Best Until Poems
I know your spirit is finally free
when I scattered your ashes yesterday
Cancer has taken you away from me
solitude is now the price I must pay
When I scattered your ashes yesterday
I said adieu to the love of my life
Solitude is now the price I must pay
I’m now a widow, no longer a wife
I said adieu to the love of my life
I look to heaven and I question why
I’m left a widow, no longer a wife
as seagulls circle in bright azure sky
I look to heaven and I question why
cancer has taken you away from me
As seagulls circle in bright azure sky
I know your spirit is finally free
New Poems Only Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
16 lines, 10 syllables per line
FICTION POEM WRITTEN FOR CONTEST
4/12/18
When her smiles are no longer real
And she laughs only now and then
If every thought is now kept sealed
Hold her until she feels again
When memories only bring tears
And joy's lost in "remember when"
In the darkness quiet her fears
Hold her until she feels again
A heart scarred and of love bereft
Empty voids her only spokesmen
When she says numb is all that's left
Hold her until she feels again
05/12/2018
Just An Old Poet, Holding On Until I Die
I write verse, live in the moment and score the past
oft revealing naked truths that set some aghast,
yet with rhyme and reason, I ink stain each white page,
some even tried to knock me off the poet's stage.
Tho' pen, paper and I felt no panicking fear
my course was set, but it was not always so clear,
wrote furiously for a time, to make my mark,
world brutally beat me, prospects were very stark.
As time flowed on by, and with wisdom slowly gained
inking pages, I saw they were not so badly stained,
life had given perspective and a renewed lease
although not Jason, I had found my golden fleece.
Just an old poet, holding on until I die
poetry is my treasure, do not ask me why!
Sonnet: 6-14-2018
For life and love and summer breeze
For memories that fly with ease
For days with you that bring to mind
The greatest joy that I may find
For music that reflects the sun
For you and I to be as one
For roses that perfume the air
as fingers ruffle through your hair
For thoughts of peace that fill my heart
For knowing we will never part
For saying I will always stay
Until my breath should wing away
Whether rock-and-rolling or hip-hopping,
you move and groove so easily at first
when dreams are fresh. Oh, there is no stopping
that dance of youth when all is unrehearsed.
By the middle years, perhaps you’re spinning
(cavorting softer if your kids are sleeping).
Can you slow down if life is about winning?
Might you still be twirling as you’re weeping?
With tears of sometimes joy and sometimes grief,
it’s not too long before you’re dancing to
the Golden Oldies (turned that “final” leaf).
Be positive! Choose well the dance you do.
May you be blessed with grandkids and hand-clapping.
Pace yourself and keep those toes a-tapping!
July 11, 2021For The Last Dance Poetry Contest (NA)
Submitted Aug. 10, 2021 for 'A Brian Strand 1 to 14 line' Poetry Contestst
I felt I’d known you all my life
When I met you and your lovely wife
Your daughter and grand-daughter too
A friendship forged, we will again renew
When I saw you at the airport today
Hugs and kisses came my way
Treasured memories of the days we met
These precious times we will never forget
Hugs Jan ***
Jan Allison
4th November 2014
Wading through fragmented thoughts
Searching for one last poetic line
To slip around a shattered heart
Then shaped into a perfect bow
Pulsating softly like guitar strings
As they begin to play real slow
Replacing old queasy emotions
With melodic breezes that flow
Through the canyons of mind
Once found in a bottle of whiskey
That has now been left behind
Gliding in Texas two-step rhymes
To the Silver Bullet Band we bid goodnight
Our last dance becomes
A mellow tune that only Seger hums
We dance between the verses of smoothed out lines
That seem to roll endlessly through gifted minds
To be left off the page, until they shine
Verse 1
I’ll play you a tune
That’s what I do
I’ll write you a song
Only meant for two
Sing such soft lyrics
And feel every line
Take your heart places
Until you are mine
Verse 2
Dream of tomorrow
Words become flesh
Like lovers in spring
New aromas refresh
Arms wrapped around
That sweet body divine
Touch, oh the thought
Let’s surrender to sublime
Verse 3
I’ll make you believe
Our names in the sand
Such a sexy island girl
Needs a strong sailor man
I’ll cast away the pain
Of ghosts from your past
This kiss says I’m staying
No more shadows from the past
Chorus
I’ll play you a tune
That’s what I do
I’ll write you a song
Only meant for two
Sing such soft lyrics
And feel every line
Take your heart places
Until you are mine
Verse 4
My voice like a breeze
Can be felt on your heart
Gentle whispers that heal
Hope renews, fear departs
Let me sing you to sleep
Sweet girl, dream of me
I pray this wish comes true
Be more than fantasy
Chorus
I’ll play you a tune
That’s what I do
I’ll write you a song
Only meant for two
Sing such soft lyrics
And feel every line
Take your heart places
Until you are mine
Returning from the date, he hides impressions
into the nooks and crannies of his mind
like a fed dog hides bones and then can’t find.
Don’t, filthy dog, don’t do that! Nothing freshens
the memory like a new date. The grave
of his beloved wife was fresh enough
to dig it up. Oh, weird twists of love,
macabre curves of lust that make him crave
charm in decay, enjoyment in remains
of beauty, sentimental memories
of kisses smelling humus, reveries
of the ideal submissiveness in chains
of death. It’s almost day. “Goodbye, sweetheart”.
Oh, how time drags before nightfall tomorrow!
In sickness and in health, in joy and sorrow,
through death, until a new dawn do us part.
09.12.2019
Memorial Of A Loved One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Hope
sparkled
brightly like
a ruby stone
once upon a time
until I learned
I had to
polish
faith
June 7, 2020 for Emile Pinet's Ninette Contest
My body tenses.
The soft padding of footy pajamas
approach
tiny fingers grip my eyelid
lift it....
Bright eyes gaze into
the freshly opened eye.
A voice shouts....DA!!!
The other eye opens.
Yes I'm in here.
......And he knows it.
His PJ's had that
"potato in a pocket" hang.
I close my eyes...
reopen them...
he's still there...
he shouts again....DA!
Milk dribbles from his chin
as he struggles
to master the spoon
Cheerios dot his forehead
as he throttles a banana.
The "eye" sips coffee
tries not to laugh.
The dog laps up
his portion of sharing.
It was a good morning.. until
he pried my eye open
then....it became
.......A GREAT MORNING
John G. Lawless
2/15/2021
~*~
I knew there was a sun
that adorned the sky each day
Fireflies at twilight
in the forests as they play
Daffodils and tulips
found to bloom most every spring
Robins in the sycamore
each morning there to sing
Waves upon the ocean
and a moon up in the sky
Stars that brightly twinkle
as the evening passes by
I knew there were so many things
yet I could just not see
Until you came into my life
and showed these things to me
~*~
No trick or treaters on the street
they're all in bed now, getting sleep,
Candies piled high upon the floor
collected from each neighbor's door,
Smoke rises from the pumpkin's grin
the day's magic still burns within,
Restless spirits are set free to roam
and find their way back to home,
An earthly reunion until the sun rises
with those who've met their demises,
It's time for October's farewell scene
on the final night of Halloween,
The harvest moon is setting low
opposite the rising sun's gentle glow,
Wandering souls leave us for another year
and say goodbye and shed a tear,
Because, they surely miss us, too
their tears become the morning dew,
To stain the leaves a shining gold
and welcome in wet November's cold.
Though wrinkled veins line years on drooping arms
I'll hold all springtime's traces of young vows,
To care for you through life’s devoted charms
And rouse our crowning milestones , joy endows
While tint of whitened hair enchants my heart--
That passing unto seasons now grows old,
Upon this dream's compass we have to part.
So sing dear one, our floral notes behold
As I guard you through one last winter rain,
Until once more sweet memories grip us
To cuddle laughter's beat and tunes again;
When petals fly with traces of caress.
…Before leaves of demise call us to rest;
We’ll share night's end upon heaven’s bequest.
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RHYMED, METERED poem Contest
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy 5/6/2017
Checked www.howmanysyllables.com
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My words seep onto the page like poetic tears
Drip
Drip
Drip
Words once leached from every inch of my psyche
Now my friends, my time has come
It is time for me to depart
The light in my life is fading
Soon it will be extinguished
I will be gone from your lives forever …
Yet my words will always remain
I have been on a journey of a lifetime
Writing changed my life forever
I’ve shared my hopes and dreams
The good times and the bad
With laughter and tears
If you have one memory of me
Remember how I made you smile
I will never spill a drop of ink again
It’s finally time to say adieu
For it is too late for goodbyes
These are the final words I will ever write …
Until we meet again
For contest
26th August 2015