Another holiday comes near,
holidays past have placed a fear
inside like an enemy spear~
the call from afar,
why are you choosing to stay deaf
to songs of love, does not the clef
notate wonder like Kepler-62f,*
and yet here we are.
*a super-Earthexoplanet orbiting within the habitable zone of the star Kepler-62, the outermost of five such planets discovered around the star by NASA's Kepler space telescope. It is located about 982 light-years (301 parsecs)from Earth in the constellation of Lyra. ~Wikipedia
Seven colors crave in rainbow .
Innermost arch points Violet
Spectrum of Sun ray is sure to glow.
Seven colors crave in rainbow.
.Vibrant hues give glamour to grow.
Outermost bow shows red scarlet.
Seven colors crave in rainbow.
Innermost arch points Violet.
Seven colours crave in rainbow
Spectrum of Sun ray is sure to glow.
Vibrant hues give glamour to grow.
Innermost arch points violet.
Outermost bow shows red scarlet.
On sky album, spectrum is set.
Fish a floating coconut from edge of the Caribbean Sea
Hux the outermost part with a machete
See its brown hairy shell hard as a rock,
Pierce its eyes, which will rain healing waters.
Cut out the white meat for lunch or dessert!
Create some ornament from its polished shell.
*
My mind wanders into an idyllic realm
Pristine rosebuds are waiting for sunshine
Within the zen of a dawning magenta meadow
In the midst of our stressful, cheerful lives
At the moon's outermost rim of silvery light.
Spring blooms adorned the rusty fabric of fall
A willow tree forms a cherry blossom labyrinth
Jasmine-scented breezes blow across the park.
A sweet prayer was as flimsy as a rose in a dream
Starlight berry flavors arranged for the dawn crack
Glide into a rosy lacework of delicate undertones
In dreams, unite my slinky and tallied soul.
Written: May 1st, 2023
Rose Meadow Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
I wandered along the inky night
following the thousand glowing green lights,
to find a place where waves roar
shining under the robe lady Moon wore.
The calming salty hair hits my face,
while the waves danced with outermost grace.
Twinkling lights darted across the sky,
far away in the cosmos where they fly
The rusted wooden bridge just shook,
Weakening in the fight it partook
against the ocean’s angered mind.
The boats cheering on from behind
And on this peaceful gloomy age,
my hands finally make rhyme upon this page.
Pluto a small planet-outermost part of the solar system
Learning about Pluto as a child was so much fun U will always be my favorite planet
Today many say Pluto is not a planet
Oh Pluto you are a heavenly body revolving about the sun
Date Written: 5/17/2021
Begone voice of venom!
You shan't intimidate me. You claim control? Wish to lay me low?
I stand firm.Your words hold no more sway.They are feckless.
You regurgitate ad nauseum the same toxic, pernicious recriminations.
And nibble at my conscience with whispers of peccability.
But you forget : 'I am absolved of guilt, free from bondage, deaf to your voice.
It is you who are imprisoned.
Too long have I indulged your presence. I release you -
Into the outermost stratosphere.
From which you will never, ever return.
24/01/19
'Plucking The Poisonous Parrot Poetry Contest'
Sponsored by Maureen McGreavy
Adam was a man like us
Elements of clay formed the first cell
And long,long tme passed
Before the entry of perfect man blessed
Like later prophets,he also got revealation
To worship God with adoration
Thus God made lady Eve and Adam
To reign the beautiful garden Edan
Having made Adam a man perfect
He decided to make him free from defect
He inspired him not to approach a tree
And great moments of trial began
Satan whispered into Adams mind
"Why should you follow God blind?
Those are the fruits of eternity
Attain the attributes of divinity"
Adam failed to obey God
And trod unjustly along satan's road
God expelled them from the garden
But they repented and begged for pardon
When they were dwellers of Eden
She was only his spiritual mate
Defying God made thei shame manifest
We dwell now in parts of world's outermost
Adam sinned against Gods clear order
Of the Almighth,all knowing creater
Yet all happened according to God's Will
For God is all knowing all powerful still!
Light breaches
My drawn heart
Where darkness once enveloped
Now heavy violet drapes sit sloping
Precariously
Light touches
The outermost corners
Where dust once lay prevalent
Now sifting
Ever impermanently
Change teases
The long-since dormant flame
That now just sits
Remnants of vitality are spitting
Hungrily.
Rebecca .a. Huxley
How loving you are, your body framework
Is a perfection of God's creation.
Your body odour is like the frangipani from the tropics
Your frolicsome movements could
Send a frisson through a sad man's body.
I am caught in outermost awe to see you pose.
I will be hang dogged to see u frown
But your fervent smile will never fade;
My dearest, this is not a glib.
The freshness of your breath
Is more soothing than the evening breeze.
How rejuvenate you look
Cause in your eyes lies all beauty
Your prowess in walking is a prototype of all others
Verily you are extremely BEAUTIFUL.
Let’s dream and wonder
How societies would live their diurnal,
Wondrous and productive lives
If every member of that fraternity
Of brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, children
Would have shame and higher conscience
And let it be the guiding light in their beings;
And also, would think only of others
Because whole civilization in its multitude
Would think of them before themselves;
Putting Innate Responsibility and Outermost Kindness
To the foreground;
By making them the cornerstones
Of it’s societal and unbreakable Unity.
What would it be? A total horror,
True Communism in making, I would think
Without doubt;
That how it was evinced to all who want to know
In Ivan Efremov’s treatise ‘The Bull’s Hour’
In all its humble conscientiousness and much forethought;
Would it ever happen? I think – not.
(Event poem)
Fish a floating cocoanut from edge of Caribbean Sea
Hux the outermost part with machete
See its brown hairy shell hard as a rock
Pierce its eyes, which will rain healing water
Cut out the white meat for lunch or dessert
Create some ornament from its polished shell.
*
Emotionally beaten by young people around me,
Painless heartache is breaking me free.
You’re out of respect and I find it so mean,
Breathless heartbeats are obviously seen.
I tried to be me in your wondrous place,
You’re bringing me down like you’re in a hazy race.
You are now giving me sleepless nights and dizzy days,
I’m not cozy enough when I’m walking in my outermost pace.
Emotionally shattered and seeking for real joy,
Is being a shameful guy my most obnoxious ploy?
You’re trying to put me in shame when I’m in your light,
I will hide now in dark until I’m out of your sight.
You can say everything about me,
Old good days will turn to a messy good me.
You can freely talk back when you are at my back,
Out of respect is much a controversial and crack.
Super-fast the stairway appeared
Taking my breath away
Awe-struck I follow the power
Interested in what it is
Reaching deep inside of me
Wishing I could hold the immensity
And follow the stairway where it goes
Yellow light flows from up above
Taken by its greatest splendor
One rendezvous of love I carry
This lively piece comes before me
Heaven is where it reaches towards
Elastic is its long dynamic
Simple is its path upwards
Timeless is its grandiosity
Astounding is its beck and call
Reaching the outermost layer
Saying it's the greatest of all
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Linda-Marie's "***STAIRWAY TO THE STARS***" contest
2/16/2012
Open yourself
to a sound
(the spinning of the planets)/
deafness and darkness
(the pair; duality!)//
multiplied by know'd resolution.
Step you onto surfaces
spinning in outerness
climb ladders of terrest;
the earth has its foot
on man's chest!
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