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at her most fiercest,
angry Mother Nature, yet...
a palmetto waves
Date written: 12/04/2020
The fiercest storm of hate could easily be subdued by the gentlest breeze of love!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
17 August 2016
Everest
makes brothers
of the fiercest
enemies
of the most
distant strangers
of the worst
ill intended
of the lost
— and the found
(Kathmandu: May, 1982)
"You are my fair Spring
your love invigorates me
life comes to full bloom in you"~~
I lie here, forlorn
Oh, that I could have known then
you'd be my fiercest winter
Eileen Manassian
EFFORT
Despite of all of our best effort
We can not get through this cruel desert
Life always has one shepherd
To tame the fiercest leopard
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando April 10, 2016
you say
you are cold
from loneliness
i say
your laughter
is the fiercest fire
that warms
my whole being
your struggle is
to see yourself
as i see you,
light, love, laughter, peace –
I am not a robot!
(What robots likely say)
Like hetero’s fiercest advocates
who sudden turn up gay.
I am not a robot!
How will we ever tell?
A robot might could sniff it out…
That is, if robots smell.
fiercest fall frenzy
clashing leaves, color chaos
no sound but the wind
Written on 1/17/2022
For: Nature Haiku with Alliteration Poetry Contest
Syllable count checked at howmanysyllables.com
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
It was the first nightmare I had awake
With chills, fear replaced the blood in my veins
I searched for death and through the swiftest means
But death itself did cower so to flee
Far from the fiercest thing mankind had seen.
NIRVANA
I opened the pages of my book of Nirvana
The enlightenment shines onto the ugliest heart of anaconda
And taming the fiercest fauna
Then everything is brightened up as the miraculous flora
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando July 10, 2016
The picture is a window to another world
wide open, allowing me to gaze freely into
the distance,
getting lost in the warm blanket of fuzziness
that brings a smile to my face,
finding myself in a shelter from the cold
that blocks even the harshest wind
and withstands even the fiercest of storms.
Form:
It rules the mind,
It isolates the soul,
Its waging war,
Internal war,
The fiercest of war,
Spilling a haze to blind the mind,
Internal war,
Creates depression,
Starts pain,
Bed ridden,
To rise above the storm,
To see the sky,
So clear and blue,
To unite souls,
To clear the mind,
The battle within must be won.
Every soul, a ship is,
Created to withstand the fiercest storms
That life’s ocean could ever generate
Provided
Her captain would never lose sight of
Providence’s guiding beacon
And
Never would her, to the voracious waves of
Lawlessness, abandon!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 August 2015
Forever, love,
Is the length of time
I would go without breathing
To be in your presence
Forever, love,
Is how long I have
Always loved you and all
That you are and do
Forever, love,
Is how long I would
Stand against the fiercest
Powers to protect
Forever, love,
Is life in heaven
Yet, heaven is my life
Because of you
Form:
Every soul, a boat is,
Crafted by God to withstand the fiercest storms
That life’s ocean could ever generate
Provided
Her captain would never lose sight of
Providence’s guiding beacon
And
Would never abandon her,
To the malicious waves of lawlessness, and
Sin!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 September 2021
My Cold and Lonely Spirit has been filled with a raging storm called Thomasina,
She rocks me worse the fiercest hurricane winds,
Her fire burns through me, hotter than open coals in night air,
Her words do indeed pierce my heart,
Her love is really what makes the honey drip from my honeycomb,
And I am her honey bee buzzing all around her.
Written By Gail DeBole
There once was an owl whose loud hoot
Could frighten the fiercest of brutes.
A "whoo-t" of renown
Sent birds circling the town
To find out who did what when to whoo-t!
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Soft the night's whispers stir her heart
Fresh the air's fragrance paints her cheek
Bright the stars glimmer in her eyes
Shrill the loon's note in her cry
Love's a fair maiden when Heaven aligns
Fiercest of predators if portentous her signs
September 04, 2020
Completely Your Choice (4) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
The cactus is a joyless plant
which to dry slopes inclines,
and those who would engage with it
are sure to feel its spines.
But once in every year or two,
the cactus brings forth fruits:
and then its golden succulence
its grimmer self confutes.
Before the "chumba" pine swells up,
the cactus flames in flower,
and I would brave its fiercest staves,
to see it in that hour!
The loudest, fiercest fighter brave
Amidst a sea of coward men
I wear my war paint bound to save
The underdog that might have been
Or sometimes quiet as the night
Entangled, buried, rooted deep
I wait unyielding for the light
Patient poised for peace to reap
But never waver, always be
Proud warrior, steadfast and true
I walk these steps on bended knee
This life, on loan, I will not reu
Clouds drift lazily
Rush crazily
Crescendo-ing might
Wispy and light
Threaten frightening gloom
Make way for blue skies' bloom
Herald the fiercest of storms
Transform the weather to warm
Majestic shapes of awe and thunder
Presage lightning and thunder
Capricious curly-cues' flight
Enchanting by day or by night
Fascinate us here on Earth
Escorts of renewal, rebirth
The sun sends forth her fiercest rays
Yet no warmth is felt this December day
The wind chills my bones, though the heavens are blue
Trees, bare of leaves, offer unrestricted views
of twigs at the end of tiny branches, shaped like V's
In Spring they'd be buds, now -- veins and capillaries
framed 'gainst the backdrop of that raw clear-blue sky
Poised for coming snowfalls, my heart wants to die
Snowfall Speculations
It's the fiercest of the seasons
as it sheds a coat of white.
Winter's come with all the trappings
in the still and dark of night.
We huddle under covers
from this first onslaught of cold;
yet we rise to face morning
as the bitter winds unfold.
So if we see the bleakness
while we gaze upon the land,
we should also see the beauty
that makes this season grand!
Immutable and silent stands the rock.
Wind and hail has harmed it not.
Gravity’s battle has been fought.
A thousand years to see a day,
born of violent mantle forces,
what end befalls, I cannot say.
Above, the lichens cling in place.
Beneath, the rock chuck burrows.
Loneliness sparks a lack of haste.
Life’s rotation brims with motion,
as the massive stone lives in grace.
The boulder’s unrelenting will,
has won the fiercest race.
A generation gone too soon, each tank, batallion or platoon;
They went with glory on their mind, and left the ones they loved behind;
A slaughter on a massive scale, at Flanders, Ypres and Passchendaele;
They marched into the fiercest fights, to defend their countries and protect our rights;
Still formed in rows as on parade, their ranks are now formed up in graves;
In Belgium, Holland and in France, salute them for rememberance.