Brigham Poems

Flames Do Leap

One glance and flames set ablaze
 His fluttering heart in a daze
 Like a spinning kite caught in the wind
 It has no fear of fall nor singe 
 Consumed by love’s eternal flame
 He seems a man somewhat insane
 His smiles once rare, make no retreat
 Constant  and fierce as desert heat
 Now broaden as hot flames leap
~*~

By:  Annalise Brigham
6/16/14
Note:  For Nette's Novo Otto  "FLAME/S" Contest.  Though late..LOL

Brigham Young

Brigham Young, the Mormon prophet
Pointed to the west; they crossed it
North, east, south, west sent colonies,
And has his name on universities.


Brigham Young, who led the Mormons after the assassination of their founding prophet Joseph Smith, led the Mormon Pioneers from "Winter Quarters" (a spot near what is now Omaha Nebraska) to what is now Salt lake City, Utah, then established colonies in most of the western states, south-western Canada, and northern Mexico. Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah, is the largest religious, and one of the largest private, universities in the USA, and has branches in Hawaii and Idaho.  There is a monument in Washington DC to B.Y. for him being the great colonizer.  Most groups that went west did so seeking gold or land, but didn't worry about those who followed.  When the Mormons crossed, they widened mountain gaps, made maps, planted seeds, set up river crossings etc to make it easier for later groups to follow.

Hawaii Or Stratford

A collaboration with Annalise Brigham

On cold wintry days when my thoughts take flight
I‘m off to the great Pacific and her tropical lands
All exotic remnants of paradise in plain sight
How like footprints they seem upon the ocean, grand

Lush, vibrant green foliage and the richest colors ignite
As palms dance the Hula under a dazzling sun
Encircled by warm trade winds infusing daily delight
As four islands still evolving, offer us endless fun!

The four Hawaiian Islands- Honolulu, Kauai, Maui and Oahu


I wander through the town in which he lived,
Believe I feel his presence all around.
I visit places that he must have loved:
His childhood home, the church  and New Place ground.

I lay a  single rose upon his grave,
Sincerely wishing that he would appear;
I close my eyes and, smiling, think of him.
Ah, I love Stratford, home of Will Shakespeare.

Bucket List

To see earth's face through angels’ eyes
Afloat upon cotton clouds 'neath the skies
And hear noth but the whistling soft winds
Which encircle me like feathered wings

Too long these feet of lead have held to ground
On stone where porous clay abound
While spirit yearns to ascend the heights
My bucket list consists of one sky jump

To soar blue skies o’er land and sea
Fly solo as a bird, keen and care free
Where noise and din then become dearth
My eyes will feast on the radiance of earth

As golden wheat fields sway to and fro
To softly land in mounds of hay below
~*~
03/02/13

Annalise Brigham

Refining

Kindling
Cradle by wind
Morph into flames 
Crescending melody
unites both spirit and soul
Refining

Seasoned                                
Embers simmer 
Tempered cooling
Immutably alive
though silence overshadows
Quiescent
~*~

10/30/12
*For Nette's "View From A Vignette" Contest
Annalise Brigham

Night-Day

night creeps steadily
adorned in dark velvet cape…
watching as men sleep

crickets sound their shrill
bullfrogs play tuba and base…
shooting stars display

day rolls in bright-bold
night in surrender recedes…
rays of gold invade
~*~

1/23/12
Annalise Brigham
Note:  For Linda Marie's "Hodgepodge Haiku Trio" Contest
*7th Place

A Poet's Home

No matter how long you stay away, you can always come back home again
~*~



Note:  1/21/12
For Carol's "What I like Best about Poetry Soup" Contest
Annalise Brigham
*2nd Place

Grant Me Serenity

God, grant me serenity…
Amidst the chaos and noise
Let me journey in simplicity
Bid me, listen for your voice
And when temptation comes to call
Hear my cry; draw me near
Lest I stumble hard and fall
Grant that I may never fear
The subtle guile of the serpent’s tongue
May I not be blind to another's needs
And keep your Word in my heart a constant song    
For only in you do I find peace and my spirit is free!
~*~

1/19/12
Note:  For Nette's "Serenity Response" Contest 
A. Brigham-a.k.a Audrey Carey
*6th Place

A Choir of Nature

“The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness therein, the world and they that dwell therein”
A Psalm of David…

Solitary, I stand upon these ever changing shores
Where sun, sea, earth and winds abide
Where time and tide flow forevermore
In a timeless waltz, as one, they reside

Within this glorious setting sits a conspicuous ruin
A beautiful church built with mortar and stone
Stones carved and laid by hands, gifted and willing
And now vast blue skie replace the old wooden dome

B'neath sits an altar graced by Morning Glory vines
Ascending, yet, to the sun and matching blue skies
While fragile walls hugged by bougainvillea climbs
Well dressed in their shocking pink and white styles

And though silence prevails, I hear a choir of nature sing
Melodious chants echoing within these broken walls
Where the elements congregate and worship in sync...
Transfixed; I kneel in worship and my soul gives its all!
~*~


By: Annalise Brigham
For:  “The Church by the Ocean” Contest”
09/29/11
*3rd Place

Back and Better

Back and better to be together
With Phyllis Babcock my mother Theresa,
She is so refreshing like coca-cola
And really medicinal like African cola.
Back and better for James Fraser Mr highlander,
For poet destroyer, please don't destroy me
Could you be my builder?
Dear Dr. Ram, i still hail your nib,
Where's Royal Trevino? i always know you.
Constance la France is a silent night
There's power in silence,
Show me Andrea Dietrich, the currency in 
My wallet.
Did anyone see Sara Kendrick? am looking 
For her with a microscope,
Sydney Hall, Mr mad poet, take pity on me,
Am only a cool guy...
Deborah Guzzi is an enlightening haiku,
Hello John loving, you set a pace of love,
Annalise Brigham, the Caribbean beauty,
JSLambert Esquire, your ink is melodious.
Carolyn Devonshire, thanks for being there,
Audrey Carey, carry me all along,
Dorris culverhouse, you're a rare gem,
Dane Ann smith Johnson, how i miss you so.
Is that nette onclaud? i salute your talent,
Garri La Budda, a builder of lines
Carol Brown you are always a mentor.
oh! Linda Marie... sweet Marie,
You're a crown, a mother crown,
Am back and better for poetry soup.

Music and Meditation Are Stairways

It' so easy to imagine that a creator would impart
To all his creations a bit of himself in each heart
When my soul cries out, yearning for connection to the light 
When words and no earthly love prove enough to console the blight
Music and meditation are blessed stairways which lift me upon wings
Transporting to a sacred place of worship beyond the worldly strings 
Where no religion, or walls of stone would affect
Subliminal commune of light with light in a deeper respect

~*~

By Annalise Brigham
For:  Dr. Ram's "Music and Meditation" Contest

Don'T Promise Me the World

Don’t promise me the world
That’s not yours to give
Neither promise me forever
When all you have to give is today
Just give me your today
And all it encompasses
And should forever come and finds us here 
Our mere presence would speak of our genuine love

~*~


©04/17/11 Audrey Haick a.k.a. Annalise Brigham

Comments Better Than Gold

Truth is easy to write as its fluidity resonates!
At times I read people well, and sometimes, not
This is one of those times I have it right, I believe
He’s an excellent poet with a gentle soul
Blessed with a wealth of knowledge
Already excelled in the craft, now he writes for the joy
Self-assurance shows and he's confident of his worth
Honor he bestows when he leaves comments on my poems

We are graced by the presence in our midst
Of a Doctor of Literature, so unassuming
Always courteous and seemingly devoid of ego
That he would bother to read my poems
Tells me I am not too bad at all
I can tell when he truly enjoys the read
And when he’s merely being polite
For me, Dr. Ram’s comments are better than gold

~*~

For: Joe Maverick's "Better than Gold" Contest
Annalise Brigham

Fairies Gala

Fairies Gala

Fairies waltz on branches of oak 
In cool, misty haze of morning dawn

translucent wings laced with fine golden strands
fluttering 'midst dense new leaves
glistening in sun light


dew-drenched knarled trees  
guard lush green enchanting place...
Kissed by morning sun

intruders
turn on
sprinklers

~*~
By A. Brigham
For Constance La France's "Nature 4 in 1 Contest"

Crystalline
Kimo
Haiku, 
Senryu

Beware

Mist arises upwards
Calls where natures lost its way…
Light warns patiently



Written for

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Contest Name "WHAT MY EYES SEE

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