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The red rising sun has transformed
Into puffy white striated gray clouds
Pasted onto a blue, sky-blue sky
A lovely scene touched by cool air
The partly cloudy touch says
A chance of rain upon a dry land
Others have had some showers, but
So dry here, thank God no flood
Morn's sun lifts above the clouds
A brilliance sifts through the pecans
It lights up the shimmering dew 'pon the grass
Such a pleasant time on the porch
There are coyotes and dogs barking
Birds sing of nesting completed
I wonder do they know of winter
Or of a long winter's sleep
Does this year's hatchlings have instinct
Or is their brain a blank slate
Only God knows some of the answers
Because He was the one who created
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Contest Judged: 5/6/2023 5:30:00 AM
Sponsored by: Suzette Richards
Place 1 (up to 5 w)
CONSEQUENCES
ephemeral
plumes
drifts across
a flaming
sky
in
an
aimless
gentility
degenerates
into
ostentatious
still life
of
wilting
concerns
populated
by
undermined
ironies
that
rings hollow
absurd
vagueness
of the
unknown
derivatives
ingeniously
fashioned
consequential
&
embellished
but
balanced
with endless
insights
prompting
a
nimbus of
ingrained
exceptions
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
ECHO the form
Where do I find a contented life?
ECHO: WIFE
Will marriage bring this to me ?
ECHO: SEE
Can two ever complement one?
ECHO: DONE
But do opposites cement,still?
ECHO: WILL
Aye,will it hold fast from above?
ECHO: LOVE
Here,there,where does agape hide?
ECHO: INSIDE
Ah yes,but how will it draw near?
ECHO: HEAR
Perhaps for me,too great a task!
ECHO: ASK
Yes,yes but how,what words to pray
ECHO: SAY
Inspired by & after as a tribute to George Herbert's delightful form in his poem 'Heaven'
Dear, be not worry
My heart, remains thy territory
Where freedom is yours in each category
And forever, you remain a signatory
Definitely, you're close to my heart
Though, at the moment far away from eyes
So close the page, be not bothered and act
Do not be far from writing thy cheers up high
Wherever you are, do be at your very best
Miss you and the current atmosphere
Make hay while grace is open before the sun rest
For boundless laughter to rent thy lips to cheer
You are the apple of whose eyes?
Don't tie joke around your neck
Face the sampling mask in your hand
Before you walk away tempting thy legs
If you don't understand the previous stanza
Send something light to my UBA aza
For any explanation or questions to answer
That's how it is now being a bright advancer
In choice, be not ye too picky or wise
Hang in there like a fool to see who will check
The mess around which is not pleasing to withstand
For such will be worthy to make use of eggs.
More than enough grace to enjoy life to its fullest
That blessings keep parading your destiny for fulfillment
And while time pose challenges, lay faith abreast
Inviting His followup for proper adjustment
© Olábòsóyè Wèmímó Oláolúwá
® 2022
Our minds are muddled
—like a muddy sea
The government's grip—a vice that's tight and strong,
Thoughts are tangled
—like a knot that won't be free
Forcing us to fight, for survival all day long.
Our plates are empty
—our bellies ache with pain
Many stores are closed, like eyes that can't see gain
Poverty's dark shadow looms over us like a stain
While leaders feast like kings, with wealth that's vain.
Youths protest;
But their cries like whispers, fade away
No trace remains
—like sand that's blown by the wind's sway
Despite the obvious
—who will stand and fight:
For justice, for peace, and an end to this plight?
He grabs the wheel; his eyes are wild
A reckless danger in this child
That comes from never having suffered loss
He points us down the rocky road
My foot, the gas, or he’d explode
And do his best to launch us into space
I grip the frame and hold it tight
Both serious and a delight
I must admit I love to see him grin
Though I pretend a fainting spell
In truth, he drives it rather well
But let’s just keep that fact between ourselves
In no time flat, we do arrive
All limbs intact, all have survived
Already planning when we’ll drive again
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CONCEPTS OF SYNESTHESIA
a visual rhythm
in heightened
musicality
with
naturalistic aspects
an elegant repetition
staggered
precise
cheery aural sound
colour
a complex
layered erudite
emotional &esoteric
upbeat tempo
essential to
this light allegory
to
evoke &express
the subjective
perspective
angled
on the
shimmering surfaces
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
BEYOND IMAGERY
in
laboured uncertainty
tempestuous
delicate dignity
a
coming trend
with
the lustre
of opulence
sumptuous
perfectly
composed
&
relatively solid
& durable
in richness
& plenitude
points
made
haphazard
actions
& gestures
to
exhibit
probity
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
VEXILLUM
angel stood
disconnected
once-white spikes
muddy scarlet
as if an escutcheon
drowned his form
disbanded
his blade
dumped
damaged
discarded
discernments
cast downward
with
edges shifting,
doubted mercifulness
oriflamme yearning
whilst
every ward
defied
3rd Place contest winner
Written: July 28, 2022
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand