Glimmers of glazed frosting levels,
enticing blissful specials,
scatters the blues of blue devils,
encased sailing vessels.
Rejuvenating windswept fresh,
limb held chirping bird thresh,
ever-changing flourishing mesh,
awaken breaths gooseflesh.
Spectacular melting winter,
beautician scene tinter,
the wood cord, no logs, just splinter,
skier last day sprinter.
Categories:
tinter, allusion, analogy, appreciation, beautiful,
Form: Rhyme
This year’s been so long. So long to Winter!
With blinding shaft and bright bleeding of sun,
the limbs of trees, like flames, trust their tinter.
Unfurl the soulful buds, ye Holy One!
The soak of pomp at ground level unfurls.
Angelic, sonorous romance of Spring.
See tea cups and saucers — bouquets uncurl.
Astir your eyes to the rebirth God brings.
True garden grows within — reds, purples, blues.
The rose, tulips, and wildflowers — His gifts.
Forsake not light of brightest scent and hue.
Lean in, darlings, and pluck the sweetest lift.
To live is Christ! Adoration of life!
So friends, spur away Winter and its strife.
3/6/2021
Breath of Spring
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Categories:
tinter, christian, spring,
Form: Sonnet
JEEZ LOUISE I DIN'T THINK I'D WIN, I HAVEN'T GOT A THING WRITTEN ON PAPE
OH WAIT, I THINK I HAVE A FEW SQUARES OF TOILET PAPER IN MY SOCKY-NICK
YUP ! HERE IT GOES LADIES AND GERMS.
'I WISH TO THANK ALL MY FAMILY MEMBERS AND MY POETRY SOUP FACULTY
FOR THEIR LOYAL READS AND BRAVO ,BRAVO, GIVE ME MORE, PLEADS...
I WISH TO THANK MY ORGANIST WHO PLAYED WHILE I PIPPED OUT IN PRIDE
MY VIOLINIST AS HE HELD MY LITTLE BOW IN PLACE AS I SANG POOR ME
MY DJ CARLOS CUZ HE ALWAYS KEPT ME HAPPY AS I SANG THE OLD SONG
I WISH TO THANK MY EYELASH TINTER, MY HAIRDRESSER AND MY COVEN OF
WITCHES. WITHOUT THEIR BROOMSTICK POWER I'D BE STILL IN A COWER
JEEZE PELEASE NO CLAPS TODAY, IT MAY WRINKLE MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR.
OH AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST I'D LIKE TO THANK ARTHUR VASO FOR STARTING THIS FIASCO. HE IS THE MAN, FOR THE HUUPA HOORA TOORA TOORA LI SONG WE ARE POETS WE ARE STRONG.
I SHOULD KNOW CUZ WHEN IT COMES TO HUMOR, MY MY HE IS "KING" OK
NOW, ONTO REAL POETRY !!!
FROM YOUR BELOVED PIXIE
XOXO
Categories:
tinter, future, inspirational,
Form: Free verse