Best Finding Poems
These dark streets seem empty
All shadows, no light
But look, there’s a window
A candle burns bright
This quest makes me weary
As decades fly past
My first love is gone now
Will he be the last?
The last man to stroke my hair at night
While holding me close
No, I can’t believe that’s all there is
‘Cause inside hope grows
We may forget how to find it
But it lives in our hearts
Just follow the path marked “faith”
This is where hope starts
A new love will find me
The curtains will rise
Debuting this evening
‘Neath glitter-star skies
The emptiness gone now
A song’s in my heart
But how did I get here?
Well, hope played a part
The last man to stroke my hair at night
While holding me close
No, I can’t believe that’s all there is
‘Cause inside hope grows
We may forget how to find it
But it lives in our hearts
Just follow the trail marked “faith”
For this is where hope starts
July 15, 2020 for John Hamilton’s “Song of Hope” poetry contest
(To the tune of “Chariots of Fire”)
Such lovely lilac and crimson tones,
As a rainbow of colours fill the sky,
Radiant and beautiful soothes my bones,
Takes me above the clouds so far and high.
Captured in a moment of total bliss,
Wondering all the time what is life for?
Suspended in awe like a lover’s kiss,
Never felt like this to my very core.
Love all around and it's time I was found,
Beauty everywhere can't you see her smile,
Smiling at you and smiling all around,
It's time you gave love a chance for awhile.
But leave me above the clouds, here I'll stay,
I have found love in a different way.
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(Ten syllables per line)
31~10~16
~FInding Your Earth Angel~
My fondest wish,
Is that you meet one,
quite soon!
They are sent by God,
not the man in the moon!
May time and rushing tides,
bring one to you, more than
soon!
They speak with tongues of
angels,and your soul rests,
beneath a soothing moon.
They never tell you, that you
are a sinner, gone wrong.
They speak so softly, with very
soft supportive songs!
Those negative among you,
will scoff and say, there is no
such being.
However, I do have two, not
only living, but remind me to
laugh, that time is fleeting,
An earth angel gives your heart,
gossamer wings!
You rise above very dark clouds,
no lost meanderings.
Thank you,God as my soul no
longer roams.
One day,my earth angels and I,
will stand smiling, next to
God's eternal throne!
3/22/2021
~2~
Dedicated..to my Earth Angels!
For BigFoot I searched everywhere.
In all the Northwest, he’s not there!
Then I thought I might know
where a BigFoot might go . . .
so I went where the barbers cut hair!
To fit in and be like the rest
of us humans, he’d look his best.
so I went to each shop
where I thought he might stop
to have hair removed from his chest.
To Hollywood soon I was led.
I’d heard of a man with a head
like a wolf’s, full of hair,
making everyone stare.
What I found was Hugh Jackman instead!
Then a man I could not see too well
crossed my path at a fancy hotel.
When I got a good look,
that was all that it took!
It was furry but small, Steve Carell!
The last guy I saw in that land
of Hollywood stars acted grand.
That guy, very hairy
made Big Foot less scary.
He went by the name Russell Brand.
From Hasselhoff to Bradley Cooper,
some hairy guys are super duper!
I kept at my quest
when to the southwest
I moved, for I’m always a trooper.
I searched high and low, five years more,
but by then, I had grown very poor.
I had always liked shoes,
so thought I would choose
a job in a classy shoe store.
Like Carrie in “Sex in the City,”
I loved my work, and I looked pretty
with swank heels on my feet,
yet I felt incomplete
There was no Mr. Big! Such a pity!
But while working one day without care.
I looked up Can you guess who was there?
This odd creature so tall
made Shaquille look too small.
And he hardly could hide all his hair!
No fresh smelling flower was he,
but kindly I sensed him to be.
As I stooped down to put
my hand on that Big Foot,
I knew fate had led him to me!
Written by Andrea Dietrich
Finding Happiness in Everyday Pleasures
Happiness is bathing in glorious, golden sunshine,
absorbing the beauty of sunsets deliciously divine.
Dancing through cool droplets of silvery rain,
feeling cleansed, refreshed, and reborn again.
Happiness is inhaling the enchanting perfume of a riotous rose,
enjoying tropical beach sand trickling and tickling my toes.
Stroking in wonder my new born baby’s silky skin,
celebrating life with all my loving kith and kin.
Happiness is gazing in awe at a twinkling, star-studded sky,
questioning, seeking truths, wondering how and why.
Taking slow deep breaths of intoxicating oxygen from the air,
praising and thanking the Almighty in fervent, silent prayer.
Happiness is waking up to my beloved’s caress and kiss;
hearing how much he loves me is just pure bliss.
Finding real happiness is like discovering coveted treasures,
and I continue to find it in simple everyday pleasures.
My poem above was inspired by the poem “Happiness” below, written by American Imagist poet, Amy Lowell (1874-1925). She was a woman of great accomplishment.
Happiness
Happiness, to some, elation;
Is, to others, mere stagnation.
Days of passive somnolence,
At its wildest, indolence.
Hours of empty quietness,
No delight, and no distress.
Happiness to me is wine,
Effervescent, superfine.
Full of tang and fiery pleasure,
Far too hot to leave me leisure
For a single thought beyond it.
Drunk! Forgetful! This the bond: it
Means to give one's soul to gain
Life's quintessence. Even pain
Pricks to livelier living, then
Wakes the nerves to laugh again,
Rapture's self is three parts sorrow.
Although we must die to-morrow,
Losing every thought but this;
Torn, triumphant, drowned in bliss.
Happiness: We rarely feel it.
I would buy it, beg it, steal it,
Pay in coins of dripping blood
For this one transcendent good.
08-15-2015
09-02-2015
Contest: No More Masks
Sponsor: Catie Lindsey
Placement: 7th
FINDING GOD
My hungry heart and thirsty soul yearns for refill...
Darkness and light roll then turn me up and down.
Laughter and cries conjure caress my being in shrill.
Gaping aghast to running rush caused a run-down!
Yet, You my God comforted me 'neath water tides try.
In trials and confusion, Your Sovereign a rock still.
To shaky hope and weakness, Your grace empowers my will.
The wilderness brings forth spring when I found yea...
Hearing the sweetness of your voice in silence
unfolds truth - healing wells of pains and woes...
Heaven's breath by blossoms smell brought no shyness
of searching... finding... knowing You more and more...
Stars and moon shine along with my life's lamp shall bow
in praise and worship, the deepest reverence I can offer.
Thanking you until my life is done, my forever vow.
As finding You, my God within labyrinths sets order...
(c)Olive Eloisa
4:11am
August 10. 2013
FIRST PLACE, GLORY
TO GOD!!!
CONTEST: FINDING GOD
SPONSOR: Gale Angel
Doyle
Inspired by Biblical Verses:
*Acts 17:27: That they should seek God, in the hope that they might feel their way toward him and find him. Yet he is actually not far from each one of us,
**Matthew 7:8 = For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened.
***Jeremiah 33:3 - call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and
hidden things that you have not known.
Some who wish to find their true self - fearfully resist becoming lost.
How I wish I could be free,
To cuddle her with a kiss.
Will you come and dance with me,
Your nearness I sorely miss.
You're so far away from me,
I must roam around to find
If you have sailed the far sea,
And left me alone behind.
I roam about among fields
Would she be there in some shrub?
With fragrance that flower yields,
Or watching me from some pub?
Night began to darken skies,
'twas time for me to have a meal
There I saw her lovely eyes.
Quickly with a ring I kneel.
As I start on a quest finding self,
I must look very deep in my soul.
Here I will not find books on a shelf,
That will help me get close to my goal.
Clear I see as a child I was free
Brought to church I was taught God to love.
Where I walk tranquil streams follow me,
Down a path that would lead to above.
Twas my goal never wander away,
For my heart and my soul lived for God.
I would fall on my knees where I’d pray,
Knowing he was my staff and my rod.
Then a storm raged one day at my door,
I was angry at life’s awful turn,
All my faith it just crashed to the floor,
Now my hate strongly started to burn.
Blaming God never came to my mind,
Just my doubt had spread turmoil in me,
Now this dark hole inside made me blind,
All this hate in me screamed set me free.
Welcomed back like the prodigal son,
Jesus kissed all my sorrows away,
Wiped the tears I had shed dried each one,
I am saved by his grace every day.
As I end now this quest finding self,
I’m at peace and my spirit is free.
All my sins just like dust on a shelf,
Free to fly with these wings God gave me.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
10.06.2014
For Pendleton Arkwright’s Contest:
Anapest Trimeter
To sigh deep in the interlude of time
Before my world of silence closes in,
As nightfall marks the ticks of birdsong’s chime
And let a North Star bless my world within.
The change of song brings memories’ relief
Questioning not what dreams are all about;
So chant dear sparrows and take flight with peace
And will my wings to rise without a doubt.
Then drizzles spill for moments truly felt
For graced tokens of charms are now endowed;
When solace glides as fragrant raindrops melt
To lounge on twilight’s edge , draped by its shroud.
Oh, joy so calm beneath the pewter moon
A journey trailed, where dawn will find me soon.
Your Best Poem Ever Contest of John Hamilton
Written 3/18/2016 Re-submitted 6/18/2020
Finding Forgiveness
Can you forgive my humble home?
A cardboard box my diamond dome
Can you forgive my scanty clothes?
The least that I worry of my woes
Can you forgive my crooked smile?
The frigid air a thermostatic trial
Can you forgive my lack of food?
Your leftover meals I have chewed
Can you forgive my hungry heart?
A life brand new I’m hoping to start
Can you forgive my tapering tears?
There’s little left after all these years
Can you forgive a saddened soul?
A love lost in an empty echoless hole
Can you forgive my losing of will?
A shattered stain of a splitting spill
Can you forgive my only existence?
For the Lord has in his holy presence.
Nov.06.2017
Healing power of forgiveness
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
I can’t see my dentist and I’ve got dire halitosis,
with distancing I hope that nobody will notice!
When we're outdoors we must keep 2 meters apart,
this suits me fine when I drop a huge smelly fart!
At the supermarket there’s an enormous queue,
I hope the queue's much shorter for the ladies loo!
Bert's eating through his large pasta mountain
he stockpiled so much of that there’s no doubtin!
Bert’s barber’s closed, now he resembles a yeti,
entangled in his beard is meat and spaghetti!
Fred’s wife made him a mask from her old bra,
She’s 46 double d, I think she’s gone a little too far!
I’m fed up of constant repeats on the tv
especially as I pay a huge tv licence fee!
Sal's so sad she can't go to the gym
she now has 'sexercise' thrice daily with Jim
Jim's delighted with this state of play
He's praying for the lockdown to stay!
05/07/20
to find one's soulmate
one needs to listen to their heart
some set out for the big quest
the truth is your soulmate is nearby
your mate’s destiny is to find you
strange how serendipity works
while you keep busy being
the best person you can become
your soulmate will hover around you
like a bee to a flower
it will happen when you least expect it
when you're at peace within
you’ll recognize your soulmate
you just need to listen with your heart
AP: Honorable Mention 2021, Honorable Mention 2021
POTD - May 6, 2021
Posted on May 4, 2021
I long to cup each flushing cheek
My palms to hold her precious face
Her lips mine also wish to seek
With gentle kisses there to place
Be clear the sky no cloud to hide
Delights my heart is plain to see
Though dreariness can push aside
Does naught to halt her mystery
Her mind a magic melting pot
Blue eyes bright, her soul reveals
A spirit that is fiery hot
How easily? My heart, she steals
To hold her close and tenderly
Beneath a dreamy moonlit sky
And when she asks, “Do you love me?”
“With all my heart”, I do reply
Dear Sadness, take your chilly air
Lonely loveless to surround
Go from me and my despair
For my true love, at last, I’ve found
A FINDING
A sudden moon
Splashes gold
On evening clouds
And brightly dusts obscurity
Revealing within
Things people and places
Too profoundly hidden
To be forgotten
Call it findings
Those sticky stuffs of soul
Have lay alive and twitching
Through wandering years
Vividly clear happenings
Of childhood
Or (now musing) perhaps
Even another life
Such nocturnal painting
Challenges all meaning
And replaces
Current existence
Like
The crisp night
Lights up! –
A boy and his dog
On the green
Walking toward their home
In the village
On a most magnificent
Autumn day
Dave Austin