Sunday, March 1, 2009

March Poetry Challenge

Since March is here, I would like to challenge our contributors to submit some poems with a St. Patrick's Day theme or Spring theme during March!



3 comments:

Conservative Poet Tom Zart said...

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SAINT PATRICK


Born in Britain late in the forth century
Young Patrick's father was a deacon of the church.
Victim of raiders coming ashore at night
He was taken beyond his family’s search.

One of the most famous saints of old Ireland
Who was kidnapped by slave traders at sixteen.
A shepherd boy living a life of misery
Among pagan captors who chose to be mean.

His religious beliefs through hardships deepen
And a truly devout young man he became.
Till one night while sleeping he heard his Lord's voice
Commanding him to return home without shame.

Fleeing, he made his way back to his people
And later he studied the priesthood in France.
Returning to Ireland as a bishop
He became a legend of song and dance.

He compared the shamrock to trinity
And drove Irelands snakes away without fear.
Today most people celebrate his sainthood
By way of parades, parties, cheer and beer!

By Conservative Poet
Tom Zart
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Keith said...

Spring

Easter,
newness bursting
from decay.
Whites,
golds and greens
splash the branches,
and fresh fragrant fingers
cloud and flex in gentle breeze.
Bud and blossom
ambush empty twiglets
as the grasp and groan,
of Winter retreats
before the resolute,
gardening,
hand of time.

Keith Wallis

Keith's blog: http://wordsculptures-keith.blogspot.com/

Conservative Poet Tom Zart said...

THE SPRING of SPRING


Easter lilies are in full bloom
As young men think of love.
Women can feel passion within
As they view the nesting dove.

Spring hangs her blossoms on the trees
Though winter's moss is dry and dead.
As their sweet scent invades the air
Blades of grass raise their head.

Spring will soon vanish with the rose
And summer shall scorch earth again.
Daughter of heaven, mother of all
Spring's loved by both women and men.

By Conservative Poet
Tom Zart
Most Published Poet
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of love, war, faith and more 24-7 on web radio at

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