Best Reinvigorated Poems
Essence melancholic bemoans, echoing soul’s doleful cry
When clamors of unrequited love, earnestly amplify,
Bruised yearnings of deep desires, as lovelorn heart sighs,
For the longings of shattered passions, tearing her eyes.
Deep feelings of emptiness, no longer can she bear,
Burning with intensity, as wistful flames of rejection flare,
From the void of emotions, from sinful, loveless affair,
Bawling now in frustration, blaring anguish of despair.
Soul grieves for love elusive, she believed to be true,
The kind that blossoms hearts; and doting minds woo,
Alas! It was a tantalizing allure, irrevocably gone askew,
An illusion, alike gems, refracting from morning dew.
Soul rises from abandonment, escaping abyss of grief,
Deploying enlightenment, vying calm of ethereal relief,
As cohesion and congruity reconnect to angelic bliss,
Releasing negative feelings, rekindling love-vibes amiss.
Spirits reinvigorated emerge from dreaded goodbye
As soul’s insight redirects influence of love drifting awry,
Exiting barren desert, to find oasis on the other side,
Entrusting mystique of love, passions romantic confide.
Categories:
reinvigorated, heartbroken, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme
Amplifying vehemence of thunder, roaring on skyline ablaze,
Lightning strikes, shattering clouds, sparkling scorching haze,
Blasting dry, sunstruck meadows, drenching thirsty terrain,
Gushing streams, rushing thrust ferocious of turbulent rain.
In realms of dimming yonder, trees whirl, shake, and sway,
Grooving to rhythms of foothills, expressive of feisty ballet,
As incessant downpour pelts, dispersing sweltering heat,
Dancing on prairies and rivers, resounding a boisterous beat.
Down the mountain, over plush valley, beyond an arid knoll,
Breezing with the fleeting storm, reinvigorated vistas scroll,
Scintillating in beams of gold, twilight soon brings to fore,
Adorning arc amethystine, where dream-scapes violet soar.
Enlightened in scarlet rays, as grimace of humid malaise decays,
Revealing a glint, avid day, piercing through tenebrous daze,
Misery retreats rapidly, withering anguish of a vanishing day,
Engraving motifs crimson, upon tapestries once mired in gray.
Reveling in unfolding scene, gawking eve’s resplendent tempo,
From the street, through windows, fixating on the skylit show;
Eyes enamored now applaud~ orange, indigo, smile of rainbow,
Peeking through blazing halo, flaunting art of evenfall aglow.
Categories:
reinvigorated, rain, summer,
Form:
Rhyme
A flower is still in bloom
As the summer exiting soon
And, the sweet smell is tempting
But, soon it will lie down
To give way to a sprouting bud
Then butterflies keep hovering
Of differing beauty of the future
Obliviously, time may have walked so fast
And, the bud reinvigorated
Later to spread out her exotic petals
Flower, you are endowed not abandoned.
Categories:
reinvigorated, life,
Form:
Free verse
Dark thunderclouds hover uneasily
over the red mesas and arroyos.
I can feel the tingling sensation of
charged air, an unnatural quiet
as the thick, humid air seems to
catch its breath, anticipating.
Suddenly the landscape is overwhelmed
by electric white veins of lightening
that flash and spread like roots
shooting down towards the desert floor.
Urgent rumblings reverberate
under my feet as I anticipate
the loud claps of thunder to follow.
Large, beaded raindrops, lukewarm
begin to drop steadily onto the dry
dusty terrain, marking the sandy soil
causing plants to rise up like
excited exclamation points.
I savor the moment, relishing
in the wonder of nature's drama
admiring the intense power I see
feeling reinvigorated and renewed
in body, mind, soul and spirit.
Written on 8/10/2016
Categories:
reinvigorated, nature,
Form:
Free verse
the rhino & cougar conundrum
fair enough to say that when
s/he got into it, when she dove
head-first into the pool of passion with
both eyes closed & arms outstretched,
that there was an inherent excitement
to be found attractive at his/her age
by someone so much younger &
all the fantasies in the head
from carnal sex to just getting to
stroll down the street with
this young thang hangin’ off her/his
shoulder (and the whole world seems to be
jealous)
run rampant,
as the romance gets off with a bang,
banging like bunnies persists &
s/he feels reinvigorated,
for this new young person in his/her life
becomes an integral part in
the beefing up of what had been a falling
self-esteem,
a failing personal value, a
slave to the depreciation of age &
this culture that wants absolutely nothing
to do with.
and as time passes, s/he even begins to think
that this could become something real &
that all the doubts of his/her friends
may not be proved correct &
after convincing him/herself that these very
doubtful friends are in fact
jealous,
s/he quietly, secretly, tells him/herself
that quintessential delusion…
that this person just might be
“the one.”
quick came the wandering eyes &
the insecurities came bubbling,
with an oozing jealousy of everyone around &
the double whammy stirring in the mind
that this young thang that said rhino/cougar
had hooked, could simply leave one day
with the rest of their lives ahead of them,
having burned away “the prime of one’s life”
like the proverbial candle wick.
so in fear, the rhino/cougar begins to do things
that they never thought they would,
in order to “keep” the young thang in their lives---
in the bedroom, they bow to the will of their
young lover, in the bar, they half to at least meet
them half-way under the table &
if need be, they must lose weight, dress in revealing
clothing, mingle with every friend, no matter
how dirty or strung out,
so much so, that the rhino/cougar lives in eternal worry
that their days are numbered,
wondering that if they get out now,
that they’ll have enough pizzazz to hook somebody else,
or that they will have to push themselves to the
furthest limit, in order to stay in this.
Categories:
reinvigorated, life,
Form:
Free verse
While sitting back and listening
to my confreres in their conversation
a glass of wine – red and quite strong
with Tuscany’s best Brunello as a brand,
gives that taste so good; a fodder.
Its spirit makes me reinvigorated
as I think about relationships;
be they human or in a different context
generates that appetite to communication.
Served as a conventional version
in any gathering or a meal, for example,
wine is indispensable, inevitable –
especially for the Italian people.
Uncalled and strange to my culture
having a wine on the table
makes my Asianness wonder
that truly this is wonderful!
It’s a beautiful experience I tell you,
a relaxing moment with a glass of wine
itts goodness and meaning to celebration;
adds glitter and joy to every person.
With an inspiring mood it unfolds,
spontaneity like in music with rhythmic vitality,
with benchmark sentiments and robust sound
wine’s spirit in general makes me speak up
and interiorize certain reflections about human life.
Categories:
reinvigorated, food, imagination, me, wine,
Form:
Narrative
On the cusp of stepping into your promised land
Listen to the little voice
Enjoining you to cling, to hold on for dear life to the hand
Of God where your boundless choice
Lies in wait to reset your bearing and course
To restore, renew the vitality
God bestows on you from his divine source
Teeming with both quantity and quality
Essential to conquer forces that had you blind
At work, in your education, in your social circle
Where hard you try you slide on to a lemonade rind
Crying, sighing, whining, whinging as debacle upon debacle
Heaps on you sorrow that knows no thrift
Crushing you like a boa constrictor
Primed to nullify, magnify, modify and horrify your every shift
To the glee swimming on the face of a detractor
Until a little voice from within your conscience nudges you
To return to the mighty hand of God
To plan, design, prepare and begin anew
Against the cold odd
To recharge your faith battery
Fly again despite your broken wing
Back to God’s factory
Away from the swing of bling and closer to the zing
God extends to enable you to rise from ashes like the proverbial sphinx
Redesigned, reconfigured, reinvented, reinvigorated, renewed
As God’s hand breaks you free from the jinx
Where forays into madness had you crushed, smashed, thrashed and stewed.
Categories:
reinvigorated, poems,
Form:
Free verse
Paths of my destiny are filled with thorns and thistles
Not only where I walk but where I lay my head to rest.
Rest is my God given ability, the way my body is capable of deciphering the message from my brain that screams these bones are wasted!
Rest! Lay them down!
See if my bones crafted by the almighty are able to decipher a message from my brain that dictates to my being that all in me needs to retire then it must be for a reason
A reason to be restored, renewed, reinvigorated, resuscitated
See my brain works in wonders,
Much like my creator he works in mysterious ways.
I bet you all wonder what I'm going on about?
I also wonder the message I'm meant to deliver
See I heard him say rest and I wondered why
I heard him say rest and I thought it was for my bones
It got me thinking
If my bones can decipher a message from my brain to lay these bones then what power does the God who crafted these bones and composed this brain have.
I'm telling you it all started from REST, this wonder I have at his magnificence
My God who created the brain that can dictate to my being and my bones that can decipher a message from my brain that these bones need to rest.
I'm confused about my brain, I don't know the message I'm meant to send.
The only thing I'm sure of is the God who composed my brain, for a reason he gave me a season
This season to wonder about my brain and my bones
To write it over and over and over again
To get confused about brains and bones and words
But to always be clear about his amazing wonder
About his majesty, king of glory To spread the word of his grandeur, my saviour
The joy of my life, love of my life
Redeemer, savior the one who found me when I was lost
Rescued me from my confusion, my foolishness
Cleaned me dressed me up and loved me just as I am
Don't get confused about his love.
Categories:
reinvigorated, christian, confusion, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Box of Light
A little box, within the Light,
A part of dream, a shining bright,
Revealed to me, a great insight,
Health and well being,
Delight,
Produced by the all-seeing one,
interstellar flight, yet is done,
to build the strength of only some,
ancient in their plight,
of deef n dumb, birthright,
tomorrow burns so brite,
of wellness ethereal site,
where God is number one,
and truth is burning blight,
mercy for the merciful,
this passing of the light,
be mindful of the one,
white fire doth incite,
Don Johnson
I was thinking this old body was getting old and decrepid as they do,
and perhaps i could be rebuilt in body too?
and almost awake i saw the little box of light a pouring through,
the contents seemed to be a sparkling blue tinged white of light,
so sharp it hurt the eyes the awesome sight,
was this my answer meditate the light a flowing through,
to clear all blockages and stumbling blocks, yet to do,
a rebuilt you ...it just bloody might,
to give you strength and power, it's your right,
don't hold back the blocks,
and strength will fill you too!
Don
Yes babe
I will pray for your health too right!
I was asking the question about being reinvigorated...and after or during a nap I got the vision of a little shabby box with light breaking out of it...so came the verse....we do have spiritual blockages ...try to break through em...."use the force Luke" get the brain on the plane fly out of the rain...just try it....subconcious motivator perhaps.
want you well babe....Don
Categories:
reinvigorated, adventure, old, light, body,
Form:
Rhyme
***Hope springs eternal, and I agree***
Tears Of Joy
Unlike the alleviating silence of a forest
tribulations consumed his face
Struggling against insurmountable odds
begging for undeserved grace
The aggrieved heart time mends
murmur reinvigorated unspoken love
Positivity safeguards the enervated mind
needing answers from above
Eyes pointed to the night skies
mesmerized by a star navigating alone
His soul awaken as solitude awaits heaven
for meteor showers in June
Jubilation imbued with emotions
evoke songs celebrating her radiance
Crying tears of joy silhouette in darkness
render a mystical rain dance
02/03/2018
1:57 a.m.
West Palm Beach
Florida USA
Categories:
reinvigorated, celebration, courage,
Form:
Rhyme
Wondrous be the songs which those loving hearts
do exclusively sing, just as the feathered
songsters do perform their morning songs which
greets the reinvigorated rousing day;
too billions of hearts sing their songs of love.
Categories:
reinvigorated, heart, love,
Form:
Free verse
In the grand scheme of balances, distances, experiences, instances, circumstances, I forgive you
Although previously I wish I knew
Your love could sometimes grow untrue
Prompting me approach and tactic to reconsider
To avoid making a serious blunder
That turns me into a mere bystander
To developments we evoke
With every bond brushstroke
As with skill and savvy we revoke
Steps that in the long run provoke
Cupid’s ire
To plunge you and I into the pyre
That burns residues and remnants that expire
When we put our best foot forward to consolidate the best scenario
You and I have sampled in Ontario
In the company the awesome trio: Mario, Dario and Rosario
To reinvent our rejuvenated and reinvigorated relationship
On a love voyage on an amorous ship
Where we grow more than face value friendship.
Categories:
reinvigorated, poems,
Form:
Free verse
At the ascension of the crystal
Stair of humanity, I embrace the totality of each step, each more carefully navigated. The creaking of uncertainty and discord from previous steps flashes before my thoughts, as each leg is lifted only to be forgotten amongst the dynamic placement of each foothold,with any of aforementioned merely a faded picture within loquacious movement, but a mirror with no reflection, for there is no looking back into conquered darkness only a transition up the staircase to a familiar void, desolate yet forthcoming At the same time. Levels become legality of stride each one freeing up, making up, reinvigorated me,keeping my mind on constant guard of the attack , for the mountain top, has a valley in which this ascension can't and won't be, nor will it incapacitate, for I will never be God willing a reprobate mind or soul, elevation has its whole. And may this staircase take me to every blessing and aspect earned and deserved, allowing personification in every word.
Lamar a. Williams Sr.
Categories:
reinvigorated, growth, hope, passion, universe,
Form:
Free verse
what we’ve got here
is much more than a failure to communicate---
for what has been happening for years is only
intensifying---
our behavior as a society is not one in which we even attempt to rehabilitate,
medicate or give therapy anymore---
instead,
a very very small fraction of the population
which owns everything & thrives from the
desecration, degradation & detriment of
others within these borders,
has found new ways to profit from the collective misery of those that it deems
“correctable.”
how long this unsustainable process will be able to play its game of
make-believe
is anybody’s guess,
but the reality is that when people are locked up
they generally are not happy with those that locked them up &
so if you are out here,
walking around free,
as if none of this concerns you...
you need to wake up.
the ignorance & silence concerning those that this country
considers its
garbage,
needs to be addressed,
and a sense of justice must be reinvigorated
(if one believes it ever existed in the first place)---
it has to be commanded by those that have been sleeping,
for those that fill their bank accounts with the money rolling in
are just going to cash out
and fly to the moon,
or one of the private islands being built in international waters.
you & i will be the only ones left on the outside when the gates finally come crashing
down.
so,
the clock is ticking &
one needs to take a side---
best you hurry up
now.
Categories:
reinvigorated, life,
Form:
Free verse
Without a warning from it nor a whine from me, I was first captured. In that
same moment I was arrested. I then embraced the moment, or was it I who was embraced? I shall never disregard nor underestimate the emotions and the power of 'A Moment'. A moment takes no regard for anything with which one may be presently engaged. The moment makes no suggestions, but only demands that we stop and stand in attention to whatever it commands. Before the moment ever arrives, it has already devised the beauty of its embrace.
I tell you, it turned my head quicker than the love of my life at first site. I confess, no human has ever floored me like that young lady I met in Evanston
50 years ago, but I have to say that the tree across the street, flashing like a neon sign on a glorious fall day, defies all comparisons. As I walked down the second floor hallway of our home, I looked up and through the window. It was 'The Moment' that captured and arrested me. 'That Moment' promises me a golden memory of a lifetime.
It happened more than 10 years ago at a very busy season in my life, but she stopped and dared me to daze into her golden brown leaves and her outstretched limbs. No, it wasn't the Tree of Life in the Garden of Eden, but in a flash, an instance, 'That Moment' refreshed my life and reinvigorated my entire being.
072720PSCtest, Just A Moment, John Lawless
Categories:
reinvigorated, autumn, beauty, seasons, time,
Form:
Verse