A poem back to front
It's never done
Because
Once you start
You never stop the fun
And stopping just to see
What you might do
You never know
What an author might tell you
So listen closely to
That which I say
Please think about the words
I speak each day
A poem back to front
Stand up for what you believe in,
Speak up when you know you're right.
Give up when you know you can't win,
Stay up with your love tonight.
Stand down, you've got nothing to prove,
Sit down when you want to cry.
Get down when you just want to groove,
Lay down when it's time to die.
jumping barking dog
sun flows half open window
tree leaves susurrate
10/2/2022
Midway up and down
I have met this gentleman crying
Sobbing with grief abound
Nerves popping like rivers
He sat on the bench next to me
Holding his swollen head
Grace to Grass I have fallen, said he!
The bench where now I sat
A happy bubbling puppy
Celebrating how high I came
To sit on this bench, where he too sits
Looking for letters for words
To thank God, the Giver of Excess!
This midway bench is high and low
This midway bench is pain and gain
The bench is mine today
Tomorrow somebody else
Coming down or up
Shall Cheer or fear
How far they are or were
Now or before the bench!
~Water flows
Washes up against the shore
Waves and tides up and down
in and out has no other place to go
As it flows~
11/36/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
The petrichor of fallen leaves
and coldness of the sun that grieves.
The lovers’ laughter in the wind.
Their purity shows they haven’t sinned.
Their faces pinched and full of life,
no thought of making her his wife.
Trees they groan, especially pine,
wild with shivers, right up their spine.
Prickly cones, a harbinger of,
a coming season fraught with love.
For now their gratitudes in place —
not cut down, brought to human’s space.
Wild turkeys, without guns, on run.
The hunters’ bullets, hide their sun,
unashamed of their livelihood.
Wasted and basted, butt’ry good.
Strung up on platter, good and puffed,
End of dinner, man and child stuffed.
10/29/2020
Contest: Lay November
Sponsor: William Kekaula
8 syllables each line - HMS
aabbcc - Rhymezone
Yes, because I believe the very heart of Grace, adamant, generous, tender and aware, Honest and Faithful waiting patiently; moves, freely, because it knows, the pureness of Love always inspires the opportunity.
So enchantment gazed upon innocence and desire knew her itself, when first God showed Adam Eve!" Now here today though Time has brought us thus far in its ardent march; (I say I believe it was the same with him, back then.) Because simple smiles and daydreams and quiet eye beams alone (for me too with her just simply wouldn't have been enough) and when I think of her, I thank God for the blessing, of our Time.
Because my heart enchanted, elated and complete; from here on out will I forever know and be grateful to have Loved the beautiful Angel, that was her. As so enticed by the light in her eyes, the hopeful manner yes very; the playfulness of her lips, with Karina I tell you intrigued, to entwine them together, (with mine!)
Yes, I figured I'd have a day to share in this effort of life with her, and a lifetime, from then on, (to touch) (if only just) I could chance to embrace her, and them, them, ((once.))
Age is
Just a Parcel
At teenage we were dates
By gray days we fade wear away
You are
A package and will get broken
Someday up the golden
Staircase falling
Backwards
3/5/2020
Let The Pens Flow Butterfly Ciquain Poetry contest
Sponsor:Jenish Somadas
.
Started
this upward climb,
an ascent of challenge,
where its level is undefined,
till top at last, and round we looked, and then,
began our way back down below,
slowly was our descent,
to where we had
started.
2019 September 24
howmanysyllables
2R,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2R
Children
huddled deep
beneath
parachute,
snicker.
A summer
festive
uplifting
fun game!
They sing, jump
ran round
rosy red.
Quite good
friends gather.
All fall down.
5/4/2019
Children Story
15 lines long
syllable count
2 3 2 3 2,
3 2 3 2,
3 2 3,
2 3,
3
Up and down my mind today
Waited for a word or call
Holding my breath as each hour slipped on by
Seemed twice as long as an eternity
Every scenario ran through my mind
Though I tried not to worry
Up and down my mind today
A dull sun rose ever so nonchalant
Making its way slowly through heavy clouds
Was simply no peace to be found above
My somber heart too heavy
Up and down my mind today
Deep and dark shadows echoed of silence
The air eerily still that nothing moved
The sun drawing its arch across the sky
As breathless I watched and prayed
Up and down my mind today
A dull moon rising in a starless sky
Casting a dim light on its emptiness
Not a sound stirring in the heart of night
My soul rumbling with tremors
Up and down my mind all day
AP: 2nd place 2020
Submitted on September 5, 2018 for contest A NEW POEM SEVEN-TEN FORM sponsored by EMILE PINET - RANKED 4TH
I don't want a virgin girl,
I don't want to
Teach her how to sin.
I don't want to teach her
To trust no man.
If you have been
In and out
And out and in of love,
Only then
Can you talk to me.
If you have been
Up and down,
And down and up
In love;
Only then can you
Talk to me.
with each passing day I walk a long way of sorrow
knowing there is no other life to borrow
seeing the world through the eyes of the unseen
drifting past with a brightened beam
I feel my own envy closing in
this life of a depressed downward spin
I'm crushed under the weight of it all
will this be the last time of my undying fall
swaying like waves in the sea
I wonder in my heart if this is the real me
unraveling my ties
pacing towards my own demise
struggling for the light of day
or is the darkness forever will I stay
I see no end
is my path an obscured trend
I loathe the outside world
it sits on an axis while being twirled
all is worry but alas no hope
I'm falling down my last steep slope
5/6/17
Raise the roof
And keep speaking the truth
Raise the roof
And keep speaking the truth
Sayonara
You are a
Goner
From here to yonder
The most potential ever seen
You could achieve
Anything if you believe
And follow through on your dreams
Below stained glass window panes
Covered in drops from the rain
It all went down the drain
On the very same day
In such a strange way
Don't need a heart of coal
To reach your goals
Use more than your soul
And stay in full control
Raise the roof
And keep speaking the truth
Raise the roof
And keep speaking the truth
By: Dalton Ogletree
Today is nothing but today.
Tomorrow is a day forced in my way.
Today is a romance embraced.
Tomorrow I’ll be in the right place.
Can you tell I’m up and down?
Can you see my smile frown?
Can you tell me I’ll be alright?
Can you see my joy tonight?
I feel lost and out of reach,
I feel laughter in my speech,
I feel relief when I use my pen,
I feel sad, then write again.
What if the sky was never blue?
What if I had never met you?
What if my happiness grew?
What am I supposed to do?
Is it normal to feel high then low?
Is it normal to come then go?
Is it normal to have joy in pain?
Is it normal to have a clean stain?
The truth is I need to feel good
The truth is I usually should
The truth is my pink is brown
The truth is I’m heightened down
-Laura Loo
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