Best Visual Poems
POTD 23rd June 2019
Maria Williams
Presents
Dance to Love
A tribute to my Dad, the late - Wilfred Forbes
She danced with wild abandon
she danced without a care
With sun kissed skin, her arms flung wide
Wild flowers everywhere
I chanced upon this secret glade
while walking early morn
A sacred aura surrounded it
a jewel in the dawn
A type of place where angels dwell
A place of Hopes and Dreams
A magic place of lush green plants
And sparkling bubbling streams
I drew back lest she saw me,
I dared not break the spell
Wild petals swirled around her
and to the ground they fell
Like homage to a Goddess
that she must surely be
For Gods to but gaze on
not mortals such as me
She twirled around so fast
I could barely see her feet
And even though I stood afar
I knew she gave off heat
When her tempo slowed right down
the air became quite chill
The Elements were but her slaves
she ordered them at will
I could have watched forever
so mesmerized was I
What would I give to dance with you?
I murmured with a sigh
To dance with wild abandon
with this Angel from above
A hundred birds would sing out loud
to watch us Dance To Love
by Maria Williams
This tribute is an enactment of a vision as told to us by our late Dad, which he maintained he witnessed as a young man.
He was an extraordinary orchestral musician and teacher to
some world greats.
He was accomplished in no less than 18 instruments, his favorites being the lead violin and xylophone (played with 8 hammers).
Thank you for listening and watching this video.
Copyright © June 2019 Maria Williams
Video arrangement, production, direction
and compilation:
Ron Williams
Video editing, sound mixing, graphics:
Jayne Hartanto
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POTD 23rd June 2019
POTW 12th May 2019
Thank you for visiting my third Visual Video Poem, more or less a continuation of my previous poem – ‘The Dreamer’
(I invite you to view the complete production effects and the superb narration by Kelvin on the video above)
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when faith in ourselves will unshackle old beliefs
I LIVE FOR THE DAY belief in The One Spiritual Energy will be redeemed
I LIVE FOR THE DAY that armed conflict against so-called enemies
Is declared pointless and therefore unnecessary will be deemed
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when wizened skin a thing of beauty will be perceived
Our elders revered and adhered
Their words of wisdom respected and believed
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when people will recognise the power of natural curing
And not be influenced by the greedy Pharmaceutical manipulating
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when equality by all will be shared
Power segregation abolished ~ racial discrimination repaired
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when schools will encourage children’s gifts and abilities
Rather than stick to outdated systems that stifles innovation and possibilities
I LIVE FOR THE DAY when Man will adapt to our Earth a more reverent conservation
Our steadfast purpose toward environmental change
And Mother Nature becomes our commitment to her preservation
I LIVE FOR THE DAY …
By Maria Williams
Copyright © Maria Williams
Video arrangement, production, direction
and compilation:
Ron Williams
Video editing, sound mixing, graphics:
Jayne Hartano
(Our very own Lariese.com Art Director)
Voice over:
Kelvin
Music:
Our Future
Composer:
Peder B. Helland
POTW 12th May 2019
POTD 6th August 2019
The clock ticks down the passing day
Tedious seconds count down my existence
Time for my pills ~ Time to call the nurse
Time ~ taunting my resistance
Soft haunting strains of a violin float
sweetly liquid, melodiously unchained
freeing my mind from weariness faced
No barriers ~ it flows ~ unrestrained
My world of music I lived it ~ breathed it
In whispers ~ it spoke to my Soul
bringing with it, adoration and glory
and a passion beyond my control
I glance at the painting on the wall
pondering this feeling of déjà vu
Memories of this glade from before
Triggers mentation I need to pursue
Memories flood ~ a vision in the distance
an Angel dancing in its midst
who had danced with wild abandon
lucent skin the sun had kissed
How I had yearned to dance with her
with that angel who made me sigh
she had come to shine her own pure light
prompting my spirit to fly
But there’s no girl there ~ awry is my mind
And I’m but a frail old man
I must erase thoughts from my life bygone
And prevail however best I can
~ Every great dream starts with the dreamer
who ventures where mortals dare not tread
And laughs with mirth and cares not for
unfinished rhapsodies playing in his head ~
What’s this? I’m suddenly in the glade?
A strong young lad once more
She has come for me, my Angel love
I leap - I twirl - I soar
We dance with wild abandon
We dance without a care
sun kissed skin our arms entwined
Wild flowers everywhere
It seems I’ve left the world behind
And unshackled my attachments of
A hundred birds do sing out loud
To watch us Dance to Love
by Maria Williams
Thank you for listening and watching this video.
Video arrangement, production, direction
and compilation:
Ron Williams
Video editing, sound mixing, graphics:
Jayne Hartanto
Part 1 and Part 2
Narrated by Kelvin C
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Copyright © August 2019 Maria Williams
POTD 6th August 2019
Soaring
Free as a bird
No wings to restrain us
Blown gently on salmon pink clouds
Heaven!
01~11~15
Contest: An American Beauty – Andrea Dietrich
Visual 5: Balloons
Checked Using How many Syllables 2,4,6,8,2
~awarded 4th place~
Spring heralds the dawning of brilliant bluebells carpeting the woods
Silently they slept until the warm sun rouses them from slumber
Gently they open their eyes, stretch and bask in nature’s glory
01~29~15
Contest Glorious Sijo Fields – Andrea Dietrich
How Many Syllables - Count 16, 16, 15 – total 47
~awarded 5th place~
A gallant moon extends gold fingers to me on the dance floor
as I slip my legs into the chorus line of tall, green grass with ease.
Like a spiraling leaf, I’m free until eyes freeze upon his tracks.
Splashes of scarlet and violet blend into blue heavens
While soft, white, feathery clouds rise like angels taking flight
Over memories of Monet’s Artist's Garden at Giverny.
© Connie Marcum Wong
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich
Contest Name Glorious Sijo Fields
February 7, 2015
Grimly he comes.
Day after day,
hour upon hour
second by second -
for centuries
into eternity.
The face
beneath his dark hood
he will reveal
when he comes
for you.
30-word poem/ Nov. 17, 2017
Based on pic #2 for nette onclaud's Pic Motif Contest
Above
The purple lake
Pale sunrays spread like songs
To burn away the shadows in
My soul.
Sunset
casts lavender
hues across lustrous sea,
then brushes clouds as bustling day
falls still.
While a lattice of gold asters sheds its dangled petals,
I cringe against the intrusion from rainfall's unforgiving wind.
Through night's hush, moist blooms graze my arms scenting my quietude.
...............
Andrea Dietrich’s Glorious Sijo Fields
Visual No.5
When sunset red unfurls and glows
each beam an opal groove and veil,
till August floats in warm repose
when sunset red unfurls and glows.
The nightingales warble in rows
Bewitching hours as I exhale;
When sunset red unfurls and glows
each beam an opal groove and veil.
Andrea Dietrich's One Lovely Summer Triolet
5/29/2015.
Plastic Playground
The plastic playground sits on land,
Land now defaced of nature’s scheme.
Scheme offers colored shapes pristine—
Pristine like board games played inside.
© Sandra M. Haight 2015
All Rights Reserved
~6th Place~
Contest: Four Lines Only - Visual 5
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Judged: 06/12/2015
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Yields of green fields basked in HIS glory are being challenged
Twilight reveals long dreary paths, destination ambiguous
Only the righteous reap great bounty at the terminus.
©Nadiya (29 Jan '15)
*Won Honorable Mention in the contest 'Glorious Sijo Field's by Andrea Dietrich on 07 Feb 2015
Here forsaken souls are gathered;
Gathered in night’s cold wrap of woe.
Woe to those who now are treading;
Treading the paths that lead them here.
Written June 7, 2015 by Andrea Dietrich
For the "Four Lines Only" Poetry Contest of nette onclaud
Based on visual number 3