Blue marble of life
Never was in strife
Enter humans greedy, scheming
Leaving the Earth screaming
Invisible saviour and protector
Cries silently in horror
Ravages by Father time
Corrupting it from sublime
The life giving elixir
And ultimate thirst quencher
Wasn’t spared human greed
Hence, contamination was guaranteed
Playing with raging fire
Is the human desire
To burn the house
That’s hard to douse
i thought about leaving on a train
i thought about walking blindly in the rain
i thought about going somewhere where no one could find me
in the end it was your true love that would thankfully blind me
i thought about making you a casserole
i thought about making you filet of sole
i thought about taking you somewhere that you always dreamed of going
then you tell me that you will always be well travelled as long our love for each other is flowing
i thought about send you flowers special delivery
i thought about sending you a fancy thirst quencher from a distillery
i thought about expressing how your warm my heart with love that would accentuate the expressive beauty of each dimple
instead you took my left hand and said softly with a smile, 'keep it simple'
with that i say i love you as a small diamond pendant on your heart
you respond by kissing me with a quiet passion, simply saying with a smile, 'smart'
Said the rains
like tear drops
I come roll off the leaves
fresh thirst quencher
these the tears of blessing from above
trying to tell something
but humans are unwilling to listen
so how can you understand these riddles
sent to encourage you to become conscious
of every drop of good
falling without a price
©Al Juman 4/13/2020
The Cup Of Life
Filled to it's brim to seve the universe,
Mighty, Portable and liftable for old and young,
Carriable to toddlers even at it's brim,
Affordable and costless mug.
.
Unavoidable to everyone,
Mankind's Thirst quencher,
filled to satisfy Him,
Made to make him better.
.
Made from the finest and ancient ceramics
Beauty undescribable,
Glitters better than Gold,
Worths more value than diamonds,
.
Content's volume immeasurable,
Tastes better than french wine,
Quenches thirsts without any sip,
Value inestimable.
.
By: Fanu Damilola Daniel
©2018
Don't lay the plucked flowers on my grave
for,I am not at all alive to crave
I don't want my name to be engraved
for,it had long since been waived
Stack the colorful flower pots on all corners
Sow some grass seeds round the borders
Also plant the flowering green creepers
Let them adorn the place as decors
May the flowers smile throughout the years
and let timbre of smiling flowers reach the ears
of the dancing butterflies and let them appear
and gracefully dance with full of cheers
On the center of the grave, fix a big bird feeder,
may it enthrall the blabbers and baya weavers
Also dig a small pond that is about ten meter
and fill in the pond with crystal clear water
Let it be used as the ultimate thirst quencher,
quenching innocents thirst and there's nothing better.
No need of tombstone and epitaph to honor
My grave shouldn't be a place of horror
Listening to the nature's songs at my place
my soul will ever rest in peace
Every day is an exciting new adventure
A thirst for knowledge, a real mind bender
For opening new doors
To vistas unexplored
The love and joy is a real thirst quencher
https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/living-water
From the city of Sychar, a stone throw away
Stood a welcomed wayside well
Jesus and disciples, took thy rest
A journey of news to tell
Disciples went on, to pay for foods
For then a woman came by
A Samaritan, a glazing glance
Still water to draw up high
The Messiah’s request astonishing
A drink to ask of her
Yet the water he would give
A living thirst quencher
Of water not drawn from the well
To cleanse the sins of men
Salvation gift, given for free
To never be thirsty again
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
sun relishes
in the moonlight shadow
thirst quencher
05.25.17
a fresh thirst quencher
sliced watermelon in red
alluring beauty
mulberry picking
romantic stolen kisses
dark purple dyed lips
crushed grape juice slithers
into her desirous mouth
she feasts avidly
overflowing bowl
red strawberries and ice-cream
summer temptation
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Contest: VERNAL 2017 Standard
(Three Liner; up to max 12 lines)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Placed 2nd
Poetry is a thirst-quencher
I look forward to my daily cup
It rehydrates my parched spirit
Attenuates the bitter taste of life
Every sip, I savour
As I see poetry everywhere
In everything
In Toronto's tall buildings,
In its small cafés
In its multitudes
In the blue eyes, green,
And brown eyes
In the smiling faces
And the mirthless ones
In doors opening like gaping mouths
Ejecting hapless Torontians
In the big blue lake
In the multiple languages commingling with English
In the churches, mosques and temples
Side by side
In the aroma of ethnic cooking
In the wide highways
Offering endless possibilities
In the ever so brief but warm summers
In the hope written on immigrant's faces
I see poetry
In the priest's homily at Sunday mass
In the voice of a young mother
Scolding her child
I hear poetry
Poetry is a thirst-quencher
Pour me a cup
And I'll forever be your friend
Wild blooms
vivid with hue
and a teasing perfume.
Captivates ravenous insects
lured instinctively through thick underbrush
for a fulfilling thirst quencher.
Passionate to give life
sustained by the
Wild blooms
Copyright © 2009 By Caryl S. Muzzey
He gave water to quench thirst
A refreshing spring
He told it calm and be still
Tasty as iced tea
Sweet like lemonade
It is so
Nice!
© Joseph, 11/6/07
© All Rights Reserved
This is based on Mark 4:35-41. The “Epulaeryu” poem is about delicious food
and drinks. It consists of seven lines with thirty-three syllables. The first line has
seven syllables, the second line five, the third line seven, the fourth line five, the
fifth line five, the sixth line three, and the seventh line has only one syllable which
ends with an exclamation mark. Each line has one thought relating to the main
course. The Epulaeryu poetic form syllable count is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1. It has
corresponding lines built around the main course, and concludes with the
ending line expressing the writer’s excitement and feelings about the meal. The
Epulaeryu poetic form was invented by Joseph Spence