shades of black and white, the angels dance -
lauded, first flowering of Spring.
like a royal crown, the praisers go ‘round -
the cherubim celebrate
with flute, flag and gold harp.
stirs, the thawing soil, the sunlight cheering
with the scent of pine, potent chlorophyll
and rain - the first sign of Spring endearing.
a hope that lifts up mankind - God’s good will.
primed petal pusher
of butterfly nectaries —
buzzing of snowdrop
3/24/2022
A combination of forms Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Crystalline- Kimo- Quatrain and Haiku form, in that order
HMS 9/8/10/7/6/10/10/10/10/5/7/5
Categories:
praisers, angel, spring,
Form: Verse
On a humble donkey he once rode
Thunderous crowds by the road
Liberation they craved or
A salvation he gave forth
He rides into Jerusalem once more
With no glare from two thousand years ago
Fear has pulled back praisers out of his path
There was no red carpet but marks of an invisible wrath
On this Sunday, palms of praise are not seen
The stones could not sing along to any hymn
Only sounds of the clopping are heard
The King rode on to the fate ahead
A lone conqueror of sin and damnation
He rides to war without a shield or ammunition
With praise subdued by fear, he still rides to his crucifixion
To die and rise again to save the world from a contagion
Categories:
praisers, celebration, christian, forgiveness, god,
Form: Sonnet