listless
sluggish, jaded
lagging, snoozing, uncaring
exhaustion, sickness, fervor, zeal
observing, regarding, indulging
vigilant, studious
attentive
The pens are capped, the ink is still,
A different world demands my will.
The rhythmic beat of a rhyming line
Must yield to codes and a strict design.
Between the pages of anatomy,
I'll miss the pull of poetry-
The way a stanza feels like home,
The freedom in a wandering poem.
But ICD-10 and billing guides
Are where my focus now resides.
Though Tampa's stage is far away,
The heart still marks this April day.
A quiet desk, a steady light,
Through every long and studious night,
I trade my metaphors for skill,
Climbing up this final hill.
So if my voice should drift away,
Know I'm counting down the days
Until the exam is passed and done,
And the battle for the cap is won.
The poems will wait, the ink will stay,
Until I've earned my April 26th.
Gripped inside her studious look,
look at the razors in her eyes.
Eyes that speak determination,
determination holds you gripped.
Gripped with all of her quiet fire,
fire that feels fiendishly catching.
Catching left you with bated breath,
breath that’s totally transfixed gripped.
Fascinated, Gainfully Harnessed, Impishly Joyful
Again, a contest I can't deny.
There's someone though, who makes me grateful
While I sit and ponder, knowing my.
Kind, Loyal, Muse, Nicely Observes
My constant request for her inspiration.
By finding words this poem deserves
Through her obliging communication.
Perusing Quests Requires Studious Time
To edit, correct, some lines rearrange.
Ensuring then my end words all rhyme
Therefore, deliberate lines to exchange.
Unquestioned Victory, With Xenial Yes!
Together my muse and I agree.
These words are ours, but now confess
My secret muse is really like me!
Tenacity in application
brings oft bud; to inspiration .'
Recital / free verse / Pride
Expectation rushes in
As her silent walk begins
All eyes staring
Watching for a hint of emotion
But none revealed
As she takes her place among the muses
No one breathes as her studious eyes
Examine the two-dimensional codes
Then silence breaks
As both hands spring into fantastical dance
On an ever changing ivory and ebony stage
Mellifluous tones, conspicuously full and rich,
Transport all on an uplifting emotional journey
Ears, minds, hearts and lungs
Feasting on delicious pabulum of spirit
Soon tortuous movements diminish
The fantastical dance declines
With final notes
Striking harmonious chords
Deep into our psyche
Our ethereal journey ends
And we gently land where we began
She pauses, then rises
To a cacophony of applause
All eyes staring
Watching for a hint of emotion as she exits
But none revealed
Save a quick glance & brief smile
Acknowledging her proud parent's pounding hearts
Misting eyes and beaming faces
Recital / tanka / Pride
smooth operator
flawless rhapsody in blue
climax conclusion
cacophony of applause
with proud parents’ pounding hearts
An old world united.
Attributes not known from the peace we campaigned.
Enforced into an unknown war we currently endeavour.
Utmost bower bird tactics, the uninvited dominantly proceed
From above, streams vibrations throughout every sense of our actualities.
Days follow nights accompanying collective conceptualisations.
Wanting correlative wants with downhearted, optimistic, realism.
Will I again feel wind or sunshine rays on my face?
What extant future awaits if triumphant?
Questions of an unrevealed fate retain minds insecurely occupied.
This dark establishment suffocates this uncertain future.
Artificial lights guide our way, breathing air amassed in dirt.
Youthful generations accept their existence as studious to no other.
Below the surface, we crusade to combat & reclaim.
Patience furthermore perseverance.
Determined, we manoeuvre to arise.
A NEW world united.
nose pressed in a book
too studious for my own good
better go outside
If all moments
Were as sweet as warm mornings!
As, just by seeing you
Races my heart
Pacing my thoughts to shout aloud...
I might not be graced
Blessed with a chance to hold you tight
Right in between my arms
For it's calm, yet to be all alone
Again and again
Since there's no energy to regain
From the studious writing and jotting
Making my inner deep heartfelt hidden feelings
To shout aloud, this cold morning!
I tried so hard to jump
But I always fell ...
I tried so much to talk
But I seemed to stammer!
Indeed these warm summers
During the cold mornings
Just make me wish you are still here
Because, it's not cozy any more
For you are miles away...
Faith comes from God as His gift
to help us believe in the Lord
for God is eternal always forever
displaying His word as His mighty sword
God gives His scriptures to us
so we learn and know His word
which helps us to believe His truth
lifting our faith soaring like a bird
Remember well God's promises
they are so faithfully true
count on them for your life
because He did it all for you
Learn to trust in God alone
dig deep into God's word of truth
be studious, spend time with God
drinking in the Lord's scriptural juice
Be triumphant in your faith
believe sincerely with all your heart
that God is your God of love
shows real faith is a work of art
Gentleman
thoughtful honest
funny encouraging decent
sensible practical plausible durable
unequivocal noble polemic
principled studious
Champion
Delightful Diamante Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
01/15/23
Beauty of night* amidst gems sparkling bright
Greets my heart with radiant light serene
Beckoning me to delight in sky scene
Enthralled by Almighty’s creative might.
Blooming night toward great learning know-how
Keeps me studious, acquiring wisdom gain
Blending poetry and Bible truth’s grain
Illumined as trust and faith do allow.
Blissful night showcases love in action
Beyond romantic ties held tight by care
Since family members gather to share
Around fellowship with worship fruition.
Brilliant night for meditation moments
To thank God Who rules over lunar gleam
Highlights His omnipotence along dream
My sleep enjoys with restive engagements.
Blessed night exposes heavenly zest
Exuding well sublime celestial glow
As stars assure sweet hope for tomorrow
With the Lord responding to prayer quest.
*Genesis 1:5 And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night…
November 16, 2022
1st place, "Beauty Of Night" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 11/17/2022.
4th place, "A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest; Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 11/25/2022.
Scientific cat peers out of a steampunk telescopic lens
Designed to specifically see microscopic organisms
Who developed the formula? An inept dog queries.
Professor Kib keeps silent, studying his microbe slides.
Seriously why are you so studious? A tabby lab worker asks.
He is drinking an abomination from a dirty green flask.
Kib rolls his brown glowing eyes, giving a growl and a pitter pat.
His mind too concentrated on success to waste time on this cat.
Purely innocent
Completely tolerant
Unconditionally loving
Totally understanding
Overtly gullible
Unobtrusively humble
Intimately sympathetic
Thoroughly empathetic
Throughout caring
Never ignoring
Perpetually loyal
Consistently grateful
Labouriously studious
Discreetly judicious
Immediately yielding
Indiscriminately sharing
Socially polite
Un-assumedly modest
Flexibly adjusting
Unquestioningly accepting
Astonishingly punctual
Immanently answerable
Ever committed
Naturally obligated
All definitions read but not hold good,
For, being good is definitely being victimised!
My pet cat what's up with that
I see you reading a book
You look so aristocrat
And have a studious look
With your nose flat on the page
It's, like, you're coming of age
Yesteryear you chased your toys
You just a kitten around
Now you look so grown and poise
Your new horizons spellbound
From your new meow to now
You chowed words more than your chow
Forget the outside playground
And playing the alley slide
You booked words and went to town
On that magic carpet ride
From dawn to dusk you star gazed
The sparks in your eyes amazed
Let's teach you to surf the net
That's a whole new world out there
For you're my magical pet
With a few paw clicks, you'll flare
What's that grin stare on your face
Huh, you've been to that place
9/26/22
Merlin The Magic Cat Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Mystic Rose Rose
8th
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