As I watch the waves
The sound is the force
Pushing against me.
The smash and splash
Of white water
Ringing into eternity.
The spray laughs,
The salt left
On my lips.
A party favor
For a flicker
Of time.
I kissed the Sun dressed up like a sno cone,
an array of Summer's tasty flavor;
Hanging out holding a party favor
melted candy coated nectar get's thrown,
ice cold confetti kisses my jawbone;
There's no time to apply for a waiver;
I kissed the Sun;
In my left pocket I held a moonstone
to arrest this sugar high forever;
So hot I could only indulge ardor;
Multiplying just being in the zone,
I kissed the Sun.
Kiss Me At Midnight
David J Walker
Ring out the old
Spill into the streets and strain to see
The new year rise with the commemorative sun
In your eyes
See if your name is listed
in the everyday agenda
of the new year
It’s next year somewhere said
The News-man with the spayed hair
on the
75-inch Video Screen
Do me a Party Favor and
Kiss me at Midnight
Hold me tight and
Make me love you more
in that brand new moment
the annual renewal of an original event
They have paper hats now for everything
Tell me you believe everything will be better
With a new calendar
Tell me you can foresee the coming weeks
Of better days without end
How quickly may we dismiss and forget
The past year
Will you be my reminder not to
Remember
Will you consent to be my kinder
Gentler future
Pretty little princess
in bows and pink sundress
gifts and presents wondrous
year old today
Ribbons, sashes, ruffles
on floor crawls and shuffles
loud laughter and snuffles
childlike display
Mom and dad are so-so
lives changed a year ago
turned their whole world wacko
baby array
Parents hug each other
promise are still lovers
with a year now over
need time away
Grandparents blow kisses
friends and others wishes
party favor glitches
happy birthday
April 14, 2018
*Violette Poem Contest
By Mick Talbot
Second Place
*Violette is stanzaic, rhymed, unlimited quatrains, (in this contest minium 5), in the aaaB cccB and so on, feminine rhyming scheme. B is a linking rhyme from stanza to stanza.
Syllables, 6,6,6,4, per line.