Picture Poetry Contest (...continued...)

[NickAdams]

O, Pauper, Pleione and Prince:
Through passed and foretold greivence go,
With the majestic Helm of Hades,
Within the horns unknown.

O, Vigilant Valor Ventifact:
With a shroud between thee held,
Thy dreaming Hope and Innocence,
And thy currency unveiled.

O, Pauper, Pleione and Prince:
Though the burden heavy be,
With pride the weight sustained
Mother, child and thee.

[mazHur]

Femme par Excellence
by mazHur


In the scheme of divinity
nothing is more pretty
than a mother and her baby.


Rejoice buds in the garden
flowers bloom and smarten
gorgeously become a fruit-laden tree.


Who nourishes the billions there?
Who cares for the clad and bare?
Mother Earth, yes, it's she.


A mother is not just a woman
she isn't just the mate of a man
but a femme par excellence,surely.


An embodiment of love is she
her baby's world, a world of her baby
Who could surpass her than Queen Mary?


The Almighty chose a woman
to bear a son without a man
setting an example of motherly superiority.


Nurtured by the motherly sea
a grit smiles with silver glee
in the womb of an oyster's benighted blee.


Purer than the love of a man and a woman
Is the love of a mother notwithstanding season
O Mother and child! Blessed be thee!

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[PoemsEulogy]

Life in my arms,
My life in
My arms

This is the most that I will ever mean.

Protector, and what else is there?

Full of knowledge, inspiration
And milk.

His life in
My arms.

My life.

[Dark Muse]

The Lioness

Upon dusky hot nights
sweet memories made
beneath the saffron skies,

those eyes
which pierce into the soul
boldly looking straight on
a lioness lying inside.

A tender touch,
heart beating with the rhythm
of a drum, whispering
of the purity of love,

but there remains
a warrior's soul
that will not stifle inside.

For her pride and joy
the willingness to fight and die,
power rippling inside,

and on quiet nights
murmurs and kisses
offered in caressing reassurance.

Standing against the desert
in harmony of impendence
and maternal gentleness.

[NickAdams]

I'm ready for the next picture. Any clue on deadline?

[Dark Muse]

I didn't see one posted anywhere, which is why I went ahead and posted a poem becasue it looked like it was still open.

[laurahws]

Hey! Sorry guys, things have been very hectic for me recently, but I've taken note of the poems and I'll post the results tomorrow if that's ok!

[NickAdams]

Take your time. Just wanted to know if you were still with us.

[mazHur]

Hey! what's happening??
When do we expect the result?

[Pendragon]

Hey! what's happening??
When do we expect the result?

Amen to that! What gives?

[mazHur]

Amen to that! What gives?

will this contest ever see the light of day???

[AdoreroDio]

*bump*

*sad face*
Will the contest ever continue?

[mazHur]

*bump*

*sad face*
Will the contest ever continue?

already enormous delay has been caused...why not ask any moderator to judge and announce result?

[Dark Muse]

Yes, I think that Laura has gone MIA

[Pendragon]

Agree with Maz. Why not, say, Night for an impartial judge? With Laura MIA and all...