Best Arrives Poems
The White Stallion Arrives
The White horse came in so very fast
with purpose and great deeds to last
Arriving in a spirited tour de force
evil alerted, took notice of course
Sitting upon its huge, stalwart back
knight ready for any vicious attack
Dark forces were quickly sent to meet
the fighters to engage and deadly greet
Stallion knew the lay of the dark land
also the power of the warrior's hand
Racing to meet Evil and deadly foes
with courage only the brave knows
Warrior with sword of truth in hand
slew hundreds in the demon band
The charging stallion knew his job
slay those whose aim was to soul rob
As the enemy lay in forced disarray
the white stallion reared up to bray
A signal he was in tune with his knight
that he knew victory was soon in sight
When the last dark beast met its fate
sun was about to rise and not to late
The knight planted the victory flag
as he slew the last flying demonic hag
As sun and its glow lit the waiting sky
White stallion flew into the bye and bye
Echoes blasted back a victorious sound
promising Hope would always be around
Robert J. Lindley, 04-25-2015
Note:
New poem , based very loosely upon my poem titled , A Golden Steed Gallops.
Hope you may enjoy this one....
September’s almost coming to its end.
The shining green that clothed the trees in June
Has darkened as the shorter days impend;
Their battered leaves will presently be strewn
Beneath the boughs, which tremble in the chill
That rushes in where winds till now waxed warm,
With Summer's swelter weakening until
We sense the Equinox's looming storm.
Because for all its beauties and its joys
No Summer can persist resisting change—
When held too long, what first creates, destroys;
And only then is born what’s rich and strange.
For Autumn heralds Winter, which will bring
The frosts which in their turn give way to Spring.
October 2, 2019
Previous title: "Summer's End"
Revised October 15, 2019:
The second quatrain originally went--
Beneath the boughs, which tremble in the chill
That rushes in where winds till now blew hot.
The days fly – they inevitably will—
Still, that is inescapably our lot.
But the second sentence seemed to me to be too weak and even bordering on the trite, so I rewrote it as above. Apologies to all who've read it to date!
Arrives the spring
Anacreontic verse 3
Allure of raindrops
as drizzle knocks,
April arrives ...
Ecstatic Spring
ushers joy,
Buds bloom
petals unfold,
Vibrant colours
eyes behold,
Mustard in yellow
wheat gives gold,
Fragrant breeze
to lovers' delight,
Heavenly azure
and soaring flight,
Reigning blue
echoes into sea,
Festivals lure
delicacies to relish,
Step into May
with blushing
Red roses,
Luscious Mangoes
enticing delish,
Basking days
evenings coldish,
Verve satiates
soul's every wish!
Written April 11th, 2016
For contest by Edward ebbs
The blanket of darkness lays across the hills
As night settles in and wind stops, it stills
Not a tree moves, as silence consumes
Seeping through walls, into empty rooms
Worn thoughts are left at the end of the day
From taking many turns along the way
Just trying to get things done, to survive
Now it’s time to rest, watch nightfall arrive
Heidi Sands
4/13/19
A dawn arrives bearing message of heart
And pleads with the sun to disperse the fog
And engages the sky to paint its horizon
In orange and pink with shades of crimson
Not much time it has to say what it wants
Before it must leave and pass the baton,
Regret's written in the missive morn carries:
Patient he must be to realize his dream
Confused is he for the words don't match
The celebration he sees in beaming skyline
Evoked by the goodbye of parting aurora
Encoding her passions on rising golden arc
Meet him she will but not till the evening
Not till the sunset elaborates her theme
Painting on blue tapestry lavender imprints
As she readies to decode what romance is
June 7, 2019
HM: Strand choice R contest by Brian Strand
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Night
unpins
her dark hair
untangling stars
as Dusk sets the Sun
down in the Sea
She'll comb it
while he
sleeps...
The torrential rains
Poured into September with a vengeance
As the black clouds were driven in
By autumn winds,
Giving summer a sudden farewell.
Crushing my fading petunias
As the leaves along the dike
Were painted all shades of gold
And pushed to the sodden ground.
- Haiku on enlightenment -
Time begins to slow
and, as my little heart knows
Autumn takes over
From Autumn to Spring
Birds to South took their strong wing
To return again
13.08.2014
A collaboration with: Jim Horn and A-L Andresen :)
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- Thank you for my 4th place in the contest :) -
Contest Name:Haiku on Enlightenment
Sponsor:Marvin Celestial
Deadline : 9/11/2014
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When Duke arrives,
don't be around...
No cat survives,
when Duke arrives.
Need all nine lives?
Don't make a sound!
When Duke arrives -
don't be around.
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After a long and cold winter
you are so welcome
Creeping slowly out of the winter rest
let the buds pup out
Small traces of winter cold melting away
The days are longer, brighter and the sun warms
The energy spreads in mother`s nature
and spilling over into our winter cold bodies
I welcome you to the life bringing spring
28.02.12
A-L Andresen :)
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I rest in Winter's scorn for Spring to come
And watch thin sun thrust light on shadows low
I'll wait in dusk and cold until they grow
When warm sun's gleam cause Winter to succumb
And Spring arrives at end of Winter's thrum
Green leaves will sprout, unwrap in sunlight's glow
Winter will creep away though passing slow
And wings of honey bees begin to hum
The days of Spring will drizzle softer rain
To wet a Winter's ragged brown of need
And free brightest colors from Winter's grime
Beneath the sunlit realm of Spring's domain
As birds aloft begin their search for seed
The Spring again will roll the wheel of time
3/10/18 contest Petrarchan Sonnet
evening arrives
golden pastel clouded hues
frogs and crickets sing
(June 2nd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved, except
song breaks the stillness
calling the sun from slumber
dawn chorus begins
Mist in the valley.
Mountain rising magestic.
Morning in autumn.
Chill in evening air.
Meet me at the market square.
Wrap up well my love.
Stroll in fading light.
Lane of colourful delight.
Kicking up the leaves.