Best Wispy Poems
If With Wispy Words I Can Paint A Dream
If with wispy words I can paint a dream
you and I dear reader may become a team
and look up through cloud dimmed heavenly skies
while this world covers its long silent cries.
If words convey the passions of heart's desires
and breath of Life kindles spirited fires
what need of boring day, and long weeping nights
when Heaven and Earth bequeath angelic sights?
If her hand and her smiling face can not gift
treasure of dreams thus born, love that uplifts
why does soul cry its joy and beg not sleep
at dawn rise and pray her loving heart to keep?
If Time falters and Love stumbles and falls
sunset brings its sorrows and painful calls
her spirit and softest-kiss fails to soul please
what course except pray upon bended knees?
If words confessing Love's truth and its might
are in earnest bound to such heavenly sight
should not Fate, break its curse to then Love bow
unite two loving souls, honor sincere vows?
If with wispy words I can paint a dream
you and I dear reader may become a team
and look up through cloud dimmed heavenly skies
while this world covers its long silent cries.
Robert J. Lindley, 11-17-2018
Rhyme, (Romance, Life Fate, Angelic Dream, Poetry)
Note: (used as Fine)
https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/wispy
Definition of wispy in English:
wispy
ADJECTIVE
(of hair, threads, smoke, etc.) fine; feathery.
‘the sky was blue with a few wispy clouds’
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Pronunciation
wispy/'w?spi/
wispy = *fine*
Categories:
wispy, angel, beauty, fate, life,
Form:
Rhyme
wispy drifters~
playful artists
in august sky
posted on June 10, 2019
Categories:
wispy, art, imagination, sky,
Form:
Haiku
Wispy Clouds
by Amy Swanson
Wispy clouds of spring
soft against the bright blue sky
drifting past the sun.
Categories:
wispy, nature, peace
Form:
Haiku
Heavy grey clouds have finally passed.
Spring is coming at last, at last.
Blue sky full of wispy fluff
Says to winter 'enough, enough'.
Fluffy white clouds in sky of blue.
This kind of day ... long overdue.
Enough of winter, enough of cold.
It's pristine beauty did quickly grow old.
Spring, oh Spring, is on it's way
As the fluffy clouds come out to play.
Categories:
wispy, nature, seasons, sky,
Form:
Couplet
Satin wisps twirling
Blue transparent dreams swirling
Grey dank haze shrouding
Categories:
wispy, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Soft shadows,
slowly slide suspiciously,
sustaining shivers
shooting silently-
suggesting simultaneously,
surreal wind-blown,
wispy, wisteria wands
whispering wildly,
waltzing wonderfully-
while willfully
wagering, winged-wights wallow.
Slithering silhouettes
secretly stun-
surely, sculpturing spooky,
scary spirits-
showcasing swarthy,
spellbinding sprites.
Categories:
wispy, night, surreal, time,
Form:
Free verse
On threads of wispy air,
in breathy undertones of political wind,
I can hear the quiet catastrophe,
the quiet ruination of our commonwealth.
I can hear the sleepy madness, turned avalanche
between my ears.
I can hear the quiet catastrophe,
the whispered words of terrorists,
guttural phrases taunted as political incorrectness,
flaunted vacuous nihilism fomenting insurrectionism,
the quiet convulsion of our self-rule.
I can hear the sullen invocation, turned torrent
within my mental models.
On threads of wary air,
in stealthily vengeful murmurs of pretenders,
I can hear the casual, softly spoken demise of justice,
the grim sabotage of governance by principle,
and with it,
the slow dripping blood of all those who died,
all those long forgotten.
The fading ink on parchments spelled out ideals
never attained or practiced in a nation’s history of enslavement
and genocide.
Yet can the people’s ambit even begin without the
enshrinement of these principles for all?
I can hear the quiet catastrophe,
the reckless, feckless conmen concocting hallucinogens.
Conspiracy contagions so easily playing upon, confirming
the jaundiced eyes, so easily validating the invectives of the addicted.
On threads of wispy air,
in breathy undertones of political wind,
I can hear the quiet catastrophe.
Are you listening?
Categories:
wispy, america, corruption, culture, hate,
Form:
Didactic
Wispy clouds change shape and the earth rotates
clouds break apart then regroup
a cool breeze signals fall
Though the world is in motion, my life stalls
no changes in sight today
nor tomorrow; if ever?
Categories:
wispy, life
Form:
Kimo
wispy clouds
between us
the grand canyon
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on April 11, 2019
Categories:
wispy, flying, sky, travel, uplifting,
Form:
Senryu
very
scary
hairy
airy
wispy ghosts sporadically haunting
nothing has seemed as very daunting
Categories:
wispy, imagination, light,
Form:
Tyburn
I cherish your dreary safe house; I share your cover trick.
The nightfall apparition is unmistakably pitiful, not majestic.
Alone, yet not the only one, I walk around my sorrow phobic
Almost when a heron offers a final chance, it is laded with panic.
The maelstrom witch hurls an illuminated usurper mystic.
Written: August 25, 2021
Categories:
wispy, analogy, beach, character, confusion,
Form:
Monorhyme
wispy gentle clouds
white puffs in baby blue sky
God's sweet handiwork
Categories:
wispy, sky,
Form:
Haiku
Wispy butterfly landed on the softest soul she could find.
Whether it be animal or mineral, she cared not.
The young fawn felt honored that he had earned her trust.
Allowing her to stay as long as she liked.
Categories:
wispy, animal,
Form:
Free verse
Hark to whispers of our conscience
Being the voice of God within
Cognised by inner sentience
Feel subtle touch of love therein
To sense bliss, silence outer din
Hark to whispers of our conscience
Known to pure of heart, free from sin
Shining in their luminescence
Head-heart balance, begins romance
Divine domain vibrational
Hark to whispers of our conscience
Life simple, each moment joyful
Transfixed in sound current divine
Soundless thunder rapture cadence
In staid silence, with love align
Hark to whispers of our conscience
15-July-2021
WHISPERS Poetry Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
Categories:
wispy, spiritual,
Form:
Quatern
Wispy toadstool ring
dewdrops pepper the ground;
Port key of the Fey.
Categories:
wispy, magic, nature,
Form:
Haiku