Best Recognitions Poems

My heart egos and my life drained from me
Simple life I live, I act as I know all
But I know not, no, not even a little
I earnestly seek for recognitions
But my life and my heart is a hole.
An empty vessel, soulless, loveless

I have been succumb...

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Nelson Mandela, crossed my spirited mind today, a visionary legend of peace, love, equality, and unity of all people.

As a prevailer of great affliction, he was like a Greek God fighting for the—"Common man!”

I had to sit and diligently read with excitement, how he unlocked...

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Kim had funny hair when we were in second grade.
She made bad grades and sometimes got paddled
for being late to school too many times.

She wasn't good at jumprope
she was the last picked for any team.

She wasn't someone got paid attention to,
by those of us that...

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Vincent Van Gogh
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Passion tormenting.
Acceptance?  Unholy flaw.
Vibrant colors capturing,
All alone he saw.
Beyond starry skies at night,
Honored by his vibrant brush.
Cypress glory, bright,
Embedded images hushed.
Country houses, peasants, cows,
Smitten.  His soul crushed.
Chestnut trees.  And coleus.
Perfected by sorrows eyes.
Lilac...

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He was born in Yonkers, just north of New York City.
This man grew up to be funny and witty.
While working in a luncheonette owned by his family,
with the art of patois, Sid displayed proficiency.

As a funny comedian, he made his presence felt.
Sid got his start...

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Let me give the facts straight
I didn't write this poem because I want to entertain you by my fascinating wordplays
I didn't write this poem to bring you to the deepest depth of my emotions
I didn't write this poem because I want you to relate and...

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I can only be sad when you are not,
I can only miss you when you are not,
My heart can simply grunt in long deep sighs --
When you are not here. 

In those university days when I used to melt in nature 
For long hours, and...

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The image in my mirror,
(Some loving mother’s son), 
Has no identity,
No name from anyone.

Mottled thoughts surround me
Each one a treasure trove
Living there as episodes
My past has lived and wove.

A woman in my doorway
Asks: “How you feelin’, Dad?”
But I cannot recognize
This wandering maenad.

Things appear before me
Throughout...

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Islands in the Stream

Islands linked together like forged argent charms, 
In straights of silent, surging currents,
Where Watchtowers of Fresnel lens sound fog sirens
Where sacred shoals harbor shame forgiven;
Lightships built high on cribs and Keys of truth finally seen 
As bright argand lamps on chariot wheels...

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For Mystic Rose Rose
Bring me Home
Poetry Contest
Tuesday
28th September 2021

Bring Me Home

Today back when

What I'd like to give you is

A subtle heady mix of perfume and cologne

Before or just incase my mind and
recognitions fail me

Based purely on my childhood memories 

Of what my mother and father's...

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Word Trio in D Minor

Who? Me?
Dude, I’m just a confused star-watcher like you.
The movie of life continually plays before us,
Here in the cinematic darkness of another dying day;
Celluloid memories dressed in black parade before us like lost ghosts;
We sad souls, hopeful but hopeless,
Scan the heavens...

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When wondering why
Earth is
as S/He are

Follow green capital wealth,
he monopolistically advised,
for playing more catastrophic
future win/lose games

And yet, remembered s/he,
also lead to future win/win learning
with full-spectral
deep mindful 
panentheistically organic
green vegetation nature,
and blue sky nurture,
and red skies at night nutrition

Dusky and well-moisturized
nonviolent communications
better trauma-informed physically robust health
of...

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For all that it is worth was contained in a single droplet of thought
in symbiotic deliverance
shall pass perhaps unnoticed by a billion suns
or find it’s way in chaotic course
discover the enchanted spells of Icarus

And in form so complex present itself

Centuries coalesce into a single moment...

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What Comes To Mind		

Busy work, not idle time,
no real thinking, blank and sublime.
Rake the grass, feel the breeze.
Sweep the walk of crispy leaves.
Washing dishes, pay no mind.
And soon the thoughts appear
I find.
Concepts flow poetically,
old ideas in simplicity.
Obvious recognitions;
never gave thought.
Now become a page of notes.
Emotions...

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Words After New Year

The words are dwindling now
but they will come again
in time, towards this year
with the purity of silk strewn
through a ring.
I will wait for the words 
because unlike politics
these things have to be 
seen to, with patience
and care like a plant
on mulched sand.















Sadness...

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