Best Dazzles Poems
In depth of woods how autumn dazzles, swirling beauty of ornate décor,
Waltzing with ochre hickory, birch; whirling flaxen moods of sycamore,
Gracing my view upon blazing foothills, where vistas gamboge scroll,
Bedecking maples, swaying rhythms, with fiery red of shimmying knoll.
Zephyrs of west rustle demeanor of black tupelo, fluttering leaves gold,
Glistening burnt orange of sugar maple, revelers in sundown behold,
As remnants of gilded twilight beams, glimmer in purpled afterglow,
Weaving motifs of fall in tapestries idyllic, of blushing eventide aglow.
Autumn’s grandeur glows, as crisp frost gleams, mellowing overcast days,
Where gelid winds shudder trees, foretelling imminent wintry malaise,
Meandering with leaves falling gently; carpeting dyed, chromatic meadows,
As the arena of fall’s resplendent show, shimmers in elongated shadows.
Harvest Moon enamors sights, appealing to fervor of romantic glance,
Enthralled watching dance of stars, attuned to tenor of cosmic expanse,
Gliding over a charming night, wooing souls glued to autumn’s ruby fire,
Flaunting pizazz panoramic~ a farewell of fall-splendor, in cerise attire.
Turning life’s pages of albums, treasured memories rekindle seasons past,
Thankful for the abundance of goodwill~ heavenly blessings destiny cast;
As conversations savor aroma of pumpkin pies; buttery, nutty, apple tarts,
Spending time with family, friends; exchanging missives of kindred hearts.
Categories:
dazzles, autumn,
Form:
Rhyme
Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morning
And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold beams
As sparrows dance and hummingbirds sing
Amble in my shadows on blue river’s prairies.
Tell me treacly secrets of whispering winds
Befriending sweet nectar on butterfly wings
When you hear me in lyrics of heartbeats
And sing me the hymns, in verses of dreams.
When twilight paints blush of the evening
Flirting with tangerine sunset on skyline pink
Sprinkling gold-dust on pulsating ripples
Show me the amber sun dipping in water.
Watching the night sky in symphony of stars
As sensuous flames ignite echoes of romance
Caress my desires in embrace of your heart
And compose me playfully in intimate allegory.
When I want to hear it, tell me you need me
Be my spring season, when my winter haunts me
Be my only reason, if you say you love me
Say it like it’s pure love, say it like you mean it.
December 3, 2019
Poem of the day on December 5, 2019
Placed first: Strand select contest 1 by Brian Strand
Love me like you mean it poetry contest
Sponsor: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Categories:
dazzles, love,
Form:
Verse
Snow
Falling
Creating
A white carpet
That dazzles us with its sheer brilliance
Spring arrives and the carpet is no more
Buds now appear
Birds singing
Flowers
Bloom.
Written 25th April 2019
For Tetractys This Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by Charles Messina .
Categories:
dazzles, flower, snow, spring, winter,
Form:
Tetractys
Which sunrise is most spectacular?
Which blue sky is bluest?
Are there words in my vernacular,
To express which love is truest?
For love is like a jewel rare,
With many facets, sides,
Which side sparkles more, compare,
In which side does more beauty hide?
Which miracle is more miraculous?
Which happiness holds more joy?
Which one is more marvelous?
Which does one most enjoy?
For each one is amazing,
Each dazzles in our eyes,
As though we stand there gazing,
At starlight in the skies;
And you are just like all these things.
You are beyond compare,
A blessing sent on angel's wings,
You're like a treasure, rare;
For nowhere is there one like you.
You're unique, one of a kind.
God had one thought when He made you.
You were all that was on His mind.
Categories:
dazzles, creation, god,
Form:
Quatrain
Azure-accentuated ambiance awaits aspiring artists
Baby’s birth brings blessings, blowing boredom-blues
Cool calmness charms circumspect chefs to create cuisine cravings
Daybreak dos and don’ts discipline drivers from direction-dazzles
Enlightenment-exercise empowers engineers in their endeavors...
Fiery fluorescent fearlessness fuels firefighters’ faith-fortitude’s fervor
Glowing grace of God gears guardians for guiding governance
Hope highlights health-helpers’ handlings midst heightened heaviness
Illumined instructors inspire with their influence-iridescence
Justice-jubilation juxtaposed with jurisprudence-judgment joins jury...
Kaleidoscopic kindness-keys keep kinship’s knot kindling
Light’s luster leads liberation-lovers to lift the lamenting and lowly
Morning’s majestic magnificence moves mothers with mercies'* might
Nourishing nurses’ nurture and nature negates night’s negligence
Overwhelming opportunities open officials for output-optimization...
Peace-packed period pulls prayer-partners into Providence presence
Quality quotes quiet the querulous' qualms and quixotics' questions
Redolent reflections refocus reviewers against regretful reveries
Spiritual songs by soprano soloists shut silence-stillness
Triumphant thanksgiving tops tight timetable of tenacious teachers...
Ultimate urgency upholds undaunted umpires unto usefulness
Verses vanquish vanities vying against vision of the victors
Watchfulness warmth wakes the weary to welcome words of wisdom
X rays of ‘xpertise ‘xamination x-out ‘xpectations for a Xanadu
Yes-yells yearn for youth yielded yeah-yowls from yesterdays’ yets
Zion's zephyr zooms the zealously zestful to zenith of prize-zillions!!!
*Lamentations 3:22-23 It is of the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning:
great is thy faithfulness.
Abecedarian and alliteration forms
July 28, 2018
Edited on May 19, 2022
1st place, "ABCEDARIAN POEM" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger; judged on 6/4/2022.
Categories:
dazzles, appreciation, blessing, encouraging, faith,
Form:
Abecedarian
s s
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r a
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p b
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ne rri
d es
the taste is sweet and fresh.
in my garden where many different
fruits grow. a delight for the eyes and
mouth. to touch and smell. the tongue
separates rivers with cream on top.
always let reason hold the reins.
erotic flow of sweet wishes
love that dazzles sweetly
not a disparaging word
about strawberries
one is too little
a large bowl
is too
much
24.04.2023
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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2nd place in the contest
Brian Strand contest no 1211
Categories:
dazzles, fruit, fun, tribute,
Form:
Shape
Rose blossoms divine~ splendor exuding delight,
Ebullient is their stance, colorful is their profile,
Ecstatically they rise, flaunting exuberant smile;
Grandeur flower-bouquets charming your sight
Lauding scented whiffs fragrant blooms impart
As silken petals unfold, lip-synching your heart.
Upon arched trellis dazzles honey-gold royal rose
Forming vibrant arc of winsome welcome-pose,
Charming realm of crimson, scarlet, coral, themes~
Seductive blooms enchanting passionate dreams,
Standing tall on long-stems wallowing in sunrise
Romancing love-vibes beaming through your eyes.
Bountiful clusters tout reddish-purple fuchsia blush
Oscillating rosy-buds to lyrical melodies of thrush
Where, chasing nectar, bees and butterflies rush,
While daydreams-enamored, clasping silence hush,
Reveling indulgent stimulus in cooing hints of dove
Strumming in our hearts mellifluous music of love.
March 14, 2022
Placed 1st: A Brian Strand 1095
Placed 2nd: Garden Inspirations Poetry Contest
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
Categories:
dazzles, garden, imagery, rose,
Form:
Rhyme
While gilded breath of autumn sighs
Whirling colors of season's dream,
How nature's painting dazzles eyes
On sapphire arc’s chromatic theme.
Zephyrs with zeal rustle leaves gold
While gilded breath of autumn sighs
Where maples-red flaunt visage bold
Cheering grief of summer's demise.
Horizon crimson thrills mauve skies
Where twilight’s halo sweethearts greet
While gilded breath of autumn sighs
Blazed in passions lovers entreat.
Swirling notions of cooling nights
Breezing colors waltz chasing highs
Charming hues for reveling sights
While gilded breath of autumn sighs.
September 30, 2022
Poem of the day on October 1, 2022
Form: Quatern
Eight syllables per line
Placed 2nd: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 15 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Placed 9th: A Brian Strand Premier Choice
Categories:
dazzles, autumn,
Form:
Quatern
The fourth one looks and laughs like me.
She’s well-informed and takes delight
in trying hard to do what’s right.
The third can offer sympathy.
Despite her woes, she’s so much fun -
so sweet she dazzles everyone.
The second shows forth charity.
A little shy, she’s fond of songs.
Near warmth of hearth this one belongs.
The first born, I like spreading glee.
For peace and happiness I strive,
while writing keeps me most alive!
Jewels in Mother’s crown are we,
and traits we share, reflections of
the gem most brilliant – Mother’s love.
The fourth one looks and laughs like me.
The third can offer sympathy.
The second shows forth charity.
The first born, I like spreading glee.
*Jewels in Mother’s crown are we.
Nov. 25, 2017 for the Constanza contest of Craig Cornish
*This line I prefer that it would read: All Jewels in Mother's crown are we
because I pronounce Jewels as one syllable "jools" but howmanysyllables.com
puts that line at 9 syllables unless I drop the word "all" (sigh)
Categories:
dazzles, appreciation, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Walk with me for a while
And listen to my words
That fall like rain and
Drench the ground we pace
Talk with me for a mile
And I will watch your words
Spread like butterflies
On this road we grace
Brilliance comes in many ways
In words, in smiles, in deeds
But the greatest brilliance
Blinds the eye and
Dazzles make shift needs
Words they fall like petals
They carpet all the ground
And in the end their
Blown away and
Gone without a sound
Categories:
dazzles, love, me,
Form:
Petites and Faeries, it is said, live just beyond that hill
Their Moondust dazzles breathlessly, on nights so calm and still
Some town folk treasure innocence and so they understand
That humble souls are they who settled just beyond their land
Not much is known of Faerie land, save for it’s golden glow
Surrounded by the ever bloom of flowered Thistle-toe
A bit of mischief often finds its way into the town
When certain unexplained events cause some to bear a frown
The Faeries’ pranks are just a bit of fun to catch a smile
And often there’s a bag of gold left just to reconcile
Their gifts should not be squandered or dismissed without esteem
For wondrous things can happen for our sharing to redeem
Petites and Faeries, man and creatures all to grace the times
A magic poem filled of peace with every line that rhymes
If Moondust could embrace the hearts of all who live nearby
Perhaps, some would not run in fear when Faeries, they see fly
But hope lives on for anyone who sees the world with love
Despite the differences of some who hold the world above
To end this tale on happy notes and songs to gather dance
Let’s say, that it’s all up to us and not just up to chance
Categories:
dazzles, hope, love, magic, together,
Form:
Rhyme
INTERCEPTION
Shadows waning distorted fading
Teasing tempting, a psychotic hack
Scheming concealing cerebral deceiving
Sun retreating behind shades of black
Memoirs succumbing, alpha notes strumming
Hope dwindling midst each laboured breath
Dusky-eyed wretchedness, reflective reminiscence
Sporadic spirits predicting sinister death
Powerless to quell the oppressor within
Oh, desolation! The thief with the sinister grin
The day bleeds, no conveyed clarifications
Nightfall brings its own demonic demons
Moodswings of crazy with judgements so hazy
Interceptive apathy through feelings of lethargy
Music evokes emotions with resilient duress
Though once familiar titles slide back in regress.
Living within her own fluid transparency
The piteous empathy, does she even discern?
Is she to become a fading frequency?
Or… ungenial ashes in a decorative urn?
As the soft rose shades of twilight transcends
In the quietude of peace – a hushed calm descends
One last recall remains in her artistic archive
Where the Star of the Show still dazzles and thrives.
Maria Williams © 2023
I know this will be a sensitive topic, especially at Christmas with people caring for or visiting their loved ones afflicted with Dementia or Alzheimer's—such a sad condition. Apparently, the worst thing to possibly do is try to jog the patient's memory, as it causes more stress.
Instead, why not give them your time and play their favourite music?
Music memories often remain as others disappear.
This is because brain regions involved in musical memory and processing (e.g., the cerebellum) are not as affected by Alzheimer's or dementia until much later in the disease course.
Please watch the video; it is so beautiful and touching. Marta Gonzalez was a professional ballet dancer who developed Alzheimer's. One thing she never forgot was her Swan Lake routine She passed in 2019.
Categories:
dazzles, angst, anxiety, depression,
Form:
Rhyme
*Image of Tomorrow Moon Sunrise by Pixabay.
Sunrise, Moonrise
Gold
affects
a black sky
unveils blue seas
awakes blends of life
tans gods and goddesses
dazzles mid heavens girth
gleams a quasi-earth
flip-side vibrate's
slips and bade
fill tones
white.
2021 August 20
*3rd Place*
Your Favorite August 2021 Poem-
~~Constance La France: Judged August 31
Categories:
dazzles, moon, sun,
Form:
Verse
A is for Aprons, like Moms used to wear.
B is for Barrettes that adorn young girls’ hair.
C is for Coats, many colors and styles.
D is for Diamonds, best friends that brings smiles.
E is for Elbow pads skateboarders use.
F is for Flippers folks might wear on a cruise.
G is for Gowns, to wear out . . . or to bed!
H is for Helmets - Hard Hats for one’s Head.
I is for Indian saris so bright.
J is for Jewelry that dazzles at night.
K is for Kilts used by Scotts, do you know?
L is for Lingerie, a woman’ peep show!
M is for Masks to look scary or funny.
N is for Necklaces from your sweet honey.
O is for Overalls, comfy for big men.
P is for Pajamas, so easy to fit in.
Q is for a Quilted skirts and jackets too.
R is for Rags - what our worn clothes turn into!
S is for Shorts, for a day warm and glad.
T is for Ties that we all give to Dad.
U is for Underwear. I can see France!
V is for Vest. It enhances your pants.
W is for Wig, great when hair has been shorn.
X is for Xmas clothes too rarely worn.
Y is for Yamaka - only for Jews.
Z is for Zippered, the clothes over buttoned ones that I would choose!
Oh, the things we’ve been wearing since Adam and Eve
first started it off by just wearing their leaves!
For the ABC Contest of CYNDI MACMILLAN
Written by Andrea Dietrich, a big fan of poetry and PoetrySoup.
Categories:
dazzles, humorous, clothes,
Form:
ABC
The azure ocean, home to the embedded enormous incomprehensible riches of mysteries and riddles,
More than the Mars, lies unfathomed, underneath the conundrum of oceanic colossal rhythms.
From the The Milky Sea Phenomenon, a sight captured as bioluminescence illusion,
The Purple Orb of the ocean floor of California and the Baltic Sea’s anomalous puzzles,
Like the alien spaceship put foot on the colossal quagmires of oceanic chasm!
When the underwater volcanoes erupt to perplex beyond imagination in huddle,
To probe and discern those gems of oyster shell’s luminous pearls dazzles,
Deep beneath sleeping peacefully in the ocean’s cradle!
The fatal enigma of the unplumbed immensely profound oceanic mysteries will never dwindle.
The more one plunges to pierce in deep muse its vastness engulfs to diddle!
The superficial waves in corrugation, are mere widening its hitherto horizontal hurdles.
The bizarre sounds emanating from beneath are like giant icebergs scraping the oceanic floor in madly rhythm!
The obscure oceanic realms, its myriads mystical appearances remains timeless, fancy of millions!
Eras and eras pass, the mythical mermaid’s riddle are yet to resolve,
As centuries pass, may replete with the witness of numerous human civilizations!
Like the Atlantis of Japan, from time immemorial, the oceans are abodes of colossal confusions.
The voyages disappear in the Mystic Triangle, who knows what lies beneath the mythical abstractions?
The twirling sounds of infinite ocean swirling in the sea shells are quite captivating, attract admirers attractions;
The archipelago one after the other vanished without the trace, as in Marina Trench’s aberrations;
As if the Phantom Islet of Bermeja, in its murky abyssal cradle’s magnetic composition.
The Crop Circles discovered beneath its bosom as if the signage of other world’s manifestations;
The oceanic phenomenon of green flashes meets the red tides, reveals your magnificent disposition.
Wants to plunge, swim like a mermaid in your mystical cerulean temporal lilting motion;
Oh, the oceanic conundrum more we try to fathom, the more we entangle in your cryptic chasm!
© Silpika Kalita
Categories:
dazzles, deep, fantasy, feelings, imagination,
Form:
Free verse