Best Canzone Poems
The Bewitching Call of the Siren
She ululates a forlorn desire for a human love;
She’s pure evil, not from God’s Heaven above.
This siren’s seductive melody is heard on all seas,
And even on the largest lakes and flowing rivers;
Bringing even seafarers near Die Lorelei to shivers!
Beguiling young sailors to such a ghastly death;
This vile creature’s venom is felt with each breath!
Her visage is one of true love and blessed pulchritude,
Yet Lucifer’s mask is dark with great evil certitude!
Her perfumed scent enlivens her victims’ senses,
Whilst her dark green eyes and deep wet kisses;
Mesmerize her prey, oblivious now to all consequences;
Now feeling her fatal bites and hearing her hideous hisses!
She taketh all pleasure in her world of this evil measure,
Enthralling all her sad victims to a most horrible death;
Now Lucifer counts with joy the lost souls’ treasure!
Always sans merci this siren be to those in her grot,
As her victims find their souls lost to Hell’s dark rot!
Beware say I to all good seafarers, do heed this tale well;
Be deaf to this siren’s call or your life shall end in Hell!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
July 4, 2016 (Canzone)
Let me remove the sword from my back dear friend,
The blood is dripping and I am full of sadness;
Seems that loyalty is just a thing of madness,
Oh, the pain in my heart is shattering.
I must learn to never ever trust you again,
You say one thing but you do another;
It is raining on my soul, I thought we were forever,
Your words are just senseless dribble scattering.
My disappointment is sadly staggering,
So I must add more bricks to my high wall;
And should you try to climb it you will surely fall,
I know the Lord up above makes me always stronger.
But I must thank you for your cruel deception,
As sorrow always gives my writing direction.
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December 3, 2015
Canzone/Blood Dripping
Copyright Protected, ID 731766
For the contest, A Poem Written on a Rainy Day
sponsor, Poet Destroyer and Skat
Fifth Place
Sister, sister, life would be awful without my sister,
She is my rock, the voice of reason, my safe harbour;
Not an older sibling but younger, always my anchor,
Oh, she was born with an incredible inner strength.
She possesses all the beautiful qualities of my mother,
When I am ill, it is my sister who holds my hand;
By my side she will always and forever stand,
For me she goes the distance, no matter the length.
She is my soul's deepest love and greatest strength,
I will always listen and depend on her advice;
It is full of wisdom and is usually quite concise,
Mother must be smiling down from her heavenly land.
Through all life's twists and turns we are one,
Oh, those days of childhood play until the sun was done.
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December 19, 2015
Poetry/Canzone/Sister, Sister, Beloved Sister
Copyright Protected, ID-15-736-602-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, When Older or Younger
SiblingsStep In, sponsor, Eve Roper
First Place
I am the invisible girl behind the words,
Known in every land for my bleeding ink;
Behind self-imposed walls I find a place to think,
Each sad brick is sorrow and betrayal.
Within my strong walls my poems are free birds,
Invisible- I surround myself with beauty;
Music playing in the background, oh so moody,
My writing desk ever loyal,
Lovely, although invisible my portrayal.
I dine with a view of flowers swaying,
On a shady porch my cats are sleeping;
Books on many shelves are my friends truly.
And art on walls are my dearest companions,
I am invisible- this is not delusions.
So invisible-
Afraid to leave my haven.
I am a red rose hidden,
You must be willing,
To peel back each soft petal,
To reveal this girl of words.
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April 24, 2016
Poetry/Canzone/Choka/Hello, I'm Invisible
Copyright Protected, ID 16-782-226-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Inspiration - Image #1
Entered in the contest, Being Invisible
sponsor, Skat
Fourth Place
God’s Holy Whisper of Love
I long to hear now God’s holy whisper of love,
For its sacrosanct sound abounds most high above.
This subtle soft tone mirrors forever God’s grace;
It maketh our souls one in His heavenly place.
God’s whisper reflects his love and passion in kind;
It’s His wish for poets to set them in true rhyme.
God’s whisper is our music on this mortal Earth;
It sustains our love spirit for holy rebirth.
Warm tears symbolize always our human passion,
As we seeketh God’s plan for His divine action.
God’s whisper sustains us true in all times of need;
He teaches that love conquers all, and we must heed.
God’s love shall be with us until the end of time;
He knoweth that poets shall set His words to rhyme!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
July 15, 2016 (Canzone)
Author’s Notes:
One Stanza
14 Verses
Meter: Iambic Hexameter
Total Syllables: 168
Rhyme Scheme: aabbccddeeffcc
The gryphon guards Scythian gold
The phoenix guards with riddled clues
But the powerful love and light of God
Will protect us from the likes of you.
Carpe Diem
I found poetry soup several years ago,
And it has been a wonderful journey;
Sharing poems of sadness and eternity,
Only here, can I let go of all my emotion.
But treat me with respect so I can grow,
Reponse's to my sad writes are wonderful;
But, there are two sides here, one beautiful,
The side where we share poems and words.
With lovely comments like musical cords,
I want support not rules from administration;
And instead of demands give me direction,
And the blog side- well is quite dreadful.
Oh, the beautiful side is where I wish to dwell,
Administration, be fair so I never say farewell.
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December 21, 2015
Poetry/Canzone/Why Am I Here
Copyright Protected, ID 15-737-180-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Why Are You On Poetry Soup
Sponsor, Jerry T. Curtis
First Place
Without Anabel's smile,
I am a forest without a tree,
a universe without its golden sun;
and with a loner's heart,
I'll forever search for my lovely and unseen star!
Without Anabel's smile,
I'm tossed by the storm...to be thrown into the sea!
and with little hope,I easily lose heart!
Some women are easy to love,
and Anabel's name fits these tender words;
a real woman stands by her adored man,
and gives him all she can...
Anabel...lovely Anabel,
everything turned awfully sad...
when our beautiful star fell
from the August sky to the silent earth!
Without Anabel's smile,
life becomes a flower without spring,
an empty hand that holds nothing;
and mine waits for her distant hands
to touch me and make me come alive...
and if destiny is kind, we will dance!
Anabel...untrue Anabel, prettier than an unreal goddess:
have you found another sweet-heart...and settled for less?
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
When we met- I knew it would be forever,
Those dark fathomless eyes and that deep voice;
We shared many magic moments so nice,
Such lovely walks along the beach hand in hand.
We would walk slow talking about whatever,
Oh, that special place we lay beneath a tree;
That perfect blue azure sky and gentle breeze,
And those rolling waves that caressed the sand.
This special memory is beautiful and grand,
You kissed my ruby lips, whispering sweet words;
And we were lost in our love- lulled by singing birds,
I wish, I had the power to have time freeze.
Like vines twining, growing together, so did our love,
Now, I weep at your tomb- " forever and ever my love."
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June 7, 2016
Poetry/Canzone/When The Heart Wants
Copyright Protected, ID 16-798-386-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, The Color Of Love
sponsor, Casarah Nance
Sixth Place
Poem of the Day, June 9, 2016
when the sun is about to rise above, one can see and admire the beauty of the light coming
out the sun which is like gold colour which is covered all whoever it comes on. all the
birds meet on the trees nearby singing with perfect cordination with each other, saluting
the sun, one can also feel the heat of the sun on those who shining on them. some
passerbys drinking water to quinch their thirst because the heat is going very high as soon
the sun goes up little by little, and when the sun goes down in the evening, one can feel
the light heat and the light that seems to be very golden yellowish on the fields and where it
passes leaving a spectular beauty looking at it, by going up little by little till it vanishes behind the sea for good
My God, i cant stay quiet,
for i took the wrong diet,
maybe i should have cooked it,
but impatience made me eat,
could not wait for lunch,
for i was hungry that much,
the dished passed across my nose,
waking up my hunger dose.
pass me the dish please,
i said with ease,
for i am hungry,
and when am hungry i get angry.
A thrust into the plate,
with great ecstasy i ate,
feeling happy,
each spoon had a different story.
Things later went sour,
felt bad at the wrong hour,
vomiting, my stomach broken,
whats the cause: food poison.
EzyFabanatu All Rights Reserved © 28th
March, 2014
GODLY MEN
I speak thy name so often, you’d think I’d know the spell; but so help me, I swear I do; I
saw it this sullen
Mourning standing in the cue – the gaunt brother of commerce’s inclusion aching with
regret; I could smell it on his breath – Lord, the world devoid of love drains my brothers
blue – they seek you in such vacant places – they see you where they are, not: a subtle
telling sub-plot of longing and regret; oh how they adorn such phases: the raincoat, the
cup of coffee, the last great event of yearning; the wrong turn not taken; for all is
gone, forsaken – in the void that seeks consume them one, two or three.
This is the last remark that can be spoken on the subject, for to lend it power is to doom
those brothers bold who beat thy rhythm true – those saints who ply a trade unique – to
stare at Godly men’s best intentions and render them oblique.
When you kiss me
I get high like I could
touch the sky.
When you touch me
I get them butterflies.
Something about you
really turns me on.
Might be your looks,
or the way that you
talk...
But one thing's for sure,
I can't get enough of you.
I can see myself spending
the rest of my life with you.
You're driving me crazy,
I'm in need of you daily.
I'm hoping that you feel
the same, so we can make
things official between us.
Put a ring on your finger,
and become husband &
wife.
Then live our lives
in paradise.
Written by: Poet Shi
see spot see spot run, wow mom i can read
yes but you must go to school to get all you need
at home i can teach you how to tie your shoes
but they can teach you why one and one makes two
back then getting an education was so clear
and we didn't bother to question why
as we learned the different between hear and here
and of course how to multiply
but now it seems school is not what we pictured
no more recess where we run and laugh
they have brought in American literature
a when will i use all this math
then you must combind all you know and more
just to try and get a deceit S.A.T. score
which they say is based solely on your knowledge
and it's very important when choosing a college
this is why we must focus on our priority's
in order to get into a good university
and in these times you need a college degree
that's the only way to make it in today's society
you'll have plenty of time to have fun
so don't be anybody fool
it time you start looking out for number one
be smart ! stay in school
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Listen to me I a wisdom spreading the message to grown ups and children Mentality philosophy sycologicoly educationaly given My brains spinning working 7 days a week thinking My thoughts are high beonyed the sky it's like an angel blinking Thoughts of determination I will spread knowledge to the nation So all that negative in the world I am replacing With lyrical penatration only spoken by a consealer I can never be the same never follow I'm a leader This world is going down if I keep this to myself I would die a 1000 deaths to help everyone else This life is so amazing while hell's fire keeps blazing Billionars keep getting money and prices are still raising Homeless people craving 3 pennies they are saving I'm getting so pissed I'm about to paint the white house black Uplifting my community and bringing it all back Apply all this wisdom because every word is a fact