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The three goblins were here to stay I’m afraid
They made work for us all and we don’t have a maid
The prophecy came true, yes, this story was forbade.
Told to me one warm day with a cold lemonade.
They were mighty these three, messy and funny
One of them went by the moniker of Sunny
The other two were Ratty and Brat-Honey
They were always broke, stealing our money
They stole our dollars, our nickels, quarters too
They took Gram’s secret stash right out of her shoe.
What can we offer? What can we do?
Asked the whole family – thinking I knew….
I pondered the goblins for a fortnight at least.
They stole our livestock, every last beast.
Where they squirreled them away none of us knew.
When we tried to focus, they would disappear too!
Come on Goblins, I said. I know you will listen to reason.
Sunny began snickering ‘cause it was the fur season.
I begged them all to come out for a little heart-warming chat.
Coaxing them with little gloves and mittens, and a jazzy new hat.
They sat in the teacups, and dunked their cookies in deep.
They sat and they listened and made not a peep.
We became friends, those goblins and I.
We came to an agreement over gooseberry pie.
I will make them costumes complete with feathered hats.
They will return the livestock, and come to all my chats.
We will respect each other and be friends forever more
Now these little goblins I truly kind of adore….
Hopping across fields of happiness
Early-morning Fluffy rejoices in the edibles of earth
Glowing white and pearly, a real spunky bunny
Points her petite, pink nose upward to daylight’s boundless birth
Fluffy personifies cute, cuddly impulsiveness
Jumping skyward when she perceives birds
A teeny-weeny bunny feels like eating something yummy
And unearthed veggie delights are preferred
Adorable Fluffy hops to kids with contentedness
To be petted by children moving back and forth
Catching their gazes requires Fluffy to be jumpy
While competing with their laughs to be heard
Dancing grasslands and flowers evoke merriness
In the wind, requiring Fluffy to be alert
Watching the merry bunny nibble food is so funny
Then away she goes, sneaking under the fence, undeterred
Fearless Fluffy, famous for her choosiness
For natural treasures that she’s unearthed,
Her earthly bounty provides the sunny
Orange carrots as reimbursement.
In springtime, Fluffy displays fuzziness
Fennel, hay, crisps, and zucchini are her preferred
So, when fuzzy Fluffy plays joyfully in the country
This dancing cottontail will hide the chicken’s eggs for disbursement
Throughout the rabbit kingdom, coats of arms are emblazoned with sunniness
Warming her boundless heart
Fluffy is undoubtedly a lucky bunny
Living life lovingly, lighthearted and reaffirmed
Mundanely divine!
I have experienced many deaths in my life,
and have found an unfathomable strength;
dwelling within and that has made the difference,
so, I keep memories in my heart but keep going.
I do my part to prevent climate warming,
and have hope if we all work together;
to control the garbage and keep oceans clean,
so, working to make a difference keeps me going.
People in my life are very important to me,
family, friends and even random people;
when out and about, a hello and smile is free
it costs me nothing to do and keeps me going.
Music, the internet and Cable TV,
are my faithful friends everyday;
I try recipes from my Mom's old cookbook,
to keep her memory and that keeps me going.
Staying healthy, fit, and strong a must,
and being my own kind of beautiful daily;
I love to inspire people to be their best,
and my cat purring beside me keeps me going.
I enjoy creating my summer porch garden,
creating a place to meditate, to just rest;
a place to read, to write, to draw and paint;
for being creative and curious keeps me going.
And because I was a nurse I make lists,
for everything like housework and goals;
a time for this and that keeps me sane,
and often silence and solitude keeps me going.
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April 04, 2022
Poetry/Verse/My Way of Living Life
Copyright Protected, ID-04-1445-578-04
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, What Keeps You Going
sponsor, Ceceila Hopkins-Drewer, Judged 04/10/2022
Seventh Place
I grump, I slump, I scowl, I'm in a mood
To judge, nitpick and be abruptly rude.
Skies heavy under clouds of concrete gray
Lost are the pinks and lavenders of May.
This winter has worn down my sunny cheer
A season's rain lasting throughout a year.
Manners abandoned as passive and prim
The strain on kinder spirits running grim.
I swallowed full this bitter appetite
Too eager for the apple's poisoned bite.
An ice stone lodges where my heart once bled
Frozen where human charity has fled.
Like princesses asleep in frosty tombs
I wait on kisses dropped from rosy blooms.
At last, a crack, a ringlet of green thaw
Renewal, like clover, fragile and raw.
A rise in warming skies by shifting blues
Outlines the sun's return in heathered hues.
The promise within rainbow spring relies
Upon the wings of snow white butterflies.
05/06/21
Rhyming Couplets contest
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy
The syllable count was verified on howmanysyllables.com
OLE WORLD WOO IS ME--
…tender valleys molded clotted mounds of bergs;
Grasslands hilly breezes of summer’s burn;
Man unnatural forest bush fire,---
Rapidly the swaying trees do hide the sun’s rays;
Polluted skies marks the path of mankind’s Stone Age;
God’s given planetary earthen grounds homage to us,
humanity caretakers of what we’ve torn up;
Bursts of hues, black and views of destructive touch;
All the ice melting’s global warming beneath us;
Prehistoric, demonic present day happenings,
on day known major continents shall fall, sink not swim
Tornado's, Whirlwinds, Hurricanes soon woe is me soon
Will be the end of this old world natural cause with and without Wars
7/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Happy two thousand nineteenth birthday Autumn - September 23, 2019!
Despite twittering, uber
sputtering kickstarting
onset of cool weather
argh, another brief daily spate
re: forecasting blistering,
nauseating, sweltering...
ninety degree plus Fahrenheit
temperature forecast
(along eastern seaboard)
courtesy mister summer,
who will overstay his welcome
hoop fully a more seasonable
cooling trend rounds out ninth month
(according to Gregorian calendar)
I eagerly look forward
to crisp refreshing air
much more comfortable
to weather being outdoors
within/out this sequestered enclave
postage stamp size geographical area
offers respite versus metropolitan
denser population centers,
the former disappearing open space
rather disheartening, but urbanization -
purportedly the definition of progress
finds once open farmland
less than fifty years back
crumbling barns now tombstones
testimony when people
farmed the land, and lived
linkedin with rhythms of nature,
which only found courtesy said vestiges
inevitably razed (similar to boyhood home
324 Level Road) finds yours truly
brooding fast paced instant
credit karma gratification
twenty first century, which
small, medium forces at large
outfox the time tested imprimatur
i.e. latent powers planet Earth
unleashes (thank you global warming)
decrees final curtain call
*****sapiens runs rampant
wreaking havoc all points of compass
already inundated with scorching,
melting ice caps, flooding...
future generations, yet unborn
might avoid predicated on
dramatic alternatives fossil fuels
already showered Gaia
with carbon dioxide
as well other noxious poisons
though vibrant advocacy
evident among students
vocally demonstrating against
irrevocable damage, whereby environment
and countries situated
near sea level take heavy hit,
nonetheless... cautious optimism flickers
inducing mandatory one hundred eighty degree
reorientation regarding eco friendly
methodologies to lo mein, maintain,
sustain... technological civilization,
else quaint existence of thee
will be read about
in digitized history books.
Gentle ripples of clear water trace the banks
Where there are stones washed perfectly smooth
By the silent waves caressing their sleek veneer
And whispering echoes of tenderest serenity
Through the air that is so very fresh and clean
Bright, hot embers burn inside the circle
Where coals have turned the wood to heat
Warming the chilliness with breaths of hope
Brought on by the knowledge that everyone
Who visits this place will feel the grace here
Smoke drifts up toward a dark, evening sky
Stars surfacing in the distance, twinkling, dancing
Laughing at the moon who is lighting the night
With the assurance that there is true love living
Inside the hearts of those who share their feelings
Scents of grilling and insect repellant and night
Sooth the spirit with a sigh of contentment that is
Like peace freeing the soul to move toward insight
Into inspiration, elation, a haunting mystery growing
In honesty and praise, worshiping the One who saves
Enlivening and exciting, reflections of dreams invite me
To share my heart and soul, my inner faith and hope
Everything that gives and knows that real love unfolds
Among the ones who are willing to let go of their inhibitions
And fulfill their destiny with prayers for strength and wisdom
Nocturnal creatures lift their voices to sing through the dusk
Owl, opossum and raccoon make their presence known
Capturing their prey without creating any fuss or protest
With only their senses and purpose aroused, they whisper
Revelations of insights that only the wild creation experiences
God’s wisdom comes alive in the brilliant ebony of nightfall
Reminding hearts just why there is nature’s beauty to enchant
And delight, inspire the hope for tomorrow’s insight into
The future – where wisdom grows and freedom flows with
A sigh of whimsical pleasure at sharing in God’s creativity
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (10),any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
July 16, 2020
Listen to the silence
That beckons hearts and souls
Through a tender moment
Hoping, believing, dreaming
Lingering in the music of a quiet
Vibrant thought
Listen to the stillness
Flowing through the spirit
With its light and laughter
Filling, fulfilling, feeling
Brightening the path of faith
That whispers a breath of praise
Listen to the calmness
Tranquility surrounding the promise
Of a prayer built on love
So soothing, alive with sincerity
Emotions warming the beliefs
Coloring lives in inspirational scenes
Listen to the serenity
As it welcomes your presence
Within its placid hues of love and peace
Trust in the prayers breathed
Through moments of assurance that
God sings in a still, small voice
Listen and believe
“We are like the moon. The moon shines anyway, but it does not produce its own light. It reflects the light illuminated onto its surface by the Sun and is never proud to say "I am the source of light". God shines through us, hence He deserves the glory; not us.”
Israelmore Ayivor
Children’s laughter rushes into my heart,
Where sparkling thoughts stir my feelings,
Kindling a light, soft and glowing, moving
Beneath the breath, retelling soul dreams.
Restless fireflies, flickering and glimmering,
Where mindless rhythms color me luminously,
Hesitating on the flames of autumn winds,
Searching the night for stars who stand still.
Winter’s blessings hasten to prepare fires,
Warming the memories with old desires,
Healing the summer with snowflakes,
Growing hope amid the angel formations.
Seas of compassion, warmed by understanding,
Form a silence between what is and what was planted,
Roots of grace, growing the stillness of softest sands,
Wisps of peace remember that even the ocean believes.
Children’s laughter, spreading light across the forest,
Seeking moments built on prayers for the discouraged,
Endless passions inspired by wings that seek solace,
Forever knowing, His love is our greatest comfort.
Echoing on the breeze of tomorrow’s breath,
A still, cool silence meant to reveal His truth,
Aching to see Him in the lines of misty moments,
He is alive, in the rhythms of a life who promises…
To live forever, where the worthy comes to divide,
Dark and light, good and bad, wrong and right,
Where we will all find the courage to believe
The One who created us to praise continuously…
With songs, psalms, meant to stir the soul who knows HE IS THE KING!
Like a breath
Praying for the cool quiet
Of a misty morning
Alive, thriving
Dancing through dewdrop
Moments, inspiring
Songs of praise
And grace
Brilliant light
Caressing the naked
Mind with droplets
Of moist dew
Drenching memories
Painting images
Of life in
Wind’s blowing
On the grass
Emerald shades of
Melancholy
Whining and wishing
Peace through the feathery
Twinkling of a melody
Songs rich with
Vibrant hope
Music lush, lavish
Longing for lavender
Whispers of love
Laughter
Warming the spirit
With secret
Joy, elation, euphoria
Awakening beliefs
Inside the trees
Rustling with a
Breeze, sighing softly
Kissing open lips
With kindness
Loving, silently loving
Through the lemon sunshine
Smiling beyond clouds
Wishes ring
With truth, tantalizing
Dazzling flickers
Of inspiration
Drifting across the heavens
Creating sensations
Fresh charms
Playing through hope
Drinking in the slow
Gentle flow
Of the garden’s rapture
Drifting along waves
Of compassion
And feelings panting
Praying with faith
Awash with wonder
The magnificent jade
Of lasting goodness
Pouring out
On the spirit
Miracles and music
Crooning
Blushing murmurs
Sheer perfection!