Best Dazzle Poems
ANESTHESIA DRIFT
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from sterile walls to cosmic, endless night
soul untethered, my body slipping out of sight
stars ignited darkness with their ancient light
released at last from gravity’s embrace,
beyond pale blue dot, another time and place.
and in that void, so vast and strangely deep,
where the universe its secrets it doth keep.
found a peace where weary spirits sleep.
no pain remained, no fear, no earthly care
and pinpricks bright, suspended in the air.
I swam in darkness, bathed in silver light,
distant suns, like diamonds, scattered bright
each twinkling spark, a universe in sight
I drifted then, a soul set free to roam
into the cosmic ocean, starlit dome.
constellations danced in cosmic grace,
pirouettes of wonder in this majestic place,
diamond points of light in an embrace
but deep within this velvet vacuity,
a pulse grew—luminous, soulful acuity.
among the diamond dust of ancient light,
sudden—sparks not grand, not bright
brought an expected, everlasting insight.
and from that void, a truth began to bloom:
that even dark can be in a radiant room.
cosmic duality
no designed gem creation
gathers my stunned elation like earth's jangling flirtation
of dazzling rain drops forming on a green leaf foundation -
a pertly dancing sensation
garners my soul's ovation
Driving home is a relaxing ride
when pretty lights dazzle on those New York's deserted streets
and more than the bright moon illuminating sidewalks with trees,
they can easily enchant anyone!
Who has noticed, at dusk, how stillness
invades a city that earlier was too noisy?
Somehow, we must have awareness
of what is going on around us; isn't it dilly
to let a peaceful feeling take you on the quite road?
Drive and enjoy the awesome view, release the load!
When pretty lights dazzle on New York's avenues and boulevards,
admire the beautiful images that shadows can't obliterate,
watch them closer: see a purple sky vanishing behind clouds;
sit on a bench, be that poet who writes words that fascinate!
Entered in nette oncloud's contest,
" Street Lights "
Written by Andrew Crisci on 10/7/2014
There isn’t a road that shan’t have music
So, my fiddle is played with skipping
The musical notes surround my steps
There's celebration in dancing
A rhytmaical mode of partaking
Down the untravelled paths, singing and playing
Everywhere, and all places ventured
Tooting a rhythmic razzle-dazzle
And this is the best way travelled
By night listen to the rhythm and blues
Sleeping under stars and The Moon
Razzle-Dazzle ©8/12/15 Bonnie Jennings
An observer would ask quietly,
Why do we write poetry?
We use illusion, in words to dazzle,
Our muse flows words, no hassles,
Each poem a fragment of society,
Writers always luminaries,
Beacons of a torch, to dazzle,
We scribble each verse, no hassles........
Morning light
Gloom disintegrates;
Sun shines cheer
Old man ponders
By giant rubber tree;
Mental exercise
Saturday newspapers
Newsy explorations;
Second hand images
Food court menu
This and that and this;
Choosy choices
Look past anger
To familiar ties;
Forgive not forget
There is a storm
Across the skyline;
Weather forecast
Rain comes
Sudden wetness;
Lightning flashes
By and by
We sit here;
Waiting something
Twin hearts gaze
Quiet companions;
On this park bench
One by one
People pass;
Curious looks
Leon Enriquez
11 May 2014
Singapore
master of gibberish lines of metaphor
acclaim and awards from the poetry corp
coffee house pied piper
study and decipher
dazzle with brilliance or baffle galore
Saturday tour
Fine arts exhibits;
Innovative textures
Meeting here
With art and buffet;
Small talk punctuates
Look deeply now
So much passion;
Well-endowed
Faces in the crowd
I seek you;
Finder's keepers
Now I can see
Your beauty smile;
My heart swells
Surge of rush
Adrenaline flood;
Fight or flight
Listen now
My lover speaks;
Heart to heart
I grow old
Older than time;
Ageless spirit
From booth to booth
We explore beauty;
Facets of delight
Small talk,
Chit-chat waters;
Big deal in small things
Leon Enriquez
12 May 2014
Singapore
a dazzle of zebras
bend to the water
mirror upon mirror
any delivery kind
seekers great find
What sorcery is afoot in the woods on this October night?
I stir a few embers, and relight myself
The humans asleep or dead, I don’t care which
I am alive, a fire phoenix, replenishing my absoluteness
An owl hoots a warning, trying to wake them up
I begin to dance, as warmth spreads throughout my timbers
Sure, you thought I was dead, but surprise.
I am replenishing myself, understanding no one else will
Sparks! A joy overtakes me as hope and optimism arrive
A flash of yellow, on her way to becoming full out red.
A flame. I scream with happy pops and smacks.
Bam! I am once again a full blown blaze.
Why do these campers never put me out completely?
Do I care? I am leaping, lunging, laughing, loving myself.
My yellows and oranges are dazzling the entire forest.
My flame shadows light up the tents of the sleeping.
I am mystical, magical, ethereal, an alchemist, a sorcerer.
How will they react when they realize I have again
Forsaken them, and burned up another forest thanks to them?
I am impassioned, alive, a full blown pyromaniac of a fire!
Danced down
The yellow brick road,
Searching for promises
Made and kept.
C. Alvez
RAZZLE—DAZZLE ROSE
Cherubic piping of baker’s icing,
Rose petals: pink, yellow, orange, purple.
Satisfies iris of my inner soul.
Panache yellow, flickers, flashes mine eyes.
Tangerine tropical juice primly squeezed.
With romantic swoosh, kissed, by pink pursed lips.
Light stroke of purple blend from Kincaid’s brush.
This hypnotic beauty, a prized dayspring.
The sun spots bedazzle in xanthous light.
Razzle-dazzle of Victorian vine.
Behind Belle’s ear, the beast falls to his knees,
pleading for his life or death. The regale
from Eden’s garden at peak perfection.
4/19/2018
Destinies Dazzle,
Do Does, Does, Work Deem!
Destinies Dazzle,
Do Feat, Drum, .... Doubling!
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Rushes On Upon God's Sunlight, .... Destiney!
Now remembered for just one thing
Other topics made his bell ring
As music made his heart sing-
He saw life as a chance to shine
This poet,playwright..libertine
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