K-angaroos
R-arely
I-gnore
S-ummer's
T-ender
I-nvitation,
L-eaping
L-ightly,
E-xhuberantly
M-aking
A-ll
R-adiant,
G-limmering,
A-nd
R-efreshing
E-cological
T-reasure,
T-hen
E-njoying
G-reen
E-arth's
R-ich
O-utdoor
N-ature
I-n
M-eadow's
O-penness
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Kristille Margarette Geronimo)
A-mazon
N-ature's
G-reen
E-mbodiment
L-ushly
H-elps
I-ts
P-lanet
O-n
L-eaves
I-n
T-rees
O-xygenating
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Angel P. Hipolito)
A-s
R-ed
L-ight
L-ets
Y-our
N-ew
C-ar
A-bruptly
S-top
I-n
P-oint
O-f
N-o
G-reen
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Arllyn Casipong)
As the lion makes way for the virgin
Usurped is the crab of July
Green are the forests and valleys
Under cerulean sky
Sun, sea and sand… and bikinis
That’s August, let’s grasp it and fly!
Awash in bright colors past Summer's height,
Unhurried days are lingering with more daylight.
Green foliage will be transformed to russet and gold.
Umber meadows this Autumn are beginning to unfold.
Savor the glory of the season before Winter's first frost
Touches the branches of trees whose leaves will be lost.
Soaring through the snowy week in glamorous attire
King of the Alpine traversing ski empire
In-bounds, snowploughing towards the opening glades
Innards begin to weaken, dignity fades
Naked snow adorned with last night's feast
Green run renamed – "Innards off-Piste"
Date: 19/01/23
Skiing Acrostic Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Sigh! Breathe in and out, eyes closed, heart beating,
Uttering forth prayers, fists clenched, candles burning
Making of my room, an altar on its own, and I, a
Mere white witch, seeking and yearning for sooth for the world's
Offspring, all drowning in the oceans of Earth, cornered,
Not even able to lift up their own bodies towards safety!
In my mind, words heaved, powerful and mighty in the
Night, silent and pulsating, submissively making the light
Green for my angel to sit and hear of what I have to say!
May it be that life be as rosy as it is in your own realm
Yes, may it be that children laugh from their hearts
And adults be willing to give out their hands to their peers,
Needing nothing more than warmth in their hearts and
Gurgling clear streams in their souls, yes, angel, may
Earth and her children heal, may the gloom and the doom
Leave, once and for all, so that life, even temporary, be a bliss!
For Contest A Forms
Sponsored by Constance La France
Date Written: 11 Dec 2021
J-ust
U-nderstand
N-uptial
E-xpression
&
R-ightfully
E-njoying
E-ssential
N-ote
Topic: Anniversary of June & Reen Correa (January 24)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I am a very old senior white male. At 10 years of age I was playing with two black friends when a bully who was white and twice our size started calling my Friends the N word so my friends ran away and so did I.
I never heard the word before this was the first time even though half my school was black.
I went home and asked my Mother what it meant.
She wrote the word down the left side of the page and said .....
The word is an acrostic son it means .....
N ever
I n
G od's
G reen
E arth
R epeat
>>
The word artist
I paint pictures with words.
[email protected]
Pass my Mother's wisdom on to anybody who offends you with this word.
G-reen
L-eaves sway,
E-very bird
C-hirps while making
Y-our eyes glow as the cool wind blows softly.
Topic: Birthday of Glecy B. Landero (March 25)
Form: Acrostictractys
R-egards
E-mploy
E-uphoric
N-ote's
C-omplete
O-ptimism
R-ightfully
R-elieving
E-motional
A-gony
Topic: Birthday of Reen S. Correa (March 19)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
more reen
i miss sting
ing in my
red eyes
from perhaps
too much swim
ming in your
poetry
but i did try
wearing googles
and it was worse
then google
every word had
a sales tag on
something special
but i didn't especially
like that much
i just want to
as crazy as it
might sound
touch your words
for i know that
every word
choosen
is not
darwinian
selection of
the strongest
and fittest but
how you choose
the perfect word
though awkwardly
fits
the
finish
of your
poem
L-eaves sway with the wind,
F-resh flowers breathe the fragrance,
G-reen blades bring colors.
Topic: Birthday of Lizelle F. Gracela (March 21)
Form: Haikustic
Here’s to the travellers,
the passengers, the tourists
who trek this alien landscape
in search of experience.
Here’s to the resilient,
the adaptable, the survivors
who chose uneven ground
and made a path for others.
Here’s to the dreamers,
the poets, the believers
who see the cosmic cycles
of life, death and rebirth.
Here’s to the family,
the siblings, the bonds
that protect and comfort
because love is never lost.
Here’s a rose for Rita,
for Les, for Reen, for Mom
and all the souls we’ve lost
who have gone home again.
For we are the aliens,
not of this Earth, interlopers,
we belong to eternity
and to eternity we shall return.
NOTE:
Last night, Aug 20, 2019 my sister Rita Rose (her married name) lost her battle with leukemia and kidney disease, passing behind the curtain peacefully, joyfully returning to her husband Les whom she lost just nine months ago. Our mother passed only two months ago at the age of 92 while my brother's wife Reen died in April of 2018. Please send your love to Rita's daughter Heather and her grandchildren.
i've searched
my mind and
thumbed
through
books
of ancient lore
even implored
mi familia of
strega
for
asking all all the same
what is this script
perhaps maybe
hieroglyphs
etched
in stone a primal
primitive man
expressing
this this
reen
but to my chagrin
not an answer
but solved
when i
did
cross one eye while
the other stayed
straight purely
practice of
a bored
childhood but then
understood why
i didn't want
reens but
more
more
reens
Mau
reen
s
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