Moni Peal and Beau Ideal.
Rode the Paris Ferris Wheel.
It was love at first glance.
She's the fairest lass in France.
Beau asked Moni for her hand.
Though it was a flash, Romance.
Three hundred made the wedding Dance.
Half of Flanders was entranced.
As it passed mere happenstance.
Is it not the Grand Parlance?
He came through the crossing of inner light,
And denied the Demon Empress her rest,
He states, her husband wish to risk (Dark Knight),
To reclaim her, though he will lose the test.
She states that this paper society
will pay with their lives in a sea of flames.
Peel Empire passion notoriety,
And power, forcing her people in chains.
Star Lord said nothing and just gazed on her,
Abruptly, the Star Cruiser had arrived,
And Central City states that her quarter
Is ready then guards took their precious prize,
Star Lord accompanies Empress back down
To Central City, as a captive frown.
*Be punctual toward next episode, Star Lord
remains compelled to perform a contest with the
Dark Knight while he ventures to liberate the
Demon Empress of her isolation moreover back toward
the Empire.
Re-edited, Re-submitted Date: 08/21/2019
Date: 08/21/2019
One Hundred and Thirty Six Words Poetry Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
"Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in"
Leonard Cohen
No sweet sound is ever heard
in the pealing of a broken bell
or when darkness weaves through
the mist to cast a mystical spell
Nothing in life is granted freely
All things have a tariff price
The devil demands too much
With evil wiles he will entice
Life is covered in stains and flaws
Tatters and crevices abound
Where there is a modicum of light,
darkness will always be found
Hold the clapper in your hand
Let it sound from lip to lip
Be heard before death arrives
sailing the night on a ghost ship
Incessantly it trods and plods
perpetual the pendulum
so long before the abbey bells
tolled and told of hours passing
before the ticks and tocks of clocks
or shadows crept with solstice gods
no one to worship at its start
when first it leapt with fiery heart
and in its wake our petty worlds
grow and wither and grow again
until at last a violent end
as time forgets and sweeps on by
The peal of our life’s bells
move on our days
as the birds move on the sky
draw the memories
timelessness
on every kisses of our golden days
let the earth be proud
to carry our joyful steps
with the peal of our life’s bells
In every stunning moves
Jangle our life’s bells
Jangle it cheerfully
let the merrily peal of our life’s bells
be heard
more melodic
than the water flow from the falls
let them bid our hearts
with their joyful voices
let them spinkle their passionate tunes
and arise our sleeping dreams
~(c) Sukmawati Komala~
05 September 2013
Her glance intriguing
A simple pearl drop earring
Alabaster skin
Hair in a turban like wrap
Portrait of innocence
Girl witha Pearl Earring- by the
Dutch painter Johannes Vermeer
done in the 17 century. Movie
made in 2003 , starring Colin Firth.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girl_with_a_Pearl_Earring.