Best Glows Poems
New Life Given And Glows Of A Golden Crown
A pity, stark indifference and sad
Paths taken into that darkness and woe
It is not that world and all life is bad
As willful blindness we let evil grow
In course of that we build a blacken room
Mold iron shutters to deny the light
Glorify our dancing in that black tomb
And learn to love evil that parades at night!
Yet if eyes are opened we can see
Just how deeply we into darkness fell
Fathomless horror found we seek to flee
Away from those blinding gates of Hell
Realization wakes to light's sweet breath
Salvation leading to a clear road seen
Away from eager hands of fated death
And former life that was truly obscene!
Rising to dawn's glow and a golden crown
We again find life and love's blessed touch
Walking from our former shallow renown
We may again paint with a joyous brush!
Robert J. Lindley, 8-29-2021
Romanticism,
( Treasure Found In True Light )
Note_
Written this morn, born from a soup-mail
conversation here with a dear friend.
Cloaked in beige, the park awaits new dusk-time
and there again owlets will start to chime,
through gentle rain, silence lays all around
while leaves russet glide unto Autumn’s ground
as maples hide their flesh in lean display
where twigs imbed the gangly stems like hay
to shred reams of petals, a torn bouquet.
Yet a wooden bench glows , scenting deep night
As love bestows an oath of fate’s delight;
in September’s innate grace, one kiss, two hops
enshrining wrapped embrace through clear dewdrops
while Fall’s bench cradles woven dreams with finesse,
a season of devotion, of stars that bless
this fond appeal to grasp eternity
into all cycle’s reels, evermore free.
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Isaiah Zerbst’s Interlocking Rhyme Contest
By nette onclaud 1/25/2015
Sky Still Glows With Sunset Hues Of Red
Ancient garden, roses no longer water fed
graves nearby, tombs of the ancient dead
Sky still glows with sunset hues of red
yet barren rests garden's deserted bed
Wind moans as it flies in the night-sky
one can hear the saddest cry
Across the way, ghosts of lost youths lie
war costs, the blood of youth by and by
Where flowers once spoke beauty reigned
now old grow memories of the pain
Small fence separates area where none remain
blotches of earth with tombstones stained
Overlooking hill, there rests a mighty red oak
shadows pass it by, yet none ever spoke
Robert J. Lindley, 5-09-2016
Note- Sonnet just came to me and demanded to be written..
Oh, dear; cheer-up, see this intensive care unit-gear
Bare now its rare health-giving share
As I dare God to grant my Dad His reviving welfare!
Diligent nurses, marked with services graciously excellent:
Thanks for your gentle consoling nurture
Coupled by your affable comforting gesture!
Midst well-being blows along hospital bill woes
The Lord's grace* flows upon life's race of sorrow's trace
While Dad's restoration glows by the Omnipotent faith-brace!
*Romans 16:20 And the God of peace shall bruise Satan under your feet shortly. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you. Amen.
December 29, 2018
As My Sad Tears Fall, Its Gown Glows A Fearsome Red
I simply can not write good poetry today
yesterday's ghost haunts me and will not go away,
on its torn black cap and red shoes are jingling bells
in its raging red eyes are high, sea raging swells.
Ruby ringed left hand, holds repugnant staff of wastes
in its right, bucket of blood, begging bitter tastes!
I simply can not write good poetry today
last night's dreams, yesterday's persistent ghost yet stays
replaying scenes that are chosen to break my heart,
screaming, beautiful red roses were torn apart.
As my sad tears fell, its gown glows a fearsome red
casting curses upon lying words I once said.
I simply can not write good poetry today
yesterday's ghost haunts me and will not go away,
on its torn black cap and red shoes are jingling bells
in its raging red eyes are high, sea raging swells.
Ruby ringed left hand, holds repugnant staff of wastes
in its right, bucket of blood, begging bitter tastes!
Robert J. Lindley, 7-17-2018
Rhyme, (Dark And Ghostly Regrets)
Inspired by a dream, rather a recent nightmare I had....
She is so above me like the moon that glows at night
My love for her grows everyday i know she can feel my love
In my heart does she live towering high
In my eyes a tear drop when i think of her love i cry
Tomorrow maybe we will be as one
Walking arm in arm under heavens sun
As the light reflects of her eyes
So shall my love for her rise
Rise above the confusion the drama and tempest rage
I pull my heart out and give it to her today
look at her beauty she will intrigue
look at her beauty as she smiles at me
when im with her my soul is at peace
my lily upon the mountain top
i love her so and will until my heart stops
she is so above me like the moon that glows at night
when she tells me she loves me i know its true
i see it in her eyes and feel it upon my chest
all my questions she puts to rest
i love her like the sun in the sky
upon my hearts chariots of fire will she ride
she is so above me like the moon that glows at night
Always walk in Love
Tenderheartly
Full of Grace
Glows upon Your Face
Never Let it depart
From within Your heart
Never put it aside
Never hide
Shine for all to see
What Beauty Lingers inside of Thee
Heart Glows...
For all to know
Christ in You
In the Hope of Glory
Christ gives Everlasting Life
~Glows Like Golden Grain ~
( Bragi )
Beautiful first spring day
Bountiful sun but then may rain
Enticing spring is here again at last
Each ray of sun illuminates so fast
Bright sunshine glows like golden grain
Glad spring shines bright this day.
Butterfly dance here and there fast
Most beautiful springs here again
The airs so mild today
The sky is blue and clouds hide and play
So lovely the sun rays sustain
And to all its beams of warm light it cast.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
June.01.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's Notes:
The 'Bragi' is said to be suited for scenic beauty and “the elfin”. Created by Thelma Allinder, it became popular through a 1950’s publication,Scimitar and Song.
The Bragi is stanzaic, written in 2 sixains. (12 lines)
syllabic,6/8/10/10/8/6/10/8/6/6/8/10 syllables per line.
Rhymed, rhyme scheme abccba cbaabc. (abccbacbaabc)
Blessings* God unceasingly bestows
Breath of health always flows
Benefits today toward bright tomorrows
Birthday gratitude of mine glows.
Brand new year through each day’s goodness
Beauty of heart midst spiritual fullness
Building lives with the Lord’s graciousness
Birthday prayer of mine midst joyousness.
Best service to offer with utmost commitment
Buttressed by the Saviour by His engagement
Braced upon His constant assured endowment
Birthday goal of mine for stewardship-fulfillment.
Birthday gifts along greetings, warmly endearing
Bliss-filled wishes for triumphant life, heavenly enduring
Brothers, sisters, friends and loved-ones verily caring
Birthday well-spent, worshipping Christ around His fellowship’s securing.
*Ephesians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ.
March 9, 2020
Alliteration and rhyme forms
For enabling me to enjoy my birthday celebration on March 8, I thank God, my “exceeding great reward” (Genesis 15:1).
To all of you, thanks so much for your greetings, love, prayers, support, and gifts. The Lord’s blessings be with you likewise.
6th place, "Your fave poem 2020 not written for a contest" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 6/18/2020.
Flower Glows, Fragrance Flows
Flowers grow and glow in Springtime Kingdom:
Peerless fairness with fantastic fragrance.
Enjoy gift of flora in full freedom.
Wonderful world wide display at random,
Flowery show in enchanting elegance.
Flowers grow and glow in Springtime Kingdom.
Hidden fruits and seeds in flowery wisdom,
Playing pretty role in love and romance.
Enjoy gift of flora in full freedom.
You can miss beauty of flower seldom.
Relish, cherish, cheers casting one glance.
Flowers grow and glow in Springtime Kingdom.
Diversity of blossoms: broad spectrum,
Colors and aroma, not mere by chance.
Enjoy gift of flora in full freedom.
Flowers bless all to bid bye to boredom:
Most charming and adorable to enhance.
Flowers grow and glow in Springtime Kingdom.
Enjoy gift of flora in full freedom.
06/13/16
Springtime Villanelle
Contest Soto Poet
'Strand
Held under the crescent of your smile
in the purity an enchantment bell rings
New beginnings deeply the sickle cuts
as tiny silver shadows breathe with light
Illuminated stars sparkle with immortality
enlightenment from the dark side of nature
An energy field surrounds the host
formed in the ambience of a heartbeat
Blowing in white noise
Listen to the people speak
A flag at half mast
Blacks mine gold bars
Blood diamonds stolen wealth
Africa’s rebirth
Blue skies green fields
Much brighter days lay ahead
On fertile grazing
Thabang Jan Ngoma
07-17-2015
From South Africa
Flag colours - black, gold, green, white, chilli red and blue.
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Contest Name: Your Country State City Flag
Raging, fierce winds of Mars
marched across Earth’s skyscape,
in the season of the decline of Man
Fall of the God-chosen specie,
autumn of impending extinction
Twas an apocalyptic mushroom noon
when the radioactive rains descended
upon the cities of carnage
War-torn topography uterine shelters were closing,
as phallic missiles were radar target trace fire opening
Bomb pockmarks
marring the beautiful faces
of the cosmopolitan ladies
Uranium continental premature blood splatter
brings a copious end
to the foreplay disaster chatter
Civilization shamefully undressing
their disfigured body of technology
in the warped climax throes of gamma-ray grief
Nuclear twilight offer enticing mutated midnight promises;
cobra kisses of cobalt breath,
instant non-gratification death
delivered on a decaying silk bed of roses
Black widow drone infertility moans
poisons the stratosphere acidic harshly
See the silhouetted pain reflecting
from the montero-shaped mirror
Oh ... how the grim night glows darkly!
Hear the military pawns of Mars,
grunt boots on the ground dying
Civilians combat the fear of pandemic infection,
as the Venus flytrap mouth of human aggression
is ravenously opening wider and wider
Man’s morbid love fixation on death
will make him try to extinguish the light of life
Thus his fatal end, he cannot blindly see
When come the nuclear twilight,
the winter night will glow so ever darkly!
Circle of a world
you warmly surround me
Holding visions of a dream
Melting chocolate to the soul
Cupping hands together
captures pulse beats awakening
sunshine through misted bridge promise
dewdrops each morning
The eyes opening crystals
those of a deep ocean wave takes hold
Satin touching softly velvet silk
pearls washed pure fragrance
Within a starlight kisses cheeks
singing rivers in delight
Beholding you beautiful
Arrowhead of Cupid Striking
Surf falling down deeply
sweeping winds rising
an angel the heart's wings
flying with grace sparkling back
The minty wood smoke beckons me
As a thirst of love’s rhapsody
Burns fireplace
Where hours unfold a night’s craving
Like glittered strokes upon the wing
Of fireflies
And time’s fervor awash in glow
Heightens couple- play, to bestow
Sky’s fireworks.
Earth, Fire, Wind of nette onclaud
Zelene Desha 11.17.2014
Fire