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I thank the stars for bringing me wishes. I say good morning to you in my evening.
I think about bad and you don't even think about leaving. I thank you for being beside me. Your Showing affection never neglecting my message. I'm holding your wishes so highly. Your essence your lessons established connections between us I think of the reasons I won you I'm reading the meaning I'm needing to trust you I'm seeing it eat us away and push us apart I know it won't beat us but see us attaching our hearts together forever in letters for better in person for better or worse in the end
Detecting the feelings I'm kneeling preparing those words nearing the surface emerging and working our way to the top for basic amazement creating a basis to change the way that we think about FACES
mornings in your essence
calm zephyrs race from dawn
existence begins its first breath
the roosting night has begun its flight
i have been patiently waiting
for the light to claim its elegance
a stir becomes a promise
a face in a flutter
as eyes open, i whisper
twinkle, twinkle, little star
a wish has filled my day
brought my traveller
through the darkness
as the emerging light
exposes the smile i hold so dear
pity the poor in spirit
they have lost the magic
the devotion to moments
seek and find the enchantment
i learned this all long ago
from Pollyanna, choose happiness
miracles surround us
we just aren't paying attention
i am, the gift you are
in the first smile you wear
you can hear deep in my heart
the rooster greets day's inception
as lips meld deep within
the devotion to moments
Oregon 9/29/26
Black ravens plague this existence,
yet you stay with me, longing for my hopelessness to cease,
For I am but a man craving to be near you for all of eternity.
I embrace you…you hold me tight
Sweetheart, you are my perpetual connection.
and...
I knew the pain of loss and despair you carried with ease;
saturated in loneliness were you
your genuine adoration still sustains
as the tempest rages in warm rains,
descending onto my grateful knees.
A million fairytales tremble at us,
My alleviation found in perfection;
I sense your essence in the breeze.
bound by love and affection
they know how our love does outshine with flickering light!
The wind blows, and gusts prevail.
Sounds of swift ivory doves cry out,
fleeting into the ebon night;
for our love loses not insight,
never cursed or full of deep blight.
Weeping in the forsaken land of my desolated heart’s remains;
intense obscurity of the calamity I faced before you attains;
emerging from the dust I was found
and I shall feel this pure affection for you,
my beloved…eternally.
Lu's Poem Switcha-roo Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lu Loo (Winner: 3rd Place)
Date written and posted: 09/08/2019
You have never seen me, yet I often view your beauty
Elegance and grace, fractions of traits that belong to thee
The loveliness of thy face, often sends me through a daze
Drives me into a craze, this isn’t a phase
My love, for you, I’ll save
Into your eyes I’ll gaze
To caress your smooth cheeks, my hands I’ll raise
If only your name could grace my every phrase
And your life could bless my days
At that moment the Lord, I’d praise
Oh, the joy to be blessed by your presence
The quality of your essence
I’m unable to describe
But for some reason, my face seems to constantly hide
For this, still thou knows not this fellow
Who seems rather mellow
Yet and still, he watches from a far, this stranger in disguise
And beholds a great beauty with eyes that mesmerize
Wow, Autumn!!!
Through picturesque poetry
I can witness your beauteous grandeur
marked by captivating color-change radiance
showcasing what your Season* graciously performs
designed by the Almighty Creator.
Oh, Autumn!!!
I can virtually behold your wrought wonders
shining in every hue’s detail
as glowing leaves of magenta dominate
while boughs of crimson and scarlet sway
midst foliage magnified by maroon shades and orange tints.
Yes, Autumn!!!
Bereft of actual exposure to your marvelous sight
I admit my innocence of your essence
while admiring nature’s revealed pleasure
through your iridescent phenomenon
letting me bask under imaginary florid Fall’s path.
Now, Autumn!!!
Though I yearn for your crisp, chilly breeze
wafting scent of serenity thrill and blissful cheer
my soul is settled, thankful for tropical climate
offering fellowship warmth and faith ardor these rainy days
vanquishing oppressive blows of humidity.
*Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
October 24, 2020
1st place, "Still-Life Autumn" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 10/25/2020.
i am a better man just by being a scene on your presence
i do not know how you broke through my shield, but i am glad that you proved me wrong
you got a grip on my arm's length and made me come closer
putting up with me, i guess that is what it takes
i laugh at the oftentimes absurdity of my unorthodox shyness
the fact the i am appreciated by you upgrades me in a way i would have ever imagined
i still backslide a bit, but you just pull me along and say 'come on'
you showed me what i was missing and what i was completely blind to
you took my regrets in your hand and made homemade drop biscuits in ascension
now i have stories, memories, and something to look forward to
i am a better man just by being a mere observer in your essence
Do not come so quick, oh Death!
I am aware of my bouts of mortality
I am dressed in the garments of reality
Come no closer,
Strumming your instruments
We have inhaled your essence
We have known our fate for centuries
There is no one like you,
Too close yet so far—
Growing in the pits of our bodies
Festering our hopes and fears
Destroying our flesh,
But sparing our spirits
However will I fly,
When I die?
For I am no free bird,
Yet I’ve pecked my way to the clouds
I’ve reached the point of no return
Without the burn of your strum,
Without the burn!
I am no god,
I can condemn only my broken heart
I can only create what lives from my body
Apart
Come no closer, you buzzard!
I fly not under or above your wing
You’ve no place in my symphony
Strumming away your dissonant chords
I’ve once called you kind
Till you have stolen me blind
I am no bird,
Nor god,
But a hopeless, human heathen
A beast perhaps for life,
Though truth and tears still thrive
i am still at times, in shadows
watching you in the world
stealing glances
when the world has drawn you away
there is a beauty i can clearly see
when the picture is devoid of me
meeting for lunch
i step back from the canvas
pause in the servers' din
shelter behind the flora
drink in your essence
holding that moment
my life with you has been as such
like a glass of fine wine
the aging intensifies the allure
oh i know well why
you never let the magic perish
one of my greatest joys
i never had a clue
so i sit back and watch
as her magic unfolds before me
and for all of my sleuthing amidst shadows
i have been bested by a master
that silly smirk she wears so well
adore fails to grasp the fullness
my eyes behold a path
the bewitchment therein
where dwells the beautiful soul she is
poets know these things
OKC 5/22
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Breath your essence into my withered form
Speak the creating word let formation start
Speak and let this dry earth sprout forth
Beautiful flowers of all nature and charm
Dandelions lilies violets roses and orchids
Let butterflies and humming birds rejoice
Let them be a pleasing sight to you
Let them be pleasing to behold by all
Let this dried up valley blossom again
Speak the prophetic word that ushers life
For you make all things beautiful in time
In due time you bring joy to your servant
Let the heart of your servant rejoice
Let him rejoice with joy and happiness
For behold you have remembered him
I crawl into the turmoil of life...where
black ravens plague this existence
bound by love and affection
I embrace you...you hold me tight
sounds of swift ivory doves cry out
never cured or full of deep blight
weeping in the forsaken land of my desolated heart's remains
where I was alone, seeking you
as the tempest rages in warm rains
I sense your essence in the breeze
the wind blows and gusts prevail
and
a million fairytales tremble at us
In the deepest realm of the darkest shade, I cried
yet you stay with me, longing for my hopelessness to cease
intense obscurity of the calamity I faced before you attains
I knew the pain of loss and despair you carried with ease
I found myself tethered to your understanding
fleeting into the ebon night, for our love loses not insight
sweetheart, you are my perpetual connection
your genuine adoration sustains
saturated in loneliness were you
my alleviation found in perfection
emerging from the dust I was found
descending onto my grateful knees
for I am a woman (*or man*) craving to be near you for all eternity
they know how our love does outshine with flickering light
and I shall feel this pure affection or you, my beloved...eternally
9/8/19
contest Lu's poem switcha-roo
four lines added
I crawl into the turmoil of life...where
where I was alone seeking you
in the deepest realm of the darkest shade I cried
I found myself tethered to your understanding