My little cousin, Junior, lost his mom when she was only 39 and he was 9. It was such a devastating time for him – her pet name for Junior was “June Bug”
Junior had a beautiful mom
Unlike any other
Never knew a heart so calm
Ever the amazing mother!
Blessed by her light, her sacrifice
Unending grace beyond a price
Glory to God for love so nice!
Our life is as evanescent as the
trumpet flower of the morning glory.
The merest chapter in the history
of mankind’s ever compelling story.
Various serendipitous ramblings
ultimately contingent ‘on quarry;
retold to captive audience in tones
melodious as silver-tongued lory.
Redolent of an evening-scented stock,
with a crown of wispy hair as hoary,
we insist to recount all endeavours
in its minute shocking details: gory.
An experience that's unsavoury –
remnants that cross river Styx in dory.
Poetic form: XAXA Sonnet. See my article, Introducing Three New Sonnet Forms, here on PS for more details. Also, a 'Summary of Metres' is depicted.
D irections of our lives seem futile and our hearts obstructed.
E very person, every woman, every child, every
M an has lost the freedom that was promised - now corrupted,
O bliterated by those whose rigid rules destroy our memories
C asting our will, our dreams, our freedom aside
R elinquishing our growth as a nation to thrive freely.
A fghanistan you lay like the wounded warrior that lied
C alling out “I can no longer fight, I must hide” for me to be.
Y ears have come and gone too long, as our history is no longer the prize.
G lory to god to protect our children as they live with tyrants,
O ligarchs and kings that take food from their mouths.
N othing under our sun will shine in this moment of violence
E xcept silver bullets shot with hate to scare our souls to bow
Sept. 2, 2021
Message in an Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Afghanistan Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
sponsored by Kim Rodriguez
J-ust
E-njoy
L-ife
L-etting
Y-ourself
L-ive
U-ntil
M-oment
O-f
G-lory
D-elightfully
A-dds
N-ew
G-race
Topic: Birthday of Jelly D. Lumogdang (July 16)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-ovely
O-pus
R-ightfully
Y-ields
P-oetry's
U-plifting
J-oy
E-mploying
D-ivine
A-spect
Topic: Birthday of Lory Pujeda (January 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-itterateur
I-s
Z-estfully
A-uthoring
F-elicitations
I-n
G-lory
U-sing
E-normous
R-apture
O-f
A-crostic
Topic: Birthday of Liza T. Figueroa (October 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-ady
O-ccasionally
R-eads
Y-early
P-oem
U-nder
J-ovial
E-xpression's
D-elightful
A-crostic
Topic: Birthday of Lory Pujeda (January 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-ive your life in mirth,
M-ake your own heart, mind, and soul
F-ree of woes and fret.
Topic: Birthday of Lory M. Fontillas (March 12)
Form: Haikustic
K-een
A-stute
T-hinker
R-emains
I-n
N-oble
A-spect
J-ust
O-ffering
Y-ou
M-agnificent
A-nd
G-reat
B-rilliance
I-n
T-elling
A-bout
N-ice
G-lory
Topic: Birthday of Katrina Joy Magbitang(April 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-et
O-pen
R-ays
Y-ield
P-icture
U-sing
J-anuary
E-arly
D-awn
A-new
Topic: Birthday of Lory Pujeda (January 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
End
Drama
Creating
Belligerent
Acts
From
Glory
Harrowing
Insensitive
Jeers
3/27/19
Light Up The Page 4 Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Lory ko phudyon ka bhikari bana k dekh
ya dugdugi baja k madari bana k dekh
Rahi badi ajeen c lazzat tu paye ga
Bevi ko dosto ki sawari bana k dekh
Incest Urdu Poetry By Aftab Rahi
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L-et
O-penness
R-elieve
Y-our
A-nguished
N-ight
N-icely
Topic: Birthday of Lory Ann (October 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I was trying to rhyme the fun word category
When a head and a hat became a hat-a-story.
Suddenly a gentle lad was a grat-a-Cory.
And falling on his nose made a good flat-a-nory.
So is skat-a-lory in another category?
Wheels of Marbles
Your mind- a box,
box on wheels
of marbles
to gallop in
the world of
imagination.
You canter on
these imaginative
marbles like
hurting words
of your poems.
O’,cruel marbles
ride him to
the sanctum- woods
to see- how lorikeet waits
for her lory
to suck the nectar
from his beak !
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