Best Titles Poems
On an early spring morning, butterflies
flutter among dancing leaves,
While windsongs float within a breeze
As the monarch flies
In a field long forgotten,
Purple cues in orchid motifs
welcome the gift of spring
with sun kissed glee
When the wind blows,
Soft scarlet flutters of
hummingbirds in flight
caress a flower with wings,
as petals make waves
like ripples in the pond
Beyond the breakers, on distant shores
a sunset serenade,
with rainbow colored camouflage,
plays a sunset lullaby.
7-28-19
20 Titles From 20 Friends Contest
Sponsor: Richard Lamoureux
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Early Spring Morning ----------- Paul Callus
Butterflies ----------- Sara Kendrick
Dancing Leaves ------------ Heidi Sands
Windsongs ------------ Nette Onclaud
Within a Breeze ----------- Sandra Adams
As The Monarch Flies ----------- Charles Messina
In A Field Long Forgotten ------ Eve Roper
Purple Cues in Orchid Motifs ---- Vijay Pandit
The Gift of Spring ------ Sandra Haight
Sun Kissed ------ Jennifer Proxenos
When The Wind Blows ------- Darlene De Beaulieu
Soft Scarlet Flutters ------- Connie Marcum Wong
Hummingbirds In Flight ------- Jan Allison
A Flower With Wings -------- Kim Rodrigues
Ripples In The Pond -------- Laura Lu
Beyond The Breakers --------- Andrea Dietrich
Distant Shores --------- Alexis Y.
Sunset Serenade --------- Victor Buhagiar
Rainbow Colored Camouflage -- Laura Leiser
Sunset Lullaby --- Janice Canerdy
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Blue moon rising
on a stormy night
I sit sobbing
without you
Sadness,
when we fell out of love
The point of no return,
drifting apart
You broke my heart,
my fragile heart
Now you're gone,
I'm missing you
Guess it's over
Tell me why
Whispers on the wind
Words:
disappointment
dejection
disillusioned
rejection
A true tragic tale
heartbreak
loneliness,
sad eyes
a single tear
Reflections
in the moment
precious moments
carry me away...
The scent of your soul
breath of love
shadows from the past
personal memories
After the rain
I will survive
letting go
Spring is coming soon
a new beginning
inner peace
Best Titles Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo
(Every Line used is the original title of one of my poems)
June 11th 2017
Tell me
how did we get here
at a swishing swapping party?
(The voices echo in emptiness)
Bubbly cheerful and happy, naked and raw
forever bachelors Larry and Harry,
and the hot mom and the pool boy
go flash dancing with dawn!
Be warned, winkydinks
I had a Martini: ok, maybe four
I don't accept or understand
the drunken Socrates and his ouzo -
he’s the beast with eyes too kind!
What was it like back then ...
on being offered cheese as a dessert -
my blue cheese is a dark, reddish brown ...
Did you know
Hell hath no donuts !
20 Titles From 20 Friends Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux
7/18/19
Titles Used -
Tell Me - Poem by Ilene Bauer
How Did We Get Here D M Babbit
at ‘A Swishing Swapping Party’ by Paul Callus
The Voices Echo in Emptiness by Eve Roper
Bubbly Cheerful And Happy by Anne-lise Andresen
Naked And Raw by Maurice Yvonne
Forever Bachelors Larry and Harry by Carolyn Devonshire
The Hot Mom and The Pool Boy by Tim Smith
Flash dancing with dawn! by Connie Marcum Wong
Be warned, winkydinks by Gershon Wolf
I Had a Martini: Ok, Maybe Four by Lin Lane
I Don't Accept or Understand by Dear Heart
The Drunken… by Pashang Salehi
Socrates and his Ouzo by Arthur Vaso
The Beast with Eyes Too Kind by Andrea Dietrich
What was it like back then by Curtis Moorman
On being offered cheese as a dessert by Nina Parmenter
My Blue Cheese is a Dark, Reddish Brown by Mike Gentile
Did you Know by Alexis Y
Hell Hath No Donuts by Michelle Faulkner
By Starlight
How proud stands the willow
in silhouette of twilight skies.
The willow never weeps alone,
tears of joy stream down cheeks
at the footbridge where she
touched the water, where
Moonbeams dance
In the land beneath falling stars,
In the land of purple thunder as
Lightning strikes in an interlude to a
Fleeting rainstorm revealing
Hidden beauty in moon glow.
O, how heavenly!
A Rendezvous, echoing of ethereal eyes
In a magical stairway to the stars...
Whisper me a song, my love, a soul song.
She dreams of sentient stars forged by fire
In universal streams of light as she
Gazes wistfully heaven bound.
7-19-19
*Names of the poets whose titles are
incorporated into my poem:
Proud Stands the Willow by CayCay Jennings
Silhouette by Paul Callus
The Willow Never Weeps Alone by Sandra Adams
At the Footbridge by Jan Allison
She Touched the Water by Richard Lamoureux
Moon Beams Dance by Gershon Wolf
In the Land Beneath Falling Stars by Robert Lindley
The Land of Purple Thunder by Mike Gentile
Lightning Strikes by Kim Rodrigues
Fleeting Rainstorm by Vijay Pandit
Hidden Beauty By John Fleming
In Moon Glow by Andrea Dietrich
O, how heavenly by Dear Heart
A Rendezvous by Kurt Ravidas
Echoing of Ethereal Eyes by Winged Warrior
Stairway to the Stars by Carolyn Devonshire
Whisper Me a Song, My Love by Victor Buhagiar
Soul Song by Greg Barden
Forged by Fire by Eve Roper
Streams of Light by Caren Krutsinger
20 titles from 20 friends Poetry Contest ~Second Place~
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
Dirty old man
In the mood …
She's feelin hot hot hot
fancy a quickie?
Cross dressing
Lingerie
We should have seen the signs
What can go wrong when wearing a thong
Long and hard
What a whopper
Naked
Ecstasy
Wet dreams
moan moan moan
Hold on darling - I'm coming
This time YOU didn’t come second
Tell me why!
I was finding titles for Laura Loo’s contest and these are all original titles from some of my old poems…. I do worry about my muse!!
06-10-17
It always did seem On the Wings of a Dream
I’d Fly Away with you In My Heart -
through Singing Skies and Dancing Waters,
for Darling, The Music is You,
and The Gift You Are you have been from the start.
My Rhymes and Reasons, my divine Aspenglow,
Somethin’ About You, I can’t let go.
It seems I keep saying Goodbye Again,
watching you Leaving On a Jet Plane.
Then you’re Back Home Again and sweetest songs flow.
You can’t escape me, and I Can’t Escape you.
Poems, Prayers, and Promises prove this is true.
On Shanghai Breezes you Sail Away Home,
and I’ve Never a Doubt that for too long you’ll roam,
for you’ll Take Me to Tomorrow and more Songs Of . . . You.
A glitter of gold
whispers of light
fireflies dance
into the night
midnight moon
in golden glow
roaring waves
ebb and flow
silent harmony
unsung lullaby
a drifting melody
diamonds in the sky
the porch light's flame
a distant star
on the wings of a dream
a journey far
6/9/17
For those left behind
feeling the pace,
urban sprawl
remnants of the human race.
Revisited, looking in
cosmetic world
the haze removed
the urban battlefield.
© Harry J Horsman 2020
I guess I will, have to admit
My english ain't that good
But thought I'd find a contest
To win one if I could
But when I started reading
The words found on 'That List'
I instantly realized
There's schooling that I've missed
Is Alouette's some kind of song
I heard, frenchmen sing before
Is Zeugma that exercise
They do while on the floor
Portmanteaus must be a wine
You drink it 'till you can
Recite the alphabet
Like an Abecedarian
Chastuska, must be that blessing
They say after you sneeze
And A Florette's a toi-o-let
That's filled with Potpourri
I know I have a lot to learn
As I journey on life's way
But can't we have a contest
That isn't hard to say
By I Ambic
FALCONS, EAGLES, AND CROWS
Your aweful (sic) countenance of frowning
eyes and sharp beak predates history.
The pharaohs knew you, but you ruled the air
for millenia before they built their pyramids
and monuments. Even then, they knew your
majesty. Knowing themselves unequal, man
begged of you a favor, sweetly asked:
fly for me, falcon, fly!
Our knowledge of your world is tiny. How
can we comprehend the hidden secrets of the air?
the stories the canyons tell? What do we know
of the kill; the beating of wings? You grant us a
mere word in the library of your knowledge. All
that is left to us is An Interest in Falconry.
Once a bald eagle named Sitka enslaved me
with her commanding eyes. Many were the hours
I spent watching her. How was I to understand the
wildness in her heart? I often wondered what she
was thinking—and yes, oh yes, she was thinking—
when she spread her awesome wings as if to fly.
Was it sadness that filled her? I often feared it was.
Years later, a Fledgling crow fell into my life
from a fickle nest. She also seized my heart,
and I nursed her until she was old enough to
take her place in the currents of the air.
They all fly freely here, out in the desert,
blessed to inhabit a Nuclear-Free Zone. I visit
their canyon to hear the scree of the hawk,
the high pitched voices of the eagles, and the
relentless caws of the crows; Alpha Males all,
Calling to their forever loves.
An Interest in Falconry
Sitka
The Fledgling
Nuclear-Free Zone
The Call of the Alpha Male
(Deep in the rainforest), in (The Land of the Small), there lives a (Solitary Man) who is
known to do some (Slow Strollin’) among the (Deep Pockets) of (Vernal Pools) looking for
something more than (Sustenance). Of late, he finds it increasingly hard to be (Still Smiling)
after his (First Love) left him some (...graffiti on stone) (The Day She Left).
Choosing (Desperate Measures) over (Indecision), he said, in order to release these
(Imprisoned Opinions) “(I LOCK MY DOOR UPON MYSELF”). (From Where I Live), my life and
(I, GOT RHYTHM) from our (Sweet Exchange). I was (Longing For Love Not Lust).
Suddenly in the clearing a (Bronze Beauty) struck (That Pose)! His depression quickly
vanished as he began thinking (The sky’s the limit) now and it looks like it will be a long time
before he says: (I Miss You Again)!
*As I read poems from the top 25 poets who enter member contests, I wondered if I could
make a narrative from the titles of their last five poems posted. I randomly borrowed 23
titles from 17/25 poets. Perhaps it will evoke fond memories of these poets’ work. (The titles
are in parenthesis). ENJOY!
JT
There's nothing wrong with the name Burger King
(aside from the obvious ego thing).
But I'd be mighty skeptic
about shouting out in public,
"Let's go buy a couch from that place called Sofa King"
NOTE: Say "Sofa King" while closing your eyes... see if you don't notice something strange.
after the deluge
stilled cloud-shrouded land awakes. . .
flood of breaking day
Entered 4/15/2018 for MIck Talbot's Haiku no titles, theme NATURE Contest
**** **** **** ****.
There.
I got it outa my system.
The duck and the truck
met the buck and the other duck
and they all live happily thereafter.
Next year, in the movie titles, to any Feature Film,
It will be mandatory to state such an important factor,
" No animals were eaten, maimed or killed,
And there was no sexual harassment of any actor!"