Best Tinseled Poems
I gather twilight shades and arrange them in a vase
wild hues of lips just kissed
and princely pomp captured in cut-glass
embraced and tamed -- though
their petals flame in reflective facets
tinseled hearts filled with a harvest of falling stars
inspires desires of satisfaction
as thrill of nightfall’s gold lingers like cosmic light
in the stardust of afterthought
Susan Ashley
April 26, 2020
~ First Place ~
Contest: Completely Your Choice (23)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Categories:
tinseled, beauty, desire, emotions, flower,
Form:
Free verse
My Christmas tree in sparkling dress
stands in my window to impress.
She smiles at all the passersby.
She waves hello. She is not shy.
She winks at all the trees she sees
in nearby houses on the street.
She seems to shiver with delight
counting the minutes till midnight.
For one late hour wakened from sleep
through the dark house on slippered feet
I crept, while up, to catch a glance
of tinseled Christmas ambiance.
Outside the window daintily
danced my glittering Christmas tree!
With others down the street and back!
They twirled around the cul-de-sac!
Amazed I gazed quiet and still,
propped against the window sill, till
tired but thrilled I left to resume
much needed rest in my bedroom.
I heard giggling in early light
when she slipped in and stood just right.
But, she leaves needles everywhere
and ornaments dropped here and there.
She’ll have her fun till New Year’s Day,
then take a nap all tucked away.
Next year she’ll dress and dance again
with all her many merry friends.
12/11/2018
Categories:
tinseled, christmas, magic,
Form:
Personification
Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark
When sweethearts kissed at Lover’s Park
The fluid rhythms, realm of rain
Where lamplight’s stream did gild the lane
Wet leaves dripped dreams from tinseled trees
And pulses flowed like rolling seas
Categories:
tinseled, kiss, love, night, rain,
Form:
Verse
It was the bronzed bell of a tinseled Ocean ship.
Until destiny was scuttled by a fiery water witch.
In time, it became the haunting clang upon a reef.
A macabre Nic Nac for cliques that ruled the deep.
They returned like blue birds, lonely for a blossoming.
To pay homage to every sailor overtaken by the sea.
They lay bouquets of flowers, over shadowed grief...
as ghosts pared sweet memories into paper effigies.
Between shuffles of worn decks and ninety proof lips.
They spin tales of crimson seas and horrible dorsal fins...
Torn hearts and sails, forever on a starboard list
Drifting between a blue refrain and the salty mist.
In the graying vein of time, everything's forgotten.
The sweet angelic, the mundane, the eternally rotten.
Gravestones hoard salt within their granite cracks.
Tokens to a time when auroras bled into blackness.
One by one the crew will drift from this pearled realm.
Riding TradeWinds into the gilded scented heavens...
or becoming driftwood, in the brackish heart of hell...
as the captain sways to the clang of his beloved water bell.
Categories:
tinseled, grief,
Form:
Rhyme
Now slipping in peace the hues of day
Maybe this I fully know;
Above the vales, the dappled fields
Of bushy lanes and down to where
The brimful city hoofs below.
Again I feel the seed of dawn
Coiled inside my roots till all
Of white mist were drawn.
I've twirled with the isles at night,
Sweet and chaste I lie
Where fresh and tinseled moonbeams sigh.
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Andrea Dietrich's Picture Yourself As A Flower Contest
*Orchid— symbol of refinement and innocence
5/8/2015
Categories:
tinseled, flower, innocence,
Form:
Rhyme
Canticle of merriment
rings out the silver of bells
a tingle, a jingle chiming
wispy notes across frosty mist,
as hands clasp with a pealed language
warbling the same holiday bliss:
‘let there be peace on this earth’
while ornamental dingers trill
on pines, and around fireplaces.
Seasons cannot duplicate
the joy of Yuletide’s awakening,
for tassels of glorious cheer spill
to herald a reign of winter’s Light,
dressed in tinseled varnish...
until the silver of evening bells
tolls when heaven greets mankind,
and mankind greets Emmanuel’s heaven!
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Kelly Deschler’s Contest: Christmas Carols
12/13/2015
Categories:
tinseled, christmas, sound,
Form:
Light Verse
POTD
Tipping the light with curves arched
and flowing with rain,
she mounts her tinseled limbs
on summertime's crest--
The trees, seeds, and flame
in her eyes lightly open
the fingertips of near August.
Quick to beat on belly drums,
her shadow trance melts
the liquid stars in one tender rush...
How unbridled and young is she,
holding the skirt that lifts into a dance
of raw abandon: the moon hangs
like a harp strutting a rhumba that drifts
on gloss of her arms:
And if every detail of silk on her derriere
can be sewn in weaves fondling her shade ,
this she shall bring too...
In a summer of July's reckless abandon.
First place~
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Categories:
tinseled, character, summer,
Form:
Personification
Boughs of evergreens grace mantles above fireplaces.
Children await Santa Claus with smiles on their faces.
Beribboned wreaths are hung on many a front door,
but to me the spirit of Christmas means so much more.
The greatest gift was not found beneath a tinseled tree.
It was Jesus Christ, who gave up his life for you and me.
Humbly born, he was laid upon a bed of straw in a stall.
God gifted us His only begotten son to give hope to us all.
A present so very precious, one that we can never repay.
He bestowed on us a Savior, the babe born Christmas Day.
We must always hold dear to how much we are blessed,
as we sing 'Joy to the World' when our love is expressed.
We fill our churches with candles, admiring their glow.
As moonlight shines across white fields of fallen snow,
we pray, giving thanks to God, remembering to be meek,
for it's our Father's divine favor that we reverently seek.
Christmas is a time for Christians to celebrate and rejoice,
praising the Lord in lyrical hymns raised in adoring voice.
With myriads of Angels in chorus, let us worship and sing,
"All glory to God," as the bells from church steeples ring.
The true Christmas spirit is not gifts with huge price tags
or new toys for children that fill too many shopping bags.
It should proclaim "peace on earth, good will toward men."
So, to this end we pray to God in the name of Jesus, Amen.
Categories:
tinseled, beautiful, christmas, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
A sliver of light appears in the distance
calling me like a songbird in the morn
a silent beam dotted without askance
it was long ago that my Lord was born
every room is silent here, except mine
soaring on tinseled dreams of yesterday
the others sleep, while I keep vigilant time
I want to be prepared for Christmas Day
A slip of truth slides inside my heart
I am content to be right where I am
waiting for a new day aside my counterparts
living out the season best that I can
Merry Christmas Jesus, I whisper softly,
and to the whispering wind, I have Faith in thee.
Categories:
tinseled, analogy, christmas,
Form:
Sonnet
Tinseled moments adorning a little blue spruce of sheen
he's a benefactor suited red, no he can never be mean
Snowflakes caked upon a lit up window in a twinkling room
the scent of sweet vanilla and Christmas sweet perfume
Little fuzzy red slippers pattering around before midnight
a crunch of cookie, a sip of milk on the table by the light,
Reindeers on rooftops elves in green tights chimney smoke
He gets away with a tug of his beard, he is such a happy bloke
Eggnog and truffles a sniffle or two opening presents until two
its a baby Jesus day, Merry Christmas & Happy New Years too.
December 21, 2020
Categories:
tinseled, appreciation, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark,
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park
Soaked wet through with glistening skin
Revealing all true love within
Drenched and over awed by charms
Entranced as held in each other's arms
The fluid rhythms, realm of rain
Where lamplights stream did gild the lane
Wet leaves dripped dreams from tinseled trees
And pulses flowed like rolling seas
The sultry spark of lover's kiss
Roused the feeling of lukewarm bliss
The tender touch of misty blow
Caused the heated hearts to glow
They sizzled and sparked like firework display
The world around them faded away
Transported to another place
Locked inside their warm embrace
Together they braved the soaking rains
For they were lost in lover's lanes
They could not bear to say goodbyes
Lost in the storm of lover's eyes
Passions roused beneath a silent moon
Hanging onto skies where stars are strewn
Rhythms of dreams ripe for the taking
Trembling in the kisses, utterly earthshaking
"Waves gently lapped the shore nearby
As we embraced, my love and I
My fingers touched my sweethearts hair
It felt like silk, so soft and fair"
Twas the splendour of their sweet kiss
That led to years of intense bliss
Gentle rainfall a lamppost glow
Enhanced the stellar, long ago
Although the rain then turned to hail,
They kissed until the moon was pale;
And he was found by mornings light,
alone, all drained of blood and white
Stanza 1 (Charles Messina) Stanza 2 (Dilly Dally)
Stanza 3 (Susan Ashley) Stanza 4 (Roger Carvis)
Stanza 5 (Natasha L Scragg) Stanza 6 (Andy Chunn)
Stanza 7 (Regina McIntosh) Stanza 8 (Andrea Dietrich)
Stanza 9 (Belle Bellevue) Stanza 10 (Jack Horne)
Categories:
tinseled, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme
I adopted a cat around Thanksgiving
He was the sweetest thing in the beginning
To my surprise
He’s in disguise
With The Joker kitty I am now living
This balmy yuletide season Milo despised
My silver tinseled Christmas tree he demised
Never expressing gratitude
A clawing catty attitude
Yet a contented kitty I have surmised
Categories:
tinseled, animal, christmas, humor,
Form:
Limerick
J ubilee’s song heightens; the bell is rung
A uld Lang Syne…fond memories we all keep,
N ever-ending the pour of chilled wine, that
U nsaid words of love spill on tinseled lights;
A s orchestral tunes greet this first of month
R eveling in dreams laced with snowdrop scent;
Y ounger the hearts...chanting newborn wishes!
Enter the BEST SHORT ACROSTIC POEMS
Andrea Dietrich's Contest
~ This is my birth month; carnation and Snowdrop
are symbolic flowers implying hope and beauty
12/ 22/ 2015
Categories:
tinseled, dream, happiness, january,
Form:
Acrostic
Lingering gracefully though Heaven's gold
She tosses white flakes of eve that grow cold;
Twigs stretching their arms to the tinseled sky
In a chill of breeze as she walks nearby.
Signalling her presence in fine,laced gown
Her gems are rubies and pearls on a crown,
In hues delightful, as blushed nights reveal
A December glow, in wintertime's zeal.
Her scent quite distinct, of peat and wood smoke
Mellow as leaf mold yet burnished as oak,
Her gaze rising like snow, gentle then rough
Glossy as chestnuts, abundant enough.
While she smiles, the fireplace her hand bears
Tumbles of stillness on whispered prayers...
She pauses briefly, then turning her face
Abandons frothed charms to Season's embrace.
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Write Me A Winter Poem Contest
Sponsor: Broken Wings
By nette onclaud
New Poem ~ 11/15/2015
Categories:
tinseled, imagery, winter,
Form:
Couplet
Your abundant display of floccinaucinihilipilification
Has been established from the time of conception
Like a rotten fruit shaken to its kinetic destination
Is this not what the world expects from this generation?
Beaten into submission by the depreciation of individuality
We have conformed to the ‘it’s all about me’ mantra of impartiality
Boldly pusillanimous which enhances our real appearance of frailty
Covered up by the tinseled boulder of youthfully exuberant gaity
Just like the Quakers decided we were the ignorant ideal in their initial determinism
Then soon conveniently revised it in keeping with exhibition of popular barbarianism
You and I have been fickle in our choice which has down played truth of expressionism
Being on the fence has undermined our value; oh if only we embraced humanitarianism
Categories:
tinseled, care, introspection, rights,
Form:
Didactic