Dear Poetry, you touch me in ecstatic beauty.
Me to undertake this responsibility.
Might be specified as a poet’s duty.
When I try to compose any poem,
It must sparkle in mind of reader as gem.
I should hold that spirit and carry that aim.
Whatever be theme it sinks in abyss of heart
in pleasant soothing style for impact to exert,
putting me absorbed not allowing apart.
Poem to resonate with rhythm of heart and soul
Unspoken syllable to voice or to roll.
Unknown zone of perception to explore and scroll.
‘Solace in grief, inspiration in despondence,
Sensing love and peace, bringing bliss on elegance,’
My performance as poet may reach excellence.
Perfect Poet is not narrator but created
Piercing the heart of listener or reader
with poetic touch in emotive beauty.
Might be specified as a poet’s duty.
Poem must sparkle in mind of reader as gem.
The poet should hold that spirit to carry his aim.
Poem to resonate with rhythm of heart and soul
Unspoken syllable to voice for perception.
Looking at a log on ground, a guy may say
‘ dry piece of wood is lying in front of me ‘
but a poet may say ‘bough has lost life and lustre.’
That’s the observation on perspective of poet.
The statement ‘Some one has finished sumptuous meal,
leaving no remnants ‘ will be adorned , if a poet adds
‘ Even ant is weeping, while walking on empty plate.’
That’s the poetic touch on muse , using metaphor.
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Though it’s still partly cloudy in this street
& everybody follows the king’s fleet,
I’m following you to the ends of this world,
where I’ve replaced everything with your word,
I remain elsewhere like the empty plea
because you’re that fire burning inside me.
Though those agencies that create duets seem
to believe that a system employing well over
2, 000, 000 couples with infusions of bright visions
will need certain clearly specified characteristics
with objectives & noting costs to protect the new moon.
You’re that whirlwind blowing everything away,
that’s why in this play, I pray not to be the next prey.
I’m too late this morning & I won’t catch any bus,
though traders in their market won’t understand us.
To them, we’re actors in a tragic-comedy stage.
& we made a bold decision to try out the phage.
Give me your hands for a warmth of touch
& I won’t be in operational form in that skutch.
Give me your mouth for a kiss
when I listen to your coos.
Give me your whole body for burying me completely
when I pledge fealty.
5-9-25
recorded from the achives of the
Large Hadrone Collider
Acheivement:
Lead was tranformed into Gold.
The exact moment wasn't specified.
But the acheivement through temperary
was acheived
in the 27 mile under grouhnd facilty
under France..........
.La tension entre prostituées est un processus
qui crée des tensions entre prostituées ou prostituées.
Pour diviser leurs intérêts, peut-être se sépareront-elles.
Target Audeince.. is 21 and over
it's a roughly english speaking audeince
that find certain items in this genre fasinating.
a'Tha 'immanence' direc experience of the being or
force responsible for the creation and
maintenance of the universe
lailara harmony
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I might sing Concerto
to a well rehersted sound
I must sing Concerto
I must sing Concerto
A song
a Song
a beautiful song
the sound so sweet and clear
the words a lyricail bliss
endearing to those
far and near
a song
a song
a wonderful song
sung for
the world to hear
I must sing Concerto
for the world to hear!
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Adjacent profits are gained in purchase of information
Non profit lobby hides, assemblies
And congressional lobby laborers
Caught in data shortage
Corrupt a report purchasing shares of
Corruptible budget items
Obstructing legislation
Creating false pretense for arrest
Arrest of defined confine
The hide
The title
The bonds ageing interest
Non profit
Must eat here at specified time
In thousand oaks California
Only at eves Arch, after days end
In Ventura at Catholic charities
The food reception is all day Charity
And none are required
Available coordinates for investigative
Journalists
Publicly available languages
Just wanted to make a few things clear for my fellow poets
If you are going to use A I, to write a poem for a particular
contest, then be sure to let the sponsor know by adding
A I on top of your poem, so the sponsor of the contest
can then decide whether to use it or not.
I don't believe it is the responsibility of the sponsor to
check every single poem to see if it is A I or not
Please be honest about it if you are and let the sponsor
know.
If the sponsor has specified no A I, then please respect
that. After all we are all writers, and we all know that
we take pride in our creative abilities. So I am asking
if anyone agrees with me, please leave a comment.
This was not written to put down A I in any way
Its coming from a naive woman who just assumed
I am no longer that naive,
Please don't join any of my contests unless you are
planning to write me an original without the help
of AI,
Thanks
Vienna aka Mystic Rose
Who would sell that which they do not own?
Who kept quiet that truth not be known?
Who betrayed souls their faith now uncertain?
Who moved devils behind a secretive curtain?
Who empties His houses in the guise of renewal?
Who shattered its victims with lies and betrayal?
Who conveniently had loss of common sense?
Who eluded punishment expecting others to do penance?
Who dismays and dismantles the dwindling flock?
Who empties memories trading reverence for shock?
Who scoffs at laws specified in their own cannon?
Who pays their council with large sums of mammon?
Who has squirreled away substantial resources?
Who deems such is needed to fund other courses?
Who will litigate estates to take from rightful heirs?
Who does all they will yet maintain that they care?
In the prime of your youth so cruel and short,
I handed you the reddest rose with velvety petals
and with a gentle gesture you took it dreamy eyes
to delight your sense and cheerfully accept it.
That rose has never faded, it has remained intact
and I hold it thinking about the seasons we spent
together by that river that carries away all dreams
we wished they would never know the flow of tears.
In the prime of my youth so distant from any crowd
I carried you in the deepness of devoted thoughts
imagining two lovers more eager than a greedy child
who was never glad or satisfied with a few toys.
That pretty girl with golden hair ran on jasmine fields
that met idyllic sunsets that vanish into almost nothing,
I chased you until we both fell on the flaming grass
out of breath, thrilled to lay there and start indulging.
In the prime of fullest joy, we listened to the inner voice
telling us that there wouldn't be another similar time:
either grab it or postpone it without a specified guaranty...
if it would be avaialble for us to enjoy and climb to certainty.
Hydrogen and Nitrogen
If you give a
measuring tape a
whiff of
an of no
colour powerful-smelling gas containing hydrogen and nitrogen he’ll
lay out all the
best facts that can be useful in
arguments about the
important role ducks play in
the flora and
fauna. Note: to
increase the quantity of
oxygen in
the blood and
make strong the lungs and
heart share with
anyone anything
previously specified.
Angles
Eat cereal of
specified angles. They’ve given the order to because
they’ve agreed that
there’s way too many of
them about.
'' Warning, the dangerous activity specified in this song, is not endorsed by Poetry Soup or this poet. Read at your own risk, and it is not advised to emulate such activity either at home or with your team" ~~ The Poet ~~
On top of pavlova, - all covered with cream,
I took it to practice, - to share with my team.
For eating’s a pleasure, - getting fat is all grief.
Then all my poor team was, - too fat for belief.
The coach wasn’t happy, - he was so mad.
We don’t win games now, - the team was all sad.
It was time to take action, - a diet we need.
Now all the team wants is, - a yummy good feed.
It was time for Mac Donald's, - we went to the store.
Now all we could think of, - was eating some more.
The coach gave us a diet, - that made us all thin.
Its hard to believe that, - No fries helped us win.
Our team is now famous, - we made our way back.
All thanks to McDonalds - and their yummy big Mac.
Her voice had an unusual pitch
That sounded like my neighbor Mitch
She tried talking soft
But still she was off
Then specified her voice was a glitch
Charmaine is shaped like a hollyhock.
She is drawn in a long venue but she is short.
I had no idea she would be this darling,
but she is, and I am thrilled with her.
Thank you, I tell the artist.
She is everything I had imagined and more.
I had not specified colors, and yet,
here they were, two of my favorites.
Orange and pink.
My shadow on the wall
It is not as bold as it was before
And it's blurry; what's more.
My image is much bigger
Not brighter.
Each time I see my shadow,
The image gets lighter,
Every day as night falls,
My shadow disappears from the wall,
Daylight comes, and once again,
My shadow returns and will remain,
Until on a specified day,
The border and shadow will fade away.
I recognize your vivacious gaze
A saffron blaze as speckled as the sun
And how you framed your lips
I despise having to say goodbye
Thus, our ethereal realm is descrying.
caused by the sham of wholeness
A nebula sparked a throb in my heart
Innocence is lost at an early age
until the moon swallows it all, I wage.
I was jolted awake when we spoke
Until her love-worn heart broke
At first light, a human spirit awoke.
Now I will tell the terrible truth
Nor exert effort, as this is really smooth
Our hapless path had been specified
It was the source of a haphazard journey.
I frequently sit and ponder
Yet I love to rhyme, – particularly to wander
On what oceans do you set sail?
However, the sun never dries the dew
on a dreary shore where no air blew
Breeze sighed amber codgers too
Whatever was lost is now null and void.
Written: February 08, 2023
Brian Strand Contest No 1183 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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