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We two were lovers, the Sea and I;
We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky.
And all through the riotous ardent weather
How often do I wish I were
What people call a character;
A ripe and cherubic old chappie
Who lives to make his fellows happy;
Handsome man ponder at my masculine size.
I'm not huge or toned to appeal to the judges eyes,
but when I begin to tell them
they think I'm telling lies.
For my poems, my friend Valsa George has a hunger.
She’s over fifty, but, compared to me, she is younger.
She suggested I write about ‘the advantages of being old’.
It’s a challenge, but, Valsa, on this idea you have sold......
On that dark night when I was not able to sleep
When I wanted to escape from this earth
to a different galaxy.. I flew high and landed in this galaxy of poetry
Where I am happy and more satisfied than ever before
My jolly fat host with your face all a-grin,
Come, open the door to us, let us come in.
A score of stout fellows who think it no sin
The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore,
rouses from the mare's-nest of his drowsy head
propped on The Meaning of Meaning.
He catwalks down our corridor.
Take up the White man's burden --
Send forth the best ye breed --
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
Wonder winged luminous in my eyes.
Elegance sheer I perceive and prize
On a flower who plays the sun of skies.
Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought
countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send
hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs
and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall,
"Most Women have no Characters at all."
Matter too soft a lasting mark to bear,
And best distinguish'd by black, brown, or fair.
What is in life, so great?
Hard times arrive to hurt
I am the redeemer
I will search your soul
to look for all you've given
and seek for all you hold
'Tis eight o'clock,--a clear March night,
The moon is up,--the sky is blue,
The owlet, in the moonlight air,
Shouts from nobody knows where;
We laugh at the same funny things,
Our quick sense of humour just springs
From being together,
Whatever the weather,
He that cannot choose but love,
And strives against it still,
Never shall my fancy move,
For he loves 'gainst his will;
Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another.
And which of the gods was it that set them on to quarrel? It was the son of Jove and Leto; for he was angry with the king and sent a pestilence upon the host to plague the people, because the son of Atreus had dishonoured Chryses his priest. Now Chryses had come to the ships of the Achaeans to free his daughter, and had brought with him a great ransom: moreover he bore in his hand the sceptre of Apollo wreathed with a suppliant's wreath and he besought the Achaeans, but most of all the two sons of Atreus, who were their chiefs.
Kanav Justa suggested I share my pizza with PoemHunter friends,
but I’ve found, when trying to send real pizza, my wife’s computer bends.
So you PoemHunter friends will have to settle for.... slices of my thoughts.
You’ll have to settle for “Poetic Pizza” Pieces my mind and pen have wrought.
The entry for the contest by Poet Jayne Louise Davis was posted on the 21st January, as PoemHunter records show. Within the deadline fixed by Kim. Though, we were able to detect it only now. So, I take it as eligible entry. I searched for it through the last night. Except for the comments by Kim and Belle, I wouldn't have found it. Thanks to all. Thus there are five entries: that of
1) Kim Barney
2) Cowboy Ron Williams
3) Bri Edwards
My good sister, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you skip, walk and think,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the writing ink.
We can know all things, change world and men but not destiny;
It is the greatest suspense all have to bite teeth and bear till end;
When and how our end will come, we don't know like next status;
Now one's status may be good or bad, but next status God knows!
Smile, humour and laughter prevail where love and truth rule and guide family and friends;
Friends are they only as there is no difference between elders and youngsters in their circle;
Circle of jolly and good people with bright smiling faces are fresh flowers there only all can see;
See such a group of good people there only of all groups one can happen to move with!
Laughter got out of humour makes all happy to enjoy fun in life;
That makes all healthy and free in heart, mind and soul in world;
Smile starts friendship, humour kindles laughter to unite in peace;
Unity, love and peace flourish by laughter produced by humour!
Due to civilization no one can live without money in the modern world;
Prices and taxes have increased and Corona has collapsed world economy;
Many are committing suicides everyday unable to overcome debt problem;
When survival itself is impossible, who can love who to live life in the world?
Characters in romantic life are flamboyant and half-hand to take any challenge;
With no learning and training they take up any task and do their level best;
In this respect, the characters of The Pickwick Papers novel by Charles Dickens
I cannot forget ever and feel humour quite enjoyable in life in the world sure!
Smile is the mark of a gentleman in all walks of life in the world sure;
Gentle smile of a lady kindles love in all to favour her in any field ever;
Smile, laughter and humour is certain in the atmosphere of good community;
Humour produces smiles and laughter to foster healthy relationship sure!
Humour playing main role in love all befriend all ever
With smile and laughter engulfing society enjoy life;
Lack of such an atmosphere never allows love and peace
But only hatred, enmity, rivalry, violence and wars!
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