ROCOCOISTA
scrolled
rocaille
counter curves
asymmetry
arranged
in pettiness
& variety
modish elegance
so
deeply moving
Categories:
modish, art,
Form: Didactic
Sari, Sari the woman spoke
I was delighted when I found she
spoke of supper, as I was hungry.
Majestic and Magificent
Lavish and slendid
modish and grand
Chic Genteel and posh
a delight for all
a great choice of food!
Marvelous and grand!
Might a world of hungry people
eat and enjoy!
cups of cooked rice noodles drained
1 cup of steamed chopped spinach
1/2 cup of roasted red bell pepper
1/2 cup of lemongrass
2 tbsp of fish stock
1 teaspoon of chopped ginger
7 green onions chopped
1 cup of chopped cooked pig feet meat
5 crushed garlic cloves
3/4 cups of cilantro
1 pound of shrimp jumbo steamed and chopped
1/4 cup of lime juice plus 1 teaspoon of rice vinegar plus 1 table spoon
of pomegranate molasses plus 1/2 teaspoon of gin and
1& 1/2 tablespoons of cayenne peppers
6 cups of chicken broth
2 star anise
Sautee ginger,garlic,onion and lemongrass, five minutes tossed
and remove from heat.
boil chicken stock mix in vinegar and molasses mixture.
add pig feet and spinach and
allow to simmer.
remove stock from heat add all ingredients and serve!
Categories:
modish, character, culture, engagement, food,
Form: Bio
ILLUSIONS
the largely
forgotten
chaos
of moving
creativity
proclaimed
the sporadic
in
a series
an innocuous
free spirit
voiced
lively
with vitality
in
intuitive
concepts
icons
of essence
in a
fantasy fusion
dream
symbol
self absorption
in
shadow shaped
modish moods
intercut
montages
with
repeated
glimpses
irrepressible
& ageless
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Categories:
modish, poetry,
Form: Other
Mickey Mouse! Maestro of entertainment!
Monument of fun, frolic, sports, and games
Masters many in mental management
Molding and making minds gain grandeur aims
Monument of fun, frolic, sports, and games
Marvelous basketballer, here, he seems
Molding and making minds gain grandeur aims
Mesmerizes children with modish dreams
Marvelous basketballer, here, he seems
Masters many in mental management
Mesmerizes children with modish dreams
Mickey Mouse! Maestro of entertainment!
#1
02 August 2021
Pantoum Rhyme 1 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Categories:
modish, 5th grade, allegory, analogy,
Form: Pantoum
plush peach peonies
persistent pleasing perfume
prized prodigious pearl
dazzlingly divine
dramatic dark dahlias
days dreamily die
magic moonflower
mild mystifying maiden
modish at midnight
Categories:
modish, beautiful, flower, magic, moon,
Form: Haiku
PASSION FOR FASHION
Her pearly passion for fervent fashion
just not a fun, but is worth to mention,
as intense illusive emotive urge
oozing from chasm of heart to emerge.
Specific modish style on gorgeous glow.
Glamour in opulence to overflow.
High- heel catwalk on elevated ramp.
Cautious tip-toe steps avoiding tramp.
Model queen walking on elegance,
Classy mod costume, pleasant performance.
Display of attires attained grand success.
Spell bound spectators glued to see princess.
11/18/ 19
'Fashion' Contest by Julia Ward
Categories:
modish, appreciation, passion,
Form: Rhyme
PENTAPOLIS
GAZA.
From this small clearing he won’t move
into the ligneous shades of dark,
fixed stillness in his day’s aubade,
all circled there by timber spars.
ASHKELON
At times a bright lit path appears
so then he’s tempted to explore.
ASHDOD
Yet just one brush against those spars
and then small folk come tumbling down.
EKRON
Hate filled, from stilts they fall to ground.
GATH.
Here their delusions lose the light,
around them only spars they see
bearing the clan with tunnelled sight
that trample virtuosity into a pulp
where arts confined to narrow paths this
modish time.
Categories:
modish, allegory, allusion,
Form: Free verse
You don’t see the defects,
You only see the muscle,
And when he is accused,
You cause a kerfuffle.
Adjacent to beauty, truth,
That youth so lively and vital,
Vibrant with colour spread,
He speaks with his amble.
Two sociology’s merge,
Into one lovely scene,
And technology assists,
With where you’ve been.
Having only conversation,
Through looks and kindness,
Facilitated by still silence,
Interspersing strong keenness.
Bed lying open to anyone,
Enclosing only the two of you,
Glueing that modish freshness,
That expects to act and do.
Categories:
modish, boyfriend, girlfriend, home, i
Form: Rhyme
Her breath smells of lemonade, she’s my serenade, her love rest inside my love where it marinades, she’s my parade, my celebration, my festival, my extraterrestrial vegetable, that I love 2 eat, I bow down, I kiss her feet, her lower lips spread apart, filled with a passionate heat, so pink -n- so sweet, petite -n- unique, a modish freak, the one that compliments -n- completes me, her love is a powerful grenade, her breath smells of lemonade, my serenade, I enjoy the freshness -n- the fragrance of the words she say.
Categories:
modish, love, romantic, sensual,
Form: Free verse
Nebulous night dreams
Become modish grapes of wrath
Reap an austere wine
Categories:
modish, fear,
Form: Haiku
Love laps at the shore of my heart.
Kinetically connected to kindness
my soul basks sumptuously in the
sunshine of creation.
All thoughts of bitterness dissolved
and washed away down the drainpipe
of despondency, mingling with misery
and disappearing from view.
All is as new. Blank page uncluttered
with the disarray of disillusionment.
Clean slate unsullied by the sullenness
of sulky solemnity.
Tradition tempered with tantalizing
innovation. History harmonized
with modish originality.
Awash with adoration of the sentient
I make a new vow of vociferous
worship to the universal source
of our invention - for the grace
of a God who loves unconditionally.
The architect of my soul.
The author of existence and the great
writer of this infinite infinity
called Life.
Let love always lap at the shores
of my heart. Make me part of
this new inception. Make me an instrument
of a new resounding peace -
a piece in the jig-saw of perpetuity;
A herald of an innovative message
of hopeful anticipation; a bearer
of the torch of tranquility.
To all the world - truce, treaty,
an armistice in Armageddon - Amen
Categories:
modish, faith, hope, inspirational, love,
Form: Alliteration