Have a pang or a pining?
Poised for piquant pleasure? I positively preach:
when dining,
you must savor
a pulchritudinous, plump peach
flavor.
Says I,
“Please enjoy each
pie!”
Have a pang or pining -
A pulchritudinous, plump peach
pie!
[ Standard Contest : Write a Beautiful Shadorma
Sponsor: Constance la France
Placing : Second ]
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“Actually, if you don’t dip into the Soup, you might not meet Shakespeare and he won’t be able to taste your verses.” Poet
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This soup tastes
like a fancy hat
bewitching
alluring
beauties and beasts swirling heat
pulchritudinous
Slick smooth soup
papyrus inky
taste chuckling
lyrical
luscious sages engaging
scripting evolving
Nourishes
Shakespeare’s ladle dips
readers gape
poets stirring
dramatically press keys
flourish stanzas bold
Burnished blue night-sky of a summer’s day,
dotted with chatoyant stars, twinkling bright,
her luminous moon stealing the sunray,
pulchritudinous night, a heart’s delight,
songs of cicadas’ echo through the night,
their musical strains cradle and caress,
the clear summer night under the moonlight,
chirping among the dancing forest-sprite,
midnight mystique moonbeams, flicker, glimmer,
shining through the pearly dewy-droplets,
kissing the night-blooms with a dim shimmer,
flowing gently touching the silhouettes,
blissful, dreamy, tranquil night of summer,
a paradise for a lonesome lover.
pulchritudinous
rhymes with ‘She makes food for us’
~ well, almost…
Pulchritudinous Angel
Amazing and beautiful,
not a flower or a tree.
Much prettier than that,
and only I can see.
The angel high shining like a star
Loving and caring
right down to the core.
Filling me with happiness
and so much more.
Eyes are so stunning,
cannot look away.
Gorgeous and shining
all throughout the day.
Here in your arms
is where I belong.
The beating of your heart will be
like a beautiful song.
I don`t know about you, but l have had enough the circus must come to an end.
It`s time for change.
I don't know about you,
but l need better things for myself,
I am talking progress, prosperity, peace and pulchritudinous seasons.
l don`t know about you,
but l am getting out of here one way or the other.
The grass is greener on the other side,
the sun is brighter out there!
Not here.
Better days await,
Good times!
pulchritudinous ingots chisel and shades
dazzle and illuminate umpteen reasons
poetry is like a swirling, susurrus-sibilant chimera
of innuendo arty souls, albeit vapid syntax
around serene scenery, orbs, and idealism
Is unction vital to adorn naked words with plumose wings?
whose views of contentment, vim, and happiness?
Inversely hamstringing people with arrows?
sighs of sorrow sound sowed soil
mothers, wailing and yelling out to unborn spirits
as our hearts crave affection
poetry provides its verisimilitude vacuum
do susurrus coruscating suborn scarlet spills?
deep within a stymie pirouette
the tortured sinews of a troubled mind are twisting
my life bill was still due till my final breath
I bequeath you my spirit as expressed in sonnets
I bequeath you my marrow, wrapped in iambic style
I bequeath you my mind, crafted with mispronunciation
sharing with those who owe me a xanthous soul
That night, the sky was pulchritudinous just like you,
The moon,the stars and I were gossiping about you.
The moon blabbered how beautiful stars he has with him,
Shining like diamonds.
I,then, bragged a little about you,
Teasing the moon saying," I also have a star like you".
He didn't believe me until I showed him your smile,
Which was mesmerizing and divine.
The moon grinned,
As he saw my cheeks getting redden.
I smiled back and said," isn't my star radiant and bright?"
The moon giggled and replied,
"Yes, he truly is a beautiful sight".
Multitudinous bells secern the tones
as may resound sharp bamboo xylophones.
Pulchritudinous bells have rhythmic ding,
others that linger with tedious ring.
Some little bells can echo a jingle
that surely bestow a Christmas tingle.
Quite many bells ting melodious chime
prompting our schedule's punctilious time.
A carillons' unique, harmonized bells
swing from gentleness to overtone swells.
Suspended bronze discs reach resonant gongs,
characterized by gregarious songs.
A bittersweet bell that distantly tolls
announces angelic release of souls.
the pulchritudinous moonwake captivates
inescapable
implicature is
inevitable
as our psyche thirsts for light
so poetry shines into the recesses
illuminates umpteen flaws
inversely
provides balm for forsaken
Pulchritudinous looks, unscrupulous ways hook
Junoesque one apart, pneumatic in mouthpart
Those coconut-like callipygian haunts cull
Leave alone howling wolves, despite being ourselves!
BOTTLE GARDEN
Terrarium’s an oasis,
rare, may contain fish.
Pulchritudinous these,
in any style jar … wish.
Self-efficient ecosystem,
Mini Orchids can grow.
But Bonsai are extra classy,
years provide … a great show.
July 23, 2023
Contest: BOTTLE GARDED
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Sterling beauty, scintillating green,
The morning's bright.
The pulchritudinous scene,
Let us conserve this, why be mean?
The trees are a sight to see,
They give shade and beauty to you and me.
Birds and squirrels make their homes and hide,
Bunnies and deer live together side by side.
The lunch foils, the banana peel,
Thrown in bins, with green zeal.
Our Mother Earth is clean,
Let us conserve it why be mean?
We follow the 3 Rs rules,
Spreading awareness with our vigorous modules.
We throw our litter in the bin,
Because we know, it is a perishable sin.
Let us plant more trees
Let us not cut them down
Let us be more discreet
Let us not let mother earth frown
Save the lovely greenery.
greenery, greenery.
Save the lovely greenery.
Save it if you please.
Seed
I learned a lot from my past
And entwined into my future
Brought a mirror that reflects
My utmost gratitude and lessons
Like superior goods kept in a luxurious decanter
Walking by the Spirit and waiting to catch
the last train toward
what is to come
As loving and forgiving yourself
Are like a mirror soul
That sometimes leads to a tumultuous relationship
with indecorous perception
But it will grows in you
Just like a seed turning
Into a pulchritudinous tree
-mattywrites
-bonbonapple
"The Unexpected"
The unexpected
came knocking at the door
bed time stories
became the law
a momentary lapse of reason
rolled the sweet dream over
and stole the pulchritudinous child
hiding under stolen cover
cereal killer
spoon fed
the hard boiled egg
soft salt and pepper
listening to echoes ...
pulling loaded triggers
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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