Best Paradise Poems
Welcome to a brand new world
Verse 1
How are you feeling right now?
Is there still a yearning in your heart?
You're probably like, ten million or more,
praying for a brand new start
Verse 2
What happened to the world you imagined?
Where justice and peace ruled the day...
Is it merely a dream or wishful thinking,
a fantasy that leads you astray
Chorus
Welcome to a brand new world...
where evil men cannot be found
No reason to fear the nighttime,
a place where you feel safe and sound
Welcome to a brand new world!
This is not just a dream...it's reality,
joy in the heart of each boy and girl,
Welcome to a brand new world!
Verse 3
God has shown us how to love
So why is true peace elusive?
Monsters and imposters hide who they are,
they send out doves with a Judas kiss
Verse 4
It's been about two thousand years now
Praying for God's kingdom to come
Now's not the time to lose patience or faith,
it's time for God's will to be done
Chorus
Welcome to a brand new world...
where evil men cannot be found
No reason to fear the nighttime,
a place where you feel safe and sound
Welcome to a brand new world!
This is not just a dream...it's reality,
joy in the heart of each boy and girl,
Welcome to a brand new world!
Welcome to a brand new world!
Welcome to a brand new world!
Welcome to a brand new world!
repeat and fade
John Derek Hamilton
December 13,2019
Re-posted with music and vocals
September 2,2020
When Again We Meet
Softly he says, "Should I die do not wait for me." She smiles,
"Just as the moon exhales no light without first a breath from the sun,
without you I'd be in darkness; what is paradise without light?"
04/17/2018
~ATLANTIS~ Featuring:) Kelly Deschler
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Can't be re-written by the Gods
The land and sands of time'
Destroyed by the fire of Poseidon's curse
Atlantis swallowed by: Earth
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In one day and one night
Peaceful existence met its end
Built on a volcano, now surrounded by ancient rippled tears
Lava stripped apart the rich and glorious empire
Enriched by Engineers and Architects whom loved power more than the Gods
Forgotten souls, sheltered by a watery grave
History withheld from shallow sunken memories,
Western sky's hide the truth, a vision from the Pillars of Hercules
"An island situated in front of The Strait of Gibraltar"
Ghostly ruins wait to rise above the Mediterranean and Atlantic Waves
A magical island held down by the hands of death,
~
Atlantis lost city walls ---a secret hidden by mermaids
Partially buried, beneath the ocean floor it lies
The largest sunken treasure never to be found
Magnificent pillars of an imperial palace still stand
Somewhere hidden under ancient sand
Some are leaning against turrets, that toppled after the impact
Nothing human will ever inhabit these walls
No feet will ever touch these staircases, again
Only an eerie silence now resides here, with the blue-green waters
Seaweed grows along it's outer walls, like ivy on a trellis.
Obscuring it even further from the human eye.
~
Other ocean tides will never compare
Tantalizing blend of fantasy and mystery
Stone walls covered with precious gems
-Listen to PLATO'S voice-
"Look close, Look close, into the sea!"
Through the light and Pillars of Hercules
Some where out there buried in the vast
ATLANTIS THE PARADISE
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
Wintry days were turning mild.
After the harsh stormy days.
Still not a sound could be heard
Except the hammering of posts
As I prepared the bird feeders.
Surely it was time for their return.
Yet not a sound could I detect that evening.
So I filled the feeders with delicious seed
And went for my usual long night sleep.
But with dawn I was wide awake
For then the garden began to fill with song.
Two male scarlet tanagers settled on an oak
On the other side of the street.
I was thrilled even though
Their song sounded a bit hoarse.
Bluebirds sang a lively tune
As they fed on worms.
But what pleased me most
Was to see two meadowlarks,
The male feeding the female
As she sat on an old nest.
This spring was full of promise.
A bird’s paradise.
20 February 2021
Spring Birds Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
POTD
Placed 1
The flower that is given little light
tastes not enough of joy and cannot thrive -
then fades away like dusk into the night.
The soul who struggles just to stay alive -
much like the flower wilting in the dark -
tastes not enough of joy and cannot thrive.
How can a fire be lit if there’s no spark?
Without hope’s gleam, the soul will waste away -
much like the flower wilting in the dark.
This is the plight of one whose world is grey:
Though others say a paradise exists -
without hope's gleam, the soul will waste away.
A man upon this earth who tastes no bliss
is like a soul brought low who droops his head
though others say a paradise exists.
How sad that someone rather would be dead!
The flower that is given little light
is like a soul brought low who droops his head,
then fades away . . . like dusk into the night.
Written 11/15/12
For the "Hope" Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish
Now for A Brian Strand Structured Poetry Contest
Beyond the hills of Auburn
Past the river, through the trees
I found a secret garden
Pretty as you please
A field of red corn poppies
Cosmos and blue bell
Candytuft and blazing star
Bedecked a wishing well
Scarlet sage and tidy tips
Covered a distant knoll
A quiet little gopher
Lies sleeping in his hole
Resting beside a trickling brook
Beneath the weeping willow
I have a bed of scarlet flax
With yarrow for a pillow
Today, I was truly blessed
When a robin dropped me here
You see in any other place
A gardener I would fear
For I am but a lowly weed
That most would only shun
But in this secret garden
I am loved by everyone
We don't talk about it
Since hands upon the clock have ceased to move
When minutes creep, on skittish feet
The walls grow small~
By blue degrees, she drowns slowly
Waiting on skies which never clear
While she cuts holes in paper souls
Calling pain by prettier names
She is not invisible
Although she is unseen~
Cloudy skies have beauty, too
Dappled in blue's infinite base
But all the sunlight is full of smoke
Frost tipped flowers of summers fled
Into the wind of oblivion
Melancholy lullabies
Scattered like coins down wishing wells
Price of paradise
She lies and says that she is fine
When truth is too fearful to seek~
Here lies the grave of innocence
Guarding roses of agony
Too brief a heaven to reside
In vastness
We shall lie
Under a thousand eyes~
I am full
Of emptiness
The silence
Of severed hope
Sinking to
The floor of futility
Under the toll
Of heaven's weight
Distract my dark thoughts
New moon's amnesia
As the ground
Falls off my feet...
Her epitaph, an unsent letter~
It takes more sight
Than you would see
To love the soul
That belongs to me.
3/21/21
Fragments of Verse contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
One year, over the ocean, Santa veered off course
His reindeer were battling a hurricane force.
As the sleigh went spinning and spiraling around,
an island appeared far below on the ground,
dotted with palms on a white sandy beach.
Santa took heart that land was in reach.
Through starlight’s glow and the light of the moon
Santa touched down — not a moment too soon.
A lavish Luau on Lahaula mats was laid,
a sumptuous feast over which a Kahuna prayed
with fish on ti leaves, tropical fruits, and eggs-fu-yung
colorful flower leis were draped after being strung
Pearly shells glimmered on every waving palm
Ukuleles were strumming to songs sweet and calm
while dancers swayed ami with soft hula hands.
Santa had landed in a paradise found.
His beard was snow white, his boots shiny black
and he wore a red suit with a red elfin hat.
“I’m Father Christmas,” and - I’m surprised too
that we celebrate in much the same way as you
with peace and goodwill, and with eating and singing.
‘Mele Kalikimaka,’ is our song of greeting
As we celebrate Christmas— in island style.
On they kept strumming, and singing and drumming.
while Santa felt tempted to stay and join in.
But time was short as Christmas morning grew near.
He had sworn a duty to all he held dear.
He saw a bright star rising up in the East
The time had come - he must leave from this feast
So he readied his reindeer to take to the stars
This was the latest — he’d ever been — by far
to bring toys to children all over the world
curled up in bed in their little dreamworlds.
“Come Dasher, Come Dancer, Come Prancer and Vixen.
Come Comet, Come Cupid, Come Donner and Blitzen.”
We’ll find our way here some other midnight
“Mele Kalikimaka to ALL - and to ALL a Good Night.”
Opening wings spreading out
one pure beautiful image in beholding
Gracefully embracing inside visions
greeting Mother of pearl shimmering rainbow hues
Her horn sparkling tipped diamond
Under the moonlight silver gleams
Her silhouette reflecting light
Princess wearing golden horse shoes
One mane in softest satin silk
Regally standing mustang wild
Magically colored purest washed from the ocean foam
Cascading hair scenting of burnt honey
Eyes penetrating in baby blue awakening
Her long lush lashes flutter and glisten
Upon her lips last rosebud's dew
Her coat in white like slushy snowflakes
reflecting glass shards of crescent cradles
She roams the fields singing to the prince
it is only love that will finally set her free
from a curse cast on her beauty
by an evil wizard
To be the only winged unicorn
of it's kind in the world
flying into softest cushioned clouds
She dances and sings,then she stills
In distance she listens to the sound of a flute
And there She sees a gorgeous young man
lying on carpets of evergreen
along with his father,and mother the queen
Her melodic voice like that of a jeweled string harp
hypnotised the prince
He ran and ran after pink butterflies which led the way
They took him to her
They glide above them
then to the promising celestial sky
they flew away baby blue
infinite their love.
As if He knew her in another lifetime sweetly
His eyes where glued. Into her own
He knew he loved her and had to hold her
Never to leave him all by himself
regally standing mustang white
His eyes were fixed into hers...
To her he went with joyful tears
His lips brushed smoothly her every fears
As then he whispered behind her ears
You are a unicorn and I'm a man
but with no other my.heart will share
I ll make you mine if you say yes
The first winged unicorn as a princess
Then he kissed her upon her neck
and a strong wind just pushed him back
From a white horse. ,fair lady She
had now won over her destiny
The prince's lips removed the curse
Now she is his ,as he is hers
Overflowing his heart
in sweeping golden joy
forever on deep sands
living always together
in everlasting happiness
written by Liam and Charmaine
a fun write dear friend
Marmalade
drips from
the sky,
and all around me, the world is awash
in vibrant orange splendor
splashed with yellow gold
Here in Paradise
where graceful palms
lean toward
dipping sun
I dip
my toes
into the liquid amber of the tide.
As if to catch the day’s last rays,
I embrace radiance as it embraces me.
Far off in the distance,
the stretch of mountains
on a neighboring island
cradles
what remains of the sinking sun.
I have now waded out into the sea. . .
my eyes savor
the sky’s color of sweet marmalade
and below it,
water’s warm honeyed gold
lapping softly at my shoulders.
Suddenly
a swarm of swooping wings
bursts from the heavens!
My eyes now feast on hundreds
and hundreds of dark
wheeling gulls,
stark against the bright sky -
the marmalade sunset’s
surprise finale.
For A Place Called Beautiful Contest of Janis Thompson
Breathe
I call to you my beloved
Your unleashed whispers arrive
Riding the tendrils of an approaching fog
A dance of mist unfurling its fingertips of desire
Coming ever closer to my pulsating heart
I long for you, for all you have ever been
To taste your breath, your desire, your heartache and your sorrow
Would be my everlasting gift
You come to me in many forms... hovering close by
Beckoning me upward to that place between Heaven and Earth
White hawk.....Your feathered wings outstretched
I lay upon your back merging with you
Entering your being
Becoming you
I feel our wings beating as we enter the sky together
Gliding across powdery clouds
A stillness... the air brushing our cheeks
Our bodies rising and falling
Dipping, curving, and diving
Before climbing again
Joy
A quiet ascendance soaring into the realm
Of Spirit and Soul
Entering magical moments cloaked in ancient memories
Our guardians are hummingbirds and owls
Adorned in snowy white guiding us towards the velvet envelope
Between space and time
Undying light reaching out to the end of the horizon
A merging of ALL..... Promise and Desire
An everlasting illumination of hope
Swimming in the naked air
Being kissed by bursts of sunlight
Peering through the gauzy sky
My body basking in radiant warmth
A quiet solitude
A tapestry of pale rose, magenta, and mauve
Reflecting my inner soul
A call to BREATHE....Deeply...Fully
Feeling the eternal connection
Becoming one with the pulse of life
Surrounding us all
A deep reverence towards all that is
Pink pearled strands of rain pierce the sea of mist and clouds
A kaleidoscope.... columns of light and shadow
Swimming through glorious turquoise universes
I close my eyes and feel your embrace
As we become one
A wink of the sun gently caresses my slumbered eyes
the rush of the tide slowly moves in and out
lightly dampening the virgin white sand
on this secluded tropical beach,
The scent of coconut fills the fresh oceanic air
and then I see you
emerging from the churning sea
more beautiful than Aphrodite
glimmering
your long soaked hair
reaching down
draping that soft sweet skin
you sway
as you come closer
twinkling
those caramelized eyes
so rich, so full of life
staring right at me
I speak
but you don't let me
placing your luscious lips upon mine
and we kiss
like we have never kissed before
as the last drop of water falls
off your sundrenched body.
At last
a lover's paradise
We Found Paradise, Its Valleys Wide And Soft Green
When your heart sang to this downtrodden and lost man
singing birds stopped singing to hear that melody;
I was broken, walking through life without a plan
if sorrows were a joke, I was their parody.
Your kiss, healed aching pains, misery's deepest pits
before, living was raging hell, a sad lost cause,
blows falling, longer they came, harder their swift hits
life had been torment, day and night without a pause.
My darling, your gentle touch cast darkness away
dawn's sweet songs began to enter this renewed heart
each singing note, romantic blessing sent my way
we had love and life, beauty at each magic start.
Each moment a dance, a waltz that was heaven sent
I joyous prisoner of my Amazon queen;
all my mistakes, this soul did so gladly repent
we found paradise, its valleys wide and soft green.
No bars needed, love cast its beloved spell
each night this appreciative heart sang anew,
you are the rarest pearl, I your protective shell
with you by my side, gifting bliss long overdue.
In dreams, we see our future, its wondrous treasures
dance floors of solid gold, you the belle of the ball
my fantasy queen giving love's joyous pleasures
of my life before you, I now have no recall.
7-04-2018
Rhyme
Written for Teppo Gren's -- Evergreens # 4 Cilla Black Poetry Contest
Inspired by all three wonderful songs...
Mr Fauci Mr Fauci
You are making me to so grouchy
TV appearances persistent
I’d prefer you social distant
Every day you make a statement
Think I’ll call for noise abatemen
Your flip flopping is so bad
That it makes me hopping mad
There in Wuhan, no compunction
You supported ‘gain of function’
When you say that you are science
Pass my surgical appliance!
Is this your wisdom, come with age?
Then will you kindly leave the stage
We will say: you did your best
Now give yourself and us a rest
Just as bees squeeze like watermelon seeds
Spit across apricot fields
My wife and I on Friday
Join the lines of highways up north
Pulled by hilltops to the Leelanau blue sky
Where lakes stir in the wind at the citrus rims
Of wine valleys below
And cherry orchards blossom in row after row
Like sheets of cupcakes spiraled with frosting.
Tonight we will sit tight around our lakeside fire
As petals closed upon this blaze of flower
With a Loon trilling her flute of bones
To the stars salted across the night
And voices bump from shore to shore
Murmurs softened beyond repair
The cabins flickering to a second life
In a fuse of fire lit around our lake
A tradition. We stop the car a ways away
From my mom and dad’s cabin
And let out our kids on the shoulder of road
To run like deer the final half mile.