Best Serendipity Poems


Premium Member Serendipity

August wind, glass moon,serendipity...
two chairs gazing at each other in tender flow.
Hundred miles away, clouds gather
to fondle the opening and closing
of after- midnight refrains,
both trespassing a continental divide
to awaken upon scrolls of ramblings
united by the sorcery of mystic spaces
between humid lenses.

On such lit evenings, I will surrender
to the maleness of a trembling heart ;
your cheeks swollen like yeast…a shaven head,
the blue of your shirt buried in my cellar
unbuttoning the heaving pauses 
between the nearness of our skin…

Chairs grind in wanton anticipation of palms
touching my hair… you whisper,
“ I adore you beyond words.”... and I; I falter
while a glint climbs into the almond of my Oreo eyes…
The scent of hours lingers as we wrap our fingers
into morn, owning a body language in play of charades…

Your mouth hushed, searching the curves of my spine
glazed by soft bites of an August wind
brushing our lips…until the slide screen fades off,
and we are dissolved into a paradise inhabiting
unborn stars. In raw enchantment, our warmed glances
wait for a next time, as if a tarot of angels
had known about serendipity.


PD's Best Love Poem # 3

Premium Member A Bank Teller’s Tale

had I woken with that headache 
then I would have stayed in bed
but because I felt much better
I got up for work instead.

had I got there any later
then it would have been my loss
as I would have missed arriving 
at the same time as my boss.

had my boss not turned to ask me
if I'd help him out that day
I'd have missed out serving people
at a branch two miles away.

had I sat behind that counter
any later than I showed
I'd have never counted takings
from the sports hall down the road.

had that customer not mentioned 
playing football on that night
my leg would not have broken
taking one year to put right.

because I went to hospital
(on that day that changed my life)
I met a nurse while on the ward
- and she became my wife!

Premium Member Serendipity Of Time


When my eyes meet your gaze 
The first eon in surprised time, 
Brushing into each other in a cafe 
The earth somehow wakes,
It knows your flesh 
embracing our marrow's warmth 
more encompassing than life's fate 
that my breath stumbles into ticks
of nightfall's irrepressible  lightness.

You are received by my body
as much as sky's flame--
Perhaps more 
As we breathe the same wind.
Could this be a new fondness?

...Yet raw this earth that wraps us incorporeal
 like stardust itself ;
And nameless as shadows
 in deserted moonlight,
nick of time freezes without notice
aligning our birthright with destiny
and like the clockwork of serendipity

 no one dares speak.


Premium Member Serendipity

Written: April 26, 2026, for contest sponsored by JCB Brul


serendipity—
a small sun in my pocket
warming everything
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Serendipity of Souls

Revealed in that ancient place
where roses become stone and lips dry as dead bone,
the ruins of love my home, hopeless heart shown damp as sorrow known,
rubble etched with tears of deceased romance, a barren face,
my hourglass of power tilted by a hand rough as sand,
body aching for velvet confection, soul suplicant for a loving land,
age dulling the dream for a companion champion, stifling the search,
venturing daily into the world of common hazard and animal angst
standing, fighting, surviving and creating alone, an eagle with no nest,
the sky infinite in distance, sea always pushing my vessel back to fortified beach,

Unexpected like beauty in hunting eyes
you arrived in my life's arena like a veteran of volatile virtue,
speaking as if prepared to die for desire, moving with mischevious fire,
you were my vulnerable Angel, most passionate pulse with carnivorous cries,
we consoled one another when truth seemed cold and trust had narrow view,
offering me the pinnacle pleasure of a Lady's plush rush, I became the love rider,
your flesh, a sanctuary of sexual salvation, your blood, the spirit of immortal rose
Divine Intervention guided you to me, and I to you, together the meaning of love grows

J.A.B.

Premium Member Serendipity

It matters not the timing of a day,
An absent mind that meets a busy street.

The driver of a bus who turns away
To better hear a joke behind his seat.

An accident, no planning to discern.
A curve of fate, be random or your turn


Gene Bourne
07-21-14





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Serendipity

satin silver skin
skimming sea swims seamlessly 
seldom seen surprise

Premium Member Ice Serendipity

Even the strongest of ice
Can crack and shatter
It’s only as strong
As the frozen matter

Water exists rigid
Porous and slippery
In great formation
With serendipity

The ice forms on branches
Where it comes and cracks
Bending the limbs down
Making them cling with tracks

A wall is formed
Right before my eyes
Whatever water does
Frozen ice denies

Russell Sivey

Premium Member Serendipity

who can predict, which water lily blooms - her glance meets mine
 
                                     18 Jan 2016
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.

My Serendipity

In my head you're totally gone
I live my life like a black swan
Decade passed  by
Still you're like disappearing pie..

Lucky enough to hear from you again
Hearing,telling stories like grain
I can feel something within
which very hard to explain.

My bags are packed
Unexplainable feeling attacked
I pray  and ask to the heaven above
Here we go,I'm ready to see you.

I look at you and you look at me
I smile at you to control my shaking knee
And that's when I realize
The best  thing in life are free.

When you laugh,and you grin,
When you hold me near
I let go off my worries
And all my fears.

We dance under the moonlight
As if we own the night
My heart begin  to dance
There's nothing like romance

Watch on my wrist remind me to go
Smiling and crying I stop to do
So kiss me now,mean it like I do
So I know you love me,Like I Do.

The way we miss each other
How we will try to cope,
But all we have to do
Is to wait by  the phone.

I promise not  to command you
But look what I did to you.
We hurt each other you know,
I wish,I wish we could make it up to.

The way you look at me
The sparkle in your eyes
It's truly beautiful and amazing..
How the time we spend together flies.

I just had one dream.
To see a rainbow once again..
It must be a new hope..
Serendipity and my forever.

P.S.
I dedicated this poem to the one who owns my heart within.

Premium Member Serendipity

And there it was
in all its glory…

Magical
glowing
in endless motion

graciously
lazily
putting on a show
just for me

content with my admiration
hypnotizing me
drawing me in
enchanting
in sync with my soul

communicating
somehow
a message
of love and peace
of harmony

entranced
time magically
standing still


AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on February 26 for contest ALL YOURS (FEB 28) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

Premium Member Serendipity

SERENDIPITY

commercialized like dippity-do
— the extra hold hair gel.

sounds like supercalifragilisticexpialidocious*
so fresh; and clean —
a nonsense word used
when you have nothing else to say.

and let’s not forget serenity now**
yelled uncontrollably
when you need to calm down.

one more, s’il vous plaîs:***
serene, dip, dippity-doo-da-yay!

s-e-r-e-n-d-i-p-i-t-y
yes, i love to play with you
my loquacious love.

defined as: (remember to say it fast and pedantically)
the faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable
(take a breath) or agreeable things not sought for****

i close my eyes in a honeysuckle fog.
the scent surprises me, dabs on my pulse points.
!!!!!!!!
i open my lids, and a friend,
i haven’t seen in eons, says hello.
!!!!!!!!!
my husband twirls me about
“serendipity” he says as he whisks me away to Paris.
!!!!!!!!!!

thus, i shall place my favorite word
in your hand like a flutterby,
i mean, of course, a butterfly —
the prism-break of 
r-o-y-g-b-p and moonbows.

perhaps... i’ll look into my palm
and see your word placed there.

i draw a breath, my heart races — and yes —
it’s serendipity all over again.

8/16/2019
Favorite Word Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Cooke

*Mary Poppins
**Seinfeld
***s’il vous plaîs - (sel-vü-ple) French meaning “if you please”
****from Merriam-Webster

You might wonder about my use of flutterby.
My brother used to give this word as a one
word clue to get me to say butterfly.

Serendipity

Two souls came together
And two hearts wept with joy
Prepared now, primed
Destined in time
Neither heart knew nor head
What magical moments lay ahead?

Who knew that the sun shone so bright?
Who knew and saw the colour of the sky?
Who knew the true scent of a rose?
Who knew the tenderness of a sigh?

Who knew the sincerity to give?
Who knew the graciousness to receive?
Who knew the emotions of another?
Who saw the miracle of a mother?

Who felt the pleasure of simple joys?
The touch of a hand, the taste of a breath
Who knew captivation would set you free?
Who knew such possibilities?

Who knew the world was so beautiful?
Who knew the grass was so green?
Who knew the vibrancy of life?
Because of you,
I SEE

Premium Member Sans-Serendipity

Normality is what I seek  but the
world revolves in its sans-serendipity. 
So many extra days thrown in, you see
the world on its own course, no one takes pity.

I enter boredom in another world.
I’m not in control of anything real.
But the the dog warms up my feet, unfurled;
my heart wanes of anxiety, and I’m healed.

Premium Member Serendipity

Serendipity

God’s hand, like a muse of the serendipity,
Makes His presence self-evident
In marvels colliding
When happy chances of happenstance
Tango with moments of pure whimsy –
Living epiphanies’ lifeblood 
In generosity flowing, spilling over, 
With revelation’s laughter of surprise
To stumble upon clear eyed condensed coincidence –
The synchronicity of planets aligned –
Lost in the waxing-waning cycles of moonrises
A plea born upon the lips of a servant’s heart,
For parallel footsteps in pilgrimages and side by side
Linked by servanthood planned for such a time as this.

Hearts of affirming collaboration bloom
Like flowers growing through concrete cracks
When rainstorms hurricane this battered plan
A living answer for pacing eyes
Sometimes blinded, wearing discouragement,
As hearts appear in surprise parties
With glimpses of encouragement –
Moments when hilarity finds a perfect bubble heart
On a flapjack’s edge
Or a coffee saucer wearing a topaz colored gem
Tar droppings screaming “Surprise!”
Or thunderheads giggling in celebration of floating miracles
Eternity’s prankster – vitality’s elan
Living in the playful realms of a-ha’s inspiration.

7-22-21
Contest: Muse
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

When I changed the name of my ministry to A Servant’s Heart I asked God “Are you with me?”  From that time on I have been seeing hearts – everywhere – even as recently as today!

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