Written: March 02, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
Quote "Only from the heart can you touch the sky." By Rumi
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Silk lotus sails spread as they chased the breeze,
Brief thoughts etched on river candlelit trees.
Annoying brother can't drop explaining,
Fun game helpfully inspiring jokes,
King lends more notice offering people questions,
Reality sets truth,
Understanding varies,
Waning xiz,
Yielding zilch.
S-poradic disease is here,
I-n invisible illness;
M-outh, nose, eyes, and throat
O-f people avoid
N-astiness.
A-nother sporadic disease
R-abidly lets risk spread;
M-an is in pandemic peril,
I-nfection leaves people dead.
T-ime to wear face mask,
A-gainst flu, cough, and sneeze;
G-et into the safety of home,
E-vade the sporadic disease.
Topic: Birthday of poet Simon Armitage (May 26)
N-asty
E-pidemic
N-otoriously
I-mplements
T-he
A-ilment's
S-poradic
O-utbreak
L-etting
A-trocious
R-aunch
E-mploy
S-ilence
Topic: Birthday of Nenita S. Solares (April 19)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
S-poradic
P-andemic
I-s
K-illing
E-veryone
M-ysteriously
I-nfecting
L-ungs
L-ike
I-t
G-ruesomely
A-ttacks
N-ose
Topic: Birthday of poet Spike Milligan (April 16)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
With the Corona now behind us
The whole world began to lift
Even the pollution sighed with we
Have we entered our human shift
With sporadic participation
We eased back to previous life
Leaving behind the uncertainty
That left so many in strife
It's now been many years
The fortunate get to look back
As we remember those who can't
Never again shall we slack
Sporadic and Static
Arrangement of my hair was sporadic
When combed, should see the static
Stood so high on my head
To walk out side do dread
Wig flew off and I was frantic.
Jim Horn
I see the universe within,
Crashing tides,
Midnight skies,
A BBQ on the forth of July,
My mouth salivates,
The smell of flesh on a grill,
A cold corona and a buzz,
I love key west.
Complexity so easy,
Simplicity,
Pure genius,
A universe always expanding,
A hint of what we must do?
The human mind like the universe,
Unable to contemplate.
Was it the chicken or the egg?
I have star dust in my veins,
Are we related?
Trying to realize your place Mr Universe?
Don't try to understand God.
Doing so would be like a fish trying to explain the water.
Human Intellegence,
Purely a facade.
So the universe asked me,
How did I get here?
From whence did I come?
Do you know my origin?
**** man,
I don't know.
I am just a fish in this pond.
Sporadically
individualistic
communication
Why was I born
Was it so I can mourn
My youth
8 years old and losing a tooth
Now I'm old and I choose
To dwell on my mistakes
Tired of being fake
So I must make a change
Change for a 20
Actually I'm in my 30s
Things are no longer funny
And Im feeling dirty
Seeing birdies and stars
Left with hurtful scars
Chronic in jars
To ease my head
My thoughts are running crazy
All I see is red
Forget B.O.D.
You're certainly better off dead
Trying to kill my mind
But it's made of lead
Bullets do nothing
Got vains of steel
These knives aren't cutting
There is no fronting
So get to the back
Cut me some slack and wait for
the next track
Sporadic
By Nathan Hannen
In a place in time there were sporadic thoughts, An incorporation of psychedelic
colors
Deep within this majestically powerful place, A thought resided, Oblivion weathered
its membrane
Looking into the magnificent core, It focused on me, Only mortal I caught its stare
The End.
Human lives are so sporadic
Especially when you're an addict
Addicted to spitting blood straight through the static
The days are so emphatic
The nights are so erratic
Keep an eye over your shoulder 'cause nothings automatic
The story's so enigmatic
A brief moment you're ecstatic
The next, you're barricading yourself up in the attic
'Cause the pain you feel is too charismatic
And the life you live is too problematic
But just live for tomorrow 'cause human lives are so sporadic
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