Melody Smile
Suttle expressions
Delay, helpless pause
Shyly into a haze
A Melody Smile
Softly quiet
A simple home
Empty pages Empty rooms
Narrow to solitude
Always reading victorian books
Blushing bashfully
Just wondering
What is your name?
I pass by you all the time
So brittle like snow
So dreamy through a stained glass window
All hold all of your smile
All walk with you through whimsical clouds
A Melody Smile
A shyly girl
Breathtaking in a small town
Daffodils’ mild scent does permeate the air.
Through the fields dogs do dither then tear.
Rabbits serendipitously spotted that sunny yet showery day.
Many an egg the local farmer’s chickens does lay.
Easter hunt, easter hunt school laxation-professor
Does bear the brunt.
Buttercup, buttercup held bashfully to her face.
Out in the fields, they fiercely chase and race.
Horses, horses are ridden proudly and well.
Pancake day, pancake day, a broken shell who could tell.
Sunshine and shower how nurturing nature makes us far from dour.
Beloved,
again, I bargain
with my unbridled mind,
seeking to find
a smile
wider than time,
and wild eyes
like mossy tree stumps,
gliding against light,
in exchange
for all of
my recollection's
regrets combined.
A stranger's
divergent eyes
always disappoint,
pointing away from
the maze of memories
that light up
a late father's reflection.
Bashfully inadequate,
I project pity upon
those understudied features,
each seemingly
inferior to familiarity.
An uncomfortable stare
doesn't prepare one
for the despair of
a persistent
preoccupation
with
what is not there.
March 8, 2025
Nature distorts humans
to conform to its pattern, in shape and form.
Stretching, bending, squeezing
the human form to somehow fit in,
as an odd Chameleon,
hiding out of place
distorted and misshapen,
bashfully conforming in camouflage.
he paused
pushing himself on the soft leather
shaped by his years
-Happy
his eyes beaming
below the arced trellises of his greyed out eyebrows
Dion rested at his grandfathers feet
His face in a contortion of bewilderment
-No, I mean as a job
The old man grasped a freshly iced can of
some sugar filled gloop
and poured it between them both
He gave a chuckle
disguising it as a cough
as the child held the glasses together to better measure the gloop
before placing one in his grandfathers hand
The giant princes and 7 people doesn’t have the same ring
-Okay what about Grumpy
pulling a fake gurn to his face
the tickle of his beard causing him to sneeze to easily
Dion yawned his grandfather wiping the sleep peadrops from his eye
Bashfully I must leave
but my grate NESS
Is documented
On a hot and windless night
I lay in bed quietly with a bit sad
Looking back on the journey
A shadow appears bashfully on the catwalk
As shy as debtors for a grace time hide
I feel odd suddenly about that
It happens for no known reason
...
Or like a criminal carries a shackle
Escorting a soul of exile
The self-torture of
Suffocating in the dust
Being stirred up by passers...
Fairly, it represents nothing
In a world shared less or more
If equalizing goodwill with goodwill
And evil with evil...
Say it loudly, I'm truly worthy of
Standing between earth and heaven
And facing by person to person...
Not much time will be left
For flying Spiritual whiskers in the wind
And singing virtually among the mountains ...
When a seedling, handsome wind caught my eye
and together we flew with the birds
Then, suddenly, I tumbled from the sky
found myself in a land of rows in thirds.
Other seedlings lived there and asked my name
Bashfully, I answered, "I don't know it!”
Then you're undoubtedly a weed—for shame!
I just knew I would never outgrow it
one day, wearing silk petals, I awoke
like magic,, I was lovely. quite fancy
The queen I became by masterful stroke
and I'm now known by the name of Pansy
First Place!
away i go
feeling free and feeling good
music playing, i wave to All The Blessings Around ME
my rare smile sneaks up on me from nowhere
sincerity is the warm blanket that i can cope with
the snow starts to fall bashfully
it is at that very moment that fully smell Christmas In The Air
with benevolently astonishing merriment, i happily frolic along
The meekly
mollified man
subtly sews
his silently
simplistic sights
upon reality’s
rickety rufescent light .
Always left
lifelessly looming
beneath the brain’s
bashfully blurred
background
of benevolence.
Frankly flickering out
the faded flaws
whose firm
factual flames
of effectiveness
have by now
grimly grown
themselves
out of Life’s
limp lashes
of limelight .
Solemnly swearing
their silent
silken seas
of sorrow
into the
sulking sands
of insignificance .
Back when
all that laid ahead
were the unheard
tales of time
tensely twirling
towards tomorrow.
Where our
hollow heedless
heads of hope
would wistfully
follow.
Still strumming
out their
stammering
starless streams
of desolate
undecided
dreams.
Then bashfully
burn out
into bittersweet
beams of
belittlement.
I dreamt a dream that renewed kindred memories
Rekindling past passions of moonlit love-themes,
Enamoring love-embers blooming heartfelt longings,
Crooning hints-romantic~ life’s a beauteous dream;
When merrily you enthralled me in springs of yore
Fetching yesteryears’ treasured keepsakes to fore
Lauding pages of albums seasons bygone adored
Reviving ardent allure, questing for love evermore.
I recognized fervid smiles of twinkles in your eyes
Tethered bashfully to arc of love on fulgent skies,
As together we watched winsome emotions climb
Inscribing on celestial canvas, halo of love sublime;
Just as Venus smiled and Moon winked impishly
When brilliant stars avowed~ forever we shall be,
And song of lark strummed of a mirthful morning,
Rising in paradise you envisioned for you and me.
Embraced in delight through night’s blissful fantasy
Inflaming love’s yearnings stoking endearing instincts,
Ascribing form and meaning to abandoned reveries,
Greeting me, you agreed~ life’s a beauteous dream.
October 6, 2022
Placed 1st: The Mystical Dream Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air:
earthy aromas waft beneath the snow;
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
Daffodils contribute color and flair;
and as balmy breezes bashfully blow,
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air.
Snowdrifts dwindle to patches barely there;
and frozen rivers, once more start to flow,
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
Wildflowers start sprouting up everywhere
and as daffodils, and crocuses grow,
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air.
The land no longer looks so bleak and bare:
on naked trees, green buds begin to show,
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
A treat to the senses, scented and rare:
bell-shaped lily-of-the-valley, hang low.
Spring adds a fragrant freshness to the air
as sunlight melts away Winter's despair.
I saw your blue eyes, so gentle and kind
Some things we see, leave imprints in memory
Like a treasure, forever, in your mind
A gentle touch, lasts forever freely
Unexpected hugs can highlight a day
Some things we see, leave imprints in memory
We may bashfully not know what to say
So many things touch our soul and heart
Unexpected hugs can highlight a day
Distance stirs emptiness deeply, apart
Cherish all genuine, that you may share
So many things touch our soul and heart
Cast as far as you can to show you care
It’s a smile, that moment strikes, you’ll see
Cherish all genuine that you may share
Surprises are found in simplicity
I saw your blue eyes, so gentle and kind
It’s a smile, that moment strikes, you’ll see
Like a treasure, forever, in your mind
Heidi Sands
2/26/22
out in icicled darkness
softly i gave myself to the shadows
my nodding head beating
to her singing hurts
as i make shapes
breathing sharpened
mist catching
moon eyelashes
as they flutter
bashfully
Bugs become beautiful butterflies,
basking bashfully beside blooming buttercups.
Breezes blow butterflies...bounding, bouncing, balancing
Butterflies bathe, belt bloom's beverage, buzz breathlessly
beyond blue blossoms.
Butterflies' beauty blazes brightly!
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