Best Avatar Poems
(a Triple Triolet)
Where blues and purples dominate,
Pandora beckons from beyond.
Entranced by it, I gravitate. . .
Where blues and purples dominate,
a way of life to celebrate
and with creation, share a bond.
Where blues and purples dominate,
Pandora beckons from beyond.
There stands a tall strong mother tree,
and mountains float upon the sky.
What many wonders you can see!
There stands a tall strong mother tree
inside this forest fantasy;
take hold a huge bright beast and fly!
There stands a tall strong mother tree,
and mountains float upon the sky.
Perhaps one day we’ll understand,
as did the one named Avatar,
to live in peace, stand hand in hand.
Perhaps one day we’ll understand
to say “I see you;” love our land;
no need to leave and travel far!
Perhaps one day we’ll understand
as did the one named Avatar.
Not a strictly romantic movie, but it involves love of nature as well as a romantic part between the leads. And I LOVED this movie and its message!
For Nicola Byrne's Movie Mania - Romance Poetry Contest
I held the calligraphy brush and
Practiced the movement for hours and hours
Somewhere betwixt art and dance
It was meant to look as effortless as a breath
Simplicity at its core
At first glance you recognize
A tall wispy tree on a little island
Surrounded by a flowing current
That’s when I tell you that my avatar
Is the calligraphy symbol for ‘play’
Not only do I love the fact
That it is crisp black on white
But the symbolism is multi-faceted
Several correlations come to mind
Play and nature are preeminent and dynamic
Unpretentious is the notion of freedom and grace
Creativity’s natural interaction with the universe
Welcome to my avatar its play that I embrace
AP: 3rd place 2020, 3rd place 2021
My avatar is simple; I’ve not got
a special symbol or the picture of
my pet or of an actor who is hot
nor some poetic quote or sport I love.
No parent, sister, friend or spouse is shown
like some might post up as an avatar.
No special plant or flower have I grown.
So what or whom have I got as my star?
It’s not so hard to guess what’s showing there.
It’s me and not a caricature.
It’s from three years ago, so it is fair
for some to say, “yes, that still looks like her.”
I had some older pictures up before.
But as the years progressed, I took them down.
The days I dyed my hair blonde are no more.
I always wear my smile though, not a frown.
My picture’s not the greatest, but I say
you’ll always get with me just what you see.
My hair’s still dyed (I’ll tell you by the way).
I love my avatar, for it is me.
Feb. 3, 2019 for
Mark Massey's Who Is The Star In Your Avatar Poetry Contest
Distant space departing realms of conscious warmth
Voicing reason to an end within the persons hearth
A fire with pit to poke and prod dissolving spirit
Harmed retreated into a place where safe
The Avatar a being that searched far beyond limited view
Star that gazed a return to the night in day
Avatar that watches from the darkness kept at edges bay
Deep under a surface of skin flushed heat
A spirit that flees instead of the fight to escape
Soaring the magnitude of magnetic divines
An Avatar without wings that carelessly takes flight
Hovering not high not low always an even around
This lumen of light that is profoundly weighted
Shining use of a rise up from the depths of body down
The Avatar does speak to encourage the voice of sound
Direction of the pointer towards the feeling of no despair
A spiritual intertwining of the beings loving care
Body of vapored essence that is temporarily filled
By the choices lead through the heart that is felt
Releasing pressures built long lasted to with stand and resist
Temptation of the Avatars love that was heaven sent
'Avatar Entry' Contest Sponsored by Line Gauthier
I look upon your dauntless trail
and see your steadfast heart prevail
'round every challenge big or small
you chose the path of love for all
when darkness preyed upon the weak
to their defense your voice did speak
nee' avarice or greed did mar
your winsome touch, o' avatar
I look up yonder on the hill
and see your poetry, shining still
if one wish granted, I would strive
to make your words remain alive
beside the burning bush of life
you doused the flame and buried strife
upon your mantle, battle worn
I beg your dagger, truth be born
*humble tribute to Robert Frost
Divine Intervention
His name was Lynn.
We had nothing in common.
I – a city punk, twenty something,
High School grad, Ironworker.
He – an upstate NY, college educated,
beret-wearing, ”Spiritual Giant”.
Recurring questions dogged
this relationship….
….”Who am I?”
….”Who is he?”
…”Why have our paths intertwined?”
I don’t believe
he ever told me anything,
just left trails of spiritual
bread crumbs for me
to follow.
He always seemed to teach me
lessons I didn’t know
were being taught.
Guided me with firm
yet gentle words
allowing me to unveil
my spirit in the safety
of his presence.
I reflect often
on this Avatar,
this incarnate teacher,
stopping on his journey
to assist another
in their quest.
His name was Lynn.
We had nothing in common.
©11/16/2017
submitted to – AVATAR – Poetry Contest
definition – an incarnate divine teacher
Avatar
Waking to the divine aspect in each one of us
Consciously connecting with the One that we are
Embracing in love; seeing the One beyond the flesh
Allowing and accepting all that is as it is
Choosing to die to our limited view of ourselves
Accepting that there is more than we thought we knew
Delighting in discovery of more we can learn
Trusting that we are guided and are never alone
Letting go of all judgment and grudges and false blame
Seeing the illusion of all we thought was real
Standing in our courage; persevering through our fear
Knowing, as we falter, that we are loved; we are love
Finding our path and the contribution we will make
Bringing our gifts as a point of light in our world
Walking with thanks, praise and love in our thoughts, in our heart
Celebrating with others of like mind and like song
Inspired after seeing the movie by the same name; revised 9/18/10 to Blank Verse form
If I were that girl in the photograph
They glared, they stared you had to be there
A room filled with eyes
Was not a surprise
Talk of the town but look how time flies
I
see you
Na'vi say
on Pandora
sight
For Royal Trevino's contest My Favourite Movie
Lanterne form
My name is my name if you please,
my first name is Sheri as nickname,
my second name is my maiden name,
father given, kept as middle name.
and they work so well together,
the SF initials highlighting my genre
of writing of future dreams and invention,
so sorry to say, I'm only my name
plus my husband's taken for my wedding.
I'd make it more creative but it works
and as a working girl, that had to do.
Let me creatively write but keep sane
my given name, family names married
as a pen name working to keep me safe.
Bahku ...
My Poetry Soup avatar
He's a musician, that guy, and that's his moniker ... 'stage' name ... alias
Songwriter, producer, engineer, singer, instrumentalist
Keyboards, bass, drums, sax, percussion, but mostly ... guitar
That's his favorite and best instrument, very proficient
Playing that and keys since age eight
But he loves songwriting and production most of all
A recording studio in his home, he can set his own hours
That's a good thing, too, as migraines drop by anytime
Primarily self-taught, though he went to Berklee for a short time
And studied improv privately with Jazz great, Mike Metheny, (Pat's bro)
He played many years in bands, some that toured the country
Owned his own music store for a while, in Maine
Spent much of his life in Pharmacy, (early-on in the family business)
Is a Diamontologist who sold diamonds and gems wholesale
And he spent a number of years in management
That photo is a promo shot, you see
It has and will be used on cards, posters, inserts, and the like
And though he has many others for that purpose
That is the one his manager and label prefer
And he took it himself ... with a phone!
Yeah, that's Bahku, that guy
And he loves to write poetry now, too, like I do
Because, well ... you see ...
That Bahku guy ... is ME!
Written and submitted on February 3, 2019
For the "Who Is The Star In Your Avatar" Poetry Contest
Mark Massey, Judge & Sponsor.
not really as I will be short
changing an avatar an ordeal
hope I did I succeed
my avatar as you can see
are horses racing to victory
just as my poems try their best
in the winning list of contests
I painted this awhile ago
when turmoil battered my ego
am still trying to reach my goal
writing always with heart and soul.
penned 8 February 2019
The embodiment of her Avatar was a distinct manifestation,
it seemed her incarnation was a marvelous creation.
She became an infinite savior full of metamorphic personification,
and began the most intimate challenging transformation.
It was the day of her funeral when her soul began to leap
out of her body; she was in a trance like in her sleep.
Her appearance was nothing short of a diety full of light,
to all the other Avatars she was the most beautiful sight.
All the wrongs on earth she seemed to make right,
she was finally filled with courage, strength and might.
No longer would she be filled with heartbreak or pain,
now only joy and happiness shall always remain.
Her skin was all shades of the rainbow like a kaleidoscope,
filled with passion for the afterlife, mercy and hope.
She had this strange ability to learn how to cope,
and saw the world through a tiny loving microscope.
She thought it was heaven, but it was not after all,
it was actually a new utopian world, then she heard a call.
It was her time to teach the others about how to survive,
so a lesson plan on this new world she began to contrive.
She now understood all the reasons she was again alive,
it was to educate with passion, for her time did arrive.
All the other Avatars listened with excitement and zeal,
this was the time to make this strange reality real.
She craved information to expel to all who needed,
as the other living Avatars begged and pleaded.
As they entered this utopia she floated there and greeted,
and raised up all the ones who were tormented and defeated.
For she was the ultimate savior, the one who saved this world,
as the darkness faded and the hate began to unfurl.
Now she lives in peace and releases ease to the collection,
raising up in light from this magnificent resurrection.
With all of her companions she made a connection,
saving all those who needed a path towards correction.
She was beauty and compassion infinitely combined,
she was the savior of Avatars… body, soul and mind.
AVATAR CONTEST
Line Gauthier
December 9, 2017
My current avatar has a story:
I once posted this avatar and someone sweet (Craig Cornish) on the SOUP
blogged about it and named me Betty Boop. Since then...the name has stuck.
I don't know if I look like Betty Boop, but here's the scoop...that woman is
HOT and SIZZLING...
So, My name is BETTY BOOP FROM BEIRUT. In honor of Jack Ellison, who has
a poem up by that title, I put the avatar back up. I call him Kenny! Short for
Kenny Rogers! Yea...I love that guy...His snow white hair is just....so
amazing...and JACK is SO similar, so...I named him Kenny. There...the secret
is out.
Please check out Jack Ellison's Poem of the same title! :) You'll know what I
mean.....http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?
ID=591772
XOXOXOXO
Big smooches from sultry sexy sizzling and scintillating Betty! (Let me dream,
will ya?)
I've also been named the following:
Queen Eileen by Flo (FJ THOMAS) but I can't put her poem up because she
has left the soup! :( Her poem was entitled...The Kingdom of Ghali
Queen of the Romantic Pen (Richard Lamoureux has a poem by that title up
about me) http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?
ID=499183
The Warrior Princess (Richard Lamoureux has a poem up by that title as well)
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=495978
Desert Orchid (Richard Seal)
Agony Aunt (Richard Seal)
AND
Hurricane Eileen (Richard D Seal has a poem up by that name, and since he
has been MIA...I will say that it I think it is a literary masterpiece!)
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=474125
And Teach...by more than one, Kenny included! ;)
AND....HOT VELVET!!! By none other than LYRIC MAN! Well, y'all know where
to find HIS writes! ;)
Each is dear to my heart! :) I'm happy....Like a room without a roof! ;)