Best Preciously Poems
Comfort me with the beauty of flowers
where the sunlight beams dance warmly supreme
Devoid of any tears, cruelty or violence
a veil falls away opening petals kiss deeply surrendering
Seasoned between the vertical light and darker clouds
it becomes hard to breathe in your shade breathless sighs
Love does not change even if the earth is frozen over
but as you melt into the mind sweet honey dew springs
This night is all souls night, you can not fail to feel it
residing inside the eyes fountain of forever youth
For the glance of one gentle heart, she will be your bride
radiating warm flames glow anointing preciously the union
To share along the way, feathers from Heaven every day
touching gently the softest satin holds you an angel always divine
A Collaborated Poem 05.12.2015
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid :)
(Unrymed Couplet )
Categories:
preciously, beautiful, beauty, feelings, heaven,
Form:
Couplet
Oh moon, so full, so dearly
bright, You are the light
of lovers; misty glow of night,
Dimmer than sun, his subordinate
reflection, yet remains he jealous
despite; for even death, cannot silence
love’s forever brilliance, vows
trans-versing ages--the grave a
mere cycling phase…each new face
a hopeful countenance—and all
passing through such shadows
are coated, in-spite of the daze,
with a gleaming, rapturous
glaze….
Oh Moon, your insight, unlike
all others—though depressed
in curfews of darkness--appealing
dread silence I call through the
thickness, while treading deep
echoes of night—where does a
heart sail when one beat cruelly
sunk--leaving the other, fond memory,
but little choice than to float
their dreams one alone...?
Till the fog once again lifted, and
awakened by her lips, love’s promise;
is not life so preciously gifted, to
we unworthy yet treasured by God?
Only you, Moon, see clearly our
heartaches; and the matchless pain
when summarily parted--our seasons
so like your own, cold and warmth,
dim halos and beaming glows--as
onto occasions light simmers...to again
lustrously grow. For humans--our
hearts free symphonies a-flutter—soul’s
mortal vehicle the spirit only intimately
knows; let no sadness sow doubt to
drown us, affirming for love
that love eternally flows….
Categories:
preciously, heart, heartbreak, loneliness, longing,
Form:
Free verse
The dawn spoke her name like a silken secret
carried carefree by the tradewinds of lust and larceny
imported from the traderoutes of paradise and pandemonium,
sequined with violet venom she venerates the virtue of volition
her love is unlawful, unequalled in unrest, righteous in conquest,
tender in temptation, torrid your surrender, her beauty a will bender,
Queen of Empire Passion, warrior unknown to submission
her kingdom was not inherited, glory and throne ungifted,
the treasures, stables and territories, battles and crown all won,
rich in intellect, endowed with rare resources, affluent in original passion
bejeweled in natural beauty, she bewitches beasts and men alike,
Poets pen her preciously as Woman Total, Priests implore her pardon,
male servants pander to her anger and ardor, satisfaction she commands,
Sisterhood the symbol and soul of her mission,
I was just a man, a wanderer wading through her reign,
from the unsubdued North I came, a curious traveler with ancient name,
my tribe unfamiliar, underestimated, a Chieftain of steady pulse,
tresspassing towards her roots my aim was direct knowledge of her
woman of renown cunning and learning, woman of exotic ability,
seeking teaching and romance, though I would not be her Subject or victim,
this she knew, this she abhorred, a challenge to her dominance,
I agreed to meet her alone in the open morning of war,
in an abeyounce of gliding fire she comes riding out of the sun
regalia of black roses against red tears flying above her shoulder,
our horses begin a battle tromp, breaths heavy with moist mania
she has leopards in her eyes
poinsettias and death's palms painted on thighs,
scalps of exlovers and enemies slung on sadle
we acknowledge one another with ritual yell
I exclaim, Warrior Poetess, she screams Poet Warrior!
dismounting with mutual vigor our combat erupts
cutting my cheek with her blade's lip
kicking me in the ribs
I clinch her collared throat
and heel trip us to the ground
she snarls, I growl,
a glimpse of rescue in eachother's eyes -
J.A.B.
Categories:
preciously, courage, desire, fantasy, gothic,
Form:
Epic
So sure of love and all that it can be
This kiss to celebrate the moment met
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree
There all the world if only eyes could see
Was placed there at their feet without regret
So sure of love and all that it can be
Their promises exchanged so preciously
That even passing clouds became beset
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree
Secure in trust they let their hearts fly free
Unknowing that the clouds weren’t finished yet
So sure of love and all that it can be
Love’s passions grew and joined the cloudy spree
Into this torrent destiny was set
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree
And with each storm they loved more carefully
Their memories will not let them forget
So sure of love and all that it can be
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree
Categories:
preciously, feelings, love, memory, passion,
Form:
Villanelle
Circle of a world
one halo shining bright
surrounds warm breathless beauty
Sweeping warm held inside
addiction of need
A lion roars taming the beast
Heartbeats run wild free and skipping
hooked under one bridge of a promise made
Colours in sunshine mist bouquet
In the end holding preciously
hands with you
drifting into your golden light
Eden capturing to a soul true
starlight shines in one out of a million dreams
Fountain mirrors glisten
From the source sparkling
chandeliers light up
once happiness enters
Charms each morning
kissing delight
looking into your eyes love
Amazing beautiful
eclipsing words lost of this earth
an angel of grace
Arises holding spotlight
dazzling visions
sings back smiles in your praise
Categories:
preciously, addiction, angel, beautiful, blessing,
Form:
Terza Rima
We should be like the quail in the desert sea
We should be happier than a honey bee at ease
We should be as joyful as a June bug, so free
We shouldn't talk behind each other's backs please
Adore us, for we are perfect in Your image
Belong once more, for we are not water under the bridge
Over the rainbow, we will be as one with Him
Very awesome that we're two peas in a pod -
Elegance will be our dance in a whim, in a whim
Engulfed in utter humility, for we believe in God
Vitality is key - just look up to He
Old sayings mean so much to us, but we are not in vain
Butterflies soar beautifully - we must have glee
Allow us to be made in unity...God will see us through our Pain
We should be telling the truth behind the lies
We should be accepting one another honestly
We should be yelling out our hellos and goodbyes
We shouldn't walk separately...we walk together preciously
Adore us, for we are perfect in Your image
Belong once more, for we are not water under the bridge
Over the rainbow, we will be as one with Him
Very awesome that we're two peas in a pod -
Elegance will be our dance in a whim, in a whim
Engulfed in utter humility, for we believe in God
Vitality is key - just look up to He
Old sayings mean so much to us, but we are not in vain
Butterflies soar beautifully - we must have glee
Allow us to be made in unity...God will see us through our Pain
We should be like the falcons in the blessed air
We should be hopeful as a beautiful dove without a care
We should be full of delight and share our love
We shouldn't take anyone for granite, but look towards Above
Categories:
preciously, beauty, emotions, faith, happy,
Form:
Lyric
She walks away.
Girlish and glorious
laughter
floats
through air
like a kite on a string
that pulls
tautly slipping through tightened fingers,
burning a little,
and slicing through
if ever left unattended,
so preciously tensioned
against the cold
benumbing
wind.
Tears begin to flow
but I do not know . . .
my heart?
or the wind?
If my heart, then am I sad
to be here on the ground
or joyful
to be watching the kite
fly?
In answer, a quivering.
A wisp.
"She will not fall or float away while I hold her thus.
She will be beautiful for me."
Wondrous.
Categories:
preciously, devotion, hope, imagination, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Poets, Open Your Treasure Chest Of Words
Poets, dare to present what your heart speaks
let it roam other realms, true meaning seek,
venture into lands with magical shores
sail a hundred ships, seek a thousand more!
Answer Art's greatest dedication calls.
As did those resting in its golden halls.
Poets, open your treasure chest of words
release its flock of metaphorical birds,
set pen to reveal soul that truly sings
of Life, Love, Sweet Romance, Heavenly things!
Answer Art's greatest dedication calls.
As did those resting in its golden halls.
Speak of treasures, innumerable dreams
weave your verse tapestries with golden seams
let your spirit cast forth what is within
show Art's truth is were poetry begins!
Answer Art's greatest dedication calls.
As did those resting in its golden halls.
You may find that beauty shines in the Dark
for world shows Nature is oft bold and stark,
in that dose of truth- poets may thus gift
deep verse, some that inspiringly uplift!
Answer Art's greatest dedication calls.
As did those resting in its golden halls.
Poets, know this- Life is preciously short
write deep, kindness from your readers exhort
set stage, in scenic views, let beauty shine
who knows fame's glory, may be yours or mine!
Answer Art's greatest dedication calls.
As did those resting in its golden halls.
Robert J. Lindley, 11-11-2019
Rhyme, (Thirty verses composed to honor a dear poet friend that turned thirty today)
"My friend, such is this poem, its heart true
its splashed ink, sincere gift unto you!
And in return this old poet found this
touch from poetry's goddess, her sweet kiss!"
Quote:
" She that sends verses to this seeking heart,
shall forever, greater wisdom impart."- by RJL
" Celle qui envoie des vers à ce coeur qui cherche,
doit pour toujours, une plus grande sagesse conférer."
Note:
Composed this morn, before the birds sang
before the old red rooster's first call rang
as steaming hot coffee I sat to drink
a poet, from Life's duties, will not shrink!
He that gives to others, reaps seven-fold,
treasures that can never be bought or sold
I was told, Life's treasures are to be found
beyond horizon's glow, far out of bounds!
Categories:
preciously, appreciation, art, creation, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
"We are moving fast towards an age where people will be lovers of self, lovers of
money, self-seeking. Self-gratifying, laying aside morality, spirituality, family
values, and God, for self-preservation, self-gratification, and a cheap thrill.
2 Timothy 3:1-5
Beautiful, Black, Precious, and Complicated
Nothing else like it has ever been fabricated because the recipe stated the
ingredients are outdated. And the original chef barely got credit when He made it.
So without sounding antiquated, let me tell you how I'm rated:
My Beauty is my quality that offers pleasure to the mind or senses. It gives me a
conspicuous essence to remonstrate the world's false pretenses. My temple
becomes a domineering visual aspect of grace, radiating a Saint's best quality
on a child-like face.
I'm Bold, Black, and Original of course. I stand with full force and demonstrate my
strength with no remorse. It's a color of authority and power as stylish and
timeless as an extraordinary and eloquent flower.
I am Precious, Gentle, Sweet, and Simple. I make all my flaws seem accidental.
A treasured soul that can't become nothing less than monumental. It only makes
sense that my ingredients are kept confidential.
Sophisticated and Complicated I remain, yet such a *****, audacious bird.
Professionally e-nun-ci-a-ting every word and ar-ti-cu-la-ting every verb. Inquiring
about uncanny intellect which remains unheard.
My aura and my persona suggests Royalty among most high. Promising me a
productive future and a thrill of a ride. So the next time you happen to stumble
across me, the child of a King, I prefer to be referred to as MISS QUEEN in your
dialect of linguistic strings.
Categories:
preciously, faith, inspirational, life, me,
Form:
Free verse
Chapters,
Dogeared and tired
put down for another day
another time when chapters spin
and life begins to unwind
what leads the pages to unfold
before these very eyes
where have they been before
the creases are my Braille
as I never fail to see
my way
out
or is it in
I follow the trails
the breadcrumbs you have left
scooping them up
caressing each and every morsel
of your meal
lain down preciously and precisely
no want nor need
to go back
to another beginning
for I read to no end
the red circles joining
journeying across the tempest of trust
in Olympic fashion
immersed in the dreams of only today
scribed in blue and green
I succumb
to write by the fires
that dare do flame
Categories:
preciously, books, love,
Form:
Free verse
Anchored in the Aura of your loyalty, the
Breathtaking mood you enhance in me, for I
Cannot fathom the length of your love
Definitely not enveloped in envy but care
Every time that phone rings you race to it
Fervently like a worship, in offerings
Garnished with sacrifices and praises
Hammered by my hypnotic smile you hug
In, triggered by my endangering tear you
Jug ruthlessly into its source, instilling
Kindness and knowledge endlessly
Like a rugged professor, family is not
Mostly drawn out of blood, you have stood
Needlessly in my heart, because the bond
Overcomes every thorn that pierces our soul
Preciously evacuating every dead ash laying
Quietly in my heart, you have genuinely and
Relentlessly proven you are worth a million
Size too enormous to spill, your support
Tenaciously clench my wrist like a pillar of
Unraveling mysteries. You share vital
Visions and make us run with it like thieves.
Wondering amid primrose you glisten like
Xanthopetals, serenading your bloom
Yet unmarred flawlessly in Perihelion, let your
Zestful being be celebrated for being a true friend.
Categories:
preciously, best friend, care, celebration,
Form:
Abecedarian
"The darkened sky stole my tears" Quote by Sponsor.
As the brisk morning light illuminates my room,
I feel overwhelmed by a foreboding air of doom.
Melancholy presence within every waking pore.
Is it I have been missing that someone I adore ?
Tears on my pillow were left there while I slept.
Wonderful memories of him so preciously kept.
Guarded by the night, for only dreams to recall.
Then why in slumber did these moist drops fall ?
The night keeps my secret? I miss him so much.
By day all smiles, while I'm longing for his touch.
Now this tearful tendency, I'm uncertain of why.
Remembering arcadian times shouldn't make me cry.
Mendacious vibes are now quite pervasive this morn.
Is it missing him? Is that the reason I am so forlorn?
Knowing him and his love, gives a euphoric feeling.
By day all smiles, loving him gives the affect of healing.
At midnight the clock chimes, twelve will be pealing.
The darkness of night, its my tears it will be stealing.
Deep in slumber and oblivious, I wouldn't even know,
If I didn't wake in the morn to find tears on my pillow.
Maybe in my sleep, I dreamed away all my fears.
Maybe "The darkened sky stole my tears"
Guarded by the night is it only then I cry?
Tears on my pillow, all that's left by the darkened sky.
Categories:
preciously, dream,
Form:
Rhyme
i remember coming home
under the weight of fate’s hammer
one nail already in your coffin
the bell had rung loud and clear
announcing the last round
i brought you home
my precious love
what was left of you
i brought you home
where you belonged
not sure how anything would play out
time a blur nothing certain except
we knew it was the last scene of the final act
but as best we could dammit each moment
would be one by one preciously savored
AP: 1st place 2021
Posted on April 30, 2021
Categories:
preciously, caregiving, death, grief, home,
Form:
Free verse
There's over a million reasons to why I love you
I could tell you different reasons each and everyday
So please sit down this may take a few
Because I have something I would like to say
Everyday that I happen to wake up before you
I gaze at you with your closed eyes
For maybe just a moment or two
And everyday there's a new surprise
Whether you just crack a smile for me when your sleeping
Or the way drool falls from your mouth so preciously
When you're in your own land of dreaming
Is something I would love everyday to see
I would love for you to become my wife
So here I'll make this promise to you
To love you each and everyday of my life
And do the things a husband and father supposed to do
I'll take care of you when you're sick and don't feel well
Run you a bath when you've had a tough day
Tuck you in on nights you can't even tell
What the day even is today
Be the shoulder you'd want to cry on
When you just want someone to listen to you
Someone you know you can rely on
Who would never judge you for the things you do
Just offer a little guidence along the way
If you're ever breaking down
I'll look over at you and say
Baby turn that frown around
You're alot stronger than this and you know it
Suceeding in everything you put your mind too
And each and everyday girl you prove it
Giving me another reason to why I love you
Babygirl if there ever comes a day
When you think that I might have moved on
I'll look at you again and say
That your heart is where I know I belong
Categories:
preciously, beautiful, caregiving, cute love,
Form:
Rhyme
Sweet and tender, they seal a bond,
Movements caress preciously to all.
With trembles, they will call.
Especially of yours I am fond.
They cast spell like a wizard’s wand.
Captured I was, when I saw.
My heart tied in a ball.
Pressing onward I respond.
Lips such as yours are my delight.
When ours meet, emotional treat,
Sensual feelings ever so bright,
Ardor expands without defeat.
Each kiss of morning or night,
Our souls locked, lovers complete.
written on 7/21/12
written by Cecil Hickman
Categories:
preciously, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, husband, life,
Form:
Italian Sonnet