Best Ascends Poems
Dawn ascends to brighten the day
Birds trill with songs of glee
Morning's breeze makes the willows sway
I rejoice with esprit
As Earth keeps on turning
I will be discerning
The sun will be burning
As night wends
Dawn ascends
September 26, 2021
Quietus-August 2021 Contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Heaven
awaits til our
last waltz amongst the wind,
mimicking that of yesterdays...(Sigh)
Nature applauds as we continue in
harmony; never ceasing til
the last tear. Dust we form...
transcending to
Heaven
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
09/05/2013
Contest Title: Just Nine Lines
Visual #1
1st Place Winner
Reborn here now without baggage,
my soul revels in present peace;
Mind ascends through steps to salvage
Cares descend and put mind at ease.
A stillness in my mind I feel,
reborn here now without baggage;
As I pray to my Lord with zeal,
From inner light shines my image.
'Act with kindness' is the message:
Mindful of all my actions though
reborn here now without baggage,
I know that I reap what I sow.
As a part of the Whole, I see,
such vibrance like peacock's plumage
of soul of the Universe be -
reborn here now without baggage.
Date: 10/13/2021
Dawn Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Twilight ascends as dusk arrives,
the moonlit stars gather and thrive-
Sweet day dreams have come to a close,
while midnight softness does expose-
The constellations have survived.
From mother nature dark derives,
beautiful shadows come alive-
Crepuscule dimness does repose…
-twilight ascends
The Lord above sure did contrive,
a masterpiece, love does revive-
A mystery nobody knows,
eventide, tranquil as it glows-
Morning sun starts to rise by five,
into daybreak it gently flows…
-twilight ascends
Date Written: September 22, 2016
Trijan refrain
Grief ascends on the rising moon
'neath frosted Winter skies
A lone wolf howls, wailing a rune
desperate for replies
Her mate has died, she must lament
beside him 'til last breath was spent
Parted in death
Parted in death
His body torn, tattered and rent
Grief ascsends on the rising moon
as thorns pricking my skin
There is sorrow in the wolf's tune
My emotions akin
To shadowed darkness we lay claim
Eyes cold without a spark or flame
Feeling such pain
Feeling such pain
Love, it's you I seek to defame
Grief ascends on the rising moon
Haunting my thoughts tonight
Who do I blame and dare impugn
with defiance and spite
I would caterwaul to the wind
if death's warrant I could rescind
His life restored
His life restored
No longer would I be chagrined
day releases dusk-
streaming stars settle in sonorous susurration;
the grey glazed moon bows his subtle head,
and all the somnolent constellations shine...shine for me
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original poem: 'comfortable silence' (1.20.20)
date: 1.28.20
Arbitrium Divisa 7 Poetry Contest
sponsor: Gregory Barden
Trijan refrain
Grief ascends with the rising moon
'neath frosted Winter skies
A lone wolf howls, wailing a rune
desperate for replies
Her mate has died, she must lament
beside him 'til last breath was spent
Parted in death
Parted in death
His body torn, tattered and rent
Grief ascsends with the rising moon
as thorns, it pricks my skin
There is sorrow in the wolf's tune
My emotions akin
To shadowed darkness we lay claim
Eyes cold without a spark or flame
Feeling such pain
Feeling such pain
Love, it's you I seek to defame
Grief ascends with the rising moon
Haunting my thoughts tonight
Who do I blame and dare impugn
with defiance and spite
I would caterwaul to the wind
if death's warrant I could rescind
His life restored
His life restored
No longer would I be chagrined
Sol bleeds at the edge of indigo skies,
inking clouds scarlet, as He slowly dies;
shadowing silhouettes in veiled disguise.
As Luna ascends in regal splendor,
a lone wolf's wails are mournfully tender;
upturned jaws, implying its surrender.
Howling summons the members of its clan,
as it has done before the time of man;
and it's not known how or why it began.
Families stealthily hunt in the dark,
and unlike packs of dogs, which yelp and bark;
wolves, howl at the moon, before they embark.
Finishing life's rare found treat, at her Chinese restaurant's
All which one may eat with a bowl of neopolitan ice cream
Gazing upon neon tides, bright lights; Hong Kong in the night
An innocent baby girl of around five, pehaps native's child ?
Beauty's eyes amid such their purity glancing at myself; curiosity...
Her waitress or his cooks daughter possibly waiting out another day
While I sit to enjoy the city scape never turning yet knowing she is there
Entering my mind these two whom twine; touching this Spirit escaping, the dead.
Kundalini ascends,
signalling soul’s intent
to raise it’s consciousness,
by granting love consent,
ensconced in blissfulness.
Kundalini ascends,
as vibrant liquid light,
transmuting nodes within,
in a dance of delight,
with bliss tingling our skin.
Kundalini ascends,
magnetising our form,
centring pristine presence,
whilst drenched by bliss throbs warm,
thus peaking soul’s vibrance.
Kundalini ascends,
aligning our five sheaths,
soul imbibing wisdom,
as blessings God bequeaths,
for within’s His kingdom.
21-May-2022
Notes:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kosha
NEW WAVE ASCENDS
Workers waul at leaders sold
who rush to airports cold
in hospitals wan women wallow
tattered children nothing to swallow
ideals trickling through untilled soil
will dreams and intentions expire
before patient arthritic grandmothers tire
softly rain filters Earth’s corners
nourishing hills, herbs and mourners
life follows death singing afresh
surely New Wave ascends roaring
freedom showers cool us alluring
in Golden Age Heart rules
teens dance while lovers drool
reach within, be no fool
Ascends new Sun- Andaree
When sparrows chirp, it's orange hue of twilight,
Forgotten is yesterday's each fight,
Rise to another day's fun.
Leaves nothing undone,
Ascends new
Sun.
Mystic view,
Be it for the pun,
Vivid dreams of everyone,
Greens mesmerise, a colourful sight,
When sparrows chirp, it's orange hue of twilight.
Written Oct 14th, 2015
For contest by Andrea
Awarded HM
The wind whispered in my ears,
the secret that you told.
Before the moon ascends,
I shall come to your side.
Let us sit by the seashore,
beneath a canopy of stars,
bathed in moonlight’s glow,
speaking endlessly,
as countless as the grains of sand,
dancing with the waves,
until the sun rises in the east,
painting the sky
in hues of reddish orange.
ka~rum
The deep tangerine glow of the harvest moon
has brought a sensual emotion that ignites.
The embers migrate to an ebon raven’s tune,
and bestows such magnificent perfect sights.
For I am but a woman who loves nature’s best,
as I lay my head below the harvest moon to rest.
Ascending to heaven as the night shines on,
the outshine of brilliance has given such ease.
Soon and very soon will arrive God’s dawn,
and all that is nocturnal will begin to cease.
For the harvest moon is vivacious and clear,
as all the little nightly creatures sleep near.
Stardust descends onto fields that will fade,
lunar lace will redeem the season it brings.
There are moonbeams allowing a serenade,
and soon a brand and fresh new day rings.
For I feel the harvest moon’s pure perfection,
as we wander with hope sharing a connection.
Beliefs in God's wonder has brought such delight-
feeling the gleam of the of the bright moonlight.
March 11, 2019
The sun is rising
right above the horizon
where sea meets the sky.