#1: A Day Begins
Sand grains station elevated for want
in the cool starless relics spell of dark
a sun behold horizon that dews haunt
favoring a virgin's touch settled spark
illuminate sprawl hope echoes a night
prejudge ripens new to the golden day
freedom speculate oddly slept by light
as shadiness telltale spots dead astray
undulating surge flowing wetness stir
uneasy granules settle in hair strands
surf push nonsensical ashore transfer
waterline mind a sun aloof shift sands
a shoreline of lying seashells mumble
amidst the noisy sand castles crumble
Written: November 03, 2023
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Ambrosia-colored slants shine and gaze within.
With delight, watch the white embers spin.
Sifting through waves of serenity and quiet.
That rustling across the heavens is reliant.
In this outpouring of glorious radiance,
I believe we all require authentic shadiness.
A place where the soul may rest in peace.
We pray every night; carnage must cease.
This unchanging mood is shared by nature.
Greeting everything with eager prayer
Holding every bit of grass, heating each stone.
With a dazzling embrace and a beaming tone.
The velocity of the world ceased to blur.
Whispers of eager voices rustle and spur
Drafts of leading vitality reach the soul.
The era we are in currently is rich and full.
Dreams drift in the air akin to wisps of wind.
The depths of inner reach are being blind.
Silent cries blend with an aesthetic melody.
As rising goals meet broad esoteric parody.
*Image of Suspicion & Doubt by Pixabay.
Suspicion Fell on the Butler
'Twas a murky damp eve at the big house,
A frightening hallway clock tolls troll-less,
Hark the wayward butler a standard louse,
I glanced via the house he's gone I guess.
You're confident you've dug in everywhere,
Every nook and cranny cracks in the fence,
All we found were pipes but he is nowhere,
The shadiness of mistrust emerged dense,
He yelled at Mr. Cheevers, the louse claim,
He saw nothing he know nothing came up,
And shortly haunting tolling trolls proclaim,
Straggled Suspicion fell on the Butler, yup!
2022 July 25
*2nd Place*
One In Five 2
~~Joseph May: Judged 2022 July 29
Mind-boggling bowing of the trees' stretching
Vast beds of blossoms are overseen in adjoining
Beds that were displayed in a solitary tone sparkled
It was also defined where each should be developed
Though the rustic garden is splendid to the sight
One cannot challenge such a wonderful delight
Each fashioned shadiness to convey a purpose
And biding each aspect is an ongoing corpus
Notwithstanding, I memorably like a kaleidoscope
A rainbow of tints is everything that could hope
They will show up as one, despite their variety
Under one sun, the cluster is fluxed thoroughly
And as each hue seeks to assert a stronghold
We must cherish them all with our eyes unfold
5TH PLACE CONTEST WINNER
Written: March 21, 2022
Garden Inspirations Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: BJ Legros Kelley
plethoric is his mind
shifting thoughts
like shadows cast
in and out of clouded skies
he falls
with the shame shadiness
into the concealment of pain
arising momentarily
whenever someone nears
he only hears
words echoing
down lonely corridors
as they bounce back
from the thoughts of mind
yet he speaks back
in half witted thoughts
that make you look past
the emptiness in his eyes
he weeps
alone at night
his tears
refreshing the scent
of her perfume
on the pillow
he harbors
he feels
the pierce
of daggers
with each beat
of his heart
as he struggles
to breathe
beneath the weight
of the heavy burden
he carries
…"this romeo is bleeding,
but you don't see his blood"
February 18, 2020
Famous Poetic Lines 3 Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
This Romeo is bleeding, but you don't see his blood - Bon Jovi - Always
THE SCALES BALANCE
In the days of measures and weights
Some creditors had shady traits
Often times, more weight would come
Because the creditor "weighed his thumb"
But justice in the eyes of God
Won't go where shadiness trods
His scale is always perfect and true
When He weighs and balances you
If our obedience is consistent
And our bent to sinning is resistant
There'll be no room to tip the scale
And put our soul in danger of hell
So when the final trump shall sound
Will your true measures too be found
His weights and measures are precise
The final balance is in your life
Curtis Moorman
23 January 2017
You write simply to baffle
You draw from deep dark pools
You offer tear stained searching eyes
The unbelief of fools.
You have the fetching meter
And choice of words arrests
But Friend no helping hand here
To deal with life's hard tests.
Your readers seek out wisdom
And comfort from rich verse
But witty nihilistic rant
Has left them feeling worse.
You had the chance to uplift
You had the gifted pen
And Christ of course the best resource
To light some fires again.
What if He comes to wake you
With lines you hear sublime
Will you bow, drink and share His link?
Or post froth one more time?
(Yes, a revolt from the present day norm of shadiness, shallowness and godlessness in poems.)
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Can I create a man
To my liking
Tall handsome
God fearing man
Honor you
Love you
Cook
Family oriented
No shadiness
No drama
Lord I'm not you
But
Can I create a woman
To my liking
Not two faced
Friendly outgoing
Nice patient
Shopping buddy
My personal diary
My confident
Like my sister
Loyal
A royal wish
Help free me from the crooked
Help my mind bar the corruption
Help the debauched time
Help me from the fraudulent faces
Is every energy spent by shadiness?
Home of the hooked
Home of the fixed and profiteering
Home of the bent hearts
Home of the tainted soul
How many lives are stolen?
You can find it on the high take
Ready to pounce ready to snake
His venom exploits all who notice
Never clean, fouls up the dream
Why has thou pure nature opened up for the fraudulent?
This was always meant to be unethical
Chasing down the good and purified
Ready to lie in the face of all sentenced
It has come down to the hellion versus all
Thank the Lord we were to solid to fall
{Up}
I go…
I sleep on
Mashed potato
Clouds, floating about…
Rest has taken its toll
As I reach up to haven
Cloud 7 – here I go!!
I am ascending
As I embrace
Nirvana
Farewell,
Love!
{I}
Have fallen
Short of time and
I’ve been praying to
The Lord to rescue me…or
I’ll remain in my inner ruins!
Haplessly, I’m roaming in the city streets
The streetlamps flicker on and off – am I still dreaming?
Petite angels surround me
Sweet peace draws near to me
I’m spiraling down
Gravity-bound
How come you
Can’t save
{Me?}
I’m scared
Forever…
Lost in this world
Sprinkle your relief
Upon me now…somehow,
I am the broken compass!
Trapped in the nightmare of my mind’s eye…no joke! No lie!
I’m a whimpering puppy, left alone, caught
In the rain…in the streets of London
Shadiness leaves me blind…how
Did I end up here?
The abyss – I
Fear! Pinch me
{Please!?}
Joy blooms in Springtime
Joy embraces my sad heart
Joy sweeps away gloom
Happiness clothes me
In the brightest suit...handsome
Single smile lifts up my spirits
Joy sways in the wind
Joy dances with me kindly
Joy surprises me
Shadiness passes
Away without a single
Sound...no disturbance
Joy plays piano
Joy loves to hang out with me
Joy loves to uplift the blues
Joy loves bringing in good news
Joy sings with me everyday
Joy sings a striking tune...
Joy brings joy and love to you...
Joy sings a heartfelt poem
I dream of her every day and night
She's my lamplight
She keeps me up all night
And she's quite a sight
She's so full of sweet, sweet delight
I love you, dear JOY!
Shame
Remains the same
But, I'm sure I'm its victim
IT SURE NEEDS A TRIM...
I feel ugly and slim
Devour
The tower
Of darkness
Leading me to distress...
I'm in a miserable mess
Kill
The pill
Of sadness
Swallowing me whole - I'm hopeless
My gratitude transforms to frustration...
Do you sense my agitation...?
Feel
The steel
In MY heart
Pounding me to death...
COULD ANYONE TAKE HEART?
ARE YOU GOING TO LET THE MONSTERS
TEAR ME APART??
COWER
Away from the
Dark and morbid tower
OF SHADINESS
Throwing bricks at me...
I'm choking on the dry paint of filthiness
Do you hear my screams?
Do you feel my stress?
Will you keep me in your dreams?
Do you want me to be full of happiness?
Do you want to rest for the day
OR put it aside and increase my dismay?
SHAME
Has no beautiful name
But, it sure gets me
Worked up and distressed...
When I look back at the tower,
I don't feel the best...
Let me flee!! Let me rest...
...or I'll feel tired and depressed
Numbness prevails over me,
Masking me… sending me pangs of suppression
Deadness tears its way inside of me,
Consuming me… devouring me with yanks of oppression
Darkness frowns upon me,
Dragging me down…sending me scraps of sadness
Gloominess molds me inside and out,
Chasing after me…surrendering to my wretchedness
Shadiness lurks above me and it wildly swarms,
Murdering me…scarring me with my unbroken misery
Murkiness blankets over us like troubled storms,
Shaking us up…bribing me with heaps of boundless fury
Edginess overrides me like a wraithlike form,
Misleading me…sneering at my failures and agony
Blurriness absorbs in this uncanny terrain…no sign of storm
Still, I’m withering into sand, grinding into shards of tragedy