Best Quivered Poems
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Cotton candy swirls
on a pink flamingo sky
Late December wishes
that are slowly floating by
Apricot horizons
glowing softly ‘cross the hill
Twilight born emotions
falling on this night so still
Sweet seductive touches
to caress my quivered skin
Satin slipper kisses
moist along my lips again
Silhouettes in moonlight
move in rhythm ‘pon the ground
Whispers in the darkness
come a most melodic sound
Sighs that lace the heavens
flow from breaths in rapid pace
Tickles formed of pleasure
bring a smile to your face
Midnight moans encircle
as your beauty leaves me numb
Finding love this evening
waiting for the dawn to come
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Categories:
quivered, good night,
Form:
Rhyme
The powder of white sand holds her flesh
close to his musk pelvis
as she gasps with the murmured waves
trembling on the coast
of a fragrant mouth against a manly tongue,
and they lay on hidden grass
in an old Ipanema cove
where rippling strokes fondle
the east and north of her sylph-like
curves: amidst the liquid Brazilian dusk,
her flowing hair sinks from the lapping
of crest in rhythmic grinds;
tanned fingers exploring
a soft canal of a nymph's heightened pleasure…
by the sea- bend, he pulls her creamy thighs
like a driftwood sailing
afloat upon each quivered abandon
while they melt under balmy trees…
without the need to speak.
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100 in a ROW contest -- 11
Categories:
quivered, passion, places, romance,
Form:
Free verse
The Wind and Sea
The mighty wind unleashed its gusty song
across the tranquil, undulating sea,
and stirred her body with his breath-filled kiss.
Set out to resurrect the dormant wave,
with ever-gaining speed, began to ride
her surface till it formed the throbbing swell.
She came alive with joy from wind's strong kiss,
and quivered to the music of his song
to join as one...the wanton wind and sea.
Vibrating life into the waking swell,
as higher climbed the ever-mounting wave,
the wind pursued its frantic, urgent ride.
In rapturous communion, wind, and sea,
succumbing to the magic of their song,
together formed the wave with passioned kiss,
and reached the grand finale of their ride;
with great dynamic thrust, exploding swell,
at last attained their thrill, the highest wave.
Wind's lusty song has left the tranquil sea;
its breathless kiss has bid farewell the wave
to end its ride, and put to rest the swell.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: 2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 11
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Judged: 01/17/2019
~2nd Place~
Premiere Contest: The Poet's Fire
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
Judged: 12/07/2017
~1st Place~
Contest: Wordscapes
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 08/17/2016
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The Tritina form is a mini version of a Sestina but there are three Tercets
of three lines and a final line which uses all three words; 10 lines total.
The three Tercet's use the same three ending words in a pattern.
I intermingled two Tritina using six ending words in the required
pattern with the last tercet using all six ending words from both of them.
1st Tercet: 1 2 3 song sea kiss
2nd Tercet: 4 5 6 wave ride swell
3rd Tercet: 3 1 2 kiss song sea
4th Tercet: 6 4 5 swell wave ride
5th Tercet: 2 3 1 sea kiss song
6th Tercet: 5 6 4 ride swell wave
7th Tercet: 1 2 3 4 5 6 song sea kiss wave ride swell
Categories:
quivered, sea, wind,
Form:
Tritina
With his first touch our galaxy became an orchestra,
I quivered as waves of ecstasy took possession of me,
I felt I was no more in control of what was to be,
I heard voices of celestial beings,
Galactic sounds turned the heavens into an opera,
Angels misty, joyful tears stirring constellations,
Each one delivering an electrifying sensation,
Arousing my psyche, mind, spirit and soul.
The night enveloped us in a sheet of moonlit satin,
Caressing us, millions of stars cascading,
Sprinkling star dust upon us which glowed
Like fireflies, the milky way seemed to be slipping
Down, slithering across the sky,
Whilst the moon, other planets and solar systems
Collided, pyrotechnics illuminated the sky,
A deafening symphony tickling my heart cords.
Intoxicated and spent, gazed into his expressive,
Loving, fathomless, fawn brown eyes,
Such an encompassing ecstatic connection,
A togetherness of merging into one,
Sealed with a passionate kiss,
Filled with life-long promises,
In awe, Planet Earth trembled beneath us,
One wondrous night, of many more to come.
Categories:
quivered, stars,
Form:
Narrative
On this October's mild stirrings
I watched ached nights flicker, to glow
Around his hair like angel wings
Recalling joyrides... so mellow.
That in hushed tones,I called Gramps' name
Enshrined within my youth's warm space...
My hands folded with love aflame,
While prayers spilled through chill's embrace.
Though failing heart quivered in ticks,
Faith...way back then when I was ten
Gripped, he was nearing sixty six
As prayers trailed,wafting amen.
Until spring came, Gramps' flare restored
With new life blessed from harbor's ward.
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Way Back Then When I Was Ten
Kelly Deschler's Contest
1/30/2016
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Categories:
quivered, age, devotion, grandfather,
Form:
Sonnet
A shattered heart; tears spilling like rain
No one would ignite the flames of my desire
To this, I swore an oath to never love again
until the kiss of a friend, kindled in me a fire
His touch was not expected, but felt so right
He quoted poems of Byron and then his own
Poetry 'neath the stars, I fell in love that night
I gave myself eagerly; my heart did condone
We walked along the shore, clasping our hands
He pulled me close, then we began to explore
A time of awakening was not among my plans
I quivered in his arms, wanting so much more
My oath was then rescinded, but I'm not at fault
I'll blame it on the moon, the glimmer of stars,
and passionate kisses that unlocked the vault
to rid my wounded heart of its jagged scars
~ Inspired by Katie Melua's 'I'll Blame it on the Moon,'
written by Mike Batt.
Categories:
quivered, feelings, romantic love,
Form:
Romanticism
with youthful passion
she quivered under his touch
they soared together
in old age
he longs for her response
chords of chiaroscuro
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Visual 1 (piano)
A Collum Lune Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Placed 1st
© 11th May 2020
Categories:
quivered, music, passion,
Form:
Verse
Passion burned brighter
than candle flames
licking shadows on the wall.
A tongue sipped sweet nectar
from cream filled silken folds
that quivered with each libidinous stroke.
Like wisps of smoke, her whimpers rose
aroused by sensual flickering.
Embers smoldering
until luxuria was sated.
Some Kind of Sensual Poetry Contest
sponsored by Nette Onclaud
6/3/2020 -- 44 words
Categories:
quivered, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
“Stealing our breath, you came down to us with angelic grace and you keep holding us under your magic spell” ~ By Poet
A precious little angel is born to us.
Our first grandchild, a bundle of joy,
Sent down from heaven, a blessing!
One look at her cherubic face
Made our hearts race in joy.
She looked at me with wide open eyes,
As if affirming a bond long established.
As if telling me, “Grandma, I am by your side,
To fulfil your yearning for a daughter
To fill the vacuum, you have long been feeling”.
With wonder and joy, we gazed at her angelic face,
- her tiny hands with long tapering fingers,
- her tender feet with cute little nails,
and her parted little lips that quivered to tell a tale.
Baby, you are fresh like the morning dew,
Beautiful like a fairy,
And fragrant like an opening flower.
You push your way like light seeping through,
Into our hearts and thoughts, day in and out!
Sweet one, we cuddle and hold you,
Close to our heart and thoughts,
And entreat God the Almighty to take care of you,
To bring pride and hope to your dad and Mom,
And hold the hands of your aged grandparents!
Categories:
quivered, appreciation, granddaughter, joy, love,
Form:
Free verse
She knelt upon a plank, plain oaken
(sable cloak, her mourning guise),
and sensed the breath of distant sighs,
pale shades of pain behind blue eyes…
While clasping close a cross-like token
(holding hope for those in need)
she prayed her Lord "please intercede,
my woes be washed, my soul be freed"…
Archangels, in the skies evoken
(candles flickered, shadows shivered),
through the panes, the moonlight quivered,
summoned forth, the wish delivered…
Forgotten words he once had spoken
(dimly echoed ’neath the dome)
swept sweetness of the honeycomb
o'er distant realms they used to roam…
At midnight's knell, in dreams awoken,
memories of love unfeigned…
Though loneliness of grief remained,
she still held hope… hope hadn't waned…
And when the dawn had early broken,
by the font, in peace, she lay…
As sudden as a sunset ray,
the light of life had slipped away…
Categories:
quivered, loneliness, love,
Form:
Rhyme
The silent kiss from the morning's sunbeams
softly brushed the beauty of your face
in a tender embrace of halo light
where my heart quivered in wonder
As our eyes began a spellbound affair
Time seemed still, and the world faded away
Clouds parted and sunlight spilled upon the land
The dawn became weightless when passion welled
into emotional boundaries crossed
where a moment of splendor allowed truth to breathe
like rose petals opening from a fragrant rose bud
seeking warmth from a wondrous sense of awe
When your beauty became a sensual vision
painted by dawn's breaking glow of sunlight
revealing your tender eyes from this silent kiss
that caressed the face I looked upon
As I wandered into the dewy eyes of love
Categories:
quivered, love, nature,
Form:
Free verse
I knew you from a distant dream
The sweet streams cry out
The dumb rocks perspire with dew
My heart flutters in your comely grace
You're more beautiful than the flower
And more sweeter than the nectar's burst
Your scent lingers like the wild breeze
Your hair escapes thro' the sad light
The blue moon dies on your lips.
Petal threads blew unannounced
It seems like a kiss has touched you
It seems like the fading light
And those wide brown lips trembles
Thro' the twilight songs of sweet lyres
Your words hold a certain sweetness
But my tongue is dumb as the rocks
Dumb to the long drawn kiss of your eyes
To but whisper a simple word
A swooning word of love
Before the morning light may spring
Before your hastening feet retreats
Down the dusty street
Where the fragrance shoots.
I knew you from a distant dream
The strangled notes of the sea
It died, then gave whisper to your name
The stars a laurel to your head
Your scarf on the lantern seas
My heart is clasped against yours
And then it beats soberingly fast
And then it breathes.... slowly
With love's tenderness.
I knew you from a distant dream
The night bled its frost that day
The popular shops shut their eyes
And the busy streets went to sleep
I've sank my eyes upon you
As a roving light humanly divine
Sank upon the half black earth.
I want you like the round plump grapes
That wavers in winters seasonal bloom
When the stars would rise and fall
On the quivered slender hues
Parked lightly on the bench.
There's a flame that does exist
It burns sweetly upon my dreams
There's a pulsating joy you draw
From the roots of my sorrowing heart
But I in this cold wide earth clung
To your cinnamon lips
And in your pleasant arms
Wide awake
Only to die again.
Categories:
quivered, dream, imagery, romantic,
Form:
Free verse
I have spent my days in love,
breaking through the surface of you…
laid restless with your undeniable
essence, tasted your spontaneity,
comforted your loneliness, quivered
within your beating heart, breathed in
your fire…I’ve walked your path
before your tentative feet
marked the stones, counted your tears
when you thought no eyes
cried with yours, suffered the bruising
of all your pain, sheltered you
secretly from pouring rain. I could paint
a meticulous picture of every crease
in your tender smile and listen to your laughter
like a favorite love song for all my days.
I could spend every moment with you
and forever discover a nuance to love,
for I love you with all I am…
and if one day I grow old and lose a piece
of who I once was, as memories
become fleeting and my earthly days
become digits on my hand,
I will hold onto this…
(not a thought but a feeling)
I will know in my heart, the stepping stones
your feet have marked, and I will follow you
into eternal light of love.
Categories:
quivered, dedication, life, love, romance,
Form:
Free verse
She slipped into the single’s club,
where an assortment
of horny guys and lonely hearts had assembled.
Some were there hoping to find that "special" someone
and some had come to chase away the blues,
tinkling ice in cocktail glasses soon to be refilled.
Others, who might be labeled commitment phobic,
had simply come to case the place for an easy lay.
Swinging svelte, mini-skirted hips lasciviously,
she strutted over to the counter
on legs that looked their longest and most shapely
from being hoisted on high red heels.
Every pair of eyes was trained on her.
Some in the club gawked
with eyes that hid beneath mascara-painted lashes, flitting envy.
Others leered with pupils dilating lust
from ogling the two soft protrusions in her tight white turtleneck.
Then with pink champagne in hand,
the goddess turned and surveyed her audience,
most of whom by now had looked away.
One remained, mesmerized, with eyes riveted on her.
He quivered when she caught his gaze
and strolled over to where he sat.
As she approached, he marveled at her face -
the chiseled cheekbones strong and high,
the dark eyes, luminescent and immense,
and curiously, an upturned nose so delicate
it seemed almost too perfect,
like one acquired from a sculptor’s hands.
He gulped when she asked him for a dance,
and as he asked this intriguing lady’s name,
he wondered at the timbre of her voice,
so provocative and low as she tossed dark brown locks
and said seductively,
“My name is Lola. L-O-L-A , Lola.”
Inspired by an old song from the 70's and
used now for Skat's the Premiere Contest number 10 Poetry Contest
Categories:
quivered, sexy,
Form:
Free verse
There was pity for one second for the victim in this case,
when 'Hilly', 'Bee' and me were walking to our drinking place.
We were slobbering in thought for what keeps us all afloat,
then 'Hilly's' eyes flew open wide - "Is that a hundred dollar note!"
A hundred 'bucks' was lying there upon the unknown nature strip.
'Should we hand it in' 'Bee' mentioned with a quivered bottom lip,
but the vote was three to zero when 'Hilly' mentioned that the 'brass',
"Would buy a slab of VB plus half an ounce of 'grass".
'Bee' and I ain't into drugs but seeing 'Hilly' found the cash,
we brought ourselves the VB and let 'Hilly' buy his 'stash',
then walked to the Catholic Church and sat around the back,
where we drank our first three cans and 'Hilly' opened up his 'pack'.
I watched him lick his papers, and stick together three or four,
and roll his 'grass' just like a 'snag' but then he broke the law.
He lit the 'joint' and took a drag, but then went 'glassy eye',
and from this point was senseless, and believed that he could fly!
Not only did he flap his wings; 'Hilly' thought that it was hot,
and stripped down to his birthday suit displaying what he's got.
'Bee' and I laughed at his antics 'til he ran out on the street,
and done his style of ballet dancing 'round, everyone he'd meet.
No matter how we tried to help him 'Hilly' stuffed the plan,
with a big grin on his dial and shouting out 'peace man!'
It might be alright for 'Hilly' thinking all the worlds at peace,
but that became a different matter with intrusion of p'lice.
Because we're in the company of a bloke whose floating high,
the coppers threw us in the van for what I don't know why!
But said they wanted statements from the pair of us, that's all,
while 'Hilly' stumbled out some garble 'bout making a phone call.
Now under legal obligation 'Hilly' dialed and then he spoke,
and in a very short time at the desk there stood a bloke.
The copper said, "Are you the lawyer, for that doped up dill?"
"No" the bloke replied - "I've got pizza's here for David Hill".
Categories:
quivered, humor,
Form:
Rhyme