Lucid Explanations For Living
Luminous virtuosity that lies dormant all your life
Numerous animosities that combine to form violence and strife
Curious curiosities for the emperors fifth wife
Numerous generosities that involve the back stabbing of a knife
Automatically mistaken for another person by someone you love
Biographically misshapen by the author as the truth is left out to the shove
Colour-graphically laden by the images of heaven from above
Instamatically forsaken by the grapevine from a dove
Elevations of inspiration cascading from the moonlit horizon
Revelations of observation parading bright without the lights on
Celebrations of invocations that serve only to enliven
Collaborations of confirmation that momentum forms only to syphon
Elucidate the concept as you illustrate the notion
Repudiate the precept while you hover above the ocean
Rejuvenate the incept as you maintain the sincerity of your devotion
Recuperate the sunset while you transpire without commotion
By Elizabeth Moroz Copyrifht 2025
The Departing of The Heart
Salutations for the sound of mind and poverty of heart
Reparations that don’t come through in time to rectify the start
Commiserations for the ones who find it hardest to eventually part
Palpitations of another heart that cannot perceive the concept that it must depart
Military consequences that send the young men out to war
Conciliatory influences of the leaders who target hiring of the poor
Crematory inferences necessary as they knock on heavens door
An Adversary without recompense that helps me get up off the floor
Kindness for the people that are on daily parade
Blindness from the steeple as we play Holy charades
They Find less sympathy for the feeble as they huddle close and afraid
Passing through the eye of a needle as the ferryman gets paid
Interjections from the galley as the defendant begins to cry
Objections in a midnight alley as the amendment causes him to deny
Rejections of the black sheep in a family as without her flock she’ll surely die
Comprehensions of the urgency that communicate in sighs
The End by Elizabeth Moroz
In the world today.' Familiy Farms being erazed...Aid witheld in gaza.? A pattern?
different in aspect yet the same; end game'
Starvation of real information..While the
Mainstream mediums posture along.' As the
Sheep are clever enough.. To feed' the Lord
Only knows though just what on.?
Butterfly weed
______________
All required to explain,
Was the spoon full of taste.
Taste of earth,
The taste of the sun,
Going up and down in symphony.
Little dolls,
Recreating its system
Choosing the right and wrong in various flowers.
A secret tunnel,
To the other side of the forbidden tulips
Is a butterfly weed,
Asking for pride.
Ever again,
Anyone who could have find the silence
Emptiness
Among us,
Is not so far away from preference.
White is too pure
For any refusal.
For any devastating breath.
Any love between anything.
The sound of victory,
Was never made for fragility.
A warm soak into the snows deep heart,
That was
That was made for.
Beautiful vibrant colors
Gives out energy and happiness
Beautiful creations
Perfect artistry, how amazing it is
By our Almighty Father in Heaven.
Soaring Amidst Song
sudden chance meeting
of a cheetah and monkey
then green treetop flight
Happenstance
zebra on the plain
rain ended, here is the sun
and rainbow's hued stripes
Scent and Sound
drones from the stillness
ribbits from cool green river
blue iris breezes
At the Pink of Dawn
the crocodile eyes
can be seen above water
gliding stealthy, slow
Written on 4/17/2022
For: A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
The lamb cried
The egg fried
The man worked
A woman smirked
The leaf fell
The merchant will sell
The lady cooked
The trembling girl shook
The bird.squawked
A woman walked
A dog barked
A car parked
A tired shopper
A long skirt is proper
The wind whistled
The bell indicated dismissal
The sun shone in the midst of winter
A boy cried because of a splinter
In sequential life
yin darkness yan lightness
we are many forms
The spider spins threads
of silk to make a cocoon
or web to catch prey.
However flower, however pseudo somehow,
however mere, however weariness of it,
unknown dreams are natural beauty almost draw,
the truth is that life is a journey for us to fulfill it,
there is a mountain here that is not so far,
higher a bit I am not mistaken,
it is called land of spirits, how for sculler?.
Earth full of it kinds is questionable now,
however when a grasshopper is examined to find,
out how wings, it is done that how,
a lot of conscience means excellently good,
when there is a rainbow did an interference,
this is because there is a law that is wholly obeyed,
letting a real government of things askance.
Doesn't know what to say.
Or knows-
Weeps, falling into the dry pond of Saipara-
The wind blown over the head-
By the Falcon flight-
Remains as an inverted scream -
The mockery of a distant word.
How can I say?
How can I say?
This is the-
Biggest problem.
Dilemma in mind-
Becomes the knot of Nylon yarn
Makes the multiple combinations
Grins loudly the brown fox.
The worst condition exists
I am on the run-
Everything is in complex situation-
Extremely panting is the crazy mind.
Rain...........
For some its a blessing, For some it comes like a curse...
Some enjoy it, And some get burst...
I too belong to the Enjoying party,
And make myself sparky...
There are times when my day becomes hard,
Then it rains which makes me calm...
The most I love is the petrichor in the rain,
And brings my childhood memories again...
Children play in the rain different different games,
Seeing them, adults also feel like going out breaking the pane...
I used to make boats to float in the rainwater,
Now I have grown up & ended writing with a blotter...
When I listen to the sound of rain doing pitter-patter,
I generally forget all the bitter matters...
Life will always be full of twists & turns,
Rain don't come daily but when comes heal the burns...
There's is a saying that some feels the rain and some just get wet...
I too sometimes love the rain and sometimes the sunsets...
Written by:
Rashmi Kaushik
@rashmikaushik210
Wife has become almost a total invalid from her painful knees.
Fixed her Cream of Wheat, this morning, grilled cheese sandwiches,
last night, bologna sandwich for lunch with tater tots.
Meantime I was outside cleaning up yard and planting flower seeds.
Andrea had so many great ideas, thoughts and suggestions as usual.
I was repeatedly supporting Hillary and others were for Trump.
I kept my mouth shut and now we are suffering their own consequences.
It is embarrassing having Trump represent America.
Now some more people are leaving his staff.
Where will this Mueller investigation end up at?
Kelly Ann has broken the Hatch Act. I worked for the Federal Service for 25 years and never violated the Hatch Act. Why should she be allowed to get away with it?
Seychelles Island Meeting and other secret meetings are really making me wonder. Foreign investment into American political matters is
illegal. Why is Trump being allowed to get away with it along with affairs and golden showers.?
Jim Horn
Many and Various
In life, positions may be many and various;
If a politician probably, presume precarious;
Clothes pin;
Pretty thin,
Started using while playing my Stradivarius.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
Thousands martyred
in
wars
which continue to
plague mankind
Thousands - sometimes millions
Do you really believe you
can stop that with your poems?
All poets out there
in the darkness
I don't believe you can
As much as I like poems
I don't think they will "save the world"
Yet there is always the chance
your worlds will reach the eyes
of a political leader
HE(or she) may be moved to action
for the sake of peace
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