Best Felt Poems
Daffodil majorettes lead the spring parade
Mom fox had lured out a reluctant kit
Verdant grasses are growing lovely shade
For dainty dulcet purple violet
Gentle nurturing rain from day or two
Coaxes her lace lilac to gently wake
Meadow rainbow chiffon a lovely hue.
Faerie-felt awe surrounds beautiful lake.
Carpet of tulips arrive on the scene.
Growth can be felt every hour or two.
Resurrection of weeds, not being mean.
Cyclical magic for me and for you.
The woodlands, the meadow, the lake and the dale.
Rebirth of spring yearly, without fail.
Written Feb 24, 2019
Contest: Springtime Rebirth
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Write to me about your greatest pain
Let me hold it within my hands
I have lived here within my perfect world
I have not felt anything
Let me s e e through your eyes
I badly want to FEEL alive
Prick my soul with delicious pain
I'm tired of only SUNshine
I wish to e x p e r i e n c e rain
Tears flow into me
I feel like I am DROWNING
What have I asked for?
I beg you PLEASE take it back!
I can't h o l d onto your pain!
August 15, 2016
For Broken Wing's It takes Four Contest
A few moments past twilight,
half a moment before blackfall,
I was sure there’d be time enough
and light enough
to return to the bodies I’d left behind.
My lifelong friends followed me,
we quaked under the bridge,
through the narrow tunnel,
up the steep, narrow footpath,
through the second tunnel.
We saw them still there,
just where I’d found them
and left them,
why would they not be there ?
Yet somehow
I wasn’t sure that they would.
Eerily visible from the distant road,
so brilliantly white
they almost glowed,
seven bodies hanging in the gloom,
this was how I found them
and left them.
Now they were five,
there was no hint of a breeze.
No longer hanging,
they stood like forgotten mannequins,
hoping, perhaps,
that we might breathe new life
into the quiet foothills.
29th April 2019
"Felt"
some people
have magic
in their bones
it speaks
another language
silencing the
Kurdaitcha Man
seen pointing
unnecessarily
without conviction
time is ours
in this endless place
we circle rings
rippling our marks
deep within trees
depositing stories
they breathe
us in
we breathe
them out
gifting
their leaves
we fall softly
crumpling
under others’ feet
the stories
conveyed
and transferred
replenish and feed
the microcosm
to become
something
much larger
some people
have magic
in their bones
it speaks
another language
it is felt
not seen
falling softly inside
we become lighter
rising like myths
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
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Drops flung free of Winters' pelt,
pelt pale seedlings strung below
Below the soil, as spring is felt,
felt springs uncoil through melting snow
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The Sea sighs under distant skies,
spinning stories of love and fear.
And as the wind whistles tall tales,
old seamen, cup their ears to hear.
Prospects of fabulous treasures,
gives imagination a stir.
And like a siren, the Sea calls
salty sailors to come to Her.
She sings along with humpback whales,
as they serenade Her with love.
And at night, She dances with light,
beamed from a glowing moon above.
Her cascading waves raise spirits,
only to watch them swiftly fall.
For She's drowned many a poor soul,
answering Her seductive call.
She connects Her heart to your heart,
through a language more felt than heard.
And yet, some say She speaks clearly;
without Her uttering a word.
My loving dog !
I once felt pain-
while he
standing beside me
with his usual glee,
wondering why fate
decreed he would
be born
as a hound
despite the abundant
divine qualities
within his faithful heart.
The naked trees have melted
their colors to the ground...
The cool air wilts the flowers
and steals the birds sound...
The vision is chilled and profound...
"Welcome Winter Contest" by Carol Brown
I've felt your love within my soul,
fanning passion's flame in my heart.
And like I'd stepped into a hole,
I fell in love right from the start.
Destiny can't keep us apart,
for fate is in complete control.
And since all my walls fell apart,
I've felt your love within my soul.
In my daunting days, dark as coal,
you were my guiding light, sweetheart.
I was broken; you made me whole,
fanning passion's flame in my heart.
You didn't hit pause or press restart,
unlike others playing a role.
Offering my heart a jumpstart,
I've felt your love within my soul.
It seemed an impossible goal,
fanning passion's flame in my heart.
Yet, amidst life's rigamarole,
my heart found my soul's counterpart.
Knowing love's real, doubts depart,
freeing us to laugh and cajole.
My scribblings, to your eye, are art,
holding hands on a moonlight stroll;
I've felt your love.
A frightened boy, I felt an ache inside
for not liking girls as other boys did.
And I still remember the nights I cried;
for feeling feelings, that the Lord forbid.
Consumed by a relentless ache, I hid
my feelings, for they left me petrified.
And I wasn't brave like a normal kid;
a frightened boy, I felt an ache inside.
Fate had stripped my fragile ego of pride:
my inner self was kept under a lid.
And I felt ostracized and pushed aside,
for not liking girls as other boys did.
I gravely feared disobeying God's bid
and often ran into the woods to hide.
But facing a slippery slope, I slid,
and I still remember the nights I cried.
I'd contemplate committing suicide
when I was alone, somewhere off the grid.
And within my soul, this ache amplified;
feeling the feelings, that the Lord forbid.
I dreamt of privateers like Captain Kidd:
yet, in sports, no team picked me for their side;
I felt the world hated me as a kid.
And when no one cared if I lived or died,
I felt an ache inside.
Cosmos magic assails me, delights me, entices me.
Heavenly bliss smiles upon my willingness to become one.
Spiritual energy lifts me, inspires me.
Ascending, I transmute
A star now, I smile at my empty chair.
Other stars congregate around me. Welcome back, they whisper.
Not in a voice, but in gentle, loving, thoughts.
I recognize them, they are the ones I had forgotten.
I am feeling blissful, loved, experiencing a soul level I had
Been banned from retaining in my earth body.
My empty chair sends love to the hickory tree behind her.
I realize they are related. At one time, she was an offshoot from
the tree's roots.
I am an offshoot of another world.
Leaving this one behind will be no hardship.
Sparkling, dazzling energy enhances and promotes sheer happiness.
I feel a delight I had forgotten.
I am delicately surrounded by the cosmos which loves me now,
Has always loved me, and will forever love me.
I say "I have missed you so much!"
Knowing the one I have missed is me.
I have never felt so loved.
I felt you that night
more clearly than any wound
the tears i bled
from the things we said
it made even the angels swoon
i felt inside something not there
something about you didn't seem to care
have i failed you once too many times
is that why i am unforgiven of these unsaid crimes
i felt like i never had before
and for that i am so sorry
i didn't mean to make you feel something
i tell you i'll be fine, so don't worry
it was just a half finished song i wanted to sing
but days go by and dreams die
devils can sigh and lifeless things cry
i never meant to hurt myself
i never meant to lie
i walked away from you
so you wouldn't know why
i loved and felt things not meant to be had
stories don't end this way, they aren't supposed to be sad
half felt and half undone
i'm afraid the sad story has only yet begun
There was a possibility of snow.
I looked out on a chilly white scene,
reflecting that extremes of weather are
matched by extremes of political fronts.
The season hangs its head
under a burden.
Out for a walk with 'Duke', I ducked
under snow-laden branches,
but it was the beast of a snowplough
that threw it at me – down my neck.
Is other traffic struggling
to get to where?
This morning the world feels very different.
We are searching to find where we are
as a big Trump of the white stuff
is flung at us. On the way to the White House
an occluded front is forecast.
So what to put on?
He thought it was a rude slight
The rudest one he’d had all night.
She had no idea he felt this way.
She was truly only trying to play.
Her sarcasm was not too bright.
She had shoved him away with all her might.
By using blatant sarcasm that night.
Not knowing this was not the way.
so sad for her, felt bad for her
It was kind of a family blight
Their meanness gave us all a fright
She would have to learn a better way
If she wanted to keep a man like Clay
Who was wonderful both day and night
so sad for her, felt bad for her
He felt unworthy
Unworthy of love
Unworthy of friends
Unworthy of community
A walking apology
Head down, sad mouth, shaded eyes
Never validated
Never loved
Secluded from others
Including a father he claimed to despise
He never actually met him though.