Best Wild Blue Yonder Poems
Look for me where stars collide,
somewhere in the great divide
betwixt and between the here and now
and the wild blue yonder of what and how.
In the tracery of the orb web spider
or the bubbles in a pint of cider,
for in life I took pleasure in all these things,
a dragonflies flight on gossamer wings.
The softness of a blossoms fall,
this and more would hold me in thrall.
The tender crunch of fresh fallen snow,
a morning walk to the call of the crow.
Hoar frost fringed on a holly leaf,
the happiness felt when you've known only grief.
Look for me in all these things,
when the lark ascends or church bell rings.
For there I'll be in each simple pleasure,
the wonders that abound are life's own treasure.
And, in that still, small moment, when you close your eyes,
think only of this, true love never dies.
"outer space
wild blue yonder the dress she wore
Awesome
Ahh, she dazzled me
As she walked by me
Sweet beauty
Radiant the cloth that covers her
She’s blessed… she wore a
Blue dress
A smoken bronze woman
One of God’s daughters
Blessed
Worn a blue dress
Her dress was royal
Colors blue green blue violet cornflower aquamarine
So beautiful she flows the dress comes down to her toes
And as she twirls Prussian blue cadet blue Cerulean teals navy hues
So sky blue ultra blue tones as it wraps it drapes her body’s bones
Blizzard blue pacific blue robin's egg blue denim blue bell true’s
Colors and covers her from her neck over her chest to her the tops of her shoes
She a angel God daughter dress in a ….
Dress of Blue
Sweet beauty herself was royal she dazzled me
Ahh, she dazzled me
As she walked by me
Sweet beauty
Radiant the cloth that covers her
She’s blessed… she wore a such a beautiful
Blue dress"
12/28/19
Blue Dress Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin
Imagination - January 27, 2016
I sail over green forests,
Ride jet streams above the seas,
Gain speed like lightning,
Earth eagerly seeks to please.
Big Dipper’s nectar tastes delightful,
The North Star looks and lingers.
Comets whisper amazement,
As planets crook their fingers.
My soul soars past Orion,
Itinerating through ethereal space.
A far off galaxy beckons,
Can my body keep up the pace?
Hobnobbing with celestial members,
I dash through vast constellations.
Forget the wild blue yonder,
Geeks and Greeks add inspiration.
Wafted higher, faster, farther,
Climbing rungs of Jacob’s ladder.
Exhilarating my adrenaline,
Anticipation growing gladder.
Exploring worlds, light years apart.
Oh, what joys I fervently seek.
Soon wafted into heaven,
Angels brush against my cheek.
Symphonic melodies fill the air,
As I skate on streets of gold.
The very epitome of eternity,
Heaven’s harmony yet untold!
Dreaming with the sleeping pines
On a lazy afternoon
The sprightly finch chirps mating calls
How lovingly he croons
As yawning flowers open wide
Their multicolored blooms
Sweet aromas hovering
Cause butterflies to swoon
While feeble breezes undulate
The hammock to and fro
Brown dead leaves set sail again
Wild blue yonder blow
A woodpecker is tapping at
The next door neighbors willow
I'm smiling and envisioning
That shady fishing hole
Awakened by a cold wet nose
Some friendly tongue and cheek
Sweet serenade of springtime
Sings me back to sleep
But old cold nose is restless now
And at a playful peak
I tell him on these lazy days
"Just let me fish in peace"
by Daniel Turner
5-19-2017
Every time I pass an airport, I wonder where you are,
Looking up in the sky, is that you gliding by the star.
Tall, dark, angular jaw, handsome, the perfect mate,
Had to be the luckiest girl when you asked me on a date.
You were everything I wanted, at least that’s what I thought,
Kind, gentle but strong, a personality that all girls sought.
Meeting in Bermuda seemed like a dream come true,
Inviting me to England, in time our relationship grew.
We criss-crossed the Atlantic to visit several times a year,
Your love for me was so true, Jurgen you were so sincere.
But then I met my future husband, it was love at first site,
Well maybe he didn’t know it, but I just knew it was right.
Bought a house being single and was establishing roots,
You tried to convince my Mom, you two were in cahoots,
When our eyes last met, you knew something was wrong,
Wanting to move to Germany, how could I possibly belong.
Marriage and a life with me would be perfect, you said you knew,
I drove you to the airport and said I’d think on it and off you flew.
If I’d only expressed how wonderful you are, but I was not in love,
Maybe I would have less guilt when I hear airplanes flying above.
Written by Lee Ramage
September 6, 2011
For the Contest:" If you could say now
what you didn't say then"
Won 7th Place
Walk with me,
I will guide you onto the moon;
And I will tell you who elucidates the darkness
Walk with me,
I will lead you into aesthetic blossom's patch;
And I will tell you who is the most adorable
Walk with me,
I will reach you to the Lucinia Megarhynchos;
And I will tell you who sings the ariose songs
Walk with me,
I will steer to the wild blue yonder;
And I will tell you who has the unttermost eternity
Walk with me,
I will take you to the sky full of multitudinous stars;
And I will tell who glistens like a pearlescent
Walk with me,
I will regulate you to the Amazon rainforest;
And I will tell you how much green and monumental it is
Come with me,
I will sail to the infinite Sea;
I will tell you how largest and deep it is.
Come with me,
I will ride you onto the blowing wind;
And I will tell you how gentle and cool it breathes
Come with me,
I will do the things that I couldn't do;
And I will you what's there,
That I can't do for you.
Come with me,
I will let you touch my feelings;
And I will tell you how much I love you.
Copyright © Dawa Zangpo |
Love is immortality
time without end
wild blue yonder
Love is eternal like AIR~
Love can be AGGRESSIVE if one tampers, with the cub of a mother BEAR!!!
True love remains effulgent though insurmountable storm governs the AIR
Gods Love is the whistling, gusting & whispering wind in your EAR
Just because one fails to comprehend the language of the loving AIR
Does not mean love isn't Their
Take a deep breath of air and you'll feel how much it loves you!!!
Feels good to breath doesn't it? That's because air loves you.
Through every inhale of loving air God hugs you!
Love is immortality
time without end
wild blue yonder
It favors not ugly or beautiful
It favors not good or bad
It favors not night or day
In the eyes of love all is
a beauteous display
LOVE IS COLORFUL but color blind!!!
Where did my horse go? Spooky was off
in a flash.A horse with lightning speed.He
made his ungrateful dash.Because the barn
door was open, and ole Spooky was gone.
Maybe it was a grizzly bear, or possibly the
grey fox, or even a mountain lion? Whoever
or whatever it was, it got ole Spooky crying,
and now that ole gray stallion is off a flying.
Spooky the spooky horse was his name.
And running real fast was always his game.
Lately! Spooky would wonder off to places
where nobody could find him.Hiding behind
trees deep in the dark green forest.But when
his master came a calling.Ole Spooky came
a crawling.Crawling back to the barn he knew
so well.Then came a night that was dark, and
full of fright.Spooky heard noises, he had never
heard before.This time Spooky was spooked
so bad.He crashed right through the old barn
door.Off he ran again, into the wild blue yonder.
Didn't wait a minute to look, or even ponder.It
was Spooky the spooky horse again.When
does the story continue? And how does the
story end? Becase Spooky the spooky horse
was off in a flash..
Spooky Horse Poem by Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2003,2014..All Rights Reserved.
For time, space cannot the opportunity squander
With streaming video distant love grows much fonder
Magnetic beams glint through the wild blue yonder
Grainy, jittery images oft-forsaken hearts to ponder
Air waves blipping images through bleary transponder
Eerie prescience of the whole, but piecemeal shapes do launder
Irony, modern technology, 1930's Spanish cinema does corresponder
Crouching, girdled with adrenalin of a First Responder
Matted wigs, flat toupees across streaking screen wander
Silky-brunette locks dimmer; brown bangs look blonder
Shadows in a swirling blender, to homesick minds a bonder
Stealing a few precious minutes, then with love absconder
So Blue, what have you been doing since my last interview with you?
Well, I still hang out (or should I say “up”) with Sky. And I’m down with oceans, rivers, lakes and seas.
However, Sky sometimes meets up with Black or Gray. That’s when I need to get away from Sky!
Well, where do you really like to be most of the time?
Gosh, that’s just difficult to say. I’m in so many bodies of water (which by the way are not these days always clear to see). I miss when I was crystal Blue in water all around the world. Anyway, I love that I get to surround the creatures of the ocean. I’m in so many things, I simply can’t choose a favorite.
Well, tell me some of your favorites then.
I enjoy being a Bluebell although I can’t ring. Humans have made plastic and metal bells of blue. Then I get to ding-a-ling. I really love to shine in stones like sapphire or of aquamarine. As a Siamese Fighting fish, I simply can’t be beat. And when as a blue jay I am on the wing, you can hear how beautifully I sing. As a peacock I feel very proud, and when I’m a blueberry, people just eat me up!
Wow, you are a part of so many things. Maybe you are Mother Nature’s favorite color.
I think perhaps I am. You could even say that I’m like God because I’m in so many places at the same time, and I’m even in some people’s eyes.
I wonder why all the colors like you are able to be in so many places at the same time just as God is said to be. What do you think, Blue?
I suppose it’s because we are a reflection of God Himself. Personally I think I am one of God’s favorite colors. Do you like me the best of creation’s colors?
Yes, I think you are really cool. I even put you in my eyes as contact lenses when I want my eye color to pop! And what’s more, you symbolize many things: freedom, imagination, the wild blue yonder, sensitivity, inspiration, and loyalty, for example.
Well, I really enjoy being called True Blue, so loyalty is big with me. However, with all the contamination these days, I am feeling really Blue, and I do not mean that in a good way.
Yep, for people you can sometimes be quite an unwanted emotion! But at the same time, many of us like to listen to you as Blues music. Keep your chin up, Blue and we’ll catch you later.
Her eyes were crystals, with repetitive inner structures and outer sheet faces. They were made of quartz, of almost pure silica.
Her smile was a star in the farthest galaxy. It was made of combustions of crimson and wild blue yonder. A star that shines from afar yet already dead a hundred of years ago.
Her hands were soft, like they were made of silky fibers with furrows of anhedonia and benumbed stimuli.
Her heart wasn't of plain, with etchings nonetheless. Covered with stratums of plasters of a mixture of gypsum with water and sand, thence the width made her blunt.
I am but a twinkling cloud
Into the switching sky;
evanesce in the woods
flee with the cotyledons leaves
Swaddled among the thorny bushes.
Sank with me o dear in the forest deep.
Count the grass if you wish
Let me note it for you
Lead me to the song your memories dwell
lend my voice, and count it your own
For, you're my little heart's joy
I'll lay awake while you kip
until the dawn arrived.
I am but a Traveller
into the wild blue yonder;
I'll fly someday
one day you'll only dream of me
So sing with me the song my childhood lived
Come, dance with me today
For tomorrow is not promised
You, my little hearts joy
forever dear
forever cherished.
Simple were the things that brought me so much joy,
During the fleeting summers when a Hoosier country boy!
As free as a soaring eagle in the vast wild blue yonder,
As o'er the meadows and through the woods I would wander!
Old Sol would rouse me beckoning through the window bay,
As if to say, "Up lad! Great things I have in store for you today!"
After a bite of ham and gravy bread I would scurry outside,
Barefoot of course - those worrisome shoes were cast aside!
There were crawdads to catch as I waded in the 'crick'.
Along the path there were blackberries I'd tarry to pick.
There was the ancient oak to climb and on a limb I'd stretch,
As I watched vagabond clouds and boyhood dreams I'd sketch!
With a safety pin for a hook, a willow branch for a pole,
I'd meander along the winding path to my favorite fishing hole.
If the fish were languid and of fishing I'd had enough,
I'd shed my patched overalls for a quick dip in the buff!
'Twas truly a delight on a mellow Hoosier summer's night,
To capture fireflies in a mason jar on their winged' flight.
'Tis so pleasurable now and again to pause and reminisce,
About such simple times and those summers of youthful bliss!
Entry for Janis Thompson's "Summertime" Contest
Time and Space are yours to wander
Child of the wild blue yonder
The sky’s the limit, but you fly higher
Rock it girl
Your wings are on fire
The sky is so magnificently beautiful
God's acre of stars cheerful
Moon smiling, sun sleeping
Stars twinkling, universe shining
Orb of night, peeping through the shrouds
Shooting stars dancing across the clouds
In the vault of heaven's serenity
In God's blue celestial extremity
I would love to dance with the night
Count all the stars on a sky flight
Embrace the breathless cosmic space
And look for the everlasting mystical place
Wild blue yonder sky
The afterworld's ultrahigh