In firelight, moved by percussive beat
along with a tambourine’s jingle-jangle,
a young girl swirls on tiny dancing feet.
Around her ankles twirl large bangles.
As she thrusts and twists her hips petite,
her clothing, with bright adornments, spangles.
Her face in moonlight is so joyous and sweet
as faster and faster she brings gypsy heat.
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I don’t remove or change my rings;
All four I’ve worn for years,
Unlike my huge collection of
What dangles from my ears.
My necklaces and bracelets
I switch out and do with care,
Depending on the style of clothing
That I choose to wear.
Around my wrist’s a watch;
I own a few (one even winds!)
And when I’m sockless, on my ankle,
Chains of varied kinds.
My husband wears his wedding band
And that is the extent
Of jewelry he sports
(Though somehow watches came and went).
Displaying our adornments
Is quite personal, it’s true,
But it’s also a reflection
Of ourselves that others view.
PURITY OF FORM-:-
achieving
complementary
verifiable
experimental
approaches
true TO PHENOMENA
autonomous
representational
synthesis
personal
perspectives
to CLOTHE IDEAS
sensitively
subordinated
elaborate
allusive
adornments
This bejeweled heart dazzles
with such fine adornments.
Beads, feathers, and a smile
simmer beneath fragile skin.
A cauldron of courtship,
this bejewels heart dazzles.
Flowers and a long stroll,
you’ve made me vintage decor.
Can I have more of it?
I’ll bathe in what’s timeless.
This bejeweled heart dazzles
with extravagant romance.
A moonlit carriage ride,
the scenery will seduce.
With the allure of the 4 C’s
this bejeweled heart dazzles.
“Does the universe really rehearse,
emotes of heart before penning love’s verse?”
~ quote by poet
It had all makings of a masterpiece,
nuanced right down to the smallest detail
but the flow of symbols brought forth no peace,
to afterglow trailing the comet’s tail,
so fake adornments needed to decrease,
else maze of metaphors would make taste stale.
Soft sounds of silence, sparking like stardust,
bypassed mind and spoke directly to heart,
etching thereon light strobes, love ousting lust,
seeing thereby patterns of old depart,
wooing the void, in time gaining its trust,
that divine consciousness, then inks its art.
How may laboured breathing weave words of love,
when all save man know, grace flows from above?
Beneath the arched vault of infinity, immerse yourself in the mystified blue,
Where loneliness utters incantations in silent reverberations
With a tempered voice,
In melodies of screaming blue, divine sarabandes,
Deep tones from a subtle bass, dotted with electrum sparks.
Listen in the azure penumbra to the bright furies of stillness,
The piercing, insinuating hiss of a voice in indigo and soiree,
Painting a picture in clandestine duet,
With feathers of vibrant azure and the nocturnal trees of the sky.
Blue invokes a sacred lexicon, the cryptic nimbus of aquamarine,
A work in melodic tones, an archaic poetry, balm for the soul,
Deciphering the serene hieroglyphs of the firmament,
Minor verses that nestle in the endless azure plain,
In a prose text adorned with noble crocus flowers.
Blue upon blue in unhurried hymns,
Voices whispering gracefully green the evening’s blue adornments
Of the lullaby fluttered in celestial waves,
In the cobalt ocean of encompassing midnight hope,
Speaking with wisdom, in the mysterious language of blue.
Gardens of sea pebbles
glistening 'neath the moon,
shining their finest glow,
ride the tide as it slinks
away in ebbing flow.
Gardens of sea pebbles,
bright with seafloor colors,
mingle with calm sea life
that hug nocturnal shores
beside Poseidon's wife.
Gardens of sea pebbles
bead chains of jewelry
sparkling with waning waves
that cleanses their design
in gems that garner raves.
Gardens of sea pebbles
vibrant as the youthful
Goddess Aphrodite.
Exquisite adornments
gifted by Amphitrite.
Dana is pretty like Cinderella
A busybody who knows nothing said.
But I saw Dana, and she was clean
Cinderella was always cinder full, right?
She reminds me of her, the speaker said.
I tried to see it, but could not
Dana looked like a Scandinavian princess
One who had never gotten her hands dirty
This woman’s hands were pristinely clean
Her face was scrubbed to perfection
Not one streak of coal or calloused finger.
She had never slept on a cold hard floor.
Dana was a beauty, with many adornments
Braids, lace collar, flowers, beads, ribbons
Cinderella had been given none of that
She slept with mice remember?
Tjhe Cretans have centered there
intentions
made foly of the traditions
stood in the Pool of Rightousness
to drink the wines of endearment and affection
callously they decieve
for those who belive
and shall rub the ointments
of victory in there losses
Might the moon emcompass the
straddlers
to brring them into aligment with
Talus!
There they shall stand as men
before the God of Wrest
each seed sown
to bare the friut
the bark of the trees
to make the leather
the presious metals smelted
formed and trimmed with
the gem stones
Talus stand before me
that I have labored
and am Champion above all!
Talus recognize me attop all these men
that I am Champion of
Champion
on every coast
in every feild
to sell every conseccion
That I am recognized
to all men as best
before me no other
and after me the same
Champion
recognized by such adornments!
On a carpeted path I walked alone,
through naked valleys and forested hills.
Though tis only the first day of your birth,
already your breath portends winter’s chill.
While summer still danced to its final tune,
you darkened the sky and dripped frigid rain.
Sprinkling the world with a shiver of change,
preparing the stage for autumn’s refrain.
Your color already bleeds bush and vine,
heralding such a majestic mural.
Dear friend I know you are not nature’s death,
just adornments for winter’s arrival.
Go scatter your colors across the earth,
for you have no sins that you must atone.
Too soon the ravages of winter will,
turn the world to white and my heart to stone.
The first robins of Spring, a joy to see,
Their song, a pastoral symphony,
But brace for stormy winds and wild March skies,
Then add more birds, and bees, and butterflies,
And sunsets, and dawns, and garden flowers,
And torrential floods and gentle showers.
With its perfumed wine so potent and sweet
Summer's debauches are raucous, but fleet.
Trees tremble and blush in Fall's altered air
And hang scarlet adornments in their hair.
Then envious Winter puts on her show,
Enshrouds it all in a blanket of snow.
So seasons endure above and beneath,
An unending story of life and death.
Amidst the woods, there existed exquisite birds,
Warbling melodiously upon trees with rhythms that charm,
Their vibrant hues reminiscent of a festive evergreen,
Meticulously adorned within the forest's arboreal realm, akin to celebration adornments.
OBSERVATIONS
a dream
of truth
deserving
enthusiasm
in
never-to-be- forgotten
expectations
predictions
adornments
engravings
with
compositions
reiterating
appropriate
images
alongside
continuity
of
viewpoints
divisive
diminished
prospects
destabilise
stability
&
benefit
the
sympathetic
“Your jewelry introduces you before you speak.” – Madison Gem
Jade, pearls, and gemstones and pure gold wedding bands
Enhancements that we wear on our ears, arms, chest and hands!
White gold, sterling silver, and some copper too;
Emeralds, diamonds, rubies, sapphires and topaz sparkling blue;
Love knots, pendants, bracelets, beads, necklaces, plain chains!
Rings for ears or fingers and toe rings for the feet;
Yes, lovely adornments make our outfits more complete.
March 6, 2023
For Writing Challenge - ''J'' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Bejeweled, in and out of the Gothic architecture,
Conceived by Abbot Suger, through a constant conjecture;
With perfect glasswork etched out of the then-time silica,
Found its place In Saint-Denis Cathedral Basilica...!
Modestly outsized splash-smeared gorgeous goblet casements,
Renaissance classic styled stone accent wall sacred basements;
Prettily pointed piercing cumulative curly curves,
Rib vaults great and small intertwining like the war of nerves...!
Soaring airborne ramparts; metaphysical adornments;
Perpendicular proportions; lopsided floral fronts;
Steady solemn designs that flounce upward in height and grace;
Domed arched ceilings that charms of times, ages, and eras embrace...!
With no shrinks and wrinkles like the perfection of pure youth,
Enticing grand elegance like the fullness of the truth;
Tracery is a treasury of architectural forms,
Within which dwell, fine ethereal elemental norms...!!!
26 January 2023
TRACERY Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
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