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Righteous Love So Grand--
Ragouts doubting dreams
Individual starlet does scream
Grilled tourneys resources
Hot linguine imagine voices
Tourneys inter-vision bloom
Exultant roundelays run
Owns penned ricochet bouts
Understandable spangle shouts
Spangle glimmer goes out
Long roundelays solo run
Own imaginations laugh
Vigorous intellects cry of love
Excellent fillets run fast
Such ragouts shout
Own fascinations walks
Golden shoes holding hands
Romantic imaginations cry
Aggressive fantasies laugh
Narrow conceptions glimmers why?
Deadly fascinations runs back
3/25/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
What taste of freedom in your mouth
This flag flies free from north to south
Red, white and blue in every cloud
Flies steady, free, and makes us proud
This liberty, this freedom shall reign
We boldly wave this majesty among the stars
So, let the star spangle banner wave
What taste of freedom in your mouth
Red is the color of our brave hearts
The battles fought; the blood sacrificed on these fertile shores
White is the innocent truth that shines through light
It means purity, liberty, and justice for all men
Blue sings about the vastness of the boundless sky
It stands for the eyes of freedom, protecting this great land
What taste of freedom in your mouth
Red, white and blue in every cloud
The star spangle banner sings free and sings loud
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
Dance beneath the magic moon and listen to the flute
the stars will spangle brightly and then render you a mute
Twirl around the trees feel the brush of wind against your skin
the music of the forest has bounce it lives and breathes within
Bap Bap boom boom boom bap goes the sound of the rain
let it trickle down your face and take away your pain
life a technicolor beat in every note pure heaven
twisty water waves that flow with ascension
the music of the nymphs will take you higher than the stars
mayhap it will just guide you, all the way to Mars
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When you have fallen fast asleep,
I'll crawl toward your hall and creep
out through your door...
Advancing quickly through the gloom,
I'll prance into your living room
and as you snore,
I'll pulverize your rug and purr,
while sizing up your Douglas fir,
and when I...
LEAP!
I'll dangle ever frantically,
until each spangle from your tree
is in a HEAP!
I'll SLASH your floppy socks's toes
and GNASH your boxes tops's bows
in savage bites!
Then lift, at last, my pretty tail
and spritz a blast of 'Kitty Male"
...to wreck your lights!
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Tinsel charm trees so bright how they shine on Christmas night
white snow falling gently calling, let us claim His light
forward into Christmas we are longing to ignite
as He gentles He potentials, He is power and might
Winter scenes and Noel gleams He is out of sight
this babe of love from up above has come to make it right
Beloved child of God Jul, riding on a mule they arrive tonight
that blessed family made of 3, such is our delight ...
Christ is born in Bethlehem touch his hem and heal thyself
yes he comes to save us all heed the call and share His wealth
lights and candles they do spangle as they roam with stealth
in a stable He is able, child of love and child of health,
Lights and candles how they spangle,
cling us to thy Holy Self...
I had the craziest time at the Squigglehawk ball
all the Frazzlefairies were bouncing off the wall,
Jellyfunts were swinging their enormous trunks
as they boogied away with pongalicious skunks
Young Squigglehawks gyrated in the balmy air
wearing pink tutus but their fannies were bare
Their antics created a humderendous kerfuffle
Pa panwongled them all with his wangabuffle!
When their Ma vamished some rainbow gowns
the youngsters claimed they looked like clowns
But they adored their lush spinklerly violet wings
and pogo-loged as if their legs were on springs
Ma Squigglehawk put on a spingle spangle spread
with chumley corn spears and warm glitterpuff bread
Pa Squigglehawk had brewed some honeydew wine
it sparkled like silver moondust and tasted so divine!
I flange wanged in the arms of a fit frazzlefairy
but we had to part when the bong went hairy
The next Squigglehawk ball is Saturday at eight
I can’t wait to wange with my frazzlefairy date
Craziest Time At The Poetry Contest
Choice 1: Craziest Time At .......
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
179 Words
07/27/20
Written: October 10, 2023
Night Bewitches Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
A dream is a microscope through which we look at the hidden occurrences in our souls. Erich Fromm
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In the placidity of the night's embrace,
bewitched the cosmos with an arcane grace.
The moon, a silver orb, may induce its rise.
Oozing its ethereal aurora over the skies
Whispers of worm words waft on wafture wear,
As the stars spangle, their nexus is spare.
The night wiles with its vestigial spell,
Drawing us in, under a talisman dwell.
Penumbras plaster pegs poltergeists of trees,
The twilight augury decry casts souls at ease.
Geezers of nightgown awaken from slumber,
Suing solace in the Cimmerian shade to clamber
The eventide sky overawes with a cosmic array.
Stars bedazzle and coxswain us on our way.
Moonlight sumptuous aura in a gentle glow,
Steer us through the shadow as the nexus flows.
Ebony necromancy decry a glamorous sight.
Drawing us close to the serendipity of the night.
In this cosmic wee hour, dreams bear flight.
Our souls are raised, and our hearts blight.
So let us indulge in this nocturnal delight,
As dusk vamps, squirting a glamor of delight.
Let us wander in the moonlit haze,
As sableness susurrous surreptitious sprays
Wee crepuscule twiddles, a plum night symphony
Where conceit phantasm and verity shed sympathy
Allotting an awareness acumen ariose and aureate
Upon ubiquitous utters uncanny unsophisticate.
The fuchsia ribbon
through her hair ...
more than spangle,
bound tight around
her tenacious heart,
the shining symbol
of sinews sacrificed,
precious flesh ruined,
moments with family
given to contention.
She removed it ...
tenderly secured her
little one's ponytail,
her tears christening
a transcendent hope.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Brian's Select 4, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Ribbon" Free Verse Poetry Contest, Line Gauthier, Judge & Sponsor.
Written: January 11, 2023
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Forge forth from force, never from forgiveness,
Don't fumble with the frame of your future.
With veils of past sins, allow some liveness,
Bind the soul's light to its faith by suture.
And dispel the darkness; squander no tears,
But flip the twig and then smile, smile, foresee.
Upon the smudged history of missed years,
Ariose pure soul that's zealous with glee.
Do not be proud of the grieve but believe,
That sacred spangle in your crux should grow.
Such as the striving spirit can achieve,
Gossamer scintilla arcane and glow.
We dance like moths to a flame beneath the stars of night
eager to watch the moonlight cast a spell upon the lake
and as our hearts grow wings we take to midnight flight
claiming our rightful place for the sake of love's daybreak
I want to lose my darkness and surround it with your light
and as evening draws us closer I will wish with all my might
that your love will be a sonnet written with a quill of gold
etched upon our faithful hearts , like a poem of old
We will keep each other happy with kisses hot and sweet
built a castle on the moon with a love that can't be beat
when the dance of life is over I will follow you to where
all the stars of heaven glitter and spangle , in the air
as we dance like moths to a flame beneath the stars of night ,
our hearts will grow two wings as they fly, into the light.