Best Zenith Poems
the zenith of my prime has come and gone
and here I sit and wait my setting sun
with dreams and wishes longing to come true
I won't lie down in death till they are through
I've yet to taste the glory of those lips
of love divine, I've only taken sips
the Warrior Princess, yet remains inside
a seething muse that I am forced to hide
I've yet to write the world into a rhyme
to go on after me, defying time
I've yet to travel to enchanted place
and live a thousand lives and dance with grace
I've yet to swim like mermaid in the sea
with not a single thing to cover me
I've yet to lie on sands in twilight hue
to feel the naked rush of feelings new
I've yet to sing my song and feel the praise
of hands that lift me high and lights that daze
I've yet to gaze upon what eyes adore
my gypsy heart has treasure still in store
And so, this pain that dwells in me yet screams:
"You must not die until you've lived your dreams.
Uncover dreams: bring every one to light
Oh, live and love and blaze before the night
Eileen Manassian
Among tall weeds are waving tulips, with satin pearls of dew
Blowing trumpets, and brushing grasses, with shades of cheerful tunes
Creating carpets soft and fair, where every eye can rest,
Dancing petals kiss the breezes, in flirting dalliance
Each breath of wind, caresses strands, of lupine, blending in
Foxglove, flax, and buckwheat stand, so slender on their stems
Green buds, fragile, on the limbs, of trees in cloisters, high
Have opened bliss upon the ridge, while clouds are passing by
Ivy tendrils wrap the oaks, which grow exempt from time
Just as God would wrap a heart with joy at Easter time
Keeping watch, a hawk swoops down, to scout a meadow's floor
Looming high, it circles 'round, in time for afternoon
Morning 's sun has long been gone,, and left a touch of warm
Night had left a trail of showers, from the passing storm
Opened flowers, bask in sunlight, breaking through the cold
Pastel colors, and fragrant blossoms, paint the world in gold
Question not the splendid wonder, it's ours now to explore
Rejoice with eyes, behold and conquer, spring is at our door
Saturate the heart with "happy", as the day unfolds
To stand, alone, and hear the songs, birds and bees have told
Underneath the cloak of springtime, is all that we could ask
Voices call within the wind, and meadow larks will ask
Will we take this world for granted, or leave it to the rest?
Xanadu is ours to own, nature at it's best
You came, you saw, a sign of spring.......and
Zenith, is its name
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For The Abecedarian Contest: "Spring"
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
2/20/15
Can a god build walls on the horizon
Hang chandeliers from zeniths above
Let the ocean drain into the nadir
Turn platitudes of doubt into love
Can a god look west, to watch sunrise
Go back in time, see humanity evolve
Walk barefoot across the suns corona
Make reason, meaningless to resolve
Can a god bring order to happenstance
See through charades of pantomime
Grow vaccines on earths magnetic field
With a mere thought, distinguish design
Can a god travel faster than light speed
Cross our galaxy, in the blink of an eye
Throw caution to the winds of tomorrow
Leave us dumbstruck for pondering why
Can a god see through endless darkness
Bring a smile to a heartbroken face
Take delusion, and banish it forever
Whisper in a dying ear, your soul is safe
Can a god truly answer all questions
Is it meaningless to pen poems of trial
If a god comforts through your prayers
Who am I, to cast doubt or denial
''Z'' Contest, New or Old - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Prompt word No7 Zenith 05/12/21
Glistening through the window’s
Glass, shafts of gentling grace
Mellow and bleeding waves – breathless
Crying like rain, flavoring the moment with
Splendor, inspiring the soul to keep burning
Away the shadows, dark haunting
Hopes and dreams with a sadness that dims
Joy and reminds the soul that its peace
Is found in the moments like these, when
Light reflects a need and brings with it the music
To soothe away the darkness, lifting
Encouraging, bringing the inspiration, comforting
So that only the sparkly edges of a radiance
Breathing truth sighs like the falling stardust
Waves embracing the hopes that come
To life on the shimmering reflections of this
Seamless piece of a vision, an echo
From the musings of a heart who believes, who
Sees the gentle bleeding through reality,
Erasing the dark with a sense of forever waiting
Just beyond the rays that embrace the meaning
The significance of a spirit, a soul, a belief
In One who made history into the timeless whispers
Sighing out creativity in movements surging
Like the grace that hints at everything He sends
Through the azure skies and the light that is so alive
It silences the fears and wipes away the tears
So there is only beautiful combined with insight
To take the heart through a million years,
Feelings abiding in the flickers of wonderful,
Wonders that take me from this moment
Into the faithful promises of a prayer, a promise
Psalms that taught me to always see
The good in every heart, the worthy in every light
Who brings me through the darkness,
Never doubting that forever is just beyond
The spark glowing through the window,
Lighting up the inside the way He lights up the
Morning with a sun not nearly as potent
As the Son who is there for everyone who simply
Believes He is the promise of eternal peace…
The zenith of belief
Writing Challenge - 'Z' Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
7. zenith
May 12, 2023
Written: October 17, 2023
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breeze of zeal wheezed
the zephyr sings through the trees~
insight reach zenith
Acts of contrition, on knees if I recount
Beatitudes, eight, sermon on the mount
Charity given, is blessings received
Dalai Lama, a Buddhist deity
Ecumenism, it understands and unites
Fascism erodes individual rights
Gaia, Greek goddess of our mother earth
Heresy, one's belief, another's mirth
Idolatry, the worship of false gods
Jehovahs Witnesses, the sidewalks they trod
Kama, Hindu god of the erotic
Lex talionis, is somewhat exotic
Mary, Christmas holds that she was a virgin
Naturalism, this belief seems to burgeon
Orthodoxy, keeping with old traditions
Penance, requires sin and admissions
Quaker, informal for Society of Friends
Ramadan, are you relieved when it ends?
Sabbath, is it Saturday or the day after?
Talismans, sometimes, subject of laughter
Universalism, bring us together?
Values the thought of happy ever afters
Whatever your dogma, does it really matter?
X amine your heart, reject idle chatter
You should maybe contact your Spirit Guides
Zenith of acceptance with us resides
beautiful photo of the church taken by Jackie on Instagram @jacci_eo
The zenith of my prime has come and gone
and here I sit and wait my setting sun
with dreams and wishes longing to come true
I won't lie down in death till they are through
I've yet to taste the glory of those lips
of love divine, I've only taken sips
the Warrior Princess, yet remains inside
a seething muse that I am forced to hide
I've yet to write the world into a rhyme
to go on after me, defying time
I've yet to travel to enchanted place
and live a thousand lives and dance with grace
I've yet to swim like mermaid in the sea
with not a single thing to cover me
I've yet to lie on sands in twilight hue
to feel the naked rush of feelings new
I've yet to sing my song and feel the praise
of hands that lift me high and lights that daze
I've yet to gaze upon what eyes adore
my gypsy heart has treasure still in store
And so, this pain that dwells in me yet screams:
"You must not die until you've lived your dreams.
Uncover dreams: bring every one to light
Oh, live and love and blaze before the night
Stand above sea level, rise as earth shifts.
Watch the land bow, amidst continental drifts.
All that you surround lie in shadows below.
Here hills on active ground, climb to heaven and snow.
These massive creations, are born from plates underneath.
Pushing together, they force the earth up until the mountain has peaked.
The highest of these is mount Everest almost 9 thousand feet to the sky.
Although Ecuador's Chimborazo peak is farthest from Earth's warm inside.
Some mountains are born of volcanoes an opening from within earth's core.
From these cuts in the crust of the earth gases, and ashes spew forth.
And with them come rivers of lava, molten rock, liquid light.
It covers great distances in strides at 2000 °F.
Solidified, it is igneous rock and this can form the base.
Even from the ocean floor and now an island is made.
At the summit the weather is different there.
The air is quite thin, so ascend with great care.
It is cold and water and life may be scarce.
But the view from above is a sight worth a stare.
24% of the Earth is shaped,
and taken by mountains, and that is ok,
For human beings like you and I,
rely on the water that flows from up high.
Oh, mountain, the landscape you decorate,
is a wonder for eyes to behold.
It is hard to believe, that one such as thee,
could fall to the clock and erode.
But for now, these mountains stand proud,
and will be here to keep our perspective.
That we all have our role, that this earth has a soul,
-and I think it is best we respect it.
Autumn bequeaths
chestnut dappled
ethereal forests
graciously hued in
jeweled kaleidoscope leaves
migrating north on
primeval quiet
river snow
tapering under
violet winter's
xeroxed yielding zenith.
11/13/21
Entered in 'Z' contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
When sun whispers goodnight to crimson skies,
and clouds turn from lavender to soft grey
sun glides away to shine in others' eyes
zenith is sun's place to herald each day.
Sun god Helios rode from east to west
pausing in zenith to admire his throng.
Then hurried on, as day's movement was best
and, somewhere, summer days wished to be long.
Coming from Arabic, zenith now means
“highest point,” roughly, where Sun sits at noon
Sun never quite relinquishes its gleams
when viewed as opposite, lights a full moon.
Earth revolves and to Zenith sun rises
Sun stirs golden rays with a gilded spoon
Once a day, even when cloud disguises,
sun is at zenith, then races with moon.
May 13, 2023
for "Word Challenge--Z Words"
by Constance La France
Slow
deep breath
no quick moves.
Brown form alert.
Crosshairs rhythmically bounce on shoulder crease.
One smooth pull shatters silence, blurs vision.
Noble prey down,
tribe well fed.
Thankful
pray.
One day clouds will play on the earth
We pilfer a son of the sky and fled away
We can touch life and death
Design, protect their way
No death! Our cradle of love will sway
When death comes never to be shy!
Hold me tight
On the back of a winged horse
we will roam around
Your love and the devil
I can fight the devil if you hold my hand
Even if we court defeat
On the earth
It will always be a cursed night
At its zenith, the summer sun
Shines in a cloudless sky
And when the sultry day is done
It slowly says goodbye
At its zenith, the summer sun
Can make a person sweat
Taking part in indoor games fun
Is then the safest bet
At its zenith, the summer sun
Can glare with fiery heat
To a shelter, you better run
With sun, you can't compete.
14th May 2023
For Constance La France's "Writing challenge - 'Z' words" contest
Scorching,drying,tanning sunshine,
Sun at its acme,
Vessels dilate, wet as in rain .
Written on 13/6/13
The last time
I took
a photograph
Instamatics
were in flower
No one
could get over
the expression
on my index finger