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My wife is a poet and I am not,
She creates with her pen, I use robot!
She doesn’t know the truth,No! not a hint,
I don’t look in her eyes, lest reads a glint!
She picks topics at random to challenge,
by night ready poetry is for exchange,
if she wins, in different room I stay,
If I win, wow, wow! then I have my way!!
many topics she chose every Sunday,
to keep me away from favourite play!
many times came close to losing, oh, my!
If I had not used my friend, the AI!
Every evening she reads her’s with passion,
With certainty of win, no compassion!
It is then in slow slow voice I read mine,
so far the AI has worked, all is fine!!
So then, those of you, who hate the AI,
I say to you, What is it to you? Why?
If not for the robot who helps me out,
I will be sleeping alone, have no doubt!
I am a lonely milkweed pod
No one is here to see my prettiness
No child has taken me to school
My seeds are almost ready to fly off and leave me.
Could life feel any more lonely?
It was raining the day I flew away from my mother.
She was crying, but kept that hidden.
She did not want me to know how lonely it is
Living a life by a pond no one seems to know
I do not want to complain, but I feel I must.
When I signed on, I had no idea it is a solitary life.
My next one I want to be a dragonfly.
They get to zoom around from place to place
Seeing new things, meeting new plants, delighting everyone.
The first war started millions of years ago when darkness tried to rule the
world.
The fight between good and evil escalated down to Earth.
When humans were created two seeds were planted, one to corrupt each
other,
The second one is to protect the heart and soul.
It depends on us which one will grow, then we surely will reap what we
sow.
With two opposite seeds in a pod, humans are confronted daily
Which one do they want to nurture while the other one wither.
Because we are born with free will, most humans choose,
Greed, power, and deceit over humanity.
It is sad to witness that most of us choose our darkest side and love,
prejudice, pride, deceit, and greed.
While our humanity perishes, the darkness grows stronger, corrupting our
hearts and soul.
We have no more love for our neighbors, who are also our sisters and
brothers.
Instead, we prefer to hate, killing each other with words, actions, and
war.
Are we less compassionate than the animals of the jungle?
At least they only kill to feed but we kill for our greedy needs.
To some humans, the word humanity does not exist.
They prefer more bodies, land, and power on their shopping list.
No matter communication
betwixt us askew,
spontaneity explains reason I dashed
off this poem for thee and thy beau
pattern ally conscious at obvious clue,
how overjoyed, (though a
self subdued exclude did dude) due
tuff fully feels beholden to
toil let past hateful indiscretions
jackknifing kindred luck,
and quite convenient
for me to eschew
avoidance behaviour (my specialty) etu
Brutus tangled with Popeye ignoring
sailor man turned beastie boy, no foo-
ling, sans spinach (spin age) of my boyhood
fighter, aye linkedin hearty genuine parental
affection culled forth
since your joyous birth,
ah how the years flew
and fierce determination grew
a strong vibrant young lady,
with BOTH brains and brawn, a hue
man... er woman, whose
heart could melt an igloo,
thus thy motive of this
very reformed gentile Jew
nary a whit of genealogy I learned,
hence this schlemiel lets
out eclectic Kathmandu
gestalt steeped, not the
least familiar about Semitic customs,
smidgen much less
than mine parents knew,
which deems yours truly cock eye loo
wee, perhaps this poem
not very a moo
zing to ye, yet
an extemporaneous whim
kindled this papa to write,
especially, when mother came home
exhausted, yet alight
with bubbling ebullience
at dazzling bright
unbridled vibrant warm
yawping zealous delight
displayed between thee,
our eldest daughter,
she (mother) burst with excite
ability, her frothing, gurgling,
and harboring flight
of fancy, thee, and respectable
gentleman from Puerto Rico
fit like a hand glove - and also
approximately the same height
no deterrent for me to gauge insight
and reckon both perfect
as day and knight!
We're off the charts alone! But we're
more off the charts together—a fact
that's evident and plainly clear.
Though opposites, they say, attract,
we are apart (but we adhere,
as two best friends who interact).
Each one more than one in a billion,
you and I rule the normal curve:
a point that's no sin or rude penillion,
but a blessing that we both deserve.
More than one in a hundred quintillion
together, we're the Federal Reserve!
We are like two peas in a pod,
with brains in quantum entanglement.
It's spooky how chance works, and odd,
how two minds so intelligent
can intersect in life. Only God
can be this good and benevolent!
you met each other at turning points in your lives
many would call that destiny
you'd found out you both had so much in common
you then entered into matrimony
you were both from modest means
but the most important thing
is that you both had a shared love for God
on one accord like two peas in a pod
after leaving college you both went to work
an assumed leadership in a southern baptist church
but that was not the end of the story
because for you both continued to God the glory
one day you were blessed with a cute little baby
you called her Angel for she was a perfect little lady
then the Lord told you to pick up your staff and rod
for He had a new mission for His two peas in a pod
God sent you a vision He sent you a dream
you then received a request from a church named Berean
you were compelled to venture forth
the voice of the Lord told you both to go north
and upon following God's appointing
you both received another blessed anointing
the Lord gifted you with another precious baby girl
whom you proceeded to name Ariel
and now with your family situation complete
there would be other challenges for you both to meet
and as long as you both continue to honor and love the Lord God
He will be the strongest vine for His two peas in a pod
Two peas in a pod
Two peas in a pod, we are like a family.
Two peas in a pod, the better half of me.
Two peas in a pod, she gets the best of me,
Like nobody else ever did, has, could, or would, do you see?
We are like two separate halves and three dimensional.
Like two fast cars, we need our petrol.
Like two shooting stars, she is my place to go.
Like water getting cold, she is my lovely snow.
Like a bull and matador, we are a rodeo show
And there are no clown cars in sight, only hope and sorrow.
Opposites attract, but we are identical.
We share the same sign, it’s astrological.
It’s written in our stars, our love is monumental
And who am I to complain; I’m unconditional.
A rose and a Rosé, liquid state of mind.
A red and a white, sleepy and party time.
Vodka and coke, it’s nearly closing time, sigh,
So I will have to be her aspirin, come morning light.
The bandage to her sore, I need to be her cure.
The key to her door, I want to be inside the head of mi amor.
The curtain has finally been called.
Here comes the final line, it is the only way to say,
I never said we were one and the same.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
This is the wonder of wonders - That God blessed us with such a confession of His absolute glory! ~ Quote by Poet
Dazzling dewdrops
Slide slowly, brilliant, vibrant
Across the petals so wise
With singsong beauty
In hues of praise, sweet grace
Reflections of joy
Penetrating dreams, awake
Collections of flowers
Buds stirred to life
By the melody of birds
Tunes, softly sung
Rising to the laughing sun
Who welcomes the morning
With lemon yellow tones
Echoing sparkling rays
Across the edge of an azure sky
Deep shadows, forlorn
Whisper comfort to the moon
Shimmering in its night
Beckoning to the twinkling stars
Signaling the silent ease
Of a bright kindness
Overflowing the glow in the sky
Reminding hearts just why
There is heaven in sight
Wonders of the moment
Squirrels scampering to and fro
Laughing at the oak
Who never seems more bold
As its branches grasp
Turning with the winds
Awakening a sense of tenderness
In the reverberating gales
Thrilling the air with promises
Of the lone love story
Will this flicker of hope
Drown out the darkness
Returning courage
Jubilant strength and mercy
To the soul who knows
His touch is on the whole
Embracing the world
In an aching love that longs
To be shown, exposed
By the sensitivity of nature
It’s insight into the spirit
It’s prudence and sagacity
It’s understanding and amazing
Way of giving every heart
Pleasure that is like a smile
Soft, easy, filling the face
With rays of sunshine intimacy
F Form - Free Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
February 21, 2022
Theme Word: Nature
Two peas in a pod?
My April and me?
No, not at all,
I would not agree
She is all sunshine
laughter and light
I’m shrouded in darkness
too much like the night
She is artistic, outgoing
well read,
I’m the quiet, shy
redhead
But no matter what
my sister and me,
on one thing,
we’ll always agree
Our friendship is
tried and true
over the years
it grew and grew
deeply rooted as
Aspen trees
snug as a bug
a pod with two peas
Yes, I have to agree
though we are far apart
my April is closely
endeared in my heart.
Trudy Diane Rider
8-21-2009
For My sister April, I miss her.
For Nathan's contest
The
fire within you
devours my hopeful
aspirations…I shiver
with freezing
hopelessness
Give me your heart
and let me fill it
with affectionate
bliss for eternity
Countless déjà vus
unleashes in my
brain
Don’t hang up the
phone – hang out
with me; don’t leave
me hanging in
downright distress
Why do you try to be
bring me down and
lift me up again?
We’re two peas in a
pod…we both yearn
for God’s healing
rain
Don’t let the words
slip out of your
mouth and let there
be light! Envy
becomes serpentine
in my lost soul,
going out of control
– it’s tearing my
heart apart and it’s
making me taste
unfortunate appeal
and despair that's
beyond real - but
it's no big deal
*chorus*
Biting my fingers,
leaving scars of
shame…feeling this
shame without a
name…you hunt me
down like game…I
caught the cold in
my brokenhearted
soul of steel and
stone
I can’t be close to
you…you were the
ghosts of my past…I
loved you the most,
but I learned to
find the light at
the end of tunnel
I know…I can’t stand
living a life
without you by my
side…I live half a
life…you make me
feel whole again –
you’re my other half
and I feel empty
without your
touch…your warm
hands locking with
my own
Who’s waiting at my
front door – two
uninvited strangers
– Regret and
Remorse… I was lost,
but now I’m found –
I crumble
I crumble into sand
– I was once a
strong-willed,
unbreakable rock…but
now Tragedy has
proven me wrong all
the way
Don’t let the words
slip out of your
mouth and let there
be light! Envy
becomes serpentine
in my lost soul,
going out of control
– it’s tearing my
heart apart and it’s
too hard to
comprehend or bear
*chorus*
I hate to say this,
but from the bottom
of my heart, I knew
you were hiding
something from me –
maybe it’s not meant
to be revealed
today…tomorrow, I’m
expecting to have a
word with you if you
would humanely obey
and cooperate with
me without picking a
fight – ruining my
self-esteem