Best Sapphic Stanza Poems


Premium Member Winter - POTW

Sapphic Poetry 10-22-24 
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Winter

Winter breathes a fantasy into morning.
Wreaths of icy crystalline drift through gardens.
Snowflakes dance a rhapsody over meadows
	Wonderland divine...

Flurries chant their signatures at the daybreak,  
Swirling wonder, shimmering crystal magic.
Falling silver serenades sing in plainsong -
         Seasonal carols…

Solstice cycle symphonies float like diamonds.
Jewels of the jubilee capture sunlight.
Barren landscapes murmuring transformations -
         Miracles abound.

Premium Member Sweet Winter Gifts

Snow is drifting; sugar-like are its crystals
falling on my tongue, but dissolving swiftly -
neither taffy-sticky nor toffee crunchy;
Eye-candy softness.

Twirling in the rosy pink sky of twilight -
cotton candy clouds are the heaven’s sweetness.
Night is falling. Silver becomes the skyscape.
Whiteness is tumbling.

Moon’s glow shows me mounds of a deeper snowfall.
Almond Joy now springs to my mind, but greater
comes the cheer my innermost child is feeling.
Winter brings Christmas.

Premium Member Spring Dawn

When the silky light teases, slowly filters
         through the land of drowsiness, gently rippling
               into ardent red allure, whispers linger
                            sweetly seductive.
 
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             Contest: Sapphic Stanza Number Three
                         Sponsor: Craig Cornish


Premium Member A Spring Miracle

April's mist has filtered the early sunrise,
Meadows spread their blankets of colored rainbows
Newborn lambs have nestled in clover cradles,
christened by dewdrops 





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By Carrie 3/17/15
For Craig's Contest: Sapphic Stanza Number Three

Premium Member A Macabre Dance

silky, shapely, shameless seductress, swaying

   tantalizing, torrid, entangled twining

      languid, luxe, libidinous, luscious luncheon ~

         Black widow spider






May 29, 2019
© P.S. Awtry  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Church Dinners, a Rumination

Bless the deviled eggs and the preacher’s children.
Grab a piece of fried-to-perfection chicken.
Coca-cola cake or banana pudding?
~ Prodigals welcomed






January 29, 2019
Sapphic Stanza with a JUX Poetry Contest
Craig Cornish, Sponsor
© P.S. Awtry  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Gentle Patterns

Shifting sands beneath me leave soft impressions
Like the gentle etchings upon my pages
It is not my goal to create a pattern
Ever enduring



February 3, 2019

Simulacrum

   Scintillating hues disperse on blank canvas,
        electric essence sparks azure palate mauve;
          incandescent lightning leads to the ballroom--
                       of galactic blaze.

   Vivacious seagulls draped in white fly afar,
      sing to forlorn sandcastles on tranquil shore;
        breathtaking notes vibrate subdued strings of breeze--
                   pearly mist of harps.

      Inhaling sultry waves of hot topanga,
          I flicker with burning golden lantern wick;
            awaiting tides adorned with velvet mirage--
                     your silk memories.

    Moonbeams rejuvenate my drowning desires,
         I write your name on sand to be washed away;
           your halo descends to embrace me with love--
                    on my yearning pier.



June 11, 2020
Pick-A-Title, Vol 19 - 4 Sapphic Stanzas - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title Chosen: Simulacrum

~Winner: 1st Place

Premium Member Dragon's Tooth

A top the verdant mountains of nirvana,
A most limitless effulgent radiance
Across azure sky, spilled crimson horizon;
                                a morning sunlight.

A knight stands, his hand gripping the swords white hilt,
His black tunic and cloak flapping in the wind.
The swords crescent hilt curved from a dragon's tooth,
                               he'd named, Dragon's Tooth.

He breathed in the aroma of petrichor.
He desired to see the dragons fly once more
Their large outstretched wings weaving between the clouds,
                             wild as black night silk.

Dragons roaring with the loud clap of thunder
Coloring the night sky with a thousand stars.
He walked home gripping Dragon's Tooth at his side;
                           their existence gone.


7/19/2020


Sponsored By:	William Kekaula
Contest Name:	Your Best Sapphic Stanza
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Still Night

Still night, calm night, night ever quiet, peaceful,
Be thou always here when the day is over;
Restful, silent, filled with the fallen dewdrops,
Gleaming in moonlight.

Still night, calm night, graced with a starry frescoe--
Virgin, Hunter, Pleiades, cross of sorrow--
Keep thy tales forever as softly fettered,
Gleaming in starlight.

Written by Isaiah Zerbst

Premium Member Kokopelli

Listen!  There’s a melody wafting sweetly,

Tempting blossoms liltingly. Watch enchantment!

Kokopelli’s bringing the beauty nearer.

Magical flautist!

For the Sapphic Stanza Number Three - Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish

Premium Member Moorland

Winter’s dusk forlorn on the moor has found me.

Sky has cried its tears; now I soak in stillness.

All at once, I hear in the gloaming - bird song

flooding the wasteland!


Feb. 4, 2019 
Entered Aug. 22, 2021 
for  William Kekaula's 'Your Best Sapphic Stanza' Poetry Contest

Premium Member Sapphic

Holding Adonis

In another place and another lifetime,
gazing into eyes that gazed back with passion.
Kissing you, loving you and how you touched me.
Summer’s moon watched us.

Are you in the world, my sweet lover? Are you?
Have you gone the way of the gods before you?
Blessed was I to hold you so closely. I was
holding Adonis.

For the "Guzzically Inspired Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Craig Cornish

Premium Member Amber Prints

Lady fair meandering verdant hillside
Tracing amber prints of a night that glimmers
With the vintage lace from a rosy springtime
Breathless her senses.





Sapphic Stanza # 3 of Craig Cornish
3/22/15

Sappho

Crimson lips, lovers awaken with a kiss
Creamy white skinned Goddesses resting
In a time where Socrates lusted after Sappho's 
Poetry and art.
 
The Grecian people worshiped her with
her beauty and exquisite prose. On the wings
of her art she played enchanting music arranged 
for immortality.

Golden chariots in fields of apples bold,
yet, solitary like one fallen from the tree, 
Sappho wrote her memoirs and music
while exiled, her death unspoken.

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