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Purposeful Valentine's Day
Upon tis day,
thee am all set,
Retired in May,
didst nay forget,
Excuses naught,
schedules art free,
Thy bouquet got,
twelve roses see,
Velvety red,
scents to be strong,
Thorns art all shred,
do naught belong,
For fear of tear
all wrapped in silk,
Naught papered wear,
smoothly as milk,
Box chocolate,
assorted all,
Her favorite,
cannot recall,
Lest poked and jabbed,
art thou remain,
Whereto, thee grabbed,
thy likes became,
Thy card filled-out,
thee signed and sealed,
Ere now thee sprout,
start our tryst field,
Thou smile tendered,
memory serves,
Thy smile rendered,
tis well deserved,
Thus thee both rests,
thine rendezvous,
Nay, signs of pests,
toes filter through,
Imposing grass,
felt surreal,
As thee impress,
thy promised feel,
Poet speaketh,
thy love listens,
Thine Sun zenith,
skin now glistens,
Winds anoint thus,
birds entertain,
Her presence plus,
hearts one was twain,
Quote "Trees By Me",
under our tree,
Silent entry,
thus amidst thee,
Angel brushes,
stillness abounds,
Teardrop dashes,
comfort surrounds,
A common thread,
tenuous tugs,
Beholden spread,
flowers and card,
Add thine this be,
boxed chocolates,
Pierced normally,
left favorites,
Thus close day gave,
my Valentine's,
Read, seen thy grave,
between the lines.
2020 February 14
*1st Place*
STRAND SELECT P any form,any theme
~~Brian Strand
Howmanysyllables:
34 lines x 8 syllables per = 272 syllables total
On the bay the wind is scurrying
along its flock of waves,
with white crests honey combed,
to flip over their edges,
on blue foreheads.
The bow of the yacht slices
through the waves driven by the wind
in the sails, rattling the rigging,
heeling the boat over,
relenting to force of wind,
tricking the wind to drive the yacht
forward wind into the wind.
On the bay the currents play with the tides.
The ferries ply their routes,
hurrying and streaming,
with passengers waving to passersby
for no good reason, for no one asks them why.
The ferries toot their horns to
sloops, ships, skiffs, tugs, tinnies, dinghies and row boats,
hoping they will get out of their way soon.
Dolphins, twist, glide and turn, riding the bow currents.
They pop up to say: "Gidday!", "How's it Going!"
Surfacing for a one-eyed glace up at
the bow-riders standing up front like a figurehead.
Gulls dip and squabble overhead, as terns dive for food,
Cormorants pop to the surface looking around,
before diving back down,
with syrupy smooth surge below.
Pelicans cruise by like flying boats, with folded bills.
For whatever we lose from ourselves on the land,
we'll find it again out there on the wide blue sea,
where life began, and it still sustains us.
For Planet Water is indeed our true home
where life began in water.
It's our matter and matrix,
mother and medium.
Truly our everlasting living sustainer.
It pains me to know that my baby is shy
Afraid to speak up, she lets her tears dry
I’ve been that little girl, mild and meek
Offended, abused, but dare not speak
I grew up ashamed, to be anything less
Or anything more than just like the rest
I hoped to be good, but feared being great
The resentment of shame, has filled me with hate
But Molly is different, her resilience, better
Agile, not fragile. She’s brilliantly clever
She observes the world in a rational manner
An optimistic spirit. Her horizons are grander
To find that, she too, houses demons within
The kind that tell lies, portraying a friend
“Don’t let them see, you’re vulnerable side
If you’re feeling too human, your thoughts, you must hide.”
It tugs at my heart, and scratches my soul
I resent those very demons and the joy they have stole
I wasn’t enough. My pain couldn’t suffice
But these brilliant bastards will hurt me twice
Set the sea and anchor detail sounded over the one M C
Soon there would be some time off for us all
Hustling the lines, securing the tugs
Port and starboard divisions awaiting liberty call
Hookers and con artists on the piers
New port of call but the crowd is the same
Going into town to have a few beers
Same old gang but it's a brand new game
Don't know how it happened but he must have got mad
Probably when I was hitting on his girl
My nose and his elbow met, I was bleeding bad
I tried to smile at her but my head was in a whirl
I guess I was stupid, but just having fun
Over a period of time I'd been in a few fights
At least the bleeding had slowed down a little
I'm glad I wasn't in my dress whites
Manners are important when you're out on the town
So I thought I would add a new twist
I said excuse me sir, there's someone I would like you to meet
Let me introduce your face to my fist
Before the introduction I heard something crack
When I woke up I was on my back
My shipmate asked what I paid for the black eye
He said it sure was a beauty
The cost was steep, ten days restriction
And twenty hours extra duty
He said man you've really taken the fall
But I knew I'd be ready again, come liberty call.
Absolutely fiction.
~
She reached for the ribbons of her gown
not knowing why, but she held them in her hand
as she floated through the ever changing mist,
whites and grays in a swirling pattern,
mesmerizing in blends and shifts,
blurred yet possessing a clarity she could not explain
or cared to think about right now
She looked down on herself in her bed sobbing,
clutching tightly a dampened pillow, lonely, a photo
in a silver frame on the bedside table, missing...
now very confused as a peaceful awareness wrapped about her warmly,
caressing her spirit, washing away the pain,
the sadness, the torment which she fought now to remember
as it drifted below, creating new shadows about her feet
but distant, never forgotten, she couldn’t, it was promised…
Once more the satin ribbons were pulled gently, guided
as if a feather laced kite on a silver string embracing blue skies,
dancing about in the slow rhythm, spun in clouded dreams,
breathless she soars higher, it seems towards the sun
or perhaps a light of a different source, it felt soft, cool
beckoning her and she yearned for it…
for some reason it felt right
Stars swept past her in wiry glistening designs
like a sparkler at a summer cookout waved through the air
in abstract cherry-lime glowings and apple pie tickles and she smiled,
for the first time in a long time as the moon disappeared on the horizon,
embracing this new experience she continued allowing the tender tugs on
her ribbons to move her freely, when she felt something, it was a hand
on hers, helping her hold the ribbons, it felt familiar, safe, comforting
When she saw his eyes, as clear as she had ever seen anything,
deep and friendly, soothing just as she had remembered…remembered?
He took her by the hands and he came even more into focus
“Hi there, I have missed you,” he sighed and she knew it was him
He was here, wherever here was, he held her in his arms now as he said,
“I promised you I would love you eternally, I have been waiting for you”
She cried again, happy tears as she whispered. “You did, you did, is this…”
“Shhh,” he placed a caring finger to her lips…
~
Who whispers to me from behind my door?
If it's you my dear then please do talk talk.
I'll listen and think, I will pace this floor,
More steps, small steps, more steps to walk.
My mind is old, long gone is my quick wit,
But my ear is true, I do tell you so.
I will listen and think, now I must sit,
Still straining to hear what I cannot know.
I’m nervous, I fidget, what must it be?
Relentless the scratch that tugs at my ear
What words might they be that hold onto me?
I try, I listen, who causes such fear?
Committed, destined to days like before,
Ever to listen behind my closed door.
Written: November 19, 2023
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Beyond the ethereal hues, reigns peace,
Incongruous with intrinsic ease.
Noshing desire tugs at the core fibers of my soul,
Wear tiredness bruise, frailty, and out-of-control.
The twinges of awe distort and narrow,
Dazzling me with its emerald harrow.
Crushing the sunlight rays that spread,
Oozing a cruel throb of dryness in my head.
The emptiness hosts sight and sound,
The truth is revealed by my idle ground.
Controversy seeps through my arteries,
Providing a safe haven for my mysteries.
Salt penetrates the skin's surface,
Water waves form in pools as they face.
Sharing the mind wonderful disarray,
So utterly, I'll be in anguish all day!
Life is blasted against the glass akin to sand,
Time is marked by simple, quiet steps stand.
What remains is a barely flickering light,
That is a velvety smear spackled in the sight.
I have been the one writing for you,
Said I to God,
I wish you would write me a poem,
I continued,
So that I would know
What goes on in the expanse
Of your subtleness
When it comes to my plight!
I was sitting under the shade of a tree
Enjoying the light breeze
As it brushes against my skin
Enjoying the babble of nearby children
As they clumsily ran after their ball
Enjoying also, the sight of the clear blue skies
As it stubbornly kept itself shut tight
Allowing me not to discern what was happening
On its other side!
My hand automatically took hold of my pen
And I started writing,
What was a poem from God!
A child, you shall always be one,
It started,
Needy emotionally
Scared psychologically
Fragile on the whole
You worry of the reactions of the sins
Of the sinners
As if,
You would have cured them with the warmth
Of your magic
Had I let you come to Earth with it!
A child, naive and gullible,
You pain for every little thing
That tugs your heart
Even if I have already made my word
Heard to you!
Pray, child,
Your tantrums hurt me
You have no trust in me
You'd rather have faith in your limited vision
Than in my endless capabilities
As if,
I were the human here, and you,
The God!
Be soothed, be calmed,
Enjoy the lot that I have bestowed
Upon your fate,
Relish of it,
As if it were the treasure that the whole world seeks
Hide it, keep it a secret
As if it were easily to be stolen from you!
Be calmed, for I care about you
And I shall have your soul saved
Be soothed, for I worry about you
I watch each of your steps
I guide you, even when you realize it not
I love you
And want you to love yourself as you remain
The most beautiful of all my creations!
The pain that gripped me made me breathless
I looked up at the skies
And let my tears flow
Feeling as if they were drizzles of rain
Falling while the clouds played soft romantic tunes!
Forgive my laments, whispered I to God
I shall smile as from now
I shall smile at life
I shall smile at pain, at the evil in others,
At everything, from pricks to pleasures!
I will do as you wish
Forgive me
And allow me always
To be blessed by your mercy!
Why can't anybody see
Me standing here so socially
Wanting to join in the fun
Why can't I get anyone
To notice that I am here
Doesn't anybody care
About the way that I feel
Why is it so hard to deal
With the fact I'm here to stay
But it happens every day
I'm left out of everything
My heart is starting to sting
With the rejection it is getting
Will one person just start letting
Me feel like I'm accepted
So I'm not shunned and neglected
I may not drink or do drugs
But don't ignore me cause it tugs
At my heart leaving it broken
I am shy and softly spoken
But can hurt like all of you
Listen to these words so true
Everyone needs to belong
It is simply mean and wrong
treating someone so crappy
They just want to be happy
And feel a sense of pride
Of who they really are inside
My heart is heavy
with remembered pain
unhealed...
Messages of the past
beg to be reread
memories beg to be relived
and though it brings pain
The pain is bitter sweet
I go through past poems
trying to capture forgotten times
experiences shared
friendships made
teasing words
terms of endearment written
no longer true
now a different hue
all the same
steel grey
my rainbow’s gone away
I read little messages
a sad smile tugs at my lips
I wonder,
What happened?
What changed?
Did I?
Repeated themes
repeated lines
echoes of the past
haunting me still...
My heart begs,
“Be Still.
Leave the past behind.
Find your peace of mind.
Let go.
Let go and live."
I quiet my heart’s voice
and let the tears spill
looking for those faces
that live with me still
if only in my mind
I need to live again
the magic...
the pure magic
Of way back when
Eileen Manassian