Summer storms are thrashing
trees overladen with a lush glut
of arboreal heaviness.
Will the Fall enter through this crashing rain,
shall the canopy of a saturated season
crash now one leaf at a time?
I see fire in the sodden green,
it struggles to glow
and yet I watch it grow, become
and filter through.
The gale breaks not a single stem,
yet a more temperate breeze
hammers silently, burnishing,
a tinkering with copper shades
until at last an Autumn glaze
dabbles with bright or umber shades
and one leaf gently drops.
Categories:
overladen, poetry,
Form: Free verse
OCEAN
Ocean looks, seems endless
Openness attracts all.
Obvious roaring waves.
Opulence of water.
On horizon meets sky.
Overladen salty.
Overwhelming vastness.
04/06/21
First Place
'O in Pleiades form Contest by Kim Merryman
'All Yours (Apr 9) ' Contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
overladen, 10th grade, appreciation,
Form: Verse
Mediterranean’s melancholy melodious megaphone
Notoriously navigated Neptune’s neutrality zone.
Overladen, overworked, and overthrowing Orion’s own,
Permitted planet Pluto to persecute Perry’s corn-pone.
Categories:
overladen, word play, writing,
Form: Alliteration
In the bed I do not rely on commandments
The roses already fraught with wind
How many clocks do you ask
While the morning overladen with eternity is late
Delirium morning
They foresee the end of the world
Through star gates
They will wish to open them, open them they will not be able to
They will wish to close both them and the road
The poems shall herald the dead
The dead and the living will depart for false mouth
Without a single sense
My God sleeps murmuring prayers
After which I inherit sadness, wind, mountains, birds
Yet hands and bole resist
I do not fear bullets
And horseman of the apocalypse
But you
My beloved Father
Categories:
overladen, dark,
Form: Lyric
About a castle crowned with gleaming towers,
Young grass and budding trees announce the Maytime;
Above the mountain streams or blooming flowers,
The thrushes and the larks sing all the daytime.
There through the woods rove pairs of lad and maiden,
Each damsels' hair with flowers overladen:
One plays a harp beside a crystal grotto;
To live each day 'neath beauty's locks their motto.
Categories:
overladen, beauty, flower, nature, together,
Form: Rispetto
I Slept with a Female Mosquito..... By Peter Onyancha
(part I)
I Slept with a Female Mosquito.
Waking up, Good morning, but goodness!
Stupid lewd fly; family of the blood sucker
Fretful, I study the plumped mosquito
My science talks to me, unfaltering
My eye bulges and I nod, I see, I understand
Pretentious snout, proboscis, piglet wishes, I nod
Crooked legs, Ague grass hopper
Supporting a red load, Oh lord
Overladen rotund raw bottom, I see
Drooping head, like a sniffer dog
Satisfied silence, night accrued quietness
Anopheles! I scream –
She clutches tighter on the net; what next?
The scandalous vampire, ague hawker
A female mosquito, Anopheles
I lay flat, you lay fat
Goiter! I slept.
Categories:
overladen, political
Form: Narrative
An abundant rural scene
Everywhere freshly green
Fields overladen with hay
Buttercups dot the meadow
Hedges white with may
See Grant Woods(1892-1942) Iowa rural scene paintings,especially Young corn & similar
http://www.crma.org/Content/Grant_Wood/Gallery.aspx
Categories:
overladen, art, nostalgia, places
Form: Ekphrasis