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Leaves are red in hue.
The daylight healers scattered,
on the whole body.
Written: August 7, 2021
Poetry gives wings to the soul
Like music, it's meant to extol
Though betimes its place, to console
Inspirational it is, on the whole
Temples
Slightly open are my
temples. Mosquitoes need a
place to
rest. On the whole drinking or
bathing in
mosquito piss isn’t an
unpleasant or
a wrong thing
to do. It cures
diarrhoea.
All you newbies, a warm welcome to the group
Sure hope you enjoy your stay on The Soup
There's a couple of weird dudes
On the whole, we're all prudes
Though sometimes we say words like pee and poop!
I am the me
I am everything
on everyone,
everyone on everything
I am everywhere,
Oneness grips me on the whole cosmos
and I am the universe
I am more than my thinking
-Friday, July 12, 2019 Chattogram
Not
a word
is sincere,
an agenda
hidden in shadows.
Collateralized smiles
full of symbiotic words,
I want someone to just want me.
Thinking back on the whole of today,
every person who talked to me had strings.
Michael me man, a warm welcome to the group
Sure hope you enjoy your stay here on The Soup
There's a couple of weird dudes
On the whole, we're all prudes
Though sometimes we say words like pee and poop!
© Jack Ellison 2015
(Michael Tor of course)
this feels so natural, still, my heart is pounding -
that look in your eyes...
I feel like I'm sinking
I feel like I'm floating
drowning in your blazing image,
maybe I'm not too keen
on the whole breathing thing
after all.
maybe I'll just drink up
the entire sea.
+ O Spirit of God from heaven above
Sweet Sanctifying Grace
Pour out Your love
On the whole human race
In one another, help us seek your face +
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Contest: "God, Ghost and Love"
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Poet: Ellen Fahey
Some dogs are disasters,
ignoring their masters;
she’s simply not that type.
Though she gets on a roll,
she’s quite good on the whole,
so I rather hate to gripe.
My one little issue:
she likes to eat tissue,
a form of internal wipe.
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A Balissa stanza: 6b:6b:7a:6c:6c:7a:6d:6d:7a
Tenacious fires
race like astral
acid through
some mutant
fusion
in the brain.
Till all you've
seen has become
one and shows
itself again.
But skillfully
she climbs the
structured
stairway of
your soul.
And don't forget
that dark regret
can spill a shadow
on the whole of
your subconscious.
Form:
"Traveling to cities door to door,
red mud huts with dirt floors,
trying to give but they don't want anymore;
not if it involves war.
What is it then, which I am fighting for?
Drawing first blood for a cause misunderstood
is no good,
on the whole;
you can't defeat those fighting for their soul."
G - race lighting my heart
O – ver the worst part
O – ld sins forgiven and forgotten
D – reams of real love boughten
F – aith fills my soul
R – idding me of sin on the whole
I – nsuring me of God’s hope
D – usting me with a prayer to cope
A – live on the third morn
Y- es! We can truly be reborn!
I live by the mouth
quick wit is my bullet
the trigger no doubt
my impulses pull it
You could say on the hole
it does me no good
but I haven’t control
would stop if I could
The day my mouth runs witless
I’ll stand a prat to witness
*hole - play on words, on the whole/ on my mouth hole
I, myself, and me,
we comprise the royal we.
I makes most decisions,
while me or myself makes the needed revisions
to ensure we three
don’t unwittingly disagree.
Me, myself, and I,
we're a well-integrated guy.
On the whole,
we're a tripartite soul
stuck together till the day we three die.
This! my home?
Greedy me on the whole
Like an oak fern, I blossom
When all is gone I _ lonesome
The trees, hence not green
It's leaves dare not grin
Just me and my wildbeast
To fill in the back seat
Just me and my thoughts(left/right)
To Cary the weight and bear the loss
A blind man can tell
"in the wilderness" I have built a nest
Sometimes things work out exactly
How you’d hoped they would,
With plans and people meeting up
In just the way they should.
However, that is not the norm
And, though you may prepare,
A perfect execution of
A plan is pretty rare.
Though rolling with the punches is
Not easy, on the whole,
It might be best when circumstances
Slip from your control.
I don't endorse 'going with flow'
for of course you never know
if the current will funnel
you down the drain
the tubes or flume
through the tunnel
toward the spume
to where you end up
in the sewer below
so as I'm in no rush to gush
or feel completely flushed
here and now I do avow
for me the bowl on the whole
is a non-starter a definite no-go
IT’S CHRISTMAS!
Jingle, jingle rings all the bells,
Sounding the season roping jolliness;
With gifts traveling to distant places,
And joy running the realm of existence.
There’s high celebration dancing ecstatically in the air;
Showers of goodly hilarity blessing our sphere.
On the whole, it’s nice to have great fun;
Not forgetting the One who gave His only son.
Merry Christmas everyone!
THE KIND HEARTED VAMPIRE
A vampire once pledged to abstain
From his normal beverage in vein
Virgins’ white necks full waiving
He sated his craving
Gathering taxes, although less humane
He worked hard and his skill he refined
But his conscience troubled his mind
So returned to the virgins
Didn’t need too much urgin
On the whole it was not so unkind
[Female prize]
Collector
I looked for a smiling face on the whole earth,
One day I saw a little girl looking through a window,
she smiled at me,
What else could be so alluring to me than that smile,
I was about to return her smile,
All on a sudden a tempestuous wind was blown
And shut the window on her face,
A sadness deepened around me,
I muttered my apology to dear little girl
for being so late to return her smile.
Me and my friend, we had a tea party,
She poured a cup, our laughs rang out hearty,
Flowers in our hair and frills in our frocks,
Red blush on our cheeks and curls in our locks,
A big slice of the cake that mom had made,
We ate, shared our stories and drank and played,
We smiled big smiles, and had fun without rest,
On the whole, our tea party was the best.
Picture #2
Men on the whole are wonderful BUT
When they omit to put the loo seat down
Again and again I find that it’s up
Then I end up with a massive frown!
My need is to sit when I use the loo -
Comply with my wishes that’s all I ask
Deny it was you – it drives me so mad
Why can’t men complete an easy task!
Lento - 8 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
Rhyme checked with rhymezone
06/07/21
A troubled youth gone for a year
Far from his family’s allure
For reasons that are still unclear
yet behooving that is for sure.
We hope his stay is suitable
for one so very young as he.
meager details but on the whole
we’re hoping with no guarantees.
A year may not seem long for some
But it is an eternity
For the foursome waiting at home
All anxious and downheartedly.
The shared grief is overbearing
Plucking at our fragile heartstrings.
At 6 am, the beach is nice;
And I am headed for a stroll.
At 7, sun is poking out,
I guess I’m still glad on the whole.
I turn around and head back home;
The half-way thoughts somewhat console.
By 8 am, the sun is hot;
I’m drenched with sweat from head to toe,
But I can see the house ahead,
A few blocks down, not far to go.
Once back inside, the A/C on,
The waiting game has now begun
For I will likely hide away
until the day has ditched the sun.