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Details | Light Poetry |
Revised.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014




Details | Light Poetry |
to my cyber love
whom i may never see
who's words are my comfort
who loves me with keys
you who writes to my soul
apart of my life i give control
between us we share
a box with words
that instantly care's
and feelings preserve
we try to give
some sorts of gifts
but unlike other lovers
we cannot kiss
but give what i can 
to you this day
to make you feel special 
in my special sort of way
have you ever seen lovers 
look up in the night time sky
and one pick out a star
and say that's yours and mine
of all the stars in heaven
i've chosen the best one 
the star i chose for you
is the star we call the sun
of all the stars in heaven 
none compare to it's light
it's beauty and majesty
to everyones delight
it warms and makes you happy
and even makes you grow
to say the least a lot of other things 
that you may not even know
it will always be there
tomarrow and tomarrow
just a simple gift 
need never have to barrow
so when morning comes 
and you see the dawns first light
think of it as me
sneaking in to your life





(This is dedicated to the one I love.)

Copyright © john loving iii | Year Posted 2011

Details | Light Poetry |

Bright in the sky

they twinkle, spark and shine

but if you listen carefully,

you can hear their soft whine




Wondering what made them sad,

I went about listing it -

the star-lighter might not have come,

so some stars may not have lit




They probably lost all their power,

or perhaps started to decay.

some new stars might have found that

they had completely lost their way




Running out of options

I decided to move on -

and when I saw the moon arriving,

the stars were happy as a fawn




So walking up and down,

they spread joy by their birth

but the sun started to rise

in the midst of their mirth.

Copyright © Sneha RV The Literature Lover | Year Posted 2014




Details | Light Poetry |


Twinklers glint, shining above clouds
with a relay of dots in softest gold,
the sky transforming in a blink
to illuminate a shimmer in the air.

I wonder at your angled radiance 
while frozen on the spot... my eyes awaken
and up there, a parade of twirling sparklers
like miniature bulb lights, combust.

The hues change from silver to red
a flicker splattering heaven's canopy,
that lovers gaze to breathe in the dew
of satin webs so delicate and frail.

Make of wish, your vibrant eyes say
my face blushes praying for one dream
that makes me saunter, as in a trance,
drowning in the grandeur of your bliss.  


SKAT's ODE Contest
by nette onclaud

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
The sparkle in your eyes
The shaking of my heart
Twinkle twinkle my little star
How I wonder what you are

You’re my dreams, my last slow dance
You’re my lady in red, a passing glance
I wish upon a star so bright
To kiss you sweet into the night

Hand in hand, moonlit strolls
I whisper words, of love untold
I wonder why my love is true
But in your arms, there is no blue

So please, hold me close
I am lonely, without you
I give you a kiss, as you give me bliss
Knowing me, and knowing you

This love must be true

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
What is that
in our western sky
some kind of star
coming near by

it's radiance seems
as bright as the sun
but bowing to the night
it's beauty for reason

so compelling that
star in the sky
it's dazzling light
amazes my eye's

that star without words
beacons me to follow
my soul being bared
for something sacred and hollowed

Yes that is the star
our ancestors spoke of
i can see it with my eye's
that star is filled with love

quick quick hurry let's go
follow that star
where ever it goes

weather near 
or weather far
no matter what 
follow that star

for it was told
by ancient and old
that star would bring
our God and King

can't you see
this wonderful thing
Gods birth on earth
is where this star beams

there in the distance
gathered are the shepards
the lowly lowly shepards
soon to be joined by kings

"all men of the earth"
the angels did sing

to such a lowly place
this star did us bring
to a child born 
in the company cattle
but worshiped by kings
accompanied by the light
of that stars wonderful beam

a lowly lowly place
for the birth of the King of Kings
the place long for told
as the birth place of the King

we were humbled
by the mystery of this birth

this is the way 
God would visit earth

with lowly shepards
under a bright bright star
humbled to be like us
to be near not far

Copyright © john loving iii | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
I’ve finally hit the big time I’m going to be on the stage Reading one of my poems I’m sure to be all the rage I enquired about my dressing room Would it have a gold star on the door With champagne and flowers to greet me (I’ve read about diva’s before) You can imagine my disappointment When I was shown to the ladies loo Not enough room to swing a cat And it stinks of wee and pooh! On 20th May I will be performing one of my funny poems at a local charity event to raise awareness and money for Parkinson’s disease – this poem came about after chatting with one of the organisers 05~05~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
Within the vast universe 
multitude of cryptic stars
in a heavens ocean
dignified and distinguished
in a frightening serenity 


Copyright © sirajali rawat | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
adorning apricot
  stardust silently
    enveloped
     turbulent waves, 
gingerly dappling 
   each ingrained
      bit of sea glass 
whence the tides
        were stilled,
'til they ebbed
    'tween streams
        of serene
            spring waters,
      rushing sky castles
          outer banks in 
             cascades of
                tranquil
                     awed hushes
                         overflowing
                                midst 
                                   surrendered 
                                                fantasies

Copyright © Paloma P | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

Between every star I wrote you a poem in the heavens above Between every star you’ll find verses of love Desire filled stanzas on fine comet tails Across evening skies to read as it sails And just past the moon with its glow ever bright Affection does wait in the words that I write So gaze up this night at the wonderful view Where each phrase will send all my love down to you Good Night Soupers

Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
I am not a star I do not shine I'm but a stone with a pastel glow. Find me in your empty universe... Don't seek for diamonds I wear no glitter. Don't seek for gold I do not shimmer. I am not radiant nor am I bright I'm just a pale shade of warming light which spreads sweet comfort like scented jasmines falling so softly into your night.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |
            My Son Moon and Star ~

        Approaching the celebration of his Birth 
                cherishing the gift I received 
           within weeks of conception I knew
            something amazing was in Creation ~

            the Stars held a party
            sending me with one of their own  
    Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky   
       It was magic  It was destiny taking its flight.  

           In love with an October full moon 
               drawing and painting I liked 
             thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
                caught in a loss of time 

          Hours going by as choosing my color  
           a wittness to three falling stars 
             A clear night sky sparkle's
           A once Famous Star was sent 
            inspiring the tiny child inside ~ 

           Never a doubt in my mind at all     
       child bearing was worth any pain received
      yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
             one to cherish and hold
          My Son was born the following August ~

    working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year  
         as the set of Leverage for 3 years .

              Has done a Indie movie here  
             In Paris it was seen and honored
             coming soon filmed in Portland ~
                 "The House of Last Things "

        awaiting the credits , you will see
                        
    1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant 
   
                 My Young Lion Mans dream ~
        A proud mom I watch every show and the credits 

        as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
              My Son &  Moon and Star  
               A name you will all know ~

            Happy Birthday to my creative Son
             you will exist in my heart forever~
                        and thereafter               
                             Mom

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
(A Children's Poem)

I see you
          little star
sidling up to the moon
          to steal a kiss
from off his brow.

I see you
          little star
twinkling in the sky
          winking at me
as you pass by.

I see you
          little star
gliding past milky whey
          on your way
down to where we are.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

Details | Sestina |
Universes of time, aged stars;
Silent and bright, how they swirl.
Each one lights its own corner of the heavens;
each stands as one body;
serving the universe, alone.
They all reach great heights.

There are no fears here of heights;
no phobias among these stars;
despite them having to stand alone.
Round and round they swirl;
each centrifugal body,
swirling in the heavens.

When people look at the heavens;
they look to great heights;
and peruse those wondrous bodies.
They stare and dream, beneath the stars;
watching them blink and swirl;
each doing their job together, yet alone.

The state of being alone, 
up there, in the heavens;
in a constant state of, swirling;
can steer them to those, limitless heights.
Like people, they are travelers, those stars;
little gypsy’s in cosmic light bodies.

With no limbs to impede their bodies;
they travel to other universes, alone.
Each life has its own journey, even a star; 
as it travels through the heavens; 
it achieves, greater and greater heights;
never looking back, as it swirls.

Like stars, the human mind, with dreams…swirls;
within the mortal body;
Until it too, achieves great heights;
and doing this, very much alone.

Man dreams of rising to heaven; 
just like the gypsy stars.

In the end, like dwarfed stars; the human mind will cease its swirl.
In the heights of heaven, there is no mortal body.
No soul is alone, yet without any spin, it achieves those new heights.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |
Star Trek Rules!

It was time for: Comic Con! Comic Con! Dragon wanted to come, too!
But then so did everyone else at Troll Lake… Hey, now, wouldn’t you?
We made some really cool costumes… for the costume show, my Dear.
You can guess, ‘Star Trek Rules!’ It couldn’t be anything less, you hear. 

Our favorite nighttime popcorn show, would truly now, become a part of our lives! 
The penguins got permission from the zoo; to go… great publicity, so very wise.
McRacoon had his Las Vegas Dragons get us, and a mock saucer, there, all on time.
Naturally pre-registered and in costume, we strutted in! Hi there! Began the playtime!

Man we were really cool, as the guest actors ask for OUR autographs. For Real!
Pictures were snapped, and a poster made, to be signed by everyone, so cheerful.
It’s highest bid, given to charity, would be a nice touch, for everyone in our crew.
The costume show was set outside, where all the dragons, could fly in, or out, too.

And a small mock, star ship was landed on stage, so we could enter with more flare.
Lord a mercy! Look at us! We’d never be like this, again! We were like stars, I swear!
Grandpa Troll, became Mr. Spock, naturally, because he was so, very clever and wise.
Our neighbor witch, was Uhura, due to her great ability to, protect everyone’s’ lives. 

Borp the Frog became Sulu, so he could take us up to Borp speed, with laser effects!
Hubby was Scotty, with the Tinker Trolls in engineering, for special effects, so perfect!
The penguins were the beloved crewmembers, running with lasers, all over the place.
The powder puff tribbles, got wet, so yes, became the ‘Trouble with Dribbles’, in space.

The Mary River Turtles wanted to be Checkov. What a groovy, exciting, security team.
Dragon wanted to be Captain Kirk, you know, like totally, in command… At the scene!
All agreed, I’d be a great Dr. McCoy, since I always get to, kiss the Boo- Boo’s away.
The Weird Frogs were the Aliens, chasing everyone mindlessly, around, the set, that day.

And the Las Vegas Dragons, became attacking star ships, over which our lasers won!
The crowds went wild, and we won first place in their hearts, as well as, in their minds!
Everyone had, such a good time, so the Trek continued, well after, when we got home.
That year Comic Con made the National news, and of course, nobody, was surprised!

As the residents of Troll Lake and Acorn Falls… continue to Trek on… every day!

By Mike and Carol Eastman… 

Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
It was snowing, and in the middle of a great big storm… as… 
Another storm raged on, inside our dear, sweet little Dragon,
His penguins so care free, were now chasing after, you see…
The great Dragon Country Western Singer and Star, ‘Drago’!

Yep, they wanted autographs from that OTHER musical Guy!
Dressed up in country attire, as they two-stepped, down the hall.
So Dragon put on his cowboy boots and hat, and other fine stuff…
And caterwauled, in competition! Low and behold, surprising us all!

We fell, begged, & prayed for Dragon, to stop, what he was a doing.
He thought he was, grander than grand, for us to be bowing and cooing.
In truth, we were merely, passing out, from traumatic exhaustion!
As he stopped we tackled him, to the ground, which was the only option.

He was so happy; to have such devoted fans, swarm over him, instead!
He was rushed into a sound proof room, to record for YouTube, we said.
In mercy to all, we turned off the sound, so he unknowingly, lip-synced.
Yep, to Drago’s song! Low and behold! He got 50 million hits, I am told.

With so much acclaim, for the video! Royalties roared in, so we decided.
To rent a big bus, to take us, next summer, to see our new friend Drago!
So beware, there’s still time, to get out of town! This truly is, a warning.
I impart, and if he tries to sing again, have a soundproof room a waiting!

And between you two, in a music video, you and Drago will be set for life!
Don’t forget, the penguins, want to dance, in the video with their idols.
Isn’t it amazing, how stories can unfold, to quiet, the WORST of storms?
But Beware, two Dragons, bring bigger storms, than one alone can form! 

Written 2-28-2015

Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
An approach to see a heaven..
World is full of blathers
Anger and Aggravation found in everyone
Another door is opened to lead towards cruelty
This is a wonder world; open your eyes
Immensity of jealousy growing, to infinitude a heaven

Open your eyes wide; you are leading towards cruelty
Throbbed the cosmos; shine like a star
Spark your kindness; shine like a star
Being a blithe, I'm another example!
Just shine like a star! 

Copyright © Asma Memon | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
Brilliant trails of light
Across a darkened sky
Fireworks in slow motion
A cosmic fourth of July

Scattered bursts of rubble
A dandelion in the wind
Extinguished in moments
Flash of light rescinds

Now I make a wish
As clouds obstruct my view
Will I get good fortune
Or only deja vu

Copyright © Eric Niehoff | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Vast, endless sky
Reaching beyond imagination.
Small sparkles of light
And swirls of dark colors
Within the blackness.

From here everything looks small,
But in reality it is we that lack size.

Much is known, even more unknown.
It captivates our curiosity.
The muse to poets, artists
And science fiction writers.
The inspiration for scientists.

It reminds us of our insignificance,
Yet drives us to be more.

Will we ever know its mysteries?
I hope not…

Copyright © Eric Niehoff | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
My mind is the center of a star
A nuclear fusion of ideas
The lighter atoms of the self
Are forced together
And become solid
And beautiful.

Copyright © Dexter Ferrie | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |
I captured a million butterflies
My heart flutters for you
A million and one you see
Beauty made unique for two

My heart is buried in clouds
Dark with stormy winds
Hidden inside of sorrows
Thus is I who makes the rain

And now the flowers bloom in spring
For sadness feeds the earth
And if I could make you smile even once
Then a million butterflies would dance

I planted those million flowers
My heart has opened to you
A million and one in blossom
For a beauty you are to me

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |


When I look at you....
I see the pain in your eyes....
They tell a story of anguish....
And years of devastating pain....
I am here to help you heal...
I will be waiting....
With open arms....
To catch you my baby....,
With all my might....
Keep the tears away....
We had our share of pain....
And make you smile....
Listen to your stories.....
And laughter as we play....
Kiss your cheek and stubborn chin....
Forever my baby is a very long time.....
It is how long I will love you....
My shining star.....


Copyright © Shining Bright | Year Posted 2013

Details | Quatrain |
Well, he's goofy and gangly and thin up on top
And his real last name once began with a "Cop"
But I don't give a hoot about all of that
'Cause his box office draw's made his wallet grow fat.

If you listen quite closely to how this bloke talks
And you then watch how oddly he lists when he walks
Why, you'd think to yourself he'd be good as a clown
But I'm not trying here to just put the man down.

He's admitted that comics were where he got "Cage"
And his movies have made that fake name all the rage.
I've not kept a close count on how many there are,
But I tell you, my brothers, his fame extends far.

See, he's got this charisma that can't be denied
Plus a talent for acting that's as high as it's wide.
And he likes to take risks, gotta respect him for that,
Using methods that sometimes will end up falling flat.

One is called, NOUVEAU SHAMANIC, a phrase all his own,
And, then, WESTERN KABUKI, at which you might groan.
So his style's informed by the books that he reads
And he'll work it to death, or until it just bleeds.

It's a high wire act but with no safety net;
His unwavering panache makes me jealous, you bet.
Though I've tried my damned best to perform like this jock
On the set I'm as lame as a bump on a rock.

See, I've wanted to act since I was in 5th Grade
But allowed time to pass, maybe one whole decade
Before trodding the boards once again on the stage
So far back in the days when there was no Nick Cage.

I was hamming it up before Nick changed his name
Unsuccessfully striving to get in the game.
But to date Central Casting is as far as I've gone;
About all I've done there is to camp out on their lawn.

So I've hatched me a plan, will you please hear me out?
Take the shillings you're saving for Nick's latest flick
And, instead of enriching that overgrown lout
Send them here to yours truly, and best make it quick.

Copyright © Roderick Molasar | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
TO WISH UPON A STAR


When you wish upon
a star, your heart
feels so much better,
And any pain or grief
you have - will surely
disappear.

When you wish upon
that star - the world
shall rejoice together,
For mankind will live
for evermore - and
peace will reign for
ever.

If you wish upon the
star - a magic thing
will happen,
The angels will hear
you - and you will be
forgiven.

If we all wish upon the
star, and pray to god
the king,
The star which you 
wished on - will 
suddenly start to sing!

Mary and Joseph 
followed a star- and 
there came a baby in 
the hay,
And we all know that
special baby - would
be known as Christmas 
Day.

When we wish upon a
star - baby Jesus saw
the light,
And if you wish upon
that star - you'll feel
a holy delight.

Happy Birthday to a 
baby king - as we all
now do sing.
For that special little
shining star - sparkles
with lots of bling.

Now we've wished upon
the star - as Mary and
Joseph, did too.
And this very magical
time of year - is 
Christmas time, for me
and you. 

BY
DARRYL ASHTON 

Copyright © Darryl Ashton | Year Posted 2014

Details | Prose Poetry |
They met on line, late one night...
Just looking around on a dating site... 
Neither of them knew what to expect...
And within a month they started to text...
The Wi-Fi signal was not one of the best...
So their communication was put to the test.
He asked if she liked to cook...
She thought he said she was a schnook...
Really she asked, how rude is that ?
He thought she said she was an aristocrat...
She thought he was rude...
He thought she was a prude...
But each had a deep curiousity...
So they decided to exchange photos for both to see...
They both liked what they saw.. 
As each looked like a movie star...
But they each questioned...could this be true ?
Or is this possibly a snafu ?
They decided to meet and make it soon...
Perhaps on Friday in the afternoon ...
At a Coffee shop on Baker’s Street...
See you there and be sure to order something sweet...
She got there early, and was sitting at the corner table...
When a short pudgy man, wearing “bling” and an exposed pierced navel... 
Approached and asked, “waiting for someone ?”...
No said she, NOT me and ran to her car...
Driving away as fast as she was able...
It was then a man arrived, and sat down at the corner table...
He looked a lot like Clark Gable...

Copyright © kj force | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
Let us Not Lose Sight of the Moon, While Counting Stars
 
Sometimes we are so busy in our life with some unimportant things that we forget to give enough attention to our core and to the most important person for us.
The moon will never disappear while we counting the number of stars, and it will still remain more important than the star for our existence.
So moon represent those we dearly love and beloved, because we can always count on them when we need any support.
Deep in their heart, they will always be there for us in our daily life or whenever we have problem.
Therefore it is very important for them to be always involve in our life as a bridge between the stars and moon.
Received attention from others or give it back to them is a privileged in a relationship and it can give good feeling, so do not let the most important people in our life to suffer.
It may give a wrong impression which can cause jealousy or attention came out from deficiency and that brings us into trouble.
Because there may be disagreements come from the wrong flow and causing an unpleasant situation with mixed feeling.
That would turn our entire standard of living to be unbalanced which can give a different meaning for our life and we do not feel at ease.
If we really can think good about it and read into other’s people mind then we should have absolutely taken into account with it.
Because we ourselves were probably also not accepted it so we have to try avoid bad things from being happened.
But things done is done,  just let go but take it as a good lesson for next time.
As the proverb say “Don’t lose the moon while counting the stars”.
 
I wish you a healthy life.
Kindly Regards,
Author Jan Jansen
http://poems.easybranches.com/

Copyright © Jan Jansen | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
Dreamers'


Streamers

Copyright © Donna Golden | Year Posted 2009

Details | Light Poetry |


If I could lick my genitals Just like my neighbours pet I’d film it with my camera And I’d put it on the net I’d soon be rich and famous Like a real life porno star I’d buy a great big mansion And a big expensive car A swimming pool, Jacuzzi Naked women by the score A wall hung with old masters Persian rugs upon the floor But that’s really just a dream And I’d be happy I suppose If I could lose my belly And could see my bloody toes

Copyright © John W Fenn | Year Posted 2011

Details | Prose Poetry |
A new deal was signed
Plantations workers laid down their tools
Freedom songs were sang everywhere
The birth of our liberty emerged


Our heritage we vow to defend
The root of our liberty we sure to protect
Upholding the lone star we will never desert
Its banner over Liberia we shout in victory

A Symbol of the first flag of Africa
Flying over the land and over the sea
Age to age we will never fail
Season in seasons we will fulfill the cause of our liberty

The lone star forever, the lone star forever 
Shinning brighter like a golden flame
The wings of our foes are broken
And we are marching forward to never fall again

Midst low ‘ring skies and thunder storms
The star of liberty waves high in the sky
The sweat of every plantation worker is worthy
 Liberia flag repainted with peace
Shinning forever over all the continents of the earth






Copyright © Olivia Nimley | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lanterne |
Shine like the most brilliant PoetrySoup’s star
04.06.16

Copyright © Moon Flower | Year Posted 2016