He
Who has
Feasted on
Free-flowing life
Knows no jealousy,
Unladen by guilt that
His intent is less than pure,
For his winnings are sufficient.
He has forged a life without questions,
Without a decade's hesitation
To consider whether his own
Paradise might justify
What he won't leave behind
When he is not spared
From the demise
His toiling
Will have
Earned.
When you no longer
carry
the burden of proof
true freedom
— in the wind
(Dundale: April, 2024)
SADNESS
Sadness is as a burden of a whole City
And worry, a skillful hunter of the mind's happiness,
With nothing to enlighten, but tiny ignorant voices,
initiating desolation in my lost but reviving mind
And stirring a battle in my soul's calm.
But still, I see a glimpse of light, a ray of comfort, for if so, i shall embrace.
Hence, how will I unladen or quench of myself the roars that seek to rid me of my attentiveness, for if with my worries and doubts what shall be of me but pains?
So i reach out to the hands of nature's calm and earth’s comfort
For I shall plead to myself to find my own peace amid these fears.
*Image of Pumpkin Halloween Autumn by Pixabay.
31st Of October Eve
Hark, brazen tis starry-eyed moon hath visit yon October night,
Dwelt autumn leaves hath slumbereth, for hazel eyes favor,
Pivotal moments adrift blesseth assured aims to thine wares,
Be humbled forthwith, and shew thy cares, be they knowest,
Dwelt autumn leaves hath slumbereth, for hazel eyes favor,
Whimsical path brews of small chatter of sought souvenir,
Be humbled forthwith, and shew thy cares, be they knowest,
Tap at the door, squeaks then echoes, unladen treats for sweets,
Whimsical path brews of small chatter of sought souvenir,
Pivotal moments adrift blesseth assured aims to thine wares,
Tap at the door, squeaks then echoes, unladen treats for sweets,
Hark, brazen tis starry-eyed moon hath visit yon October night.
2019 September 30
Poet's Pantoum Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
October 31, 1919
Hark, brazen tis starry-eyed moon hath visit yon October night,
Dwelt autumn leaves hath slumbereth, for hazel eyes favor,
Pivotal moments adrift blesseth assured aims to thine wares,
Be humbled forthwith, and shew thy cares, be they knowest,
Dwelt autumn leaves hath slumbereth, for hazel eyes favor,
Whimsical path brews of small chatter of sought souvenir,
Be humbled forthwith, and shew thy cares, be they knowest,
Tap at the door, squeaks then echoes, unladen treats for sweets,
Whimsical path brews of small chatter of sought souvenir,
Pivotal moments adrift blesseth assured aims to thine wares,
Tap at the door, squeaks then echoes, unladen treats for sweets,
Hark, brazen tis starry-eyed moon hath visit yon October night.
2019 September 23
*2nd Place*
Halloween Moon
~~Chantelle Anne Cooke
LAKE LOUISE
Early April is a preview of heaven
And my sin-soaked soul is forgiven
At Lake Louise. I offer praise fulsome
To the breeze, unladen by debt or ransom.
A few early crocus in warm shelter
Air diamond-clear to see forever
Colours with new-born brightness
Pristine snow of Eden freshness.
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