Best Upraised Poems

Elaelana- A Nymph In the Forest
Inspired by Charles Amable Lenoir's painting, "A Nymph In the Forest"

Pronunciation: 
Elaelana; Eh-lee-LAY-nuh, 
Naphesai; Nah-feh-SIGH, 
Mylesia; My-lee-SEE-uh

Elaelana, forest goddess, kneels beside the water lilies
Picking dainty, gem-like flowers to adorn her crown of hair;
Borrowed gems from Naphesai, her lovely sister of...

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Dull As A Disease

I am sitting in my Dorchester lair,
Behind the door I do feel your mien,
When my poetic muse is in apt flair
You look real as life, my amore mia.

When I am surfing on the internet,
You are there in my click I envisage,
When I...

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I am sitting in my Dorchester lair,     
And behind the door I do feel your mien,  
When my poetic muse is in the air,    
You look real as life to me, “Amore Mio”.   

When I...

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March comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb
       — English proverb

Any sign of Spring makes me sigh
        — Kim Rodrigues

OUT LIKE A LAMB

pink petals of confetti throng
the Spring...

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It was May Day and Beltane was the time
Druid Arwn with flowing mane his Grove did call
With upraised arms he did chant in ancient rime
The Sun God ascendeth, but the Solstice marketh his fall!

The 21 of Jun, Alban Hefin will be in the heavens
And crown...

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Heart Of Stone

What a heart wrenching piece of news..
In today’s spread of daily news…
Boldly headlined ‘Mom: No Forgiveness”
It was about filial hurt and devastated dreams.  

This news worthy piece of news was rather brief..
The reporter was probably  trying hard to be objective..
This news...

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A Thankful Heart

A thankful heart is a precious gift
to our Heavenly Father above,
giving thanks in all things unto Him
but especially for His great love.

For all good and perfect gifts the Word says
come from the Father of Lights, 
and the Father’s eyes are upon the thankful...

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She Whispered “I Love You”  (MJH 20150619)

She whispered “I love you”
As we danced real close.
She caught me by surprise,
As I looked into her eyes,
And time suddenly froze.
I said “I love you, too.”

She whispered “I love you”
When I kneeled with the ring.
So, while trying to...

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Amid Arcady's sylvan groves(where once I gazed
Upon such luminous  and alabaster grace
By her  immortal beauty raptly drawn and dazed
As she turned and  gently upraised   her elfin face.
Like Aphrodite  from the foam she rose and shone
With eager rivulets caressing ev'ry...

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I was asleeped lying on the floor, 
And adorned with lovely flowers; 
Peculiar things were there, 
When with a core heart they bathed me in a blessing showers: 

I don't know what the strange things were going at my house; 
Like an infant, I was...

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O Magog,
from the sterile land of Gog,
thou rejoicest over how thy biological idol father
hast devilishly embraced thee

Spiritual mathematics 
offer free radical theorems
of probability analysis

Doth thy Gentile nuclear goggles
allow thee to see
the virtual microbe mushrooming variables
in a decaying half-life reality?

O bastard son
of a thousand fathers
Raised on...

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She stands there, 
silently, 
as the khols
and taals
begin
to play.
If money had afforded, 
they would have found the
wrong chromosome.
Pat silk
Sitipati
Bangles
ornate
heads
fingers
feet
and she
begins
to sway.
Maatsya, 
the fish, 
life begins.
famished cries
unheeded, 
A crumpled woman, 
abandoned child.
Now she is the tortois
lifting herself
from the milky sap
of oleander, 
castor oil.
Bending, 
fingers spread, 
She...

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The Poet’s Task, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : La Labor del Poeta

				To Vicente Aleixandre

(It might be worth bearing in mind, while reading this poem, that Vicente Aleixandre was severely handicapped by illness from an early age. T. Wignesan) 

You, the poet of the solitary...

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The secrecy that ad-libbed by the muteness
Embraced fervency aroused by the speechless
The darkness that mildly faded by the moonshine night
He gently took hold of time
Holding her by his arm, softly he lauded 
The moment with rhyme –
Three melodic words as he whispered 
Broke through his...

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Mosquito Bat

Peering closely, I sought to quickly skim through the online latest news …
True to form, I am a stickler for keeping up with the latest happening news…
Given this internet age and its borderless media reach, there’s always something…
So much to read, so much to...

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