Best Flights Poems
Flights of the Butterfly
Looking at the butterflies dancing decoratively divine
Their wings tickle & flutter the acoustical ambient air
Enthralled by their ethereal beauty as they intertwine
My eyes drawn to infinity in a pensive peaceful prayer
Butterflies within the morning seductive seclusive sun
Melodies of motion that move the silent secular heart
Blissful flights at depleting dawn have magically begun
Shamanist symphonies surrounding served ala carte
Exhibits of eternal etchings amidst a life aching archaic
They too can achieve upon flights of dimensional dance
Wondering works of ancestral art of a masters mosaic
For I sit amongst the daffodils and watch as they prance
My heart fulfilled with love as they float gracefully away
For the rewarding genial gestures thus exist as they play.
Oct.19.2018
ZEN Poetry
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
N/A for contest
Imagination
a force to
be reckoned with
when considering
the human condition
Who doesn't have fantasies?
Stardom, erotic fantasies
athletic, political fantasies
capture the minds
of the multitude
The mind needs to
escape the dull work - a - day world
and lead the inhabitants of this earth
to flights of fancy
The stars are like
little time bombs
which can explode like Roman Candles
if you consider them
carefully enough
The mind of man
is still an uncharted ocean
where the poets, painters,
musicians and writers
can paint
with glorious strokes of fantasy
"Perchance to dream" as the bard has it
Let us praise the dreamers
Let us praise the ability to fantasize
We are glorious shards
of a star which
shattered
many millennium ago
You give me a lift
to those heights I once dreamt of.
You support me in your warm embrace
and the heat comes through the silk and lace.
I cling to you with all my might.
We pass unseen from day to night.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
You ravish my soul
in pleasured ways that you know.
Fingers rouse each dormant fantasy;
your voice entreats me to set them free.
I yield as your lips have their way,
thoughts break free; I’m taken away.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
We lose count of time
as it comes to a standstill.
We can read each other’s thoughts so well
though we dare not talk or break the spell.
Our eyes and cheeks with pleasure glow.
Emotions rise and freely flow.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
We lose conscious thought
as pleasure exerts control.
Our bodies prove the zenith is near
and we arrive in euphoria’s sphere.
We revel in passionate thrill
until every tremor is still.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
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For Heather Ober's Duet Contest
3rd December, 2015
In touch
with nature,
artistic libido
releases chimera,onto
the wing
In a world of chaos cascading, calamitous and crude,
Two birds in flight, amongst the vultures breeding brood...
They fly above majestic mountains and seductive cityscapes,
As they avoid predators with elusive elaborate escapes.
They then settle a while on bowing bending branches,
Against the wondrous wind and take comfort in their chances...
Their freedom finds them battling with the grinding grain,
With warring wounds as they fight and flutter to abstain.
The trusting trembling trees sustain a savory silent serene,
As they anxiously await their perching King and Queen...
Like the efficacious eloquent eagle and divine diving dove,
Two birds in passion, binding within their longing lasting love.
(((((Happy Spring Soupers)))))
May.11.2019
Epic Ethereal Poetry
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
Placed 10'th...Thank You
You give me a lift
to those heights I once dreamt of.
You support me in your warm embrace
and the heat comes through the silk and lace.
I cling to you with all my might.
We pass unseen from day to night.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
You ravish my soul
in pleasured ways that you know.
Fingers rouse each dormant fantasy;
your voice entreats me to set them free.
I yield as your lips have their way,
thoughts break free; I’m taken away.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
We lose count of time
as it comes to a standstill.
We can read each other’s thoughts so well
though we dare not talk or break the spell.
Our eyes and cheeks with pleasure glow.
Emotions rise and freely flow.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
We lose conscious thought
as pleasure exerts control.
Our bodies prove the zenith is near
and we arrive in euphoria’s sphere.
We revel in passionate thrill
until every tremor is still.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
For the Duet Contest of Heather Ober
December 3, 2015
FLIGHTS BELOVED
Is his love for me and I for him, mine beloved.
No rose grows wild or sweeter in beauties after
Glow of innocence shared between two souls.
A melting unity fire's flame burns the elemental
Essences of ice.
In vapors steam rising upwards smokes mist,
Forms a divine union in spiritual harmony's,
Consensual design.
The lamb and lion lies side by side and gentleness
Subdues the untamed beast.
Spells illuminations casts seductions passion,
Bending my heart like a tender reed blown,
Under the breath of a summer wind.
Yielding ever so softly as dreamers
Casting asunder mortals troubled thoughts,
Unto imaginations unknown world called,
Paradise lost.
Behold a jeweled necklaces broken, it's
Jems thrown amongst the heavens vast divide.
In glory's shining brilliance,
Figures form in silhouettes shadows,
Embracing within the universal blackness,
In infinities everlasting tides.
Nay never shifting but stationary objects,
Held tightly, intertwining on forever’s
Promised vows beyond tomorrows realm.
I'm a sparks ember captured, a lit cinder,
A phoenix turned to ash
Loves residue ignited by a lingering tension,
Of cupids quivering bow.
Shall we not blaze across the sky in the
Dawns eternal horizon.
Emerging angels disciples of faiths
Devotion.
Separate beings join together as one spiritually,
Wings enchantment brushing ever slightly,
Feathers touching each other so gently,
Creatures of fate bound in flight.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
FLIGHTS OF FANCY PHRASIS 2
Lady’s mantle with butcher’s broom
dwarf cornel cotton grass so thin,
yellow travellers joy,with buttercup
on sunspurged ,petty whin.
Creeping jenny over silverweed
groundsel& cudweed,balm,rockrose
and agromony with thistle prickly green.
Good King Henry,goose fat red and a full
fat hen,in moschatel with mistletoe
and eyebright mustard so white.Thyme
&teasel so tamarisk in water-peppered bogbean;
grape hyacinth with forget-me-not in a
sea of lavender blue-green.Honesty
cuckoo flower,flax fumitory & fleabane;
musk marsh marigold&daffodil
in scentless mayweed.Yarrow ramson scabious
feverless,&plantain true with pepperwort,
cress seabeat burr buttered blue.
From Flights of Fancy 2003
Listen to me recite this part phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthys chiro
Caressing her marmalades delicious derriere
As if it's beauty were that her genies bottle ?
Three wishes a bouquet in colourful candles..
She licking dreams to quench, her rose tower.
She was a frequent flier
of the flights of fancy and
her life was often left to
the fickle finger of fate.
ALesiach © 9/30/2015
Colorful Fantasy Flights
You brought color to life;
a soul seeking newer forms.
Into bright red, sandy, realms
holding rainbows in disguise,
you instead slept not
yet endured all—
with honor.
Blank canvas speaks to you
about its great thirst
and colors galore.
Your firm belief in honor and
beauty satisfies.
Did you not find heart in
brush strokes?
Sending painted glee
and with art have you not flown deep
into life's mysteries?
Robert J. Lindley, 1-09-2016
Painting number five
Poem number five, Ekphrasis (Free verse)
Inspired by-
Autumn in France by Emily Carr 1911
and Debbie Guzzi's 10 for 10 challenge.
Ekphrastic: Writing on Art and Art on Writing [this site ACCEPTS reprints] http://www.ekphrastic.net/submissions.html
Snow crisp and white
No indents made by wildlife ….
All flights grounded
Nights grow longer, stars in flamed blue,
the luscious trees waving away-
with boughs so plump,ripeness is due,
and dreamy strolls light up the bay.
How the breeze jiggles, toes are bare
on sandy coasts, joys are night's grace,
then 'round I go to our town's fair,
and cherish all of summer's blaze!
FLIGHTS OF FANCY PHRASIS 3
Blossom of baby's breath,soft white
gorse,crusted yellow, weeping willow
rush patterned lace pastures a pastel green.
Buttercup,daisy&comely cowslip mingle
&mix in fellowship swaying pelts of grass
with purple vetch & ribwort plantain,clover
in English rain.Scabious,burnets butteflies
and bees hawthorn and scented woodruff.
Briar brambles sprawl,in dogrose so tall
above harts-tongue.
Seabank with scattered seaweed &
feathery fennel in aniseed;Alexander’s
leaves so green this tender cusine.
Welcome wholesome fat hen,vibrant
shoots the vimen in Lamb’s lettuce
in Jack-in-the-hedge in wild radish,
cress&chive,where majoram &sweet
cicely thrive.Seabeet,and chard also survive.
Wild parsnip the confectioner,tansy to savour.
Stinging nettles so green,peppermint oil
pick-me-up, in coltsfoot syrup cup.
From Flights of Fancy 2003
Listen to me recite this part phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthys chiro
Flights of Human Fantasy
They come to each of us, at times, in our deep dreams.
And they speak to us of possibilities that address and
echo certain events and situations:
The Time,
The Place,
And the “If” and “When,”
And they give each of us, at times,
A “Soul’s View of Our Earthly Life,”
And what to do, what to dream of and hope for
As each of us seek to confront and to understand
Our Human Moments of fear, doubts, and strife.
And our conscious abilities to overcome them all.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 6, 2023 (Verse)