April filled with love
Pretty blue skies with big clouds
Rain will bring a bath
Iris and flowers will grow
Lovely gardens springing up
Santa Claus, a man born for the Anniversary of Jesus our savior Babe
Another year has passed. As we celebrate the Anniversary of Christ
Rays of light benignly shine on a makeshift stable. It's an Anniversary set
Aside for the Savior of the world. We take delight, in his Holy Anniversary.
King of Jews, Almighty One, Abba, Advocate, we could never repay you for this
Event. You deserve to be honored each December heart and soul. Its Buon
Natale in Italy, Joyeux Noel in France, frohe Weihnachten in German. As we
Devote ourselves to commemorating your special day, we gather around and
Resurrect your birth through celebration and song. We know that you are the
Instrumental object of our Saving Grace. You are, "King of The World"
Christmas is s time of year when we celebrate the Anniversary of Jesus.
Kris Kringle can't hold a candle to you, you are Our Leading Star.
Oct 9 2022
Sponsor Sara Kendrick (Happy Anniversary Sara)
Contest Name Anniversary
(I)rrisistable Purple Iris
(R)umination standing tall
(I)ris watch over the yard
(S)wirling in the wind
Heidi Sands
6/10/22
There once was a pretty young miss
Who discovered her clito-ris
To her delight
She found each knight
Could lead to a life of pure bliss
*Image of Iris The Greek Goddess by Redbubble.
Iris
Iris nicknamed Eye-ris,
Iridescent paired wings,
Indulgent to the gods,
Iliad's messenger,
In waiting for Hera,
Ignored in ancient myths,
Idyllic comes and goes.
2022 February 25
*3rd Place*
Greek mythology
~~Joseph May: Judged 2022 March 08
Scales hardened over her skin
a condition called ichthyosis vulgaris
ik-thee-O-sis vul-Ga-ris
fish disease
(the ‘vulgar’ means ordinary
but at its worst
it is far from common).
She bled where the plaques chipped and cracked,
she leaked oils, but could not sweat enough.
She existed on her own sunbaked beach
gasping for breath.
She was a salmon fisher once
before she was encased in Piscean plates.
(The root of the word salmon
is ‘salvo’ meaning, to ‘leap’),
and indeed
for years she had tried to jump out of her skin.
One night
an easterly wind
brought a silver-eyed fisherman
to her breach.
In the swaying dark
he laid her down.
She suffered him to scrape
the arid scabs from her
with his skinning blade, hooked like a gaff.
He was exquisitely skilled,
gentle even.
Slowly he skived her sheath,
left her
glowing and wet,
beautiful and supple
on a heap of husks.
There beside the pitching surf
they made love.
Later,
he watched
as she swam away.
(The ichthys fish symbol
is older than history,
sea goddesses
claim it
as a symbol
of sexuality and rebirth).
Fle sa me tis
Of the smile rise
Of all our little misses in TX & txt
For her we enter
(Beyond dragons for snakes got wings like we make ends to meet the means, or whatever man)
"Begin the Beguine'
Free not a thing
Unless you say something
In your world is not free
Bonus clowncomicery:
(Q? ¿What is the difference between syntax and context?)
(A...don't ask me, what the fail hell do I know?)
(R. Well, we know the whole truth, that hale is real, girls chase boys, and money chases us.)
Which is the right answer?
I know you know that I know you know...
...no I don't!
...no, I don't...
...yes, I do
...yes I do!
(It is harder to know when mixing them all up and knowing everyone else's answer too! Even if they answered one way before, no matter how many times, the answers Do Change as all things in life)
Don't believe the hype & you might be giving &/or getting catfished, even if you use skype...amirite? Oddly even in irl lol
Run along now and go catfish yourself!
KWIM
IKWYM
YMMV
Like an Olympic athlete
Iris sets to work at lightning speed
Cleaning her designer
Kitchen and spacious bathroom.
Everywhere she
Touches
Yields to her fluffy feather duster
She hasn't a moment to spare as
Previous viewers are coming to
Look around her flat for a second time.
If she reduces the price a little
They may be the new owners!
Lickety Split Contest
Sponsored by Debbie Guzzi
4/9/18
J'ai oublié le jour
Quand tu as volé mon coeur
je suis devenu très froid
la vie je ne crois pas encore
la musique m'a échappé
Je ne ris plus
je n'ai plus de larmes
ni de charme
morte comme la rose noire
J'ai oublié le jour
j'ai oublie mon coeur
je ne connais plus l'amour
rien n'est tout ce qui m'appartient
J'ai oublie ma vie
et tout le reste
comme ça il n'y a pas d'histoire
seulement une larme et le noir
Viens me voir
sous les étoiles
sous la terre
oublie moi
M-arie is in tea house,
A-iming to order herbal drink;
R-efreshment in boiling water
I-ncludes tea in oolong or green.
C-ris is in tea house,
R-eceiving aromatic beverage;
I-nfusing the leaves to flavor,
S-eptember twenty-third.
M-arie is in tea house,
E-njoying her simple snack;
R-apture she truly feels,
A-s she sips the liquid in black.
N-ight's cold chilling rain can cause no harm to her;
A-lthough the weather is vile, her heart is getting warmer.
I-n her faith so strong,
N-ever can cold water douse;
T-ry to locate her at dawn,
E-asily, marie is in tea house.
Sing with the birds in May
Pretty songs in dancing play
Raindrops on pedals of flowers
Inspire dreams in spring showers
Nests where robin eggs lay
Give new life to see in a day
Iris, crocus, daffodil show
Soft beauty as they grow
Crickets chirp in evening air
Owls hoot in chorus, a pair
Melodies from morning to night
Instantly lift the heart to flight
Newly cut grass with colors around
Give abundance of beauty to be found
Spring is coming soon
Open your heart to the tune
Over the hills, by rivers and lakes
New beginnings are now awake
Heidi Sands
3/21/17
Snowflakes cease as snowdrops rise
Peeking out at azure skies
Raindrops fall upon the lake
Iris soon in blooms awake
New blooms burst forth every day
Gerberas now are here to stay
I hear the soothing song of spring
Sweet the sound bird songs bring
Carnations in hues of red
Offer color to garden beds
Magnolias, what fragrance they imbue
Inspiring a feeling of romance too
Now look, the baby blue eyes dance
Giving hearts a desire for romance
Soft the flutter of the wings
Of butterflies in the spring
On the breeze they gently float
Now I'll watch them as I dote
..
3/21/17
Contest: Spring Is Coming Soon Acrostic
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Translation below (in progress)
Celui qui n'a pas de cœur
Ne doit jamais reposer en paix
He who has no heart
Will never rest in peace
J’étais Charlie
De ma tombe
Mon âme pleure encore rouge
L’encre coule encore
Arrosage des fleurs ci-dessus
Les fleurs, fortes et belles
Elles doivent étouffer vos manières diaboliques
J'étais Charlie, je suis Charlie, Charlie toujours
Dans ma tombe
je ris
vous perdez
I was Charlie
In my tomb
my soul still cries red
the ink still flows
Above the flowers grow
the flowers strong and beautiful
they shall choke your evil ways
I was Charlie, I am Charlie, Charlie forever
In my grave
I laugh
You lose
Molten amber honey drip
'Ris that venom slicks her tongue
Gnashing grin gnaw heaven's grip
Slam damn me with dirges sung
a Spanish sonnet
Passion thrives on forgiveness, oh my sweet.
Your scorn will reason well to wonder why
I attempt a smile even though your eyes
refuse to cherish blooms laid at your feet.
We need to take stock of trust when we meet;
weeds of abomination poke and pry.
From the overlook, my soul heaves a sigh,
you uproot our relationship with deceit.
Your lie lacked confirmation from the start -
why you would mock or kid, I do not know.
Struggle rose within this admiring heart;
impatience flames and yet I rise with hoe
of love to root out what your two lips thwart.
Each day, sees me at work melting your snow.
I think patience works well to promote passion in love relationships.
Notice the words in italics in the second stanza, flowers bloom there.
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