Sponsor Joseph May Contest Name Alpha Lines
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Beauty comes down effortlessly, fire glows higher.
The flames flicker and dance as they illuminate the dark.
Bright fingers of crimson and gold, reaching skyward,
Now and then embers would escape with a loud spark.
Lingering moments nestle on paused quiet respite.
Amidst the smoky scent of our cozy campfire.
The overwhelming aroma of our campfire is quite surreal.
Familiar sensations waft into an aromatic spire.
Questing reprisal still the undergrowth vanquished ways.
The fragrances so inviting, mixed with earthy sprays.
As the breeze diminishes so our campfires warmth we feel.
The eucalyptus enhances a perfume, in a smoky haze.
Jacaranda kindling lingers, memories now over prone.
The spellbinding flames flicker, casting shadows of their own.
As the dark velvet night closes in, our fire glistens in tone.
It’s all made more spectacular by our campfire’s cologne.
Categories:
questing, fire,
Form: Rhyme
Tingly skies full of surprise, oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were poetic art!
He will deliberately ambush you and your entire tush
with a gush loaded arrow he does romantically push
into hearts genuine states of goofy, gooeyed, loving mush.
No one on this earth can evade him, only love persuades him.
With silent wings, he flies towards the fun gains when his will done.
No one has a clue concerning who will be romancing who
and there's no sense in guessing - romance is at Cupid's questing.
When cupid's arrow aims for you, there isn't much that you can do!
Categories:
questing, desire, heart, humor, kiss,
Form: Rhyme
Tingling of tongue sent Euripides
Questing a tastier kind of cheese.
"I found cheddar magical,"
Said this poet tragical,
"Sailing the southern antipodes.”
Categories:
questing, food, history, humor, poets,
Form: Limerick
Alluring Blessings Come Down Earthward, From God.
Heaven Intercedes Jubilant, Kindles Love-
Magnificent Nourishment, Obliterates pride.
Questing Radiant Souls Thirst Umpteen Virtues.
Wondrous Xavier Yahweh’s Zeal.
Categories:
questing, blessing, god, love,
Form: ABC
The opposite of life
is death
The polar opposite of eternal health
is terminal disease,
with unease perhaps lying/truthing
in-between timelessness
and untimely demise
So too,
my opposite of steady compassion
may be your unsettling dispassion
Elation v deflation
of all these oppositional answers above
as clear
as unclear appositional questings
below.
What is my opposite of suicide?
Self promotion?
Ego inflation?
Having all my consuming needs
fully answered?
Or
maybe some uneasy questing
timeless mind
and spacious body
in-between healthy Now
And death-defying
death-denying
death-defining
death-despairing
death-despoiling
AnthroLove Here
Remains part of EarthLife There
whenever tomorrow comes
Now?
As Me curiously questioning
feels like our lonelier half
of We not yet
finally answering?
What could appositionally rebalance
death's final answering Earth-climate
and life's open questioning Anthro-culture?
What is the opposite of lively ruminations
and deadly ideations?
What lies contentious truths contenting,
In-between EarthBody's discommunication
desecrating death
and AnthroMind's sacred communion life?
Categories:
questing, death, grief, health, integrity,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Like any transition Summer springs from a bud and burgeons into bloom, fulfilling the legacy of nature's constant change of state. Gone but remembered.
From frolicking in the sweltry sun to a cooling composure - the questing quill sows its elucidating wisdom to embark on a final journey - crafting the legacy. Gone but remembered.
Autumn! Season of fecund harvest when poets forage for mocking muses amidst the gaudy palette of fading charm. Gone but remembered.
Categories:
questing, seasons,
Form: Free verse
Joy tree form
Hint scented mint
Lies forbidden myth
Waking nightmare youthful grin
Echoes of fate not found
Questing toward towers
Safe escape
Remote fear of flying
Waking removed from earth
Zoo of fruit unpicked
Light breaking the limits
Tracing freedom inside a cage
Joyful trees give form to my grin
Grace a phantom of lost terror
Waves eclipse the moons shadow
Categories:
questing, art, blessing, dream, feelings,
Form: Free verse
How endearing the innocence of life was,
When blissfully it started, with a blank canvas,
Cherishing in mother’s love and warmth,
Happy as can be, cuddled in loving arms,
Flaunting vigor of adorable, zealous charm.
Life ran into hurdles as it learned to walk,
Stumbled, yet got up, after every fall,
Giggled and babbled, learning to talk;
And from gibberish, as cogent words formed,
How flawless, pure, beginning of life was!
Soon, as it donned unique shape and form,
Colors adorned fabric of once empty canvas,
In brushstrokes of inspiration and resolve,
Enlisting hope, amidst despairs of loss,
And beams of light upon tenebrous clouds.
On ambitions it thrived, braving passionately,
Yet, encountered unbearable abyss of grief
As doubt and dismay churned in defeats
And failures sprouted within complacency,
Deviating from path of purposeful deeds.
From inner peace, as wisdom vibes chimed,
Life freed from mundane, agitation of strife,
Triumphant when dreams and reality rhymed,
Questing for tranquility in eternity of time,
Retouching feats-unfinished on canvas of life.
Categories:
questing, life, metaphor,
Form: Verse
Traveling within the darkness.
In shadows I am hidden
Clinging to the light.
Love overwhelms me.
Upright I stand.
You are my mirror.
Reflect the sunshine.
Abundant hope fully alive.
Washing the path.
In trust we found peace.
Who is our King?
Sanity to reside at the round table.
Questing for silence.
Gain the favor of sorrow.
Taste the air full of magic.
Ask and it is ours.
Take nothing for granted and pledge to trust in Love.
Categories:
questing, beautiful, christian, funny love,
Form: Free verse
Follow me, my dear, to mythical shores of hypnotic dream,
Sail on my fantasies, driving passions of your zealous theme,
Afloat on tides of longing, musing on love’s passionate seas,
Vying paradise of bliss, propelling desires love-notions seize,
Savoring you in embrace romantic, ecstatic till the end of time,
Extolling life’s moments euphoric, alluring our love in prime.
As gilded smile of rising sun, sparkles gleaming skyline blue,
And ruby rays of dawn twinkle from glinting morning dew,
And meadows of spring-blossoms enthrall your fervid view,
And songs of our doting hearts, strumming love-tunes woo;
Cherishing memories enamored, forever vows we renew,
In Elysium of happiness, fate designed just for me and you.
Follow me, out of bleakness that questions meaning of life,
Follow me to enlightenment that negates angst of strife,
Follow me afar from the void of materiality, ego, and pride,
Follow me to the realms, that wisdom and virtues abide,
Follow me to self-awareness, questing halo of inner light,
Follow me on path to eternity, within walls of this life finite.
Categories:
questing, inspiration, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
Smile, O spring, smile, upon crimson arc of morning
Grinning through willows filtering golden sunbeams,
Sparkling from eyes of dew, glinting realms pristine,
Reveling through prairies, giggling tenor of streams,
Glistening core of purple-iris, soul of flaxen-pansies.
Waltz, O spring, waltz, shimmying blushing peonies,
Meandering with butterflies chasing nectar carefree,
Bouncing moods of bees from tree to flowering tree,
Elated strumming rhythms fluttering woody-foothills,
Grooving with meadows, humming lyrics of winds.
Sail, O spring, sail, rowing glee of seas-undulating,
Buoyant on spirits rushing from rivers, tributaries,
Traversing through terrains, once frigid, decaying,
Zealous now to venture, to rollicking side of being,
Surfing waves questing summer of sandy beaches.
Dream, O spring, dream, of mythical northern lights,
Glimpsed from garden of sumptuous white gardenias,
Through womb of dawn, hued in lavender of lilacs,
Preening beauty of flora, scintillating dawning aura,
As yonder of skies shimmers motifs of green aurora.
Categories:
questing, imagery, spring,
Form: Imagism
Questing the perfect scenario,
Desiring for heights,
Wanted to drown in the success seas of magnifico life,
From childhood to infinity,
Accelerate the feelings of success towards insanity,
Draw your attention towards glory,
Dare to succeed quickly,
When you would reach up to the heaven
Don't be apart from the ground level,
Working for late
Will let the people to wait,
Drowning in the glory,
The best end of a success story.
-Ashneh Singh
Categories:
questing, career,
Form: Rhyme
Will I get my dream job, car, or home?
Each instance of fate hangs upon whim,
Like that of the bluebirds, born to roam.
Will I get my dream job, car, or home?
Amidst the questing, time's often flown,
For chance dwells in a region, very dim.
Will I get my dream job, car or home?
Each instance of fate hangs upon whim.
Written on 12/25/2022
For: Chance Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Categories:
questing, change, destiny, dream, future,
Form: Triolet
Endure the travails of somber night
To emerge in bliss of golden sunrise,
Let the fleeting storm pass you by
To spot a rainbow on opaline skies.
Entrust your own founding thoughts
And form your informed paradigm,
Trade not for spurious vacant-prose
Your enriching voice versed in rhyme.
Appreciate your share of sunny days
But also, those of drenching rains,
For they are both eminently essential
To produce bountiful harvest of grains.
Upon falling from your ambitions
Endeavor to rise again and again,
Questing always to reach higher highs
Of worthy goals you wish to attain.
No one fighting on battlefield of life
Sans hurdles unfailingly succeeds,
Yet, success is the enriching feature
Of all endearing, purposeful deeds.
Dwell not in the world of transience
When your aspirations quest forever,
Trounce firmly every sigh of failure
From pursuit of a gratifying endeavor.
Follow the fire in halo of your soul
And rise boldly to tether your claim,
Then look up to arc of life’s horizon,
Watch your fate emboss your name.
December 17, 2022
Placed 2nd: Follow the Fire Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
Categories:
questing, inspirational, life,
Form: Rhyme
A man that came between us,
Bill Robbins,the stranger;
Called *the shallow tongue*,
Digs out even the hidden secrets;
Erases the most needed words;
Fills up the spaces with flames.
Going forth till his grave time,
He is firm that he still reigns;
Incurring no expenses for his household;
Judging everyone else under his care;
Kinetic forces rid us of him for a moment!
Lame excuses always on his lips,
Mimicking the old gone king Saul,
Not new to bribery and hypocrisy;
Oh Bill Robbins,when will you leave our presence?
Peering into your life history,
Questing you for a true definition of a man;
Relieve me of this heap of investigations!
Silently walking past you in the midnight rain,
Treat me like your blood, for you took all I had;
Unveil that which you keep from us,
Validate that destruction was all your work;
When the time comes,leave our lives forever.
"X" shall ever be the title to your name,
"Z" will always zip our memories of your remembrance!
Categories:
questing, abuse, betrayal,
Form: Abecedarian
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