Best Nonet Poems
Below are the all-time best Nonet poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of nonet poems written by PoetrySoup members
If in one thousand years they'll ask me
What made this one so different
I'll say lust for purity
And control lingered on
Only this time...
Lady Luck ~ (the Nonet)
Tears, shadows that swallow other tears
united and out of control
eyes decompose like soft coal
water, in swimming hole
Thomas Kinkade: Painter of Light
adds a special glow
to his pastoral art.
A number of plates graced with
his cozy scenes adorn my home.
Kinkade understands a woman's heart.
Numb With Grief
At night, I w e e p, unable to s l e e p
(The day somehow passes in pain)
Alone with none to comfort
Wings of an Angel
angel, flying, meaningful, peace,
up in the clouds I saw an angel
so glorious in the blue sky
her white wings, amid the clouds
she was poised to fly high
her dress was...
Like A Phoenix
appreciation, bird, birth, death,
To live forever like the phoenix;
To re-taste the process of birth;
From the cleansing flames, to rise
Knowing death is no end;
An eternal soul
On a journey
Mentor, O My Mentor -w
On this day I complete on the earth
*Seventy five years, one regret ...
The Master's Plan
The air that I breathe, Your mastery
Where the water ends, land begins
Flowers engulfed by the dew
What a breathtaking view
The birds in full flight
Oh, pungent onion, large, sweet and fried
in golden rings, diced, sauteed for
casseroles or grilled with meats;
tossed raw into my greens!
I love you so, that
Spring skipping past Winter blows a kiss
Frost gives way to lush green carpet
Old twigs become new houses
Robin eggs match the sky
A Silk Rose
I run my hands down your silk shoulders
till our hands are in each others.
As our bodies lightly touch,
these lips can only kiss.
I whisper softly
Spring's First Kiss
love, seasonsheart, heart,
By Carolyn Devonshire
Two hearts we carved in the budding tree
One heart for Peter, one for me
Fifteen, fresh as the season
Breeze brushed love to our lips
Message in a Bottle - Write- Andrea
on writing and words
Wrecked on an island - alone - I eat
pineapples and coconut meat.
Though salvaged were paper and
ink, this is still my plight:
Who’s ever going
Life - a Nonet
Life might be compared to a Nonet;
if words be deeds, how we flourish
in the first several lines!
But the lines, like time, start
to dwindle midway.
ACROSS THE OCEAN WIDE
i miss you,
For you to call
I feel so lonely
Longing to hear your voice
Azure sea keeps us apart
Suddenly the telephone rings
The smile in your voice eases my heartache
The Zulu Coconut Speaks
The words of the Zulu coconut,
a once coveted souvenir
from an indulgent visit
to festive Mardi Gras.
As our hero speaks
two mice nibble
Your cherry blossom lips
love, passion, romancespring, spring,
My fingers' tip-toeing on your face
stopped at the softness of your lips,
moonlit night guided my lips
Fate declared this life there is no time
time for us to be together,
yet surely some justice found
in this the universe,
a planned after life
where you are...
The Ransom Paid
My Lord, what more need I ask of you?
For you have left your throne of light
Came to this place of shadows
Wherein lies treachary
And sin rules...
Quote Me Rumi
Anger is rarely locked inside me.
It gurgles from me like a stream,
not breaking like waves on shores.
But if I stay silent,
on my face, an
Message In A Bottle - Help - Bob
I've been marooned on this isle for months
Sharks circle here licking their chops
Haven't had very much grub
Just some coconut meat
No gals in grass skirts
In the Calm of Blue
blue, color, cool, peace,
In the Calm of Blue
Under a soft serene sky I lie
swathed in a blanket of white clouds.
Sing me a sweet lullaby,
and free me of all...
friendship, life, love
I hear the rhythm beneath your breast,
music of intense emotion,
with a volume of such depth,
it bypasses my ears
to enter my mind,
for my heart
life, love, passion, sad
My obsession.. like moth to a flame
This love for him will never cease
We've said, 'what will be, will be'
Dreams do die, but once
Their ashes tell...
A Dry Well
The well is dry hear the bucket sound
As its metal hits the dry ground
From the windless let way down
No ker-splash was there found
Dip the pen...