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Premium Member Glisten

Before the river melds itself with sea,
it glistens as a rippling mountain stream
and starts its course with purest quality.
Before the river melds itself with sea,
it runs along, fulfilling destiny.
Our course is also brief; give forth your beam!
Before the river melds itself with sea,
it glistens as a rippling mountain stream.

By Andrea Dietrich
for "Write Me a Rippling Stream" Contest
sponsored by Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
Written June 2, 2011

Premium Member Autum's Fall

Two silhouettes together, 
Under the light of the moon
The hooting of owls
They are singing a scary tune. 

Dark shadows fly past us, 
But my arms hold you tight
With thoughts on our love
We lose fear for the night. 

The pumpkin that glows, 
On the steps by our door
It seems to be smiling 
Make me hunger for more.

The moonlight in the sky,
Shines down to the ground 
Glistening the leaves
That covers the ground.

Premium Member Glisten

Juicy, ripe cherries, still on the jade green trees,
In vibrant, orange sunshine, glinting at summer.
Blackberries winking, saffron noon hour of ease,
When rose strewn seconds, seem lost in slumber.

Fragrant, purple plums gleam hotly, very coveted,
Lustrous, wild raspberries, deeply red and purple,
Ruby red apples aglow, like fiery sun plummeted,
Until all are lost in darkness, 'neath stars eternal.

Written on 3/20/2023
For: A STRAND NO 1201 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand


Premium Member Why Do They Glisten So

Why do they glisten so, these pools of light,
my trembling senses lost in ardour sweet?
As stars they sparkle gently in the night
and dance to rhythms of my own heartbeat.
I gaze deep deep into a magic glade
where intertwining lovers each caress,
as silvered waters softly serenade
and sporting moonbeams do the shadows bless.
Soft silken creature of my dearest dreams,
I ache to hold you fast within my arms,
to breathe in scents of paradise. It seems
to die would pay small homage to your charms.
The book of love is filled with many a rhyme,
of lovers' promises and tender sighs,
but few could match this fervent pen of mine,
as, drowning in the lustre of your eyes,
my heart must surely burst asunder,
lost in unfathomable wonder.
© Peter Rees  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Fairy Glisten

Faerie Glisten heard the news of the disaster
She tried to fly their fast, but her sister was faster.
Together they held up lights, trying to save as many as they could.
They stayed out in the water for hours seeing floating pieces of wood.

I think we’ve helped all we can, her sister admitted.
She gave up the search and ran off to get her trousseau outfitted.
Faerie Glisten was not ready to give up quite yet.
Even though her wings were damp, and her gown was wet.

Almost no noise was coming from the water, but she felt a presence.
So, she waited, putting her ears on hyper-alert, ready to help.
“I see a light!” a voice said. She held it up a bit higher.
“It’s a faerie!” the voice said. “We are saved!” She was overjoyed. 

Her sister told the story later to whoever would listen.
You should have seen me and my sister Faerie Glisten.
We felt someone was there, so we waited in wet dew,
And guess what? We ended up saving another two.

Glisten

I love you as I love the sun, 
her blinding rays a blessed truth 
that blaze o'er hill and meadowland 
and sing a song of winsome youth. 

Your warmth puts roaring fires to shame, 
ignites the flame that inward glows, 
it resonates, and sanctifies 
my happy heart, the blushing rose. 

Your tenderness, so blithe and sweet 
entreats, and gently mystifies, 
your countenance personifies 
the glisten in your soft blue eyes. 

May Helios, that wondrous orb, 
forever shine, and play her part, 
and may compassion ever mark 
the fervent beating of your heart!


Glisten

Drops fall
Gather like Braille
Inside the smooth wall

Unexpected hazel eyes
Striking Light 
Lets the darkness rise  

Dancing heart 
As the rain Glistens 
Let it impart

Fill the seven seas
One calm beat at a time
Impressing me

No compass 
No Map 
Just oneness

Premium Member Dew Drop Glisten

dim blue-gray backdrop
dark etched shapes move or stand still 
tree branches extend
bend out like roots in the sky
star-like fireflies flit across

6/1/2021
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Dew Drops Hang

damp morning petals
dew drops hang like charmed bracelets
glist'ning in the sun

Winter Wood

tall pines droop, glisten
Sagging under silver snow.
Soft enchanting wood.

Glisten

I love you as I love the sun, 
her blinding rays a blessed truth 
that blaze o'er hill and meadow land 
and sing a song of winsome youth. 

Your warmth puts roaring fires to shame, 
ignites the flame that inward glows, 
it resonates, and sanctifies 
my happy heart, the blushing rose. 

Your tenderness, so blithe and sweet 
entreats, and gently mystifies, 
your countenance personifies 
the glisten in your soft blue eyes. 

May Helios, that wondrous orb, 
forever shine, and play her part, 
and may compassion ever mark 
the fervent beating of your heart!

Glisten Carefully

My mind is so 
                  twisted—
                  I'm physically
                  twisting.... My spine
                                     like
                                   a
                           spiral
                staircase;

     Glistening.

                 Screaming for help,
                                 But no one
                                 is listening—
                         'Cause
                          whenever
                          they ask,

I'm too busy whispering....





audio: https://soundcloud.com/lxnnnie/rutledzh-glisten-carefully

Premium Member Glisten

Glisten, begs our soul, it’s dark here
Shed erst cravings savage
Let thunderous bliss, each pore spear
Drop ego spawned baggage

In stillness and silence 
Spake voice of innocence 
Dwell in luminescence 

Listen
Glisten

20-August-2021
Quietus

Father

I know someone, who is always there
The sorrows and victories,I can ,no doubt share.
A bond so deep,strong and precious 
One who is regarded, being gracious.
A true friend, a guide,a protector
Paves the path to success,being a rector.
One who encourages, is always ready to sacrifice 
His love and affection is vast,never dies.
He is there to cheer up and listen
With my success, his eyes always glisten. 
He his benevolent, provides endless guidance 
He is empathetic, with inbuilt patience.
To have him,is a divine blessing 
My heart beats ,forever to sing
He,who is a hero,a selfless being
He is my Father, for me, he is a King...

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