Best Aked Poems
A kind word, of course,
Can soothe the flustered soul or bring a smile
To a frowning face. That’s a given, but
In one’s troubled times, words still are
Only words.
Naked they become, for we see right through them when
Sincerity is misspoken and devoid of thoughtful deed.
Simple gestures are more meaningful than pretty words.
Persuasive poets perhaps pen verses to their beloved
Elegant and extravagant like pearls. Empty all the same
Are artful words given in pretense or with thought of recompense.
Kindness for me is found in action!
Lovers - real and honest lovers - are
Obliging, and they are more than kind!
Unabashedly they step in to defend those whom they hold dear.
During good times and bad, they will be there,
Enduring every hardship by their lover’s side,
Relinquishing their own needs for the needs of their adored.
Thank God if such a man or woman
Has ever graced your life.
Actions of their ardor
Never should be taken for granted.
Words can be loud with promises,
Overflowing also with
Romance! But only a fool would
Deny that one's exhibition of love is
So much the sweeter!
Written March 29, 2016 for the Cliche contest of Silent One
Into myself I do travel, when I close my eyes and listen to the beats of my heart
Never fear, whisper I to myself, never fear the depth of the unknown
The being of Man does be a mystery, answers are there, in ourselves
Reading our soul, listening to our inner consciousness shall take us there
Or talking to our soul, shall take us to where the Maker does be
Sitting, watching us, expecting from us, even hoping for love from us
Pray, our soul does be a wonder, none do know of what it does look like
Earth and its being itself does be a puzzle, a puzzle I shall unravel...
Call I to myself, call I to the nothingness in my mind
To grant me a hint, a vision of what cannot be discerned by the waking state
Instrospective meditation, the time I do feel like I am living, when all of my
Organs do relax and when open does be soul, open to receive truth
Naked soul, untainted by the many pleasures offered by this false world!
Heady sounds that make one curl inwards like a snail within its shell
Achy grating noises like a fingernail scratching across a chalk board
Every velvet ear deserves sounds of the ocean and water falls
Retire to your room, let the music ooze and fill your stratosphere
I for one never enjoyed the cacophony of a thunderous world at large
Naked ears can be trained to listen to so many Nature resounding peals. So,
Give thanks for your ears and all that they do, take care of them.
I dealistic in quest for love and meaning
N aked to the onslaught of emotions
T enacious in holding on to happiness
E lectrified by the simplest of pleasures
N otorious in desire to find fulfillment
S ensual in thought, look, and demeanor
E bullinet in the celebration of life
Oh, the depth of wonder, pain, and sweetness
Encapsulated in this one, simple, glorious word…
For Andrea D’s 7 letter Acrostic Competition
September 28, 2013
Whispering color--whites, grays, icy blues, and browns,
Ice-intoxicated, Winter gyrates upon a crystal floor,
Naked, boldly iridescent in a freezing wrap of snow;
Temperance abandoned, the calming virtue her character avoids,
Eventually her dazzle will be forced latitudes away
Retreating the waxing sun's revitalizing rays.
Copyright, September 29, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Helpless is each one who breaks the life barrier,
Umbrellaed beneath earth's vaporous dome,
Marked with the blemishes of a blighted race.
Angels look down upon them, try to guard their faltering ways.
Naked they are born and naked they depart;
In between the poles an unknown span of days
To letter their life story, a tale woven of variegated yarns,
Yearners, always, for fulfilling Light.
Copyright, November 15, 2017
As I knelt in prayer the other night, I asked God….
“Why is there so much suffering in the world?”
I believe He answered me and said…
Free will is a fact of life.
It can bring you joy or sometimes strife.
It’s up to you to make the choice,
But if you pray, you’ll hear my voice.
I can’t explain, my dear, He said,
as I knelt beside my bed.
Our lives are NOT a matter of fate.
You may CHOOSE hell or the pearly gates.
Now my dear, rest your head,
And tuck yourself inside your bed.
Have no worries, have no fear.
Just simply know that I am here!
Michelle D.
©6/15/06
At last! Autumn leaves fall, scatter and rest
Under a crystal sky close enough to
Touch; adorned like a jewelled crown, my bequest,
Undenied beauty from mantle of blue.
Morning's golden showers charm and ensue.
Naked trees weep for vitality lost.
Meandering leaves are boldly embossed
Over hills and vales in brilliant designs.
Rising with the dawn, leaves fall 'til first frost.
Nature's display of rich colors entwine.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, August 29, 2012
*an acrostic written in the dizain form
In My New Year’s Resolution I Vow
I solemnly declare under oats on the libel to walk
N aked with only a bellow with fellow utopians
M istletoe tattoos on my fingers criss-crossing in
Y onder to shepherd ‘blue sheep’ congregations
N oel novel nobility flying pigs dressed in purple
E merge from a smoke screen of incense sandal
W ood scandals on their quest to capture the moon
Y ou’ll have to bear with my golly batik on grizzly
E nchanted magic spills hailed comet drizzle and rain blows
A biding by enlightened dark chocolate scripture
R ock solid marsh mellows on twelve tables of sand
S unk quick in fluffy cuddles once dogma eats pie
R econfigured lolly popped pious conscription I resolve to
E nshrine on altar egos chapels custard apples
S weet sin of saviour and savages prophets and whiz
O n privets hedging bets on riveting cross bows in
L ucid delusions of light hearted senses’ scent
U surping snakes in the garden’s modest seduction in
T ransit transgression staking boundaries sake
I lluminated I will fly from chandeliers promise to
O bey only mocking jesters fooling the fools
N ever more will Nirvana shout at the Buddha
I n hearse verse and chapter closed by conscious
V irtue vilified by voracious villains vying for
O ms rosaries dumb bells from myriad towers
W hen my Weltschmerz and Zeitgeist tickle my treacle
22nd December 2016
Eluding trivial flakes falling off painted walls
Broken fragmented tiles covered in sentimental values
Breaking away shattered glasses finally unattached
Alluring voice beckons tenderly in silk and luster
Naked flame smoldered drifting into saucy simmers
Dancing lights tapping to a musical prelude
Flowing inwards where the heart lies
Leaning ashore worshiping sands of memories
Observing hidden cues of human nature
Waves of ripples entering a lover's dream
Thoughts in my head,
Silhouettes passing by,
Cold tears of sadness I shed
In the soft bed I cry.
Your face reminds me of the past,
The failed future and the burdensome present we have.
Moments I thought would last,
Were all simply forbidden love.
Memories of you and happy times i remembered,
Regret and sadness to me it gave.
To you my life I surrendered,
This heart of mine became a slave.
Everything was happy and fine,
Our love was young and free,
Like a never ending bold line
Like the green flourishing tree.
Painting a smile was not so hard
Tears and loneliness just pass away.
All the 'I Love You's' and the valentine card
Are now shadows of the romantic day.
Then what has gone wrong my dear?
What did I do to make you upset?
Or something for you to shed a tear?
Perhaps something that made your cheeks wet?
Was I so insensitive?
Blind perhaps?
What could be your motive?
Was everything about us just a mishap?
'Do you love me?', I aked of you
'I don't know' was all your response.
Is this a sign that we are through?
Is this the end of our romance?
Everything happened in just a snap,
Seconds seemed like hours and months like years,
Memories of us together all became scrap
Remembering you makes my eyes wet with tears.
Tears not of joy but of sadness,
Sadness I wish would turn to death.
To eternally end my heart's incompleteness,
To eternally end my every breath.
Life without you is simply hell,
Our togetherness' cessation for me is a mystery
Sleepless nights and feelings of doubt I couldn't tell,
And innumerable tearstains in my diary.
You gave me reason to enjoy life,
You completed my everyday,
You ended my loneliness and strife,
You accepted me in every way.
Then why let go dear love?
Why now that everything is fine?
Couldn't we be forever inlove?
Couldn't we be forever fine?
Colorful dreams shine a light
Opening joy within my heart
Music so lovely and bright
Insight as warm and wise as art
Naked truth shines so white
Gracing lives with a fresh start
Bringing back the wonder of love
Alive and alert, feelings so sure
Craving hope God sends from above
Keeping vigilant, a promise so pure
Happiness is alive and thriving, full
Opening up brave hearts to know
Memories chanting, by the handful
Enlightening sweet laughter to grow
Coming back home poetry contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
February 9, 2021
E ntreating our persuasion
M anifesting that more is always better
P owering the effort to provide
T ables languishing with waste and
Y ears of abuse to abundance
F isheries of men
I dle in their satisfaction
E manating from their harvests
L ong overdue in sharing
D riving their gifts of plenty
S traight into the jaws of wastelands
O ver shoals of greed
F ailing to know their heart's content
P latitudes of gratitude
L ay empty and barren
E agerly spent then forgotten
N aked in their humbleness
T o the Gods of Cornucopia
Y ielding to a desolate starving future
April 27, 2020
Cornucopia Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
A nxiety
B eckons,
C onscience
D eny,
E verything
F aked,
G rotesquely
H igh.
I diots
J oking,
K nowingly
L ie,
M ysterious
N ature,
O pium
P ie.
Q uestionable
R eason,
S tart
T alking
U ntruths,
V acant
W hispers,
X enophobic
Y ouths.
Delusion caused by needless indulgence,
Entertaining urges of lower mind,
That does stifle our innate innocence
Anchoring attention in egos bind.
Cause and effect of being misaligned
Hidden from us, owing to deep stupor.
Myriad desires, our foolish caper;
Exit simple on choosing detachment,
Naked surrender and devout prayer,
Thirsting and yearning for enlightenment.
14-April-2021
(Acrostic Dizain)
Any Acrostic of 10 to 12 lines poetry contest
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