Best Immortalized Poems
In an effort to immortalize you,
I gilded ocean size frames in gold leaf
and painted your portrait with peacock feathers dipped in oils.
I spelled out your name in bumble bee wings
still quite attached to tame bumble bees
hovering in obedience and formation in the sky
I built a piano from felled red wood trees
and carved your likeness on each key
which I then filled up with ebony and abalone polish
I traveled to Old Russia to the Crimean forest
and pulled every wildflower up by it's roots
and replanted them just for you, on the cliffs, overlooking the Black Sea.
I tamed a black leopard and rode on her back
'round the world, with a banner, a list of your accomplishments
flowing in silk for miles behind me, past onlookers reading your life.
I sang gypsy music, as a siren on the wind
while I wept and flooded each street with the depth
of one tenth of the emotion you harnessed and kept at bay in your infinite quiet.
I started with one person, your granddaughter, with your blue eyes
her sitting on my lap, looking at me with a maturity past 3 years of age,
and imprinted every memory of you in the air, for her to grab.
You are not immortalized in portraits, or wings, or notes.
You are not immortalized in flowers, or banners or sirens.
You are immortalized, forever remaining, in the humble prayers of this innocent child.
She waited all day long for the evening ray.
Trees were all barren, weather of a colder day.
She finished reading the letter, kissed it, lovingly, much
Some words never get old, so full of life those are, such.
Then, sunlight was melting down with a magnificent setting hue
It was time for the prayer of dusk, to lift up the souls, spirited, true.
“Departing is not death, nor it could separate human souls for good
Cherish the moment, allow life along the happening way as it should.”
She memorized his each and every word, she remembered them all
She understood him, and his words calmed her down, soft and gentle.
She wrote her words in reply, in tears and love, beneath a slowly setting sun
“Never be a stranger to me, never get used to of my absence, in life’s long run.”
He kept his word, till the very last, before a gunshot penalized him, fatally
His disfigured body was lying under a barren tree, with a ruthless vulnerability.
She was handed the letter,she found it to be whittled down to a line, singularized
“I will return to you,” a wrinkled page had his deep longing for her, immortalized.
A guitar man you were born to be
riding the waves of nature's melody
Your first guitar you called your first wife
You started at 13
and you had it in you to be an example
for others to follow in your footsteps
in the bluesy sort of way
Later there was demons you fought
with whiskey and cocaine
but you had a light within you
Shining for all to see and feel
but it finally shined when you recovered from it all
then you didn't make it to 40
Because a fatal crash took you away....
devastating all who knew you so well
Your hometown cried but your spirit lives on
in the Texas blues you gave us
Thanks for all the love you passed our way
I wish we had more contemporary blues today
Rest in peace, Stevie Ray.
A long journey's home bound was expected in
a time of short,While teasing of others at
their expense was,a practiced doom of a
sport!The teasing and calling of names,
T'was only the guilty one's pointing an
accusing finger at"the house of blames!"
This appendaged tool,that may grasp a pen
so fine,Was the implement,which enabled me
to complete an insightful,artistic line!
Poems should give evidence to a worldly
cause,Forever taught me lessons of man's
lowly,immoral laws!Lines or stanza's ideas so
grand,Are like foot prints,on "beaches of
immortalized sand!" 12-09-2005'.
Form:
Canvas represents
Features traced with a painter
In the white beach shore
About his secret admired
Immortalized with great fame
Example for Cynosure Contest
6-26-2016
Star clad
Loving warrior
Feeling the souls of the past
The rich beauty of the black sea
Immortalized honor
Russell Sivey
Username: sivey01
Entrant into Nette Onclaud's "PEN A PENSEE" contest
6/29/2012
Constellation: Orion
Form: Pensee, 1 stanza
I thought of my love tonight,
Hoping for a letter,
Or perhaps a word,
But of her I've seldom heard.
I thought of my love tonight,
And her veiled eyes;
Open thy curtain,
...There be Juliet,
Not Oedipus blind.
And where is Romeo?
Lying by your side?
No, he is dead,
and buried inside;
Inside of the man,
So unfairly weighed-
Of a lover, a loon,
Thou hast surely made.
But all is forgiven,
Should she not forsake
What Fortune and Fate,
have dreamed,
Shhhhh....
Should we wake?
A chance to unite,
If we this time be wise,
Love,
Unveil thy eyes,
And we will be,
Immortalized.