Best Nows Poems
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Analyzing satires celeste images defined?!
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Archetypes born side by side; carmine halos...
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Transcending tangibles collective bell jar host
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Internal objectives journey through the superlatives
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Austere tides; juxtapositions museful nirvana eyes!?
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Gazing upon celebral traces marking barefoot sands...
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Latitudes showers from variables littoral clouds anew
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Raining verticals truths aligned beyond, imaginations shores
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Lissome dynamics peering into the nows mirrored mind?!
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Monolithic hues; retracing tangibles celeste analyzed...
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..."Majestic Mandamus" ~
He learned the trade of punchin' cows
An' silence of the men
He was alone but so were they
Not like it was back then
Not like the days of sweepin' floors
In brothels and the bars
An orphan lookin' for a meal
An' washin' whisky jars
Now he crossed the plains wide and free
An' saw the mountains rise
It was almost, almost enough
'Til he recalled her eyes
She'd been sixteen an' so had he
They didn't know 'bout love
So they held hands an' talked all night
An' counted stars above
Then she was gone, just slipped away
An' he was punchin' cows
He had the world to call his own
With all the heres an' nows
An' so he looked at all the world
An' marveled at its size
It was almost, almost enough
'Til he recalled her eyes
10-16-20
Contest: Have You Published
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Poem from the book
"Almost Enough, Cowboy and Western Poetry" April 6, 2010
Amazon Publishers, ISBN 9781519762481
~Summer Is Fun~
(Linked)
Summer is fun
S
Fun to enjoy
U
Enjoy the sun
M
Sun and the beach
M
Beach full of folks
E
Folks are at play
R
Play and some rest
I
Rest from work school
S
School is out now
F
Nows very hot
U
Hot is summer
N
Summer is fun
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
June.14.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Authors Notes:
"The Linked" is a poetry form or style created in 2008 by Erich J. Goller.
Life without God would be a big question mark ~
The whys, why nots, what nows, where tos and how wills,
If not for Him, we would miss that joyous spark;
Life is a composition of divine stills,
Where God's present in the hills and the valleys,
The whys, why nots, what nows, where tos and how wills;
Without faith in Him, we will not feel at ease,
The whole creation declares this simple truth,
Where God's present in the hills and the valleys;
Man does not know if he will die in his youth,
Or live to a hundred, only God can tell,
The whole creation declares this simple truth;
His thirst for peace, Almighty alone can quell,
It is His pure grace that we're alive today,
Or live to a hundred, only God can tell;
Accept God’s hand in your life, you won’t feel grey,
Life without God would be a big question mark,
It is His pure grace that we're alive today,
If not for Him, we would miss that joyous spark.
17th April, 2022
11 syllables per line
N/A in "An Original Terzanelle" contest
Judged on 5/4/2022
Resubmitted to Constance La France's "Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance" contest
chill stop the kill pill
stop the hate
nows time for fate
for heavensake
there's no defeat
with the hate beat
TIME FOR PEACE
One-Two
Life from a differerent view
Open ur eyes- to these lies,
From the world,
Thats underground curled,
Askin questions,
Wantin mentions,
To plant the bead,
Not to evils deed,
For a need,
As a small city girls lead,
Part I now believe,
With all my heart ,
In my dream,
We come together,
Banner/ stream
Cuz im growin,
Getin to knowin
All the worldly problems
Walkin round like sims,
Strings attached,
Moneys got all latched,
Relationships matched,
With all the wrong meanings,
Now we're all leanin,
In the wrong way,
Becoming astray,
From the real life,
No more stabbing the back with a knife,
Real talk,
Walk the walk,
That you say,
Don’t be hidden, be the suns ray,
Now build and don’t break it down,
Be the cities ground, building from bottom to top,
Cropping out the ones with the wisdom,
To seek the unknown,
No more meek times,
Were at a grimy time,
I try my best,
To make the words sink in at rest,
And the beat of the drum,
Get the people thinkin,
Lookin all around,
Out the window-to the sound,
As the rain falls,
Through the thick walls,
So plain, cars movin like a show,
In a right lane, blank, hurricane,
In a rush as a controlled pushed by a mane,
But one wrong move,
Its not longer a game,
For all the wrong ties,
Nows lookin through the lies,
Given new day,
Every morning,
And Ill b me,
As you be you, stop the judging, don’t u see?
Im not better repeat this now,
Choose the letter,
Cuz lifes here so leave,
The problems behind,
One moment to grieve,
Then back on the bind.
WAKE UP AND GRIND.
All the things that pass us threw
In and out it turns the way u didnt want it to
You sit trembling on what to say
Its to late its time to comtemplate
All the times we had and now in my heart
Walking away from all this trouble
Its all one big bubble you burst u feel cursed
Something is wrong u get out that bong
You want it all to go away its all i ever say
It never ends some things dont mend
and wont pretend
Ill always think of things u said to me
Its all in my mind u see
I write down my thoughts
to get it all out no doubt
Anger building up
Its all out of line its just a sign nows never the time
Its like an unsolved crime
When is the time to shine
Throw out everything u got
Connecting those dots
Something noone will ever figure out
Makes me wanna pout
Theres just to much trouble
Notice how much you love the person u fought with
You thought your mom would of taught u this
But its all to much trouble
each kiss is a tear
every touch a blood drop
breeding pain and fear
from bottom to top
our brutal love
rages on and on
beneath heaven above
above sweetness come and gone
darkest night falls down
hitting with a resounding thud
in your arms I drown
in an abyss of evil crud
your abundance of addictions
and multitudes of lies
all of love's afflictions
can be seen in my eyes
but no matter how absurd
I have made the vows
that must be honored
the forevers and the nows
The flowing fire of day
Melted into the night
High o'er head the moon was out
Showing only half its light.
Dates made before this moment
Kept past their passing
Each a gem concentrically strung
On threads of fragmentary Nows ,
Waiting to meet their weaver.
SO I CAN’T CALL A DUCK…A DUCK
…..if someone’s PERCEPTION
………..wishes it a SWAN
I cannot write of HOWS and WHENS
for fear of other’s NOWS AND THENS
Nor shine thin light
in darkened space
of demons most
will never face
The sunset now
forever marred
by global warming’s
trumping card
All beauty lost
to self esteem
of mirrors cracked
demented dream
YET CAN I CALL A ROSE - A ROSE
by any other name
walk the ROAD LESS TRAVELED
into this COLD DARK NIGHT
stand alone as poet
NOT AFRAID TO WRITE
John G. Lawless
7/27/2015
If I could take it all back
Every wrong ever wrought
Every regrettable thing
Every broken wing
I'd lay it all to rest
In an unmarked plot
Over which I would plant
Quiet thyme
And no-leaf clovers
Lilies of denial
And forget-me-nows
There would be no memorial
No elegy, no eulogy
No monody, no dirge
Not even a calaverita
Unless one is desperate
Enough to count this poem
This nobituary, if you will
No lamentation
No regrets
No go-away birds
No mourning doves
Nor egrets to bear the pall
Only leave the dead featherless
Laid down without down
To comfort them
And the egrets
Stand stilted and white
As nothing
Melancholy
As marble statues
In the silk gray dusk
Like lilies on a grave.
tryptophan fills my veins,
lost in lingering lullabies-
i sort out what used to be mine
he was enchanting with evocative eyes,
feverish in tantalizing touches;
a fraction of forgiveness without
atonement made me weak-
and i am left
BREATHLESS
but
i am placid and quiescent,
yet
frenzied and unrestrained-
i prosper in the present,
reckless and uncontained
the wrath of my spirit, spontaneous-
faded and jaded memories
of whens and nows and
hows and thens,
i can’t handle all the
sleeplessness drifting
onto my pillow at night
searching in the shadows deep,
like an x-ray deeming for bones-
for youth has lost her sleep…
searching for tenderness,
longing to leave a farewell note,
just to say goodbye for good-
so i can finally breathe-
but
i am left
BREATHLESS...
once again
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1.22.20
Brian Strand
Be beyond belief
Calm cheer conceive
Apt autumn asks
Dance dying dusk
Glimpse glowing grace
Purpose primes pace
Hurl healthy haste
Touch tactile taste
Mind movement meets
Say something sweet
Bliss bearing blooms
Reach rapture rooms
Busy bee buzz
Free fleeting fuss
Lofty looks light
Signs sizzle sight
Notice nice nows
Play pesters plough
Bloom beyond brave
Know naughty knave
Love lives lovely
Live love lively
Reap rowdy rhymes
Taste touching times
Seek succinct sight
Live limpid light
Touch timely truth
Procure plain proof
Faith flavours flow
God gives grand glow
Hope heals hurts here
Design dream dear
Love lingers long
Sings surreal song
Brief blossoms bloom
Zesty zeal zooms
Leon Enriquez
01 August 2014
Singapore
In the beginning, you thought I was a joke.
It was the essence that I was broke,
With shattered hope, revoked with a choke.
Without anyone, to revere me as close;
Foretold, unchosen, not bold,
I've been molded as a soldier of doom.
Screaming insanely, and used as a tool.
This isn't as wise, to mistake me a fool.
I'm a crowned jewel, covered in a pool;
Of blood and madness,
Discarded, my past in sadness.
But today, I'm a mage,
Rampage on display.
As the viewers turn the page,
I'm better than clay.
I wont be washed away,
Or used and thrown to waste.
I'm not stupid, or loose in chains;
I'll run, and I will paint this world a face.
Show them all, I'm not someones jester;
I'm not a joke, but I will fester.
Take me lightly,
And I'll be laughing lastly.
A timely punishment, gone badly.
Ironically, you've been bested blindly.
Until the end of this riddle,
I wont be in the middle;
Pushed and used, I'm cynical.
The ends wont justify the means,
Nor be predictable.
This is my ritual, as I'm maddened with Issues.
Believe it or not, there's visuals;
Much like the ones in my head.
Like the time, I've been taken from my pen.
Let loose I'm out of my cage,
I'm crazed and decayed;
But I've still got rage.
Nows the time, to make them pay.
As I lay the entire world ablaze;
I'll be dancing mad inside the flames.
Though I am insane,
I'm not a dope.
Enflamed and up in smoke,
They'll all soon know;
That in the end, I'm no ones joke.
'plumb the depths'
______________________
I. (slow melody begins in G minor)
i cannot fathom the sound soul you seem to wear when i’m near,
perpendicular passion without fear-
for the depths are not deep enough to measure our love,
my dear-
we share a rare connection,
of honor and affection-
a vow no other lover can speak of...
sent from above
______
CHORUS
you made an exact mark on my heart,
and it bleeds love for NONE but you-
you saw in me things i never thought you knew-
always and forever have been drawn,
your soft heart i stumbled upon-
autumn vows
of
thens and nows;
no ruler needed…
with a love deep seeded
______
II. (switches to faster melody)
we are created from divine inspiration,
loving me with all your adoration-
weigh me in your arms,
for i am ethereal and light-
sought only by your sight,
delicate like lullaby scents,
no, love never makes sense,
gentle like spring combing rose petals-
like a feather i brush up against your soft tan skin...
and ignite the fire of passion within
______
CHORUS
you made an exact mark on my heart,
and it bleeds love for none but you-
you saw in me things i never thought you knew-
always and forever have been drawn,
your soft heart i stumbled upon-
autumn vows
of
thens and nows;
no ruler needed…
with a love deep seeded
______
(melody plays for 25 seconds)
______
(switches back to slower melody)
a flawless direct line to my life has been drawn,
i drift o’er eastern skies of our silhouettes -
for you are my medallion dawn,
a sunrise no one forgets…
no, the depths are not deep enough to measure our love,
we share a rare connection,
of honor and affection-
a promise with faith no other can speak of…
yes, a promise of faith,
no other love,
can speak of - - -
you made an exact mark on my heart…
and...
it bleeds for NONE but you
(ends in F minor)
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Date - 1.19.20
'PLUMB THE DEPTHS'
Sponsor - Edward Ibeh