*Image of Sun by A Shared Soul.
The Fifth of July
(Pondering A Newness)
A gold sovereign wakes, dimly rises
afar, a relic of sorts once revered the
world round, except occasions when
a quondam ebbs loyalty, ergo, limbo.
Exchanging trenches, a vanguard of
patriots images shrugging dust off
their palls trudging a field of honor,
swapping expressions, ubiquitously.
The vestiges of DC prolix amidst ere
night euphoria, wane. Atonements
for our liberties are owed. A grateful
nation solemnizes.
2021 August 29
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND 1092
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 20
A brook marries the river
And river the ocean blue;
The sky & winds are witnesses
Waiting by the aisle in a queue.
High mountains marry the clouds
Embraced by the sun and moon;
The stars stand in as flower girls
With slivers of light as festoon.
Wonder if the minister
Who solemnizes the vows;
Is God Almighty by himself
For love's trajectory he knows.
When the nuptials are complete
The couple embrace and kiss;
Love's blind alley they tread upon
No wonder find nothing amiss.
Why not we marry sweetheart?
With the sun and moon in sight;
Then kiss under bejeweled skies
Entwined by ecstatic twilight.
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There's something about a spring day
Bounteous nature waltzing her way,
It solemnizes my weary soul.
There's something about a spring morn
As if some messiah has been born,
Readying to play some magical role.
There's something about a spring noon
For harrowed mortals a godsend boon,
When bells of heaven verily toll.
There's something about a spring dusk
Carrying sweet fragrance of bitter musk,
With Venus peeping from northern pole.
There's something about a spring night
Yellowed primroses soothing our sight,
Endowments heavens set out to dole.
There's something about springtime joy
Perhaps it is some magical ploy,
Spreading optimism to console.
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