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Even though I read tribute poems at your memorial service I still
Can’t believe that you both died aged just 19 and 20.
Staring me in the face when I open my cupboard are the plastic beakers
That you and your brother drank from when you played at our house -
All it took to lose your lives was powerful Ecstasy tablets
Such a tragedy that we will never ever get over …
You are always in my thoughts Jacques and Torin.
Tribute to Jacques and Torin Lakeman who tragically died in December 2014
Contest Ecstasy Sponsored by John Hamilton
06~28~16
The shell remains, picked clean by
Hungry vultures, ravenous with greed-
Eyes, gouged out, now vacant in their stare.
Raw morsels of choice bits and parts,
Unsparingly stripped or torn away, and
Soft gutted vitals furtively devoured,
Totally filled the needs of scavengers who
Yielded to hunger and shared the feast.
Cruelly, the carcass rests on bony frame
Although once supported by plump,
Round parts, on which it mightily ran-
Crushed and crumpled, now an empty shell.
Abandoned, there it lies- the scavenged,
Shattered, rusty, ravaged Chevy-
Staring- lifeless, amid the weeds and grass.
June 14, 2016
~9th Place~
Contest: Rusted and Busted
Sponsor: Casarah Nance
Judged: 06/27/2016
1st Place
Contest: A Brian Strand July 3
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 07/03/2021
BEDTIME MAGIC
Sprawled under nightscape of galaxy bright
Tiny sequins pulse on blaze of luster,
A beaded stars nova bursts on flight
Into a full-blown montage, the lawns flicker
Reams of tales climb on visions lit by dappled view
While children’s breaths gleam of fantasy hayrides,
And fairies jut out from chapters to touch the hue
Yearning to blend into a ladder that divides
The seashore from a skyline blushing streams;
On one unmentionable lightness of firework glory
Tinseled rhinestones kindle hopes of angelic dreams,
Holding a cachet of flowered moon for bedtime story
Enchanted, their mother blows a peppermint kiss
Staring at gems waltzing high up on glittered air,
Threads of her locks meshed by twinkles of lullaby bliss
As graceful nebulae cuddle sweetened hours, ever fair
Rounding her infants, wonders of night magic sigh
Stars radiant dip into eyes; winking good night, goodbye!
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For Gautami Phookan's Sweetest Touches Of Verse
By nette onclaud
Gaze into one's eyes..
You shall see one's truth
You shall feel one's truth..
The eyes contain depth..
There lies no deep dark secrets..
Secrets reside deep within..
Swims beneath one's ocean..
An ocean of which is inside all of us..
Inside one's ocean is years of pain..
Blades of a knife..
Cutting and taring away..
Accumulations are within your ocean.
At times they remain stagnant..
At times they arise..
Exposure occurs..
Realization of one's ocean within..
Had been submerged in dark murky waters
Had been swimming beneath your ocean ..
Inside..
Shark infested waters ..
Inside your ocean there is all of you..
Not only your pain..
There is your joy..
Your loving moments..
Memories creating nostalgic moments..
They swim along inside of you..
Within your ocean..
All had reached the top..
The surface of the ocean..
It shall always be your own truth..
Your beautiful eyes..
Is the surface of your ocean..
Gaze into one's eyes..
You shall see..
The surface of the ocean..
Connected to the window of the soul..
Your beautiful eyes don't lie..
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Madness
Take me away, far far away to your madness;
In your asylum of thoughts you do deny, and you punish me to fuel your unforgiving lie.
Take me away, up up up into your cloud
where my heart does death and dies;
Wish me then, an unwellness there, on your cloud of pretence, and I see it , the fool in your eyes .
Crow in the trees , you chorus your sqawrk of dis ease ;
I, my heart broken to your content; You are pleased to tare me apart; I know of your judgement;
Here on the cloud of sorrow; On your branch you squawrk and you flap, scratching your itch, taring my heart apart; It's your rap, where your words and complaints and your explanations of no sorry you sent;
Echoes the alarm , take me far far away to your madness, bent up in your arms .