Best Surrounds Poems
Daffodil majorettes lead the spring parade
Mom fox had lured out a reluctant kit
Verdant grasses are growing lovely shade
For dainty dulcet purple violet
Gentle nurturing rain from day or two
Coaxes her lace lilac to gently wake
Meadow rainbow chiffon a lovely hue.
Faerie-felt awe surrounds beautiful lake.
Carpet of tulips arrive on the scene.
Growth can be felt every hour or two.
Resurrection of weeds, not being mean.
Cyclical magic for me and for you.
The woodlands, the meadow, the lake and the dale.
Rebirth of spring yearly, without fail.
Written Feb 24, 2019
Contest: Springtime Rebirth
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Categories:
surrounds, flower, spring,
Form:
Sonnet
Through meadows I walk
immersed in tall grasses
Yellow, blue, and white wildflowers
sway ever so gently
along with the summer wind
that blows 'cross bright blue oceans
over rocky hills and vibrant valleys
rustles leaves amongst mighty sequoia tree tops
meanders along babbling brooks
and dives down into creek beds.
I stand here and admire the beauty
the beauty you bring
the beauty that surrounds me
as your gusts sprinkle seeds
throughout the meadow
our meadow
bringing to life new beginnings
allowing nature to flourish
to be enjoyed
by you
by me
by those who are yet to come
by those who'll be created
by looking at your beauty
dancing barefoot in your fields
rolling in your wildflowers
in your grasses
basking in all your passion
and immersing ourselves in your love
Categories:
surrounds, love, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Deep in our forest woodland,
where white tailed deer roam free,
I thought to take a moment,
to listen quietly,
to the whispered sighing,
of breezes in the trees.
As pleasant a sound as I have ever heard,
for my senses it doth please!
There I came upon deer grazing,
they showed no sign of fear,
the moment was endearing,
as they watched me standing near.
Silently I stood watching,
twas heaven sent for me,
until a Ruffed Grouse drumming,
disturbed my reverie.
Like a painted pastoral scene,
captured by an artist’s eye,
it was a moment frozen in time,
though time itself flew by.
Then with their white tails swaying,
they trotted down the glade,
which ended my encounter,
with a moment heaven made.
It’s often I remember,
that quiet, forest scene,
when Nature’s generosity,
with pleasures seldom seen,
offered me an insight,
into her hidden realms
where her favour was revealed.
A delight that overwhelms.
Rhymer. May 22nd, 2016.
.
Categories:
surrounds, animal, nature,
Form:
Quatrain
Through endless meadows I walk
immersed in wondrous tall grasses
Yellow, blue, and white wildflowers
sway ever so gently
along with the summer wind
that blows 'cross the bright blue ocean
Over rocky hills and vibrant valleys
rustling leaves amongst mighty sequoia tree tops
Meandering along babbling brooks
and diving down into glorious creek beds.
I stand here and admire the beauty
the beauty you bring
the beauty that surrounds me
the beauty I hear sing
Your gentle gusts sprinkle seeds
throughout the meadow
our meadow
bringing to life new beginnings
allowing nature to flourish
to be enjoyed
by you
by me
by those who are yet to come
by those who'll be created
by those looking at your beauty
and dancing barefoot in your fields
by those rolling in your wildflowers
captured amongst your grasses
basking with all your passion
and immersing themselves gallantly
in all your love
Categories:
surrounds, love, nature,
Form:
Free verse
The goodness of God surrounds me every day
It goes before me in all I do
And overwhelms me body and soul
For he loves me unconditionally
Day and night I wallow in His goodness
Even when I go the way of sinners
He never gives up on me
He continues to look out for me
His faithfulness remains sure
For He is a covenant keeping God
And as I journey in this world
He continues to guide my steps
He continues to pamper me
With His goodness
And has even prepared for me
A resting place
After the earthly journey is over
Where I will live with Him forever
Categories:
surrounds, angel, blessing, confidence, dedication,
Form:
Free verse
Lava veins while hand washing
needing a camel,
Forcing bottled water.
Bandanna dream feeding
warning on chem-paper
tinkering on a clip board.
Ear to conditioning air
customer complant service
Blue 80 there table number.
Bush grooming for butts
Pecking the capped
textured by stone, colored dirty.
This hunter's green is in envy
statement from "Laurel"
"Hary" sleeping.
Job-headed to tedious hair
encountering under cloths
Pathos: a beautiful world.
Categories:
surrounds,
Form:
Happy that I live but more,
That the sky is bright blue.
Happy for summer roses after rain,
And for spring glimmers and dew.
Happy for sunsets and warm days,
And for rain that turns to snow.
Happy trees grow green leaves,
And I get to see flowers grow.
Happy that I more than see,
That whether happy or sad,
Life is luminous and amazingly beautiful,
Now of this, I'm most grateful and glad.
Categories:
surrounds, beautiful, happiness, happy, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Going deep within, magic will not live with
untruth, lies, deceit, magic becomes magic
by surrounding our souls, heart, and minds
with the power of loves truth from the start
becoming one with the divine.
Unnoticed, we are forever being invaded by
forces unknown to us, through thoughts words
and deeps that control, draining our life force
from us without knowledge, truth is the saver
of our new reality, comforter of loves sweetness.
Beautiful peace within love flows with light
gracefully when we except all truths of minds
hearts and souls freely!
Love is the power of life, truth is the power
that we truly know!
Our wings widen in flight for the truth to flow
freely releasing all doubts, and fears that once
seem so stable within the boundaries of our
being!
Now with the truth of being, we remain no longer in
the darkness of tormented shadows.
Freedom rings in the depth of loves
sweetness.
How flowers bloom in beauty when
one wakes up without flaws of
spirit, and the untruths of ego.
When the light shines within us
the first time, we'll think we were
dreaming awake, when truth sealed the
deal of forgiveness of self, we became divine
free to roam inside and out with only understanding
that truth is the love light that shines brightly
without denial!
Warmth comes within, closing our eyes finding
ourselves for the first time knowing exactly where
we are from with a mission we must complete
on this earthly plane.
Strange enough we fear nothing, doubts
no longer exist only understanding of our
Universe.
Becoming clear as glass, we shuffle away
each illusion in our deeply formed
sub-consciousness finding oneness
in us with the truth of love we
shower down fresh and new.
Now foundations build strength
beneath earthly weakness, we
can touch each moment before
it becomes a reality, creating our
own unique self taking back our
power.
Beautiful magic silently captures
spirit leading us through
the vortex of eternal bliss.
(Life has just begun)
Categories:
surrounds, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
I'm tying my wrists across the way he used to kiss me, back to bedposts and marking bruises
that resemble
February's
hands....
He bites his nails and PACES
left foot right and cry through telephone lines that
bite me...
He's terrified of losing me, of forgetting how I rested my lips upon his wounds in March
and my breath inhaled his soul, now he's leaking out of cuts I tried to heal
and here, here I have footsteps all across April
can't I scream? Can't I
just
scream?
I hear his fingers slipping across concrete, his heart is breaking, he's breaking
and I bleed every time he bites his tongue, I can't curl into this and hide beneath his chin
he mistakes the gnashing of teeth for the satisfaction of my appetite, he's blind to
frustration and I'm
CHOKING
still, I can't absolve him of his guilt, I'm having trouble with my heart this time
I'm suffocating on our past
and every
footstep
tears me, I know...
I know...
how to crumble and I think I'd love to be the dirt that sits underneath his nails just so
I could
feel
his tongue.
Don't...
I want to scream and watch Florida and Northern Pennsylvania smash in the sky
I want their lightning to strike me so I burn, I want him to capture the scent of my curls
from somewhere seeping through the cracks of his walls
I want him to see me, warped, my knees
crooked
my ankles teasing elbows, I want him to KNOW
the tears of April and what she would give to
SMASH us together one more time
so I can see it snow, so I can capture the originality of his cruelty
on my lonely tongue
as he scrapes concrete
to pass the hours in which he's terrified
to set me
free.
Categories:
surrounds, loveheart, heart,
Form:
Free verse
"beauty surrounds"
waves quietly crash
winds softly swirl
beauty of life surrounds
above ocean floors
overseeing tides
seagulls proudly soar
reflections unveil
crystals brightly shine
clear are mind and eye
SkyWatcher
05-17-23
Categories:
surrounds, beauty, blessing, celebration, imagery,
Form:
Light Verse
of grief the dread
here you are dead
the guilt I have I can’t forget
I carry the cross all day long
my heart and mind they’re not so strong
it left me lonely and upset.
I carry the cross all day long
the love I had forced me to act
all my wrongdoings I retract
my heart and mind they’re not so strong
of grief the dread
I carry the cross all day long
life with heartache awfully packed
my heart and mind they’re not so strong
here you are dead
of grief the dread
here you are dead
06/01/22
Meditative Ballad Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Categories:
surrounds, bereavement, betrayal, death, heartbroken,
Form:
Ballad
Everyone Surrounds
1998
They gathered around the cake like hogs
at a watering hole. It sat in front of The You
that had been dyeing grey. But today you
painted over yourself in yellows that burst
from the chest. The candles glow against
your shadow, and you used to count the candles
like a chalked tally for every year
that brought you closer and closer
to the something you’ve been waiting for.
But everything has been slowing down.
2000
You used to blow out the candles
and imagine a part of you got lost
in the smoke that curled
and hung above their heads.
But now you inhale—
to take your last breath
of your former self
and blow it all away.
“Happy Birthday!”
“Things will get better!” they say.
2004
You remembered the sound of your voice
that hammered against the walls of a tin can
when you were young. Now it’s sealed
and stored on a shelf in a grocery store.
Next year, it’ll be priced at $3.99
So you get your can opener, pierce the can,
press it to your lips and swallow the preserved
chunks of You that you’ve been trying to get back.
And they shout, “Chug! Chug! Chug!”
While you wish for a blackout
that will bring you back to last year.
2010
You’re twenty eight
now,
and next you’ll be thirty.
Everyone surrounds,
arms around
your shoulders
with smiles
and teeth
and breath
in your ears.
You got lost
again
in memories
of tourniquet
rainbow swirls
of wax
2012
When did it become seventeen candles
too many
Now we just use those big numerical
ones
Lazy. A jumbo three paired with a jumbo
zero
Two candles pretending to be
thirty
2015
You began to slide down the bell curve
of life at seventeen
but you lied to yourself at twenty one,
believing you were
on the come up.
But remember
to smile, because they’re all watching you now,
be happy,
they’re here for you,
be happy,
you were born
some odd years ago,
and now it’s time to count the candles.
Blow them out and escape through
the smoke
that rises
through
the dark
tea room
2019
They’re burning higher now,
It’s getting louder
now.
Everyone
surrounds,
everyone.
Categories:
surrounds, age, anxiety, celebration, color,
Form:
Free verse
Going deep within, magic will not live with untruth, lies, or deceit, magic becomes magic by surrounding our souls, hearts, and minds with the power of love and truth from the start, becoming one with the divine.
Unnoticed, we are forever being invaded by forces unknown to us through thoughts words, and deep control, draining our life force from us without knowledge, truth is the saver of our new reality, a comforter of love and sweetness.
Beautiful peace within, love flowing with light gracefully, when we freely accept all truths of mind, heart, and soul.
Love is the power of life, truth is the power we truly know!
Our wings widen in flight for the truth to flow free, releasing all doubts, and fears that once were stable within the boundaries of our being!
Now with the truth of being, we remain no longer in the darkness of tormented shadows.
Freedom rings in the depth of love's sweetness.
Once flowers bloom in beauty when we woke without flaws of spirit, and untruths of ego.
When the light shined within us, the first time, we thought we were dreaming awake, when truth sealed forgiveness of self, we became divine, free to roam inside and out with an understanding that truth is the love light that shines brightly without denial!
Warmth comes within, closing our eyes finding ourselves for the first time, knowing exactly where we are from with a mission we must complete on this earthly plane.
Strange enough we fear nothing, doubts no longer exist only understanding of our Universe, freedom, and love.
Becoming clear as glass, we shuffle away each illusion in our deeply formed sub-consciousness, finding oneness in us with the truth of love we shower down freshness and new foundations building strength beneath earthly weakness, we can touch each moment before it becomes our reality, creating our unique self, taking back our power.
Beautiful magic silently captures spirit leading us through the vortex of eternal bliss.
(Life has just begun)
Copyright © Derena Bree (All rights reserved)
Categories:
surrounds, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
Beauty Surrounds
WLM
Wildncrazy555
June 27, 2011
See the wonders of the world
As they pass to us unfurled
Such an amazing light
Sun shining so bright
Flying on the wing
Hear the birds sing
The grass so green
Such a sight has you ever seen
The lilies in bloom
Orange hue in their flume
I see stars in my head
Of the roses so deeply red
The crate myrtles so pink
They cause me to blink
Birds sitting in the trees
Catching the cool summer breeze
Dogs continually play
Let them stay and have their way
The fluffy clouds so high
Up, up high in the sky
The trees they sway
In the wind they play
The magnolia blooms
The beautiful pearly white flumes
The scent so pungent
So sweet to the smell
The bees they separate
Jump from flower to flower to pollinate
God’s wonderful earth
Created for our birth
We shall begin again
From now until the end
Categories:
surrounds, adventure, animals, dedication, faith,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Red earth, ancient rocks
A steel gray sky infusing
Soundless reflections.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 14, 2010
Poetic Form: Haiku
Categories:
surrounds, nature
Form:
Haiku