Best Basking Poems
1. I am a poetry book. My title is "Basking in Life."
2. This book contains many chapters dealing with those things in which I bask, meaning, the things that brighten my life. This book includes my reflection on life and love, recollections of happy times, humorous things, my family, pets and grandkids.
3. My favorite poem in my Poetry Book is the Intro poem. It's in senryu form and it reads as follows:
lying on a beach
basking, my pages exposed . . .
brightly singing poems
For Linda-Marie's "I Am a Poetry Book" contest
Categories:
basking, on writing and wordshumorous,
Form:
Senryu
his are whimpers of breath,
lullabies drumming from a rising chest,
his is a soft pat on the head,
a wave of tenderness, trough to crest.
her right hand reaching back,
sensing a nape's outline with touch,
her left hand spider walking,
closing on a leg with a silky clutch.
buttery eyes in half stupor,
weightless minds near limp slumber,
swollen lips distantly throbbing,
tongues muted after flickings limber.
a cheek mere inches from the heart,
the other side kissed by the midday sun,
a moment of reprieve from beastly lust,
whose fiery roars are momentarily gone.
penile twitches against her back's contour,
drying up in its own sweet flaccid time,
reminiscing labias with a head all its own,
inside warm folds of rhythm and rhyme.
mellifluous ecstasy banishing uncertainties,
troubles held at bay by such willing surrenders,
no worries to murk flitting bright hearts,
when raptly swirling in gyres of such breathers.
jumble of sweaty limbs haphazardly entwined,
one languidly quiet and breezy afternoon,
a velvety couch and wispy rays of sunshine,
the leather’s exhales coming none too soon.
Categories:
basking, introspection, life, love
Form:
Rengay
Basking in Moonshine, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s Claire de lune
(Translation of Paul Verlaine’s « Claire de lune » by T. Wignesan. Again I try to keep to the original syntactic patterns and visible layout, but I must admit I could produce other renderings which could equally do justice to the probable « intention » of the poet.)
None may ask for better landscape than where souls lie
Wherein might rove charmingly masked bergamaskers
Strumming their luths while dancing but who well nigh
Look stricken under their outlandish disguises.
Verily singing in a murmurous tone
Love that triumphs and life’s seizable worthiness
Yet hardly seem to believe in their own good fortune
And their song dissipates into moonlight’s pallidness,
Into that sad yet pleasing stillness the moon engenders
Which must surely induce birds in trees to dream
And to gush ecstatic through sturdy water spurts,
Tall chiselled water columns against marble gleam.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Categories:
basking, moon,
Form:
Quatrain
Basking in moonlight, just you and I.
All around us is only the sea.
On a bed of pearl white sand we lie
basking in moonlight, just you and I
watching clouds drift in a sapphire sky.
Balmy breezes, sweet tranquility!
Basking in moonlight, just you and I;
all around us is only the sea!
Categories:
basking, nature, peace,
Form:
Rhyme
I’m most in need of a pure dentition
to make each of my flow stay correct
I fall to her hype of perfection
on each of her ten Nays, I resurrect
the ship sail gets bad on navigation
my mast so shy and not for once erect
one hit and more give the irrigation
wets my big hope with her nod direct
a new dawn but seem not from the sun
the race was long on a rose who’s the run
it is the end and I give a big yawn
I now hold her hand and think time will bend
all love SMS gets real on each send
she’s now in love, this I can’t comprehend.
Categories:
basking, boyfriend, girlfriend, i love
Form:
Sonnet
BASKING IN LIGHT
I have no clue
Why you feeling blur
Forget about any overdue
Rather quest for various hues
Outside there's MR. Sunlight
Filling the sky with its bright
Men and women on sight
Wonderful in broad daylight
Come feel the humid hush of breeze
Don't worry it will not make you freeze
Nor will it make you grace
But sure, It will show you daze
Feeding light for the green grasses
Serene views of mountain terraces
Magnificent in God's unending grace
Never tearing us in a haze
By:
olive_eloi
6:13pm
10/08/2013
-------------***Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ?
Categories:
basking, earth day, fantasy, feelings,
Form:
Romanticism
Basking On White Sands
white sandy beach opened her arms to me
I ran to her shores lapping the blue seas
sun, water and wind blend
her triple treats a godsend
sets of big waves came, and white sands glee
connie pachecho
8/30/17
Categories:
basking, beach, beautiful, love,
Form:
Limerick
Serious intent to read
latest issue of TIME magazine
found attention pleasantly distracted,
when I became keenly aware
of flora and fauna bursting,
blooming, buzzing, and twittering
oblivious to yours truly sitting stock still
in folding lawn chair
marveling at each budding
natural born architect and engineer
each respective constituent
living organism engrossed
delicate as deft potters crafting chinaware
observing good and
plenti hive nesting reverential species
trumpeting suave and donning debonair
without any pretentious fanfare
merely obedient to genetic coded wear,
exclusive domain glorified, ordained,
and sanctified by divine imprimatur
contemplating if despair
experienced by coterie of biosphere
not including *****sapiens,
and/or aghast that their extinction
dooms them to disappear,
which undeserved fate unfair
for innocent animals and plants
critically contributing as
unique vital gadgeteer
linkedin to significant role
evolution indiscriminately licensed
met with preserved concord, versus mutineer
extant among bipedal hominids
each and every simian forebear
generally recent primate ancestors,
whose short lifespans predated medicare,
but more particularly modern man/woman,
who flagrantly extracted precious
minerals, plundered mountains,
usurped possibly, sans sadling muleteer
and/or forced chaingang extruded
raw materials to concoct wear
able, munitions, disposable,
and most importantly
deadly ordnance for bloody warfare,
never quenching thirst for mortal Kombat,
nor scooping up riches galore,
no matter wealthy status equals bajillionaire!
Categories:
basking, appreciation, april, birth, celebration,
Form:
Pastoral
I'm camped on the shoreline in a very thick bog area,
surrounded by sounds of crickets, frogs and other voices of nature.
A turtle basks just above the water's surface.
For hours I relax and peacefully view it,
but alas, this is all in my imagination.
The turtle has been basking in its large fish tank aquarium,
where at times I will gaze upon it for hours, my mind a wandering
Categories:
basking, animal,
Form:
Rhyme
there are no limits to where i can go
when i'm walking on the sand
peace and contentment are a close stones throw
and they perfectly go hand in hand
in the ocean breeze I can fully breathe
and I know just where to start
the rhythm of the waves set my mind at ease
i fall in love with with pristine blue art
now here you come all sunscreened up
with a smile that makes it all glow
my heart is a volcano that always erupts
when i view your ebb and flow
we walk hand in hand in pure enjoyment
with no single worry in mind
we bask ourselves in the glory of the anointment
we let ours selves just unwind....
Categories:
basking, beach, joy, ocean, peace,
Form:
Rhyme
Under shade of heaven, exposing a cheerful firmament…
my special child, mirth-filled, basked with delight
since he had in his possession, freedom-might
precious more than gold for optimized play engagement.
Midst temperate weather, calmed by azure sky…
his boyish complexion welcomed sun-exposure
while his untrimmed hair found beach-pleasure
on that gracious vacation he had his kite fly high.
Frolicking in the sand after his gracious revival lease
my special child showed blissful praise-driven gratitude
moving my faith, like bud, to bloom with patience-fortitude
through God’s eternal* love while the Lord I seek to please.
*Jude 1:21 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.
August 2, 2019
4th place, "A Summer's Day Redo" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Michelle Faulkner; judged on 8/29/2019.
Categories:
basking, appreciation, blessing, child, christian,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
I lie here basking
in late summer’s dwindling rays
and I contemplate. . .
all that which I have:
knowledge, skills, comfort, good health,
family and friends;
those things I’ve always possessed;
those wished for. . . now manifest.
summer’s sun sets, yet
harvest’s sunrise is coming. . .
happiness warms me
For DeLIGHT, Good Vibrations Poetry Contest
Categories:
basking, happiness
Form:
Free verse
May day...I'm at the back
Listening to Chinese traditional music:
That bamboo flute in tuning,
Synchronizing with my thoughts
Amazed at our species capabilities,
All hail earthlings, keep the rain for me!
Serving services and handling handles,
Clumsy hands, O pardon me
Life so so slippery but my madam-
Helps me, O Blavatsky...
Stretching your will from the H and P
We all know life's a pain
but you taught me how to gain,
From questioning my existence to existing,
I know now that "I am" the gift,
So I'm giving presents,
Its not Chris-mas, but me...
Have you missed me?
Been present since the first day
May day....
Categories:
basking, inspiration, integrity, may,
Form:
List
Late afternoon October 15th, 2022
a spring like day
witnessed nature in surround sound,
whereby reflection spurred
reminiscence about similar weather
a few years ago when...
Serious intent to read
latest issue of TIME magazine
found attention pleasantly distracted,
when I became keenly aware
of flora and fauna bursting,
blooming, buzzing, and twittering
oblivious to yours truly sitting stock still
in folding lawn chair
marveling at each budding
natural born architect and engineer
each respective constituent
living organism engrossed
delicate as deft potters crafting chinaware
observing good and
plenti hive nesting reverential species
trumpeting suave and donning debonair
without any pretentious fanfare
merely obedient to genetic coded wear,
exclusive domain glorified, ordained,
and sanctified by divine imprimatur
contemplating if despair
experienced by coterie of biosphere
not including *****sapiens,
and/or aghast that their extinction
dooms them to disappear,
which undeserved fate unfair
for innocent animals and plants
critically contributing as
unique vital gadgeteer
linkedin to significant role
evolution indiscriminately licensed
met with preserved concord, versus mutineer
extant among bipedal hominids
each and every simian forebear
generally recent primate ancestors,
whose short lifespans predated medicare,
but more particularly modern man/woman,
who flagrantly extracted precious
minerals, plundered mountains,
usurped possibly, sans sadling muleteer
and/or forced chaingang extruded
raw materials to concoct wear
able, munitions, disposable,
and most importantly
deadly ordnance for bloody warfare,
never quenching thirst for mortal Kombat,
nor scooping up riches galore,
no matter wealthy status equals bajillionaire!
Categories:
basking, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Missing the entanglement of our longing limbs
Embracing the indulgence of our carnal whims
Kissing ravenous, your mounting sighs grow
Savoring skin eager, but savoring slow
Our union blissful, lustful, lovely
Held closely you hold captive the passion of me
You control the senses I call my own
My sight’s your kingdom, and touch your throne
My wish is to find the nerve of your pleasure,
Send it over the threshold and double the measure
If a prize was sought, it’s this moment I capture
The want of seeing your face wrapped in rapture
So lovely half closed lids, lips parted, breaths heavy
Under these stars we achieve rhythmic melody
We are the band….and we’re playing our song
……Laughing, basking aftermath….the tenderness is heaven
Categories:
basking, lovelonging,
Form:
Free verse