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Details | Rhyme |
Autumn dripping leaves of weary gold
Exits quietly, fading through the trees.
Hawthorn shakes her cloak of ruby fire.
Naked to the woods and twisting breeze.
 
Winter’s breath now lingers in the air.
Strands of whispered frost on silver lace.
Deep within the green a distant voice.
Calls the breeze to dance with chilling grace.
 
Winter’s tune plays keenly on the wind.
Snowflakes dance and play her melody.
Wrapped in fur she drapes the scene in white.
Nature shrouded, steeped in mystery.
 
Winter’s touch threads spider’s webs with gems.
Diamond drops of cold reflected glass.
Water turns to stone with breathless ease.
Frozen daggers arm each blade of grass.
 
Winter’s kiss enchants the wood to sleep.
Holly smiles and stains her berries bright.
Mistletoe wound tight on blackened bough.
Strands of pearl reflecting ghostly light.
 
Winter’s song plays on throughout the night.
Nature’s secrets slumber in the earth.
Spring will wake them with the sun’s return
Thaw the ground and call them to rebirth.
 

Copyright © Karen Neary | Year Posted 2007




Details | Epic |
This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…

Copyright © Ndaba Sibanda | Year Posted 2012

Details | Haiku |
Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....

Copyright © EMMANUEL SAMSON | Year Posted 2007




Details | Quatrain |
I sing a song of springtime.
The earth is green and fair.
Life comes again with scent of rain,
and love is in the air.

I sing a song of summer.
The sun is climbing high.
We laugh and run and have such fun.
How blue becomes the sky!

I sing a song of autumn.
Trees wear their brightest gown.
It’s trick or treat, then bittersweet
as leaves are falling down.

I sing a song of winter.
I sing it soft and low.
The days grow dark and short, but hark!
We bask in Yuletide’s glow!

Written April 5, 2016 for the Seasons Contest of Shadow Hamilton

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |
 The wheels of twilight spin sunset hues upon the sea
   And shadows fall where summer  used to be
 The flights have ceased, and many will now flee
    As September steals the wings that flutter free 

      She will play a tune upon each leaf
  Their dance, alas, is all too brief
    Summer's kiss was just a passing bloom
  Autumn fashions the sky with gloom

 She'll cast her spell where summer meets the sun
      And thus enchanted, the sun will slowly fade
 Soon the leaves will be undone
     And she'll wave her wand upon the glade

      But her many colors are a promise kept
 Her winsome whispers we must accept
      And as she flows into the midnight sky
  We'll rise at dawn, to bid sweet summer, goodbye.
     -                       -                               -
 9/6/16
 

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |



free as the wind
in song and verse
visions tumbling within my soul
quenching my poetic thirst

as vibrant as the wild daisy
each teardrop upon my face
I twist and turn in posy
lapping up the springtime rain 

with each pitter patter 
racing to greet my heart
I melt with each breath of beauty
drowning as I impart

forever in crystal showers
as I fall back to paint the day
from the rumbling clouds of dynasty 
quickly I am taken away

free as the wind
in song and verse

untouched purity
this euphoric poetic birth

________________________

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
Soft showers fall and robins call. 
The scent of grass is sweet.
Meadows green and saplings lean
in warmth of April’s breeze.

The skies are fair and in the air
the lilacs’ fragrance wafts.
Small buds first show, then quickly grow –
delighting bees and wasps!

May’s flowers beam and streamlets gleam
along the mountain slopes.
Colors sing and everything
is life and love and hope!


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |
The crispen lips of autumn
when pumpkin leaflets fill the air
and sing-ed wood is smoking bare is freedom.
It's the crackle 'neath your bundled feet
and scarves tied loose and apple pinched cheeks
and majesty you'll never reach from a window.
It's linking arms with your closest friend
and letting the warming sun pretend it's working.
It's chipmunks still and frozen there 
beneath the tree, nuts everywhere
a glint in their eyes and they're back in their lair
cheeks popped full of magic.
This kiss is the glory of your love's embrace
lying there you're face to face 'till slumber
'Till the big goodnight, 'till the bright snow light,
"till winter...

Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005

Details | Free verse |
so, i got to thinking
about all those words
planted in my language
where fertility grew them
to leave and stalk and pod

the farmer's words scatter
my fields like seed on clod
watered by thundering flashes
awash, fertilized and germinating

progeny seedlings, my own growth
in some time-lapse photography
writhing their creamy roots
into earthy loam and droning
on through a summer daze

into fruits of sweaty labors 
on humid chlorophylled days
silks sultry green, stalking me
through rows and rows as far
as i can see, if i squint

the farmer, suspended in time
stands with his hands in pocket
or on some implement toed to soil
and surveys life's prospects 
for this season, before the

days bake the green back into 
the humus and the cornucopia 
spills the field and orchard
this verse of the farmer's song
picked and stowed away cool

eyes closed now, ears gently
strain to hear, worldly phrasing
come from where? my larder
or some ancestor gleaning meaning
and dropping it into her apron

to carry home to hungry minds
to feed them something of today
and sustain them through a fallow
solstice and the chilled breeze

any cultivation harvested over
picked clean and harrowed flat
nearly time to plow it under again
while the farmer gazes the horizon
and sips something in his cup

© Goode Guy 2011-08-22

Copyright © Goode Guy | Year Posted 2011

Details | Lyric |
A song of a sparrow in the springtime.




Birds chirp a lullaby at the peak of the morning sun.
Speedy is the dragonfly, wish I could catch just one.
Clovers fill the meadow and daisies are in bloom.
Brilliant as the rainbow heanen's scent perfumes.
I hear a sparrow singing sweet tunes of joy and glee.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, sing a song for me.

As springtime goldenrods glow.
I see a sweet sparrow perched upon a rose.
Elegant are the carnations,
and honeybees buzz me by,
God's mighty creations of tender springtime.
I hear a sparrow singing a joyful melody.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, whistle in the breeze.

Lilacs spread their fragrance.
Daffodils line the creek.
In the wind the lilies dance,
and crickets chirp at my feet.
I hear a sparrow singing such a sweet tune.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, lift the morning dew.

Sing a song the prince of love and let the music flow.
Drowning in sweet melodies I open my window.
Perched upon the cedar tree a mighty little bird.
Singing tunes of springtime for all to be heard.

Copyright © shannon farlouis | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |
Maybe it’s unacceptable 
Live a life capable of a true fable 
True friends never end 
But take you back to where it all began 
But hey misery gave us something to believe in 
Stress became a greater award as we achieved sin 
What could I say? Our savior died on a cross tough as pig skin 
Never once cried over the loss 
Forbidden fruit, Eden garden 
Excuse me, my lord, I beg your pardon 
And so what if these medics carry life in a carton 
But I ain’t trippin 
Simply because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
That’s right until my dying day 
True lost souls from the dark side 
Forever, we as mortals ride 
Peace is nothing, I fend for quiet time 
Rebels in riot lines 
Previous high school graduates 
Symbols of an adjective running toward fate 
True personality suffer the privilege of inmates 
How could you hesitate to ask 
There’s no stranger under this mask 
Lonely and unholy, who’s there to console me? 
I want to get away, forever restless 
You can see my similarities with the ocean 
I’m stress less 
Because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
My son, my friend 
We are but pieces of eternity 
Mesh on, mesh off 
Even at our best times we’re soft 
Who’s to say I’d regret my decision 
To lead a sinners life without God’s supervision 
On a one man mission 
And I know I don’t come around much 
Got my palms in reality 
Searching for something softer to touch 
Whisper in my ear, death makes me blush 
And Hell only flatters me 
One and one, through matter the winds scatter me 
I ain’t trippin, baby girl get off your knees 
You’re in the arms of a future me 
And I can’t see heaven from a distance 
Fire me over clouds like a piston 
Marching through blood 
But it’s all mud and water to Darkhouse 
Stand still let me mark my spouse 
Live my life as an outcast 
How could you even picture me at my last? 
Dear lord show some mercy on my followers 
Bless those that swallow dust to follow us 
No need to borrow sympathy 
Unforgiving sorrow made my enemies envy me 

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2006

Details | Light Poetry |
Pieces of sunlight
Indiscriminaely scattered
Amid dappled green
Change places with
Latticed shadows
of emerging silence
Cheerful birds song
Chirp, chirp, chirp
Mingle with
Gently rustling leaves
Morning's musical companions

The flaming muscle car rears
Screaming lurching to a stop
Nose diving, braking hard
Deep throated mechanical bark
Shatters stillness
Belching tail pipes thunder
The assault splits the air
Chopping stillness to pieces

After awhile birds sing
And the trees are still green

Copyright © James Gibbons | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
Used on Poetry Soup 6/13/17

Summer’s Songs

The rumbling bass of thunder,
A beat of light, a roaring rain,
Zinnias are spreading and waving
Glory colors once again.

The low viola of cool breeze air;
Blue Jays’ tweeted  tempos,
Searing sunrays rippling
Hot sand lodging in your toes

Suddenly a siren crescendos
As a passionate clarinet.
Playing children in summer shorts
Sound a cheery sweet quartet.

Water splashing and sparkling
Lends its notes to the homebound throng.
Turtle doves’ murmurs sighing
Softly the finale to summer’s songs.



Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2017

Details | Quatrain |
 Spring has fragrant blossoms to reap
 And as it awakens from slumber deep
 Spring sings of blooms and life anew
 And butterflies and skies of blue

 Summer sings of sun and sand
 Of ice cream cones and getting tanned
 Of beautiful sunsets that delight
 Of moonlit walks on sultry nights

 It is in these moonlit walks I take
 Crystalline steps with wishes I make
 That started with Spring's new beginning
 My heart just keeps on singing

 Let there be peace, sunrise to sunset
 In a butterfly's flight to things unseen yet
 Let sweet ice cream tasted in every flavor
 Blend into memories at warm beaches to savor

 For autumn's song will soon take hold
 With rustling leaves of red and gold
 Soon the trees will have no melody to share
 For autumn's song will leave them bare

 Until snow spreads like an angel's wings
 Lining tree branches with glistening white
 Softly, my heart continues to sing
 In the silence of snow, falling into the night
                      ~~
 Acknowledgements:  
My deepest thanks and appreciation to Heidi for sharing
 her poetic voice. Heidi it has been a pleasure working with you.
 


Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2017

Details | Lyric |
Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...
 So innocent and young
growing old and wise
telling true stories
to the children eyes
some young become old fools
just make sure its not you
Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...

Copyright © Michelle Edwards | Year Posted 2013

Details | Limerick |
<                              dancing to the hit song monster mash
                                frankenstein and werewolf got real smashed
                                took the witches culdeen
                                and boiled up mummys spleen
                                Quasimodo joined in on the bash


                                witches brew of brains spleens gizzards hearts
                                illuminates party from it's start
                                Dracula and zombies
                                lurking for free bodies
                                poor old frankie's wife just fell apart 



                               the bewitching dance came to its end
                               when bats flew in frenzy around den 
                               on this all hallows eve
                               trickery was up sleeve
                               sent my 3 black cats in to defend

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
"Goodbye, Winter" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "Frere Jacques".

Goodbye, winter,
Goodbye, winter.
Hello, spring,
Hello, spring.
Tulips in my backyard,
Tulips in my backyard,
Are blossoming,
Are blossoming!

Bonus activity: Take children outside for recess on an early spring day and sing this 
song. Ask children how they know the seasons have changed and that spring has 
arrived. Is the air warmer? The grass greener? Are flowers blooming? Are butterflies 
flitting about?

Copyright © Cherie Durbin | Year Posted 2011

Details | Lyric |
Energy-Rising-From-The Lower-Beem
Rise With My Mind And My Heart
You Starring
You Visualize The Vibrations In Me
White Energy Rising From The Lower Beem

The Love Star....
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star
Star.....
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star

Kundalini Is Locked Behind The Doors
Its Getting Hot
Please Open Double Doors
The White Fire Rise Up My Spine
Your Heart Desire
The Star Between My Thighs

The Love Star....
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star
The Love Star...
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star
Repeat2x:

Copyright © Michelle Edwards | Year Posted 2014

Details | Ballad |
Are you ready for Christmas~have you lifted the tree
Are your lights through Christ shining bright~for everybody to see
				(everybody should see)

Your good deeds and your gifts of love~that you're presenting to Him
And they'll praise God above for His Son~the gift He's given to them


Are you ready for Christmas~will you surprise Him this year
With the harvest of love and faith~bidding others come near
				(bid all others come near)

To the banquet of Christ the King~don't let your candles grow dim
In the room of your heart prepared~because this day is for Him


Now are you ready for Christmas~carolling of His birth
Retelling Jesus' death to life~til He returns to this earth
				(He'll return to this earth)

With His angels and trump of God~forever we'll be with Him
So share this joy with the world like the shepherds of Bethlehem

Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2006

Details | Haiku |
pillar of trumpets
are no match in a garden
for the hummingbird

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2010

Details | Quintain (English) |
Gazing out my window screen
I picture fields of gold.
Beholding sights so long unseen
and stories gone untold.
The wonders of Spring unfold.

Sunshine dripping from the sky
and falling on my shoulder.
Flowers giving another try
and squirrels growing bolder-
the earth's another year older.

Easter bonnets soon we'll wear
and dresses made of lace.
Ribbons and flowers in our hair
put smiles upon our face.
Of snow there's not a trace.

Sunshine fills the freshened air
while everyone's delighted.
Buds are blooming everywhere
and butterflies are sighted.
Winter's wrongs are righted!



for contest "Here Comes The Sun"
written Feb. 6th, 2014

Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014

Details | Quatrain |
Spring said to Summer,
Why don't you come along,
The ice has fully melted,
Can't go back to being wrong.

The Sun got in the spirit,
Started putting on a thong,
The Moon decreed that certain birds,
Would sing a nightly song.

Thought I was getting warmer,
Thought I was getting strong,
Autumn turned upon a heartbeat,
Turned me into Winter long.

Copyright © Doug Vinson | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |
September is here.
The sky is bright and clear.
Corn is ripening, thick and brown.
Apples are falling to the ground.

Leaves rustle in the breeze.
Color begins to fade from the trees.
Soon the children will start school.
While the morning is heavy with dew.

Shorter days in golden hues.
Some to feel the melancholy blues.
Nights breezes have begun to cool.
The sky is bright with the Harvest Moon.

That I have to post this upsets me:
My poems are copyright. I am sharing my
poems for you to read not for you to
post willy-nilly to a website, in
your newsletter or anywhere else with out
my permission. I am available, leave me a
message. Especially to those who change
the name of my poem and not give proper
credit. You should be ashamed!

Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
That half grown chrysanthemums/
Stirring up like accuser's.
Life is compared with what two things ?
Which do you think is the richer more revealing comparison ?
Poets use many symbols/
Geese flying south can be a symbol,
Of that of approaching winter/
Heart's symbolize love,
In this brief expanse we call life,
One may want to cry out in a revolt ?
Other's simply take in a breathe of fresh air/
Ponder that many other's that don't even care ?
We all must become united in this great cause !
Not to use this concept loosely/
Yet to humbly ponder a thought,
What do you all think tells a more detailed story ?
The poem or the picture ?
Love can grow out of a billowing cry/
Perhaps a cut nor a mere stye in the eye ?
The seventies had embarked on this journey/
Not to mention that of Timothy Leary ?
This took us to a vast opened door !
To break on through to the other side/
Lest I emplore,
Still we have every bit of reason in which to grasp/
That lattice decor to that shine on the asp,
A sweet juice filled with fine honey nectar/
The future resources,
Allow the creative poet/
To begin to explore the valley of much more !
In gaining the proper word/
Fresh out of the Autumn air !

Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2010

Details | Haiku |



amidst bitter winds

  the aging owl croons deeply

     of gentle spring tunes



............
Contest: Traditional Haiku # 2
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
7/2/2015

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
   Nature's song is best in spring
Beneath a Bradford pear
   Grass wears it's earliest green
So begins my love affair

   A gentle breeze caresses my skin
Honeysuckles delight my tongue
   Days inside are growing thin
Winter's last song was sung

   The clouds create paintings in the sky
As the sun plays peekaboo
   A ladybug tickles the top of my thigh
Unique flowers begin to accrue

   Wheat grass dances to the beat of the wind
Butterflies escape their cocoons
   Fresh spring water, warm enough to swim
These are my favorite tunes

Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2015

Details | Lyric |
I lie awake in my bed
Staring at the spring stars above my head
I can't take me to sleep
I've been feeling so nostalgic
I've been missing all your magic
and what they do to me

I let the autumn rain drench my body
It's no use admiring the raindrops on my feet
I've been missing your smile that is oh-so sweet

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

Winter wind has me curling under your favorite quilt
You got me melting even with your scent
I've been listening to our kind of love song
This is the one we both used to sing along

Summer lights up the sky
It doesn't soothe me and i wonder why
I don't need a therapy
Just bring it back, the you and me

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

How many seasons must I have to wait
Must I believe that what we have is fate
How many more monsoons have yet to pass
How many miles more before this would last

Come home to me, Come home to me
Don't think about it and just come home
Come home to me

Copyright © gracel almada | Year Posted 2012

Details | I do not know? |
“Country Christmas Carol”      ---  dedicated to my family

 by  Miriam  McCue (creator of flamingo art, & poetry.so far.)

We love to sing Christmas songs,
My Grandson Bubba and I.
And when we sing Country Christmas.
We almost make the angels cry.

A Merry Country Christmas
To all those great Country Folk,
And even to the City Slickers,
Who also love to drink and smoke.

We’ll take a drink for Bubba, Aunt Mike and Cousin Jim, 
And hope that this Christmas,
They’ll say a prayer and sing a hymn.

Gather round the still, 
Country People all.
 And hold up Uncle Bill
So the old coot doesn’t fall. 

A Merry Country Christmas, 
One full of country joy.
Little Willie wanted a 12 gauge,
But all he got was a toy.

Copyright © Miriam McCue | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |
The wind
howled ice-cold, clear-sky
lullabies

and awoke the moon,
who gazed, heavy-lidded,
at the stars around her

Leaves and dust
danced sambas and pirouetted
along the desert's river,

who was shivering uncontrollably
while midnight birds
struggled to fly upstream

against the manic,
stinging, musical currents
of turbulence and wonder

Copyright © Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson | Year Posted 2008

Details | Lyric |
Smell the spring aroma and 
let it delight all your senses...
don't the softest roses bloom
on windless, sunniest days?


Let my slow fingers caress your lustrous hair,
feel the pleasant warmth of a lovely afternoon;
on windless, sunniest days...
don't the softest roses bloom?


Only the truest lovers can set the white moon ablaze,
as the passing stars shed more light on their faces;
don't the softest roses bloom
on windless, sunniest days?


God gave us love freely as the air we breath;
humans have turned it into lust and doom...
on windless, sunniest days
don't the softest roses bloom?

Entered in Jared Pickett's contest,"Mirrored Refrain"

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010