Marvelously Poems

false eyelash frog

false eyelash frog thought she was marvelously pretty.
She was boring, dull, insipidly predictable, not any way witty.
She put on false eyelashes and wore them all over the pond.
Everyone made fun of her, including the algae and frond.

Trixie My Muse Keeps Me on the Edge of my Seat

her thoughts are mighty and marvelously influential to me.
I call her Trixie, my muse, she is truly the ultimate queen bee.
She won’t leave me alone, she’s like a dog with a hankering for duck.
How do you write so often? Other writers ask. Is it some kind of luck?

It is my muse, she is persnickety, tenacious and she must have her way.
She forces ten poems out of me every single solitary ordinary day.
If I want to sleep, she laughs me awake with a lovely ending line.
We don’t need any more rest she tells me, we will do just fine.

Her insistence and persistence keep me at the edge of my seat.
She wants a pen in my hand so often, I hardly have time to eat.
Trixie is my nemesis, but also my savior, she keeps me wild and free.
You see writing down my feelings is brilliantly therapeutic for me.

Song from Above

Engaging in divine firmament’s chorale
"The stars beckoned her song to reach the crescent moon"
Persuading the lunar beauty to join heavenly pursuit…

Gratefully cheered with sky’s singing delight
Night’s radiant gleam joined along intensified rhythm 
Creating dreams along sonata’s harmony…

Soon wondrous music pervaded
Marvelously reverberating majestic melody 
Worshipping the Creator midst His grandeur...

Gently awakening the earth
Song* from above lingers
Echoing in my heart until now.

*Isaiah 42:10 Sing unto the LORD a new song, and his praise from the end of the earth, ye that go down to the sea, and all that is therein; the isles, and the inhabitants thereof.

June 6, 2025
2nd place, "Choose A Line 3" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 6/7/2025

inspired by fabrege

Exquisite blonde egg
Pale blue veins
Inspired by Faberge’
A Russian goldsmith

She opens up into pure loveliness
daring others to desire a peek
Jeweled and enameled esoteric creation
Marvelously artistic secretive blonde egg

- Meditative Silence -

                            Beneath the evening sky's tapestry
                            A spectrum of colors unfolds
                            awakens the soul to beauty
                            Embracing the earth with gentle love

                            Distant stars as eternal sparks, entwined
                            In twilight's glow of time and space
                            Silently wrapped in your angelic wings
                            A marvelously timeless moment

                            I feel so sheltered when    
                            the silence faded with a soft embrace
                            - divinely forged, a gift from God above
                            ... waiting for the daughter of dawn

MASTERPIECE SHINE

Curtain rises
Rhythm and Tone
The start off with the Pianist hitting those ivories with gifted fingers
Melody enriched through
Suddenly the Violin joined in with string mellow sweeps of musical waves
Immediately the Trumpet added the flair of what music can create
The thought of wizardry of wisdom came to mine
Music freedom explored
All other musical instruments gathered in high and low dramatics
Marvelously in planted singing and all kinds of scenery accompanied throughout the music
Singing sounding like echoes in the distance in horizons
Tomorrows promise could be felt
Dignity and honor in composure
Music don’t stop, but continue to play
Orchestra combination
Like a thirst of elegant wine
Music here and there expanding too everywhere
Beyond compare
Orchestra night
Sheer sight and delight
Full blown ivories dazzled the finale
A never forget and always remember
The beat goes on.

The World We Live In

Our world is but a dot
Yet, everyone has each slot
Though speck in the galaxy
God put His rectifying apostasy. 

The universe is but a wonder
That the mind cannot ponder
His work is marvelously great
No one put asunder nor fret. 

No wonder its colored green
For all life enbank there when
The purpose of His first defection 
Is to live and manifest in His creation. 

The purpose was late hindered
A malevolent spirit put asundered
Every life was put in chaosness
One rose from the dead and fought all of these.

Marigolds

Morning sunrise showers
momentum of gold bliss
meandering brightly at 
mountain and valley’s skirts
making winged critters
marvelously dance with
mother nature’s richness.

Missy Sue

Missy Sue makes malted milk shakes
and she savors marmalade,
macaroons and snickerdoodles
and sweet souffles she has made.

Sue is messy slicing melons,
strawberries and mangoes too.
Sue munches seeds and celery sticks.
She mixes meats, making stew.

Milk chocolate -mouth-watering,
sweet and marvelously mild -
satisfies Missy Sue
mainly if it is Swiss styled!

dwarfs feelings for snow white

Snow White was astounded at their love for her
Seven little munchkins, whose hearts were pure.
She had not felt this kind of love for many years
Together they had alleviated her stepmother fears.
They were marvelously helpful dwarfs who loved her so.
With them around, she felt beloved, her heart all aglow.

brave Halloween Faerie

Halloween faerie flutters into bat cave
Dracula stirs a bit in his moldy grave
baby bats stay where they are, watching from afar
faerie’s witch laugh shows that she is a star

ghosts and goblins zoom into the ebony cave
Dracula’s eyes open, he climbs out of his grave
coming in here honey, was so very brave!
he only says this, because she is a fave.

Halloween faerie blew him a kiss and flew away.
A marvelously eerie start to this Halloween day.

another abcedarian for fun

all automatic alligators arrive arrogantly
barely behave beautifully but brazenly
carousing with creepy cruddy crocodiles
desperately denying despicable wiles
effectively expediting expediency
forever forsaking fruit flies who flee
glaring at grazing gritty grouses
hijacking horrific herbivore’s handy houses
igniting ingenious iguanas in I-o-Way
jubilantly joining jerky jaguars along the way
kibitzing kinesthetic killers from Zion
lollygagging like lively luxurious mountain lions
marvelously marking multitude of mini monkeys
notoriously noting nefarious nodules of displease
ostentatiously opening overt outages in Oregon
providing panda putrid prey Paul just spit on
quarrelsome quicksand quail
rapidly reading registered mail
saying sassing sentences swiftly
turning terrific tarantulas toenails thickly
utilizing underwater undercurrents down under
verifying valid villans' voluptuous plunder
with wild willingness and witchy wonder
‘xacting ‘xactly ‘xtreme ‘xestentialism supreme
yelling youngster’s yips on front of the queen
zinging zealous zealots into zebras galore
end of this abcedarian poem, there is no more.

what are you auctoining today

Auctioneers have quite a simple job
They must make wares sound outstandingly wonderful
In 1816 a really great one sold Sir Issac Newton’s tooth
For a marvelously crazy price –
Three thousand seven hundred and eighty five dollars.
The nobleman who bought it had it put into a ring.
His wife left him.

Annual Fluffy Kitty Christmas Dance

the annual fluffy Christmas dance is about to begin
We sat ourselves down next to my cousin Finn
Shhh! He said, pointing to the Christmas tree.
Be quiet if you are going to sit next to me.

So I moved away next to my Aunt Jennie.
Hey! She said. Tonight’s cat’s name is Winnie.
Winnie came out and took a bow.
We all clapped marvelously, even Uncle Pow.

The cat curtsied, twirled, and did a flip in the air.
Landing in Grandma’s tree. Grandpa said “we don’t care”.
She came out wearing a string of lights all over her bod.
She is so much fun! Yelled my silly Auntie Maud.

“Be quiet! “ Finn yelled. “All of you!”
He is always in a bad mood, determined to be blue.
I felt sorry for Winnie having to live with him.
He is never any fun, my mean cousin, Finn.

Ode to 1959 Pink Cadillac

1959 Pink Cadillac
Driven by my first boyfriend
He was fifteen
Those tail fins were really something!

And the chrome was dazzling!
Marvelously beautiful.
Amazing. We still speak of it.
Because I married him.

Wish we still had this classic car.

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