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Cup of Empty

She pours him a cup of empty
From a teapot of childhood dreams
He loves the sound of her giggles
Her's is the light of a thousand moonbeams

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

He lifts a cup of empty
and gives his baby a  wink
"Mmmm, dear darling, this is so delicious,
its the very best I've ever had to drink"

In the evening, he turns to his bottle
With his friends, he goes to the bar
She faithfully waits, for him for hours
Thinking "Dear daddy I wonder where you are?"

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

She sets their table and faithfully waits,
hoping that daddy, will be coming home soon
But her tired eyes, give way to sleepy
as her Teddy watches under the moon

He comes home way after midnight
Sees his angel asleep on the floor
Smiles and sips a sip of empty
and thinks "I shouldn't drink anymore"

Years have a way of taking
She doesn't wait for daddy at home
She's found a new kind of pleasure
Her hunger grew from being alone

She fills her veins with her empty
Dreams dreams she can't explain
Trades her body and those giggles
In hopes of escaping her pain

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

Daddy sat home and he waited
His baby girl she never came home
He still drowns himself in his bottle
But now he drinks all alone

Her teacup sits on the counter
Emptied of her childhood dreams
He misses the sound of her giggles
and the light of a thousand moon beams

He lifts the cup full of empty
To his lips and takes another drink
Empties out the rest of the bottle
As his pain is poured down the sink

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals and roses
Counting out loud crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip

He traded what was real for his empty
As she relinquished her childhood dreams
Now his baby girl has flown to heaven
On the light of a thousand moon beams

He wishes he could be with his baby
Lift her cup and give her a wink
Say "Mmmm this is so delicious,
it's the best I've ever had to drink!


I realize the verse is not a quatrain however the majority of the poem is written in the requested form. This is a piece that is quite meaningful to me.

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2015

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Newborn Flowers

A broken heart 
who humbly cries 
As the flames began melting 
tears hidden under the seabed

Sizzling hot a trail 
sparkles into the night sky
love comes in colors 
that kisses burn passion

Following your starlight flooding
memories are forever made pure
Even if you are not here
I can feel your warm breath 

Winking to the soul dream of dreams 
Together we can build a future palace
one without fear and pain
Destiny will be eternities shooting arrow 
 
Catching many rainbow on our roads path
Cupid strikes flying saucers land in your space 
wondering if things will ever be the same again
Captivating an angel strums tugging heartstrings 

Do you hear still the melody 
to the most beautiful song playing
Warmly exploring deeply touching tunes 
Covering the bed with rose petals 

Music plays a heartfelt chant sighs 
I miss you dearest flower forever more 
just like the desert misses rain
Whispers held on a cloud of breath beautiful 


A Collaborated Poem 
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid 
(unrhymed quatrain)

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

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A Walk On The Beach

Rough winds blowing
Washing wild waves ashore
Scattering about seashells
It always makes me want more

Copyright © Brittany Larson | Year Posted 2015

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- New Life Awakens -

With a loving heart,
filled with peace and harmony
In the afterbirth new life emerges
An eternal optimist in Spite of living

Starlight sparkles in this globe softly glistens
Everything seems to be perfectly normal
Gentle spirit refines where the thought is good
Dream you shine a warm sunbeam gift

We live for truth and justice sake
The numbered days and duration of happy feelings
A glimpses of human life takes shape
Golden delicious fruit of Eden

Happiness can not be conquered, 
it must be openly received
A sun melting inside warm thoughts
Staring across the horizon clouds pearl white

My desires, my needs, my happiness
As fallen people with meaningless deeds
Dreamy cotton skies echo into one song
The ability to grasp facts of nature around us

Faraway mountains sailing yearns
Over the hills a warm thought in breeze blows 
Starlight twinkles in the eyes of a dream 
Coasting along on a deep blue sea wave kiss





Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :)  25.08.2015 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Beacon

Just a circle in the dark, paved roadway
A halo of light in a blackened world
Just a ray of sunlight in a forest of shadows
Pointing straight while others have curled
Moving on, and searching the horizon
Just a lighthouse on a stormy night
A beacon to the shops in the harbor
So consumed with pure terror and fright
Sunlight to the clouds in the sky
A rose in a hackle of thorns
Just a circle of light in the darkness
One in white among millions who mourn
You shine to all those who surround you
Don’t blow our for the need is dire
And with your light, you lead the way
You have the power to change and inspire


ENLIGHTENMENT, HOPE, AND HARMONY
4-23-13

Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2013

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Summer Nights in the South

Summer Nights in the South Green fireflies blink in the quiet of night and our sleeping old dog heaves a sigh. Dreaming, she sprints through a youthful blue sky chasing delicate clouds, cotton-white. A red-sunset tanager* colors the warm air from a perch in the majestic oak limbs above professing by lullaby, sincerely devoted love, like some sublimely recited evening prayer. I lay back and smile, through the leaves, at the moon to the sound of crops rippling in the breeze thinking how precious are nights such as these when alone, with the Earth I commune.
*Summer Tanagers (Piranga rubra) are native to the southern U.S. but are not true tanagers. They are actually members of the cardinal family. 08/01/15 Submission for Contest: Nature Poems Only Hosted by: Shadow Hamilton

Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2015

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Enchanting whispers

Enchantment of this soul 
breathing inside the magic aroma.
Under the hawthorn bush a fragrance lingers 
appearing out of thin air my dream 

Lunar circle turning over earthern thoughts
a strawberry cream moon softly whispers 
Under the green turf you are held solid diamond 
the beauty of midnight tolls 

Growing all over the castle walls ivy emotions
gripping feelings cotton soft slippers hold a print 
Embracing cold stone warmly clinging onto chambers walls 
Transforming kisses tenderly inside the heart and soul 



Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

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Circle of Gold

A sweet deep voice resonates across the empty air landing affection
Caresses the chin forming shapes off ladybugs melodies glide and swirl 
Guiding soul heart ablaze inside each melody note I hide love supreme
Released in cosmic fireworks in the air we share mystical pearl juice honey

Under the cascading gems of bright colors we lay gasping excited
Through the smoky mist fingers touch I feel a burning heart flowing wild
One with your electric current smoldering glazed with a little nibble
Enameled glowing gems embraced in the deepest slumber awakens you

Entering a world stone buildings either sides magically birds chirping
Whistling joyous tunes walking a cobbled path to one beautiful maiden 
Who turns a handle on the music box enchanting sweetest songbirds air
As she opens her mouth out comes the voice of an angel calling enchants

Dancing in the heavens of ones mind these eyes are lead astray catching fuel
First glance a shooting star joining hands together electrifying crown
On parallel world we turn the handle as this sparkle begins floating 
Inside space fuming embers of magic dust blew open crystal portal

Star spangling dewdrops deeply spinning blindly knocked off ones feet in one glance 
Sharing our vision a bell strikes raindrops in midnight dreams glass slipper falls
Falling all over you lost in regal aura kissed in amazing grace 
Spectrum apex walking up steps temple of sacrifice circling moon dog


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This is an unrhymed quatrain of 18 syllables. The poem style is called 'Circle of Gold' which denotes the total of 360 syllables count from all 20 lines.

A collaborated poem with Liam McDaid.
Poem style invented by Liam McDaid. 
I was inspired by this music video "Flamme à lunettes" and Liam kindly accepted to collaborate on this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej6gP7snEko 

Copyright © Angeline Haikutwinkle | Year Posted 2016

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Breathless Bounty

A dream once entered the hall leading 
to the stairway of enchanting dining room
one guest echoes rang out bells began chiming 
inside an echo to the soul dancing paradise golden sands speak

Blowing whispers silently upon a heartbeat calls 
footsteps your stage platform takes to dancing ignites
into a restless flame flicking warmly on each breath
sweet delight floating in a fresh blue breeze 

Two celestial beings join universes apart our spirits fly 
planets and stars gazing softly twinkle love
on a collision course together we spark lighting up 
silver ore we are the magic that spells are made from dust 

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Laughter The Best Medicine

Forty years of married life, the couple set out to celebrate
Fine dining beautiful wine, and a waltz with stumbling gait
Turning to her husband she demands for him to remember details
Quickly he answers, “Yes darling, your beautiful dress, my hat and tails.”

He walked beside her hand in hand she notices a tear drop that falls
Thinking he’s sentimental she demands to know what he does recall
Sighing wistfully looking at the stars he tells her, it was before they did wed
Your father had a shotgun, he said if I didn’t turn up I'd wish I was dead.

“Why do you remember that, is there nothing more romantic you can say?”
The virago of a wife demands more memories of the wedding day…
The husband sighs “He said he would send me to jail for forty years at the very least“ 
I just had a thought, if I hadn’t married you, tomorrow would be my day of release……


© 28/11/2012~GG~ 

Entry for Laughter The Best Medicine sponsored by Vie

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012

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Shield Love - Quatrain

Shield Love - Quatrain - A Collaboration

Embrace me In your soft tender arms.
Holding close within meek tenderness.
In close embrace I feel your soft charms,
I await the touch of your caress.

Shield me from life's hate,
On my knees Love's dying.
Do not hesitate,
From soft eyes tears crying.

Love's fights to survive,
As Love bleeds passion of forever.
Love must ever thrive
Let us now share our Love together.

Really all one desires now,
Knowing Loving you.
An essence of Love allow,
My heart ever true.

Queen of endless pleasure,
Holding you to the end.
My ultimate treasure,
Stay Lover and stay Friend.

In a flash of light,
As long as this world keeps on spinning.
You light up my night,
When sights of Love to my eyes dimming.

All I ask of you we stay strong,
Always sleeps one dream of endless beauty.
Ever In your light I belong,
To be within your heart Is my Love's duty.

Sings In your heart Love,
The song of Love's divinity.
We dwell high above,
In Love ever entwining.

A Collaboration by Liam Mcdaid & Michael Clarke.

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2014

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Soon To Join Two

Amidst this greenery and purple heather Azure blue skies grace our naked souls Beneath the Cullins on the Isle of Skye Two in love sharing adventurous goals On our tartan blanket facing each other Noses in touch sharing kisses aplenty Rapid they are in teasingly smother Tongues now fence, complimentary Wandering hands on porcelain skin Gracing, caressing, she sighs as I do Arching her back, her breasts in rise Pert to the air, this soon to join two Slowly in kissing crawl, to her lips I Caressing undulations, blushing she Our eyes meet, for they tell no lies In loving clasp she welcomes me Rhythmic we are in this rustic place Seismic groans of wonderment cry Skin to skin of loving abrasions Two fused astride my manly thighs Gyrating hips in sensuous grind Internal flows await their desire Passionate kisses now frenzied Fusion of two in wanting transpire

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014

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Shades Of Grape

Black edges a turquoise horizon,
inking silhouettes a cobalt blue.
And shining stars, like twinkling candles,
faintly flicker in and out of view.

Color escapes from night’s dark abyss,
as shadows reborn are given shape.
And sunbeams gild the rim of the earth,
distilling reds into shades of grape.

Sound is suspended, all is silent,
a magical time, before birds fly.
Magenta clouds share shades of crimson,
imbued with fire that ignites the sky.

A birthing sun ascends from the east,
its brilliance engulfing all of space.
Daylight reclaims territories lost,
and night vanishes, without a trace.


Written Jan 7th, 2016 for the contest, Any Poem, sponsor, Broken Wings

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

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Eternity Glows

Circle of a world 
you warmly surround me 
Holding visions of a dream
Melting chocolate to the soul 

Cupping hands together
captures pulse beats awakening 
sunshine through misted bridge promise 
dewdrops each morning 

The eyes opening crystals 
those of a deep ocean wave takes hold 
Satin touching softly velvet silk 
pearls washed pure fragrance 

Within a starlight kisses cheeks 
singing rivers in  delight 
Beholding you beautiful 
Arrowhead of Cupid Striking 

Surf falling down deeply 
sweeping winds rising 
an angel the heart's wings 
flying with grace sparkling back

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Around The Campfire

Rising from the fire like a phoenix,
ash morphs into flights of flaming darts.
And shadows cool the fringes of light,
extinguishing all unwary sparks.

Scarlet splashes in the molten flames,
as cerise and chartreuse ride the waves.
And all eyes follow their rhythmic flow,
as their hypnotic beauty enslaves.

Bursts of laughter and bravado bond,
within tall tales that haunt the night.
And comradery clamors to be heard,
amongst everyone huddled up tight.

Tranquillity’s intoxicating,
saturating your soul with its peace.
And it feels like genuine magic,
when worries and anxieties cease.

A brotherhood fuels the campfire,
united by the flickering flames.
And a rekindling of old friendships,
free from frustrations and macho games.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

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Beautiful Dreamer

~Beautiful Dreamer~ 
 (Quatrain) 


 Precious halo made of gold 
 With velvet petals made of dew 
 Here of sudden I behold 
 Things that never before I knew 

 Miracles in the early dawn 
 Spread with love and tender care 
 Standing I'm here in awe of 
 Everything that looks so fair 

 Sent with love and gentle care 
 To keep us nice and warm 
 With all his grace for us to wear 
 Delivered message for her to share. 


 Dorian Petersen Potter 
 Aka ladydp2000 
 copyright@2015


July.3.2015 

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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The Gift Of This Eve

One enchanted evening
lead by Her golden moon,
Luna's light guided me
to a secret lagoon.

Anchored in the shallows
I waded to the shore,
evoking the magic
that will open love's door.

For in this sea of gold
buffed to a mirror sheen,
frolics the sexiest 
mermaid I’ve ever seen.

She flaunts ebony hair
befitting any Queen, 
offset by a sweeping
tail of aquamarine.

Under a full March moon
she steps from fantasy,
emerging from the sea
to make sweet love to me.

Yet, before Sol rises
She will quietly leave,
so I must be content
with the gift of this eve.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

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The Reflection

"The Reflection"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

Deep in your eyes, there is Beauty
At the surface of your eyes, there is Beauty
Throughout the rest of you
Sexiness is always on duty

Only if you Truly Believe In God
Will you understand just how Beautiful you are
Your face is just so precious
And your frame has experienced more curves than a car

Unless a man is deaf, dumb and blind
He has no choice but to see
All the Beauty that lives within you
Even the gay men will agree

Before God Created Woman
It is obvious that He Thought Of you
You are the Reflection Of His Blueprint
That's why your Beauty is oh so true

Lost in your image
Were my eyes when we first met
I never tried to get with you
One of the few things I regret

Even if I never see you again
I know that He Has Truly Blessed my Life
For He Allowed me to meet a lady and friend
Who can make any man a perfect wife

Copyright © eric boddie | Year Posted 2016

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You are an Angel

I think we are ment 
To be together source of light 
Give me one hour  
of your precious time 

I will give you 
a brand new life 
As this earth changes around 
growing inside our union 

The pathway 
is clear cut diamond 
as you command 
the rising deep ocean waves 

I warmly salted them with spices
As they rise and fall calming ocean breaths 
Softly mesmerised 
loving your beauty 

Turning the wheel 
steering this ship 
blowing in one direction sings 
I hunger your love 

Source of each other 
Can be found a million miles away 
we feast at the alter of purity 
With wings we fly together from the final table

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

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Into Autumn we Walked

We waved goodbye to the summer skies
As we walked below the last canopies of green
Our memories in awe at mother natures blooms
Appreciative as we witnessed her scene

Fading colourful spectrum's shared many a bed
Butterflies and insects buzz out another year
Yesterdays scents captured in our minds
Her beauty simply amazes, even brings a few tears

The winds through the trees whistle mournful tunes
Whilst the weakened leaves start their spiralling fall
We walk as they drift on the Autumn breeze
To watch their demise leaves an eerie enthral

The evening descends absorbing the light of the day
Giant cathedrals of brown change to an ebony black
Invisible sounds resonate amongst shadows of dark
This seasonal change shows no lack

Hand in hand we have walked through this beautiful park
Stopping and staring at the most beautiful of views
We head back home contemplating tomorrows writes
My girl and I sharing natures inspirational muse






http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-9.php

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010

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Our Dear Charmaine



Everyone knows our dear Charmaine From the Mediterranean Isle of Malta A beautiful lady so loving and gentle My admiration for her never falters Charming and sweet are a couple of words Describing this dear loving soul I hold my breath till her name appears Since this ageing heart she stole Others on the site are sweethearts too Can't possibly mention them all But this is all about Charmaine Chircop That dear sweet Maltese doll Since the day Charmaine came into my life The sun has never stopped shining She fills each day with such joy and kindness Forever on her love, I'm dining © Jack Ellison 2014

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2014

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We Are Complete

Nestled snug under warm covers,
we watch logs burning in the fire.
And a crescendo of flames flares,
whenever bold breezes aspire.

The horizon's edge spills shadows,
as a dying sun sinks from sight.
And embers burst into sparks that
confetti night with specks of light.

Snowflakes blanket the trees in white,
as twigs snap with a crackling sound.
And hands clasped in a soft embrace,
we watch branches bend to the ground.

A shooting star unzips the sky,
knowing nothing else will suffice.
And a magic moon gilds the clouds,
beaming down on crystals of ice.

Twinkling stars sprinkle ebony
with glitter at the sun’s retreat.
And our love is sealed with a kiss,
for together we are complete.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

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My Scarlet Woman

Amongst the oaks and the maples and shrubbery so green
Runs a translucent flow, a stream so pristine
It's meandering contours hugging the land
Takes me back to the day, we met unplanned

The sky was pale blue on this hot summers day
Cotton wool clouds in mesmerising display
It's as if you could reach out and brush with your hand
This candy floss coating ceiling our land

Many meadows I walked through capturing the sounds
Listening to her marvels in cinema surround
Technicolour rainbows so radiant to the eye
Such beauty in nature, understandably why

I reach the turn-style that leads to the forest walk
Listening to the breeze through the trees as if they talk
These pillars of stature, as old as grandfathers years
Many stories they could tell, that would bring you to many tears

As I stroll through the leafy lanes, mapped out over many years
Trampled underfoot by it's inhabitants, badgers and beautiful red deer
I now reach the stream as I follow it's meandering flow
To a pool at it's end where past maidens bathed in glow

My ears now pick up sounds of singing and a splashing
Resonating from the pool, a glimpse of pink now flashing
A lady stands before me, bathing in the stream
Scarlet clothing in sporadic lay, am I in some kind of dream

I call out to this beauty as she turns and looks at me
Towards the bank she walks, and invites me in with she
Knee deep in crystal waters our bodies close in touch
My clothing now drifts away, the two of us in clutch

Into our eyes we both now look as blood flows through my veins
Her touch is soft and gentle, my hands now stroke her mane
Deeper we edge out as she floats and hugs my waist
The two of us in join in this beautiful serene quiet place

Our emotion creates commotion as our undulations reach the shore
Ripples of joy they are as underwater hands explore
The coldness incites a reaction, in pert and firm caress
In delightful blend we release, two souls in loving press

Kissing we reach the bank, on her summer dress we lie
Sighing in breathless spoon, we stare at the green canopy sky
Many, many hours have passed, lying naked below the peeking sun
This is the day I met my scarlet woman, the day our lives began





http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-11.php

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010

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The Dandelion

The dandelion sat along on the hill 
watching the rose's play.
He asked to join the fun and games;
is it all right if I stay?
The rose's said, you can not play,
for you are not one of us.
Go back to your hill to your grassy clump,
and don't you make a fuss.
For we are tall with our beautiful stems
and nicely shaped leaves.
Our petals are grand,
the best in the land, 
so stay away you weed.
A beautiful flower, tall and grand,
you are, the dandelion sighed.
Your petals are grand, the best in the land,
but i'd rather be pretty inside.
For the rose's and their beauty so grand, 
will fade and wither with time,
but the dandelion's beauty within,
is one thing that will never die. 
:0)

Copyright © Ricci Hardt | Year Posted 2010

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Storm over the Glen

Through my living room window
I see the most beautiful glen
With granites of grey
Towering up to a Ben

Greened spreads of heather
Purples and white
Amidst an ocean of green
A most wonderful sight

Forested slopes
Carpet the glens sides
Whilst a sparkling river
Centers the great divide

I look to the skies
As they turn battleship grey
An impending storm
Is heading my way

It looks like the glen
Is in for one hell of a night
The last storm we had
Was an explosive delight

Fork lightening, thunder
Obscured by clouds
One follows the other
Arcing out loud

I await the winds
And the vertical rains
Lashing with force
Against my cottage panes

Suddenly, theres a massive roar
More powerful than i have heard before
A sheet of lightening lit up the sky
Capturing the Ben of granite high

This man of old, caught in silhouette
Standing guard over his beautiful glen
This icon, this keeper of the Saltire Blue
Stands tall and proud like Highland men

Hours pass as i look on in awe
From my cottage window through the rain laiden panes
The power of nature in many scenes
Drums and a light show washed down with champagne




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-3.php



Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010

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The Mirrors Spoke

The fear of her looks
Became thorns in her side
Her images were shattered
Because the mirrors decide

This beautiful girl
Who sees a different face
She hears the world laughing
No matter where she is in place

In her bedroom at home
She faces her demons alone
Unknown to her family
For years she has roamed

In her dreams one night
She receives her wish
Surrounded by mirrors
She cuts her wrists

Because the fear of her looks
Had penetrated so deep inside
This beautiful girl
Who now, no longer resides




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark.php





Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010

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The Lofty Lighthouse - Sentinel

Terrifying tumultuous tremendous traumatic transaction
Horror in the towering splashes of ocean in howl
The vigilant lighthouse pounded by the surfs of annihilation
The huge and awful sea right now is on the untamed prowl

The shivering cold wind around the angry eyes of the hurricane
Has ruthlessly dispersed the deep waters in the ocean
Even dignity of the lighthouse is hit by the water insane
Before the surging rage of the waters in commotion

Do you listen to the roaring sea and crushing waves pounding the shores
Nothing else is visible nothing else is audible
Still don’t lose heart and look at the glistening hopes of the trusted doors
There the lofty lighthouse looks almost imperishable

This way nature heaves suddenly a deep sigh of suppressed grief
In these mad and angry growl of wild wind acts out nature
By ventilating its pent up anger it earns catharsis
From dark to light is the nature’s optimistic feature
_____________________________________________________________________
April 10, 2016
For the Poetry Contest : Sentinel Quatrain Form
Hosted by : Eve Roper

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016

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BOURGAINVILLEA

Tough and hardy, this bushy shrub;
Roadside decor in blazing sun,
Flowers pretty enough no doubt
In sure rigour bear heatwave run.


Blazing colours in crystal tints:
Orange and red, purple and pink;
Range of flavours, violet-white hints;
Touch unafraid such tensile links.


Flowery bursts in hot weather,
Sparkle and shine, blooming clusters;
Tough with dry thirst in warm splendour,
Outlook feels fine in sheer wonder.


Hot evergreen with thorny hedge,
Sparkling colours that look so good;
Nature now seen on dusty edge,
Arid odours as harsh drought broods.


Unnoticed show that bears hot heat,
Blooming in hues that gathers lots;
Bear fast or slow as time retreats,
Flowers that cue in sun drenched plots.


Bourgainvillea vines in the sun
Tell a story of survival;
See joy appear in sparkling run,
Flowers breezy in recital.


Leon Enriquez
14 Apr 2014
Singapore

Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014

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BEAUTIFUL


The wind did blow me to this place 
to scarf me wrapped in solitude 
I pieced myself before her grace  
sweet Deity of fortitude;

The flowers perked by sun's array  
to scent the air with perfume spree 
I bowed my head with quiet say 
and prayed to her Divinity;

The temple sat inside the gate 
no greater words engraved in mist
she shone as bright as black agate 
this Diadem of sovereign mist; 

This pious place it called to me 
a place where Buddhist monks spake not 
they gave me hermitage for free 
and welcomed me through vacant lot 

The Dorje and the bell of strobe 
with energy re-shifted, rose  
while they in saffron orange robes 
stood still before me- sacred rose 

To pen a name for such a place 
would be a tiny slight displease 
for in that grandiose moments grace
I grew a thousand bending knees 

The wind did blow me to this place 
to wrap and scarf me, linen gray 
I pieced  myself and left the race 
to join the quiet monks of ray 

The wind did blow inside this place of full,  
and yes indeed this place was,    BEAUTIFUL!


June 16, 2016

Contest Name: A place called beautiful 
Sponsor: Janis Thompson 

Copyright © Mystic Rose | Year Posted 2016

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The Water's Edge

Looking at the horizon of the ocean,
I see the water meeting the sky.
Glancing at these typical waves,
Coming toward the inland, I start to sigh.

Reflections of the clouds move fast,
As their rippled appearance catch my attention.
Beautiful and fluffy they all seem to be,
Floating through the sky with unique dimensions.

Now off in the distance the sun starts to set,
And the peaceful waves are still in resume.
The analogous sight that was once in the sky,
Has faded and I’m left with the beautiful moon.

The breeze, so calm as it caresses me softly,
I wish I could capture this moment to share.
I’d share it with anyone who’d like to feel,
Mesmerized by the passion, I breathe from this air.

It’s a beautiful experience to sit with Nature;
Kicking my feet off this rocky ledge.
With a soothting feeling of the warmth of the ocean,
As my feet are caressed by the water's edge.



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Inspired by Laura McKenzie's
—Love for the Ocean Contest—

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