Best Hallmarks Poems


Premium Member To My Children

Drive mindfully, dear children, as you traverse hurdled highways of life,
Cognizant that adjacent to an oasis of joy, lies a desert brooding strife;
Assume charge of your chosen path, obey rules of road as you ride,
Pursuing life’s aspirations you vie, with compass of mind as your guide.

Beware things luring you with glitter, may be just metal, feigning gold,
Love superficial, love that is shallow, never the love for you to behold;
Don’t let a mirage~ a spurious illusion~ become an aspiration of hope,
Life, a vast ocean, as it ebbs and flows, learn to navigate, strive to cope.

As shrouds and clouds obscure life, seek enlightenment to wear a smile,
Defy encroachment of grimace, defy the vibes that cramp your style;
Embrace blissed domain of empathy, proffering missives angelic, kind,
Yield to others, who are lost, show them the egress destiny designed.

Build your abode on pillars of morals, revering honesty, and trust,
For they are the hallmarks of people, respectable, equitable, just;
Mind your paradigms and proverbs, practice always what you say,
Extend genuine gestures of regret, when actions have gone astray.

Be grateful for family and friends, honor them in prayers of heart,
Create keepsake albums of memories, life-scapes endearing impart;
For they are the priceless treasures of love, omnipresent lifelong,
Inspiring, nurturing you, reassuring all along~ love can do no wrong.

End of Days

...inspired by 'The Salamander' by C.S. Lewis
 
 
The sun bore down with blinding rays,
the oceans boiled and came to nought,
it was withal the end of days
with every living creature caught,
when from the rocks, agile, adept,
a tiny lizard meekly crept.
 
With roughened skin and beady eye
he reconnoitered through the haze,
no stranger to a blazing sky
it lay in shade, at last to laze,
it raised his head, albeit weak,
and rallied, then began to speak.
 
"The Future of Mankind is sealed,
the devil's bell has tolled and won,
no recompense, no last appeal,
eclipsed before you have begun
to fight disease and lawlessness,
the hallmarks of your wickedness.
 
No light will break from yonder stars
to help you in your hour of need,
your destiny these blighted scars
that seal your folly and your greed,
alone with your predicament,
God's only live experiment.
 
To mess with Nature to your shame,
to disregard His Holy Name,
to vilify the Golden Rule
will label you the Biggest Fool,
death comes quick as you will see,
the bell has tolled, and tolled for thee."

Premium Member Winter

Snow continues toppling from darkling gray skies.
And by dusk, the flurries will bank on the ground.   
Landscapes painted by Nature's hand, the artist
    Hallmarks of winter ~

Embers turn to ash; darkness gives up the night.
Sunlight's shadows lengthen from pine and blue spruce.
Melting ice is dripping from gabled dormers.
   Morning is frigid ~

Hushed, the silent world until creaking resounds
Footsteps crunch and crackle on beds of hoarfrost 
Woolen scarves and mittens for warming cold hands
   Sleigh rides o'er hill sides ~
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Ice Cream Summer Night



             **ICE CREAM SUMMER NIGHT**
  



Let’s go barefoot, when the stars come out tonight.
Sidewalks and streets, still warm from the sun’s delight.
Stop fretting, the sidewalks are really clean.....
Don’t forget, they are our natural grounding machine!
Look at all the cats, looking up at the full moon.
Whatever,are they thinking_I ponder the city of Rangoon!
I am starting to drool for raspberry toppings atop of vanilla!
Can I lick your caramel one, I know how it soothes ya!
Peace, serenity, joy are hallmarks of our town.
Existing here,well....impossibly hard to get down.
The cerulean light rays, peek at us from stars above.
Where everyday and night, we celebrate our blessed love!

                           *********** 

                            6/21/2021

Premium Member The Gold 'Mind' Within

The Gold 'Mind' Within

Amidst life's drudgery and dins,
In this economic stranglehold,
Zero wastes and empty bins,
Hallmarks of every household.

Ability to extricate self,
From the pressures and momentarily seek relief,
In the comfort of your inner self,
To reflect and reaffirm self belief. 

Ability to explore the eerie dark silence,
Strangely heartening stillness,
Of your mind: a laboratory of science,
For self re-awakening and psychological wellness.

With ideas like tiny light flickers,
Inside black, form-less nothingness,
Flashing left and right like stickers,
Pasted on walls in the depths of emptiness.

Ability to listen, see and focus,
Tap from this 'ideas' gold mine,
Eliminating your mind's hocus-pocus,
Will ensure you drink of life's fine wine.

Premium Member In Honor of My Husband


If only I had never met him!
I would still be in Chicago, afraid to say how I truly felt.
Yet, it got my family to heights, with cards we never were ever dealt.

I was raised to be a quiet,obedient child.
But he got me out of my warm, comfort zone.
And elope to the West Coast, which became our home.

I felt as though I were on another planet!
Poets, artists, musicians, did not have closed minds.
But were open to ideas, most would never abide.

Eloping in a blizzard at eighteen years of age!
Having high hopes and dreams was our intoxication.
Wanting to have no part of the conformist nation.

So many great people, he brought into our life.
Today our wedding anniversary, sixty- four years!
You died at thirty, our memories never washed away by tears.

Just wanted to say, thank you, I still love you,  my dear.
And being able to use a poetic pen, without guilt or fear!
You freed me from the that jail, called “conformity.”
That nowhere place, hallmarks still..humanity. You 


Love you forever,
Panagiota 

1/29/2023

We got married on his birthday,!


Prolific Mind

Life’s amazing choose finicky the`sessan of distinguishing essence by words of your complexities, copyrights the rights distinguishing hallmarks of your intellectual beauty’s.
Beauty displays the rights to express your intellectual logos are registered trademarks of your Life’s reserving rights of original artistical article’s preserved. 
Around in the night underneath street lamp’s lights a star’s swaggers speaking wicked word’s of philosophy, “who shall endear love’s unconditional virtues” funneling life’s glitzy glamour.

The only vehicle of world’s transformation is the crazed thinking of prolific mind’s hovering pandering the crazy mind’s to the philosophy of a philosophical personal fee.
Underneath the nights bright lights a star’s swagger the essence of beauty a cherished personality.
Prolific mind hovering around pandering wasting no time catching the essence of intellectual beauty. 
       
Hall marking the distinguishing essence of intellectual resilience becoming the hallmark of brilliance lighting the beauty of a personality with swagger.
Cherishing life’s intellectual logos marking earth’s seasonal premier.

Philosophical philosophy of a crazy mind pandering the crazed thinking of capital in prophets of a profitable time.  To life’s astrology of star’s aligning in futures designs to dimensions of an era of passionate passions in life’s limited time. 
Igniting the flames desire of futures fortunes, & burning the pasts misfortunes of the mislead.

Fame hovering around the star’s fortunes, interpretations of time to hold  & unfold only time will tell. Lyrically bold leaving the past in the cold as histories passions of the old.
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A Scout's Farewell

One final farewell
My career and all her
euphoric ironies
The end of the Road
like a Boys to Men 
Harmony
I woke up one
November morning
and life came crashing in
That's the way it happens
sometimes,
the same thing that's meant 
to give life
twists, gets stuck, and
almost does you in
Like water over a cliff's edge
how can I get back on top again?
No more push ups on 
a Vilseck hill
No more cadence
or brotherly banter
No more colonels
to roll my eyes towards.
My military hallmarks
have all but
concluded.
The prestige I sought
forever eluded
I guess it's time
to hide and seek
on unfamiliar terrain
Trade in my sick leave
for grand children's laughter.
New hallmark moments 
Happily before
there after...
© Ts Lewis  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Nocturnal

Nocturnal


Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight
Banish all foes, old hallmarks of fretting, fraught, despair
I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight

I will rob the keepers of the night
Those winds that circle wild in restless air
Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight

When anxious thoughts arise to wage the fight
with tangled webs, they weave a viscid snare
I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight

I flex my weary wings, against the morning light
Ignore the mocking of my hallowed fear
Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight

The night is long, the darkness grip holds tight
and keeps the axis of the world a tilted sphere 
I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight

Oh bless sweet sleep, you welcomed, winsome sprite!
When last you bring my dreams to slumbered fair
Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight
I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight

Memories of Fire: a Tribute To My Volunteer Firefighting Days

Looking back, I cherish the memories,
Of the firehouse and my fellow colleagues.
The camaraderie, the shared experience,
The bonds we formed, will always make sense.

I found purpose in serving others,
In moments of strife, I discovered my true colors.
Selflessness, bravery, and dedication,
Are the hallmarks of our noble vocation.

So here's to our firefighters, the brave and true,
Who risk their lives, to protect me and you.
May their courage and strength, never waver,
For they are the heroes, who we must savor.

Lament For Shams

1.	Shall I narrate you a tale or may be a thousand stories,
Of a lost love and fervent devotion?
Or chronicles of longing and separation? 
Mayhap I, relate both as you wish, open your eyes and give me your ears. 

2.	For I hear no serenade and diversion no more,
I dwell in evanescence of poetry and free verses, 
Yet I yearn for a rune of praise, jealousy or even scorn,
Scythe me not, in a circle I whirl and swirl, beloved. 

3.	This poor heart beckons the chants of your name,
It that be bounteous, splendid and dazzling,
My lungs hymned shall intone in flamboyance, 
Beloved, look-see my essence, my being. 

4.	Be it, am a sycophant, for your favor, 
Behave the heart of peccadilloes and lapses.
Reveal to me the cryptic and the arcane, 
The venal lushness of your vision, beloved. 

5.	You are ubiquitous, beloved,
I attest the signs and the hallmarks scattered,
Yet my caravan never reaches the apogee,
Even in silence, in solitude and slumber I journey. 

6.	Like the moon, sun and star scads, 
Darkness and light, in their sheer vanity,
You are the whole and abound in majesty, 
Behold arrogance and vanity are veraciously only yours, beloved.
 
 
7.	Like a spinning wheel always in motion, 
Not a second escapes a nix from your vision, 
Yet foundered in my bewilderment you notice me not, 
Withal, I carry on until that day when you do, with devotion. 

8.	Betide a sudra untouchable, so be it my karma, 
Yonder I move stubbornly towards my moksha, 
Let fate excruciating me to annihilation and redemption, 
To my nirvana, peace and nothingness in you, beloved. 

9.	Importuned, the day you alight by the door, 
Ready will I be, no need to knock, alas just enter, 
For all doors are yours, be sited beloved while I fetch my flute, 
For the flute had been seeking its reed bed.

10.	No doors, no restraint in my heart, there is only you, 
Always plenteous and as wide as the ocean, 
No walls, no locks and no curtains can resist, 
For this heart is your dwelling place, for, you never left, beloved.

Premium Member Scars

Signs of strength for having survived
Courage shown on which we have thrived
Aways reminding that human we are
Ready for life having made it this far
Scars are the beautiful hallmarks of life

No More Second Chances

The sun bore down with blinding rays, 
the oceans boiled and came to naught, 
it was withal the end of days 
with every living creature caught, 
when from the rocks, agile, adept, 
a tiny lizard meekly crept. 

With roughened skin and beady eye 
it reconnoitered through the haze, 
no stranger to a blazing sky 
it lay in shade, at last to laze, 
it raised its head, albeit weak, 
and rallied, then began to speak. 

"The future of mankind is sealed, 
the devil's bell has tolled and won, 
no recompense, no last appeal, 
eclipsed before you have begun 
to fight disease and lawlessness, 
the hallmarks of your senselessness. 

No light will break from yonder stars 
to help you in your hour of need, 
your destiny these blighted scars 
that seal your folly and your greed, 
alone with your predicament, 
God's only live experiment. 

You mess with Nature to your shame, 
you disregard His Holy Name, 
you vilify the Golden Rule 
that labels you the Biggest Fool, 
death comes quick as you will see, 
the bell has tolled, and tolled for thee."

End of Days Re-Post

...inspired by 'The Salamander' by C.S. Lewis
 
 
The sun bore down with blinding rays,
the oceans boiled and came to nought,
it was withal the end of days
with every living creature caught,
when from the rocks, agile, adept,
a tiny lizard meekly crept.
 
With roughened skin and beady eye
he reconnoitered through the haze,
no stranger to a blazing sky
it lay in shade, at last to laze,
it raised his head, albeit weak,
and rallied, then began to speak.
 
"The Future of Mankind is sealed,
the devil's bell has tolled and won,
no recompense, no last appeal,
eclipsed before you have begun
to fight disease and lawlessness,
the hallmarks of your wickedness.
 
No light will break from yonder stars
to help you in your hour of need,
your destiny these blighted scars
that seal your folly and your greed,
alone with your predicament,
God's only live experiment.
 
You mess with Nature to your shame
and disregard His Holy Name,
you vilify the Golden Rule
to label you the Biggest Fool,
death comes quick as you will see,
the bell has tolled, and tolled for thee.

Ericka

ERICKA

Acrostic

E...nergetic, enthusiastic, lovely and humble
      Hallmarks of beauty and distinction 
      Of a woman worthy of admiration  
      The fulfillment of " his"  dreams and aspirations.

R...eplica of Aphrodite, a goddess of beauty 
      A bright star that glitters and lits the sky so pretty
      Sound of music that makes " his "  heart so happy
      An inspiration to fulfill " his " God-given duty.     

I....ncessant, and unconditional love bound your hearts
     Brave the weather, the road is  difficult and arduous
     Never sacrilege and to one another depart
    So in the altar of matrimony, someday,  be entwined.

C..harm that fascinates, allures and captivates 
    Enthralled the  heart of the man you deeply love 
    Maintain the probity, dignity and sincerity 
    Patience too, for this is a virtue of a woman in the Ministry. 

K..udos, for all the victories you have achieved
      The fruits of your labors and sacrifices
    “  Beyond the mountains of hardship 
     Lies indeed the valley of success ”

A…dage is written in the heart of men
       A good wife is a good mother as well
       A good leader and a good teacher
       Ericka,  welcome to the Ministry.

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