It Tickles Me
By, Fawn P.
September 6th, 2026
Stars dance,
They touch and hold,
They feel, and grab,
They watch the koi fish swim,
The moon is my anchor,
As i swim in the deep,
It’s lights my only guide,
warm yet empty,
It’s grip strong yet, gentle,
Guiding my tail it propels me,
I turn to the wind,
I lean to the smell,
Dust and wax,
Tickle my nose and tongue,
When the songs are soft,
and the world is dimmed,
I lean to the world,
To guide my movements,
"A false balance is abomination to the Lord:
but a just weight is his delight."*
Thus props my steps as faith propels
treading endeavors of priorities' bliss
bouncing-up with gratitude
then slowing down midst prayer-stance
to rest before God for instructions
upon steadfast fortitude
ready to overcome downfalls
by divine triumphant service.
*Proverbs 11:1
July 14, 2026
2nd place, "ZODIAC SIGNS AS INSPIRATION" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 7/18/2026
Hope empowers our ambition
A steady light directing our drives and vision
A high-octane fuel for our resilient emotion
To fulfill every goal with self-motivation.
Ambition with hope propels our action
As we go through life’s road, we’ve direction
Hope brings faith and firm conviction
That efforts are rewarded with great satisfaction.
Set our highest goal then without restriction
Fulfill it with love, empathy and cooperation
Hope doesn’t come in the light for selfish ambition
Success comes from others too, Dear. Pay attention!
With our strong bond formed, a mutual connection
Like balloon of hope tied to a string of goal, no depletion
Ambition followed along on a right trail and mission
New dawn will rise for our achievement, completion!
While we’re on our journey to our goal through education
Lift our flailing hope-balloon on string-goal for reflection
Be a paradigm to others with humble devotion
For brighter future of all at present to next generation.
Never know
Dreams turn into nightmares
Sleepless notions
Unstoppable emotions
Tears pour
Loud cries
Darkness trap
Walking through unseen variables
Days and nights unsure
Storms that roar
Rage comes out
Circumstances bout
Learning and growing
Searching for understanding
Without notice
Focus propels me to look at the cross
The Holy One who died
Victory in rise
Guided and Directed
Feet planted on solid ground
Foundation suddenly strong
Walking being empowered
I walk life through trudging moments,
steps trace the last mile to the vanishing point,
configured in the cauldron of timeless nothingness.
I sink with my morphed essence
within the trance of the mystique night
when the music of life’s violin stops
in time transcending void of silence,
shape shifting to arcane image of death
chiseled from the blocks of nonbeing.
The intrinsic awareness channeled through time
drives cognitive impulses incessant,
surges the enveloping waves of acumen
through the emptiness of perception.
The divine force then propels my essence to
embrace the void
Luminescence, my claim to fame,
I Am a mist, that has no name,
wandering earth, bubbling with mirth,
with no fear demons left to tame.
Light of heaven knows my true worth;
the mind cannot measure my girth,
encompassing the universe,
though in form, I have taken birth.
Embracing all, I coin a verse
but to ego I am averse,
since I know that I Am the all,
bliss that has no need to rehearse.
Oh hermit, who you are recall,
light that lights all lights, standing tall,
consciousness that propels this dream,
stillness in midst of a bliss squall.
The reason for a dry season is to mature in your faith
Calling something out of nothing propels
The essence of a dry season
There is a reason for a season so
Let God through Jesus Christ
Call something out of nothing
Dry seasons do not cancel destiny
Believing the Word of God helps you
Overcome the misery
Be anxious for nothing because there is always
A way to achieve the impossible
Grace, Courage, and Strength remain by your side
As we collide with the circumstances of life
We Know that darkness will
Spark a level of resistance!
We must use it to our advantage
Let the storms not make us monsters
We take the pressure and
See what treasure it offers us
We keep our eyes on the prize and
Know that in difficulty we can still rise
Therefore, Grace, Courage, and Strength flow through us
In the finished work of Jesus, we trust
Dry seasons do not cancel destiny
Believing the Word of God helps you
Overcome the misery
Mark Frank
Copyright 2026
awareness stream
intuitively intrinsic
channeled
in
tunneled time
navigates
cognitive impulses
rudimentary
ceaseless surge
of
uplifting waves
of acuity
across
timeless threshold
of
reflective perception
opens
floodgates of
bliss
pulse of time
vibrates
in
inner space
infinite
psychic vibrato
resonates precisely
in
halcyon harmony
with intonation
of
eternal transition
from
one articulation
to another
modulated
by edified touch
of
sanctified soul
illumined
life force
invincible
spurns vacuity
pervasive
propels essence
of
existence
through
elusive emptiness
filled fervently
with
resurrected rhapsody
innate
Enigmatic reality of the unknown creates wondrous mystery. Such mysterious
veil projects life’s vicissitudes confronting carnal mind along queries, qualms
and quietness-quirks. Meanwhile, the unknown with its uncertainty’s shroud
welcomes adventurous heart toward magical, mystic, and miraculous exploration.
For the spiritual soul of divine nature, the unknown propels faith to soar beyond
attacking panic, angst, and hopelessness. With God Who is already in my tomorrow,
I can face the unknown blissfully, blest bountifully while reaching-out to others,
so they, too, can behold their beautiful existence against desperate survival.
radiant future
glows with vibrant hope's triumph*
as faith in God reigns
*1Corinthians 15:57 But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
February 8, 2026
10th place, "A Clever, Highly Intriguing Haibun" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by William Kelii Kekaula; judged on 2/18/2026
"God bless you..."* keeps on reverberating
warming hearts, vanquishing despair
igniting hope toward reaching-out
echoing vibrancy of "Take care" bliss
midst "You can do it by the Lord's strength"
as faith drives the spirit of service
while love propels kindness to glow
radiating "Be well and healthy"
since "You are loved, and surely blessed."
*Numbers 6:24 The Lord bless thee, and keep thee.
December 23, 2025
2nd place, "LOVE LANGUAGE OF YULETIDE" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 12/25/2025
In younger days, if in a rush,
I’d race right over frozen slush
Without a thought of danger there
Of which I should be made aware.
Yet nowadays, I view the street
When there’s been snow or hail or sleet
As someplace where such dangers hide,
I might be better off inside.
I’ll venture out, but take each step
So gingerly, without the pep
That usually propels my gait
Each day when I perambulate.
Around me, all the younger crowd
Still walk like doubt is not allowed,
Especially since city folk
Most always seem to go for broke.
At least I know that once the ice
Has melted, I will not think twice
Of moving with my normal strut,
No fear of falling on my butt.
(While Pondering The Pavement)
Pondering, we walk on pavements of summer days
Opening ourselves to the sun and its guiding rays
Neanderthals at heart we take the same path each day
Driven by our past we troddle on with sobering mainstay.
Every step propels us forward, ... take time to pray
Regardless of the outcome "belief will show the way"
Immigrant of earth keep walking even on a rainy day
No matter how old you are always remember to play !
Grass is never greener on the other side, so they say.
THE
Pavement can be slick or smooth depending on your view
Abandon not your dreams, don't ask others what to do
Victory is hard work but don't take more than you can chew
Eliminate doubt and fear be brave but know your cue
Meander slowly round the curves, whistle when your blue
East West South North, where you go is really up to you !
Nod to the crowd but share your thoughts only with a few
Take a path that will lead you to the roses filled with dew.
I am not here just to feed your ego
Or to validate the decisions you have made
You stay stuck and refuse to grow
I’ll start my journey to slow fade
I am going to start acting like you
To hold a mirror to the actions you displayed
You push and pull, stop, then start anew
Forcing me into a steady slow fade
I am not here for your breadcrumbs
My hunger for more cannot be delayed
You run when the connection comes
So now it’s time for my slow fade
I am not feeling you in this void
But rather, as though I’ve been played
You resist all emotions to further avoid
Pushing me into this quiet slow fade
I am not going to chase you anymore
When choosing me causes you to be afraid
You act like loving me is a chore
This is why I choose to slow fade
I am done playing this tortuous game
I stopped caring for this foolish charade
You don’t even pretend to feel the same
This bull**** propels me into the slow fade
The draft dips downward, limbs swaying in the wind;
fearless butterfly hovers over a branch.
Listening too late, one strong gust of wind
propels her towards an overhanging tree.
She grabs hold; hunching under leaves; she waits it out.
What a story she'll have for her kiddoes tonight.
Audacious bee is busily engaged
stockpiling nectar from nearby crocus blooms.
He hears the wind's howl and quickly crawls to safety
deep inside a budding flower blossom's petals.
"Wind's too strong to risk flying back to the hive;
I might land in Timbuktu or the Sahara."
Hard-working ants had set out on their quest early;
word has it that there's treasure on Ridge Rd.
Hauling crumbs twice his size, along the dusty path,
weary ant has made three trips already by noon.
More slowly, he trudges along with his last load
and gets wind of a blast coming his way.
Dropping cargo, he cowers to a crack just in time.
drawn to a fragrance we claim as our own
as the pull divine propels us along
path strewn with rose petals we walk alone
attuned to the throb of the cosmic gong
cajoling glowing heart to sing soul’s song
doing nothing save following the scent
granting love consent paves way for ascent
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