Long October Poems

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Our Treasured Friendship

My dearest friend, I tip my hat to you
For all the wonderful things you do
I give you a thankful nod of my head
For the encouraging things you've said
When I feel that I might be drowning
You chase away my reason for frowning
When life is dark, and I need a guiding light
You smile at me and my world glows bright
When my heart was shattered and broken
You healed it with words, softly spoken
Then somehow you made me clearly see
That life has so much more to offer me
When you wiped away each sorrowful tear
My misery always seemed to disappear
You have a way of easing my suffering 
By insolating my heart with gentle buffering
When clouds above me start turning grey
You take a deep breath and blow them away
And in those times I've been under attack
You rescued me; always guarding my back
You're more beautiful than any rainbow
You're no fair weather friend, that I know
You are the honey bee within my flower
Sweetening me when I suddenly turn sour
~ ~ ~
For your love, compassion and so much more
I must tell you, in case I've not said it before
You are treasured more than any work of art
Our friendship is carved deep within my heart


October 20, 2020 ~ ~ From the Heart
Regina McIntosh ~ ~ Sponsor
Form: Couplet


Premium Member Classical Music

I'm in the mood for Mozart, or Strauss, perhaps Beethoven,
   Even Bach or Handel would soothe this soul of mine tonight;
     A little Chopin with wine, peaceful and mesmerizing the sound,
         Majestic and serene, spiritual and sensual, magical, haunting.

Always changing, sometimes fast, chaotic and then restful,
  It echoes in my head as I listen to the sweet flowing rhythms;
    I just close my eyes and relax, letting the stress just dissolve,
      Sometimes I listen to the Gregorian Chant with it's melodic notes.

Time stands still and the music embraces me and I am away,
  Calming and exhilarating, mysterious and comfortable to me;
    This music takes me to a mountain stream or a lush green forest,
        I just flow with the instruments on a lovely journey all by myself.

_______________________________
October 7, 2015


Poetry/Verse/Classical Music
Copyright Protected, ID 15-715-448-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym. 


Submitted to the contest, No 110 Standard,(2018)
sponsor, Brian Strand 

First Place
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Written for the contest,  Favorite Music Types,(2015)  
sponsor, Nadya Negron, 

First Place
Form: Verse

Premium Member Set Apart For God

Set apart for God* and His teaching
I’m girded in my conviction’s zealousness;
Against indecency and worldliness...
He anchors my faith by constant preaching!

Set apart for God by His sovereignty
I’m uplifted in my humble submission;
Against haughtiness of selfish ambition…
He breaks my pride for me to overcome vanity!

Set apart for God along His wisdom
I’m corrected in my ignorance;
Against deceits’ grand appearance…
He guides my decisions for eternity’s kingdom!

Set apart for God upon His might
I’m propelled in my service-engagement;
Against fruitlessness causing faith’s detriment…
He blesses my labor with His approval’s delight!

*Psalm 4:3 But know that the LORD hath set apart him that is godly for himself: the LORD will hear when I call unto him.

October 1, 2018

Premium Member Perchance

See senses swing
Taut tensile things


Word wonder well
Spread sanguine spell


Time tunnels tense
Seek subtle sense


Ply precious play
Sweet summer strays


Loud laughter leaps
Proud pretence peeps


Claim clever clout
Pose pretty pout


Perchance prompt pay
Storm simple sway


Gloomy grime grey
Misty moods may


Wonder words well
Boom buys bright bell


Free frosty feel
Hurl happy hay


By briskly brook
Lift lasting looks


Charm crispy cheer
Niche nurtures near


End echoes etch
Save succinct sketch


Note nasty nude
Cute clam ours crude


Frame fleeting flame
Toil tussles tame




Leon Enriquez
13 October 2016
Singapore

Premium Member Night's Amazing Beauty

Amazing celestial night's beauty exposes Almighty’s glorious might

Blessing mankind to enjoy blissful serenity during prayer plight

Cheering star gazers to behold firmament*'s majesty of awesome height

Directing dreamers for exciting ventures, sans delusion-blight

Enriching poets toward functional creativity-flight...

Festively gathering friends for loving fellowships that invite

Geared toward earnest gratitude of healthy laughter; yes, that's right

Hoisted upon glowing hope for another tomorrow's morning delight  

Inspired to live daily midst truth along Scriptural wisdom's insight...

Joyously I'm enthralled with lunar wonders of God's gleam so bright.

*Psalms 91:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. 

October 1, 2020
Edited on October 12, 2023
ABC with monorhyme form
Form: ABC


Scary Night

Darkness descending,
Dread ascending,
Living dead crawl out of unseen places,
Walking with lacerations and mutilated faces.

Enchantresses are eager to cast spells,
Lightning bolts fly around like shells,
Hade's gates are wide open,
Silhouette creatures come for the chosen.

Vampires stealthy come out of their closets,
With flaming eyes, they morph into bats,
A Halloween with uncanny deposits,
On broomsticks, witches take flight with black cats.

Gloom pervades the day,
Creepy crawling things move like tendrils,
They cluster the pathway,
A cauldron is seething with pigs' entrails.




October 30, 2022.
Halloween Poetry Contest,
Emile Pinet.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Faith, Hope, Charity At Work

Granted by God Almighty, the great Lord, compassionate Saviour…
…Faith, hope and charity* are precious gifts, indeed divine
Highlighting His goodness---abundant, patient, wondrous
While revealing His mighty grace, steadfastly at work.

With Christ’s imputed righteousness that has instilled faith in me
Heavenly hope I possess gearing my vibrant transformation
Braced up by His charity, verily assuring me eternal life
Joyously beautifying my relationship with Him.

Midst challenges in my steward-saint-soldier-student roles
My Scripture-propped faith God empowers over adversaries’ attack
Cheering up my sanctified hope for triumphant worship
Strengthened by His mercy-filled charity as to others I reach out.

With faith prevailing, I trust my Master, exalting His name
Along reverberating hope to overcome evil’s deceit
Sharing glorious charity that forever reigns, asserting “God is love.”

*1Corinthians 13:13 And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

October 21, 2019
2nd place, "1st Corinthians 13:13 Inspiration" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina Riddle; judged on 10/24/2019.

Premium Member The Otta Sight Generations

Hey babe, we're gonna go far.
All 'cause I am tried of working
for the man's with smelly Cuban
Imported cigars.  He must honestly
spend a small fortune on them.

We've been living much too long
on the far side of town.  Living
on the other side of rail road
tracks.  Hearing their lonesome
whistle blowing loud as can be.

Hey love, your old man really knows
how to make a fast buck.
He does not go traveling 
in in a beat up old blue 
pick up Chevy truck!

Struggling really hard just
trying to make both ends meet.
Wondering and worrying about
paying the rent before all of
our meager money has been spent.
And we both wind up living on the streets.   

Hey babe, I know your old man
really knows how to make the
scene driving around in his female chauffer's  
driven black limousine.  Reading
The New York Times and the Wall
Street Journal and Newsweek every day.

Hey babe, I even did hear about
your old man making the front
cover as Time Magazine's 
Man of the Year.

Hey Chickee, your old man really
has all of the money changers
beat. 'Cause he is known and
loved, "As the Wolf of Wall Street.


And hey girl, I did want to make you
cry, we've always someone managed
to barely get by. Some day, our boat's
going to come in! I just wish I only
knew both how and when!

Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
January 24, 2020

Premium Member How Sweet It Is: The Word of God

Awesomely sweet is God’s Word* to my soul
Benefiting beyond Milky Way’s role
Curbing cravings for Charleston Chew pleasure
Delightful dainty more than Dove for sure
Enriched with wisdom, not of Smarties load
Fortified to triumph along Rocky Road.
Glazed by divine savor above Pay Day’s
Heavenly taste of Lifesavers with grace
Irresistible midst Heath’s rich flavor  
Joy-source from holiness’ Spree and favor
Kindling activeness more than Kit Kat’s might
Lifting spirit is God’s precept-insight! 
Mouthwatering Mounds can’t surpass Scriptures
Nourishing Now and Later faith-ventures
Over limitless Take 5 service grants
Pleasant, devoid of Starburst sour rants
Quelling stress much better than Skittles
Relishing prayer times midst Nerds-rattles!
Satiating trust-appetite’s fervency
Thrilling not just tongue as does Galaxy
Unmatched are the Lord’s statutes-nourishment 
Value-filled, it exceeds Skor’s fulfillment…
Well-coated with Zero sin-calories 
X-raying heart midst Snicker victories 
Yonder Mr. Good Bar’s yummy cheerfulness
Zooming beyond 100 Grand preciousness!

(Abecedarian and Couplet forms)

*Psalm 119:103 How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth! 

Indeed, the Word of God is absolutely sweeter than all those delightful sweets - candies and chocolates- combined (Psalm 119:103). The Lord be thanked, praised, and glorified for making His Word available for our salvation, spiritual growth, sanctification, and service-steadfastness!

October 3, 2018
1st place, "How Sweet It Is" Premier Contest
Sponsored by Carol Connell; judged on 10/16/2018.

This is featured in the book, PS: It's Poetry: An anthology of contemporary poetry from around the world. Paperback – November 27, 2020 by Arczis (Author), PoetrySoup (Author)

Paul Karabardak

Paul suffered a stroke at the young age of ten, 
He was born 3rd October 1985 in Swansea,
He had been a keen footballer, it was his den, 
So was introduced to table tennis for his tee. 

At the age of sixteen he was selected for GB, 
For the Paralympic team which goes everywhere, 
And immediately won team bronze, dexterity, 
At the European Championships, he had dare. 

He took part in the Beijing and London Paras, 
But was tots disappointed at his performance, 
But in 2013 Paul collected very many medals, 
In the Hungary, Slovenia and Slovak dance.  

So in the land of Italy at the European Champs, 
Paul picked up a bronze with mate Will Bayley, 
Won the US Open in San Diego with clamps, 
So that in 2014’s China Worlds, a bronze relay. 

Vejle in Denmark, 2015, and Paul won silver, 
At the Euro Champs in the team competition, 
And he also won in the singles a bronze feather, 
‘Cos his opponent had home crowd adulation. 

At the Lignano Master Open in Italy in 2016,
He proudly won team silver and singles bronze, 
Which selected him for Rio but he was beaten, 
In the group matches. Born with energy, eons.
Form: Quatrain

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