Best Invitation Poems

When fields gleam aureate and song birds sing
and transient stars in clusters scintillate,
when sweet perennials are coaxed by spring
to blossom forth, he comes with sprightly gait.

He wends his way along the mountain trails
past opalescent rush of streams and rills,
goat-footed, on the paths that ribbon dales
and...

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December 25th-  The Christmas Wedding

Head-to-head,
Surrounded by seasonal silver bells
Scarlet passionate pink poinsettias sit
Foliage scenery 
Entwined by Christmas and Wedding bliss
Frosty winter weather warmed up by:
Rings of “I Do!”

The eyes of Eve hide underneath a white veil
Beautiful-
A bride walking down the misty mistletoe isle
Wondering why...

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Let’s begin with
A strong fresh
Brewed Greek coffee
The aroma alone,
Will wake up 
Your senses, 
Allow you to
Let go, to keep 
An open mind to delight
And excite 
You, relax your taste buds.
About to travel,
Don’t put up fences,
Today is the morning
After the night before,
No doubt you feel groggy
You...

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I do it often,
drag a perfect morning
in through the front door of myself
and make it a reluctant guest,
replace its colors with my own
dour palette, drown out
its soft voice with noise.

It has become a habit, trying
to confine the morning's 
width within my space, 
hold its edges...

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The announcement of their special day came today
But I just looked at it briefly and turned away
Hearing of their wedding day brought sadness, dismay
An invitation for me? I didn’t know what to say
Stinging sadness in my heart I could not convey
I gazed out at the...

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Lay your head beside mine if you dare and enter the world of my nightmare.  A long hall 
before you is lined by many doors, and opening each one exposes terrifying horrors.  
Unlock the first and see the cemetery where so many ancestors...

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Oh, visit me, though I've not looked for you
Show me you care; come share a word or two
Look for my name, in all the names you see
Come spend some time, be ray of sun to me
Visit Me

How will I know if you like what you...

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It is not the music,
for one knows it in the heat
that rises from a cool miasma,
sardonic, self-igniting--
the one that ravages and never warms,
consumes, and cannot care.

Cold flame is of another art, and passionless.
It is the counterpart of a humanity
that gasps at loveliness
but grasps an aged,...

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Girl, I don't have to know you
To see you in your rhymes 
Yes.. It’s true we’ve never touched
But I’ve felt you a thousand times
You’re a summer gypsy dancer
Who’s wild and smart and free
Yes, it’s you whose door I knock on
So will you open up to...

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blushing teenager
ruby cheeks, cerise hot lips,
given coral rose.
...

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A Crafty invitation

Cut him open, just go nuts
Reach inside and pull out his guts
Cut out his eyes, cut out his nose
Work your way down as you go
Use a little ingenuity
And cut him good for all to see
Don’t be afraid to make a mess
Join the pumpkin...

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Ocean calls,
From the endless to the shore.
Not one,
Yet,
Countless waves,
Calling your name.
Never mind the numbering,
Foolish to know,
Only this,
From Beyond it's proclaimed as Love.
Heaven to the opened sea,
The blue beauty must obey,
Inviting you to walk on,
Go deep,
And in between.
Therefore,
Sea water,
Ink in pen.
Ocean tide,
I hear you well,
In the...

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God came May the 15th,
  And took Aaron in His arms.
He took his little soul,
  Away from earthly harm.

A beautiful bundle of joy,
  Quickly turned to tears.
And pieces of my grief,
  Are hidden through the years.

His short-lived life,
  Sadly broke...

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Hidden reservation site,
Buried behind wardrobes of femininity.
Aged wooden metal chest,
Handed over by grandparents.
Containing matters,
Yester-innocent,
Tears weeping melodies on pink white ribbons of little girl's wearing.
Matching dress of lovely splendor,
Mr. Teddy tucked under,
Barbie slumber in all this,
Ken waiting for hope in joy kid.
Tea set with long passed...

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*** COME POETRY ***

Belle Poetry! Be kind!
I am already exhausted
From long passed hours
Taking dictation from you — I am
But human and sometimes fragile,
While you often come divine.

Sister Poetry!  Even as I listen
To music by composer Andre Rieu, to help 
Waltz words across these pages,
I...

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