Best Smiled Poems
I Smiled
lying under the hundred year oak
watching the vibrant android green leaves
sway in the soft southern summer breeze
daydreaming of the time we swayed
to the slow beats of the Caribbean quintet
I Smiled
looking at the Monarch butterfly
with it's beautiful white and black and orange wings
fluttering and flittering about in the colorful flower garden
all I can think about is the time I brought you those daisies
your eyes lit up like caramel colored candy floss
You smiled
that gorgeous killer smile
and it lit up my heart
butterflies were churning
a warm calm overtook me
it was then and there I knew
I knew you were the one for me
I'd never be here without you and
I Smiled
Although her smile I could not see,
Lucilla smiled through poetry.
This lovely lady I met here
who graced us with her sunny ways
until her very final days
became for me somebody dear.
Although her smile I could not see,
Lucilla smiled through poetry.
Her words of wisdom now can flow
in heaven, where all angels go.
This lovely lady I met here
became for me somebody dear.
Although her smile I could not see,
Lucilla smiled through poetry!
RIP Lucilla Carrillo - Written in her memory Oct 2014
For the Sonnetina Rispetto Contest of Dr. Ram Mehta
An angel smiled at me today,
I almost passed her by.
A tiny little slip-of-a-thing, swallowed by an oversized coat,
Face hidden by wind-tossed hair.
I wasn't thinking of whose she was,
Only that I was running late, vaguely annoyed at "whatever".
Unaware of passing lives also trapped in their own isolations.
Then I heard her laugh, freely, contagiously, the way I used to.
Fleeting resentment passed through my mind,
That I'd noticed. That I wanted to stop.
For a brief moment I was reminded of summer days, of climbing trees
And skinned knees.
Running through sprinklers and warm seas.
Memories made me stop and turn...
There she was.
Not more than six. Slipping between people who took no notice,
As if she was the mailbox on the corner.
Caught in her own sidewalk world of make-believe.
Chasing an unseen rainbow... and then she caught me watching.
Undisturbed, her face burst into a happy grin as laughter bubbled forth,
Her eyes glowing like Christmas morning.
Pushing the hair away that would not stay still, pausing in her solitary game.
That single moment when we took each other in seemed like lifetimes.
Something inside me quietly burst free.
I continued on my way, but the day seemed brighter.
Nothing had outwardly changed; I was still late, but I had the curious urge to skip to the corner;
To roll down a grassy hill and play hide and seek.
At the corner I turned just to see if she was still there,
To send her a silent thanks.
As if she heard, she turned... and an angel smiled at me, again.
She Never Smiled
“There are many 'cures' for depression,
some of them are drugs from a pharmacist,
and others are creation by a loving God.”
_ Prompt by Sponsor
She never smiled, we should have known
her heart was lifeless as a stone.
But still, she went about each day,
fulfilling all in her own way.
She spoke thoughts in a monotone;
she never smiled, we should have known.
A spark was missing in her eyes,
like clouded-over rain-filled skies.
Each day she seemed to get through fine,
for nothing signaled any sign.
She never smiled, we should have known-
and felt depression in her tone.
And then the shock that she was gone-
and not a clue acted upon.
To seek God's help, we could have shown-
She never smiled, we should have known.
Under a grin, redirected,
A sniff of grief claws
Through, revealing
A sad blue artery,
A pain 24-7.
Underscored with carefully
Emoted verbs,
And adjectives imbedded with
Mock sincerity,
A simple sentence: a right to be honest.
Beneath the pulse in heartbeats encephalo
A few tearful regrets
Lob empty phrases into
A field with no guilt, washed and dried,
And returned unlabeled.
She smiled a smile that reached not her eyes,
Who can know what beneath her smile lies?
She smiled a smile her hurt to disguise,
Who can understand her life's dark skies?
She smiled a smile to hide her heart's cries,
Who will care to listen to her sighs?
She smiled a smile despite hope's demise,
Who can see her soul's tears crystallise?
She smiled a smile as a compromise,
Who can feel how she does agonise?
She still smiles a smile to tranquillise,
Who can read her soulful smile's surprise?
11/20/17
In the Joyous occasion of the Birth of a Child
Vigorously We Flow, as a Stream in the Wild
We Sparkle and Shine : to those WE Beguiled
Creating a Pond, from the “Tears we have Smiled”
ALL My LOVE : Always and FOREVER…HG ( Harry )
To Be Continued
I cried at the lake
Ripples of tears across smooth water
I cried at the brook
My tears fell into gurgles that turned to giggles
I cried at the ocean
Where the surf swallowed my tears to be no more
Then, I smiled at the sun
As it toasted the beach sand hot
I smiled at the sun
As it sparkled in the brook
I smiled at the colors in the lake water
As I watched the sun set
Taking my tears below the horizon
Leaving me, watching, smiling
Standing on an empty shore
In the dark where stars lit up the sky
--- I cried, I smiled ---
Heidi Sands
11/1817
THEY SMILED EYE TO EYE
They smiled eye to eye
As if they met a millennium after
Strolling down into the valley
They were silent
Touching each other's arm
Quiet flowed the breeze
They saw their images in the blue lake
Shy moon slipped behind the curtain of mist
Little ripples met each other
Their steps heard the whisper of wind
And stopped short to listen
What she said to the world
The road met with rambling forest paths
They stopped near a grove
And kissed each other goodbye
A baby bird cried out in dream.
© Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 18 September, 2014
When I was a kid, I was an explorer and as an explorer, I explored,
One day I was exploring our neighbors old shed and there she was;
A doll discarded in the junk, and she was beautiful and I just loved her,
When mother asked, "where did you get that doll?" I just lied and smiled.
The years have passed, the pages turned, and now I am an adult,
I would like to apologize to my mother for lying, "Mom, I stole her!"
And to Mrs. Smith, our neighbor, "Mrs. Smith, I apologize for stealing."
To make amends, I will give her away, because, I still have her on a my bed.
But, I lied, she still dwells on my bed . . .
____________________________
February 21, 2016
Poetry/Verse/I just lied and smiled
Copyright Protected, ID 16-760-189-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, It's Time To 'Fess Up'
sponsor, Lin Lane
Fifth Place
Crisp apple fragrance
cheers a ripe sunny morning ~
Pippins nip the air
~
A family gathers
under the autumn sunshine
picking the bounty
Ladders rest against the trunks
A picnic waits under trees
~
Children giggle while
russet leaves whirl merrily~
God's eyes are smiling
For "Harvest of Happiness" Contest
When I was a small child, I was plagued with bad dreams...
I said Mom, I'm afraid . She said, you can rest,
there is nothing in this house but Love..
And Then.... She Smiled..
When I was in Sunday School the preacher spoke of Sin , Hell and Damnation..
I was old enough to know, I was a sinner. I said Mom, I don't want to go to Hell..
She said, you have nothing to fear . You Love God and God Loves you..
And Then.... She Kissed me..
It was my wedding day, butterflies filled my stomach, I damn near fainted when my beautiful wife to be walked down the aisle . At the reception I said Mom, I am nervous . She said, if you Love her with all your heart, you will be forever happy..
And Then.... We danced..
Mom was in the hospital with heart trouble . I rushed there wanting to help but knowing I wouldn't be able to. I said, Mom are you OK how do you feel.. She said, I am going to die. Don't you cry for me, I lived a life of Love . I had a great life and Love is all that matters in this world..
And Then.... She Hugged me..
At her funeral , I felt so weak I could hardly stand. My whole body seemed to be trembling . My wife of 30 years took notice. She grabbed both my hands pulling me to her embrace and said, You've been my rock for so long, let me be your rock today. Everything my Mom had taught me ran through my head. How Love makes life Beautiful . I pulled away from my wife to see her tear filled eyes..
And Then.... I Smiled..
Her eyes lit up and as she spoke- she said
Quivering" I am buds in your head
She walks into the room - He sits
Lips like wine and like the beauty of the rose
She glows! Trembling boasting with laughter
She kisses him on his forehead
He ponders - wondering - is she real?
Glamour enters the surrounding aura
He wonders - How do I then feel?
" Imagine me in your dreams" she said
Looking through mirrors he sees a reflection
She whispers " I see warmth becomes us"
He listens to her becoming words
Then he quivers and believes it is love
She glistens - She proclaims "
"I am of beauty for your eyes"
He wonders - shall I then sleep
Shall I endeavor my realities
May I walk the paths with her
Beauteous Be! The days go by , day by day
May he always wonder silently listening
To this woman of true beauty within
If his dreams will bring her alive
Reliving each dream over and over again
She says " dear" " I have a fond heart"
" Our days will never tear us apart"
"May your dreams become you and mark it then a reality"
"That our paths crossed in you REM"
" Imagery becomes you " And thus when"
"You open your eyes I then disappear"
"In your mind I come alive - you should not fear"
"Yet I stagnate in your memories" "I then"
"Become your partner - speaking you listen"
I met a man -
one could hardly deem old.
His smile was warm, yet
his hands were quite cold.
I asked the gentleman:
“Do you remember my name?”
I queried the chap:
"Do you know why I came?"
I solemnly wondered
if this tranquil soul heard.
Again, the man beamed;
speaking nary a word.
I harkened his heart
'bout my wares as a child -
the man calmly listened;
he comfortably smiled.
I prattled on
'bout my debonair Dad -
how I truly valued
the cherished moments we shared.
Private passioned spirits
rivaling a deity's gold.
Handel's honored messiahs
chanting secret fables untold.
I asked the quiet nobleman:
"Can a son's tears be reposed?”
My Father simply smiled as
his maple-casket lid -
closed.
I try to live through each day, thinking positive thoughts in a Christian way..
Reading and believing in the Book, you see, fills a void in my soul..
It opens my eyes to see the truth, and helps me take control..
We are not alone, as I talk with you, there is a Presence that we might see..
It's moving thru us as we speak, and Jesus Smiled At Me..
Maybe, today, I'll exercise my soul, and give comfort and aid to one's needs..
And put happiness, and peace in some ones heart, cast out all hate and greed..
We are not alone, as I talk with you, there is a Presence that we might see..
It's moving thru us as we speak, and Jesus smiled at me..