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Written: March 18, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Rick Parise

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A tall tree stands quietly, imparting its tales,
dew drops fall like stars in the morning.
Flowers develop beautifully before tossing,
the sky gradually shifts color, to our avail.

Nature's ever-changing splendor is shown,
life's passing events are cleanly captured.
Solitude fosters heartfelt attraction backward,
stillness possesses what time implies on its own.
 
Watching seasons perform in their ballet,
dinge is a profuse nostrum nature may spray.
Every breath causes life to wither and sway,
leaves become gold and then float away.

© Sotto Poet  

Independence panacea dashingly suggests
      We purchase our palace hexagonal 
      Reoriented Nerida handed padlock, blessed 
      Fathoms red cross heiress of hospital 


      Imposter student enrols wild idea envisaged 
      Wider scope than she ever deserved
      Ostentatious vistas brew broadwater blizzard
      Novice nurse serves a nostrum absurd

    
      Ultraviolet facet inferno disco jive diamond
      Wears title queen of high hive divine
      Fanciful feminine accepts novel assignment
      Redhead remedy writes Chapter 119

     

                    
                    Third of February 
               Thank you, dear old Doris

© Sigrid Ermine  

Rose gold love cups in a versatile nostrum
Cosmic waves pearl wind vault is strange,
Ephemeral vapors are rising by the podium
Cinnabar meteors devolved from damage.

Cosmic waves pearl wind vault is strange
Delirium tremens yield self-raggedness,
Cinnabar meteors devolved from damage
Smack dab in mid of commodious cosmos.

Delirium tremens yield self-raggedness
A moon-themed warmth glimmering quartz
Smack dab in mid of commodious cosmos,
Her own heart bestows her weather reports.

A moon-themed warmth glimmering quartz
Orphic blue sky echoes in the rose quartz lake,
Her own heart bestows her weather reports
Venus' loving glow shinily in the aeonian sake.

Orphic blue sky echoes in the rose quartz lake
Ephemeral vapors are rising by the podium
Venus' loving glow shinily in the aeonian sake,
Rose gold love cups in a versatile nostrum.


Written: May 07, 2022

© Sotto Poet  

Everything’s going down thanks to the tangerine clown

His cohorts blood sports “muppets” the collective noun 

This lout every town does rout either drought or drown 


Farce as the grass burns turns brown is so easy to frown

Naked truth everyone knows about Emperor’s new gown 

Half baked common sense forsaked with his faked crown


Bereft at not deft sheer heft of non stop theft by top tier

Tries to smear races from other places & anyone que*r

Walk the plank every rank does spank cranks up a gear 


It is clear this is the dystopian nadir the world does fear

Does appear the end’s near just jeer at all we hold dear

Bunkum as do strum our spectrum with their plectrum

Sneer at us out of their rectum.. but still no referendum


Fair dinkum is a nostrum atop the rostrum our panacea

Little wins that dampens the din of the mandarins sins

Society spins beaming grins replace steaming chagrins  

Ignore the scheming as that’s how the dreaming begins


So let’s save the teens and free them from their screens

Let them see it’s not all about these mean online ravines

Prevent their descent as everyone does vent their spleens

Vanquish their anguish as do languish in internet latrines 


Mother Nature has the sheens her kaleidoscopic canteens

Hypnotic colours she preens bathed & swathed in greens

Quixotic pleasure of leisurely stroll which your soul cleans  


By any means chill your beans is a skill which’s in our genes

Shun despotic rhetoric be an envoy for joy of other cuisines

Weans ourselves out of the trough with our poetic vaccines    

Exotic almost erotic scenes all feel like real kings & queens


So when that obscene tangerine clown again goes to town

Nature will be our saviour so come on do yourself a favour

So much free flavour to savour if you look up and not down

© Old Timer Rhymer  

Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
But Whiskey makes you frisky.
Clerihews and epigrams are fine but
Do not tell these to one lost in love
Except when you mean to cheer up one
Fevered with temporary  amourous setbacks.
Gift them the gift prized by one and all
Humour - evoking laughter or perhaps a smile
Inviting a participation in the balm laced with
Jokes, both ribald and a bit of the plain
Killing the gloom of mindless regret and remorse.
Laughter is the best medicine, they say,
Mightily potent to dissipate every whiff of gloom
Nostrum for broken hearts and the flings and arrows of life.
Ophidian ilk are friends that are wry, shirking a shoulder
Pretending with masks to smile away misfortune yet
Questing to wring out sweet savor from other's calamity.
Roar unto the wind a bit louder than the storm
Spoiling what they seek with your tuppence  attitude.
Take what is yours, let no one deny you your share
Under any circumstance do not relent for what is your due.
Verity  is a virtue that'll stand in good stead,
Warmth towards your fellows won't ever waste.
X-factor's something natural not something you fake,
Yearning for glory like a harlot who'll sell.
Zing is the thing with this homily, my friend.


~27 May 2016~

© Karam Misra