Best Imprints Poems
To turn your mind
and thoughts back in time
Much has crumbled
and something will stand forever
Cobweb, dust, rust and blood
Visible signs of the apostle's deeds
Countless miles
Remembering the man
left behind in a cycle -
in the backyard of death
This stirs my curiosity -
the identity of the dead is unknown
Thoughts act like an echo
Because is so deliberately naive -
to believe things were better before
A story is lived forwards
and interpreted backwards
Blur of old memories
even in possession
of a sharpened glance
The sound of church bells ... far away
The door is sealed
19/09/2019
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Categories:
imprints, death, fate, life, memory,
Form:
Verse
As ink flows on a page, the poet leaves imprints on an open mind.
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SPONSOR: SILENT ONE
12/24/19
Categories:
imprints, poetry,
Form:
Monoku
Float with me, my love, amid coral pink nebulae on the astral stagecraft
Surfing wavelengths ultraviolet, in close encounter of two dreamy hearts;
Oh, how charming it is, to woo romance in opal aura of stardust galaxies!
Glistening your happy smile, in sculptor’s blueprints upon blushed motifs
Like the ephemeral musings of burning meteoroids on ruby rose tapestry
Lost in the constellation’s scarlet orange tinges on kaleidoscopic imprints.
June 15, 2020
Placed 3rd:Stardust Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Categories:
imprints, romantic, sky, stars,
Form:
Free verse
Your in Heaven 'Rest In Peace', Free of pain and in a better place.
Just remember your not forgotten, no one could ever forget your beautiful face.
Your part of our family, that's why its so hard to let you go.
Your irreplaceable, just thought that you should know.
So many sleepless nights I think of you, thought this pain would be over.
Then I remember the good times we shared, you always been my 4-leaf-clover.
Don't think this is good bye because I know one day will be together.
I think of you day and night, on the phone and in the shower.
I know your taking care of Kane, playing day and night until forever.
At least your not alone, your in doggy heaven with each other.
Your my family and my best-est friend.
I'm lost in sadness, but ill miss you til the end.
You never judge and your a great listener that always seemed to understand.
So I always gave you the very best treats and food, always gave you top brand.
You and Kane were both unique, in my eyes a real person.
If I was hurt you were always there to lick it so it wouldn't worsen.
If dogs could get a medal yours would read 'Mother/Daughter #1.'
Or maybe a family dog show you would be the mom and son that would won.
Those sad and lonely days you were always there to comfort me.
That's what makes you so special
Unforgettable and brought out the best in me.
Life for me will never be the same, because we are apart.
But your everlasting love has left you imprinted in my heart.
Joanna
Categories:
imprints, death, death of a
Form:
Free verse
(Part 1 of Trilogy for My Father)
His shoes by the front door make me cry
like his glasses resting atop an
unfinished crossword
and his toothbrush in its holder
the bristles still damp.
And I wonder...
Did he brush his teeth before he
put the gun to his heart?
A cereal bowl waits in the sink
The laundry basket overflows
"To Do" lists adorn the refrigerator.
Suicide is not on the list, and I am
almost surprised.
He was a tidy person, neat
organized almost to the point of obsession
That's how he lived; that's how he died.
But Dad...
I'd have felt better if, for once in your life
you'd left a mess. But no
even in the ultimate act of selfishness,
you strove to be polite, choosing to lie
on the shower's cold tiles, no doubt
thinking we could just flush the blood away
with the turn of a faucet.
Yes, the place is spotless.
A tiny trace of blood, a single gouged tile
are the only signs that a life ended here.
It seems, somehow, that there should be more.
Categories:
imprints, bereavement, death, father daughter,
Form:
Elegy
in the living room was an old rocking chair,
that held imprints of a lover no longer there
Contest: Du-O
Sponsor: Brain Strand
11/15/2020
Categories:
imprints, lost love,
Form:
Couplet
Abandoned dreams
are standing
neatly stacked
in the drawer
through darkness
accompanied by light
snakes slithered
and
by their stomach salivated all hope
leave them asleep
abandoned dreams are
calmly waiting
hands
to abuse them.
Categories:
imprints, career,
Form:
Free verse
Imprints
Expectance can be shattered by reality
But reality can be crippled by your steps
Be careful of the imprints that you leave
For they are the guidance of your childrens future
Categories:
imprints, life,
Form:
Free verse
I wish the best for you and all...
Let peace reside in each who walks this earth
with tenderness, forgiveness, a new start -
awakened, love to spare and real self-worth.
Though my own breath has blown each grain of sand;
each footprint left by me I cannot see.
Alas, He picks me up in His strong arms -
with tender hug and kiss, I have new feet!
They are a toddler's, pudgy and unsteady,
yet I can see the path they leave behind;
reassured that He is always ready
to breathe new Life - We may begin again!
I do not think that each has had a thought
of leaving imprints for this world to see,
but I believe there comes a point in time
when He says, "Walk, it's time for you to be!"
Categories:
imprints, encouraging, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
Inducing spells of charm
I succumb to her wiles
Into role-plays off stage,
Identity unknown.
Illusions from masked night
Invade my privacy---
Imprints of a facade.
Let's Pleadies Contest of nette onclaud
Posted by johnnybo 24 April 14
Categories:
imprints, betrayal,
Form:
Light Verse
burned, blackened leaves
leaving their bony outlines
on grey cemented sidewalks
autumn's sun
binding leaf shadows
seared into the comfort of cement
scars of lost life
leaves long decayed
beyond the reach of what they no longer are
legacies left behind
surrendered to the rustle of footsteps
that step onto an active stillness
sometimes we don't see the imprints because of too much on mind
sometimes we have to fight for all the etchings we have left
as winter slides us
elsewhere
Categories:
imprints, age, allusion, autumn, life,
Form:
Free verse
The visual happenings of Ives Klein
are particularly difficult to define
With blue now labelled IKB
&female body-brush creativity
Categories:
imprints, art, tribute,
Form:
Clerihew
Rain falls from blue erected sky.
Optical illusions reply.
Sun dance under a palm tree's shade
with barefoot flights of sparkling jade.
Smooth curves are shaped from image nigh.
Sculpted clouds refract light on high
through hazel kaleidoscope eyes.
Love forms circles and dull lines fade
Rain falls from blue.
A starry jewel waves warm goodbyes
on whispers of wind soft and shy.
Full prism moons rise unafraid
from bright mosaic visions made.
A mirage on falcon's wing flies.
Rain falls from blue.
Categories:
imprints, fantasy,
Form:
Rondeau
Don’t follow in my footsteps son,
Make imprints of your own,
I will walk beside you though,
You will never be alone.
Categories:
imprints, son,
Form:
Lyric
In times of old, Cinderella had a fairy God mother, that gave her the tools, a horse and carriage, to meet a true love, an unexpected face to face with a prince that was captivated by her. In modern times, it could be a Southwest jet? Flown by a pilot, not a carriage driven by a coachmen like in times of old. The moral of this tale, there is a time limit on the duration of deep and true love, and it's trappings, but the memory and imprints it leaves in the hearts of the innocents it touches, mysteriously remain. The prince of old, searched far and wide for the one that left such an imprint in his heart, longing to overcome all obstacles to join her, and make their heart become one, the unique imprint in each, when over layed, became mirror images of the other, a perfect match in an unexpected place. So it is, with any prince in any era, seeking a match for an imprint left in his heart, trying to overcome the obstacles, to open a path to her heart, hoping they can find one another. Feel again, the deep and true love, a gift only given once, needing a little sprinkling of magic, to decorate the ribbon, and make the package whole.
Categories:
imprints, funny love,
Form:
Free verse