Best Bequests Poems

I know you're out there
    I can hear you ... typing, rat-a-tat-tat
      I echo it, but place with intent
       each finger-step just SO
      each notion a...

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A Taste of Paradise

Passionate, moonlit nights ensconced in my beloved’s embrace,  
A feeling of exquisite pleasure … we’re totally consumed by desire’s fire. 
Restored is our faith in the enduring power of true love, 
And the gift of infinite joy it bequests to the...

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To be immune from aspersions mean and vile
May assuage our hurt feelings for awhile
But to really uphold the Golden Rule
We must also withhold words harsh and cruel—by poet

In an upside-down world
Where self-victimization
is a realization and hatred lingers, it goes nowhere
May not yet get it, and...

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I know you're out there ...
    I can hear you ... typing, rat-a-tat-tat
      I echo it, but place with intent
       each finger-step, just SO
      each notion...

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Sunrise in the morning fills the heart with glee,
a new day, a new start for you and for me.
Quote - Poet’s own
To Each Devottee

Sun raised her head in a blaze of glory
Rising from behind a picturesque tree
I stood in awe as she rose to her...

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G ifts of the heart are worth more than gold
I ronically possessions are what most behold
V isions of beauty surround us in so many forms
I nspired by grandeur should we not all be transformed
N ature bequests images that leave us spellbound
G lorious and breathtaking views...

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Spring Rebirth


Spring wakes from hibernation on warm days
     which March allows, near closure of her reign.
But, since she's fickle, wind and snow regain
     the right to visit, spread their frosty glaze.
Yet, mostly, we will see new growth...

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The Journey
 
To save the criss-cross that lay ahead,
Set in epoch the traveller throng along,
With equestrian gallantry to solve the puzzle,
In divine supplication to attain the obligation.
And thus desire to maintain direction require,
With all the might and plight that attach instill.
Like Gulliver’s travails,you avail adventure,
Permeating...

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Expectantly and nervously
I sought an empty chair.
Cousins I hadn’t seen for years
Were already gathered there.

We had come to hear the reading
Of Great Aunt Katie’s final will.
She had been left a wealthy widow 
By my mama’s Uncle Bill.

We’d heard throughout the long years
That our Uncle Bill...

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Signor Fellini

Imagine us
Respectful of your shadows
Held in suspension by your cinematic mirror

These dreams of yours      
Realized through creation’s gift
Offer such ethereal answers 
To those of us aroused 
Beyond the screen

Your genius remains omnipresent
Extended for touching by hearts and minds
Beseeching all...

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Seven was my number,
When you first gave me that gift,
The tunnel you forever fixed in my heart,
I can make you remember,
 
At home from Jean’s where I’d gone to mother play,
You thoroughly dribbled a hot stick on my entire,
A warning for me and my friends...

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A Conquest- Last line prompt





When ink of romance
subdues respect for nature,
Exploitation begins
treasures seem perpetual,

Obliterated thoughts
drop down the curtains,
Devastation knocks 
on constant failure to unveil,

A wake up call, wake up
with hunger to introspect,
Satiate this appetite
howbeit, the fancy foods,

A conquest .... 
for luscious bequests
bestowed by Him,
Instead of...

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Be not becalmed, but busy, buzzy, bustling; 
bedazzling but not bedraggled;
beloved, bewitched but be not besotted.
Be bewitching, but not belittling nor besmirching.

Begin to be -
become, belong, befriend, beseech, beget
Bewilder, befuddle, bedazzle, 
Make bequests - beguile, beseech, bestow, bequeath,
to belay fate bedeviled with
what is not to...

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Avoiding Pain? Suicide Might Help!

I don’t like to get hurt, grok this path that most walk,
so write poems for strangers (I never will meet,
verse few friends do abide short of formal requests)
that reveal mind in verse (where hearts bathe in the light
of exposure on page)....

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Does a banished beacon beckon?
But of course all beacons beckon
But only briefly if not brightly
Though never as boldly as the baritone
Before balancing bagpipes blowing ballads
But it’s got backbone and backfires
Unlike the babbling bellow of a baboon
Baffling unbelievably because it’s so beautiful
Below bitter backlash in its...

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