The road is rocky
Dig deeper and shed some blood
Repent for your sins
On the seashore, stretching endless,
There stands a lighthouse, a beacon of light.
Staying alone, it faces the roaring waves,
Guiding lost sailors and ships aright.
It often watches thundering breakers
It doesn’t command them to be still
Nor chase the brewing storms away
But sheds light poised on a rocky hill.
How many stories a lighthouse has to recount!
Stories of havoc, plunder and shipwreck,
Tales of escape from the fury of typhoons,
Of love and romance enacted on the deck.
Each lighthouse holds a mystical allure.
Broader at its base and narrower on its face,
It has a cylindrical and tapering shape
And stands as a sentinel with a piercing gaze.
In each one, there’s a lighthouse shining within
It guards us from all storms brewing inside
Shedding light along life’s murky tracks,
Leading us to coveted destinations like a guide.
After a hastened drive up the mountain
I slavishly haul the fishing gear
To the edge of the dam
I set myself up as silent darkness approaches
Sitting waiting while wriggling worms wait on hooks
Consumed by alert relaxation
Sitting waiting
Sitting waiting
The darkness makes it even more quiet
My companions are the Southern Cross and moonlight
Sitting waiting
Sitting waiting
Then BANG!
Bending rod beckons me into action
Reeling in gently consistently
Beautiful brown gold and red spots
My dear little wild friend
I am sorry I am sorry I am sorry.
Above these darker grown
Piny-shady woods
That, deeper, for its bears'
Hideout, enclosed in
Greatest of the great unknowns
Out-stares. Need more gin?
Only what reflects it
For this campfire's sparks
Goes out. As high tracked of
Homey, reassure
We, round about, in friendship
Warmer show its lure.
I traveled miles away,
To see the Rocky Mountains
I am indeed a Rocky mountain man
The view is beautiful
I climbed the Rocky Mountains
From the top of the mountain, I see the greenery and the wildlife
The animals keep on moving fast, and sometimes they stop for food And water
The rocky mountain is my refuge, the sky is bright
The fresh breeze is coming; it feels like magic in the air
The first day of fall is here
The sun shines on the water and reflects my image
Save this mountain, save the wildlife
The rocky mountain is a part of my Canadian heritage, which I am Proud of
Because I am indeed a Rocky mountain man
Rocky and Bullwinkle
a little crinkle in the wrinkle
suitcase packed with one spare denture
always up and ready for adventure
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
From a microscopic spaceship,
I observed the following, unnoticed
(see the attached picture):
- liquid water on the planet's surface;
- the vaporized form of this compound in the atmosphere,
blurring the satellite seen on the upper right.
A female of the dominant species warrants attention.
She carries the reproductive portion common to this world's stationary life forms.
She, a moving organism, possesses similar qualities -
in their language, "beautiful".
Milky Ways, Mallow Pies, and M&M reams
The magnitude of calories astounds
Silky glazed chocolate pies and coconut creams
You pack 'em and snack 'em, then pack on the pounds
Malts for days, monster sized, and marshmallow teams
Slurpee slurping every Slurpee around
Your body art's stretched apart, bustin' the seams
Your ears are deaf to the warning bell's sound
You fold it and force it, till your corset screams
Your Chunky Monkey keeps you caged up and bound
You road this rollercoaster on Rocky Road dreams
Now a mile wide, riding a silky sweet mound
Here I am, at the "Bottom" of Everest!
Oh well, not much more I can say.
Now buried deep, twenty feet in the snow,
I shoulda hired Tenzing Norgay!
Cacti Hiku 47
Amidst torrid sun
Cacti sprout on rocky ground~
Nature`s sturdy strength.
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.~~. -I t I-
-I i I- -I u I-
-I t I- -I o I-
-I c I- -I r I-
a-m-id-s-t t-o-r-r-i-d s-u-n -I a I- -I p I-
-I c I- -I s I-
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
o-n r-o-c-k-y g-r-o-u-n-d-s~
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n ~a ~t~ u ~r ~e`s s ~t ~u ~r ~d ~y s ~t ~r ~e ~n ~g ~t ~h.
Sturdy Will
On rocky grounds, a cactus sprouts
In midst of torrid sun and drought,
Shielded by thorns, it lifts its head,
With its blooms, it graces the land:
With sturdy will and silent strength,
In life, man can surmount hurdles.
An empty space that seemed to yell
Come hold me tight and this hunger quell
A gentle touch, a warm caress
A kiss so light without duress
Over the rock the words flowed
Breaking it down blow by blow
There was a rocky hill where I thought could rest myself,
But when I sat there; saw people as small as elves,
The sky was dark over there,
All that the self knew was- the place where I sat wasn't fair.
But my tired feet still forced me ,
The bats flew above my head with an attitude of fully being free,
The trees nearby shook its leaves and turned gray and dried,
And I felt like being on a pan to get fried.
I could hear a lady's weep,
And could also see a blood-covered sheep,
Must be a sheep for sacrifice,
All I knew was my palms were getting colder than a cube of ice!
Suddenly my breath too stopped,
But I was still alive,
And felt I did not need to breathe anymore,
And also that the whole world was a cruel battledore!
- THE STRANGE ROCKY HILL WHICH WAS TOO SCARY TO SIT AND TAKE REST FOR SOMETIME, AFTER A LONG AND TIRING WALK IN A DENSE-FOREST!!!
I have been watching the reflective script of the above
Rocky and Bullwinkle show, its not a serious account, unless you go.? On
Climactic tangents of ideology.' Stratisfied in layers of
Polar opposite topography.' Ahead of its time, I do find,!
Its content worth study, as a window on climate lunacy.'
An antidote yet where laughs and jokes, aren't taken seriously.'
Which was a mistake.? According to the world we now see.'
And the antics some undertake.'
Rokatru runes of olive wood coming soon,
my heart and mind does drool for these new runes.
My runes charged . Hope my order show up late
Round disks of wisdom ,Odhin’s wisdom -I feel great.
Irate relation is finished with my gift,
And talk a miss I hope I am not stiffed .
Talk with my kin we are a chasm apart,
Over this issue I feel I’m an upstart.
And Cash was paid to Gemma for wrong ,
futhark,s
Unfinished instructions left me in the dark..
Intently I wait to get this deal straight ,
rocky ride is contentment , my runes late..
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