Best Beloved Poems
Beloved Blooms
I awoke to a garden of flowers,
A bouquet of words that blooms from within.
Expressions conceived, grown by spring showers,
A dream or a quest that yearns to begin.
As warm sunlight opens petals, I find
Words from a sonnet lead to desire.
Enchanted romance enlightens the mind
Growing a garden to bloom and inspire.
Colors of brilliance, and in every hue
Guide my muse in your scented direction.
Don't guild the Lily, as I adore YOU.
Your pleasant bloom is my sweet perfection.
Each poet blooms with their own unique flair
Within their bouquet of blossoms they bare.
5-23-21
~Poem of the Day May 25, 2021~ Thank you Team Poetry Soup.
The Most Beautiful Flowers You've Seen Blossoming
This Spring So Far Poetry Contest ~3rd place~
Sponsor: M.L. Kiser
ALL YOURS (Jun 12) Poetry Contest~1st Place~
Sponsor Brian Strand
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Every night I close my eyes,
loneliness suffocates my soul.
I rapidly escape through a portal of dreams,
where we once met with a passionate embrace.
In your arms I felt alive,
but dreams fade away like stars afraid of dawn.
Loneliness returns with its gloomy silence,
yet again, I am absorbed in cloudy days.
I remain alone, intoxicated in your thoughts,
But I yearn to be found, like an undiscovered treasure.
I want to be touched, to be adored.
My heart yearns to smile once more,
laugh from my soul, feel alive,
dancing on clouds, our stepping stones to heaven.
I want just you.
I recall, how the mysteries of the universe,
bonded our souls to ignite lost flames.
Vibrant embers floating from star to star,
how stardust glittered in your hair.
Naked moon shone through your eyes -
as the galaxy admired us drifting nonchalantly.
In horizon's black shroud,
you were a masterpiece of magnification.
Subtle artistry of your touch,
seduced silent stars to sigh.
But as each star faded away,
Jealous sun stole you from me.
In my breathless ambiguity,
I ponder if you were a hallucination or fantasy -
only my lover in distant dreams.
Now the beat of my heart is out of tune,
in the absence of my sacred beloved.
Yet, I still feel you inside me.
I curse the necessities of reality,
searching for my spiritual lover.
Close my eyes, to sleep for eternity -
seeking that alternative phenomenon.
Where romance and love reside in a never ending story.
Silent One collaboration with Akkina Downing
3 November 2020
Akkina and I wrote this last night. Akkina, is a great poet who has not posted for two years, because she was bullied! I wanted to encourage her to write again and post her wonderful poems.
Please encourage her by visiting her page:
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poems_by_poet.aspx?ID=81129
Thank you
"i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go . . . "
ee Cummings
No human ever touched me so wonderfully
as did a soul by the name of Ollyver.
I adopted Ollyver when he was only one year old.
Not too fond of males (perhaps abused by them),
he immediately took to me as I snuggled him on the drive home.
In time I discovered he was not too fond of anyone at all -
other than me! Ollyver was a white miniature Eskimo dog.
Ollyver followed me everywhere.
Knowing instinctively when I would be home from work,
he waited by the door and then leaped up into my arms
the minute I walked in.
In the night, he would curl up next to me.
He did not like my husband’s presence on the bed,
but he learned to adjust despite their mutual dislike for each other!
One day, for reasons I won’t mention, I was separated from my beloved dog.
Many tears I cried over him, for I had experienced from him
an unconditional love that perhaps no human had ever shown me.
I knew he was somewhere in my city, but he was at least ten years old
and I guessed he would die in a few years.
A few years passed, and one night, I believe my beloved dog
visited me on his way out of this earthly realm,
for I awoke to see him standing on my bed.
My heart filled with joy as I saw him there.
He jumped over my husband’s sleeping body
and into my arms. I buried my face in his soft white fur.
The event was so real to me, yet I fell back into a dream
in which I wandered the streets with Ollyver.
Never have I had such a spiritual experience
(not even with my own family) as what I had
with this little dog
whom I like to believe returned to me
that night of my splendid dream.
How could a mere animal have been
of such relevance to me in my life?
I know only this. . . I was loved completely by Ollyver,
and for that reason,
I carry his heart with me.
For the 'Beloved Pets' Poetry Contest
Love is a silent emotion,
invisible to open eyes.
But, I saw the naked soul
of her enigma - my universal truth.
A pristine state of perfection.
As her 'silence' whispered to my soul
in a million ways - I felt her pangs.
As her spirit inhaled my oxygen,
my heart forgot about gravity,
feeling immortal in every beat.
Now a small flame kindles in
her chocolate brown eyes -
hotter than wildfire.
I see beyond her invisible veil,
hiding her divinity,
wrapped under her tanned satin skin.
Smoother than a bed of feathers -
would to touch it, be a sin?
Her fruitful lips of blissful nectar,
are an eternal passage,
covered in ethereal dew,
awaiting my soul with promises
for unseen paradisaical passion -
a taste would leave one intoxicated.
The mind pleads with time to be kind,
for the heart to remain patient -
for distance to not become an adversary.
Because,
nothing could define her elegance,
in any form of artistry;
a poet has no vocabulary,
a musician, no beat to their melody,
a painter, no control in their masterstroke -
her aroma is a rare scent from petals,
my hands could never fathom to blossom.
Her love is like the sun rays of a new dawn,
forever, ascending my heart with warmth.
I am her cloudless sky, for her glory to shine,
the ripples in her deep ocean -
for her to bathe within me.
In my quest to be within her embrace,
I shall keep the vampires from her door,
slay the demons who bring her darkness.
Face Satan in his satanic seas.
Be the whirlwind in her storm,
releasing her from chains of uncertainty.
Once, I gazed at the stars,
wondering where you were.
My musings a premonition for your arrival.
You appeared to end all seeking,
filling my hollowness with endearment -
became the last drop of my ink.
Every night I close my eyes,
loneliness suffocates my soul.
I rapidly escape through a portal of dreams,
where we once met with a passionate embrace.
In your arms I felt alive,
but dreams fade away like stars afraid of dawn.
Loneliness returns with its gloomy silence,
yet again, I am absorbed in cloudy days.
I remain alone, intoxicated in your thoughts,
But I yearn to be found, like an undiscovered treasure.
I want to be touched, to be adored.
My heart yearns to smile once more,
laugh from my soul, feel alive,
dancing on clouds, our stepping stones to heaven.
I want just you.
I recall, how the mysteries of the universe,
bonded our souls to ignite lost flames.
Vibrant embers floating from star to star,
how stardust glittered in your hair.
Naked moon shone through your eyes -
as the galaxy admired us drifting nonchalantly.
In horizon's black shroud,
you were a masterpiece of magnification.
Subtle artistry of your touch,
seduced silent stars to sigh.
But as each star faded away,
Jealous sun stole you from me.
In my breathless ambiguity,
I ponder if you were a hallucination or fantasy -
only my lover in distant dreams.
Now the beat of my heart is out of tune,
in the absence of my sacred beloved.
Yet, I still feel you inside me.
I curse the necessities of reality,
searching for my spiritual lover.
Close my eyes, to sleep for eternity -
seeking that alternative phenomenon.
Where romance and love reside in a never ending story.
An amazing collaboration with my dear friend Silent One
3 November 2020
I was bullied two years ago here and was too scared and hurt so I left. But today I am back to stay. Thanks to our great friend Silent One for his most encouragement and belief in me.
Thank you
My heart?
You have always owned that,
I'm surprised you didn't know.
Its flow?
How do I explain without being unkind,
simply, its flow is mine.
There's the barb, my vision puts me on a different flight
I own a non redeemable ticket...a ticket I clutch.
Love and age walk hand in hand.
I've had my sunrise...walking with resolve to my sunset.
I spent too much of my time trying to reach the horizon
now, happy to enjoy the sky's perfect joint with its mate.
Searching for that pot of gold? Some do...but not me.
That sort live with regret. They chased the lie, missed the rainbow.
Not I...I am happy to enjoy the breeze...cool and invigorating.
My heart? You own that. You always will.
At the fork...recently, I chose a different path.
I've looked behind me, I've looked ahead...I'm sorry, my love,
I just don't see you there.
09/19/2014
Oh my beloved
unlock yourself from my mind
and appear before my eyes
whenever I think about you
so that I can see you
when I long to be near you
When my mind's stream of yearnings
starts pouring out like a waterfall
and flows as a river of romantic verses
that I write only for you
oh! how much I wish
that those words of love
that my muse sprinkles in a blank paper
gather themselves on their own
to sketch an alphabetic portrait of you
so that I could keep gazing
at your charming face
When fate, like a monster, separates us
All I wish is...
To just be the last word
of your most inspiring verse
that you already have in your mind
and yet to write in pen and paper
To just be an unstressed syllable
of your name
whenever and wherever
your name is called out loud
to honour you
To just be the faint flickering light
at the end of the dark tunnel
of your dull dreary days
Date: 01/30/2023
Writing Challenge - B Word Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
O beloved Sun, that gently warms my soul,
with soft strings of saffron and golden shine,
I write this poem with symphonic stardust,
when euphonious memories soar above
clusters of sapphire butterflies,
when rainbows reflect a glow of nostalgia.
Allow the inked verses within
these maternal veins~
remind you to close your sleepless eyes,
and listen to your evergreen heart.
Fear not the unknown that veils your vibrancy;
there’s a song that lingers amidst tuneless skies,
with every note inscribed with your dulcet name,
for I pray for you in sanguine silence…
You will always be the lyrical light
guiding me to the reveries of redolent lilies.
You are the poetic reason,
I breathe phrases of hope,
when the orchid moon melts into orchards of nothingness…
Love always and evermore,
mother….
Our Beloved Teacher
( Sonnetina Rispetto)
Torch of knowledge from you we take
You hold our hands for our dreams sake
Values and love we emulate
Like dad and mom, you truly care
We grow in your nurturing grace
Your guidance gives us strength and faith
Torch of knowledge from you we take
You hold our hands for our dreams sake
You look after us the whole day
As we read, learn, dance, sing and play
Values and love we emulate
You guidance gives us strength and faith
Torch of knowledge from you we take
You hold our hands for our dreams sake
Copyright 2014 Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
October. 28, 2014 4.35pm
Second Place
Contest: Sonnetina Rispetto
Judged: 11/6/2014
Sponsor: Poet Dr. Ram Mehta
Oh beloved of mine,
Soon time shall no longer be a companion of ours,
as the journey ends, our destination remains unclear.
You would always say my words are my gift,
so I leave these for you;
the love poem, I never quite expressed.
I remember my first glance, as you sat all alone.
Not a cloud in subtle sapphire horizons,
yet your forlorn face, only saw overcast skies,
as rain poured through your eyes, onto your somber smile.
It was the first day I prayed to God,
pleading for a rainbow to brighten your day.
But then I wonder if you were the treasure,
waiting for me at the end.
We became passengers on the pilgrimage of love,
composing symphonies our hearts had never felt.
Pledges and promises set the foundations of our love story,
with chapters of smiles, tears, fears, kisses and near misses.
I had never noticed the stars, nor was I ever a poet,
till the day my soul inhaled your passionate spirit.
How blessed was I, to have shared devoted lyrics.
Although the music has ended, our songs breathe for eternity.
As I ponder, questioning why, about this and that,
things I should have said - things I should have done,
but It's too late, as darkness and silence will soon arrive,
accompanying deep sighs, lost within empty air.
These are my last words for you, my precious diamond,
you will always sparkle for me, even after our last goodbye.
Silent One
9 December 2018
A fictional poem. Example for the Last Letter to my Beloved contest.
Inside such dreams of never lasting days
We traversed such wanting thoughts in emotional astray
On that December night, to our cottage on the hill
Where on many a moonlit walk, we allowed our thoughts to spill
Our footprints of life we took in threaded tread we walked
When one was about to talk, in confusion abound, we baulked
Snowflakes we often talked about, turned to emotional rain
Drowning your wisps of auburn, natures moistness becomes our drain
Such memories of our past, where the rains graced your clover
And I your beloved, once graced your body over
No longer shall I sense your breath so warm against my chest
As you delightfully grace my lobes, my internal heart now stressed
Your kisses I still feel, their once touch of tender brush
Like tumble-weed they now drift, my lips in different crush
On warm white sheets we used to lay, we called them our clouds of heaven
No longer shall crease, not one day out of seven
No longer shall our fingers dance over undulations of we
Or will our torso's mingle, like the ivy graces the tree
The losing of you is massive, our peripheral declares it a shame
Beloved to each other we're not, it's life, no ones to blame.....
"From deep within my heart
I always catch the scent
of my Beloved. How can I
help but follow that fragrance?" By Rumi
Drowned in delicate perfume of the gorgeous bouquet,
Glistening moon floating in sea of stars, you I see,
Smell your scent in ambrosial Chrysanthemum
How can I not be astounded with your beauty!
Found you dancing joyfully in a sublime garden,
I knew you were my Princess, like a butterfly
You left the oasis, but the alluring scent stayed,
I became a traveller in the world wandering by.
Walked tirelessly hundreds and thousands miles for you,
Crossing vast dales and tall soaring mountains far,
Your fragrance brought me back to harmony of life ,
How did I not know where my beloved were!
I got the bad news today, we were loosing a friend.
One of our best Limerick writers Jack Ellison.
Ailments are no surprise when growing older in age.
A new Chapter in Jacks life as he leaves, and turns the page.
His Writings came from his heart, that were written by him.
Witty and silly Jack always left us with a grin.
Many Poet's will be so sad to hear this sad news.
His departure breaks our hearts, and sadly brings the blues.
Jack we all wish you well as you journey on your way.
We'll miss you Jack, but in our hearts you'll forever stay.
Poetry Soup was so gifted
to have Jack Ellison as one
of their Greatest Writers.
We were so fortunate to
have him. He shared in his
last Poem he was leaving.
Please in your comments
tell Jack what he meant to
you. Goodbye my Dear friend,
Happy Trails.
My Dear....
Do you know?
How empty is our home, when you are gone?
Another evening fades, another day declines
How silent are these walls, when you're away
Even in the quiet, I feel the comfort of your presence
The mantel clock is ticking, with face that seems to mock me...
I watch the embers glow...., each room that seems to know...
The ticking sound the only song, until your arms embrace me
Do you know,.... how I miss you so?....
The night is cold
It seems to freeze the words I cannot find
I look beyond the window glass....
My eyes beseech the moon
Perhaps the moon will search the stars
for words beyond my reach
I sit alone, the night is dark
A lifeless pen in hand
Where are the words I seek?
Where do I start? How can the phrase begin?
How does one express the joy....the peace inside one's heart?
While I stumble, my foolish hesitation over choice
I have no voice...
No words.....the breath of me
Cannot find the verse
The rhythm could be no worse...
To make these words come out just right
Or have you always known?
Our love so pure, so sweetly grown
On summer days, or winter nights
No other arms could be so warm, so gentle, the place I call my own
Though I am alone, your gentleness will carry me to sleep tonight
As it has on every night
How I long to only have you home again....
Where does one find the way?
A way to say the sacred words....
So the whole world could know....
How I love you so? Come home, my love, come home....
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For Audrey's Sentimental Love Letter
Yes, I have it right here in my hands.
It thumps with joy and kindness.
It's rhythm with eternal love springs.
The colors are a lacy silver and rose gold.
With a sparkling deep ruby center,
I am so blessed to behold.
It has the scent of jasmine in bloom,
Ah, these transformative moments
my one and only love!
Holding your forever heart.
Knowing to the Romios Star,
In happy embers, one day, we shall depart!
September 15, 2019
8:10 am