Every tiny moment is precious
Don't take any for granted
There's magic if you believe
Practice to stretch your imagination
See the beauty in everything common
Embracing the gems of simplicity
Chase away any negative shadow
Sunny thoughts will replace them
Satiating your heart with gratitude
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Nibbled
or inhaled whole,
rhymes feed weary spirits.
One stanza wets the appetite.
Ugly
tears are the mark of a good meal.
Poems can be eaten,
satiating
hunger.
my essence to nose as honey to tongue
purifying power moves you to One
rooted and decorated I stand atomic
down from seventh heaven cosmic
I’m tough, hardy, regarded as Old School
though ever-new coloured petals drool
milky sap as sacred unseen ambrosia
woven in fifth sheath, Atman’s kosha
Adamic my aquiline profile I breathe
connection memories, ascension eased
brain wave entrainment silent reviewed
time-space exquisite pure quarks exude
seraphic perfume as garden valance
invoking blissed emotion within balance
sanguine I worship, triggering transmutation
darkness to loosen my blossom’s salvation
pastel or bright in sunrise dewy morn
connecting to dynamo ancestors shorn
sighting me is intriguing immortality born
abide beneath my falling petals each dawn
sensations edenic across my butterflied
c e r e b e l l u m spied
my innocence your life awakening
earth minerals my satiating ~
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Placed : Third : Contest : Tree Personification
sponsor : Tania Kitchin]
27.9.25
GOLD AWARD POEM: Allpoetry: July 26
Plain white grains without flavour
Thousands in a bowl
Crown jewel of the table
How satiating
All dish pairs well with
Soft, steaming
Rice!
Ladies and gentlemen, and all the rest
We do entertain you to the fullest
As pickle members of well-being zest
Showing functional roles for healthy quest
Making us thank God*, we’re uniquely blest!
Ready are we to show our savory best
Sizzling loudly, exuding flavor’s jest
Behold our spices strong in challenging taste test
Mustard seed, chili powder belt song-fest
While turmeric yodels from choir loft nest!
Onstage are fresh herbs lilting with delight
Ginger, onion, garlic, dill … sway to flight
Along salt and vinegar’s graceful might
Ecstatic midst olive oil’s waltzing sprite
Satiating awesomely everyone’s appetite!
Molasses, alum rise to freedom height
Swirling around cucumbers’ soaring sight
As crispy carrots with shrimps glide aright
Bottled on display for dieters’ plight---
In our party, you’re welcome --- since we palatably invite!
*In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
September 7, 2022
6th place, "It's A Pickle Party" Poetry Writing Premier Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose; judged on 9/10/2022.
blackberries relished, picked, coated
with sugar, fingers deliciously stained.
the tonic bumps twirl with my tongue
the sweetness and berry bravado
of childhood, picking and tasting
this satiating serendipity for one.
i wonder if my sisters and brother
found the wild bramble?
or is it all mine -
this mine of sweet black fruit.
8/4/2022
That cologne was the aroma of her love, I was sure,
Spirit within her crystal-like innocence finely pure;
Innateness born in her at very time of conception,
Divine decorum that pervaded her each perception...!
Herbal, spicy, floral perfume of her perfect psyche,
Within flutter fancies flawlessly like flowery niche;
Cherubim and Seraphim flying midst clouds of heaven,
Fairy of finest form, fascinated in clouds seven...!
And her fleshy fussy feminist fiber and flavor,
That, like satiating honey, ceaselessly I savor;
Beauty within and without; and her virtuous morals,
Amalgamation of wisdom and wit and love-laurels...!
Nail and flesh like combination of care and compassion,
Toward love-filled-reciprocity her endless passion;
These precious pearls have become parts of my lasting treasures,
Fragrance of this frankincense maddens me beyond measures...!
13 July 2022
Rhyme Rumi Quote Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
you knew the feeling of weakness,
the tremble of your famished body,
the restless mope of a spirit,
groveling tired thoughts.
but then. . .
you laid eyes upon him,
you discovered another weakness,
fustigated with heart palpitations,
insides nerved with desire,
languid with infatuation.
a predilection of the soul,
your heart unwavering with love,
for he who made your body weak
makes you drown in exuberance too.
heart and mind perplexed in reactions.
how can his mere presence,
make you aberrate from yourself?
stoked in oblivescence of yesterday,
he becomes your now, your today
and everyday - satiating every thought.
he overpowers your senses,
your feelings, your gullibility to believe,
you are capitulated to his being
as someone who carries your world,
you needed him, you prayed for him.
but you couldn't have him,
you could never touch him,
you could not dream of him,
yet you were candidly in love
with a man who was your
kryptonite.
Labelled once as relaxation station
a brothel I was... that offered my hospitality expertise
catering to human nature lusts
meeting carnal cravings
satiating fleshly appetites…
...yet…
the stigma of being a home-wrecker
along accusation and the reality
of being an illegal den of promiscuity
made me guilty, seeing aborted babies
while enriching my operators…
...thus…
grateful am I for laws striving to close my establishment
persevering to end my pleasurable pursuits
(lurking through prostitution leisure I'm ashamed of)
toward prioritizing peace in the family
midst home and community welfare
as God has wondrously designed in His goodness*.
Psalm 33:5 He loveth righteousness and judgment: the earth is full of the goodness of the LORD.
February 20, 2021
2nd place, "Personification Poem 150" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger; judged on 6/25/2021.
Ribbons, balloons, toffees and cakes
Nice celebration all that makes
Satiating food and desserts to follow
No celebration ever should go hollow
Long time friends arrive to meet and greet
to reassure, land stays beneath our feet
Golden times and memories to recall
to ensure, our ambitions stay tall
Hopes, plans and resolve for future
Dreams and aspirations to nurture
Its no more only about the wealth
But the sanity, happiness and health
Be it the Sunshine or the Rain
I want the life large, back again
Shrineetee Kar
29.12.2020
For the 'Party Folk' contest by Julia Ward
Black cats and witches on brooms,
Skeletons emerging out of their tombs.
Eerie bats with bloodshot eyes,
Pale, evil ghosts who all demonize.
Monsters crawling through the night,
Giving all a terrible fright.
The dead come alive in the wintry darkness,
A horrid creature creeping through the window, faceless.
Zombies feasting on squishy warm brains,
In the air the smell of raw flesh remains.
Blood curdling shrieks from dungeons below,
As a ghoulish alien walks by very slow.
Vampires with blood trickling down their fangs,
Satiating their intense hunger pangs.
The Devil was truly diabolical in his ways,
Using trickery to lure kids into dingy hallways.
Kids on the street paralyzed with fear,
Expecting abduction from anything near.
Whispering cautionary words to each other,
They held on tight to one another.
Now we shall wait to go trick or treating again,
And smash creepy pumpkins that we obtain.
By and far the scariest Halloween anyone had seen,
Young and old won't forget this bone-chilling scene.
Halloween challenge poetry contest
Emile Pinet
166 words
248 syllables
1,013 characters
Oh, my darling, how passionately you whisper to me
Secrets of forbidden love, titillating magical feelings
Mesmerizing romantic night in blossoms of dreams
Beckoning to heavens above to fulfill sweet fantasy
Alluring sensuous desires twinkling in glistening skies
As I feel your vibes, sparkling in your glamorous eyes.
Ah! river’s serene zeal rejoices your sensuous appeal
Rippling exhilaration emanating from tranquil stream
Sensing my arrival in tenor of soft midnight breeze
Rustling shamrock leaves echoing hearts’ tender music
As melodies of doting souls warble from smitten trees
Jubilant in aspirations, mythical fascinations reveal.
Chasing earthly passions in rhythms of ecstatic ballad
Oh, how I, quixotic star, inflame in your cuddling arms
Crooning breaths on sensual lips, answering you call
Satiating night you vied for, till I part at stroke of dawn
Leaving behind part me to forever cheer your heart
Inscribing upon eternal memories, fable of romance.
September 30, 2020
Placed 1st: Impacts and metaphors poetry contest
Surging storm splitting apart the falling sky
blows with harrowing fury through static mind,
flaring wrath burns akin to blazing badland bush,
scorching dry soul to a stack of still ash.
Sky would go up high again, construct clouds,
adrift from fading ruins of missing horizon,
dissolving painful mind constantly dripping
slant drops of pouring rain of dismal sorrow.
In squally gust clumps of cloud drift away far,
as shining stars glow bright in moonlit glossy sky,
through radiant air satin surf of stardust wafts,
making in my mind an aura of astral glow.
On topography of soul brook of jubilation flows,
satiating my thirsty spirit, and I would want it
to always drink ambrosia of joy without hiatus,
and sail on winds of rhapsody to bay of bliss.
(Letter E has not been used in the poem)
July 14, 2020
Received N/A in Contest : Lipogram Poem (Judged July 27, 2020)
August 10, 2020
Contest : N-A Rerun 10
Sponsor : John Hamilton
Hazy horizon blazes even after the spent sun setS
Arid dunes undulate as static waves on the sand seA
Parched life trailing toiled the mirage, needs to waiT
Pacing weary to the oasis etched at the edge of ennuI
Instilled by psychic vibe the journey ends in euphoriA
Nascent hopes on bliss waves roll gems on time presenT
Exaltation drips like stardust from mind sky, sense a priorI
Suffuses my heart while I walk the last mile of satiatioN
Sinking within I hear the song of ecstasy, soul starts to sinG.
May 28, 2020
For Brian Strand's Contest A Brian Strand August
When you are with no companion
and no one can read your very silence
When you are brimmed with joy
and you find no sign of warmth
When your solitude is lonely
and you cease to feel the wonder
When no single wave in the air
and you have a longing to breathe
When your heart denies its throbs
and your tone becomes still and cold
When none can hear the drops of your wounds
and you can't even swallow your sighs
When the night has no stars in his sky
and no dream dares showing a face
When no other alluring path to walk
and no thirst to reach satiating founts
When both, mind and heart share your pen
and no single paper in your den
How couldn't there be a life
that would save lives!
How can I envision my world
without you, my poesy!
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