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All night
the rain fell, heavy flooding the slopes and paths
that guided autumn walks through the now forest baths.
It was not a gentle wind that sailed
rather a chilled north eastern gale
that rustled leaves free from their summer shadowed trails.
Now trees dying without listing
the leaves turn to blustery orange crimsons
the rain and winds promise resisting seasons depictions.
An early autumn frost
rests solely on the turning moss
still green slippery smooth along the walks.
The summer fall speeds fast away
with trees and leaves naked in display
while the sun quietly slips pale through the day.
Night awaits, gathers little light
and the harvest moon fades to crescent white
as winter rounds the bend with chilling bite.
Too soon it rises cold,
the loss of heat, the oncoming ice and snow
and winter season takes an unwelcomed hold.
It"s ten to one in the morning.
i"m lying in my bed.
I have so many men to kill
there buzzing round my head.
My thumb is sore and aches
and hurts each time i press,
but i got to kill those suckers
i"ll teach them not to mess.
The bedroom door bursts open.
My Mother storms inside.
I quickly pull up covers
and vainly try to hide.
What the hell is this?
Don"t you know the time?
Her voice explodes in fire
I mumble humble fine.
The room decends in darkness
silence reigns supreme.
I"m grounded for tomorrow
my Mother she is mean.
The next day at the table
my behaviour is discussed.
My Father nods his head
and says i am the worst.
A whole day without gameing
God my lifes the pits.
I"m sure i"ll die of boredom
I bet I get the yips.
But soon the day is over
it"s midnight in my room
I can"t resist temptation
to pick up and resume.
I switch on my Playstation.
and put it all on mute.
My Mum will never know.
I think i"m pretty cute.
But what the hell is this
i"ve been taken for a mug.
that bloody devious Mother.
she"s taken off the PLUG!
(Son) Father, mother, time has come,
I’ll go out while I’m still young,
To venture out and see creation,
And wander through every nation.
(Father) Silly boy, don’t you know?
Life is long, take it slow,
Wait some time before you go,
As our child that’s what you owe.
(Mother) What will we do all alone?
Who will help us but our own?
When we’re old and senile,
Will you come all those miles?
(Son) Before you die, I promise,
I’ll come back, I’m honest,
I’ll take care of both of you,
And show you how much I grew.
But the son who went away,
Soon became nature’s prey,
Before he could come back,
He got buried in some crack.
First the parents were full of hope,
But after thirty years they began to cope,
That the next time they’d see their son,
Was when they’d died and life was done.
You vanished from my sight
I’m feeling this sorrow…this neglect already
I will decide to move on today or tonight
I will soon be ready
To run the extra mile
With you for a while
Just smile and be with me
Till the end, we’ll be together in unity
Forever lost in the wilderness of my mind’s eye…wearing an upside down frown
– I prize love, not loathe
How I wish upon a star to see you smile one more time this illuminating night –
Forever lost in the black hole of my mind’s eye…wearing an upside down smile -
I dream of our love, an undying, awesome oath
Don’t bid your goodbye or you might dampen the wings that want to take
flight
You vanished from my sight
I’m feeling this sorrow…this neglect already
I will decide to move on today or tonight
I will soon be ready
To run the extra mile
With you for a while
Just smile and be with me
Till the end, we’ll be together in unity
You vanished from my sight
I’m feeling this sorrow…this neglect already
I will decide to move on today or tonight
I will soon be ready
To run the extra mile
With you for a while
Just smile and be with me
Till the end, we’ll be together in unity
Move on with life! Move forward! Be bold and fight with your perpetual might…
we are as high as a kite…as a kite, drifting in the current of the aqua-blue sky,
receiving a stimulus kiss, no longer feeling like a lamenting mistress
You were my cup of tea once upon a time until you gave up on us – bless your
soul and heal our heartbroken spirits and don’t ask why
My eyes are so sleepy and soon I am dreaming,
I find a staircase and leave my reality;
At the top of the stairs is a house enchanting,
My childhood home, oh such delightful fantasy.
And I open the door,
To a house I adore;
And then I see Suzanne,
Oh, the Lord had a plan . . .
Suzanne would leave us weeping, but here was playing,
Oh, in this enchanted house dwells my family;
I hear Mom and Grandma in the kitchen talking,
Their laughter like tingling bells of a rhapsody.
Down below an uproar,
I go down to explore;
Oh Dad I almost sang,
A story Dad began . . .
Dad was telling Grandpa a big tall tale laughing,
Then, I go up to my room where I was happy;
With my dolls and teddy bears and books still waiting,
My family, entwined in this sweet tapestry.
Enchanted house for sure,
And from my eyes tears pour;
All dead - the Lord's command,
I turned away and ran . . .
back to reality . . .
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May 20, 2016
Rhyme Verse
For the contest, Enchanted House
sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron
Third Place
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We’ll build a wooden structure
With planks torn from our ships
And place it by their gates
Then we wait for the eclipse
Now I know you all have questions
About how I know these things
But I’ve studied all religions
Foreign Nations, Queens and Kings
Some kingdoms honor Bears
Some worship cats and eagles
Some lions, tigers, bears, “Oh My”
Foxes, wolfs and beagles
Now, these Trojans have one fondness
It stands upon four feet
It feeds upon the grassy plains
And they ride it down their streets
We will build it long and sleek
With a tail tacked to its end
And ears, upon its oblong head
But, with one thing more to send
There, concealed inside its belly
Are those who lie in wait
For the beast to be drawn inside
The Trojan’s massive gates
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So until the sun starts rising
You men must now embark
And assemble the device
While working in the dark
The others on the beach
A distraction will devise
To keep your labor secret
From those Trojan’s prying eyes
Now off with you, behind that mound
I have a party to attend
It’s not often I can have some fun
At the same time to offend
( Troy 1184 BC, The Beach Party )
The Flames of passion darted up
Into the evening air
It made the glittering of sand
Seamed like stars were everywhere
The drums had reached a beat
That made the young men, have to dance
And I’m sure it made The Trojans
Lose control and wet their pants
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While young men danced on burning sands
Displaying sex appeal
The Greeks would pause and strike a pose
And flex their buns of steel
The Trojans on the wall
Filled with heighten passion soon
Turned their backs and dropped the drawers
Displaying many moons
It seemed as if, we played all night
Now its time to take our chances
Bring forth the horse, and by due course
We all took second glances
The carpenters that worked all night
Had never seen the beast
It was a horrible interpretation
That is to say the least
I should have choose an artist
Much more suited for the task
For instead of building a mighty horse
There stood a giant ass.
No time to make corrections for
The dawn was growing near
We must move without detection
And crawl in through its rear
To be continued...................
Nail hitting with a hammer too heavy to bear
Smashed emotions; hammered, without care
Boards held together, but; will soon fall apart
No care given to the sad boards broken heart
Left out in the cold to weather the icy storms
This is to be the narcissist’s, bad cruel norms
You take as I give you; prove to me your love
Stand loyal; and obedient, my little rock dove
Your soul long forgotten; remains, unearthed
Until you find within you, your own self worth
Arise from the splintered and shattered wood
And fly to freedom; as only a rock dove could
But don’t play the victim it was your own fault
By playing the victim by your own sad default
Green faced lady who owns a sweet calf
You are truly frightening my other half.
Your elongated face is much like a giraffe.
And we are both terrified of your laugh.
Green faced lady, you look like a witch.
We shudder when you come by to ding doing ditch.
I have heard that you are a tattletale and a snitch.
Your pimply face looks like it has a perpetual itch.
Green faced lady, you are more than the status quo.
I spied you in my dried-up garden, way down below.
You were chewing up my beans, the ones I would like to hoe.
How soon you will change back into a frog, we will never know.
My daughter is coming
To spend some time with us
This coming spring.
I see her seldom, now
That we live so far apart,
And, because we are friends
At last, I miss her.
I think of all those years
When she was growing up
And, yes, older and married.
We had so many problems,
She and I, so many issues
We couldn’t seem to solve,
No matter what!
We fought and cried - said
Such hurtful things! She seemed
Only hateful, trying her wings,
Scornful of us, her teachers,
And all who truly thought
We wished her well. Even then,
There were times she needed us.
A late night call in tears –
“Mom, could you come get me?”
And, of course, I would.
I sat and held her hand.
At home, in cars, in hospitals.
But soon enough, we were
Angry with each other again!
Years passed, as they are wont to do,
And time has changed us both.
Like children, taking baby steps,
We’ve both tried out new ways
To trust each other once again,
And find that mother-daughter bond,
The precious caring that we’d lost.
We’ve stumbled oft, slipped into
Worn out ways too many times.
But now we climb back up
And try again. Little by little we’ve
Formed a new definition of “us”.
Finally, together, we have built
A bridge, a strong and lasting love.
The rampant rats made everyone afraid.
As they multiplied, trepidation stayed.
At first, there was no one who could be found
to free the village from rats that abound.
In the town, was there anyone around?
Along came a piper with a haunting sound.
He approached people with temerity.
“I shall play the sounds that will make you free.
As the rats listen to my melody,
they will leave your town as they follow me.
For my services, there is a large fee.
I will rid you of your problem; you’ll see!”
Soon, the rats all disappeared magically.
Not one rat was in the vicinity.
However, when the piper asked for pay,
the townspeople told him to go away.
“We find there’s no need for compensation.
Nothing’s in writing, no obligation.”
This breach of contract made the piper cross.
“People of this town, you will incur loss.”
His melody took the children away.
No one saw them again after that day.