When Persephone returns in May
to gladly blossom earth
with her devotion,
see me as you gaze up
at night’s bright sky; I am Virgo.
Within the cluster of
my vast celestial constellation,
I am the blue-white heat of Spica,
scintillating my desire
deeply into moonglade.
High in the velvet of space,
A maiden wears a starry crown.
She glides with a faint, slow pace,
And beams her silver light down.
No gloom can touch her clear soul,
As night holds her in its deep.
Her spirit stays calm and whole,
While she eyes the world fall asleep.
.
i already know
they're scream'en
constantly
repeatedly pray mine
bite
be it's
daddio unk
bruthuh
30-30 winchester
buck
<]')
.
let's frank
be
no
jamez will do
edvard
there'z thuh lucky
chance
az thuh
find'n
4leaf clover
that you score
one
unless king solomon
you're
or edvard (oh stop)
')>
Power Of Virgin Snow
Teardrops gently flow in a scene painted on
canvas in my dream
Mourning the fate of once iridescent leaves
buried beneath a stream
Intent on banishing loneliness while hoping
good old Earth could bestow
In this wilderness revitalizing a forlorn spirit
the mystical power of virgin snow
9/7/2025
Aboard Vision of the Seas
ON MARY’S MERRY DAY
Let’s be in love’s flow,
Mart’s birthing water’s gift:
God, in Jesus Christ:-
Let’s enjoy the merry day!
Giving and enjoying love:-
Blessed be Mary!
Merrily birthing our God’s
Divine Supreme Love:-
Let’s have a Merry Christmas:
Sharing gifted love supreme:-
Merry Christmas, Love;
Child of the Holy Spirit
Of God, and Mary:
Collectively—with Joseph—
Supreme service, clarified:-
by Russ Dodson (c) 1968. 2025
I've never had a unicorn
because I couldn't catch one
and I know no virgin maid
whom I could send to fetch one
May is the month of Mary
May is the month of love
May is the month of all flowers
May is the month of all Mothers.
Let's celebrate all Mothers
Those who are poor and are living in huts
Those who are rich with fake eyelids
Those who are small with high heels
Those who are lofty in a giant pair of trousers
Those who are educated, stylish and sophisticated
Those who live sadly in the street corners
Those who worship the Virgin Mary
Those who mourn, pray and smile.
May is the month of Mary
May is the month of love
May is the month of Mothers
May is the month of all flowers.
Let's celebrate All Moms
Those who bathe in the pond of misery
Those who wander hopelessly the streets
Those who are discouraged and disappointed
Those who toil every day
Those who practice love
Those who need to be rescued
Those who mimic the styles of Mary
Those who kneel, sing and laugh.
May is the month of Mary
May is the month of love
May is the month of all Moms
May is the month of the all mums.
Copyright © May,2016 Logerie Hébert, All rights reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
SEBASTIAN HOW YOU SANG
IN ME RAISING THE HARMONIC
AQUSTIC SOUNDS ABOVE THE
TEAL WATERS OF WHITE SAND
THE SYMPHONY STORMED ACROSS
THE SEA WITH OUR INFAMOUS
MELODY CREATING A PERCESSION
OF DANCE TRIGGERED BY THE
SOFTNESS OF YOUR TOUCH MY
KINGS ARRIVED DETROYING THE
HARSHNESS THAT BESTOWED A
TIMING OF MURDER THE MOMENT
WE ARRIVED BACK HOME SAFE
ON THE ISLAND OF WARMTH
HOW I SURVIVED MY OWN
ASSASSINATION OVER MY
BEING AN FNI INFORMANTS
THESE KILLERS ARRIVED
OBSESSED WITH MY AMERICAN
POETRY JAMAICAN
FEMALE DRUG SMUGGLERS
TONI JAY TOWANDA SHAINA
ALIANA RASTA ANDREW
8-14-2003
From darkness rose
the light of time
Reborn each day
from Eastern climes
In shadows wake
our future’s swim
Cross lakes of fire
toward Adam’s hymn
Repeat, repeat
new endings start
Redemption flames
with nature’s spark
As echoes answer
in voices new
Virgin mornings
— bid night adieu
(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
Deep in the forest
of a wanton tomorrow
two virgins sullied forth
One but a temptress
from loves inquisition
the other devil sourced
Together they exit
where fear is incepted
to course on different paths
One a diversion
distracting our vision
— the other Queen of Wrath
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
I am a virgin, I have never been touched by a man since I was created.
I have never known a man, I have never been logged, my features still remain intact.
I am a rainforest based in the Amazon basin of Brazil.
No logger has touched my growth, they come and go naturally
Life cycle turning full circle.
I am a virgin, I have never been logged by a logger.
I am a rainforest based in the Amazon basin of Brazil.
.
i heard no
Pop
Rip
Tare
Nope
Just
“mmph”
And
“don’t stop”
,)
"Let us bear Wisdom
The fallen maiden of light
Her feet shall not touch shadows"
"Let the light flow down
To crown the virgin of light
Guide wisdom in this chaos"
This is based on the spiritual account from the Pistis Sophia Chapter 66.
A serpent poured soothing wisdom into Eve’s ear
For her to eat gnosis fruit for unborn Seth
So its seeds were entombed in her soul without fear
This gnosis remained unborn and without breath
Christ himself, the Word, flew into Mary’s ear
So breath and life itself entered her sleeping womb
To become the awakened babe, so now hear
The flower of gnosis singing out of the tomb
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.