Best Salutation Poems
Mother Teresa, I salute thee!
Thou art,a pious soul and
Indeed God's chosen messenger
and harbinger of hope to millions
of suffering downtrodden -
destitute women,orphaned children
Sick men and women and lepers
whom the society hated to see even;
The gentle touch of thine hands
healed their sufferings and gave them
A ray of hope to live and self-assurance;
And indeed you've performed miracles
Which the Pope has recognized, and of
which in your noble life time
You never even spoke or mentioned
And that speak volumes of your humility;
And you lived a glorious life of selfless service
To the uncared for poor and innocent humans
And I look forward to the day
The great church of God bestows
Sainthood on thee so that the world
would soon remember thee as Saint Theresa
God's chosen soul and saint of the twentieth century
I salute thee Mother Teresa!
~Morning Salutation~
(Lai)
Sunr'se softly soars in
Greets all with a grin
Bells rings
Folks get out, go in
The suns a tad din
Kids sings
Making notes with pins
Love birds sweet songs in
Hearts brings.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
August.24.2015
Barchans go on droughting in Yagyakarta sods
outpaced here I throw a soliton in gaze-mirage
*
Here we stand on this, the Lee of
Dual Sandhorns { and they
the Phantom Tips of those horns they know what you say -
such fees to demand and how you shall pay no dues!
I’d rather make alive downward facing forms of genesis! I
know, I do know of raining beyond the slip face,
of angles reposed to the honest tenor of our shared Ocean Sky,
where the firmament congeals
to dream postures of
Carretera Interoceanica
where pools in the cool shade of memories that yet are to be
remember of strange filaments, of knees
reclining and worn to urn-dust in their riggings,
reduced to the once-wet bones of Joshua ash and yet!
i r i d e s c e n t s t r e a m s
punch
through
the utmost firmness of form - coalesced
in situ hubrisae,
borne still upon gusts of human wresting,
human heft en masse like all your favorite waves of sound, water and light
slammed by force into prophecies that might
release -
and so unseen
be,
like Zastruga-dew trees
or this home we call Kzynda.
Squiggle a sketch of me
Before the dawn appears
And i move on with flocks
Salute me with the best salutation you can
May be this is the last memory we share
And seperation is destined
The caravans are on the way
Look into my eyes
You see no fear and my hands won't tremble
War and love both are important
Kiss my forehead
And hug me a farewell
May be ,this is the last romance
Chants of victory
you will hear before dusk
May be i will not come back
Don't moisten your eyes and regret not
Its not betrayal
Moments of love are often short
If some one brings you the news of my death
You should not believe
Rather celebrate the victory
Surely i shall have spilled my blood
Don't count me in stars
Search me in your heart
I will be there forever, alive
And those western winds
Carry my soul
Honour them with smiles
And don't be sad
This will be the last salutation for sure
I know where I must go now that you’re gone
Though I won’t leave just yet
I need time
A moment to sit and be sad
I choose to mourn because there is no other option
No solution but to cry
To celebrate what was and to weep for what I can no longer have
It’s nobody’s fault
Change is too natural to pin any blame
We’ve felt it for a while
Steadily growing
Softly creeping like vines up a crepe myrtle
I hate this goodbye
It’s less than halfway
Don’t kid me, is it even goodbye?
No: we will still smile as we pass each other
A simple gesture now devoid of meaning
You don’t love me like you did
And maybe I don’t either
It’s change
A slow, crushing farewell in disguise
I won’t keep you
I do understand
Life is tumultuous and you’ve found your fit
I just wish I could’ve been molded in too
But it’s better to flow freely than shoved in a box that is not correct
For now I can do nothing but sob
Fat tears roll down my cheeks
Feeling forsaken, abandoned, alone
Finality seeps in our tone
Fragments of memories whirl past my perception
Flashbacks to moments, gold and silver hued
Forlorn, I hiccup as I try to catch my breath
Yet everything is ok
Sadness is the first stage of acceptance
Dawn flings new light
As eyes sense sight
The urge of morn
Sings to the dawn
Light brings new sense
To time and tense
Live well this day
With fun and play
Start with good cheer
See faith purge fear
End with clear poise
That knows sure voice
Let tale now speak
To paint fond tweaks
In just a smile
Grand thoughts can style
Look within now
To know endow
Look deeper here
To live good cheer
Look and you'll see
Truth and beauty
Know this for sure
Joy makes you pure
Know who you are
A brilliant star
Nothing can mar
True love lives far
Dare brave your fate
As cheer fills plate
Dare be just you
As finesse ques
Dare live with zest
In journey quest
When the end comes
Love floods the sum
Leon Enriquez
17 November 2014
Singapore
Centered, I envision my next flux for the illuminant
Deepening each stretch, I angle to the ruminant
Breaths breathed deep, I press into a bent round
Clearing my mind space, hands grasping at the ground
Mornings pass by, entering each one in the same
Renewing by imitating nature's avid, sparking flame
Rhythm artlessly singing, conflict emptied at the door
Consciousness absolved, my bond begins here on the floor
Each morning I stretch and start my day
Be the sun asleep or just away
I smile while looking up at the sky
Oftentimes the sun is nowhere nigh
I do my sun salutation way on high
Because I know the sun's nearby
It won't be long till we see its ray
And its smiling face comes back our way
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
As we gather here today we pray for safety
please pull out your net Lord and gather us in
We ask for you to strengthen our immunity
and help us to believe, no matter how hard it has been
We ask that our souls would catch the wind of your spirit
and glide us into your sailing promise of prosperity
May we live each day to our fullest without dispirit
and keep ourselves vigilant, hawkeyed and free
Lord please fill us with your peace that we may live
in the knowledge and hope of a new regeneration
may we never forget our objective and prospective
as we journey on, with true dedication
Let us believe in your guidance like the Holy Grail
so that we may hang sturdy, and never fail.
I chose Invocation (metaphorical)
D-edication and salutation
A-re penned by the composer;
W-ith regards and greetings,
N-atal day celebrant feels better.
N-ame on February thirteenth
O-pens the annual occasion;
V-ery awesome author
U-ses dedication and
S-alutation.
Behind the guise of the masks & words
lay a truth concealed by clever nouns & verbs
Now a fire's lit to match the lies with truth
bearing an eternal flame lighting a wick with proof
From the trees they shoot with a sniper's undertone
engaging an atomic bomb coming overhead by drone
A soldier that's underscored for walking alone by sight
comes with ghosts in tow hidden within his light
He understands their plight & quiet desperation
but warns of stoking his fire by further escalation
Born of desolation he was groomed to grow & know
that he was conceived to rise despite what lay below
The star of his own eternal show that many seek to hide
because of a light too bright for their seedy eyes
Behind the chides & snarky smart remarks
hides an admiration that seems to light their spark
A source of inspiration he seems to attract a hate
that seems to hunger for drama that's hard to sate
He responds to this by cutting it down to size
leveling trees in mass that were never meant to rise
His eyes are clear & not overcome by haze
so, he sees the truth that overcomes malaise
The brazen shots are similar to shooting stars
so, he made a wish dodging the shells & shard
Once scarred by love he was offered a 2nd view
of deceptive hearts that like to hide the truth
Unveiling frauds is sticky but he uses tact with game
leaving lies exposed & them stuck with shame
Ahead of his time with range exceeding years of light
& what is physically possible for earthly sight
He'll continue to shine & with that leave the shade
behind with fallen trees & the wood they made
Beautiful i love you
and love you
you are the salutation I love you
greetings so humble and
I love you gratitude
in session incarnate
Agape rains pours from above
Beautiful i love you
and love you beautiful
You are
9/16/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
E-xcellent
L-itterateur
I-n
Z-est
A-pplies
B-irthday
E-vent
T-o
H-appily
B-ring
I-nspiring
S-alutation
H-aving
O-ffered
P-oem
Topic: Birthday of poetess Elizabeth Bishop (February 08)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-essages
A-re
N-icely
U-sed
E-xpressing
L-ikable
S-alutation
I-n
L-ine
A-s
G-reetings
A-rrive
N-aturally
Topic: Birthday of Manuel F. Silagan (January 23)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
C-omposer
A-uthors
R-egards
I-n
S-weet
S-alutation
A-s
V-ertical
E-xpression's
N-ote
T-ruly
U-ses
R-ighteous
A-crostic
Topic: Birthday of Carissa P. Ventura (March 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic