Long Royal Poems
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Passing Through The Moment
Aesthetic communion for an artist in a ghetto
Prosthetic student union that is only there for the power show
Anaesthetic ex-communion for a doctor who does not want to go
Prophetic graceful union of the ones who seem to always know
Consummate reliance on another person for your relief
Don’t abdicate defiance before you’re consumed by all the grief
Illustrate the violence with the pen in disbelief
Communicate in silence while your left to possess only self belief
Impervious observers of the current situation of mankind
Discourteous serves the capitulation of this kind
Subservience swerves around direct attention as it affects a persons mind
Luxurious nerves are in retention as they wonder what the authorities will find
A child combining emotion with an elegance of innocence and need
A wild defining notion that denies the rich man of his greed
Beguiled by signing into the commotion I can do nothing but pay heed
Reviled divining oceans deprived of life so humanity can feed
Catastrophic implications for the latest politician in the news
Misanthropic consternations as they’re coming across as rather rude
Off topic conversations that have put me off my food
Electronic elevations that now decide what’s right and viewed
Altruistic gains for those with enough cash to be generous
Optimistic pains for he who can’t maintain the obstreperous
Deterministic rains are pouring on the intellectually venemous
Surrealist saints are mourning what it means to be classified as degenerate
I can’t elucidate the echoes in my mind today
I shant recuperate unless I find the beauty in the decay
I want to rejuvenate the times and see the truth along the way
As a renewed debate starts the incline to illuminate the way
By Elizabeth Moroz copyright 2025
Seasons come and go, each one a fleeting breeze
Clouds gather, scatter, and form anew with ease
Yet nothing soothes the heart's deep joy and pain
Like memories that linger, forever to remain
Winds howl, storms rage, and nature's beauty fades
Trees bloom, wither, and renew their cycles, shades
But memories of the past, like maps, remain etched in time
Testimonies and footprints, forever intertwined
Thoughts, words, and records preserve the past
Forebears' voices echoing, forever to last
No amount of time can erase their indelible mark
Their presence and deeds, a lasting spark
Commemorations and celebrations keep their memory bright
A tribute to their legacy, a beacon in the night
Their impact on our lives, a testament to their might
Unforgettable, forever in our sight.
My little phone touch gave brightness
As I saw moving shadows on the dark blue walls.
As quiet as a mouse,
I stared at my imaginary motley collection of furniture and painting.
I could hear footsteps slowly moving to and fro.
The sounds of vehicles miles away kept me lively.
I listened to the moan of the wind in the trees, as birds sings and peeks on them.
I stood motionless, as I gazed morosely out of the window, as moth gathers a bulb outside.
A touch on my hair brings me back to the realization of the dude on my bed.
His penetrating blue eyes captures and elevates my spirit, he whispers slowly into my ears.
I wants to kiss you lying on diamond pebbles in a pink sea.
He held me closely capturing my lips and elevating my breast with a deep, electrifying romance in the south.
It felt like england having a new Queen.
O, my dearest, my dearest Juliet,
One day your beloved will come for thee,
Sweetheart, please do not cry and do not fret,
Dearest one, he loves you, do you not see,
My sweetest daughter, I heard your heart's plea,
For a gentleman to come take your hand,
Your every wish was always my command.
You stood there weeping on the balcony,
Your golden hair reflects in heaven's rays,
Your blue eyes gaze upon the rolling sea,
My sweetest, it will be your grandest day,
When he does come to carry you away,
Your mother still loves you, do not forget,
O, my dearest, my dearest, Juliet.
Written by: Kelly Deschler February, 8th, 2014
motifs: fiction & romantic
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Written for Isaiah Zerbst's contest - "Juliet"
Inspired by the painting, "Juliet" by Thomas Francis Dicksee
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This was also inspired by my mother.
Because, she is always concerned about my happiness.
Thanks for caring, Mom. Love always, Your "Juliet"
Passionate moments filled
with zeal and zest as i gathered
thoughout babbling brooks tainted
an yet brillantly carved from a sudden
interruption of unguided cognitive skills
completely noted as french karma
binded with crued wrath unseen
gripping racing thoughts tinged
with a sensual sadness i'd become to know
very well while quiet times beckons
my inspirational soul casting a beacon light
of faint hues glorious to greet beyond
a calm walk way covered in a quiant emory
of a soft garden full of greenary
a shivering ivy conceal the sorted bliss
that quiets the empty mind between
universal meetings above the hidden stars
reaching the gravity under a rushing spring
sheer wetness bursting from a mist of lost clouds
Autumn fire on azure ambient
Flowers blooming in saffron and crimson
Freshness around obvious salient,
Umber Earth, blazing Sun on orison.
Charm of the season amiably glows on.
Feeling delighted with cheerful Nature,
Appearing in grace, glory and luster.
Just watching amber leaves in fervor.
Autumn dawn! Bright sunny day to forecast.
Enjoying green tea on ginger flavor.
Biting cinnamon bread as breakfast,
Feeling nostalgic to reminisce past.
When mellow pumpkin grown on mother’s care.
Home -made candies, we siblings are to share.
. 09/21/17
First Place
'A Brian Strand Rhyme'
Contest by Brian Strand
My finger launched the dropped dews
In a dreamy flight and intense swiftness
At the receive of your arrival news.
The lines of your gait….lofty goodness
The scent of the white roses … pure richness.
Lost in the music of your sung passion
Such that I a pray for an everlasting immersion.
My eyes are sparkling with the brightness of love brews
My inner source nurtures a radical sickness.
The joint of the pulpit and felicitations of the pews.
Break me and break me, this love retains its fearlessness
Try harder, I would not bulge even at your strange fairness.
Let me drown in this river-battled love mission
For I care for you beyond apprehension.
For your feelings I had had enough rues
Regretful not my betrothed you; my hearty faithfulness
Search it not for invincible are the initiating clues.
My search for you is for the wanted oneness
Of our bond in a deep depth of openness.
Soothe my pains and satisfy my poor tension
Let this emptiness revive at your angelic unction.
GOODNESS LANRE
CONTEST: Romanticism In Rime Royal
HE READ WHAT WOULD BE CALLED THE
"ROLL CALL OF CHAMPIONS"
THE COMPANY NAMES THAT COMPRISE
THE TALUS, AND THE SANCTIONING BODIES
THAT RECOGNIZED THE TALUS CHAMPION AS
THE PREMIER CHAMPION IN WRESTLING
THE PRESTIGE OF HOLDING THE MOST
PRESIGESES PRIZE IN THE WORLD!
......KENTUCKY CHAMPIONSHIP
......THE CANADIAN CHAMPIONSHIP
......SOUTH ASIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
......ALL FRANCE WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
......MEXICAN WRESTLING ELITE WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
.....NEW BRAZILIAN WRESTLING CROWN CHAMPION
.....THE GREAT NORTHWEST WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
....... NEW CHINA CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING
.......BRITISH GOLDSTONE TROPHY
......ALABAMA WORLD PRIZE WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
......NEW YORK STATE AND JERSEY SHORE WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
.....NEW GROUND APPALACHIAN CHAMPION
......HOLLYWOOD WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
......CUBA NATIONAL WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
.....NATIONAL WRESTLING ASSOCIATION WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
......AMERICAN WRESTLING ALLIANCE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
....NEW GUINEA ALL PRO WRESTLING MERCHANT CHAMPIONSHIP
......MARYLAND FIGHT PRIZE CHAMPIONSHIP
....... ALL TEXAS NATIONAL WRESTLING ASSOCIATION WORLD TITLE AND MEXICO CITY CHAMPIONSHIP
......PUERTO RICO WORLD WRESTLING COUNCIL WORLD WIDE WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
.......sOUTH AFRICAN AND UNIFIED EGYPT CHAMPIONSHIP
.....RUSSIAN NATIONAL WRESTLING COUNCIL CHAMPIONSHIP
....MONGOLIAN WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT WRESTLING TITLE
....INDIA NATION NATIONAL WRESTLING TROPHY
....GERMAN WRESTLING AFFILIATE "CROWN OF WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP
WORLD WIDE WRESTLING'S WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
THESE ALL COMPRISE WHAT WE RECOGNIZE THE WORLD OVER AS THE TALUS CHAMPION THE ULTIMATE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION
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THIS WAS TO CALL ATTENTION TO THE STAKEHOLDER MEETING IN CANTON OHIO TO FINALIZE THE SCHEDULE FOR THE TALUS CHAMPION AND HIS OPPONENTS. tHEY WERE SEARCHING FOR AN INDEPENDENT COMPANY TO SANCTION THE MATCHES FROM STATE TO STATE AND COUNTRY TO COUNTRY
Autumn Royal
We cherish Autumn's gift when Summer goes;
its fire of red and ginger scenes amaze.
The beauty of those brilliant hues foreclose
the thoughts of Winter gloom post Autumn's blaze.
Rich amber, cinnamon, and pumpkin haze
stretch wide for miles along the country lanes;
a lovely glow we hope and pray remains.
Yet soon, leaves fall and spread the waiting ground
with Fall's bright orange-saffron-umber shawl.
Still happily, we hold these days renowned
to keep us pleased before cold Winter's call
bedims the glow with its first snow-filled squall.
But, as all things in life maintain a scheme,
the crimson days of Fall must lose their gleam.
Sandra M. Haight
~First Place~
Premier Contest: Autumn Royal
Sponsor: Dale Gregory Cozart
Judged: 10/05/2017
Required Words: Amber Cinnamon Crimson Fire Ginger Pumpkin Saffron Umber
Cowards live to exist for nothing
Our land is firty and dirty
Calamity every where
Right in front of our very eye's
Our prophets are slain
The very ones who stand so brave
Are been punish for the truth
Before our very eye's
We see our hero's fall
We see our very own best slain away
We see our women abuse
We see our natural resources wasted to greed in africa
We see ourselves go hungry
We see all we have been given
Taken far from us
I wonder what you see
Before our very eye's
We work like elephant
But we eat as rat
We run but we never know
Our destination
We strugle only for the greedy
We stand but not tall enough
We wallow only to end in confusion
We see yet i dont know what you see
Before our very eye's
We see polictician promising us
Heaven on earth
Only to leave us in shadows like a slave
We see our leaders stealing from us
We see our land turn blood
We see our children go hungry
We see our mother's grieve
We see our men used so terribly bad as just tools
We see our old fathers dieing in pains of illness
We wonder yet I don't know what you see
Before our very eye's
Alot we see
Alot makes us wonder
Alot we can't say
Alot fear is killing our sight
Alot we want to say
but we are so scard of the unknown
I wonder when all this will be a past
As well yet I wonder
What you see