Best Dare To Fly Poems
High
Where
Eagles
Dare to fly
The wind is howling
Heaving against the jagged rocks.
A climber relentlessly hangs on to endurance
Skilfully persevering till eventually the top is reached, the aim achieved.
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Contest: Fibonacci
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
Placed: 6th
Moon speaks from her heart:
I watch for you every morning with sad weary eyes
after spending the night suspended in dark velvet skies.
First glimpse of dawn excites me when I see you rise.
We share a wink but I never let you hear my lonely cries.
Wish that you could offer me some kind of a sign
to make my heart gladden so it would no longer pine.
If in the sky together, how brightly we would shine,
but we are Sun and Moon, destined never to entwine.
When I am all alone my silver tears threaten to flow.
I cannot risk them falling even when the tides are low.
The stars whisper, "Oh, poor Moon, she loves him so."
In my grief and sorrow, my moonbeams lose their glow.
Sometimes it seems as if there is something you want to say.
I see it in the glint of your golden eyes when you look my way.
I'd love to hang around with you instead of always fading away,
Would it place the world in danger if I stayed with you one day?
We are two celestial bodies, but lovers we're not meant to be.
Both shine brightly from the heavens for all the world to see.
Couples fall in love when they spend the night looking up at me
but we can't share a loving embrace. It's not part of our destiny.
Sun yearns for the Moon:
Your tender words of devotion give me the courage to bestow
the same sentiments to you, dear Moon. I need to let you know
I would give up my throne in the sky just to be your beau.
Each day I wake and pass you by, my love continues to grow.
I've always wanted to tell you how much I long to be with you.
I never want to leave you lonely. You must know my love is true.
But if we dare to fly away together, the Earth will be left askew.
One night of passionate love with you will have to see us through.
Moon's desire:
To have one moment in your arms is an offer I could never decline.
Stay with me tonight, Sun, and when the stars come out and align,
we will gratefully share our long awaited desire in a love so divine.
You may burn me with your fire, but on this night we will entwine.
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February 7th, 2016 Entwine Contest by: Broken Wings
Life is short,
life is spry
like a crisp, little french fry
that gets stolen
if you fail to watch over it.
It's written in the name
of two moments
that hold hands and pass by.
On edges of death,
it startles those
who stay drunk on love
and those who dare to fly.
The brave have so much to do with life
while the meek simply wait to die;
the meek ones,
that like clockwork
tick their way to an eternal stillness.
Life, that we spend fretting
over death
hoping, we can accept with open arms
when faced with the end of it;
life, that we spend dying
everyday,
while trying not to get killed.
We hope, with love,
someday our tumblers will fill
and overflow;
while we quite often forget to give.
Like wild pigeons fluttering
with the morning light,
we try to run and rise.
Leaving poetries, songs
and stories behind;
damaging souls like ours
on rewind,
we crawl and scratch
our way through life.
When validations cease to matter
and you shut
the loud distinct chaotic chatter,
when you love
with all that passion
and with that roaring obsession
which burns within you
without the fear of losing
or dying in the static run;
you know you've learnt
to waltz with life,
with life that is spry
like a crisp, little french fry.
When pain comes like a flashing flood,
Dare to swim in it;
When pain erupts like a blasting volcano,
Dare to burn in it;
When pain blows like a whirling cyclone,
Dare to fly in it;
When pain breaks like a shaking earthquake,
Dare to stand in it;
When pain flows like a roaring tsunami,
Dare to drown in it;
When pain hurts like a searing fire,
Dare to smile in it.
01/27/19
Sweet fragrance of
cedar and pine
In the mountain you
will find
Crows and eagles who
dare to fly
Wayward into the
blue sky
The wind whispers
around each bend
Whether you incline
or steadily descend
Places never seen by
any man
or crossed over its
wide river span
High up green
carpeted meadows
grow
Only sheep or
mountain climber can
go
Valleys with foilage
so dense and thick
Traversing around
can be mighty slick
Rock formations
millions of years
old
Snow caps never melt
because of cold
Rivers that meander
and bend
Falls dropping over
cliffs face end.
Lakes come in
various shades of
blue
the ice fields have
that coloring too
Towering cliffs
that reach for the
sky
Thin air as you
climb up high.
8/6/14
Always right with me, behind my back,
The enslaved don't have hope,
I go, I read, but it stuck with my skin, with me,
The shadow ransacks behind, a nervous contour.
Always to us days conceal a pressure,
There is no ease of space on rising,
The invisible soldier squeezes hoops,
The security guard constant in a campaign.
Without knowing a tightness of steel fetters,
We live, we slide, meeting on the road,
But shadows..., shadows in a trace thoughtfully look,
Without us they aren't present, without us they a trifle, - dust on soles,
That stuck on a threshold.
"Be rich, or die, trying to become," -
The line in number Ferrari is punched,
The shadow can do everything, doesn't dare to fly only..., -
To the earth on iron chain chained.
...... Here I fly ....
Do you know why
Have no reason to stay
Going home today
Lighter than air
Not a care
Cause I dare
Yesterday lies behind
Tomorrow is out of mind
What lies ahead
The love I will be fed
Flying foward
Ever towards
Past the horizon I go
It's all I know
Past the clouds in the sky
So high
.. I fly ...
A never ending flight
Beyond sight
Like a bird flying free
How that would be
Break earth's binding tie
So high
I dare to fly
... Set free ...
What wonders I see
Flying beyond tomorrow
Towards the land of no sorrow
Towards my new home waiting
Cause I didn't spend my time hating
My soul is now free to fly
Never to die
... No reason to cry ...
My wings are just carring me home
Done is my time to roam
Past what lies behind
Cause I know what I'll find
Peace of mind
So I fly
.... Ever so high ....
TROPICAL SUMMER
Scorching Sun, Shiny Sky,
Whirling wind always dry,
Even birds dare to fly,
Here comes Tropical Summer.
Tremendous heat is trapped and caught,
Fields get cracked and yielded draught.
Burning throat and thirst fought,
Summer hits hot hammer.
Sometimes afternoon thunder storm displays,
Dense grey clouds cluster on dark veils.
Sudden shower pours large drops and hails,
soaking soil as petrichor-claimer.
Flamboyant trees glow on dazzling crimson,
Scarlet blossoms blaze on glossy silk-cotton.
Juicy fruits are summer charms to be grown,
as Noble Nature blesses farmer.
Tropical region is sunny zone.
Three months run heat-prone,
till smart Rainy Season is shown
with wet wonder of watery glamour.
07/03/16
Petrichor- weird smell of moist soil
Life is dark like a room without light,
No light passes by, all is lost, none is fine,
Just when you think all is lost a light casts out.
Bright my love with her, all was fine, but I denied.
Then my love was weak but now is strong.
Dare to fly, to tell her why I said nie.
Barely talk, like a rock.
Pray everyday just to talk.
Can't get words out, nervous day to day.
Want to talk, want to know more about you.
Please talk, please talk, beg to talk.
Nothing comes out, at times nothigns there.
If you there I wish to say "I love you"
Just to hope, just to cry everyday and night.
Wish to hold you, hug you, to kiss you,
Till the days of this world has end and beyond.
Day to day I still pray, willing to talk,
Still here ain't going anywhere, waiting for you,
My Beloved.
Sunburn
They muted us with
a poisonous smile
and political power.
Then they beheaded
our hills, massacred
trees, buried ponds…
We mistook their new
concrete buildings
for development.
They sit in the chill
of a/c rooms with
prostitutes. Venom
from their deeds’
fangs affects the
earth’s organs.
Climate malfunctions.
Embryo of rain dies
in the womb of cloud.
Sand suffers from
dehydration. These
red wild blossoms
are nature’s fury,
burning bright on
the branches. This
isn’t sunlight, but a
pyre. Life’s wings
are being burnt.
Butterflies don’t
decorate plants.
Flowers are like
breasts of silent
starving women.
Even a tough crow
doesn’t dare to fly.
A poor peasant
falls down, thrust
with sun’s arrows,
in his field of parched
dreams. Sunburn is
our annihilation’s
developmental stage.
IN DESERT
Sizzling Sun hitting hot hammer.
Me wandering weary in dry desert.
Fiery flame chokes, thirsty throat.
Sensing strong simoom in void vastness.
Sand specks swirl, drifting dust.
Rowdy raven doesn't dare to fly.
Camel carries me : Burnt, blurred sky !
05/07/23
Lines Syllables
1. 8
2. 10.
3. 7
4. 9
5. 6
6. 8
7. 8
Alliterisen contest
Second Place
By Joseph May.
(NB The character in this poem does not belong to any country but is generic.)
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The sirens howl.
I can smell the fear
I sow in the city.
My super gun can tear
Through buildings
Where innocent people
Lie huddled in despair.
I do not gloat.
My heart is ice.
I have a job to do.
I feel all powerful
like a god.
I lie flat on the roof
High on a building.
The sun is high,
Scorching unrelenting,
blinding like a furnace
grilling sweat out of me.
Yet I lie still
And watch the streets
For the hated enemy.
He'll come.
He never learns.
He too thinks
he's like a god.
One of us may be dead tonight.
Or both!
Who knows who?
Far away I see the hill tops,
where eagles dare to fly.
Below the happy pastures,
the luscious grasses tall and fine.
Sheep graze, and women watch.
I feel the desires of old.
I wake to the present.
I know my job.
Who can beat me?
They will not see me,
Nor flee from me,
They'll die at my hand.
For I fight legitimacy.
Scorching Sun in Sky.
Whirling wind goes weepy dry.
Birds don’t dare to fly.
Severe tremendous heat caught.
Fields get cracked yielding drought.
Flamboyant flowers
dazzle in bright vibrant flame,
mesmerizing eyes,
blaze to blink orange-crimson.
Scarlet blossoms on silk-cotton.
Sunny scorching show.
Summer heat hits hot hammer.
Grammar of season
is rigid and tough to learn.
Passion ignites heart to burn.
A thoughtful breeze gently caresses my wandering mind.
Sunshine hope reflects on river deep with stories to find.
Freely wind dances through the leaves of tall,strong standing trees.
Pink and yellow flowers grow wild with honey searching bees.
A deer watches and rustles in the freeness of the land.
It lets me stare at its gentle beauty I understand.
So gracefully the deer skips to another sacred place.
I smile to myself- my soul, mind, body, and heart embrace.
The bird songs I hear are just for me for a little while.
Blue sky with cotton candy dreams and stories makes me smile.
Memories within me travel a road that does not end.
This Haven Place heals broken heart pieces that need to mend.
Here I am and here I sit in a garden wild and free.
Here I am and dream of hope hugged and hope to just be.
My butterfly heart with broken wings can still dare to fly.
A feather drops from the sky and I freely laugh and cry.
Hummingbird with shiny feathers stops to enjoy this place.
Sinking sun shines its light goodbye upon my smiling face.
Firefly moments will soon appear and fill the night sky.
Stars wait for souls to make another wish as day says goodbye.
Sky Smiles
Whimsical weather wandering
Torn pieces of cloud in the sky.
Sometimes Sun shines, sometimes drizzling.
Whimsical weather wandering.
Yet drowsy Sun is still dazzling.
Scary birds do not dare to fly.
Whimsical weather wandering.
Torn pieces of cloud in the sky
Sun rays dispersed through rain droplet.
Semi-circle rainbow glistens.
Inner arch shows vivid violet
Sun rays dispersed through rain droplet
Outer bow is painted scarlet.
Leaves murmur in breeze, sky listens.
Sun rays dispersed through rain droplet.
Semi- circle rainbow glistens.
07/23/16