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Premium Member - The Day Is Yours Leonora -


You were born the day your mother stopped being pregnant
With an amazing balance of sun and stars
Life's arrival there is what you are destined for

Today is a perfect day to tell you that you are a wonderful friend
You know what I like about you? Your smile, hugs, love and care
You always come with encouragement, not all angels have wings visible

You grow up strong with the wind and the bird's song
Except that now you examine landscapes the longed for tidal wave
When the sun had slipped behind the hills you're thinking what's next



                      HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR LEONORA !!!!!!!!
                                         (05/10/2015)





04.10.2015 A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Irony

It was like the moon looking at a flashlight 
Yet still having the nerve to ask how to light up the sky
It was like a tidal wave seeing raindrops and saying
“I wish that water was mine”

Like love asking a wall how to stand up to time
Like lava seeing fire and wishing for that heat
Like a grandmother asking candy 
“What does it  mean to be sweet?”

Like you asking me what it’s like to be pretty.

It’s ironic in the simplest form. 

While love and walls stand up to time 
And the waves look at rain and think
“I wish that water was mine”
The moon and flashlights light up the sky

Even if one being is “lesser” than the other, envy is there regardless.

Premium Member She Arrived Innocent

My new kitty cat arrived in a tattered box,
she has long grey fur and looks like a fluff ball;
and it turns out she is quite a chatterbox,
but at first kitty is shy and does not play at all;
she is so sweet and innocent and very small !

As the days pass she becomes really brave,
I see quickly how naughty a kitten can be;
she likes hiding deep in my under the bed cave,
when I want to hold and pet her-  she will flee;
my home looks like it was hit by a tidal wave !

Sometimes, my kitty will lay sweetly on my lap,
and naughty turns to purrs-   oh so innocent and nice;
she pushes things off the window ledges to catnap;
and for supper, I feed her warmed up chicken and rice,
and I soon learnt that to stop a mad dash-   just clap !

"Kitty could be called spoiled but I love her to pieces,
and each day our love for each other only increases ! "

                                                 Quote _by Constance
                                 
_______________________
March 04, 2022

Poetry/Rhyme/She Arrived Innocent
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1436-346-04
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France

Written for the Premier contest, Naughty Yet Innocent
sponsor, Mohan Chutani, Judged 03/06/2022

Eighth Place
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Sending Waves Touching Beautiful Always

She who sends waves touching beautiful warm and gracious words
Draws bright sunshine smiles in our hearts as they sing in her grace
Flowing from the heart her beauty held in her Quill ready to write
Pure diamond sparkling rainbows as a true friend is a friend in deed

The tidal wave raises fine soaked sand from the bottom of the ocean
And the waves curl out pearl white reflecting a most Picture Perfect
Image that is truly splendid and always sublime to behold and cherish
As Nature’s soft wind caresses your aura and inspires your next poem

She who sends these very waves touching beautiful personifies a Muse
So rare, so special—and brings her influence and talents to bear in
Masterfully supporting the efforts of fellow poets and dreamers as they 
“Spill Ink” on blank pages late at night crafting their next poetic masterpiece

The very power and wonder of her good works and positive influence are
Always there magnificently arrayed like pure beams of sunshine touching
And dazzling all in her reach quite profoundly with the magic of her thoughts 
And the quiet courage of her convictions as the simply wonderful poet she is
    
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, 
November 26, 2014 (Free Verse) 

Author’s Note: This poem was written in honor of our colleague Anne-Lise
Andresen for her very fine poetry and for her continued professional support
and encouragement of other fellow poets.

Premium Member No more, circum-loqucat-ional '

One hundred and nineteen pages, bear redactions, some soulless pawns have
Been put into action.? The title states how
Its intended to go ( epstein epstein ) on top
As we know.' Yet there were others co-conspritors..The like.' So many victims and
Also deaths pre-bunking, false hype' Virginia is gone, but she is certainly not silenced.' She is i trust with God.? This
Thought gets me ignited.! Who will shut Him up.? He who opened up hell.' Who
Raises the dead, no lies here I tell.' He will
Release a tidal wave, too many dead and
Damaged, now must millions pray.' Ask He who gives in great abundance.' Live not in
This doubt, and their days are numbered.'
As are all..My own included, the world needs full disclosure, what has intruded.?
Here I call on God, by His Spirit; and Word
Shame again satan oh Father, let
The truth be aired.'
Form: Didactic


Premium Member Any Bit of Beauty

As the news rolls in like a tidal wave,
We try to keep our head above water now
Over 100,000 in U.S. predicted to die, as we try to save
We move like swimming, to stay positive somehow
In water so cold, as winter here hasn't passed
But, we dream of spring flowers on the way
We pray this nightmare will not last
We must stay strong, unite and find our way
I think about years ago when I could  barely survive
I think about many changes I have endured
Somehow, given the strength to stay alive...
As I sit here waiting for all to be cured
I am grateful for everything around me
My home is not like a cage, because I love it
I will hold onto hope and continue to see
Any bit of beauty,  like a new candle to be lit

Heidi Sands

4/1/20
Form: Rhyme

Helpless

I feel helpless I dont know where to start, 
you are one of my four beating hearts, 
the second beauty I brought into this world, 
I can only watch from a distance, 
from the barrier you set to others, 
I feel the need to wonder because I feel helpless, 
its fear that sets my weakness for you ,
a fear that has hit like a tidal wave I feel helpless, 
you seem so alone and I dont know why,

I watch you ....emoitionless and I just want to cry I feel helpless, 
it's a world of mental illness I could never understand,
it's a weakness always judged even at my own hand,
But now I see you suffer harder and harder days, 
with no way of hepling I feel helpless,

My second born daughter so beautiful and strong,
for all you go through and your days still go on,
you wake day by day and you hold ur hands high,
to the reason you stay in this world, 

I can only be glad you think of me that way because I feel helpless.
Form:

Premium Member Window on a String

Twilight has set me free
To this feeling I must cling
Then from the heavens descended
A window on a string... 

My view now slightly obstructed
By soul sucking muntins.
Perhaps it is a prank done by
Some snot nosed heavenly munchkins

A vision once so sublime,
Is now sullied by the glare
That mocks me wholeheartedly, my reflection 
Was donned with the blankest of stares.

I walked through the field to
Make my way back home
It would stay in front of me, 
No matter which direction I would go.

I got my baseball bat, gripped it tight
Got to make sure I hit it just right.
A tidal wave of a swing was greeted bluntly
With a sad song, the faintest of dings

How will I ever rid myself of it?
I am still stuck with this cursed thing!
Perhaps I am just cursed forever
With this window on a string.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Eve of Storms

EVE OF STORMS

As I look towards the horizon,
Without hesitation,
But with determined yet 
Heartfelt trepidation,
And see a distant angry
Storm forging forth
Its spluttering vicious curvaceous
Fearful advance holds my gaze
With historical ageless
Heartfelt emotions, 
That sink and dive,
And furl and curl, 
Knowing no one may survive!
Poseidon and Neptune take centre stage,
And Eve of storms unleashes wrath, 
Tempts oceans rage!
The beginning of time
Is about to meet Mythology
Eternity about to clash
With oceans and Astrology
The mystical ocean gods,
Meet Eve, the beginning of human 
Temptation, against all odds!
The reptile has achieved
Its evil aim and intent,
Causing chaos and fear 
Alone is it’s content.
The gods call upon God our Maker
To drown the serpent tormentor,
And quell this tidal wave
Ten storeys tall,
About to wipe out all, 
This massive water wall!
Eve of Storms has angered God
She had already lost the keys
To Paradise, now interferes
With Poseidon and Neptune,
The gods of seas,
God the omnipresent and the 
Only truth sends Eve back to Earth,
Is Eve of Storms,
Fiction, or myth people say,
But to this day
Whilst looking up
At starlit skies
We are no more the wise!

The Thunderous Ploy of the Heart

Brave and courageous they know the power of love
Hearts that bleed
Live by the creed of love
Giving their all
Knowing that love is like a tidal wave!


Shadows of comfort sprinkle the faces of those in love
Blades of power hold their mouth
Words of silence can’t escape
The thunderous ploy of the heart!

Love is a courageous journey
It starts at forever and ends at never!
Hearts that bleed are hearts that feed off the weight of love
The sudden shift of emotion illuminates the darkness
The singleness of a passion electrifies the soul
But the cold shift of isolation keeps the mission alive!

The heart bleeds
Feeding off every abnormality and
Revealing the centrality of all hidden thoughts!

Love is a comfort worth exploring
Love is an oddity worth refining
Hearts that bleed are hearts that feed off the weight of love
The sudden shift of emotion clarifies the darkness
The oneness of a passion electrifies the soul
But the cold shift of isolation keeps the mission alive!

Hearts that bleed
Live by the creed of love
Giving their all 
Knowing that love is like a tidal wave

Mark Frank

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