My Poem... A SEMI-FINALIST in the INTERNATIONAL LIBRARY OF POETRY CONTEST?!?!?!
My mother saw an ad in the New York Times three months ago that states a poetry contest hosted by "poetry.com" or the International Library of Poetry is searching for freestyle poems throughout the country. She told me to reply since she knew of my love for words and it's synoptic potential. It wouldn't hurt anyway. And so, I did. I sent my latest and last, I was thinking at that time, poetry.
A couple of months have passed and we received a mail that I am a semi finalist in the competition. It was totally unexpected! The International Library of Poetry even said that THAT VERY POEM was excellent. It's a good thing some people can understand and appreciate my art since the people that have surrounded me before never really understood or have taken sufficient grasp to it. It's a good thing I did not lose hope. This has given me yet another purpose to accelerate my old and newfound talent. The poetry is titled "The Kiss of Beau Belle." It exhibits my sentiments towards a kiss of a certain someone that I miss presently.
Things change. I guess it's better off this way. Anyway, without further a due... The poem.
The Kiss of Beau Belle
Oh, lurid shades of grey
Pacify my undying taste
For love, for passion
For the permanence of place.
My incandecent core
Shield my apparent fervor
Girdle me with continence
Humble me with lore
As the leaves whisper the sound of stillness
And as the moon emanates power
Evoking the words of silence
Eliciting the warmth to flower
The world bloomed anew
Withing our private world of osculation
God was visible in you
In this divine intervention
Men search interminably for utopia
Not finding them to be true
Nonetheless, I have found my nirvana
In the kiss of me and you.
Mind you, being a semi-finalist in this contest means that this VERY POEM will be published in a book. Specifically, the book is titled "Immortal Verses." Lovely, no?
Beau Belle stands for "Beautiful Bella." Yes, I still think of her until now.



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