Best Excitements Poems
When I was young, I wanted to run away to the circus. Then one day I realized the circus was life! Are we not the clown, the strongman, the freak, the daredevil? Is there not personal sorrow and the desperate search for pleasure? The flying trapeze man and woman are in love, and every performance, they risk the breaking of their heart. When one almost falls to their death, the audience cries out, and then claps even louder! The freak show is hidden in the back, though its location is well known to local politicians. Then to play the games on the midway, with its crooked carnies, rigged set ups, and worldly women. The city is 'the big top', its chaotic gyrations and jaded excitements, all part of the show. The grandstands are filled with 'television head' people, buzzing with excitement. See the eye of the tiger, hear the trumpet of that greatest of beasts, cowl at the jungle kings exclamation! Later that night, a young boy lying in bed, wonders if it was just a dream. Then, far off in the distance, a whispering growl was heard!
taking an early walk along the shore
awaiting for the royal entrance of the new day
through His Love Divine---
I hear the whisper of the cold and gentle wind into my ears saying:
the arrival of your majestic prince of the universe has now begun
excitements I feel deep down in my heart
giving a fleeting glimpse at the side of the ocean
there lies the long ranges of mountain-tops
seems as if they hide him from me
giving me suspense on his final exquisite appearance
as the ebbs move gracefully on their way back…
carpeting his path
waves all arise welcoming him with their loveliest prelude
the cold breeze gently wafts the perfumes as peaceful as they could
a scent of the blue ocean-potpourri
filling the air up to the clouds then down to my mood
as my prince finally ascends unto the clear sky
through his radiant rays he sends me right away his glowing smiles
descending his loving touch mellowed by God’s Loving Embraces
from my face creeping down to my whole being
all I feel is his warmth: an assurance that forever He cares
a very wonderful feeling I can’t explain
I close my eyes and raise my gentle face towards his rays
trying to absorb all the blessings and graces he brings
Oh, what a great and wonderful feeling!
keeping still my chin up on high
exposing to him my rosy cheeked face as I close my eyes
then I protrude my lips
As I want to finally feel my Prince Sun’s warmest kiss
a kiss of my Darling Sunshine
a sweet kiss of love
the greatest and eternal love
from up above
Feb. 9, 2013 2.30pm
Note:
I love sunshine! My father gave me a ring when I was still young engraved with words Darling Sunshine because according to him I was born during sunrise. I lost the ring when I was staying in a dormitory as a student.
Sixth Place
Contest: Verse Poems
Judged: 3/12/2013
Sponsor: Poet Nathan A
Third Place
Contest: A Kiss of Sunshine
Judged: 3/25/2013
Sponsor: Poet Gail Angel Doyle
First Place
Contest: In Honor of my Fave Poem
Judged: 4/11/2013
Sponsor: Poet Andrea Dietrich
September’s serendipitous serenade
Evokes the ebullience of ecstasy
Provokes a prancing promenade
Tingeing the torrid leaf tips
Exacting an elemental excitements
Monumental majesty
Blue-black horizons blending
Exotically enigmatic exigencies
Ruby reds rollicking in the Rockies
John G. Lawless
©9/1/2018
In the midst of twinkling stars in dark starry nights,
you arrived in my life as a breakaway star,
the bright trail you left in sky,
sparkled my heart with heavenly joy.
Like two strangers we met on that life's road,
Forsaking everyone we had in this world,
Like two loving hearts strolling as one,
we made our journey together in the path’s unknown,
Like the twinkling stars in the sky,
we were eternally there for each other.
The fun and excitements of life,
we enjoyed together as delicate wine,
The pain and sorrows of life,
we shared together as bad dreams,
The joy and worries of raising family,
we cherished with sublime sweet emotions.
The unhappiness and discord in life,
we overcame with our trust and love divine.
No matter what lies at our unknown destination,
rest be assured that I will be yours,
and you will be mine.
Two opposing warring factions, meet upon the AstroTurf
Battlefield, in the sporting arena of Victory or agony’s defeated,
Warriors of the pigs skinned javelin, tackle each other at the
White lines of collisions honor, marked by the numbered banners
Of the fifty yard kick off point, yielding unto the pillars of the
Goal post of champions!
In the heat of battle these heroes of gladiatorial games, called
The NFL, thrill and chill their fans to the inner bones of the
True sportsman living within all us, born in this great nation,
Known as the U.S.A.
In this victorious field of dreams, no illusionary visions exist,
For these powerhouse gentlemen, gain each footings sacred
Ground by athletic skill and sheer raw brawn!
To the meek goes the booing of the fumble, to the strong
The million dollar playoff championship, cheered on by their
Ever loyal crowds of adoring fans, whom are enthroned by
This sport of endurance and strength of will!
In this modern coliseum of champions, no touch down goes
Without a standing ovation, or Styrofoam’s thumps up signal
Of approval, in these concrete surroundings this is truly a time
Honored sport of traditions, to be remembered in the
Historical records of the future as a classical game,
To challenge the strongest of athletes!
Golden are the rings given as victory’s insignias,
But in the hearts of the players and their loyal fans,
The price of the championship game is worth the cost
Of every single ounce of sweat and exaggeration, shown
On this epic field of battle!
As the crowds roar, with excitements thrilling kick offs
Point of the triumphant, field goal point scoring, their
Human wave of appreciation, is set at the release level
Of thousands!
In the homes of America the volume levels of the cheering
Is off the ratio scales charts, as chairs go flying backwards,
And Bowls of snacks explode everywhere, for the winning
Play has just been committed, and the championship team
Takes the final center field of the victorious!
Hurray for the great sport known as football,
The American sport of champions has again earned
Another season of splendor in the turf war of victories,
Behold our favorite pastime, may this pigskin colors never fade,
As our flag shall forever wave, for this is truly the great
American sport of athletic skill personified!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
The stars are your maids and the sun, your veil.
You’re such a mirror of elegant reflection
where beauty peeps and marvels at itself.
Your body all round, always ask to be pet
all tissues sensually interlinked with mesmerizing excitements.
A hundred places resonating when one part is touched.
Boats of lovers, stay stuck in a dense stream of your beauty’s capture
your neck tenderly crafted and hands cutely neonatal
expressing feminine fragility in its finest
and such softness compelling
a rush of constant helping hands and curious minds
to create a zone pack full of dreamers and passionate wishers.
Elegance and sharp attractions
are dyes from extracted colours of Eden’s flowers
your voice is so peaceful and refining
that in your kingdom, there’s no rusty roof
your loose dress, shows off independence with the winds
presenting such limbs to be a masterpiece of affection’s fountains
blending to form a strong intensity so dangerous to men
and with those rolling eyes, powerfully discharging blips of admiration.
The open wings of your heart and your simplicity sum it all
as they fuel an aggressive mass movement
for nature to visit a therapist
to aid its creative power for the birth of more of your kind
to better the status of existence.
Hearty Island Vacation
Hurray, hurray, step on the gas
family summer break jumps today!
We started out late, Jessica kept stumping "whining"
we stopped by the horse corral, he was neighing.
We’re going now, through dusty desert and long lonely stretch
unmoving in Barstow, California, so not many excitements.
We’re scanning for dinner; will it be pizza?
We want something good and tasty!
Heavy five o’clock traffic, oh what a mess.
We went to sleep with dream of island in our head.
The next day awoke and ran out to door.
We drove west, smell of the ocean
the cool, morning air embracing with its fishy smell.
Boat’s nose rose, like the airplane
on a boat in the water feeling free.
The sky above, clear and blue
with the wind blowing in my face.
Arrived at the Catalina Island,
so beautiful, yet so overlooked.
The little island, my heart it took
it was all I could do
to stop, watch and listen.
To the tides slapping on the rocky shore.
IMPATIENCE
it’s spring gloomy day
and i watch from the window
strange quiets and excitements
hang in the humidity
like ghostly, long caged voices
the green explosion
has destroyed winter’s hold,
silenced the screaming,
and impatient nature
awaits a late burst of sun
He be from a young age, being close to the sea
His excitement being, just what will he see
Books, stories, told so much he
He just wants to be, what all's told to thee
Many trips he's been, many species he's caught
Previous excitements captured, leaving him naught
Being a typical Fisherman, telling sizes he's seen
He to Lanzarote, never the Anglers King
For he, and just he, when he's caught in running run
No matter it's size, from the sea it all begun
To enter it's depths, knowing it's depths won't return
This Fisherman's Wish, no tomorrows having earned
Deep in the Silent darks,
wandering and swaying around
I was, once content with life full
and concern less.
None to lad me with the
burdens of responsibilities,
nor someone to share
my loneliness.
Life held for me little surprises,
and even fewer
excitements in the
monotonous chores.
On one such dark
expeditions, was i broke off
my usual routine
when I met her...
Imperfect she was...
And also intruding and irritating..
But I too was not more
perfect, and longed to
give her company and also,
to have her presence.
She was always there- Sometimes distracting
and some others even annoying-
Pricking and pinching and
stinging me now and then.
I did it all-
Soothing her and
cajoling, as she
Screamed and chided me.
Eventually, and gradual it was,
she too showed a change-
Sublimed was she and
also softened
My love and patience blooming
and bearing fruits,
She glowed brightly with
strong sensuality
and delicate frailness.
A gift she was... Although in disguise!!
I cherished her beauty and form,
with all the reverence I could muster...
I loved her too much to leave,
making the inevitable parting
even more impossible...
She vanished suddenly
as she had once appeared..
As a pearl, most ditinguished
and unique...
Abandoning me there...
A deserted oyster to die
In the still waters of unending depths..
Respect sets the stage for love’s serge.
Where, esteem and flattery merge.
Infatuation births passions.
Self worth overcomes excitements
And casts off mundane enticements.
Integrity stays emotions.
Respect sets the stage for love’s serge.
Where, esteem and flattery merge.
Hold firm to dreams of tomorrow.
Meet not emotional sorrow.
Infatuation births passions.
Integrity stays emotions.
Respect sets the stage for love’s serge.
Where esteem and flattery merge.
October 29, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Congest: Sonnetina Rispetto - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Dr.Ram Mehta
Ocean breeze blows so fresh and pure
While white clouds sail away in departure
Azure sky reveals its majestic mirror of beauty
As choral-remains and shells stud ashore in bounty
Sand coated the coast almost as white as snow
Children play at sand dunes climbing in a row
Sea birds are paragliding gracefully
In rhythms of waves rolling with glee
Emerald water sparkles like diamonds
Seagulls swoop for fish leaving kiss quite fond
Crabs and turtles waltz with the ebbs
Joys and excitements come floating in blebs
Some dolphins swim in an aquatic rollercoaster
To entertain me and you and every beach lover
Oh, what a great time to sojourn in this white beach!
Come, savor its charm so therapeutically rich.
May 10, 2023 11.53am
Couplet Poetry
Contest Judged: 5/16/2023 11:28:00 AM
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Place 2 (up to multi-3 and multi-HM w)
The cold winds have begun to blow, evidence of winter’s arrival.
The trees are nearly bare of autumn leaves while stretching toward the late fall sky.
Brilliant colors of autumn have begun to fade away to muted colors of winter grays.
As each day passes by, the days begin to get shorter while nights get colder.
Early mornings awaken with a coating of frost across the landscape and a chill in the air.
My excitements builds as each day passes, for the arrival of winter's first snow.
Looking forward to hearing the gentle crackling sounds of the snow falling on crisp fallen autumn leaves.
Sounds that are so unique for this time of year.
The autumn colors within a short period of time will be replace by a white winter mantel of freshly fallen snow.
A sign of seasonal transition from Autumn to Winter.
Why write a sonnet for a sonnet's sake?
The mist has lifted and the sun is warm
Within the earth and deep inside the corm
Life waits. See how the ripples on the lake
Reflect the light, and how the grasses shake
Why stay indoors and write so in a form
That long ago did take the world by storm
But now would barely make a baby wake?
Why not? The world's excitements pass me by
Its many problems, purposes, and pains
Can stay outside. The movements of the sky
Are moments, but the sonnet still remains
And anyway, that Shakespeare, what a guy!
Yeah, this one's a Petrarchan, she explains
© Gail Foster 15th February 2023
I watch the teary, misty rain
as the torrents of wind
move against the grey blackness
Stroking my pet cat
with her indistinct, blurry
message that's always tuned into
the joyful, sounding music of the universe
My heart yearning for a better love life
I think about the loves gone by
Memories of all I loved coming back to me
The undying love for my mother
sick and frightened
I exchange the calming, nurturing lilies
in her garden
Golden rhythms bring me peace within
the softness of the morning hours brings
an intense love and spirit of the giving season
hopefully more of kindness and unconditional
love than of material burdens and manipulations
I feel happiness suddenly - seeing the
blues in the greys that turn angelic white
understanding the message of life
Soothing and unexpected excitements
dreams of success in all the
fragments of being bringing together
the whole, inspired miracle
the magic and enchantment
Letting go of the stress
and going with the flowing light and love
bringing peace to calamity
of my soul and restoring it to
everything beautiful