Aubergine Poems | Examples

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Premium Member 1442

1442 Contest 2-1-26  Aubergine is a deep purple color.
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1442

In a midnight jubilee of snows
When Aurora's magic flows
In her empty realm of white
Her colors leap in ebbs and flows.

Her magic splashes through the nights
She decorates with neon delights
A chartreuse rush - a ruby storm
Gossamer flashes soar the heights.

Electric flares born from solar storms
Gather in her slender forms
With corals, reds and shapes of greens
Her artic light show, new art forms.

Through this portal - dark astral scenes -
Her kaleidoscope flies and then careens
In waves of handsprings through glacial skies
And love notes written in aubergines.

Premium Member Algebra

Whilst algebra for many is so poorly understood
At school I put the effort in and I became quite good
Three apples being equal to a carrot and two pears
Was obvious, for camels are a donkey and two hares

A bicycle without a wheel was equal to a boat
But take away an apple and you’ve got a mountain goat
Though if you multiply an orange by a seedless grape
The answer’s twenty six and a recurring hairy ape

Who knew that one banana added to a coconut
Might equate to seven minus half a water butt
But, hey, I passed exams that say I’m clever as can be
Two peaches plus an aubergine will not befuddle me

The usefulness of algebra is difficult to see
Unless you need to prove six plums are very nearly three
But what I learnt of algebra I never did forget
Though now I’m ninety seven… and I haven’t used it yet

PURPLE

 PURPLE 

Purple my soft moss seat in paradise 
amethyst crown purple so wise
High Priestess purpled silken silent and bold
 has no need to compete with cool 
Countess whose court is neat
but oh so cold !

What a sweet treat to see
ripe ripple granadilla purpled fall from tree
she made an indigo way from leafy branch
to loamy Earth to juicy kiss my feet
landing on delicate fairy roots with a scarlet beat 

Purple irises erect rows in park holler 
such powerful maidens compete not for dollars chased by bookie rookie scholars who fail 
to see abundance in nature’s holy colour 
divinely composed with innocent hues of valour
 
How humans sniffle and snuffle when they 
seek lilac happiness in ludicrous money 
all they need do is close their eyes to
visualise dining on purple aubergine, 
mauve butter bean laced with dripping honey  
in violet chameleon coves hosting bunnies 
watching a shimmering sunset 
holy purple burble !


Premium Member From Death to Grave

~Running~ death steps behind ~ don't stop to tell how close.
Swallowing a clump of cacti. Throat skewers. 
Aubergine blood clots. Cough, life's wick smaller. 
Struggle effective so long ago, like swinging axes,
which kerf felled the tall tree and brought the timberwolves sorrows?
Can't celebrate on broken lips ~nihilistic providence~
the cancer of Hope eating body as it canonizes soul.
Roasting in this blue basilisk without a cloud over Hell,
lassoed by titian sands, shall our desert enshrine martyrs' bones?

Premium Member Leniency of Forgiveness

Sometimes I cringe when feeling the burdened need
to forgive someone who's hurt me with an odious deed.
But I cannot slink away into dark aubergine shadows
when I know it's a necessary step that I must take.
It's a Bible based principle I must never forsake.

I cannot be expected to be forgiven if I don't give pardon.
It's not God's ire that I seek or for His heart to harden
against my mistakes. I'd wish an enemy no ill-will, nor
find fault with his or her flaws, faults or their railing.
If I did, I would be the one whose mercy is failing.

Forgiveness is granted only when the askance is spoken.
It must be conveyed, not kept a thought, a mere token.
For how could anyone know of the leniency of the virtue
if it remains unspoken, hidden in aubergine shadows?
For absolution to be offered, forgiveness we must disclose.

Premium Member Autumn Rainbow Reveries

Red, orange and ochre…spill over into waterfalls of color

Sable, tan and umber…tumble into a silky symphony

Purple, wine, aubergine…cascade in chutes of amethyst fantasies

Russet, copper and rust…flood in flowing reveries of nature’s tears


Premium Member Autumnal

Autumnal  9-26-23
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Autumnal 

Autumn spreads autumnal wings
Between sun and celestial
And soars into hues of dusky blue vaults,
When leaves drip in shades of ochre crimson,
Gliding through boughs on pinions
Of splendor, robed in aubergine,
Leaving marigold feathers to flutter on fields 
Like the scent of umber down.

Autumnal guardian fans out majestic plumes,
Steward of golden magenta glory
Drifts on a soft plumage of harvest serenades
When golden love notes sail above grandeur -
Quiver as summer dances into slumber
On amber brewed scarlet currents -
Wings that never weary trail orange tides 
Into harbingers of violet vernal vitality.  

~Autumn spreads autumnal wings~

Immaculate

"Immaculate"

I’d like to write something 
beautiful for once,
divinely dripping with honey
and milk that washes white 
like stamen juice over the uncut,
the bees all come to drink 
the heady dew, 
stroking their black down 
over dusky aubergine-eyed 
blue forget-me-knots,
the nots touched by thorns
those slippery rosary beads 
coddled warm between the hidden 
breasts of petulant nuns 
bending in their black habits
unfettered roses
pistils sticky with stigma
covertly kneeling before their 
uncovered dreams 
of nakedness blanketed
in the sun's light 
warm and flaming
as a forbidden kiss 
plucked passionately
immaculate

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)




pistil.
stigma.

Premium Member Aurora

Aurora

Aurora rises up
Astride her chariot
Aglow in dawn’s pink blush,
Aubergine cloak of stars,
Ageless – four winds’ mother –
Argent moon’s sweet sister
Announces Sol’s new day.

2-22-22
Contest: Greek Mythology
Sponsor: Joseph May

Sepia Hues


Autumn colours drift down like aubergine 
Catch carelessly a crimson columbine 
Chestnut leaves flutter 

Auburn tinctures drop down like treasure troves 
Gather gently from glossy golden groves 
Amber blades clutter 

Sepia hues dance down like floating planes
Amass amply those amazing remains 
Ginger fronds putter

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08.15.2020


Contest: Tail Rhyme Stanza poetry 
Sponsor: Emile Pinet

Viola

In the first day of the month of rain
She blushed forth from the earth
Beneath the verdant canopies
Of her sylvan homestead 

Every dawn, she smiled at the sun
Beaming at her idol’s daily passage
Posing in perfect stillness
Until her face fell with the day

As the night’s veil unfolded
Her eyes skywards turned to hear
The beckoning voices of the singing stars
And the sighs of the downcast moon

For many cycles she thus stood
A green youth at first, reserved and demure
Always precocious, ever apprehensive
To find her footing beneath a towering sky

Finally she made her wardrobe
And adorned a fair dress of aubergine
Her soft feet ensconced in earthy shoes
With wild hair bearing a light perfume

She thought herself too much
And denied the multitude of pests
Or the buzzing overtures of many suitors
To stay alone within a blooming world

At last he stumbled and found her
Gently plucking her roots from the soil
Softly placing her in a glass vase
As a gift for his assignation

When the two lovers had left
She alone remained at the windowsill
To contemplate her new milieu
And smile at the sun again

Premium Member Wild Country Contest

I parked along the side of the road
where the shoulder turned to gravel.
I left my cardoor open, thinking I’d only be a moment.
Into the golden weeds I trudged
to find my favorite flower.
Bull thistle bloomed
violet,
jewels aloft on green scepters,
as rich as Sappho’s hair,
as rare as royal Phoenecian robes dyed with conch,
long stems twinkling with acid, as green as the intellect.
I will have a garden of thistles,
a court of purple pixies, prickly sprites that know all the names of the wind.
They will surround artichokes that bloom,
great aubergine tassels
that hold back the great curtain of soil.
I continued through the grass,
burs clinging to my pants like dreams,
the musical warning of the open door 
fading in the distance. 

March 20, 2020
Wild Country Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward

Premium Member Now: Who

Now, WHO

The towering twilight's twinkle tumbles thither thusly trembles Terra's theater, thwarting tales, tabloids, tidbits, totaling terrible troubles tethered to those traveling to Tibet...

An auspicious austere aubergine autumn awning advances, alerting all about appearances, alternating, almost alone, approximately ambiguous attitude abound, abroad Afghanistan...

Inevitably, indulging in ill-gotten information, involving inept individuals inadequacies, instituting invaluable, intricate, including, indisputable intel inside India...

Cool cast characterizes complete composites capturing celebrated cases concerning corruption, coercion, criminality, combustibles, calamitous crazed cold cases controlled comfortably choreographed Chinese counsel...

Now named, nay, nickname, naught, nice neighbor, no, naughty neighbor, nought, negotiable, never, noteworthy, nope, nevertheless noble, nevermore, nonetheless nifty--nincompoop!

2019 September 12

Premium Member The Testaments

The Testaments

Behold, the essence of aubergine and a trail of sparkles yields the moment to radiant reds, like a breasted robin of autumns abandon legions in crumpled layers, impaled to moisten saffron petals and chartreuse fronds,

Strewn against a capricious path that points to a dusty field in white, ebbing the tides of a wintry breath, facing an arched hall of a supreme grandiose silken veiled sky,

It distributes elegance and beauty and cast it hither for its righteous placing, neath the surge of an ocher spread of sunflowers, that escort its mentored Sun,

Offering to surf a periwinkle wave, with broad sets of sprawls entertaining a receptive ivory sea of crested puffiness, wooing anointing doves to joyously immerse creation toward its pure dawning rise of scriptures souls.

2019 September 11
*1st Place*
Fall Into Fall
~~Chantelle Anne Cooke

Premium Member Fruit Soup - For Rhyme Battle Xii

Fruit Soup

The prize is a sackful of loot
Just write me an ode about fruit
The rules will be binding and strict
No cheating for I wont be tricked

You may deem it rather unfitting
I’m judging and I won’t be quitting
So don’t sit and moan, groan or whinge
Or say nothing rhymes with orange

It’s likely the winner will plan it
And include something like pomegranate
And then without being obscene
He’ll win with one word... aubergine


19 January 2019
For Rhyme Battle XII Contest
Sponsor Juli- Michelle

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