Best Valleys Poems
We Found Paradise, Its Valleys Wide And Soft Green
When your heart sang to this downtrodden and lost man
singing birds stopped singing to hear that melody;
I was broken, walking through life without a plan
if sorrows were a joke, I was their parody.
Your kiss, healed aching pains, misery's deepest pits
before, living was raging hell, a sad lost cause,
blows falling, longer they came, harder their swift hits
life had been torment, day and night without a pause.
My darling, your gentle touch cast darkness away
dawn's sweet songs began to enter this renewed heart
each singing note, romantic blessing sent my way
we had love and life, beauty at each magic start.
Each moment a dance, a waltz that was heaven sent
I joyous prisoner of my Amazon queen;
all my mistakes, this soul did so gladly repent
we found paradise, its valleys wide and soft green.
No bars needed, love cast its beloved spell
each night this appreciative heart sang anew,
you are the rarest pearl, I your protective shell
with you by my side, gifting bliss long overdue.
In dreams, we see our future, its wondrous treasures
dance floors of solid gold, you the belle of the ball
my fantasy queen giving love's joyous pleasures
of my life before you, I now have no recall.
7-04-2018
Rhyme
Written for Teppo Gren's -- Evergreens # 4 Cilla Black Poetry Contest
Inspired by all three wonderful songs...
And as the hills yonder
Turned red from sunset rays
As darkness engulfed the valley
And the sweet sounds of birds
Rent the cool evening air
Our cows and sheep and goats
Hurried down the footpath
As though they were late
To a gathering of clans
Or to one of their own
And we the happy herds' boys
Turned our ravenous thoughts
To bananas yams and milk
And all available munch-able stuff
To calm our restless tummies
And as the evening metamorphosed into night
And the stars of the sky reclaimed their might
We the famished children of the valleys
Approached the fireside with widening eyes
As the roughshod soldiers laid claim to all
And shot in the air to frighten us all.
And so we watched with pangs of hunger
Training our wrath and rancor and dismay
To other sons and daughters of Africa
Who for reasons best known to them
Or known only to their heartless handlers
Proclaimed themselves ‘defenders of our freedom.’
Voila! Children of the valleys of Africa
And of the cities and slums of Africa
You who gather in the evening breeze
After torrid days in the fields and streets
Only to return to a darkening sky
Sans food sans wear sans light. Voila!
Springtime, camped between the mountain valleys.
Air filled with tickled laughter ventured through
canopy of leaves bathed a golden hue;
labyrinth fields sun's freedom to rally.
An owl rides the air stream, into darkness
against the fading moonlight to confront
joy of flying in silence of the hunt,
while crickets sing loudly in the stillness.
Rumbling sounds reach deep sleep from twice its breadth,
barely glean the worth turning into dreams
grasping the state of mind lapsed into deep,
a twilight world that knows not its own depth.
Waking up in the light of morning beams,
cooing sounds of mourning doves in nature's keep.
3/22/2018
Italian/Petrarchan Sonnet first 8 lines) abba abba (next 6 lines) cdecde
Over The Miles - A Collaboration With Vladislav Raven - Valentine's Collection 55
Over the miles from the top of Arrach,
my heart sings an eternal song to you.
Touching the azure as sol does look back,
Through the ages we've passed and life lived new.
Hear my heart singing its Valentine song,
as your dear image before me does stand.
Over the valleys and mountains so strong,
Flyng so high just to hold your dear hand.
As we gaze out o'er the valley's fair grace
With our beating hearts that now beat as one
Your arms keep me warm in loving embrace
Restricting winds chill and warmth from the sun.
Valentine hearts and pretty red roses
on this day meant for lovers, your heart's song,
verses written with romantic posies,
to you my sweetheart I'll always belong.
14/02/2019.
Thank you so much, Mike, for coaxing me to collaborate on your Valentine poem.
Your words inspired mine and I wish you the best of Valentine's Days. May the romance of the day inspire more poetry! Blessings, Connie
Happy Valentine's Day to everyone at Poetry Soup!
in temperate climes of valleys yonder
gazillion lavish blooms and eager buds
burst into spectacular rainbow hues
granting a new lease of life
to dreary seasons gone and past
sunny skies usurp possession
of a crystal heaven’s sweet complexion
sprinklings of glitter dust of gold
adorn untrimmed vines in every shade
bestowing their divine enchantment
to each horizon across the land
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on August 1, 2019 for contest A SUMMER’S DAY REDO sponsored by MICHELLE FAULKNER - RANKED 5TH
There could be no valley,
Without a mountain close by.
A valley is not a “forever place.”
It only exists between two “highs.”
Troubles come in everyone’s life,
We must all be tested and tried.
Each of us must choose right or wrong,
There is no other way to decide.
When your time comes to be tested,
Remember, God is in that valley too.
This too will pass! You’ll be victorious!
His Grace is sufficient for you!
A mountain top is waiting for you,
When you leave that valley below.
You’ll be better, stronger, closer to God.
Trust Him! He knows more than you know!
His love sheltered me in my highs
his grace reached me in my lows
his kindness showered me in my ups
his compassion picked me up in my downs
his goodness warmed me in my hills
his mercy called me in my valleys
through my
highs and lows
ups and downs
hills and valley
he is GOD
I will taste the sweetness of my highs in my lows
(smile in my tears)
I will smell the aroma of my hills in valleys
(joy in my sorrows)
I will kiss the smooth lips of my ups In my downs
(success in my failures)
HE IS THE GOD OF THE HILLS AND THE VALLEYS
(1KINGS20:28)
seasons
Mountains Valleys and Streams
Haiku
Wintertime is cold
Claims sponsorship over all
Wildlife starves for months!
The thousands of words pain of imagination which improvised the parch of life to itchy sky, the foods is mudslides to the sadden caskets of corpses lying unattended, in the morning where they monitored to acidic
The ceramic of thoughts parches of imagination group of fact finding gluing by the fire exchanging stories, history of lives so fresh in their memories like the vultures covering the cloud of helmed of fathers.
Now the ends of Ebola to new era of mountains of nightmare hiccup of the hills and valleys at the center of cry, the shadow of death dubious actions
Invitation of mourners lining up, water meant to entertain throats shining drink that cuts the trunks of trees and swept mud rolled down to the true generation of tomorrow to basement of fallen heroes to the feeling of lofty debris of death.
The nation shaded their only treasures to the rubble of hills granites of pillows, the rapture of once called city of our own to the leak of the sky cloud of corpses waiting for identification to sound of euphemism to insignia on their faces
The media molested the dignity of our nation pride to the fence showing the world the pain was buried down to the earth, the name they painted pictures cloud of degrading your neighbour to the media dilute of understanding and lack of online etiquette and allotment shame on you.
Buried in the shape of valley swallowed by Cinderella of waves, banged the hope mama ‘Salone’ draining to the drench to the hope of nation to naught swirl rivers of cry tantamount billions memories hijacked the love of one another to anoint bodies lying down to brink of calls that never been answered by the valley of Regent shroud to plastic bags.
Mountains of my life
never forgotten.
Rivers of my veins
flowing through my memories.
Green Swiss valleys,
far from my sight,
but always close to my heart.
My Alps where I was born,
bring to me the fresh air
to breath again.
I remember those summer days,
with my feet
into the shore waters
of the Rhine river,
or the long walks across
the charming countryside.
Oh, bohemian Basel...!
my birthplace.
Oh, my lovely Switzerland...!
you will always be my first steps,
my unforgettable dream,
a treasure in my mind...!
Sweet smells
of musky green love
hang high in the ceiling
close to were we are
an altitude high
hazy still state
laughs of swellness rain down
close to where we never dwell, sober and unswayed
it's hard to stand still in the rain
but heavens bliss is a blanket of innocence
red view in the rear view -lights flash
sweet bird softly land
birch blue is anew as life is
aglow, aglow, aglow
all around me
is all I know
please don't tell me I should go
outside it is getting late
policeman listen don't you know
people grow old waiting on their own lives to unfold
I want answers to loosen their hold on secrecy
let them dance with me
waltzing away
a ticket that's crisp as autumn is handed to me
last of him I hope to see, on to another steep fall into valleys of lucidity
COPYRIGHT @ NANCY BECKMAN
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Valleys of virtue
Snowcapped peaks of perfect peace
Flowing streams of love
Endowed with miraculous blessings of Nature
Astounding plains and valleys, mountains and oceans
Raindrops, and clouds, plants and trees,
Tangerine sunset, ruby-red dawn
Harmonious life flows like a meandering river.
May 13, 2021
For Planet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
FIRST PLACE
Brian Strand August Poetry Contest
dry thirsty valleys
sheltered by high dreams around
~empty rivers through~
grey sorrows slide down
the big warm naked mountains
~stormy above us~
hopes paint a rainbow
~pouring raindrops from heaven~
quenched mouths for a while
Everyone enjoys cruising easy street
Hits keep playing around the clock
Everything flawlessly falling into place
Puzzle pieces effortlessly interlock
Humming along until hit a speed bump
Your momentum derailed by a detour
Diverting your good vibes off track
Unsure if you will be able to endure
Then reminded of our ability to bounce back
That has craftfully carried us this far
Have tackled tough times like this before
Know that we'll be able to raise the bar
So now when we find ourselves in a rut
Realize that it is shallower than before
Because the bottom begins to get filled in
Restored with resiliency from our core