Best Embracing Poems
Today, I fell head-over-heels in love,
beyond happiness, I'm soaring above.
Love's gentle, and yet harbors such power,
that lingers, like the scent of a flower.
I thought that I understood who I was,
until I felt the magic that love does.
I cannot put my feelings into words,
eclipsing the sun, they outfly the birds.
As my trusting heart accepted love's gift,
doubts and inhibitions were set adrift.
Love is an extraordinary feeling,
lifting me to heights that leave me reeling.
I'm afloat, on billowing clouds of bliss,
embracing a dream, love blessed with a kiss.
I know not where I'm going, just where I want to be
I know not what tomorrow brings, just what I want to see
I know everything I love and I know what I miss
Memories last and blow through my mind like a kiss
I know the gratitude that saves me over all
There is no avoiding another turbulent fall
As birds trust their wings, to hold them in flight
And ultimate survival takes on an inner fight
Sometimes the world can turn upside-down
But, the shining sun will always come around
I have no way of knowing what will come my way
But there is a constant to rely on every single day
Heidi Sands
1/23/24
(C)opyright
It is the conversation
between the poet and the jester.
The poet- with solemn introspection;
the jester- with careless regard,
each captivating the other.
It is the ultimate irony
of this unlikely coupling,
entwining their words,
combining truth and mischief,
sabotaging established decorum.
Neither threatened nor contrite,
nor challenging the others' wisdom,
but with enthusiastic fornication
and eager indecency
they consecrate their mutual madness
To be immune from aspersions mean and vile
May assuage our hurt feelings for awhile
But to really uphold the Golden Rule
We must also withhold words harsh and cruel—by poet
In an upside-down world
Where self-victimization
is a realization and hatred lingers, it goes nowhere
May not yet get it, and still not self-aware
Now some may think that healing is
Ignoring what is destroying and go on enjoining
others near them to do the same, their end game
Using, medicating with words as ammunition stored on a shelf
Toxicity is there, taken aback, down deep in yourself
Hatred lingers, collecting dust mites
Imploding, suffocating smites and is on reserve
In a mindset where glory they deserve
Personal gut-wrenching bile packaged
Collecting more dust, disgust has an impact
It only makes you a stronger hellcat
One that hasn’t let go of the baggage
Is in an upside-down world of their own
On their own and may think they’re OK
Flies in the ointment, stagnant, a delay, decay
In a world where “making it better” ails, and means
Undoing what has taken lives in time in details
Only bequests, and is deeded
A new form of healing is much needed
Healing is embracing the newest challenges
There are bigger issues, bigger things
Then just you, heed the warnings
It begins within
“Civil war tested the proposition that America is one nation indivisible”—from the book “With Malice Toward None"— Stephen B. Oates
Every single plant and flower is my friend.
Many the forest path do I journey,
Breathing in the rich earth and clean air,
Reposing in a meadow green just listening,
Amongst the dancing daisies just resting.
Could anything else be more peaceful and healing?
I think within the soil there must be magic.
Nothing is more precious than this place called Earth.
Gathering my recycling each week I do my measure!
Every tree lost is agonizing and hurtful to watch.
At my building a company is cutting down the maple trees,
Roaring they fall and I am left weeping.
The ravage of nature is so devastating to endure.
How can we, the visitors, stop the ruination of Earth?
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July 4, 2014
Poetry/Acrostic/Embracing Earth
Copyright Protected, ID 07-580-702-04
All Rights Reserved, 2014, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, 1 in 4,
sponsor Andrea Dietrich, Judged 07/2014
Third Place
Earth's
magnificent
bounties
reaching
across
continents,
Igniting
natural
growth.
Erasing
all
relevance
to
humanity.
* We should embrace earth, for it can thrive without us, whereas we are not so self sufficient.
July 08, 2014
Contest: Acrostic 1 in 4
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
I dreamt that you were there,
In a haze, I could see your familiar face
The sun providing a spotlight for our awe-drenched moment
As I drew near,
Your features became more and more clear
You were smiling from ear to ear,
Like an angel fragrant and bright,
My soul beamed like an on-switched light
And we were so close to bonding edges
So close to each other’s face
I was captive in your touch
And yet I felt fully free
I saw your alighted lips
Curved, smooth and pining
As if they had waited for the moment I would find them
And how they trembled with joy and longing
As they took their inevitable, suspenseful plunge
Two lips leaped and landed like panthers on the prowl,
Magnetic, crazed and ruthless
Made for this moment
I cannot fathom the strength I received,
Kissing those celestial lips…
He was drinking in all of my sorrows
In the sacred force of our impact
I felt his struggles he bore,
Ball and chain-
Though I did not feel burden or pain
I felt his purpose in his moist embrace
The cuddle of dew and rosebud,
The glow of this thumping heart
I felt him release the reigns of life’s blisters
For the conjoining of our truth
In the kiss of wholesome bliss,
He wrapped his arms around me,
Tremulous and tight
Caressing and knowing every spot needing light
Eternal moments passing in our sweet blend,
Tenderly, his voice,
With comfort and assurance,
Knighted by cream-lit clouds
His voice, a deep bell scooping water from a wishing well
Pertinently held my ear in trance:
“This is the part where we never let go…”
. . .
When I woke from the dream,
I realized we were embracing always,
Since the day of our union
My eyes became wise,
And I knew that I never let go of him
Not once, not ever...
An unusual pair, yes,
Like vines to a gargoyle
Though eternal too
For the gargoyle’s eyes never blink
For fear of missing the most
Her cold-stoned exterior senses the vine’s bold hold
Feeling and bearing his thorns forever…
Clad in the ornaments of each other
Warmed and invigorated by the sun
I notice the single placemat within the circle of noise,
Placing my phone on the cluttered side plate,
I can feel the Christmas spirit resonating through,
The crowd of extended families unwrapping each other’s joy,
A tear drops onto my unused napkin,
My mind races with memories of family togetherness,
The phone reminds me of the unsent WhatsApp messages,
I spot the waiting team slalom through the chairs,
Out of the corner of my eye I notice a waiter offering me the red, white, or rose wine,
I must have blanked out for a quick second or two,
As for some reason I chose the red wine,
I’m not a big fan of red wine,
I notice something unexpected,
A noise behind my ear struck me subtly,
Hesitantly I turn towards the surprising situation,
“Would you like to join us?” A lady to my left asks alongside her children,
Tears flood my unconscious shirt,
“No-one should be on their own” another added “Join us!”
I graciously accept after they make the decision for me,
They share that they are from Lincoln,
As they collectively lift the small square towards their table,
I can’t believe the surge of care that I’m being shown by strangers,
Stories were poured as the red wine wrote the words to a great Christmas Lunch,
I laughed to many a tale about their previous Christmas trips,
Smiles simmer in this cauldron of enjoyment,
The red wine even produced miracles,
Overcooked beef became irrelevant in the cape of chuckles,
To be included in such a positive way, real and not in a forced manner,
Opening the door to showcase the missing piece on the mantle of Christmas,
I’m glad I chose to go down the stairs,
I felt a little overwhelmed by all the morning family togetherness being showcased,
But my faith in humanity has been restored,
As long as the flickering light within the hand of Christmas remains,
I will try my best to rise to most challenges,
As today a small gesture had a hugely heartwarming effect,
A large impact that will not fade in time.
In the depths of my own fault, I find,
A longing to mend what's left behind,
No blame to cast upon your name,
For in my own mirror, I see my shame.
With pleading eyes, I seek your gaze,
Yet you turn away, lost in a haze,
If only you could witness the truth I hold,
Choosing you, forsaking fears untold.
Let my thoughts fade, and my heart prevail,
Together, we're destined, destined not to fail,
Through the trials you've imposed on me,
Through pain and deceit, a tangled decree.
Why do I search for reasons to keep,
A bond that's fragile, causing me to weep?
I alter my stride, my very breath,
To feel my heart's leap, conquering death.
Some days I can't face my shattered soul,
You've torn me apart, taking your toll,
But strength resides within me, untamed,
I know I'll endure, never to be maimed.
Yet when you depart, my world ablaze,
The flames consume me, a scorching haze,
But I'll silence my mind, and listen instead,
To the whispers of love that my heart has bred.
There's no division, no rift to mend,
Against all odds, our souls transcend,
Through pain you inflicted, a treacherous tide,
I persist in seeking reasons to abide.
For in my heart, I find the solace I seek,
Amidst the turmoil, love's whispers speak,
No, I won't be severed, I won't let go,
With reasons abundant, our love shall grow.
In the realm of my heart, I'll firmly reside,
With you by my side, our spirits shall glide,
Through trials and torment, we'll defy,
For reasons to keep you, I can't deny.
So, let me forsake my misguided mind,
Embrace the love that in my heart I find,
With no blame to bestow, no fault to pursue,
I choose to keep you, for my soul yearns for you.
A boy and a girl in love,
hugging beneath starlit trees,
like spirits enjoined by God,
race to forever.
Shadows moving like the wind
decorate the ground with shapes
dancing beneath the moonlight
silhouettes of trees.
Branches twisted together
awakening the sunlight
sparkling like young lovers
embracing their lives.
© February 20, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
chilly winter morn
fog is embracing the swamp
drake calls for a mate
~
Here I stand
in a lonely field
of prairie grass
and dandelion
watching
faint ribbons
of apricot break
across a weary
horizon
And as I see
the enchanting
beauty of the
morning sun
embracing the sky,
my heart wishes
I were that sun
and you were
that sky
With stiff balmy sea breeze tousling our hair,
We used to walk barefoot along the shore,
Feeling the water over our feet and the sand
And admire and wonder at the crabs
Date: 04/20/2021
Submitted for: Liberum Divisa 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden
Original Poem: A Drizzle of Memories dated 04/04/2021
The smell of an early fall,
the swiftness of the breeze
sweet is the gentle call
singing through the trees.
Leafs falling on the land,
the colors are all a new
orange in its autumn dress
and even yellow too.
Wrap yourself in a cozy scarf,
cuddle or read a book
pick the perfect pumpkin out
give the world another look.
Rebirth of all its beauty,
embracing All Hallows Eve
giving in to all the wonder
that most choose not to believe.
For it only lasts a short while,
it's my favorite time of all
if I could have it every day
every season would be fall.
By: Jessica Thompson
Date: 8/18/2021
Written: August 24, 2023
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Let me solemnize this ritual divine,
And let the melody of life ever intertwine.
On this journey, I aspire to find
A world where possibilities truly unwind.
Beneath the azure sky so vast and wide,
A sense of freedom encompasses me inside.
I feel the charm of acceptance in the air.
Where judgment and prejudice are nowhere.
When jade lawns absorb dawn dewdrops,
I am reminded of nature's gentle backdrop.
And in that moment, I felt the soft breeze.
Lightens the heaviness of my heart with ease.
Let this serene azure define my hope.
A beacon of light in life's kaleidoscope
In times of darkness, when all seems lost,
I wish for a glimmer of light, at any cost.
To restore my faith in the beauty of the day,
And guide me in a bright, hopeful way.
Embracing life's serenade, I strive to be
Avail to the harmony that surrounds me.
For in each note and rhythm that resounds,
I find solace in the melodies that astound.
In the symphony of life, I dance and sway.
With every beat, I feel my worries fade away.
Let the lyrics of joy and laughter cram my soul.
As I embrace the music that makes me whole.
With each verse, I find the strength to endure.
To face any challenge, to be steadfast and sure.
Embracing life's serenade, I find my peace.
In the rhythm of existence, all worries cease.
For in the symphony of living, I am alive,
With every note, I feel my spirit thrive.