Best Shiver Poems
~ From hand to heart in rhythmic movements
... happiness is trembling in the wind ~
- quote by poet
The fertile ground of the life forces
raising his throne majestically
still absent under the down comforter
In the process of creation
of freedom and life expression
It is life in motion
under frozen ground covered with snow
Winter patiently allows itself to dissolve
Finally, the sun shines from the blue sky
The whole garden lights up with humble flowers
As white trembling stars on the ground
springs first ballerina dances
- challenges to being strong
displays divine art, just for you
~
09.04.2023
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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- 'S' Words, Poetry Contest -
Sponsored by: Constance La France
1st place in the contest
SHIVER ME TIMBERS!
Once a cut-throat and cannon ball dodger
Now a one legged salty old codger
But when ship enters docks he
Will look up an old doxy
And hoist up with a good Jolly Roger
Autumn’s Shiver
There is an almost imperceptible shiver,
a subtle shift of wind’s breath,
felt only by those who know the season.
It is followed by a quickened pace,
not yet an urgency, but an awareness,
a reminder, of plans to be made.
The trees inhale the first drops of sap,
leaves feel the tingle of the coming crispness,
roots stretch their fingers one more time.
Flowers bow their heads in silent prayer
dropping petals in a tearless - “au revoir”,
as a season, and its fullness, slowly pass.
7/17/2014
submitted to – Simply Beautiful #2 – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Kelly Deschler
~ The night's alive and a-shiver ~
The moon's a sliver
a hammock without strings
a pale banana with wings
The night's alive and a-shiver
Just you and me on a musical spree
hitting the clubs, dancing up a storm
sleek in our costumes, displaying fine form
Doing the splits cross the floor, spread-kneed
The hour grows late, but what do we care
feeling boundless energy nearly exploding
at midnight we drink a toast to re-loading
Ahead of us lay new and brave dares
Tick-tock, one o'clock; it is already two
Our hearts are still young, but our feat feel weary
We retreat to a corner, vision somewhat bleary
So we sing Auld Lang Syne and down a few...
Brrrrrriiiing goes the alarm. 6 am. Can it be?
Time to shake a leg, get out ahead of the day
The music and dancing yet whirling in our heads
We turn off the blinking alarm, and go back to bed
My darkest deeds have come to light
As you lie here shivering
They cast long shadows in the night
My darkest deeds have come to light
Your haunting smile, my gentle wight
Your low voice softly quivering
My darkest deeds have come to light
As you lie here shivering
You taste like sunshine,
making me shiver with the brightest chills;
Electrifying me with your fireworks;
My lips curve into a smile
glowing for hours to follow;
Veins charged with your current,
uncontrollably I shiver but still so hot;
Sizzling from the pulse of your kiss
stimulating every part of me;
Static charging the air, I breathe;
Lightning with the most divine of timing,
A spark flourishing to a fountain
overflowing with devotion;
Those lips on mine I shiver into you,
beholden to rapture.
I
shudder
to think
what
the world
would be
without
the moon
the stars
the sun
without you
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
We laughed at each other’s jokes
not more than a full moon passed.
On a slick surface, half-smiles crack
a wintry face. My soul abandons
breath in a lifeless bird’s nest
unsteady on a teetering limb.
Under bare trees, my roots
tangle in decay. Nearby,
February dips a toe into warm
streams cried, connected by
frozen acquaintances. I am
no more than a shiver
in late spring, bits of fallen bark.
Did I call you clever or cruel?
Your burly charm crumbles
like brittle bone. A silver fox
traces my lines, the comings
and goings of my own mistakes,
naivety, iniquities, my slips, stains,
incongruous existence. Winter slaps
both cheeks till summer burns
tender flesh. I called you mine or
whoever I dreamed you to be.
When did I get old, lose
my evergreen glow, my ability
to grow and stand alone?
Your laughter follows, echoes
from mockingbird skies. Love strays
into a thinning wood, more sly
than I. An enemy came disguised,
carried away my better days
with lies, came to chip at shells,
fragment smiles. I wish
for more than days connected
by endless seconds –
acquaintances, pretenses. I sip
black coffee to remind me
of your bitterness. I start days
with a half-smile because
it’s a start. I trace, get-to-know,
embrace my own lines. Dawn lifts
veils, finds my smudges -
my little gifts of
mottled, hand-me-down colors.
We traveled side-by-side
too long on far less
than a quest, more like
our own tour guides on a hike
to nowhere. We wasted time,
called each step a discovery.
You, like a cult, tried to suffocate,
berate, till silence was all I knew
of me. Tomorrow marks
the return of hazel-eyed summer.
Tonight marks the return
of a full moon's bare-backed ride
across striated sky, over my lines,
where I will find I.
(a work in progress)
silver sky exhales
showers forests with ice dust....
naked trees shiver
(4th in Contest Strict Haiku 2 by Charles Henderson)
Yo-Ho-Ho And Shiver Me Timbers
Shiver me timbers and loosen me limbers
I sail me sloop until it lin’ers
And drop anchor in t’ nearest lagoon
Bury me treasure chest full o’ doubloons
Then set off durin t’ next full moon
~
“Aarrr!” I’m happy go-lucky sea piratin Cap’n
With a short wooden leg and a limp, earrin’s, and rin’s on every fin’er
Metal silver hook for me left hand
Me cutlass, dagger, and dirk o’ me belt
Not a landlubber at all
~
Not a thin’ scares me that stand in my way
Especially when I’ve had a few grogs in me belly
Aye, I carry around me Ahoy! bucko Polly me parrot on me shoulder
That keeps me on t’ straight and narrow
~
They call me a barbaric and thief I don’t know why
A great insult t’ me, I just laugh into my handkerchief in disbelief
~
Don’t insult me temper because it gets carried away
Sarcasm, rudeness, and insults I cannot help
When swashbucklin’ scallywag get in me way
~
Me hearty weigh anchor
Or I’ll give ye a taste o’ walkin t’ plank
T’ Davy Jones’ Locker you will go and feed t’ fishes for mutinous
Dead men tell no tales!
~
Aye, aye, mates, pull anchor and set sail
I be Silver Hook a feared pirate that sails t’ seas
9/5/2015
Contest Name :A Pirate's Life For Me
Sponsor Name: Kelly Deschler
I'll tell ye of me life as a pirate
I knows ye sees me as some old codger
But when I was a young'n matey
I sailed 'neath the Jolly Roger!
Oh, it's truth I be tellin' ye now
'N ye may think that I be a loon
But I talk so rever'ntly 'bout me ship 'n Cap'n
For in truth, 'E made us dance a lively tune.
'E wore a patch o'er one eye
'N had a hook where fingers grow.
When we 'eard the thumpin' of 'Is peg leg on deck
We knew some ship 'd be given up 'er cargo.
We'd be a'squintin' 'ard at the 'orizon
'N 'Ed call for 'Is telescope to measure
If the sail that we'd come upon
Mightn't be a ship full o' a'rn kind o' treasure.
Then we'd sail up nice 'n cozy
A'fore 'Ed run up the bones on black.
But by that time matey
They could not withstand a'rn attack.
"Shiver me timbers, All hands on deck!" , came 'Is shout
For 'E was a Taker 'n ne'er a Giver.
It's many a time me eyes 'd see 'Im
Cuttin' out some poor soul's liver.
Oh, some tried to fight,
The foolish tried a runnin'
But the Cap'n made well sure
They'd get a'rn full broadside gunnin'.
We'd jump o'cross the ratlines with daggers a'tween a'rn teeth
Oft times we'd skewer the entire crew
Then take 'ER plunder aboard a'rn vessel
'N sink t'othern down to Davey Jones...so thar'd behind be left no clue.
Then the Cap'n set sail for Tortuga
Thar be plenty of Rum 'n Women for us thar
Ye still don't believe I was a pirate?
All I can say is..."ARRRRRRRRRR"!
Shiver with me, trace your lips on mine
Let your hands play on me, as lust creeps my whole spine,
My resistance is withdrawn as my body aches for more
Panting as you keep your powerful skill
Making me without any of my will!
Shiver with me, in total compatibility
Overcome the lust, there's no other way of serenity,
Fear that is hidden within, shut and throw it out of mind
With your dexterity touch with absolute sensuality,
Passion tremendously is burning me blind.
Shiver with me, for at this moment nothing counts
Take my body as part of yours, and feel this real desire,
And as I respond in your demanding way,
Pleasures come splashing in waves, into my very internal caves
Your soft open lips arousing mine, nobody ever did it so right!
Shiver with me, wet within is raging and starting
Explore me more with my stomach vibrations all along,
Restore my lost sensible sensations as you search
With your tongue that makes me feel in pain
To absolute surrender, stretching wonderfully as my body arch.
Shiver with me, in total flesh connection
As I thirst and hunger to renew the encounters,
I know I can't leave this outburst lovemaking
'Coz I don't have the strength what is consumed to alter
The bliss of more and many more times of wanting!
I shall always shiver with this blissful passion
Share with me, as we come in each other's possession!
Thomas Hutchinson noted the saying
Most Indians used barter for paying
The message is spoken
Exchange for a token
Indians dislike this write
and
the Pirates
that used an ‘X’ to
mark the spot were really stupid,
if they’d used a ‘G’
no-one would
have found
it
Winter - The World Seem To Shiver
Winter snow swirled and scurried
Making its brisk grand entrance
Sending cold chills tingling
Lover's warm embrace
~
Flickering warm candle’s flame
Scent of smoke and melting wax
Shadows dance across the bed
Journey Love’s embrace
11/8/2015