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Garden of Paradise, My Sweetest Love, Let’s Leave Now (Conceit Poem)
Come, my sweet honeydew love, let’s leave before it’s too late. Mad people are at our gate
your magical melody in my soul makes me whole and keeps me from falling apart!
Let’s leave for the precious garden of paradise where the sun always shines and stimulates blossom in the valleys of love with sweet fragrances from red roses.
Where butterflies, hummingbirds, and Pegasus knew. Our hearts will vibrate with new sparkled colors we will live under the rainbow’s gold, green, and vibrant colors each hour.
Smell and eat sweet mangoes, ripe-red cherries, and berries build a cottage amid a kiss, and maintain our sanity from angered humanity.
Bake glazed gingerbread at twilight with brown sugar-coated sides, and take fresh showers in the morning’s cool rain, which will relax our brains.
Sing sweet songs with birds at sunrise away from urban blaring noise, as the glazed golden sun melts dew for our morning natural tea.
We will chirp and tweet sweet imagery of holistic visions beyond and catch fast fireflies to light our lanterns at twilight, avoiding failed electric grids.
Our love will live divined, refined, and refreshed as an enchanted melody stimulates and invigorates our hearts—not pollution!
Drink divine wine from Goddess Hera’s Milky streams, intertwine with the scarlet setting sun and from each other, my love, we shall never be far, and you will be my shining star.
Come, my sweet honeydew love, let’s leave for the precious garden of paradise before it’s too late. Mad people are at our gate!
Joseph S. Spence Sr. USA Epulaeryu Master!
Our Mothers Sweet Laughing Sound (Pantoum Poem)
We never complained because it was tough to beat
She made us so rich with hugs, laughs, and kisses.
Buying a special treat and spoiling us was always so neat
Never did we complain with our silent wishes
She made us so rich with hugs, laughs, and kisses
Apple sauce with crushed bananas our mothers fed.
Never did we complain with our silent wishes
They even sing sweet songs to us before going to bed
Apple sauce and crushed banana, our mothers fed
Our mothers had us really laughing, kicking, and giggling.
They even sing sweet songs to us before going to bed
The bottom of our tiny feet and toes, mothers kept tickling
Our mothers had us really laughing, kicking, and giggling
After crawling around on the floor while watching the door.
The bottom of our tiny feet and toes, mothers kept tickling
When they stopped, we cried, jumped, and asked for more
After crawling around on the floor while watching the door
They placed us in our cribs, and we blew our lids.
When they stopped, we cried, jumped, and asked for more
Freedom songs were on our lips though we were kids
They placed us in our cribs, and we blew our lids
Buying a special treat and spoiling us was always so neat.
Freedom songs were on our lips though we were kids
We never complained because it was tough to beat
Author’s Notes: Pantoum poems were popular in Europe and North America in the nineteenth and twentieth century. The genre first appeared in France in the nineteenth century. Other poets made it more popular. This form is written with four-line stanzas as a quatrain. One may write as many stanzas as one desires; however, one must figure out the best point to end the poem. The lines in each stanza may be any length. The Pantoum normally has a rhyme scheme of abab in each quatrain, which makes the poem an alternating form quatrain in each stanza.
Joseph S. Spence Sr. USA Epulaeryu Master!
Trilogy of Non-Violence: Rev. King Jr., Attys. Mandela and Gandhi!
The “Trilogy of Non-Violence” advocates uplifting worldwide humanity
Humanity to behold another form of overcoming the struggle of life.
Life, where all souls are valuable and with love, are overcoming hate
Hate! Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. states, “Driven out by the light.”
Light of the world for all to see shining bright, eliminating darkness
Darkness, which Attorney Nelson Mandela survived in gloomy dungeons.
Dungeon of despair, trying to rent his spirit and soul without relent
Relent, he withstood and overcame with God’s grace, seeking no revenge.
Revenge develops turmoil in the mind, body, and soul—”So agonizing!”
Agonizing the spirit to attempt ill will toward others with violence.
Violence Attorney Mahama Gandhi pronounced is inferior to nonviolence
Nonviolence is strength emanating from an indomitable will of humanity.
Humanity diligently erased images of the beast displaying its ugly appearance,
Rev. Dr. King, Jr., Attorneys Mandel, and Gandhi defeating such ugliness!
Author’s Note: This Trilogy of Non-Violence advocacy poem is written in the “Linking Pin Sonnet” form and style, developed by me on January 15, 2007, while studying English literature at the University of Wisconsin. The Trilogy Poem addresses three persons, places, or things (Like a noun). This trilogy poem addresses three persons. Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., USA, Attorneys Nelson Mandela, South Africa, and Mahama “Bapu” Gandhi, India, all advocated nonviolently with inspiration; thus, uplifting worldwide humanity victoriously as the “Trilogy of Non-Violence!”
Biodata: Professor Dr. Joseph S. Spence, Sr. (Epulaeryu Master), authored 12 inspirational poetry books. His poems are published in twenty-one languages. He is a retired military commander and was appointed by USA 42nd President William Clinton as a Goodwill Ambassador for Arkansas, USA. He taught at Bryant and Stratton University and Marquette University and is a member of several International Scholastics Honor Societies. His poems are published internationally in anthologies, newspapers, and the U. S. Army!
Thank you very much, and you’re always welcome. Please have a great day, and may God’s richest grace and glory, which surpass all understanding, rest and abide with you, your loved ones, endeavors, careers, and family members always! Namaste!
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