Best Consumate Poems
Indigenous feel of peaceful love Interferencing touch of skin
There has been no where better I have been
So empowered , clean , free
Often like Im at ease , drinking a tea ,
With stream ,
Although a dream It may seem
Weightlessly I can consumate
a lot more tonnage
At lifes pondurousness ,
Positive evoke , Energy we soak ,
Life comes on a stroke , but we stroke ...
So much left to unlock .
Potential in the abnormality , we catch stars with dignity ,
As one comes as one goes
Fly Away.. the crows
Come over , our doves
Closer together , the line draws
the hole hollows
Heart follows
Sweet marshmellows
and melons
We're here in the comfort
in the fort of love
Rozalia P. XS
Categories:
consumate, art, feelings, for him,
Form:
Free verse
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:
consumate, celebrity, mystery, smart, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
A wedding ring and locket
Were the only things inside
Two pictures in the locket
Of a husband and his bride
Trembling hands replaced the gold
And re-tied all the strings
Everyone felt guilty
As they viewed these precious things
The second box held letters
Written by a soldiers hand
Post-marked 1995
From a distant desert land
Also there, another note
From U.S. government
Expressing deepest sorrow
And concern for her lament
Everyone now understood
How Marys life was frayed
Her only son was lost to war
And husband passed away
Two tiny little boxes
Were her only claim to life
The consumate devotion
Of a mother and a wife
When there was nothing left to have
That's when she came to stay
Enjoying every hour there
Until she passed away
So pray for Mary in your thoughts
And know she's not alone
She's bathed in precious glory
As she's finally made it home
Rockman
Categories:
consumate, caregivinghusband, husband,
Form:
Rhyme
Irrelevant anomaly?
individual autonomy
Irreverent reality
(consumate depravity)
Continuing disparity
divisive inhumanity
Nhilist demographics
insidiously tragic...
Categories:
consumate, hope
Form:
Couplet
I have you in my sights, my handsome prey
each move you make, I know them all by heart
the time's not right, and so I let you play
but soon I'll bind you up, never to part
Though you don't know it yet, you're mine to keep
Mine to possess, mine to manipulate
obsession fueled, my craving runs so deep
Reality with dreams I'll consumate
You'll come to love the confines of my arms
enshrined within my walls is satin bliss
At last, you'll notice all my hidden charms
And taste the sweetness of forbidden kiss
For now, you texts and calls, I'll read and hear
each code and every password I will hack
I'll lie in shadows, waiting till you're near
and then you'll find yourself under attack
Give in and then give up all else but me
you have no need for others; hush your voice
I will remove the blindfold; look and see
Though captive now, you'll soon love me by choice
Eileen Manassian
Late for the stalker contest, but I was inspired
Categories:
consumate, psychological,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Did Shakespeare ever fall in love?
A rose by any other name would
stink as sweet!
What would Y'eshua say if indeed
Magdalene was his favorite disciple?
What miracles would he impress her
with
So as to savor her forbidden apple?
O woman!
Is that why god made you last of all
nature's enviable beauty?
If before he said let there be light
You were the first thing his devine
eyes saw
I bet creation would have been a
different theory altogether.
If love at first sight was a figure of
speech
Then I swear I love you like a
metaphor
And your smile is a typo
They meant to say a simile
I will kiss your face like a blank page
And my lips will be the tip of my
pencil
Drawing drooling hieroglyphs like
the hand of god
Inscribing Ten Commandments of
Love
On the tablets of your breasts
Because my name is Moses
A stammerer on a voyage to save a
lonely soul
From the shackles of cynicism
On love affairs.
I would love to laugh while making
rough love to you
On the dark floor of my solitude cell
Where torn pages of amatuerish
poems lay as a carpet
Because you are my words:
Maybe your face is the sky
And your eyes are the stars
Maybe your laughter is a symphony
Of a million harps from a million
virgin angels
I have written about love a million
times
And still you remain elusive
A mystery
Are you an acrostic;
So each letter tells your tale?
Maybe a couplet or limerick?
Are you a sonnet? Or a ballad? Or a
metre without a rhyme?
Maybe you are a mere syllable I
mumble at every sudden ******.
Your body is a symmetry of regular
ryhthm
Consumate from five to seven
And back to five
Haiku:
Japanese poets should build a
pedestal for you
And all lustful lads
Should come and slink the slank at
your feet
Indeed lady,
Your gait and pride and smell of
shaven armpits and eyeballs might
make a eunuch have an ********
And that to me
Is amorous injustice!
Tell me,
What can a scribe do?
When all I write about is human
weakness
And wickedness?
When writing to me is an escape
from adjectives I can't utter over a
cup of coffee?
To me,
The strand of your hair alone
Deserves atleast umpteenth stanzas
of praise
A prerequisite.
If I say I love you
Will you giggle at my palpability?
Why bore you with parables
When all you yearn for is a touch
And forever?
I will say no more.
Categories:
consumate, love
Form:
Blank verse
I have wandered into a human stew of inopportunity, as my marriage/love/parental life have all come to an abrupt closure, noncompliance and final withdrawal from any real meaning. Am I dead yet? Not necessarily, but it seems that entity is not so remotely absent from my thoughts, as it once was given the supposed social tenure of our powers to control our nature, so now it seems "stupid" to even begin to engage a strategy, plan, answer to reclaim that "Lost Horizon" that will put me, us back into a Nirvanal state of eloquent bliss so aptly stated in the substantive, ****, vows we still take when we engage, marry, obligate, consumate, consecrate, and you know the rest. Grandchildren as quickly as possible. Forget the "Happy Couple" and all of their existance desires/wants/needs. Thank u socialization/domestication for ruining the fertile pastures of real love and affection. Feed the economy, we need workers/bosses, CEO's, sell, buy everything, produce, produce and produce. Keep us ever informed with all the trinkets which keep us isloated, unemotional and spur inhumanity to all that terse that tricky transient torment of T-U-V-W-X-Y-Z bytes, or in whatever compuscale u eat, that only serves to further the noncommunication life of our species. I only exist within myself in this space. Are my thoughts my own or just a reflection of what I receive? Do I exist? When I answer, am I being true or is it a stated recording of past sequences that are familiar in a patterened sense of my former being? My salience, remorse, continued presence upon this Earth is at best questionable? Meaningless? For me, the current standards of being have become to contentious; the stupidity, too overwhelming; the ignorance, too unbearable; the incompetence/divisiveness/poor judgement/antiquated/uneducated thinking/acting/feeling, our illustrious president, his supporters, henchmen, cronies, nepotism, DFA and their anything-but-a proactive approach to problem solving for the benefit of us all, leaves me in a lackluster quandry of whether, "To Be Or Not To Be? Believe me baby, that is MY question! My God, and I am not a religious person, but in the fin al analysis, you will reap what you sow!!!!!!!!! And I will laugh. I like "mushrooms" with my atomic grilled steak. No waiting.
Categories:
consumate, crazy, death, family, goodbye,
Form:
Elegy
Love lies languishing
In a state of remorse
Attention is given
As death takes its course
Tears drain the eyes
At the sight of my friend
My heart is breaking
While watching the end
A shroud of sadness
Blankets my soul
Knowing that soon
I'll be digging a hole
Memories of past
Are sadly recalled
The way that he'd run
And chase for his ball
A tail that would curl
And happily wag
Now lies dormant
With sad eyes that sag
The vet can do nothing
As age takes its toll
Just give him comfort
Is what I am told
So he sleeps at my feet
My consumate friend
I'll love him forever
Even after the end
Rockman
His name is Cow. I let him out a little while ago but I don't know if he'll be coming
back in. :-(
1:20 am 6/23/2011
Update: I carried him in at 2:50 am. He died at 3:01 am. I burried him in the early morning light of the 23rd.
Goodbye my friend.
He actually died from the Parvo virus. It's a quick killer and nothing can be done when they get it. Get your pets vaccinated and keep up with them.
The book is closed.
Categories:
consumate, sad
Form:
Rhyme
More of Horn Horrendous Haiku
new account create
we found success in our fate
and then celebrate
had been incumbent
of entire government
not sure what they meant
while we had been cursed
scenario which was worst
like a bubble burst
after hard had tried
always let God be my guide
He kept me in stride
errors in report
what we did as last resort
mission would abort
what we always dred
had raised interest rate by fed
stopped using club med
cleaning section meet
and again we may repeat
wipe off toilet seat
they could quarantine
best for people always mean
betwixt and between
chickens re raising
large egg production praising
really amazing
must try to relate
After we will immigrate
then did consumate
would try to elude
while we had been very crude
being in the nude
quiet with no sound
was agony all around
fear there we had found
money may be cheap
up stock market prices creep
counted some more sheep
we then took a tour
merrimack and monitor
loved each one for sure
Jim Horn
Categories:
consumate, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Haiku
One step forwards two steps back
Life deals me a king it turns to a jack
Seems since i was born i was destined to fail
Im the consumate dog chasing its tail
But ill plod on and do it by the letter
The law of averages predicts its got to get better......hasnt it ?
Categories:
consumate, inspirational
Form:
Rhyme
The prescence of aspects in common,
a reminder of a consumate manner,
scattered as images.This cultivated
taste,real never reverential prompted
by inner signals,with obesessions
ever reflective of mood and feeling.
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Categories:
consumate, analogy, life,
Form:
Prose
Like the Turtles, our happiness shared when getting together
bitterness of winter shed, our love radiated hot weather
hand in hand, we thought forever, you made me feel so grand
the smile on your face, the glow of my heart
while it raced, it hurt to be apart
Cupid had got us with a dart!
With a passion burning hotter than molten steel
fell for each other, head over heels
with a momentum quicker than rolling wheels
This, is how love truly madly feels.
In your company, life was a breeze
leaping over mountains with consumate ease
these chains around my heart, you alone held the keys
to bring you joy, I would have done, anything to please.
Our live's moulded around each other
the twisted entaglement of a serious lover
cease the search, don't want another.
Quite often, we had a blast
if only we could have made it last,
we rocked each others lives
and buzzed louder than beehives
the good times we did thrive
The ties that bind and the webs we weave
sadness tore my heart, when I had to leave
for all felt dead and it was time to grieve
lots of tears on my jumper sleeve.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Categories:
consumate, angst, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme
If memories are indeed golden..
Then I yearn to keep the dreams alive.
It is a passion swelling within my heart..
Surrounding my Life with that special glow.
With a sweep of my hand, it was born of a spark..
Soon to erupt into a flame so intense,
that it would not easily die..
At Last simmering to a warm kindle..
I aim to push through the hazy smoke in time
to see without a doubt, my faith has returned
to me.. Vanquishing all my worldly worries..
I Lift my eyes as splendid witness and bend my
ear to hear others cries...
I ask, how did I ever Lose my way?
Can i be forgiven and returned back
into the fold?
Will I be denied entry for each and
every transgression I am guilty of?
Suddenly and without warning, I am awash with
an inner peace, and the consumate knowledge
that matters not your place in this world
what Leaves an endearing imprint...
But rather unselfish deeds, gracious kindness,
and abundant joy offered up untarnished...
Categories:
consumate, life, uplifting, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
I dream of giving an Elvis concert,
To learn his popular songs.
Stand on the stage and sing,
"Wise man say" or "Are you lonesome tonight".
These are my favorite songs,
The day I sang to the dinning-hall friends.
There are many more good songs,
That I have to remember.
When they heard me they applauded,
And seemed to enjoy that.
He is my favorite performer,
He acts and sings, a great performer of the century.
I am a real fan of his acting and songs,
When you leave his performance.
You will wish to hear more,
He is a consumate actor and performer.
He leaves you begging for more,
A brilliant man on stage and screen.
The Elvis competition in Collingwood,
A musical career awaits, a movie career next.
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz
Categories:
consumate, appreciation, blessing, friend, god,
Form:
Free verse
Orison
We all sinners since we are beginners,
Regardless the forbidden fruit filled the stomachs of our ancestors.
He believes in us, but do we believe in him?
Feeding on negativity thus not anticipating the results to be positive,
Praying for miracles, expecting mythical gods to consumate what we polluted.
I hope redemption through salvation remains on the cards.
Dark, dreadful, dead-pan is the society we breath on.
Freedom through the consensus with a sphnyx, please forgive us we are simply victims of life....
Amen!
Categories:
consumate, america, paradise, strength, world,
Form:
Free verse