Best Infinite Poems
Infinite Loves Pi
Circling souls, forever one,
Decimal twirls, a spiral kiss
Endless loop, hearts entwined
Burning bright, love's endless climb.
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A Mother's Love, Steels Her To Infinite Faith And Sacrifice
She cooked breakfast, got her kids off to school
took a brief rest on her favorite stool,
watched through front window as life flew on by
always and always, asking herself why,
dreams came but were rarely ever fulfilled
even hot summer days, her soul was chilled.
She prepared lunch, so delicious for two
even tho' where he was she had no clue,
out that window she saw sun beaming bright
he had gone so far away, out of sight,
dreams came, but his needed return did not
still a prayer said for what she has got.
She cooked another meal, kids must be fed
her heart crying, is he alive or dead,
not knowing, was a deep pain of its own
hurts eating deeper in her aching bones,
dreams they came, washing dark with lonesome night
she felt the weariness of her sad plight.
She saw the bus stop, her kids piling out
her daughter beautiful, her son so stout,
racing home, they both laughing all the way
she thanking God for yet another day,
her dreams came, her spirit asked yet again
why did he leave them, please God do explain.
Days chores done, all over her body ached
pray she with her deep faith, none of it faked
a quick shower then off to get some rest
in bed wondering, have I done my best
her dreams sang softly, this shall one day end
then your blessings, divine mercy will send.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme, ( In Tribute )
( A Mother's Sacrifice, Her Love, Brave And So True )
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Thoughts of Infinite Light
Thru no beginning and everlasting end, the loving light shall transcend
The Angels of illumination shall defend its passionate passage to extend
From within infinitesimal space, the internal light will forgive and reface
Like a perennial parallel interface, your digital soul will eagerly embrace
For when the darkness sets in its divide the light of love shall provide
In your attempts to segregate and hide look within the light will guide
Your sins and shame shall regress as you absorb the fruitful fluoresce
For when you repent and confess the living light shall blissfully bless
Thru eternities of illuminating light His love will never leave your sight
Thru absolute abyss and fevered fright comfort in His love and erudite
In man's dominance dilemma a need for pensive penance and excreta
Look upon the Alfa & Omega the Lamb of God of infinite light the Pieta.
~~~Let there be light~~~
...dedicated to Victor Buhagiar...
April.06.2018
Easter 2018
Sponsored by: Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
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Clouded skies somberly cascade
upon motionless vistas,
floating unrehearsed melancholy hues
where muted feelings roam
on an autumn morning echoing
a weary winter dream
I sit beneath a weeping willow’s
unhurried leaves fluttering
like silent wind chimes,
quietly pacing unheard melodies,
as dandelions seek the sun now
merely an absent reflection in my own tears
And I reminisce of the days when
magnolia petals were our sunrise,
sweetly scenting the virginal dawn
in soft aromatic whispers,
lazily lingering upon our skin
when your smile was my every morning
Now I wait below wilting branches,
listless arches desperately reaching
but never touching the ground,
allowing desolate thoughts to wallow
as the soft earth reclaims me
from an infinite finale in gray
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Inspired by Sandra Adams poem Crimson Tears
From Poet's Pen, Love's Infinite Colors May Flow
From the poet's pen, love's infinite colors flow
Even when, it inks verse of darkness down below
And poet's heart, gifts to others, romantic light
Be still gasping breath, as Venus dares show her might
As depths of love, 'a la Romeo and Juliet
There her favored lovers rejoice tete-a-tete.
From the poet's heart, ripen fruits, Art purely grows
Majestic as the golden treasures Nature sows
Ever as, expanding roots, Love's beautiful trees
Glide as sensual waves, building hope in swirling seas
The singing of love's firstborn, its beauty con Amore
Soft vows in passion flung from loving paradise shores.
From poet born breath, exhaled in torrents of praise
Ink gems left before death, cutting through world's malaise
As voice from depths of wilderness and solitude
Berating lies, man's usual hateful attitudes
Falling back on hope, truth and a rose's beauty sublime
Creating art, waging battles against fleeting Time.
From the poet's pen, love's infinite colors flow.
Even should they be, dark verses born from below?
Robert J. Lindley, 8-10-2020
Rhyme, ( Living, Loving Well Amidst Fading Of The Light )
Inspired by the poem-- "Mesmerized"- by Lady Labyrinth
I cherish you betwixt
the spaces of darkness
& white lightning,
creative spiritedness
amidst insecurities,
Chantilly lavender lace 'neath
abrasive gunnysack burlap,
mid late night news & poetry of early
dawning 'pon acquiescently sleepless nights,
'tween whispered wisps of lilting light
and duskily echoed shadows
catching twilit moonbeams whilst
stargazing midst your eyes,
enveloping infinite expanses
which rapturously
invoke none other
Infinite Universe
Constellations in patterned sequence
glisten above a slumbering horizon,
rough cut diamonds,
glowing facets of nightscape sparkles,
as I sit silently peering upon
these flickering destinies
neath shadowed trees slow dancing
to a gentle breeze’s melody
I watch as my thoughts escape,
enchanted visions floating
like luminescent butterflies
ascending to each precious star,
carrying my unending love
upon moonlit wings embellishing
an evening sky of wonder in
fluttered phrases expressing...
my infinite universe is you,
a perpetual existence
breathing between silhouettes
of heart shaped heavens
and desires glittering in
celestial dreams, for each wish
I cast upon this radiant sky
is that you truly love me…too
Good night Soupers
Have a great weekend
See you on Monday
***AND NOW GOD BRINGS TO YOU… ***
Ladies and Gentlemen!
Through the auspices of
Our Glorious God’s
Creation Company…
Traveling the infinite of Love…
Across the heavens, then
Through our atmosphere, and,
With His eternal nearness to
The Earth’s moving horizons ~
In His wanting to reach
Every bedroom
Door and window with His Light…
All rise, please, as
The New Day
Now Presents to you:
The Sun!
See how
She first appears with a single, flaming peek
Out from beneath
The opaque black curtain of night,
Which stirs us to wake from
The forgettable dreams of dead sleep.
The fanfare of trees,*
which grows and breathes,
just beyond my window,
Now tunes up to accompany
Sun’s early swim up the sky,
Their punctuating notes, their leaves
swishing and flittering
In time with whistling breezes to
Signal
Sun has begun
Her welcomed performance —
Quite delighting our eyes
With her dazzling, ornate, orange dress.
There are exclaiming cheers heard
from Mother Nature’s
“Sold-out” audience — that color-lush
Everywhere around,
Holding hope for this re-rebirth of
A new day, preceding all
The days of discovery still to come.
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** Note: “fanfare” of trees —
SO, For the trees outside my window, it is not a “group, border, array, cluster, grove, mass, or forest.” Since I needed to describe and define with a NEW adjective, Writer’s License was used - after research — i coin the trees with whom I interac as a “fanfare” of trees, meaning essentially, an ‘addition’ or enhancement to a specified principal thing, which adds value.
Written with concern for world’s areas
surfering severe drought. Prayers going
Up for your relief & all peoples to work on the global environmental crisis.
(c) sally young eslinger 1012/22
inside our hearts there are four chambers ~ at the core of each lies a heart
By David Kavanagh
Night stirred memories, once forgotten,
of the days I burnt in love
when you consumed my days and I carried you like a queen,
in the palanquin of my thoughts.
Without forethought, to elbow out
the marauding of thorny memories,
I set out, travelling miles, my heart throbbing in my chest,
my nimble legs shaking and trembling
and finally reaching your hermitage.
Casting away my stilted pride, expectant and anxious,
I waited at your doorstep to seize the moment
to renew a commitment and knocked hopefully at your door,
so far never opened before anyone.
While listening intent for the approaching foot steps
and the sound of the key turning on the latch,
did I see a face peering through the window,
and quickly withdraw?
Was it the face I longed to see?
Might not be or else, I would have been admitted in!
Time skipped quickly by, hours flitted
between limping dawns and staggering nights
Initially I knew the tedium of waiting
and the crushing weight of Time on me.
Soon I lost count of it….
Like an alien, how long had I waited there?
Was it weeks, months or years?
The wait must have been pretty long.
I knew roots had grown under my feet
and my body had vegetated into a tree,
but without leaves and fruits!
In Time’s eternal motion, the tree will remain there
as a trunk of fossilized hope, till your love charges life into it!
There was a time when I dreamed huge dreams
Felt the presence of a mysterious urgency
To reach beyond the past and into the present
Embrace each moment with a sense of hopefulness
Assured that there will be more joy to treasure
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The clock was ticking on, endlessly judging me
With a desire to right the wrongs that had been
Whispering echoes of defeat and cheerless fears
Never truly seeing the confidence I had to believe
The poise that I felt within when I looked to heaven
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There was the assurance of those hopes eternal
Keeping me filled with an elated desire for the future
And those things that are more than here and now
But go beyond today into the infinite faith that is
Alive, dancing across the spirit with a promise of forever
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With these wise and secure feelings for the imminent
Reveries of anticipation sent me exhaling intimacy
Echoing prayers of breathlessness that helped me see
With God, all things are possible and probable ~ Any dream
Is there to be believed, treasured and realized, trusted to be!
Time- 8 Word Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: A Dear Heart
June 30, 2020
My roots lie buried in an unbroken line of brave men and women, my ancestors,
who, with boundless courage, sought a place where freedom was limitless and prized--from the Jersey shores to the Appalachians they trekked, finding bottomless seams of black gold, but the riches of infinite faith were their most valuable contribution to their endless posterity, generations to come…in an everlasting seam as bold and courageous as they, in their eternal rest, could ever have remotely imagined.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
written June 3, 2021
for "Writing Prompt - Endless" poetry contest
sponsored by Constance La France
Entranced, am I, by God's
infinite paint brush.
Illuminating this sunlit room
with a quiet hush.
The morning aurora makes all
things right.
After a peaceful sleep in
heaven's twilight.
The walls and ceiling twinkle
with multifarious colors.
Deepest green, sea foam blues,
magenta pinks,mandarin orange,
and a host of others.
I move those glass beads in the
sunlit sterling bowl and swish!
In a single instant, my beads,
make me a color artist.
Oh, how most desirably and so
dreamily wished!
God's own hand in my Mother's
antique and beloved, sterling dish!
July 18, 2019
8am PST
We dwell within a single Thread—
Yet countless others spin—
Invisible, their silver looms
Entangle ours within.
The Dawn may break in other skies,
Unseen by any Star—
Yet whispers of those foreign Suns
Arrive—wherever we are.
A Sparrow’s wing in one small World
May tremble Worlds away—
For Every Breath—a corridor
Where echoes learn to stay.
If God designed Infinity—
He tucked us—quiet—there,
A Universe—within His sleeve—
And never unaware.
Emptiness Prevails,
Forever Rules.
We, between,
Exist,
Die.