Best Ober Poems
The air is thick with memory -
A fog of reminiscence.
Or is it simply mist
Rolling through the window?
I feel the wind and taste the salt,
Hear the distant pulse of waves
Keeping time, skipping beats
With my haunted heart.
The wind chimes sway and croon
From their place above the sill,
Where sand dollars still form a row
Among crumbs of sand.
And there, on the bedside table -
Speckled stones arranged just so.
And if I lift them, I know
I'll find dustless circles,
Halos from the past.
My vision blurs.
Then I see her in the doorway -
The ghost of childhood,
Twirling in a cloud of skirts,
Strings of seashells draped like gems
Around her fragile neck.
I blink -
And she's gone.
But through the mist I hear
The patter of bare feet
Down the empty hallway.
By Heather Ober
Submitted to Nette's "Mixed Senses" contest
*This is an old poem I wrote on March 7, 2012
Categories:
ober, childhood,
Form:
Free verse
palm trees silhouette
against ocean's pastel hues
sunset's soft glow
misty horizon
oceans seperate his palm
from my tear
my floating sandal-
tumbling waves break
upon the shore
floating bubbles
before i tossed my pebble
dad breaks wind at sea
waves lilt upon the sand
coloured corals crunch
between our toes
low tide
dawn's golden shimmer reveals
a coral reef
the tempest
a lone ship fades
in the mist
not for the contest but tnks Heather
Ober and participating friends for
the ocean haiku inspiration
Categories:
ober, beach,
Form:
Haiku
"Then there is no more left but this, that
in our doom the sorrow yet to come shall be no less
than the love we two have already known"
(Words of Heloise to Abelard after her pregnancy)
Like moon on nights of skies un-starred
she lived without her Abelard.
A parched still plain was Heloise -
like moon on nights of skies un-starred.
In death she would not lose regard
for him who’d been her rain and breeze.
Like moon on nights of skies un-starred,
she lived without her Abelard.
When Abelard put love away,
with Church he mightily aligned.
The world was not like ours today
when Abelard put love away.
Not even Heloise could say
were she to often cross his mind.
When Abelard put love away,
with Church he mightily aligned.
By Andrea Dietrich
For the Famous Couples/DuosPoetry Contest
of Heather Ober
(based on one of the most interesting love stories
I have ever read: Abelard & Heloise)
Categories:
ober, love, sad, love, moon,
Form:
Triolet
My dear Beloved,
Night owl hoots at me again
beneath a ramp of clouds,
like cozy pillow to my moon
pinching this letter with anticipation
to tuck my ruffled mind away…
and in twilight’s dimming,
a music box of rain songs
frolics in slow, slow motion
through whiffs of a lengthened day,
discarding hours of your long absence
with scented climb of new spring.
Midway, a fading light and darkness,
passages of tomorrow float
as pages are to cotton leaves;
lingering in some trickles of ticks
while our orchids peep outside the sill…
and between teapot and lamp’s glow
the phone rings in a hush-a-bye,
chiming low, your breath wafts a sigh
to say how you love me in the dark…
oh, can fate allow this distance to end?
With deep fondness,
nette
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Love Letter Contest Of Heather Ober
Categories:
ober, absence, love,
Form:
Free verse
The sweet girl’s name is Heather
Wispy…light as a feather
She read my first rhyme
She thought it sublime
Her words bring sunny weather
Straight off she made me a fav
My little heart she did save
She liked what she read
My starved heart she fed
A boost to my soul she gave
Oh Heather, this one's for you
You're a sweetheart through and through
You’re eyes sparkle bright
You light up this site
You’re a dear friend tried and true!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Some time ago, I was going through my first poems trying to find something out when I came upon this post from Heather on my very first poem published here, Dying Young:
"Oh, wow, Eileen... This is heartbreaking. I've had thoughts like these before. I am adding this to my faves - and I'm adding you to my fave poets list! You are awesome!"
Today I was reminded of it, and I just want to thank Heather personally for being so kind to a new poetess! How absolutely sweet. :) She is adorable, yes? And with one accord they all gave a resounding...."YES!"
Categories:
ober, tribute,
Form:
Limerick
My Dear Precious Pearl,LENORE, I know it has only been a week since last I Wrote.
Today I write to whisper my words of LOVE in your milky white ear.
I have created a hybred Rose for YOU. A Purple Lavender
the colour of Clover,as the field where we first we knew each other.
A Rose the colour of Royalty,and Spirituality. I watered it daily with my tears of LOVE.
I sang songs of yesteryear that fell on deaf earthly ears, Yet she Bloomed
as the opening of arms longing to be hugged by YOU; My unforgettable beating of my forlorn Heart,the rythm of the melody. As I stroked the silky softness of the Petals,I dream, of spooning; of holding your tender warm teat in my hand;
of burying my face in the nape of YOUR neck.Resting in the unforgettable Joy of LOVE FOREVER and ALWAYS through the Eons of Eternity.
The Purple Lavander Rose flourishes at the Entrance of YOUR Eternity - My Eternity.
She is the symbol of my Never-Ending LOVE for YOU. May her fragrance appease YOU
and our God; until I entwine with YOU and "HE" for the Eons of Forevermore.
My Heartbeats are YOURS until again we meet in the shade of the Garden of Eden.
I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR LOVING Husband...Harry
Inspired by the Contest : " LOVE Letter "- Free Verse
Dedicated to " Heather Ober " Sponsor of said Contest
Categories:
ober, first love, love, wife,
Form:
Narrative
*A Collaboration
The snow that shrinks in the glen and the wood
Would gladly stay through the spring if it could.
While clouds have flown to free the sapphire sky,
The liquid snow of winter tumbles by.
It melts into puddles of liquid gold
As the sun's growing warmth exiles the cold.
The warming sun highlights the tips of trees,
Inviting new growth, encouraging bees.
The swaying daffodils are in full bloom,
Yet others sleep in Mother Nature’s womb.
Tiny green buds are peeking from the trees
And big, white blossoms are soon to be seen!
The spring flowers raise their heads to the sun,
Soon to be used for Easter bonnet fun.
*In the order they appear here, these seven couplets were written by: Craig Cornish, Isaiah Zerbst, Heather Ober, David Williams, Jack Horne, Andrea Dietrich, and Seren Roberts. Thanks for participating, guys! :)
Categories:
ober, spring, spring, easter, snow,
Form:
Couplet
Here comes the sun
In this cold place I know so well
Waves of warmth have finally come.
So I’ll wait with my tale to tell;
Over my world, here comes the sun!
Always after the rain it comes.
Why would I ever need to run?
When I can stand and bid welcome;
Into my arms, here comes the sun!
In the black of night before dawn,
When my dreaming has come undone,
Wanderlust, banished with a yawn;
Into my heart, here comes the sun!
In yesterdays shadows and shade,
Many things wrong I thought were fun.
Lying here in the love we made;
Open my eyes, here comes the sun!
Where did you come from my sweet elf?
How did you know I was the one?
You bring laughter into my life;
When you give love, here comes the sun!
For Heather Ober - Beatlemania
Categories:
ober, love,
Form:
Quatrain
Immerse me Lord beneath the salty sea
send me bubbles of love that sparkle blue
Shoot me to the top aqua pure and free
As I plunge so vulnerable deep viewed
the channels of life's paths I do not flee
whimpering in distress bottomward brewed
while evil oozes in a whisper plea
don't let me skid among bedrock subdued
baptize me of passion while by my side
hug me as I cling to the rushing tide.
copyright 9/15/15 Tammy Reams Contest sponsored by: Heather Ober 'My Favorite Form'
Contest Sponsored by: 'Broken Wing Trashed #2'
Placed 9th
Categories:
ober, beautiful, courage, devotion, faith,
Form:
Sonnet
The rain had started lightly as graceful drops on the windows. It was
peaceful and tranquil and it made me want to meditate and closing my
eyes I drifted away to a sweet place of relaxation. Fluttering on gossamer
wings. Tap, tap, tap on the windows and suddenly the wind was blowing
in the tangled trees with a loud whispering. Thunder roared somewhere
far off in the distance . . .
birds were twittering
unseen in the bending trees
then they were silent
Lightning began to illuminate the sky and the thunder moved closer. I
went to sit on the garden porch and I watched the rain cascading on the
foliage and flowers. I imagined their delight, so sweet it must have felt
on their leaves and blooms. They danced and swayed to the music of
the rain and wind. The steps into the garden were wet and beautiful
with dripping green. I just let myself float away . . .
soft and so gentle
rain weeping in the garden
the giver of life
It rained all the night, becoming a downpour. Sleep music on the roof
of my home as I lay in my bed, warm and cozy, listening until my eyes
drooped and closed. I awoke in the morning and the storm had passed
but the streets were flooded and rain was gushing from the storm runoffs.
I went out to the garden and it was so tranquil and still. It seemed happy,
and to me seemed a jungle rainforest . . .
a garden dripping
leaves heavy with the wetness
after the rainstorm
__________________________
September 13, 2015
Haibun
For the contest, My Favourite Forms, sponsor, Heather Ober
Fourth Place
Categories:
ober, garden, nature, rain, storm,
Form:
Haibun
You give me a lift
to those heights I once dreamt of.
You support me in your warm embrace
and the heat comes through the silk and lace.
I cling to you with all my might.
We pass unseen from day to night.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
You ravish my soul
in pleasured ways that you know.
Fingers rouse each dormant fantasy;
your voice entreats me to set them free.
I yield as your lips have their way,
thoughts break free; I’m taken away.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
We lose count of time
as it comes to a standstill.
We can read each other’s thoughts so well
though we dare not talk or break the spell.
Our eyes and cheeks with pleasure glow.
Emotions rise and freely flow.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
We lose conscious thought
as pleasure exerts control.
Our bodies prove the zenith is near
and we arrive in euphoria’s sphere.
We revel in passionate thrill
until every tremor is still.
There’s no care to prey on both our minds.
Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss.
Gentle breeze bestows a kiss.
It feels good to be so close, real close to you.
Floating, floating over land and sea.
Floating, floating, floating endlessly.
For the Duet Contest of Heather Ober
December 3, 2015
Categories:
ober, passion, relationship,
Form:
Lyric
Like smoke from Grandpa's old cigars,
I watch a swell of gleaming stars
drift in waves of brilliant dust
like crumbs from smoldering crust.
I wonder where they might lead,
which starving soul they might feed.
Like smoke from Grandpa's old cigars,
I watch a swell of gleaming stars.
Written: 7/5/2013
For Nette's "Stardust in an Octelle" contest
By Heather Ober
Categories:
ober, stars,
Form:
Verse
Lost Love and Eternal Love
In the summer we'd meet and we'd sip iced tea,
and the waiter saw kisses as people passed;
as I whispered my feelings into your ear,
I was sure in my heart that our love would last.
Love can be a moment or an eternity.
Now the winter is here and your heart has closed,
all the warmth that we shared is now frigid cold;
and I wonder what changed; why I lost your love,
as I sit at our table alone and old.
Love can be a moment or an eternity.
In the fall we went for long peaceful walks,
hand in hand in lust, but still so unsure;
I wanted you to say, I love you dear,
then in time, you asked and I said, yes sir.
Love can be a moment or an eternity.
In the spring, so excited we married forever,
it was a perfect union and full of beauty;
and although God took you home one day,
our sweet love will last for all of eternity.
_________________________
November 25, 2015
Rhyme
Co-write
For the contest, Write Me A Duet, sponsor, Heather Ober
Categories:
ober, love, , sweet love,
Form:
Rhyme
Snow Joke - dodoitsu
Demon clouds ride icy winds,
cold unfeeling harbingers,
blowing dead the flames of warmth’s
wingless snow angels.
11/5/2015
submitted to – Winter Dodoitsu – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Heather Ober
Categories:
ober, betrayal, metaphor, winter,
Form:
Dodoitsu
dreams or illusions of living in peace and harmony
In thinking about life's problems I didn't come undone
images still float in the wind, music of the Harmonie
The magical dream of people on earth living as one
An adolescent desire of a world with a lasting peace
let us justify a bad decision to stop sowing seeds
or are we nomadic people, living like a flock of geese
Life is following the one in front, unsure of where it leads
with ideas, seeds are sown, establishing a path to peace
Can we transcend innovations, to stop following the flocks
to learn people exchanging views possibilities will increase
listening to people and stop throwing metaphoric rocks
"Yesterday, trouble was distant life a game to be played"
Our people may be gone, but our past lets us be unafraid
My angel seems far away, but memories will never fade
all dreamers, vying in the game of life will never be swayed
I still believe and long for yesterday
for Beatlemania! contest
of Heather Ober
Categories:
ober, dedication, philosophy, song, tribute,
Form:
Quatrain