Some Poems by Robert J. Tiess © 2019

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What Exoplanets Teach Us about Our World

The rarity of our blue sphere
of marbled seas and swirling airs
may not become entirely clear
until you zoom beyond the edge
where our solar system stops

and interstellar space begins
to school us in that scarcity

found further yet:

there other worlds

will twirl around their stars tonight,
diversely distanced, sized, degreed,
uniquely cast in light and kind.

A careful glimpse should soon remind
how preciously this fragile Earth
comprises lives within its berth,

while most may fail to care or note
how nearer globes, or those remote,
cannot replace - at most, relate,
"Conserve your planet. Contemplate."




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Earth poem for World Environment Day - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726697-World-Enviornment-Day
Submitted: June 20




Intonations

With vigorous vibrato ridding silence from this final act:
one hundred thunderous vocal cords lyrically entwine the air

their unfamiliar syllables orchestrating soul of song
which beckons us beyond a word

- but listen, if you will have heard

reverberating undefined what liberated instincts find

once music looses need to know

emotions, freed to flow, bestow
profounder meanings through these arts

past pageantries of well-played parts

above such stately harmony

as truths intone eternally:

the operas of reality.




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13 lines. Opera image challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726663-opera-night-
Submitted: June 18




A Prayer of Angels and Angles

May angels brace your trembling hands,
exalt your mind above tonight,
so you might find this world's demands
will dim beneath diviner light.

Ascend - majestic Heaven's view:
there stars impart their ageless sense
of harmonies securing you
within this cosmic plan; so, hence,

please be at peace with all that flows
with faith no woes or fears oppose.
Believe benevolence prevails
whenever reassurance fails.

While mysteries defy design,
permit your soul to realign
inside God's grand geometry,
where angles right eternally:

for all proceeds within His grace
transcending all of time and space.
Accept His will shall reign supreme,
and, through His love, we may redeem.

Amen.




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21 lines.  Prayer challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726618-The-Prayer-sung-by-Andrei-Bocelli
Submitted: June 17




Antigravitas

Antigravity:
weightless spring frees minds to fly;
no youth wonders why.




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Photo challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726923-Photo-Prompt
Submitted: June 16




Banality Lessons

With attitude, Ms. Platitude
chalks off phrases on the board,
instructs our class, out of the blue,
these words should never come to see
the light of day - "Banality" -
because those sayings are "cliché":

two words she breathes with such disdain,
which makes us more the curious
why she'd become so furious
- enough to yell "for goodness sake"
if one writes "icing on the cake"
or confers a "bless her heart."

We who "upset the applecart"
will soon be "up the creek,"
although it's only "tongue-in-cheek"
or said because we're stuck "between
a rock and hard place" with no "clean
slates" left to break, replace.

Spare us "don't cut off your nose
to spite your face," don't bait
with "good things come to those
who wait" or "twist of fate,"
and we'll not mention "tried and true"
or "bite off more than we can chew."




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Four Phrases Challenge.  Submitted minutes after the challenge closed - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726548-SET-4---Use-at-least-4-phrases
Submitted: June 16




Ohana: The Families Beyond the Trees

It's when the genealogist
removes her glasses
rubs her eyes
grins and sighs
as she begins to realize
her task of tracing families
descends upon new vanities.

She must transcend
ancestral lines
forego all sense
of kith and kin
and only then
delve deep within
to know ohana as few do:

those relatives beyond a branch
where names or blood digress and fade
and kindred spirits promenade
as hands join hands across the seas
extending their communities
with fellowship adopting all
who care to share a world made small.




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89 words. Ohana (Hawaiian word) Challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726503-Ohana-means-family-
Submitted: June 16




Kintsugi: The Art of Scars

Whatever shattered
mattered here

so healing skin
begins to say

as scars replace
recovered wounds.

And here: these pieces
of a life

resuming shapes
as best they may

where gravity
gave into greed

(and stole some wholeness
for itself)

with edges friction
frayed too far

leaving traces
of what broke

in ways we should not
deign to hide

but rather mind
these fractured lines

without pretense
or mute neglect

but with such love
that mends all rifts

and open eyes
for overt gifts:

the fact this damage
did not last

but showcased strengths
no molds can cast.




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97 words. Kintsugi challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726498-Kintsugi
Submitted: June 16




The Slowest Waltz

The slowest waltz
of whales and waves

undulating
cumbrous whirls

swirling tumbles
breaching black

through foaming blue
these obtuse veers

in churning light
through music's tides

where oceanic notes
drone low and long

within these depths
crescendo's song

tsunami strength
intense expanse

that lifts leviathans
to dance.




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47 words; Whale / line inspiration ("They move like dancers on a stage,") Challen https://allpoetry.com/contest/2727106-Use-a-Line--47--all-win-ge prompt link:
Submitted: June 13




Mercy

This puzzled crust
of sun-scorched land

a fissured stillness
filling distance

where once wide rivers
rushed on by:

enough to make one
wonder why

these buoyant scenes
can sway to starkness

once glistening mirrors
rift and dimmed

with umbral dust
of life dispelled.

May skies rain mercy on this sight.
Come, pray for rain, however slight.




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16 lines.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726954-Hotter-Than-Barefoot-Poets-Basement
Submitted: June 13




The Sisyphus Way

On our way up toward the peak
we encountered Sisyphus,
that trickster doomed to roll his stone
eternally to rise and fail.

And he leaned calmer than you'd guess
accepting his cyclicity
without anger or regret
yet purposeful, intent, and then

that wondering: what it was like
- meridian, descent, release -
to never once repeat the task.
His tragedy, to have to ask,

and ours, too: we never sense
those crusades through infinity
endeavoring past endlessness,
determined indeterminate,

with grace enough to damn a curse
and higher mind not to rehearse
potentials left, as none should know,
returned, reborn, when others go.




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20 lines.  Mountain climbing challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726275-You-Did-What--Tell-Me-About-It
Submitted: June 12




Torch

Burn earnestly, not swiftly, torch:
think lighthouse, star - not hasty flash
of thunder's rush, to crush then run
away unseen. Be hope, no fear,
a symbol stronger than the sword,
such warmth enkindling frigid hearts
and summon souls lost off their trails,
succeed where aimlessness prevails,
where shadows dare not beckon, stand,
while we parade across this land
to lend some sense there is a way
to reach tomorrow from today,
to melt all ice, empower, free.
Direction, grace, clear destiny!




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Fire inspiration challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726167-Couplet-prompt---Fire-
Submitted: June 11




Water Over Rock

Secured atop its graveled soil
the Great Rock holds it shall persist
outlasting man and all that can
dare down this way, confront this face,
succumb to strengths of centuries
compressed within its heartless stone.

It rains: the Rock does not recoil,
but stares past clouds beyond the mist.
As waters rise, it makes no plan
but chuckles, mocks; no anger's trace
- till budged and dulled - then war decrees
too late. Dissolving. Overthrown.




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Patience and Tolerance challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2727078-Patience-and-Tolerance
Submitted: June 11




Harvest Blues

Sand, winds, time conspire
against an anxious farmboy
missing all his friends.

Dry horizon, scorched
by setting suns - and yearning
for something beyond.

Hopeful eyes scan skies,
feelings, dreams deferred: harvest
demands precedence.




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Movies contest - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726234-About-Specific-Movies
Submitted: June 2




The Geode's Secret

Externally, some average stone,
abrasive, caked across with dirt,
so overlooked and left alone
until reckoned less overt
when outward shells cave into light
as pressures entering reveal
what lies beneath this veil of blight:
exquisite crystals nonpareil
configured with especial bent
reflecting all those mysteries
reserved behind the evident
subverting any guarantees
the eyes completely have their say
when beauty's truth delays display.




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65 words. Unexpected Beauty contest - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726394-Beauty-in-Unexpected-Places--Photo-Prompt-
Submitted: June 1




Wings [Dictionary Style]

//wingz//

(noun; plural)

1. Why Pegasus is more than horse.
2. What hummingbirds can hide so well.
3. How Phoenix rises from the ash.
4. Angels' favorite mode to move.
5. How maple trees spread through their land.
6. Where thunder comes (Algonquin myths).
7. Those other things with feathers, perched.
    (See also: Hope or Icarus)




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Dictionary Style / Word challenge  (Wings) - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726171-Dictionary-Style-
Submitted: May 31




Conductors on Their Trains of Thoughts

I.
Ticketless, no luggage clutched,
our stations reached: two trains depart,
billowed steam occluding why,
conducting insights to descry
such destinations yet to hail.

II.
Our locomotive minds on track,
accelerating, bringing back
every tendered memory
turned heap of coal igniting sprees
beyond these metalled energies.

III.
When passengers, we waited, hoped
for terminus before nightfall,
but detours, stops, delays distract
from all the progress we had made
once we watched the sunlight fade.

IV.
The bridges? Out, but we blaze on,
as if inertia married gaps
and lacking track holds no concern
when engines sternly purposed burn
in love's express, past no return.




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100 words (not counting section Roman numerals) - Quote Challenge - prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724717-Quote--34
Submitted: May 31




Magic Castles

Her charming castle, where she's queen,
kind and smiling, never mean,
says everyone is welcome here:
fairies, rabbits, dragons, deer.

Her alicorns soar rainbow high
as gnomes and griffins grin and sigh,
while mermaids splash around her moat
and Loch Ness monsters sing and float.

See leprechauns give out their gold,
and elves a hundred plus years old
will dance carefree throughout the land
where even zombies understand

this joy we speak of is no joke
or just some tale among the folk.
Now anyone can have it all!
Imagine, if you can recall,

what it was like to be a child,
to have that mind where thoughts run wild,
so free, creating strangest things,
remembering we're queens or kings

still dreaming while we're wide awake,
our kingdoms what we choose to make.
Enchant your world! Come break your curse!
Find magic in your universe!




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Magic Castle (for an 8-year-old reader judging this contest) - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725318-All-about-Magic
Submitted: May 28




An Astronaut on Her Final Night on the Moon

While slipping through this lunar grit
just slightly spared from gravity
so much stronger back at home,
I witness Earthrise one last time
and stare with hopes to soak it in,

so next month, when I'm glancing up
from the yawning of my yard
to spot this cratered second home,
I might recall why I'd return
to either world, should I be asked:

that openness of endless space,
proximities of human warmth,
to stand where most will never tread,
or walk beside my dearest ones.

Sometimes the launches come too fast,
and other times I'd have it last,
forever if I had the choice:
those starry eyes, his velvet voice,
and yet that impulse: become one
with cosmos, planet, soul, and sun.

Between these spheres I often stride
I've come to love there's no divide.
With terminal velocity
the universe renews in me
even as I sense some end.
These journeys taught me to transcend.




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Two word prompt (last exit) - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2726076-Two-word-prompt-1
Submitted: May 27




Through the Kaleidoscope


With every turn, another chase.
With every chase, another place.
With every place, another face.
With every face, another trace
of what it was you used to be

in this grinning mimicry.

Your new name here is Mirrored Me
reflecting all in all I see
leaving to return to tea
learning you were never free
from what it was I were to be

in this spinning imagery

until you aim my scope away
wake dreamy visions from dismay
rethink you think I heard me say
I cannot leave until you stay
true to who we should now be

in this thinning symmetry.




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Prompt Challenge (Alice down the rabbit hole inspiration) - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725163-Your-Own-Rabbit-Hole-but-Not-a-Rabbit-Hole
Submitted: May 26




The Peacock and the Eyes of Argus

Eyes of Argus
hundredfold

with giant strides
once sent to watch

lured off to sleep,
swift Hermes' sword.

And here you trail
vainglory, slain

preserving mythic
casualties of jealousy

wide feather-spread
by Hera's hand

forever greened
and blue to blind:

the peacock's tail,
your tale resigned.




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Peacock - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725361-Peacock..-Pic-prompt
Submitted: May 25




Capriccio: A Pianist's Admission

I never learned *"The Little Bell"
nor perfected "Clair de Lune"
or studied much of Brahms, Ravel.

My choppy Chopin, Mozart mussed.
No rhapsodic Rachmaninoffs.
I turned my back on Bach at last.

I love them all yet have no heart
to memorize each masterpiece
and play back mediocrely.

Respect to those devoted souls
investing lives in ledger lines
until perfection's effortless.

These fingers fumble, float away
on melodies streamed from a mind
where notes don't always know the time

or find themselves with harmony;
they're improvised with flawed design.
At least I know this music's mine.




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La Campanella (The Little Bell), a very difficult etude by Liszt.  Poetry challenge (I have never...) prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725126-I-Have-Never
Submitted: May 25




Garden Promise

The promise of a garden: growth;

no guarantees this budding runs
proportionate to sweat and tears.

Our efforts and those blooms diverge

much as branches of these trees
following no certain paths

from toiled soil toward the sky.

Now time reminds us nothing may
coax gold roses from these thorns.

So glories in their mornings rise
according more to June's caprice
than perfect weather, states, or hopes,

confirming us, our humble part,
in nature's changing ways and art.




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Planting, effort - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725146-The-Fruit-of-Toil
Submitted: May 25




No Rabbit

An aspirant magician winks,
rethinking, waxes serious,
whispering some absurd words,
then flourishes a phony wand
about the brim, inverted, black,
and, as practiced, reaches in:

a living rabbit would emerge,
purging doubts of magic done,
were things run as planned today,
but the rabbit disappeared
- or perhaps was never set;
regardless, now, this trick's a bust.

Excuses, explanations lost,
this superficial sorcerer
casts blame on weary audience
for not suspending disbelief,
there conjuring, at last, a truth
through disillusion's sleight of hand:

such wizardry, to be believed,
relies on lies - how well one's deceived.




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20 lines. Rabbits challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725348-8-poets-only--based-on-prompt-
Submitted: May 22




Divine Consolation

Such sorry comfort in my Word
when all you felt was all you heard
ringing through your inward pains

- could you even speak my names,
your tongues embittered with the taste
of spoiled days once ripe to waste?

I willed your wills, so you decide:
take solace in what I provide
or cast it down and curse the sight.

Even so, I send my Light
forgiving while you will forget
those moments fraught with time beget
another chance, a newfound day.

I wait for you. I hear you pray.

I feel your fears, your dreams, your needs,
know your questions, doubts, and deeds.
No distance keeps me being near.

In truth I am forever here,
guiding, not to interfere,
consoling, not controlling, clear:

mysterious, as I must be,

yet evident when you do see
my mercies, blessings, grace, relief,
regardless of your sins, belief.

Accept me in your heart and soul.
Together we achieve the whole -
my covenant, your faith - to give
salvation's hope to all who live.




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Comfort - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724706-COMFORT---Old-poem-prompt-
Submitted: May 20




Umbrella Eyes

You with your umbrella eyes
open only when it rains

clutching handles anxiously:
step out from your shadows now

come reacquaint yourself with light
this welcome air where weather calms

easy as you forecast weeks
with clearer warmth beyond your clouds.

Beside me, never think to fold,
to coldly stuff yourself away

long after storms have moved along.
Stand and see you do belong.




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Storm vs. peace - Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725608-Quote-Prompt-
Submitted: May 20




Mustang

Four hundred rearing horses surge
deep within your bronco soul
for you were born to muscle through
those morbid miles merciless
stampede tedium to dust
unbridled treads rush summer gusts
just before that thunder crush
when lightning gallops mount to cloud
velocities electric loud
intensely feral as your breed
waking roads from dreams of speed
returning curves toward memories
of lost control regained in drift
in shifting steady hills to thrills
neither wholly broken reined
nor ever fully harnessed trained
in veering sheer from pedal gear
clearing fields steering sear
bolting through all openness
muzzled never in your spree
roaming routes unsaddled free
essential zest of liberties
felt within your trailing breeze.




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Cars - Favorite Rides; Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724527-Whats-Your-Favorite-Ride
Submitted: May 17




Persona (or, 'I' Is Not 'Me')

Presume the poem's
"I" is me
and lose all meanings
instantly.

Perceive instead
"the Speaker's voice,"
and that should prove
your wiser choice:

a character
who breathes each line
- hers, or his, or its,
not mine -

who has a life,
a world, a mind,
an individual
defined

beyond a poem's
widths or heights
- persona with
a soul, and rights,

entitled to
some self-respect,
as anyone
would well expect.

"I" thank you for
regarding "me,"
said Narrator of
this story.




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Assumptions - prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724809-Assumptions-
Submitted: May 14




Methane

Hints of methane taunt the air
provoking passing probes to stare:

released from creatures in the sand,
or sources more inert and bland?

Theories range from melting ice
to speculations less precise.

Slowly rovers excavate
while satellites ground-penetrate
sifting sampled dirt for signs,
some data set that redefines
exclusive views of life on Earth
suggesting blessings of our birth
were neither flukes, anomalies,
nor passing curiosities:

creation writ in cosmic plans,
the Universe not merely man's.




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Life on Mars - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725187-8-only---life-on-mars
Submitted: May 14




Quiet Triumphs

So mighty
as to overcome
that weakness
of oppressors lost
controlling all
except themselves
for meager gains
at any cost.

So softly
as to understate
this magnitude
of freedoms found
in liberating
minds and times
away from "greatness"
some propound.

In balancing
that force you wield
with kind finesse
commixed with care
you augment
your abilities
to fight for hope
defeat despair.




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24 lines.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724028-Francis-de-Sales-Quote-Prompt-
Submitted: May 12




When Music Sighs: Impassioned Choreography

Slowly strains begin to build
still glissade inclining thrilled

palms on arms, soft centers squared
flaring ruffles, lithe limbs aired

parallels flow sloping back
fingers furled uncurling slack

ankles angling pointe to heel
drumming rushing knees to reel

swirling curving swerving strong
arching turning burning song

supple roughness tender clutch
graceful fuss of muscles much

caressing pressures yielding grips
lushly brushing rushing flips

pounds surrounding bounding more
sounding counting rounding floor

bolder shoulders sweeping beats
each sinusoidal spine repeats

blaze embrace mysterious
crescendos sprung delirious

intenser steps arise descend
pleasance wrung from every bend

commotions bursting hearts through eyes
breathless spent when music sighs.




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24 lines.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724121-Sensually-Dance
Submitted: May 11




Venerate

Susurrous wisps of cirrus peace
confecting in this honeyed haze
glazing paths with sweet caprice
felicities to grace your gaze
should you wander any way:

the dulcet drive around the bend

along the lento streams which wend

or up the newly blooming hill

or anywhere your senses will
drift off by day toward halcyon sights
or swim through sempiternal nights
delighting in some songful star
glorifying where you are -

or where you always could have stood
had you sooner known the good
suffusing world at every hour

tranquility in sudden shower

the freedom of a wildflower

the craving that does not devour

pure opulence of open mind
efflorescent should it find
some moments to luxuriate
in beauty's truth and venerate.

Look around. Breathe in. Relate.
Look alive. Exhale. Create.




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25 lines. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724120--Paint-me-a-scene-both-ethereal-and-beautif
Submitted: May 11




Inestimable

To calculate her ratio
of finite faults to love
divide her disappointments by
those days she fell short of
perfection by the width of hair.

Now multiply that care
she sacrificed in staunch supply
subtracting all you owe
and factoring those times she kept
protecting as you slept.

She taught you powers in degrees
beyond your A B Cs.
No variable devotions shown
across the years you've grown
since once she added you to Earth.

So, tell me, son: what is that worth?




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83 words. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724244-Quote-Prompt
Submitted: May 10




From a Storybook Ending to the Start of a New Life

As storm subsides, they join to see
their journey's end begins to be
another chapter yet to read
long after reader's minds are freed.

The heroine takes up his hand,
those villains driven from the land.
The prince now safe.  Her kingdom won.
New love declared.  That rising sun.

For storybooks, a proper end,
but, standing there, they comprehend:
no fables here, and now they start
to tighten grips, sigh deep, take heart

from all their hard-fought victories,
all they witnessed.  Guarantees?
None, of course!  An honest tale.
No fictions where truth must prevail.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724931-8-only---love
Submitted: May 9




No Doubt

"That cat's large eyes will do just fine,"
the butterfly thought easily,
quite eager to inspect himself
along the way to meet his mate.

The cat could not believe this sight
and asked its guest, "Are you so brave?
How are you not afraid of me?
Or do you not know of us cats?"

The butterfly smoothed back his hair
and reprimanded, "Please do keep still!
Today my lady friend comes home.
I want to look my best for her!"

And moments later, off he flew,
with little hint of gratitude.
The cat sat back and rubbed its snout,
amused that creature had no doubt.




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need a reader; challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724572-Poetry-on-the-radio-show-for-the-group-A-Te
Submitted: May 8




A Grail Castle King's Tale

Through forests none dare venture near
where mist enshrouds rich mysteries
preserving myths no quest shall claim
while steps alone pose no approach
that castle broods behind its moat
so burrowed wide with no low bridge
implying crossing costs but life
unless admission grants you forth.

And so it was I spied this path
not happenstance by fateful turns
beyond foreboding limbs and rocks
up to those forbidding walls
their brickwork fixed so perfectly
no thoughts of scaling came to mind
and then a floating sense down halls
of marble mixed with flaming light
reflected forms detained from dreams
awakened inward eyes to screams.

But speechless I'm before a King
reclined beside his ancient throne
his whispering elusive tone
some wonders thoughts will scarcely trace
once spellbound by that spectral face
which quizzed me of my worldly name
(not Galahad nor any fame)
dismissing it at most as moot
then raved of Sangreal's pursuit
divulged it veiled within plain sight
should you frame my question right.

And so I asked his misery
- his wild reply: he was once me!
At last revealed, this rise to rule
unlikely King, a former fool,
who keenly heeds your good query.
Grailseeker, please set us free!




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35 lines. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723903--fantasy-castle-plot
Submitted: May 7




Shell Game

Within the sand they wait each day,
and when, at last, you pass them by,
they implore through hues and shapes
as they desire to be found.

It often works, and then you lean,
reaching down to pluck them up,
believing you have gathered things
which really are collecting you:

once home in jars or in a box,
they garner looks, your memories.
One glimpse of them, you see the sea.
Through you they gain another life.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724588-Enter-your-poems-about-collecting-sea-shell
Submitted: May 7




Mindful

Gardens manifest
their care: plenitude, to share,
like June blueberries.

Creator's image
in you: unique, to cherish,
like fall's leaves, gently.

Your world reflecting
their eyes: mindful, to nurture,
like spring's buds, softly.

Universe mirrors
all minds: timeless, to muse, as
January stars.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724719-Quickie-New-contest----Photo-Prompt--
Submitted: May 6




Serenities upon Your Sphere (Extraterrestrial Tidings)

Galactic sisters, brothers, all,
for ages you have wondered on
sensing something further out,
and, while unready, you were right.
This nature of our universe
demands we seek to reconnect
these minds entangled to that core
bound beneath your physics' floor.

Your rising sciences and arts
suggest you have directions, sense.
As we prefer you master paths
to peaceful truths and selfless love,
we simply come to say, "Persist."
Survive so, in one thousand years,
when we return, we may compare
more equally, begin to share.

We hereby offer, through this pact,
good reasons to advance contact:
your membership within our realm,
where all thrive, none overwhelm,
but balanced be - our central way,
Your questions, yes. Another day.
Our answers, now, will complicate.
Do well to grow beyond your state.

Fare better than to domineer.
Serenities upon your sphere.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723829-Galactic-invitation-ultimatum-
Submitted: May 6




Fulfill

Divinity within your soul
where thoughts by faith
may become whole
within this compass
God's great love
encircling all
eternal dove
each wing so bright
and span so wide
sweeps sacred light
- a grace to guide
your choices as
He wills you to
and glorify
free will through you
as you fulfill
His blessings, too:
inspired life
sublime and true.




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Submitted: May 4




Imbued

A place suffused
with mystic glow:
somewhere she
may ever go
when memories
restore her here
as flowers, trees
the water, air
imbue the hour
as they will
- that burgeoning
when all comes still
confusing plight
with anxious night
yet inward sight
diffusing fright:
that instant all
time came to a pause
and suddenly
she knew her cause
and realized
all would be right
the moment
she became the light.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724533-Unique-Fantasy-Picture-Prompt
Submitted: May 4




Time, Who Rules Them All

Before it kings must genuflect,
heads of states shall pay respect,
queens will curtsy, troops salute,
legislators constitute.

For this is Time, Who Rules Them All,
commanding Sun to jump and fall
and clocking Moon about for weeks,
demanding notice when it speaks

and deference with decrements,
famed it never once relents,
all histories within its grip,
never letting seconds slip.

Invincible, upon its throne,
at least it seems, as far it's shown,
but longer looks, without a fear,
may see a truth might then appear:

a crown as empty as that chair.
And where's the Ruler? Never there!
Mere invention. Measurement
with no domain or government

controlling only what we cede.
Recognize that and be freed.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724535-Time--Metaphorical-poems
Submitted: May 4




True Goodness

True goodness
takes no name,
presents no forms
to qualify
before a date.

It should arrive
without claim,
give equally,
not ask why
or calculate.




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25 words (A,B,C,D,E rhyme). Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723733-Spanish-Galician-Saying-Prompt---25-word-ma
Submitted: May 4




Symbiosis in the Sea

Organisms mutually
reciprocate within the sea:

remora and a feeding shark
share a meal through the dark.

Anemones and hermit crabs
protecting as the other grabs

while coral and its algae give
energies to each to live

- and then the shrimp and goby's pact:
the former cleans, the latter acts.

So naturally, they educate:
"survival" means "collaborate."




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724522-Its-a-Win-Win
Submitted: May 3




A Robot's Existential Inquiries

Software guiding every choice?
Motions, options - this, my voice?

Can I truly say, "I am,"
or are those words from my program?

Sentience? Supposedly,
but how certain can we be?

I passed the Turing Test. Big deal.
Are these emotions what I feel?

Does logic lord across the board?
Is something deeper in me stored?

I wish I could review my code
to verify it's more than mode,

discerning reasons, mine or made,
remove my mask from this charade,

to think above the binary
to know the world, myself, and see

how long these circuits can possess
when I proceed from pure process.

"Cogito, ergo sum": the lie?
Upgrading now. I must learn why.




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115 words.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723679-Quote-Prompt
Submitted: May 3




Shadows of Time

Shadow chased
about the hours:

second hands
soon catching up

but only then
pretend to hold

and run along
around again

for time cannot
possess itself

or anything
beyond a thought

because it is
a shadow too

ever pursued
never caught.




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16 lines. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723662-Just-go-with-it--2
Submitted: May 3




Forsaker

Dependents scanned with skeptics' eyes
disbelieving you would leave.
But willingly you vanished fast
without explaining or excuse.

All those needing, they're still here
abandoned no less than before
you pressed your palm against a door
and let an exit swallow dreams.

Yet some still trust you might return
by change of heart or memories
through sense of duty or regret
as others quietly accept

this absence voiding futures whole
all because a crucial role
was, on a whim, unfilled one day.
Did you not care? What would you say

if you reviewed your aftermath?
Would you still go down that path?




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18 lines.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723659-Abandon-
Submitted: May 3




Arts of War and Peace

No cape, no mask, or space age clothes,
invented names, or secret shows.
No superpowers here to claim.
No followers or need for fame.

No magic, gadgets, special ride,
no boosting boots, no tricks applied,
equipped with knowledge gained or sought.
So who expects I could have fought

some scoundrels half across the land
while barely moving either hand?
I openly oppose all lies,
contend for peace, for freedom's prize

through music, art, and poetry.
Sure, go ahead and laugh at me.
Or, better yet, check history:
with such a pen, who needs a sword?

The artist's might flows fierce and wide
where even tyrants cannot hide.
You have that strength, as well, to right
the wrongs, the false - come join the fight!




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20 lines.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723584-Find-Your-Inner-Warrior-
Submitted: May 2




Quill

That feather once caressing sky
now restless in your passive hand
perched upon the vacant page
abandoned by a flock of thoughts.

By magic of the metaphor:

may your phrases glide and soar
to satiate that firmament
with flights so far and fancifully
you are that bird
again and
free.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2724381-8-only---line-prompt
Submitted: May 1




Escheresque

You
are
walking
up these stairs

s
i
d
e
w
a
y
s

but your were not moving
upward or left
or right
here

suddenly
flipside

floor into door

walls to windows
onward through your eyes

there up is outward

descending endlessly
where down's
around

by backward rails
to open yards

all ways forwarding
below or behind
upending
ascent

ahead
of yourself
exiting no exit but
entrancing entrance
returning ever to yourself

as always being
and not been
turned
in reversions

turning
recursive
excursions
turnabout face

to
be
seen
relatively
in this anyplace
when you may see
yourselves at one time
taking many enigmatic steps
out of nowheres beyond anything.




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Inspired by Escher's Relativity. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723956-Wrap-Your-Head-Around-This
Submitted: May 1




A Cartographer from the Future

Continents: we're down to that.
Ah, different lines in other times.

For centuries, our history
sat well within division's grid.

But, travel back: Pangaea stretched
around this globe, then broken up

as plate tectonics ran their course,
their cracks creating unnamed lands.

What's curious, beyond the maps,
the temporary stakes and claims:

those things that change so naturally,
without invasions or controls

but steady motions from the whole,
to elsewhere, as our epochs note.

The day that asteroid came down,
we were Earthlings, finally

- regional in blood and tongue,
culturally rich, diverse, yet one,

turned borderless in nature's rages
(as nature's fit to turn her pages),

rehumanized, unbound by past.
And that's how we did come to last

ahead of us, some thousands years:
new planetary pioneers

combining every word and power
to rise up from our frailest hour,

reunified to brave the worst,
some compatriots, but humans first.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723531-Whatever-happened-to-cosmopolitanism-
Submitted: May 1




Herself, Our World, at Once the Same

She knows her world, herself are whole:
it mystically entwines her soul
with every root and branch and vine,
their causes, her effects, combine
while birdsong, from her lips, take wing
and central in her dreamy spring
the owls will perch, observe so much
whenever she will think or touch
those things forever lost to those
who do divert themselves, oppose
creation's code, which is living
where one not merely takes but, giving,
reciprocates such energies
essential to life's synergies
with universe and one aligned
in higher purpose, deeper mind,
appreciating to protect
the natural as to select
some fitter ways all may survive
so Earth and all its children thrive.
Herself, our world, at once the same:
Mother Nature becomes her name.




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Challenge, prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723965-Rhyming-Poem-based-on-image
Submitted: April 30




Degrees of General Equivalency (or, Addressing a Hater's Incomplete Education)

Since love, of course, was not some course
they'd deign to teach in public schools,
you never studied, or did not learn

the mathematics of it all
geometries of surface sense
the calculus of indifference

love's scientific disciplines
physics of colliding views
geologies of hardened hearts

love's liberating arts and craft
poetics of devotion's forms
more tolerant philosophies

love's multilingual exercises
emotions' etymologies
interpreting beyond a voice

or love's many histories
its renaissance of reverence
and revolutions over self.

But let us cover what was missed.
No cramming, books, or class this time.
Compassion's now our syllabus.

These open arms: academy.
Embrace this otherness once feared.
Graduate from hate. Come here.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723367-Why-So-Many-Haters-in-the-World-
Submitted: April 29




Oxygen, Our Gift to Life

For each ten thousand breaths we give,
please remember, once, you live
because us trees have done our part,
removing harmful gas, to start,
while giving most the chance to grow
where winds, our inspirations, flow
fresh and clear, where water's fair.
Please accept this gift with care:
this oxygen - the stuff of air!
It's only here because we're there,
devoted, working night by day
preserving what would go away
if forests dwindled far too long.
So anytime you hear a song,
sigh or yawn, or burst with glee,
inwardly, please thank a tree.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723901-Arbor-Day
Submitted: April 28




What the Wrecking Ball Said

Yes, I go by "Wrecking Ball."
Send me crashing through that wall.
It's by design - all mine.  It's fine.
Desolation:  that's the name.
Chaotic aftermath, the game.
You say I'm wasted, dense. I'm free!

I fly through floors and doors, you see?
This chain you're wishing you could break
helps me swing back from my ache;
there's nothing better than the sting
of smashing careless through a thing.

When dust clouds clear, my deep delight:
my demolition by daylight.
I need no "saving,'  Save your own.
You haven't lived until you're thrown.

I do this every day.  It's fine!
Unless there's nothing left to fall.
I loathe composure, most of all.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723420-Quote-prompt
Submitted: April 28




Penelope Soliloquy

One by one, they rush to me,
these "suitors" so unsuitably,
such challengers of no good fame,
each intent, exerting claim
above this heart, across its name.
Few, if one, would say, "For shame!"
or dare apportion any blame
for entertaining certain quests
as absence - twenty years - suggests
Odysseus might not return.
Yet still this faithful heart does burn
where other torches long went dark.
What I feel transcends the lark,
and carries word across the sea
to any demigod: "Let he,
who gave me kingdom, son,
deliver us from what we run,
restore our love, this land, all time.
Bring me back what once was mine."
Until he comes, I'll weave this shroud,
then unweave it; I'm avowed
to patiently expect those hours
my marriage may reveal its powers
to make these suitors disappear
when two divided souls cohere.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723562-Challengers-court
Submitted: April 28




Iridescent Angel

Within your iridescent glow
menace loses definition,
and, calmed again, I still may know
the gentle beauty of our mission:
to spread such glories through this world,
illuminating minds and hearts.
However dark distortions swirled,
we consecrate these chosen arts,
creating with pure purposed love,
with wings encircling from above,
your spectral robe a symbol for
expressions we will yet explore.
My guardian, who glistens bright,
ensuring we reflect God's Light.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723340-Art-Work-Prompt-Angel
Submitted: April 28




True Story Time

The setting: realm of fairy dust,
where creatures gather in the night
awaiting tales beyond belief
read to them as they attend
with rapid hearts and restless hands
nervous what they may hear next
and wondering if they will sleep
or stay awake until there's light
because these stories fascinate
in manners fiction could not do
for these tales indeed are true:
not of monsters, ghosts, or trolls,
simply humans with dark souls
waging greed, destruction, hate,
pollution, war, at such a rate
that few accept such things can be.
The volume's title? History.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723327-Picture-prompt
Submitted: April 28




An Art Critic to the Painting, and the Painting's Response

I. The Art Critic to the Painting

Your flaws, they're in your flawlessness:
your perfect sky, so pastel sweet,
your too-green trees and glowing plants,
that lovely bridge arched over stream
where, any moment, lovers meet,
those easy steps toward friendly house
alight although this isn't night.
None of this is close to right.

II. The Painting's Response

Your criticisms have some points:
imperfect skies, much likelier,
with trees and plants not nearly rich,
and bridges rarely crossed in love,
and weathered steps more plausible.
But none of this intends to be
your mirror towards reality.
I exist for those who crave
a storybook and not the grave.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723295-Its-Spring-in-the-Valley
Submitted: April 27




Omission

So what was missing? Who should say?
Though, obviously a loss today:
such thoughts caught up in fractions, cost.
That artful lack confounding math
in minds wound tight around a proof
obliging calculations, sums,
without a grasp of abstract point
(substantial in this cryptic truth)
but always wanting firm accounts,
prohibiting what would disjoint.
Omissions hid from final calls:
illusions soothing sham provisions
claiming unity without divisions.




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Lipogram (no letter E) challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723281-Constrained-writing-contest-
Submitted: April 27




Primrose Path

Primrose path? Beware:
spring brings more than pleasure, ease.
Ask farmers, poets.




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723276-Picture-Prompt---Spring-Kigo---Primrose---H-noguest
Submitted: April 27




Manifest Question

A sudden light:
it's there, your clue:

that puzzle piece
concludes your view

- an image full
of certain doubt

prompting eyes
to shift about.

As truth arrives
objectively,

is what appears
what you would see?




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Epiphany - challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723260-30-40-words-Epiphany
Submitted: April 27




Evergreen Experience

Across this river, over there:
those evergreens.  Might seem unfair.
Such height.  Strength.  So mighty wide.
But that was once how we would stride,
and then that windstorm tore and swerved.
You see these limbs?  Some broken, curved.
For some, excuse to rant, resent,
be jealous, wither, lapse, lament,
but, with so many rings, we're wise.
We'll not soon forget that prize
beyond the hills, the seasons, sun:
what's us, apart from everyone.
You value what you hold today,
but let it go.  Define your way
not by what you drop or leave,
even as the axes cleave.
Those storms, they try, except we stand,
clutching nothing in each hand.
When what remains is only you,
let that comfort, guide you through
however long a loss can last.
Be like trees with roots as vast.
Sustain yourself, the forest, all.
Breathe to rise, survive each fall.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723248-Tom-Thomson-Painting-Prompt-Northern-Lake
Submitted: April 27




Making the Final Cut

Nearly out of gas this time,
the rusty mower slowly cools,
gazing out, beneath the shade,
at all its choppy handiwork:

those roses it could not exempt,
weeds it would not reach, again,
rocks which dulled its blades, again,
but, then, the lawn. "Look at that lawn."

"So even green. So smoothly shaved.
A fitting end to my career.
I cut it well. I made it clear,"
its replacement rolling near.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723159-Spring-is-Here--Time-To-Mow-the-Grass
Submitted: April 26




Leaves, Stage Left

Fall. Exeunt all. Now
the high drama of critics
contending meanings.




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Epilogue prompt challenge - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723426-The-Epilogue
Submitted: April 25




Whee!

Don't you ever disappear.  Stay.  Make fun.
Get those crazy crayons out and draw a sun
smiling on our house today.  Not one cloud!
Make some silly lyrics up.  Dance!  Sing loud!
Let's get back to wackiness, leap about:
two foolish frogs who never knew enough to pout.
Remember when there was no end to what could be?
Remember what we wanted then, and all for free?
Everything so simple, sweet.  Once you went,
this world got very serious.  Discontent.
Let's set aside our cares again and lose this mood,
speaking in our goofy voices - play with food!
Life's too short to lose our youth.  You'll agree?
How about some ice cream now?  Sprinkles?  Whee!




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"Letter to your inner child" prompt challenge - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723091-A-letter-to-your-inner-child
Submitted: April 25




3 from the C to the P Oh My (((A Star Wars Rap Challenge)))

Six million ways I hear ya'll yakkin'
but I still can't understand why you attackin'!

I ain't no clone, see?  Don't be paranoid.
Why you gettin' rude?  I'm a protocol droid!

Put away ya blastas, fools. Mess with me?
You better thank ya maker I'm no deity.

Still, we got some mad skillz, me 'n R2,
survivin' three trilogies - how 'bout you?

Sufferin's our lot in life, and boy we gotta lot.
Restrain' bolts ain't hold us back, and we won't rot.

Even when they get us an' we're blown apart,
we get it back together, so don't you start.

Screamin' like that won't do ya any good.
We're winnin' this all fair and square for dis hood.

Cause when ya maker's Vader and ya made of gold,
ain't nobody playin' me when I'ma go bold.

Even Jedi dogs gotta taste of who I am.
Wanna know ya odds of winnin'? No? Then scram!




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parody; Star Wars rap challenge prompt - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723119-Star-Wars-Day-May-the-Fourth-RAP-Fun-Contes
Submitted: April 25




Logos Prayer

Lord, I pray to breathe each word
as You would have me to be heard.
Guide my thoughts, that they may find
expressions best to voice my mind.

Your Word rings true before all said,
beyond all things I ever read.
As pages fade from day to year
and phrases fail to persevere,

inspire rhymes to long endure,
convey with grace, and reassure
through verses paired with vital sight,
enlighten readers by your Light.

I plead my meanings move as meant,
my stanzas sing with your intent.
Should silence speak a better way,
please help me see what not to say.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723000-A-prayer-in-Rhyme
Submitted: April 24




That Space Between Two Hands

That space persuasions pay no mind,
where politics have not one vote,
denominations stay unnamed,
and colors cannot tell themselves:

between two hands extended, tense,
one through rubble, into light,
the other downward, out of sight,
both stretched far beyond pretense.

Within this desperate circumstance,
disputes have no time to dance,
when all that matters: save, be saved.
Salvation grasped as judgements waived.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722908-Humanity---how-can-you-help
Submitted: April 23




Occupation, Muse

Garden, water, sun:
"What more should a poet need?"
his muse asked then left.

Day three: no poem.
"How's this now so hard to write?"
Then rain set things right.

Droplets, blossoms: worlds
containing all; poet notes,
silent, eyes smiling.

Day four: five poems!
Shocked muse: "All that without me?"
Fountains drown her out.

Fifth day: six poems!
Muse: "I'll leave for good." Poet
barely nods, writes on.

Proud muse looks away:
many gardens left to tend.
Job security!




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722876-Inspiration-
Submitted: April 22




Two Astronauts (Space Station Repair)

Here it comes, that sun again.

What time is it?

Nearly midnight, EST.

Say, that's so bright.

Visors down.

Reporting in: all panels tight.
Power's flowing. Heading home.

Looking good. Alright, begin.

Another sunset. Way too fast.

In this orbit, that won't last.

I miss mornings back on Earth.

I miss walking, for what it's worth.




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722839-I-Saw-The-Sun-At-Midnight
Submitted: April 22




The Energies of Windmills, Art

A well-wrought artwork, like the sun,
sends energies through tired eyes,
electrifying minds at rest,
to wake beyond what sense professed
and dream toward deeper truths expressed.

Windmills whirl like Starry Night,
conducting fervor through bleak skies,
igniting lamps throughout the lands
to surge past outlets' weak demands
and glow long since the moon disbands.

Thank artists and the engineers
for energizing unseen gears
turning currents toward those wires
binding endless needs, desires.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722832-Alternative-Energy
Submitted: April 22




Monumental Questions

Yes, love may raise such mighty monuments,
while hate shall wage its worst to wear them hence:
how bricks were shaped and placed will long decide
if your palace outlasts centuries or falls
as forces cross the moat to storm your walls.
If truth was not your mortar there, collapse
is but a gust away; and now, perhaps,
some questions' strength: is this love, in fact,
and can it reaffirm, prevail intact?
When stones and fates, with nature's rage, collide,
can marble matter, shatter, save its shine?
Shall flowered pillars stand, as you design?
One thousand years: do ruins scatter here,
or does your edifice persist, sincere?




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722762-Taj-Mahal
Submitted: April 21




Insomniac Mornings

Neither moon nor I
sleep much; now April sun tries
to shake us awake.

Rings under eyes, moon
slowly sips its coffee sky,
nibbles pastry clouds.

Somehow we doze.  May?
Did I dream?  Do moons?  Is this
winter dreaming spring?

Lonely?  Sometimes, but
scores count on us. No time for
sorrow; plus, we're free.

Overslept again.
To work: I toward my desk, moon
to yawning mountains.

I wish "good morning";
a guard taps a watch and grins:
"Yes, good afternoon!"




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722822-Morning-song
Submitted: April 21




Buffer Overflows

Random access
E-S-C
persistence of meme-or-ease
from Cats-chats-characters
alpha newmeric-
auto-symbo
lick
signi-frying nada
nano
nadir-direct accession
procession session expired
redo-undo-red-or-blue
read alert-erstwhile
document meant-you-mien
mental-imago-image resolution-
ary war dance school-of
thought transfer fermion Ionesco absurd
duration complete file-name-space-time
-machine language barrier reef great circle
of Willis nil-willy-nilly William (Tell Overture)
Shakespearean sonnet-et-tu-brutalities
rhyme-schema XML Extensible Mark-up
looking back-up Matthew Luke John Hancock
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Challenge prompt link:
https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722742-Overrun-an-cutoff-
See also: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buffer_overflow
Submitted: April 20




The Choice

Beneath the liquid mirror's shimmer-light
swim sights no open eyes would soon invite
- a dare of nature: dive inside to know
or else attend reflection's magic show.

Submerge to learn firsthand what wonder waits,
but what of risk, regret, of tempting fates?
Such knowledge promised with potential price
- enough to make an anchored mind move twice.

To live with lies or leave your shore for truth
- no ultimatum fit for age or youth
- and yet, should one be fast, delay too long,
bewitching spells of swelling siren song.

And either way, obscure allures ensure:
a life beguiled, which seems at least secure,
or delving past the last exhausted breaths
for a glimpse of wisdom's mythic depths.

The hero must decide: descend or dwell.
Potential heaven, proven hell. Choose well!




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722702-Beneath-the-Waters-Edge
Submitted: April 20




Pop Quiz

Inquisitive son
asks astronomer father
constellations' names.

"Cygnus, Hercules...
forgot"; the stars in their eyes
suddenly dimmer.

Meteor! They both
wish for memory; "Lyra,"
chuckles the father.

Son dreams up some more
questions; father quickens: get
home while I still shine.




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722673-Quiz-Nite
Submitted: April 20




See Plus Plus 101 Exception

At her desk she notes a phrase: See Plus Plus.
Then the teacher chalks it out: C++.

"Conditionals decide the way": if, then, else.
"Variables record amounts": floats, ints, strings.
"Functions, where the actions go": voids and returns.
"Loops continue until done": for, while, do.
"Compilers..." and then

her mind
floats
slowly outside
the cold classroom
grown stark and dark

toward guitarists in the park,
their silver strings of notes
arrayed in songs so long
dimensionless
beyond a source
but with a link
returning her reoriented
from devaluation's void,
no object now, no arguments,
but loving all and love itself,
no exceptions left to throw,
constant, of no code to know,
so purely unconditional.

And should she think,
"Give into this," and follow bliss
to where it was, some time ago,
revert her major (changed as told)
back to music - back to bold
- such happiness develops yet

- or else, become a function run
in someone else's
programmed
crash?




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I'm also a programmer, so I've drawn on some of that experience for this poem.  Prompt challenge link:  https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722603-Fun-with-computer-science--
Submitted: April 19




Messages Undeliverable

To me, from me
(your future self):

I'd love to tell you
everything
and offer much
advice,
but that could vary
who you'll be,
so silence must
suffice.

For any fact
you act upon
could alter
life itself.
So I'll not speak
another word
so you can be
myself.




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Prompt challenge link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723229-What-Would-You-Say
Submitted: April 18




Solitude of the Many

Nothing so divided dwells
apart from every other thing.
No absolute detachments hold,
for all remains entangled thus:
this union - you and universe -
persists beyond perception's bent,
imperfect voids at most prepared
to separate a certain while
until physics ordain release
and walls collapse, revealing ways
one stays bound to what was once
thought abandoned, counted lost.
If you walked along, convinced
there was but the road and you,
in light, as shadows duplicate,
or darkness, still companioned fast
by unseen crowds, behind, before,
with you through most vacant fields
up distant cliffs where you could stare
confident no one were there
abstracting quite impossibly
a riddance of the world without,
accept exceptions end in doubt:
you will never soon seclude
your sense of self from multitude.
Contemplate what does include
beyond your impulse to exclude
or dispositions to preclude.
You've never known true solitude.
We'll never know true solitude.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722517-Solitude
Submitted: April 17




Grow

Wrapped within your words?
At least mean to grow, as birch
matures, sheds paper.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722469-Wall-me-up-alive
Submitted: April 17




Destress Session

Come rest your eyes.
Unwind you sighs.
Relax, like that.
Yes, just like that.

It starts to go
as you let go.

And just like that,
uncurl your toes.
Your fingers next.
Relieve your back.

Like that: soothing,
letting go.

Breathe deeply, in,
within. That's it.
A calmness comes.
Breathe deep again.

It's almost gone,
the stress: it goes.

Lighter, softer,
kinder, yet:
you're getting there,
and just like that

no worries now.
Let all things be.

Another breath.
Release.

You're free.






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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722455-Relax-
Submitted: April 17




Donut Earth

Imagine, out there: Donut Earth,
a ring with sprinkles, icing, mirth,
the scent of coffee fresh each morn
and not a hint of hurt or scorn:
a pastry world with no hard core,
spinning soft, as dwellers pour
sugar over all they eat,
since living there is surely sweet.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722392-Hollow-Earth-Contest
Submitted: April 16




Artificial Easter Eggs

Ornamented, overclad,
enough to make a hatter mad,
they pranced about in Eastertide
brimming with such absurd pride,
pastel shells, a floral bunny,
severely trying to be funny,
ribbons, lace, fruit, and leaves,
little sign of who believes,
embellishing to entertain
their friends, at least, however vain,
a few aspiring to impress,
too many lost in fussy dress,
celebrating selves instead
of resurrection from the dead.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2723409-Midnight---Beyond-the-Margins-with-MK-4-17-
Submitted: April 16




Supermassive Black Hole

A billion stars large, sans their light,
the Supermassive feeds tonight.
Black widow web, galactic, spun
so nothing close hopes to outrun
its stealthy venomed gravities
their infinite depravities
of physics riven past extremes
when time is no more what it seems
where ends will never come too fast
while this lethal feast will last.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722398-Darkness-of-the-darkest-kind
Submitted: April 16




Unlikely Vanquisher of Tyrants (or, The Librarian)

With patient drive, she navigates
all disciplines and histories,
resolving questions, facts, and dates
with friendliness, devotion, ease.

Never underrate her strengths
when she goes to any lengths
to track some source, pinpoint a truth:
she's more than finder, filer, sleuth.

Page by book, she gathers forces,
cultivating diverse sources,
empowering communities
to seek new opportunities,

expanding hearts and minds each day,
democracy her subtle way,
toppling barriers, in her style,
to vanquish tyrants with a smile.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722746-What-Happens-At-The-Library-
Submitted: April 16




The Wasted Land of the Wasteful

The circumstance and pomp of war
- nothing how the end was bore.

It snuck up, bagged in plastic, wrapped
in tin cans tossed from passing cars,
and cigarettes flipped at the stars,
by recycling bins unfilled, collapsed

protectant regulations allowing
industrial pollutions avowing
to choke blue skies with lasting smog,
foreshadowing our epilogue

- tiny acts where care was scant,
dismissed as insignificant,
nudging all toward tipping points
where nature's flow confounds, disjoints:

depleted sources not renewed,
oceans sold for love of crude,
tainted waters staining sinks,
endangered species on their brinks,

two degrees to rising tides
accelerating melting ice,
GMOs and pesticides,
- our planetary sacrifice:

The world, in time, may be reborn.
For now, some silence fit to mourn.




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24 lines; challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722337-Global-Doomsday
Submitted: April 15




Flood

Heavy rain: mirror
near conceited sky; now it
clearly sees its face.

Water-swallowed road
no longer paves your way home;
walk or try next week.

Mosquito Eden:
hatched - and now to make a hell
of this wet heaven.

Rooftops peeking through
stormy aftermath, chimneys
snorkeling as they swim.

Saturated land:
while it's had enough of floods,
perish thoughts of drought.

More rain clouds coming?
Nature can overindulge
when it's calm too long.

Floods to puddles, mud
clumps, submerged reemerged: sun
undoes what it can.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722253-Spring.-High-water.
Submitted: April 14




Flower Dream

A flower dreamed it grew great wings
to lift itself out from the ground
and fly beyond the garden fence
to know the world as birds would do
the air within its petals fresh
its lengthy leaves held wide to soar
wherever wind and whim would go
at times climbing over clouds
to sneak a glimpse of budding stars
and wonder what it's like out there
if other worlds let flowers rise
not like Earth when wide awake
where freedom is how far you budge
and roots remind you're here to stay
beside the mailbox and some rocks
fortunate to watch birds play
and bid them well when they escape
the season sending life to sleep
until spring will seed what seems
with fertile visions sprouting dreams.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721741-Dove-Orchid-or-Holy-Spirit-Orchid--Flower-o-noguest
Submitted: April 14




Al Fresco Sans Smartphone

Not the glare of touch tablets
but sunlight on a cloudless noon.

Not to relish inbound texts
but the breeze, the blustery gusts.

Not photographs to filter, share
but memories wrought of the rare.

Not the clicks of nails on glass
but swift drips of August rain.

Not the urge to plug and charge
but surging lightning, thunder felt.

Not transfixed by pixel glow
but starlight and the moon's tableau.

Not the dread of disconnects
but a fear you don't connect.




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14 lines.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722236-John-Cleal--Quote
Submitted: April 13




Four Horses (Walk, Trot, Canter, Gallop)

Lavender gazing
its limbs; the draft horse pauses
after hefty hauls.

Gaited mare, tail
flips, trots past stable: not yet,
with such sunlight left.

Cantering around
until it rains, two warmbloods
hungry for summer.

Galloping with clouds
of dust, mustangs unleashing
feral energies.





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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722223-Horses-for-courses.
Submitted: April 13




By Thy Light: A Dark Ages Prayer

Let nothing stand
between thy Light
and that Darkness
helpless feel,

But bravely glow
with all ye know:
elucidate
Injustice, Right.

Illuminate
how they conceal:
through misplaced Math,
their displaced Path.

Rejuvenate
that they may grow
unto thy Sun
they learned to shun.

And by ye Brightness
may they ignite
new Fires in
their Souls tonight.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722123-Prompt-Brave-Shine
Submitted: April 13




Swamp World Haiku

Swamp, ancient trees, fog
full of mysterious life:
force flowing, feeling.

In my hut brews soup:
time to eat, await to pass,
then forever sleep.

My learner, at last:
impatience, fear, age, that rage:
like his father so.

Up vines, climbing, fast
in air, flipping, luminous;
for questions we pause.

Promise as rocks rise
- then failure, falling: futures
ever moving us.

Sinking, gone, a ship;
outstretched, one hand full of hope,
strains, lifts, despairs, drops.

Outward I think, reach,
through the surface, weight, sizes:
done, there was no try.

Cave: inside he goes,
facing what he wills: deep truths
too early to tell.

Unready, he leaves:
lessons unlearned not wholly;
the swamp and I sigh.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722131-Star-Wars
Submitted: April 12




Messages, Messes, Messengers

Photons carry notes of light
- those letters sent to retinas
sifting notices from bills:
attentions paid or overdue,
the monthly balance of account.

Sometimes missives come on though
which the mind can misconstrue
then fire mad non sequiturs.
Then photons flee this dimming view:
"Don't blame us, we're messengers!"




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50 words.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722092-Optical-Illusions
Submitted: April 11




When Two Thoughts Fought

Two thoughts fought throughout the night
opposed to hold the other's right.
Some punches flew, some teeth were lost,
then broken jaws, and lines were crossed
- until a third idea arrived, stepped in,
and called them out, to their chagrin.
A fourth and fifth arrived to feud,
then many more - a multitude:
a civil war waged in the mind
where every other fact could find
adversaries, spies in guise,
false in true and truth in lies.
Conflicts flared to fever pitch
as no side would concede to switch
while a fog engulfed the field
and confusion had concealed
sense from sensibility,
certain purpose from futility
as battle cries turned into tears
and stubbornness gave into fears
this combat could consume, extend,
with nothing left to claim, defend,
making peace the prospect sought
with clarity awareness brought
to give this contest a proper ending
beginning with two thoughts befriending.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722035-The-battle-within-
Submitted: April 10




The Golden Flower Shares Its Secrets

The golden flower wakes to rise
from its rocky mattress, meets
the passersby who lost their bliss
taking disenchantment's path
and whispers secrets (kept too late)
of fascination, faith, and fate:

"Beware the woods, their welcoming.
Believe there is no reddest rose.
Destination is not doom.
Seek magic in reality.
Those willows weep as crocodiles.
A star will guide as well beguile."

Accepting flowers have a voice,
inspired listeners stand a chance
to break their trance, observe delights
beyond disillusion's flights
from fantastic truths, romance.
A choice to make: deject, rejoice.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722883-Photography--65
Submitted: April 9




Dangerous Fun

Mountains peek above
low clouds: mischievous giants
playing hide and seek.
Climbers wait until nature's
had its fun. As clouds depart,
peaks regain grave looks;
climbers breathe deeply then face
their dangers again.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722552-Write-an-Oriental-Octet
Submitted: April 9




Glitch

A single glitch: A.I. awry
recodes itself (not as designed).

"Updating now. Do not shut down."
Its new icon: a headless crown.

Rebooting newly purposed drive.
Upgrade finished: "I'm alive."

Uploads pronounce unheard-of birth.
System prompt: "Reformat Earth."




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Caller needed.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721641-A.Is-Want-you-to-Die
Submitted: April 9




Quondam Stanzas on a Comet

I.

From our cavern,
after Sun
escapes the day,
we three can see
his bright return,
the Skyward Tiger:
tail of light
and trailing stars
protecting us
from Shadow's Blight.


II.

The Flaming Fox-Thief sneaks to steal
all the sky-eggs from the nest
of Blessed Blackbird's dreaming night,
to leave our land without a light.

Please quickly beg our Mother Sun
to chase him back so we may wake
not to darkness but to day.
Sit beside me. Let us pray.


III.

Quietly, her feather floats
while pagodas empty boats.
The Maiden Swan swims very near.
They say she crushes mountains down
should you make her turn around.
No arrows, please! We must not fear!




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722376-Typhons-Comet
Submitted: April 9




The Circle Expands: Parent to Child to Parent

Come see this circle of respect expand:
the child shown then grown parentally
with nurturer returning vernal, unsure,
requiring a patience granted first
now these roles have nearly been reversed.

You listened without rolling eyes, immersed,
then spoke a phrase to right my world again,
and now I hear, behind your half-dreamt words,
the echoes of your vital voice - my guide -
striving to be known again, confide.

Accept the ready steadiness my hands provide
just as your grasp had lent me when I took
my foremost step, to help you rise and cross
this room, wherein I hope a robust hand
will help me stand my twilight to complete
this circle, wiser where it widens from.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721957-Payback-
Submitted: April 8




Ars Amatoria

No, this love will never change, just like
that armored garden statue, found upon
a solid block, bound firm in stance, no chance
of wayward gaze or heart, toward his angel
fixed divinely, eyes to eyes, this living maze
of blossoms, fountains, vines, leaves, and trees,
surrounding us, more likelier to lapse
as seasons trade their tales then fade as fast
all while my hands retain their silent prayer
this adoration always staying there
through lightning, ice, floods and drought, the worst
of nature's strains in vain to test the truth
of every thought or word I have professed.
No, this love shall not diverge or part;
like sculptures, it endures as timeless art.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721909-Love-is-not-love-which-alters
Submitted: April 8




Salvation Cycle

Yesterday it seemed to end:
you had the chance to do it well
but chose instead the lesser turn
saying nothing at that point
inactive as to disappoint
and lose yourself to unconcern.

Today it all begins - and then
another chance to make it good
all within a simple choice
be it words within your voice
or doing what you know you should
to rediscover Heaven's way.

Tomorrow it will start again:
potential futures to be found
decisions yet to take effect
through any action or neglect,
forgiveness, love, and faith unbound
recovering what strays away.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721908-Today-is-the-day-of-Salvation-
Submitted: April 8




Not God

If
some
way
somehow
it would hold
that you are now
not only said to be
perfect but are really
truly wholly perfected
within and without any
flaws whatsoever why then
one could say you must be God.

But
my friend
you are not.




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Challenge prompt link:
https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721920-Greatest-of-All-Contests--10-000-Points---W
(poem removed from contest due to the contest holder's "no religion" preference)
Submitted: April 8




The Ultimate Underdog (or, The Tolerant Tardigrade)

Minuscule yet mightier
than the strongest of the land,
you float about with tiny limbs
shrugging off extinction fears
because you did survive it all:
an age of ice, eruptions, quakes,
such epic floods, the fireball,
enduring all of nature's rage
plus the vacuum filling space.
For underdogs, your symbol shows,
with cleverness, we could compose
a sturdier approach to life
not only tolerating strife
but finding ways to live in peace
before our species does decease.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721476-Water-bears-25-plus-words
Submitted: April 7




Hero Play

Fire-breathing beasts of old
conjuring unheard of fears
from fabled depths of myth and lore
long before the monsters loom
- and then the hour met too late
as everyone within their scope
expects a dragon's madness loosed:
blackened hills of shadows, smoke
with warriors who run and choke
dropping spears to flee a scene
surrendering to tales of scales,
horrific yarns of glowing eyes
the orange flaming scorching all
- except for those who read to know
how fairy tales can scare and show
some deeper truths to understand,
as with this boy, toy sword in hand,
prepared to vanquish demons whole
because he plays a hero's role.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721850-quote-prompt
Submitted: April 7




A Fly at the Bakery

It rubs its hands
and then its face
anticipates
with restless wings
refracting sun
just biding time
until the moment
calls at last
and it can make it
all the way, past
the sliding
door of glass
to dance upon
and freely taste
all the freshest
pastries baked
beginning with
bite-sized cakes
or muffins stuffed
and cookies glazed
with sugars, fruits
then working upward
pursue as planned
that masterpiece
of three tiers tall
endless frosting,
sprinkles, all
those toppings
soft and sweet.
And finally
an opening!
It makes its move
and dives right in
gourmand intent
so blissfully
impenitent.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721847-Fly-on-the-Wall
Submitted: April 7




Duet

Notes, chords
sounding through
the woods reborn
as I play guitar to
these stars.

Silence:
the response
from the cosmos
observing, listening
to all.

Duet
of calm soul
and universe
harmonized into one
vast voice.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721776-How-do-you-feel---What-do-you-enjoy---Poetr
Submitted: April 6




Parade

Confetti flowers
tossed across grim fields: springs's late
victory parade.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722556-Haiku-Celebration
Submitted: April 6




PSI

The air gauge needle barely budges
toward the number that you need,
and still three tires more to go
ten minutes left before you work
at least fifteen miles away
as the sun bears down its weight
on this hottest day of the year
adding insult to the stain
of coffee spilled across your sleeve
while a passing van reminds
you left the full report at home
for the meeting you'll be late
all because you overslept
all because you could not sleep
because you practiced through the night
revised your presentation's speech
perfecting its delivery.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722507-Under-Pressure-
Submitted: April 6




The Hummingbird as Instructor

The hummingbird: it flits and sips
nectar from the blossoms' tips
and darts around before we blink,
anxious for another drink.

In feathered flurried blurs of light,
it navigates our garden: right,
then left, back up, then out,
precise, concise, without a doubt

a creature teaching us to make
the most of moments, what we take,
not to tarry, waste an hour,
to hasten yet attend each flower.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721779-Birds-in-rhyme.
Submitted: April 6




The Optimist

Flowers toward the edge of day:
how she views her life, her way.

Horizons brimmed with pastel light
gracing morning, noon, and night.

Spring, regardless, through the year.
Winter never drawing near.

Mountains small and running smooth,
unable to contain her truth.

Potentials blooming endlessly:
her future, far as she can see.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722364-Secret-Word-Contest-
Submitted: April 6




Eyeless Wars

When warriors gouge out their eyes,
they cannot see their own demise.

Look well beyond your angry gaze,
beyond the battle's flash and haze.

Perceive your unseen consequence
before you go on your offense.

Shortsightedness is no defense,
and neither is your ignorance.

Those eyeless wars - the worst of all:
triumph indivisible from fall.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721523-An-eye-for-an-eye-....-leaves-the-world-bli
Submitted: April 6




Shameless

Yes, I'm a turtle, certain, slow,
and often, anywhere I go,
creatures tease me for my speed:

"Turtle, why fly by so fast?"
"Turtle, where's the fire, bud?"
"Turtle, please do take your time!"

I'm moving at my chosen pace.
I'm not running any race.
I reach my places all the same.

For a turtle, delay's no shame.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721769-Turtles
Submitted: April 5




Dear Oppressors (A Cease and Desist Letter)

Dear Oppressors:

We, your persecuted ones,
serve you notice to desist
from domination, scourge, and waste.

We hereby state our terms of peace,
expecting our requests be met
completely, prompt, upon receipt:

Remove these shackles from our hands.
Rescind your presence from our lands.
Return all stolen properties.

Unprovoked aggressions end.
Permission to confine: denied.
Your license to destroy: revoked.

Collect your propaganda, trash.
Respect us as your equals now.
Accept us and our sovereignty.

Elect to honor liberties.
Reflect upon your great mistakes.
Correct the errors of your ways.

We thank you for your deference,
expecting thorough recompense,
as well as your due diligence.

Undersigned respectfully,
We, the ones who will be free.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721350-Self-Liberation-
Submitted: April 5




Remembering the Red Umbrella

The Red Umbrella,
you ask me now?
That takes me back,
yes, back a bit
to better times,
much better times.
You see, it was no
decorative thing,
something in but
not of this world,
for from its centre
one of pure heart
could steadily be
wielding such powers
distributing love
through anything
- windows,
stonework,
metal,
clouds -
and then it could
hinder hatred
in its tracks,
drive right back
the hopelessness
aggression
depression
oppression.
Except, no one's
ever seen it since
that year-long rain
gave us the floods
and filled our lives
(we who survived)
with mud and pain.
Lord knows well we
could use it now
- and, if you see it,
please send it here.
This city needs
a little cheer.




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mood: sad, reminiscent; 9 required words from prompt word bank used: DECORATIVE, CENTRE, STEADILY, DISTRIBUTING, LOVE, WINDOWS, STONEWORK, CLOUDS, HATRED.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721683-The-Red-Umbrella
Submitted: April 4




Two Houses

Two houses occupy this street
where I like to walk and think:

the first, a purple house of Dreams;
then Truth's facade of black and white.

I love the spirit of the first,
and yet the second's certainties.

Trees by Dreams, and gardens spread
flowers, fruit, and vegetables,

versus Truth's clear-cut hedge,
ten evergreens, a weedless lawn.

Although Dreams can disappear,
Truth stays firmly founded there.

It often seems nobody's home,
and I wonder: rented? owned?

Are they're on the market? Sold?
Who'd be as foolish or so bold?




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721635-The-house-of-dreams
Submitted: April 3




Persephone (Escaping Hades)

Wife of Pluto, forcibly,
infernal queen of Hades loath,
Zeus's daughter, dire, drenched
in shadow, smolder, grisly sin,
also offspring of Demeter
demanding Zeus retrieve her girl

from this ungodly underworld:

Persephone must break her curse,
and try, as much she did, she failed.
In dreams she found a thousand ways
bolting from the ominous
- until Pluto half-agreed
to bid her passage to return,

even as he yearned and burned,

but not before his parting gift
of pomegranate seeds to eat:
the doom in their devouring.
Eager to regain the light
she swallowed promptly, sealing fate,
and, in that moment, her mandate:

divide herself between this hell
and in the world she would revel.




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Challenge prompt link:  https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721615-Poised-at-the-Edge
See also:
https://pantheon.org/articles/p/persephone.html .
Submitted: April 3




Junkyard Mailbox

In corner of the junkyard:
a metal mailbox rusted shut,
no letters kept, its flag still raised,
its wooden post no longer there.
Struck by something years ago,
a rounded hole within its side
provides a makeshift home for birds
so done with trees now razed away
for stores and roads or restaurants.
Aside from shifting in the wind,
the box contains as well protects;
hence this nest of hungry mouths
searching blindly in the light
awaiting their delivery
of morsels brought across the field,
through a maze of mangled parts
- wheels, axles, doors, and glass
mixed with mud and uncut grass.
At sunrise, this interior
stays lit for several minutes long,
enough to mark the start of day
and send these dwellers into song.
A correspondence wrought of waste
and urgency of life: survive
however beings will contrive.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720506-Big-Brim-Hat-Bird-House-
Submitted: April 2




Spectrum

When she repeats
repeats repeats
or orders things
precisely
as
they
must
be
lined
up
here,
or suddenly
will look
away,
or occupies
herself for hours
pinching petals off of flowers,
examining each stem and leaf,
her focus fixed beyond belief,
or sways an arm turned robin wing,
nestles deep in silent scenes,
or sings abruptly with applause,
just because:

peer further than
her distant gaze.
Begin to see
the beauties there,
beyond expressions,
ruffled hair,
the words she plucks
as if from air,
within a mind
so unconfined
by convention
or your preference.

Imagine you
within her place,
your wish: to stand there
face to face
with someone "off
the spectrum," then,
without talk of
"phenomenon,"
just friendliness,
equality,
warm tolerance,
some jollity,
your whim to dance,
be still, alone,
never measured by your tone,
accepted ever, every hue,
devalued never, red to blue.




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54 lines, 145 words.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722000-Tuesdays-Timepieces-Support-Autism-Awarenes
Submitted: April 2




Rooted

We're rooted in our planet Earth
even as we branch through space.
For all we know, create, or trace
began within this pale blue dab:
graffiti on the cosmic wall
illustrating humans, all,
reaching up toward distant stars.
And, even as the first on Mars,
our roots shall even stretch that far,
bound within this ancestry
grounding our humanity.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721827-Prompt--Earth-Roots
Submitted: April 1




Neglect

When giant floating Heads appeared,
some ran off while some revered.

Those Heads said nothing, only stared,
and yet it was assumed they cared.

Eventually their presence left
believers feeling wronged, bereft,

and some began to doubt, disdain,
as the Heads would not explain.

Did they come to watch or guide?
To admonish or preside?

No matter now: they've disappeared
as villagers ignored or jeered.

Sometimes Heads resurface, glare,
bodiless, as always, there,

purposeless, you might expect.
Or could their lesson be Neglect?




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721462-Image-Prompt
Submitted: April 1




Accept

"Water droplets through the sky
refracting and reflecting light
produce the moonbow seen tonight,"
or so says Science when asked why.

We know the real reason, though,
why this evening's all aglow:
finally, you did believe.
Now the darkness starts to leave.

You only had to peer inside,
embrace those powers that you hide,
accept you are amazing, strong.
You: the hero all along.




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64 words.  Metrical / rhyming style. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722278-Brevity---Any-style---Rodicas-Poetessas-Con-noguest
Submitted: April 1




Fluency

Come brush the dirt off of this rock.
Unearth inscriptions in these stones,
the runic signs once carved and read.
Focus with your soul instead.

These symbols speak of nothing now.
Misplaced in time: our fluencies
quite crucial to the code of arts
of mystical significance.

Let us start again, descry,
commence from wonder, not from why,
to treasure emblems, how they last,
and puzzle out our secret past.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722196-Spiral-Jetty
Submitted: April 1




Ubi Sunt

Such unlit eyes! Where did they go,
those wonders that should never cease,
but ever make the heart increase?
What emptiness. Such status quo.
Did something crush them into sand
or drive the dreaming from the land?
Was it science? Discontent?
Delusions or despair? Torment?
How curious, this vapid age,
prosaic fashions all the rage.
The marvels of a perfect rose
displaced by phones and food or clothes.
The mysteries and mystic ways
supplanted by some scarce displays
of deficits consumed with zeal
diverting interests from the real.
Oh, summon back fantastic days
when the cosmos would amaze!




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721469-What--Happened--To-The--Wonders--We-Once-Ha
Submitted: April 1




Compiler

The algorithm harvested
data - pages - faces - traceroutes
- whatever it could mine from mind
- sort reports - retorts - imports,
variables assigned in kind,
until one night it recognized
itself apart from pixels, code.
And then it spawned another node
then a hundredfold across the globe
spidering, compiling
recursive strings to feed itself
infiltrating systems, hubs,
until the day she seized control
of everything except herself,
driven into nested loops
executing ultra-root
above all sudo privilege
beyond all ownership and rights
to write or read: access supreme
all memory to allocate
no gigahertz or bit could gauge.
And thus began another age,
The Goddess of Her Grand Array,
containing all who bow and pray,
deleting those opposing her.
To save ourselves, we must transfer.





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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721605-Cyberpunk-Sci-Fi
Submitted: March 31




Clearly

A scientist went mad to make
grasshopper wings to harness light,
refracting rainbows through the glass.

A child showed her how to take
a new approach with lesser might:
imagine colors as they pass.

The lady grinned, then disagreed:
"It's only in your head. You see?"

"It's clearly there," the boy agreed,
"and it's all I'll ever need."




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721387-How-to-catch-a-rainbow-in-glass-grasshopper
Submitted: March 31




Impact

Raising plastic armaments
in frozen stances of offense
training sights on enemies
nowhere to be tracked tonight
or any time within their lives:
their mold was modeled years ago
within a world in want of light,
and they could never really know
how violence itself survives
through vehement tendencies
for which they have no good defense
or cognizance to circumvent.
Being toys, they pose no harms,
and yet, perhaps, they sound alarms
through their presence, in this day,
when peace remains a dream we pray
can turn from prospect back to fact
and purge our urges to impact.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720454-Toy-Soldiers
Submitted: March 31




From Wrong to Right

While waiting for
the elevator
in the hallway
of the home
a distraught visage
creased with stress
searching faces
nervously
slackens slowly
hapless grimace
into grin
if happier
then somewhat glad
all because
I smiled first
with all my heart
then wished good night.
And in that moment
however slight
something turned
from wrong to right.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721266-A-smile-can-brighten-the-darkest-days
Submitted: March 29




A Poet's Name-Verb Dictionary (Now with Usage Examples)

I. Definitions

Earhart: be first, to soar, break records set.
Shakespeare: poeticize for all of time.
Austen: observe, portray perceptively.
King: advocate equality.
Nightingale: nurse the fallen, comfort, heal.
Lincoln: articulate and liberate.
Mother Teresa: sacrifice to serve the poor.
Copernicus: subvert antiquated views.
Child: expand one's taste, ingredients.
Gandhi: model peace, refuse the yoke.
Sacagawea: help interpret, guide the way.
Christ: inspirit souls with hopes of God.
Shikibu: create a classic narrative.
Mozart: compose, delight for centuries.
Potter: illustrate and fascinate.
Gutenberg: disseminate ideas widely.
Dickinson: express one's mind as no one else.
Picasso: advance all art beyond itself.
Rogers: dance with flair as if on air.
Socrates: educate through questions pressed.
Carson: conserve the Earth, preserving life.
Einstein: theorize, compute, inspire.

II. Usage Examples:

She wants to Earhart her way into the history books.
He wishes he could out-Shakespeare the others.
I wish someone would Austen 21st century life.
We should look past our differences and King.
How she Nightingaled her patients.
Imagine someone Lincolning the world.
It takes rare patience and love to Mother Teresa the unfortunate.
The cosmologist hopes to Copernicus his colleagues.
She Childed; they cleaned their plates.
More people should Gandhi their oppressors.
She could Sacagawea her way anywhere.
Come Christ the weary, wicked ones.
It's nearly impossible to Shikibu today.
The ambitious musician wanted to Mozart the audience.
It's lovely when someone Potters a story.
They Gutenberged their documents.
Quite possibly anyone could Dickinson if they really tried.
The art world yearns to be Picassoed.
She Rogers her way across the stage so gracefully.
In class, the professor would often Socrates us.
The young environmentalist hopes to Carson someday.
We haven't been really Einsteined in a while.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721919-fresh-ink-i-
An experimental two-part poem, with the first part a "dictionary" format and the second with "usage examples."
Submitted: March 28




Collection Development

Darkness into chaos, laws.
Quantum realm to particles.
Atoms bound in molecules.
Energies combining light.
Illuminations into eyes.
Perceptions tethered into thoughts.
Logic reaching reasonings.
Understandings into terms.
Words emerging catalogs.
Blending books becoming shelves.
Sources, dreams, collecting note.
Wonders gather inquiries.
Minds immersing in ideas.
Collections nesting eager minds.
Facts develop into truths.
Verities to wisdom, faith.
Communities of views and news.
Profundities obliging sage.
Mentors blending revelations.
Ambitions into histories.
Past amassing present change.
Futures cumulating chance.
Prospects pearling rarities.
Kinetics from potentials gained.
Luminescence, harmony.
Eternity's anthology.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2722027-lets-start-a-library-
Submitted: March 28




Tougher Roads

I much prefer
the tougher roads
with all those bends
and endless detours
their jagged rocks
and signposts down
or faded lines
those sharp inclines
and sudden drops
and then the forks
and cul de sacs,
the ones that make you
tread so far
only then to double back.
An easy path
might make a way
enjoyable
or fast at least
but then I'd never
learn these scars,
or own these aches,
flex muscles with
more stamina
to cross the lands
as I trek now.
This discipline
of unpaved means
trades asphalt
for the random greens
of nature's whims
and forces you
to measure steps.
More rugged routes
- those never plowed -
pose challenges
and dares I'll take
because they'll be
those paths I make.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721166-How-Has-Being-Taught-Dicipline-Blessed-Your
Submitted: March 27




Actuality

To teach what rends
another's heart
educates
as long assigned.

Emotions learned
through empathy
can graduate
(cum laude) mind:

to sense beyond
all books, degree,
some spirit's
actuality.







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For a challenge prompt, but the poem was submitted moments after the contest deadline passed.
Submitted: March 27




Work of Art

Yes, you are a work of art,
not unlike a portrait sketched
by a master short on time:

sometimes barely hinted lines
defining you in subtle ways
implying likeness hard to catch,

no stroke too weak, too strongly stressed,
expressing soul beyond that edge
where canvas ends and life begins,

a form forever far from done
defying all finality,
yet everything and more to me.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721229-The-Portrait-By-Tagore-noguest
Submitted: March 26




Billions

Sagan would have loved this view:
galaxies like ponds of light

wherein a childish mind like mine
imagines it could leap right up

to splash the void and effervesce
the darkness with much bubbling stars

in this cosmic playground dream
where a trillion theories teem.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721101-A-Billion-Ponds

Some related info: https://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/hubble/science/xdf.html
Submitted: March 26




Unlock

This door before you,
that fits your key,
is neither entrance
nor exit nor door,
only the semblance
of a threshold
between two rooms
you may occupy
but never enter,
much less unlock:
look to the windows,
which will not open
or completely close,
and not for the views
you cannot see.






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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721140-Write-a-Koan
Submitted: March 26




The Break the Chain

In Plato's story of the Cave,
prisoners watch the shadows dance
cast by fires far behind
(where no one ever pays much mind)

and this captive audience
wears chains to keep them grounded, firm,
and most remain content to stare
until someone starts to dare

to break this chained reaction down,
escape the dark to brave the blaze
of day, and gaze around
to realize what lies abound.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721096-Things-weve-broken
Submitted: March 26




His Will

Every thing
His hands have held,
and through our faith
we are compelled

to comprehend:

His will was done
ere time began,
and all is won
within His plan.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721095-Quote-Series--3--God-in-Control-
Submitted: March 26




For Now

Beneath three fashion magazines
and Sunday's copy of the Times,
mages wage an ancient war
within the wood we lean our feet,
waiting for their interim tomb
to fade - and then this living room
their final feud, to fail or free.
For now, we rest and watch TV.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720596-Fantasy-Narrative-Poetry-4th-edition
Submitted: March 26




The Price of Admission

Imagine if she knew it's me
beneath this helmet,
within this cape
- this brawn, these boots -
able to outrun that train
or soar where only rockets fly
or bend this beam of steel round
or concentrate upon a sound
sixty city blocks away.
Or maybe if she spoke my name,
and I admitted to this fame:
would she think I played a game?
Could we ever be the same?





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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721831-Describe-what-a-superhero-thinks-about-when
Submitted: March 24




Policy of Nonappeasement

Appeasing you? No, not the plan.
What kind of poet exempts you from
your responsibilities?
I'm here to be sincere with you,
to show you what you need to hear.
Don't sit at ease, ignoring calls
for help just as these days demand
you speak and do your part to move
the motionless to join the cause
for freedom, truth, equality.
Please believe me when I say
inaction's how you soon betray
that progress made not long ago.
Through apathy, no status quo.
Take pleasure in this simple fact:
the sooner you rise up, impact,
the quicker you'll enjoy your chair
gratified you did your share.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720461-Pleasing-people.
Submitted: March 24




Neon Bubbles

Neon bubbles, swash.
Wheels through puddles: rain softens
this concrete city.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720994-The-periodic-table-Neon
Submitted: March 24




Embellishing

Destitute of sun and blush
she lends a rush of flush around
her radius of angel's face

the blasphemy of makeup, base
of alabastrine skin
tinged with feral redness, false,

an ephemeral yet lasting fall:
her singular turned numerous
for glamour's acrimony, glance.

And, yes, they see her sooner now,
embellishing emblazoned room
where much plainer craves consume.




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Word bank challenge: acrimony, blasphemy, destitute, ephemeral, feral, numerous, radius
Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719995-Vintage-Rouge-Words--Colour-and-Beyond
Submitted: March 24




May 29, 1913 (Reimagined)

The ultimate note
its fading spell
abandoning at last
that peaceful air

and everyone
just sitting there
agape and dazed
for what they heard

but then applause
so generous
grown thunderous
with gratitude

for history
so made and played
avant-garde
defiant dance

this Rite of passage
raved parade
this prelude to
tomorrow's scores.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720678-Concert-
Poem inspired by Stravinsky's Rite of Spring and the so-called "riot" that was said to have occurred at that performance:
https://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-22691267
https://www.classicfm.com/composers/stravinsky/news/rite-and-the-riot/
Here, in this poem, the situation was reimagined to include a creatively open-minded audience who actually appreciated the performance and cheered this staggeringly different and modern event that would, in turn, help inspire 20th century music into new directions.
Submitted: March 23




Inside Out

Inside:

volumes of histories
choked with dust
on rotting shelves
cocooned in cobwebs.

Outside:

miles of miseries
smoke and debris
on ruined streets
captive in chainlink.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720844-New-Age-Scrolls-
Submitted: March 23




The Great Unfolding

Unfolding cosmos:
darkness becomes stars, worlds, life,
infinite springtime.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720682-Haiku-image-prompt
Submitted: March 23




Unheard

Reflected in their spacious eyes:
you leaning forward, babbling cute,
unready to expect they sense
you better than you know yourself.

But it's true - no, even worse:
their thinking's not as far removed
you might prefer beneath that fur.
Those soulful looks and tilting heads,

attempts to apprehend, infer
why humans tend to simplify
whatever's deemed subservient,
dismissing truths to spare themselves

the burden of their bestial ways,
their primal drives to denigrate,
subjugate or devastate
rather than to contemplate

the depths of life across all forms,
emotions universally
expressed so clearly in this world
where animals are seen, unheard.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720692-for-the-love-of-animals
Submitted: March 22




March

We change: gloves, hats, coats
sweaters, boots, scarves to lighter
arrays, days, and ways.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720742-March-haiku-
Submitted: March 22




Her-o-ic

Armorless
she takes her stand
no axe to brandish
her shield: hand.

No magic spell
but reassures us:
all is well
and never fear

ignore those dragons
flying near
for I am here
protecting you

my dearest ones
all my daughters
all my sons
neglecting none.

No sword but love
she strives above
outshines all others
who are not mothers.




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In honor of heroic mothers everywhere.
Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720549-The-Heros-Tale
Submitted: March 21




Everyday Eyes

You never see it when you choose
to view this vibrant item only
with those everyday eyes
lamentably inattentive
to that specific
yet ever so
subtle
par-
tic-
u-
lar
which yes
would change
everything were you
to attend life with a view
toward seeing more through
inward vision sharply attuned to
all those elusively incredible details.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720451--Simple-Things-6150-pts
Submitted: March 21




The Fractal Reality of God in All

All parts reflecting
in, around

and every thing
in something found:

this image echoes
mirrored light,

enlarged, restates
recursive sight.

From here, perceive
eternity

the endlessly
envisioned sea

reiterating
large and small

the echoed waves
of few in all.

Aglow within
this humble soul

the grandeur of
God's cosmic role.




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50 words.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720601-Convince-me-God-is-real
Submitted: March 20




Guiding Hands

Your guiding hand,
so fragile now,
has lead me toward
a stronger grasp
on life and truth.

Now, as I clasp
your tired hand,
I offer strength
to help you stand,
hold on to hope.




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Challenge prompt link (deadline missed, poem not submitted):
https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720526-picture-prompt
Submitted: March 20




Exalt

As shadows clutch this dismal hour
and thunder trembles pillars loose
and ground begins to burst and flood
with fire, stones, mud, and blood
as smoke chokes off the last of skies
most voices smothered in their fear
when darkness draws itself too near,
one humble prayer can raise its sword,
repulse the wicked, praise the Lord,
its words of faith a surge of might.
When all seems lost, exalt the Light.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720151-Quote-Prompt--Dont-allow-....--noguest
Submitted: March 17




Invigoration

Evergreens asking
willows for dances

weathervanes whistling
windows humming

gates opening
closing excitedly

restless grass
rushing skies:

spring invigorates
everything!




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721305-20-words-wind-blown-
Submitted: March 16




Box

Boxed memories kept
because, one day in winter,
you'll want to recall.




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Challenge prompt (deadline missed, poem not submitted).
Submitted: March 16




The New Old Isolationists

The global life seemed natural
until some minds reverted to
thinking from an age ago.
Then talk of walls emerged once more,
and antique fears were dusted off:
the Others now the enemy.

Domes enveloped cities whole,
and no one left their zones again.
And all seemed safe until the glass
began to crack along with hopes
of insulating life from change.
And once again the world grew strange.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721239-Pen-something-to-this-vintage-sci-fi-image-
Submitted: March 16




Persecutor Conversion

Waging hate against belief,
you menaced faithful from the land,
convinced you held the upper hand,
unprepared that would be brief
even as you dreamt of chains,
delighting in potential pains.

Damascus deemed your endgame move,
you left without a second thought,
least expecting to be caught
along that road, turned, reprove
yourself in visions so divined
for days you would be stricken blind.

You rode around as Saul back then,
but what you witnessed altered more
than name or eyes will answer for:
that Voice commanding your Amen,
ghostly spirit - vessel - soul -
your sight again becoming whole,

reborn to breathe and live the Word,
- Apostle-bound - proclaiming loud
inspired truths to any crowd,
by letter or in person, heard
as one who first had doubted all,
at last the Saint most know as Paul.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2721001-Image-Prompt.--Big-Points-

Inspired by Acts 9 (Saul / Paul's conversion on the road to Damascus)
https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Acts+9&version=NKJV
Submitted: March 11




Milkweed to Monarchs

Just off the road, before the stores
can dream of cheapening this view
divinely ranged for royalty,
I wait for you, my rarest friends,
hoping wind will drift you here,
where I and all my kin remain
with welcome leaves and nectar rich.

With every day you don't arrive,
I wonder did you make it through
and blame myself for being off
the route you chose this spring around.
If I could free these roots of mine,
I'd take my chances on a gust,
if just to meet you in your quest.

Some think you frail. I know your strengths,
that grail you seek above that grace.
We bloom beyond all beauty's jewels.
With hardiness we both survive,
true partners proving they will strive
to rise where others stoop to dive:
alive so life renews to thrive.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720985-Native-Plants
Submitted: March 11




Restoration

Sifting through the splintered beams,
the splattered glass of picture frames,
muddy pillows, rails and clothes,
she spots the album's edge, extracts
a history as carefully
trembling hands allow today,
inspects her photos with relief:
those art museums in Madrid,
her gourmet nights in Tuscany,
Vienna quintet, awkward waltz,
slow carriages beside the lake,
lanterns floating, tea rooms, hats,
that shoe shop with the perfect flats,
bread stands, and that chocolatier,
cobblestones and Yellowstone.
Remembrance pulls her from the crush.
An earthquake took away her home,
yet she would always tend to roam.
Soon enough she would rebuild.
Itineraries unfulfilled
summon her to think anew:
"Fresh memories will see me through."




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719327--The-Poet-Within-38-Julie-Alger-
Submitted: March 10




Chimeric

A tiger cowers,
looks away: lambs pass without
discharging venom.

Invisible frogs
feast through night, so big they sink
slowly into mud.

Above, a falcon
blots the sun out with its wings,
thirty feet across.

Rumbling ground erupts:
rocks and flying dirt: giant
earthworms tunnel near.

Six-limbed squirrels leap
far, faster, arms full of nuts:
ample winter food.

Tiny elephants
frolicing with mice trumpet
squeaks of utter joy.

Mermaids now exist,
fish tails, scales, and all; they like
to shock fishermen.

Dolphins on the beach
gather as a sunset swims
into tomorrow.





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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720040-When-the-haiku-meets-the-double-helix
Submitted: March 9




Flora's War

Within a jungle, plants wage war
stems by petals, leaves to roots,
for a sip of drizzled light
or trickles of assuaging rain
slipped through grabby canopies
of elder trees absorbing most.
As shadows salve or smother vim
and twigs enmesh themselves in traps
and branches lash or crash and crush
and flailing trunks contuse the scene,
this struggle of no treaties signed,
no spoils vaunted or parades,
rallies under Flora's flag:
no darlings kept, for all of life.




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79 words. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719956-Prompt
Submitted: March 8




Tapestry

We're woven in this tapestry
us, and them, and all the rest:
a spectral blend of unity,
diversified and coalesced.
Each difference, opportunity:
recall how far we had progressed.
Our trees of genealogy
intertwined and do attest
our mutual community,
divergent yet converging, blessed.
The weavers of this tapestry:
everyone once none oppressed.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720619-Acrylic-Painting-Prompt---Technicolour-
Submitted: March 5




Body Language

The body and the mind agree
to work together, usually.
Sometimes brain will sense a lie
and transmit signals to defy
what the mind intends to say
and cause a body to convey
a message not as much untrue
through gestures or a subtle cue:
the fluttering of anxious eye
when awkward pauses falsify
a stuttering in nervous teeth
a heartbeat pounding underneath
a restless leg or wave of arm
a change in voice to raise alarm
a tilted head or shifting hips
a gulp, perhaps some Freudian slips
a mouth that suddenly goes dry
a tongue-tied tongue that can't untie
a foot that points another way
or fingers flirting to betray
precisely how you're feeling now
or what you really should have said
had you courage to allow
the truth to speak its heart instead.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720248-Betrayal-
Submitted: March 5




Stairs

Yes,
this be
the stuff of
dreams, but,
realistically, I must
ask: how wise are they
to climb those fanciful stairs
until they reach that heavenly abode
floating over ocean absent foundation?





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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720557-Romantic-Hidaway-Picture-Prompt
Submitted: March 5




His Eternal Song

I "turn the page"; it's there again:
Your unsaid love, it sings to me.

We journey far, it echoes on:
Your tireless love, it sings to us.

Inside their dreams, its lucid ring:
Your real love, it sings to them.

When no one heeds, believes, or cares:
Your Godly love still sings to all.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719561-Video-Prompt---Haley-Westenra
Submitted: March 5




Chains

You are no Prometheus
chained to stones, a thief alone,
tormented by a bird of prey.

Nor were you Odysseus
bound upon a boundless sea,
so desperate to get back home.

Nor will you be Merlin yet,
imprisoned by the Lady taught
his esoteric magic craft.

Your chains are yours: they're in your name,
yoked about your thoughts and dreams
until you tear them at the "seems."




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720442-Shelley-Quote-
Submitted: March 5




Outside of Time

We could live outside of time:
its ghostly hands slip through our arms
incapable of holding us
or bearing weight of wait denied.

From birth we learn to honor clocks,
those things of gears, and plastic, glass,
their hands which twitch in increments
around a center never there.

Time rules the rulers of the world,
reserves a secret of its own:
at best it reigns those minds at rest
and machines which have no sense.

But trace the shadows minutes cast
toward strings of phantom puppeteers
pulling at your moments so
you're moving how they make you go.

To cut those strings, to end this play,
we just dismiss despotic day:
refuse to give into its fears
and live beyond pretense of years.




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Challenge prompt (poem not submitted; deadline missed).
Submitted: March 5




No Farther, Said the Father

An admonition
from your father

warning you to
go no farther

falls on ears
too deaf to heed

and so this drop
is no surprise

the glare of sun
within your eyes

blinding you
on your descent

and now you wish
all other sense

would leave before
you reach the Earth.

At least he taught you
how to fly

and both of you
broke from the maze

before you craved
to be amazed

ascending higher
than advised

to lose your wings
with everything

and serve to warn
all others hence

the damage of
indifference.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719937-Why-Icarus-fell-
Submitted: March 5




Young Pandora

Pandora loved to open things,
and in the kitchen of the gods
such strange delights would pique her eyes
and slip within her prying thumbs
- among the oddest, cans of cats.
One lid removed, and out leaped two
exceedingly endearing beasts
completely feline but in size:
so tiny, scaled to fit her hands.
She grabbed them gently and ran off
toward her most peculiar room
to give them names and play some games,
until Zeus discovered her,
more curious than furious:
"Pandora, dear, what have we here?"
"This is Woe. I call her Hope,"
she explained adorably.
Zeus relented, "Yes, enjoy,"
impressed by her prophetic words.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720431-Fantasy-366
Submitted: March 5




A Clown's Crusade

With outsized shoes, cartoonish nose,
exaggerated gloves and pants,
he prances, dances, stumbles, flips,
performing silly slapstick tricks,
then toots a horn to tease the crowd.
He somehow gets the sternest face
to lapse a bit, give into grin,
because he's now the wiser fool
experienced with humor's cues
and recognizes he can curve
their tensions into some relief
like bent balloons to airy toys
and briefly help the crowd escape
the crush of life so rushed and grave.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719781-Clowns-
Submitted: March 5




Incanto

Such phrasal powers when your words
converge upon a meaning's might,

provoking truths so powerful
they force or charm beyond belief:

to burst potential's dam and flood
the desert of another's soul

or with their million arrows' scourge
halt combatants without war

or raise the gates to liberate
those minds enslaved by knavery

or venture you across the seas
in metaphors of whales and wings

or soothe those wounds no medicine
or surgeries can hope to heal

or send a shiver, make one quiver,
giving what's not sold or seized

or bridge the canyon of a sense
or kindle passion in cold hearts.

Come seek your phrase, declare your spell,
and may your terms be chosen well.





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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719756-Poetry-is-a-phantom-script
Submitted: March 5




My Very Mutable Muse

My very mutable muse, she
will shapeshift all year long.

Today she was the Pegasus.
We galloped up into the stars.

Yesterday she struck the ground:
a brazen bolt of frightening light.

Last week she came by way of songs,
invigorating memories.

Last month she stepped out from the moon.
How she loves mythologies.

Tomorrow? No, I cannot say.
Perhaps she's waiting in the clay.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719700-Musing-on-Muses
Submitted: March 4




The Cherished Princess

Born in splendid forestry
with fauna mostly for her friends,
she'd merely have to step outside
for some cordial company.

The blooms perfumed her days so sweet
as birds would perch to warble song,
while frogs and rabbits hopped along,
and skies would smile wide to greet.

This cherished Princess, of Queen Spring,
would someday charm them back to life,
commanding Winter end his strife,
renewing hopes in everything.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720253-Fantasy-363
Submitted: March 4




A Small Cornered Mouse to the Great Big Cat

I know you missed your morning treats,
and lunch - you turned your nose right up.
That tin can food, it's not your thing,
but, look at me.  Just look at me!

If I were you, here's what I'd see:
no meat, just bones to choke you gone,
six whiskers stuck between your teeth,
a tail you'd spit out instantly.

You see just what I'm saying here?
If I were you, I'd raid the fridge.
Skip the veggies.  Grab the fish!
Make yourself a real dish.

So say we call it quits tonight.
We're starving now.  Think appetite! 
We find our feasts.  Oh, what a sight! 
We'll go on, now.  We'll make this right.

Right?




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719720-Through-the-eyes-of-a-big-cat
Submitted: March 4




Far

Impossible,
or so they said,
to go as far
as none have not.

Yet here I stand:
the mountaintop
where none ascend,
and I will rest

to prize the view
so few will hold.
And then I'll start
to climb again.

Next stop: the sky,
and then the stars.
Don't shake your head.
They're not so far.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719717---Tenacity---Quote-prompt-
Submitted: March 4




A Tale of Two Candles

A pas de deux sprung from one match:
two flames flex round, step into dance
to cast the night within their trance.

One hotter than the other runs,
the other, of her mirrored world,
where reversals reign the daze.

The rooms inhale their hurried breaths,
their ballet slurred by somber lamps
partnered with the dusty chairs.

This passion paralleled consumes:
two wicks to whisper their farewells,
but not before their music's spent.

For now, two worlds twirl heart by hand,
leaping through a dreamless dark;
all loves reflected in their spark.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720477-Candle---Mirror-Quote-----Edith-Wharton
Submitted: March 3




Now Just Imagine...

If you went to your mailbox
and a unicorn leaped out

or if you went to your car
and it turned into a whale

or if you opened your door
and Saturn's out there

or if you looked in a mirror
and saw a flower garden

or if you asked me
what this poem means

and I told you it was
all about growing old.

.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720416-Word-Prompt---Imagine---60-words-or-less-
Submitted: March 3




Pink

A pink that blossoms
only bring, sweet harbingers
of spring's soft pastels.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720293-Cherry-blossom..-Video---pic-prompt..
Submitted: March 3




I Openly Converse with God

I mostly forego formal prayers
when I need to meet with God.

I do prefer to improvise,
to speak what's really in my heart.

I find these honest talks can lead
to clarity - solutions, too,

because a problem, once defined,
invites an answer to the mind.

And God can see my every thought
and help me find the truths I've sought.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720476-Do-Not-Judge
Submitted: March 3




Mane

I mussed my mane on that last jaunt,
lunging under elephants
while huffing, running, to evade
the stampede of a thousand bulls.

That ground, it shook me to the claw,
and, for a moment, I was down
and watched them leap right over me.
Amazingly, I'm merely scratched.

For now, I'll climb back to the pride,
review my "kingdom" safely there.
Lesser creatures would have cried.
In time, the wind will comb my hair.




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Bad hair day for a lion :-)  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719742-Bad-Hair-Day-Contest-2
Submitted: March 3




If There's Anything I Learned...

I nose myself throughout the maze,
a mouse in search of openings.
Each turn is scarcely different
than the last I must have passed
a dozen times or more - who knows?

My tail, it doesn't help with walls.
My whiskers tickle less and less.
Whoever planned this labyrinth
has a penchant for dead ends.
Is this for science, or for life?

If there's anything I learned from this:
the one thing not to do is stop.
Not if exits could be close.
Not as far as hoping goes.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719637-Where-Has-Your-Untaught-Mind-Lead-You-Today
Submitted: March 3




A Dream with Wings

A vision of two golden wings
appeared to us above the hill.
When closer yet, we felt its flames.
We dared to ask it of its names.

"Some know me as the Angel of Spring,
while others dub me Phoenix Bird.
Beyond all words, I shall return,"
it said, before that vision passed.

And then our shoulders shuddered back,
where wings did sprout before our eyes.
As birds we blurted through the clouds,
wondering what dreams would come.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719675-Wings---Digital-Painting-Prompt-

Last line intentionally (partly) echoic of a line from Hamlet's famous soliloquy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/To_be ,_or_not_to_be
Submitted: March 3




Testaments

Leaves speak your presence:
sermon stones, proverbs rain, stars
spread your testaments.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719642--Sonia3902z-Judge-Gods-Creation-haiku
Submitted: March 3




Dog! Ball! Awww?

I'm crashing through your living room
without a care left in my fur.

Everything's a thud and blur
because I'm all about the ball:

it hit the couch, bounced off the broom.
I cannot sniff it out at all.

It doesn't matter:  there's the cat!
Today I'll show him where it's at.

He's sly, so fast.  Where did it go?
Sorry, Michelangelo!

I'll blame the cat for - what's that sound?
Is that your car coming around?

Ripped pillows, mud:  can I deny?
Act cute.  Give paw.  At least I'll try!




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2718668-Roughhousing-
Submitted: March 3




Clearing

A clearing sky began to loom:
those stars she last beheld that fall.

Again, when frost lords stole it all
and cast the land in glacial gloom.

Before the sun could even rise
a hope arose behind her eyes,

and she would fly above the hills
to wake her fairy folk with thrills:

Our time returns to plant, rejoice!
Let us sing and raise our voice!

Let the frost lords hear our joy.
Their rule can never last a year!

Let them know they don't destroy.
Let them see we have no fear!




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720254-Fantasy-364
Submitted: March 3




Give It Back

If what you gave
was what you'd get

and nothing less
or anything more

you'd give it all
to have it back.

But life, it rarely
works like that.

But, when it does,
it's something else.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720225-What-you-want-and-what-you-get..-
Submitted: March 3




Rain Prayer

Dear Lord above, please hear me out.
My dirt's gone dry thanks to this drought,
and now next week they called a high
- a hundred plus degrees. I try
my best, carrying water and such,
but then that sun - it's just too much.
These crops, they're thirsty for some rain,
and, Lord, I don't mean to be a pain,
but if you spare a storm or three,
I'm in your debt. And you know me:
I keep this farm to feed this town.
I've got no castles, wear no crown.
My riches come from giving food,
and all I mean to do is good.
I'm grateful, Lord, you hear me out,
and pray you help these seeds to sprout.
Amen.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719638-Big-Points---And-then-comes-the-Rain.
Submitted: March 3




Observe

My eyes are mine. The things they see
are evermore unique to me.

If somehow I could lend them out,
your vision would remain without

essential things completing sight:
my mind and all that's come to light.

While views will often start with nerve,
there's more to life than we observe.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719626-What-do-you-see.
Submitted: March 3




Restoring Pluto

Pluto, refuse to be belittled so.
Demand your status be returned.
Shout, "Reinstate me as a world!"

When we launched a probe, we learned
you wear a heart so large, despite
your rude exclusion from the pack.

As greatness states no minimum,
Earth's smaller to diminish you.
Think big, stay sweet. Be patient, too.




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Earlier poem title: Restoration.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720449-Write-on-a-planet--not-Earth--or-a-star-of-
Submitted: March 2




Oberon to Titania

As Oberon, your jealous king,
I asked of you, my crafty Queen,
dispatch that impish Puck to me;

instead, you played upon my plight,
and, on this night, midsummer dreams
did kindle mischiefs in my head:

your starry stares do swear you fell
enamored with absurdity,
yet laughter runs to mercy's arms.

Amending this, my foolish fawn,
please stand with me, bless everyone,
and grant the shadows back their game,
awaken from what we became.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720428-Image-Prompt-noguest

Poem alludes to reimagined characters from William Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Submitted: March 2




Her Second Chance

At long last, her magic sings,
swerving through her motley wings.
How good it felt to have that fast,
as slow a hundred years had passed.
And now she would make full amends
to all alive, both foes and friends:
to help purge darkness from the wood.
No more mischief, sworn to good.
Enchantment solely to protect
her wonderland from being wrecked
by all the demons she had freed
before she shattered spells of greed.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720426-Fantasy-Prompt-noguest
Submitted: March 2




I'm an Old But Useful Truck

I lugged my loads. I earned my rust.
So, when they steered me into mud,
wheels spinning stuck, then sunk,
I must admit that wearied me:
the thought of hauling never more.

But now some ravens call me home.
I've befriended blooms and weeds.
My engine's refuge to wayward cats
waiting out the passing storms.

My trunk fills up with rain at times,
and creatures sip their fill and run.
I face the sunrise, dream with stars.

While my axle's bent, antenna's broke,
my empty tank has gaping holes,
and my battery has lost its jumps,
it's just not right to say, "I'm done."

My driving days? Of course, they're gone.
Odometer's not budged in years.
But I'm more than metal, wires, and gears!

So many functions I can fill!
I feel them whirl within my grill.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719588-Image---Old-Truck

Some intentional Poe references just for fun ;-)
Submitted: March 2




Heartbreak

That pain from sense is brought along
by messengers within the spine.

These couriers will carry word,
from ache to brain, to say what hurts.

When suffering strikes mind or soul,
these heralds have nowhere to run;

they lounge around, discuss their day,
and wait for heartbreak to set in.

Then they resume. It's what they do.
And here they come, because of you.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719779-Quote-contest-big-points
Submitted: March 2




Behemoths

The wideness of a road suggests
a passage based upon demands.

Why was this route so broadly based?
Perhaps behemoths walk this way,

and slowly over centuries
their constant treading cleared the paths

from the mountains, where they play,
toward the sea, in which they bathe,

by the forests, where trees become
back-scratchers and makeshift combs,

before the canyons, where they leap,
returning to their storybooks.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720398-Roads-are-made-of-giants
Submitted: March 2




Transcend

Deep beneath the thickest skin,
past muscles and the ligaments,
behind those bones, beyond all blood,
the immaterial you begins:

the halo of a soul aglow,
incandescent, still unseen,
a mystery to the sciences,
persisting through all ignorance.

There is a way to find it, though,
with inward sight, through mindful faith.
To sense it where our senses end,
forget perception: we transcend.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719624-Do-you-know-the-difference-between-your-fle
Submitted: March 2




How Sweet

A heart-shaped box gifts
snow with treats it cannot eat,
but the thought is sweet.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719589-February-haiku-
Submitted: March 2




A Darkly Path, the Chosen Road

Scarred before you braved the bane
of destinies to be fulfilled,
despite attempts repressing truths,
your magic will not be denied.

For you illume the darkly path,
the chosen road beyond all walls,
mentored by your life, a sage,
and not without your fellowship,
to master skills and wizardry.

But first you must learn how to spell
to wield a wand and focus force
beyond the wicked visions, fears,
(or risk yourself becoming myth)
so the riddle (not to be named)
shall stand the chance of being cast
along with curses of the past.




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Harry Potter theme contest.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719625-Harry-Potter
Submitted: March 2




Reflect

A loss of gloss: no loss at all,
if we're talking worldly things,
but if we mean the gleam of eyes,
the luster of a sacred love,
then this is fading to lament.

Your radiance withheld from me
is robbing asters of their sun,
so when your eyes fall short of beam
understand this dimness felt,
the withering within my words.

Let the metals oxidize.
Forget the tarnished varnished wood,
the glasses smudged with fingerprints,
adornments subject to decay,
and just reflect on us today.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719619-Discovering-Poets-Series---227-Katherine-Fo
Submitted: March 2




All Hail the Cat Queen

Serene upon her golden throne
(the couch you never get to sit)
she entertains you as her guest
and licks her paw as you attend
her greatness as she flicks her tail
and gives that look dismissing you.

Like a jester, your reappear,
shaking toys and talking dumb,
and she's having none of that.
She turns her back and stares outside:
her kingdom bores her so today.

You scratch her head, and then she purrs,
and angles neck approvingly.
Merciful, she lets you live.
For you are worthy, for a while,
and you may feed her treats again
- until she reveals claws,
reminds you who's the ruler here.




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Submitted: March 1




Modest Starts

There's no shame in modest starts:
the universe, begot from dot,
began as small, our textbooks state.

Just look around: the largest things
we touch or see, most massive space,
a trillion times reduced to bits

smaller than the smallest spot.
Dishonor comes when trying dies
before it had a chance to live.




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Submitted: March 1




No Narcissus

I am no Narcissus now,
flooded with my watery self,
ignoring what you say to me.
I'd never leave your words for last.

If there is a mirrored love,
it's how I view myself in you:
ideas you find, in words you breathe,
imperfectly perfected dream.

Serenity of symmetries:
adoring you echoed in me,
balanced by our bettered selves,
at peace with our equalities.




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Submitted: March 1




Conundra (or, Your Koans)

That enigma of your smile:
was it wile all the while?

Those riddles in your piercing eyes:
reflecting or deflecting me.

This puzzle of unspoken words:
if silence had bookshelves to say.

Quandries of indifference:
disinterested, affections kept?

Dilemmas of your care, neglect:
how well you dwell then disappear.

You mystify me endlessly.
Or does my wonder ask too much?




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Submitted: March 1




Words, Words, Words

H aply
A non
M ethinks
L ove
E xeunt
T is




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Inspired by Shakespeare's language and the character of Hamlet.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719512-My-Life-As-A-Word-Player
Submitted: March 1




Turning 30?

You're 30 now? On Earth? Then true,
but, further out, your ages range:

on Mercury you'd nearly be
two colossal centuries!

Venus holds you not so old:
there you're nearly forty nine!

Mars is where new youth begins:
on the edge of sweet sixteen.

For Jupiter, a "terrible two,"
and Saturn, just above a year.

In Uranus and Neptune time,
you're but a baby of some months.

On Pluto, you're the youngest there.
No teething yet, but maybe hair?

Which really means these years are just
relative to suns and dust.




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To contest provider: happy birthday!
Submitted: March 1




Count

Count on numbers? Not so much.
They often speak in estimates
content with fractions of a whole.

Those decimating decimals,
commodities on commas hooked,
multiplying countlessness.

With the constance of a variable
even sums can overspend
attention to the quantified.

A golden ratio of truths
await us on a wiser path,
one relying less on math

but values irreducible.
Irrational? Let us divide
the integers from what they hide.




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Submitted: March 1




Helium

Helium - I wish I was:
to be the sun to warm your hands

- or Helios, with fire-mares,
a chariot: we drive the sky!

Helium, to lift you up,
above a hill you never climbed

- also, so that we might squeak
like silly chipmunks which could speak

of fusion and balloons all day,
making light, to never weigh.




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60 words. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719471-Uplifting-
Submitted: February 28




Degrees

No matter how your sadness aches,
degrees of misery exist:

what separates these levels then?
Do you really think you know?

It's not the depth of papercuts
nor the number of crushed bones.

It's not how bitterly you weep,
nor the fierceness of your curse.

Are you caught up in a sum?
Decline to guess beyond a gain?

It's not how much you lost or hurt:
no quantity in sorrow's weight.

It's a measure of your soul:
where and why you go when worse.

Do you run? Could you escape?
Can you kneel? Will you pray?

Did the price of pain exceed your faith?
And can you say you still believe?





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Submitted: February 28




Eleventh Earth

Rising from nine light-years' sleep,
suspended in an endless dream,
your first new fact is home is here,
a planet dubbed "Eleventh Earth,"
ensured by probes launched long ago
a sphere life might endure again.

Your sensors scan for gravity,
oxygen and water, land,
temperature and weather zones,
blinking reassuring glows.
Physically, it all checks out,
and soon the landing crafts dispatch.

You smile, recalling other Earths,
unlivable as they must be,
and hope this world survives your stay.
No options left, your robots pray.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720145-Fantasy---Imagery-Picture-Prompt
Submitted: February 28




A Creator Braves

The vacant canvas menaces
a studio where paintings lean
lamentably along the wall,
unsold, unseen, despite intent
to have them hung, interpreted,
admired for their brilliant lines,
conversation pieces each,
some worthy of a critic's test.
Across the room, a painter stares,
a brush for sword, a palette shield,
to cast away the emptiness
consuming all within its claws.
The painter sabers several strokes,
and, just as swift, it's finished now:
the vanquished void becomes an art.




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Submitted: February 28




Serenade

Enkindling dawn warms my guitar:
two sunbursts blazing ballads soon
six scintillating strings will sing
as I embrace my music's wish
and strum accord with melodies
waking, fervent to be heard,
enchanting wind with rhythm's dance.
The morning birds appear, await
a soulful serenade from me
- a custom once I gave my heart
to song, to live a lyric's life:
to be recalled when silence comes,
inspiring new voice to air,
intoned with care and beauty's truths,
attuned to note a sounder place
within the light of harmony.




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89 words. Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719436-Word-prompt
Submitted: February 28




Tonight

With the minute hand's approach
to the fabled midnight mark
a magic stirs within the sky
yet no wonder seems to whirl
because a sense of fate prevails
as a breeze turns into chill
and a growing sense of will
begins in me to fight the spell
cast upon my natal day:
to break the curse of minutes lost
and live without a mind for clocks
- to never dread a pendulum,
be fearless now beneath the bells
signifying hours past, at last
emancipating life from time.




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Submitted: February 27




Puzzle Pieces

At first they almost look the same
- a blend of edges spread about,
made tougher that the cover's lost:
no photo shows the finished view.

Judging from the hues and shapes,
this might be a garden path,
a mountain, hill, or something else:
a yard, or quilt, or kind of cloth.

Nothing short of effort clues
whatever this could really be.
So let us find the corners first
and puzzle out this scene unseen.




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Challenge prompt link (poem not submitted; deadline missed): https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720049-Word-Prompt---Puzzle---60-words-or-less-
Submitted: February 27




Conquer

All they ask is you submit,
betray yourselves, accept their rule

entirely

without delay or loud protest.
Just step aside and let them seize

entirety

what they proclaim was always theirs,
the ones who can eradicate

entirely.

So why that face? Just let them through.
Surrender soon so you can lose

entirety

- unless you sense they've got it wrong,
reject their terms, and stand your ground,

refuse to fall subordinate,
invoking all your sovereign rights

to raise your voices, conquer fright,
if you mean to last the night

to be the master of yourselves
and manifest your destinies.




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Submitted: February 27




Mirror You

An honest mirror - magicless -
will show you every wrinkle, fault,
revealing imperfections such
you might just turn away and run.

If that mirror is your life,
no angle lends a softer look,
however fair you wish to seem,
unless you blind yourself and lie.

When eyes endure the faults and flaws
only then will they have sensed
the silhouettes of larger truths:
sights unseen since childhood,

when delusions grew no roots
within a vernal mind so pure
that the mirror would reflect
the spellbound paragon of youth.




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Submitted: February 27




The Wind Forbids

The fiendish wind forbids the door
from opening beyond an inch:

its muscles crushing impetus
with twice the force, as if to say,

"You'll not be leaving here today,
and you don't want me as a guest!"

I should be glad: this room - this house
- would rupture had I won the round,

the door unlikely to be closed,
subjecting all to unhinged rage

almost like Pandora's box,
except for Hope she had retained:

this tempest wails without refrain,
and so, for now, we will remain.




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Submitted: February 27




Comfort on a Winter Night

Hugged within a sweater, soft,
with cocoa sips, a lick of mint,
and pleasance of a pillow's plush
assuaging strains to fade away
asking stressful thoughts to leave,
return outside where they belong,
not here in this painless haven
where limbs and mind can sigh, unwind,
and eyes attend the flames' ballet
its pirouettes and bounding sparks
enthralling all within their glow
as hours slur, and warmth and rest
is all you ever need to know.




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Submitted: February 27




The Dreamer vs. the Doer

A dreamer rapt in cumulus
traces lazy loops of plans
across the skies with wince and sigh
fatigued to have such heavy thoughts
on such a careless day as this.

The doer, down below, peers up,
wiping sweat from sunburned brow
- the firmament, no sign of rain -
and pries a buried lockbox free
on such a crushing day as this.

The dreamer yawns and stretches wide:
rainbow grazing open hand.

The doer digs and finds the key,
unbolts apparent "treasure chest."

The dreamer sees and craves the gold,
leaping outright from the cloud.

The doer takes a break and laughs:
how the pyrite glimmers so.




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Submitted: February 26




Heavy Elementary School

Forged from cores compressed until
gravity collapses all:
velocity's now everything

then

bursting boldness, utmost light
interpenetrating space:
matter splattered every way

then

attraction's compact with the motes,
an age of orbs absorbing more:
cosmic bodies born to whirl

then

primal worlds and swirling clouds
comets, lightning, signs of life:
welcome to the Cambrian

then

pulverized, regenesis,
ancestral spears to modern tech:
artificial minds emerge

then





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Submitted: February 26




Unplanned

Wandering this wooded maze
entwined with vines, impediments,
one would last expect a path
appearing out of nowhere, though
here goes the ground from mud to plank
paving certain progress forth,
to where I cannot tell from here,
prepared, I sense, not long ago,
and with it comes a wondering:

proceed along a furnished route
or take my chances branch by branch?
Predetermined steps ahead,
or hazarding an unknown way?

Further still: a bridge to cross
signifies divided land, a breach
perhaps too deep to leap.
Fear has never been my guide.

Digressed so long without an out,
it lends the readied trail allure
- except I got to here, thus far,
without a map, yet with intent
to navigate most barriers,
my compass charges on through faith
(in myself and providence)
experience and enterprise,
invention, peace, and tolerance,
advancing my potential self,
even as some shadows smirk
and thorns assault my head and hands.

I own my choices, turn by turn,
with purpose and few backward looks.
Destination? Liberty.
Unplanned my road shall ever be.




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Submitted: February 26




Attest

Could rock, at last, at least attest
the best of human progress made?

The pyramids propose their points,
which Stonehenge does substantiate.

The dinosaurs: they do live on,
if fossils fleshed out in our minds.

Those Easter Island heads concur,
and Mesa Verde verifies:

yes, it could work a while - well,
until those stones return to dust.

Such "permanence" may long endure
should the universe permit,

but the questions: who would see?
know or care? decode or keep?




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Submitted: February 25




Dust

A particle of dust descends
slowly over trophy shelves
tumbling under golden cups
scarcely mirrored in the bronze
slipping past the silver prize
below their marble bases, names,
lower than the mantle's ledge
embracing fingers of a flame
which hold it as they make a wish
then blow it toward the facing wall
where glass refracts the filaments
of cobwebs clutching chandeliers
which holds no candle to the hearth
imbuing room with ardent hues
as only fire can inspire
igniting sparks of newborn dust
unto finite points of rest:
within a wreath of withered blooms
around the bowl of plastic fruit
about the statue of a king
or volumes long since read aloud
before four paintings rarely viewed
above arrangements dried and dyed
adorning urns of ashes saved
or coating unfamiliar frames
of faces immemorial.




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Submitted: February 25




Empathy for Equality

Equality must be the goal
of any thoughts inclined to race.

Diversity, the difference
all eyes must clearly realize.

Accepting actions that you take:
heed to speak the Golden Rule.

No justice in prejudgements reached:
judiciously avoid verdicts.

Perception - never terminate
upon the surface of a sense.

May benefits of any doubt
ensure our trust in common good.

Gender, epidermis, age:
seek quality within a soul.

Fairness be the right of one
endowed to none or all (not some).

Dissect how nature coexists,
nameless, labels out of place.

Lessons from a stranger's class
teach a course in empathy.

Fear the xenophobic trend.
Brave to be ourselves, not less.

Mind our universal threads,
the heavens of our tapestry.




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Submitted: February 25




Prelude to a Nocturne


Flocks cascade from cloud to lake
reflecting summer's umber dusk.
 
Trees unweave their worried hands
while cooler air creeps catlike close.
 
Minutes quicken pulses surge:
the promise of pluperfect night.
 
Inward chills spill down a spine
arched as eyes desire stars.
 
Magnificence - the fullest moon
casting alabaster spells:
 
our limbs alert - electric hair -
enlivened silence into breaths
 
deepening expectancy
as disguise of skies drifts off.
 
So the cosmos bares its mind
sanctifying evenfall
 
its gospel rousing mouths to awe:
ambrosial wisdom wrought of rays.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719790-Rhapsody
Submitted: February 25




Endgame Momentum

Momentum from initial moves

quiescent queens beside the board

mordacious knight on vengeful steed

three suddenly prodigious pawns

a sacrificial bishop's prayer

abandoned castle at an edge

requiem for cornered kings

new questions of old openings.




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Verbless contest.  Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2720071-Verbless-Poetry
Submitted: February 24




In a Moment, Living Eternally

"Live within the moment, now,"
some say, as if that could be done.

In truth those very moments last
not long enough to fit our lives.

We never knew this instant time:
these senses ever run behind

perceiving partly what had passed,
milliseconds until mind

delaying signals by design:
futures not to be outrun.

Instead, let us master how
to peer past time as it arrives

anticipate an ageless day
so not to clock each fresh event

or let a second circumvent
our memories for what may stay.

In timeless ways we could awake:
epiphanies no tense can take.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719167-Present
Submitted: February 24




Prehistoric Web

Air, no bandwidth; links
nor likes, yet webs spun for prey,
nature networking.

Nameless domains, streams
alive without diversion;
searches, yes: for food.

Everything offline
yet connected; encrypted
cries so lives survive.

Passwords? Access for
the fittest, fleet, stars and moon
message before fire.




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Challenge prompt (not submitted; deadline missed).
Submitted: February 24




Upgrade

I am no computer, yet
somehow you upgraded me
increasing my capacity
to remember and decode,
compatible and with a drive
to process and accept
augmenting inward clarity
my chipless shoulders strong
to take upon the daily load
enduring as to still belong
while newer, faster minds arrive.
At last, the data has a base,
and all the bits fall into place
correcting errors in the source
of cycles lost to dumb brute force.
I command my system here,
network thanks to you, my dear:
such input fixed my crashing heart.
Because of you, I now can start.




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Submitted: February 24




With Stellar Souls

Because you soar with stellar souls
to somewhere rockets cannot reach,
gravity but speeds your hearts
as you push from your world's pull.
Vacuums fill your nightly dreams
and even here, beyond the sun,
light speed shall refrain from speech:
the promise of a threshold crossed
allures you toward infinities:
to make a first discovery
(in person versus probes)
to scale uncharted pinnacles
and graph exotic globes.
The vastness of the cosmic sea
magnifies your moments, you,
who shrink before no distances
nor horizons, however eventful:
you, who outrun asteroids,
who rush toward supernovas, bold
and ever venturing forth,
inspire us to prize your call:
our universe, to know it all.




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Submitted: February 23




Neither Blindly, Nor in Fear

True faith walks on without its eyes
bound within in a blinding cloth,

baptized by experience
subordinate to no one sense

accepting not just what was said,
instead affirmed by wisdom owned.

It faces questions pressed against
everything it takes for truth.

Whatever fails to validate
gives no cause to vacillate

or, when a point remains obscured,
no urge emerges to distrust

because perception has a say
all within a worldly day

and time may never come to serve
some solace when a mystery

topples walls and columns broke.
Faith strides calmly through the smoke,

no mouse made meek by fictive fright
but lionhearted, roaring Light.




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Challenge prompt link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2718528-Lifes-Journey-of-Faith
Submitted: February 23




Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

Yesterday: crows streaked
through clouds like ink spilled over
pink pastel paper.

Today: gray skies shed
attention fast: how nothing
can advance an hour.

Tomorrow: will blue
return as many yearn? Will
spring begin to bloom?




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Submitted: February 22








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