Sponsor: Rob Carmack - Contest Name '< 7'
Bare Autumn trees frowned - all their colorful leaves lay on the ground
Autumn holds them at bay – cold Winter winds want to come out to play
Seasonal work suited Autumn to a tee - rest of year fancy free
I recount the nights of faint, distant glows —
the dimmed party lights of summer —
of silenced streaks of fleeing light, tassels of clouds
adorned in fleeting whites,
on the broad balcony of the west, when the
incidents on the large vestibule of the sun sum up
their lives and times on seasons’ palimpsests.
The wild party closes by the stretch of the twenty-first hour.
Darkness, frightened, creeps in with the stealth of a departing thief,
the coyness and diffidence of an undocumented harlot.
Twilight aids the shut eyes of young irreverent bats;
drunk with summer's furiously spouting liquors,
like the denizens of an unclothed city, they fly low,
with gambolling wings, propelled by unseen strands of evening gales,
shadowing briefly the glints of pimping stars eager to witness the next day’s
orgy.
They sought wordage enough to establish the foundations
were they would afford enough and would venture into
the actual creation of an organization that
would look at today and sum up the facts of existence and
not only decide on the type of stone to create the statues and
trophies: but take the tractors and horses and the men to
the pits: quarries and mountain sides
find the stones , extract thee stones find the model and
carve .Association Membership Systems to afford
Union Parties and Galas.
Encourage membership. To
Have language that encourages
interest into the functions of structural detail.
Movement within the firm
so that promotions and demotions.
Trends and changes
income and analysis
Sussession:Stewartship and Stability
(Meddling)and Anti Meddling Processes
Unbeat and Positive.
( were you a clam poacher or
did you poach the clams? )
Lauage sepARTIONAL TERMS AND DISTINCTION)
I dreamed my way here
I’ve had my cringe moments
I feel pressure, I lose perspective
I’ve wholeheartedly failed
I misspeak, underthink, overreact
I try to do the right thing
the right thing isn’t always clear
I’ve tried to hold on
I’ve let go with grace
I’ve charged ahead
I’ve stepped aside
I self-sabotage, then try to do better
I’ve self-consciously retreated
I’ve stood up for others
I’ve backed down and apologized
I’ve rinsed and repeated
I’m a chameleon, but I’ve never been perfect
I’ve under-reacted to challenges
I’ve overreacted to the ordinary
I devalue likeability
I indulge the language of play
I share my human experience
I don’t know what else to say.
Hydraulic system, heart made of pistons
Every co-ordinated mechanical manoeuvre
My heart served to you on a platter, your hors d'oeuvre
I look into your eyes, a deplorable disguise
Retinas of glass, I see right through your lies
Figments of my imagination
Don't come and cause me more vexation
Circling my mind
Tormenting, suffering, sempiternal gyration
My nerve endings started with you
Now unaware to whom
Now that you're gone
I can finally take off this costume
Now isn't the time for salvation
I re-evaluate our amalgamation
Not even an antisocial personality disorder
Could sum up a source of order
Wander your favourite forest
Walk past me and get hit with my poignant odour
Uncover my carcass, I don't need a hearse
Just dump me in the Oder
Dismember me piece by piece
Put me back together however you'd like
The puzzle wont be beautiful
Something incomparable to Vandyke
"Why did God choose me to be his plaything?" by Poet
my life is a torturous maze
a labyrinth of blind alleys
hidden from the sun's rays
oh, God I praise
you in so many ways
tell me God is this just a phase
or is it my forever craze
I wander the labyrinthine twisting maze
standing, I wonder and gaze
and this is my usual day
I can sum up my life in a phrase
“my future is a burning blaze”
I listen to Black Country Communion Sway
down by the bay
and when troubles weigh
I celebrate my few yays
oh, why am I the devils prey
why does he seek me out to play
but let me just say…
my spirit is strong like clay
SUM OF ALL POSSIBLE
A TWIST OF TIME
Quantum, a direct window into the heart of Reality
More of a philosophy than a rigorous morality
Electron fired through Double-slit experiment
Physicists and mathematicians make each other queasy in continuity
Sum of all ripple amplitudes in gravity
Twist time as an imaginary-number (i2 = -1) to trick congeniality
Feynman path integral entanglement
Our Reality is a sum of all possible locality
Timeless quantum leap sought immortality
Scientists throw Swiss-cheese space-time into hospitality
Mirror mirror on the wall, what is the fairest one of all?
wormholes, doughnuts, topology flighting for identity
All roads lead to one melody
Cope with teetering tower of infinity
Quantum quantum in the field, who is the spookiest one of all?
Einstein general relativity, Schrodinger cat’s vitality
Quantum, a direct window into the heart of Reality
More of a philosophy than a rigorous morality
Dying black holes predicament
Physicists and mathematicians sum up random walks in brutality
If you get to relive Today Tomorrow,
Would you live Tomorrow any differently from Today?
The answer will sum up the rest of your life.
~01/13/23
~Contest: Quote This
~Sponsor: Rick Parise
I can hear the bells jingle
My nose picks up the last month’s fragrance
The hassle to just see the month nigh tingle
The last wrap of it, a bundle of abundance
The first line, full of enthusiasm
So fresh, so renewed, so focused on definite paradigm
The debut of the other eleven all anchored on thee
Carefully we scripted, fashioned to never ree
To the countdown we began
At times in storms, rained on but on we reign
We were once our bellies, twice on our knees, severally on both twos and fours
But the beauty therein lied in the drive to maneuver through the rows
The most hyped moments, the most lowly of all
All made the journey beautiful and forlonged
To just sum the buds into fruits
To just water the shoot to foliage, capillaries to roots
So we see the hallmark of the sojourn
In each of the twelve stars taken head-on
Sum up and see whether it’s twilight
Or uncontained sunlight!
A load of unfixed weight,
We ourselves sum up or rate,
Sometimes pegging it to a kilogram,
Under lesser stress to a gram;
Either a chosen or entrusted role:
Office with files taller than a pole …
Going ahead to father another baby
Which one must not skip in budgets not the lady
Plus Grand Pa long roaming The Earth,
Not wanting to end a Methuselah Birth!
More burden fixing back enemies’ sandals
Than fending off neighborhood vandals,
A gown releasing to a hated sister
Than a dozen to an outsider, a mister;
A lingered chat having with the proud
Than one’s way elbowing though a crowd!
"THANKSGIVING DAY"
**Trying to decide on where I should start,
To sum up all I'm thankful for, it's a little bit difficult to say.
But I'll do my very best, as it comes from my heart,
I'll begin by being thankful for this beautiful Thanksgiving day.
**The first thing I'm thankful for, which will make number one,
Is my wonderful Heavenly Father, who continually shows me His love.
I'm thankful for His sacrifice, to us His only Son,
As that confirms His absolute promise, which is our home forever, in the Heavenly skies up above.
**The next thing I'm thankful for, which marks number two,
Is I'm thankful for my family, who have put up with so much from me.
For I'd be lost without my family, & I wouldn't know what to do,
And they all make me feel, the greatest I could possibly be.
**Lastly what I'm thankful for, although it tears me apart,
Are all the amazing loved ones, who have already passed away.
Til I see them again I'll be happy, as they live inside my heart,
Until we're together forever, so we can celebrate Thanksgiving Day.
©2021 Melissa Darsey
Introduction
mutual friends,
and first time
coming face to face
eye to eye
and flow of mutual warm feelings
through hearts
_Development_
Body-1
First date
mutual smiles
and sitting across from each other
Body-2
first time
side by side
hand in hand
Body-3
firtst time
cuddling up to each other
and kissing
Body-4
firt time
criticism,
and a familiar complaint
Conclusion
False smile
false kiss
To sum up
first date
first farewell
And the moral of the poem
When we fall in love
We only experience
not the dreams
but the realities
Neverhteless,
we should never lose
mutual respect
and affection
even though
our love has ended,
and always remember
love is splendid
Now
Lesson Has Ended
Those who
have no dreams
will have no hopes,
have no hopes
will have no aims
have no aims
will have no targets
have no targets
will have no ranges
so
they will forever
remain as they are
stay wherever they are,
To sum up,
Whatever they wish to do
will be a distant dream
NUMBER NINE, NICE FINE
Highest one-digit number: Nice Nine.
Reverse six to write the number Nine.
Sum up the digits of a number.
Check: Is sum divisible by Nine?
If ‘Yes’, it’s divisible by Nine.
Nine counting numbers lead ‘One’ to ‘Nine’.
Nine at night, mostly we like to dine.
Truth, Morals, Love, Kindness, Self-belief
Courage, Help, Strength, Peace: Nine props of Life.
05/15/21
Checked Syllable count
'A Time For Nine' Contest by Michelle Faulkner
In the wee hours,
When the wish hours of sleep flowers,
To computer games still sticking
And one’s satisfied lips licking;
A still irrepressible interest in understanding a movie
Or memorizing the lyrics of an American groovy
To the end follow a longish Italian Mafia
Or faithfully sum up the untouchable truths of Radio Biafra:
A normal persons destined inability to short- change Nature,
Retaliatory sleep’s readiness to bed-chain the Cheating Creature,
Until the long and short hands of the clock have described 800AM
Or over bounded to a a farther –flung AM!
Some kids to their schools surface late,
Because of a morning overcrowded with chores
And an instruction, very stiff, very straight
To further complete the cleaning of mummy’s stores:
Sometimes, a school child’s dramatic remembrance of an orange tree
And his wanting to first fill his satchel with what is luckily free.
Lateness to school
Not to be always pushed to a fool.
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