Long Monchielle stanza Poems
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Men glassed, broke, gunned down, dying
Why do they feel the need for all this fighting,
Over pigment precious postcodes and petty people lying,
Now there up in the sky flying.
Lay down your guns,
To save our daughters and sons,
Lay down the weapons,
Before more lives are taken,
No more souls need to be souring through the skies.
One stupid situation now causes a life to be taken,
Everyone seems to be be carrying a knife, gun or weapon,
Which is fine until disrespect is thrown around for fun,
Your disrespect has you staring down the barrel of a gun,
And then bang you’ve just disrespected the wrong one,
Lay down your guns,
To save our daughters and sons,
Lay down the weapons,
Before more lives are taken,
No more souls need to be souring through the skies.
A war on the streets has begun,
It’s to late for mothers to try and save there sons,
Ones banged up 25 to life
Another’s young soul is soaring through the skies.
Lay down your guns,
To save our daughters and sons,
Lay down the weapons,
Before more lives are taken,
No more souls need to be souring through the skies.
As you rise ranks you slaughter your brothers homies the lot
This is what you really want to be on top,
Putting people 6 feet under Before they can steal your slot,
It’s easy right all it took was just one solitary shot.
Lay down your guns,
To save our daughters and sons,
Lay down the weapons,
Before more lives are taken,
No more souls need to be souring through the skies.
You fiercely fight for this so called rep,
And wont tolerate discriminative disrespect,
Yet the you the streets preach racism and hate
Ruling with violence so you can dominate.
Lay down your guns,
To save our daughters and sons,
Lay down the weapons,
Before more lives are taken,
No more souls need to be souring through the skies.
They don't understand you have to protect your people,
Save the ones you love from such poverty and evil,
While keeping the food on the table,
The streets holla to make an easy dollar,
But at what price is a human life,
Think before you pull out that knife.
Lay down your guns,
To save our daughters and sons,
Lay down the weapons,
Before more lives are taken,
No more souls need to be souring through the skies.
" Verse, my cherished harbour.." By Poet
Poetry fills my life....
when intoxicated
with captivating sight,
verse my cherished harbour...
uninhibited flight ~
Poetry fills my life ~
when emotions poignant
intense passions drown heart
I feel like a lone bird
broken-hearted to part ~
Poetry fills my life ~
with exhilaration
feel rewarded each day,
divine inspiration
to almighty I pray ~
Poetry fills my life ~
hills, mountains, deep oceans...
as blessings in my world,
fascinating galore..
nature’s mercy unfurled~
April 7, 2022
Form M - Monchielle - New Poetry Contest
Theme: Poetry
Sponsor: Constance La France
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FIRST PLACE
Poem on Poetry Muse Contest
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
FIRST PLACE
4/5/2025
On my picket fence, irritating, screeching black crows at me,
do sounds, so fearlessly make!
So having had it, I bought a lovely, pine cottage, on the
shores of Angel Cloud Lake.
There I will begin writing my book and yes, it already has an editor
and a first custmer…….really is my heart’s secret song.
I am committed to fine work,no matter how long!
My mentor, in England, knows that penning truth is my passion,
aware of both angels and devils, that do abound.
As a fireplace blazes and sets my ideas, so logicallly sound.
Oh, how many decades on doing this, I,with joy, finally found!
I am reaching for the moon, not one to hide from truth, lest I pen
beauty, be neath words of trivial muck and mire!
Or, worse..to write poetry as soul touching, as a flattened, old tire?
The world is full of classic poets, sadly loathed by the younger
generation.
Wherein poets like Shakespeare and Keats, do lie with their works,
devoured by some, mad, popular poet- form infestation!.
Panagiota Romios OPA!
Dedication to Robert Lindley
With my honor and love, to Robert Lindley! Though you are not writing at present, you saw something in me, that I did not see. I do not think I am
great or stunning!….
But you told me that, “even though nobody would read me, to not let that
stop me! I kept my word to him So thank you, Robert wherever you are.. I do miss you. And your impeccable poetry. And character.
Love…Panagiota
Marble crosses of faith
A solemn reminder
Of those who shared one goal
Freedoms fight for glory
Grief of nations, their toll
Marble crosses of faith
Buried soldiers, lay deep
Surrendering to death
To honor their belief
Fighting with their last breath
Marble crosses of faith
In depths deep with promise
Known and unknown they sleep
A duty, not in vain
A pledge they fought to keep
Marble crosses of faith
Reeling above the sea
A humble place of peace
Where headstones mark their graves
The price of war to cease
Date: April 6, 2022
For: Form - M- Monchielle - Poetry Soup Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Theme: Death
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Placed 3rd in contest
On Nativity Night
On Nativity night
Of the Lord`s Only Son
Let bells of piety
Chime for divine reasons
As marks of pure gaiety;
On Nativity night
Let bells ring in churches
As signs of unity
To honour His Son`s birth
In sublime purity;
On Nativity night
Let `s sing His divine hymns
To spread His love afar
Right over space and time
Like the bright Northern star;
On Nativity night
Let us convey His peace
With wreaths of purity
That man may feel His bliss
In warm fraternity.
When Shining Spring Sets In
When shining spring sets in,
The earth takes a new birth
Sheds all its snowy screen
Dons itself a new dress
To boast as a queen;
When shining spring sets in,
Let`s welcome it with thrill
With its carpets of greens
On the bed of all hills
Which every eye can glean;
When shining spring sets in,
Trees cloak in newer veils
To court singing sparrows,
Eye flowers in full bloom
And vie with their halo;
When shining spring sets in,
Human heart swells anew;
With the warm breeze of spring,
The spirit beams with joy
And souls with bliss do swing.
Stand at the waters edge
it's you I long to see,
over an ocean blue.
Walk the sand to find peace,
as I wait to see you.
Stand at the waters edge
watching the morning sun,
you have been in motion.
I miss our fun all day,
in the cool wet ocean.
Stand at the waters edge
remembering you left,
watching the birds go by.
Oh my heart was left here,
I just wanted to die.
Stand at the waters edge
come home very quickly,
I will pray on one knee.
Our time is standing still,
you still belong to me.
Date Written:4/6/2022
3 Place
#4. ocean/sea ~~ HowManySyllables
Form M - Monchielle - New Poetry Contest
Monchielle Stanza poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Along the path of life
An abiding faith lies,
The primrose lines the way
Through winter’s harshest wrath;
A vernal lush display.
Along the path of life
Amongst abandoned leaves,
Vibrant, petal gems rise
On mounds of jaded green;
Through fickle April skies.
Along the path of life
Serenity and peace,
Where Lenten Roses bloom;
Evergreen woody stems
Emerging from earths womb.
Date: April 16, 2022
For: All April in Monchielle Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
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Grammar verified on Poetry Soup
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Placed 4th in contest
" There is a life and there is a death,
and there are beauty and melancholy between."
Quote _ Albert Camis
Everything was fading ...
and I was just floating,
in a white gauzy place;
and I heard mother's voice,
then, glimpses of her face !
Everything was fading ...
my name was an echo,
in a forest sublime;
I ran towards her voice,
that sweet voice lost in time !
Everything was fading ...
I ran through tangled trees,
weeping, please wait for me;
and the soft wind whispered,
go back- angel would be !
Everything was fading ...
I could hear odd noises,
sister kissing my hand;
her tears wet on my skin,
back- I held tight her hand !
Everything was fading ...
the forest became dreams,
yet, I was filled with peace;
and my heart held no doubt,
life is a masterpiece !
__________________
April 26, 2022
Poetry/Monchielle/Everything Was Fading
Copyright Protected, 04-1451-050-26
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Near Death Experience
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke, Judged 04/07/2022
Second Place
As above, so below ~
spake the Kybalion;
old Hermetic wisdom,
transcends body prison,
leads us to God’s kingdom.
As above, so below ~
energies intersect
in our radiant heart,
infused by magnetism,
on adding love to cart.
As above, so below ~
thus God in-dwells within,
as glow of innocence,
bliss entwined love and light,
of soul’s luminescence.
As above, so below ~
choose then soul’s vibration,
aligned with love divine,
becoming living light,
under the oneness sign.
11-May-2022
Notes:
The Seven Hermetic Principles, upon which the entire Hermetic Philosophy is based, are as follows:
I. The Principle of Mentalism.
II. The Principle of Correspondence.
III. The Principle of Vibration.
IV. The Principle of Polarity.
V. The Principle of Rhythm.
VI. The Principle of Cause and Effect.
VII. The Principle of Gender.
Here’s a free pdf of the book, courtesy, archive.org ~ https://ia902606.us.archive.org/10/items/kybalionstudyofh00thre/kybalionstudyofh00thre.pdf