Best Eloquence Poems
Eloquence and Grace were sisters on the run
In a place that valued hate
They found that they had none
They sought a world of kindness
Where love and friendship grew
They hoped that such a place exists in 1692
They heard of a new world, a welcome mat for all
From every meager walk of life
Where freedom will stand tall
They journeyed far to seek a life
In all love would allow
I wonder how they’d feel today, if they could see us now
Categories:
eloquence, hope,
Form:
Free verse
Lacking
Lacking eloquence
Lector lacking
Bullfrogs and lemmings crooning
In the swamp of dim intellect
Spewing their haughtiness
Through their noses the spittle drops
Collecting in murky waters
Their stagnation hiding within their bubble of hate
When the swamp dries lest it be said
No one will be opening heavens gate
One can not persuade a mind painted in black
They the commoners’ collect like old dishes
On a dirty rack
Should the Cellarer ever turn his back
Plato’s will attack in their packs
Airs of allusive elegance
Slipping away into the darkness
Of extinction
For those with black hearts and feeble minds
They shall never see the ends of times
Only when the white rose comes to full bloom
Shall the meek and kind find their true home
They shall be with angels above
As those assemble in the quire
Songs melodic under the arch
Brothers plotting after songs depart
Time eternal yet as always coward’s preach
Solace coming from wisdom's speak
Their persuasion lacking sincere tone
As the sinners lay underneath cold stone
Categories:
eloquence, art, beautiful, bullying, deep,
Form:
Free verse
A rainbow once said
To fall falling in cascade,
What use loudmouth made
When silence can say a lot,
Wordless, when the words cannot.
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Tanka |25.06.2021|
Poet’s note: A deep thicket of green forest surrounds a valley wherein falls a cascade piercing the tranquillity that reigns otherwise. In waters gathered in the valley before flowing away as a river, a reflection of a rainbow peeps out as if to say something to the noisy waterfall. And this Tanka gets born.
Categories:
eloquence, rainbow, silence,
Form:
Tanka
Oh, fuming teardrop!
You’ve boiled over from wrath and anger,
leaving painful blisters as you sear the heart
Why you don’t evaporate is a wonder
but there must be a valid reason…
If only to let the heart know it lives
Oh, fuming teardrop!
Will you ever learn how to forgive?
Oh, defiant teardrop!
Teetering on the edge and glistening,
refusing to fall to make yourself known
It is not fickle mindedness playing,
rather, a power play of emotions
a blatant refusal to show what’s within
Oh, defiant teardrop!
Why even stop yourself before you begin?
Oh, crocodile teardrop!
If you were truly so, slink back shamefully,
recede to your lacrimal gland and stay put
There is no need for your insincerity,
the world is chaotic as it is, too troubled
Fall not, trickle not, trick not who see you
Oh, crocodile teardrop!
How can you be so heartless to fool people so true?
Oh, pensive teardrop!
How gracefully you streak down window sills
Wash away grime and grit, cleanse everything
Flow unhindered, purify hearts you fill
Laughter may be the music of the soul,
but you are pure— the distilled spirit
Oh, pensive teardrop!
Will you course down blackened hearts, pay a visit?
Oh, jubilant teardrop!
Married to laughter, frolic and dance to its tune
Give birth to hope then soar with elation
Brighten faces, sparkle days, light up the moon
Let souls remember that you speak of pain, joy
Let them remember, then allow them to heal
Oh, jubilant teardrop!
Why did I ever doubt that you are spirit revealed?
04062011
**for Paula’s “Beseech “ contest :)
Categories:
eloquence, allegory, introspection, life
Form:
Verse
Her smile shed a glow,
her smirk shows her skill,
cutting on the curvature,
banking on the opponent,
dropping like a pro,
moving like a dancer
sculpted of sensual stone
smooth and flawless,
braids cascading down
emphasizing lushes lips of pink.
Tantalizing
dark eyes
drawing you in
stalling your game,
the epitome
of a full moon in a cloudless sky
at midnight,
the eloquence of natural beauty.
Categories:
eloquence, passion, sports, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
Expressions penned from soulful contemplation,
Rather rhymed, in form, or in free verse style,
May not decide my choice between the two.
It is the sense of awe that is the draw...
Awe that leaves one feeling so inspired,
Tears well up in eyes and deep sighs follow.
Poetry may rival the rising sun
With wondrous colored shades from dark to light.
Aquatic tunes in concert with moon's moods
Enchant us with the music they impart.
As love extolled in lover's lexicon
Rather rhymed with iambic expertise,
Or with angelic wings of free verse flight,
I love them both, I could not choose just one.
11-16-19
FREE VERSE VS STRUCTURED Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Categories:
eloquence, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Deep Eloquence
Ricardo Montalbán
Never mistaken as Caliban.
Known for his island fiction
Where we heard his elegant diction.
Categories:
eloquence, celebrity, fantasy, language, voice,
Form:
Clerihew
Breathless......
She starves me for words
making
it
hard
to describe
such picturesc beauty
with a face
that stops my pen.
But I stumble on
grasping at words
being spawned
by her presence,
in my mind
I see her
standing by
a secluded pond
with cliffs
on the far side,
six slender waterfalls
raining down
spraying off
protruding rocks
causing a mist
to dampen
her lushes
curly redish golden hair,
and here I sit
within the edge of the woods
staggered
by the appearance
of a wood nymph.
Categories:
eloquence, nature, passion,
Form:
Free verse
You shouldn't play on
words you don't know.
Categories:
eloquence, caregiving, on writing and
Form:
Monoku
Snowflakes eloquent and real,
Falling from the heavens,
Makes the world a winter wonderland,
To behold and bless,
Snow everywhere touching the rooftops,
Houses caressed with snow,
A snowman in yonder meadow,
Smiles at the passersby,
Snowflakes falling slowly and melting,
Snow on a winter's day,
Regal and unassuming,
God's paintbrush painting a winter postcard.
Author; Gwen von Erlach Schutz
Categories:
eloquence, appreciation, beauty, faith,
Form:
Free verse
Lungs that exhale lofty tones,
higher learning ... Mt. Olympus invocation
Elevated flung lightning bolts of linguistic illusion,
fancy worded dreams
floating ...
between
open cranial empty spaces
Diaphragm skywalkers
verbally illuminating prosthetic landscapes
of skin-deep lip topography
Giving interval beeps
of sonar, irregular equality
Maimed assumptions broken
and bent at the knees
Another Po’ Boy sandwich
pressed between two white bread homilies
Lifted up from the boot straps of society,
raising scrap expectations
not patron saint funded adequately
Pardon this underbelly pale naïveté —
Delusions of pauper eloquence
is negative sum ghetto certified positively
Battered rent conditions
feeling the po’ economic handicap pocket tease
Another Black Forest ham sandwich
pressed between
an upper and lower enamel sound byte squeeze
Green pasture illusion of freedom
does make for an idyllic graze docile situation
Delusions of fluent eloquence
be the rose cheeky flow of a grandiose nation
Categories:
eloquence, irony, metaphor, truth, visionary,
Form:
Epic
Eyes talk
Sans chalk
Fifth Place: Brian Strand: Footle Me-12/21/20
Categories:
eloquence, truth,
Form:
Footle
Oh! Ali , the son of Abu Talib ,
Today I have read your book ‘’Peak Of Eloquence ‘
And seen your pain and agony through which
You had gone from bottom to top in the journey of your life
I understand what treasure you have left for us
By the way you gathered experience
In dealing with friends and foes
Caprice and conspiracy, wrath and anger
Malice and lies in the lanes and by-lanes of power
Your heart might have gone through thousand cuts
Yet you have kept honesty at a great height
Your intense love for knowledge is like the man’s love for wealth
Your hate for ignorance is like our abhorrence of poverty
As it is the worst of death
And makes people stranger in their own land
You are more than right when you said
No wealth is more useful than intelligence
No solitude is more horrible than when people avoid us
For our vanity and conceit
No eminence is more exalting than piety
No companion can prove more useful than politeness
No knowledge is superior to deep thinking and prudence
No worship or prayers are more sacred than fulfilling obligations and duties
No religious faith is loftier than feeling ashamed of doing wrong
Nothing is more respectable than forgiveness and forbearance
No support or defense is stronger than consultation
And you correctly observed when you said that many people go
Without getting anything out of their fast
But hunger and thirst,
And out of their night prayers
They get nothing but exertions and sleepless nights
But a wise and sagacious person gets all the praise
Though he does not keep fast and sleep during nights
Oh! Ali, I salute you for your pearls of wisdom
And wisest guidance .
Categories:
eloquence, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
Etude in Prose
{SCRIPT to prose}
SCRIPT::
I am afraid you presume too much
Mr Battersea If I have lent you
reason to believe this
I assure you otherwise
Accept my apologies please Miss Schofield
I did not mean to offend News I have heard
inclined me to give the event creedence
Mr Battersea I advise you not to indulge
yourself in the meanderings of gossip
I hope I shan't hear any more of this matter
If I may Miss Schofield allow me to offer
apology by means of Miss Schofield
would you accompany me to dinner?
My Mr Battersea you catch me unawares
Let me check my diary and I shall forward
you my reply through Bertrand, my father's valet
Shall we return to the party?
Yes yes we shall
prose
Excuse me Mr Battersea whatever
are you saying?
If there was a notion to pursuade
you to lend creedence to this matter
let me tell you that the
case is otherwise
I do beg your pardon
Miss Schofield News that I had
heard gave me cause to have concern
I wish I had not brought the matter up
even though it seems absurd
This Garden's secludity
provides the perfect opportunity
to approach you on this matter
as is my concern
Please allow me to advise you
Mr Battersea if I may That meanderings
of gossip can lead one's mind astray
For it is many I would rather that
collect in idle chatter And matters grow
in great degrees as this case shall be
On this matter I hope not to speak about it anymore today
If I may Miss Schofield allow that I
may offer by means of an apology
Miss Schofield Will you please
do me the Honour to accompany me
For Dinner so that our company is not
parted in an unpleasant way?
My Mr Battersea you have caught me
unawares Allow me to confer with
my commitments I shall send word
on the morrow with my father's Valet Bertrand
Shall we return to the Marquis?
Yes yes We may
Categories:
eloquence, anxiety, desire, feelings, friendship,
Form:
Rhyme
If time witnesses pleasure out way the balance do one follows
Eloquence Of Beauty
Fatigue gas tank on empty vision doors open enchantment blushes setting
Late or on time perhaps evanescence of time can tell
Luxurious does it take from the pleasure or give to that of the beauty time tick tell the grace
Wait
If one sense one says what is the next of best of you?
Forgive me for speaking out of turn
Put of the essence does time wait for nothing?
To replay for a moment
Take for Instinct
Seconds for seconds take for instinct a presentation how does words projection the feelings
Kiss on the neck give life to the situation better then a look goodbye
Late or on time perhaps evanescence of time can tell
Grant a meaning for reasoning second guesting is out of the will
To start off
If one has falling in love heads over heel dashboard confession
Can I be Honest?
Better yet moons that form and days turn to tonight’s
Can you see a flower bloom before the season?
Late or on time perhaps evanescence of time can tell
Or is it another crush
Is orange your favorite color
Crush on you
ELOQUENCE OF BEAUTY! ! !
Categories:
eloquence, art, love,
Form:
Lyric