Best Persistent Poems
In shadow, shade and angled light,
memories echo, when given time.
They persist, though out of sight,
when even bells will loose their chime.
To torture, teach or reprimand?
Why then comes, the weathered old?
The heart and soul hold scars and brands,
when even stars burn out, turn cold.
Categories:
persistent, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Persistent Truth
Auburn I miss
A starvation of flames
Burns inside my eyes
Conflagration of ever present kiss
Soaks the emptiness
Saturates my veins inferno desire
Pounding pestle to mysteries mortar
In my blood
Auburn I miss
The contours of your skin
Traced upon the desperateness within
Sensual vibrato of your calling
Leaves me in an orchestral voice
Of longing
Auburn I miss
Though recognition is the grip
Which binds onto my heart
It beats every second of my life
Reminding me
I remember you
Your pull inside my soul
By the magnetism of you
My compass is always drawn
I know my place
I see
In the mirror of your face
My own
Auburn I miss
But to you is, whatever path will lead
No matter how lost
The compass of my soul
Always points the way home
A starvation of flames
Burns inside my veins
Combustion of an ever-present kiss
Soaks through the distances
Saturates my eyes with its inferno of desire
Pounding pestle to instincts mortar
In my blood
Categories:
persistent, love
Form:
Free verse
Being Persistent
By: Miracle Man
2/4/2021
One of the biggest illusions many have,
is that of entitlement.
Few things arrive on a silver platter,
and when they do,
absent is any feeling of gratification.
Countless are obsessed,
by visions of having what another has,
but without cost, feeling entitled.
Each person should strive to earn,
their space in life.
God fills each path with stepping stones,
that advance us toward our goals.
Yet chosen too often,
is the path of least resistance,
And many become just disembodied voices.
Rise to the top, Cream does.
Categories:
persistent, god, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Waves refuse to cease,
Kissing impassive shorelines:
Countless refusals.
Categories:
persistent, nature, ocean, relationship,
Form:
Haiku
Yesterday, my heart felt a little tapping
Coming from the inside, a friendly rapping
It grew strong then weak, refreshed then weary
Sometimes ordinary, sometimes eerie
So I opened the door and looked inside
Looked past the smiles I've held and the tears I've cried
Right above where passions subside
I found a poem, cowering, yet untried
I tenderly tried to draw it out
Coax turned to order turned to shout
It simply sat there, unwilling to confide
Right above where passions subside
"Fine!" I yelled to it "Stay there"
I spared it one last snarl and a glare
And marched out with quite some flare
Marched out of the poem's lair
Locked my heart up behind me
Completely unable to foresee
The continued tapping of that rhyme
A rap at every clock and chime
So I decided to ignore it, unable to perceive
Exactly how unwilling it was to leave
Today, I woke up with a pain in my chest
Felt it as I brushed my teeth, as I got dressed
To be honest, I was quite impressed
This poem didn't seem to ever rest
But I wanted to discharge this vexatious guest
To be free of this detestable pest
It wouldn't leave upon request
It wouldn't move despite my protest
Even when I threw at it all the mental force I possessed
So to myself I confessed
It was causing me serious unrest
Leaving my brain distressed
My spirit depressed
Eventually, my failure expressed
I asked my heart a plan to suggest
After all, it was where the visitor resided
I asked and waited to be guided
For the heart to be decided
For the information to be provided
Realization hit my heart in the head
It called me to it, tugged at me with a thread
I felt it and to my heart I sped
I splayed before it and pled
"Save me – what do I do - help me"
To rid me of my companion it did guarantee
Pulled me close and whispered quietly
Told me the plan privately
I reacted violently
Refused mightily
But agreed finally
So I sit here now like some defender
Ready at last to face the offender
The battle commences, I let my heart grow tender
The verse rears up, here comes my contender
I marvel at its splendor
And Finally... I surrender
Categories:
persistent, imagination, on writing and
Form:
Rhyme
A persistent dream
Where all my family
Anyone ever born
In my blood line
Is sitting
Waiting for me to wake up
in my living room
Thousands of cousins, grandparents
and second moms
A Fleet of similarly composed individuals
Kiss and embarrass me
As I come to in fog
Even the thousands I have never met
Know exactly how to lift me up
Rock me to soberness
It is difficult to fit all that blood
in one vain
The faces in the back
Are always blurred
An uncle' tongue
Stormed out of his face
Slapping my sister in the face
Old grandfathers
All sat in one corner
Wondering how to it all ended
Next morning
Awake
In my living room
TV hums something about family values
As the room feels bigger
Rather emptier
A room as Saggy as life
When people are removed from it
Against their will
Categories:
persistent, death, dream, family, loss,
Form:
Free verse
My love for you is growing more stronger
very much longer,
a love for you that's definite and sure,
in words I will express this some more,
my love for you is wide open
a heart-beat love that will never die,
it's not a joke or a lie,
my love for you is so high
when compare to the sky
it will never fail nor fall,
my love for you will remain still
these words can't express my emotion
a persistent love that's deeper than the ocean,
my feeling for you is so wide, that my emotions
cannot be express on this one page,
a persistent love that will last even at old age.
Demeter Edwards
Categories:
persistent, love, words, love,
Form:
Light Verse
Seamlessly out of reach,
Coming to a grasp,
Then just to leach,
To lay down,
A hand brushing out over these blades of grass,
Touching, is it not?
That he may find her,
Such formlessness,
When will the time come?
Oh, the times there were,
Though the times that may,
Like cogs in a machine turning endlessly within this brain,
Clouding the path, the dreams,
Clouding all that could be,
Clouding this life, this sight, so you may be a passer-by,
A wish for you to be near,
To spend the cold of the night within the comfort of your warmth,
Lonely is the dark, ill-illuminated cage of my heart,
So frightening at times, yet so understandingly comforting amongst others,
So starts the spread of delusion, of fright, and of fear,
To be happy for,
What a joke! Harder than to pass through the iron maiden that is the guard to these thoughts,
As the selfishness grows,
And the jealousy ensues,
No anger, but calming waves of sorrow,
Setting in as it swallows whole,
Stretching out the hand,
A hope that continues,
To crash yet again,
To stand back up,
And continue the trend,
Wondering, when shall it all end?
Categories:
persistent, confusion, depression, feelings, heartbroken,
Form:
Free verse
Valentine’s day chimpanzee has designs on me
I tell him I am taken, and he says “tee hee!”
I show him my initial, the ancient letter C.
He says come and sit down up my knee.
I tell him I am old enough to remember Paul Klee
He says we should spoon under the old oak tree
I tell him I cannot, for today they give ice cream for free
Introducing him to the king of the Old Grand Prix
My husband Chick looks down at the tiny chimpanzee
Scaring him so hard, that the little guy doth flee
He shot off faster than a golf ball on a magic tee.
I guess my husband Chickadee plans on keeping me.
Categories:
persistent, romance, valentines day,
Form:
Free verse
There's something inside that just won't quit
A voice in your head "you're not there yet"
Unbound to dying dark or birthing light
Refusing excuses or forgetting's delight
The path reappears after deliberate detours
As if to say you've been here before
And here you'll be, again, and again, and again
Where Self resides and soul's reclaim
Nature's gift wrapped inside
Precious notes singing your spirit's name
Echoes remembered from ages past
Side glimpses caught in shadowed glass
Lasting impressions color each cautious step
Spaces "just between" hold back curtains of regret
With bated breath, eager eyes and open ears
As voice released, letting go useless fears
One last wailing of painful sharps
Reveals harmony buried in persistent hearts.
Categories:
persistent, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
Poets pen Personifications, Pantoums, plus Prose
Providing prepositions, present participles prettily pose
Patiently presenting parodies
Portraying powerful persuasive possibilities
Painting pictures poetically
Persistently pursuing perfect phrases
Perfectly pleased postin poems
12-10-2020
Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Categories:
persistent, poems, poetry, poets,
Form:
Alliteration
No Conclusions***
Can’t figure things out?
Never between
the lines.
Outside the lanes,
Staying spaced
In gray shadows
Or mist or fog…
Outlying and altering.
Possibly close,or
Beyond
Leaving,
Below or high.
Yet, wearing
pseudonyms,
Always being
Lost, then
Re-addressed.
Oscillating.
But, remaining
Persistently
ambiguous.
Ticking, dangling.
Indefinitely
“Durra lurra loo,
Durra lurra lay,”
Tick-tocking clock
Infinitely
Short morns.
Dragging afternoons.
Cycles of blue moons.
Possibly some
Random hours
to play. Hooray!
And sing,
“Tick tick toe too,
Geerie oh toe loo.”
A clock eternally
Maybe
Runs…
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(c) sally young Eslinger 9/27/21
Glory to God
Categories:
persistent, humor, language, time, words,
Form:
Free verse
Sharp edges are boundaries
in our perceptions which exhibit
the persistent illusion of a mind plus world..
So we allow the encroachment of Awareness
to soften the sharp
to expose the illusion
and bring us to discovery
of the Self reality
which as background lies ..
Allowing the sharp edges
to be sharp once more
made now of persistent Beauty...
Categories:
persistent, birth, blessing, devotion, voice,
Form:
Blank verse
Here on earth and in the universe,
there are many natural cycles
in the inanimate world.
Day passes to night, then to day, then to night.
The seasons come and go as they have always done.
Rivers erode their landscapes to rejig their floodplain sinuosity.
It rains, water evaporates into clouds, then it rains again.
The sea erodes and restores the margin of its shores.
Cyclones, fires, volcanoes, floods and climate shifts
make profound changes in the environment,
which is resilient in adapting to the endless change.
But what of life here on Planet Water?
What of its fatal, and fateful dilemma?
To be or Not to be.
To live, die or recycle adapting to change
in climate, its competitors, its habitat and its environs.
Why did the existence of life begin?
Where did it come from?
Why did it come to be?
What drives its existence to recycle
and be so determined to survive and better itself
in the survival of the fittest among kin,
or among the dog eat dog life forms with which it competes?
Life is relentless, powerful, resilient to survive.
Why is it so? What drives it to be?
Each individual's life is mortal and limited.
But the species drives its survival with
fecund procreation,
in the endless cycle to be
an everlasting being here.
To be, and not to become
a not to be.
Categories:
persistent, life, nature, success,
Form:
Free verse
Off in the misty distance
I hear a hungry woodpecker
Hammering with his head.
This omnivorous, opportunist
Breaks the silence of the morn
With his rat-a-tat-tatting
As if knocking on a door.
His persistent pecking
Will end with success
When he excavates
The hapless insect
A meal deservingly gained
But the silence won’t remain
Because he'll begin all over again.
Categories:
persistent, nature
Form:
Free verse