Ssshhh! Ssshhh! Ssshhh!
Says who?
Says YOU?
I knew.
I doubt YOU.
Hush! Hush! Hush!
Now why?
YOU cried?
I knew.
YOU lied.
In the stillness
Is the sound of silence.
In the darkness
YOU shine the brightest.
Mind this:
A star
Is never born
In the light.
It's unnoticed
until
before twilight.
But alas!
When born
It creates the day.
It has found a way.
So YOU...
don't doubt,
don't lie.
It's ok to cry.
Yield yourself high.
Dream,
Believe,
Survive.
---Self-love is believing that you can be a star. You can shine despite the challenges you face. Do not doubt yourself nor lie to yourself. Believe and be true to yourself. Just like the sun, being the nearest star on earth, it's light shines everywhere. Just like the sun, your strength is within you.---NOTE: created on May 11, 2021 submitted as a school article for AMA OED course.
Categories:
oed, career, encouraging,
Form: Free verse
VIVALDI continual concert-oed climatic quadratics
Categories:
oed, music,
Form: Epigram
Went to my favorite coffee shop, ordered a capaburro
Told me they don't serve donkeys to over-aged burritos
Did I mean a cappuccino
Hey you need your ears clean-oed
Next time I visit, I'll insist on a different comanchero
Categories:
oed, language,
Form: Limerick
If I believed, I wouldn’t pray
to thank god for the light of day
less likely still is that I might
thank him for the dark at night.
I'd ask if life could please be more
than constant work and bills galore
and amongst examples in the O.E.D.
for “oxymoron” could there be
“unhappy child” and “holy war"
and all of those “contented poor”?
The wealthy aren’t “unhappy rich”.
How many of them get the itch
to see if life’s more beneficial
busking with a penny whistle?
And if we happened to displease
could he hold the famine and disease
and make us write five hundred times
“God forgave us for our crimes.”?
And would his grand design be in a dreadful pickle
If I got a bit more slap and tickle?
Categories:
oed, hope, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Words . . . written in brilliant lines
In passionate flamboyant rhymes
In Free verse, Haiku or Pantoum,
Etheree, Quatern, or 7/5 Trochee . . .
It matters not the particular form,
But inherent quality, don’t you agree?
Long lines, short lines . . . no lines,
Sometimes a pregnant pause . . .
Unveils how less is more in lambent wit.
Lines that capture ones attention,
Honey mellowed, juicy jell-Oed or
Painfully passionate . . . take your pick!
Lines with utter depth and nuance,
Lines we want to keep near bed.
Keep that blue blood flowing, sowing
Seeds of thoughts through
Your frazzled, dazzled brain.
Just one more poem ‘fore I retire . . .
One more line so I can sleep.
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Categories:
oed, art
Form: Free verse