Towering weeds out of control
The unkempt garden has completely taken over
Neighbour must finally admit defeat
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
"Most people would call the way I love you insane. It's a love driven by a passion that burns like dancing flames, revealing the soul's deepest secrets on the wind."
Not sure how it happens
But love can get a bit disheveled
Unkempt moments, untidy interactions.
Perhaps it becomes like an old flannel shirt
Worn, wrinkled, frayed at the collar
Yet still so comfortable
We overlook its appearance.
Remember when her eyes….
Those faded blue orbs
Swallowed your every thought
Eased your very soul
Calmed your apprehension?
Go, stand again on the edge
Gaze into them anew
Whisper cross time’s worn flannel
Those worn, wrinkled and frayed words
Of love’s disheveled longings.
John G. Lawless
©11/22/2022
Dark desires unkempt,
tease and taunt and tempt,
so what is the source,
of these cravings coarse?
Pausing flow of thought,
the Gordian knot
loosens to reveal
what we truly feel.
What we seek is bliss,
rapture of God's kiss
but see not the light;
pitiful’s our plight.
Stooped is our soul's stance,
so we take a chance,
choosing staid silence,
sans thought violence.
If we're resolute,
in time we reboot;
call it eccentric,
we are void centric.
As we cease to sway,
the false falls away,
revealing our soul,
tranquil, blissful, whole.
With erst cravings gone,
we’re here, now reborn,
pristine like the snow,
light without shadow.
02-November-2022
Writing Challenge - Unburden a ''U'' Word- Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Deep in your soul's unkempt ground, fear has grown
Harvested by a heart of weaker means
As you stare in your field of the unknown
You will hear the sound from a soul that screams
To search for answers and quell its haunting
In a realm of choice, decisions are made
You'll choose fears growth when your soul is wanting
It grows like a weed to become inlaid
This infestation is one you've chosen
As you withdraw within and shrink away
or stand alone in your darkness, frozen
The cost of this choice is your fear will stay
The reasons you give are from your own fear
If your soul's unkempt, the reasons are clear
8/21/21 contest Fear Transcendence
Grimy grubby unkempt unscrubby
He pranced around with keen delight
Skipping on cool cobblestones
Throughout the amazingly fun night
Every discovery started with absolutely
no idea of where to start...
There is not enough time in a lifetime
to measure success...
Just as there is pain in uncertainty,
there is peace in faith...
We thrive in our communal happiness,
we parish in derisive pain...
Death is much less reliable in peace.
In war, we can put up a more
reasonable defense...
We can waste a lifetime seeking happiness
from someone else's approval...
Our happiness should always be seen
in the kindness of our eyes...
With desires held in check,
less becomes more...
When a smile becomes a laugh,
you've found happiness...
Love is helping someone discover that they
are better than what they thought they were...
Unfathomable contentment is a poet
finishing the last line of a poem...
certainly he
was unkempt
but she hadn’t
found that out
until it was a
tad too late when
the dishes were
being washed
with cold water &
he hadn’t a care
in the world for
the so-called
“law,”
now one might
say that she saw
it coming but they
always put their
best foot forward
when they be
seeking the prize,
man & woman
are both guilty to
the core for
such an impulse &
sooner or later
those first
impressions end
up showing their
true colors.
Once loved but now to natures gentle care given
Forgotten gone old days of care a passion driven
Now just there moss and an empty pot
Walking past you realise it too will be your lot
Countless in our days
Of lives seize with easy.
Alas! Guns off fashion
For many of them
Fathoms its symptoms.
Enters the Polished clean hands
Reddish with stabbing ,
Answers they have not.
Dollars dump in bin
In search of them
With forensic eyes
And better long nose
To sniff out the doers.
With fanfare, we welcome the
Three wise men from white color above.
A vote lost in confidence
To them of our kingdom
For ceaseless lives snuffed off
We , to them . . .
Is hiss of no confidence.
In a while, the drama begins
With impotent synonyms and faces
The black men with rod unveils
Parading them the unkempt
Before our very eyes . . .screen
Sown them a toga of suspects
A little while off,
Breeze blow it off rough
And end comes for the drama.
Alayande Stephen .T
6.14pm
Tues, August 1st, 2006
It was packaged specially to appraise
The incessant political killings in our land,
With the piece emanating from the death
Of Engineer Funsho Williams.
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