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Tell the truth always
Even in moonlit hallways
Souls are passageways
7/1/2024
You’ve grown the most beautiful rose
In this garden of delight
Accept a little rhymed prose
From your faithful knight
You can wear it with suitable blouse
In a shape of silver pendant
A miniature silver house
Must be absolutely resplendent
Or in case you won’t be surprised
With what I have to expose
Give me a look most wise
Call my poem a rhymed prose
Maybe it was foretold
In some children’s book, I suppose
That one day I’ll come to this world
With a reason for rhymed prose
You laugh as the chapters go
I smile, and the twilight grows
Over the hills the sun sets low
Leaves dance as the breeze blows.
intermingled
to juxtapose
&complement
I would suppose
light captured one Sunday
on the island,La Grande Jatte
an ‘as is’ moment ..dot.. by dot..
an afternoon promenade of activity
frozen forever
as a ‘still-life’ shot
a bird sweetly tweeting
the world still and quiet-
cat meows a greeting
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May 11, 2023
Poetry/Haiku/Rhymed Hiku
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1546-614-11
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, A Brian Strand Premiere No 1216
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 05/14/2023
Seventh Place
*now my hiku with rhyme*
at the edge of my gaze
bathed in September sun-
a sepia rose haze
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007
Under the grand moon.
Nearby, an azure lagoon.
A lonely bird croons.
2/3/2021
~ 4 ~
Blazing, heart fire.
In darkness, we conspire.
Quench, hot desire.
2-1-2021
~ 3 ~
Rhymed Senryu
Furry cat, so soft.
Purring, and more on than off.
Across me, aloft.
1/21/2021
~2~
Sudden knock on my door.
Eggs splashed on the floor,
Golden Lake, galore!
Rhymed Senryu
12/2/2020
3:15 pm
~ PIZZA ~
P- Piping hot, pungently brought directly to your
alabaster cloth covered table.
I- Italian, intoxicating, heady aroma, I eat all that
I am physically able.
Z- Zestfully, I first sip some beautiful, heady, imported
chilled, Italian Chianti.
Z- Zealously, I eat it all, as for pizza, there is no food
that bewitching that makes a body so mighty.
A- Affection to Italy's gift to the planet, I say "Grazie per Pizza",
that makes this planet ever so sweet and totally smiley!
(In Memory of My Uncle~ Peter Marchetti)
May 21, 2020
9:30am PST
Poem# 1,285
~ Freedom ~
F- Food and plethora of it
R- Rights, inherited from God,
both given and blessed
E- Enlightened enough to
know the value of me
E- Educated enough to know
the face of tyranny
D- Designed as were all by
a Divine Deity
O- Omniscient, I am not, nor
pretend to be
M- Meditates on gratitude and
love of country
May 18, 2020
10am PST
Poem 1,275
He
convicts,indwells&seals
guides teaches&reminds
comforts,counsels fills
equips &empowers
as&when He wills
Blindfold sight of life
whirl hues delusion that branch
out, with waves of pouring fears
Voices, colors strife
a deluded avalanche,
there’s no one that sees or hears
1/8/2016
Poetry Contest: Something Different-SEDOKA FORM (Rhymed)
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
As sun comes down in the valley, bound by the Tigris and Eufrat,
Submerges into dark the capital of Muslim Khalifat.
The night descends on tired from the heat old city of Baghdad,
Where spears of high-rising minarets reflect moon's cold yet tender light.
The freshness of the breeze brings comfort and the leisure of delight,
Unfolding fairy tale, being told to Shahryar by smart Scheherazade,
Inspired by the need of her life saving plight,
Comes up the fantasy, entailed in every one (of "Thousand And One") Arabian Night ...
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