The Perfume Bottle Sponsor – Craig Cornish – 9-11-25
In 1947 Nina Ricca released a new fragrance – L’Air du Temp. The first spicy floral fragrance. The bottle was designed by Lalique. It was the first perfume based on spice and floral scents. L’Air du Temps means present time.
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The Perfume Bottle
In the quiet of silenced cannons,
And odor of reviled salutes now impotent,
Midst plaster dust and stained souls
Of shattered windows
A flacon rises from worn torn ashes
Caressing the breath of a woman
In present time
As two doves intertwine
Above crystal swirls of sunshine
Reborn in signature scents of treaties.
Flawless guardian
For the newborn bouquet of hope,
Beneath wings of peace,
As a silhouette of scent
Overpowers the stench of gunpower
And ministers to children’s cries for bread
In a kiss from immortality
Accents of new notes for princess and pauper –
Spicy and floral –
Released like doves of peace.
Categories:
art, beauty, peace,
Form: Free verse
PEACE BREATHES
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fall day
closes
chill wraps
around
painted woods
moon
keeps watch
Categories:
12th grade, autumn, peace,
Form: Other
the dark cloud ever present
holding a grudge was only hurting me
~ so i let it go
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Categories:
peace, angst, conflict, forgiveness, freedom,
Form: Other
If you plant the seeds of love
You'll reap gorgeous flowers of love
If you spray the seeds of hate
Many plants and trees
Will blossom flowers of hate
And you won't like the fate
Nobody enjoys death and miseries
Ugly, dirty and evil flowers
And people with ill manners
Love is the answer
Hate is a toxic cancer
Be positive and make sense
All the time
Is obviously not a crime
Violence is unacceptable
Peace is divine and preferable
Please use good common sense.
Copyright © May 2017, Hebert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Categories:
peace, anger, anti bullying, bullying,
Form: Rhyme
What if the King of the World were accessible
What would you ask Him to do
Would you ask Him for Love, for wealth
for peace on earth, for good health
Would you ask Him to grant you three wishes
as if He were a genie
Would you ask Him to clean up your city
or on filthy scoundrels take pity
What if the King of the World was so close to you
that you could whisper in His ear
Would you give Him some good advice
or just let Him roll the dice
Think about this question
and what you might do
For He stands ready and able
right next to you
Categories:
city, god, money, peace,
Form: Rhyme
completely releasing all moments gone by
softened attention animates the present
choosing with currents of bliss beats to comply
dwelling in peace and just following the scent
of divine magnetism that makes our heart sigh
melding with the flow, witnessing soul’s ascent
fullness in emptiness becoming the norm
we’re poised in stillness at the eye of the storm
Categories:
joy, peace, silence, spiritual,
Form: Ottava rima
When guns sound
Here and there on this soil,
Souls sink like on the Titanic.
Good news for survival—
surfing in from the Soviets:
an answer to WHO’s
long-awaited question,
a cure for killer cancer.
Hats off, Russia
Categories:
cancer, death, peace, science
Form: Free verse
They speak of peace, those frauds with their frozen gaze,
yet their filthy hands worship oil and clotted blood.
They send the children of the proletariat to shatter in the trenches of their greed,
while they pop champagne behind gilded walls.
No reconciliation erases the stench of mass graves.
The justice they promise is a coffin lined with zinc.
The peace they preach is nothing but a rigged bargain,
a pact disguised beneath the tatters of humanity.
Weapons do not rise for fraternity,
they devour lungs, they rip open entrails,
and the corpses thrown into the mud
beget centuries of hatred demanding vengeance.
There will be no hands reaching across barbed wire,
there will be no pardon etched in the darkness of tenebrous passions.
Only memory, like a naked blade,
piercing through the lies of condescending peacemakers.
War is their empire, and they will yield nothing.
We are compelled to smash their thrones, to burn the relics of their arrogance,
so they may finally taste the karmic feast they have served us
through centuries of organized assassinations.
Categories:
peace, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
A song is a poem
With rhythms and rhymes
It would be a blasphemy
Not to say it and explain it.
A song is a prose
Put on pause
Intermittently
With various beats and tempos.
A song makes you dance
A poem makes you dream
And a prose helps us examine.
A poem is a classical prose
With harmonic words
And well-calculated rhymes and verses
A poem is really fantastic.
A song makes you live
A poem makes you revive
And a prose helps us survive.
Copyright © December 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Categories:
peace, allegory, imagination, poems, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Lavish yourself with inspiring surroundings
sit by the sea chat with friends
~ come walk in the woods
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Categories:
appreciation, friendship, inspirational, peace,
Form: Other
"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men." ~ The Bible, Gospel of Luke 2:14
"...peace on earth, goodwill toward men" ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, from the poem, Christmas Bells
and later put to a melody as the song "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" recorded by Bing Crosby, Johnny Cash, and others.
Once thoughts inside a poet's head,
an uninspired conscious thread,
they are now this poem instead,
one you might regret you read -
but can I call it a dream?
Poets with no poem, it seems,
cannot place dreams within dreams.
I generate no conscious streams.
A silent voice in my brain screams,
"what happened to my muse?"
I'm your muse, but I've run dry
Do you know the reason "why"?
No matter how hard I try,
I can only sit and sigh,
inundated by the news.
Yes, inundated by the news -
if you were walking in my shoes,
I think you, too, would have the blues.
So, here's the inner dream I choose -
if you can believe it.
Poet, this is your muse, come in.
Shut out all the noise and din,
Here's your message without spin.
Your dream is these words herein,
- "Peace on earth, goodwill toward men."
Categories:
love, peace,
Form: Rhyme
want write poems that not
bout politics life's weighty
absurdities death's grip all
simple poems contentment
son's enthusiasm energy
wife's cooking heroic endurance
kitten's bouncing curiosity
old cat's slowing solitude
dog praying hard reform
colors fall newness spring
mowing leaves grass gazing
on in forest looking beyond
tree tops lake mirage day
venus mars night
bach lifting toward
mozart floating down
heaven singing love conquering
fulfilled voluntary unions bodies
cooperation nations peace
strength through peace soul society
treading softly near edge
old habit making safe path
some sweet day will
Categories:
peace, dream, imagination, irony, poems,
Form: Free verse
I sit silent to meditate
gather my thoughts breathe in and out
~ the world pauses for peace
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Categories:
peace, silence, world,
Form: Other
In the picture you seemed far more fair,
Only smiling, only there.
Must it always be adorned attire?
Just behold the soul is there.
Not every moment is a dear one near,
Yet in the silence, she stands there.
In love, I’ve become like Huzaifa at last,
She rules the heights, her throne is there.
Peace itself has turned away from me,
Now let it be death or her, there.
Categories:
peace, adventure, appreciation, character, desire,
Form: Ghazal
Our relationship is on shaky ground
We don't kiss each other like before
We don't say hello and goodbye anymore
We give each other the runaround
For the grace of God
We need to sit down to talk things over
We need the help of the Lord
Countless serious promises were made
That we must keep, cherish and honor
We must always sleep in the same bed
Until the end of time, until eternity
We must behave and act maturely
We must discuss everything thoroughly
We must smile and be nice to each other
We must live in peace and in harmony
And our love and passion must last forever.
Copyright © January,2019 Hebert Logerie All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Categories:
peace, cute love, funny love,
Form: Rhyme
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