Best Ludic Poems
English is not a language
one can ever get ahead of--
there are just too many words!
Like 'ludic; for example: meaning
playful, in the sense of spontaneous,
without real purpose....Soooooo,
how come I never came across
Little Ludic in over sixty years
of reading hundreds of books
in my beloved mother tongue,
the language I love,
the language I married.
Even spellcheck never saw it,
or else why underline little Ludic
in red, like a criminal of some sort
who needs a good sorting out,
a spell in word prison perhaps?
If one but takes the time to look,
one can find sweet Ludic laying low,
hiding quietly in the BIG FAT ONE,
the Oxford Dictionary!
Lord and Regent of all word books.
Ludic lives there with his cousins:
Ludibrious and that stuffed shirt,
Ludibry, and the handsome,
macho Ludrico ( who is no doubt
from the Italian side of the family)
and of course, the far more famous
Ludicrous, a celebrity who seems to
want all the spotlight for himself.
Words can be so very selfish too....
Agape
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord,
Your intimate whispering fluent through living water
Touching thirsting shores of drought
Waiting open mouthed for billowing water
Flowing from Agape.
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord
To sink into warm depths of your passionate prayers
Your tender path out of grieving exile
Your hopelessly romantic heart
Flowing from Agape
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord
Invading every vein and channel not pierced like arrows
But seeping in through a soothing infusion
Reflecting the sunrise of Heaven
Flowing from Agape
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord
On gentle swells of crystal angelic adoration
In reverence for the healing of the nations
A balm from new leaves scattered tenderly
Flowing from Agape
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord
Near trees nourished by the River of Life
Metaphoric essence of the river’s source
Going down into a gently swirling playful Ludic
Flowing from Agape
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord
To rise up among orange petals of Agape
In your greening open hand Storge love
Abiding tender amity for brothers and sisters
Flowing from Agape
I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord
Gathered neither in timeless vaults of starlit realms
Nor still wandering in dark dusty chaos –
An invitation to be bathed in sparkling splendor
Flowing from Agape
5-11-12 - Contest: Say It Again - Sponsor: William Kekaula
POTD - 5/13/21
Agape: Godly love; Ludic: Playful love; Storg: Familial love
Summer Sprays and Spews
Summer sprays upon the subtle sands
As the rainbows rally in their halo hues
And lovers loving holding hopeful hands
For nature nurtures a nestled canty cue
For the rains rejoice as they splashily spill
As the valleys bow to the mountain peaks
There is great concern amongst the daffodil
And the perky pine kiss each other’s cheeks
The sunshine spews its radiant ludic light
As the rapt robins take care of their young
The rivers running rapid in their ritual rite
And bees are happy for they’ve not stung
Our succulent summer brings a life anew
For we love and frolic in the forests green
Starring at soothing skies of bounteous blue
Soaking in the sun in a lover’s lusty cuisine.
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June.13.2018
Summer Fun
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron
**ABC FUN**
Funny vs' Rude~~
agrestic bugaboo creeps, dandle
'each-
other', footle gleeking,
happy, izzat...jillick, kibitz, ludic,
maffick, nothosonomia,
osculating, proudly, quizzing, riant,
squabash,
to unstable void, whelm, Xanthippe,
yodle, zingy.
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Dark Death~~
aphotic burnt cardinal debris
everywhere, flammeous,
growing haematic, igniting,
jeopardizing, killing, lava,
madness, numb, 'Oppositional-
Defiant',
pulse, quantity,
rage, staged, tempered, under,
virescent, watch, ***, yield, zero.
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Dream a little Dream~~
Accelerator, beating, captivating
dreaming, eruption,
fingerprints, ghost haunting,
invading,
journey,
'keebler-keeper', labyrinth, magic,
nightmare, odyssey,
path, quarantine, rainbows, snakes,
'tossing&turnning',
unconsciously, vertigo,
'wakening2wetness', x-rated,
yawning,
zoomed.
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Dedicated and inspired by; Yasmin
Khan
By;pd
A ripe body of Adolescence, nuzzled by beauty
on which hair is polished by crystals and sapphire
but lacks in the garrison of virtues and patriotism
becoming blind to the significance of its own felicity.
So gullible is its owner, that Dorian Gray is her preferred suitor,
so false are her choices like bringing Tilapia to Canada to strive.
Protracted human disasters have not altered her Oestrus
yet barren even with the plethora of fertile males
she's an ignorant keeper and owner of a unique talisman
causing a huge surveillance from selfish sugar daddies.
In the midst of her turmoil, she stays ludic
inflicted with so much pain but cry so rhapsodic.
Swimming with the fast in pretentious avocation
entertaining in self deceit, through every dulcet move.
Well formed mouth without a beak and limbs with soft knees;
her metamorphosis should be complete, yet a chrysalis she remains.
A complete turnaround requires an economic Hasidism
for the existing gross mediocrity to be evanescent
then refined existence in juxtaposition between an idyllic present
to a radiant future would be once again fully established.
‘Twas a mellow evening overseen by a crescent moon
A ludic breeze playfully lurking above miles of glittery sand
A zillion stars out in full bloom commemorating a late June
I remember as if yesterday how you nervously touched my hand
In an awkwardly charming way you were so chivalrous
I loved the stories you shared with a childlike innocent heart
Time evaporated casual and content in a way most unceremonious
Our souls affectionately melding as one right from the start
Looking back now makes remembrances so endearing
Years have been most generous to you and I in every way
From that tense genesis every hint of skepticism disappearing
We’ve grown closer and couldn’t imagine another now to judgment day
Two compatible souls inexplicably attracted
Intertwining hearts forever connected
**PoetrySoup definition of a SONNET does not say anything about # syllables per line - giving the impression that varied # of syllables per line would be acceptable**
AP: 2nd place, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted for contest A FIRST DATE SONNET sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI - January 20, 2018 - RANKED 1ST
Luscious night overseen by crescent moon
Playful ludic breeze toys with miles of sand
A zillion stars out in full bloom this June
'Twas yesteryear nervous you took my hand
The charming way you were so chivalrous
Stories shared with innocent childlike heart
Time vanished most unceremonious
Our souls melding as one right from the start
Looking at remembrances endearing
Years generous to us in every way
All hint of skepticism disappearing
Never be another come judgment day
Two souls inexplicably attracted
Entwining hearts forever connected
AP: 3rd place 2020
i become lost in these lazy days
the ones i have learned to allow
sitting here on the balcony
watching the frigates glide to Bolero
below a content ocean, empty beach
my attention was broken by a Tropical Queen
butterflies in pursuit of drams
vases rose, yellow, orange, purple
a squirrel scampers across the banana tree
below, kittens in ludic behavior
practicing top dog, the sun bears down
iguanas abandon the roof's pinnacles
for the trees and the shade therein
it is time for siesta, i am tired
this morning the children and i
were playing warfare in the yard
my cane magically transformed into a rifle
i am learning again
what i was once an expert in
a child amok in the fields of imagination
tomorrow i may take out the beach towels
and supermen will fly the patio
or stealth ninjas having hidden in the bamboo
till at last mother calls and it is time for siesta
and as does the wise old iguana
back we crawl to the nature of dozing
there was something i had to do
however, the myoclonic jerk has begun
lay down and drift away
even clark kent needs a respite
from the chores laden world
marbles
i forgot to buy marbles
Miramar 94 The Patient Stones
and this begins my first year of sobriety....playing marbles in the streets, learning the basics of the language...
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Love
took me
from the WORLD -
realms of woe . . .grief
glee pours without encumbrance. . .snag - mirth.
" Bestowing LOVE much - taken for granted "
why should life seems
atrocious
ludic...
" WHY "????
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^-^ jun-jun villanueva
*-* " SMILES AND FROWNS " contest
Fiery giant poppies
Cheerful bright chrysanthemum
Spicy scented dianthus
Statuesque amaryllis
Flamboyant hibiscus
Vivacious geranium
Seductive anemone
Exotic calla lily
Ruffled marigold
Bodacious begonia
Luscious dahlia and ludic zinnia
Dress the garden with pure delight
Exuberant in shimmering rays of sunlight
As sweetly the summer zephyr whispers
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2020, Front Page Pick 2020
A raging sun raised over the sky so bright, kindled upon
The earth desired for thirst, the first ray hold upon,
By the crops reaped over the farm so baked -
Steamed by the nature so distressed,
The flared breeze glowed over the life withheld.
A muted zephyr pass by the morn, betide upon
The daylight so hoped-for, the first drop gushed upon,
By the wind so aroused over the fight against blaze -
Danced by the mizzle so greeted
The sensation of expressions for the moment winded so delighted.
Moistened by the drops fell upon so pleased, retrieve upon
The sowing over the sloughy farm, the last ray hold upon,
By the dismal days of cloudburst -
Streamed over by the ken so roaring,
The time of the year met with the season of showering.
Abased sun faded by the sky so dark, mislaid upon
The sprinkle dripped for reseeding, the first ray hold upon,
By the awning fitted for shelter over the sidewalk –
Drenched by the approach so merciful,
The mournful reek washed over the shore so disgraceful.
An abstract world by the city so ludic, played upon
The time seemed lively, the first dive swam upon,
By the pleasure of life -
Versed by the pleasance so alive,
The sweet flow of liveliness hoped to survive.
Lasted numb behind the clouds the sun once peeped by the drizzle, showed upon
The rays gently breaking up the sky by the colours differentiated, hold upon
By the welcoming of feathered white clouds –
Eased by the greenery so eying
The time of the year met with the season of fall-flowering.
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Forty million stars aglow
Neath a midnight satin sky
While a dark sensuous serenade lurks
Astride the breeze in ambush wantonly
The temptress moon suspiciously hangs low
A magical atmosphere
It sets the tone for romance
Love’s breath is in the air infectuous
As arm in arm by the seashore we stroll
Breathing in the chilly seasalt freshness
Love’s slow dance voluptuous
Pure youthful and unblemished
Detonating carefree exuberance
Glitters glint with every ludic footstep
As the moonlight sprinkles her magic dust
Forever eternally
Wishing time could just stand still
Divine perfection in every moment
Tonight’s unparalleled emotion shared
Frozen to be remembered for all times
Timid smiles turn to kisses
As two hearts entwine as one
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Enthralled by the notion
A mermaid could set in motion
Such powerful devotion
Causing ludic commotion
She offers an elixir of love potion
Stirring powerful emotion
Feels much like an implosion
Monsooning into an explosion
Down to the bottom of the ocean
AP: 2nd place 2025
Submitted on August 4, 2019 for contest DEVOTION TO OCEAN sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - RANKED 1ST
A dog chasing his tail,
A toddler playing fort/da with his toy,
Children playing hide-and-seek,
A player chasing a leather ball,
A physicist ‘knocking about’ an electron
(while measuring its velocity),
A poet carnivalizing a composition,
YHWH playing with the sign,
As in Babel and ever after,
Or Siva hiding the meaning (of mantras and numbers,
as told in Sivsutravimarsini)—
These are all basically instinctual acts,
Involving the ludic instinct.
They all, as such, differ in degree and domain
Rather than in kind!
— Ram, R . V.
ornate frost etchings across panes
intricately grace taut wintry windows
ludic angels stage their ephemeral artwork
AP: 2nd place 2020