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Premium Member Musing In Moonlight



                                  

                  ……Musing in Moonlight…… 

        Nay,  of holiday splendours, do not sing. 
        Speak ye of integrity, winsome, bright, true 
        Words resplendent, as in days of my youth 
        Verses, meaningful, and thus, nourishing!  

        Ban words,banal-only words for a Queen!
        Avoid the enslavement to daily post.
        Years passby~best, enjoy a sunny coast,
        With family, not these internet ghosts!

        Life, with its glories, passes way to soon.
        Lovers, children, dogs ,cats do need our time.
        Whilst we avoid them, our fruit on the vine?
        Candles, bright~musing in dreamy moonlight!

                               10/27/2022

         
           QUATRAIN ABBA each Line 10 words
Form: Quatrain


Premium Member Halloween Night

Come with us Halloweening.
We’ll frolic in the streets.
We’ll race from house to house to house
Spouting  “Trick-or-Treats.”

And eagerly we’ll each collect 
Confections in a bag.
Fellow ghouls, we’ll abandon you
If you even start to lag!

No slackers in OUR party
As we dash from door to door. 
Unlit locations far removed
Instinctively we ignore.

Our goal: to get all we can hold
This wickedly winsome night,
This “Hallowed Eve” of children’s dreams
For fancy and delight.

A time that kids’ imaginings 
Collectively take flight
In form of costumes of all kinds-
Of whimsy and of  fright.

For Dale and I, that’s part of the fun,
But even better yet
Is what we’ve counted the days off  FOR-
The bounty we’re going to get!

And through the dark we onward dart.
Watch as we trespass
People’s lawns, but yards with dogs
We cleverly bypass. 

And when we need to go back home
To get more paper sacks,
We drop off  treats we’ve got so far,
Then quickly double back. . . 

Until we’ve covered every block
Of every foreknown spot
That  we had ever frequented
And some that we had not!

Then good and late we homeward speed
With just a little dread,
For darkened windows greet us
And most folks have gone to bed.

We throw our candies on the floor,
So much there is to eat!
We count each chewy chocolate bar,
Each popcorn ball and sweet.

We toss out raisins, apples,
Tiny suckers, silly fruit,
Or give them to our siblings
Who received too little loot.

Then off to bed, our day complete,
We dream of how we’ll feast
Each day with glee, while savoring
Our treasury of treats.

For the Halloween Night Poetry Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Song Of Home

Inamorata you’re beguiling,
I greet hurkle-durkle so often;
That sweet vibrato is enthralling,
I have to capture it with my pen.

Lost myself to the affinity  
to stay beside you every second,
let’s seduce this fine proclivity; 

How is it you simply entice?
Your voice in the background will suffice. 

How you move the rhythm as you sing!
Temperamental bells ease and soften,  
it mellows out reality’s sting.
I indulge, taking no precaution.

Is it a stage personality
that has shaken my core and beckoned?
Sound has stolen my lucidity;

In flux over how I pay the price 
to experience this paradise.

With a presence that is so winsome,
I have a penchant for keeping time;
My sweetheart your song resembles home.

Premium Member Josephine

When I was a younger man, the ladies fancied me.
I’d beguile them with my smile and winsome flattery. 
“Tell me do you love me true? Am I the only one?   
Do you swear to marry me? Take me as your beloved?”  

“Oh yes, you are the only one. I’ve only eyes for you
And if you’d lay your body down, I would marry you.”   
I preyed upon their innocence. I trifled with their dreams.   
But never did I fall in love, ‘till I met Josephine.

Josephine, Josephine
Prettiest girl that I’ve ever seen. 
Josephine, sweet Josephine
I dream of you at night.

An Irish girl, red ringlet curls, with sparkling emerald eyes
Oh to kiss her ruby lips and to win her bonny smile!
If a sultry bird came around to give herself to me
I'd turn her away that I might win sweet Josephine.

“Oh my darling, oh my dear
I’ll always love you best.
I would keep you sweet for aye.
Till Jesus gives you rest.”

Josephine oh Josephine
Prettiest girl that I’ve ever seen. 
Josephine, sweet Josephine
I pray you be my bride. 

I bought a ring for Josephine, to win her heart sublime.
Gold and silver filigree, set diamonds shining bright.
Then I went down on bended knee to ask her for her hand.
With impish smile she whispered I was not her only man.

Josephine, oh Josephine
Prettiest girl that I’ve ever seen.
Josephine, sweet Josephine
How could you break my heart?
        
Ten years I prayed and wished in vain I might see her again.
Another day I’d bear the shame, then die a lonely man.
But lo that evening Josephine, came knocking at my door.
Still a maid, her dalliances left her lone and poor.

“Oh my darling, oh my dear
I always loved you best.
I pray you keep me sweet for aye
‘Till Jesus gives me rest.”

She kissed me once and whispered, “Love, ‘till death will do us part.”  
I kissed her twice and shoved a knife into her cheatin’ heart.

Josephine, oh Josephine. 
Prettiest girl that I’d ever seen.
Josephine, sweet Josephine. 
I’ll never see you again.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Aardvarks Often Bubble Vicariously

Aardvarks often
Bubble vicariously
Curiously and hilariously
Dynamite laughter pervades their skins,
Evenly and rather 
Frequently
Giggling in their morning tea
High-fiving
Inquisitive
Jittery, jumpy
Kangaroo cousins,
Laughing maniacally
Magically melodious, 
Needling opossums undeniably
Opportunities abound
Promoting
Quaking, quirky
Rambunctious,
Scrumptious,
Tittering and twirling on tippy toes,
Understandably fun-loving,
Vicariously and victoriously
With winsome wit
‘X-temperaneous enthusiasm emits,
Yelling as they tease your chasm
Zebras glad they live far away in Africa.
Form: ABC


Premium Member September Song

The wheels of twilight spin sunset hues upon the sea
   And shadows fall where summer  used to be
 The flights have ceased, and many will now flee
    As September steals the wings that flutter free 

      She will play a tune upon each leaf
  Their dance, alas, is all too brief
    Summer's kiss was just a passing bloom
  Autumn fashions the sky with gloom

 She'll cast her spell where summer meets the sun
      And thus enchanted, the sun will slowly fade
 Soon the leaves will be undone
     And she'll wave her wand upon the glade

      But her many colors are a promise kept
 Her winsome whispers we must accept
      And as she flows into the midnight sky
  We'll rise at dawn, to bid sweet summer, goodbye.
     -                       -                               -
 9/6/16
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Soldier's Tears

Charged with a fiery spirit, full of valour
To protect the nation from rival force
Volunteered to join the armed force
Knowing well all risks, sans remorse

Plucked away from hearth and kin,
Often had to dwell in lands unknown
For daring and diligence, laurels he had won
Ever confronting foes, lived a life forlorn

Lay in ambush in dingy trench
Crossed swords with formidable might
Starved to death in enemy camps
Fought with verve for country’s right

All through service, knew no rest
Ease and comfort, he had none
To drill and discipline, he was wed
Life’s winsome pleasures, he did shun

Bravely bared his manly breast 
Before triggered guns and flying bullets
Shed out drops of sweat and blood 
To save the nation from rival blasts

Now back home, wounded and hurt
Life is limping without hope
The sky is dark, not a ray of light near
No one around to serve as prop

Winds blow fierce striking fear
He struggles to make both ends meet
Through long and lonely roads he walks
All he sees is the stark grimace of defeat

Even his close family turns a cold face
So painful it is that all seem to ignore
A hollow emptiness now fills his space
Who would care a cripple back from war?

June.28.2022

Tears of a Valiant Soldier’s Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Faraz Ajmal
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Weekend Recitation

A TRIBUTE POEM

How do I  thee .let me give you praise
How do I love thee,for your winsome ways;
In these eyes still my bride ,and still
Your wedding ring,I wear with pride;
These many years of marriage cheer
Two hearts as one,with love held dear;
Each others secrets to  confide,
Needs and desires to never hide;
Tribulations together bear
Witness,these love-lines we share;
How do you love me,this poem will chart
The unease we notice,if apart;
How do you love me,no words can convey
Your touch,your kiss,your gaze,thrill me each day.

A faithful love,will stay unique,leaning,
Mutually we ,in submission seek.

Premium Member Bibliophiles

When I within your four library walls
Did engage with several books awhile
Your winsome glance, once read, still me enthrals 
And my heart fast  ensnared  was by that smile.

While your look spoke  to me in  rich  volumes
Little did I realise so much then
How my heart would surrender mid your tomes
That love is much mightier   than the pen,

New chapters were well written in my mind
With every visit read between each line
I yearned  in spirit with your soul to bind
And wished with all my heart that you were mine.

What would I not in some novel time give
To know that in your hands my tale would live.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member To Weave And Thread

Oh inspiration, leave me not
                            On wings departed for the sun
For you and I are were such good friends
                    When we were standing, still as one

If not for you, the turquoise skies
                           Would hover just a simple blue
And flowers would of course, still be
                             Yet not of such a fragrant hue

The faded lines of tedium
              Become brand-new when you’re around
But oh, the doldrums dominate  
                       When you no longer can be found

Oh inspiration, be my muse 
                               Awaken you old sleepy head
With crayon candied thoughts to flow
             And winsome words to weave and thread

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