Short Culminate Poems
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To Culminate,
To Culminate, Design!
Where Fields of Victory,
Our Spirits, .... Climb!
The sounds of Autumn
Crickets legs as violins
Locusts screech from nowhere close.
Throwing their voices
As ventriloquists mimic
While leaves are strummed by slow winds.
Lightening bugs culminate
Sight into the symphony
My personal Fantasia.
Hill by hill, a travail climbing.
Which new outlooks give birth to
Wider, brighter, a mountain valley's.
Deep sighing, as we breathe through.
On a grander appreciative scale
Those life-stepped that culminate
Heaven-reached, soul-released, eying
Earth; rained on compassionate.
The son of man
Is to become
The child of God
That is respectable
Fore-
Beyond reprehension
In his house
There are many facets'
For the homage
Which the Lord Jehovah
Has taken his privy'
On the entire house hold
And they all culminate
With the Reunification
Satyr the Lord
Almighty
GF
Mystery upon your bed
westwind blowing
through your head
catch her question,
roll it'round
give the answers you have found
culminate her searching,
seeking
hurry now,her interest's
peaking
you have only one
endeavor
that will prove that you
are clever
click your heels
in bright salute
Yes,my dear!
a new
recruit!
stardom of the year
on its welcoming music
ushers our new dreams
culminate great task
snog the sweet and bitter past
cool somersault starts
blow New Year's trumpets
commence it with smiles and cheers
have a joyful year
May 14,2014 3.30pm
First Place
Contest: Two Haiku (Month of January)
Judged: 6/18/14
Sponsor: My fave poet, Skat
I can't entirely say
that love starts with
an enticing face, form
or environment – for
it does seem first
to culminate within
each of us...before
transcending our
outer layers, to revel
in sunlight....
I think Love will
always remain
somewhat a mystery;
especially to those
oblivious to Divine
Spirit, and the vintage
produced by the
ever-ripe vineyards
of Heaven –
Ingratitude is the desire of tears,
Fire the cold void in my heart,
You plunge a chiliad spicules to save my heart,
Forging comprehension in that bliss,
Holding my hand back in the devil's den,
We faced it all,
We are bestowed by the priest,
I take you to be mine,
In heartseases, heartaches and heartedness...
We culminate on this day,
Valentine's roses on our heartstrings...
The Supreme Most God
the Supreme Scientist
experimenting the World
to lead to the perfection
to culminate better soul
by thorowing out the wastes
perhaps.
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