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"In those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth." - John Milton
Valleys, fields, meadows and hills take on a sunny glow.
Everything is fresh, and nature’s new creatures flourish and grow.
Rains pour down; mountain streams joined to rivers flow.
Never at least till fall must I worry about streets filled with snow.
Abloom are various flowers and trees; they put on beautiful show.
Life renews and songs fill the air as spring’s birds fly to and fro.
from the logline of the movie
World of Aleins, by Orratto.....
They stand in verse of me: allied by their ego's: repretations and their want
for a new world. A world that they wish me not to be apart of.
Their scientist invent, their armies game, their politications make ways to exclude me. They make their enemy my friend that I might devoure him with my own wants and ambitions, that he is destroyed, because they wish to trust me more than he. When they lack finace they take from my sources, then I must find creative ways to take back what they've taken. when technolies become old, they find us, and try to eliminate us, to make-up from what they feel we took away from them. When my science is fact, they beleivethe fiction of my propaganda.But when our world became threatened by The Aleins within, we along with other leaders, united to achieve onething, removal of these aliens to their own world, and then we had to find ways to accomadate these new creatures created by the union of Aleins and Humans. All done in lieu of the government. all done with the full understanding that the invasion would come from these new people.it took our world nine years to even discover the Aleins, then when they uncovered the plot, the plans of these people. They sought the poor, and coupled with them, all with the backing of the Alein homeworld, they gave them gold and platinum, and when they found mates, one's who were willing and able to have babies, they were paid in gold, and platinum. bringing new wealth to people.t they bought companies making people richer, when they looked into these new ways they saw nothing that would cause suspension, only that they targeted the certain types of people. One day in Febuary at a hospital in New Guinia, a baby was born, with two anntanas behind it ears, that's when they discovered certain traits of dna, that weren't human, and not of this world. These began the Euroafromerica commitions of human welfare, which discovered the exsistance of Aleins on earth. Weathy men got together to create hero's, they used their technologies to make supermen, one's who could fly, and had superstranghts, these are the formations of the "Power Friends" the saviors of the Universe!
As the evening sun dipped in the blood-red horizon,
A gust of Silence came, whispered and then hushed
The warm air that was hastily passing the dungeon
Of thick scrub where the quivering grasses blushed.
The last flickering of Sun vanished and it was time.
Darkened, It was time for hunting and to be hunted.
The primordial cycle of hunt began in a raw chime
Of survival for the fittest. All hunt now enchanted.
Night here is so horrifying, even the Breeze dares
To sound its airy hum. Predators roam everywhere.
From the high branches, dark caves, dark soil-crater
And thick bushes, the primordial Eye of Death stares.
The Primordial creatures trample, fly, glide, clutch
With their teeth, claws, peaks soaked in the blood.
Creatures perish, new creatures emerge here in such
A world of Hunters, Hunted. All wander like cloud.
Sometimes the silence is deafening
Listening for something not hearing a thing
Walk past a door for at least a snore
But none is heard while we are listening
Every night this fear comes so near
Now I know parentings every fear
Though I am just a brother I look at
What morning will discover that fatal attach
The drugs of today are not like them we discovered
Parents would smell them and keep it within
Now I can see with my guilt displayed
My secrets their secrets for some reason made
But today is different I see pill taking hold
Legalization making a new creatures unfold
Though I'm not a parent as parenting unfolds
I still feel the fear of my disgust
Every night passing the door with its distrust.
*A small lake named Serenity am I,
well hidden here among the fragrant pines;
reflecting the **cerulean of sky
till Sun behind the distant peak reclines.
***Now humming bugs crepuscular emerge
to greet the twilight’s creeping. Next a fawn
has soundlessly appeared upon my verge.
A lapping in the stillness. . . then she’s gone.
*Dawn arrives. I’m longing to be painted
**once again by sun, the color azure.
Jubilant that I remain untainted,
***I croon to nature, rippling my rapture.
New creatures on two legs disrupt my peace!
Who comes here? Must my serenade now cease?
(For the Designed by Devise Poetry Contest of Debbie Guzzi)
NOTES:
* Stanza one: Personification & metaphor of the lake
**Alliteration of S in line one
The alliteration continues with the words small/serenity/cerulean/sky/Sun/diStant
*** Stanza two: Assonance of the sound U as in “cup” with humming and bugs
Also the assonance of the ee sound in greet/creeping/soundlessLY/appeared/shE’s
* In Stanza three: Dawn is added to the personification. The lake continues to be
Personified in the entire stanza.
**Also there is Assonance throughout with the U sound
again: Once/ sUn/ cOlor/ jubilAnt as well as the long A sound of line 3’s remain & untainted plus line 4’s nAture.
***Alliteration of R/P sounds line 4:croon/rippling/rapture.
He thought on all the attributes of Spring
The landscapes deliquescing, day-by-day
On white and gray and drab, so giving way
To all the hue-infusions life could bring
New creatures of all size, some on-the-wing
A bud and blossom dance of shadow-play
The grand and graceful grass and leaf ballet
A breath, alive with things that buzz and sing.
Yet now those wondrous joys of life's debut
Were things that only photos would recall
For Man had turned the living earth into
A dead and frozen planet, thru-and-thru.
Yet there above, the Sea of Suns did call -
A hope for Man's next Spring was there ... he knew.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "March Poems Old or New for Prizes Part 3 Easter Series" Poetry Contest, Carolyn Devonshire, Judge & Sponsor.
The ship was coming towards us, their eyes held the blue color of deception, the skin pinkish glow.
Smelled poverty with a demonic appetite to murder and plunder the resources of others.
A fictitious smile appeared on their faces, and the devil incarnate imaged in them. These are demonic new creatures on Earth.
Stepped on the fertile land, it became barren, their presence polluted the natural world,the devil incarnate is here now!
Where there was happiness, they brought miseries.
Where they were abundance, they brought scarcity.
Where they were peace, they brought conflict.
Where they were healing, they brought aggravate.
Where they were holiness, they brought wickedness.
Where they were brotherhood and sisterhood, they brought hatred.
Where they were oneness, they brought Discord.
The Devil incarnate is here. He is the source of evil in the world today.
By Chanda Katonga.
Vernally, I'm reminded of resurrection's redemptive power. Seeds are encapsulated throughout winter's freeze, cradled in their protective hull until conditions are ready. Dying to themselves, the endosperm must sacrifice its contents so that the morphing seed will have substance to feed off of. When sufficient warmth is reached, they instinctively know to rise. Ceasing to be a seed, a plant instead emerges. Roots extend deep as green expands toward celestial cyan. Even so we must die to ourselves to emerge as new creatures.
arise anew
burst forth buds
creation continues its course
3-31-2021
Springtime Haibun Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsor: M. L. Kiser
Welcome to Itsy Bitsy Pitsy Ritzy Chitzy planet.
Where the west is run by faeries and elves.
The east is run by those-who-shall-not-be-named.
That’s where crocodiles and sharks live, so stay out of that place!
I slather myself most of the time pretty much to middle earth.
The only danger here is the Voracious Victorious Volcano.
Because it dispenses hot pink lava at noon, daily.
No problem to me. That is when I swim with dolphins.
The dolphin swimming is done for free.
No one spots you, but the whales keep you safe.
They are there too. Blue Dad and Red Mom.
They are not bossy, but make sure everyone stays alive.
Welcome to Itsy Bitsy Pitsy Ritzy Chitzy planet,
There are too many new creatures to speak of.
They are being birthed daily, so here are some guide books.
Come back in an hour, and get new ones. That’s how fast we update.
We are not sure why this planet has constant new species.
The faeries and the giants might have something to do with it.
Here is a Wiccan; she could probably enlighten us too.
Except, I am a bit fearful. She transmogrified me into an elf once.
I nod to her, but she does not see me. She is a bit “off”.
Which is saying a lot because we are all “off” – it is how we got here.
Others do not come to visit, even our amusement park.
Flying pigs are in charge of the funnel cakes. They are marvelous.
Welcome to Itsy Bitsy Pitsy Ritzy Chitzy planet,
A place where misfits are welcome.
Watch out! Someone just got thrown from an airplane.
We do not die here; we are immortal. Another perk.
God has revealed His new creatures
those that are in Christ no less
showing His godly character to be
this is required for your heavenly dress
When one looks upon those ones
that professes to be so very holy
so often carnality is all seen
one must judge looking very slowly
Look circumspectively just to see
where's the evidence of Christ's effect
is there humility, grace and meekness
traits of Jesus but so often just defect
In an age of much God rejection
rationalism and apostacy rules the day
where's the change of lives and morals
little evidence too of man's urge to pray
Paul spoke of a real new change
old things to go everything was new
revival is required to save society
God's powerful effect long overdue
("Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.")
2 Corinthians 5: 17 (KJV)