Short Wholehearted Poems
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Revisit....
cherished moments,
to blur.....
angst's poisonous
stinging torments.
For just one life,
we have to live.
Those blessed
bliss with less,
while wholehearted give.
Of what use again is my tear to you?
I plead, I cry, I try to soothe with care,
Yet you ignore me, and call me a fraud.
I know I betrayed your wholehearted love—
But if to err is human, then to forgive is human too.
the hum of Om
a homing call
that who we are
we here now recall
let us recognise
we are inept
yet by grace
we are by bliss blest
animating silence
with pure intent
we grant love and light
our wholehearted consent
Wholehearted, I plunge
I love you strong
Then you change
You stay yet fade away...
You're not breathing for me no more
You are waiting till I tire
Till I realize..
No one can stop you
No one can hold you
I exhale grief...
You're bored
You're wrong
You're gone.
August 2, 2017
Commonalities shared in true spirit
Congruent in every sense of the word,
Like souls drawn together;
Though the unenlightened deem them absurd.
Unfettered synaptic responses
Birthing emotional literary compilations,
Wholehearted unadulterated creative endeavors;
Soliciting the world’s adulation.
I should have when I could have but did not,
In retrospect I missed a chance or two.
I see it now! If only then I knew -
I would have given life a better shot!
But who has time to waste on reminisce?
Past's desiccated dust settled by Now,
Long overdue wholehearted weary vow -
Time in and of itself one should not miss.
unconditional love
the truest form
selfless
altruistic
wholehearted
invested
free
genuine
no matter what
the kind of love
a dog will give you
his ego never getting in the way
forgiving time after time
any misgivings
or misdemeanors
not keeping track
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on January 26, 2020 for contest TRUE LOVE sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - RANKED 1ST
Twas wooden, and my Ivy stick
Did claggy with a cobbled tone.
The moon, in shade rode whimsy high
And whiffled with a moan.
By hairy dog and camel toe
I trundled on and farted,
By gum and skinny teeth I went
Unshaven and wholehearted.
Hag I not seen but in a girth
A womb of some renown-
A creature from some other Earth
Not cream, yet still not brown.
I wooden, with my Ivy stick
And waving with a fist
Fought on with friendly foe in tow
For valour, kin and Kist.
My Poetry Biography in Rhyme
In my youth I thought poems could only rhyme. Found out later not to is no crime. Took some evening community classes not a waste of time. Wish my poems could be divine. Now I know its past time to write my poetry biography in rhyme. All to share with others in throughout the times. Daytime collage fiction writing class was a help in writing poems hoped too last. Wish to give my readers no real sass only to wish them my wholehearted thanks at last.
Propelled by undeniable passion
That is trademark of my occupation
Whether in writing and or motherhood
I treat both with wholehearted* likelihood
Grateful to bask in writer’s sweet delight
While blest with God’s love for special child’s plight.
*Colossians 3:23 And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men.
April 3, 2021
9th place, "Reveal Your Other Muse" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Margarita Lillico; judged on 4/21/2021.