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The Story of Every Daughter
They say a daughter has two homes, One — her mother’s house, where her childhood roams,From birth until the day she’s wed,That first sweet home where her dreams are fed.
The other home is called her in-laws’,Where after marriage she follows life’s laws,Till her final breath, that is her stay,Her joys and tears live there each day.
That journey from her parents’ side,
Carries a silent ache she hides,
Those tender moments she recalls,
Bring quiet tears that softly fall.
She wonders — how did she grow apart?
From parents once so close to her heart.
Now her childhood home feels far away,A place she visits on festive days.
She learns to nurture every tie,
To give and take, to compromise,
Before, she shopped just for her delight,Now she chooses for others with care and sight.
Once carefree and light at heart,
Marriage makes responsibility her part,No one taught her how to be strong,Life itself showed her all along.
A daughter’s path is rarely light,
More emotional than outward fight,
Each time she breaks, she weeps in pain,Yet rises stronger again and again.
This is the story of every girl,
Of silent strength in an unseen world,She falls, she heals, she stands anew,And finds her power shining through.
Distant Things
Our memories are distant things
that live among our yesterdays.
They live in thoughts, and each one brings
those moments framed in many ways.
Like photographs and video...
the copies of those moments past;
those distant things we want to know
are safe within these things that last.
Though often lost...reality;
we miss the real-time moments when
we strive to make the copies be
those 'moments' to watch once again.
So oft we view life through a lens,
or on a cell phone high-tech screen;
events of family or friends...
but miss the 'in-the-moment' scene.
Our memories are distant things
that should be felt in real time,
for once they're gone, can never bring
that 'we are there' joy so sublime.
Our memories are distant things...
reruns of life replayed once more;
but copies miss the thrill that brings
those real-life moments to adore.
June 9, 2016
Contest: Screwed XX
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
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Judged: 06/12/2016
Two hearts begin together
Full of love, light and laughter
They grow strong and carry on
Through good and bad, happy and sad
Struggling past pain and sorrow
Finding the courage to face each tomorrow
Two hearts color the world
In hues of joy, inspiration and truth
Smiling through the heartbreak
Encouraging and enlightening
Through many troubles and pains
Growing wiser with each passing day
Two hearts breathe passion and praise
Into a world full of anger and angst
Greeting the moments, each one a new feel
For the hope, faith and love that sweetens
Life with such appeal to the senses
Of serenity that lives within the spirit
Two hearts grace the world with compassion
A gentleness that feeds the barren desert
Of a heart who has mysteriously dried up
Leaving only bitterness and black disgust
With flow of crimson floods – warming to the touch
Tenderness feeds the soul a second chance at love
Two hearts merge to become one flesh
Raising awareness for the hope that comes from
Giving back to another – the joy that pours
Through the soul who listens to the One
Who is in control of this world and everyone
If we only take a moment to give Him credit
Two hearts, one hope – one joy – one love
Pieced together through faith in the One who knows
Life is only a moment – a glimpse into time
When there is assurance that we will soon find
Eternity comes calling to the soul who knows
Life is preparation for the everlasting, immutable…
Unchanging, abiding, undying – life eternal!
Life is only a silent thought…
While eternity reminds us we have it all
If we simply listen to the call
The whisper of the heart and soul
Who know God is a living God
And He blesses with eternal life
When we heed the pleading
Of the Spirit’s believing
In Jesus Christ, His Son
The One who died for us all
And lives in a heavenly home
The Audience Falls Silent Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
May 5, 2021
I was happy in a dysfunctional relationship
Never wanted to leave this man
Who put me down and made me feel
Like I was just a little crazy
Or maybe – a lot crazy
We had something special even though it hurt
The way we tortured one another with love
That should have been faithful and true
But was really adulterous and shrewd
I was happy with my place as a wife
To the man who I loved despite
Drunken moments of deception
And dreaded pain of rejection
He was my love
And oh, how I loved this man
He held the world in his hand
I married him young, just seventeen
And discovered that he could move the earth
It didn’t matter that he wasn’t perfect
In my heart, I saw him as flawless
He looked like a classic Marine
Or a highway patrolman
He would have fit the uniform
It was love, though, that made him so special
It wasn’t that he sang me love songs
Or made me feels so blessed
With gifts of acceptance
It wasn’t that the bad outweighed the best
Feelings that were hurt beyond grief that lasts
When we parted there was everything left
To say and yet we said – nothing.
Tampa Bay Lightning v. Montréal Canadiens
This is the real duel of the fates
The battle between two worthy opponents
The clash against two powerhouses
The Lightning are hungry for one reason
To have revenge the sweep from last year's postseason
The Canadiens are hungry for one reason
To avenge the sweep from this year's regular season
From their leaders to their final defenders
With their playing styles to their shining moments
One side stands Stamkos, Johnson, and Bishop
While on the other side stands Subban, Pacioretty, and Price
From firing the tesla coils of bolts
To burning the fire from its torch
From the bay of the blue and white
To the sea of blue, white, and red
From Thunderbug against Youppi!
"Let's Go Bolts!" against "Go Habs Go!"
The intensity will reach into new heights
It will leave a fan at the very edge of their seats
Hearts will collide between this rivalry
Their pride and honor will be at high stakes
This is the true glory of hockey...
The glory between the storm and the fire
We have waited long and now momentarily pause
to lose ourselves in the Western skies of spring;
our mellow looks follow them until dusky evening...
ask the awe-captured painter how they seduce!
Even the big mountains in the background seem blue,
below them discover lovely bluebells that surely ensue
beauty by waving in prairies dotted with yellow daisies;
spend an afternoon in contemplating the red canyons!
And resting beneath the motionless clouds, be dazzled
by radiance: deep moments of awareness can stupefy;
go back in time by imagining the same California sky
that the old explorers saw heading West to seek gold.
Walk farther towards the blue lake, wide and clear,
it steals indigo from the above sky to look pretty;
the cactus in full bloom proclaim the desert's glory
once seen by young, wild cowboys who chased deer.
Written on 3/36/2016
You have such beautiful eyes.
The kind that makes the stars
To shine with their devices.
They silently send me delirious.
When they conjure up such fantasies.
I drift along with them into haunting bliss.
When the phantasmic prepares my mind.
With images to mesmerized.
Within the trance, a world is refined.
Stirring with beauty in your eyes.
Spinning an intricate web of surprises
And capture loves ghosts in disguises.
The glance of grace marred the chaste
Convey me to a seductive place.
Where I can sway in your embrace.
In sleep, dreams are waiting to reveal.
All the sensation I intensely feel.
Deep in your eyes, they are concealed.
Emotional scale carefully cradled.
Feelings passionately scrambled.
Make the fiber of love come untangled.
We met at the crossroads
A border between us
Enjoying the chill in the air
Maple leaf whispers
Where no one could listen
Feelings our hearts longed to share
Poetic sunsets
In hibiscus shimmers
Dreams sent adrift on the sea
Firefly kisses
Alone in the twilight
So much in love, you and me
Then in a wind storm
The leaves began swirling
A cloud in the sky did appear
Blocking the sunlight
The warmth of our passion
Filling my body with fear
You started walking
A different direction
Down on my knees I just fell
No sense in praying
For you were my heaven
And now life for me became hell
Some days I wonder
Well, honestly always
If I ever cross through your mind
Do you remember
Our moments together
And all of the love we did find
We met at the crossroads
A border between us
That day I will never forget
But now I sit lonely
My poor heart is broken
Reliving the day that we met
(Dedication: For Ann)
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On this fine day, one simple thought:
Unwrap the gift, urge knows fond stray;
Rise to life's play, roar in sweet spot.
Ask love to lift, apt as fine sway;
Note kind align, new and old ways;
Nice fragrant spice, notice wit style;
Indulge these signs, include word play;
Voice speaks so nice, verbs that spring smiles;
Embrace swift flow, endear old times;
Reach and recall, reap gracious feel;
See that sure glow, sense beyond rhymes;
Aim since the fall, art that now heals;
Rest funds the quest, rich moments thrill;
Yield to pure grace, yes peace floods will.
Leon Enriquez
10 October 2014
Singapore
An angel whispers in my ear
A sound of sweet enchanted bliss,
an angel whispers in my ear
When echoes waft a tender kiss,
and of these words I come hear
In thoughts of everlasting love,
now sung in heavens wondrous key
Soft melodies from up above,
euphoric phrases come to me
With promises of every smile,
upon my face that I might wear
Neath skies of mesmerizing style
and endless valleys born to share
For as she speaks my heart does race
in rapid pace and chanted flow
As on this day my eyes do trace,
a beauty that I long to know
With wings of woven silken sheen,
a’ shimmer in the midday light
And eyes once found within a dream,
as breath escapes upon this sight
My knees now weak I fall the ground,
oh this old soul can not believe
Of all the others cast around,
this angel comes to only me
When then her hands extend her side,
to lift me from my fallen stay
Lost moments of my soul confide,
are long forgotten on this day
I listen as she speaks again,
to end my once eternal fear
Affection from her lips to send,
an angel whispers in my ear
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Inspired by a comment my sweet friend
Charmaine Chircop
left today on my poem
“Here on this beach”