(An acrostic rhyme, written by me while vacationing in our 50th state.)

Heavenly South Seas Paradise.

Our "gathering place" is so very nice.

No ice and snow or freezing cold;

Oahu's a tonic for both young and old.

Luaus, beaches, tropic clime,

Unlimited seascape all of the time.

Lush vegetation, beautiful flowers,

Unparalleled sunshine to brighten your hours.

Hawaii--The land where dreams come true,

And scented trade winds beckon you.

Where orchids grow in lush profusion,

And magic here is no illusion;

In fact; it's fantasy made real:

Inspirational, lovely and truly ideal.

Camera Trick

Dennis Espineli Salcedo

Standing in front of a pleasing scenery

Warm sunlight is on your hair

You smiled as I stare

I bent forward with a camera

Peeped in, focused my glance

Then shouted, "Three, two, one!"

In the event, an instant light exploded

Everything stopped its motion

And there was only you and I

I felt a sudden leap of emotion

I caught your smile

But girl, you caught my heart.

ENTROPHIC CHILD
Beata D Wronska

Entrophic child

lost

In the inner space

of nothing

Forgiveness

The Multicolored Marble
  Lared Worthing

Walk on the sidewalk above the world

look down on all the beautiful things

you might see if you stare real hard

nicks and scars by the seas

Well there’s a chip in the multicolored marble

its been scratched and dipped in blood

Please don't touch the multicolored marble

the sweat from your finger might cause a flood

Wagons and axes cut through its trees

not stopping to plant them again

They only quit when they get to the sea

and then someone starts it up again

Fire from the sky and hate from the ground

burn and rape the fragile land

When they stop  they’ll realize

that they’re the only thing that stands

Now the marble’s void of all its life

and its lost all of its color

what started as nicks a scratches

has grown and has covered

Take Me
  Markeeta-

Please take me somewhere I am heard.

Take me somewhere I'm understood.

Someone take me where there's peace.

I want to be somewhere where everyone loves each other.

Take me somewhere where there's joy and happiness.

Someone take me somewhere I know I'm appreciated.

Can I go somewhere that I feel loved?

Take me to the place where I can find rest for my soul.

Rage
  Melissa Bowman

 

Rage

hidden inside

what to do

I try to find.

Backstabbing

talking

are some of these things

that make me feel

I should do the same.

But yet I cant

I'm not that kind

to yell

to feel

to tell a lie.

Or maybe I am

I just don't know

where to find

the hidden soul

that screams

that tells

what they feel

No I'm not

No I'm not

No I guess I don't feel.

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A thief
D. Ford

Once I was a little girl

With a sparkle in my eyes,

Then he robbed my innocence

And my heart just died.

The warm tears turned into ice,

Emotions into stone,

The only way I could go on

Is walk this world alone.

Now anyone I meet along

I wound mercilessly,

How can I love a stranger

When I hate what’s within me?

They say time heals all wounds

But it can’t heal what’s dead,

The pain defeated me

And watched my spirit as it bled.

My happiness was cut so short,

The sparkle was so brief,

All that I ever cherished

Was taken by a thief.

Dragons Of Rose
 Amy Marie

Stumbling through the murky darkness

My heart pulsating at a fast pace

As eyes of red burn into my soul

While I slowly trudge through this mystical place.

Catching the scent upon my arrival

They hide in the darkness of the night

Awaiting the mistake of their victim

To inflict an almost deathening bite.

Upon a rock there she stands

The guardian of sacred love

A blackened angel with wings of fire

Guarded by her daemons perched above.

I stand my ground and draw my sword

Only to be taken from behind

The pain was sharp, world went black

Awakening to find myself bloody and blind.

Mistaken beauty for heartless darkness

I, now a knight without my metal clothes

Destroyed for my lack of loyal trust

Disarmored by the Dragons of Rose.

 

Hiding
  amanda L

Runaway, runaway

Hope to find me again today

Somewhere in the back of your mind

or tingling up your spine

Look for me with your heart and not your eyes

for I may be wearing a disguise

If I am, then runaway, runaway

Because you'll find the real me some other day

~*~
 

MY BED
  Theresa

Sometimes when I think about my day

And there are millions of thoughts

clouding my head.

I stop for a moment

and feel the luxury of my sheets,

Their softness,

The comfort of my large bed,

Me stretched out, rolling in it.

Then I think how great it is to be alive.

Then I smile,

The corners of my mouth stretching along with me on the bed.

Ah, the simple pleasure of rolling on a bed.

 

Star Sweeping
Spyros Dellios 

                            As I was sweeping

                            Heaven's Darkness

                           I gathered the stars

                              into a corner

                        so that I could look at them

                                  later

                              at my leisure.

 ~*~

He speaks to me in sage grass whispers

broken wings and branches

and grey sky blanket song

warming reminder of summer's youth

I walk with His Breath in my face

oblivious to the subtle language

numbing my lips

and singing

singing to my winter soul

in tongues I scarce understand

She dances seductive while He sings

seventy times seven veils revealing

secrets of Man

  Stan Yow

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