by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
children, cousin, family, fun,
Cousin Time
So happy is a home where cousins meet;
their smiles and laughter make us feel upbeat,
while aunts and uncles know that life's complete
to watch their children share their love so sweet.
Like brothers, sisters, cousins are so neat;
they play for hours and later they retreat
to their own homes, but know they will repeat
that special time again when cousins meet.
Sandra M. Haight
~5th Place~
Contest: Personal Memories Monorhyme II
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Photo #2, My Niece, and Nephews
Judged: 06/16/2018
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
love, thanks, thanksgiving, thanksgiving day,
Thanksgiving Day Prayer
Today, dear Lord, we gather here
In fellowship and love,
Mindful of the wondrous gifts
That come from thee above.
For this feast, we thank thee, Lord…
For health, that here abounds…
For love, that fills and warms our hearts…
For children’s happy sounds.
For shelter of our cozy homes
For freedom of this land
For right to live the life we choose
For nature’s bounty, grand.
These blessings you bestow on us
Outshine all want and strife.
We thank thee, Lord for this day,
We thank thee, Lord, for life.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Thanksgiving
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Judged: 11/19/2016
by john freeman |
Categories:
nature, autumn,
Leaves are beauty of the Master’s touch
…beds of leaves for homes of squirrels and such
Bunched by opossum in the hollow of an old oak log
…arranged in a thicket by a caring mother hog
They wave to a lonesome soul in the summer breeze
…nature’s devise of cozy blanket in winter’s freeze
And you ask me if I love leaves and trees
…provides great shades for summer’s picnics, ”Leaves”
Leaves have butterfly flight, floating gracefully about
…catching sun’s rays bobbing multi colored with clout
Golden, russet and burnt orange of autumn equinox
…Beautiful LEAVES!, Thank God for nature’s clocks.
In Honor of Carol Brown
And Contest:
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
angst, love, peace
Non-Toxic Love
Pecking order glances
Destroys friendship chances
Dissolves love, annuls romances.
Surviving smart as a fox…
Smooths that road of hard knocks…
So step out of the box.
Live above mental kicks.
Care, without verbal pricks,
Strengthen homes made of sticks.
Avoid hot gossiping lips
Prevent ill judger's grips.
Watch the evil one do flips.
Find peace with the white dove.
Be sheltered by God above.
Receive His gift… non-toxic love.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 22, 2010
Poetic form: Rhyme
by Dalton Ogletree |
Categories:
creation, imagination, perspective, poetry, rap, word play, writing,
10/9/17
More houses
More boundless
More guns
More funds
More drugs
More plugs
More liquor
More, get the picture?
More logic
More and more profit
More of that
More A.S.A.P.
More gas
More cash
More in my glass
More before I pass
More wax
More racks
More in my cup
More of that stuff
More tabs
More dabs
More jars
More cars
More bars
More decks of cards
More yards
More of living large
More of taking charge
More paths being carved
More firearms
More tools
More jewels
More shoes
More booze
More clothes
More homes
More love
More of all of the above
by William Greco |
Categories:
lost love, memory, relationship,
One day we carved into some tree
the initials of our names
and let it bloom like our love
which gradually withered away.
And the tree with that carved letters
fell down for the needs of others
and it was cut to decks.
And they were made into a chest
or a chair
or a bed
or a shelf.
And even if it’s just a memory now
there’s still something inside us
that starts to flicker from time to time.
And we probably have the same chest
or a chair
or a bed
or a shelf
at our homes somewhere.
_____________________________________________
Inspired by wonderful writings of Richard Brautigan; may he rest in peace.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
tree,
I was loving the sun,
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth
Because I was being picked today
It is always a relief to a calabash
When the pickers arrive
I heard laughter and stood a bit taller
Glad I could see farther than bushes
But no one showed, so I knew
It was not the pickers.
I sat back and enjoyed the
love of the sun a little longer,
excited the gourds would be going to new homes
today, knowing they would love
being bird houses and decorations
Feeling sad for the ones who
would be turned into tobacco pipes
They are all my children,
I want them all to
breathe and enjoy
the sun...
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
family, women,
Women in my family
are very strong will women.
They came into the fullness of their grace
from their partnership with God and spiritual belief.
Their homes always filled with a great deal of hugs and kisses,
and space to raise each angel with frayed wings.
Women in my family,
their hearts always compassionate,
listening, and understanding without judging.
The women in my family have always supplied
and endless flow of unconditional love,
trusting on the power of collaboration
with their husband, and children.
6/15/2022
Women In My Family Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
by Aysha Nuwas |
Categories:
betrayal, conflict, hope, sad,
In eastern lands, where once did roam
The winds of peace, and fields of home
Now echoes sound of bombs and gun
As war in Ukraine, is far from done
The sky once blue, now turned to gray
With smoke and dust, that won't away
And children's laughter, now replaced
By cries of pain, in this historic place
With each new day, new battles fought
As brothers clash, with brothers sought
And homes once filled, with love and grace
Now lie in ruins, in this darkened space
Oh, how we long, for peace to reign
And end this war, this endless pain
Let hearts unite, in hope and prayer
For Ukraine, for peace, and love to share.
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
love, proposal,
A friend of mine took our photo
So many years ago.
There we were sitting on a running board,
Sitting side by side,
Loving each other and promising fidelity.
We were parked in a lonely lane,
Hid from watchers as we cared not to be seen
Losing count of love as emotions thrilled.
Until sunset meant time up,
We left and returned to our homes.
Until the day I proposed
And what a wedding did we have.
by Evelyn Judy Buehler |
Categories:
christmas, fun, jesus, joy, love, magic, song,
J-Jubilation
O-Ornaments
Y-Yuletide
A-Abba
N-Nativity
D-Divinity
M-Mistletoe
A-And
G-Gingerbread
I-Incense
C-Church
A-All
T-Together
C-Caroling
H-Homes
R-Rejoicing
I-Icy
S-Streets
T-Thankfulness
M-Memorable
A-Activities
S-Santa
Written on 12/4/2022
For: Christmas Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Bobby May
by Christy Edgley |
Categories:
anxiety, betrayal, blessing, christian, god, jesus, love hurts,
Only Gods love is real
A love of a man is not real
If there is love
Man don’t know how
Coming from broken homes
Still single and alone
But ok
Another peaceful day
Another day without having to worry about a man
Wondering if he really love me
Wondering if he thinking about me
Wondering if he trust me
In Jesus I believe
I depend on God
And he loves me
To trust a man, Never
I trust God
His love is forever
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
america,
The world has turned angry.
Families have been replaced with technology.
Swiping and dinging has replaced listening and learning.
Drivers are enraged; impatient, unkind.
They plow over each other, like angry puppies
Because they must wait their turn.
Instant gratification has become the go-to now.
We want it immediately – information, food, attention.
The world has turned angry. The families are gone.
Technology has replaced love and kindness.
People spend more time in cars driving frantically
Than they spend in homes.
No one is listening to our children.
They sit in front of a tablet poking buttons
Wishing someone cared.
The world is sad.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
fire,
Houses built with love and thought gone in seconds. Poof!
Koalas who have lived in a territory for generations running
to gulp air
to find water
but alas many die any way
Trees gone. Grass blackened. Earth crying. Australia disappearing.
Hopelessness felt around the world, as we watch the inferno
Taking lives
Taking homes
Taking safety and freedom
Kangaroos and koalas falling by the thousands never to get up
Destruction devouring Australia
Destruction of houses
Destruction of millions of animals
Devastating destruction
Everything disappearing in an apocalyptic inferno.
Climate change nightmare
Climate change reality
Pray for Australia
by Ninette Carey |
Categories:
destiny, earth, love, prayer, rose, spoken word, world,
We open our homes
We open our hearts
We bring kindness
We bring knowledge
We Pray to the Heavens for Peace
You will be asked to choose
The time will come
Fear will be used as the weapon of choice
Masked with a loyalty of Religion
This day will come
Together Love can conquer all darkness
Believe in Love
Believe in Peace
Believe in Us.........
by Layla Elkoulily |
Categories:
adventure, allegory, angst, beautiful, boyfriend, brother, child, dad, daughter, death, depression, devotion, faith, father, fear, forgiveness, freedom, funeral, girl, grandfather, grandmother, growing up, happiness, hope, introspection, life, loss, love, miracle, mom, mother, mystery, places, sister, soldier, sorry, sympathy, uplifting, war, wife, woman, women,
People were
Many things.
Strange or not
People were
Different and
Odd and fun.
People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all
People were
And still are
Strange and odd.
People are
People. For
life is life.
Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from
Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move
But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.
Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.
Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.
Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.
Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.
Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.
Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.
by stanley copley |
Categories:
on work and working, on writing and words, work, pride,
The sound of the presses
While they run at high speed
The reporters and editor
Trying to fill a town's need
The feel of fresh newsprint
And the smell of the ink
Working on broken machinery
Sometimes old and extinct
Trying to meet deadlines
Proofreading as i go
A fast-paced stressful job
But it's work i love so
To see the newspaper
As it comes hot off the press
Taking pride in my printing
For in so many homes it will rest
To leave at days end
And feel pride in my chest
Now the town's got their news
I can go home, get some rest.
by Ashley Chanel |
Categories:
conflict, corruption, family, friendship, humanity, money, vanity,
Keeping up with the Joneses
Tit for tat
Caught up in competition
"You got this? I'll get that"
Let me 1up you
Everything an attack
"Whatever you do,
I have to fight back"
Destroying ourselves
Breaking up our homes
Pride over love
Ending up alone
The things that define us
Are the things that we own
The the things that we've done
And the things that we've shown
Driven by jealousy
Feeding our greed
Filled with envy
Eyes glow green
Superficial materialism
Behavior obscene
Prioritizing what we want
Above what we need
by Emily Forsman |
Categories:
cute love, fairy, garden, nature, nice,
A fairy kiss of cherished love
is frequently forgotten of,
for fairies hide in secret grounds
where no one thinks to run around.
Their elfin homes are found above
the earth on which the humans love.
The fairies frolic with the doves
on Mother Nature’s holy bounds.
A fairy kiss
is nothing like a puppy love,
for when their love is not enough
they only beg for your rebound.
The fairies make the best propounds
of worships for the feelings of
a fairy kiss.
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
america, beautiful, history, love,
~Southern Plantations~
( Tanka Duo)
Magnificent great homes
Fill'd of much history and beauty
Majestic jewels
Fill with many memories
Some so good some so bad
Sun is going down
Ancient walls show amidst oak trees
Many stand so tall
Surviving time many wars
Elegant homes exuding such grace.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2011
January.22.2017
~Author's Notes:
"The Tanka" is a classic Japanese poetry form or style that's related to the Haiku.
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
america, beautiful, history, love,
~Southern Plantations~
( Tanka Duo)
Magnificent great homes
Fill'd of much history and beauty
Majestic jewels
Fill with many memories
Some so good some so bad
Sun is going down
Ancient walls show amidt oak trees
Many stand so tall
Surviving time many wars
Elegant homes exuding such grace.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2011
November. 03.2016
~Author's Notes:
"The Tanka" is a classic Japanese poetry form or style that's related to the Haiku.
by Joyce Johnson |
Categories:
happiness, love,
Houses aren't homes unless they are full
of love in tremendous amount.
Mothers are usually the heart of the home
expressing their love extravagantly.
Such homes are not easily forgotten,
when the time comes to make your own home.
Each child takes his or her happy memories
easily along wherever the trail leads.
Traveling is easy with love and happiness.
How lucky I, that my childhood home
of love and contentment had plenty.
My mother and father had no trouble at all
expressing love to my siblings and me.
Written: February 1, 2016
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
america, beautiful, history, love,
~ Southern Plantations ~
(Tanka)
Magnificent great homes
Fill'd of history beauty
Majestic jewels
Fill with many memories
Some so good some so bad
~0~
Sun is going down
Ancient walls show amidt oak trees
Many stand so tall
Surviving time many wars
Elegant homes exuding such grace
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2011
September.18.2018
-'Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.'
- Mark Twain -
~Author's Notes:
Tanka is a Japanese poetry form or style.
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
america, beautiful, history, love,
~Southern Plantations~
( Double Tanka)
Magnificent great homes
Fill'd of much history and beauty
Majestic jewels
Fill with many memories
Some so good some so bad
Sun is going down
Ancient walls show amidt oak trees
Many stand so tall
Surviving time many wars
Elegant homes exuding such grace.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2011
August. 25.2016
~Author's Notes:
"The Tanka" is a classic Japanese poetry form or style related to the Haiku.
by Robert Pettit |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend, love, places, heart, heart,
My heart runs faster than elevated trains passing by.
It is all because this Spanish sweetheart has caught my eye.
As I walk past the rows of homes in Lower Kensington,
an attractive Hispanic girl has snared my attention.
With olive skin, and long hair as dark as a raven’s wing,
this sweet Chiquita is getting my heart ready to sing.
“A rose is growing in Spanish Harlem”, says Ben E. King.
However, I will stay in Philly to pursue this thing.
I know attractive women are found in a plethora.
There are so many to see here in Philadelphia.
This doll I have just found is now number one on my list.
She looks so sweet. I wonder if she has ever been kissed?