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Bronze Certificate,  poem: Perfection

Thank you, administrators,  for your hard work and the accolade.

Perfection

Quintessence is godly
In that our wishes to attain it are but vanity;
As our imperfections make us humane
While we endeavor to attain

Perfection’s domain requiring
Hard work, strength of belief, boasting
Becomes nothing but detrimental
As it stagnates our growth in a looping cycle.

Knowing that quintessence
Is always a step away from ordinance
As there will always be something
New to attempt to achieve, as roving

Minds will need fuel for growth,
Which demands improving, in stealth,
As one needs to learn in steps
Before moving towards newer goals, in steps.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Bronze Certificate

Thank you, Marie Harris, for the honor! The picture prompts you produce are always amazing!

Winter’s Hold

A quater of the full moon
Is covered by blue clouds,
Looking like Swiss cheeses
Whose borders are tree branches,
Naked from any adornments.

As the other tree’s branches rise
Higher, they touch the smoke
Coming out of chimney’s poke,
That reaches into the sky, a supplication stroke,
To an unending, breathtaking look

Generating a reverence for the real,
Imposing nature of winter’s bold
Winter scenery that takes a hold
Over you, as wonder as beauty’s cold
Reverence stretches into the raven sky taking in the fold.

As the branches hug the moon,
So does nature embrace man’s vicarious
Need to expand into its territory, vivacious
In his propagation, uncaring of his malicious
Effect on nature’s cycle that’s on the way to decimation.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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The Groundsel Weed

Woman in my dreams,
Hazy features covered, as you please,
By groundsels whose hairy filaments
Soar around her, blankets
Her from head to toe,
Trying vainly to get closer to blow
Its velvety softness in a Tornado
Of white that sweeps in an elegant flow.

She contemplates its fragility,
Wondering at the reality
Of how daintily flimsy
Its flower is, while its stem is definitely
Rooted in her heart, prettily
Proving it’s longevity.

She reverently catches a blowing
Head, as she admires its flowing
Dance, whose strength is glowing
In a sensual litany that’s dizzying.

Dream of the flower that nestles
Its thorns into delicate hearts
That beats for imagination that bleeds.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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Hold and Release

Hold, hold onto the fleeting sands
Sands of time, slipping, sliding, gliding,
Gliding along your fingers, sticking,
Sticking with muddy matter as it lands,

Lands in crumbs, crystallized pellicules,
Pellicules, colored, reflecting light,
Light that has the might of hopes,
Hopes that are flimsier than sand’s plight.

Plight of a continuously flowing bowl,
Bowl, forming, disintegrating, blazing,
Blazing a trail, making inroads, Hansel style,
Style that helps you find your way home,. Honing,

Honing your abilities, like the sand castle,
Castle changing shape, hearing, experiencing,
Experiencing upheaval of life’s emotional,
Emotional grind that shatters peace, raking,

Raking your soul into strips and crumb,
Crumb, that your creative hands glue,
Glue back together, to form a superb,

Superb soul that glitters,
Glitters in the sun, and shimmers,
Shimmers in the raven sky, bringers,
Bringers of hope, elusive but tangible, elevates humans.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️