Best Offset Poems
Blades of grass, wet under foot, insect eyes
Dusk, offset by the cricket orchestra
Muted and receding into the trees and bushes,
Tickled by the wind, rattling snake tail wind
While we may be in the company of wolves,
A long legged friend is late for the party
Eyes, little iridescent stars
Attending to each one, and look there,
There she is, making the most beautiful geometry
Parallels within the octagons, pulling silks
An arm for every task, little perpetual motion machine
Is that the Queen of the Night under the rusted iron?
A forlorn lady, black patent leather, kill a man, maybe two
With her danger red symmetry, oozing with youth
And a penchant for paralysis, no one can resist her wine
Then there's the hall of cob webs, threadbare handkerchiefs
Left by ladies who exhausted all of their company
To be a spectacle under the moon, in the wood pile
Dressed up in the finest furs, all earth tones
Stepping out to introduce themselves in girlish droves
Venus of another sort, these little cursed jezebels
Hovering on the skin of the water, or on the red brick wall
Must frequent every happy corner, and slip away at a moment's notice
A real lady always knows when to say goodnight
Such graceful exits through cement cracks
Back to the parlor, to glow in the dark
And they become spiders again
Categories:
offset, animal, girl, metaphor, night,
Form:
Free verse
Two hearts forever tethered to each other,
fear, which one, Death, will visit first.
And as time passes, a sadness swells
within our hearts, thinking about it.
Acceptance of the inevitability of the other's death;
triggers apprehension, a very human experience.
And such concerns can overwhelm conjoined hearts;
proving love is a two-edged sword.
Memories entertain like-minded minds,
sharing theaters of recognition.
And watching old family films of days gone by;
chuckle, recalling long-forgotten escapades
of a lifetime of dreams, we equally shared.
Having lived full lives with no regrets
two half souls fused into one;
warmly wrapped in a blanket of love.
Fond thoughts oft drift to yesteryears;
trying to offset the tide of tears
that start to ebb and flow as the last years unfold.
The question of who will die first;
fuels fear of uncertainty within both our hearts.
When my time comes to pass, I'll close my eyes,
let out a breath, and, with a sigh, slip away!
Dying's not the scary part;
leaving my soulmate behind, is!
Categories:
offset, anxiety, death, depression, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
She walks along an avenue
some call the Vale of Tears.
Her agonies and sorrows brew
in eyes that vail her tears.
She whiles alone, her gaze unmet,
behind a veil of tears.
But can she flee from sadness, yet
with no avail of tears?
In time, the Rue of No Regrets
will countervail her tears.
Vale: valley
Vail: let sink
Veil: something that conceals
Avail of: use to one’s advantage
Countervail: offset, counteract
Inspired by poems of KC
Categories:
offset, hope, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
One enchanted evening
I followed Luna’s moon,
as She guided my ship
to a secret lagoon.
In a golden ocean
buffed to a mirror sheen,
I spied the sexiest
mermaid I'd ever seen.
She flaunts ebony hair
befitting, a true Queen,
offset by a sweeping
tail of aquamarine.
Anchored in the shallows
I waded to the shore,
and evoked the magic
that would open love's door.
Under a full March moon
she steps from fantasy,
and rises from the sea
to make sweet love to me.
Sharing this special night
I know that she must leave,
and I’m to be content
with the gift of this eve.
Categories:
offset, beautiful, emotions, fantasy, feelings,
Form:
Quatrain
Through shadowed forest glade she rode
'Midst grey and gloomy chill
No single thought of safety did
A moment stay her will
The mist clung to her nostrils as
She charged into the brush
The creatures of the forest paused
In terrifying hush
Foreboding seeped into her bones
Ghastly, from ages spent
Urging her mount to breakneck speed
Resolve would not relent
To slow would mean downfall into
A consequence of dread
She knew if she but lost an inch
He lover would be dead
This morn she was awakened by
His servant at her door
And with his last breath utterance
Fell bloodied to the floor
It seems a tartan wearing clan
Appeared in red and green
‘Tis true that a more fearful sight
Is rarely ever seen
Unwittingly, they’d crossed the line
Into the Fraser realm
It was then they were set upon
In stand of noble elm
So, now she raced to intercede
Upon her love’s behalf
To beg for mercy from the chief;
That he withhold his wrath
The secret she had hidden would
Surely offset slaughter
It was true she had been born the
Fraser Chieftain’s daughter
She’d fled her home ten years before
With young Lord Cameron
The rival clan’s incumbent heir
Her lover and champion
She’d not been sorry up to now
For following her heart
She knew the toll her love would take
Right from the very start
But this would be a sacrifice
She'd never wished to make
That for his life she would exchange
Hers for the clan to take
Categories:
offset, adventure, history, love, passion
Form:
Narrative
My love has gone to a distant dawn
For the stars only come out at night
In a soulful song my will pulls along
Whispers weeping in the moonlight
My love evaporated as I have waited
For the stars only come out at night
My love deflated as heaven dictated
For I have truly tried with all my might
My love a silhouette as shadows forget
For the stars only come out at night
Love’s dying duet we’ve become offset
Two soaring doves in a different flight
My love abandoned a sorrow branded
For the stars only come out at night
The tears I’m handed deeply saddened
And vanquishing flames try to ignite
My love is jarred and forever barred
For the stars only come out at night
Love is scarred for I’ve battled hard
For the stars cry on this starry nite.
This was written in July...was saving it for such an occasion...this is the first time posting of this poem.
I would also like to dedicate this poem to my friend...Connie Marcum Wong...not because she cry's when the stars come out at night lol...because she is a beautiful enlightened soul...and I thank her very much for her support, along with others...but for now, just her lol...thank you, Connie...
July/31/2017
Best rhyming poem May-July 2017
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Categories:
offset, love, stars,
Form:
Rhyme
An all-encompassing shadow;
grief stalks you wherever you go.
And tucks you into bed at night
while invading your private dreams.
And you awake to nightmare screams;
alone with your thoughts, filled with fright.
Grief embraces sorrow and pain;
as teardrops burn like acid rain,
and darkness extinguishes light.
Beliefs can be offset by grief,
for faith offers little relief;
by praying that you'll be alright.
An all-encompassing shadow;
as grief wells, your tears start to flow.
And they won't stop; try as you might;
trickles of tears morph into streams.
And nothing is quite what it seems;
it's like falling from a great height.
Grief tends to overwhelm your brain
and just about drives you insane;
fueling feelings of twilight.
Within this state of disbelief
self-pity becomes your motif;
lamenting that life is finite.
When your heart is filled with sorrow,
nothing in life ever feels right;
for grief robs your life of gusto.
Categories:
offset, angst, anxiety, death, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
Alas, death sets in
The bitter cold at night
The chills that haunt my soul
Creeping in like a virus
It makes no sound
But in your heart
It always will abound
This pain gives offset emotions
In the mirror I hate what I see
I see, me
A person with no future
No hope
No dreams
No aspirations
Just one lost soul
But what I don't know
Is that there is someone who cares
Even if I ignore it
I make myself oblivious to the love around
All I hear is the repeating sound
From lost lovers saying no
To old friends that let me go
I look in this mirror and see
Someone who wants to be free
Escape the bitter pain
But if take my life now it will all be in vain
I am unaware
Of the little things around
The friends that still care
The family I still have
I take it all for granted
And I do not see
How much these people
Really love me
Categories:
offset, inspirational, lifelost, lost, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Spring shifts a bright sky
into streaks of gray,
in it's own unpredictable way.
The daffodils are weakening
storm damaged, they struggle
to blow their leaky yellow trumpets.
Warm days still end with a chill
the dawn remains wet nosed,
but summer is winning
it is edging in
painting the fields
with patchwork colors,
daubing the trees with
shy May blossoms
that offset the ever greening.
An old man in a black overcoat
sweats a little,
his dog racing ahead;
he heads for home
with a rickety swagger,
already painting
bold, eye-catching words
on invisible rainbows.
Categories:
offset, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Sometimes the light's all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange trip it's been,
from Truckin by The Dead
Life is a Journey
Life is a long journey with
high hills and deep valleys.
Day after day one foot
in front of another.
Dark nights of deep depression,
offset by sunlit days of happiness.
Take one day at a time, and
accept what is my lot.
Failures, like impassable walls
block my way.
Success provides the path
around them.
People appear along the road
to accompany me.
Some for a short time and
others for the whole trip.
Sometimes people
act as my guide.
Other times they seek
to hinder me.
Many times, I walk alone
with only myself to rely on.
Sometimes I am surprised
and other times not.
In my golden years, I look back
at the road I have travelled.
Sometimes, I laugh, other
times I cry.
The Dead were right.
It has been a long strange trip!
Categories:
offset, life,
Form:
Ekphrasis
I miss the remedies of our past selves,
I miss the extract of blight from the tip of your lips.
I miss your abstract sunrise tumbling down your shoulders,
I miss the offset emeralds looking outward.
I miss our blaze that once caught the world on fire,
I miss the passionate extremities of our youth.
I miss the quite afterthoughts of the nights spent together,
I miss the way you removed me from my paradox.
I miss our alikeness, our kindled spirit,
I missed your final words.
I miss,
I missed.
Categories:
offset, absence, deep, first love,
Form:
Elegy
As I stroll along the beach,
I listen to the ocean.
And a glint in the moonlight
steers my eyes to Her beauty.
Bobbing among the whitecaps,
a dashing figure taunts me.
And like a mermaid of lore,
She entices me to Her.
Gyrating in sexy sways:
Her ample curves stir my loins.
And Her slow, erotic dance,
triggers a hypnotic trance.
Ivory and ebony
offset Her emerald eyes.
And this seductive siren
beckons from cascading waves.
As shadows shift with the light,
her silhouette slowly fades.
And once more, I am alone;
on this lonely, sandy shore.
Categories:
offset, beautiful, fantasy, feelings, hyperbole,
Form:
Blank verse
Dear Susan,
I am an angel. An angelic being. I'm of the order of the first sphere- an angel who serves
as a heavenly counselor. I'm a cherabim. You may call me Cherabim.
Beyond the thrones are the cherabims. I am a gaurdian of light, and the stars. Remote
from the plane of reality, still my life touches your life, the divine light that filters down from
Heaven.
Last night, you focused so much on light. You needed light to offset the darkness in which
you knew you could not see. You saw the beauty that light could give you to see what was
right in front of your eyes. You chose fire and wax. Exquisite candles and lighters to light
them. This morning you saw the light, and it was good.
On the way home there was light in the sky; a silver sliver of a moon and a twinkling
bright star, yes, Cherabim talking to you! It was good!
With Light and Counsel,
Cherabim
Categories:
offset, religionlight, light,
Form:
We’re all hurled
Into the midst,
A perfect world
Does not exist.
Taught to hate,
Doomed to die.
Our death rate
Has soared sky-high.
We can escape,
Begin the climb.
Build to reshape
Free from crime.
Help to offset
Push and shove.
Do not forget
How to love.
Categories:
offset, hate, inspirational, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Alabaster snowflakes scattered over
Brindled patches of frozen forest floor
Cover Autumn's fragmented tapestry.
December fluffs up Winter's white duvet,
Eager to embrace the bitter cold and
Fierce winds, snug in a thick blanket of snow.
Gone are the crinkled crimson and gold leaves,
Hidden under a glistening coat, an
Icy glaze that sparkles like diamond dust.
Jesus, it's said, was born in December,
Kindling the celebration of Christmas.
Long nights and short days bring families close,
Marking this as a festive time of year.
Night skies are encrusted with twinkling stars
Offset by the deep ebony of space.
Pines and cedars remain green year-round, so
Quail and Partridge shelter in their branches.
Ravens caw, illustrating the profound
Starkness of Nature's hypnotic beauty,
They feel compelled to give voice to their awe.
Under crystalline skies of cackling blue,
Vistas of evergreen contrast with the
Washed-out monochrome landscape and faded
Xerox copies of an elapsed moment.
Yet, such pristineness is what fuels our
Zeal, to confront Winter on Her own terms.
Categories:
offset, beautiful, december, imagery, nature,
Form:
Abecedarian