Bursts Poems - Poems about Bursts

Light Bursts

light bursts flaming 
on alabaster waves 
savours moment
clutching rose umbrella 
shuts eyes in ecstasy

Vivid Bursts of Magenta

     Sunrise majestic, vivid bursts of magenta
       and pink streaks of sunset present a dilemma

    as to which of the two inspires me more
       the promise of daybreak or moonlit night’s shore

    Yet

Bullet-like bursts forth her dawn

On sleep-starved heavy eyes, tired, torn,
Straight like bullet begins her morn.

Kids woken up with a warm kiss,
She hurries that  naught is amiss,

Last bestirs hubby’s languid bone,
Straight like bullet begins her morn.

Bare in time she breasts her office,
When home, there awaits some crisis.

Forever hurry, worry-prone,
Straight like bullet begins her morn.
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Couplets |03.01.2024|dawn
Poet’s note: A woman’s working

Plane Bursts Through Full Moon

plane appears to burst through the full moon
streaking across the sky
matching the horizon
am I the only one who saw that?
a magnificent sight not seen every day

Alabaster Bursts of Heaven

Crimson's luster illuminates a brilliant bead  
satin strokes of beauty a bottle bleeds  
scratch softly across this barren chest  
and along with moonbeams, shall you rest  

Silver streaks of goodness held in place  
passion's pure pleasure soon will trace  
circle past tiny smudges born in haste  
where one

Bursts Forth Blissfulness

Bursts forth blissfulness, in tranquil stillness
Magnetic heat fills us from head to feet
Ineffable is our heart’s happiness
In resonance with the divine love beat

Our head melds with heart, conceding defeat
Silence continuum, ushers wellness 
As Ohm vibration within does repeat
Bursts forth blissfulness, in tranquil stillness

Negating not, our mind-body this-ness
We rest egoic thought forms, that love deplete
Vibrant then

Bubbling Bliss Bursts Forth

Both liberation and bondage
The touch of love and acts savage
Sensed at the centreless fulcrum 
Where no mind-body battles rage

Our soul, in this here body prism
Once aligned with love, leaves no chasm
Nestled at God’s feet, bliss replete
Bliss bursts at our sensorium 

Head melds with heart, at the love seat
Greeting each face we chance to meet
Truth dawns

Cloud Bursts

cloud bursts scrub birch 
                   raindrops wash ladybugs
	showers cleanse herbs~
spring cleaning

4-17-21
Contest: One Haiku
Sponsor: Line Gauthier

Divine Light Bursts

Divine light bursts, it’s hue, soft, brilliant white
Quenching our desireless, unseeking thirst 
We behold the wonder, by direct sight
Happening spontaneous, unrehearsed

As living light, within form is disbursed
Unbound is both tranquil calm and delight
No doing by us done; we are nursed 
Divine light bursts, it’s hue, soft, brilliant white

Gods touch assures all wrongs will be set

The Bubble Bursts Noiselessly

as pain within swells
to a heightened level
origin belied expectation
of null love reciprocation

such contortions tainted
delusions self anointed
do not stay with us long
as we sing the love song
reverberations of our soul
keeping us joyful & whole
birthing a throb continuous
manifesting bliss fortuitous 
as a current ever present 
within our heart resident
as soundless bliss ignition 
ecstasy defying delineation 
being our

Brilliant Bursts of Pink

Elegant portico columns, fireplace frame
Fronting tasteful, demure white walls
Rich browns -- pianoforte, armchair
Muted ostentation, classicism bespoken --
the eye startled, struck
by the clear glass vase 
on the mantel
stems ascending 
to bold-green leaves
slightly upturned
as are firm, youthful breasts
topped by brilliant bursts
of pink-streaked flowers
panorama

Bursts

bursts of color
stirring
imagination

Bursts of Creativity

Bursts Of Creativity...

Asper myself tend
to occur late at night,
or early morn 'o follow
wing day unbeknownst
despite acute insight
how, when, where, why...

ideas swarm and bite
inspiration doth alight
try as I might to
coax, anchor right,
burning candlebox at
both ends during midnight

oil, and pry open hermetically airtight
noggin, where my poetic
(side) juices glommed up tight
blew silly blackened, and barbed
as though cold anthracite
ash

Bursts of lilac

bursts of lilac
broadcasting in flight 
~ summer's arrival



posted on October 5, 2018

Short Bursts In Trenches and At Coal Face

I may not spend much time in the trenches,
Or at the coal face,
But that is OK.

I have chosen a different path to follow,
One with few signposts, 
Lots of swing bridges to cross,
With upsetting people a real possibility,
And career opportunities spiked,
Should the whistle I carry in my pocket,
Be noticed by the boss,
But that is OK.

I get

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