Best Lusters Poems
Flickering in the night, a melting’s texture of regrets afterglow,
Candlelight’s waxed drippings staining the white laced table cloth,
Yet in the black and white photo album of the timeless, it is a
Pressed flower of remembrance, never to be forgotten,
In the days of wine and roses.
As champion kisses are exchanged between the
Youthful hearts of the innocent, another cork
Is popped, in this cozy interlude of memory’s repast,
Shattered lies this tempered fragile glass, smashed
Against the fireplaces inner mantel, leaving a frothy
Foams liquid behind, causing the crackles embers to
Burn higher with passions flame,
In the days of wine and roses.
Hand cut floral arrangements, plucked apart
Then tossed asunder, a petals trail to silken sheets
Of pleasure, sorrow’s bedding is lined with feathers
Down, angel wings tender sheathing to protect the
Wounded child of innocence, curled inside perfection’s
Illusionary dream, evolving into a flowering silhouette of
Womanhood.
In shad’s refection of repose, she weeps thus diamond
Tears that float away amongst the Lilley thorns, within the
Rippling pool of the timeless,
Oh those were the farewells for-get-me-knots,
To those days of wine and roses.
Valentines shaped boxes shredded into confections confetti,
Thrown into the air of clarity at the ticker tape parade
Of the broken heartbeat, as it explodes into a zillion pieces,
Tissues spent candy wrappers used to wipe away, moistures
Sorrows of regrets folly, thus the tender reed bends into
The winds of emotion,
Behold the tokens price of loves devotion,
Back in the days of wine and roses.
Vintage bouquets of elegance, tarnished with age,
Yet still retaining lusters shine of everlasting beauty,
The faithful clinging to the shadows of the past,
Hopes dreaming romantic, waltzing in rheum with
Memories of illusion, showered by petals of color,
From those days of wine and roses.
Flickering in the night, a melting’s texture of regrets afterglow,
Candlelight’s waxed drippings staining the white laced table cloth,
Yet in the black and white photo album of the timeless, it is a
Pressed flower of remembrance, never to be forgotten,
In the days of wine and roses.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUN
Categories:
lusters, art, beauty, devotion, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
I always weep for you in the hush of eventide hills.
In their mystical muteness I can hear your heartbeats.
As tears indulge in indigo dusky deepening horizons,
I put my hope in the last morning star which lusters
upon waves with sapphire iridescence shades of eternity,
flowing upon seashell shores stroking your sacred footprints.
Ever since your opulent hypnotic essence
stole the innocence of my lucent purity,
you've left me drunk on the wine of passion.
I'm stumbling like a drunkard in the dappled depth of desire,
with my provocative facade forming into a bodacious flame,
searching for my poetic pearl lost in a sea of mauve enchantment.
Wailing winds have discoloured my eyes with stained illusions,
in their darkness, I yearn for your sunlit glimmer to reappear.
I've been kissing the emptiness of porcelain moonlight,
since you left behind the taste of your fragrant lullaby.
Wondering if my kiss illuminated the ebony entities,
veiled inside your mystique of midnight eyes.
Visions of your majestic scarlet seraphim lips,
poised in sultry pulsation, forever flutter,
floating like blended opal and onyx butterflies.
Their tender beauteous softness merging
like ambrosia echoes of a cocoon, composing
the sweetness of saccharine symphonies,
caressing my soul like a magnolia breeze.
Oh my beloved ethereal lover,
will I be forever dreaming of your paradisiacal grace,
seeking your celestial scent from dusk till dawn?
Won't you gift me one shimmery glimpse
of your rialto rosette silhouette.
Forever wrap me in the sanctuary of your satin wings,
like the warm merino shawl of love's allure.
Why leave me in this state of silent saudade,
where I hunger for the silken hymn of your tongue.
Why bless me with such treasures,
only to deprive me?
The Silent One
27 December 2022
Categories:
lusters, absence, love, romance,
Form:
Free verse
Those who do not die are known to live beyond the veil
disheveled in the light like a Polaris star
that lusters in the sky with gaseous shine;
Although some stars are known to die very fast and very young,
there are others that remain as constant as the Northern star;
My dream is to arrive one day inside my Father's House
a methuselah star of old light years away from birth;
Oh how I wish to be the signage of His requiem,
the agent of His blaze, the one that makes things visible.
A gleaming star bequeathing light to all who perish in the night
For those of them who live beyond the veil and never die
like the Archangels "12", I do in askance ask,
how long must I live in this heathen town, without His Godly gown.
November 7, 2020
Sponsor: Silent One
Contest Name: There Is A Star With My Name On It
*Methuselah star : Researchers say it can be as old as 14.5 billion years,
but that would make it older than the calculated age of the universe? ...
Categories:
lusters, star,
Form:
Free verse
A picturesque scene from my window this afternoon.
Banishing all greying clouds, the sky is pastel blue.
Radiating the sun's rays, rain was not seen for days.
Astonishing vibrant rainbow of flowers are strewn.
Clusters of marigolds, daffodils and lilies grow.
A glorious image appears in the far lagoon.
Delicate swans are gliding in the sparkling waters.
Adorable signets will be completely grown soon.
Bewitching aromas from where the white jasmine grew.
Rain was not seen for days, radiating the sun's rays.
Alluring sunset drenches all crimson, by the moon.
Categories:
lusters, allusion,
Form:
Rhyme
A billion blazing Suns that shine for me,
One heart beats within their symphony…
My eyes expand to the morning glimmer,
For sorrows fade a decrescending dimmer…
Splendour is their shine of Eternal Elysium,
Fulgor fusion fires of hydrogen into helium…
Luminosity lusters of a beacon brilliant birth,
Scintillating sunbeams surfacing on the Earth…
Nucleosynthesis nears the atmospheric aurora,
Photosynthesis prances with the frolicking flora…
Gravitational graves within the blink of an eye,
Stellar Suns are reborn as they surely die…
I’m sunbathing nude as the soft sands seduce,
I wait the nebular night as the Stars transduce.
March.15.2020
A Star's Heartbeat
Sponsored by:
Chantelle Anne Cooke
Placed 4'th...Thank You
Categories:
lusters, space, star, sunshine,
Form:
Sonnet
S prawled beneath a line of stars, bright
P ulsating in varnished luster
E ndless jewels gleam, to ignite
C radled breaths as skylines flicker,
T eetering on mid evening’s hue...
A nd neon fireworks dash in a glide,
C lusters waltzing in blazed revue
U nmatched by shadows that divide;
L ight of moonglow, black of wind-streams
A s flashed novas explode up high,
R eeling on, till blinks fade..goodbye.
1/18/2016
Spectacular Acrostic
John Hamilton's Contest
Categories:
lusters, beauty, stars,
Form:
Rhyme
The brisk Autumn breeze
crisply smiles and leaves
inviting seasonal ascendance.
Past dark hollowed eaves
her departing breath weaves
a path for Winter's wondrous entrance.
Courtly canyons kowtow
the mighty mesas bow
sparking December's grand revival.
Barren branches applaud
as mountain peaks laud
Jack Frost's ever welcomed arrival.
Carols liltingly sung
whilst wreaths are gently hung
silver enchantment lusters the ground.
The old and the young catch
snowflakes on their tongues
choirs of church bells neatly resound.
Cozied from silent chills
tapered candles sleep on sills
illuming the dusk’s frosted splendor.
A forest brook’s trickles
forge tiny icicles
dripping tears of crystal surrender.
Christmas trees brightly greet
joyous townsfolk on the street
tiny tots, all too well, understand.
Ole Saint Nick and his sleigh
are just a few stars away
from visiting their white wonderland.
Truelove skaters take flight,
under an arctic twilight,
snuggling snowbirds coo and entice.
Deer and bunnies espy,
'neath the moon's watchful eye,
young lovers etching hearts in the ice.
Winter’s sparkle and glow
softly sings in the snow -
her grandeur is timeless and few.
Yet, before her winds shift
she bestows us a gift
and Spring makes her yearly debut.
Categories:
lusters, seasonsautumn,
Form:
Rhyme
Our trembling hearts
Caught in wistful moments
The magic inbetween
Entwining time on lusters strange
Pleasant sadness
Arrays of sunshine
Warming their special day
We are suspended faeries in place
Then snatched
Dragged willingly
Away from the familiar shoreline
May 20, 2016
Categories:
lusters, change, earth, life, longing,
Form:
Free verse
Through a shivery night, everything had changed.
Our love – the kind of love everyone wishes for
had been burned – turned to ashes
it shatters me to see you going
it break me to be wandering around without you,
to be finally chasing my dreams.
We were wander-lusters with dreams of growing together.
Since the night you had left,
I been sitting in a corner that had never been touched by the sun.
You broke me more than you realize,
Even when you’re not here,
I’m still broken, irreparable.
You got me – the best part of me
the part that was full of hopes and fantasies.
You had torn me,
yet, I’m still surviving
yes, I’m still surviving.
Opportunities waiting for me to seize,
but I’m dreadful that the moment I grasp them,
they turn to dust.
You had made me fearful of living,
and with every day I became more terrified of stepping outside,
Into the world, Into Earth.
I’m sheltered in a room,
with walls made of glass.
I must stand and run,
breaking the shelter I had been captivated inside.
I must start now,
before it’s too late.
You’re finally gone,
and now I shall start living again,
one step at a time,
but I’ll start living.
Mahmoud Elhadary
Categories:
lusters, anxiety, deep, depression, goodbye,
Form:
Narrative
**I just fancy to turn into a flower**
To blend in the wind
With no worry to what
Life has arranged
**I just want to be the wind**
To dance and chant
And furnish them
The tang of those tears
That had once been
Soothingly down your cheek
**I want to be the tears**
So I can stop
The running
I will be elapsed
In the river's dust
**I want to be the river**
So I can get my life away
To the end of the rainbow
And were the sun sinks
**I want to be the sun**
That Lusters down
And give the spotlight
On a red balloon
**But for now**
I will be a balloon
Unfilled, but free
Categories:
lusters, happiness
Form:
Blank verse
It is like breathing naturally with the person who you hold dear.
The sound that pierces the over whelming love that is so clear.
It is like the beat of each beat a pulse within the pulse that repeat.
The emotional feelings that rush through touch a static that cannot be beat.
It is like the ups and downs, of a rhythm which beats our memories of our past.
The meaning of each word we give to the one we love that last.
It is like a light that shines through a jewel that shines through and through.
The promises that keep time over time that cannot be broken keep true.
It is like the sun shining over and over to keep flowers on growing.
The Spring weather that brings the wind that keeps blowing and blowing.
It is like the beautiful words that has plenty of lusters.
The time that repeats in such immense memory becomes so much of clusters.
It is like when a new beginning is the beginning.
The heart that beats with repeating rhythm keeps me grinning.
Categories:
lusters, caregiving, friendship, inspirational, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Tonight, we can go out to that restaurant,
You've been telling me about all week;
When I get off duty, I'll give what you want,
Without you again having to even speak.
We can go to the movies and the park,
Because tonight, baby, it is all about you;
I will get the babysitter for the kids afterdark,
Wait for me to get off is all you have to do.
Tonight, baby, it is only for you and I,
Wear that new dress I laid on the bed;
Tonight will be one to appreciate my wife,
All night giving you quality time instead.
No need to drive, I will take you around town,
Be the man you fell in love a while ago;
As stars shine, your beauty lusters citybound
And the moon peaks over the ocean to glow.
Let's sit on the sand with a blanket ashore,
All night gazing at one another and ocean;
I can give you my jacket and hold you more,
Falling asleep together with the same emotion.
Tonight, baby, it is only for you and I,
Wear that new dress I laid on the bed;
Tonight will be one to appreciate my wife,
All night giving you quality time instead.
Categories:
lusters, adventure, beauty, clothes, for
Form:
Rhyme
Abstracted eyes study plasmid menus.
A rattle of gleams
stirs coffee in a Montmartre café.
A Cairo belly dancer glistens
in her cocoon of sequined waves,
wine glasses tinkle, while eyes speak.
An old Catalan hotel,
meals shared with a guitar playing moon.
Starry Singapore ferry rides;
we have packed
rice and shrimp in banana leaves.
The clock tonight strikes the length
of bygone lusters,
its hands calibrated to intervals
of suppers and savors.
Moonlight scrapes across roof tiles.
If anyone were here
they might think of a ghostly kitchen
and a shadowy figure,
but it is only I
searching for pabulum,
upon a midnight table
set with long burnt out candles.
Categories:
lusters, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
That morning he headed off to the store as they were having a big sale
In life he was looking for more as lately things had become a little stale
It was Faith this department store was selling with every size and style
In walking through that door it was this need he thought of all the while
Each and every lonely night and all those heart aches and growing pains
How this life would so often slight even your own mind sometimes feigns
All of that continuing questioning of why, never once getting a real answer
In now giving this a try in beginning to see that there was only One cure
They had some popular door busters as the large crowds clamored around
From afar you could see their shiny lusters but close up none could be found
He quickly just skirted right past for he was looking for what was in that flyer
Something that would keep him through eternity this being his greatest desire
Off in the distance towards the back there was the Faith he saw in the ad
He now knew he was on the right track and not just hooked up in some fad
The warmth that was coming from the display warmed him inside and out
And in the continuing of making his way he was shedding all that old doubt
In the Cross he knew that it was real as soon his heart had began to break
He couldn't believe how it made him feel that Jesus had died for his sake
And as all those tears began to come a store clerk asked if he was alright
As this would seem strange to some, but not to those who've seen the Light
Categories:
lusters, emotions, jesus,
Form:
Rhyme
Wonderful flowers growing in clusters
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Warming the heart with gentle lusters
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Buds so joyful, who dance with respect
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Dressed in blushing petals which protect
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Lighting the heart with their beauty
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Seemingly sure that allure is their duty
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Rain falls softly at the edges of their attire
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Weaving hope and kindness as they conspire
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Brilliant in blushing pinks and satiny cherry
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Creating more images than found in a library
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Whispers of hope fall across the bud’s bright coat
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Leaving only a melting wish pouring down the throat
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Breathing inspiration from the graceful leaves
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Autumn approaches assuring a heart who greaves
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Love kindles within the soul who can see
Dewdrop dreams flow serenely
Flowers so amazing will make you feel free
Laughing at the roses so queenly
Categories:
lusters, flower, inspiration, nature, rose,
Form:
Rhyme