Best Blistery Poems
The dawning of love
You whispered your secrets
on breezes of starlight
of moonbeam collections
in night sky desire
Those twinkling phrases
beyond the horizon
which once held the sunset
in blistery fire
Beneath every pine tree
found evergreen wishes
with snow dressing branches
long winters to show
And springtime petunias
bloom fresh for the season
soft feathery visions
you want me to know
That here as we’re lying
this hillside of splendor
while counting the diamonds
a’ shine up above
Each sunrise of morning
a new days beginning
asleep in my arms is
the dawning of love
Good night Soupers
Thank you to everyone who has been so very kind to me
Categories:
blistery, love, night,
Form:
Rhyme
Written: July 06, 2023
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In midnight darkness, a smart spherical roll
Its treks into clouds as ships over hidden shoals.
Wandering hearts strive for their final day.
Hide-and-seek with woodland dwellers play.
To embrace a lover's chin, a lack of mystery
You sparkle and vanish as promises blistery.
Then depart until your eyes tear up.
Ink-splattered sheets won't dry in the cup.
So, any time of the day, retain a sunny face.
A scentless heart's scent is spared by grace.
Your curved grin is burned into my soul.
I cannot claim uniqueness or be whole.
So as to achieve discover a covert bearing.
And seize the place of daydreaming.
Whisperings of the moonlight dance
Reverberate over the vast, dark glance.
In the depths of night, secrets unfold.
As the clever sphere of silver and gold
Through midnight shadow, it rolls and glides.
Guided by unseen hands, it silently abides.
Such ships through hidden shoals, navigates,
Through the vast unknown, it patiently waits.
They crave a love that is pure and true.
A link that will bestow spirits to renew.
In a game of hide-and-seek, the moon does play,
As forest members peek in the moonlight sway.
They watch as it dances, casting its spell.
Enchanting all who dare to dwell.
A wishful lost mystique, in the moon's embrace,
Longing for a touch, a lover's grace.
But the moon is elusive, a fleeting dream.
Such as promises that vanish, it seems.
It glows and then disappears from sight.
Leaving behind a tear, glistening in the night.
Too late to dry a page where ink stains smear,
The moon's presence lingers, a memory so dear.
Even in the daylight, its beauty remains.
A reminder of the love that forever sustains
But the brightness of the sun cannot allay
The ache in a heart that's scentless in decay
Categories:
blistery, analogy, appreciation, beautiful, crush,
Form:
Rhyme
California
Sunny, warm
Swimming, boating, sunning
Sky, airplane, ocean, seashells
Skiing, sledding, snowball throwing
Cold, blistery
New York City
Categories:
blistery, beach, nature, new york,
Form:
Diamante
Galactic curls in spirals swirl, entwining twisted mystery,
where time unrolls in blackened holes, no longer bright and blistery,
but writ like runes on starry dunes enclosed in cosmic history
Galactic dust, from novas' gusts, congesting empty spaces
once fatefully flung beyond the tongue of burnt out astral traces,
may recompress and coalesce in distant times and places
Galactic dwarves, like ancient wharves with silent planets mooring
yet still in spin though long done in, hide flares no longer soaring -
magnetic webs of eons ebb, in thermal fusion roaring
Galactic tides warp space divides, call forth sublime creation
while bending clocks in rippled shocks, unfolding time dilation
that seems to crown the flowing gown of pulsars' pulsed gyration
Galactic stew, a seething brew, midst background noise and chatter
like Chaos reigns, the sole remains of missing antimatter,
with just a trace to form a space-time, curved or somewhat flatter
Galactic glue holds something new: dark energy and matter
that interacts and counteracts the ancient Big Bang splatter:
a cosmic soup of strings and loops, a universal batter
Galactic life's replete and rife 'neath lactic milky wafer,
though solar gales leave unseen trails of cosmic rays, the strafer;
but nonetheless, one must confess, it seems there's nowhere safer
Submitted 21 Aug. 2016
Categories:
blistery, science,
Form:
Rhyme
In English class I saw her sitting there,
this gorgeous girl of mystery.
With eyes of green and silky golden hair;
the sparks between us blistery.
This lovely lady that I want to know;
I walk up to her and I say “Hello,”
and all the rest is history…
June 22, 2018
Contest: Seven Lines of Romantic Heaven
Sponsor: Silent One
Categories:
blistery, first love, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Glittering snow globes
Pine-scented wreaths
Winds from the North Pole
Blowing a breeze
Candy cane lanes
And beautiful sights
Gather on earth
On this magical night
Snow-covered needles
Blistery branches
Frost-painted windows
Icy-cold benches
Icicles hanging from trees formed like tears
Tunes serenade from far
And are whistling near
This time presents some magnificent scenes
Everything's festive and calm and serene
This season is special and brings joy and peace
It is the prominent and most blessed feast
Categories:
blistery, appreciation, christmas, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
A- My Letter- Aye
Why- Y? No- A
This first letter of the Alphabet
Seems so simple, yet so complex
Explains my brains, history and mystery
Some makes sense, same profound, some slippery,
some confused and, At times blistery
A- My name. Aquarius – my sign, no shame
I live in Awe of Antiquity – add a small Army to my Acclaim
I claim no fame- just the American way.
Awe in so many things- simple praise to the “A”-
May I start with Ale and Apes- not together mind you
Ale was my way- red or blonde- I'd pack it away
Apes were my salvation from Ale- to Ax my Aloof decay-
Animals became my Attraction
my Abstract Ambition to Ardent – AGAPE-
Alumni to personal escape-
Ankh was a chosen forever symbol for Avenging Ambition
Of Allegiance and Appreciation
An Absentminded Argument for my own Awe
Defending it was a guffaw.
A stronghold of an Ablazed Angels Amour-
Belief's Anchored Ardor.
Art Aspired from hundred of Acres of Aquatic life
Appreciated by husband and wife
Acoustic strings ring in the night
Alight passions of two Aquarians hearts, desire
and playful sprites.
Categories:
blistery, on writing and words,
Form:
Free verse
"Breaking the Lonely Rewind"
Hysteria ensues a small death
on a funeral pyre pushed
into a sealed and soiled
heart shaped box sunk
to swallow stone tears
reversing reflections
in the coldest mirrors
Tsunami waves flood
all that was green
On the breaking shores
there the Lonely Rewind
is floating amidst The Shallows
resurfaced, cracked open and laid bare
her black treasures
boiling over inky interior
spilt darkly the soul
now sharp and split in two
a gift from the damned
walking out into the blistery wind
where sourness all around
whispers a soft war
of unclaimed, unwanted
forgotten voices,
The Lost and Lonely,
way past the end of their world,
where heartbreak is spurned
resurrect into burning birds
from the cold veined inferno,
The Silent Ocean of Reprieve
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
"When I Was Older"/Billie Eilish
https://youtu.be/HSCREQjxPHE
Lyrics:
https://genius.com/Billie-eilish-when-i-was-older-lyrics
"In order to rise from its own ashes, a phoenix first must burn." Butler
"She told me she’d be a phoenix.” The image of the mythical creature rising from the ashes glitters in my mind. “They don’t really exist.” “She said that depends on whether or not there’s someone who can see them." Picoult
"One does not need to be against womens suffrage," the London Times editorialized in 1908, "to see that some of the more violent partisans of that cause are suffering from hysteria. We use the word not with any scientific precision, but because it is the name most commonly given to a kind of enthusiasm that has degenerated into habitual nervous excitement."' Gilman
"Lady Lazarus", Plath
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49000/lady-lazarus
Categories:
blistery, imagery, muse, poets, psychological,
Form:
Free verse
As the sounds of war loudly roar
The thoughts of Freedom began to soar
For on that day of infamy
It changed the course of history
They didn’t ask to be attacked
But patriotism became a well know fact
With Peril Harbor still fresh on their minds
Young and old stood in long enlistment lines
So off to war these soldiers gladly went
To distant lands where they were sent
In Europe where the German’s raged
Eisenhower began to set the stage
Just before the breaking of the dawn
The seas were cold and breaking strong
Below the deck of the great Samuel Carroll battleships
A solemn prayer came from humble soldier’s lips
For On this cold and blistery June D-day
What unknown adventures, what grievous price to pay
They cleaned their rifles, down below
To France’s land where they should go
On this day, upon those treacherous shores
To battle them who start the wars
They came of every race the mingled swarm
In proud defiance to withstand a deadly storm
Americas' hero’s shown in pristine glory
And to write Freedom's worthy story
For on these shores and lapping waves
Came the spirits of America’s brave
Some gains were made at heavy human cost
The price is high, but not, if Freedom’s lost
These soldiers’ knew not if they would survive the day
Their prayerful thoughts of loved one’s far away
Up and down this cursed blood filled coast;
Two-thousand lifeless bodies gave the most
They paid the price for freedoms sake
With salt tears, let us not their sacrifice forsake.
Categories:
blistery, conflict, courage, freedom, hero,
Form:
Rhyme
Remember December, it's dead and gone
Gonna be cold and blistery from this day on
Fooled ya huh
Got used to that stuff
Well news bulletin, it's winter's same old song
© Jack Ellison 2016
Categories:
blistery, memory,
Form:
Limerick
He sought all the mystery
As well as the blistery
With some of the grim
And the not-so-prim
In the city's ironic history
A story he would perceive
Seldom easy to believe
But always would back up
What came from the Cup
Of Cornucopia he would weave
He would oft-times humor
An unconfirmed rumor
Then blow it away
When he would say
A quip of his humor
Categories:
blistery, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
Vapour’s breath disappears into silent moonlight
Past pearl white teeth.
Chilled -
Air frozen with fear and awe, hush -
Branches slow their clapping and bend to listen
As paws crunch into an icy clearing.
Still -
Icicles fall in a symphony of crystal wonder
Her eyes a dusty grey, as glass
Peer through the sleeping timber wood.
A blistery silence breaks -
Her aerie howl
Lifts into a sparkling midnight sky.
A gust of bitter wind blows across the snowy mantle
Lifting her haunting call in a spiral of wintry glitter.
She slips back into frosty shadows
Between pillars of seclusion.
No trace -
Except a set of prints.
Categories:
blistery, animals, mystery, nature, seasons,
Form:
Romanticism
10/7/12
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There is a multitude around the world preparing for God’s Kingdom
And there is one dark enmity preparing as well
Combatting this powerful being’s influence and persistence
Is like going against a strong ocean current during a blistery storm
Satan the devil has blinded the world
How then can we help others see the light?
God reveals through the Word something unsettling
He reveals that there will be many readily embracing
The very enemy himself
Be aware of the darkness and its devices that destruct
Many will fail to realize who is the hero
Turning to the very one that will tear them apart
There will be baggage in the millennium
The multitude will have the authority to teach
To take away the blinds from the clouded, deceived eyes
Of billions
We continue on now
We take action now
For the sake of all of those now and onwards
*inspired by John Goodwin*
Categories:
blistery, angst, depression, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Day-248 “Winter’s Wrath”
From out of the north
The cold winds blew
Hell’s inferno turned blistery cold
The Devil himself all
Bundled in ice coated steel;
His snarly, crackling laughter
Piercing the barren air.
His staff, a brazened fork,
Pierced all who ventured out
Searing holes in sockless shoes.
His razor sharp eyes
Turned pathways glazed
To monstrous graves.
Eternity could not be worse
This inferno from the north.
From out of the south
The warm winds came.
Across the Heavens,
In a chariot of golden sun rays
Pulled by a hundred whited steeds
Apollo took aim.
Over the plains they clashed;
Spears and swords took many a soul
White sheets covered the deadly fields.
The north wind hissed.
The south wind kissed.
Apollo cried out
“My blood runs hot
Forsake me not.”
From his scabbard a diamond blade flew
Cutting the breath of that mighty
South bound wind.
He ripped the armor
From the Devil’s redden skin
And turned it to dust; then
Took that angry man’s staff and threw
It to the sea.
With that the skies began to calm
And the wind turned warm.
Above the plains
In the setting sun
Selene stood proud.
As she glazed the sea
With an orangish glow
A smile on her face
For Apollo her man,
Boreas he tamed.
Lon 2/16/2021 #351
Categories:
blistery, cool, evil, mythology, weather,
Form:
Free verse
the sun shines brightly
on a cold, blistery day
loving the feeling!
Categories:
blistery, beautiful, sunshine, winter,
Form:
Haiku