Melancholy
In the day light of warm summer,
The old lady gone out of her home,
Toiling hard and walking barefoot ,
No slippers to wear
The feet became warm with pain strunken over her ankle ,
She could not walk properly,
Crying and walking
She doesn’t have money to buy ,
So she went to look for some work
Her life became miserable
Sadness and poverty curtailed ,
Everyday she had to go without slipper,
Her feet burnt and became swollen,
She remained starved without having food for many days,
Yet she had a hope,
One day life would change ,
Brings about prosperity and wealth ,
She would buy new slippers,
And nice food for her.
Midnight came and went as perilous as a wolf howling at the moon.
—by poet
Tease of time, palpitating pearls,
she’s flirting with the bluest eyes,
framed in heaven’s clouds. Girlish curls
capture a sigh and peer clockwise.
With princess charm, she winked, half-turned
to run, ascend the starry night.
One glass slipper in moonshine; spurned
like a pauper in class-ignite.
Will the foolish prince sip from the glass?
.
'Twuz
Cinderella
in her
diaphanous frock
Who
Came looking for
me
She brought it back
clean
pressed
Mine missing
Cape
since
has never
left
We still have one rose crystal slipper
eagerly presented to grandmother once upon a time
by a prince of a man, who left during World War II
never to return
He says, “When I put My Slippers on…”
What he should have said,
“When I put my My Slippers slippers on…”
My oh my, a slippery slope…
The commercial might add:
I wake up on my My Pillow pillow
side, of the sunny, sunny-side of the bed.
Funnier still: my My Transformers transformers
are attacking my My City city -
what a nightmare!
Million and one things better than applause..
okay to go through life ne'er seeking praise.
Though rain tree unwatered, grows half as tall,
an unloved heart wilts in overbear'n shade.
Your so called friends left such beauty undone.
chide more than console you 'can't win 'em all'
Well, perhaps not your day courageous one,
they meant to maim, not name belle of the ball.
Love's heart-shaped slipper, torch carried for you..
finest soul yours, only fit worth trying.
Turn away from bright stars, riven'd in two..
my eyes were ne'er any good at lying.
Can you hear it pretty belle of the ball?
a heart's applause, best won prize of them all.
mystical july
a ladys slipper
oversees meadow
Artificial Intelligence that is what they call it
colloquial words scattered telepathically
without number system
They met me at four thirty am
outside
with the sound of an ancient helicopter
soaking me with sensory stimuli;
Elemental infrastructure meets futurism
with resounding harmony;
Standing only two feet in proximity
with auditory perception,
I experienced their message loud and clear
we are here to protect you "Soul Slipper"
we do not wish you any harm but to heal you;
I awoke feeling safe, wholesomely healed.
August 28, 2020
They say
you have one life to live
and I believe that's true today
but in the in-between hours I give
I know, I haven't always got it right in how I live.
The challenges given me
forging this life along
often lay in regrets and mistakes in destiny
those things and happenings right and wrong
I cannot undo, I'm not that strong.
So I question what was
pondering all that could have been
afraid I haven't got it right and pause
asking God, please since every life is His to win
let this soul slide one more time in newer skin.
for Kai Michael Neumann's Soul Slipper contest
8/27/2020
In the reflection of a lake,
One day saw my very own soul,
In shape and form it looked like me,
But in colour as black as coal!
Surprised, I accosted with ‘Hi‘
Nervous, not knowing what to say,
Hoping it was just a bad dream,
would wake up, it would go away!
Soul stared back without interest,
like had been watching me for years,
It appeared both peaceful and calm,
was completely bereft of fears!
We could speak in thought without words,
travelling through the time tunnel,
our memories although the same,
in conscience I felt a villain!
We started at the beginning,
when I was small, my soul was white,
Then through the erring steps of life,
It grew darker with steps not right!
Arriving back at present day,
I could see why it was so black,
In the pursuit of worldly joys
My moral values had lost track!
Wiser, I seek to cleanse my soul,
With a noble deed every day,
Years hence, when I visit the lake,
A whiter soul will come my way!
Written 25/08/2020
premium competition winner 9th place
Soul Slipper contest
Sponsor Kai Michael Neumann
She Captured My Soul
She slipped from my soul
She fit like a glove
She was my first true love
Captured my soul with a look
Captured my heart with her soul
Captured both at the same time
My heart would skip a beat
My body became weak
My life had become complete
Soul of life she was
Soul of my heart that she emptied
Soul of two became only one
I have lost my soul slipper
Verse:
She slipped from my soul, she fit like a glove she was my first true love. Captured my soul with a look, captured my heart with her soul, captured both at the same time. My heart would skip a beat my body became weak, my life had become complete. Soul of my life she was soul of my heart that she emptied, I have lost my soul slipper.
Contest: Soul Slipper
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Date Created: 08/22/2020
The crystal slipper was huge, enormous size,
Seeing the shoe, the prince felt paralysed.
He cried out: - To marry on her I have not any guts,
What have you done Perrault, I see you are nuts?
Prince jumped on a horse, so frightened and pale,
He galloped away for better or worse- to more suitable tale.
from minnesota
a showy ladys slipper
beautiful orchid
Oh, flower in this crannied wall,
how did your roots prevail and sprawl
from seed that landed in a crack-
so shallow, small, in woods set back
from warm sun rays, to grow in shade
with vines about you- old and frayed?
Your blossom glows a vibrant red;
you stand out bright among the dread
of tangled sprays and dried-out brush.
Your velvet petals boldly blush
just like a ruby- precious stone-
shines on a tarnished ring, alone.
My Cinderella, come with me-
this fine glass jar- your slipper be;
a perfect fit, it shields your foot
of roots now clean of forest soot.
Soon, fertile soil you'll thrive upon-
a princess rose on my green lawn,
beside a prince who grew so tall-
and too was rescued, roots and all.
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February 5, 2023
2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifiers' FINAL Placement Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
A mouse stole my fluffy blue slipper this morning and wore it all over the kitchen
In an arrogant teasing “ha ha” way.
I was so mad!
I ran after him at first,
But I am getting fat
And old and
I am tired of chasing
After my slipper every HUCKING morning.
So I stopped and threw
Magazines, and a pizza pie, and a banana at my slipper.
What are you doing? My husband asked,
Because he is weirdly “normal”.
So I threw the lamp that was supposed to crush the
mouse at his head.
Used to this totally, he caught it in mid-air
DRAM it!
Date: 12-14-2018
Contest Name: Make Me Actually LOL
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
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