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Tight

From the beginning, I came with my fists held tight
When I exited my mother's womb, I screamed and readied myself for a fierce fight
A fight I didn't understand at the time...
Way before the development of my prefrontal cortex and mind
But something peculiar sat in my spirit...
Coyly poking and nudging me to be intuit
And into it I was
But over time I started to lose my buzz
As I grew, no longer was I mirthfully floatin' and stingin'
Still, I was in the ring, and the fight they kept bringin'...

Fighting for a seat at the table___
After I was released from Dad's steel hands and Mama's nurturing ladle

Fighting for my voice to be heard in a world with stuffed ears
Fighting, just fighting to abolish my creeping fears

Fighting for my sweet, sweet dreams...
With my clenched hands, I still hold them, but so far away they seem

Fighting, fighting to experience peace and joy in the golden light
But soon--oh, too soon-- the fists become less tight

Beauty is Female Form

Contest : Write a Beautiful Verse
Sponsor :  Constance La France
Third Placing : Standard Contest : Jan 26
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“Without the Female Human Form, life as we know it, would fold & our entire Cosmos would be the lesser. Whatever it looks like to egoic vision, it encodes powerful human birthing energies, therefore is the most Beautiful Creation.” : Poet
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Sacrosanct female form, undulating curves receptive 
from soles, toes to nine openings imbibe Gaia's yields 
crown maned entice Sky gifts, gaining sons, daughters, fields 
arms, buxom or slender circle efforts, keeps us from harm 
plump-honeyed baps drip milk feeding mouths sucking charmed
bellies endearingly blood-nurture life's births 
caboose ebony or ivory mirrors omni Earth 
phalanges stroke or wrinkled contained, nuances claim 
spine serpentine homes mutating blue violet flame 
coral lips mirthfully melt flesh intoxicate fruity 
its purpose inspiring cameo nurturing, a duty
Female Form, embodies Now Power Beauty !

Premium Member tender vittlez

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        mine torso's limbz
   lift'd thuh recluse wench
           off thuh brass 
           'ringing rocks'
        whilst mine dukes
          and their digits
        grip'd hern eager
              ravaging 
            all uv hern
     ‘long thuh cliff’s side

              “Gently”
          she whisper’d
              'genially'
         az hern fed me
             mirthfully
               sweets


Park Therapy

I saw two eastern tiger swallowtails today. 
I watched as they flickered, fluttered, and frolicked, rising and dipping. 
A calm breeze gently passed my way.
In the distance, a boy mirthfully turned and flipped.

A sanguine sun coyly peeked through tall pines and sweet gums.
Then a gentle voice came and caressed my ears. 
I savored sweet breaths as a bee crossed and hummed. 
And I heard, "Shhh! Hold on, I'm abating all troubles and banishing all fears."

Grounding

G  et out and allow your feet to kiss sweet Mother Earth
R  aise your vibration and nurture your self-worth 
O  ut and far away from stagnant energy 
U  nderneath your feet lie negative ions that are brimming with vitality 
N  ow vigor and newness mirthfully abound 
D  detoxification and rejuvenation from fertile ground

Premium Member Clouds of Grey Hues

Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets from the sky. 
Pouring as it comes,
Faster and faster raindrops fly. 

The soil becomes saturated by water. 
Flowers dancing mirthfully, 
Through their pads where they rooted. 
Blades of grass seem happy, too! 

Poise, the clouds of grey hues. 
Balance and harmony, 
They do bring, 
For all the living things!


Premium Member Mistletoe

Merrily, merrily, 
mystify him gently, 
manage him to the door.
Make sure he sees the sprig,
manifest, boldly ask,
majestic  tradition,
mirthfully with a kiss.

Premium Member O Season of Amber Tulips

O season of amber tulips, of yellow daffodils,
Of grinning verdant prairies, of cheery hills, 
Of giggling, burbling streams rushing to seas,
Of fragrant breeze rustling passions of trees;
How scintillating is the glance of your smile,
O grandeur of beauty, how jovial is your style!

O vibrance of growth, of avid nascent moods,
Emerging anew boasting budding attitudes,
Stimulating twigs of maple, oak, sycamore,
Preening aura of leaves now brought to fore;
How rhythmically you sway melodies of spring
Attuning to love themes, fervid robins sing.

O inspiring season, how you thrill meadow,
Reviving glee, from demise of wintry throe
As vibes of romance in mating songs tiptoe
Echoing birds’ frolic, rekindling barren knoll,
Nesting in realms memories of yore cajole,
Where chirps of hatchlings your glory extol.

O season colorful, abloom in showy flowers,
How gaily you tap-dance with April showers
Buoying ardent dreams of bees, butterflies,
Luring spirits romantic of daydreaming eyes
Fixated mirthfully on picturesque springtime
Lauding in awe of your magnificence sublime.
 
February 25, 2023
Placed 2nd: In Bloom Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May

Premium Member Beyond Reach

Beckoned by love, allured by memories,
Embracing missives of delightful dream
Engrossed in sphere of halo mesmerizing
Surrounding her aura in ornate gold ring,
She lifted-off gaily into ethereal, heavenly,
Way beyond reign of mortal melancholy
That gripped her soul in unbearable grief.

Enthralled she floated on feelings angelic
As she swirled, danced on magical wings,
Visiting lustrous nebulae hanging mirthfully
Amid magenta clouds’ resplendent motifs;

A kingdom of happiness, of eternal paradise,
An escape to wonderland fit for a child,
Just like her mother had once described
Where love always blossoms garden of joy.

Flexing exuberance, she queried the stars,
Until she came upon the brightest of all,
And recognized the most reassuring smile
Peering fondly into mother’s loving eyes
Nesting in her breasts, savoring her breath,
Longing every touch, reveling every pulse,
Blissful in endearment of realm sublime
Reconnecting enamored memories divine
Cradled in mother’s arms till end of time.

December 27, 2022
Poem of the day on December 28, 2022
Placed 5th: Beyond Reach Premium Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose

Premium Member Resolutions

As autumns of dear life, I endeavor to face,
Reminiscing in springs, memories I retrace;
Cognizant that splendor of seasons will end,
Seeking amends, life’s goodwill I befriend;

Resolving to shed grimness trapped in yore,
Discarding grievances, hatefulness I abhor,
Filling voids with wisdom of enlightened soul,
Welcoming endearment aging vibes cajole.

Harmony I shall hoist, to apex of its tempo,
Strumming mirthfully rhythms of tomorrow,
Freed from obscurity of yesterday’s shadow
Rejoicing with family on life’s sunlit meadow.

Hosting sentiments that elucidate life anew,
Ethereal I wish to woo~ revered, and true,
Pleading for bliss of heaven, eternal as time,
Living and letting live, in tranquility sublime.

Disavowing shackles of material, mundane,
Compassion I’ll chase of benevolent domain
Redressing incongruence, vying virtues divine,
Steering autumns of my life till values align.
 
December 22, 2022
Placed 3rd: Resolutions for 2023 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Premium Member Chasing Moonbeams

Folderol and balderdash,
nonsensical, sweet whimsy.
Musical, so airily,
she prances round the elm tree.
Mimsy do, in flimsy blue
with bells upon her head, ho!
Where she goes, I do not know,
exquisite, never chintzy.
A woodland sprite, her face alight,
she coyly beckons fireflies.
Off into the dark, they go,
playing out a dance mid-flight.
Mirthfully, her friends in tow,
she’s chasing moonbeams in the night.

Premium Member Aspiring Love Blossoms

Smiling mirthfully, relishing amber twilit theme,
Bedazzled in musings, reveling memories agleam,
Oh! how you charm, gazing eve’s blushing arc,
Where scarlet hues delight, igniting love spark
When impulses, moonlit, passions playful cajole
As we stroll daydreaming trekking verdant knoll,
Ambling in romance, two sensuous souls extol;

Just after the setting sun merges with the sea
And sky above stages a concert of stellar glee
When seductive vibes on wings of zest spree
Questing for, stealthily, doting hearts’ consent
Chasing exaltation, love-struck hints augment,
Exuding scent amatory from emboldened heart
Intoxicating affection smitten feelings impart;

Clasping amorous moment together we found,
Where tick of blazing hearts is the only sound
But for the clues tiptoeing, arousing carnal bliss,
Pinging fervent longings yearning endearing kiss,
Enchanting intentions of eager, flirtatious night
Courting your approval, ecstatic reveries ignite,
Sowing dreams euphoric to bloom in fertile dawn
Aspiring love evermore, blossoming on and on.

July 30, 2022
Placed 1st: Rhyme Rumi Quote Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
(151 words)

Premium Member Living In Exceptional Times

Exceptional times call for exceptional measures
Going the extra mile, reveling in fine pleasures,

Seeking out the good things that enrich our lives
Often means going through some dusty archives,

Living and loving and, indeed, sometimes longing
Wherever we’re planted, let’s feel like belonging,

Making the most of whatever time fate allows us
Getting our notice without making much fuss,

Every individual must chart the course of their life
To spend it rather mirthfully, or, promoting strife,

In any case, of one thing we can be most assured
Whatever causes us pain will one day be cured. 

written March 30, 2022

I'M the Me, Sin Refugee

I have no Lord! 
I'm in no God! 

Oh, I'm the punishment of the opened pains,
the cursed in the blessed world for the bragging

here in the inn of heart 
the holy wine glass
filled with burning coal; 
I drink it ravishingly as well as ravenously  

I'm going to die 
death kisses me mirthfully
I regain the life of humiliation 

Oh, no mortification of thought 
cuddling me
here I'm the me, Sin Refugee
wandering port to city
known to unknowingly

no home I make
on the dew of arum leaf
shining more than rising sun
but after a while much burn

I'm in the burned heart
burning odour I'm in the ghost
likely most living in death


-27/11/19 CTG, BD

Premium Member Winter's Cachet

november skies are grey 
the sun has gone away
the cold is here to stay

fireplaces aglow today
marshmallows to flambé
winter reminds us of its cachet

gearing up for a grand holiday
lights and sparkles on display
jolly carols play mirthfully

festive bells all in array
riding in on a sleigh 
for a lovely movie matinee

warmest wishes to convey
for a perfect christmas day



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE MAGIC OF CHRISTMAS~ 2023

Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~RANDOM MUSINGS VOL.1~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on December 20, 2018 for CONTEST 530 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

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