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Premium Member Snow Globe Memories

God reigns in my snow globe memories
With His grace warming chilly December
Reverberating Earth's peace* as He's planned
Sounding triumphant joy of no slumber
Midst sparkling reunion's glowing ember 
While each clan member gives special number.

There in my "winterless" territory
Saviour grants gifts always with blessed delight
Supplying needs by His bounty's glory
Gladly shared with generosity's light
Intensifying Christmas giving's height
To prevail in all seasons of love's might.

Words of cheer are heard in my land of hope
Along the Tropics devoid of snow
Where cold weather marks moments for care-cope
When well-being goes to its downward flow
And hospital-admission brings sorrow
With debilitating status-arrow.

In my Dad's intensive care unit nook
The Lord visits my globe's health-brook.

*Luke 2:14 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

Original Title: Winter Wonder Dream Land

December 24, 2018
1st place, "CONTEST NO 550..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/31/2019.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Judging Behavior

I was on one continent and she another.
Both of us were always writing letters to each other.
I felt that we were headed in a romantic direction,
so I booked a flight destined for her location.
She was so lovely and ever so charming,
and as we walked arm in arm, she never stopped smiling.
The evening was ending so she brought me to her home,
and that was the beginning of everything going wrong.
Severed human heads were on display everywhere,
Suddenly I was wishing that I wasn't there.
"Doesn't all these severed heads bother you?" I asked she.
"Damned straight," she said, "my sister has more than me.
Every head represents a slain sworn enemy.
Each head elevates our status in the community."
Is this woman crazy? Has she completely flown the coop?
Not at all, this is normal behavior for the culture she has been exposed to.
If your brain had better receptors than everybody,
and the tissue of your brain was of the highest quality
and if you happened to be born and raised in Nazi Germany,
all the more faster you would develop into a greater Nazi.
Blaming someone for their behavior is one of the worst things to do.
All behavior is reflective of an environment that imposed its values.
If you were raised in the Amazon rainforest, you'd be a headhunter too.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member People I Have Met

Within the humanity and inhabitants of Earth
there is an great diversity of human kind . . . 

I have met people full of urbanity with polished manners
formally is their official status-
there are many who use their morality and ethics
knowing the difference between good and evil, right and wrong
to help others, they seem able to grasp the reality of any situation
lots of people have great ideas and mentally think good thoughts
that energy and vitality is like a seed that grows

But I have met people unbalanced, deranged and suffering
from insanity it seems, using vulgar words and profanity
there are full of volcanity ready to erupt like a volcano . . .

Have you ever met someone mindless, inanity is their name
they just lack ideas and their everyday life is mundanity

Oh then are those full of fatality, doom and gloom . . . 

But the worse people that I avoid are those who
are violent, savage, full of brutality toward all mankind.

_________________________
January 24, 2017

Poetry/Free Verse/People I Have Met
Copyright Protected, ID 17-868-611-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Inclusive Development For All

Development should be inclusive:
From far flung to the urban
From countryside to cityside
From the least to the greatest
From local to international arena
It's like a road, a railway
A blueprint, an organizational chart
A system or a scheme that everyone passed
Together hand in hand will improve, no one is left behind
A leader has short and long term solution
Crafting ideas and laws that benefit people up
Up in livelihood development consumption
Up in financial status development
Up in educational system development
Up in science and technology development
Up in research and development initiative
Up in marine and agricultural sustenance
Up in natural disaster mitigation and prevention
Up in government infrastructures and good governance
Up in digitalization process and innovation
Up in job placement and poverty reduction
Up in communication and in frequency
Excellent leaders think One Hundred Years ahead of his time.

Premium Member Irreconcilable Paradox

Leaderboard paradox
Bard, crank or chatterbox
Irreconcilable
Most undeniable
Two titles possible?
Can't have all three

Flourish and elegance
Meter and relevance
Grasp of the elements
Sensitive delicate
Post the best poetry
For all to see

Building community
Post with impunity
Dishing encouragements
Never discouragements
Attaboy lunacy
Nice job! Spondee

Magnitude, quantity
Content moronity
Quality suffering
Sputtering, stuttering
Faster through brevity
Haiku for me

Where is the paradox?
Chatter and atta-talks
Raising poetic stocks
Moving up leaderboards
Elevates all their scores
Best that you just ignore
All your competitors'
New poetry

Elegant, painstaking
Beautiful, time-taking
Longer time finishing 
Numbers diminishing
Falling so rapidly
Not even on page three
Drop productivity
Maybe you finish a
Poem or three

Status? ridiculous
Leaders? superfluous
Seek to equilibrate
Advocate, animate
Irreconcilable
Paradox schmeradox
Sharing delightfully
Cranking productively
Poetry supersedes
All rivalry

—————


For the “This or That, Vol 10” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Title: Irreconcilable Paradox
Date written: 02/17/2022
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: McWhirtle


I Was Made By People

I don’t write this for feed back or reaction 
as it's not my need too feel satisfaction 
I haven't invested nor look to progress
I'm just restless with rhymes ink press
them to an instrumental that's all
not a fool seeking approval to go professional
I don’t see or hear responses 
your thoughts are not on my conscience
I dont care if you hate it or like it
it's all cheese to me grated or sliced bits 
tastes the same on pizzas after ovens melt it
just a dried up felt tip impolitely 
drawing on the wall your boring common ite-ey
the world gave me a crippling anxiety
which has removed me from society 
if you want to see me act uncomfortably 
all you need is to say a compliment to me 
Cus me and you are completely apart 
you need them while I stay apart
I'm just messing because technology is at hand
but I'm sure this pastime is hard to understand
I sit at home writing for therapy 
spared a want to care what they think of me
Everyday alone blind never lose a blink of sleep 
opinions they pin on me stay unseeked 
I just ink in my seat to sooth my heartbeat 
so you’re a fool if you think it’s done for approval
I ain’t like you I ain’t usual 
so to think I want feed back
when I dont need that 
if given an elevated social status 
I'd evacuate free to a place more spacious 
however to the 2 faces who were loyal undoubtedly 
but quick to doubt and skip out on me, skidaddle 
once a friend revealed as a traitor 
see you later mate aint worth hating 
I've awakened to truth stated 
plus your company's overrated 
so don't come with me or after 
after friendship breaking cus if I'm not mistaken 
you said to everyone I make up stories
the blagger of Bath known for blagging bad on the ordinary
blagging like a bag carries baguettes in France
saying I'm mentally unstable while you compulsively lie
and I've quit chronic while you're still on it daily 
5 years ago I quit yet I'm bonkers well maybe 
yet plonkers believe how you describe me so clearly
I'll never forgive you for saying I make things up
we were like family and you totally mucked it up
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

THE COMING OF THE EUROPEANS

At the wake of their economic turmoil
Destitute sailors with battered ships
Set sails to seek fields of greener pastures
Aided by Indian Ocean winds, they drifted north
Welcomed with open hands at the Moroccan fort.

Seen as lost souls in need of aid and care
They were embraced, unaware of the deceit they'd bear.
Like salt dissolving into water, they melted in.
Offered status, they began a trade by barter.

But beneath their guise of humble traders lay a scheme
Their kindred followed, with goods as merchants' team.
Initially trading on Gold, diamonds and Ivory
With more fortune, our kin to slavery they bury.

Things began to fall apart, a wave that swept the land
Transforming cultures, as if done by God's hand.
Way of life of peasants from distant shores
Echoes of tongues never heard before.

Crosses rose where once stood ancient shrines
As old beliefs gave way to foreign signs.
Leadership stripped off it's dignity, embracing thoughts of a few.
Africa's destiny began to accrue.

The European arrival is our owes to borrow
Their taking knows no bounds, eating flesh and sucking the marrow.
No replacement offered for what they claim
In their wake, we're left to navigate a maze, a boring game..
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cornish poem We Cornish are a Nation

Cornwall is almost an island,
Thanks to the river Tamar and the sea,
Its indigenous inhabitants are us Cornish and
We Cornish are a nation - and will always be.

Kernow (Cornwall) boasts its own: 
       Parliament and laws home grown,
       Flag, anthem and crest with fifteen bezants,
       Cornish Pasty and Oggy Oggy chants,
       Patron Saint and noble Kings,
       National bird with its black chough wings,
       Unifying tagline of ‘One And All’,
       Cornish wrestling and silver hurling ball,
       Ethnic Minority status, Unique DNA,
       Cornish language still spoken today,
       Nationhood recognised worldwide,
Facts are facts and the facts can’t hide.

We embrace our British neighbours
For we are part of the UK team,
But we Cornish are a Nation
And we have always been.

Westminster chooses to ignore this fact,
Let it relent and admit its shame,
For whilst the truth beats in Cornish hearts,
A nation – we shall remain…
Form: Rhyme

Lockdown Update

20th October 2020

Daily Covid-19 Virus Update 

Status - High Alert
Lockdown
Tier 3 
Maximum possible restrictions

We've listened and are following
the Science

And here what i hold aloft in my 
hand are the most up to date 
current statistics numbers and
figures report

And the facts or reason or the basis
we have taken or made our decision
upon 

1 in 240 has contacted the virus
Or
239 do not have it whereas 1 does

And afterwards every member of
a live studio when asked responded
wow that's a lot

So 1 by definition or is a means of
defining what a lot is then 1 equates
to a lot

But then i thought to myself if
by way of means i choose a
different context to use or
do the maths without the use
of paranoia or sense of panic 

I said if i had $240 and gave
just a one single $1

Which of us would you say had
would be defined or the definition
of a lot 

You with your $1 
Or
Me with my $239

So if or in what we are lead to
believe is to be taken on face 
value that every single life or 
death is a hell of a lot

Then this virus has achieved 
over a very short period of time
what no one could before this
virus did exist

Something about the night

There holding up the belt, they said thpingall was questionable, the match was almost equal, clearly the 3 in the fall was a two with a right lifted shoulder. I still have the Trophy they championship committee drew a line and divided the championship.Neither disputed or unified, status; challenged, dually challenged.
Friction between promotions.Gelled over and squash, is going in storage for winter. They drew up the thinga muh jigg, in blueprint. Found folk to engineer it into existence, built it up,divided folks interests as who was or is. Promoted, a bout,found a venue. Conjarred up a show, now we gotta get the peoples asses to sit with there passes. They are talking about inventing the automatic vender. Where all men can sit order grub and chill! Man we got some work to do.
Form: Ballad

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