I knew you would come back
because you were always there.
My mind begins to wonder;
seeing you made me stare.
The beauty you have is
a display edition; it needs no light.
It illuminates the room
with perfection in the darkest of night.
It strikes the chord for deep love,
sending out perfect harmony.
The beauty you have shown me
made me accept my insecurities.
When I reach back at the memory
of when our love was great,
it makes me thankful for the moment
when I held your warm embrace.
yellow moon rising
giving stars their ovation
in darkest of night
In rugged hills and snow-capped peaks so steep,
You climb with courage, your spirit does keep.
You stand firm, never faltering or weak,
Holding ground, with a victory sign unique.
A brave encounter with nature's wild might,
Unshaken by enemies' bullets in sight.
Your border vigil shines like a beacon bright,
Hope and light in the darkest of night.
Death looms over , but you remain bold,
Love for the nation unflinching makes your spirit unfold.
You conquer fear, your valor untold,
A real hero, with a story to be told.
Far from loved ones, yet steadfast and true,
Ensuring peaceful sleep, for all anew.
Heads bow down to you in reverence and honor high,
Your sacrifice priceless, a treasured sigh.
Long live the brave hearts of this noble land,
Forever in our hearts, your memory stands grand.
Illuminations in the distant land
reveal the delicate desert rose
as she twinkles to show her worth.
And warmer days of yesteryear
blow balmy breezes speaking
love through nature's sounds
of buzzing bees and hummingbird wings,
while a melody of wooden pan flutes
with the tiniest tinkling of chimes
loft into the tepid Fall air to bask
in an array of colors amongst
the backdrop of an Arizona sunset.
Intermittent values of
magenta, violet, and indigo
paint the vast sky but only
when the moonbeam's dream
that the darkest of night will shine.
Then dawn breaks and a thin veneer
of tiny water droplets on blue juniper berries
glisten and dance while the stars tumbling
to Mother Earth distribute multifaceted
fragments reflective in a desert dream.
Author Dana Redricks
August 18, 2024
In the tapestry of time, your life is a thread,
Woven with purpose, where angels have tread.
Through trials and storm, through shadows and grace, your journey's unique, no one can replace it.
Someone is watching, inspired by your light, you've brought them hope in the darkest of night. A gentle smile, a word so kind, you've touched their soul, their heart aligned.
In the vast scheme, you hold a space, this world is brighter with your embrace. When doubt creeps in, as it sometimes will, remember your impact, quiet yet still.
For every heart you’ve helped to mend, you are a beacon, a true friend. God placed you here with wisdom and love, A purpose whispered from above. He has placed you here in this season and for a reason.
When life's weight begins to press, recall your courage, your endless yes. You matter deeply, here and now, in this season, fulfill your vow.
In your delicate frame, a myriad of tales unfold,
Like a book of poetry, each chapter a story untold.
Your eyes, the windows to a soul deep and true,
Reveal the essence of a love that forever grew.
Your smile, a verse of joy and serene delight,
Guides me through the darkest of night.
Each curve and line, a stanza of grace and art,
A masterpiece that eternally warms my heart.
From your fingertips to your toes, a rhythmic dance,
A symphony of love, of passion, of romance.
Your body, a sonnet that I long to read,
A treasure trove of secrets and every hidden deed.
So let me linger on each page, each line, each space,
Immersed in the beauty of your form, your face.
For in you, my love, I've found my treasure trove,
A book of poetry, a masterpiece of love.
It's okay Inna, I'll be a soft place where you can fall," he said,
In the midst of chaos, a soothing flow, his words spread.
When tears stream down like raindrops in the night,
"It's okay Inna, I'll be a soft place where you can fall," he said,
His gentle voice a beacon of light.
In moments of doubt, when fears arise,
"It's okay Inna, I'll be a soft place where you can fall," he said,
With him by your side, no need for disguise,
His love, an anchor, in life's tumultuous thrall.
So rest your weary soul upon his care,
"It's okay Inna, I'll be a soft place where you can fall," he said,
In his embrace, solace rare,
Through the darkest of night, his promise shall tread.
By: Innantia Magcanya
In the midst of the storm, when the world's cold and gray,
Her beacon of light brightens my day.
A friendship of kindness she shares every way,
Her heartbeat of joy reflects our sun’s rays.
A melody's silence, a calm in the storm,
Her comforting presence, energetic & warm.
In the darkest of night, she's my guiding star,
I get lost in her thoughts as light shines from afar.
Her smile, lit sunshine, as my solace remains,
A joy that stays hopeful as kindness attained.
I hope you’re aware as my eyes gaze through your stare,
Your precious reflection is unrequitedly rare.
Through the highs and the lows, the joy and the pain,
She's joy made from sunshine after each rain.
With a friendship so pure & free from life’s strain,
I pray she remains my gifted friend, Laine.
Your rainbow sky lights above colorful rain,
The strength that sustains when all efforts wane.
With a bond oh so rare & a complexion of care,
Her precious friendship is beautifully rare.
So here's to Laine, a friend I hold dear,
A bond unbroken year after year.
May our friendship endure through thunder & pain,
Pulsating in sunshine , forever unchained.
In the circle of laughter, I stand alone,
In the midst of friends, I've never known,
Their voices like music, a distant song,
But I'm lost in the crowd, where I don't belong.
We share our secrets, our hopes, our fears,
But my words get lost in the sea of cheers,
I smile on the outside, but inside, I weep,
For in this girlhood journey, I'm swimming so deep.
I watch their bonds, so tight and strong,
Wishing I could fit where I truly belong,
But something inside me keeps me apart,
A loneliness gripping my tender heart.
I yearn for a friend who'll understand,
The girl beneath this mask, the one so grand,
Who's struggling to find her place in this space,
To belong, to connect, to truly embrace.
But I won't give up, I'll keep the fight,
I'll shine my own star in the darkest of night,
For amidst these feelings of being alone,
I'll discover my strength, I'll find my own throne.
In the pages of girlhood, my story will unfold,
With courage and grace, I'll be strong and bold,
And one day, my friend, we'll both realize,
That in feeling alone, we grew and we rise.
From inside I was dead and lost in the dark,
When I helped a little soul I felt up a spark,
I know I cannot change the whole world,
So I built a beautiful park.
In the darkest of night,
I know I cannot be the moonlight
So I hold a torch,
Try to be someone's guiding light.
In a world where history is written in books,
I try to write it in people's hearts and looks,
I know I cannot change the whole world,
So I try to change someone's small world.
So spread roses everywhere,
Kill the source of their despair,
You cannot be a superhero,
But you can be a superhero.
A black cat with eyes so bright,
Crept through the shadows of the night,
With a purr so soft and a heart so pure,
It set out to save a life for sure.
Through the streets, it did roam,
Guided by an instinctive home,
Towards a house where danger did lurk,
And a life was about to go berserk.
The cat did leap and the cat did claw,
Fighting off danger with tooth and claw,
Its courage shone like a beacon of light,
As it saved the life in the darkest of night.
And when the danger had passed,
The cat slipped away, so sly and fast,
But in the heart of the one it had saved,
Its heroism would never be forgotten, engraved.
Once there were two souls,
Who loved each other, their love was a boon,
She was devout, with a heart pure and true,
Establishing her prayers, five times a day, though.
But he, a hypocrite, his love was a lie,
Their love was tested, as time went by,
Misunderstandings arose, and they parted ways,
Leaving her heart broken, in a daze.
But time passed, and his heart changed,
Attracted to Allah, his spirit was rearranged,
She with enthusiasm, tried to reach out to him,
But he refused, for it was not within.
He blessed her with prayers, and gratitude,
For she was the one who changed his attitude,
He thanked her for showing him the way,
To connect with Allah, and to pray.
With a heart full of grace and a soul full of light,
She shone like a beacon in the darkest of night.
Her devotion to Allah, a guiding star,
A shining example of who we should all be, thus far
Ocean turmoil waves thrash with pure fury
Remote stalwart lighthouse on bed of rock
Shaft of light warning ship sails securely
Wild elements bombard around the clock.
On the darkest of night when all is drear
No stars to be seen and bright moon obscured
Mariners stand watch resolute no fear
Brilliant light cleaves darkness all reassured.
Sailor's life remote sailing seven seas
Isolated, lonely yet they endure
In midst of fierce storm, feelings of unease
Midnight watch on duty safety secured.
Dark desolation yet the ship sails on
Mariners singing they're not woebegone
'R' Words
Poetry Contest
Chosen Word: Remote
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by:
Constance La France
04/04/2023
Pixabay Image; Darksouls1
My poems are all young me.
Poems long ago written.
Time has changed the way I see.
But in words I'm still smitten.
I help those that were me.
Help them to grow.
Blossom, cause from the darkness comes light.
Have to know.
What seed to sow.
How to understand. Their fright.
How to make it right.
Thank you for your compassion .....
It needs to become a fashion
I run a group for this .
I help them understand their pain.
Can't give them bliss,
Just ease the stain
Not a gift,,,
But I use it to give others a lift.
I know I'm crazy.
Maybe lazy
I feel such peace and I hope to share
It helps letting others know
That someone does care
That knowledge helps them to grow
The darkest of night
To find your way
Needs only a little light
It's all in what you say
Turns darkness into day
Wide awake at my window
during the darkest of night.
I noticed perfectly aligned stars
they seemed like clusters
of impossible beauty.
Encouraging fragrant white blooms
of midnight flowers, and their
intoxicating bouquet.
Fragrance of summer at its zenith.
Wonderful to simply enjoy
this singular moment.
My hypnotized senses linger
until dawn breaks.
Steeped in beguilement,
I watch starlight fade into the void.
Night perfume dissolves all too soon.
Pixabay image by Aquamarine_Song
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