Long Triple Poems
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Scull in the waters under the sun’s incandescence.
Go along with the wind’s rhythm and my heart’s cadence.
Sail far until orange firmaments paint you into black.
Know where you are heading – don’t you ever come back.
If someone finds you alone in the riverside floating,
You’ve got the opportunity to tell my words that are worth-sharing…
“You’re special and worth to be loved.
You’re more than any riches; don’t think you're unloved.
You’ve got a million reasons to feel joy in your heart.
Your stories are fascinating and they’re worthy to impart.
Don’t let your grief and hatred live in you forever.
Soon you’ll flourish and be greater than ever.
This universal love shall be passed like an endless ripple
It should last to save one or triple.”
January 8, 2021
The Last Love Letter Contest
Lion 'bout grabbing tiger by tail
Holy mole lee
watch out fowl, balladeer
look out... i.e. donkey kong
primate doth share
footloose slothful writing,
essentially swiftly tailored hare
reed styled mountebank
gets made by mice elf,
an imperfect triangulated square,
while "fake" charioteer
looses neigh scent horsesense
glomming "fake" papier
mâché piñata across animal planet
rhyme without reason,
nonetheless who doth dare
dovish and/or hawkish
elk quint lee otter vamoose
double, triple, quadruple... dare
to caw meow ta
as silence rings loud and clear
ja hiss don't miss snake
pig in a poke hogtied
sow owl only tell ya beware
me dogged holy cow
cuckoo bird harebrained
effort won't impair
corpus collosum, where
seat of thinker housed
fortunately ye ant near
my neck of the woods here
Schwenksville cuz after
innocuous, impetuous, illustrious...
brainstorming deluge... glare
til hearts content
with nostrils that flare
lemming just be reel
regarding rocky mission
opossum bull, I swear
dogged bonafide effort
thanks ocelot to bear
with beetle browed toadying
off fish hill who accidently
didst entrap and snare
courtesy hook line and sinker
masterly baited metaphorical
Earthworm dangling cyber air
coon sitter me batty
Ass sin nine, I admittedly duck lear,
but don't badger me, Noah
ark confess with prayer
yak see no porpoise here.
I love books that have no end,
truth that is hard to bend,
letters I forgot to send,
and reading them again,
unmade beds that invite,
stories I need to write,
eating ice cream with contrite,
knowing wrong is sometimes right,
I love grass that needs mowed,
a garden that feeds my soul,
boots that kick my toes,
boats I never row,
bridges that go nowhere,
the triple dog I dared,
knowing my love was fair,
falling up the stairs,
I love price that's worth the cost,
my mind that I found lost,
tomatoes that never rot,
the demons that I fought,
never having enough on my plate,
hearing words you can't say,
leaving when I was told to stay,
being the keeper of my own fate.
~Vickie Thayer~
Where Can They Go?
So axiomatic, they'll be displaced
from forest homes, they harbored many years.
Now, over time, their shelters were replaced;
their land dug up by building engineers.
The deer and fox, wild turkeys, many more
inhabited these backwoods, then pristine,
along the banks of nearby river shore,
enjoying nature's ways, yet hardly seen.
But, now they're roaming in our private yards;
no longer can enjoy their wild enclave.
Their virgin forest bulldozed, ground to shards.
No altruistic thoughts the builders gave.
Rejecting asseveration - no regards,
their mega-mansions built with disregards.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Triple-A Challenge
Sponsor: Robert Haigh
Required Words To Use: axiomatic altruistic asseveration
The thing about scrabble,
Is one should never burst a bubble,
Accept the tiles that fall your way,
In lieu of falling affray.
A Z in your rack,
Now to plan your attack,
A triple letter you see,
Please keep it for me.
A blank in your stock,
Now I'm ahead of the flock,
A bingo in mind,
Now where can I find?
My opponent not grinning,
Now that I am winning,
No more tiles in the bag,
But I am trying not to brag,
I play the last tiles on my rack,
But is that enough?
A close game in the end,
But always a friend,
Win, lose or draw, I extend
It's the company, I savour,
As scrabble will never go out of favour.
By Michael Robinson - my Nephew
The Pope is
the Bishop of Rome
is the Vicar of Father Christ (Jesus) on earth
The visible Head of the Church
Successor of St. Peter
The supreme ruler of all Christians
He is the supreme judge in all matters of faith
Morals
In pronouncing upon which he may exercise unerring
His office is called the pontificate (or papacy)
As possessor of the keys to the kingdom of heaven
Gifted with unerring or certainty
The Pope keeps the doctrine of the faith pure
Acts as the center of unity in the Church
His office is a royal one
As represented by the triple tiara traditionally worn by the popes
Poem Written: 10:12a.m.
Time Written: 10:12a.m.
Poetry Form: Free Verse
Ice Sleep Quickly...
Slowly counting backwards from one hundred
if restless, yet most every night/early morning,
when tiredness defeats ability to remain alert
though rarely these days no difficulty to dream
way before mentally mouthing the number zero,
a segue way into unconscious state disengages
awareness, nor does yours truly recount numb
burr, nor REM member upon awakening hours
later how far from first triple digit to nought, I
ceased noiselessly iterated theoretical string of
symbols (representing whole sum quantity), the
likes linkedin to the Hindu-Arabic numeral cyst-
stem attributed to two Indian mathematicians awk
credited with developing mode to abstract former
lee bird den some assignation expressing a short
shorthand to conveniently represent a numerical
value, honor belongs to Aryabhata of Kushuma-
pura developed the place-value notation in the
fifth century, and about one hundred years later
Brahmagupta introduced important symbol for
zero, without such (now obvious) methodology,
this nocturnal primate, would most likely resort
to awkward, bulky, clumsy, et cetera alternative,
sans Roman numerals silently with eyelids shut
tight, thus imagine if ye will this sir soundlessly
enunciating c, xcix, xcviii...praying to dog never
reaching the lowest solitary i, cuz this mister, he
would never be accountable waking bolt upright
resembling a zombie emitting nought a peep, cuz
this suddenly duped frenzied hotmail, would have
zero choice!
~April Showers~
( Pensee Triple )
During
April showers fall
Flowers smile happy and bright
Roses and tulips bloom around
There is nothing like spring
Spring smiles
She gifts beauty
Brings with her renewal and hopes
Her beauty is very serene
Soft like butterfly's wings.
There's rain
All thru springtime
Showers brings us blooms and cheers
Sign to all of new beginnings
Time to dream and soar high.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
December.17.2015
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's Notes:
The "Pensee" is an English syllabic form or style. The word pensee means
" a reflection or thought". The Pensee consists of five lines.
Or Spring Showers...
God’s presence* in my life daily is my utmost desire
Such is axiomatic every time I wake up ‘til I retire...
His peace is what I want to reign over me surely
To conquer my fears triumphantly.
In His compassion is where I find freedom indeed
As I fellowship with Him, unmindful of time to exceed…
I thank His joy embracing me upon His certainty
Dispelling my thoughts of anguish and anxiety…
Thus, His guidance keeps me settled
Leading me to be altruistic where I’m lovingly handled...
His grace hedges me around His embrace
Away from Him, my asseveration won’t have value-trace…
Truly, victory awaits me thru His power
To bear service-fruits as His diligent sower!
*Psalm 116:14 I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all his people.
April 18, 2018
Featured among Poems of the Week, February 24-March 2, 2025
7th place, "Triple A (axiomatic, altruistic, asseveration) Challenge - 14 Lines Maximum" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Robert Haight; judged on 4/20/2018.
(triple senryu)
Felines are awesome
Why do you have to torture me so?
Kitties are...awwwcute!
Fluffy cat walks by
Why do you catch my eye? Whyy!?
Because...it's precious? :)
Felines are funny!
Why do they entertain me
With their cuteness? Aww...
(free verse)
Cats are my childhood memory.
Cats are adorbz.
Cats are unique.
Cats are fuzzy and furry!
Cats are extraordinary...
Felines are PLAYFUL!
Felines are like kids...they want to have fun and
Get your attention when they want you to!
Felines are weird...but they are my treasure of light!
Felines are priceless and smart, not dumb, dad!!
Felines are craaazy, but lovable all the same
Their independence amazes me...they purr with gleeeee!
My dependence towards them are eternity
What do you like about cats?
Answer in the comment box below!
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