Best Undreamed Of Poems
I wander in the nature’s green, trees in rows the birds preen
Like a gem glimmers the morning dew, with a precious diamond’s hue
And flowers bloom as I gaze anew, eggs hatch to welcome lives in queue
I can smell the wondrous earth, the distant flow of water in mirth
It’s a new dawn another day thereof, wherein I sense his breath of love.
As I prod on the old man smiles, he delivers milk by cycling miles
Passing the farmers sweet abode, the cry of new life reaches the road
A child wails by the neighbour’s door, with a sweet candy her eyes adore
Roaming the street is a hound grown, pups trailing behind unknown
A jocund street undreamed of, wherein I sense his breath of love.
My dearest rush out sighting me afar, without whom my life is a war
The tiny tots in their cradles lie, as we sing a lullaby
This is the world I am part of, wherein I sense his breath of love.
© (4 Feb '15)
* Honourable mention in the contest 'Enter a poem #1' by Poet Destroyer
Categories:
undreamed of, blessing, family, life, love,
Form:
Rhyme
DREAMS OF THE DEATH OF LOVE
When a dream meets reality does love die?
When I dream of your caress I fly
Through the night so far above,
Pleasures undreamed of
Found in your
Love.
Nevermore
To kiss my sweet dove,
Gone the Laughter I belove.
Cold earth blankets your silent goodbye.
When a dream meets reality does love die?
Written 17/02/15
For Andrea Dietrich’s contest “An invented form”
Name for This form “hourglass”
Categories:
undreamed of, death, dream, love,
Form:
Rhyme
At crushing depths
Titanic rests
Rusticles- like red ice
hang from her corpse
[the excrement of
fathoms deep bacteria]
And now technology
[ undreamed of when it was needed]
peers at her
[long submerged wreckage]
from slick sub-like vessels
taking computer generated
photo mosaics
[for investigators to pore over.]
Once, mystifying questions
are un-layered one by one
from evidence locked
within her tortured skeleton,
revealing
[ not the simple impact of an iceberg]
sealed her fate]
but rather, a 'series of happenings',
[without remedy.]
Rivets with 'too much slag'
gave way
letting in Atlantic's weight
Her belly full,
she hugged her center keel
[in futile efforts]
to keep bow and stern connected.
As she sank, into eternity,
chambered cells,
[once meant to prevent
the onslaught of the sea,]
were swiftly breached
Sea weight tore her
great- ship's-soul asunder,
and sinking to the sea's dark floor,
she took with her,
poor forsaken passengers
[crying in disbelief ]
at the cruel and lying 'myth.'
See sawing down,
the broken stern end
speared, into fathoms deep mud,
the bow rails stayed intact
[for all the ghosts
to lean on ]
And with the solving of
her final hours,
it is unthinkable,
that this rusticled specter
[once so full of mystery]
had been declared to be
'unsinkable.'
ALL YOURS (Jun 10)
Contest Judged: 6/9/2021 11:40:00 PM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
First Place
Categories:
undreamed of, destiny, fate, history, integrity,
Form:
Free verse
An iridescent celestial being
Anarchic yet effervescent adolescent
Frolicking freely in the omnipresent forest,
Like a breeze through the leaves.
Barefoot & star gazing — native & trail blazing.
Like a clever, fearless fairy exploring the faraway night sky,
I am the fantastic bit of magic on an otherwise static planet.
Bewitched by wild wonderment;
Coloring my life with the chaos of pathos.
I am the captain of passion, & best little hippie
On the mountain — formed by a volcanic fountain
That caused a panic on our little oceanic planet.
Dancing in multidimensional secrecy,
Past an unattainable horizon
Is where you'll find me — on the Big Island in the sea.
It is a true treasures
With impeccable weather & such mystic characteristic,
It's almost unrealistic.
So forget your whimsey Hawaii five-O fantasy
Tear a hole right through the sky
Arise, & fly with me on a real odyssey
Across the mesmerizing island
Teeming with undreamed of creatures
& seemingly endless saffron sand beaches
few have ever been
up to the
Vermilion rainbow plateaus
& sacred volcano summits
Amidst cascading honey suckled waterfalls
& streams of splendiferous wildflower meadows.
We can indulge in thousands of hues of bloom
Or retreat, once more to the oasis at the shore,
To stand hand in hand before the prevailing trends
Of a turning world; scattering brightness in the dark
Fledge millennium into an unadulterated oblivion.
Enveloping what is suspend in time
with a colour compass configurations
The universe, nearly legible expresses herself
Writing constellational scribe
elucidating galaxy.
Categories:
undreamed of, appreciation, environment, fairy, paradise,
Form:
Free verse
A hot steamy, winter day.
Made two hateful lovers stray.
For together they were apart.
But, apart they lived with dead hearts.
They were visible by the fade.
With a final blow, they forever killed.
The contained blood, spilled.
They hated to love.
They admitted this was undreamed of.
Together they emptied a cup by getting it filled.
Because they were only attracted by pushing away.
Those two hateful lovers did stray.
By looking the other away they faced each other.
They choose to love than hate the rather.
So they both lived to kill today.
Categories:
undreamed of, devotion, passion
Form:
Limerick
Walking home from a party one cold night,
a man approached and not word did he say:
though, he seemed harmless I did have some fright,
silently, he gave me a rose bouquet;
I was enthralled and never felt the bite !
Oh, I seemed to be in a dreamy trance,
and we were in an old graveyard eerie:
I was aware of him and took a glance,
wanting to kiss him but I was weary;
it all seemed like an arranged happenstance !
He opened the door to an ancient crypt,
down, down, deep we entered a vintage room:
then, suddenly from his strong hold I slipped,
a tomb- but I felt no doom and no gloom;
in the silence I could that water dripped !
That night he became my eternal love,
he was a vampire and still I kissed him:
I died- but did not reach heaven above,
my life with him happy and never grim;
we have an ever undreamed of truelove !
Categories:
undreamed of, death, love,
Form:
Quintain (Sicilian)
L O V E
—————
Love…
Crosses walls-
Invites the vines-
Joins the harvest toil-
Stays, Faithful-
Speaks the ineffable-
Increases-
Offers its fruit-
Swells within-
Embroiders tapestries-
Will not pause-
Shall be
Caressed, with appreciation-
Bears forgiveness-
Sings-
Constantly is re-created-
By the touch of God-
Great as the division of
Dark from Light-
And, is actualized by the heart-
A seed in the soul,
An enduring source-
A force of all good-
To reap peace…
And at the last,
lasts longer
In undreamed-of ways.
———————————————
(c) sally young Eslinger 11/7/21
Thanks be to God
Categories:
undreamed of, blessing, creation, inspiration, peace,
Form:
Didactic
In your name
I find reason
Different lifes
Like different seasons
In your name
I find healing
From all pain
my emotions just start peeling
In your name
I find myself
A better me
Within itself
In your name
I find a fire
a passion so great
Its you who inspires
In your name
I find whats lost
even my past
you polished and glossed
In your name
I see you and Me
you helped me realize
What I could not see
In your name
I find love
so strong
and undreamed of
In your name
I find glory
So beautiful and passioniate
A never ending story
In your name
I pray forever
That In my name
to you'
I mean the same
Categories:
undreamed of, inspirational
Form:
Rhyme
Over the fruitful forests, I saw the trees
I hoofed over sleet, slush, ice, rain n' snow
On my any which way journeys
Wandering kookily at the yearn of heaven's glow
I bear on my back a bodily spirit flow
Whilst traveling in tracks undreamed of
In vasty wind depth visits, so
To kiss the creator's old sod of soil ruff
Many I saw, rip current ocean shores
Sunny and clear, potshot rain sprees
Great stones and rock on steepy cliff floors
Umpteen alpine in the deep forest trees
More than that, wild geese in clean blue air
In elevation over n' under
Heading home across the landscape fair
Hasteningly, avoiding hunter and thunder
In all my travels, I found no answers. Only wonder!
Categories:
undreamed of, travel,
Form:
Free verse
DUST UPON THE STAIR
My life careers on so fast, the years and people fly by to who knows where,
times I had have been the best so I'll remember them but forget the bad.
Isn’t that the way we live our lives? Always wanting to remember the good but not the bad.
My music still sounds the same, bringing haunting memories back that I thought had been lost forever. I think of them with a chill down my spine.
They’re like dust upon the stair, undisturbed except by a solitary footprint.
Whose is it? It isn’t mine, only the ghosts know, they glide through my mind in long forgotten memories taking me to a reverie almost undreamed of in my normal state of mind.
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Categories:
undreamed of, angst, anxiety, beautiful, gothic,
Form:
Verse
From the glow of my skin you could see the white doves.
I seduce women yet cant deal with myself as a man something
undreamed of.
I'm tired of seeing what i cant change.
Its not that life is too short,its too long dealing with different souls and their range.
Give me a few billion dollars and ill give you my glow.
Ill take my life to give them freedom after all things haven't changed in this plateau.
Its simple enough to say I'm right, it brought me here
after I thought about dying tonight.
Confused I wasn't while I was,
a child has more than hands of time
could i ever be wrong
doing wrong with a kings intentions
being kept alive to know the difference today.
Categories:
undreamed of, death, fear, life, me,
Form:
Next month, March, our young love will be alive
For one-half century plus two years; our love
Has stood through test which cause most to crash dive.
Our paths have gone to places undreamed of
Paths that we would not have traveled
One not very beaten down or worn path
Many of these journeys, we would have canceled
And would have left really fast.
God had a plan to weave us together
Creating unusual tapestry
On those grassy paths storms we have weathered
Drawing closer, love lasting, ancientry
Young love when first begun, hope, excitement
Half-century together love's acknowledgement
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest: 4 forms, 4 themes
My choice: Sonnet, Lasting Love
Date: Monday, January 23, 2012
Categories:
undreamed of, love, love,
Form:
Sonnet
What a splendid vista is displayed when a new dawning is begun!
No mortal artist could create a canvas as magnificent as the setting sun!
Mere poets can never express in their most flowing verse the beauty thereof!
But of these, there is nothing, absolutely nothing more beautiful than love!
Love glowed in their hearts when they were united as man and wife.
Romance was very much alive as they celebrated 50 years of wedded life!
They weathered the vicissitudes of life with beams of Love from Above.
Ah! There is nothing, absolutely nothing more beautiful than love!
What overwhelming love warmed your soul as you held your newborn child!
Tears of happiness welled in your eyes as it peered at you and sweetly smiled!
That precious and helpless little gift from God - you felt so undeserving of!
The thrill of it! The very thrill of it! There's nothing more beautiful than love!
There is nothing that binds like love for comrades marching into battle,
To face the stench of war, the roaring cannon and the muskets' rattle!
They press on caring only for their buddies, facing perils undreamed of,
Forfeiting life that others might live free - now that is unconditional love!
'Tis love when a father donates a kidney that his little son might live.
'Tis love when foes find it in their hearts to forget and forgive.
Love for one another is what this troubled world is more in need of.
There is nothing, absolutely nothing at all more beautiful than love!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Categories:
undreamed of, lovebeautiful, beautiful, life, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Oh, my Lord, it is true
as a rosebud I love You.
There has never been another.
I sing my love songs to my Brother.
O, my God, my King;
I kiss Your Face;
I touch Your Feet.
The beauty of Your Eyes at night
are the stars that Heaven lights.
The fabric of Your Gleaming Gown
holds things undreamed of and Your Crown.
You are the Eternal Bliss I see
beyond the oceans and the seas.
When I leave this world I'll send,
a silent kiss and smile to Thee.
You are in me and I am in Thee;
and we are in everything I see.
Janet Marie Bingham
Categories:
undreamed of, best friend, christian, encouraging,
Form:
Rhyme
In the depths of the abstruse pages
A quill transcribes fathomless thought
Feathered ideas guilelessly tethered to
Existence with a black ink onslaught
The same plume that once lifted its own maker
To heights undreamed of on the ground
Disembogues reflections of speculations
On white pages that are now confound
A blank slate now full of words
From those who have come before
leaves us to cipher fact from fiction
At the confluence of winged lure
Categories:
undreamed of, analogy, deep, metaphor, philosophy,
Form:
Rhyme