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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

THE SURVIVAL OF HOPE


November PAD Challenge day 30!  Prompt “write a against all odds poem”

THE SURVIVAL OF HOPE 


All hope is dwindling
in steep glissade
downward
fading
spiraling
to the
point
of no
return

yet the
survival of
hope can descend
into any valley and scale to any height
triumphs in every moment while its still kept in sight



Tuesday, November 29, 2011

THE TIDE OF NIGHT


November PAD Challenge:  Day 29  Prompt " write a night poem, write a day poem"

THE TIDE OF NIGHT


Sunset ripples
and the tide of night beckons 
from deep
crawling shadows loom
persistent darkness
surely seeps
a rude encroachment 
encompassing every hue
wishful thinking
calm creatures
embrace the morning dew

MINDLESS ABERRATIONS


November PAD Challenge  Day 25  Write a Consumption poem 

MINDLESS ABERRATIONS           (consumed by anger)

Serried thoughts
of the offense at hand
sputtering hate, frenzy
detesting each demand
mindless aberrations
have set me aflame
embroiled 
embittered
state of mind
definitely not the same



STORY OF THE AGES


November PAD Challenge  Day 28  Prompt  write a "blank" story poem


STORY OF THE AGES

Twas the story of the ages
of the ages untold
of ancient times, present seasons
from the scrolls unrolled
of many names, persons, places
of many kingdoms, peoples, faces
of many jots, scribbles and tittles
of many parables, rhymes and riddles
from those ancient scrolls
a story to be told
to the faint and to the bold
to the young and to the old
of archaic words sealed
of certain mysteries concealed
the truth that is to be unfolded
and the secret
to be revealed


Sunday, November 27, 2011

MY LORD THE KING


November PAD Challenge Day 27 Prompt “write a tribute poem”



MY LORD THE KING


A Tribute to my Lord and King
issues from the heart as I laud and sing
of your majesty, splendor and throne set on high
of your countenance, beam, presence drawn nigh

You are the Lord of Lords and the King of Kings
yet ornately arrayed in meekness, unassuming
to your beauty we’re drawn as the fairest of the fair
the one of peerless worth, with none e’er to compare

An ineffable diamond with multifarious twists
contemplating varied facets lest some beauty is missed
allured by a dash of refracted light, magnificent gleam
appreciating the value of my Lord and King

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE BANK

November PAD Challenge Day 23  "Write a travel poem"



PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE BANK




Deposit.
Ten dollars.

Rise for work
Subtract a dollar.

Work.
Subtract five.

Home.
Subtract a dollar
 
Kids.
Subtract two fifty

Church.
Subtract seven dollars

Wife.
Insufficient funds.
Please make a deposit.






Tuesday, November 22, 2011

VACANCY AT THE FEAST


Poetic Bloomings Prompt #30  ”write a family poem”

VACANCY AT THE FEAST
on account of idle words
there’s a vacancy at the feast
between you and your father
the bickerings never ceased
regardless the instigator
we’re robbed of our niece
and short one loved one
at this lovely feast
We’ll miss your sassy smile
and sweet dilly dimples
hope you put aside the quibbles
and treat life real simple
moved back with your mother
in divorce’s deep divide
with your pain and distemper
in which side to abide?
still suffering the blow of the double-edged sword
that severed love’s union and family’s one accord
now dealing with the daunting demon of division
may the Lord heal your heart, soul, stitch the incision
Yes, you’ll be sorely missed
at this lovely feast
Yes, you’ll always be missed
You, my lovely niece


Hoping to see you soon,
Uncle Benjamin

Monday, November 21, 2011

Enduring Autumn’s Decline: The last leaf


November PAD Challenge day 18 Prompt “late poem”

Enduring Autumn’s Decline:  The last leaf


Knavish and brash
resisting this change of hue
contemplating, oppugn
from ascended view
enduring Autumns decline
perpending this relentless cascade
defiantly withstanding
was it for this I was made?
reflecting on the tree
that conceived me
of the branches that bore me
of the limbs that nurtured me
and bestowed life
of the roots that upheld me
and constantly sustained me
to bring me to this
horrid moment of truth
severed from the tide of life
broken from our organic bond
released and cast to the earth
a dried,  crumbled misery
a senseless withering away



Thursday, November 17, 2011

SILENT REVELATION


November PAD Challenge  Day 17  Prompt "write a poem that reveals something"

SILENT REVELATION

The language of ten thousand words 
of the eyes, countenance, gesture
demeanor, intonation, furrowed brow
are all too revealing
manifesting the unspoken realm of one's 
own body language that say it all
silence still speaks
yet spoken words are but the tip of the iceberg
a fragment of the whole
of what really lies beneath the surface
of a dense decorated mask
a genuine feeling 
for the mouth speaks out of 
the abundance of the heart

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

SOLAR LOVE ECLIPSED


Poetic Bloomings Prompt "write a love poem"


SOLAR LOVE ECLIPSED

Once upon a time
many moons ago
we were in the midst
of the day
basking in the sunshine
soaking up the ray
wrestling in the meadow
making out in the shadow
until our day was eclipsed
into sudden darkness
where I could no longer see your face
appreciate your beauty
and you vanished from reality
like a mist gone from the wind


ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS AN OLD MAN BRADY


November PAD Challenge  Day 16  Prompt  ”write a once upon a time poem”

ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS AN OLD MAN BRADY

Once upon a time
way up on Gallagher’s hill
there was an old man Brady
who lived up in his shack
where the grass was green
slim trees and yard real shady
they say he smokes a large red pipe
has rugged overalls
dingy brown hat tilted just
right so you can’t quite see him
they say no man has ever quite seen his face
but he has an ancient beard
so long that it’s hard to trace
a far-reaching beard even to
the bottom of Gallagher’s hill
so they say
yep that’s old man Brady
sometimes its hard to tell
if its fact or myth
but one day I’d like to go find
that old hill

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Ain’t no love here for ya’

November PAD Challenge  Day 15  Prompt  "write a love poem and/or anti-love poem





Ain’t no love here for ya’
Listen.
We have to talk.
This is going to be tough for you, I know.
Well…There’s no sense of walking on egg shells.
Let’s just get the cat out of the bag.
The truth is I don’t love you.
I never did and never will.
So you can take that straight to the bank.
Good. I’m glad we got that worked out…
Soap Operas
Church’s Chicken
Chicken livers
Clam Chowder


VOWED LOVE


November PAD Challenge Day 15  Prompt "Two for Tuesday" Write a love poem and/or ant-love poem

VOWED LOVE


As I look and peer
into your eyes
noticing your poor
disheveled countenance
discerning the index of your eyes
as I often do
doubts arise
in genuine concern
for your beloved grandfather 
who is alive but can 
no longer walk and whose
health is now uncertain
sobs break forth
tears stream 
in rapid succession
down each cheek
striking a painful cord
deep in my heart
bringing to remembrance that day
that sweet wedding day
I uttered those words
to cherish you always
and wipe away 
each 
tear...


Monday, November 14, 2011

WICKED ASSASSIN


November PAD Challenge:  Poetic Asides  Day 14  Prompt “write a deadly or dangerous poem”


WICKED ASSASSIN

Sly sniper
slithering rebel
malicious villain
encountered game
stealth move
insidious hiss
ravenous pounce
merciless kiss
ample fang’s paradise
scoundrel’s bliss



Poetic Bloomings Prompt #29  Write a love poem

Warm Ponderings


Thinking of you.
Again.
and again
and again
obsessed
with rich
warm ponderings
Still images
effortlessly flowing
to satisfy
a slowly
meditated zeal
with sex appeal
a brewed passion
steeped in desire
from the depths
well beneath
the surface
occupied by you
and you alone
you reside  in this
heart’s trenches
it’s every furrow
avenue, street
your possession
Yes, I am thinking
of you and you alone
helplessly contemplating
your chiseled
robust frame
luscious lips
dressed with want
pressed firmly
along with wandering hands
that know no limit
no boundary
gliding fingers
electric touch
dazzled spines
igniting every nerve
in rapturous fire
once again inflamed
yes, still thinking of you.
so long is a lovers wait
Hope to see you soon…


Friday, November 11, 2011

Opportunity


November PAD Challenge:  Day 11 on 11/11/11    Prompt “write a poem involving math or numbers”
Opportunity

One
opportunity
in a
hundred years
on the
eleventh
minute
of the
eleventh hour
on the
eleventh day
according
to the
eleventh
prompt
of
the
November
PAD
Challenge
of
the
year
two
thousand
eleven


BE FRUITFUL AND MULTIPLY

 November PAD Challenge:  Day 11 on 11/11/11    Prompt “write a poem involving math or numbers”

BE FRUITFUL AND MULTIPLY

God created one man.
Out of man
Came the woman.
The two became one flesh.
One couple.
One family.
Fruitful, multiplied
Seven billion.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Eye to Eye


Poetic Asides November PAD Challenge Day 8 Prompt "Write a paranormal & normal poem"




Eye to Eye

 
iridescent eyes
at a distance
sparkling
snaking
tells me
this is not normal

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Blue Lagoon


dVerse Poet’s Pub Prompt:  ”play with color”

Blue Lagoon

Blue lagoon
Somber winds
Midnight reflections
Of iridescence
Yielding light

Cast lean shadows
Lurking low
Critters
Awakens
This nights
Soul

Beast of Burden (Haiku)

Poetic Bloomings  Prompt #28  "write an overwhelmed, overworked poem"


Beast of Burden  (Haiku)


Bond servant,
Beast of Burden, drubbed with the
Task at hand, loyal.


Paranormal Pandemonium

November PAD Challenge Day 8  Prompt  "Write a Paranormal & Normal poem"

Paranormal Pandemonium

What’s all the publicity about?
This paranormal pandemonium.
Ain’t worth a gander
They’re trying to pander
The people’s paranoia
Who knows
What’s para?
And what’s normal?
Don’t care.
I prefer
The normal though.