Best Purlieu Poems
All newborns move from womb to crib;
and toddlers leave the floor to play in yards.
Most youngsters go from home to school,
learning a new milieu some with ease.
Our kids both young and old contend with space.
While teens assemble, needing gangs and groups,
our college students age as they leave home.
The forest’s edge expands with chills and thrills.
Advancing purlieu dawns on us
the outskirts of our lives change over time.
The empty nest can normalize our lives
as we accept each demarcation line.
With marriage, having children need not stunt
our passage if we've learned our lessons well.
We welcome flux and look forward to tomorrow.
Grandkids will start the cycle anew.
Agendas set; when of necessity
we must retreat, forest calls us back,
we think goodbye, adieu slowed our bearings down.
In lieu of serving others, we now dread
being waited-on by younger souls
who'll take their mental notes. An empty nest
just helps pull the curtains on our clock and stage.
Categories:
purlieu, 11th grade, age, life,
Form:
Free verse
Pushed to the edge by reality, yes, these verses will stifle.
A revolving door always present; New York City....Vicious Cycle.
This is a poem about the hardships, and monotony of this age
The world unchanging in its essence....many problems to assuage.
Why is our purlieu in such predicaments, the morass so intense?
It seems the fire has been extinguished; in other words we've acquiesced.
Hallways, alleys, subway stations/where the weak and troubled roam.
Considered dross by our society, that's why the streets became their home.
Our youth in dire straits, how can they be redeemed?
High school dropouts, teenage suicide, and for meth my brothers fiend.
Homeless people are anathema; we seldom love the poor…
New York City...Vicious Cycle....where daily living is abhorred.
A nimbus cloud, can't see the acme/ Where Then Can Love Be Found?
The cacophony breaks the silence; the voice of weeping does resound.
Welfare parents in a quandary, just barely scraping by.
Elderly people doing no better...though receiving S.S.I.
New York City....Vicious Cycle, spreading like a deadly cancer.
Minority children disenfranchised; drug dealing is their answer.
Boys and girls, young and pretty/ jailbait, nowhere to run.
A perfect target for a pedophile; their tender lives have just begun.
Dark specters in every borough; people lost and living trifle.
Eight million stories, naked truth...New York City...Vicious Cycle.
Categories:
purlieu, abuse, addiction, innocence, new
Form:
Couplet
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To everything turn, turn, turn ~
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Standing upon this ledges edge; uncovered
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As peering amid the city lights below?!
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Gathering in biopsies water colours...
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Moments splashed upon the vestige of neons
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Dissecting organisms hues called life; time
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Seeking purlieu sorties reasons incised!?
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Lifted from the palette of brushed; this rhyme...
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... * "SwitchBlade" ~
Categories:
purlieu, inspirational, life, love, passion,
Form:
Free verse
gray clouds in ether
elicit voyage to soul
sparkling shine again
8-11-2016
Categories:
purlieu, sun,
Form:
Haiku
I searched for you through the endless expanse of night’s long blackness,
The shimmering light from a crescent moon offered little help in my quest for your elusive form. The pale light dimly lit inconspicuous objects and cast shadows of their beautiful contours upon the ground to thwart my pursuit at every turn.
Radiant eyes peered at me from within the cover of darkness,
And mysterious intonations and melodic resonance echoed into the night air, confusing my sense of direction until I was lost in a maze within your protective purlieu.
Fighting my frustration and fear that I may never gaze upon your majestic beauty, nor hold your rapturous warm body against my cool skin, or savor the taste of you on my tongue, I gathered what was left of my strength and resolve, and continued my silent pursuit.
Guided by my heart and uncontrollable emotions and hunger for you, I somehow broke free of the discountenance feints set upon me to mask your true course. The hunger within my heart and the vision of you brazed within my eyes, guided me toward your lingering essence and ultimately to where you now hide, deep within the confines of your sheltering den safely held tight within the cool moist earth.
As my long sleek form slithers into your place of refuge I strike and sink my teeth deep into your neck and as my coils embrace your supple body, I am overcome with powerful emotions emanating from your very being, and at that moment I knew my hunt was not in vain. To taste your sweet flesh wound be unlike any that has ever been known between predator and prey.
Categories:
purlieu, animal, desire, life, lust,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Day's finishing gloss glimmers on horizon's purlieu
Rich orange truffles filter into milky fondue
Fiery sun's last gasps bleed through ethereal flue
With dusk's graying mantle, at steeples' crest
rendezvous
A suspended bridge; Day's beams, Night's seams to glue
A florid banner with singed neon sparks doth preview
Mercurial parade of iridescent colors blending into
vacuous milieu
A brass orchestra; undergirding pit scarlet chromium hue
Gilded conductor melding bright, dark tones into
harmonic stew
Crimson carousels, violet pinwheels hypnotizing medley
brew
Dissonant base strings darker notes on sterile
perimeter queue
Swarming silver waves blight the panoramic view
Dusk's murky yield; brokered shadows accrue
To Twilight's annual, scintillating pageant; bids adieu
purlieu- an outlying area; periphery of a zone,
environment
Categories:
purlieu, nature
Form:
Rhyme
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To everything turn, turn, turn ~
Standing upon the ledges edge; uncovered
As peering about her city lights below?!
Gathering in biopsies water colours
Moments splashed atop their vestige be neons
Dissecting organisms called life; time
Seeking purlieu sorties reasons incised!?
Lifted, from his palette of brushed; this rhyme....
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.."SwitchBlade" *
Categories:
purlieu, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form:
To everything..
Turn, turn, turn
Standing upon this ledges edge
Uncovered as peering amid
The city lights below
Biopsies water colours..
Moments splashed about
This vestige of neons
Dissecting organisms hues called life ?
Time, seeking purlieu sorties
Reasons incised..
Lifted from the palette
Of brushed; their rhyme.
Categories:
purlieu, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
Mirror, Mirror on the wall..
Secrets told, to enthrall.
If walls could talk of stories foretold.
The truth and lies, of the young and the old.
Creaky floors, heave a sigh.
In the purlieu, where feet danced spry.
Doors held on by rusted hinges.
Swung open and closed through the ages.
Cobwebs interstice between unknown entities.
Invaders tip toe; the enemy retrieves its bounty.
Closets full of untold skeletons.
Of ambiguous answers of their wantons.
Cracks finger up and down, the old white ceilings.
Weathering takes its toll around the old dwelling.
The eyes of the house have seen many things.
Through the decades of beatings and blessings.
Dust has settled upon the dilapidated edifice.
Waiting to be reintroduced and resurrected.
Categories:
purlieu, imagination, mystery, nostalgia, on
Form:
Light Verse
oh …
imagine the hues …
the shades and shapes and colors -
the breadth of light and exquisite beauty
that blind people …
SEE …
think of the music, untranscribed and emotive,
that those without hearing spin
within their minds …
for though we feign superiority,
we ‘normal’ folk are limited by
the constricted boundaries of our senses -
imprisoned by faculties …
but those without the definitions of
actuality, are utterly free in the
scope of their incalculable curiosities …
pray, have you ever wondered what
fanciful worlds exist for those
without confines?
insights, thoughts, visions, and songs that
are created in intellects sans limits -
wondrous realms with no borders -
skies with horizons that never end
beauty with no definitions or sine qua non
and love …
oh, envision a love as pure -
truly without condition, purlieu, requirement …
or end …
there are so many astounding universes that
exist within our own -
that are seen without eyes
heard without ears
and known …
without a single thought … or touch …
this life is a teeming sea of possibility
and the only hems are the
ones we sew ourselves …
so,
the next time you reach a wall …
or a door …
or a loss … or heartbreak
close your eyes -
see that un-black ocean of light and energy
listen to the music of your imagination
reach your heartstrings out
beyond the horizon …
and wonder!
Categories:
purlieu, analogy, life, senses,
Form:
Free verse
Advancing purlieu dawns on growing up;
the outskirts of our lives will change o'er time.
Unwanted confines normalize our lives
as we accept each demarcation line.
September 19, 2019
QQQ-003
a four-line stanza from a longer poem of mine, Drawing Boundaries.
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/drawing_boundaries_575208
contest: Arbitrium Divisa 4
host: Gregory R Barden
Categories:
purlieu, 11th grade, future, growing
Form:
Verse
through kitchen's window
dreary, gray, cold winter day
in garden's purlieu
golden daffodils like sun
lift spirits, warm hearts, gives hope
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Contest: "Bite Size Poem # 34"
Written: 01/28/2022
Categories:
purlieu, daffodils, weather,
Form:
Tanka
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To everything turn, turn, turn ~
Standing upon this ledges edge; uncovered
As peering amid the city lights below?!
Gathering in biopsies water colours....
Moments splashed upon the vestige of neons
Dissecting organisms called life; time
Seeking purlieu sorties reasons incised!?
Lifted from the palette of brushed; this rhyme....
========================================
...."SwitchBlade" ~
Categories:
purlieu, hope, life, love,
Form:
Live not for tomorrow but for today,
Dream to fly beyond the purlieu!
Drive through the sunset like today's the end,
Inspire one with your glorious masquerade,
Be a ghostwriter and write beyond yonder.
Be it by sunlight or by candlelight,
Leave a mark on 'morrow to come,
For you're the light that gleams in the dusk,
When poisoned with perfidious lies,
Not give up hope, you must live!
Shed all your missteps, bygone
For clarity you must with earnest, pray
And rule the trials that come your way,
Bow down not to your flaws and shame,
Become worthy of self compassion
Let it not lead to a tragedy,
Choose and tread carefully
Fall in love with a special someone,
Be a bringer of joy to every last one,
For this will fetch you treasures miraculous!
Categories:
purlieu, emotions, flying, life, light,
Form:
Free verse
In times that we live
One belief holds true
The ones that hold on
Should be held by you
To remain into future
Make your own purlieu
You have to be strong
In case they need you
Categories:
purlieu, devotion, love, philosophy
Form:
Rhyme