Cold Fire
Bach over reaches
Arguments are won in dusk
Time brings to the brink
when you discover
tomorrow's sun
was blazoned in her shadow
legends crumbling
we succumb
to the languid legend
The Kundalini Is Rising, now I'm Flying High on Wings Of Wisdom
Full Power Up On The Chrism,
Ever-Upward in Fully Blazoned Life
Fear No Evil, Fear The Regal Like....
I AM Spirit, I AM Alive
I AM Soul Divinus, One with the Sacred Fire
Deathless by the Knowledge, Breathless by the Flight
Wielding Staffs and Grails of Light,
One and Beyond I AM Eternal
Boundless by The Force, Boundless, Supernal
Slinging Mights Of Courage, Stone Bold like David
Never Jaded, Wielding Long Bows like Hayk Nahapet
Solar Gleamin like a Scion of the Great Spirit
The Vibes Jive On Exquisite,
Legend Born by the Alchemy
Chasing Diadems for the Masterpiece,
Full Ascent Into the Heart Of Israel
The Land Of Milk and Honey and Citadels,
Ever-Luminous, The Sacred is Rising
Ever-Thriving,
Abode the Heavens, The Stars Align
Seven Doors To Paradise
Orange fire-blazoned indigo sky
crackling the night’s desperate cry,
leaving the hot wind’s breath pursy.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.
Rising flames painted the dawn’s light,
no oasis, no ease in sight,
leaving the barren earth thirsty.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy
Night fell with enflamed full moon.
Both flora and fauna fell swoon,
corporeal controversy.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.
Abundant water covered the night
granting reprieve from parching blight,
reviving life; bear gramercy.
Thank the sweet Lord for His mercy.
White
petals
rise
above
flames of gold
blazoned
with
a red
maple leaf.
Holland designed
this tulip
around
the
flag of
Canada,
truly
a
unique
bloom.
(Waltz Wave)
6/09/2021
Waltz Wave Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman
Brother
Riparian observers watch waters pass
left behind, huddled in loss
our tears added to the flow
memories blazoned in our mind
with each tenuous gasp
we pound the bare earth
love and loss mingle with shock
remember
how could I forget
he’s my brother
Purple Sunset
I'm stunned by purple when I see
the gifts of sky's vast majesty,
mixed with warm orange and pink streaks,
aglow neath clouds as evening peaks.
A blushing sunset paints this scene
as shadows dim the sun's gold sheen,
and purple mutes the fiery ray
that blazoned sunshine thru the day.
January 18, 2019
~1st Place~
Contest: Strand #545
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 01/22/2019
~7th Place~
Contest: Purple
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
Judged: 01/22/1/2019
Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 4
Verses 8 and 9
The liege of grandiose brick manor stay
did question Sinefred plain about retreat.
"A temporary brief reversal day
but know this right, the Leopard I'll mistreat.
At day's new light when dreams are most replete
with fancies sweet as honeycomb delight,
then we'll renew attack and make complete
this stringent battle we've began to fight.
All Morley's knights will be then scattered into flight."
" Whose shield did I afore then see with thee?
All blazoned azure seen with golden sign?
Methinks that golden sign was Leopard free.
What name to knight is so in Morley's line?"
" His name's Stephanus Marcus, he is mine.
Yet stronger knights than he have seen defeat,
and sitting by his armor I will dine.
This vanquished knight is name I will delete,
then I'll drink nectar sweet, for me a special treat."
Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 4
Verses 8 and 9
The liege of grandiose brick manor stay
did question Sinefred plain about retreat.
"A temporary brief reversal day
but know this right, the Leopard I'll mistreat.
At day's new light when dreams are most replete
with fancies sweet as honeycomb delight,
then we'll renew attack and make complete
this stringent battle we've began to fight.
All Morley's knights will be then scattered into flight."
" Whose shield did I afore then see with thee?
All blazoned azure seen with golden sign?
Methinks that golden sign was Leopard free.
What name to knight is so in Morley's line?"
" His name's Stephanus Marcus, he is mine.
Yet stronger knights than he have seen defeat,
and sitting by his armor I will dine.
This vanquished knight is name I will delete,
then I'll drink nectar sweet, for me a special treat."
florid pastels
blazoned across twilight sky
— Spring’s overture
3/14/2018
she cries in pain
tears blot her face
rolling
burning
hurting
her cheeks
she cries with heartache
reeling
tolling
bleeding
her heart tears
up like her face
leading
holding
leaving
marks upon her eyes
and her heart
seizing her soul
with…………..
lying
crying
dying
blazoned blocks
of broken tears
Russell Sivey
Skies vibrate with strange cloud formations,
To the calamitous thunder of the v-twins powered best.
The trees give up their last held golden jewels,
As they awaIt their oncoming, slow winters rest.
The motors wind, and so does the road
Twisting past stones as the placid pools run.
They shimmer with light, their blinding reflection,
of the soon to be setting, blazoned, autumn sun.
Through pockets of cool fall shards of leaves,
We cut through the wind and power through day.
The blue skies above in this tunnel of color,
We rise and we fall, as the road has her way.
The gentle curves and noble hills,
await and greet ushere, as we arrive.
They open their arms and cradle us dear,
Just a small reminder, to know were alive.
The palate is vast and rich with light,
An unbridled beauty, so deep and so clear.
If any new color, did ever exist...
Theres no doubt, indeed, you would find it right here.
So Fear not the destination which someday awaits,
The importance and purpose of these things Ive showed.
The journey's what matters, those twists and the turns,
Believe it or not, God lives on the road.
I hold you sensate in my soul
But your refusal ruins my longing
Queen of the mild -dewed morn
In the apparel of a descending snow
My steps I miss to clutch your shadow
I am tickled to see your lush lips blazoned in sweetness
I hold you sensate in my soul
But you willow my wits
Bud of the King, the bluey bloom
Storm my wishful stream of thoughts
And disappear like a moon on a brief bow
I miss my breath to take in the fragrance of your silhouette
I hold you sensate in my soul
But your song fast-paced serrate my stringing skill
Daughter of the bridery moon veiled
In the diadem of regal rose, the rhythm of my lines
I hold you sensate
Come to me in flesh and flow into my arms
Long spread for your maiden embrace
On this lawn where life never limps but spreads green fronds,
Come to me, my love-bud, my sensation, my may some day.
twilight’s serenade
finding ears on heaven’s face…
blazoned by wishes
non traditional haiku
Look at this poppy-seed bread:
Black stars in a white sky,
Outside, an aloe plant rustles in the wind,
As out of place as dead people whispering.
I am not planning to die, however
Will they write my autobiography,
Listening to Fall Out Boy's 'Centuries'
Remember me...
For small recollections
Of a day-time moon,
This hot-cross bun blazoned across a handful
Of wayward seasons.
And I am not making any promises,
But this side of having a cold, far out stars
Are inextinguishable.
From afar a mist like
Folded hand encircles
The naked atmosphere
Like a drop of oil in water
Spreads,like cancer
Hides in oblivion and
Manifests unannounced
Wrecking havocs
To seeds of mother earth,
Like blanket bath
Covers the fleeing legs.
Like blazing furnace
Scorched the souls.
Like a game ace,
Invincible it remains.
With bleary-eyes
We look to it's swift
destructions-
With horror blazoned
Across the horizon.
Only in due course,
Can the seasoned
Sun rise from the horizon.
Surely nothing can lift
This nature's curse.
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