Quintain Poems

Autumn arrives, its breath a cool breeze.

Birds forming echelons travel the sky.

Sunlight bedazzles the bright leaves of trees.

Poets like me may be prone to sigh,

wistfully bidding the summer goodbye.


Aug. 24, 2019 
Contest: Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines- Poetry...Read More

I come from a land barren, rugged and spacious,
Of little rain,
Its population pugnacious,
Superstitious and vain,
Devoid of refinement, and reckoned insane.









24/8/19
Writing Challenge 3
Dear Heart...Read More

Dakota Contest

I was alone until I brought you home,
Just a pup who loved to chew on my shoes.
You've given me the sweetest love I've known.
Blue husky eyes keep vigil when I snooze,
Your gay devotion keeps me from the blues.

The years...Read More

Direct to You our prayers are sent
From we who sin, from we who fall
O Lord, you've asked us to repent...
You surely hear us when we call
You see our hearts ~ Forgive us all


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Does He listen when we pray
I'm ready for my soul to bare
Should I be careful what I say
I fold my hands in heartfelt prayer
  ~ As I wonder if He's there


        
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Have you not seen the keeper of my dreams?

     The moon of wishes combs her chestnut hair,

         And bounding from the brightest of its beams,

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In time of plight I seek for you,
  When rivers freeze and left are few,
While sorrow strikes, among the meek,
  O’er the winds, and under the creeks,
It is you, who I wish to seek.

Mirth adorned in your shape,
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The heck with right and wrong when summed for blame
to tightly shackle fault as someone’s chain
that rattles useless, guilt linked clinks of shame.
As humans, imperfections steer each brain.
All people ride the mortal erring train.

Mistakes are not hot sparks for dramas...Read More

A mute voice challenge not, less confusion,

Blind perceive their course for their path is set,

A cripple waywardness is known to them,

The amputee, depth is stored in their breadth,

Frame trait, sex gland, gender--human, not threat.


Date: 08/16/2019
English Quintain Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Janice...Read More

I and I alone
Know the pain of loss
Scorned by heart of stone
My love she did toss
Now I bear that cross

Foolish, selfish, boy
With egoistic tone
Narcissistic ploy
Ludicrous your tome
I and I alone




August 14, 2019...Read More

sing to me tonight, flush song of thunder
layered darkness soothing stark desert grief
lift my wounded eyes, save me with wonder
kiss me with rain, lend me sorrow's relief
sing to me, til I see, lightning's belief

8/13/19

for 'English Quintain' contest
sponsor: Janice Canerdy
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This is the year I shall have love divine
My heart from sin will be set free
I will abolish vices especially wine
My heart I shall only offer it to she
The wife, who gave me children one two three.
 
Human hearts cleave...Read More

“Next week I’m turning sensible!” she squeals,
“I’ll chat through home improvements without fear
with builders! I will plan my weekly meals
and exercise! My worktops will be clear,
my do-list will be done - and disappear!

I’ll keep things folded! I will have a...Read More

Present sanctified flora and fauna

Wake Summer's ageless beauty golden claim.

Prospector's hunt for its sweet wet mana 

Quite slowly from bloom one went and one came.

The distant rustling and wild rant made tame.

8/12/2018
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Sweltering sun on his beaded sweat
His iron hoofs hammered the dry parched grass
Native winds did part his black mane offset
Heaving nostrils breathing fire flaring past
Wild spirits burst in his running heart unsurpassed

Sinew and stamina pulsed in perfect time
Galloping veins popping...Read More

Once, a girl in my tip-top prime was I,
not much sleep needed after a lullaby-
contoured figure with toned legs and buns,
gym at 6am just to show off my guns.
Now morns are as rough as a sty in my eye.

Rising early...Read More

A message - doom for people uninsured,
the ancient mentor, Jeremiah spoke.
For forty years he forcefully endured
rejection every day, pariah's yoke. 
The weeping prophet cried to heedless folk.

While God's own nation full of doubt and fears
had heard the somber message whereupon
insurance...Read More

     STARRY SKY

     Stars shine, glitter, sparkle, twinkle.  
     Polkas on turquoise tapestry
    Sapphire polkas periwinkle.
    Cumulus clouds to get entry.
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A summer rain falls gently from the sky,
   and settles softly on the meadow green
refreshing mother earth and beautify
   the countryside with happiness unseen,
      while love and nature joyfully convene.

As you...Read More

Christ’s triumph* at Calvary saved my soul

Smote Golgotha’s sting, shouting victory

Vanquished grave and hell, gracious divine goal

Granting me everlasting life’s glory...

Now, exemplifies faithful servant-role.

*2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ…

August 7, 2019
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Verily fulfilling my utmost best…
Such makes me triumphant along life’s race
For God blesses sincere diligent zest
Indeed, I trust* His empowering grace
Driving performance, upholding faith-brace.

Thus, I pray that in every assignment…
Be it home chore or contest endeavor
May the Lord see my...Read More

Before I go to sleep at night,
As soon as I have brushed my hair,
I reach up and turn out the light,
Hoping I will not have nightmares
From some demonic fancy's flight.

I do not wish to wake in fright,
Still seeing some demented...Read More

(saw a mistake with a rhyme and just now revised this)

I’m on a Greyhound bus – six hours till dawn
It’s late and dark. I think that I must be
the only passenger whose light is on.
I’ll keep that tiny light trained...Read More

Sweet roses bloom on Mother’s day
I’ll cut a bouquet for my mum’s room
She breathes their scent, I hear her say
‘I just adore their sweet perfume,
such vibrant colours lift the gloom’

 
English Quintain Poetry Contest

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Speak my name, learn me through deep ways...
Bring horizons which enthrall
while blossoms twirl as  night sashays
to enchant our flamed spirit's call
that time,   in slow-hour dance  obeys.

When seasons reap a love's harvest
Let’s wander among clustered leaves;
fallen gold...Read More