Scintillating on High Ground Into Valleys of Israel
Through Seven Doors, Where Stars Collide and Truth Dwells
Upright Through Sight Like Vanguards Of Horus
Crowned Horbehudti The Glorious,
Ever Luminous, Through Wisdom We Soar
Ever Solar Propelled Forth,
Like Crowns and Roses the Garments Of Victory
We ride High In History,
High Born Through The Valleys Of Yesteryear
Wielding Sacred Staffs and Sacred Spears,
Into Ethers Of Light and Realms Of Gold
Thriving Off The Greater Nature, High Born
Categories:
vanguards, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Spiritual vanguards
pave our paths to soulsville
speck of dust rejoice
Categories:
vanguards, anniversary, body, change, death,
Form: Haiku
A star is born among teen bards
and soon he'll lead in Yale's vanguards.
Young Will Chen shines, a full ride won;
his language skills beam bright, bar none.
Congratulations! best regards!
December 9, 2022
AN: Quadri-lngual high school senior poet, William Chen was accepted
full tuition paid at Yale on December 1, 2022. A long awaited moment never
to fade from his memory. He posts at a fellow site called All-Poetry.
form: a quintilla, Spanish quintain
contest: December Memento
sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Categories:
vanguards, 11th grade, language, memory,
Form: Quintilla
Divine angels of blessed stature
Do serve the Lord as souls’ vanguards
Vanquishing spiritual hazards
From grueling evil torture.
Heralding tidings from heaven
Divine angels of blessed stature
Set ablaze hearts for love’s gesture
While in trials, faith is proven.
With gentle, holy forbearance
Driving for eternal venture
Divine angels of blessed stature
Uphold saints’ wondrous assurance.
Now, in grateful prayer-posture
I praise God midst glorious worship
Among friends in sweet fellowship
Divine angels* of blessed stature.
*Psalm 103:20 Bless the LORD, ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.
August 9, 2018
Edited on May 3, 2020
3rd place, "BRIAN'S CHOICE 2,any form,any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 5/4/2020.
Categories:
vanguards, angel, appreciation, faith, god,
Form: Quatern
In this village of minions-
we seal our thoughts away,
trying to be something we aren't-
how despicable you say.
the white rat that is larger than life
clamping down on the fragile roses,
to find weed that glows the mind
and burns-0 the old buildings that must die.
the red snake sleazily gone by,
into the pub where drinks are unpaid-
not at least when coins are dispensed
without the presence of conscience.
the roads that wind together to form
a blockade against leisure time,
the broken phrases teachers use
when the complete would do much less.
the turban bandits that came from
healers,the chief vanguards of slavery,
history's many white bones and ash-
in some river they pass under us,
the dying nights when days are lived
too full,the dropped eyes that watches
the shadow instead of the man-
the water whose reflection is us.
the branch of a tree in the city
is breaking,nothing
will replace that little thing again-
we learn to look at big pictures;for they lie better.
Categories:
vanguards, city,
Form: I do not know?
The atrocity of greed has never reached so high;
The morality of man has never plunged so low.
For who but greed-fueled man would commit such an act,
forcing vanguards to poison what they were born to protect?
Across the sea, the souls of trees weep;
Into our lungs, the stink of death creep.
Categories:
vanguards, anger, death, earth, nature,
Form: I do not know?
Morning’s misty mourning lays her shroud upon the lake
With imprinted recollections at the end of autumns break
Copper shades reflected though the hazy hanging veil
Foretell with pastel palette of the coming winters tale
The bracing northern wind that sweeps the cobwebs from the shore
Allows the reeds and grasses to resume their dance once more
As the ripples on the glass lake lend tranquillity respite
and stir the dormant waterfowl, raising mute swans into flight
The distant purple mountains, like sentinels hold fast
Vanguards in the distance, they withstand first winters blast
In apprehensive mode the lake, awaits the coming snow
As winters threatening message warns the vale with icy blow
The autumn leaves forsake the trees, who brace themselves for war
In naked stark defiance, standing gaunt along the shore
The busy boats that bravely bobbed in bustling summer ranks
Now cling like mussels to the shore upturned on the banks
Categories:
vanguards, natureautumn,
Form: Rhyme Royal
The love of Ganesha....
Born upon the branches of the Monterey cypress', ucalyptusly turning leaves
Joyfully displayed reflections this retros, predominant vanguards of the times
Preceptencies vibrantly rainbowic colours; renditions aside the sea
Peace signs embracing the Eastern world of Katmandus, serenities scene....
A spectacular renaissance of Victorianly vaulted venues; splendours
Painted hearts upon smiling faces so arrayed amid, these Cathedrals dreams
Flowers of divinities delicate epigraph flowing gently through, a totems breeze
Upon their way towards the Golden Gate Parks celestial celebrations, wherein
The militant Magi meets, the brightened Prince of Peace....
Ribbons and bows of Isalms ideals meshed beneath, a Buddhas tree
Adorned by Imagines precursed writings from, Lennons visionary keys
These, Egyptian teas with their green leaf beads and
Kissing doves of iconics love, less, such still framed ironies....
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....Haight Ashbury ~
Categories:
vanguards, hope, life, love, social,
Form: I do not know?