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Premium Member Small Fart

no one knows him in the room
except by loss of breath
greeted as unwelcome guest
his stinking scent is death
noses wrinkled in disgust
when sensed this gust of wind
all souls beneath his sickly scent
are far too quickly pinned.
inhaled in gasps of shortened breath
each person feels impending death.
Surprised, all eyes begin to scan
so desperate for a breeze or fan.
Feeling faint they seek escape
from reeking odor, lungs in rape.
A paler pallor faces all.
noses seeking some release.
knees so weak they nearly fall
from lungs too weak to call.
Those outside hear tears and pleas
so open doors for those on knees
finger pointing, whispered tone
but none the smallest fart will own.
Small fart dissipates and leaves
crowd relieved, all sigh.
A slow goodbye that no one grieves
so glad to see the open sky.
No friend the small fart has, he knows.
He comes and goes by wrinkled nose.
All he does so quick offend,
wish to hell he'd swiftly end.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Something Old Something New

Something Old Something New

Viola - Original


Admiring her beauty he was mesmerised
Her complete perfection brought tears to his eyes
Holding her tenderly in his loving arms
Slowly he caressed the magic of her charms.

This was the gift he had waited so long for
The answer to prayers he had made to the Lord
It felt quite spine tingling as his heart took flight
Sensing that he’d love her till close of his life.

As he held her within a loving caress 
His fingers traced o'er her with skill set finesse 
Feeling the joy to the world that she’d bestow
Strumming her heart strings music began to flow.

They got on well and lived happily in tune
She was his amulet to finding fortune
Together they made sweet music forever
Nothing but death could tear them apart ever.

He carried her in a case on his shoulder
The musical, adorable viola.
5th October 2021

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Viola - Updated
Taking her gently into his loving arms
Slowly caressing the mystique of her charms
Admiring her allure he was mesmerised
Her stunning elegance brought tears to his eyes.

Feeling electrified as his heart took flight
He sensed that he’d love her till close of his life
This was the gift he had prayed to the Lord for
As if by magic she’d appeared at his door.

His fingers slid o'er her with skill and finesse 
As he held her within a fervent caress
Strumming her heart strings music began to flow
He felt the joy that upon earth she’d bestow.

Nothing but death could separate them ever
Together they made sweet music forever
They got on well and dwelt merrily in tune
Roaming the world seeking stardom and fortune.

The admirable, musical viola
That he carried in a case on his shoulder.
19th October 2021

Something Old Something new Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : John  Lawless
Form: Rhyme

I Want to Know What It Feels Like To Be a Normal Teenager

To go out with friends
Without having a care in the world
To find people
who just get me
And accept me the way I am
To be good at a sport
And to be known
To do well in school
Yet not be “too nerdy”
To be pretty
Without being accused of 
Seeking attention
To popular
But not obnoxious
To be in love
Without falling into the trap
Of he loves me, 
He loves me not,
And wondering everyday 
If I am worthy of your love
Without worrying everyday
If today will be the day
You find someone else 
and leave

I want to be a normal teenager
Because soon 
It will be this time
That I grieve

Instead
I crawl out of bed everyday
Wondering if I am good enough
For any of this
Pretty enough to go
Out with friends and to
Not have a care in 
The world- 
And just be myself
Social enough
To be accepted
By a group of people
The way I am
Fast enough 
For my name to be 
Known in my sport
No- 
Just to be 
Average
at my sport
To be smart enough
To do well in school
And even have a future 
To be cool enough
For people to want
To be around me
To be beautiful
Without having to
Put pounds of
Makeup
Everyday
Making-up
A false reality
Of the person I
Would die
To morph into
Just to be good enough
For someone to love me
Without them wanting to leave.

Even though
I am living 
As a teen,
My teenage experience
Is something
I grieve.

Premium Member In a sea of time, seeking happiness like a mirage dancing on the horizon

In a sea of time, seeking happiness like a mirage dancing on the horizon,
people confess their desire like a secret, like a confession in the night,
and in their words hides a trembling of the soul, a shadow of bitterness,
because happiness becomes a project, a fragile construction of dreams,
an endless quest, like a journey to a land that cannot be reached,
and the present slips through their fingers, an hourglass that cannot be turned,
anxiety nests in minds like a night bird hidden in leaves,
and with every passing moment, the fear of not reaching where they hoped,
becomes an insurmountable wall, a shadow spreading its wings over the heart.
So they turn to philosophy as a refuge of peace,
books become silent friends, whispers of wisdom on dusty shelves,
and therapy, a corner of the world where words become a balm for the soul.
But in all this searching, they forget that happiness is not a destination,
but a moment, a thrill in time, a ray of light piercing through curtains,
and perhaps true peace is not found in the future, but in this moment,
where breath becomes a poem, and the heart beats like a silent metronome,
in a present that no longer slips away, but becomes eternal, under a sky full of stars.
© Dan Enache  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member A Smile For Death

Our slip away begins
From the moment of our first-drawn breath.
I've been dying all my life, I see
Yet still can smile at Death.

For if Death is Dissolution,
What cause is this for fear?
There is nothing here more terrible
Than the merging of an ocean with a tear.

Great seas roll far within us,
So as well, wide skies.
Salt of blood. wind of lungs
Descend to deeps, ascend to clouds,
As each new traveler dies.
So if the End means Meetings, Revelations
- Though my heart counsels otherwise -
Shall I then be deemed the less
For seeking soul's reflection
In lover's face, in children's eyes?
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Destiny's Clutch

The dawn spoke her name like a silken secret
carried carefree by the tradewinds of lust and larceny
imported from the traderoutes of paradise and pandemonium, 
sequined with violet venom she venerates the virtue of volition
her love is unlawful, unequalled in unrest, righteous in conquest,
tender in temptation, torrid your surrender, her beauty a will bender,

Queen of Empire Passion, warrior unknown to submission
her kingdom was not inherited, glory and throne ungifted,
the treasures, stables and territories, battles and crown all won,
rich in intellect, endowed with rare resources, affluent in original passion
bejeweled in natural beauty, she bewitches beasts and men alike,
Poets pen her preciously as Woman Total, Priests implore her pardon,
male servants pander to her anger and ardor, satisfaction she commands,
Sisterhood the symbol and soul of her mission,

I was just a man, a wanderer wading through her reign,
from the unsubdued North I came, a curious traveler with ancient name,
my tribe unfamiliar, underestimated, a Chieftain of steady pulse,
tresspassing towards her roots my aim was direct knowledge of her
woman of renown cunning and learning, woman of exotic ability,
seeking teaching and romance, though I would not be her Subject or victim,
this she knew, this she abhorred, a challenge to her dominance,

I agreed to meet her alone in the open morning of war,
in an abeyounce of gliding fire she comes riding out of the sun
regalia of black roses against red tears flying above her shoulder,
our horses begin a battle tromp, breaths heavy with moist mania
she has leopards in her eyes
poinsettias and death's palms painted on thighs,
scalps of exlovers and enemies slung on sadle
we acknowledge one another with ritual yell
I exclaim, Warrior Poetess, she screams Poet Warrior!
dismounting with mutual vigor our combat erupts
cutting my cheek with her blade's lip
kicking me in the ribs
I clinch her collared throat
and heel trip us to the ground
she snarls, I growl,
a glimpse of rescue in eachother's eyes -

J.A.B.
Form: Epic

Premium Member Buried Sin



Sometimes I feel confused and I know
I’ll reach for that cup that overflows

Overflows with love, joy and grace
Reminding me why I need His embrace

Embrace of One who saved my soul
There isn’t a doubt He made me whole

Whole so that nothing can ever take away
The beautiful light He shined down that day

Day when my heart was filled with His love
The kind of love that comes from God above

Above, there lives One who knows my pain
He makes a way when I’m walking in the rain

Rain that falls to remind me of my heart’s tears
And the One who silences all my darkest fears

Fears that haunt me with their urgent doubt
Seeking to dissuade me, but I know the way out

Out of the pain, out of the sorrow that abides
He brings peace to my life as He gently guides

Guides me through the shadows, into the light
Where I see my Father making all things right

Right with my God, right with my Savior
He always forgives me for the worst behavior

Behavior that tells me there’s still work to do
So I open my bible and meet the One I always knew

Knew in my heart that Jesus came to save
Even the worst sins, He sincerely forgave

Forgave me so that I can shine, white as snow
Because of the cross where His blood did flow

Flow so that I could know a peace that defeats the adversary
With forgiveness for all my sins, sins Jesus’ love did bury
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Blessing the Lord All the Time -Psalm 34

Be determined to always give praise
uttering continually in God to boast
making the humble hear and be glad
wherever they are in land and coast

Seeking the Lord with all your fears
His ears heard freeing you from them all
the poor cried out to the Lord himself
saving them having heard their call

What blessing it is to trust in the Lord
this is evident when you receive His taste
seeing all that's God is abundantly good
come to the Lord then you'll make no haste

Learn to do good and from evil depart
speak no guile but peace always seek
for the Lord's eyes are on the righteous
as He looks to the humble and meek

The righteous may face many afflictions
but from them all the Lord will redeem
so praise the Lord for all His blessings
everlasting mercies from the one you esteem
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The bride groom cometh--

His evil malicious taunting's
Lucifer shifts minions and demons;
Spiting on the womb of the bride;
Embracing her soul windows closed;
The bride groom cometh

Tried and tied in the knots of life;
Desperately seeking wife's;
Separate the rooms, implant shame doom;
Body count concludes;
The head is separated from the main;
The bride groom cometh

The fam is distain;
Calculated divisions;
The bride groom cometh
Dirty broken windows cleanse with maple-syrup;
While little girls still play patty-cake and jump rope;
I can't wait for the Husband of the Church to come;
I can't wait for the parting of the skies;

The bride groom cometh

Catfishing dirty dishes mouths spitting;
Mixed decisions--
I can't wait to see with mine spiritual eyes;
The bride groom comes, The bride groom cometh


5/17/24
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024

Premium Member Robot World

Robot World
 We will be invaded by our own invention.
 A.I. will be more powerful than man.
 Men have always been seeking knowledge.
 Always putting us all at risk.
 Trying to replace God with something higher.
 Robots have helped mankind lose jobs in the fire.
 I wanted to write about something different.
 Are you ready for a bar code on your arm or forehead?
 Machines will be in charge of our lives.
 Surrender or die.
 Mankind is always destroying our values.
 Our minds are lost 24/7 in our cell phones.
 No more social lives.
 Program the human race to put us in line.
 No more freedom of speech.
 On this road no one will be free.
 Empowered robots directing traffic for all mankind.
 A great life we once knew all left behind.
 Enter a new nightmare.
 Escape a higher power if you dare.
 The fall of man.
 A.I. takes over with authority and our land.
 The future is already here.
 Get ready to serve the machine in fear.
 Wewill all be completely controlled by cameras.
 No place to hide from the red eye and lenses.
 Our leaders have no clue how to run this country.
 After the tipping point, no one will be free.
Form: Rhyme

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