Best Falling Poems
Snow falling—
Falling.
Feathers escaping from the pillow-heaven
Confusing the air
With the steadiness of a stampede
Advancing, clinging, smothering.
Snow falling—
Settling.
White fleecy lambs atop every protrusion
Sleek ermine boas
Draped upon the naked arms of nature
Bare of their green velvet capes.
Snow falling—
Drifting.
The spatula of wind
Smoothing mounds of marshmallow frosting
Billowy swirls
Of whipped immaculate splendor.
Snow falling—
Burying.
Obscuring the drab tired earth
Her deep wounds of time
Dissolving shadows of other seasons
That Spring may arise again.
Her magic is drawn
from an ocean's
million hues
reflecting
boundless skies
slain by her trembling perfection
you grab hold of her
to save yourself
and you do not mean her any harm
you just want to feel what azure feels like
to experience the depths of cerulean
but her cobalt dust
rubs off all over you
your being
indelibly indigo stained
as the beauty you wished to possess
lays crushed
at your feet
July 13th, 2018
Leaves talking, beautiful demise
If a leaf could talk, it would say, please, take your time
life is acted out in stages, every song has it's rhyme
When a leaf dies, its dynamic impressions in its flight
a stunning display of artistry, dazzling to the sight
Green turns to crimson, flaming tangerine and gold
a leaf's transforming demise is a beauty to behold
As sap runs dry, youthful vitality turns evanescent
the beauty of a leaf's demise is resplendent iridescence
A leaf's downfall, granted, is a casualty of the season
it's journey into oblivion, is transfixing beyond reason
When a leaf, takes its leave, exits gracefully the scene
We're left breathless with the vision, an event to be seen
September17,2016
FALLING FROM THE HEIGHTS
Who knew the road would fill with gravel’s pain?
My feet, sore bare, beneath the calloused peat.
The sun beat hard, no friend the serpent’s bane.
Fate’s sweat does drip, with chains, the dark complete.
The street does twist and wretch, the cliffs enormous.
The vertiginous heights of panic feeze.
Unpaid regret, ill storm felt ginormous.
Unholiness does creep upon my knees.
Good pleasure pled, my youth to harken please,
whilst time did serve the stench of gargoyled feet.
And greening eyes would steal the gold, and seize
the king’s pure daughter, then his regal seat.
The plummet ferocious does tear my skin.
The dirgelike wind does moan and fleece my sin.
3/8/2018
bane - woe, curse, destruction
feeze - a state of alarm or excitement
At first
love floats like a snowflake,
until it melts in your hand.
Then it falls,
like an Autumn leaf,
eventually swept away in the breeze.
Sometimes love offers mercy,
like April showers to rose petals,
but no rain can save from decay.
Love wants to be free like a kite,
flying colourfully in bright blue skies,
but grey clouds ruin its flight.
One day love will descend like sunset.
Maybe we are born to fall -
but love will always ascend again like sunrise.
Let eyes meet, let them spark a fire
Let rhythms sing to music of lyre
Let heartbeats of joy write our song
In moods of kisses yearned for long
Let blushing cheeks welcome romance
Enchanting heart's seductive dance
Let winds of love ignite our flame
As night, ecstatic, croons your name
December 29, 2019
Placed 3rd: Lay it on me—8x8 poetry contest
Eight syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Placed 2nd: Strand select 6 by Brian Strand
You’ve got me hanging,
On every word you say.
I just keep praying,
That you feel the same way.
I hope this isn’t a trap,
That would be crap.
You seem different,
But that’s been said before.
I get the butterflies,
All the time.
Just waiting for your number,
To be seen on the screen.
You make me laugh,
And you understand.
You just see,
What hasn’t been seen.
I really want this to be more,
More than you can think.
Can’t you see?
I’m falling.
Can you catch me?
I’m falling for you,
It’s uncharted territory.
I don’t know what to do.
Tell me not to worry,
And that you’re falling, too.
Like falling into stillness - like stars that make no sound,
I’m falling into ocean; there’s nothing I can do,
and ever since a person’s birth, there is no solid ground.
Tears have made this ocean, and with all humanity,
I’m foundering while drowning, sinking into sea.
Time, the endless grains of sand, surrounds these depths of blue.
After so much time, who’ll remember you or me?
And at this ocean’s bottom, whatever will be found?
For Kai Michael Neumann's Falling Poetry Contest
In the nighttime hours
As the world deftly creeps by
I summon my powers
Spread my wings and fly
Past cotton clouds,
Snow-capped mountains, white
I am lost and I am found
I am beauty and blight
Past the midnight chimes
A soul searching for home
Tangling myself in rhymes
So as to not feel alone
Catch the updraft of hope
Friendship sun on my face
My place in this world in scope
Loathing, with love replace
Falling so hard for you
beat will not wane
dark blue nights dreary cold
ran down your street
to see if you were home
tapped on your pane
come feel my soft touch
dance on bare feet!
Written - August 19th, 2015
Nette Onclaud's contest - "Visual of a Verso"
(We were asked to categorize our poems as rhyme, but mine is also a personification... of the rain.)
A flower blooms - only for a time -
then petal by falling petal, dies.
And faster still when winter settles -
washing white all color from sight.
An heirloom clock wakes sleepy night,
a new calendar sits on tidy desk,
a still life hanging on shadowed wall -
helps to remind of spring's rebirth
as days grow ever shorter.
Does winter's chill call thoughts of death
to those who would rather forget
or bury our discontent beneath the snow?
In late autumn's weary hours,
I tend to the fading flowers
and waiting, hold my breath.
Ever been infatuated
You just can't explain it
Words won't do
You'll never contain it
And you know what it leads to
Oh my, oooh oooh
I'm falling in love
Crazy excited
I think I'm floating on air
Take time to smell the roses
Love's fragrance everywhere
Spring in my step
Girl, this is cloud nine
Always thinking about you
Can't wait till you're mine
Ever been infatuated
You just can't explain it
Words won't do
You'll never contain it
And you know what it leads to
Oh my, oooh oooh
I'm falling in love
She's my future
Her name makes me smile
Right now she doesn't notice
But she will after awhile
Yeah, soon head over hills
She'll have a bad case for me
My friends say they don't see it
But true love is meant for me
Ever been infatuated
You just can't explain it
Words won't do
You'll never contain it
And you know what it leads to
Oh my, oooh oooh
I'm falling in love
I'm falling in love
It's crazy
I'm falling in love
Oh baby
I'm in love with you
~Lyric Man
Note: I almost titled this song "Infatuated", it's an upbeat pop lyric about a guy who is completely smitten with a girl (who doesn't even know the guy exist). This guy is so "crazy in love" that it doesn't even matter, not yet anyway. I hope you enjoy this fun song about the joy of infatuation.
My tears keep falling as days pass by
I’m left heartbroken, just sit and cry
I miss you darling, so does our son
You never told me what I had done
Since the day you walked away
The azure skies have all turned grey
I can't sleep at night as you’re not there
Hard to accept that you don’t care
Days turn to night; I sit alone
My aching heart has turned to stone
I do not know where I went wrong
Now I just sing this sad sad song
Inspired by listening to Autumn Leaves sung by Natalie Cole
Contest Sponsored by Teppo Gren
04~23~16
Upside Down Teardrops Falling Gently
Upside down teardrops falling gently onto a magical mirror
as crystal chandeliers of soft light filters through reflecting
a treasure of pearls that speak to a thousand bounties paid,
whilst a sanding of polished memories stone cut a diamond,
at once, that’s truly regal once upon a time in a deep dream
that shows inside a mystical castle embodied around a circle
that splits into a quarter wherein four cells hangs a real picture
of truest beauty and love that bathes inside the ocean’s breath
and sighs, whilst murmuring your name and speaking of the tides
lost at sea, whereby all of us, at the end now, shall become sacred
sailors who must freely seek out and fulfill our own human destiny.
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
August 20, 2021 (Free Verse)
Hold Those Tears Falling From Sullen Skies
Hold those tears falling from sullen skies
floods below, drown the sorrows of lost men.
Enough that mother earth hears thy sad cries
angelic sorrow, weep thou not in sin.
Remain thee stalwart, life may reverse tides
heaping on thee, joy in sweet future times.
Sun again shines, ending dark, stormy rides
thee shall picnic far off in fairer climes.
When mortal spirits race on foolish paths
happiness flows away as morning dew.
Embrace thee not, misdeeds bring evil wraths
walk faithful course, one that is truly new.
Live life, Fate has no power in Hope's lands.
For even Fate yields to angelic hands.
Robert J. Lindley, 10-28-2016
Sonnet