Best Enjoying Poems
Whoever succeeds in adopting a positive attitude towards old age,
The passing of years would not appear an earthly burden on him,
But heavenly bliss.
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© Demetrios Trifiatis
15 September 2024
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* As always, I share the honor of P.O.T.D. with all my friends. I thank each one of you who has commented on my poem, as well as the officials who bestowed the honor upon my writing. Blessings.
When mind is in the moment, thoughtlessness prevails"
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Keep your mind away from thoughts that rebound
Hear the mesmerizing melodic music of surround
Bask in the bewitching beauteous objects that astound
Sense all the sensations you skin has sensed around
Inhale the myriad magnetic fragrances floating around
Experience boundless bounteous bliss of God abound
Mindfulness leads to cessation
Of thoughts, the causation
Of our miseries, our vexation
Mindfulness makes us aware of creation
Leading to captivation
Then to our admiration
And acclamation
Of love of God flowing without cessation
When thoughts end
Vibrations ascend
We transcend
The body
Situated in Samadhi
experiences bliss eternal
Sees soul internal
Attains salvation
Instant elation
To final destination
What sustains Life like water?
What is as fresh and welcoming like the countryside?
And as sweet as a newly made confectionery
baked with honey?
I just found one
well placed in all corners of your heart.
A feeling encompassing the goodness of life.
Is it the blissful visitation
to the tenants of the deep blue sea?
Or a radiant rainbow floating in the moist skies?
Is it red roses, milk Sunflowers
and other colorful plants in pink, green and yellow?
Or the site of a happy set of little quintuplet siblings?
Is it the baby chicks peeping out from their nest
to spy on the first morning rising sun?
They all are no where
near the unbelievable goodness of your love.
Sweetheart!
You are a majestic glamor
full of gracious providence.
Not even the magneting beauty
of the Queen Cleopatra
can be compared to the pillars of your virtues
which prove to overcome time's curfew
eclipsing my heart totally
as I soak in the foam of your passions.
A natural habitat have I found
in the gardens of your affection
and a new existence
from the deep baptism of your unequaled care.
I never believed a star could be as near
but here I am; with a being
who outshines a galaxy.
My soul has lost records of its bountiful happiness
from this train of love
with the wish its rails are never ending
and its journey, everlasting.
A cool summer morning
Behind a cloud the sun is hiding
Pleasant fresh scent from trees of pine
Nippy air in the surroundings
Cooler breeze of southern winds blowing
Is it a little taste of fall season’s upcoming?
All the pollinators are hiding
Hoping it is just a phase that is passing
River flow is receding
Water is softly tapping
Under water buried rocks revealing
Attractive green foliage appearing
Ah, the sun came out
A pair of Blue Jays gave a loud shout
Flowers of Black Eyed Susan beamed
A lone Daisy swayed and smiled
Evening Prim Roses started closing up
Bees and butterflies showed up
Bumble Bees came to explore the flowers of Sweet Pea
Many insects flew in to enjoy the warming spree
The sun started shining brightly
The air started warming up nicely
I took off my sweater quickly
Magic of life-giving summer, I still want to enjoy thoroughly!!
Autumn echoes slowly fade
As Winter footsteps are seen
Natures spirit tamely sleeps.
Brisk wind whined as the magic
Of the feathery snow spins,
Home warm walls keep day chill out.
Sun's outstretch scattered bright rays,
Blending orange-red streaks clouds
Poise over blue free heaven.
Kids dressed warm with wet mittens,
Looking proud of their snowman
With carrot nose and twig-arms.
1/6/2024
The purple iridescence reflects,
deep into the flowing river.
Inviting picturesque poetry,
penning quickly in my sketch book.
Clouds cool the humidity,
while blue herons fly over.
Fighting the windy wetness,
while diving into the deep.
Fishing for prizes of river trout,
inviting gulls to their bounty.
Fighting over the river mist,
sounds of their cries eerily echo.
I put down my penned sketch book,
no longer focused on the birds.
I stop to see the morning sunrise,
enjoying the superb morning show.
8/27/2020
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ecstastically me
an exhilarated sense
indulgent and exultant
powerfully me
a confident zealousness
appreciating myself
Life goes on, despite our woes.
We are bigger than whatever it throws.
May your heart be full, your days sunny.
Laughter be yours, and plenty funny!
Be grateful for each special day.
Eat, enjoy, every minute each day.
Giving to others is the best!
Make another smile, that's a real test!
11-17-2020
Sky as infinite as deep thoughts,
foaming sea emitting sparkles,
glances brightened by romance,
a sweet urge to dance...
enjoying the peace of late hours.
Inspired by Linda-Marie's photo ps.JT76945.jpg
written by Andrew Crisci
A summer rain falls gently from the sky,
and settles softly on the meadow green
refreshing mother earth and beautify
the countryside with happiness unseen,
while love and nature joyfully convene.
As you and I stroll down a country lane
enjoying petrichor in summer air,
our clothes are getting drenched by gentle rain;
I gaze into your eyes without a care
while kissing droplets from a cheek so fair…
August 8, 2019
My childhood was a troublesome time,
My mind built walls too hard to climb.
My memories from that distant past,
My life made me feel like an outcast.
I tried to find where I could fit in,
Gave up, wondering what was my sin.
Family split apart, I don't know why,
Grew up wondering if it was I.
Dad went away, Granddad left too,
Cousins disappeared for so many years,
Just left me alone with my tears.
Brothers and sisters kept me apart,
Loneliness seemed to fill up my heart.
My wife lifted me from my pit of despair,
Throughout our long marriage, always there.
We took on the world and all it's travails.
The Good Lord above breathed wind in our sails.
Our children grew up, not needing us now,
That sense of abandonment creases my brow.
Has life gone full circle,has it all been in vain,
Just my wife and I on our own again.
No, we have not gone back, new seeds we have sown,
We have made our mark, never to be alone
We have brought our children into the equation,
Our grandsons three, have brought us elation.
So, no I have not gone back to my troublesome past.
I'm here with my wife, enjoying retirement at last.
© Dave Timperley May 2018
Freedom movement
Egypt, Algeria, Baharin
people defying iron hand
people on road
for road map of democracy
no to slavery and controls
people dying for rights
that we are enjoying
right since birth till grave
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© Hitendra Mehta
February 2011
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9th Place in Members contest –“ We Aren’t Japanese BUT please”
Sponsored by - Debbie Guzzi
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SSSSS AAAHHH!!
AH AH AH AAAHHH!
Mouth and Tongue Red Hot!
Head Cracking and with Burning with Fumes
Ears Steaming Crazy!
SSSSS AAAHHH!!
AH AH AH AAAHHH!
Lapping my Tongue like a dog ....AAaaaa.....
Wiping my sweaty brow....
Phew....PHew.....
But Still Enjoying my Chilies!
What do you expect next?
Running frantically, finding water!!
Growing old to some may mean dying;
Relinquishing the attributes of youth.
Once we become seventy or eighty,
What more of life's left; is this true?
I feel young and happy on the inside
No regrets, I've been blessed, each day's new.
Grey hairs and wrinkles may adorn me
Oh, but I still feel life's joys, just like you!
Life may have made me a lot slower, but
Don't give up on me yet; I've more living to do!
Sponsor: Nancy Jones
Contest Name: This is how life feels when you get to be my age...
It’s Thanksgiving Day.
First, we all convey
gratitude, for we are blessed.
Then comes time to dine.
Every dish is fine.
To this fact, we all attest.
Christmas time is here!
Gifts, goodwill, and cheer
fuel holiday delight.
Decorations glow;
kids play in the snow.
Church choirs sing “O Holy Night.”