Best Simple Pleasures Poems
Cotton candy clouds at sunset
Star lit skies at darkest night
Yellow moons in the heaven
My hand in yours held tight .
Small verdant hands that say hello
To creatures great and small
God’s gentle breath stirring them
Until their time to fall .
Ladybugs and lightening bugs
Inch worms here and there
Wooly bears and wondrous things
Our time to watch, so rare.
And in the blue, birds call and coo
Looking for their mate
They soar, they spy, they swoop, then say
Fly home, the day is late.
But not for us we say with joy
Our time has just begun
We walk, we dream, we speak of life
And all the things we’ve done.
While in the quiet of the night
The rabbits romp and play
For a moment silent and still
Our love to last, I pray.
Behold the wonders near and far
Keep them in your heart
The simple pleasures we have shared
From these we shall not part.
In a busy world I don't take for granted simple pleasures
like snuggling with a loved one on a chilly winter's night
Saving keepsakes of the things I collect and call treasures.
Finding myself in the dark until someone turns on a light.
I'm pleased that my children still come to me for advice
Happy with the blooms, from bulbs I planted last year.
It's wonderful when a dear friend does something nice...
like seeing me crying, then gently wipes away my tear.
Sugary kisses from my grandchild placed on my cheek
as sweet as the bite of a warm cinnamon bun with icing
Soft rain like mist is a gift from Mother Nature that I seek
and hoping to fall in love makes romance sound enticing.
Before rising in the morning I enjoy a long languid stretch
Being the giver instead of the one who takes in greed
Liking the end results of charcoal portraits that I sketch
Having a stranger return my smile is a pleasure, indeed.
Being gifted with a bouquet of flowers for no reason at all
Having a thirteenth doughnut thrown in for good measure
Being able to stand and walk after taking an emotional fall
Building faith in God overflows my heart with pure pleasure.
The temperature fluctuates between mild spring days to rain or even snow. Nature wakes up, and the buds slowly sprout on the trees. Coltsfoot pop up as yellow rubber balls, charming yellow flowers. I find that the older I becomes, the more I love it. This time of year sings in my heart, along with a flock of whooper swans. Celebrating the arrival of spring with bubbling cider,
and delicious food on the fire pan.
coltsfoot pop-up spring
hocus-pocus, white crocus ~
dizzy by rapture
Spring is so lovely, right down to the smallest detail. Look at the bees, the queen has already laid lots of eggs. Buzzing, thousands of small bees ...spring tastes like honey - no doubt
do you save the bee
then you also save yourself ~
sweet golden honey
25/03/2021
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Springtime Haibun Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser
7th place in the contest
The sun lifts an edge
and peeks a feeble light
beneath a blanket
of morning fog, its dull glow
hugging the horizon,
silhouetting a stand of trees
and the cross-hatched
pattern of a factory fence.
Another day has begun
with its shuffle of trite
miscellanea.
I muster an interest, sending
out my first emissary of thought
to greet the return
of this ancient god, follow the rituals
set to guide my way, bring favor
and bless the little plot
of earth that surrounds my life.
I pray a poem to reap
a continued harvest.
Not much happens now except
down in the cellars of my mind
where I keep the past bottled
like vintage wine. Now and then
I give each a turn to dislodge
the sediment and taste
a sample or two,
clean the labels and try
and remember the details
from those that have fallen off.
Occasionally I bring
a bottle up to share with a friend,
set it upon a table, open
and drink. An insipid autumn sun
is enough to dance reflections
around the rim of my glass,
ease out a tear or a smile,
helping me up to go and get
another. My days now
have matured into simple pleasures
and writing a few lines
to label the bottles cellared
in the quiet reaches of my mind.
Take me back to the cabin, cabin in my mind
The place we go to be alone, I need cabin time.
Only we can make it happen, we know where to go
Take me back, oh take me back, I need you so
The look you give me when it is cabin time
A wink that says 'I want you' in the cabin in my mind
Just the thought of your skin barely touching mine
Makes me want you so much, I need cabin time
Summers we go swimming, moonlight on skin.
Campfire flames passion again and again
Making love on beach makes our bodies glow
Take me back, oh take me back, I need you so
Winters we stay inside our rhythm making heat
We love by the fireplace never missing a beat
Our bodies keep us warm all through the night
Only cabin time makes everything feel right
Take me back to the cabin, cabin in my mind
The place we go to be alone, I need cabin time
Only we can make it happen, we know where to go
Take me back, oh take me back, I need you so
Revised from Cabin Time posted 1-15-2016
Simple Pleasures Contest by Kim Merryman
Sixth Place
In a busy world I don't take for granted simple pleasures
like snuggling with a loved one on a chilly winter's night
Saving keepsakes of the things I collect and call treasures.
Finding myself in the dark until someone turns on a light.
I'm pleased that my children still come to me for advice
Happy with the blooms, from bulbs I planted last year.
It's wonderful when a dear friend does something nice...
like seeing me crying, then gently wipes away my tear.
Sugary kisses from my grandchild placed on my cheek
as sweet as the bite of a warm cinnamon bun with icing
Soft rain like mist is a gift from Mother Nature that I seek
and hoping to fall in love makes romance sound enticing.
Before rising in the morning I enjoy a long languid stretch
Being the giver instead of the one who takes in greed
Liking the end results of charcoal portraits that I sketch
Having a stranger return my smile is a pleasure, indeed.
Being gifted with a bouquet of flowers for no reason at all
Having a thirteenth doughnut thrown in for good measure
Being able to stand and walk after taking an emotional fall
Building faith in God overflows my heart with pure pleasure.
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January 20th, 2016
Spoken softy on the breeze
lightly touching my senses
Breath as soft as you please
leaving me feeling defenseless.
Morning kisses on my cheek
with sleepy eyes a smiling
Your touch I longing seek
giving each day a silver lining.
Snuggled close at this late hour
peaceful and ever so content
Only you hold over me this power
you are where I want my life spent.
Simple pleasures make me complete
like little glances over your shoulder
A quick glance from you cant be beat
as we both gracefully grow older.
1/17/015
When summer's in the meadow
and the bluebird's on the wing,
I love the simple pleasures
that a country morn can bring.
Then all the world's a cane pole
with a bobber and a line,
the catfish are a jumpin'
and all I have is time.
My back against a willow tree
the clouds float softly by,
the wind is gentle on the pond
as it mirrors the summer sky.
With bated breath and baited hook
I love the joy it brings
when summer's in the meadow
and the bluebird's on the wing.
Today I'm going to spoil me.
Sleep in for an extra hour ... or three.
Stay in pajamas well past noon,
though this day will be over much too soon.
Warm fuzzy slippers on my feet,
hazelnut coffee, a special treat.
These simple pleasures are all too rare
when I treat myself to some extra care.
The cat, she's purring, happy I'm here.
Enjoying the fact that "mommy" is near.
No watch on my wrist, no place to be,
just curled up on the couch watching T.V.
In my hectic life such days are few
so it's time to refresh, relax, renew.
The simple pleasures that I love best
are the ones that give me my much needed rest.
15/01/2016
To wake up in the morning feeling glad
because I have no worries in my head;
This is a simple pleasure in itself
which makes it easier to leave my bed!
To see my morning emails; then to get
to work with time to spare makes me feel great.
I love when things run smoothly, like when at
each traffic light I do not have to wait!
To have a good time teaching and to feel
my students’ gratitude or hear one say
he’s happy with the lesson. This alone
is something that can really make my day.
To head home knowing half a day awaits.
I’ll be with hubbie and my dog and cat.
I make a lovely dinner and relax.
A peaceful home! There’s nothing that beats that.
I love my simple pleasures when I read,
watch television, chat with friends or write.
And when my eyelids close, I cozily
curl up in bed for Dreamland, my delight!!
Written Jan. 21, 2016
A warm bath, a cozy bed, a purring cat,
paper and pen to write, a friendly long chat.
A laptop within reach, a cup of hot tea,
meditation, imagination, inspiration set free.
A walk in nature, a stream, birds twittering,
beloved one holding my hand, my heart singing.
A simple life is mine, I need very little,
my vintage clothes, jewels and old books brittle.
A city hike, interesting shops, a quiet church,
second hand stores junky, its all about the search.
A garden in the summer, and pure white snow,
poetry, art, books and sweet memories that still glow.
Simple pleasures are all that this girl requires,
and I am very happy and have all this heart desires.
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January 15, 2016
Poetry/Couplet/Simple Pleasures
Copyright Protected, ID 745-042-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Simple Pleasures,
sponsor Kim Merryman
Second Place
Three waves blew past
My two arms stretched wide
With one word in my head: Haven!
And to you alone shall I confide
The tide brought a whisper to my ear
"A simple pleasure I give to you, my dear"
An uphill steep each man is forced to climb
And atop that mount is a rare moment of daze
When you glimpse your Pain lamenting below
And feel the breeze brushing at your face
Empty your mind but don't shut it close
To the simple pleasures under the mountain's nose
The rigors of life may yet sink you low
Deep down away from the starlit skies
But twirling and curling in the open meadow
Are vivid blossoms pleasing to thy eyes
Down in the velds also, that beautiful haze
These simple pleasures often elude my days
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January, 20th 2016
Contest: Simple Pleasures
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Awarded 5th place
Solemn spirits oft seek it in prayer
Travelers find it with their ears open to the ocean
Devils rush to try things others not dare
But some bodies just enjoy home, sweet home minus the commotion
For some it's nightly conversation with a wordy book
Children find it in the pages of which they like to color
Others feel buon appetito simply when they cook
And everyone smiles at Grandma's card, knowing they're about to get five dollars
Many count their blessings with their four-legged friends
We've all found happiness making angels in the snow
Some write lone wolf by just the might of their pens
But when it comes to alone in the car, we're all members of the band playing on the radio
All these things are just simple pleasures
In a complex game with moments so hard you may wish it to end and fall apart,
And although at times you'll feel forgotten under those hardened weights and measures
Do your best to remember the simpler times, and you'll find it easier to get back to the start
January 18, 2016
Jan 17, 2016
Simple Pleasures "What are they?"
I guess I've long forgotten
It seems my pleasures stem today
From things that I have boughten
I used to love the mountain air
At least I think I did
With the morning mist each day
And all the magic that it hid
But now the air smells stale and faint
A struggle to inhale
It makes me sneeze and often wheeze
My friends say I look pale
Why can't I run just for fun
Splashing feet in mud filled puddles
Seeing faces in the clouds
Feeling solace, as we cuddle
We're going back tomorrow
Leaving all this stuff behind
And live among the mountain tops
Making simple pleasures, mine
After a long and tiring working day
A lavender bath soaks my cares away
Hearing my husband’s car purr onto the drive
Knowing he’s home safely, oh it's good to be alive!
Seeing a beautiful rainbow high up in the sky
An upside down smile from heaven, always catches my eye
Moonlight walk along the silver sand
Walking with my husband, hand in hand
Curling up on the sofa with a cup of tea
Composing lots and lots of my poetry
Simple Pleasures Contest
Sponsor Kim Merryman
22nd January 2016