Alit Poems | Examples

Fleeting Things

Once a poem alit did linger
To tarry nigh upon my finger
Then having saying said
Once perched a fleeing fled

Just as Sleep Bested My Eyes -

Just as sleep bested my eyes -
   There came a looming presence -
Strange and full of mysteries -
   That alit upon my rest.

There wasn't a familiar word
   Sufficient for such trespass
So silence was the measure
   For my unexpected guest.

Time was also dissolved;
   Every thought - every breath
Was confounded by a love
   I scarcely struggled against

But the hour was growing late
   So He flew off to find a heart
More predisposed and awake
   And gave me over to the dark.

White Lies

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Dawns a courtroom closing in on midday, and a cheery sun
uncovering its place being less demanding--a sage who
dons sufficiently in her vocation that imparts one who bears
a respectable position, and one of a high office--so without
delay, the judge withdraws to his chambers for consultations
with the defense attorney and prosecutor, et al., she then
advances towards the lone defendant from her private seat
in the gallery--an officer of the court, immediately takes
notice of her movements and in anticipation presented her
with a chair for her pleasure--the defendant who sees her,
respectfully stands, whereto, she politely informs him that
he may remain seated and air him in a one-sided
conversation being the soul speaker, and he as the soul
listener. Albeit, exceptions to that disclosure evolved at the
end as there is cause for the conversation to become ironic.

*The opener of My Short Story: White Lies, in two parts; I'm 
afeared of old habits unchanged as alit surface, amid dim, and 
aligned depth of mired cliché, sways a gavel 'ere ...

This Morning

This morning, on my walk, there were 
Two zebras on the grass.
A huge gorilla blocked my way
And wouldn’t let me pass.

But luckily, a UFO
Appeared; as it alit,
The terrified gorilla
Quickly made a run for it.

The aliens aboard invited
Me to take a ride 
And I was blown away
By all the gadgetry inside.

We headed through the Milky Way
And it was quite a thrill
To see the earth below us -
Oh, what pride it did instill!

This morning’s taught me more 
That what I’ve learned in all my schools.
I’m guessing that you’ve figured out
Today is April Fools’!

Winter Magic

I beheld amidst the baleful sky,
a single snowflake falling gently
startling white against the slaty gray.

The crystal alit with cushioned sigh
upon your lips and sat contently;
you, too cold for it to melt away.

Rested long upon that ruby scar
did that winter's magic falling star.

Pinecone

Pinecone fallen from the trees
Tell me something if you please
From where you hung up in the air
Have you seen a woman fair?
I'm looking for her far and wide
To tell her I'll be by her side
And that my love does not depend
On anything she'd say or send
Regardless still in silent thought
My heart belongs to her, it's bought
And not by anything she did
But just because of who she is

Way up high from where you sat
Did you notice where she's at?
On your pods a bluebird sits
Was that her whom on you alit?
If she landed on your cone
You would know since she alone
Can cause a seed of love to sprout
It has in me without a doubt 
Now if she does come back again
Who knows if, who knows when
But if indeed her you do see
Ask her if she'll wait for me

Road Splits

New encounters
goodbye tears
life is less
like turns 
and twists
more like 
roads that join
and split
till all roads  
finally meet
to forever
in two split
if God's light
is kept alit
right side 
will surely pick
and love harbor 
will reach
where all hearts
in unison sing
joy of life
in peaceful bliss.
Without tempting
devils' forks
minds on roads
fall asleep
missing fight
to choose and win
glory crown
and banquet feast.
In His wisdom 
God ordained 
wheat and cockle
together thrive
giving time 
to wayward sons
steer the helm
to Jesus' balm
opening eyes
at every split
to seek forgiveness
for mischief
and enter gate
to eternal bliss
not descent
with bandaged eyes
to the damned 
fiery abyss.


Fifth Place Winner: Robert Liguori-Life-10/23/23

drawn -

you …

came to me today
(from anon)
wholly untold to your concerns
but real enough …
I was plodding the beach, tending wounds
when you tossed your smile at
me from a shrouded sun
off whitecaps, bursting into dazzle -
echoes, alit
each a memory, recaptured
brief as a blink …
but I was transfixed, as always
immersed in your burnt ochre irises
gold flecks like shiny confetti, fluttering
they hadn’t held me since …
forever, really
and as then, the brilliance within
was unsettling -
a piercingly perceptive acumen that
probed, unchallenged
though your countenance always
smoothed the edges -
a bubbly exuberance and gravity
an eager affability -
thawed everything around you
and … everyONE
effecting the grandest of illusions
that whatever you aimed your attentions at
was your dearest concern
and your one TRULY careful involvement …
when in all actuality
we -
the matter and matters about you -
were just a multitude of
merry moths …

to your flame.







Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, June 8, 2023

Once

The man she lies next to 
Is a good man; her champion,
Defender, and faithful one,

Yet she hardly noticed when the flame
Began to cool and love’s passion 
Became an obligation.

The stillness awakens in her
A time when romance
Was where she chose to dance

‘Til there was a boy who gave 
His hand to her to climb,
On a night sublime,

An Ancient tower to view
The river valley below
Alit in the village glow,

And wrapt them in an aura
Of oneness that seemed 
As sweet as life redeemed.

At times since, should a near-sweet
Breeze gentle her face
And carry her to her sacred place,

There, tho years ago, the boy is yet waiting 
Who took her hand by chance
And lives again her one true romance. 

Copyright Paul Thomson 2023

In Hand

A mom and child of five passed by,
Up from the ferry crowd.
The mother focused on the path;
The daughter’s head was bowed.

The walkway, tended lovingly
By garden volunteers,
Was bursting with the flora that
This time, each spring, appears.

Amid the tulips, daffodils
And pink and purple blooms,
A host of birds alit, attracted
By their sweet perfumes.

The girl, though, was oblivious,
For tightly clutched in hand,
Her mother’s cellphone all of her
Attention did demand.

It seems a shame that childhood,
With such beauty there to glean,
Misses out on making memories,
Distracted by a screen.

I Still See

I still see
our memory of the first time we met
your blue eyes full of glit
Like the blue eyes alit.

I still see
our memory of the first night we spent together
led lights blazing,
blazing like the summer sun.

I still see
our memory of our first picture
we lay on lawn gazing at the beautiful moonlight
Contagious smiles we wore
as contagious as the Varicella.

I still see
our memory of our first date
A coffee shop down the street
we sat at a far right corner
a soothing Sunday evening it was,
soothing like a lullaby.

I still vividly see
our memories of the time we cherished each other
But it is all I harbour now
Happy yet agonised memories.

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas 

 night before Christmas

Teddy
       warm    
               soft

timeless  hold
   eased Nick's
impatience

gay  hunger

towards
     believing  even

festive ornaments
reindeer      elf

Christmas   holidays
raise
incandescent
            sentiment
towards
    many
            alit
    souls

12/22/2022

a·lit v.

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas

Teddy
warm
and
soft,

timeless
hold
eased
Nick's
impatience
gay
hunger
towards

believing
even

festive
ornaments,
reindeer,
elf.

Christmas
holidays
raise
incandescent
sentiment
towards
many
alit
souls.


12/15/2022

a·lit v.
A past tense and a past participle of alight1.

There Is Such Light

There is such light...

The ivory hue
of the dove-colored rain- cloud 
as it hovers; 

the opaque glitter 
of the sunlight as the rain-
drops are shaken 

off of leaves 
after the rainfall. The light
emerging 

as storm-clouds 
glissade into the heavens 
the tint of light-blue Robin eggs. 

Billows as bright 
as the Springtime Sun, that slip 
across the sky in April. 

A snowy Egret's 
spread wings in a summer
afternoon

as they lift- 
they are an elegant white wedding-
her veil, train…

A sunlit 
freshly washed silk dress, drying 
in a soft May sun.

A moon bow
alit on a body of water,
immaculate…

the purity 
of the stars that are diamonds 
cast across 

the celestial sphere 
as the sunlight ebbs, retreats
into a dusky sky.

Drying In the Sun

The ivory hue of the dove-colored rain- cloud as it hovers; the opaque glitter of the sunlight as the rain-drops are shaken off of leaves after the rainfall. 

The sunlight emerging as storm-clouds glissade into the heavens the tint of light-blue Robin eggs. A moon bow alit on a body of water, immaculate…

A snowy Egret's spread wings in a summer afternoon
as they lift- they are an elegant white wedding-her veil, train…

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