Best Adorned Poems
Wistful dreams
— like frost flowers
dainty
formed in Fall’s brisk —
melt like wishful tears
as dawn’s glow
wakens
sweet mirage
of us
twined in love’s
filigree-
abandoned... but still
adorned with blue romance
and
gold-band emotions.
Susan Ashley
September 21, 2019
Yalto Poetry Form
Poetry Soup Syllable Counter: 3 4 2 4 5 3 2 3 2 3 3 5 6 1 5
Every day, kindness’ reborn
May all rejoice, the world’s adorned
The boy who takes his elder's arm
keeping him safe from traffic’s harm
The girl who visits nursing homes
bestowing serenity and shalom
Each act of kindness, welcome news
~ hope for our future, divinely infused
Coniferous Tree
newly wed bride adorned
merry shadow around
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By Hitendra Mehta
( Entry for Members Contest - Haiku me Christmas Tree by Andrea Dietrich )
A lovely morning
Up and dawning at the view
Calla lilies turn
A breath of air stare
Sunrise kisses the lilacs sigh
God has blessed me
Adorned and Adored
Let us adorn
our daughters with pearls!
Gifting
One pearl — so very dearly
ocean-made, fresh…
To dress each earlobe
With a radiant luster,
Emphasizing the spirited
Life-light
In her glinting,
mesmerizing eyes…
Then, gather your heart
To proudly place a string
Of one or some pearls
Around your daughter’s
so-familiar neck
To lay — more precious
and worthy than diamonds —
Just below her delighting smile.
I clothe my love in silken wrap
no surface is denied,
for every touch, and each caress
is gently amplified.
I clothe my love in sable fur
it's inner warmth to keep
held tender in primeval shroud
my love will softly sleep.
I clothe my love in armour strong
protection from the days
no onslaught shall disjoin our bond
no parting of the ways.
For love deserves such apparel
each day is dressed anew
I clothed it since that day I fell
this love I dress is you
For Janet x
Season am I that nurtures Nature
Toward budding and blooming feature
With wondrous creativity force
Birth-filled showing God as blessings’ Source.
I’m a period for sprouting green leaves
Reverberating harvest of sheaves
Midst vegetation’s abundant reign
Bulbs and crops along fruitful terrain.
See me adorned with daffodils’ glow
Radiating tulips’ fresh show
As avian influx brings blessed hope
Spring birds serenade my entire scope.
Delight now in my revival quest
Restoring with flourishing zest
Thriving blossoms of colorful grace
Marked by thanksgiving and wondrous praise*.
*Psalm 150:6 Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD.
February 25, 2023
1st place, "In Bloom" Personification Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 3/6/2023.
Plain prickly needles
Glamorous accoutrements
Mysterious gifts
master's creation
everything with nice colors
dressing in undress
from ant to the sky
air particles hold color
universe's adorned
A golden thun'dring tore the winds,
Their swirling portals rent-
As from on far sky-pounding steeds-
Forth from Vahalla sent!
And valor sang majestic hymns
In tribute to Thor's throne,
While galloping, stern, crescendoed now
For lo! Bursts Odin's own!
By steel adorned, those snorting mounts
With frenzied, winged fury
Did shudder Earth in frantic storm
In assemblage dreamt by Glory...
Then Dragon Prowls relinquished
Their hold of the mightful slain,
To Heav'ns fiery charge of stallions,
To ever rage, and reign...
white downy clouds adorn Table Mountain; wind is going to blow today
Searching the twilight horizon
For signs she's on her way
As I anticipate her rising
Have felt like this all day
The cloud begins to gather
Betwixt the sea and sky
I welcome her arrival
She makes my spirit fly
Just as I start to doubt
That tonight she will come out
A delicate glow
A glow I know
Rises from the sea
Just like the Goddess Amphitrite
Adorned in pink organza
As if she wants to dance all night
Resplendent in her glittering gown
Her dazzling light is beaming down
This ballerina of the sky
I do not blink ~ I am wide eyed
I'm moonstruck and I'm mesmerised
To see such wonder with my eyes
Her beauty seeps inside my soul
I hear sweet music all around
My head is spinning to the sound
For now I'm in another place
Moonbeams lighting up my face
Gazing at this Super Moon
I swoon ~ I may not be back soon…
Written 8th May 2020 ~ after witnessing the hypnotic beauty of the Super Moon
Contest Brian's Choice 6
Sponsor Brian Strand
2nd PLACE
A childhood lived apart
from the usual existence,
made innocence more intense;
watching raindrops
from unclosed windows...
while welcoming a shivering skylark!
A moon adorned with dreams
gleamed over shadowy hills,
taking me to their forbidden realm;
and as my little arm stretched out
to reach it...the further it seemed
to move deeply into space,
arousing my curiousity
and making me aware of infinity,
of which I measured no distance...
to avoid controversy and doubt!
An entire adulhood being
the jack-of-all-trades, never having
enough time to stop and stare
at a moon adorned with dreams,
whose smile was as alluring as its glare...
with the intention to deceive!
A moon adorned with dreams
arouses my old emotions...
drawing me to its extraordinary charms;
somehow relieving my unspoken grief,
which is as irresolute as of my belief!
Its face so dotted and pale
shouldn't be so plausible,
or nevertheless graceful,
but it constantly changes like me...
to find its destined place in eternity!
Splinter bruised skin shimmering
with blood of the whip,
Crown that bled blood of calamity,
A pierced side that bled anguish and pain,
Adorned in purple for a whole world sake.
Beaten with club,
Led to the slaughter house,
Clambered to Calvary hills,
In bleeding garments of torment,
Adorned in purple for the believers struggle.
A palm that was nailed to the cross,
He was not punished for his own suffering,
He came to wash away a curse of old,
Adorned in purple he bore the shame silent and bold.
Lying tongues bestowed praises that were turned to mockery,
Hail hail hail was turned to kill kill kill.
Came as a King and Councilor,
Died as a criminal,
But kept on to the promise
Adorned in purple.
© Gabriel T. Saah.
The fireplace is filled
With wondrous Halloween tricks
Hollow pumpkin light
And real witch’s hat with black cats
With a branch to frighten them
Lights adorn mantle
The orange and purple ones
Secure the fireplace
For when it becomes dark out
Fireplace glows with eerie light
Russell Sivey