Best Faraway Poems
I get a glimpse of you
A soft hue of light lavender rising in my dawn
gliding fervently in sun-kissed breeze
An ephemeral beauty enchanting the depths of these caramel eyes
flaunting your gossamer wings in whimsical ballad
sprinkling ethereal dew upon the embers of my heart
And I feel it,a florescent flutter tickling my bare shoulder
a slight inhale of fragrance's breath lingering within my thought
chasing the back of my neck,teasing in wistful wonder
My blushed smile preserves the moment
Of your tender brush across the silk peach of my cheek
Of your fervent kiss fading in evanescent bliss
and unspoiled warmth of ardent touch upon my hair
My heart capture the seconds
till those iridescent wings fly high in sheer splendor
to crimson blossoms which bloom,which sway
which bleed and bend,which wrap their thorns
around my feet,around my hand
So,I would not follow dreams'coloured pastels
So I would not run to you,and I would not find you
by Spring's muddy gardens,in the faraway land.
Contest : ' In the Faraway!!!' sponsored by G.Veneto
Inspired by love and nature
Written by- Charmaine Chircop
The moonbeams bore you in a cradle of light smiling
warmly a cold blue winter moon rocking over and back thoughts
Midnight mystery howling to a silver reflection deeply echoes whispering winds
over Snow Mountain faraway dreaming stars twinkle in your treasure jewels
Lost trying to catch your trail freedom inside love the spark igniting
magic believing in a fairy tale ending dust in a thousand dreams enchanting
I
am
a boat –
glass-bottomed.
Released to the sea,
I drift dreamily with the tide.
Finding my will’s strength, I float myself to warm waters.
Life beneath me flashes brilliantly; I’m captured and enraptured by the faraway.
Jan. 29, 2017 for the F Form Poetry Contest of Broken Wings
Fibonacci - syllables 1/1/2/3/5/8/13/21
BETWEEN FARAWAY DISTANCE is THE POET and I
Treacherous stretches mounds of greens feed fresh the mind. . .
never ever upon a spangled heavens or in seagulls’ crash - hush,
nor on echoed notes of tweeting nightingales did I hear; feel. I find
the need to stop, steadily listen to the drumbeating of my heart.
Vivid is the touch of class brushed unto words, phrases and lines
paraded to thousand eyes to be read; critiqued or appreciated.
Not the lyrics, not the tones, not ev'n verses nor blues could conceal.
His pens, the aroma of spring flowers, sweet! Drawing grins to lips:
his style, maybe common to some but to me: truly, one of a kind.
Speaking softly to my nerves, tickling senses to consider he. . .
Our panache oppose however in seeking depths likeness bursts,
boundless in abandon from fountain of muse, more than amuse.
Not a sonnet, not a kyrielle, not even a haiku nor a tanka could hide.
Unstoppable, the poet and I, our thoughts and feelings fused. Twined
in our inks displayed not only a blooming romance hue. Yes, between us
is a faraway distance, so flagrant - challenging intentions if sincere or not,
but shared portions of rhymes, talks and times won; serving as shapers,
enriching our vows. Not long, the poet and I is wearing golden rings.
Written January 01, 017 (09:55 am)
Thorns tearing as a soul cries out
For a magic star to appear in the Heavens
Lost in the silver of the moon face
alone inside a chandelier
star lighting crystals a rainbow of love
In each teardrop one star falls
Within thoughts dust a trail
falling water sparkling over jewels glistening
in each and every wish granted
Shimmering silver treasure
falling in love you are so beautiful
sweetly beyond this world and the next
Twinkling behind dazzling sparkles
jewels of everlasting happiness
bliss will be the joy it brings
in never ending beauty sings
Each a warm fluttering inside wings
blushing ruby red lips kissing desire
deeply turning keys passion hotly breathes
Warm with a fire burning bright
flames openly embracing you love
softly and tenderly sighs sweetly
Touching this dream a gentle warm glow
holding the heart open
to one stunning beauty of a queen
The tiniest of silver labrets amid the corner of her beautiful elixic lips, so full ~
With a small diamond shining and glittering, upon her perfectly poised nose
These dangling rubies waltzing from beneath her precious meridian lobes, with
A pendant lavaliere; sapient sapphire, wrapped within the finest of gold
Wearing a white silk dress, cut low, to bare her feeding and full tanned breast
Bronzed reflections of paradise, her soft summers skin
Gently brushing, upon my wanting and very own ~
While as barefoot we dance, atop the radiant golden sands
Slowly, beckoned beneath the swaying shimmering stars
As into each others eyes we then fall; into the essence of it all
This beauty, while as the waves they so gently play, Beethovens
Overtures of serenities warm embrace; two hearts and two souls, entwined
Deeply within the mirrors rapturous notes of, a compositions love song ~
Taking one anothers hands gently; fingers interlaced amid this light
Making our way towards the stairs their rising, beyond the whispering shore
Candles, burning and joyfully waiting, for consecrations breath of life
Consummations rose petals of fragrance, atop this brilliant feathered bed of bright
As slowly I lie her back, to capture forever the pulsing of these beating hearts
Two souls, melting and melding amid loves destined moment; cherished
Honey dripping its sweetened nectars; impassioned cries of resoundings
Within this, utopias, everlasting kiss ~
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Beneath, these faraway stars....
Form:
The blueberry moon appears
dressed in white full of energy#
Through a sultry haze
you enter shadows
As daylight kisses
twilight goodnight
Into the night
of my eyes
Awakening
your majesty
Deeply cut priceless
Penetrating beams
a passageway
into chambers
Turning tides hold you
breathless within the core princess
Rose granite bleeds
in a stone cold cycle
Rock of ages
carved inside
an eclipse
You stand
one monument
Precious each time
Catching a falling star
in the moon's backward glance
over the right shoulder
Silver pearl reflections shine
Silken weaving
a dream magic web
captures space and time held
As her face waxes gibbous
Becoming full and bright
appearing the perfect host tonight
Faraway Town
The problems of America,
they can not reach me.
I don't worry about a thing.
I live happily and free,
in the basement of my grandparent's house.
Why not my parents(?),
well they went to jail.
No, I live here for free.
They are afraid I will ask more,
but they should...
show me the door.
I am ungrateful,
I am a user prime,
to define my rights,
in other people's lives!
No boundaries,
no borders,
we are all alike.
Just because you hate us.
We must comply.
Tents at my front door,
sh.. in the street.
America a third world,
in a real-world,
of my own town.
No rule of law,
they can do as they please,
soon they will come
for you,
even if you have locks...
with keys.
You cry about debt, that you create.
You give away yours...and mine too.
No one said it was okay,
but it was politically correct.
Free education all around,
until there is no money,
to pay teachers,
that refuse to work without pay.
Free medical,
"come here for your hangnails",
let us pay for that,
we are so wealthy,
until we all fall flat.
Then there will be no service
for anyone, you or me or them.
Only those that can afford it,
that will be...mostly...
them.
Sailing a kiss to you my dearest lady
soft and gentle winds gently they carry me away
starry eyes glisten pearl drops on fragrant memories
sailing within each and every thought love
Honey you whom is as fair in beauty
as the blossoms covered in dew sweetly dripping riches
deep maiden true golden treasure of the heart
gift of precious dreams spell magic beyond compare
Enchanting bluebells ring out sweetest tunes
when I close my eyes awakens a picture pure
Yearning in the crystal realm one smile
whispering sighs your name softly breathtaking
Inside upon the warm breeze faraway siren
whistling tunes flutter always to you my Queen
Whom crowns emotions champion of the heart
I drink from the silver chalice of the moon
Sipping thoughts I kneel before you graciously
embracing beauty upon the deepest sands
rising waves within the ocean curl salted
over and back feelings moistly kissing your feet
Unrhymed Quatrain
Wonders of the world abound
on our earthly stomping ground,
in the seven seas profound,
midst the heavens round us wound.
Images from reaches vast
by astronomers amassed
show in varicolored cast,
cosmic glories unsurpassed,
stories of the great immense,
begging questions why and whence,
scenes stelliferously dense,
bringing past to present tense.
Oh how tantalizing to
lose oneself in starry view
of galactic vision new
where a poet’s words ring true!
Tennyson’s ‘Far--Far—Away’,
penned for Music’s haunting play
with the sounds the words convey
as they whisper, swing and sway,
tells of ‘far’ from past long gone,
murmur from ‘his own life’s dawn’?
breath where ‘doors of death’ go on
through an open curtain drawn?
Whether time or space be meant,
or spacetime together bent,
still, whatever sense is lent,
far’s remote in its intent.
After sunset’s crimson blaze
we may raise a dreamy gaze
in escape from troubled days
to celestial splendors praise.
Will our search of cosmic sphere
teach us to esteem what’s here?
Oft stargazers too I fear
must look far to see the near.
~ Harley White
Somewhere out there in the faraway place,
There’s always sunshine and extreme happiness;
A dazzling rapture where our lost loved ones are enjoying,
All God’s embraces for His gift of eternal life- so fulfilling.
In the faraway place, so far beyond those clouds,
There are no more hatred and war but full of love;
No more tears, sickness, calamities and pain,
All angels keep on singing for God’s glory and graces pouring like rain.
So far beyond those clouds, a place so near to our heart,
Where all our prayers with faith reach at once without a doubt;
A perfect place to rest from all our toils and hardships,
An everlasting paradise with eternal garden of joy and peace.
So near to man’s heart, that place is as far as a step away,
If we don’t take care of ourselves we can go right there as early as today,
As we go on to our journey, let’s always be cautious on our way,
Everyone wants to dwell there, although not now but someday.
Jan. 27, 2014 12.40 a.m.
I do think of you too...
dreaming of our moments together....
you are love in my dreams
sending you a smile when you babe see
Oh just how that smile, just blew this mind away
wishing I was holding you warmly right now
Kissing you on the brow softly emotions
touching with lips and whisper into your ear
you came to me in my darkest night
an angel of such rare quality
Soft gently nibbling the air in your every breath
gasping gorgeous waves deeply brushing walls
sitting wishing you were here echoes
silently dreaming thinking faraway
Paths cross always you're forever inside floating
Sending you my destiny warm light filled with sparks
generating from the heart flying without wings
floating an army of kisses invading deep
Each one a star blazing thought
sending light across oceans
Rising sun kissing honey
morning golden sparkling dew
Love passing one big warm hug
missing you beautiful gem
How often, sullen memories reel
from faraway climb, down to heart’s raw drop
because these buried thoughts do bring to life again
vignettes of young adult's fire - --brushing lip to lip.
And neither of us dared follow our vow’s pledge..
you shrank away from the taste of life's whims,
and I from the fear of the deep passion inside.
for those memories have lashed me like a whip.
The indelible kisses of the past,
pressed on the pages of revelry's rhymes,
like the veinless leaves of autumn's parole,
granted in the place of winter's long blast
have allowed us to fearlessly roam--
assaulting a love that need not go wrong.
Skat's Best Love Poem #2
What I miss most, a kind thought, a small word
how we shared, the "memories" and moments
A hug in the wind--- nothing is absurd
with you. . your friendship and your tenderness
What I miss most, is how you made me smile
when we shared the humor, and not the rhyme . .
Advice and reason, truth being in style
respect was given, each and every time
What I miss most, is "anywhere we are"
we share in peace, harmony and prayers too
"Just reach out, I will never be too far"
"Think of me- turn my way," and "I'll lift you"
What I miss most, humor and not the rhyme
respect with a hug, each and every time
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"Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not”
Thank you for being unique, for being You
~ For Tommy ~
Songs:
Memories- Maroon 5
The Beu Sisters, Anytime You Need a Friend
Author’s Note: I choose my friends wisely. There are only a few in my life that have used me and my heart. I am very careful with whom I allow into my world. Trust and respect go together.
The mountain is covered in a dense falling fog
gun barrel grey clouds shading out, unto silver
changing outwards orange to soft peach
Gracing the sun setting sky warm thoughts
Runaway dream hums, within birds singing gently
almost a magic spell sings, in one background choir
Enchanting the breeze on a cold tune
blue blowing wind on a November
Evening has broken soft brushing across the brow
a dream beauty touching, deep feelings holding hands
Silver treasure lining clouds, I want
to bathe inside your crowning desires
Oh you're the angel who takes me out, from darkness
dazzling me in light of your sun, shining smiles bright
Crying around the valley howling, a wolf sad
sweet humming tunes, gentle soft, whispers to a dream
I wrote this 12/12/9/9 ending last on the 12 note