a fear of commitment
or fear of marriage
exuberant, swinging
and downright unapoligetic
he calls music
the woman he always
In every genre she still wishes
to be pleased
even we you disagree
even when she refuses to inspire
even when others don't hear
what your hearing
a little adive
they right people
to tool that htaang
getting it where
you know it should be
when my mind refuses to
be kind to me
and I don't know my way
it's right and real to me
to find the right things to say
put my name on this one
I'd stand pround to brag on this
that's sweet in the right places
and tart enough to kiss
that's how it should be
we gonna do it how it is
not scared of the rejections
that won't make me mad
Listen to the music
switch up a swing
let the musician be musicians
and let the singers sing
Bésame Mucho
inspirational Gooiness
and
the makings of
Automatic Inflatible LifeJackets
Songs taken Serious
The fearless soldier with a glowing and youthful look
aims his rifle toward his enemy behind the barrack,
while thoughts are focused on practical and clever survival;
the concept of horrifying death is as distant as imminent hell!
The voluptuous gal with artful fingers massages his client's body,
to her wishes are paid in hefty sums to satisfy her corporal desires;
morality has been replaced by want, nothing will deny her pleasures:
does incurable disease make her worry and go back to a life of purity?
The peachy-cheeked girl gently picks up the fragile petals of blue lilies
dispersed by gusty blows of rageful wind swooping above and around her;
she should be outraged and find a calmer meadow amid the lively hills:
no whim smears with anger her charming smile adorned by hair so fair!
The newborn baby, pulled from his mom womb, emits a scream into light,
there's no happier mother caressing him, nurturing him with sweetness;
life offers joys and awful moments, while death offers pervasive fears:
between these two stands immortality as conceived by religion, not fact!
Practical common-sense,
prudence prevails as-
Our pivotal practice.
The right lengths,no further,
in all temperance prevails as-
Our pivotal practice.
With the guts to go on,
fortitude prevails as-
Our pivotal practice.
Hearing both sides,
fair justice prevails as-
Our pivotal practice.
Chaste and correct,
fornication forgone as-
Our pivotal practice.
Unfashionable, undeniable
Christian concerns as-
Our pivotal practice.
Pivotal June
June's
Solstice
changes course-
leads next months to
Fall.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: June or July Lanterne
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Judged: 06/03/2019
Syllables: 1,2,3,4,1
a pivotal moment
vital to the formation
of the future self
a decisive event
within the past self's
life's course that helped
to create the present self
a notable influentially significant
person within my existence
far-reaching
far-ranging
extensive importance
a momentous impact
you were in the creation
of the person that i have
become would not have been the
same without your influence
in my life
Pivotal Point
Private a point that is pivotal,
In Army and will fill each bill;
Truly necessary and very vital;
Soldier, bravely bares the title;
So beans had to tell and spill.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
In response to limerick about
PRIVATES.
Pivotal Fall
Our Spring is so welcomed when Winter is done,
We long for rebirth under warm sun.
New growth of Spring will recall
Green, lush Summer sprawl.
Then with ease,
Fall
Paints the trees
Bright shades to enthrall,
Forestalling Winter’s drab pall
Of snow, sleet and ice…not so much fun…
Our Spring is so welcomed when Winter is done.
© Sandra M. Haight 2015
All Rights Reserved
~3rd Place~
Contest: An Invented Form: Help Me Name it
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Judged: 02/23/2015
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Syllables: 11, 9, 7, 5, 3, 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, 11
Rhyme: a-a-b-b-c-b-c-b-b-a-a-
Suggested Form Title: Hourglass Rhyme
Pivotal Times
Pivotal times
Are trying times
Is the worst yet to come?
I feel alone
I want to escape
I need that special one.
Through the doors
I run into
This passage won’t let me through.
I want to lead
Yet tend to follow
I need to be made new.
Colliding thoughts
Lie within
Confusion clouds my brain.
If I should stumble
Suppose I do fall
What will be my gain?
Guidance I need
To overcome
Perplexed in this confounded state.
Where do I go
When will I get there
How long will I have to wait?
Defeated
I am overcome
Yet I was free to choose.
Now overwhelmed
Unsure where to go
Cause in the end I chose to lose.
I chase destruction
The road to my ruin
It all lies within my demise.
All for nothing
Toiling in distress
If only I wouldn’t have lived for lies.
Lost forever
Misplaced alone
Or simply gone astray?
Courage is searching
Yet fear has found me
I will find myself someday.
Beating hearts lay beneath,
where souls, dead, from love awaits.
Armour as toughened emotions,
chained and beaten.
Yet, hope, holds quietness of mind.
Waning torment and time.
Eventually comes peace.
Strength resolved.
Pivotal.
Resolved strength.
Peace comes eventually,
time and torment waning.
Mind of quietness, holds hope yet.
Beaten and chained emotions,
toughened as amour, awaits love.
From dead souls,where
beneath, lay hearts beating.
Contest: Palindrome
Host: Jared Pickett
Placement: 3rd place
a pivotal point
that crucial moment
when all is clear
the fog dissipates
like fine crystal
all is transparent
the lucidity is astounding
the awareness, sharp
the acoustics, deafening
a pivotal point
when I realize
the depth of it all
Life became true to me. For the first time
it has a smell, taste, and touch. The wind blew a graceful stroke of assurance.
Letting me know what was real. I now embrace the uncertainty of myself and my
life. I
see my pain as much more than suffering. I see it as a tool. A tool that has
made a
woman out of me. I no longer allow pain to control me. When in years past all I
could
do was lay down. Lay down and feel sorry for myself. Sit and ponder over how
life had
wronged me. The truth of the matter is that life never wronged me. Life had to
teach
me a lesson. It had to get my attention. Life needed me to see. To see what it
means. What it was really about? Life was about acceptance. I had to see to
accept.
instead of blinding myself of what laid before me. It is pivotal moments like
these
that change you for the better. Pivotal moments bring forth forgiveness of all pain
and
most importantly forgiveness of self. Life taught me to embrace it for better or
worse.
So here I stand through the worse and for the better.
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