Best Exuding Poems
“and the birds twitter like whispering violins”
Quote by – Constance La France
Whiffs of fragrant breeze propagate tranquility
Kissing delicate roses, blushing amber beauty,
Rustling leaves of willows, as if tenor of music,
Swaying blades of grass shimmying moods of winds,
Sounding lyrics esoteric echoing voice of spring;
Humming softly to rhythms of dancing daffodils,
Quivering golden rays peeking through trees,
Burbling on rivers, rippling giggling tributaries,
Fluttering in glee, whispering to sunlit prairies,
Swinging tender revelry lilting in shadows,
Thrilling meadows budding through wintry throes,
Reviving weary realms, thriving withered knolls;
Grinning from mountains, atop lush valleys,
From shores of Pacific to shores of Atlantic,
Through the mighty Rockies, across Great Plains,
Lyrical, jubilant, exuding aura of happiness,
Enchanted by sweet ballad of robins’ daydreams
Strumming melodies of mellifluous spring.
May 16, 2023
Placed 2nd: Writing Challenge A quotes – Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Placed 8th: Brian Strand Premier Contest
Categories:
exuding, bird, joy, spring,
Form:
Free verse
Regally it stands, the staunch guardian of her lonesome heart,
Reminiscing in revelries of yore, treasured memories impart,
Defying glum turbulence of now, hanging on to seasons past,
When springs-winsome banished, doldrums harsh-winters cast.
Disheartened, the gate harkens back~ O, so young its master died,
Lamenting of distressed times, when grief stilled her teary eyed;
Yet, with resolve, it squeaks its hinges, resounding a voice of pride,
Beckoning to benevolence of bliss, fate had so callously denied.
With kindred vibes it greets her, vying elation of cherished days,
Suppressing aches and rattles of its rusting, clamoring, phase;
Preferring realm of time, when he was the keeper of this place,
As dutifully now it opens wide, exuding mirth of youthful grace.
O, how fondly the gate recalls, dance of duo beneath full moon,
Humming melodies intimate, passions of doting souls croon,
Embracing celebration of life, as heartbeats enamored attune,
To rhythms emanating song of love, strumming infatuated tune.
Despite groans and whimpers, blaring aloud clattering of pain,
The gate vows to protect her, refusing ever to wither or wane,
Unwavering through thunders, rains, vicious strikes of feeble age,
Challenging its steeled bones, to gallantly defy seasons’ rage.
Categories:
exuding, emotions, memory, missing,
Form:
Personification
Sometimes on the road of life
Change becomes the norm
When you think, “The sky is true”
The horizon brews a storm
Some storms last but a minute
Like a ship they sail right by
Other storms seem to be
As endless as the sky
Some storms come with a flood
As life gets washed away
Other storms shake the ground
As mountains crumble into clay
Storms come in many sizes
They come in many shapes
Storms come in many forms
Some bless while others rape
As we face the storms of life
They change who we are
Sometimes, we’re the clouds
Other times we’re the stars
Storms have one thing in common
One day they too shall pass
As a car rolls to a stop
Storms run out of gas
After the storm has passed us by
A seed sprouts to a flower
Each petal seems to be
Exuding strength and power
I have weathered many storms
Their lines map my face
In their wake I have found
Love is my saving grace
I don’t know what this poem means
I don’t know if I ever will
All I know is that right now
This poem is how I feel
Categories:
exuding, introspection, life
Form:
Quatrain
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeJWKSbbq68
There beyond the afterlife a glimpse of a passing star
an orbing light that flickers in submergence with the dawn
The memories of a life exuding all that none can mar
a revival of affection, in shades of gold and brawn
Way down yonder my lonely thoughts explore
aside your Divine Light and Radiance
this hungry heart is wanting more
I dip inside a memory like an old romance
Dancing dreams of lovers flickering so bright
a pacification of senses, I am bathed in your light
there beyond the afterlife a glimpse, a shooting star
I would love to meet you once again but you live way to far.
Categories:
exuding, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme
Pull out the easel
set the canvas
positioned long and slender clean slate.
Sketch the figures huddled and dark-bound hostage
to charcoal-cooled coals
etching in shadow images;
Faceless entities
slipping in and out the background
earth-toned sojourners accepting, alone, quiet, dying;
Still the images in silence
hard and disfigured
grotesque horrors in place;
Somber soul-drained eyes
skeletal socket holes
buried in the heart and mind;
Let tears fall down their cheeks
in wonder, awe, and
fear of what happens next.
Acrylic primers dilute the wash in the storyline
flaking and cracking
tearing each soul and truth away;
Polyptych blended burnish bleeds
quiet, soft exuding
whimpered cries, asking why;
Chiaroscuro collages of death from life
fading to diluent breaths
the heartbeat of an unholy silence;
Graded gouache monochrome scraper boards
releasing sfumatos of singularities
communal lives sacrificed
Varnish the final rendition
camouflage the realities,
the actuality of what it represents,
Time immemorial in genocidal atrocities
of Native Americans, Cambodians, Hawaiians,
Jews, Rwandans, Bosnia, Darfur,.
When does it stop?
The never-ending list
life is more precious than this
until change comes
Paint the Picture Black and Gray
pray
then act.
Categories:
exuding, africa, art, dark, grief,
Form:
Imagism
Withered memories invigorate, rekindling rhythm of heart,
Grabbing hold of me to retrieve elation of forgotten past
Throbbing in enchantment, treasured memoirs now impart,
Where decaying house stands, bearing grief seasons cast.
Up the hill I trek, gazing pastures glistening in dawning day
As glint of dawn slowly scintillates horizon shrouded gray
Amid mooing calls of cows, where mango trees gently sway,
Waltzing echoes of yore, clucking~ clattering hens convey.
How regally it welcomes me, my cherished childhood place
Beckoning as it peeks through the creaking old metal gate
That opens wide its fatigued frame, exuding welcome grace,
Lamenting of rusted hinges, squeaking of weathered fate.
Buoying on impulses serene, you enter boldly realm green
Fixated in pristine meadows~ burbling tenor of streams,
Holding my indulgent embrace, there you proudly preen,
For being blessed to own endearing piece of idyllic dreams;
Envisioning an intimate chalet, built on love felt and known,
Where cattle graze, birds built nests, animals freely roam,
Among paradise of orchards, vines, bedazzling as it’s grown,
While rusty old gate, loath to moan, beholds bliss of home.
July 1, 2022
Placed 1st: One In Five Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Categories:
exuding, home, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Smiling mirthfully, relishing amber twilit theme,
Bedazzled in musings, reveling memories agleam,
Oh! how you charm, gazing eve’s blushing arc,
Where scarlet hues delight, igniting love spark
When impulses, moonlit, passions playful cajole
As we stroll daydreaming trekking verdant knoll,
Ambling in romance, two sensuous souls extol;
Just after the setting sun merges with the sea
And sky above stages a concert of stellar glee
When seductive vibes on wings of zest spree
Questing for, stealthily, doting hearts’ consent
Chasing exaltation, love-struck hints augment,
Exuding scent amatory from emboldened heart
Intoxicating affection smitten feelings impart;
Clasping amorous moment together we found,
Where tick of blazing hearts is the only sound
But for the clues tiptoeing, arousing carnal bliss,
Pinging fervent longings yearning endearing kiss,
Enchanting intentions of eager, flirtatious night
Courting your approval, ecstatic reveries ignite,
Sowing dreams euphoric to bloom in fertile dawn
Aspiring love evermore, blossoming on and on.
July 30, 2022
Placed 1st: Rhyme Rumi Quote Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
(151 words)
Categories:
exuding, love, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme
Fabulous is summer’s zeal, rustling its vibrant appeal
Allured by song of robins, warbling from willow trees
Rhapsodic in revelry of frolicking shamrock prairies
Enticing lovers’ exuberance waltzing on ocean breeze
Where sandy footprints amble, exuding playful hints
Eagerly invoking love through kindled vibes of fantasies
Luxuriating on beaches, reminiscing sensual musings
Longingly indulging in smitten hearts’ fervent dreams
Tantalized by multicolored choreography of monarchs
Orbiting scented blossoms, articulating random dance
Seduced by fiery vistas invoking passions of romance
Ubiquitous in changing colors beckoning advent of fall
Meticulously browning fields where cattle lazily graze
Mesmerized in twilight blaze, scintillating orange-red
Ebulliently painting horizon in decaying crimson glaze
Ruminating autumn’s brilliance in summer’s farewell
October 8, 2020
Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 23 – Seasonal Acrostic – Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: Farewell to Summer
Categories:
exuding, farewell, imagery, nature, summer,
Form:
Acrostic
He's staring off into oblivion;
dead-lights, who of their own free will choose to illuminate
the gray matter microwave that is TV:
too vain, too vulgar. Thought Vanquisher,
brought to you by your friendly-facade-keepers:
the politicians pussyfooting on a pedestal
built of an uninformed (yet united) public -
whose belief in "connection" is in reference
to a wall socket. Not love. Not kindness.
Who unwittingly become hamsters on a wheel,
convinced of stars held in our pockets; while promises of prosperity
dangle on a string. Like Maya's caged bird we sing
- but not of freedom - to sing of that would be akin
to declaring the sun has risen in the east. Freedom is a given,
at least that's the belief that's bandied about.
There's a boldface lie in that belief . . staring us in the face.
Are we too ignorant to see or too coddled to care?
Organic antenna, playing a fuzzy station;
our loved one's voice like a pesky fly -
six-legged silhouette on precious phones.
Halfhearted hmms-and-yeahs exuding from lazy lips. A lone
wolf, misunderstood youth - the euphemisms of today,
tomorrow's regrets. The diarrhea of words floating
in cyberspace; ricocheting off planets, but never touching earth.
The constipation of passion - nonchalant bloodbath of values -
no one strong enough to carry the hearse. We'll have to work
together - in unity redirected - to carry the load of our ancestor's past.
We descendants who reap the aftermath; let's carry on and forgo the calm.
Complacency is no destiny to pursue; crack the bottle against the bow,
that ship has sailed. Let us dabble in truth, instead of sugarcoat lies;
deception maybe be sweet, but give it time, it'll go straight to your thighs.
Embrace controversy with a bear hug, and give tyranny a timeout.
And should our words sharpen swords instead of mold minds,
may the massacre be only metaphorical - and the white flag of truce
be mistaken for a canvas - painted with the blood of your passion.
Categories:
exuding, allegory, america, angst, today,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Pantheress on the Prowl
She stalks her prey like a pantheress
on the prowl, confident and self-assured as
she glides into the room. She’s squeezed
into a low cut, body hugging, ruby
red satin wiggle dress, wearing silky black
stockings and patent leather stilettos, exuding unbridled
sensuality, the epitome of sexuality and desirability…
she stalks her prey like a pantheress.
Note: This poem was inspired by the Rock N’ Roll song, “"Maneater” by Hall and Oates released in 1982.
(Form – Enjambment posted as Verse – 8 lines with 7 words in each line.
The 1st line and the 8th line are the same)
12-04-2014
Categories:
exuding, desire, sensual, sexy,
Form:
Verse
Life
Spins
Shuffling
A playlist
Sequencing events
Encapsulating fierce lessons
Exuding a gentle breeze that conveys fear triumph
Savoring nectar sweetness brought with living each moment as first day of existence
For Life Contest
Sponsored by Janis Thompson
Third Place
5-15-2016
Categories:
exuding, life,
Form:
Fibonacci
Sparkling white pearls in sun-rays gold
Adorning dew drops glint-morning arose
On silken-red aura, petals velvet unfold
Flaunting glamour of expressions bold
Exuding fragrance floral splendor chose
Luring passions heart rhythms compose
Revealing hints endearing sights disclose
In language of love, poise of ruby rose.
August 26, 2022
Eight Lines of Rhyme-Your Favorite Flower
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Categories:
exuding, flower, rose,
Form:
Rhyme
Rose blossoms divine~ splendor exuding delight,
Ebullient is their stance, colorful is their profile,
Ecstatically they rise, flaunting exuberant smile;
Grandeur flower-bouquets charming your sight
Lauding scented whiffs fragrant blooms impart
As silken petals unfold, lip-synching your heart.
Upon arched trellis dazzles honey-gold royal rose
Forming vibrant arc of winsome welcome-pose,
Charming realm of crimson, scarlet, coral, themes~
Seductive blooms enchanting passionate dreams,
Standing tall on long-stems wallowing in sunrise
Romancing love-vibes beaming through your eyes.
Bountiful clusters tout reddish-purple fuchsia blush
Oscillating rosy-buds to lyrical melodies of thrush
Where, chasing nectar, bees and butterflies rush,
While daydreams-enamored, clasping silence hush,
Reveling indulgent stimulus in cooing hints of dove
Strumming in our hearts mellifluous music of love.
March 14, 2022
Placed 1st: A Brian Strand 1095
Placed 2nd: Garden Inspirations Poetry Contest
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
Categories:
exuding, garden, imagery, rose,
Form:
Rhyme
The forest music plays
A haunting tune,
Vibrating softly
All around the countryside.
The fragrance of the spruce
Exuding joy,
Combine with the scent
Of the mighty magnolia
Now in full bloom.
Darkness falls.
We trudge a path
Towards a lake.
The peach-hued moon shines brightly.
Peace reigns.
We shelter in a hostel.
Besides a window.
The glitter of the moon
Shines across the placid waters.
All is calm.
A room is available.
What better way to spend the night?
Categories:
exuding, love,
Form:
Free verse
We
could have
danced all night,
around the calm
pond where cold dark waves
seem to send electric
notes that echoed all around
in the garden with melodies
soft that sent throbs in our lonely hearts
as we twirled and twirled, thinking of our love.
From high above, luminous stars twinkled,
on delicate, sensuous flowers,
exuding faintly the sweet scent,
urging us to speed our dance,
to the tune of soft breeze,
much to our delight
as we cling more,
two lips meet,
it is
Bliss.
Placed 1
Categories:
exuding, dance,
Form:
Etheree