Best Around Poems
around the corner...just!
light brilliant...trees freshly brushed...
a breeze meandering through the grass...
a baby blue sky, an occasional cloud shaped and reshaped,
...a waterfall roars like a lion...its spray soft as a lamb.
around the corner...Just
a lovers breath against my neck...a lover's lies,
an ego lift...a seat on that pedestal men dream of...
a bold kiss...an us in a crowd...a lazy summer day
outdoor chairs...an overhead fan, an open door
around the corner...Just,
rollerblades...a mountain bike, a jaunt in the park,
a movie house...a why not...an invigorate,
a swim in a freezing cold lake...
a restaurant night...an evening walk, a club...
dancing...karaoke...being a little wild...
so many images paint my mind...
bittersweet
...my thoughts march one by one
to want something so bad
to fear it at the same time
Just around the corner
I get back my life,
just...
Around the corner
the loss of a life,
just around the corner...
yes I need to do that now,
yes I can wait longer yet...
responsible for her...
consumes the life I knew
the actors, the stage, the lights, the set, the techs,
a play, my life flow...directing stage.
Just around the corner my life waits for me
impatiently
Just...! Around that same corner, death waits for her
patiently
Be careful what you wish for...
Around the corner...just around the corner
two tears wait for me
one joyous...one mournful
Around the corner I want to be
Around the corner wait for me
not yet, caring for my mother...still she lives,
I can wait,
I can wait...
10~13~2014
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest Name: Around the Corner ...
Adventurous Asparagus
Edgy
Veggie
All over the Stove
Splatter
Matter
Don’t let Pa Find This
Risky
Whisky
Brother Got the Macaroni He Wanted
Dinner
Winner
The Hostess Treat that Hid in the Pantry Corner
Stinky
Twinky
Oops! Leftovers Two Weeks old
Fateful
Plateful
For Brian Strand's the 'ALL YOURS (Feb 23)' Poetry Contest
As I walk downtown I see an alley
Where a black cat sat staring up at me,
The sound of her purring was so soothing
Lulled and hypnotized me how could that be.
With its green eyes lightning up the darkness
I saw a sign was hanging that said Tea,
It seemed to be just around the corner
In an alley that led down to the sea.
I walk and the black cat seems to follow
Awareness of her presence filled the air,
In a flash we turned around the corner
Where stood an old stone building with one stair.
I looked to find the feline now missing,
Then climbed the step and gently pushed the door,
Cobwebs hung from rafters on the ceiling,
The wind made dust balls race across the floor.
I noticed tea of all sorts lined each wall,
The smells of herbs and spices filled my nose.
Sitting in a corner sat a woman,
Glaring at me sniffing a thorny rose.
Her eyes an emerald green that sparkled
Her hair a shiny black darker then night,
By her stood a broom with crooked handle
My senses told me something was not right.
I turned and ran while saying I’m sorry,
It seems I’m lost forgive me and good day,
Hearing horrid screeches I am shaking
Running around the corner in late May.
Soaked with sweat I run out to the main street
People wonder why I’m carrying on,
As I shout loud, don’t go down this alley
I turn and notice that it now is gone.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
10.17.2014
For Francine Roberts Contest
Around the Corner
2nd
Spring bows to thrill of cayenne summer,
dreams spiced in youthful glow come May.
Bright ribbons wake my bare feet’s slumber.
Spring bows to thrill of cayenne summer!
Rainbows pleat dance, no clouds encumber
my twirling limbs, life's weaved sashay.
Spring bows to thrill of cayenne summer,
dreams spiced in youthful glow come May!
Spring sighs with age come broaching summer,
blue tears, red smiles ‘round pole in May.
Life's colors flow from gold to umber.
Spring sighs with age come broaching summer!
And shall I join wind’s lively number
or watch bright ribbons twist and play?
Spring sighs with age come broaching summer,
blue tears, red smiles ‘round pole in May!
written 2/5/15
don't do me a favor
by reading my rhyme
don't be insincere
when you write me a line
don't visit my writing
though I ask you why
"To repay a visit!"
now, don't make me cry!
don't come around, darling
just out of respect
I'd rather prefer
your honest neglect
don't give me a tribute
if poem's not fine
you better not say,
"Oh dear, it's divine!"
don't let your poor pity
be the reason you greet
I'd rather not see you
at our poetry meet
don't be a sweet liar
and spin a false tale
don't make me feel special
sweet talk won't prevail
don't treat me, dear poet
like all of the rest
when clearly you know
I think you're the best!
Disclaimer: This poem is a bit of exaggerated fun. The heart of the message is to be sincere in comments. To be visited because of quality of writing is so much more fulfilling that to know the visit is a return favour. I myself am guilty of that; however, if I truly feel there's nothing I can give a genuine compliment on...I read another poem by the same author hoping for understanding and opportunity for genuine praise.
Eileen Manassian
I remember once dating a clown
In the sack he was such a let down
He was missing one ball
And his todger was small
It’s no wonder that he wore a frown!
11~12~17
I’m sick of hearing from old Bill that I’m a whimpish sort of bloke,
Because I don’t care for rodeo’s and can’t relate to outback folk,
That I prefer to travel in a car, when I go from A to B,
When I should be riding horses like Billy does you see.
I’ve never been upon a horse; in fact I’ve never patted one,
But at times I’ve been a victim from the damage that they’ve done,
When they’ve thundered down a racetrack with double-digit odds,
To leave my pockets empty and the good luck with the Gods.
So it was just a whim and foolishness that struck me at a guess,
That could have left me comatosed and in an awful mess,
When in a flush of inspiration of adrenaline attack,
Without a lesson or experience, I climbed upon a horse’s back.
I threw one foot in the stirrup and threw the other one to straddle
The horse’s back now that I’m on, while sitting in the saddle,
But with the motion of a gallop at a steady rhythmic pace,
I started slipping from the saddle and I quickly lost me place.
In fear I’m grabbing for the mane, but I couldn’t get a grip,
So I threw me hands around its neck, but then began to slip,
And I could see the ground below me was aiming at me head,
So I grabbed its nose to stop it, but it bucked on me instead.
It was futile hanging on now so I made a desperate move to jump,
But instead of reaching safety, me body lurched and I went thump,
For me foot’s caught in the stirrup so I’m bouncing in the fray,
With the horses pounding hooves close to just a foot away.
Now limply hanging upside down from the battering I took,
In me haze of consciousness I saw a crowd had formed to look,
Then me missus ran to save me when she took off like a rocket,
Over there at K-mart where, she ripped the plug out of the socket.
Love,
our most
precious gift,
helps our world turn
with stronger heartbeats.
Reach out to help dear friends;
stretch arms to embrace loved ones.
Greet strangers with that happy smile;
branch out to spend time with the lonesome.
Our love...the strength that turns the world around.
Our love...the strength that turns the world around.
But earth's heart and soul need our love too.
Planet earth maintains nature's rules:
must spend her gifts cautiously,
safeguard her atmosphere,
save cherished water.
She requires care
to move on.
Grant her
Love.
“Throw Kindness around like confetti” (motto attributed to Kate Spade)
Throw kindness around like confetti.
Find chances wherever you go.
There's no act of kindness that’s petty
when light of your love you let show.
Confetti at parties and weddings
is celebratory and fun.
Let’s celebrate life in all settings -
from morning until the day’s done.
While driving to work on the freeway -
let cars in your lane! At the store,
be patient as well. Make somebody’s day.
Be cheerful and smile; hold open a door!
It isn’t so hard to simply be nice,
so wherever you happen to be,
try it once, try it twice, then try it thrice.
Happier faces you’ll start to see.
So take my advice and throw kindness around,
for the more acts of kindness you show,
the more will the ripples of sweet love be found
affecting the world with confetti-like glow.
Your warmth
Spread it all around!
When the world feels cold
To the touch
Your beautiful shining spirit
Spread it all around!
So a dim world shines
Just as bright
Your happiness
Spread it all around!
In this sad world and give it
A smiling face
Your knowledge
Spread it all around!
To enlighten, to inform
To persuade
Your generousity
Spread it all around!
And grateful hearts
Will joyously sing
Your kindness
Spread it all around!
Good karma will spring back
To you, like....
A boomerang!
Submitted for...
Strand Select 7 Any Form,Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 01/08/2020
Date written: 06/30/2019
How beautiful the snow sparkles tonight like tiny little gems.
As the moonlight shines down so peacefully on them.
The stars how they twinkle so softly..what a sight.
Such a wondrous beauty I behold in the Heavens tonight.
I sit in awe of the stillness that encompasses all around.
Whilst downy snow falls like feathers floating to the ground.
God has given my life such a quiet peace to behold.
Such treasures a many my heart finds in the cold.
So many gifts tonight these brown eyes hold so dear.
Quiet befalls this wonderland that only my soul can hear.
Transporting my thoughts to where angels fly so high.
As I imagine what heaven is like and I breathe a soft sigh.
Sweet dreams will invade my sleep where I lay me down to rest.
Enveloped in Gods arms of love knowing He gives me his very best.
wear this tiara of tears, weep veiled stars
O wedded Hina of heart ~
falling in l o v e
again …
contest : the numbers game
sponsor : Nette Onclaud
date when my quill cradled this kimo; 6.09.26
Rising from the fire like a phoenix,
hot cinders morph into crimson darts.
And shadows roam the fringes of light,
extinguishing any fledgling sparks.
Scarlet splashes amidst molten flames,
wherein, cerise and chartreuse cascades.
And all eyes follow the rhythmic flow:
as its hypnotic beauty pervades.
Bursts of laughter and bravado bond
in the scary tales that haunt the night.
And camaraderie can be felt
amongst everyone huddled up tight.
Tranquility's intoxicating:
pacifying your nerves with its peace.
And it feels like genuine magic,
when worries and anxieties cease.
The brotherhood around the campfire,
is ignited by flickering flames.
And fragile friendships are reforged,
free from frustration and power games.
Maybe the most deadly disease is just around our corner
Carried to our doorstep by an unsuspected foreigner
Ebola is lethal with a fatality rate that is extremely high
If infected you have a 70% probability that you will die
Incubation period can span from one to forty two days
If stricken, severe flu like symptoms will leave you in a daze
Most symptoms will appear 8 to 10 days after exposure
Bleeding from extremities will have you praying for closure
There is no cure, a strong immune system is your best defense
Why there is still air travel from Africa truly makes no sense
Predicted cases to be about 1.4 million by January next year
An epidemic like we never seen is upon us, that is very clear
If this dreadful virus makes it to your corner. beware!
If stricken with this affliction be diligent not to share
If this disease become airborne, many millions will succumb
Our world will be left in disarray and left feeling utterly numb
10/15/2014
*WHO changed the incubation period from 21 up to 42 days, be safe everyone.
Around the corner (20141010)
What’s around the corner?
What’s just beyond our view,
For the soldier and the foreigner,
What’s ahead for me and you?
Two terribly tired turtles
Which wearily weathered wars,
Survived cyclical separations,
Regretfully raised rebellious rascals.
Seemingly securely safe-shelled,
Ironically intently imagining inside
Future failures, follies, fallouts
Won’t waste, wreck, wipe-out their world.
Keeping cool. Keeping calm. Keep continuing!
Blindly burroughing. Blindly blustering, believing
Learning lingers, life lingers, love lingers.
For the soldier and the foreigner,
What’s ahead for me and you?
What’s around the corner?
What’s just beyond our view?