Best Wordlessly Poems
Your face
is a love song
of exquisite and matchless appeal
Your eyes
a duet of violin and cello
sonorous, deep
Your hair
an orchestra of euphonious instruments
playing in cohesive harmony
Your smile
a fantasia
of unearthly delight
Your teeth
a legato line of 32nd notes
in a concerto played to perfection
Your hands
a conductor’s baton
emoting wordlessly
Your voice
a rhapsody
of supernal joy
Your heart
a sumptuous lyric
a poetic paragon
Your soul
a sacred oratorio
set apart and holy
You are a sinuous melody
I can’t get out of my head
…nor will I ever wish to
Written 1 Mar 2020
Categories:
wordlessly, love, music,
Form:
Free verse
Suddenly He returned...
A lone traveller on a journey
tripping with her memory
Breezes of unsceduled joy
He blew beneath her skin
Reaching deep witihin
breathing warmth, affectionately.
He poured honey from the moon
and filled her dusk with light
Oh how He made lost shadows shine
He made rays filter through
soft as a candle light.
Oh how it lit her vacant room
and kindled in her night.
Suddenly He returned...
A lone traveller on a jourmey
tripping with her memory
Like a young first love
they danced so fervently
Like a young lost love
they parted unexpectedly
Their paths were not to meet again
beyond borders in between.
They've let their spuming stars
fade deep into the sea.
It could never be,just never be
Forbidden wants were pushed away
and so each possibility.
Yet long lived thoughts, all wordlessly
as guarded dreams roamed silently.
Suddenlly He returned .,..
A lone traveller on a journey
tripping with her memory
keeps tripping with her memory
Always in her memory....
Categories:
wordlessly, absence,
Form:
Lyric
I am vaporizing in your eyes slowly
Noiselessly, clearly, and helplessly
Am I willing to be absorbed as steam?
No! my feeling is no but wordlessly
I am vaporizing in your eyes helplessly
As immediate as I saw you saw me
You turned me into steam softly
What should I do immediately?
Seeping into your soul completely?
Or hiding into the cloud urgently?
Categories:
wordlessly, desire, first love, for
Form:
Free verse
"The love we give away is the only love we keep." — Elbert Hubbard.
In breathless dreams, my passions were growing,
fanciful feelings, wordlessly screaming,
when your eyes met mine, blessings were flowing.
sure that your smile would bring life’s redeeming
songs of soft light fall gentle on my soul,
fanciful feelings, wordlessly screaming.
life stirred with joy because my heart you stole,
your tender touch brought me a renewed hope,
songs of soft light fall gentle on my soul.
time revealed the thrill when we would elope,
two hearts bursting with love and affection
your tender touch brought me a renewed hope.
in our marriage love stirred true perfection
living in the wonder of two as one
two hearts bursting with love and affection
rustlings of feelings that can’t be outdone,
in breathless dreams, my passions were growing,
living in the wonder of two as one
when your eyes met mine, blessings were flowing.
Categories:
wordlessly, appreciation, blessing, love, marriage,
Form:
Terzanelle
Did I ever know that I would be born?
Did I decide my psyche and physique?
Why is a rose shielded by a sharp thorn?
Providence creates each creature unique.
I think of building a castle for me.
I end up assembling a thatched hut.
When I, like a sparrow, wish to be free
An unknown force, from within, keeps me shut.
Untimely rain signs on the summer breeze
Floods and droughts play tragedies unannounced.
Earthquakes shake the inmost shrines of the seas.
Divine verdict is wordlessly pronounced.
Events, like gift foils, wrap my existence.
Existence, in turn, is wrapped by Providence.
Categories:
wordlessly, fate, god, life,
Form:
Sonnet
Go figure,
My very last party,
And no one knows I'm here,
And they're all talking
about me,
Seems they really care...
If only I could get
over to that chair...
They might recognize me,
That I'm really there
I mean, I'm dressed in
my finest clothes,
My skin and hair are perfect
There's lots I'd like to share
What it's like to die,
And yet I am still there,
The tranquility that I've
never before felt
The Oneness with God,
who welcomes me to his
kingdom,
Explaining wordlessly,
why my cards were so dealt
Categories:
wordlessly, allegory, death, faith, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
I don’t think it’s foolish,
Simple-minded, silly, whimsical,
Naïve, and/or childish
To believe that love is magical.
So-called experts offer
No scientific explanations
That any would prefer.
Love wordlessly defies summation.
You know that I love you,
But that is so hard to quantify;
And I am loved by you--
I don’t need to know a reason why.
Some believe in magic.
Most believe in something up above.
Wouldn’t life be tragic,
If we all stopped believing in love?!
Categories:
wordlessly, life, love, magic, philosophy,
Form:
Quatrain
Wrestling with consciousness
fading in and out,
the darkness threatens to sweep me away
Where am I?
How did I get here?
What happened?
No voice escapes my lips
dry, parched tongue mouths wordlessly
as dreams tangle with reality
swimmingly, a face appears
in a moment of lucidity
in the storm of incoherency
I remember your face
your love
your lifeline to me
a tenderness fills me with warmth,
as I sink back into the darkness
but now there is a light....
Categories:
wordlessly, faith, health, husbandme,
Form:
Free verse
When I am one in two
I hesitate
To let my thoughts withdraw,
For in the safety of that zone
I trust my friend who hears my voice alone.
She may not finish my unsaid words,
Though sometimes she does,
She may not understand where I was going,
But she always faithfully tries.
The art of being two is a garden,
Where one hand sows, the other grows.
When birth takes place in the womb of the earth,
The hands fold together as one,
Dignified with grace,
Thankful for the blessing.
A trace of the everlasting
Seen in the unquestioned root
Of how devotion
A good life fulfills.
In my heart there is a chamber
I share with no more then one.
There is but a single key,
Whose power is to open a world
Where a dolphin lies anchored
To an unbound universe.
Who is in possession of this key,
Is responsible.
To fear, flee and drop the chance to enter
Is a choice the unworthy can make.
To jump,
To leap into that island room,
Where seas,
Stormy, serene, salty and fresh
Blind the senses and reshape thoughts,
Is to fall into an ocean where a great dolphin
Lies in shackles. Time and action
In slow motion
Must move.
The setting free of divine spirits an art
Beholden
Only to she
The right one.
She who enters this space,
Where private thoughts wordlessly are spoken,
Where flowers grow on the cusps of waves,
Where faith is more then trying,
Where roots grow from a seafloor miles below,
Where stars in the sky whisper secrets,
Laughing with affectionate wonder
At the two below
Whose only prison
Is the freedom
To say yes or no
To a risky life
Both bonded and unbounded,
Is she whose nimble fingers will by love alone,
Sink the chains and set the dolphin free.
Oh so long has he waited for she his chosen one
So long has he dreamt of the journey to come.
Upon his back she wept and held,
And into the open world they ever went
And never ceased to be.
Categories:
wordlessly, devotion, universe,
Form:
Free verse
We spoke that day as I drove you home,
you tried in your broken English,
I in my broken Spanish.
Your poetic paintings
wordlessly move me.
Never have I
met a more
gentle
soul.
11/28/15
Categories:
wordlessly, art, people, tribute,
Form:
Nonet
HEADLIGHTS ON DARK ROADS
Timid tentative tap on her door at midnight
as she lay expectantly in suspense and the hope
that he would defy all obstacles to prove his love
for her
Like Romeo and Juliet forbidden to date as parents
failed to understand her attraction to him- this soul
connection to his vulnerable rebellion and his love
for her
As house slept she opened French door quietly to see
his tall young body silhouetted silently as full moon
reflected his mischievous smile and tender feelings
for her
That desperately longed for embrace and then
door silently shut quietly with bare feet across
wet grass ran to ‘borrowed’- car a joy ride
for her
They kissed long and deep before he turned the key
and wordlessly he steered with unlawful expertise
as she watched his face in awe of this audacious act
for her
Bright headlights focused on gravel road intense
not a thinking or sensing danger that lay ahead
glanced at her and winked assuring protection
for her
It happened so swiftly at high speed in the glare
a rabbit raced in dazed confusion across sandy
terrain as he swerved trying to avoid a collision
for her
Brakes failed as wheels skidded and surrealism
spoke inevitable collision of metal and ground
as he desperately focused on preventing pain
for her
Consciousness returned with his desperate screams
while he pulled at her door which caved in disarray
panicked she felt warm blood on her face -- his fear
for her
Pulling her out and holding her tight reassuringly
saying everything would be alright while she felt
no pain in her shock secure in his arms and calm
for her
He carried her home to face condemnation and guilt
gazed at damaged face as she smiled through the grief
whispering “Go home!” the truth of this night never to
be revealed- protected by lies -- her eternal love gift
for him
(Non-fiction, auto-biographical experience from my youth)
© Kim van Breda—March 2014
Categories:
wordlessly, for him, love, nostalgia,
Form:
Narrative
An end - reached
An end is in sight, it has finally been reached.
Throughout the journey, much was preached.
Back to the beginning, when stories where first told.
Many are far to exposing, are much to bold.
Telling stories of other souls, got some attention.
Telling stories of mine, as well, got some mention.
In the end, one comes to realize, the soul, the spirit
that came to the fore, opened a door, but nothing fit.
A long five years, delving into buried history
opened eyes to, once upon a time, that was the story.
All the stories believed, perceived, brought to light.
All the stories lived, insight did give, slipped out of sight.
Given wings once again, now to take a final flight.
All that lay before, exposed, wrong or right
will, more than likely, go down in silent flames
as one, wordlessly, comes to the end of the games.
It has been an interesting and rewarding journey.
Time to be laid to rest, creativity laid upon a gurney.
Carried off into that great and glorious ether
where all becomes as one, as you and I either
share in the common cause, or go our separate ways,
to make the best out of what are our remaining days.
B. J. “A” 2
March 27th 2015
Categories:
wordlessly, celebration,
Form:
Rhyme
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015
Like an Appaloosa’s rump,
The sky was so flecked.
Or with sparkling diamonds,
That God had bedecked.
The aroma of fresh hay,
Had hitched evening’s breeze;
While an un-molested Owl,
Spoke loudly from the trees;
Now wordlessly engrossed,
In this creation by God’s hand;
I speculate on my tomorrow,
And what He has planned.
Categories:
wordlessly, creation,
Form:
Rhyme
For whom does the death rattle whisper
on this windless, snowy night?
The old man sitting by the fire, listening
to his loving wife, wordlessly wishing;
yearning for more time within this life.
His blue eyes flicked in the fire's light
fixated on his joyous love
who's black hair blended along with night
and silver streak fallen over her eye,
never able to stay above.
As the rattle grew into a shutter,
the smoke plumed upward to the sky.
The fire crackled, and popped, and sputtered.
Watering, his blue eyes said goodbye.
Categories:
wordlessly, blue, death, fire, snow,
Form:
Cinquain
THE GREAT WALL
It’s funny and this is true
Years ago, I thought hopefully of being locked away
I envisioned more of an institutional setting
Nothing to do but roam in my robe
Fingertips lightly brushing the sterile, white walls as I go
No responsibility
No need to even say a word
There’d be talk of Crazy Sachs
Staring into space, wandering wordlessly
Much of this has come to pass
The walls are green and I’m a bit more verbose
But there is that talk
And not much is asked of me besides being seen not heard
I offer this anecdote
For it is the second biggest example in my life
Of the difference between fantasy and reality
Novelty fades fast
Occasionally instantaneously
Expectation begets exaggeration
Excitation leads to exasperation
All in all, between dreams and evil schemes should be a Great Wall
Mine was more an invisible fence
I passed through and was aghast to view the consequence
Slashed through thick vines for a sick crime
I was them first two pigs
Dicking around with straw and twigs
Unhinged when the wolf blew in
hit bricks because the walls were too thin
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes, you might find
What you want isn’t what you get once it’s got
Now you have to lie down in an unmade cot
Ruin, subvert
Cause one to hurt
Feel lower than dirt
That’s it in a nutshell
Just swell I’m in a jail cell
Bars make for a fine wall
Look, not touch at all
Plan how to build
With my unskilled
Hands that killed
Nearly
Categories:
wordlessly, anger, angst, change, prison,
Form:
Free verse