Best Silky Poems
I have loved and been loved
I have shared ivory love bliss colors
I have ridden sapphire airs of crimson ecstasy
and touched silvery, tingling stars
I have felt sumptuous, silky, lilac joy move
and embrace my harlequin heart
I have melted to tangerine delight caresses
tingling my willing, fuchsia skin
I have been lifted and turned and tossed
on sensual, erotic waves that boldly travelled
thoroughly through and into me
Categories:
silky, longing, passion, romantic, senses,
Form:
Free verse
Curling
around the house,
the breeze was unfurling,
moving dead leaves in its twirling
fingers, apparently
satisfied with
whirling
The dance
lured the lovers
to come out and romance
under the willow's shadowed trance,
soft whispers of the breeze
inspired their love's
warm glance
Showers
gently fall on
them, even as flowers
bloom open with piquant powers,
they laugh and enjoy love's
passionate few
sweet hours
The soft
zephyr played with
trees in the woods and croft,
with laughter ringing, it does waft
mingling with mild murmurs
of love in skies
aloft
The breeze
lingers to look
at the lovebirds and tease
them with silky tendrils that squeeze,
meandering with ease,
watching o'er them
'mid trees.
05.28.2021
Form: "Heptastich"
(Syllable count: 2.4.6.8.6.4.2 with rhyme scheme: abaacda)
For Constance La France's ""Z" contest: new or old"
Categories:
silky, romance, sweet love, wind,
Form:
Verse
Silence is very likely quite abundant in heaven,
And all was pure bliss before the noise rebellion,
For thoughts were loud then and never impelled,
From any of the places where beauty once dwelled.
In absence of music magic so much would be lost,
But it's so wrong to tolerate sound at any cost!
The spirit craves rosy silence in order to glow,
Soft and velvety smooth as summer night moonglow.
In its tangible embrace, genuine rapture is found,
Like a cherry blossom spring when no one's around,
Or multicolored nature paths which lead everywhere,
With promise of serene beauty until you get there!
Written on June 22, 2020
For Reflection in Silence Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
Categories:
silky, beauty, heaven, magic, moon,
Form:
Rhyme
I love to season sense engage.
It clears parts mortality dazed.
When young, summer’s tune range
is firmly, soul-deep engraved.
When grown, human ways hush
man's faith with factual mush.
Summer composed odes grant
faith prose that hopes maintain.
The soft song of a summer breeze
lifts aloft a wonderous spree
of smoothed, spliced rapture
too song silky for feel capture.
Summer’s charming, velvet songs
hold notes of mystical essence
assuring we’re a spiritual presence.
Seasonal airs of sensual flairs
are fluid trilled, space tilled, and
sound honed by summer’s hymn.
Feeling air's first tune blend,
early man named it wind.
Categories:
silky, appreciation, beauty, creation, spiritual,
Form:
Lyric
My pet black cat looks so fat,
He's always drinking milk,
He says he only drinks so much,
To make his hair shine like silk,
Personally I think he's fibbing,
I think he's just a greedy cat,
If he'd only reduce his intake,
He'd still look shiny, but not so fat.
Categories:
silky, animal, cat, children, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
silky skin
shaded by a parasol –
bees
Categories:
silky, beautiful, insect,
Form:
Haiku
Light winds danced with tall trees.
Bare branches swayed in a slow harmony as
roots spread during an opus of a crispy moon.
Frosted leaves lay in gathering heaps;
victims of the equinox and winter’s dearth.
I communed with fairies upon a branch;
never argue with them while the lunar orb is high
lest you become lost on a path to nowhere.
I sang a hymn to the winter queen; hastily
a snowflake gently kissed my cheek.
Twas cool but savory, like first passions on lovers lane.
Her breath seemed real and tasted sweet in darkness.
The full moon was hanging like a slice of fresh lemon.
An epiphany created in the mind of Van Gogh.
Some, wrapped in dark cloaks, prayed to their goddess.
Peace finally returned to a cool, bewildered forest.
I simply sat quietly in a soft silky breeze.
Categories:
silky, 11th grade, beauty, cool,
Form:
Metrical Tale
A scent of Jergen's almond cream
envelops me,
remembering
The essence of the lotion brings
the heart a soothing memory
She's in my dreams to ease the dawn
White porcelain, her hands become
the touch embracing time tonight
I feel them pass across the light
There is no blossoming of any tree
No solace that can touch the quivering
to match a keepsake memory
that comes back for my company
The hand that touched my face, with vows
could soothe the shattered heart, and brow
was white, and cool, was satin smooth
and calmed the troubled seas,.... somehow
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Categories:
silky, love, mother,
Form:
Rhyme
Hotel terraces art nouveau ironwork and interiors
Mother of pearl cufflinks painters actors musicians
Scooters racing around an antiquity filled Italian city
Mediterranean charm "How do you like your breakky?"
Feeling faint she lay on the comfortable chintz couch
And began to doze off to sleep...two cherubs red hair
Sea-green eyes turned up frecked nose sniffed air
Clove cigarettes perfume of sandalwood musk rose
Fresh strawberries slithered onto his awaiting lap
Beautifully chiselled shaven jawline elegantly poised
Handsome blue eyes dazzled like secret treasures
Categories:
silky, friendship, love, people, places,
Form:
Rhyme
Warm, lustrous, skin; soft.
Erotic touch, sensuous love.
Silk, a faint echo.
Categories:
silky, beauty, body, joy, life,
Form:
Haiku
I brush for fifteen minutes my kitty,
as she growls, wiggles and struggles and swats;
all I want to do is make her pretty,
I just need to get rid of a few knots.
Oh, all that shedding, moulting and hairballs,
she is very angry with me for hours;
I kiss her but no way- away she crawls,
I give her treats so she will not be sour.
But in time she forgives and she forgets,
we snuggle on the sofa together;
sweet joy, I got a knot out- no regrets,
except she bit me hard, oh whatever.
Kitty is silky and soft - an angel,
I love her although it can be painful.
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August 27, 2016 (edit)
Poetry/Sonnet/Silky Kitty
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 1084-4010-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Categories:
silky, care, cat,
Form:
Sonnet
Amidst silken sheets
She naked to bare
Her thighs I stride
My hands in slide
Jasmine oils grace
Amidst silky sheets
He naked to bare
His thighs I ride
My hands like tides
Jasmine oils glide
.
Categories:
silky, beautiful, desire, happiness, innocence,
Form:
Verse
I brush for fifteen minutes my kitty,
as she growls, wiggles and struggles and swats;
all I want to do is make her pretty,
I just need to get rid of a few knots.
Oh, all that shedding, moulting and hairballs,
she is very angry with me for hours;
I kiss her but no way- away she crawls,
I give her treats so she will not be sour.
But in time she forgives and she forgets,
we snuggle on the sofa together;
sweet joy, I got a knot out- no regrets,
except she bit me hard, oh whatever.
Kitty is silky and soft - an angel,
I love her although it can be painful.
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August 27, 2016
Poetry/Sonnet/"Soft and Silky"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-823-550-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, English Sonnet
First Place
Categories:
silky, cat,
Form:
Sonnet
the fine silky hairs
jungle king's proud possession
hunters' obsession
Categories:
silky, adventure, animals, life, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Her bare shoulder
red silky strap's open secret
her bare shoulder
sensuous silk's silent wonder
opens up fantasies' floodgate
moonwalk from anklet to bracelet
her bare shoulder
© 2011 kashinath karmakar
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Placement:4th;(Sept.2011)
By:kashinath karmakar (13th Sept.2011)
Contest:Weave a Rondelet
Sponsor:Nette Onclaud
Categories:
silky, fantasy, passion,
Form:
Rondeau