Best Symbolised Poems
Native American collage
Traditional tribals that followed Sioux religion,
Had spiritual beliefs
performed controversial dance ceremonies,
Waken- the great spirit
was one universal source,
Mother Earth birthed all
animals, plants and humans,
Black Elk sheltered all,
The sacred hoop said unity,
Circles symbolised oneness,
Invisible Great spirit was Sioux God,
Thunderbird powerful spirit of sky,
Underwater spirits that controlled all commons,
Humans wanted to communicate,
Shamanic practices
to interpret dreams and trances,
Performed rituals for vision,
With visions and dreams
they could talk to spirits,
Native Americans
far more believed in,
Death and rebirth,
Curiosity on afterlife
a human's breath,
Native American collage,
Is all that's holy and mysterious !!
Written Sept 4th, 2015
For contest by Frank Herrara
Interesting to note that American govt. Banned their practises in 1800, still we are trying to solve this puzzle of life and afterlife- through now called science.
Categories:
symbolised, america, mystery, mythology,
Form:
Three Wise Monkeys
Many years ago when I was a child, I remember my
Brother going to the Easter Sow and bringing back
a show bag, it contained mainly sweets and
confectionary and also a small model of three
monkeys sitting next to each other the strange thing
was they all had their hands covering a different
part of the head, I found out later they were the
three wise monkeys who symbolised the three deadly
sins, see no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil, by
following these rules, people would lead the perfect
life. Even now I still remember back to that time
the three monkeys have since disappeared but
their memories and their message will live forever.
Written: 18th January 2014
Categories:
symbolised, philosophy,
Form:
Prose
The American eagle, called bald ‘cos of its pure white head,
Is named Haliaeetus leucocephalus, from the Greek;
Hali means "sea", aietos means “eagle", leuco "white",
And cephalos simply means the “head" with the streak.
The bald eagle lives near the sea, a river or any such reservoir,
Any water based freeway as it devours fish, salmon and carp;
It rests in large, mature stands of conifer trees,
To feed its young whatever it hunts and occasionally sees.
America is a nation of the head, and not a land the heart,
With an independence declaration of a human kind,
Which points to god only when the universal is pertinent,
That unifies by raising strength and concern of mind.
What’s most apparent to me from its wording,
Is that it seeks to mechanise the human good,
What’s moral, right, true and honest,
Such that the outcast can produce and be understood.
The pure, white head of the American bald eagle,
Seems to connotate this loud, bold and clear,
And its dark brown body seems to speak,
For all Americans who aspire from something mere.
The size of their nests can be twenty metres wide,
And this can represent the typical American home,
Which to me, a Scots girl aware of semi-detached abodes,
Are like football pitches where you can jump and roam.
The bald eagle was becoming extinct,
From the 1960s right up until the late 90s,
And as this bird is now proliferous and thriving,
It reminds us that the American Dream is all-including.
It was the symbol of the Great Seal in 1782,
And J F Kennedy referred to its appropriation,
As it symbolised the strength and freedom, forged and died for,
Of the mighty, magnificent independent American nation.
Categories:
symbolised, america, bird, culture, history,
Form:
Rhyme
Power Point Presentation on Meditation was underway
Eyes, ears glued to central points, narrative was on
Suddenly someone sneezed, concentration frittered away
Missed the Point, presentor thought, yet went on
Came in pointless sorry, presentation went ahead
Breathing Techniques discussed, right postures shown
Suddenly someone farted, all noses squeezed
Pointless, presentor thought, yet went on
Freshner sprayed, presentation commenced shortly
Chakaras* highlighted, high points of each focussed on
Suddenly someone yawned, rest yawned contagiously
Beyond the Point, presentor thought, yet went on
Tea break, visiting cards exchanged, presentation resumed
Practicals ensued, all called on stage one by one
Suddenly someone trying meditation snored, all bemused
No Point, presentor thought, yet went on
Meditation Presentation ended with understanding fair
All liked, vowed to religiously include in routine all lesson
Suddenly someone recalled he had `Amnesia'** during seminar
What's the Point, presentor thought, wrapped up presentation
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(*) Chakaras -Eastern Tradition believes that Life force passes through
seven primary CHAKRAS (points symbolised by BodyPart),
each Chakra representing unique physical and psychic energy.
(**)Amnesia - Partial or total loss of memory
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8th Place - Members Contest - What's the Point by Paula Swanson)
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Categories:
symbolised, funny
Form:
Rhyme
Adorable, descriptive of a love divine,
Beguiling smile the emblem of a hallowed shrine,
Communication symbolised a sacred sign,
Diamond eyes, the stars above forever shine.
Entrancing, sweetest perfume on the warmest night,
Foretelling greater futures with a second sight,
Gorgeous in the breaking of the dawning light,
Honesty igniting, true and burning bright..
Incomparable to any other living thing,
Justified by gifts to either take or bring,
Key to every secret wish or wondering,
Lovely as the fertile days of virgin spring.
Mellow as the midnight jazz or bourbon blues,
Never to be cast away as dead man's shoes,
Only choice conferred without a will to choose,
Perfect spark to conflagrate the latent fuse.
Qualitative beauty formed demure and fair,
Ravishing crusader crushing bleak despair,
Satisfying every dream beyond compare,
Tenacity and tender ever-loving care.
Unity with all there is to see and show,
Vivacity of life bequeathed to breathe and grow,
Wondrous as each complicated flake of snow,
Xanadu would never stand or stoop to know
Yearning such as this emotion crystallise,
Zenith of the urge to touch the very skies...
Categories:
symbolised, love,
Form:
Acrostic
A mystical mayhem is a deity left undisturbed. Yet in corrosive eras even a sharp shrapnel can shatter even the most strongest of iron souls. Interesting is it? The formations. The planned plane. The corrosive killers. Plan not a wield upon a shield. And merely hide and lounge behind a base curve. Expect no larger ten weeks of a kip is neither a lay down sausage nor is it an elongated pillow public pillow case. Haha to that. And benign is the duties of the metre long united slumber chain. Symbolised stirring sap syrup should start saving some. And of course a clam giggling and gurgling likes marble gargling in a tentative terminology. Arteries arresting attestation arbitrary are applied apples aren't they? And no beacon blob. And no born booming boiling bonnet. Oh ho ho to that. Now get up you lazy guts and start a curfew curve. Ridgeback dodge ball in a pie is an anagram of wisdom in a shy ping pong ball. And to work is to wound so to work is to want. And the disco ball reflects the antonyms and synonyms against a backdrop of high fluted time gems. Hahahahah synergistic syndrome symmetrically symbolised stirring sap syrup as aforementioned......6%6%6%6%0%0%0%0%00000%800% of a cubic metrical device. Leaping. Of course. Wow. Fantastic. Interesting isn't it and the clan of the world is a good day and night and sweet dreams of the world is full on a trip and the other side is the best thing for the purpose of the world of goo. Choo choo then in a chip shop. Xxxxxx and a hahahahahahahah deviational duties xxxxxxx catalogues cauliflowers carbonated carbohydrates xxxxxxx coniferous clambering clam xxxxxx and an interesting chat emerges from an amateur radio station broadcasting organization xxxxxx feel felony's frailing fleas frying....xxxxx carbonization z z z
Categories:
symbolised, anniversary,
Form:
Tell me the secrets to your life, bushman
Show me how to befriend the garish land
Guide me through nature’s surviving devotion
Teach me with dry eye that knows no ocean
Lead me to hope in battlefields dead
Limit the sweat drops that stroke my forehead
Grace the cracked crevice of yesterday
Turn them 'to valleys of knowledge at play
Whisper to me the ancestral dream
Wet each subtle contoured stream
that smooth the plains of a timeous kingdom
Nestle me against the bosom of freedom
Forgive ignorance raised from infancy
Respectfully remind me of bliss and harmony
Make everything new, as it once was
Shelter my prayers in shallow graves past
Mark them with nourished droughts of fortune
Symbolised by strength and wisdom in unison
Synchronise peace through roots of your heart
Celebrate remembrance through sticklers of art
Let blood warmth that course through your veins
Recycle this savage ‘til the end of days
Navigate me to heaven hidden in the stars
Simmetrically ripen my thought battlescars
Understand and bleed into me as if earth
Entwine and bear with me, oh ethnic since birth
Categories:
symbolised, history, life, nature, people,
Form:
Couplet
When the clouds hovered in the sky
And the cold breeze blew
They marked the arrival of rain
Dispensing a gloomy view
Soon the clouds started to cry
Just as I had assumed
The soil bore the weight of their tears
Eventually deepening it's own wounds
Plants tried to stand upright
As the furious wind broke it's branches
They saw the destruction it was causing
Decreasing their survival chances
But soon as the storm stopped
And the sun came
It symbolised the victory of hope
Over the violent pain...
Over the violent pain....
Categories:
symbolised, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Personification
VIRTUAL RARITIES
techniques
transformed
to
explore
the potentials &
possibilities
of
modelling
the
initiative&
generatively
appropriated &
reimagined
renditions
surrounded
by
iterative complexity
extracted
&
merged
with the
visual
expressing
a mood
static
tangible
& prominent
inn
alternatives
stylised imagery
symbolised
by
the
serene
introspective
distilled
with
uncertainty
marginalised
in
precedents by
conceptual
stereotypes
expressed
in token
proponents
so finely
tuned
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Categories:
symbolised, poetry,
Form:
Other
While I waltzed at the Ball
A little voice I heard
Go ask the Crystal Ball
It said, to have your future heard!
I left the dancing knight in doom in the playroom
Opened the door of the secret room
And verily inquired of the Future
If it will come with Defeature!
No, laughed the Happy Ball
You will not remain a Fallen Soul
You will be saved by your mate in Soul
All you need to do is to give him a Call
And tell him how miserable you are without his Enthrall
And how you will give your Catcall
To lament at Nightfall
If He is not here to stop your Fall
Smile, cried the joyful Ball
Your miserable state will be in Stall
For you shall Rise, along with the Sunrise
Together with your mate, whom you Idolise
Both of you will be Symbolised
Sing, whispered the overwhelmed Ball
For the Heavens will be singing words of Praise
At your mate's love for your Gaze
Your abandon in your Maze
That which you chose in a moment of Craze
So blind were you to be love of your Mate
Will be remembered as late
Dance, asserted the ecstatic Ball
For the Future is coming at the Birdcall
Your Mate cannot be without your caring Call
And neither can You be without his Recall.
Oh I am Impatient,
Without your Love, I am Deficient
I am still in Learning
To be Abiding,
Please forgive my Caprice
For I become heartbroken without your Edifice
Categories:
symbolised, love, mystery,
Form:
Rhyme
The shaded lane leads to the estuary
and mud banks sculpted by the constant sea,
expose their drying backs beneath the sun
before once more in ebb and flow are gone.
Over a sty a path leads from the lane
to skirt a manor standing proud and vain,
old tenants are recumbent beneath stone,
asserting grasp one name had on this home.
The granite gravestones incised history,
bare bones of all the truth that there might be
in the far dim lit land which is the past
where that old name ruled all from first to last.
The path threads through these sentries of lost time
to where a Gothic chapel sits aligned
with altar facing east, the rising sun,
built when God rose each day in everyone.
A God of plenty for the wealthy Squire,
a promised land to which the poor aspired,
rejoiced the hymning slave, his master free,
wishing the same in perpetuity.
The divine words in stone were made of sand
that in old times hourglass slow running and
religion that once permeated all
well symbolised within this Chapel’s walls.
Behind the arched oak door there lies a morgue
to gloryfy the power on which its gorged,
white marbled sentiments to hold the lie,
wealth and ambition here are sanctified.
No mention of the poor man in his field
who gave his life in labour for no yield,
whose closeness to his master of great name
would only come with death, for both the same.
For wealths so often blind to poverty,
thinks best to close its eyes so it can’t see,
the Squire set self apart from "lesser" man
as some choose from the drowning Syrian.
The past is to the present linked with sin,
humanity progresses from within,
compassion must be grown from empathy,
know that the poor and drowning we could be.
Categories:
symbolised, destiny, discrimination, eulogy, history,
Form:
Rhyme
One two three pea leap. Wow. A slip knot is neither a sleep nor a striped strap. But stealing from an arsenal area is not a wonderful idea is it really? Well come on....is it? Best keep quiet then and sip on a buttercup ball. Oh how quiet simplistic and simplistic is good and carved from a singular form of an art. So bake a tart carefully then. Wisdom in a whisk. Waiting in a wish. And standing tall under a huge blooming canopy of personified petals whose playfulness can portray peaceful pianoforte to a breeze. Even the coldest winds can be mellowed by such charms. Amulets linking arms then. Good. Portray not a salad as a stew and a fortress created from several million potatoes is a potent power indeed. But not when baked. With or without chilli beans. Jump then. Go on. Jump up and down and wave the arms and legs around. Causing cake to care for cream. And legs on a train are the legs of the seats whose tired frames seat many a fat curdled ceo on a wild journey to an office. How rather exciting then for the many cups and glasses placed in front of a portly frame. Tickle a taste. And taste a tissue. Yum then. Oh look.....the right window is showing a pond and the left window is showing a sea. Remarkable. Oh no a tunnel tube duck then. But no quack. It is merely the antics of a rug that can hug the copper blue. And the throwing of one pebble can release a wind machine on the hill. Paperclip is not a paperweight nor is it a planed plank. Ok then. Understood. Uniquely. A sham is not a slam nor a spam. And the delicate floaty fish in a chiffon outfit can scare a shark if dressed in white tunics. So always adhere to colours in an oceanic ballroom. Wow. Vibrancy in scales and fins. Swoosh then swirl. Very nicely timed waltz that was. And equally effective is the whirring of five hundred rotary blades who sing the calling cards to the wings of steel at dusk. Surrounded by over a million translucent clouds. Iridescent beauty. And a clap to hear. And all whilst the tomatoes form a pretty pattern on the tabletop yard. Hahahaha salad singing shape song. Hahaha floors arriving mind your head. Xxxxx synergistic syndrome symmetrically symbolised syntax xxxxx crustacean Z z z z Z.
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Categories:
symbolised, age, allah,
Form:
A tablespoon is merely a tablespoon but not when placed on a table. It is merely an impediment of judgement to attempt to eradicate constitutional rights and beans jump very high when put in a nine foot pan. When the stove is at the correct temperature the goblin glow can be quite symmetrically dramatic and symbolised by the swirl of lights radiating from the hob roof. Wow. Such a vast distance portrayed in a stainless steel point. Temper tantrums of six foot wide berth toddlers are often not that cute if accompanied with viral threats. And curtsey to a lemon woman is neither a wise idea nor a custom. Curtain drip then curtain drop then curtain rise. As all are programmable and no place for a piece of toast spinning in an air of stagnation. Pumpkin head floats by in a pool of water. And a little man sings. La la la then. Fascia sting isnt it? How rather fascinating and remarkable. One cannot stem creative flow through cat calling, lies, and misjudgement. For this is the way of the fake. Who struggle often for words. Hahaha now stuff twenty eggs in your deep fried mouth and turn ninety eight degree angles using mirrored glasses. Hahaha jump into jeeps jerks. Hahaha melancholic monster mobster. And a silver tongued minister mixing. Xxxx carnivorous cows. Xxxxx moving manifestations xxxxx virtualization z with a huge p y q to you xxxxx
Categories:
symbolised, abuse, addiction, allegory, allusion,
Form:
Situations stirring like a great big bee. Finishing annihilation aimed at a tree. Forty-six fishes means a great big line. And a pool of senses is neither a slime nor a faith. In a nine centimetre goblet there is existing a catacomb of unauthorized doctrines who seek to revoke a planetarium alignment at six o'clock and a wide rancid frog belching in a corner is merely akin to a large box of chocolates waltzing on a plate. But at the high speed cycle of a washing machine there cab exist 200 drones, a purple nightie, a silver molested glove, ten drawn swords and a sparkly dagger. Omit no orbic residue from a tidally induced flood. And a flour is not a flower it is not a baking in a two foot garden. Hahahahah synergistic syndrome symmetrically symbolised stirring sap syrup. And a giant horn of a herd rising and raising a radioactive beam. Oh prison not a prism. Pickle no paint. And curve no charisma. Hahahaha to it all. Ho how much you can do that for the purpose. And a dove. Dancing. With a curvaceous cabbage. Dawn that then demon. And chop. Chip. Xxxxx gravitational gibbons giving gratification xxxx hahahahah plaid pig pointing posts. Xxxxx cinematography z
Categories:
symbolised, arabic,
Form:
Signs and symbols as idols for truth’s god as meant
Introspection of man’s society by society
Mirror of conceit and the non-existent
Universal veiling of this reality
Long gone days are dreamed of, symbolised, and spurred
A painting of a world that no longer exists
Creation of Man and of Saklas are blurred
Reigning supreme is hyperreality that persists
And our only salvation is Christ, the logos and the truth
Categories:
symbolised, deep, philosophy, religious, society,
Form:
Acrostic