Amidst the woods, the rustling leaves,
The soothing sound, a soul receives,
Inhale the scents of nature's bloom,
A healing balm that lifts the gloom,
Nature's beauty, a sight to see,
It fills the heart with harmony,
With each step taken on the sod,
A peaceful calm, it brings to God.
The waves that crash upon the shore,
A symphony that I adore,
The salty breeze upon my face,
A kiss of nature's sweet embrace,
The seagulls soaring up above,
A perfect scene of peace and love,
With each wave that ebbs and flows,
A tranquil heart within me glows.
The mountains standing tall and proud,
Their rugged beauty calling loud,
The echoing songs of the birds,
A joyful sound that needs no words,
The mountain air so crisp and clean,
A wonderland of nature's dream,
In every mountain, valley, and glen,
A pure and simple joy within.
Enjoy every day!
Life is meant that way,
rejoice!
Whatever they say,
Just work, rest or play-
our choice
Just take time to pray,
Let God’s Spirit stay,
no noise.
Listen to God’s voice,
Do His will; spread joys,
we should!
Be calmed as turquoise
Bright, nice thought employs
right mood;
Stay free from decoys,
Deal tough things with poise,
exude!
Work as brotherhood,
Throw prides at deep wood
today;
Be always nice…brood
Stored words for brain’s food-
display!
Be honest, be good,
Wear Christ’s Peace as hood
Okay?
April 2,2023 1.44pm
Brood- think deeply about something that makes one unhappy
-just a try of this amazing form
Love's a mystery
famed in history,
magic;
It's a great story
made with mastery,
mythic;
At times comedy,
sometimes tragedy,
epic.
Pretty romantic,
it's so terrific,
so fine;
Truly fantastic,
and so ecstatic,
divine;
Echoes like music,
sounds like poetic,
like mine.
Glowing like fine wine,
made with great design,
glory;
Smiles like the sunshine,
causes rore to shine,
merry.
Charm that makes heart whine
till the end of line,
cheery.
March 30, 2023
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George asked for a date,
supposing I’d wait
all day.
That morning at eight
I stood by my gate;
oy vey!
He called and said, “Mate.
I’ll be really late.
OK?”
His mate? I said, “Hey,
your style’s not the way
for me.
I’ll go to the bay
and find my friend Ray.
Then we
on jet skis will play.”
(Ray’s gay I’d not say.
Hee hee.)
Ray’s such a sweet pea.
We laughed with such glee,
then ate
buffet near the sea.
I sure wish that he
were straight!
But some things can’t be;
I stay fancy-free.
That’s fate!
(sure hope I did it right this time. My Virelai "Blue" was not done right)
March 28, 2023
For the Write Me A Virelai Poetry Contest of Kim Rodrigues
Come friend, face-to-face
Partake and embrace
Welcome
To our neutral place
Beyond time and pace
We come
To regain lost grace
In unified space
Do come
Though our thoughts misled
Biased human dread
No hate
We will share our bread
Our poetries read
Relate
Debate common thread
Like water be spread
Translate
Agreement declares
Focus on repairs
With speed
We will share our wares
Use swords like ploughshares
No greed
Our Landlords upstairs
Deep in our affairs
Proceed
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Date: 14/04/23
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A large group in tow
big families show
some strain.
But music we know
everywhere we go
free rein.
We set the tempo,
sung a capello
right brain.
No tension, no pain
enjoyment we gain
we sing
of nothing profane
for who can complain
arms swing.
Though the pitch may wane
volume we sustain
with zing.
Reunion’s the thing
big family fling
why so?
To meet new offspring
older cousins bring
cargo:
food for the feeding
songs we'll be needing
pronto.
March 23, 2023
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Let’s check what we missed
in our to do list:
touch kind.
As a hedonist,
we merely exist,
confined.
Never by love kissed,
dark desires persist;
we’re blind.
Let us bear in mind,
it’s time we refined
our soul.
Lest we fall behind,
release thoughts unkind:
be whole.
Our form’s so designed,
God in heart’s enshrined;
our goal.
Playing our life role,
let love we extol,
assist.
Remain in control,
love has no loophole;
life’s gist.
Love doth love cajole,
reclaim joy fear stole:
bliss mist.
23-March-2023
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Roaring thunder booms
Inky shadow looms
Soft rain
Angry lightning fumes
Smoky vapour plumes
Wet lane
Heaven's water wombs
Harsh downpour assumes
Throb strain
Pit a pat refrain
I hear the campaign
Of sky
Pounding on my pane
Drenching dry terrain
Clouds cry
Nature's water reign
Petrichor again
Pleased sigh
Refreshing supply
Sure does gratify
Clears glooms
Raindrops moisten my
Earth and purify
Her rooms
Showers signify
Blessings poured from high
Hope blooms
Fasting, no caprice
Burning without cease
I kneeled
Under words of peace
God’s graced to release
Sins healed
I heard words to deice
I said words to unleash
Veil peeled
Saints’ hands were a shield
“Praise the sun to wield
And kiss
Light and flames to yield
To have your lost soul sealed
In this”
Sun welcomed and healed
Dove came to this field
Of bliss
A thread as Christ wished
Robes to reminisce
Soft fleece
God hugged me in this
Black gown of bliss
No crease
Lifted from abyss
I received the kiss
Of peace
A stem sprouts leaves two
Holding cute bud new
Grows free
Unfurls charming hue
Makes a flower blue
Blooms glee
Unframed scene sticks to
Pleased plant, shines with dew
Silky.
Bridge the two banks see
Standing on strong knee
Crossbow
Structure so crafty
Makes closeness lovely
Somehow
Bonding seems to be
River’s sole trustee
To show.
Longing two hearts grow
Desires in spate flow
Find clue
To bloom life nouveau
Paired love’s floral glow
Debut
Dear link two lives know
Living brings rainbow
In view.
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March 18, 2023
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Romeo Please Find Juliet-Virelai
I wish for a mate
That draws a line straight
One wish
A nice man sounds great
One that pulls his weight
Let's swish
Let's have a first date
See what's on our plate
And dish
If our moons shine bright
And our tides are right
See me
Basking in the light
Waiting for my knight
With glee
If our hearts are quite
Let cupid take flight
And spree
If this love note's read
Like butter to bread
Let's toast
Take my hand and lead
Let's be two and wed
Upmost
And spread forth our seed
And blossom and spread
The most
3/18/23
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With gentle showers
He feeds the flowers
With grace
His spirit devours
Sorrows, dread cowers
We face
Darkness with powers
Found in His towers
His place
We cannot replace
His perfect embrace
We praise
Coming face to face
With love that’s the base
He weighs
Every last disgrace
So hearts can showcase
Always
Splendor to amaze
Spirits all ablaze
Unseen
He’s the One who pays
For our sinful ways
Between
Hope and faith we gaze
He never delays
Serene
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March 18, 2023
What’s this song I hear
Its lyrics so clear
Haunting
My heart does appear
To jump out its sphere
Flitting.
It’s a tune that’s dear
Long ago, not here,
Taunting.
Please stop its playing
And end this longing
For her
She was my darling
Gone without warning
After
Her face a painting
Her love now fading
Never.
Oh, cure this fever
Help me recover
From fear
That I’ll forever
Be in her power
Adhere
If I can’t have her
To die I’d rather
The bier.
March 18, 2023
Just a little tyke
When on the hearth~strike
Then blaze
Warmth flowed throughout like
Happiness 'pon trike
Young days
When you were godlike
I'd feel dreamlike
A phase
Let me paraphrase
It's not hollandaise
Just dreams
Down by waterways
Where God I could praise
Fish teem
As 'pon stream I gaze
Large bream dreams always
Sea bream
No_ hatchlings that gleam
And bring forth moonbeams
That strike
'Pon the eyes_pipe dreams
Whipped and fluffed upstream
A seiche
Dreams come true it seems
Strike brought fire agleam
In Pike
Written: 03/17/2023
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Pike..A county in Georgia in which we once lived.
Strike: Daddy would strike the match on the hearth to start a fire. Some fish when they bite do what is called a strike.
Seiche: a disturbance of the water caused usually by atmospheric pressure change.
Apparently, there are sea bream as well as freshwater bream. I am sure the sea bream are much bigger but those tiny bait fish I was catching looked like sea bream to me at my young age.
Checked with how many syllables
Felt under my heel
A banana peel
I slip
Loudly now I squeal
Like a clapping seal
I flip
A mid air cartwheel
Now terror I feel
I yip!
Need to get a grip
Sweat beads off me drip
Oh boy.
I bend at the hip
My feet now I grip
No joy
I brace, bite my lip
And land from this trip
Not coy
Was this evil ploy?
A cartoon decoy?
With zeal!
A plan I employ
Litterbug, destroy!
Big deal…
Calm down from annoy
And had a Rob Roy
Surreal.
March 16, 2023
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