(Sponsor : Kai Michael Newmann)
MOON ON A SPOON
If I could I would
fetch you the moon
on a spoon
Oh ? Really !
you ballyhoo coon
you make me swoon
If I could I would
fetch you the moon
on a spoon
Why not bring me
a chocolate cocoon
I will wriggle out
festooned !
If I could I would
fetch you the moon
on a spoon
We will eat it at noon
in our magical room
then to our doom !
If I could I would
fetch you the moon
on a spoon
My goon, so goop !
Where are you from ?
a souk goof ?
If I could I would
fetch you the moon
on a spoon
How ?
Lo ! I do not know !
My spoon has
sailed with a
monsoon
And the moon
has fallen into
a true blue
lagoon too
soon !
My hungry heart howls
Like the wolf moon above
Craving your smile
Dreaming of liquid love
Drinking you for you fill me up
Sinking in you
Like black tea bag in a cup
Lost in emerald energy
Kinetic kiss curling hairs
Souls are brown blending
Like one body we share
Passionate pauses painting night
Touches so lawless as we unite
Living for the look in ebony eyes
Love from above makes ethereal high
You gave me the world when you put your hand in mine.
Take aim and let the arrow go.
Euphoric and elated.
Ah and the butterflies!
Like looking through a kaleidoscope
Seeing sounds.
Can you taste the rainbow?
I want you forever, I want to be your final wish.
To you, my heart i surrender.
Is it true that you're always this breathtaking?
I found, in one step, I'll get closer to heaven than you'll ever know.
This melody will never end.
music trivia night
a blast from the past
recognizing songs
from every era
by the first few notes
unforgettable
etched in our memory
except you know the song
but can't think of the title
picture the singer
but not his name
this getting old sucks but
slipping back into the good ol' days
brings back the days
of youth and teenage years
and things forgotten
AP: Honorable Mention 2024
First Kiss
While embracing
They look into each other's eyes
They are the only two people on the planet
Her lips are moist soft and warm
His tongue gently parts her lips
Her tongue meets his
Their eyes close
His hand caresses her back
Comes to rest on her buttocks
He feels her pressing against him
They smile and feeling lightheaded
Sit for awhile
*
five sopranos float down streams
each one sleeps and each one dreams
adrift on sliced cheese
past herds of small bees
each awakens to tuneful screams.
Clouds darkness a shroud,
of which it was proud,
till a gust of breeze,
gave moonlight release.
The moon shows her face,
reflecting sun’s grace,
transforming harsh light,
in hues of soft white.
We see the pale moon,
bestowing love’s boon,
as a healing balm,
ushering deep calm.
Moonlight heals our soul,
bathed in love, now whole;
melancholy shorn,
we’re here now reborn.
17-July-2022
One In Five 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Theme #4. “The pale moon emerged from dark clouds”
a fondness
a suttle glance
a need to be with you
wanna take ah chance
the right night
saying the right words
listening to your every word
it's all about love
can we stop them
from meddling
it's like trrying to
make the sun from shing
we just endure it all
we'll just endure it all
so we can be together
promise me you
won't frown again
promise me
everyday our love just begens
keep me cool
in tough situations
Summer-swoon leaves, dyed and dying, windswept -
uplift of Autumn season
for drifters and dreamers
9/5/2021
Kimo Form Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
As I drown in your presence
your smile of laughter
warms my sullen heart, as my
breath returns me to life
loving words flow from your lips
like liquid rose petals kissing
silky rain drops from an early
Spring dawn's hazy mist.
your cat green eyes gaze promisingly
into my awaiting soulspace---with
a wishful wink and a naughty nod--your
velvet vixen touch calls me into your dusk
dessert daydream---I quake in all manner
of quiet abandon.
I lay mourning morning in golden reflective
afterglow. Respect the source of the 7 peaceful
deities. If there was ever one-------it is us.
I see your loves light
It all shines the Sun and Moon
And across its path so bright
Heightened towers swoon
Bathing in the shimmering pools
Designated water lilies spoons
Embracing the aqua Cool Waters
Toads dancing for those daughters
Wishing and awaiting a kiss from a toad/frog
To then whisk her away to his Enchanted Kingdom
A green/amber prince whose soon to be king
For he to see your light
As he smiles at the moon, sun and stars
Happy as he is his countenance so bright
Heavenly Towers swoon such a beautiful Majestic night awesome near and far
5/17/21--2021
All Yours ( May 18th) Poetry Contest
SPONSORED by: Brian Strand
In this Ordinary Swoon
by Michael R. Burch
In this ordinary swoon
as I pass from life to death,
I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;
I feel no sympathy for breath.
Who I am and why I came,
I do not know; nor does it matter.
The end of every man’s the same
and every god’s as mad as a hatter.
I do not fear the letting go;
I only fear the clinging on
to hope when there’s no hope, although
I lift my face to the blazing sun
and feel the greater intensity
of the wilder inferno within me.
Keywords-Tags-Hashtags: life and death, heat, fire, inferno, passion, cold, coolness, breath, purpose of life, god, religion, hope, sun, moon, winter, sunset, visionary
There once was a dinosaur who lived on the moon.
He met a cute alien and started to swoon.
The dinosaur blew her a kiss
And asked "what's your name, miss?"
But little miss alien had to leave soon.
She turned around and fell into a crater,
So the dinosaur went to save her
But when he peeked into the hole,
He himself started to roll.
In here, his chances of love were greater.
Although it was dark,
He felt a romantic spark,
But alas, little miss alien was gone,
which left the dinosaur withdrawn.
"I'll never find love on the moon," he liked to remark.
In this ordinary swoon
as I pass from life to death,
I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;
I feel no sympathy for breath.
Who I am and why I came,
I do not know; nor does it matter.
The end of every man’s the same
and every god’s as mad as a hatter.
I do not fear the letting go;
I only fear the clinging on
to hope when there’s no hope, although
I lift my face to the blazing sun
and feel the greater intensity
of the wilder inferno within me.
The moon up high is shining
Desire for Man in the Moon
He waits upon my visit
his lady arriving soon
Shining brightly from afar
Moon beams sprinkled from a jar
Visit him on a space ship
Soon seeing the man, I swoon
Written 10th March 2019
Contest: Jueju-Qijue With A Twist
Sponsor: Charles Messina
2nd Place
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