'A Guide to a Bonfire Win'
Good food and good cheer with your kin.
Some beer and grilled meat,
a special sweet treat,
and wash it all down with some gin!
wind blowing
sun shining
phone charging
Questionable Quacking Quivers
Quite Quickly and Curiously Quelled Queen Clue.
Quince-making Quietly Claimed the Kitchen
As Quacking Quivers Questioned Quiet Guests.
Quite Curiously Queen Clue quintessentially cried
As Quince-making in Question quizzically commanded
Quacking Quivers to Quickly quell their Quiet cousins
Querying Quiet Queens to Quiz Curious Questioners.
foreshadow night as darkside, grays, clouds of gills;
my bill douse the glow just before —
half collapsing storm; and light from sky brushes
on wings quick; too quick burn the fireflies,
these flashes are burrowing channels
to a girl whose memories are webbed to grass,
flickers now gone through my eyes;
still absent fireflies churn inside,
melt within rain like on mittens; I hold some
to a dry part of my skin's outstretched sea;
thundershakes still serene; unseen but seeing,
too quick burn the fireflies
Sitting at the pub,
The one where I once dwelled,
Hoped for being noticed,
Praying it's not still there,
A smile of reflection,
The person sitting in the chair,
Not the same as she once was,
No longer a bar fly with curly hair,
I remember all of the voices,
Friendships I thought were permanent,
Alcohol, glasses clashing,
Lips loose and eyes gazing,
What a different life I live now,
Now sitting for just a glimpse,
To relax, to remember,
Old feelings and yearning blazing,
Progress unmeasurable,
Entering the same environment,
A brief moment feeling a lifetime,
Intoxicated culture is no longer social,
Though it creeps and festers,
To sabotage together,
What joy in letting go and relaxing,
It must be temporary or is woeful.
The alarm rings, morning starts,
coffee cools before it’s dark.
Clock in, clock out, the hours race,
another day gone without a trace.
Screens, machines, the endless pace,
the same four walls, the same old space.
Lunch feels late, then it’s already night,
time keeps slipping just out of sight.
Monday’s gone, then Tuesday too,
Wednesday fades, Thursday drifts through.
Friday’s here before I know,
wasn’t it just Monday, not long ago?
We chase the hours, they don’t stay.
Night turns to morning, then drifts away
We move through work and all we do,
Time keeps moving, it slips right through
But somewhere in the constant motion
a breath, a glance, a fleeting view.
there’s a moment that feels like living,
even as time runs through.
Dad's with baby, what could go wrong?
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Together we played on those streets during our infant stages, during our regless youth days we nearly died on those streets chasing quick cash, you have seen and been with me in my lowest, and you have seen me in my prime, to me your more than a brother, this ain't friendship, this is family bound by shared struggles. #Artistic Ronald
Adorable Dora went for a mani,
insisted of course on matching her dress.
How she felt magnificently dapper and regal
in her green velvet, walking high like noblesse.
Soon was it she remembered
that her closet was bare to the bone
and this was the only green
that she owned.
( Referring to Pablo Picasso's painting "Dora Maar with Green Fingernails" )
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2026, Front Page Pick 2026
Some people are always searching for happiness….
they look up, down…all around
as if happiness is a buried treasure…waiting to be found.
But what if we are already filled with happiness
and our heart is where we store it…
and once it is discovered
we find there’s no need searching for it.
Sometimes that happiness is hiding in our heart
and may be difficult to find
Hiding on the other side of a door…
we’ve yet to look behind.
Sometimes it may be silenced
when grief and sorrow fill the air…
but if we’re patient…over time
we find happiness is waiting there
And once we’re blessed to discover the happiness in our heart
in every cranny…crevice and nook
we tend to discover happiness
everywhere we look.
Who I am, does not matter you see,
it’s the words in which I write to thee.
For in each poem, deep truths are there,
I write to you, because I care.
I don’t know you, just the same,
yet we are all caught up, in life’s game.
I know what pain and loss, truly is you see,
I know exactly, how this life can be.
I’ve survived through many, of deaths gripped hand,
while sinking, in my own quick sand.
I am now, up there in my years,
I’ve had my share, off suffering tears.
So I write about these things, you see,
I share them with you, in my poetry.
The knowledge didn’t come in that way,
there was a toll, that I had to pay.
It’s been three years now,
in the silence for me,
a difference in my life, I can truly see.
So now I write from experiences, and I share them with you,
the words I speak, are more than true.
In them contain both, life and death you see,
it’s just, now, I put them where there suppose to be!
Ex-KGB prime minister then president
twice.? Entered into Minsk accords..
Watched many countries from
The old Warsaw pact shorn.'
Did allow a con-vid response.' Yet no
coercion or shaming, no fear ensconced
Not as i could have expected, it to be.?
Then in early twenty, twenty two, put a
Military force into Ukrainian sectors
All pro-Russian i'd say; thats quite true.'
Banned transgender and same sex
coupling, he gets disparaged..He appears viewed
From outside, a determined leader.' Internally
I undamaged' What
Effects will be engendered, how long will
He linger.? Will he deter
another world war? Almost by default.? Whats waiting in
Store? I remember the old cold war.' Claim and
Counter.? I'd rather that, than continents
burst asunder.? I view the scenes and hope
Some sense.? Could things cool down.? I
Forget recompence..And for what.? I plead
No war..Neither big nor small. They are counter productive chores."
Salute to Quick Draw McGraw
given a fresh new bale of straw
worked as sheriff in the Old West
slightly dimwitted perhaps but always smartly dressed
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Escaped the hostile city madness
Found my soul in the country air
~ Realigning with my true north
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I'm A Quick Study...
But A Slowww Learner.
I'm So Human Because
I LOVE To Over
Think Everything.
With A Noticeable
Gap Or 2.
Oops!
I Did That
On Purpose!
-Gray Squirrel
09-05-2025
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