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by Dave
Rated: 18+ · Book · Writing · #1236257
A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination.
A sig awarded for winning "The Anything Goes Poetry Contest"

A log of our magnificent journey.

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June 28, 2022 at 2:47pm
June 28, 2022 at 2:47pm
#1034409
On a cold winter day,

aroma gives notice
Grandma's baking gingerbread
made with molasses
and overflowing love,

while children laugh and play
with snowman in the yard,

until their mom calls them in
to trim the Christmas tree
and savor scrumptious meal.

Once again, we enjoy
the magic of family
gathered 'round the hearth.

Mistletoe and moonlight
stoke romantic embers
to keep the family growing.
June 12, 2022 at 12:08pm
June 12, 2022 at 12:08pm
#1033749
In the laboratory of life,
I have come to the edge of my wits,
overlooking the end of the world
as we know it.

My ancient ways now cause me strife,
and computer programs give me fits--
so many topics now unfurled
for the poet.
May 31, 2022 at 10:25am
May 31, 2022 at 10:25am
#1033096
Good morning, Darling!

How are you today? I eagerly await receipt
of your most intimate thoughts, impressions,
fantasies, doodles, giggles, fears, and tears.

Please do not forget that I am always here
to comfort and support.

Have no doubt. Your deepest secrets
are safe with me.



47 words
May 6, 2022 at 3:28pm
May 6, 2022 at 3:28pm
#1032045
painting by Sage Vaugh
"Ruby Throats" - a painting by Sage Vaughn


The battles rage
with helicopters all around,
as troops engage
in bloody combat on the ground.

In time of war,
an island of serenity
distracts from gore,
preserving our humanity.



8 lines
May 3, 2022 at 5:04pm
May 3, 2022 at 5:04pm
#1031870
Poetry is my security blanket.
Thesaurus and rhyming dictionary
are constant companions
who bring a sense of comfort to my life.

Poetry is my spirit's banquet,
nourishing my hungry soul.
Overcoming challenge makes me feel whole,
for which I sincerely thank it.
April 30, 2022 at 11:03am
April 30, 2022 at 11:03am
#1031701
The dandelions make me gay.
Their yellow blossoms brighten day
among the cow pies on display
in farmer's plot.
They serve emotional buffet
when gut's in knot.

Some people label them a weed,
but I afford such rot no heed,
because the Man Upstairs decreed
there is no skew.
Equality is guaranteed
within His view.


Notes
April 28, 2022 at 1:55pm
April 28, 2022 at 1:55pm
#1031550
Grandpa Pete looked to sky and wondered when
the rain would come.
For years, he fought this dusty regimen
as mission's drum
kept driving him to work the arid field.
In fervent prayer, to God he appealed
for some relief
in his belief
the land could bring a worthy yield.

Last year, he finally gave up his stance
and passed away,
concluding perennial spirit dance
he had each day
with dilapidated barn, its roof caved in.
The rotting walls remain through thick and thin
for all to see
in memory
of Grandpa and his steadfast grin.


Notes
April 25, 2022 at 7:47pm
April 25, 2022 at 7:47pm
#1031369
Welcome to my world!
I am the gateway through which
authors, poets, journalists
must pass to connect with
their audience.

Their sensuous touch
stimulates my keys to record
their precious thoughts
for posterity.

My # symbol can link
gnarly internet memes and bawdy jokes
with millions of like-minded fanatics.

The grand & joins two lovers
in tender embrace,
while the rest of us go chasing
$ around the globe.

Before long, the entire alphabet
from "a" to "z"
is joining in the party
on the cloud.


86 words
April 18, 2022 at 6:18pm
April 18, 2022 at 6:18pm
#1030950
Dark clouds bestow
a manna flow
on fields below
to save the day.

The crops accept
the promise kept
when Heaven wept
on full display.


Notes on the Rhupunt form of poetry
April 10, 2022 at 11:43am
April 10, 2022 at 11:43am
#1030476
Enroute to laundromat,
I came under attack.
A pigeon stole my hat
and would not give it back,

and then his brother
dropped a present on my head
and then another
before he finally fled.


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