Best Accentuates Poems
With the tremulous dark vista so far and yet so near
Abandoning my defences ~ I stand in awe ~ not in fear
Virtuoso Maestro unleash
a Composition Grandioso
To Overtures of a Symphony
herald the raging storming Tempo
Staccato Strains cascading
rapid torrents of Treble and Tremolo
Rhythmic Beats a Prelude
to an intensifying Triple Time Scherzo
Silken sail unfurled I embrace the storm of your tempestuous symphony
Crashing~ drifting~ floating~ flowing~ tasting ~awakening my melodic epiphany
Effervescent chilling thrilling air as
Allegro whelms Allegretto
Electrifying sizzling Musette ~
Trills a mesmeric Capriccio
Registers booming Bass Notes
rumbling within your thunderous Vibrato
Echoing claps of thunder Prompt
a spectacular Cadence Crescendo
I release my Spirit to gratify every phantasy in its sight
The soaring Tempest of my Soul liberates its own Philharmonic flight
Inhibitions abandoned as I succumb to your Music of the Night
Footnote:
By way of musical term allegory, I have endeavored to dramatize and romanticize the Awesomeness of an Electrical Thunderstorm and simultaneously likening it to the rush of tactual Sensual, Sexuality and Emotions experienced in romantic instances. I felt that the instrumental rendition of ‘The Phantom’ Musical, aptly accentuates the trepidation, anticipation and elating sentiments portrayed in the various elements of my poem.
~Not Like Me~
When you were first put into my arms,
I begged God, to make you nothing like me
For my sins, ask for no transformation
This is my song, my meditation
Look at my face
Where has it gone,
You no longer desire to be part of my song
Look at my life,
The toll hasn't been paid
I'm the one suffering every day
The vengeance of eternal flames,
sit near the empty heart
Burning my needs to hold you once more,
I need you more than you'll ever know
Now, Look at me, at the age of 73
I have nowhere to go
Everyone I know awaits in a place of gold
Unlike you, you're too busy, proud and bold
------ A different song!!!
I sing a song, that accentuates the mind,
I have no one to blame, I neglected all the signs
Hoping the rain would slowly die off
Today here I lay, wondering where I went wrong
I implored God, to cause you nothing like me
I have a heart that forgives and tries to forget
I kneel, and I give, and I treat others with respect
My compassion, I measured in the poorest way
I judged my life worse than the others did
Why did I ask ---- Not Like Me!
For my sins, ask for no translation
This is my song, my speculation
The dreaded conclusion of this song,
All I can say is, "Be careful what you ask for."
In the end, all I can say, I got what I asked for
Someone, who's Not Like Me......................
By: PD
LIKE A PEARL NECKLACE
Tall, dark and handsome,
First impressions are good.
A lovely accent accentuates his lips,
this man who loves my sister.
Two families joined as one,
As white and dark wrist circles
celebrate at their wedding
With aromatic arabic melodies
Fe Sehetak
A lovely cup of love
~
He was working at the Jerusalem Hotel.
She was on assignment in Israel.
~
A rolling car and shattered glass,
Almost snatched, the lives of father and son,
but for a miracle from God.
~
In my sister’s living room, cozy,
her husband’s Palestinian parents.
Emotive communications,
Joey’s grandma and I,
through God’s grace.
Our mutual love of her grandson, my nephew.
We point to the baby, and we blow kisses,
and point to the heavens.
A shared cup of joy and tears.
~
Like a pearl necklace we slide together,
the world grasped in the beauty of
shared smiles and gratitude.
And love.
6/11/2017
In the place where I live, curtains rise and fall
every day presents a different view,
snapdragons sing with a gifted voice.
A focused sun spotlights,
accentuates
the morning glory of another day.
A faintly embossed rainbow
burned on the retina of a brand new sky.
Fireflies that like thousand watt bulbs
glow to light even the shadows they create.
I own my life, I cherish it
I live every moment in
celebration of every living species.
Where I reside I see no end
I know of no beginning,
rather rolls of events
and miracles for the taking.
My arms remain open wide,
as does my mind with acceptance.
In my habitat,
nature is wrapped in a quilt
of a trillion unimaginable views
in that landscape is where my God lives.
For it was he who by his own hands
knitted and sewed
this perfect mother called Nature.
Venture advances, the future ... occurs,
the White Willow trees, best found by rivers
edge. Salix alba, and 'Tristis' means sad,
hence, 'Weeping', yet the essence seems to add
a picturesque of a draped graceful scene,
nay gloomy but most tranquil, and serene.
The whitish tones of the leaf's undersides
evolved the tree's name. A meter trunk, wide's,
diameter, thirty-meter stretch that
leans caused by sloped limbs that bring its Top Hat
tilted downward. A bow ... accentuates,
or curtsey, being a deciduous
tree, where the flower's genders grow distinct,
genteel parade cascades in white trimmed linked.
Perfect o##
Passions#o#
Promise ###
Sexy#Sexy#
Infinite deep #
OooOOoooooO
kiss # Sexy ##
Sexy Sexy ##
O# like honey wine ##
##you#Sexy#Love#Sexy
Your voluptuous boobs #
ooOOo#DivineO#oOOOoo
OOOOOooo#OOGenerous
# the heart is seduced#O#
oOo oSexyOSexy
#Ooo #Sexy#Sexy
#o# Sick of love #o
#LOVE#oooOooo
#so tenderly##o
Talented#Ooooo#
#body softly ##
Two bodies#merged as one
#oooOOoooSexy##oooOo
##the night you#come to me##o
#Sweet#OOOoooLove#Baby#o#
#oNo one knows ## why##Ooooo#
Lovely## OOoooSexy#
##gone with the wind###oo###
###accentuates hips#OO
#LOVE#oooOooooo
#whispering##oooo
#Sexy#Sexy##
melodious
#OOoooo
Ooo#o
#Soft#
Sexy#
Sexy#
#Red
Rose
Oooo
#ooo
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# find
Love
Sexy
You#
legs
# oo
06.07.2016
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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"Wintry Panorama"
snowflakes twinkle as diamond baubles of Winter lace
touching treetop tresses cascading landscape with grace
pearlescent panorama decorates houses as icicles crystallize
in vibrant view a Winter blanket carpets amid glorious sunrise.
dazzling frosty windowpanes reflect a chilly atmosphere
announcing Santa's on his way as Christmastime draws near
upon the snowy lawns lights illuminate pristine
O Holy Night as Angels gather round the manger scene.
silvery stars glow as sequined embroidered light
while the gold of crescent Moon indulges snowbirds in flight
to journey a wintry panorama and inhale the love
God has fashioned through Mother Nature falling from above.
as soft mounds of drifting snow caress mountain peaks
windchimes in the distance play while refrain gently speaks
a carriage ride through the park covered in purest white
accentuates the treasure of a Winter's cherished delight.
tiny droplets of snow kiss cold cheeks to blush
chilly temperatures tingle as toys of warmest plush
a joyous Season embraces as embers in a fireplace
crackle comfort as eyes enjoy rare beauty of white lace.
*For Gail Angel Doyle's Winter Blanket Contest.
*Written by: Linda-Marie The "Sweetheart" of P.S.
*Nov. 7, 2012.
EYE SHADOW
-----------------
WOW!!!!
I love the color and how
It accentuates the tone of your skin
Truly, it brings out the brilliance
Beaming bright from your face
As I gradually gaze
I lose myself in a daze
Simply amazed at the light
Leaping deep in my eyes
I'm flaring in flames with delight
From viewing this gorgeous site
Your color choice cascades
Like a clique of crystal colored
Clouds calmly caressing
The blue sky
Even the light from the sun
Can't outshine the suave design
Of the portrait displayed
Right in front of me
But tell me something.........
How long does the liquid splashed
Upon this portrait last
Before the palms that painted it
Mark a smear with a mash
It is removable right?
It's severed at some point
The darkened dusk of the day
If I'm not mistaken
I mean, the mascara
Surrounding it meshes
At the tinge of a tear
The full ethereal effect
Of the face elapses
Evaporates in seconds
And all at once disappears
So, why persist in painting
Your pupils as if going to war
When bound in braids of beauty
Just the way you are?
Why continuously cope concealed
In optometrical colors
When one has already seen
And sees what the cosmetics cover?
~Poetra Jah~
Neon lights lure souls streaming by,
giving steel and brick a fresh face.
And only the young can supply
the mortar that holds dreams in place.
Leafy trees line a maze of streets,
yet beggars claim the parks as theirs.
And sleeping there when day retreats,
they just ignore the angry stares.
Big-City stench pollutes the air,
trapped, under a smog's eerie glow
And we breathe odors all must bear,
as a surreal sun sets low.
Prostitutes hustle day and night,
selling pleasures of every type.
And meant to whet your appetite,
neon accentuates the hype.
Feeling the desire to achieve,
innocence gets tangled in sin.
And dangled dreams draw the naïve,
gambling that it's their turn to win.
She asks him if her butt looks Big
In last years summer dress
My dear you look Hot in that
It accentuates I must confess
And are these streaks too brassy
On my mousey shade of brown
My dear you pull it off with style
You wear it like a crown
She points to her crows feet
Are they getting worse each day
It lends character to your features
And that's my final say
Then she goes for closure
Will you love me till I die
I'll love you to the moon and back
He whispers with a sigh
So ladies the next time you declare
In a voice so strong
That you are ALWAYS RIGHT
And He is ALWAYS WRONG
And if your man agrees with you
IS HE RIGHT OR WRONG???
Against sheer lace that filters in,
pink halos traced with white,
she leans against the window's frame,
enveloped by the light
The pregnant pause, as twilight crowns
accentuates her form.
The beauty of her shape is drowned,
in mother-love transformed
_____________________________________
For Nette's Contest "Let Me Feel Your Lines"
Visual #4
4/1/15
All that is left is scorched earth,
no future, present, or past.
For nukes have expunged Man's birth,
lost in the flash of their blast.
Intense heat melted the gold,
leaving only blood and gore.
And burnt the treasures of old,
nothing was spared by the war.
An eerie glow, worn by night,
now accentuates the dark.
And it lures me with its light,
past shadows empty and stark.
As this light restores some sight,
I'm amazed by what I find.
And realizing my plight,
I pray that death will be kind.
While all my hopes fall apart,
a plastic Jesus greets me.
And though its light lifts my heart,
it's clear, I'll soon cease to be.
(Quatrain)
1/8/2016
"Humility Vs Ego"
Humility is the Master Trait,
Controlling all the rest.
It minimises the lesser
And accentuates the best.
If ego is taking center stage,
Then also is ego fed pride.
Where these too are prevalent,
Humility cannot co-reside.
Humility enables a person to
Admit when they are wrong.
Humility keeps ego in check,
Keeps it from being strong.
Humility's presence is required
In the maintenance of Love,
Enables trust and forgiveness
And all that Love's made of.
Ego, when it is the ruler
Of the self's heart and mind,
Allows in the lesser traits
Of the unpleasant kind.
Ego accepts no responsibility,
But instead, shifts the blame
To justify, wipe away the guilt,
To relieve the heart from shame.
But only humility can
Keep free the heart and soul
From the shackles of the guilt,
Compromising the whole.
Ego is deceptive, a disguise,
Convincing the self to believe
In falseness instead of truth,
For to satan's seed conceive.
Humility must be practiced,
Felt within the heart, true.
Otherwise, satan's friend, ego,
Has made a successful coup.
For one to say they're humbled,
They must behave so and act.
For failure upon testing means
With satan they've made a pact.
Humility is of God.
He Demands this from us
Because He Knows
This is our biggest plus.
To Love He Gives so Pure,
Humility opens the door.
Humility enables the healing
Humanity's searching for.
But humanity is too proud,
Too arrogant to concede,
Holding onto ego
And all its evil, feed.
Humility is the Master Trait,
Most important above the rest,
For it unlocks the door to Pure Love,
The Gift from God, the Best!
Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
©2014-12-27 05:50:00 (EST)
All rights reserved.
Your ship will sink and your star will fall
So you'd better be prepared
I hope you're well seated when you hit that wall
And the spotlight dims its glare
You step from your car like a debutante
You have everything you could ever want
Have you stopped to consider the ones you snub
Are the ones that have put you there?
The diamond bracelet on your wrist
That accentuates your tan
Rakes the rocks across your skin
As you "shoo" away your fans
You've got more wealth than you could ever spend
But ya don't seem to have it when ya hear from a friend
And ya "won't be signing any autographs"
At the festival de Cannes
You must be aware that you're gettin' old
And ya bore the paparazzi (or so I'm told)
It's a pity your grace can't act for you
As well as your ego can.
He shook the blanket and it fell
Tumbling over all trees
Bouncing upon the hillside far
Now veiled unclearly sees
Golden sun behind the blanket
Bright rays illuminate
In straight waves of bright yellow light
Soon day rejuvenates
Roosters crow in dim light and damp
Their melodies supreme
The blanket settles in zizzag
Folks awaken from dreams
A stillness accentuates sound
Or the lack thereof
An eerie feel like the quiet
Before the storm above
As the dark featherweight clouds float
Black as a widow's veil
One ray of hope in the charcoal
A pink colored cloud sails
Finis' Maybe???