Best Mellowness Poems


Premium Member Elysiums Lost Melody

In dreams of yonder, wishes wistfully conceive,
A cradle of lost tomorrows, where shadows sway;
To a realm unseen, where hearts believe,
Past where twilight’s lulling lullabies lay,
A world where reverie and reality secretly play.

Through the veil of verity… 
     …Aisling nocturnally creates,
Mountains of moonlight, rivers of rhyme,
A world untouched by changing tides and capricious fate.
In this land, where we lose track of all time,
A place where voices harmonize; oh, so surreal, so sublime.

A city of silence, a forest of fears,
The cloud-kissed towers, an ocean of sorrow,
Beneath twilight's gentle, silent tears.
An ephemeral world free of yesterdays and tomorrow,
A dreamscape unfolding where sleep freely borrows.

A tremor runs through castle walls,
     A sigh escapes the forest deep,
Twilight's tears turn into calls
     Of roosters waking from their sleep.
The ocean's sorrow shimmers pale
     A canvas primed for sun's first brush.
The mountains, caught in morning's veil
     Dissolves to silence, whispers hush.

As a new dawn dances 
     the dream dissipates
The illusion shatters 
     reality reinstates.
For the land was an Elysium delight
A mere mirage in the moonlit night.
Dissolving in dawn's delicate dance 
     …like a mist in morning sacred light.

Fading Starlight sifts through leaves, painting emerald shadows on the ground.
Lost in the morning's mellowness, 
          a sigh escapes, 
               the dream departs, 
                                   unrenown…

Though dawn reclaims the waking world, 
     a yearning in my heart resides, 
For Elysium's lost melody, 
          where time and sorrow gently subside.

Premium Member Sun Split Haiku

early morning sun
a brand new day is dawning
hear
the cockerel crow

sun beams from heaven 
with uplifting mellowness 
they 
brighten up our world 

scorching hot sunshine
summer has arrived at last
eat
cooling ice cream cones

beautiful sunset
spectacular orange sky
soon
darkness will descend

(N contest  rule 5 7 5 haiku with one additional word)

Contest Split Haiku Sponsored by Mystic Rose
04~03~16

One Life

Who am I to stop you if you resolve to kill yourself?
But before you quit the game, roll the dice one last time.

What have you seen in your life till now?

Did you perceive the sweetness of first love?
Have you kissed those first rain drops that come to greet you after a hot summer?
Have you hugged your proud mother who is overwhelmed at your success?
Did you ever wipe the tears of your best friend?
Have you ever enjoyed a road trip with a gang of strangers?
Did you take care of your sick parents and see them recovering?
Have you ever helped a person in need and see his eyes twinkle?
Did your strawberry lips suck the mellowness of a first kiss?
Have you ever felt the joy of hugging your friend after a big fight?

Go ahead and empty those pills into your stomach
Your body turns cold in a snap leaving your people dumbstruck.
But before you do that, think if you have brought any difference
with your mettle and perseverance

Before you slip out,
Embrace the joy of answering those who doubted your calibre.
Soothe the shivers that ran down your spine and witness your own valor.
Fall down and experience the joy of rising up.
Receive respect from those who once ridiculed you.
Hug the momentary darkness to witness the light of a happening tomorrow.

If your instinct still asks you to abscond, 
remember that there's only one life and nothing can be done going beyond.


Premium Member Rx For a Joy Filled Day

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Attitude determines our entire day.
Belief in a Higher Power eases the way.
Confidence is strength shining within.
Desire to do our best, is a sure win.
Empathy for others, showcases our soul.
Fortitude, never giving in, is our goal.
Gratitude is an auspicious habit to seek.
Haughtiness is a sure sign of the weak.
Intelligence, be so very glad we have it.
Joy in being alive, a great,blessed  habit.
Kindness, yes, show it to one and to all.
Love, share it and have a ball!
Mellowness is a welcome call.
Neighborliness goes a very long way.
Overlooking flaws in others can make your day.
Participation is far better than holding back.
Quietness in tone, when we speak.
Reaching out and helping those who are weak!
Serenity is a key to happiness.
Tenderness, as soft as a teddy bear in the attic.
Understanding others as best we can
We are all part of the family of man.
Xenodochial, means being friendly to strangers.
Zany and fun filled, will keep your mind not
centered on danger.

                        **********          

                           8/4/2022
                              ~1~

Among the Tallest Sunflowers

This youth, with its curiosity to follow dreams,
always finds us among the tallest sunflowers
that hide us from the bewildered faces
of the common people who surely envy us
for being here between sunset and darkness,
carefully drawing images of a future that could be:
choosing those colors that are a bit daffy;
and why is isolation a favorite place for two little darlings?


And that answer lies in Nature itself surrounding us
with an ideal beauty predestined for faithful lovers-to-be:
willow trees drooping to reach down to us,
brushing our sun-dried hair with their sweetest lullabies of spring;
you'll be surprised how the rascal wind teaches them to sing;
and we listen to that medley as if it were sung by humans,
and the mixed sounds enthrall us with their mellowness...
and how did the silent robins,gathered by the shady spruces, 
ever agree to hear that lovely and tender melody?   


Live, young hearts, live with a joyous spirit that sets no  limits,
be like us among the tallest sunflowers:
exchanging innocent caresses and timid kisses,
and even if your gladness turns into delight ...
never be afraid of the approaching night:
you will have the steady company of stars;
lay down, side by side, and sweetly imagine your paradise!


Vanished are the nightly shadows,
puzzled butterflies land on your shiny noses...
they tickle them until your senses are awakened,
you rub your eyelids to be dazzled by an intense glow;
is morning the emptiest promise without any dream realized?
Run, vibrant hearts, run towards the gleaming horizon miles away;
the zealous eagles will keep pace with your footsteps,
and before you reach the golden ocean with soft waves:
you'll be soaring, like them, over the crimson clouds,
and forever remember that the earth was a beautiful place for a day!


Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci

Premium Member Morning Mellowness


The alarm went off!
I yawned and stretched.
Put on my pink sequined slippers
and streaming pink robe.
Which in my closet, I had fetched.


The abubble appetite of my furry
Stunning, purring calico.
Her soft tones, calling for breakfast,
Oh, so tenderly virtuoso!
   

The phone rang sweetly,'twas my 
brother Jack.
Coming over with bagels, salmon 
and fresh fruits in his sack.
To share a brother- sister snack!


Life is so magnificent was my
contemplation.
Free to be me, a citizen of this 
most admirable American nation.


The Keurig harmonized so perfectly
with me.
To God be the glory, she sang so
sweetly!



September 28, 2019
4:30 a.m.


The Nature Appeals To Love You

My love
I felt sympathy of winds
With my love
To you
And is founded the virtue
Of my love
In rains
In sole heart how in mellowness
Heaven kisses the earth
Desire
With passion
Of love
Divine depicted love
In rainbow lips
But might some in doubt
Still in love
But nature love in songs
And in scenes
in hues splashed butterflies
And roses
Blessing is love- appeals
The nature
To love you
In all's

Rainbow Angel

In greater depths do I feel,

   her wondrous ways,

   where grace hath no need 

   but to melt in her arms,

And softly whisper longing, 

   chasing rainbows ----

And paint with her a million hues of love,
 
And stand behind the eyes of her soul....

   as she works her magic;

   revealing some sacred pact

   with the lush of life,

Always flowers in her hair....

And the mellowness of angels about her,

Heavenly fields plead her presence

   among glorious rose and honey

   and lavender ease ----

They are desolate without her,

   as I,

   my little rainbow angel

          (miss you)

Time For Joy

The time has come to give some joy  
To this sad and depressed world 
To bring some happiness into hearts  
Alike to young and old 
Soft music to lift up the mood 
And fragrant candles to light up darkness  

The deep and impenetrable darkness
Will light up with joy
Bringing lightness to every mood
And the spirit of giving to this world
Caring for those persons old
With the trueness of heart

The spirit of this season in the hearts
Will demolish all darkness
The cheer felt by young and old
Will be seen by the passing joy
As it spread its cheer in this world
Uplifting everyone’s mood

This uplifted merry mood
Will cheer and brighten every heart
Happiness will reign in this world
No time for evil darkness
To meddle with supreme joy
When it shines brightly in the eyes of the old

Together we young and old
Will cheer away the sad mood
Dancing hand in hand with joy
With laughter brimming in our hearts
Forging away in darkness
To diminish it in this world

The brighter and better world
A safe haven for young and old
Life free of all darkness
Cheery and merry mood
Mellowness and kindness in every heart
Bringing to this universe some joy

To bring into hearts of this world some cheer
The mood out of darkness being uplifted
And into life of old some joy is given

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INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION

The piano man stopped playing when you walked in
And that’s when I heard the brass begin
The flautist was taken aback by your grin
And then I heard the voice of a violin

The drummer stumbled over his beat
As I bumbled over my feet
Then a sax and the trumpet came to meet
And suddenly the syncopation was complete

I heard the shrill of a single piccolo
Played sweetly and haltingly low
The mellowness of a melody began to flow
As the band put on a thrilling show

You were a bigger star than the guitar
As the bass and bassoon began to spar
The rhythm was hotter than steaming tar
As you and I made our way to the bar

Your sashay got an okay from the crowd
And the singer’s song was not too loud
Dancing with you made me so damned proud
Pride born of the beauty with which you are endowed

Suddenly the song was over and done
As you smiled brighter than the summer’s sun
The story of a song had, at once, been spun
And even the band knew I love you more than anyone  
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Navel Kissed

navel kissed hungry 

                                               lips relax honey trickles

                                                  down to mellowness

Hold On To Me

Emotional debt is hard to pay off…honey, I just want to be forever free
Life is getting harder and difficult on me these vexing, dangerous days
I apologize for my stupidity – kill me alive, for this life is rough honestly
My sinful, selfish everything makes me feel rather empty in many ways

I am surviving and I will not be the one, flight-deprived and dying
Rainclouds formulate substantially and change to neon-rainbow colors
I feel myself fall thirty seven feet below me and you and I’m not lying 
Don’t you know the tongue is a vermilion wildfire and it injures

Trustworthiness is so uncommon 
I’m a worry bug that worries a ton
Hopelessness is my tune and an ugly bloom,
Along with gloom and insecurity abloom 

I feel very far away from truly receiving gratification today
I have had things taken away from me and gives me dismay
I am keen to see God's greatest plan for us all – a spiritual, solace Kingdom
My opportunity doors keep closing and I can barely reach out for them

Hold on to me and chase away my majestic madness and painful angst
You are a part of my memory…no need to say “Oh, I see” or “thanks”
I’m afraid, yet I’m brave – nothing makes sense anymore…darling, I’m being honest!
I’m one with mellowness, sheer satisfaction and quenched in quietude as I see best

Emotional debt is hard to pay off…honey, I just want to be eternally free
I am surviving and I will not be the one, flight-deprived and dying – I’m the lonesome guy that started crying and endless sighing..feels that recovery isn’t here yet, but I got to have joy
Along with gloom and insecurity abloom…ecstasy is right next to sea
My opportunity doors keep closing and I can barely reach out for them…You’re my remedy and healing grace, so I will keep trying and hopefully someday; wish we could’ve kept trying and trying, oh boy

Hold on to me and chase away my majestic madness and painful angst, for I have forever tried to remain sane and douse upon me His jubilant, tranquil rain
Hold on to me…hold on to me…remember to abide by my side, for I need you next to me…hold on to me…hold on to me…releasing tension from my brain 
Hopefulness is my tune and such a pretty awesome bloom,
Along with sweet sunshine and undying cheerfulness abloom

Premium Member Streams of Consciousness

The imaginary musings of my mind,
experience past & present lingers long,
dusted off,re-opened,viewed from time to time,
retrospective perspective changes all;
Maturity's long-sightedness squints aghast,
then savours the mellowness of memory;
A tear,a smile washes nostalgia's face;
Today will be yesterday,gathering dust,
then filed,microfiched,all too soon forgotten
'til an event unlocks the museum again.

Since the Day We Met

The lavishesness of your struts creates mental controversy 
Soft, the mellowness of your being
Lips move but words are not heard 
My focus lies on the astounding effects of your beauty
What a creation made for man 
A woman, the weakness that all men share 
A longing fondness to become one with your being 
For only together, the puzzle will be complete....

Heart Wave

A windy summer day

Colored by the bright yellow hays

As if inviting the mind to go astray

To a place where it prefers to stay




This swirling thought of mind

And the feeling that goes unwind

Can I keep this mellowness as mine?

Or should I let it be declined?




I know not what the designation

Of the feeling I come to encounter

Is it love, care or affection?

For that I have no answer




Hail the wind that sweeps my hair, the sun that brushes my face

I care not for what the word or phrase

For the heart wave I come to sense

Is nothing like a fake pretense
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