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Accolade and Review for my poem, Funny Sunday

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Wow, this amazing poem is full of surprises! A sunny Sunday afternoon wedding becomes a fascinating riot of bizarre characters. Ghouls and ghosts, pirates and parrots, and Dracula intend to attack the groom, make the bride walk the plank. But here comes witchy Jane, not Tarzan, to the rescue with a cauldron full of magic. Congratulations, Malak, on such an impressive, imaginative poem! Your images, alliteration, rhymes and rhythm are so vivid and exciting! I love that you ironically set this scene in a sunny day. To me, this entrancing narrative can be understood as a potentially humorous metaphor for marriage, but that may taking my interpretation too far. Thank you for sharing this brilliant poem! By Linda Powers O’Dell

Funny Sunday

On a sunny Sunday afternoon
Their wedding Masquerade in bloom,
People dressed glowing like the moon,
While the bride and groom

Joined them in their masked
Costumes, white from head to toe,
Shiny raven black, not a crow, but a bow tied
To suffocate instead of decorate the flow.

As they enter, ghouls and ghosts
Creep in droves, while Dracula drools
Over the succulent live meals in hosts,
Pros, Neffertiti, doctors, astronauts, all in pools

Surround the bride in fear as they
Prey on the dark dressed groom, whose
Tux became fodder for pirates, parrots play
Their roles driving the bride over plank in pose

Of defeat, death, depravity has no end.
But, wait! Who’s there? What’s that?
The bride swings from trees, Jane, whose bend
Of hand holds arms of freedom in a vat,

A cauldron where newt guts, brains
Of vultures, nightshade, blood that overflows
As it bublles up, swallows all it touches, cranes
Its flow into corners not to miss any blows.

Watch the witchy, whaling, warbling,
Black pointed hat flying into the air
Sprinkling her brew that’s consuming
All in a blinding jiffy like a pair in flair.


©️ 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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Diamond Certificate for my poem,  Bouquet’s Journey

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Bouquet’s Journey

She stands in an ethereal
Ivory, off the shoulder, flowy
Silver dress, her golden tresses curly
Over her bare back, as her bouquet ball

Of peachy-white, highlited
By the green leaves in symmetry
With the forest that surrounds her body
As she stands on the wooden bridged

Crossing over an ocean of memory
Flowing like water, never boxed,
Contained, but freely bled
Its tears of trauma into the depth of the watery

Abyss, where, where trauma’s happiness
Is the brightest pearl, hidden, hidden
In the depths without succor, forgotten?
Never, never! Faced with success

In riding the rippling waves of distress
That congregate in a single drop
Of life saving H²O, quenching a pop
Of bubbly bursts, like stars that press

Their light over the fallen bouquet
With it falls memories
Of a life lived together, families
Grew learning the art of parfait.

©️ 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