Best Tonality Poems
You wrap my name
In syllables of love
Passion tinged sound units
Caressed by the beauty of your voice
you leave me no choice
but to yield....
breathed into my ear
you release
letter sojourners to travel
down the curve of my neck
to a cadence that captivates
and my heart capitulates
When you say my name....
When you say my name
saturated in n~e~e~d
wanting to be freed....
you make the appeal
wanting healing...immediate...real
your testosterone tempered tonality
temptingly deep...
it sets in motion
Resonance reverberations
that rock ecstasy's epicenter...
my name comes again
riding your waves of want...
it comes
in the full knowledge
that my release of liquid love
will welcome you in
to the inner sanctum sanctuary
where your body is idolized
and your name chanted...immortalized
in the rhythm and rhyme
of passion sublime
When you say my name...
When you say my name
you evoke the spirit of eternity
to dance the dance of life
weaving through and around
two simple syllables
of romantic antics
dancing and swaying
your voice calming playing
the trace of romance
leaving nothing to chance
when you say my name....
when YOU say...MY...N*A*M*E*
Eileen
Categories:
tonality,
Form:
Free verse
This is a land of metronome duality.
We’re cowed by sun, then huddle in the dark.
Here shrubs and lizards eke, with bleak frugality,
a living that’s both passionless and stark.
But I’m from England. When parched cyclones rake
white dust in sterile spirals, I delight
in half-remembered rainclouds, and I ache
to bathe again in subtle, muted light.
She’s of this place. Her personality
is elemental, primitive, opaque.
At first, this strangeness, far from seeming trite,
is what caused fierce attraction to ignite.
But now I doubt her crude tonality
transcends the cold hypnosis of the snake.
Categories:
tonality, spanish,
Form:
Sonnet
absolutely amazed
how did i get you back
the things you have accomplished since
i never thought i would or ever could
absolutely amazed
what change in particular drew you back to me
i feel as if i am the same guy
i think i am the same guy
is it just the changed in time and life
is it primarily the changes that YOU see in ME
whatever it is, i do not want to mess this rare second chance up this time
so sit down here....make yourself comfortable in my arms
talk with your mouth, your mind, your tonality, your expressionism, and your hands
tell me....no....make demands to me what you need, what you expect, and what you want
i will reply with the same and address any concern that you may have when it comes to my overall sincerity
i am just grateful to God that i have you back
i am forever with Forever....absolutely amazed....
Categories:
tonality, beautiful, blessing, homework, how
Form:
Free verse
I wish you knew
when it all gets a little too much,
and I feel out of touch
needing an emotional crutch
to get me through
I wish you knew
It's your smile
That's chases away my blues
I wish you knew
when I'm weary of life
bone weary of the tried and true
longing for something deliriously new
To get me through
It's you!
You'll never know
my admiration
unadulterated awe-struck inspiration
you evoke.
You provoke me to feel
escape is the real deal.
I can't conceal
what you mean to me.
My safe fantasy
Ulternate reality
Living in life's duality
Make believe's tonality
My muse, you sing me into sanity
You'll never know,
and that's OK
In this lifetime
this here and now of my days
yes, in so many ways
you've kept me from going under.
Your words, your actions: the thunder
that wakes me from the mundane.
It's insane
that when lost in the abyss
it's your screen worthy kiss
that pulls me into bliss,
I keep it on replay
every hour of every day
and I'm revived
happy I'm alive
I'm ready to thrive!
So keep smiling
portray that larger than life style
that makes admiring you worthwhile.
With those eyes that beguile
love and be loved
live and let me live
here in the shadows
close to your light,
for you are my delight
Thank you
for bringing me back to life!
Eileen Manassian
Categories:
tonality, hero, inspirational love, tribute,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
poetry picture
meaning of meaningful things
of tonality
For Contest: Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Categories:
tonality, poetry,
Form:
Haiku
there are dice rolling in my head
it does not matter what numbers
are face up, emitted from the
nucleus is a poem just for you
special you are in ways that make
the sun hesitant when it comes to
clocking out to let the moon take over
there is a softness in the air so rare to
the mind that it exceeds explanation and
rises above mint condition....please do not
doubt that value of your worth and please do
not underestimate the precious delight of your
presentation....it means more to me than you
will ever begin to comprehend....and even though
i am but a microscopic part of your life....the jovial
tonality of your makes me feel grand like a careless,
smiling insomniac with no sense for worldly movements
Categories:
tonality, friend, friendship, memory, remember,
Form:
Free verse
My Love How Do I Love You--
Just what is love, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you drool, sting and fly,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the blue deny.
Let me compare you to a philia tune?
You are more eros, agape and pragma.
Light sun heats the ludus peaches of June,
And summertime has the gentle magma.
Now do I love you? Why Let me site ways.
I love your personality and arms;
Thinking of your mental smile fills my days;
My love for you is the judgment farms;
Now I must away with a gaping heart;
Remember my soft words whilst we're apart;
My storage love, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you drool, sting and fly,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the butterfly.
Let me compare you to a blue buffoon?
You are more philia, eros and gentle.
Light sun heats the agape peaches of June,
And summertime has the supplemental.
How do I love you? let me insight the ways.
I love your arms and personality.
Thinking of your ludus smile fills my days.
My love for you is the tonality.
Now I must away with a pragma heart,
Remember my soft words whilst we're apart.
03/7/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Categories:
tonality, anxiety, feelings, i love
Form:
Sonnet
a future memory in passing
i think thoughts i will leave in my head
i will just express the tonality of your beauty in my mind
though you are older, my imagination is a jungle of growth with no discipline
i savor the moment as you become another microscopic period with no simple sentence to end
a future memory in passing
our eyes meet briefly as you walk back the other way
the wind blows your hair in your eyes, and you stop for a moment as you brush it away from your face
though i am younger, your imagination ignites an odd sort of fire in my loins
the guessing game flirtation elongates as we wonder about the other
a future memory in passing
there are words unspoken between us that we will never come close to know
we both know the true truth of our respective situations
though we may be december, we shine in each others lives until the clock of reality strikes
it is then that in seemed hesitation we slowly part ways....knowing full well we will never pass each others way again....
Categories:
tonality, life, truth,
Form:
Free verse
As an aperitif to understand the essence of thought
Blood of a young tortoise touched my lips
Seldom as it is - pure ichor – I whisper’d in a trot
Let me get drunk on it while deifying the lunar eclipse
That is what I deserve, that is what I ought.
Is loneliness a hook up with the animalistic self?
Wearing an anorak to withstand the wind of banality
In the midst of a blizzard of an entrenched life
Giving the advantage to the senses of vitality,
Not more than Dido ripping her heart with a knife.
Give me the rise of an insurrection I dreamt about as a boy
A rebellion that would let principles be a judge,
This would surely deliver the desire for joy,
Or an uprising of the loyalists that won’t fudge
But will steer clear off temptations or a ploy.
As a grey fakir I paint a picture into a smudge,
Away from an aureate garden of gild
Into a desolate dryness of a scorch’d land
With my sole soul strongly willed
And a single stroke of my angry hand.
I wished to give tonality in sound and in colour
While being smitten by the freshly cut grass
All the riches will never appease the dolour
As I stand next to a window made of the Venetian glass.
Here I am, in justice I fall
Being accused of playing Pygmalion
Exalted to the throne of Gaslight and all
Given the heart on the platter as a medallion
Draining an amassment of turbulence
From the cluster of words that smack the gob
And remain in our ears as stubborn permanence
And I run, and run, and run, non-stop.
Categories:
tonality, beautiful,
Form:
Verse
Intoxicated Rondeau
Totally intoxicated in prime movers’ immortality
Never hidden in punchy illusion
Broken heart dips into sacred circus hilarious absurdity
Images of staggering lightheadedness - cleared vision fusion.
Stronghold built on the perfect harmony suffusion
Of love’s author – dizzy with tipsy truth’s reality -
Distilled Spirit's healing balm - giddy epiphanies in profusion -
Totally intoxicated in prime movers’ immortality.
Shouting slaphappy cheers for reveries tonality
Elevated toast to the holy love’s effusion
Gleeful, inebriated, rolling peals for grace vitality
Never hidden in punchy illusion,
Staggering in your waves of affection’s conclusion
Dropping rags of shameful brutality
Revelations of solace in my heart’s seclusion
Broken heart dips into sacred circus hilarious absurdity
Released, then freed from frost stagnation’s legality,
From enigma’s toxic labyrinth exclusion,
Torn temple curtain reveals forgiveness jubilee
Images of staggering lightheadedness - cleared vision fusion.
Giddy epiphanies of Eden love resolves confusion
Eternal elixirs of glee banish banality
In sweet essences my “I” consumed without occlusion
Saturated by the great “I Am’s” affusion totality.
Totally intoxicated.
6-8-22
Contest: Rondeau Redoubled
Sponsor: L. Milton Hanks
Categories:
tonality, god, joy,
Form:
Rondeau Redouble
Arnold Schoenberg
of whom you may have heard
One who abandoned tonality
prefrring musicaity mere free
Categories:
tonality, music, people,
Form:
Clerihew
You sound like a fingernail
dragged over a blackboard.
Every word cast as blackmail
from a forked tongue in cheek.
Bathed in the vile, bile of diatribe,
masticated to be flung as dung expelled.
Your snarled words reek with
the dissonant cadence of discordance.
As your eyes flicker
from side to side with lies,
you look away, unable
to face me, eye to eye,
unmasked,
unshielded,
nakedly exposed,
in tune tonality,
truthful.
Categories:
tonality, break up, heartbreak, music,
Form:
Free verse
….
A man of pure music
A man of liveliness
A man of titillating satisfaction
With his gentle touch
And his soft gaze
For this is a man who captivates all
A man who will fulfill your deepest desire through music
As he snatches the souls of the tempting ones
Making each moment more desirable than the next
They all yearn to be in the presence of such a striking man
Though he only has eyes for one
He makes body tingling glances with his treasure
As she proceeds to tease him back
By standing there gawking
With her untouched bosom and her shiny smoothed skin
Leading him to be infatuated by first sight
He studies her
Her voluptuous shape
Her stature
Her tune
He swiftly picks her up
As if she weighs nothing
And carelessly presses her against his chest
He places his firm hands around her petite body
Leaving her in a completely submissive state
He commences slowly
A moderately paced blues
He longs to know what her body lusts for
As he explores the depth of her tonality
With each strum
He exerts powerful waves of vibration throughout her body
While warm and sensual sounds escapes her luscious lips
She responds with exhilarating pleasure
Music to his ears
Music to all
But he mustn't restrict himself
For her body
This alluring instrument
Feeds him such thrill
He begins to play rapidly
For his finger pattern has changed
As well as the tempo of her sound
Now, a gritty, funky beat
With a steady, hip thrusting rhythm
Two bodies in complete symmetry
Becoming one with each other
An exchange of devotion
Two souls intertwined
Becoming one with the music
Reaching a peak
Releasing all temptation
Her beautiful body
This irresistible instrument
She blesses the eyes of all
He blesses the ears of all
As the music begins to slowly fade
And come to an end
He places a light kiss on her smoothed skin
Brings her to bed
And bids her goodnight
….
Categories:
tonality, beautiful, beauty, desire, love,
Form:
Free verse
Softly
you enter the red tide, that sateen
landscape lithographed on the back
of eyelids.
Aging
means not caring anymore.
A sea of sidewalks await--
celestial and gray in the evening
tonality.
It always ends that way.
A magenta moon embosses
a chiaroscuro sky. A cicada
churns ancient stories
in the netting of apple trees.
Motionless, you blend with earth,
one ear sojourned
with new-mown grass.
We enter and re-enter
that awful under land, that soft
sluicing of a thousand salmon
in the distance.
It always ends that way
vining upon the portico
of moon
as gray-edged thrushes
ferret the sky.
Categories:
tonality, angst, death, introspection, nature,
Form:
Free verse
She sits lost in her even keel
without a solitary sound
without a note that you can steal
a piano, bolted to the ground
wallpaper secrets bona fide
atop old keys restrained of spiel
ancient solos, yesterday's chide
with every broken note she peels
her golden voice it aims to heal
alas her fingers cannot play
so as her heart begins to feel
the piano gongs with no allay
She hoped for better days ahead
but piano sits without appeal
tonality of aria now long dead
she had the song, but not the feel.
Jan. 22, 2020
Categories:
tonality, appreciation, music,
Form:
Quatern