Best Whiten Poems
I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of me I keep concealed, and don't talk about so much
I keep whitewashing my fence, cleansing it from things left in doubt
When my boards become exposed to prying eyes that shouldn't see
I open another bucket of watered-down paint and reach for a brush
to cover the flaws, my faults within, and I am always in such a rush
to whiten and brighten the facade out front. The veneer veiling me.
There is a gate with well-worn hinges, but usually it's kept locked
to prevent invaders who would dare trespass on my every thought
Those who'd despoil my fence with graffiti and rip my boards apart
Hence, one reason why I keep a supply of whitewash well-stocked
I am the prismed reflection of my surroundings, including my fence
where no webs shall arachnids weave within my weathered boards.
I will apply a coat of whitewash to my palisade as the need affords
It is a beachhead between me and crawlers; my penury of defense
Twining around my picketed railings, grows a vine of climbing roses
The virtuous blooms are never cut to prolong each inculpable stem
They shroud malevolent fingers pointed at me that would condemn
I shrive every foible and failing that my whitewashed fence encloses
May 28, 2023
W T F Poetry Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
Categories:
whiten, imagery,
Form:
Rhyme
In the night's chilling air a phantom figure, drags itself from
The watery edge of the river bank, emerging, rising upward
From beneath the moonlight's illumination, she is free, to walk
The earth's spiritual plain of existence once more.
In soaked layers shifts, of tatters whiten lace, the corporeal
Image moves across the old chapel's courtyard.
Slowly this deaden heart of the betrayed, shuffles through
The fallen autumn leaves, crunching them under the weight, of
Her drenched wedding gown.
The haunted bride, carries a wilted bouquet of for-get-me-nots,
As she weeps, walking down the aisle of past regrets.
This virgin maiden, sounds a low mournful sobbing, that echoes
Against the marble ruins, of a dilapidated church steeple.
Lifting skeletal limbs, step by step, this bride of
Desolation climbs unto the threshold of condemnation.
Her wailing screams grow louder, and louder with each
Movements, begging, pleading for salvation's penitence.
But in the Lord's realm, the haunted bride has violated the sacred
Laws of God, so is she doomed for all eternity, to repeat her final,
Moments of life.
Wearing the veiled shroud of death, beauty's once fare,
Is nothing more than illusion's shadow vision of the forsaken.
A victim of abandonment's fall from grace, for consumed by
Sorrows pain, did she take her own life, in limbo she is the accursed.
Slowly descending in sheer remorse, her tears cascade
Downwards, staining the holy soil therein, her unkempt train
Trails behind this ivory phantom, with muddy green
Seaweed woven amongst the antique lace.
Cold watery waves crash against the murky shore,
A foreboding eerie mist lingers up top the rippling lake,
One last air's stale breathe she does inhale, as again life's
Essence leaves, become just exploding bubbles,
Popping at the water’s surface.
Here the haunted bride so does rest, in a fathom's aquatic crypt,
Beneath the dark abyss of no return.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Categories:
whiten, betrayal, halloween, heartbreak, horror,
Form:
Free verse
in her words
i burn.
i get doused.
i feel the sun of the morning.
i know the cheerfulness of the evening wind.
in her letters
i see a magic garden
strewn with fragrance of desire.
i pause.
i whiten.
i blush,
.....too soon for love.
Categories:
whiten, love
Form:
Free verse
He stood there in the late afternoon rain
Holding his tin and thermus
In coal blackened hands
Hatless as the water ran through his hair
Streaking white tracks down his face
To zebra his cheeks and whiten the nape of his neck
The wet black hair clung flattened to his head
He turned his head up into the soft rain
In moments he was white again
That pale white white that seldom sees the sun
Winter white his mother called it sadly
He wondered what the woods were like
Where she so often went to harvest food
And all those other weeds she boiled or dried
Was it just last week that she had died?
Categories:
whiten, people,
Form:
Free verse
The black and white angel
Meet in a divided sky
Embracing each other
Eyes of cry
The lure of the wrong
Innocence of the right
Two Angels will join
On this mixed cloud night
The outcome to be
Dilution of face
Weaken the black
Whiten to grey
This fantasy world
To carry on
Not one so right
The other so wrong
Blend of hope
In this most beautiful place
Fantastical want
A one angel race
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Categories:
whiten, fantasy, hope, peace
Form:
Rhyme
I combed cool waters of your baby blue
crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall
waves washing my stellar rainbow rays
arching it melted into the warm womb
of transducing tangoing Earth
Her Violet Flame devoured us both
as nectared dewdrops to fuel the fire
our soma swirling into ecstatic orange
oxytocined crane flowers whispering
wisdoms to a hundred yellow butterflies
fluttering and flirting
They circled a sunken Atlantean apex
atop where you ruled anew with Baconian
brown locks surrounded by sirens serving
savoury silver sardines, oolite oyster shells
sang solos as dolphins dived, oceanic mouthed
In Ancient Egypt you followed my runcinate
rulings or indigo sorrow siglums, sighing
becoming slimmed seeker who served
Thoth well whilst wreathing my wounded
worthiness and fallow fallopian tubes
at pyramidal plumed midnight hour
In our Grecian lifetime you draped alabaster
urns lighting my marble mantelpiece
I watched breath enter your nebulae nostrils
as you crafted provincial proverbs instructing
slaves to whiten your garb with lemons from
our sculpted garden
On lavender Celtic hills we exchanged kilts
not knowing whose waist was whose
barefoot we flaunted sleek sharp sapphire
studded swords dancing necessary wild wars
Who remembered and who forgot
where in ether our nestling niche napped
as games of betrayal, fear or doubt
doubled into involuting circles and spirals
each tried to neck THE VOID as naked
excuse for not excavating heaving Heart
How much escaping, escapades, evolutionary
clocks cloak our cusps or cues or custard
synchronicities
how many summer summit starlings must
seek to sing of sorrow or of wolves, withering
willows, watermelons on this Planet of
coloured curriculums
holding dear our distinctive designs where
lacy lament is but another aperture into Space
I seek not to know !
Categories:
whiten, allegory, blue, color, deep,
Form:
Free verse
hands ground
while walls rise
board ceilings
my knuckles whiten
the crowd looks away
Categories:
whiten, art,
Form:
Tanka
RICH HARVEST, LONG WINTER - ALOUETTE
Summer’s green near shut -
Held ajar by glut.
Overgenerous rewards
On the groaning ground -
Spilling o’er with round,
Bursting butter-beans in gourds.
Now is winter’s brown -
The piled logs run down.
Drifting dead, the months prolong,
Freeze all thought of yields :
Cold minds whiten fields.
Till springs door open - too long.
2nd September 2014
Categories:
whiten, autumn, metaphor, winter,
Form:
Rhyme
Serenity was stuck in between The Crowd...
Destinies skin turned Black; Yet Strong and Proud.
The Whiten and Blacken Memories of Harsh Comments stood.
Faith becoming taunted by words from The Misunderstood.
How quickly There were Ones who shoved until There were injury or fallen.
In the distance A Church Bell struck Twelve where The Children were crawling.
The colors of The World disappeared with stolen grey boundaries literally bawling...
Not One Black Person was yet to Be Stoned by The White Ignorance thoughts held.
When A White Women spoke up with screams of Mercy as She too does yelp!
The further We wondered away from that crowd the True Color of Red was allowed.
The intense talk began unraveling a tortured World torn in Evil despairs so shallow.
As This Old Women appeared before The Sights of The Last Eyes that could See...
This Man appeared 1/2 Black;The Other 1/2 White and asked Her to Choose or Be?
So; The Old Women stared and slowly replied out of fear;"I choose just Your Eye."
That is when God made a Rainbow With One Choice All The Color turned Wise.
Brilliance covered the Earth when All asked The Question? Where has Heaven Gone?
When Mankind can look back and state I am Too very much so wrong...
When People turn Grey and See that Eyes are on Both sides of Each Face...
Is to Notice The Hands next reaching Each Home Seen first in The Truth of Grace.
It is to drop a dead seed and believe it will become Gods glory in Gods Prime.
For Heaven is surrounding You as a joker of justice or Just Us; Is blinded by Time...
So ask not of Me where has Heaven Gone as it is destroyed by self-will.
Ask Yourself What was it life that turned Your heart to break and become still or ill?
Categories:
whiten, beautiful, freedom, growth, imagery,
Form:
Blank verse
Give me my dumboy
The Bassa way
Let me swallow it like the fish of Jonah
Country soup with dried fish and monkey meat
Fresh crawfish and cold water fish from the St. John’s River
Dumboy- pounded cassava
Whiten and soften
Lying in a bowl smiling and watering
I guess saying eat me now, eat me now
But not yet, where is the dodoo?
The crown that sits on it
A mixture of bitter boy, hot pepper, potato grains, benny seed and season cubes
Mashed gently in the bowl to get the real taste of the Bassa Dish
That is considered the medicine for the dumboy
So they say the ‘dumboy not sweet but the dodoo’
As you pour the hot clear country soup into the bowl
The dodoo turns it brownish and tasty
Give me my dumboy ooh
The Bassa way-yah
Let me eat and drink my cold Club Beer
Categories:
whiten, africa, appreciation, food,
Form:
Free verse
Chronometer,
sands slips through
narrow glass marrow
counting seconds
of elusive time
skin wrinkles
hairs whiten
eyes fade
walks limp
chronometer stops no way
ageman turns it upside down
it goes on and on
millions and trillions of times
aging and caging souls
and then
setting them free
as yet it remains on it's spree.
Categories:
whiten, inspirational
Form:
Idyll (Idyl)
Shivers all over the atmosphere
Fevered by a bizarre spirit
Enrobbed in a shroud of grey, hovering
In the dry weird hemisphere
Within the graveyard curtain of mist
And lurking behind the skeletal frames of trees!
Have you too seen the ghost?
Or have you not felt it when it appears?
There it hovers freely in a whirl
Through the ambience of December
And causes the skin to whiten and shiver
And eyes wide open with expectation
And the hairs prickled with anxiety!
There it goes and vanish...here beside
It has cast a spell of Dementia
On a young man Mr. Jones, being alone
Maybe because he has no wife with him
No lover, no money and more so
He could not be with his family
Who will regard him as a Nobody!
It also bewitched with melancholy and frailty
Abandoned and unprotected children
Orphaned in homes without soup or bread.
It curse too those whose tables are full
And go on spree of extravagance
With swell of recklessness and vanity!
Categories:
whiten, anxiety, christmas, december, depression,
Form:
Verse
To my eye like moths, below to theirs a flame
Scavengers, circling around my head
It seems to them, that prey
I am dying but, to their liking not quite quick enough
So on blackened wings they fly and contemplate
From thoughts underlying to tiring cloudy skies above
Thus, His holy hands still hold my fate
And what of, the affects of charity's love
That awaits where a new year shapes
Might life's dark cloth unveil the whiten doves
Allow the hapless to escape both time and change
As they shadows of conclusion do dsescend all I can say is... "I think not"
Categories:
whiten, dark, new year, new
Form:
Rhyme
Drugs Are Safe
Toximints cure Gingivitis, keep breath clean and breed bacteria
Come with a money back guarantee with rest and also good for death
Sold in packs of 10 to delight and whiten teeth
Takes smiles away as advertised
An added bonus is the hemorrhoids
They come for free with every purchase
Chew them at church, as a remedy for pox
Don’t read instructions
Swallow them whole. Choke a chicken first for luck
Toximints are good for children too
It may cause cancer or drowsiness in the young
Don’t drive machinery while using it
Studies show it causes sudden fatality as prescribed
Ask your doctor what you should do
Easy to consume in capsule form or pills
Like all pharmaceuticals, keep them out of reach
The makers want to thank you for your support
Swallow products they endorse
This drug is safe. We love your money
It is advised you take it rectally for best results
Our sponsors insist you die to buy more of our stuff
Categories:
whiten, abuse, addiction, business, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
How to just say - from memory it is necessary to throw,
To forget... what was and what will never come true...
How to just say...
Here are just a memory to whiten...
And cut off... the time will pass, all will be forgotten...
You know, it does not pour, what was... and it was - so has already passed?
Bitter... don't drink it stacks as much as,
When we read... don't remember where... that love is evil
Not only because evil gives us the Father and our Lord...
And time does not cure us, the poison does not output from the veins,
Only slowly seeps through the skin it...
You know, every, love sick, would probably change
But not such order love from memory and from your heart down...
Everyone would like blossoming gardens
And the gift of tenderness and life, the taste of her mouth and sinking till dawn
Everyone wished himself to forget in the other,
To drown in their favorite, while remaining a...
You know, maybe a memory, love in us, to now lives,
Only for the Universe to keep the balance...
And memory through the veins we are still bitter poison flowing,
Just so I could write about love... about those who are not together...
How to just say - from memory it is necessary to throw away...
But I don't want to forget and the memory let her live,
Only knows what it means to love,
Can the poison of love to turn into sweet honey...
21.03.15 AKC
© Copyright: Konstantin Achapowski, 2014
The certificate of publication No. 115032106153
Categories:
whiten, love, sad love, universe,
Form:
Lyric