Best Bemuse Poems
* A collaboration with the wonderful poetess Subhadra Naryann. Please check out her heartfelt poems here on PS.
In transcendental dreams a lover's voice
seduces from beyond a distant star.
Enchanted by her song I face this choice-
to ply the void or worship from afar.
In visions of the night she sways in dance,
her eyes aflame with passion and desire.
She beckons me to join in sweet romance,
her plea the flame that sets my heart afire.
I’ve searched this world in vain to find a muse
whose sweet telepathies would never die.
The daughters of this world my heart bemuse
with tangled webs of trickery and lies.
To find her is my one and only care,
I'll need a trans warp ship to take me there
(Response)
Sweet one reposing in transient dreams,
in scintillating rhapsodies you drift.
Your fervent gaze lingers upon my schemes.
This siren's songs in euphoria lift.
Spanning cosmos across midnight blue lace,
I dance midst plumes of crystal clouds to tempt.
Will we then for eternity embrace,
or live in dread we failed this vain attempt?
My wanton plea takes flight in wings so light.
These heartfelt musings do stir the winds cold.
Star-crossed symphonies play into the night
watching wishful as mysteries unfold.
Come seek me in these vivid tomorrows.
In sparkling rainbows bury your sorrows.
Categories:
bemuse, desire, longing,
Form:
Sonnet
There's a river that twists in the mind
that I plunder and ravish with sieves,
on crusades to the summit of rhyme
where my Phoenix of tropes and schemes live.
In a war to free diction's fair Queen
where the Soldiers of Babel bemuse
and the modern day graceless regimes
are in battles to stifle my muse!
In my quest for her verse of prestige
I have traveled a nexus of words
with this Lexis of language on siege;
where the dissonant hum drum is heard!
Oh, the poise of my bayonet firm
as I pin down my thoughts in a rush!
Oh, the will of the language it squirms
as her essence of glory I brush!
She's the Queen Muse that whispers within
as she watches me battle with style,
she supplies me the yarn that I spin
as she lends me her rhythm awhile.
It's the moment her Highness is freed
that the Armies of Dissonance fall
and the sound of Perfection can bleed
in those lyrical sounds that enthrall!
Categories:
bemuse, imagination, on writing and
Form:
Rhyme
I hold my breath, impatiently
anticipating spring
and dress the sky delicately
in stars your bright eyes bring.
Spring days are flushed with love’s warm glow,
the nights untamed by sparks.
Our rhythmic dance for two bestows
full moon to light the dark.
I’ll never stammer for excuse
to ask for your soft kiss,
or with my words unkind bemuse.
Our love means more than this -
the shady oak, the rose’s bloom,
a waterfall’s cascade.
The beauty of a starling’s plume
when near you seems to fade.
Your words are all the air I breathe.
In your embrace, I’m whole;
your love’s a thousand spring blooms wreathed
around my yielding soul.
In summer, winter and in fall,
I’ll seek your rambling heart,
but with a breath of love in spring,
we’ll never be apart.
Categories:
bemuse, longing, love, spring,
Form:
Quatrain
Whispers of Light color the Night in lifeless hues
Musical Notes arrayed in soft Quotes for a muse
Filling up Lives with captivating Archives in cues
For moments of Bliss, feels like a Kiss to bemuse
Gentle Insights soften our Sights with pure truth
Creating a Peace that will never Decrease its ruth
Embracing the Heart from the very Start of our youth
Echoing Hopes, finding moral who Copes with uncouth
From the Darkness comes a Starkness that sighs
Words within a Poem, so you Show him who tries
With passions Alive, burning to Strive so they rise
Above the Pains life sometimes Gains before one dies
Faith makes one Wise in another’s Eyes detect grace
That blinds the Soul who is Whole and cannot face
The past that Casts a bitter shadow that Lasts to chase
Black thoughts Around and finally Abound in this place
Loving feelings Abide deep Inside the one who feels
Alive with Compassion that leaves you Ashen from appeals
To be Appraised by those Amazed that love like this seals
The heart with Joy which will Destroy any corrupt ideals
In Rhymes Sublime Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
November 1, 2020
Categories:
bemuse, beautiful, faith, hope, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
You are my soul's hinterland Huntress
methodical in seduction
beautiful in bashful entrapment,
capturing this man's mania for erotic offering
leading me into open fields of forbidden fantasy,
Disrobe my desire, denude my fire
that spires hot for you,
you are my naked rose
the tempt in my nose,
study me into your curious and craving eyes
steady my focus for inescapable caress,
take notes of my heart
make love to my every part,
You are my love Muse
the woman I choose
the pulse I use
a breath and skin
I savor to bemuse,
no other woman
shall shade and confuse
our loving views,
this face is yours
my tongue adores your shores
my Quill explores all your doors,
grab me needily
where the throb for your grip is thickest,
spread petals silken pinkest
lay wide your pleasure purest -
J.A.B.
Categories:
bemuse, beauty, desire, love, lust,
Form:
Romanticism
The consumate sleuth Sherlock Holmes
Hardly lacking the wit chromosomes
With the faintest of clues
To bemuse and confuse
Cracked crimes in the Welsh catacombs
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Submitted on January 27, 2019 for contest LIMERICK 3 sponsored by JOSEPH MAY - RANKED 2ND
Categories:
bemuse, celebrity, mystery, smart, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
I read other people's poetry and I wonder to myself,
Where do they conjure up their massive vocabulary?
The words I don't know, I write down; and I have quite a list.
Some of these English words, I know belong somewhere between here and Ireland, but maybe in another century, with Coleridge or Thoreau. But yet,
here we go. Betwixt, bemuse, besot, who writes like this?
I have looked up more fanciful, interestingly new words in a month than I knew existed, and I used to think I knew some words. Keep them coming, my Poetry Soup pen pals. I am fascinated, and learning a new vocabulary faster than I thought possible.
At faculty meetings people are asking, "What are you doing?" I'm looking up words, I tell them. Lots of eye rolling; these are teachers, and many, I am afraid, have not opened a book since college but you didn't hear it from me.
I'm a simple woman, not a snitch.
Categories:
bemuse, voice, woman, women, word
Form:
Free verse
In the ethereal domain
Ascended masters we revere are seen
Thus soul’s ascension seems endless
Is the clear knowing from this that we glean
We are as yet in a primitive stage
Myriad fears and desires still bemuse
Awareness stuporous, we flounder in darkness
Falling prey every time, to ego’s ruse
Of what use are scriptures, if we heed them not
All that’s asked of us is we learn to love
The path too has been clearly mapped out
Let head meld with heart, acting hand in glove
We are ignorant, knowing not who we are
We’re fearful to let go of lower mind
Tragic it is, we know not we’re living light
To glory of our soul, we remain blind
22-July-2022
Categories:
bemuse, mystery, spiritual,
Form:
Quatrain
A fledgling reporter discovered the story of a lifetime
Tim O’Hara came upon an alien aircraft that had crashed
He took pity on the sole survivor who’d committed no crime
Helping him out of the strange orb that in a barren desert smashed
Tim brought the alien home but his identity concealed
Suddenly living with a bachelor, Uncle Martin was his nickname
For four years we laughed as Martin’s odd behavior was revealed
Tim came to love his new “uncle,” realizing this was no con game
Martin, you see, had been blessed with more than telekinesis
His antennae kept emitting radio station songs and news
To hide them, Martin donned a hat that caused antennae creases
And the scope of human behavior Uncle Martin did bemuse
Bill Bixby and Ray Walton quickly stole my heart away
And as a child I could barely wait for the next episode
Perhaps my favorite show explains the feelings I have today
Belief in life on other planets to this TV show I owed
For Michael's "Rhyme Me an Old TV Show" contest
TV Show: "My Favorite Martian"
By Carolyn Devonshire, January 11, 2012
* "My Favorite Martian" was an American television sitcom that aired on CBS from 1963 to 1966. The show starred Ray Walston as Uncle Martin (the Martian) and Bill Bixby as Tim O'Hara (a reporter).
Categories:
bemuse, nostalgia, space,
Form:
Rhyme
Tyrants of the Ruling Sun
Let the universe swallow my slaving soul
As the sorrows surround the sinking shoal
The light lingers before it falls on my face
Edacious echoes engulfed will embrace
Sisyphean stars of sadness will defuse
The barbarians of Babylon will bemuse
Silent screams slumber in nomadic night
As the dogmas of deceit deluge in delight
Wandering waves of woe thru the mist
The blackness bereaves with a feudal fist
Apparitions appease the malefic mind
Idolatrous illusions a cancerous confined
The red moon menstruates the mirthful
A lunatic laughter of the hidden hurtful
Dimensional demons deft in their defend
In impeccant infinity’s imperious amend.
March.24.2018
Alliteration poem
Sponsored by: Silent One
Categories:
bemuse, depression, heartbreak, loneliness,
Form:
Alliteration
I’m not a Teenager,
I’m Human,
Sometimes,
Parents think I’m an alien,
Strange language,
Textual misdemeanours,
Designed to confuse, bemuse,
Abhorrent behaviour,
Perpetual beautification,
It’s just a phase.
Maybe.
Categories:
bemuse, child, childhood, children, i
Form:
With random movements but organized steps
the Universe shimmers like a diva,
caped with luminescent wings,
as, unexcelled,
she soars through the spotlight brilliance
of her own production.
She is the stars
and lights the stage
yet provides a level of mystery
and noir matter to her performance
that manages to bemuse her reviewers.
Eluding description, much less review,
her choreography, based on
simple laws of gravitation,
achieves complexity with spin and grouping.
As patterns emerge
in this cosmic kaleidoscope,
the already spectacular e x p a n d s
with impossible speed
into the unknowable infinite.
Ensembles troupe across the stage of space.
Whole galaxies dance and merge in embrace.
Categories:
bemuse, nature, universe,
Form:
Free verse
poisoned pawn
temptation
look again
fears bemuse
desires spike
fearsome storm
mindful eye
tranquil heart
is immune
28-January-2023
Tricube
Categories:
bemuse, desire, fear, spiritual,
Form:
Other
Troubled as to what I'll choose
something which will bemuse
the man who has it all
This is not an easy task
it's an even more strenuous ask
that the present he shall receive
will find a smile or joyous laugh
Happens every year, selecting
something that may cheer
Bringing sparkle to his eyes
a genuine smile from ear to ear
In retrospect, this dazzling effect
can be achieved I do believe
by drinking good old fashioned beer
Maybe a quiet meal for two,
for our love is old, old and true
Counting our blessings
that we are still here,
to celebrate this special time of year
Oh, I'm sure we'll have a ball
Together forever
The best present of them all
Categories:
bemuse, age, anniversary, funny, funny
Form:
Rhyme
With skin as smooth as porcelain
Responsive to my touch
I bask in your heady scent
My desire for you is such
That I cannot resist you
My senses you bemuse
Even when you're in a crowd
It's still you that I choose
I long to see you naked
When our foreplay has begun
And savor your sweet body
Banana anyone??
Categories:
bemuse, happiness, passion,
Form:
Rhyme