Best Ayers Poems
I flip the history of Bojangles
On a cool Sunday evening
Los Angeles coming down
A flow of oboes breathing
Through the lung of the street
The hobo not stopping for air
Fingers moving in a dance
Across the strings of consciousness
Milking the music of his brain
Onto a breast
Of dilated ears.
Mr. Lopez, unsettled from his comfortable chair
Searching for something to tell
Against the neon of despair
Heard the dulcimer quelling hell
And saw himself standing bare
To the sheetless eyes
Of a man serenading Beethoven
Deaf as a statue
In the city's superfluous air.
Here is where humanity
Sings hope amidst the garden
Of hopelessness
That make direlict dreams
Tugging our divinity
Down to rags of nothingness.
Mr. Ayers, a quaver away
Juliard school in love aspiring
Suddenly there fallen
Amidst the glitter and glamor
Of non-existence
Peace, a basoon
Seducing a Los Angeles moon
Coy as a lover
In the tangle of wine memory
He plays against
The unkown sorrow of the world.
And here dedication
Drives us to distraction
Soon or late
Decomposing our minds
Into shards of glistening memories.
Discovery, today beholding yesterday
A bride for the first time
Amidst the silence of flowers
Cradling weeds and seeds of tomorrow.
Love without purpose
Can change the course
Of splintering history.
He plays, harmony
In where the traffic blares
Yellow light onto his gray matter
Splitting airs with sharp sounds
They echo
Not the common pit, nor
To a single Maestro blending
The mind's kaleidoscope
Before the other's saner wit
Along highways and wind tunnels
He brings to a sombre note
To ode all joys
Strugling repressed under
Human ambition
Ayers is my minstrel
Jarred by a nerve
Not wired for sleep.
Fortune smiles
From the frontier of friendhsips
Fondled by the music
Of love unfranchised
Awakes the lyre
To sing in the resurrection of desire.
Friendship is a sheltering tree
From life's base tragedies.
Categories:
ayers, friendshiplove,
Form:
Free verse
Do you have: "That Summer Feelin"
- by Jonathan Richman (1984)
Finally: "School's Out for Summer"
- by Alice Cooper (1972)
Yes, : "Sun is Shining"
- by Bob Marley and the Wailers (1971)
Because: "Everybody Loves the Sunshine"
- by Roy Ayers (1976)
You can ride on: "Heat Wave"
- by Martha and the Vandellas (1963)
Give you a sense of: "King of the Beach"
- by Wavves (2010)
Maybe you already: "Dancing in the Street"
- by Martha and the Vandellas (1964)
Feel it: "Good Vibrations"
- by Beach Boys (1966)
Magical ... : "Summer Nights"
- by John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John
A good advice in the end: "Take It Easy"
- by the Eagles (1972)
But, enjoy your summer vacation
25.06.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Categories:
ayers, blessing, song, summer,
Form:
Free verse
A name for Ayers Rock
Aboriginise people
think it brings bad luck.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
July.26/2007
Categories:
ayers, art, beautiful,
Form:
Haiku
This sandstone icon
Inselburg, all alone
Dropped in the outback
Like an orphan with no home
Its family now eroded
Through millennium of time
Uluru (Uluru)
The last of it's line
Sacred and worshipped
By it's indigenous people
The land their church
Ayers Rock it's steeple
In various light
It's colour changes
From Reds to Grey's
On it's peripheral fringes
This amazing wonder
Of Australasia
Will always leave me
In a state of awe.
Categories:
ayers, places
Form:
Rhyme
Spacious, glistening as far as straining sight can wander,
Playful waves reflect the light in joyous, rippling prance,
Effervescing the myriad, resplendent sherbet-sky
Colors in flashing pirouettes, a ballerina dance.
Tides wash in and, weeping, withdraw from sentinel shores,
Aching, yearning for each returning, salt-cleansing spray,
Cresting upon warm sweeps of widely welcoming sand,
Undulating sound like the rosaries lonely nuns pray.
Layers of foaming laughter dissolve, then mount in raucous cries,
Arcing across the mighty oceans of this planet,
Rustling, swaying branches or mighty, charging samurais.
Copyright, January 13, 2016
Faye Lanham Gibson
Categories:
ayers, beach, beauty, ocean,
Form:
Acrostic
The never ending red and torrid dust
Ants, marching, lines, each one inch long
The rock stands tall in dusty land
people fight and bicker where they live
yet strength is gained from giving what we give
each day the marching lines we seem to make
the never ending waste of living time
The Rock, it stands out tall in desert lake
The dingo's, march around the camping ground
The dust, is red and thick it never ends
Yet men, can be the mountain in the wind
set now, to concur dust, as rocks of time
the vultures wait, like dingo's in the dust
the mountains, are the hurdles we must climb
You know, that there are fish upon ayers rock
little guppy's swimming, in there ponds
a secret, hidden in the desert lake
people have, their hidden gifts inside
a secret part, that sometimes learns to fly
a gift, that needs to find the light of day
a secret, we should share in life's display
Categories:
ayers, philosophy, wisdom,
Form:
Narrative
(M)oon is rising full and high
(O)utstanding sight in the sky
(O)vercoming darkness so bright
(N)ight is filled with wholesome light
(L)ayers shining on top of the snow
(I)gniting stained glass windows aglow
(G)iving guidance in this winter show
(H)eavenly hope for all who lost sight
(T)o be led by this new phase tonight
Heidi Sands
1/11/17
Categories:
ayers, appreciation, beauty, encouraging, moon,
Form:
Acrostic
Red rock
changing hue
morning sun
sky of blue.
Peter Dome .copyright. 2013. Dec.
Categories:
ayers, creation, nature, sky, summer,
Form:
Free verse
~Flowers~
(Acrostic)
R- esting so beautiful among the flower beds
0- bject of man's devotions
S- ending your message of beauty to all
E- ndearing, among them you're the best
I- n a colorful display your bearded face
R- anting to the Sun, all day and night
I- ntroverted you bow to the ground but
S- till in your grace you kiss the Sun
M- iracle dressed up in yellow,oranges
A- dding to your presence more warmth
R- adiating such a beauty under the Sun
I- nviting within your petals light
G- oing around in circles,endless
O- bvious to my eyes,you're having fun
L- ayers of softness,so ilusive you are
D- ancing away under the magic of the Sun.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
June.14.2015
Authors notes:
From my flower poetry collection -
Categories:
ayers, beautiful, beauty, feelings, flower,
Form:
Acrostic
I am an aboriginal
Simple and original
I like to keep tradition
I always love my fishin
I am a northwester
Where I like to fester
Under the hot sun
Where I can have fun
I like to get a tan
Whenever I can
I love the great outdoors
Someday I'll see the waterfalls
I'd like to see a croc if not
I'll stand on the top of Ayers Rock
I love the Pilbara land
Always dry and never bland
I have a little girl
She puts me in a whirl
Her name is Shae
She was born in May
I have a little boy
He gives me so much joy
So now you know about me
So young and so free
And that's the way I like to be!
Categories:
ayers, blessing, care, children, courage,
Form:
Free verse
~Flowers~
(Acrostic Poem)
(From my flower collection poetry)-
R- esting so beautiful among the flower beds,
0- bject of man's devotions,
S- ending your message of beauty to all,
E- ndearing, among them you're the best
I- n a colorful display your bearded face,
R- anting to the Sun, all day and night,
I- ntroverted you bow to the ground but
S- till in your grace you kiss the Sun!
M- iracle dressed up in yellow,oranges
A- dding to your presence more warmth,
R- adiating such a beauty under the sun,
I- nviting within your petals lights,
G- oing around in circles,endless
O- bvious to my eyes,you're having fun,
L- ayers of softness,so ilusive you are
D- ancing away under the magic of the Sun!
Dorian Petersen Potter
Ladydp2000
copyright@2000
December,20,2014
Categories:
ayers, flower,
Form:
Acrostic
Images now received by satellite
Show spaceships similar to here
In Tunguska, deepest Russia
The largest seems to appear
Near the Kingdom of Scourie, Scotland
From the Minch it slowly arose
The third of them showed so silently
Highlanders agape, froze
Governments now in communication
Media frenzies gather flow
It takes something out of the ordinary
For dialogue to openly show
A hush captures our attention
Channel 5, Australia News
Ayers Rock sees the fourth of these crafts
Indigenous carvings on the screens we now view
More reports are gathering strength
In Guatemala, near Piedras Negras
"Black stones" I believe in Spanish
Is it coincidence that this is the last
The night to the dawn takes ages to pass
Every hour we look to our skies
Have we awoken what we have always dreamt of
Below us, our eyes could never espy
Not from the depths of outer space
But from the deep from the planet we live
Lying dormant, awoken by archaeologists
We await as many nations, misgive
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-18.php
Categories:
ayers, fantasy
Form:
Quatrain
Lybird are raises voice in happiness
Clouds are weathering the leaf in garden
Birds and Flowers delighting full
The species of birds gets shelter on tree
Pins tree grownup to shake hands with sky
It paints and wonders of marvelous thing
Hot and wet shares the time
Exotic flora is the bright and red
Showy flowers beautify the place
Torrens and frome spreads smells too
Mansion builds in between heap of tree
Sun is tries to penetrate the lights
Blue Mountain pass the Eco of my song
Lapwing more rivulets are near
Ayers rocks more on the mount
Storms and rain reads on the face
Always wonder so it repeats
Monolith reminds the name ancient
Categories:
ayers, nature,
Form:
Imagism
“The storm has truly unleashed its full fury,”
The perfectly coiffured, newswoman says.
She is not worried about the low taste
Of purloining these old and outdated clichés.
Over and over the same words repeated,
Until sensitive folks shut the set off and leave
To pick up a volume of favorite poems.
Each knows in these pages, he’ll find a reprieve.
No good poet absconds with the words of another
To blatantly claim them as his thoughts alone.
He edits, revises and often will change them
Until he is proud of a work all his own.
It is only then he’ll unleash his creation
On eager readers to critique or to laud.
Praying the ayers will out weigh the nayers,
He’ll happily bow as they cheer and applaud.
Won a 5th
Categories:
ayers, on writing and words,
Form:
Quatrain
Layers of meat and cheese,
Lined with flat, thin pasta,
Looking, smelling, tasting
Like it's heaven-sent, I
Love the savoury tang,
Letting the sauce and spice
Linger on my taste buds.
Categories:
ayers, appreciation, food,
Form:
Pleiades