Best Rays Poems
It promised to be a bright starry night
as the sun dipped over the horizon.
Poignantly poised the few clouds scatter
as majestically the moon makes her appearance.
So close as she starts her nightly sweep
her rays near bright as day, regally
she dominates the dark sending it to oblivion as
she highlights this and that according to her whim.
Fickly she slips behind some clouds and
plunges the lands into inky darkness.
Laughing with glee she travels to her zenith
hovering there perfectly framed in beauty.
Now past her apex time rushes on as she dips down
her stellar light slowly begins to fade away.
With a final flick she bathes the world in silver
then bows to the dawning sun as she slips away
Murmur ambience above the endless
horizon freewheel briny breeze filled sea.
Nascent movements from their shells come to be
unfurled winks, life beating hearts is timeless.
Calm hums over the ocean and appease
the emotional storm; where bright blue sky
meets the indigo sea, cap speechify
sea foam waves roll into shore shortly ease
before moving back into the sea depth.
With a deep breath of woven weariness
emerge with no utter rebuff weakness
white salt spray in its size and greatest breadth.
Gems of life marine mammals, coral, fish,
turtles, seabirds, rays, octopus, and starfish.
8/13/2019
Poetry Contest: 'Your best sonnet July-December 2019'
Sponsored By: John Hamilton
Get ready cause here is the next pontification
In regards to my said, beloved’s infatuation
Hear me thee, here do be, the truth of the situation
Which once was the source of said aggravation
After having arrived at many carnal rotations
Yet to me this was more than just merely fornication
Unless it is just about you and your manipulation
Telling me that there was never a foundation
That it was all about the sexual sensation
Confusing are your words in there translation
They were your words of emotional declaration
Saying, that they are your truthful and honest proclamation
That we were was then had been your chosen words of articulation
Did they not bare as authentic in authentication?
Yet, I would never take advantage of your inebriation
You had already been thru enough of that brutalization
Though we both do know, we do have difficulty in communication
Though to me, it is just temporary blocks of frequency channelization
Amplified by the vodka laced with fruit juice for your gestation
This does be the biggest and truest reason for our causation
And the reason being for my excommunication?
If this does draw me as the fool in this poetic explanation
Then paint me as the man who holds much inner vexation
As we come here now to this thee summation
Because I still feel this be your true vibration
You are truly good enough and worthy enough for a higher lofty elevation
First glorious happy soft morning rays,
To the 'dismal dreary darkness', they bid adieu;
The 'golden gleaming glint', to all living beings, a boon;
The still lake sparkles in 'bright light' beams;
Oh how the pebbles 'reflect' the sun, making a picture 'perfect'! Such
is the beauty of the radiant sunshine that eagerly I
await for, every morn, to bask in its warmth. Can
there ever be a 'greater gift' here in earth from Above?
Date: 09/03/2022
The A's Have It Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
The blushing rose can no longer linger
As summer wanes in its glow
Autumn's chill, and winter's icy fingers
Will bring those shivering days we'll come to know,
And perhaps a sprinkling of light snow
The once abundant harvest of sunshine
diminishes with shortening days
as my thoughts are consigned
to butterflies frolicking in summer's last rays
Sweet summer memories will never be lost
But will be retrieved, when morning dew
turns to hoar frost,
and when cold wet days of gray replace skies of blue.
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9/14/2015
No sound of a voice could be heard
The sight of the Self quite blurred
As silence into disarray dissolved
And no single truth could be discerned
I need to rise above all that I feel
Reach an inner state of mystic zeal.
*****
A busy bee and a word weaver
Now body feeble and in fever
I could hear the voice of pain
To soothe the aches was in vain
Like a breath caught by the flame
I gasp a fervent prayer and call His name.
*****
The silence, now I broadly see
The pain has been awakening my esprit
Opening my heart to a decryption key
God’s grace and blessings a sea
How wouldn’t I pray and praise?!
As my soul with a granted life rays..
As Dawn Woke, Uttering Its First Shining Rays
As dawn woke, uttering first shining of its rays
Night's darkest veil vanished into whispering winds
Rooster's clear crow, signaling a wonderful day
Full of life, with golden treasures love's truth portends
Bliss a'flowing as our love endures, as we pray.
From soft flowering fields, precious dream comes to me
As cool winds blow, I see deep longing in your eyes
Looking at our names, carved in that Sycamore tree
Our promises made under brightest moonlit skies
Ringing forth again, love vows from romantic seas!
My Love, Time can never your soft-kisses erase
Nor those nights we begged passion would never flee
I long to see you walking in beauty and grace
Beneath the massive arch of those tall black-oak trees
Nothing in this empty world, can your love replace!
As dawn woke, uttering first shining of its ray
Night's darkest veil vanished into whispering winds
Rooster's clear crow, signaling a wonderful day
Full of life, with golden treasures love's truth portends
Bliss a'flowing as our love endures, as we pray.
Robert J. Lindley, 7-03-2019
Rhyme, ( Where Sweet Treasures Abound )
Note- Original version from 1979
edited today 7-03-2019 to present as is now composed....
tulips turn their heads toward the warm sun
they drink in the sun’s bright rays
springtime is here to stay
Bright Sunny Rays, Sent This Soul Into Glee
I woke that clear morn in dew laden grass,
Still dreaming, of night's paradise before.
Our Love had flown away, from its impasse,
I was broken deeply within my core.
Yet new dawn and hope grabbed me by the hand
Cried out, do not let her just slip away
You're worthless, unless you now take a stand
Seek her, else bear pain til your dying day
Bright sunny rays, sent this soul into glee
I am hers, and she is meant for me
Off to her distant place my new-heart raced
Soon would be joy, sweet dreams there born anew
Let die, angry words that had her disgraced
For Love, she must give mercy that was due
Love, can not falter if its heart is right
She saw me coming, raced forth with a grin
Her dancing glow, such a heavenly sight
Saying again, our Love vows til the end
Bright sunny rays, sent this soul into glee
I am hers, and she is meant for me
Robert J. Lindley, 3-15-2017
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 200
Total # Words: 162
Note- Old poem from the mid-70's.
Heavily edited today and now presented.
Moonlit Rays Bounce On Jasmine Scented Hair
She first came to me in the setting sun
her long searching soul wondrously agape
that June night dancing having youthful fun
in her arms, I begged for no escape.
Moonlit rays bounce on jasmine scented hair
as earth, time itself stood silently still
none matched or could her bluest eyes compare
for beauty's truth and grace of that night's thrill.
Days glory resplendent, hours were treasure
morns set each soft and deep romantic kiss
her heavenly touch was beyond measure
we sought heart's every moment not to miss.
She coming to me with the setting sun
I would again race to in a mad run.
Robert J. Lindley, Aug 3rd, 1979
edited and presented 6-27-2020
Sonnet, ( Romantic fervor and sensual delights )
( Where In Youth A Great Treasure Was Once Found )
Note:
From a memory thus was born
feast of love and youthful kissing
she from my arms fatefully torn
heart shall forever be missing....
Sunshine can be found even on a gloomy rainy day. Yes, it can be found. You might think that I'm crazy for saying that. But it's true, you can find sunshine anywhere. It's omnipresent. Maybe it's in your smile and you just have to find it by looking at your pictures when you were just a baby or 9 or 10 full of dreams and sunshine of course. You see, finding it is not that hard. The real thing is whether you want to find it or not. Maybe try rummaging through some memory drawers of yours, you might find a gem if the drawers are of great quality. Well, never go looking for the rain, you can always find it in your eyes. Gloomy days have their own value just like every emotion has its own taste. Happiness tastes like a soothing, delectable dessert after eating something spicy when you finally breathe after a day full of sadness and the wisdom that slowly pulls you out of the dreary dark feels like sunshine. How beautiful life is! I think tasting every emotion is living your life to the fullest. Dear reader, go and find that sunshine or eat that dessert that has been waiting for you.
Here comes after the
Ferocious rain pattering,
Wise rays of sunshine.
A winter morning wakes up with clouds and sun.
The dim light comes through the window.
Thoughts and feelings mixed up welcome the angel rays greeting us.
Such a delightful moment to
be appreciated.
Such a touching second to be absorbed by our mind and heart.
Painted in a canvas, it will be my Picasso
emotions painted
~an expression on the walls
signed by angel rays~
the Daffodils bloom
bright yellow in the garden
shining rays of hope
Heidi Sands
4/24/21
[Poet’s Note : “daisy” originates from the Old English word for day’s eye which meant The Sun. Apparently the flower was given this name because of its rays of petals around a centre & a short lived spring life]
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slumber
rise shine
winter
done run
shiver
spring bring
flower
wishes
paths cross
in dross
she speaks
listen
white rays
one day
blow straight
no hate
daisy
cadence
face grace
no haste
Amongst the Silence
There is Light
A Peace of Self
Rays that Hold Me Tight
A Inner Beauty
Which leads My way
I am summoned to obey
May the Lord Bless this Day.....