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Reality Shows

How stupid do you think I am?
When you play that junk on some reality show.
That’s not real, it just a big scam
How stupid do you think I am?

Maybe you need to take an exam,
On what’s real, honest and true, even so
How stupid do you think I am?
When you play that junk on some reality show.

I can’t believe you even got paid.
You say it’s reality, I say your insane.
You say truth, I say masquerade.
I can’t believe you even got paid.

I’m pretty sure your brain was mislaid,
I think you must be taking cocaine.
I can’t believe you even got paid.
You say it’s reality, I say your insane.

Poem Style – Triolet / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Tell me Angel why am I here

(painting interpretation)
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Tell me Angel why am I here,
Tell me now, does my time draw so near?
Speak to me Angel there is nothing I fear.

As I sit here next you I ponder my fate,
I muse at your silence before it’s to late.

Tell me Angel why am I here,
Tell me now, does my time draw so near?
Speak to me Angel there is nothing I fear.

You stand there so silent it hard to relate,
So I sit here and talk while I ponder my fate.

Tell me Angel why am I here,
Tell me now, does my time draw so near?
Speak to me Angel there is nothing I fear.

Poem Style – Rhyme / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Afterlife of Death

For us in death is there an afterlife?
Do we know what is on the other side?
We ask these questions all the time in life
But only answer it when we have died.

It is up to each of us to decide
If knowing answers now is what we need
Or if we can live life and set aside
The questions here and live and not concede

Once we are dead and our sweet soul is freed
We all have something we believe will be
But it is not worth dying in great speed  
To answer questions, do you not agree?

I think to be content to know this fact
You will not know for sure with life intact.

Poem Style – Sonnet / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Life

In our small life we are but a small part
Our life might be a great big deal to us
But on the whole we are a work of art
That is just part of larger things, I guess.When you take your small life that you possess
And try to make it more than it can hold
You will find out so fast that you confess
That you can not hold more than your small mold.

So even though our life we can behold
The wonderfully great new things of life
Do you find when all things are said and told,
Think more on what will be your afterlife

So if you think your life is big and grand
You might consider thinking of some sand.

 

Poem Style – Sonnet / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Giving or Sacrificing

 There is a big differance between Giving and Sacrificing.
Giving from the heart is overflowing and feels so good,
Sacrificing is filled with resentment and brings you down.In my past, I think, I sacrificed myself to make others happy,
where now I give the happiness in my heart which makes people smile
I feel this makes me a better person for my friends to be around.

Giving from the heart is one of the most joyful things we can do
and in return the giving and happiness comes right back at you.

In sacrificing yourself, you are actually saying, “I will do without”
But when you give of yourself you are sharing without a doubt.

And when your feeling a joy from within, you don’t even have to think,
It feels like a natural overflow, and the world is in sync.

Thank you so much for the happiness you share with me,
because I have so much more to give, and that is the key!

Poem Style – No Style Format / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Rhyme Royal Empyrean Fascination


I have an empyrean fascination with words
Words expressing our kaleidoscopic world
Like an ambient azure sky filled with birds
Revere sublime words, as they are unfurled
Like a blanket of a spectral dream world
Incandescent thoughts are what words can be
I use obsequious words to some degree

Definitions:
Empyrean – inspiring awe
Fascination – a feeling of great liking for something wonderful and unusual
Kaleidoscopic – continually shifting or rapidly changing
Ambient – completely enveloping
Azure – of a deep somewhat purplish blue color
Revere – be in awe of
Sublime – worthy of adoration or reverence
Spectral – like or being a phantom
Incandescent – characterized by ardent emotion or intensity or brilliance
Obsequious – attempting to win favor from influential people by flattery

Poem Style – Rhyme Royal / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Hold a moment


 
Version 1A day has past with time that passed so sweet,
That I darn not consider stopping here
To take the time to think. I persevere.
I want the sweetness to remain complete,
Without a hint of anyone””s deceit.
If maybe I can built a large round sphere
Around my world I can then disappear,
And sweetness will stay mine and more concrete.

Of course that never works but I can dream
This dream and wish this wish and plan this scheme
So I can have more time before things change
Because given time it will turn out strange,
Then all the sweetness goes right up in smoke
And I will think this was one big sad joke.

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Version 2

A day has past with time that passed so sweet,
That I darn not consider stopping here
To take the time to think. I persevere.
I want the sweetness to remain complete,
Without a hint of anyone””s deceit.
If maybe I can built a large round sphere
Around my world I can then disappear,
And sweetness will stay mine and more concrete.

Of course that never works but I can dream,
And if I dream long enough it will appear
To never leave my world of make believe.
Though this small world of mine might seem supreme
For moments of short time, it is too clear
To me, that it is me that I deceive.

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Version 3

A day has past with time that passed so sweet,
That I darn not consider stopping here
To take the time to think. I persevere.
I want the sweetness to remain complete,
Without a hint of anyone””s deceit.
If maybe I can built a large round sphere
Around my world I can then disappear,
And sweetness will stay mine and more concrete.

Of course that never works but I can dream,
And if I dream long enough it will appear
Too never leave and I will be supreme,
But facts tell me it will all disappear.
So I will keep what I can keep as long
As I can now, and try to keep it strong.

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3 versions of Petrachan Sonnet for the same poem

 

Poem Style – Sonnet – Petrachan / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Sparkling Star


A
star
twinkles
 so bright with 
all its might, trying to out do the light of the moon.
sparkling once then sparkling twice more.
from heavens above it tries showing
with love, what it has inside.
sparkle here sparkle
there, I sparkling in night.
look here                                 up in the
clear                                                        night.
 it’s                                                                        me

Poem Style – Shaped / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Thank you

 I hit the bottom and came back up, Thank You.

I turned up side down to right side up, Thank You.

I let go of the old and now bring in the new, Thank You.

Control is not yours, I drive my own world, Thank You.

My world went from bad to WONDERFULY New, Thank You.

You left in the night, abandoning me without saying a word. And at first I was hurt and so very sad. But now all I can say is Thank You.

Poem Style – No Style Format / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Haiku Collections


The Fight
 
dogs barking
sudden last yelp — silence
one mad cat
 
 
Child at Play
  
innocent child playing
when suddenly
evil mud attacks
 
Wet
 
cloudy day
rain has stopped
puddle jumping
 
Weeds
 
flower bed
full of weeds
plucked
 
Desert Weeds
 
desert sand
springtime glare-
weeds
 
Coo
 
throaty song
at my feet
a dove
 
El Paso*s Turkey Vulture
 
vulture
wings of six feet
just aboveChild’s first Snowman
 
desert snow
a snowman small
twig arms
 

Lightening

spring lights
flash from heaven
grounded
 
Spring Dawn
 
buds emerge–
in ribbon shaded sky
sunshine peeks
 
 

Poem Style – Haiku / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen

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