Best Earthshaking Poems
Dancing, laughing, praising
Psalms of leaves, breathtaking
Whispering joy – kindness
Poetry so stirring, earthshaking
It’s the time for creatures
To gather their nuts and leaves
Hope invites gentle blending
Heart and soul who loves, believes
Smiling like the moonlight
Who silences the stars, nocturnal
Blessings raining through life
Assuring the spirit of the eternal
It’s the miracle of a prayer
The feeling that cures each doubt
Who abides in those who trust
Have faith in God’s wisdom throughout
Falling through the sunshine
Dreams echoing beauty and peace
Creating sensations of creativity
Compassion that will only increase
It’s the autumn, vibrant and inspiring
Who rises through the hills, thrilling
Reassuring – blessing the entire world
With a joy that is alive, so fulfilling
Breathing light, like a fire from inside
Roaring beauty, graceful – uplifting
Reminds the spirit to believe, to know
It is God – Autumn’s author, gifting…
The heart, mind and spirit – with this
Wonders – rousing the sweetest bliss
POEM DATED: November 10, 2022
Your Favourite Rhyming Poem from the second half of 2022 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
January 31, 2023
Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark,
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park
Soaked wet through with glistening skin
Revealing all true love within
Drenched and over awed by charms
Entranced as held in each other's arms
The fluid rhythms, realm of rain
Where lamplights stream did gild the lane
Wet leaves dripped dreams from tinseled trees
And pulses flowed like rolling seas
The sultry spark of lover's kiss
Roused the feeling of lukewarm bliss
The tender touch of misty blow
Caused the heated hearts to glow
They sizzled and sparked like firework display
The world around them faded away
Transported to another place
Locked inside their warm embrace
Together they braved the soaking rains
For they were lost in lover's lanes
They could not bear to say goodbyes
Lost in the storm of lover's eyes
Passions roused beneath a silent moon
Hanging onto skies where stars are strewn
Rhythms of dreams ripe for the taking
Trembling in the kisses, utterly earthshaking
"Waves gently lapped the shore nearby
As we embraced, my love and I
My fingers touched my sweethearts hair
It felt like silk, so soft and fair"
Twas the splendour of their sweet kiss
That led to years of intense bliss
Gentle rainfall a lamppost glow
Enhanced the stellar, long ago
Although the rain then turned to hail,
They kissed until the moon was pale;
And he was found by mornings light,
alone, all drained of blood and white
Stanza 1 (Charles Messina) Stanza 2 (Dilly Dally)
Stanza 3 (Susan Ashley) Stanza 4 (Roger Carvis)
Stanza 5 (Natasha L Scragg) Stanza 6 (Andy Chunn)
Stanza 7 (Regina McIntosh) Stanza 8 (Andrea Dietrich)
Stanza 9 (Belle Bellevue) Stanza 10 (Jack Horne)
Love is a blank canvas, a phantasmagoric fantasy,
to pucker up with glossy lips, the subtle soft brush
against the opposite sex, with eye-shades drawn.
Love doesn’t know the body yet, still sizing it up.
It doesn’t know the femininity and masculinity of art.
O Leonardo…O Romeo…Ah Juliet…O Venus!
Love craves the parts that match up, some the same,
others staining the cheeks, straining and draining strength,
magnetic and quaking, erupting and earthshaking.
Love weakens knees, draws attention from the whiteboard,
sharpens the brilliance of the sun, dots the i’s with hearts,
Nearly breaks the blank canvas with its passionate volume.
This canvas sans focal point. Bubblegum pops, primroses
afloat with ribbons and strings, ponytail tugs, pastels and
honeysuckles. Swings way too high - the girl, the guy.
I would answer by saying that it is the absence of your fathers earthshaking glance at the dawn of an unpredictable night. I would answer by saying that it is the acknowledgment of the neglected truth, that life is nothing but a series of scenes in an indisposed screenplay. And that death is the anticipated protagonist, a patient gift disgustingly disguised underneath the smiles of all that which we think brings us happiness.
I want to write a funny poem now
after reading Darryl's poem
Why do men think there is no tomorrow?
Because they always want it today
What does a bird say to a bee?
Watch me haha
I'd better keep it clean
Keep it down, will you?
The neighbors are sleeping ha
Is there earthquake around here?
I heard the ground is shaking
Don't be too long
I'm coming haha
That's it for now
I hope you enjoy it
Earthshaking moves
Easy will ya?
Inspired by Darryl Ashton's "Body Talk - remotely" poem. Thanks, Darryl :)
CM For A Leader
There lies in him lots of practical wisdom in the thoughts of the Sarawak CM.....
He knows his mind and doing his best is far reaching as he administers...
The Chief Minister admits, in his own words, Sarawak has lots of catching up to do..
In the 2 years he has been in office, there has been 50 resolutions or so..
He highlighted his hard hitting labeling of some federal policies as stupid...
And elaborated his state's latest earthshaking recognition of using English..
To him, English is a universal language of knowledge, technology and more...
He stressed the urgent need for one to look and see, to listen and hear more...
To him there lies a great difference if one were to be indifferent there...
He made his stand very clear, when extolling Sarawak for Sarawakians...
In his own words, cessation from federal is a no but autonomy is more than ok...
To appreciate the some startling changes he has initiated and implemented..
It would be an education if one were to look up on his many innovative moves..
Friends, take time to view and listen to this short video of the man behind these moves....
So as to appreciate the many startling changes he has implemented. ..
Surprisingly he omitted to mention his efforts of giving recognition...
To the Dayaks, a majority race in Sarawak, as a valid race in documentations...
A giant leap of official identity for this officially overlooked indigenous race ...
That wallowed in the danger of being lesser known than the mascot of the state..
That proud and colourful bird that lends its name to the Sarawak state...
For all Malaysians, Sarawak is the famous Land Of the Hornbill...
With CM Adenam Satem, therein lies the hope his state will be a king of the hill...
http://www.thestar.com.my/videos/2015/12/20/adenan-satem-on-the-english-language-illegal-logging-political-style-and-autonomy/
~ if life were a happy song - I'd sing it yesterday ~
quote by poet
"All my troubles seemed so far away"
Vinyl records, a review from yesterday
The best songs of all time that will live forever
Music had a completely different content yesterday
A modern way of writing cultural history
no tango for two - that was definitely yesterday
We got the rock culture and it was earthshaking
Record sales skyrocketed yesterday
A crank gramophone on a living room table is fun enough
Defined to be a clever invention from the era of yesterday
As parts of the guidance to this cosmos
Life is a highway - a souvenir of yesterday
04.05.2023
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(unrhymed couplets)
- 'Y 'Words - Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
1st place in the contest
- “Yesterday” is the most covered song in history,
with over 2,000 versions having been recorded
- A haunting song of lost love from the early Beatles,
it was sung by a young Paul McCartney -
Its in that moment when
Like the words of a legend
Nothing else can compare
To the way that I am loved past my pain
Accepted with my flaws
And asked if I need more
That perfect moment
I get high on affection, that's perfection with no flaws
I am floored...
In that moment when your joy is my smile and with yours my world is alright
I am captured, caught up in the rapture of something so
Earthshaking, so groundbreaking completed by the act of love making
I am taken...
Fulfilled
Nourished by you, me and how we flourish
Oh that sweet moment
I love how we own it
What is this
What kind of love is this
That fine china kinda love, that over the moon kinda love, that
I am yours, you are mine and together we shine kinda love
That over and over again kinda love
That can't get enough
Sent from above type of thing
Three words and the bliss they bring
Its simply amazing
The songz we sing
Together...
In the moment
Form:
Internalized emotions wrought
quotidian psychological oppression
retrospective reflection courtesy
20/20 hindsight reveals absolute zero
positive development of body, mind, and spirit
extreme agitation compromised
maturation, education, and socialization
every year since being
born free and clear of obvious defects
minus alien aberration, Russian collusion...,
nor deplorable crooked Hillary accusation
and submucous cleft palate
inducing severe nasality
fraught with arduous speaking difficulty
coping, fraternizing, integrating
within ordinary circumstances
alienated, defied, horrified,
mortified, scared, zapped
yours truly, albeit analogous
experiencing ferocious, hellacious, torturous...
suffering predicated on suppressing
and/or repressing moderate slights
inflicted upon withdrawn younger self,
who lacked adroit, deft, heft...
coping with typical situations
subsequently aggravating,
exacerbating, jinxing...
to cultivate, generate,
liberate locked potential
hypothesized, premised, yoked
infantile grievous inconsolable crying
unsolved behavioral mystery
venting only for my "mommy dearest"
would utter (this from hearsay)
exhibiting extreme aversion
if other than thee birth mother
comforted, cradled, cocooned...,
an extremely reticent individual
buckling as strapping bullies
relentlessly belted jibed, taunted...
said teasing begat intimidation
(oft times mentioned other poems)
scrawny kid (me) cowed, fawned, irked,
nonetheless I remained passive against
blistering, hectoring, teasing,
which apothegm turning other cheek
avoided getting smashed pumpkin face
courtesy subservient stance
devotional acquiescence help me dog pose
prayer temporarily answered
harboring entire being
ten thousand feet beneath
avast sea of dejection
time and again repeated
alas crass harassment
absorbed into nucleus of every cell
anchored barnacle encrusted tenuous pride
in short shrift
brewing, abjection, dejection, humiliation...
"NOT FAKE" misery
inducing suicidal ideation
spurring serious delineation
allowing, enabling, proffering
permanent salvation uber vacation
among livingsocial years later overlaid
earthshaking fault finding
misbehavior gifted from
those I called mother and father.
Wind and Water
Battles that rage
The earthshaking sky
Tumbles down on us
The endless fight
The crashing waves of water
The long sling beach
How bad I feel for the beach
That holds the burden
Of the two clashing faction
The never ending war with water and wind
My Chocolate Knight on a black stallion…
Riding into my desolate
Darken heart
Decay
Galloping toward my disillusions, heartaches…
Radiating a hope of
Brighter
Days
~~
I wait
Breathlessly
Hearing the pounding of his presence...
Desiring
The reality of his nearness
Sensing the soothing comfort of his essence
~~
Is it
The sound of happiness...
Echoing in this powerful pulsating beat
Is it
The expectation of love...
Beaconing me as still I await in silent retreat
~~
My Chocolate Knight on a black stallion...
Dinged and dented armor
Shining through
The darkness
Of a heart's
Despair
Illuminating the throbbing emptiness
As impatiently I wait
Finally exhaling
The stench of
Love-depleted
Air
~~
Is it an
Earthshaking...Comic blast
Life reshaping...explosive spill
Or just
A summoning rhythmic repeating
A calmness getting closer and closer still
~~
My Chocolate Knight on a black stallion
My happiness, my prince
~~My chance
Rescuing my imprisoned heart
As I await no longer
For romance
~~~
Thundering through disappointments storms
Illuminated-lightening revealed flashes
Of a future
"US"
Torrential rains washing away the grime
Healing...Cleansing disillusions'
Embittering
Crust
~~~
"Mount up with me my princess
Let's ride into our forever-more
I shall be your heart's defender
For it is you my heart long for"
~~~
Falling...
Holding tenaciously
And securely being held
Totally, absolutely complete
Two
Gallantly armored
Galloping in contentment
By two hearts' combined beat
***
Beat, beat ~~HAPPINESS~~beat, beat
~beat~beat~COMPLETENESS~beat~beat~
beat~beat~beat~beat~TOGETHERNESS~beat~beat~beat~
FOREVER
and
FOREVER
beat~beat~beat~beat~MORE
***
Form:
You knew he was in when you heard the loud din,
his trademark for letting folks know,
he had arrived and his voice loudly cried,
to make sure that we knew it was Joe.
The whole bar was alert, with ears starting to hurt,
as he shouted 'hail fellows well met'
with backslapping, handshaking, his volume earthshaking,
as he roared his jovial outlet.
He'd come to watch racing, flat and steeplechasing,
It was easy money he cried,
the bookies are losers, so come on all you boozers,
bet these horses that I will provide.
You won't need a job if you lay down a few bob,
you'll be made for the rest of your life,
so follow big Joe and part with your dough,
you'll be a hero to your trouble and strife.
He'd go watch the telly and we'd laugh from the belly,
at the sounds that were coming from there.
There were groans, there were moans, in really loud tones,
as he shouted then started to swear.
His selections all failed, as the winner they trailed,
putting on a very poor show.
But he swore that next time he'd pick ones in their prime,
and his pockets would be bulging with dough.
He went out with a grin, and said, 'when I came in,
I said there was money for free,
And I knew I was right, there was plenty in sight,
Cos the bookies just took it from me.'
Every eatery we frequent, us guys are a hit
Greeted with big hugs, the owners transmit
Feel really at home
Likely my shiny dome
Or Cathy's verbosity and my earthshaking wit
I never could have predicted
That I would leave in such a way
Circumstances brought me to a place
Where I could no longer stay
The legalistic rules
All of them, hypocritical fools
In all of their getting
They were too stupid to retain
Any measure of learning
For the mentally insane
Justify, justify, justify
Then they have the nerve to testify
.........of God's deliverance
Who needs that crap
When there is life to be livin'
I'll not give one more moment
To eternal grave diggin'
I'm going to run to boat loads of fun
Until I am filled up, good and done
But don't be lookin' for me
To darken a church house door
I'm a sippin' saint
Who won't bow to "law" anymore
But, I'll hold on to what God hates
Surely he'll let me in those pearly gates
............WHAT???
..............................Mama's dead
I can't........................breathe
Written by Trudy Schrader on 07-19-2019
Note: This has been the most difficult write of my life, and it is not autobiographical...that's probably why. Anyway, when reading the poem, think about how a fault line works, and hopefully, you will have an earthshaking experience.
Waking to your touch, I feel so blessed, such bliss
This is wonderful that I once dreamed about
Nothing feels quite as perfect as your sweet kiss
Because I know you’re mine, I will never doubt
This is love so alive, it feels earthshaking
Awesome love so fine, knowing I won’t burnout
These feelings, like fine art, are just breathtaking
Nothing on earth feels as much like gentle grace
Where you are, that is where my smile is waking
Thanks to you, I know joy that pain can’t erase
You give me more love than my words can describe
There is gentle I can’t explain on your face
I haven’t a doubt, you’re what my heart did prescribe
When I found you, there’s love the soul does inscribe