POETIC OCEANS 2

Thank you Hyde Park Poetry Palace I nominate Amrit Sinha and Alison Sandberg The ant the spider and the bee I wonder which is best of the three If I see the qualities of the insects three, all are unique company each created superb in structure form color shape and ability All three have the sting, a security weapon against  the enemy the ant has a hill the spider a web, and hive is  for the bee all three industrious, restless, focused,  productive in unity a pleasure to observe, a treasure to know,  a gift to enjoy Nature creates miracles for the benefit  of mankind, a pity If spiders ants and bees are killed, no honey,  a cause to cry; I wonder if I were an ant what a tiny creature  I would be Even if I were a spider, even then very frail and  thin I would be Ah but if I were a bee, then I would be strongest of the three Then perhaps I choose to be not a spider, ant,  but rather a bee'

the moment we stepped  outside the glass door Lo we met , face to face an icy embrace sending shivers deep inside coat collar rolled up,tight pushed back against the tide an icy embrace we kept walking slowly unseen force engulfed pulled controlled coldly an icy embrace someone cried 'O Jesus' and I knew how cold he felt, as he bowed and knelt to the icy embrace O Aeolus thou wast kind but Sleep conquered mind Greed left All Good behind an icy embrace man must know this is the best unseen gift Nature's Power to uplift Life in an icy embrace cold or warm it is good wind it is as understood fly sail breathe,no falsehood though an icy embrace

NAPOWRIMO ACROSTIC Now, all, certain Aims and Poems, about and Of, forms ideas and Words, to shape and trace Right and tight In line, tone and rhyme,in Mind heart and soul On love courage and Universal Peace

Bomb blasts sudden screams and then there is blood shattered dreams screams and more screams sirens blare, vans scare  guards stare , police ...where? And then there is a report and a media camera port a shot a witness some words And then there is the 'condemnation' the sympathetic leaders of the nation some cash announcement compensation and then there is a conference and more of a committee find out the facts what happened And then there is ....nothing victims crying moaning Death reigning rampaging And then there is a demand increase security put up walls get barbed wires stay in halls and then there is silence... Catch and Punish the Criminal Root out  Cause Make Effective Law  And then there is silence....

Created in the best of molds In His own image, human,varied- strength Herculean, spirit of all sacrifice extremely  supreme The Chosen Guide The Taught by the Pen 'which he knew not' yet, he stumbled when he saw and forgot what was cold n raw' what a piece of work -what kind? why of mankind', procrastinator hasty' 'wanting to be King' and Emperor of the World, soul seller? Father so loving to banish a daughter causing wars and a nation's slaughter blind with sight to marry a queen traced Tess behind the bush,green? used his mind to defeat monsters apply solutions to tricky situations invented rockets, journeyed to stars landed on the moon, aiming for Mars  man the great creation of the universe responsible for work and for the purse braving the magic and the curse rises  with good -pushing back,worse still man is blamed for all the wars who can ask 'is man a strange omen? I may say with All praise to Him man canno...

slight shivering still persists feet feel cold and numb lethargy engulfs spirit n soul mind remains fuzzily dumb hazy hiding behind clouds sun seems to be in doubt wait' don't shine out and out buds dream wonder about is it time? for whites to go? is it warm for green to show? oh the snow hail n snow is not willing yet, to 'let go' few days ago birds did twitter early morn chat tweet n twitter Winter furious' slashed again glared flashed n sent down rain Nature sets a time for all nothing comes before the Call Nothing rises before a Fall,'tis better to bow, than stand up tall; Nature has variety Nature is kind Summer or Winter, Oh I hear the Koel sing ...Come Hear' feel... Can Spring be far behind?

POETIC OCEANS: FOR Poetry Pantry #242~ For POETS UNITED ~ Midweek Motif ~ A Woman's Day ~ 'Know Yourself ~

Inside a circle, which man says he invented  whereas later it was found that the whole world was round and all life evolved revolved  moved with weightless weight even if you walked straight you would reach the same gate no names highlighted  no ghosts sighted emptiness bred fear and sounds of wildly roaming flesh and blood just howls and howls in flood no dark veins no sharp teeth all are same in skin beneath through out in up or down under or above   the circle is complete lay the table dear my friends will be here soon before noon passing for The Ring on to The Lord The Wizard of Oz  Master Pencil The Great Thoth who invented writing and magic set the table for the great Wordle I can hear the scratching drawing on the granite outside and the wheee' of the ancient whistle the rustle of  the quick epistle for Dame or Thisbee antiquity or modernity -connected we are with letters ...

I never felt the distance before            Nor sensed the silence in the room,           I never missed the familiar footstep             Nor the clutching click of the door;                      Now often I think I hear                 The soft burr of your bike                 Rolling, whirring in the lane The lifting flick of the gate way latch And the 'tick tick' on the window pane; At times I see you on the prayer mat Or in your writing chair; Where you would sit for hours on end To read and write and note and plan, And from time to time Would turn around, to Exchange A friendly chat; And now I know why God made sons Why faith and peace is strong, When love is true and distances long, No abs...

created sacred beguiled abused ordered bound accused excused what woman's day means to her she thought what nights will make her scream Day is work no escape Night 'Love? No' Rape.. fears and fears of rape drugged missing real or fake? should she think of women famous? those who are seen on history pages? should she think of those unseen pushed kicked thrown in cages?  mothers and daughters in frustration yet manage homes and serve nations should she honor the saintly ones who were obedient ordained  should she mention those half widows, widows of genocide chained enslaved in perpetual pain? or those maids forced to labour or those who hold kids while  parents dine and perhaps wine' whom should she call 'mine' standing serving  morn til nine- and there are families royal to the people crown so loyal loved honored seen by all that is not all..... so many names graceful glorified history remembers all sacrificed she thou...

With unmeasured steps breaking twigs,overturning stones stretching muscles, aching bones at last I find a backrest O Gracious Nature Thou art peacefully calm pure glassy watery balm soothing my soul at best Who else is here? But You and I Unseen in seen sphere presence  in the the buzz of a fly But then tranquility cruelly pierced shattered disturbed emerges twisting rolling rising angrily wanting to sweep all! Retracing with measured steps my spirit feels so wither have I spent time waiting wanting wishing watching sunsets...                                                          wanting rainbows  wishing by stars? O Twister can you wait? Hold on awhile, it's late there may not be time to live but there is always a moment to smile love and forgive.  Photo ...