Best Lovely Poems
A poem lovely as the dawn
With gems of dew upon the lawn
From an empty page words will spark
As dawn once more defeats the dark
Bringing to us a day thats new
Lovely skies of tangerine too
And birds sweetly sing from the trees
To usher in a gentle breeze
Words will flow from the poet's pen
As light meanders in the glen
New possibilties come our way
Thank the Lord for a brand new day
3-4-2022
A Poem Lovely As Contest
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
Sleep my lovely baby/PD/lady
Although I am so far away
Listen to the sweet song I sing
Feel in your heart I’m not leaving
Soft wind cuddles you in my arms of love
My warm embrace never makes you sad
Before you close your diamond eyes
Make a wish I am with you tonight
All dreams that you dream here or afar
Will be answered by those bright stars
As the moon smiles sweetly in your sight
Giving an assurance that you’ll be alright
Sleep my lovely baby/ PD/lady
Sweet lullaby I sing as I fervently pray
May God keep you safe while I’m away
In this world you’re so special in His way
Oct. 25,2012
This can be sung in a tune of a lullaby song which my teacher had taught me when I was still in Grade 4, I remember more vividly but not exactly the tune and the title and lyrics not anymore.
First Place Winner
Contest: Send Me To Sleep Poem
Judged: 10/26/2012
Poet Sponsor: Greatest Poet, Poet-Destroyer
No Poem Is Lovely As A Tree
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.*
Each season's trees, a rare delight.
A stalwart friend both day and night.
Our home is built from strongest oak.
Our hearth billows with small branch smoke,
Warmth in winter by fire light.
A stalwart friend both day and night.
A Cherry waved with branch to me
While dancing in the breeze so free.
As blossoms in the spring took flight.
A stalwart friend both day and night.
The Banyon in the summer sun
That sheltered safe the sacred one,
It's limbs of shade a welcome sight.
A stalwart friend both day and night.
The maple I have saved for last,
It's autumn hues where my eyes cast
Reveals breathtaking beauty bright.
Of stalwart friend both day and night.
2-7-20
*I think that I shall never see/A poem lovely as a tree - Joyce Kilmer
My thanks to the following site for the picture:
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The beach climbs are harder
the rocks turn my feet
and I find myself walking on my ankles
wading through sand
But the photos at sunset
or as the moon rise
are such a surprise
Like paintings
like fine art
witnessing the beauty of nature
as it shows us all of the basis for inspiration
everywhere
The sea air is so refreshing
the tang of salt
its cool crisp feel
as it laps past me
and blows my hair
The sheen of the sun and the moon
off the water
and it undulates and ripples
It's mesmerizing and beautiful
I seek out the lighthouse
to capture its beauty on the horizon
Its glow too settles on the ocean
and lights the scene in a way
that makes it seem like a painting
A huge downed redwood tree on the beach
a sculpture in driftwood now
but so big as to be a playground
The natural wonders of this place continue to provoke me
and keep me wanting more
from the tiny bits of rock on the ground
to the magnificent scenes in the sky
my senses are always tuned in
And here I share them with you....
Artimus 9/1/2025
I'm drifting along in a boat
In the shade of bald cypress trees
They're covered in gray Spanish moss
Hanging down to their cypress knees
With the swipe of a catfish tail
As he lunges to grab a snack
His splash breaks the afternoon silence
Minnows flee from the hungry attack
Turtles are sunning on an old fallen tree
Bullfrogs croaking for rain
The echoing cries of a lonely loon
As he pauses between refrains
At times escaping into nature
When life gets too extreme
I go back to the days of a country boy
To a boat, on a creek, in a dream
January 14 2017
by Daniel Turner
A little daydream, like a butterfly
into my absent mind came fluttering,
in pink and blue pastel. Then to and fro,
it flitted as its wings began to grow.
Above those rainbow wings, I was sitting
as the giant butterfly went flitting
through a field of buttercups. We flew
then toward the sea which sparkled azure blue.
The flying marvel tilted, dropping me
into the crystal waters of the sea.
My body changed upon my daydream’s whim,
and I could breathe beneath the sea and swim.
A mermaid I’d become with hair so long.
I swam to shore and sang a siren’s song.
Sun sank! My lovely daydream slipped away
and left me on my beach towel where I lay.
Jan. 20, 2017
The cinnamon scented days
in your grandiose porcelain cups,
as you would like to say,
in grass green warmth of May
of the sandal wood shadow
in your valley
made of three warm words from starry dark,
alongside the moon-circles
It is lovely
A rose dance
In a tipsy trance
A blue Greece peace
descending downward
Shivering moon ice
And Amazon warmth
From mouth to mouth
“Go slow go slow “
Calls the lark
from moon-snow
“Go slow”
Why the distraction?
In the lovely job of translation
from fire to ice
Slice by slice
Dropping all disguise
Into a stupendously charming reality
Of collapsing charm
Then, all on a sudden
Why the reaction
Of sudden interruption?
The lark asks
“Look above
Visit the cascade first
The temples, the galloping horses
The beautiful bird-neck
And the awesome hills”
The cream coloured shaft of sky
beteen the two tension to the hilt
Maddeningly failing
Into freedom of the flood
Tumultuous silence ...
And he felt the soft palm on his forehead
He came to
It was the nurse
By his hospital bed
‘Yes ?'
‘Sir, you have to ....'
'The chemotherapy?'
'Yes Sir'
A gentle smile on her face
A sandal wood shade
Of a different kind though
And ice slabs
In almost absolute temperature
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20/01/2017
How I would love to dance with you along the Naples bay,
And then escape towards our restaurant beyond the archway.
Listen, as they play love songs with gusto on the mandolin
As Peppinello prepares the dough which in a round form he'd spin.
Outside, a young lass dances with flare her tarantella.
And everyone shouts with glee "Give us more gracious Stella."
Meanwhile Peppinello always ready to cater for our taste
Suggested a Marguerita enough that would not go to waste.
And to counter the exquisite taste of our choice, a famous wine,
A red Oddero Barbera d’Alba, guaranteed to make a fine dine.
Satiated with our fine food we go for a short stroll.
The famous Castel dell'Ovo being our primary goal.
It is already deep night and on the sea stars shine bright.
Tired but happy we return to our hotel for the night.
Lovely little songbird
looking in my window
smiles in your eyes
warm thoughts flowing
with marmalade skies
Pretty little songbird
singing subdued kisses
come make me whole
be my one and only
peek into my soul
Time ticking on the wall
starlit strummed melody
daydream dancing again
float alone in ecstasy
along with my gifted pen
Night time serenade
lift me up with the starshine
sprinkle tiny gifts of glee
love spread so sweetly
come drift away with me
Close your eyes and count to three
Wish a lovely wish and you will see
Sparkling dewdrops glistening of rain
Fields of flowers where tiny elves reign
Soaring gliding birds give rides for free
Chattering squirrels live in a willow tree
Gathering nuts for the long winter ahead
Scattering leaves to line their little beds
Twinkling teardrops light the sky at night
Dusting trails of diamonds glittering bright
Luminescent moon glowing in scholarly ease
Excellence of purity to be seen in the trees
Dancing angels carving beauty in all of life
Wending paths of love erasing life's strife
Close your eyes and count to three
Wish a lovely wish and you will see
Nature is beautiful
Nature is wonderful
Wonderful to watch
Wonderful to see
See the mountains
See the trees
Trees with colours
Trees with flowers
Flowers in bloom
Flowers of fragrance
Fragrance so divine
Fragrance of smell
Smell the flowers
Smell the roses
Roses of red
Roses of yellow
Yellow as sun
Yellow as skies
Skies with purple
Skies with colours
Colours of nature
Colours of green
Green as grass
Green as leaves
Leaves turned orange
Leaves turned brown
Brown as wood
Brown as earth
Earth so rich
Earth with growth
Growth of nature
Growth of life
Life of Beauty
Life to hold
Hold in thought
Hold in memories
Memories you'll love
Memories you'll keep
Keep in heart
Keep yours forever
Forever and forever
Forever to enjoy
Enjoy the nature
Enjoy the beauty
Beauty of nature
Beauty so lovely
Lovely...
Nature...
Lonely nights come and take me
Raise me up but don't break me
Lovely wind I can feel your coldness
Touch my skin, play my hair until I become your oldest
Let the time pass so fast...carry me in your arms and make me forget my past ...
Can I continue ? Can I move on ?
And where is my place if he had gone ?
I can see the flowers but I can't smell it ...lovely wind takes my soul before I kill it
Can the heart live alone? Can he be cold like a stone?
I can tell you that his whispers gets through my bones
Oh my lovely wind ! Can he feel my loneliness ?
Can he freeze the time and beat you? Or your going to freeze me but when you feel my heart , my love will heat you ?
Are you going to be warm and soft like a feather or you're going to be cold and cruel like the leather?
I can feel you when you touch me when you kill my skin ... is he going to love me or my destiny is going to end ?
Am I going to dream with him before I die ? Are you going to say yes you will ? Are you going to lie ?
Gentile wind you are my source of truth you're my friend...
Before I fly away make sure that my message will be sent...
Let him feel my love , let him hear my heart beat...
Take my heart and put it in his hands so he can feel my heat ...
Lovely wind thank you but it's time to say goodbye...
Smile for me but on me don't cry...
Sweet lady, combination of silliness and laughter,
all wrapped up in one sweet sheaf.
Amusing limericks, she is definitely a master,
so talented, watching in disbelief.
Dulcet stories about her special mum,
I hold gratitude for her beneficial feedback.
So much love held for her darling son,
convinced positive energy she'll always attract.
~Written By: Laura Loo~
~Date Written: February 24, 2016~
Written for a lovely lady...Jan...
Always having a problem with dairy,
having adverse side effects pretty fairly,
but being deprived of ice cream is just too much,
whereupon walking down frozen desserts aisle I got a hunch,
I daydreamed I was an ice cream queen,
making ice cream solely out of using soybeans,
helping people with lactose intolerance everywhere,
while helping to make my family and I millionaires,
It would come in all kinds of flavors,
pistachio, chocolate ribbon, anything you favor,
strawberry is the flavor that I would savor,
with nothing artificial on the ingredient label,
Then "poof" my daydream was all gone,
seeing some So Delicious ice cream made me feel undone,
returning home with my soy based vanilla ice cream,
just a middle class lady with a craving and a daydream.
1-14-17
A melting river, a tree's return
A respite from the winter's burn
Where thin leaves capture the sun's might
To briefly hold the weight of light
An elusive bloom in a fragile berth
And the heavens envy the warmth of earth
Even as day falls to gray and languishes there
Gold could not be so lovely, were it not rare