Best Mistrals Poems
Winter Sonata 11-29-23
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Winter Sonata
In grave allegro solo grey gathers,
Strings of winter fantasias
Brewing staccatos of frozen fall remnants,
Downbeats for the first movement
As shivering sleet wipes away bucolic barcarolles
Rocking on sapphire barges,
Harbingers of hoarfrost and hibernation,
When leafless boughs conduct the opening motif
To summon deepening darkness
From restrained shadows of turbulence
To beat warnings on frosted windows
Of snug dens – sheltered hallows.
Sweet solstice flutes sing adagio
Then scatter crystalline mists across snow packed paths
In the movement pathetique when sunglow
Glides between aspen,
Ankle deep in fleecy billows,
Sugar flakes flutter in Heaven’s perfect pitch
Rhythmic silent rests hypnotize crisp midnights
When fluttering flakes of dreamy andantes
Ride on melodic cantabile whispers
In flurries of fleecy decrescendos
Spells of codas, enthralled by idle snowfall,
Glitter in lyric tinsel of sparkling crystal beads on twigs.
Movement presto crescendos in frenzied storms
Snowfall pizzicatos fall in descending measures
When rondos of wind song ensembles
Ascend in frigid notes of icy scales
That pirouette in pulsing beats with resonate strings
Plucked by boreas in thundersnows percussions,
Vivace mistrals whirl in powdery ghosts
That spin in tremolo trills of icicles,
And in whiteout scherzos of blizzard sonatas,
Dizzy with solstice frosty fevers
As winter’s thundering cadence modulates
Into vernal sighs of resolution.
Categories:
mistrals, song, winter,
Form:
Free verse
Breath of Spring
Soft zephyrs drift on wings of thawing mists,
Gossamer breath touches shivering hearts,
Shadows of vernal memoirs linger - a kiss -
Restless cold mistrals in a huff depart.
Between cold winter’s last icy exhale
And summer’s heavy breathing siroccos
A gentle breath hugs the heartbeat so frail
Awakening the sleeping beauty Hope
Floral murmurs blend in unison breeze,
Unrestrained canticles of glory runes,
Beneath sighing ides of equinox seize
Joy - an empty tomb after the first moon.
Through fluttering breaths of resurrection,
Frozen lungs breathe new perfume - perfection.
3-2-21
Contest: Breath of Spring
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Categories:
mistrals, jesus, life, spring, wind,
Form:
Sonnet
I am soaring above canopies of an olive kingdom,
singing sagas of untamable freedom, to whistling mistrals,
as a choir of tropical rain-forests serenade a wild chorus,
my rare perfumed wings unfurl strength~pirouetting like a ballerina in the velveteen clouds,
gracefully gliding toward mountains clayed with honeysuckle-glazed minerals;
I’ve been a keeper of secrets lost in the mists of time,
embracing the glowing sun that illuminates fields of fern,
whilst hope rests beneath my indigo feathers, guiding rose gold flocks.
Sometimes falcons and eagles are ignorant to my survival instincts-
they search for a sign to prey on my maternal prowess;
I mimic their frequency to deceive sharpened fangs and talons,
for I can hear whispers from miles of silence echoing amidst predatory darkness.
So find me in the wilderness, I am a harlequin macaw conquering depths of dense thicket trees.
Categories:
mistrals, bird, poetry,
Form:
Personification
as swans slide across lakes - sunset rays sway to autumnal reveries
ambling across swirling helix - of deadened cinnamon foliage
mocking greenery framing skeletal bones - of lifeless roots crackling
the warmth of your deep saffron gold aura - harvests the depth of our love
eclipsing rippling mistrals - simmering amidst auburn horizons
Categories:
mistrals, autumn, feelings, journey, life,
Form:
Monoku
Lost in a labyrinth of
Glistening sights
Infinitely out of reach,
Trembling amidst sweeping mistrals,
Fabricating a life of nostalgic allusions,
Caught in lapsed reveries, of
Restless arias and faint rustlings
Sequestering my rampant aura,
Bleeding in russet naivety,
Evaporating in silent elegies.
Categories:
mistrals, mental health,
Form:
Free verse
Winds of Change
Capricious, wild zephyr – face changing ever
Pirouettes on toes with mischief clever
Breathes dawn’s glow – gusty gales of crystal snows –
Signals the seasons – the bloom of the rose.
A whiff of coming Spring – perfumed soft sighs -
Lifts up baby birds to touch new sky highs
In Summertime cools the dry sunburned land
Sweating dirt devils spin 'cross the beach sand.
A whirlwind of moods - mistrals laugh then brood -
Twirls pinwheel hues in Autumn's interlude
Cold drafts exhale in frigid Winter tales
Telltale breath bears meadow white hoarfrost frail.
Though changing winds beg to spin weathervanes
Each season’s persona remains unchanged.
11-24-20
Contest: Winds of Change
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Categories:
mistrals, seasons, wind,
Form:
Sonnet
Eight Words 2 8-8-24
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Velvet Night
On a warm, velvet summer night,
When moonlight drips in a soft SIGH,
The scents of LILACS bathe starlight
And CAJOLE crickets to reply.
MISTY castles enchant SLUMBER
On a warm, velvet summer night
Spent hearts dream in shades of umber
In mystical moonstruck half-light.
Midnight mistrals, rufous bobwhites,
Chirp with sweet sonata finesse
On a warm, velvet summer night
Soft breath of summer seeks to bless.
ETCHING calm into WEARY eyes
Sweet wine of sleep nuzzles midnight
Dulcet GUITAR blooms – sweet tones rise –
On a warm, velvet summer night.
Categories:
mistrals, night, summer,
Form:
Quatern
summer winds
arid whirlwinds spin
spread scent of dried pine needles ~
forest pursues rain
sirocco mistrals
winds gusts wither tumbleweeds ~
summer heat shivers
parched solstice tempests
leave stale breaths of dusty thirst ~
cedar incense thrives
dull drafts sear and whine
spinning pinwheels freeze dry mists ~
twisted pines drop seeds
empty typhoon breaths
shrivel the empty zephyrs ~
doves seek aspen boughs
snowstorms of sizzle
predict signs in winds of change ~
dog days pant dryness
7-5-22
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Categories:
mistrals, summer, wind,
Form:
Haiku
Braving storms, push and pull piercing my
Parched soul, while glazed in flaxen mists
Framing lingering dew drops
Consoling my warped core,
As I drift amidst
Sweeping mistrals
Calling me
To the
Blue
Glow
Of our
Ocean home,
Swaying to tides
Eclipsed by sundered
Coral sighs glistening
Upon glossed ripples bleeding
Devout love encompassing my
Frigid heart, seeking the warmth of you.
Categories:
mistrals, feelings, love,
Form:
Nonet
8-16 Lines of Fall Splendor – 9-12-23
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Storms of Fall Splendor
Whirlwinds of splendor jitterbug in back streets,
Autumn’s song breathes in a blizzard of umber,
Downpours of vermillion create flushed retreats
Crimson cloudbursts, impetuous as thunder.
Tempests magenta scuttle on winding roads
While squalls of cerise in warm copper whorls twirl
Gusts of red garnet blow across the crossroads
And, like gales of laughter, orange giggles swirl.
Russet storm winds blow in dazzling fandangos
Auburn firestorms spin in scarlet enchantment
Ethereal fogs spin gusts of gold tangos
Flurries of sunlight – autumnal event.
Showers of glory chant in mistrals of red
Twisters of ruby across fields and moraines
Outbursts of amber, maroon brouhahas spread,
On waiting roads, sidewalks, avenues and lanes.
Categories:
mistrals, autumn, color, storm,
Form:
Rhyme
Gotta Love Alliteration 5-21-24
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Gracious Grace
Endless effervescence of grace,
In riots of radiance, infected by innocence,
Seeks out the heart harassed by humiliation –
Wrapped in sleepless shrouds of incensed worry –
When alliterations of angst plunder soiled spirits with pandemonium
Grace, the eternal romantic, lavishes love.
Purity, born of playful purity,
Tames tempests of melancholy mistrals
As midnight murmurs into dawn’s jubilant joy
As dusky dews flow from fountains of forgiveness
With eternal elixirs from the everlasting
For the pensive plea of the penitent pilgrim.
Grace sings the ageless anthem of sweetest sanctuary
In honeyed breaths for the hobbled heart to inhale
Ever abiding loveliness, always in ascent,
Tingling with tenderness, opening soldered seas of sin,
Miracle made manifest in majestic melody
With promises penned in poems of peacefulness.
Categories:
mistrals, angst, love, peace,
Form:
Alliteration
spring songs
eerie storm warnings
mistrals turn new leaves silver ~
baby eaglets hatch
banshee ballads rise
ice frosted meadows shiver ~
pineapple express
rain hums sad lyrics
in mantras of humid breaths ~
sleepy snowdrops wake
plaintive wind oboes
pensive gusts of sad flute songs ~
raindrops pound downbeats
spring songs come in waves
misty descants of plainchant ~
parched earth drinks deeply
3-16-23
Categories:
mistrals, song, spring, storm,
Form:
Haiku
Oh, how I long to drift to my death
Never again draw a CO2 breath
Each of us twirl in a dance all our own
Loosed by the mistrals and heaven-blown
All of our lives we provision The One
Synthesize O2 and light from the sun
Tasting sweet rain whene'er the clouds burst
Wetting our folds for its deep-rooted thirst
And now in the fall, make way for the spring
Let go our branches to dance and to sing
Trading our green for the shades of the sun
Zion awaits when our last dance ... is done.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Acrostic Poem About Fall Or Winter" Poetry Contest, Janice Canerdy, Sponsor.
Categories:
mistrals, autumn, eulogy, nature, tree,
Form:
Acrostic
so long ...
dangling, bouncing on a branch
chill autumn mistrals tugging, pulling ... (hoping)
watching all the others leave
falling to their destiny
somewhere on the forest floor
far, far, far below ...
oh, I've loved my time in the canopy
growing and watching life abound about me
but I - as all acorns - long for the earthy soil to plumb and prove
for the promise of a new life, tendrils digging deep
roots finding home and hope
solid purchase, and the happy progression of continuance
(all the while, deep winter snows hide our mystery - blooming!)
it is our ONE anticipation - our ONE actuality
and it courses through all we are and do
from first we appear a-branch
to the wondrous moment we reach Mother Earth
I feel it coming now, that ...
I feel my cap pushing off ... separating from the Great One
the dear, grand tree of my growth and guidance
oh, how my heart soars, as I!
how my spirit bursts with exceeding joy
as I am finally airborne and free
and falling to life and hope and glorious continuity ...
in the dark, earthy, sweet forest floor
I fly and wonder and wait
for the soft thud ...
of promise!
~ Honorable Mention ~ in the "Brian's Choice 5, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Categories:
mistrals, appreciation, life, nature, tree,
Form:
Personification
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Not Of This Earth
Poetic Form: Narrative
Asymmetric mistrals warp speckled vaporous pallidness toward rhythmless voids. Obviates an evacuating azure as a midday star pivots to a twilight qualm. Numinous absent souls of supine prying pupils, yon ethers sinister obscurities, caught in stained oblique ocular whites. Drunken sanguineous veins to gluttony as impish tinkers sporadic doubts riveting telltale images. Metallic aerials ousted the clouds to unperceived iniquity.
Exhausting times since the alien armada infested Earth in a furrow of carnage. Abominable hordes disembarked, eviscerated whole metropolises. Hideous beings, an abysmal sight, smothered the remote vestiges of our civilized world. Cities ere their decimation had numbers reduced in fleeing desperation. The annihilation of life on Earth engrossed thoughts upon the scraps of humanity left. Ravenous creatures generating utter rampage to and abroad, slighting none to decay. Be they mortals or breathing existences of our lesser kingdom, perished in the bloodletting. Some kept as breeders for the succession of consuming time.
A cohort strung of plain folks, thrust as one in a nameless realm, sought ephemeral refuge in a subterranean hollow expanse. Bestill for the scarcity of fragile credence as the intrepid one, espy a grotesque glistening of crimson blood, secreting from the sheathed hoariness of fangs. Sentient rouses heedful footfalls per monstrosity exposed jawbone, that swapped shrill for snorts, neath laden eyes that had shrewdly scowling luminous orbs. Creepy anvils pierced hairline, afeared incus, sensitively measures close octaves, spurs the labyrinth's nerves. Alas, its vulgar pelt of bulky fur stretch hither and fro, bars clamors reach.
Cavernous chambered partitions mimic as trepidation ebbs nevertheless. Unceasing progress to that bemused destiny, as anonymous atrocities, plague each within their shells, e'er crucifying the last semblance of their true selves. Ardent impulses seeping via their lithe ruby channels, crossing neath the bits of their betraying skins, as they escape the nebulous sepulchral. Beasts at 6 o'clock, tho' what unknown lurks yon pits facade, save a future yet to be titled.
2021 May 12
Categories:
mistrals, dark, death, earth, scary,
Form:
Narrative