Best Flittered Poems

 A perfumed breeze with summer lavender 

Shapeless smoked clouds had come and gone 

Through verdant valleys I strolled along 

Honeycombed hues warmed the new dawn 

A golden butterfly glided in the distance 

I just stood still and watched his flight 

From one flower to...

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Night fell,
Summer’s heat abating,
I sat leaning against a tall magnolia,
Its fragrance spreading everywhere
Like echoes of whispering breezes.
Despite all I could not rest and sleep.

The moon and stars were invisible now,
But darkness could not cover the glade.
Fireflies flittered here and there, glowing.
I was mesmerised by the...

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I was sitting on the back porch ‘bout an hour after dark
When I couldn’t help but notice a tiny pulsing spark.
I thought it was a firefly – It had that kind of glow
But I’d never seen the likes of it – what it was I...

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Twas the night after Christmas Two Thousand Ten
Fulton Street was dazzling, pristine and a glow
An evening we'll remember over and over again
For it was a night as pure as the glistening snow

Christmas music flittered through the air
Bringing us peace, joy and sheer delight
Our hearts beating...

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Across the war torn atrophy,
A decomposing cracked corpse,
Shakes and splits in the sovereignty,
Of the rounded Earth which warps.

Annihilated by the angst of grouped race:
A false duplicitous spell,
Cast by the convention of crooked space,
Filled by the blackest of magic from hell.

Governance is but a season of...

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Across the war-torn atrophy,
A decomposing cracked corpse,
Shakes and splits in the sovereignty,
Of the rounded Earth which warps.

Annihilated by the angst of grouped race:
A false duplicitous spell,
Cast by the convention of crooked space,
Filled by the blackest magic of hell.

Governance is but a season of treason,
To portent...

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There once was a land
they called Beautiful Tree
the best of the lands
where the birds want to be

Then, there were only
the Cards and the Jays
no other birds had yet 
flown in to stay

Nesting in groups
with a thickness of thieves
the flocks ever growing 
outnumbered the leaves

Soon there...

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When my daughter was young
She went to a ballet school
The teacher thought it would be fun
To teach some fathers ballet too

She found all of six of us
Who were willing to take her dare
As long as we promised
That at her recital we would be there

She knew...

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At six, he wildly chased the fireflies 

thinking these shiny bugs bits of gold 

slung down from the stars for him to hold

he prayed that God would find him a net

hoping soon to catch a firefly pet

 

Glitter flies were up so far

mom gave him...

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He sat himself down on the edge that evening with the gravest of sadness trickling with his tears and a whimper that shook his body. As he fixed his position to one more suitably comfortable, he watched as his legs languidly wandered with the strong...

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He felt lost and insignificant,
his lips spoke trivialities,
his hapless heart was inarticulate.
Fearfully he fumbled through 
his hazy days, shunning opportunities, 
urgently hoping they wouldn't pick him.

A wraith within a wraith, he flittered by 
commitment like a man without a plan, 
he only knew the pleasure...

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The tormenting time came in my life with the future at stake,
when writhing in the crushing clutch of smothered suffering, 
my burdened heart broke and bled in the inflicted pining ache, 
I didn’t find the soothing arms of hope stretched to me to cling.

My boat...

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The air called life flowed with the current of serenity, 
my butterfly heart floated in the rippling zephyr free. 
Its wings designing the lattice of your identity,
flittered with your enticing charisma to charm me.

The horizon splashed hues of ethereal ecstasy 
on my dreams I bloomed...

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A lightning collision
The train wreck born of mountain side
A thick black Eden held as a chalice in the far 
Reservoirs of each moon high star-flung eye
Braught to the corners as an incident
Of which to rubberneck could capture a soul or 
More to the point an...

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In this dark, I’ll create my light: ‘Rambi’
Switch gone realities to fantasies
lit green in sun and rains continual
Awash, rainbows flittered o’er land and sea…

Balm-like, soft thatch lightens my concrete tomb
Endless walls in a salty breeze dissolve
lifting heavy drapes to dance with palms tall
Languidly lacy, they...

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