Best Descriptive Poems

someone asked her what she was looking at
as she stood in front of the large picture window in the kitchen
in the abode where she presently resided---
the question came aloud from another room,
as if the questioner was busy themselves & only in passing
did they see the...

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it would have been an injury to them both
to attempt a description,
to bring what it was that compelled the girl to silence
(if she had not chose silence beforehand---one outside can never be sure)
to formulate an image, to dispel some kind of physical qualities verbally
which to...

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pines
    and cedar
liveoak
    and locust
chestnut
hickory
cottonwood
    & tuliptree:
boughs that
crackle
   in the wind
sweet
   &free
flight
    and song
of past&
present:
in
fluid
   movement
of lips
   that kiss
and 
speak
     ...

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it is 
    what it is
without narrative
isolated
    moments
       of figuration
sunlight 
        on a wall
frozen 
        in time

conversations
  ...

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Woman’s Desire

What’s all this rigmarole and claptrap 
About the man being the only one thinking of sex?
Well, truth be known,
A woman, skin deeply eager, thinks much of it too…
Once leaving the job, after 
The shopping; the vaccuuming; the cooking; the pots,
Pans, and dishes; after the...

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male pampas grass blooms
spikey, creamy, shoots against green.... 
bumble bee's hums roar  ...

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Flame yellow with a tint of gold,
flutters with bite of autumn cold,
on aspens and their birch cousins
are first seen when the fall begins.

Then scarlet fire will appear,
a blaze that won’t inspire fear,
and deep crimsons of apple-hue,
add such richness to a view.

Next sugar maples, orange bright,
like...

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The rolling Greens seem so serene,
forests pristine in sunlight’s sheen,

tall, rounded peak, a rocky creek,
a red-tail’s beak, rodents he seeks,

an aged elm, rare in this realm,
stands at the helm and overwhelms,

small dairy farm of rustic charm,
blackflies will swarm, cows takes alarm,

dunn Whitetail deer are grazing...

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Sniffs of cotton candy glide
Glistening like hairy sugar bombs
Through barns of dozy prized cows
Stinky squeaky piggies squeal off-key
While whirligig Ferris Wheels grind and spin
In the hum of the Tilt-A-Whirl and giddy voices


May 14, 2023

Bitesize Contest No. 64 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:  Line Gauthier...

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Autopsy of someone I used to know 

Im staring at the figure of someone I have forgotten to know 
She wears her hair down
And her wide eyes stare at mine. 
She looks a lot like me, she has the same grimace, the same gaze. 
Even...

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I dreamed my way here
I’ve had my cringe moments
I feel pressure, I lose perspective
I’ve wholeheartedly failed
I misspeak, underthink, overreact
I try to do the right thing
the right thing isn’t always clear
I’ve tried to hold on
I’ve let go with grace
I’ve charged ahead
I’ve stepped aside
I self-sabotage, then try...

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And Then The Corvids Came.


Sky filled with black swirling clouds filled with rain a falling,
thunder rolled and lightning flashed filling the heart with dread,
across the lifeless bodies rolled .
washing away the blood pittering on discarded drum,
filling sodden pipes drowning tunes and songs,
turning into a death...

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Long human silhouettes at eventide.
Dry lips, coruscating eyes, hungry souls, a lakefront view.
Water shimmering in the diffracted coral beam; upcoming moonlight.
Pair of warm and cold hands.
Cool evening breeze against golden and olive skin.
 
Fleeting instants after 6 p.m.;
Perfect moments don't last long,
Seconds of solace,
Concealed is...

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Among the golden tipped, rippling, emerald waves of grass, one can see,
An old, twisted, gnarled and hollowed, solitary tree.

Splintered and broken, it grows no more,
limbs and bark remain on the surrounding floor.

Thin, gyrating, and pleading branches reach out,
towards the sapphire sky, as whipped cream clouds...

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what is a hope
if not the most desperately fervent
wish of a man— a dream so deeply
staining the edges of reality

a hope lies dormant in my belly
sleeping like a dragon curled
on the hoard of my desire
breath like smoke wafting 

past my eyes and up my spine
tinting...

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