Best Sway Poems
Stepping into the dance
Gently taking your hand in mine
Entering the realm of infinite possibilities
Where passion and desire breathe as one
An eternal hug
Enveloping our laughter and tears
Swaying slowly
Your breath tickling my ear
We are guided by our mirrored hearts
Open to the ancient whispers within
Arms open wide in vulnerable flight
Encountering lavender vibrations
Nuances ~ miraculous moments
Distant drumming arrives
From within dense fragrant pines
Carried on silver musical notes
Pale turquoise sky
Brushes against our cheeks
We fill our lungs with moist cool air
Breathing in gratitude
Glorious heights surround us
Crag and gleam of crystal
Midnight ebony obsidian shafts
Gulls cry above
The smell of salty waves beckoning us below
I ride the foam in your welcome embrace
Glistening waves our chauffeur
Diving deeper
Into ocean’s chambers of kaleidoscope blue
Sunrays guide us
Coral’s fingers delight
Wearing mandarin, cranberry and apple green
We laugh as bubbles escape our smiles
Playfully gliding upwards
Our friends arrive
Regal parrot fish
Mosaic rainbow scales shimmering
Calling out to us
A sacred union gathering
Inclusive of all
Silent language is shared
Spellbound destinies of
Beauty and grace
Envelop us
Where willows sway in wintry woe
Sunrise shimmers on falling snow
While crimson dawn in scarlet rays
Glimmers the face of morning’s haze
As new day smiles on golden glow
On whirling winds white flurries blow
Autumn's remnants in frozen throe
While winter shudders frosted glaze
Where willows sway
Giggling blue streams struggle to flow
On thawing prairie’s splendid show
As snowflakes glisten parched malaise
Clueless that soon spring will amaze
When in meadows blossoms will grow
Where willows sway
Written: March 6, 2021
Submitted on November 11, 2022 to:
Placed 9th: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 20 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Placed 1st: All Yours (March 8) by Brian Strand
As chandeliers drip ‘round the hall
Bouquets' scent wafts through night’s affair.
In gown of lace she sways with flair
Until her man bows ,to enthrall
A glide of waltz into soft flight,
Where other pairs hope to find bliss
On firefly steps, perhaps a kiss
That her arms fling to breath’s delight.
In whirling turns, she lifts in style
And a roulette from dancing guests
Enchants the tunes of pleasure’s zest
While coy romance drifts and beguiles.
The violin presses a hum
As her glossed eyes casts on his face,
Igniting dipped waists to succumb
Within the fling of an embrace.
Ballroom Delights Contest
12/1/2014
reddest rose hips sway
full in pink spring breeze -
bumble bees swarm
Inspired by but not entered in Sexyku Contest
You must learn self control
Because if your heart Continues
To beat obnoxiously
when you imagine
My pink lips softly parting and calling your name
Or when you close your eyes
And dream of the way my hips sway
Thinking of the curves between my shoulders and my thighs
And that when you twine your fingers in my hair
My body will quiver and my voice will sigh
If your heart becomes erratic
When you dream of the smoothness of my skin
And the dimples that exist on my hips and my back
The supple curve that your fingers wish to grasp
Thinking of the nectar that like a drug you crave
And of the way your hands would lay
and the way I might taste
If your heart pounds wildly
When you dream of a kiss
Or the way our bodies might fit
Laying on the silkiness of sheets
Breathing my name like you've never tasted oxygen
when you imagine the heat
I might bring to your skin
And the way you could change
What I feel within
Like I've never before felt sensation
if you heart wont behave
Then you might go crazy
Wanting me like you never knew
the meaning of want before
Convincing yourself your in love
Dreaming of a lust so outrageous
That meer thoughts can make
Your heart pound away
Imagining the way my hips sway
my heart was a small glad sparrow
which soared on a sonnet’s dulcet breeze
there stood in a dark and dreadful forest -
not stooping for anything -
old oaks with leafless limbs
Old cold oaks, so rigid and stern,
a sparrow’s heart they would slay.
No lesson from them do I learn -
for they neither bend nor sway.
give me bright meadows
where the trees delight in song
poetry blossoms
where trees can weep with feeling
and too. . . be willows that sway
April 21, 2018 for Broken Wing's "It's All About Four" Poetry Contest
When Silence And Indifference Hold Sway
When they came for the snake to take away
I gaily approved, had nothing to say.
Next the frog, croaking after bright sun sets
Again my cold-silence hedged all my bets.
Turtle taken hiding in his hard shell
Again I foolishly thought, what the hell!
Then they grabbed the mouse hiding in the wall
Still afraid, I heeded not courage's call.
Early morn, they broke in, took my old cat
Again, I voiced no words, silently sat.
That night they came took my beloved dog
Now one ray of light broke through that dense fog!
They came yet again, chopped down every tree
I knew the score, knew next it would be me.
In horror, I found it was too damn late
My cold silence had insured my sad Fate.
I should have spoken when they took the snake
I would pay, my honor I did forsake!
Sun rose and I found all had been a dream
Dark nightmare, about how evil men scheme.
Still shaking as it had been all too real
Terror found, when no way found to appeal.
Message came, hold true to honor and love
Stand not idle when evil starts to shove!
Wisdom said beware, dark comes, not a dream
Man's black-heart souls work together in teams.
Best to know with courage, one may prevail
Even against demons from pits of Hell.
So gird thy loins and sharpen thy long spears
Far better than dying in shame and tears!
Robert J. Lindley, 6-09-2017
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Total # Words: 244
Note- I decided to actually write a poem today and not be lazy about it..
Took me ten times longer than usual but this came forth..
Hope you may enjoy and know its message is truth....
SUBJECT, (When fear begets cold silence, a great and evil calamity is insured)
If I should live 'til one-thirty-six
what fun might I have...
how would I get my kicks?
I'd start with a dance
swaying in my wheelchair
with that lovely young lad
whom I kissed on a dare!
His eyes... oh, how playful
still youthful and bright
and the kiss that we shared
was a savory delight!
When the music begins
(even if we can’t hear it)
we'll transcend earthly ties
and be free from all care...
The angels will ferry us
far from the crowd
as we climb to the heavens
and waltz on a cloud!
From this blissful state
I would never come down
leaving earth with a grin
no hint of a frown ; )
If given a choice
out of all of my picks
I would whirl ‘til the curtains dropped
at one-thirty-six.
8/30/19
Contest: One Hundred and Thirty Six Words
Sponsored by: John lawless
sway poppy heads
standing guard
~ in memory
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
An occasion to attend, whence from sleep
Daffodils raise pretty heads so unique
To grace the spring with their glorious thrills
Filling hearts with joys of dancing daffodils.
Lilting to and fro when the soft winds blow
Grassland is enhanced as daffodils flow
Picturesque scenes from yellow beauty queens
Delightfully performed in golden sheens.
When it's spring again, love begins again
Daffodils sway to soft winds sweet refrain
They dance to the trill of the lovebirds song
Joyous to be where they truly belong.
Down the ages daffodils turned faces
Those wondrous hordes of exquisite ladies.
portrait coming to life with each brush stroke
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
I dream of the wind
blowing through my hair,
that's how I win
the rush of air is heaven sent
cold or warm;
Gods breath is my friend
a power with great might;
that can threaten any town
and tear down any gate,
let a twister form within my soul
the weather is splendiferous
oh, how I love it so,
car windows rolled down;
zipping down the freeway
my hand stuck out;
being forced back by this whim
I inhale the particles
swishing around in the wind,
but I never choke
to the trees
I want to sway and bend.
Trifle the thoughts living on a breeze
hearts darken twist a loving soul
eased down an anchored way
can't you feel the sway
Oh mother, hear my calls
muttered in a muted melody
Pulse, held for dear thee thou
leaving dotted lines, symbiotic
airs of allusive elegance
Imbed out an echo of relief
nether real nor silenced hope
exchanged, changed, or rearranged
resistant to extinction
slip away, go slip away
They gleam and shimmer in the perfect light
of paradise, known to the ancient gods
as hallowed refuge, where the stars at night
pay homage from on high, and from the west
come ocean flower breezes, to a land
where sea and sand and sky hold boundless sway
and pastel multi-hues embrace the day,
where gentle rhythms echo on the shore
and birds exultant in the heavens soar.
These priceless pearls, set in silvered seas,
known to mere mortals as The Hebrides.
To a wishful breeze, whispering grasses sway
These pastures of different green colour hues
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
Farmers in their fields, reaping in the dry hay
Skies lightened by the sun in blooms of blues
To a wishful breeze, whispering grasses sway
Birds; within the hedgerow’s, come to survey
Ears as bent, as to the swaying grasses news
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
Under the cool of a tree, woolly sheep, do lay
A puppy dog; plays, a field mouse, it pursues
To a wishful breeze, whispering grasses sway
Picturesque; I couldn't have it any other way
As into my memory, I memorize all the views
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
Reflective thoughts; become me this fine day
As to any other day only here I would choose
To a wishful breeze; whispering grasses sway
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day