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On 7/4/2020, John wrote, "Who Mourns For The Poet."
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/who_mourns_for_the_poet_1266152
Warrior is an adjective used for a hero or a knight
I knew one, briefly, whose wings have taken flight
Not just a fine poet was John, but also very kind
Generous and caring, is how he would be defined
Endearing was his 'love and light' message to all
Departed now, but his memory I will always recall
With words of tribute, I honor his humorous wit
Always a positive attitude, he was a candle ~ lit
Rest peacefully, ^WW^ ~ You're missed, my friend
Reflecting Ripples is a poem John sadly penned
In it he wrote about "shadows" and "silent sorrows"
Oh, If from fate, I could be the one who borrows
Respite from death, you'd have more tomorrows
January 26, 2021
Capture the Essence Contest
Sponsored by Margarita Lillico
Get on my cloud; it's soft and fluffy too
Lie down with me and let your heart just dream
Delightful treats I have in store for you
My sweets are lathered up in richest cream
Come float beyond the Earth and let us play
Our game of love as stars just blush and stare
Let's have some fun and ride the Milky Way
that spills its sweetness on our bodies bare
My cloud is soft and so is where you lie
your head is cushioned on my silky breast
In warmth of woolly white you hear me sigh
and now that love is done we sleep and rest
Get on my cloud and take a trip with me
I'm sure you'll name my cloud "Sweet Ecstasy"
Eileen
Inspired by Skat's Get Off My Cloud Contest
A different take
Cloud #9- One of my favorite songs by Brian Adams
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/my_cloud_number_9_inspired_by_bryan_adams_459426
"Enthusiasm is nothing more or less than faith in action." - Henry Chester
Let’s be propelled toward achievement bliss
showing faith in action from heart’s abyss.
Eagerly, we step upward, soaring high
reaching our dreams beyond cloudy sky.
We prepare with vibrant readiness’ glow
midst jubilant cheerful heart, always on the go.
Doing what is right while smiting fright
let’s leap with all our might for triumph’s flight.
Fervently upholding truth in our stride
we circumspectly negate foolish pride.
Let’s show well our caring partnership’s best
marked by fellowship along kindness zest.
Optimizing grace with our toiling hands
we enjoy work in spite of life’s demands.
Treading along enthusiasm terrain
our commitment thrives driven by faith’s gain.
With thanksgiving, we let joy to prevail
praising God Whose love for us does not fail.
*Psalms 50:14 - Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High.
June 18, 2024
2nd place, "E Words and Quotation-Based" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 6/18/2024
This poem is featured in the book, Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry Paperback – November 22, 2024 by Arczis Web Technologies (Author), PoetrySoup (Author), Mark Pringle (Editor)
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Breathtaking, because
. . . The sunset, in its sweet surrender,
with elegant poise; kisses the horizon slow and tender
Beauty is definitely defined,
through majestic moments entwined
yet, without you
here with me
To embrace time and space,
my world does not feel . . . Breathtaking, because
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~ Lingering thoughts from the heart ~
Because you are a part of me
The events of 2020 brought new challenges
Changed the way we live, created new chances
Helped us preview our attitudes and perceptions
So we can review and reset our goals and aspirations
The world was thrown into a new reality
Was forced to accept a new ideality
Remote works became our new norm
The global space in solemn mum
Excite not thyself about the new year
It is just another day on the calendar year
Every day is a new year
And every year is a new day
It is the evidence of passage of time
Time passes and it's not regulated by time
Brush away old heartaches
For a new dawn awakes
Happy New Year friends on poetrysoup
When I was young, we moved often, but then we bought
a farm; in the spring at the feed and seed
Daddy purchased two dozen chicks
In the small pen they're placed
Momma cared for them, giving them food and water
They grew at lightning speed; each day roamed free
One of them turned into a shiny feathery
Rhode Island Red rooster aimed for slaughter
He was territorially based
He chased me and did kicks
Terrorized by one mean bird, I feared I would bleed
When in my face the spurs tender skin caught
My mother saw the scene and the red rooster taught
She chopped his head off with an axe, he's freed
He fluttered twice, I stood transfixed
Under the house he raced
My mom crawled under, she did this for her daughter
We had rooster and dumplings~ what a tea!
Sponsor: Constance La France
Contest: A Little Memory
Date Written: 01-08-2021
Check with Syllable Counter.com, it is close as I can get with it saying what I want it to say.
I checked the spelling on my computer. I checked the grammar on poetrysoup.com. Nothing major. I probably needed to work on some word choices though.
1When I was young, we moved often, but then we bought 12
2a farm; in the spring at the feed and seed 10
3Daddy purchased two dozen chicks 8
4In the small pen they're placed 6
5Momma cared for them, giving them food and water 12
6They grew at lightning speed; each day roamed free 10
7 0
8One of them turned into a shiny feathery 12
9Rhode Island Red rooster aimed for slaughter 10
10He was territorially based 8
11He chased me and did kicks 6
12Terrorized by one mean bird, I feared I would bleed 12
13When in my face the spurs tender skin caught 10
14My mother saw the scene and the red rooster caught 12
15She chopped his head off with an axe, he's freed 11
16He fluttered twice, I stood transfixed 8
17Under the house he raced 6
18My mom crawled under, she did this for her daughter 12
19We had rooster and dumplings~ what a tea! 10
Dreamt I had the power
To turn back Hand’s ungodly hours
Bending backwards to the beginning
To the Time before time... before all the sinning
To Genesis, The Garden of Eden
I walked and talked with Adam and soon to be “Eve”
So pure and innocent, so natural in their nudity
The Air still full of Thy scent
Not stagnate like now full of absinth
It smelt of Heavenly breath, everything blessed
No pollution nor any pompous political ripened fruition
No ins or outs of institutions, no constant constipation
Only my endless awe of undulating ovations
Not a smudge of stink... before all extinctions could brink
And with that thought, the Serpent greets me too
And without a thought, I chopped it up in two
Into a stew, a brew, a compost pile of goo
But why stop there, have no fear it’s true
I chopped that tree of good and evil knowledge too
Into firewood, soon to come to flame
Burn the fruit of fame
Burn the fruit, give a hoot
Cook the snake into poetrysoup
Only to be awakened
“Wow, that was lucid!”
I feel as if my soul’s been shaken
I give a real big cat-stretch exclusive
Then sigh, “If only...”
I meander to my bedroom window
Looking out to see... reality
But I can’t believe my eyes
What is this... this can't be true?
There’s trillions of the children
Of Adam and Believe (the wife's new name)'s seed
Earth is still Eden though a garden beyond belief
The sky's a deep royal blue not grey
Everyone’s dancing with blissful grins
Everyone ignorant of sin
Why everyone is spanking nude today!
Who cares!? Everyone’s alive!
Everyone, naturally high
Then, it hits me... I done did it
No one's ever died or dies
The left produces people, who sometimes give themselves away by quotes
Its amazing how many fall for this, and still give them their votes.
Bill Ayers said to kill all the rich and to bring the revolution home, kill your parents too
Amiri Baraka wanted poems to be daggers in the belly of the owner-Jew
James Carville said if you drag money through a trailer park, there's no telling what you'd find
Hillary Clinton despised the deplorables, her attitude wasn't kind
Chelsea Clinton called her Secret Service agents "personal trained pigs", a phrase that was terse.
They objected, then she said her parents also called them that, which made things worse.
But at least Chelsea has honesty and explains
Novak described Hatred of George Bush unprecedented in a half century of campaigns
Judi Bari said that to save the ecology, we must destroy our free market, others agree
Jimmy Carter trusted the leader of North Korea, for his stop-nuke treaty
Lyndon Johnson said he would have black people voting Democratic for the next 200 years by giving them money
Doesn't quite show respect, the hypocrisy is quite funny.
RFK junior said that disbelief in Global Warming should be treated as treason,
If I were Trump, I'd stay away from him, just for that reason.
George Soros said that the main obstacle to a just World was the USA
Michael Swift, a gay activist, said "we will seduce your sons" and make them gay.
All this is depressing, from what rock do these types emerge?
Perhaps we should add to poetrysoup a U.S. funeral dirge.
Faved PoetrySoup poems, I've many a favorite
Are such a treasure trove of Joy
Each one so exquisite
I've many, but imagine, I'll have many, many more
I wish they could be bound in books
Purchased through a PS store!
Leaves of golden artistry of poets that I love
A little bit of heaven on earth
Like sunshine from above
I thought to name these poets, that have written
On my heart, but that would take
Me quite some time,
I don't know where to start!
Suffice to say, I'm blessed, I love this precious group
What treasure troves of blessings
These poems on PoetrySoup
Keep shining, keep on writing, your voices like a song
The aroma of sweet fragrance
Gently stirring all day long
For each new poem that's written, a gem within the sea
A gift of golden treasure is your
Precious poetry
My image shared is just a 'dream' book of sorts, an
idea of how it may be easy for PS to create a personalized
book of our favorite file poems from our dear PS poets.
My mother had an old empty scrapbook I inherited,
I applied the gold lettering just for an example.
Maybe Team Poetry could brainstorm an idea of this
sort, I think it would be wonderful. Anyway, just a thought.
<3
"Parable"
When the other
side of night
came to collect its token
I was starlight
unsinkable invisible
some uncaptured mystery
that would never again
be broken mortal
like an egg shell
under the bickering feet
of men, listening to
their own voices
their pathetic arguments
lost in the loud egos
of the better-thans
and the small gods speak
like poets
conjuring sane insanity
resurrecting
events
on their daisy chains
counting numbers
like computus
Beded rosaries
loves me
loves me
not
until every flower
gone, plucked
and lifted up
inside all
reigns
the returning Parable
Water of Life
drenching all
doused in Love
lit,
each one
drop by drop
become an
Ocean inside an Ocean
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Lux Vitae
Ludovico Einaudi - Night (Lørean Flip)
https://youtu.be/mNOoPEcfPLM
Bede -
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bede
Computus -
https://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computus
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Date_of_Easter
Communion
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/communion_1007994
Rev 21:1-22:6 (NIV)
John 4: 1-26 (NIV)