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Stallin

We are aesthetic in our congregation-
promotionally enthusiastic to see the next outing,

our outcroppings stupendously aligned to the demotion of the great race's need for participating eloquence,

Einstinien men and women we are...

Holding key facts at stake for the live's of those who cannot agree with us,

sending the signals,

eluding the cops, and of course...
never forgetting the fallen.


They are speaking wildly,
we have their farce continued,

they are breaking at the rims of the galaxies,

we are just catching them!


So adorn to adorn-

recalculate, and so go home to be born,

extrapolate every digitization before ending the alimony and diving to your depths-

because what's first came next.
Form: Prose


Premium Member Sunset

Sunsets
Beyond doubt I’m sure there could never be
Displays as lovely as sunsets to me
Changing kaleidoscopic shades of red
As sun descends to rest his drowsy head.   

God’s evening scene at its glorious best
We upon earth are stupendously blessed
Sky is most picturesque at eventide
While world awaits moon and stars energise.

Though at times grey clouds blot out the sunshine
Because it’s raining somewhere and that’s fine
Downpour of rain’s vital for revival 
Creatures of earth and mankind’s survival.    

 So whenever there’s a stunning sunset
The artist with His colourful palette
Paints the sky in the most delightful way
Treasure for pleasure at close of the day.   

 *+*+*

24th April 2023
Form: Rhyme

SNEAKY SLIMY SLITHERING SERPENTY SNAKE

The sneaky, slimy, slithering, squirming snake silently sat shamefully,
Stupendously-stumped.

The seated, sizzling, sneaky, slimy, slithering serpent still stupendously-stumped,
Squirmed slowly searching signaling scents.
With no stopping the squirming, silently-sneaky, slithering, shamefully-stumped serpent searching sign, the snake slithers sizzling surround sound.

Only with punishment, the slithering, slimy, silent, shamefully-stumped serpent stops sin-searching.

Now, be a bumble bee, buzzling big bumble bubbles and not a sneaky, slimy, squirmy, sin-searching, soul-scary, shamefully-stumped surround sound serpent-sizzling, sazzling, skimmed-scaled snake..•

Princess - a Sparking Beam Lighting My World

Filling the blank space of the heart hey my oxygen of love You braced the sand near the shore with an enriched almond in my life,
Oh my damsel !! Stupendously You are my love!!

Dipping in the soul of your's, relishing with the bunch of Jasmine,efflorescence is flushing on my way,
Oh my Queen !! Universally You vanquished my heart!!

Aster of my life,blooming Rose, alluringly captured the entire morsel occupying with an astounding charm of your's,
Oh my babes !! My lucid crystal,You shines forever!!

Heuristically resolved my problems filling with the stiff breeze unwrapping the emotions of love,
Oh my angel !! Happily You wrote the fairy-tale of my life!!

Near the samui bay, as like a relation between kit and boodle you spinned the petals of my life,
Oh my princess!! Drooping in your eyes I felt daunted!!

Implanting your waving leaves on my heart, melancholically removing the sad ness of my life,
Oh my lady !! zingels rangged in my refracting prism of soul!!

My starlit darkness is been flared up as if You are the brazen periwinkles balancing my world,
Oh my Pearl !! Lying in your shell of clam, Oysterically I Would love to clump throughout for all season!!

Adorably my dame-chick had gleefully connected me with every piece of my soul lusciously vibrating me,
Oh my doll !! Mirthfully You hit my heart a million times & blithely the spirit of yours made me solve the entire puzzle of life!!
© Maddy Sp  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ballad

Premium Member The Dragon and the Fairy

Galacticly heavenly, imagine Jupiter, kryptonite lunar moons
Sliding between celestial blue and dark moody skies
Wherein lived a Dragon who incredibly, loved snow
Fell in love with a fairy, millenniums ago!

Began courting daring Evelyn fairy gorgeous,
She was, declared his love thunderously, universe knew,
Of his eternal love for this immortal being,
Who toyed with snowflakes, flirting, but never ageing. 

Stupendously, Translucently, universally, vigilantly, willingly,
Love zoomed towards a forlorn dragon and fairy,
How and where would they find constant snow,
Obvious, teleport to Antarctica did this damsel and beau.


Entering Competition : Alpha Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
02/08/2021
Form: Rhyme


A Lovely Little Day Dream

The cinnamon scented days
in your grandiose porcelain cups,
as you would like to say,
in grass green warmth of May
of the sandal wood shadow
in your valley
made of three warm words from starry dark,
alongside the  moon-circles

It is lovely
A rose dance
In a tipsy trance
A blue Greece peace
descending downward
Shivering moon ice
And Amazon warmth
From mouth to mouth

“Go slow go slow “
Calls the lark
from moon-snow
“Go slow”
 
Why the distraction?
In the lovely job of translation
from fire to ice
Slice by slice
Dropping all disguise
Into a stupendously charming reality
Of collapsing charm

Then, all on a sudden
Why the reaction
Of sudden interruption?
 
The lark asks
“Look above
Visit the cascade first
The temples, the galloping horses
The beautiful bird-neck
And the awesome hills”
 
The cream coloured shaft of sky
beteen the two tension to the hilt
Maddeningly failing
Into freedom of the flood

Tumultuous silence ...
 
And he felt the  soft palm on his forehead
He came to
It was the nurse
By his hospital bed
‘Yes ?'
‘Sir, you have to ....'
'The chemotherapy?'
'Yes Sir'

A gentle smile on her face
A sandal wood shade
Of a different kind though
And ice slabs
In almost absolute temperature
_________________________________________________________
20/01/2017

Premium Member Mr Right:

Stupendously brilliant beyond compare,
This is how Mr. Right views himself,
Though intellectually disabled beyond repair,
He has fame, fortune, and great health.
When he decided to take up the thespian craft,
Handsome with a chiseled body of course,
But upon the stage, he'd make others laugh,
He would throw things about using brute force.
Alien he was too good humor it would seem,
When someone told a joke he would anger instead,
While everyone else would be laughing with screams,
And though he would deny of having a big head.
He swore he never drank or took drugs of any kind,
Addicted to himself Mr. Right was doing fine.
                              /|\
© White Wolf  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Amazingly Witty When I Drink

I am a new you when I drink
Amazingly witty; almost too witty for myself
Charming to the utmost degree
I would ask my friend 
But they are gone now
Because they cannot take my magnificence.

I am truly the royal Canadian queen of America
When I drink.
I am the Pharaoh of Egypt’s right hand sergeant at arms.
I am the cat who invented cream.
I am all that and more when I drink.
If you leave how will you understand brilliance?

Man I am witty! Spectacular! All of that plus to bags of chips.
For some reason, when I drink I become the best me 
The best of the best of the best of the best me.
Man, I feel powerful right now.
I am truly stupendously awesome!
Sure. Hit me another.

Premium Member Stop the Hate

Why do we hate, I often wonder why?
It spreads like a virus, causing our soul to calcify.
Expanding stupendously, as far as your eye can see.
Cornered in time, triggering its inhabitants to plea.

Love thy neighbor, is it really all that hard?
Refrain from following awry masses, stop playing off someone else's card.
It's time we make a change my friends, worldwide.
Start living for each other, instead of choosing a specific side.

Lead by example, constructively engage each day as we all should.
Stop focusing on only bad, and refocus on all that's good.
Expand your mind, try putting yourself in another's shoes.
There are two sides to every fence, each with different views.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Language of the Flowers

I have never seen an ugly flower
Flowers are always full of grandeur
Flowers are known to be beautiful
All the time, that's stupendously wonderful
All flowers speak a beautiful language
That we all fully comprehend. In this day and age
Everybody is yearning to hear the voice of love
The voice of a symphony coming from above
Yes, everybody loves the language of the flowers
It is a language, a sound of joy between lovers
And friends. Love is at the center of everything
Please keep on dreaming, please keep on speaking
The language of the flowers, the language of all colors
The dialect of the epicureans, the language of all lovers
I only see beautiful flowers in spring, fall, summer and winter
One flower has the power to improve the mood of a lover
Bring a flower to a lover, I guarantee you that you'll be happy
Keep on speaking the language of the flowers to spread unity
Love, respect, peace and the incredible fondness that we all need
Flowers do not discriminate or use foul words. Lead and feed
Inspire and incense the world with the perfume of the flowers
With the aroma of a stylish language and exquisite manners.

Copyright © August 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Form: Rhyme

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