Labouring like ants and bees, humans of goodwill gather
Being sloth-filled like sloths, does one have the right to scatter?
With nobleness, each being should acknowledge the other
If one fails to hail the other, will the other bother?
Those who help others in the accomplishment of mission
Those who join their neighbours in their battle against Satan
Such as these would follow you, carrying daily crosses.
Sharing each of your gains, they would also share your losses.
Humans, in their conspiracy to mar others, blasphemed
Forgiving these, towards them, your forgiveness unfastened
As scorpions and snakes venom those who try to save them
Their abhorrence towards those who saved them was at its helm.
Why should one oppose the truth and chock another's graces?
To be saved, should one roam holy places after places?
Categories:
nobleness, humanity, life,
Form: Sonnet
Oh my soul!
Remember you are the living in my body
Why are you so moody?
Be Merry!
Always be glad!
Ponder on the journey you've passed so far
Why did way wave the whole?
Why rake raked the reader?
When men made their max might.
Listen oh my soul!
To the cry of your struggle from the pet
Don’t follow the plan of middle to lost
Be courageous!
Always endure!
Remember your vision to grow despite the foes
You are the pole, prop my proud
You are the sun, shine my sure
Even when the cloud falls apart for me.
Blessed are you my soul
None other like you from the Lord
Wake my inspiration to create a new form
Loll!
Oh be brave!
Don’t delay to lunch your nobleness
The date will drive the day out
The method will make the man main
Even though situation is not ready to suite.
Categories:
nobleness, emotions,
Form: Other
These days I feel things have gone wrong -
like words have vanished from a song
I used to always love to hear!
For long-ago good times I long.
I’ve seen such great things disappear
replaced by things that I now fear.
The values from my times of old -
I want again to have them near.
Warm yesteryears were priceless gold.
Today it seems they have been sold
to men who’ve turned the gold to tin.
So many things today feel cold.
Yes, driven by great greed and sin,
The evil always seem to win.
I want the words to my song back,
but I know not where to begin.
I write my poetry and pack
sad thoughts inside it. Oh, what lack
of nobleness! A world once bright -
I can’t help seeing it turn black.
Oct. 30, 2021
For Angel L. Villanueva's Interlocking Rubaiyat Poetry Contest
Categories:
nobleness, world,
Form: Rubaiyat
Swirling with jumps and speed
The crimped and vague green motion flew
Through the eyes of the woodland court of wolves
Within their legacy of feral wilderness
As they descended from their obscure cathedrals
Driven from the twilight brush and branch
Howling, prancing with singing whimpers
Dancing in the circle of their royal rogue pilgrimage
Aligned within their heralded order
As the heirs of distant ancestral calling
Blunted and bent in their nobleness-
Theses guardians of the sky road
Gather in their ancient sacred quest
To summon the moon mother
To awaken to the lupine's equinox
There in the thrum of their zeal they traversed
Into the core of mystical madness
With open mouths
Flashing their pearlescent teeth
The tang of their snouts quivered and huffed
Charged with oblivious and naked determination
To plumb the mad soul of the moon
In this peerless eventide
Igniting the ritual of their kinship with Spring
March 24, 2021
Eight Word Bardenesque Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Categories:
nobleness, animal, beauty, moon, nature,
Form: Free verse
The noble house rom the Scottish Lowlands
with the green, white, and blue bands.
The green for the salamander
resting on a bed of amber.
Although, factually, our monuments are ruins,
The kilt has a hint of blue in.
Having an appearance in the 12th century,
The history and descendants will never lose energy
Never behind as it appears on the crest
still stands today as it is above the rest.
Having no chief does not scare them,
for William Douglass was their original gem.
The nobleness of the first earl
Caused him to have a little girl
And those his children were considered "illegitimate",
They would have never allowed the clan to ascent.
Categories:
nobleness, 11th grade, family, history,
Form: Rhyme
L-et
U-plifting
C-onnotation
I-mplement
L-etter's
L-ikable
E-xpression
M-eaningfully
A-pplying
Y-early
D-enotation
A-s
N-ame
A-dvances
Y-our
T-rueness
A-nd
N-obleness
Topic: Birthday of Lucille May Y. Danaytan (January 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
nobleness, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
J-ust
O-bliterate
Y-our
G-rief
A-s
L-ife
A-dvances
P-oem
O-f
N-obleness
Topic: Birthday of Joy Galapon (April 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
nobleness, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
Take three visually vibrant colors
inherent in my desire, heart and mind
symbolic red cross, Saint George recovers
faith, hope and belonging that doth remind,
dark blue background defines my inner thoughts
no sign of sadness, swirls of happiness
associated Saint Andrew, great Scots
marriage of colors, blend of nobleness,
pure as snow, brilliant white shapes my psychic
clearly brings solitude joining our saints
secured unity, George, Andrew, Patrick
minds of peace, colors no need for repaints,
my minds colored red, white and blue, not black
safe in the shadow of our Union Jack.
3/9/2018
contest mind the wet paint
Sponsored by Viv Wigley.
Categories:
nobleness, blue, england, ireland, patriotic,
Form: Sonnet
KINDNESS
Crucified Lord in unbearable pain uttered
‘May God forgive these people
Who are not aware of their guilt.’
On journey of my life,
while tackling terrible trouble,
unkindness, ruthlessness
encircled me.
Loneliness, helplessness and grief ere my companions.
Onward I always wish to try my utmost
to be kind to people in misery.
This is not my nobleness,
but mere reflexive urge
to be kind to people in misery.
Kindness evolves from sufferings.
11/17/16
Quote Prompt I Contest Eighth Place
by Laura Loo.
Categories:
nobleness, grief, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
When all is down and come to nought
The path we take is rarely thought
To end in more than misery;
And what more can we prove to be
Of something eyes can never see.
A street of dirty dreaminess
A green-tinged lane from nobleness
Has stretched perception up to this
But left our feet in mud;
Swirling patterns, burning atoms,
Molding minds in raging matter
Heat upon heat
The shameless stars
Make life a thorough melting pot
That raves at nightmare pitch
Binding a body tight
Categories:
nobleness, destiny, faith, visionary,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Beneath dotted stars with soft campfire
as ally, lone cowboy’s pondering meanders
through the sand dunes and night-saloons
thumb marked by his blazed rides for
pistol quests and fist thugs, as rowdy duels
and women’s sighs so adored climb
unto a red of greeting sunset.
Recalling those dusty trails--pungent and bold--
he descends like a magic bat from nowhere
riddling his foes way down the desert floor.
Many at times, the sawdust boots
reeked from the heat of bandits’ glare
as if to pierce his chest one hell of a shot
with tassels flowing high unto smoky air.
Edifying as he seems, beneath dotted stars,
a lone cowboy is simply this: a tender wind
mild as his strumming guitar
calling for prairies’ honeyed life while a tough
leather vest hides his simple, warm nobleness.
Howdy Pard Contest of Shadow Hamilton
5/5/2014
Categories:
nobleness, devotion,
Form: Light Verse
I may not be that man you so much wanted;
That man you carved in your deepest imagination,
One who is too good to be human and whose air graces the eye.
I must have threaded a path,
A path I so much dreaded
But fate only laid me bare
Just like an iron lay bare in the hands of a blacksmith.
I may not be your best option
Among thousands of your would be suitors
Each with his resume of dainty degrees,
Heaps of galled grammars, Stools of Sacredness,
Crew of Cars, and nobleness in names.
And if asked where I lie,
There among the sun burnt lawn I lay in anticipation.
Like an Hunter in the forest,
I woke to the mockery of the grasscutters,
And to the soliloquy of the afternoon bee,
While the thorns inscribed words on my flesh
In my quest to bring home a prey.
I can boast over a shot,
A shot I am still to make
From this angle that I lay
While in my mind I do pray.
I may not be your best option
One who could bring you all the happiness you do crave,
But if you believe in a better me,
From our imperfections, we can be brave-
While sailing along this matrimonial sea.
Categories:
nobleness, deep, desire, feelings,
Form: Verse
(THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER)
Though suffering this sadness, these years pass
memories take one back through the darkness,
alas made aware of our diverse class
this common soul societies artless.
For truth and nobleness I searched in vain
an answer from many I tried but failed,
one heart forlorn condemned and full of pain
a recipe of love forever jailed.
Lady when such a soul as you is born
an English Rose in full bloom cannot compare,
even here in endless nights with no morn
the vision I hold never to impair.
Whence here the only light that ever shone
a token of our beginning long gone.
© Harry J Horsman 2010
Categories:
nobleness, lost love,
Form: Sonnet