking God to allow him to feel, hear, and touch what's going on inside the heart of a particular girl.
© Lyric Man  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric


Premium Member May

May

Emerald green sepals unfurled reveal
pearl-white lily petals
under the blossoming May tree.
                       ***

Note:
   The name for the month May comes from the Greek goddess Maia (a Roman earth goddess of fertility). May is a girl’s name, which can also be used as a pet name for Mary or Margaret. The emerald is the month of May’s birthstone, which symbolizes love and success, and the representative flower for the month is the woodland flowering lily of the valley. Although not considered true lilies, calla lilies are cultivated for their colourful flowers and beautiful leaves.
   White calla lilies bring an aura of innocence and are regarded as good luck charms for weddings. The representative tree for the month is the hawthorn tree, aka the “May tree,” because its flowers blossom in May.
Form: Imagism

Tumblelina

Tumbelina was all.in.
all thumbs
Trying to be friends
in a church of One
planted when barely
a young and tender seed
the switch made magic
so the Lady could conceive

”...lay this here…”
so the child can receive

”...and keep this clear…”
into make believe.

silent in the cradle
and peaceful in her sleep
the walnut rocks
to a timeless beat
then out of shadow
and into the mist
an old toad came
stealing Lady’s wish
the tiny maiden fair
was to Spoon, the Dish
but…
she was saved 
by the butterfly
a slightly coy fish
she drifted on a lily
making new a wish
and then…
through a field of cush
the May bug flew
crying Tumble! 
I’ve seen ya!
It’s true! It’s true!

”... it’s in her new name…”

but discard her he did 
when his friends cried
“shame!”

she was desperate now
through Winter’s cold claim
taking shelter with Mice
no understanding her way

”...be kind to the neighbor
marry the Mole…” he’d say

repulsed at the thought
swallowing hard one day
she escaped the dark night
and ran herself aWay

”... I like your crazy pants…”

hidden in the roses
a fairy Prince enchants

”... you’re just my size…”
he said

and so began
their bit of romance.

He kissed her on the eyes
...Maia…
he whispered
it’s been a sureprize!

”... and all became fair
in their living true lives…”
© Izzy Gumbo  Create an image from this poem.
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