Best Streaks Poems
rain streaks down window pane
sadness echoes in thunder's roar
teardrops falling from cloudy eyes
yet in some distant place
laughter colors sky with rainbow
5-18-19
Writing Challenge 2, May 2019, Lind68868 Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Theme 2: Comparative Thought
Sometimes In silence
I question citrine stars~
what streams beneath
murky waters,
Is hope still flowing
through rusty ripples,
why do we live
in an orb
of sheer blindness,
would the wind
ever seize tunnels
behind the black hole,
or are we destined
to narrate novels
too narrow and unseen
for the naked eyes.
Whilst the earth
lies dreaming,
manifesting milky-ways
quilted on magical mats,
wishing, hoping, praying
that pastel colored patience
and crystal clear compassion
would vaguely sway
like glowing fireflies
amongst the darkest
edges of innermost core.
Transmitting seraphic
breezes upon
tender branches
of silk cotton trees.
But amidst the
destructive defacing
of turquoise heart
within evergreen forests,
sun and the
moon still flicker
streaks of poetry
along the linings
of tattered
tweaks and wilted weed.
Yet worldly impulses
fail to remember
that mother nature
is in need of kindness,
as she’s been
fed poisonous petals
dipped in a quagmire
of ignorance.
Escorting her
golden spirits into an
inexorable grievance,
as ghastly greediness
left no rosy seasoning,
of soils we strolled,
paths unnamed and
undiscovered halt,
questioning toils
of intrinsic creation~
the earth lies
in solitary slumber,
for in delicate dreams
we sing songs
of tranquility,
more mellifluous
than the burning
fumes we
inhale mindlessly.
Exciting... inviting...
Skywriting...
Anticipation's wing
Horizon's swing
Eyes peeled on the Heavens
Murky darkness imperceptibly
whitening...
Lighter, lighter
Brighter, brighter
Streaks of brilliance appear
Deepest red, fiery orange
Delicate pink sherbet
Expectation's peaking
Too vivid to curb it...
When at blinding speed, of a sudden
Here comes Life. ~ Here comes the Sun
Streaks of daylight
bouncing off colored glass
dancing bobbles of light
splash across the wall
Streaks of sunlight
streaming through the prism
dancing rainbows of light
splashed across the hall
Streaks of twilight
twinkling through the tears
dancing with merriment
splashed across your smile
Create a Cuatro - Steaks of Twilight Nette Onclaud 10-10-25
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Cuatro - Streaks of Twilight
Strips of amber glow
Tumble through rays of fading gold
Midnight harbingers
Where misty dreams find seeds to grow.
The lightning, it was over bright,
streaks through dark clouds and thunder sounds;
exposing itself —enchanting.
The lightning, it was over bright,
with imminent incandescence—
a ravishing sight on the grounds.
The lightning, it was over bright,
streaks through dark clouds and thunder sounds
airplanes passing through
leaving their marks till fading
in blue oasis
Red streaks
I brush you onto my canvas
What will you become?
Red streaks
On another canvas
What have I become?
My paint drips like blood
So familiar
All too familiar
A droplet caresses my forearm
So many red streaks
Past and present
Red streaks
Some to create
Some to destroy
For Nette, Contest: Create A Curato, Date: 10/11/2025
Twilight breaks forth bold
It's colors paint dusk' sky anew
Silver stars dot eve
Untouchable riches we hold
Crimson dome perceived
as bloodshed of a brutal act
grave silence of dark
is to condole with the bereaved
Place: 3rd
she climbed a big man
hoping to be suffocated by flesh
and not have to think
you can't rescue everyone her husband said
wisely
he turned and walked to the barn
leaving her with streaks of green
on her face
Crepuscular rays,
filter through trees, streak every leaf,
~hazel twilight hues,
dazzle in colorful arrays…….
Placed second
10/October/2025
CREATE A CUATRO Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
citrine crescent dims
slides back from the bright starry realm
dewy mist descends
streaks of twilight cuts through sky’s rims.
I clear these streaks
so none can tell,
Your quiet breath
adorns each word
I pause all darkness
for any willing peace
I pierce each soul
...and still look for you
STREAKS OF FIRE
only dust
remains
no life on display
an infernal hell
farewell hope
blackened
within
a tarnished cause
compromised
beneath its glow
this rendezvous
perseveres
a sympathy
to carry forth
undeterred
intent to divest
& manifest
but yet
survive
as a famished shroud
of vehement dissent
to the wrath
that once
was worn
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived