Best Whitens Poems
THEY graze in beauty on the land
of grassy glades and dewy dales,
and all that's best of tamed and tanned
meets in their aspect and their tails;
thus softened with that tender hand
which Shepherd to mild glen compels.
One fleece the more, one spot the less,
had half-possessed the shearless grace
which wreathes in every woolen tress
that gently whitens o'er their face,
where eyes serenely sweet express
how pure, how dear their ovine race.
And on that rump, and o'er that round,
so firm, so strong, yet elegant,
the baas that win, the hooves that bound,
but tell of days in meadows spent—
a flock at peace with all around,
a drove whose milk is innocent.
Categories:
whitens, animal, beauty, poetry,
Form:
Lyric
lone twig stands upright
robins wag their tails to tweet
snow whitens the lea
1st Placement
Written 16/01/2022
Haiku 5,7,5 syllables
Winter Haiku contest
Tania Kitchin Sponsored
Categories:
whitens, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Haiku
Where have all the seasons gone?
The seasons of long ago
When summers were filled with sunshine,
The winters white with snow.
We now get snow at Easter,
Blistering hot days in September
Jack Frost whitens the days of May
There’s rain and floods in December.
The seasons are all topsy-turvy
Not just here at home, but abroad,
Scientists blame holes in the ozone layer
Christians, they say “it’s the lord”.
Are the winds of change due to rockets in space
And the building of hyper-stations
Or is it the hell, fire and brimstone
As foretold in the book of Revelations?
Whoever has the answer
There’s one more question needs asked
If the weather and seasons keep changing,
How much longer is man going to last?
Categories:
whitens, nature, seasonsseasons,
Form:
Rhyme
Age whitens the hair and dye defeats the age
Categories:
whitens, age,
Form:
Monoku
I am the sweet uplifting breeze
I am the grass that brushes knees
I am the swallows taking flight
I am the stars that shine each night
I am the water lapping clear
I am the startled look of deer
I am the earth we all live on
I am the one who guides you home
I am the rain in mornings hush
I am the seas titanic rush
I am the snow that whitens trees
I am the pollen on summer’s breeze
I am the sun that warms us all
I am the crashing rocks that fall
I am the earth we all live on
I am the one who guides you home
I am the fire that clears the land
I am the great trees tall they stand
I am the autumn’s crispy leaves
I am the conkers falling free
I am the tears in newborns eyes
I am the last breath that he sighs
I am the earth that we live on
I am the one who guides you home
Categories:
whitens, nature, earth,
Form:
Rhyme
I feel the serenity of the winds
It touches my bosom with love
The peaceful ambiance with men
Never hatred comes to their minds
Seeing the dancing leaves of trees
Reminded me of the sea currents
It is flowing while drifting the shores
The beaches whitens the horizon
With the music of nature
Plays a golden roles of calmness
I hate hates that troubled the hearts
I am certainly agreed to nature
It's only God could curse them all
Let be in the serenity of loving.
I love you peace. Let's sail together. Layag Sug!
RCLIBA. 220515.12:29PM.
Categories:
whitens, blessing, care, career, caregiving,
Form:
Free verse
At an old forgotten Oriental cemetery,
half buried in the soil emerges a decomposed skull.
-nothing unpleasant, by the by-
It looks like glass when the sun whitens it.
No nose, eyes, ears or mouth;
therefore no face, no mask.
It has nothing of its own except it's veil of mourn and dust
and its eternal smile.
Its grimace might seem both tragic or blissful.
Leaving my reason apart
I said:
"There is no feature that distinguishes you especially,
you could be anyone.
Are you not the precious image
of each and all of us ?"
And the answer seemed to me
both silent but eloquent
-it couldn´t be otherwise-
Just the eternal half veiled smile
when again the skull contemplates
the worries and doubts of their living fellows.
Categories:
whitens, death, future, passion, time,
Form:
Prose Poetry
When the dappled earth whitens,
And the owl calls no more
And all the hills are wet with dew
From summer's sizzling breath,
When Autumn meets the snow drifts
And the colored seasons drained
And the frosty air has nestled
Into nooks and niches,
Give ear towards the thrusting dawn
So I'll be clearly heard
Give ear towards chilled mountain tops
So you won't miss a word.
When the gold horizon blazes
And kisses the moon and sea
And the radiant hues of sunset
Bend the sky in two,
Give ear towards all seasons
Winter, Spring, or Summer falling
Give ear towards whatever
So you can hear my calling.
I'll walk out on the earth's edge,
And shout 'til time is still,
That I am folded in your love;
Unwrap me at your will.
Categories:
whitens, happinessautumn,
Form:
Epic
I need this translated into Czechoslovakian
so I can send the translation back to a
Czechoslovakian woman named Anna Moon.
This is my interpretation of an interpretation.
Jim Horn
And yet, when I saw his silhouette,
Was lost with silent darkness, I regret;
Like Moon in sky am pale but sound
With him wanted to get off the ground.
The figure in the dark did become lost
Moon with yellow was modestly embossed
And know my love for him now is lost in time,
His love is no more which once was sublime.
The sky above me, slowly brightens,
Each star disappears which sky whitens
In my heart still feel his love for me
Strings of desire are sadness no longer ecstasy.
Our love has stop being in the landscape,
Sun dries tear drops as each one will drape
My forehead as I snapped and he did desperately cry;
I responded, "Give me hope on that I can rely."
Categories:
whitens, lost love,
Form:
Narrative
Ache
I shake
In the light
I break
My need
It feeds
Cut
I bleed
Im caught
It grips
I slip
I stare
it drips
so red
i bled
lost
in my head
cant stop shaking
cant stop moving
cant stop thinking
cant stop losing
cant stop the motion
back and forth
its my devotion
offering what im worth
there is no emotion
only this curse
it builds
and tightens
and grips
and whitens
welling up
it looks so right
Categories:
whitens, life, sad
Form:
Rhyme
Why Me Lord
And yet, when I saw his silhouette,
Was lost with silent darkness, I regret;
Like Moon in sky am pale but sound
With him wanted to get off the ground.
The figure in the dark did become lost
Moon with yellow was modestly embossed
And know my love for him now is lost in time,
His love is no more which once was sublime.
The sky above me, slowly brightens,
Each star disappears which sky whitens
In my heart still feel his love for me
Strings of desire are sadness no longer ecstasy.
Our love has stop being in the landscape,
Sun dries tear drops as each one will drape
My forehead as I snapped and he did desperately cry;
I responded, "Give me hope on that I can rely."
By Someone else who I am looking for their name.
This is my interpretation from another language.
Jim Horn
Categories:
whitens, lost love, sad love,
Form:
Couplet
Glass eye, opaque and quizzical,
staring up from the creel.
A question escapes as a squeak,
when picked up by the belly
and held firmly in one hand,
as the other hand inserts the knife at the
anus and slides it through the flesh to
between the gills.
No sound, no change of expression now,
as fingers reach between the wound
and excise the stomach and intestines;
clean the blood by running the thumbnail along
the spine, leaving the guts on a rock at the shore
for some bird or varmint to savor.
All the while holding the fish and dipping
it again in the stream, for its final baptism
before the sizzle; as skin crisps, eye whitens,
and meat becomes opaque in the cast iron skillet,
at the camp site, where blessings are given
with the upward waft of trout, on an early morning
sacrifice, in the name of God.
Categories:
whitens,
Form:
Free verse
IMAGE PHRASIS 1
Over the stubble,carrion crows,mist
blankets the hedge with fading leaves
where berries rot below the bramble.
As darkness slowly descends a heavy
frost whitens the ground,the daises
hang limp and old and the cold kills.
Nature blinks and shrinks.the yellowed
grass sleeps the landscape cloaked in
a shroud.Spiders cluster in weathered
straw,yellow leaves putrefy,daylight
hours fly stark sensations,simple,
abstract shapes lie as unerased words
in a litter of secret hopes.
From my Twist&Slant 2005
Listen to me recite this part phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthys chiro
Categories:
whitens, imagery,
Form:
Verse
A Graham used to wealth lavish
And to easy fun The slavish:
In the two had not seen blemish
"Let those who wish it be squeamish!"
Now, it is Graham's white wedding;
He knows where the thing is heading:
Skin to Excesses just deaden
Or wife's face might, sometimes, redden...
"Means I'll have to my belt tighten;
That way all my problems lighten:
What man does, his future brightens
And the blackest of scenes whitens!"
A married spendthrift readjusts
Or faces dragging in the dusts...
Categories:
whitens, care, change, devotion, marriage,
Form:
Rhyme
Find your fiercest and gentlest passions,
make them shine more than any stars
of the nocturne and mysterious sky;
is there a prodigious star of your destiny?
Whichever name you like to give it:
it'll be written in the book of eternity!
Everything withers and whitens from snow
approaching the winter of fading life,
it perishes on its oblivion and lethargy to declare
that our time has arrived to murmur the last words;
does it mean that your loving and devoted thoughts
of human kindness won't remain intact
in the conscious mind and in the fond heart
of whoever loved you for what you were?
Categories:
whitens, appreciation, devotion, feelings, friendship,
Form:
Rhyme