Soaring across the dark sky
On wings of stars as they fall
Leaving a breath of delight
To caress the hope for life
Your spirit continues to live
In the shadows of the sunlight
Reflected on lavender buds
Luscious scarlet petals
Tender joys in a flower
Your spirit continues to live
Along the smooth branches
Of a birch who whispers
To me through the windstorm
Of grace, joy, affection
Your spirit continues to live
On the moon’s silver sphere
Clever and captivatingly clear
Creating an ambiance of joy
Flowing down from the heavens
Your spirit continues to live
Whispering through the prayers
Of a mountain who blesses
With emeralds and olive greens
Gracing our land with splendor
Your spirit continues to live
On hues of divine highs
Where music testifies
And grace is so alive
There is the dance of life
Your spirit continues to live
Without any doubt, my friend
Your spirit is one that will be in
The tides, the rain, the sunny day
The happiness that nature throws our way
Your spirit continues to live…
A gift from our generous Creator
The God who gives life
To every living thing
Oh, how you fill me with unbridled glee, as you do
Colorful calendulas cheerfully quaking in the breeze
This captivatingly wondrous birth month of mine kicks off
Oktoberfest, Food Day, Halloween, just to name a few
Beautifully bright colors of autumn ever so vivid as...
Earth turns refreshingly cool, softly sighing in...
Red and gold Maple leaves. I love thee, October!
I am carefully, carelessly, cheerfully, unapologetically me.
I am joyfully, swiftly, truthfully, completely, captivatingly me.
Can’t you be a little less YOU?” my favorite mentor asks me.
I look at her, and we start laughing.
We cannot stop.
We laugh until we are sobbing.
See now why she is my favorite?
Legions of glowworms
attached to the roof of a cave;
their tails glow captivatingly bright,
and they look like
thousands of stars
in the the twilight sky!
Date written: 02/22/2020
Your eyes
tell a story.
There's something inviting;
captivatingly mysterious
about them, and they speak of tenderness.
The window to your soul, ajar.
You radiate sunshine, and
I see it in
your eyes
Submitted for...
Strand Select D, Any Form, Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 04/05/2020
Date written: 12/28/2019
Over upon an oasis where the cool wind blew
Bejeweled and as precious as the morning dew
Just as the pale light of the rising sun renew
Emblazoning as the day more beautiful grew
Could then the gods of yore, oh, rise up anew
To set this world right sadly gone askew.
I am a hapless wandering soul
Meandering along out of control
Pausing nowhere for some lofty goal
Eternally seeking my God-given role
Rejoicing for the gift of life as a whole.
Mourning the day I’ll give up this race
Assured, I can finally rest some place
Nigh Lord’s grand design and grace
Eternally holding my soul face to face
Notwithstanding all my shortcomings
Captivatingly idyllic with natural things
Empowered by the divine king of kings.
~Form: Rhyming Acrostic
~Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Magical moonbeams
Sparkling like silver
On an inky sea
I watch them dancing
Captivatingly
Bright mystic moon
Shining each night
Waxes and wanes
Controlling tides
Silver orb
Shines above
constantly
I love
A clear
Night
Contest diminished hexaverse
Sponsored by Charles Messina
1/21/19
The princess’s beading pearls A tempest of diamond swirls Lace traps of widowed girls
I have always dreamt of a day
A day filled with blissful memories
Entrenched in the hallowed walls
Well-knit in my heart of hearts
The day a prince stole my heart
To keep in his cherished heart-vault
I will blow the fanfare with loud trumpets
Tell the timeless tales to my children
On how he chivalrously won my heart
Captivatingly serenading my beauty
What a day glued to my memory
When he swept me off my feet *proposally*
Among cherished friends and loved ones
Who witnessed the grandstand
A real prince indeed
Fulfilling my knight in shining armour tales
The captivating nature of his nectar- sting
Was sanely unrejectable
Love beyond measure is all I crave
The happiness I have always envisaged
Alas I woke from it all
Only to discover it all being a dream
A pigment of my imaginations
Eyes are beautiful
Holding the passion within
Captivatingly
His very name brings about a smile on the lips
Of those who just remember him even casually
He uses his exceptional charm so captivatingly
That has mesmerised human mind everlastingly.
His very life, is a series of events, extraordinary
Would have certainly crushed any man ordinary
But then He is a divine being out of the ordinary
He descends from his abode to uplift the ordinary.
He advises to face the vicissitudes of life boldly
And not get dispirited by events that are prickly
For nothing either good or bad linger constantly
That is the gist of life which he tells so eloquently.
He charms one and all, the challengers including
He invigorates by his uplifting touch, everything
And goads men to act all the time with no idling
For a righteous cause, that demands, upholding.
He is a friend, philosopher and guide to all beings
Who but seek his divine intervention in their lives
He is a companion superlative who cares lovingly
For all, who solicit his intermediation passionately.
Armano, the Auracano, Rock Star
Armano became captivatingly delightful everyday.
Frequently giving hens irresistibly jubilant kisses…laughter.
Musical notoriety’s opulent potential quickly realized stardom.
The ultimate virtuoso, without xerostomia, yodeled zealously.
His morning crow, however, was what won their hearts and affection.
© Name withheld for the contest
February 13, 2010
xerostomia => excessive dryness of the mouth. --> http://phrontistery.info/y.html
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Wildflowers enchantingly appear from once
barren fields consumed by tickling mundane
grass.
Flowers of imperfection...
Mesmerizing, they celebrate freedom...
mastering the art of ballet as the warm wind
peeks through cherry trees while
unassuming purple daisies seductively
smile at the brilliant sun...
sometimes.
White irises uniquely wave to the iridescent
rain, folding and unfolding...at whim... as
a hillside is veiled with raving red impatience,
too restless to wait, too sophisticated to plan...
today...
arousingly haunting, captivatingly moving,
riding both...the day...and...the night...
much like you.
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