Best Spectra Poems
A spectacular show enlightens heavens above
In ephemeral musings of burning meteoroids
Mimicking likeness of falling ornamental stars--
Beaming streaks of rainbow-colors earthbound,
When earth crosses trajectory of comet's path
Encountering in its way pebbles of cosmic rock
Colliding, illuminating in orbital trespass,
Elements of iron, copper, magnesium, silicone
Glittering within spectra of kaleidoscopic astral art;
Streaming down rockets of blazing stars--
Tinted meteor-showers flaunting nature's panorama
Fixating sights upward where constellations are,
In idyllic August venue gazing ashen sky
Exhilarated witnessing magical phenomenon;
Mesmerizing predawn with seductive stagecraft
Premiering its play slyly when moon's hiding out
And sun's yet to commence ascending golden arc.
August 15, 2019
Placed 2nd: Shooting stars poetry contest
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Placed 3rd: Strand select N contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
spectra, sky, space, star, universe,
Form:
Verse
The space between stars contains countless hidden gems
A locked tight treasure trove, opened up by our lens
Prisms split apart light spectra, and dopplers change shifts
We watch galaxies do cartwheels across great rifts
The space between stars, zooms us backwards in time
Before gods arrived, to claim the cosmos divine
In turn challenged by telescopes on trellised stilts
Optics probe heaven, to find it’s still being built
The space between stars is empty, No! not a chance
Black holes wolf down photons, spinning neutron stars dance
on nebulous clouds, stirring up pillars of dust
Remnants from a time, when supernovae went bust
The space between stars, is black magic synergy
Far-out matter thrives, tripping on dark energy
All goes unseen, beyond the human naked eye
Minds can sense its presence, but are stripped bare of why
Of course we share gravity, and are loosely bound
Tests our reason, so hermetically profound
The draw of the universe will never expire
Its paradox tears apart, yet keeps us entire
Categories:
spectra, perspective, space, stars,
Form:
Rhyme
Unblemished vellum
Begs the Imagist's pardon:
Forsake not my skin -
Complete my chaste nakedness
With threads of dappled spectra
Categories:
spectra, art
Form:
Tanka
God, are you sending Earth an electron avalanche?
Was supplying sun’s particles part of Creation’s goal?
Is insulation why we have such a cold snowy North Pole?
Is there a light cycle, scientists’ least explored branch?
The suns’ fiery color spectrum hosts continuous acclaim!
Unlike man-made radiances: mercury or sodium vapor lights,
A flame, an incandescent bulb or florescent light,
Where man watches; bands of color specific molecules frame.
Flammable gases; the environment soon reclaims.
Whether man-made in the sand or built upon the snow,
It is intriguing to watch a burning fire’s warming glow.
Red, green, and blue colors embellish the flames.
Oh, glow of solar particles sixty miles plus above the earth.
Decorate the sky with bright, multi-colored patterns.
Energize and rejuvenate Mother Earth as our world turns.
Feed us, oh Aurora; give Earth’s light cycle rebirth.
See it in Barrow, Alaska, Tromsø, Norway and Tiksi, Russia.
Men watch the wonders of God as heaven’s light churns.
Brilliant yellow-green hues have blue and purple patterns.
Earth’s life giving sun displays his continuous spectra.
The steep cascade of particles, like an avalanche of snow,
Tumbling with gravity, the snowy white is pealed.
Like solar particles blown into the earth’s magnetic field.
Fall into the earth; taken for granted our faces aglow.
Copyright March 5, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Aurora And Avalanche –
Sponsor Anthony Slausen
References:
1. http://www.gi.alaska.edu/AuroraForecast
2. http://www.alyeskaresort.com/resort/facts-northern-lights.aspx
3. Electron avalanche - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
4. https://www.uwgb.edu/dutchs/AstronNotes/Blue%20and%20Green%20Flames.html
5. https://www.uwgb.edu/dutchs/AstronNotes/Blue%20and%20Green%20Flames.html
6. http://www.redbubble.com/people/daneann/writing/3355478-genesis-decoded
Thank you for this contest…I enjoyed learning!
Categories:
spectra, philosophy, religion, science,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Twisting the dancer spins into the mist of the night, to his very own tune
This unearthly spectra gracefully dances, only lit by the light of the moon
Softly his leather clad shoes play skillfully onto the moisten moss beneath
Night animals, stop to stare at this dancing spectre, to them he bequeath
Their little clicks of approval, seemed only to add, to the body of the tune
This unearthly spectre dances in the mist only lit by the light of the moon
He makes his way through the trees, still dancing, as he reaches the leith
Across the wooden bridge into the mist, he disappears, beyond the heath
Gazing into the mist, you imagine him there, still dancing to his own tune
One of nature’s, own loons, who only dance’s, lit by the light of the moon
Categories:
spectra, earth, moon, spiritual,
Form:
Couplet
VI. Light
A point in the refracted agregated spectra.
The instance that proceeds the original moment.
© veritatem voluntatem 2015?
Categories:
spectra, life,
Form:
Free verse
From single drop of dew guillotined on light
The blood flowed leaving the day white
Above world of red rage of racial rituals,
Orange mellow of satisfaction sought.
Yellow roses say angers end is admissable
Blues change to country songs, blue
Surf whispering on the lips green waves breaking
On an indigo morning of the inviolate eye.
From God's light outpoured
The colors of all his children
Singing the multiplicity of races in heaven
The choir of redemption
Balming the blind blunders of egos wrongs
And I had wanted to tell you along
How my patience pine at your lips
To hear you speak uninterrupted and respected
By a man needing you for more than desire
Soon we holding hands so away from the surfs cold tongue
Suckimg the salt sands under our friendly feet
Our bodies naked as a flag, and I untented
Before the majestic honesty of love
Build the alternative to the heart's
Confrontation of rock and tides.
I saw the spray scattered in silver light
The prism broken like an egg
The spectra of colors shedding evidence
Our beginning was from a common tree
Black and white keys singing in harmony.
Categories:
spectra, life
Form:
Free verse
Black and white butterfly a rare single sighting
Idealized image caught upon film
Beautiful bounding insect drinking nectar
Against such colorful contrast of orange Lantana
A wonderful shot snapped in a twinkle of the eye
Photo snapped by a trained eye and skilled cameraman
A picturesque scene to last a lifetime
Amazing photography work hangs upon the museum wall
The butterfly flits about
Tasting each sweet nectar
Never remaining in one place
Reminder of the spectra
Black and white a beautiful sight
Mixed colors like choices
First on roses then foxglove's blooms
Silent is their voices
Orange Lantana is not special
This butterfly is fickle
Wanting faithfulness receiving
Dishonesty's prickles
Categories:
spectra, nature,
Form:
Ekphrasis
I can't be thinking of what others think
I have a life to live
Or do I?
Should you always think of what others think?
You can't afford to
If you always think of what others think
You would be crippled - literally
You can't move
You can't talk
You can't think
God did not make you like that
He made you autonomy
That means you think for yourself
Do for yourself
And ultimately please yourself
You can't please God
You can't please others
You would surely fail
The only one you can please is yourself
Because you are reasonable
perfectable, tolerable
Only to yourself
Actually every word in the dictionary
that ends with able
That is who you are
You are so above all things
- irreproachable
That only you would know!
So please yourself
That is the foremost
You can't please others
And surely you can't please God
Because as God said
"All of us have become like one who is unclean,
and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags..." (Isaiah 64:6)
"We all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away" (same verse)
So you see you can't please anyone - except you
And if you can't please yourself
That is when you run into trouble
You would be so miserable
Not because you can't please others
But that you can't please God
Because God is an extension of yourself
God comes first
Don't get me wrong
But if you are not happy
No one is happy
- not even God
God did not make you like a robot
sacrificing yourself
in order to please Him
God made you whole
- a full person
- full of life and feelings
- full of capacity, probability
- full of spectra of tenderness
- whatever you are capable of
God made you so
So don't deject, reject, eject
- the one person
who can ultimately bring happiness
to you
That is yourself
So don't, okay?
You need you
I need you
God need you
Find out what you want
And go for it
God won't mind
Categories:
spectra, faith,
Form:
Free verse
Allergic species of alphabets causes itching in my mind,
Like rashes, lonely frail but gigantic when unite,
Words carrying meaning in accord with linked dialect,
Languages holding cultures but biased,
Such a biased word the SUN whenever screaming,
Compelling east to run for reverie when west is still dreaming,
One color of sun symbolizes one earth’s existence,
Conversely spectra signifies the seven subsisting continent,
Colors with variable wavelength, continents with unique independence,
Though I love independence but specific day is appalling,
No matter its gala of 14th august or 15th’s reveling,
Each parallel day retells story of slavery,
Concurrently imparts the feeling of diversity,
Discrimination based on race, extermination based on dialect,
Annihilation based on region, termination based on religion,
Despite of existence of immense segregation,
Still each independent slave proclaims globalization………………..
Categories:
spectra, inspirational, life,
Form:
Signature
Append the seal on the opening glee
Of performance agog with clapping drums,
The cylindrical bell calling to spirituous mundi
Screaming flew about in the air;
Perched on ears
And pecked on fertile hearts,
Consider not the frightened feet
Aching at commencement,
Wind to experiment, explore and applied
The agility in acrobatic anger
Of stretching sweating flesh,
Rhythmical muscles drawn vein taut
To the last drop of dew,
Hoofs prancing, prancing and prancing!
Ejaculating on the polished wood
With a millionth impregnated marbles spread tentacles,
Atomic spermatozoa bombast the uterus
Colonized the ovary and eke out
Inside, the embryonic yokes;
Suspended by clear albumen,
Fetal poles march strength with fallopian tubes,
Cavity swallowed them into humid sac
Plush pollen grains into zygotes
Springing anew buds in May,
Conceive earthlings with several asking branches
A lot of libraries;
A particular slanted eyeball
Began rumbling belch, lightening guffaw and thundering hiccup,
Tugging at umbilical chords,
Breathe knocking placenta on the head
And efflux out of the duress,
Spectra Butterflies flagging multi-coloured limbs
Faculty spiraling, twirling and tossing on elastic trunk,
Laser flashing touches swam in oceanic atmosphere,
Eager ritual leap of the gods,
Dagger usher out from scabbard
Plunge into dimple ample
Tip oozes indigo gore,
Sources of springing magenta
Began the back and forth stabbing,
Scribbling on the whitish flesh
Ink on tones of barks, bereft,
Spat spittle connived, reed shook together
Vein drawn to bursting,
Adaptation to suit thumb and forefinger
Pour the concoction, pour on the root.
Categories:
spectra, work
Form:
Free verse
How is it viable that life could alter the course,
from people to people?
What makes you quiver in the middle of the night
to play with my agony?
Until it is encircled by a wing of misery.
That has decayed when I embrace the gloom to reach you.
Even though I may find hillsides to be the Snowden,
As I scream out a chuckle, the humming torrent,
from the Empyreans stopped.
Be that they are on a brainless creative path, as this might,
What's more, there was a strand of the first dawn,
daylight as I got to it, In either case.
I can visually perceive an expanding synergy
within the grace before the murkiness
that Involves me in the dolefulness.
O, I love behaving with mate's optical discernment.
But whatever story could be, the enraged planet
Is making a beeline for the egress.
Forlorn, exhausted, paused, abstracted, and stress.
In a world full of velveteens placed overarches,
absurdity reigns supreme.
The Spectra in Solitude of even a Young Dreamer
With a dazzling sense of vision,
I'm expecting the end of the world.
To find my way into the norm of emotions, Withal.
I'm on my way to another light pole.
Where you make the most out of my verses.
Decorate my hardbound book with your scripts.
Dramatic Monologue poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Beata Agustin
2nd place contest winner
Date written: 02/26/2021
Dramatic Monologue
Edward Ibeh
Categories:
spectra, 9th grade, confusion, creation,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
As the morning light came through a crack in the curtains,
it illuminated the fine thread of the spider’s web.
A spider, not wanting to be conspicuous,
remained in the shadow of the curtain –
ready to devour any unsuspecting fly caught in its web.
All that was caught in the web at that moment in time
was light –
web, light.
Separately translucent,
in tandem –
a wondrous prism.
Who would think that light from the sun,
an entity just as carnivorous as a hungry spider,
consuming all that gets too close;
could produce anything as miraculous as a prismatic spectra of colour -
when caught in a web.
What could compare but the spider’s web itself?
Light envelops everything that’s caught it its rays,
just as the spider envelops everything that’s caught in its web.
Categories:
spectra, introspection, light, light,
Form:
Epitaph
Dream peep of early gold rim halo
August riser gleeful in exalted chant
Yield to dulcet chirp from ornate winger
Sunburst orange red splash of heaven
Taunt and tease ocean blue mist eyes
Amber warm rays dazzle pearl clad beach
Revere the hue-rich magic spectra veil
Categories:
spectra, appreciation, august, beautiful, day,
Form:
Acrostic
I open my eyes within your mind
Trying to see your world as you do
Yearning
Searching
Seeing
Hoping to find our self from within…
You
Us
Now
There we are within an image
projected upon the haze of our desire;
A rolling mist at the base of the falls.
Where our living waters strike the rocks of Now's death
Defiant waters daring to rise again
To live again
To love again
To be…
Not alone
Without
Beyond!
I see us there within the hopeful cloud
Dancing as if the melody of our passion
May end at any moment.
Pressing against us, we strive to be one
To talk
To laugh
To live through and within the eternity between us.
We dance in the light of day.
Scattering the spectra of our togetherness
Defiantly
Fervently
Completely
In the fleeting rainbows of our hunger
I cherish this view of the Now
This dance
This wonderful edifying embrace
Tandem
Journey
May we forever see the glory of our soul
Dancing fluidly
Freely, in step with the subtle rhythm of Now.
To a tune that cannot end.
Whisper in my ear, Dear One.
Tell me the tale of who you are
Really
Safely
Joyfully
Listen to who I am in the story of my own rushing waters
Deep
Warm
Alive
That we may find comfort in the turbulence of our union.
Don’t tell me how amazing we will be … someday
Somehow
Maybe
Show me that you can love right now.
That you can be content
Complete
Transcendent
In this instant and again in the next
Next
Next …
Take me to the places, the hidden places that stir you to dance.
The places where you move without restraint
Inhibition
Ego
Where you have no fear of being interrupted by the clumsy feet of others.
I will take you to the places, the magic places that spin me like a dervish upon the earth.
Blindly
Buoyantly
Wantonly
Making our heart whole as our body language screams through the high walls of our sanctuary…
Again
Again
Again
Shall we dance?
Categories:
spectra, dance, desire, water,
Form: