Best Impresses Poems
Sahara the world's largest - the strictest and warmest desert
It is an ocean without water - a place of fear blast knuckles on the desert floor
Eight nomads on camels shrouded in white cloth - only the eyes are visible
How can they find their way in a landscape without trails - no horizon
Once again the sun set - the camels will create nearly invisible tracks in the sand
The sand dunes are changing during the day
Experience the unusual beauty and exotic charm
There is so much that amazes and impresses
The hot sand is like flour and make the sky yellow misty and foggy solar disk
And the air quivers with intense heat - sand glistens in wonderful colors
15.09.2014
A-L Andresen :)
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Contest Name : IN THE DESERT
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Deadline: 10/14/2014
- Thank you for my 7th place in the contest -
Categories:
impresses, beauty, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
Toro was waiting anxiously at the local
dog shelter, with sad lonely eyes. He paced
back and forth, as the days passed him by.
If I wasn't a little Chihuahua, maybe they
would choose me then. I rather be a strong
German Shepherd, because they always get
picked, and my loneliness, would end.
Oh, oh some people are looking to adopt!
They are walking by my cage, oh no please,
notice me, please stop!
They walked by Toros cage, as he wept and
let out a mournful sigh. His little heart was
broken, as he was not chosen, way deep,
deep, deep inside.
He would start to tremble, from all the
rejection he felt, when he was looked upon.
No one wanted a puppy trembling, thinking he
had something wrong.
The expression, "Every dog has his day."
came into play, on this special day. My wife
Judy and I saw him shaking in his cage.
My wife said. "What's the matter honey are
you feeling cold?" She raised him up and held
him, what a happy boy!
Toro's eyes lit up like the brightest sun. His
tail was wagging, as his heartfelt pain, was
healed and gone.
My wife said, "Michael this one, I have to
have." "A wonderful choice honey." I said.
He wouldn't sit still, as he was full of
excitement, as we were taking him home. His
little heart was pounding so fast as his
anticipation had grown.
He ran out of the car like he had been here
before, and waited for us, to open the front door.
Once inside he met Saranac our cat, and
ran over to meet Lily May our terrier, my wife's
favorite brat.
He spends his time given us his loving doggy
licks and impresses us daily with his fancy doggy
tricks.
My Toro now runs around like he owns the
place. Every once in a while, he gives the
paperboy, a couple of barks and a little chase.
He follows me now wherever I go, and bites
at the flies, that fly around his nose.
Toro brings us so much joy, each and everyday.
" This is your special home, my little friend, where,
you will always stay."
Michael Tor 9/14/2015 My pet, Contest. Sponsored by Broken Wings.
Categories:
impresses, dog,
Form:
Rhyme
An ogre is seldom awakened by poetic lines
but he shakes his fists trying to slander others.
I laugh at his desperate attempts at writing.
Delighting in his flawed efforts at metaphors.
On all fours this ogre creeps around like a spider
Oh what distorted webs he dares to weave...
when he deceives those who do not know
his penchant for whining and absurd cries of wolf.
He aspires to climb to the peak of a mountain
but fails miserably with each witless haiku.
Do not fear in the false bravado of the daft beast,
but feast on his raves as he digs his own grave.
Imagery is lost among his gibberish blabber...
a rather nondescript description of such bluster.
His script is not clever, thought he thinks it is so.
He doesn't scare me or those who know... whatever
Inanity is the work of such a bootlicking fool...
a tool who yammers thinking he impresses others,
but a jester dances for those who seek a false throne.
Does that ring with a piffle of drivel to anyone but me?
Categories:
impresses, anti bullying,
Form:
Free verse
The broken wings of the lonely bird, painfully curled,
fold inside the malleable bruised mind,
can’t fly in the chill of the winter wind,
nestles within me, nobody cares to find.
Heart’s fervent warmth touches no one, freezes unfelt,
feeble voice of despair nobody listens, wanes unheeded.
The bird cries alone within unseen,
can’t stop the flow of the hidden tears.
Colored passion of living paints a picture,
impresses no one, finds no receptive frame,
fades out unnoticed, disappears unwanted
in the gloomy darkness of the winter nights,
when dormant emotions flicker like frail candle flame,
lighting no mind, the winds of neglect blow it out.
The hurt bird suffers muted in cold distress,
throbbing pain of heart remains unexpressed.
The desire to span the sky sinks dead in the sad eyes,
the feelings fail to touch the remote hearts drifting away.
After I cross edge of time what would you remember of me,
a captive bird with broken wings, it couldn’t fly the dreams.
Written : January 3, 2018
May 13, 2020
Contest : Brian's Choice A, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Categories:
impresses, heartbreak, imagery, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Plum tuckered from the Polar Express,
off the rails and despairing of goody-
goody gumdrops and sweet words
that impresses many a poetic treat.
Preparation of Victorian sweets, via PC,
dreaded, droll, glorious and interminable.
I’m laughing at you, if you try, Sugar Plum.
You’ll turn colors as a longsuffering victim.
The SP Fairy, flew through the season
of peace and joy, only her tippy toes caring.
Not a fruitcake, herself, to be busy for days,
nor fuss and layer a dobosh torte for hours.
Categories:
impresses, candy, christmas, food, work,
Form:
Free verse
Written: December 11, 2023
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While drudging impresses to cease,
Within the ethereal forbearance of night
And the cosmic vast space is stormless,
From the hour of darkness until daylight,
And anxiousness is ultimately formless
Imbrication is referred to as "Peace."
Imbroglio, languor, and hidden disarray
This parade of nimble cued is wordless
This will never genuinely be worthless,
This is increasing beyond nerveless
This spinning wheel is reverseless,
The periphery of the panacea display.
Categories:
impresses, analogy, bereavement, identity, symbolism,
Form:
Rhyme
Do you want to become a favorite poet of mine?
Show me that you are a prolific wordsmith.
Just write something that impresses me and looks fine.
You don’t have to be a professional.
Amateurs are the ones who have created many fine works.
The whole world is out there to describe on paper.
If I see a submission I wished I wrote myself,
then your work will be included in a very select group.
I will gladly open the gate and let you walk in.
Put something great in print, and you will become a favorite.
Categories:
impresses, poems, poets, writing,
Form:
Free verse
Gusts thump the windows,
Never seen, but always heard,
Hastening to meet the tallest oaks,
Urging them to sway, bending,
Leaning as if to waltz this way, that way,
Wherever the curls and turns,
Wherever the wind’s song impresses
Them to move – east or west,
North or south, this way and that way,
Every way leads to the lingering burst of wonder,
Amazement found on the crisp edges,
Shadows betraying the notes, the music,
Revealing the laughter of a breathless moment,
When the wind meets the heart,
Silences the doubts and reassures there is hope,
Wherever the wind lays its trembling fingers,
There is the promise of a fresh, cool breeze –
Bold and strong, releasing the moments,
One by one, fading the dark, the fear,
With the dewlike sparkle of a clear joy…
Thumping at the window, impetuous and warm,
Willing to color the world in hues of soft gasps,
Wind’s song invites even the past to hold on,
Because it won’t be long before she is gone.
Just listen to her scream, then – suddenly…
She just up and leaves – the whole world,
Quiet as can be, quiet as the softest grief…
Her death such a mystery!
Categories:
impresses, death, nature, nostalgia, wind,
Form:
Free verse
"The Book According to St Lovejoy 1:3 (Part 1)"
1. 3’s the Number so here we’ll commence
I’ll start moving while the non-believers
sit on their fence
A very little known Chapter, part of a
most significant Book
all the stories are written with 3 in mind
Locked in a cupboard
that’s gone missing
the big split in the spine
indicates it’s unique in it’s position
lost in fractured time
with stories spilling out between the many pages
hidden under a stockpile of
thick dust somewhere
won’t be missed in antiquity, nowhere
but has travelled so far
through canals its words cerebral
all swimming down a tight viscous
river of blood tar
out to that Sea, the Ocean
Life
perpetuating life another chapter arrives
into the world screaming,
it breathes
in this Book there are always 3
for reading, not pleasure, somehow the
chapters have all gone missing from
the Family Tree.
2. Another Peter became Simon
fished the Sea for his mother
he had a story in his chapters
that required slow
then swift delivery defied
the story of bittersweet childhood all
bottled up with a note, he threw into her ocean
but she’d already stepped onto the boat
down the Styx River
to meet God the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost.
Or so she thought.
Two fathers missing, two mothers host
but 3 is the number that will impresses
us the most
An unread story,
stolen delivery the Peter-Simon Creed
Nicene said before sleep to transport him away,
the other the piano self-taught
played his own keys
sang all the pain away
both abused not believed
seekers of retribution
now lost off course by several degrees
drowning in misery
one was down on his knees
LUX VITAE he said, this is my shield
he walks through the Light,
the Light is his Guide you see
the other looks for release
past his muster time, walks round and round
the sharp corners of his mind,
a small locked room
lying there supine
next to the sea,
he edits his story vigorously
before he signs his contract
by Her Majesty’s Final Decree.
(Lovejoy-Burton/2017 Dec)
The The - "Soul Mining"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IkzwnBqjRYg
Categories:
impresses, abuse, family, father son,
Form:
Free verse
When you kiss my lips
It feels like soft butterfly wings
My love for you runs so deeply
to a place that does not tell reality anymore
This deepest secret nobody knows
More than I thought, you put my life upside down
A passion, how special, can not get enough
The feeling that inspires impresses and consumes me
You colored my life with beautiful shades
A wonderful change, a miraculous transformation
Of love that makes us one
Reason and feelings go hand in hand
True love focus on values and actions
Your beauty is like a diamond, fascinating my thoughts
We are born to this world of love
Twinkling stars and moon light in silver
Protects a loving couple on the beach
12.02.2018
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Romantic poem - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
2nd place in the contest
Poems of the day; 14.02.2018
Categories:
impresses, love, romantic,
Form:
Romanticism
World for all
what’s human rights?
After a man sits on the ground
His heart impresses from serous occurrence
The sound of the gun, suffer voice, victims
Whom belongs to the world
And what the meaning of human
The soldier walks slow and slow
He descants on his past and future
Family within wife and children in the past
The death is waiting forward
The past memory is better than future
What’s the purpose of development
It is true for better life
Or for showing the power of dignity
The natural human as an elder is more need
More bigger needs more power
Sengchanh xuangphuthon
11/3/2017
Categories:
impresses, blessing, conflict, depression, earth
Form:
Verse
A boundless smile, there is beauty to behold
Toward serene and luminous field adds more flowers in gold
But its on golden moonbeams I take my flight
For the caress of your fragrant petals of white
As a butterfly slides slowly on the winds
Like the numberless pictures and sounds in minds
I catch your scent upon the breeze
A fragrance of seductive tease
A painting impresses my mind, the setting sun
Painted in colors of such beauty, her rays are spun
But I come to you as Luna's lullaby
A dulcet melody in the night sky
I swirl around your aura, my beautiful flower
Unable to resist your enchanting power
The future with you, each and every day nearest
To the rest of our lives, in loving embrace my dearest
At the end of the day, the heavens gleam
Sleep now, no pain will wake you from your dream
So I'll leave you Luna's lullaby before I depart
To keep in harmony, the rhythm of our hearts
~~
Collaboration Contest
Written by: Joseph May and Anne-Lise Andresen
1st place in the contest
7/11/17
Categories:
impresses, flower, moon, nature, ,
Form:
Quatrain
The site of every creature in skirt
gives him fever
and overworks his liver
with the thousands of feminine perfumes inhaled.
His magical touch
and mercurial mind,
intertwine their soft spots
like a weaver.
Every night,
he is blessed with a diva
and his sweet mouth
filled with honey
makes her his part-time lover.
To avoid biological consequences
he casts a spell on her ova
getting exact results
and retaining his trophies.
Even when his calculations fail,
he overlooks with a careless smile.
What then can stop his trade,
when he transacts in a market
of a never ending supply?
Impresses with his rover
lavishing promises of holidays in Geneva
and impacts the belief
that he'll give them all, forever.
But he'll start sniffing the next underwear
even before its over;
is the favorite game of chess
played by the Casanova.
Categories:
impresses, abuse, character, class, crazy,
Form:
Rhyme
"The Velvet Echo"
Lives
eclipse
one comes in
the other out
passing light
in empty hallways
corridors of subversive
romantic notions
strange singing,
the sounding lifts
waves
enticing,
smiles curiously
unsure, in the drift
towards another life
oceans deeper across
invocations, swimming sirens
beautiful bells appealing
fibonacci tendrils
enveloping emptiness
another language
transferred, in the feeling
stretching eternity
in subliminal universes
never touching
but touching
one looks over
to the other,
there, somewhere,
something other, sensed
contracted
reflections
holding
patterns
for a while each
the other
the signing sings
in elliptical signals
mysterious
missives
one in wonder
one in doubt
the myth of each
rich and encrypted
before waking
as in a dream
there in that sacred place
a voice unseen
impresses,
its velvet echo caresses
the softness suspended
in two hearts held
it says,
to each
“You are in my realm now”
“You are in my realm now”
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
“Flock of Soul” / Cocteau Twins
https://youtu.be/NGVl_qtJvk8
“Otherness” / Cocteau Twins
https://youtu.be/S-kagT9ZS5E
LYRICS / "Flock of Souls", Cocteau Twins
https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107859520982/
Categories:
impresses, muse, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
When I see a Nerium oleander, in it i see the heart of a woman. An oleander is one of the world’s most pulchritudinous and deadly plants, and so is the woman’s heart; extremely pulchritudinous and deadly.
YHWH was and still is the greatest architect which in tells that he impressed and impresses the greatest plans on his architectural work. YHWH created everything else but still felt a part was missing, after stomaching the situation, he master- minded the heart of a woman.
So delicate is it, to devote.
So humane is it, to provide.
So enduring to deducing and so lenient is it to loving.
Not every male leader runs an organization, a family or a nation without the touch of a woman’s heart. The touch of a woman’s heart is so magical in a peculiar way such that it completes the equation of everything.
Not so innocent, the heart of a woman is also a solvent that mixes with any kinds of solutes to form both healing and toxic solutions.
The touch of a woman’s heart also works in a magical and peculiar way to complete the equation of everything evil.
So delicate is it, to becoming jealousy, obsessive and possessive and hence;
So conniving is it, to convince.
So swift is it, to break another heart and so forthcoming to do anything evil to obtain anything it so desires.
I would not be surprised if Lucifer’s entire heart was made up of just the ugly part of a woman’s heart.
ALVA KANYIKA- alvakanyika@gmail.com
Categories:
impresses, art,
Form:
ABC