Discernible Poems | Examples

Master Creator

I love the way your tears
Meander through the secret seams
Etched by time upon my face.

I love the way your sundry eyes
Light up 
When my world turns dark.

I treasure your novel designs,
Masterfully brushed against a sun-kissed sky.

I relish in the cool, tender cradle
Of heaven’s clouds upon the earth,
Where I rest in an angel’s quiet embrace.

I love your steadfast stability,
Your unwavering consistency,
And the dazzling diversity
That breathes life anew.

I reverence your constancy amid ceaseless change.

Your love -
Inscribed in the fabric of time -

Visible to the world each day,
Yet discernible only in the silent
Whispers of its most sacred moments.

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205 Je chilo amar swapanachareenee - Tagoreweb

205. She was my dreamer weave, roaming grace in my dreamland
                      Unbridled a mystic riddle, puzzling befuddling kind
                                Days are gone by to seek , to beseech, they were
A tide met the will, and we met as wills met beyond verses, unsay-able
To garnish the scar, borrowing Scarborough next to Tucson
Then they foretold they all, the roll the call, all became a clear water in assimilation


Unsung, they sang my song
Unlearned they preached my heart song, in near and far intertwining chime
An invaluable hymn alone, sings there in a croon, nursing clues in my gone a noon, nap time
Eternally the stanza is returning back to the first my soul sings to overcome skeptic a critic
Only you dwell there to hue the twilight clouds, discernible.

Conceal this

Conceal this

trespassing against me well that’s on you.
getting caught up makes me a fool.
leave it alone because what’s the use.
when another will come to.
getting mad cause we don’t stick like glue.
the issue i’m trying to pursue.
it’s nothing personal
just a phase and i need to be discernible.
i’m certain that i get what i give returnable.
So it should be no hard feelings.
i just need to conceal this.
i’m able and willing.




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Melursus Ursinus

Brown, terrifying, evoking horror.
It sleeps for winter: windless plus serene.
Eminently powerful explorer,
Now juddered in its reflective routine.

Winter’s wild violence ends—spring does chime;
ferocity dwindles, some circumvent.
The cold soldier concludes its trimonth prime.
From it, the brown furry does supplement  .

It’s Melursus Ursinus, so you see.
Spring is discernible in this fixture,
Yet the evil monster lurks, winter’s free.
Flowers plus evil combined in mixture:

Virtue with vile, well known rugged tension
Good mixed with evil, whole there’s to mention

Sand

Sand
Miracle Man
3/18/2024

Sand appears to hotfoot through an hourglass,
unrelentingly depleting our precious time.
Without discernible deviation and no impasse,
plays no favorites betwixt aged and prime.



Life is not a “brief candle.” it is a splendid
torch that I want to make burn d torch as brightly
 as possible before handing it on to future generations. 
“Bernard Shaw”

Road signs

I wish that life will provide me with road signs
straight and clear, no abrupt detours, no hairpin curves,
the end so discernible when struck by a lance of sunlight
I can set my mind on cruise control with ease.

But the path to old age is obdurate and unbending,
disillusions and regrets are poised as vultures on a limb.
To liberate myself from dark dreams is simply to wake up,
find I was not dreaming at all but caught in harsh reality.

A real life has its ragged edge, as the sea has many surfaces,
a glint of sunlight on crested waves assures me
I can flourish on a cold  and chilling route of trials
find a second wind in the face of adversity.


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UMBRELLA OF KINDNESS

It stands to reason…although we like to think most days are good…
that some days will be bad.
Which means there’s a good chance someone we know
or some strangers we may meet are probably feeling sad.

Some people may be lonely…some depressed…
while other’s hearts are broken.
Some people’s pain is discernible…while other’s is hidden and unspoken.

To those whose pain is palpable…we offer the kindness of a smile…
a touch
a hug
we take the time to sit with them a while.

We want them to know…through their pain…they have someone to rely on
someone with arms that will support them…and shoulders they can cry on.

To those out there in pain…whose pain we cannot see
(Which, to be safe, is everyone else!)
we should be as kind as we can be.

Just like an umbrella is opened to shelter us from the rain
an umbrella of kindness might not stop it…
but it can help to ease the pain.

A small umbrella of kindness can help those in pain understand:
their sadness
their loneliness
their anguish and despair…
this heavy burden they are carrying 
becomes a little lighter when it’s shared.

Beyond Wonderland - Kuhlmann Sonnet

Spaceward: genesis, obedience, fathomless: universe.
In Cerulean: lambent, sullen, discernible: Close ignite.
With harmony: hypaethral, skyward, aether: womb hiccups 
Whelm time: serenade, stardust, drizzles: diamond dust,
Overall trends: extinguish, slumber, wonder: celestial hymn,
By extolling: Argyle, twinkle, soothing:  miraculous rule

Alabaster Gypsum: portholes, peering, ogling: rain glints
Rubicund Jocund: ventral, sheqalim, vivid: lured stars 
Exalt air: Blistering, bleeding, molting: Corolla collide
Orotund Moire: Kaleidoscopic, sentient, dusk: carnal life 
Grab fistful: Dripping, purple, precipitation: Sunburnt sky
Dodging Venus: Flytrap, ill-wishers, pyramids: Shift astern.


This variation on sonnet XL1 to illustrate what Kuhlmann intended .
kuhlmann  is a verse poem of two phrases interspered with three related monosyllabic stem- words(nouns,adjectives )with an integral title.The label and form is derived from the baroque poet Quirinus Kuhlmann's 50 sonnet 
form Love-kiss XLI

Poem inspired by the sonnet penned by Brian Stand

Exotique

EXOTIQUE
romantic liasons
in
an
emotional life
pf
beating heart
& eyes
with tears

breatless
then melancholy
a discernible
thread
in a
fascinating fantasy
surrounded
& adorned
with a
sense
of the
dramatic

a faltering
freedom
vibrant
yet eccentric
&histronic
disolved
into
the naturalistic
&
transformed
to
a prosaic
identity

The Government Department of Love

In the bed, under cover
Where surveillance cameras live and breathe 
Where biologics lose their way, their cause
As locomotives thrust through the tunnels
Of love, of trust, of lust once favored by the lost
In the room once cherished as exclusive
Occupied by so many members of the state
Undermined by sheets as white as snow, as ghostly as they go
Untarnished in the light of privacy called night

Satisfied by pillow talk, so soft, that’s all
Until the film develops a sense of humor
Splashed pictures printed as Headline news on paper
Blasts out the evidence of one person seen with another
Discernible only to those who dare to be amused
And those who dare to look away must be depraved
According to the state

Arrays

ARRAYS
 beginning 
to
cover
  in
arrays
of parallel

unseen energy
 flowing
 vivid
living
a presence



 the weave
 of
experimentation
 textured
vertical 
&horizontal
beauty assimilated
 in
dignity
&monumental

yet
 solitary
 concentration

 discernible
  &delineated
shadows
 assured
&
   luminous

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand

Cotton Ball Cloud

A cotton ball cloud drifting overhead
Suddenly becomes a miniature poodle,
Then dancing slowly, like a newlywed
Becomes a pompom for Yankee Doodle.

Disappearing like an aloof desert mirage
In an updraft completely unexpecting
Silently pours upward in a sudden barrage
Invisible danger in nature unsuspecting.

Vanishing, as we say, into cold thin air.
No longer discernible to our naked eyes
Who goes where high-flying clouds dare 
When they choose to blithely vaporize.

From whence they come, what shape
They show us for our imaginary games
We who marvel at them, mouths agape
We seldom even know their real names. 

Written May 31, 2021

The Balcony

An overhang might be a mystical spot,
where shattered hearts can be recuperated,
Hidden trusts are given fresh life,
The shouts of torment are discernible,
The sky is seen through a brought-down look,
The eyes clear away their auld tears,
furthermore, spirits are covered in obscurity,
welcome the beams of trust.

Lone Folkie

There is a squat/stout duffer in a windbreaker and a Mets cap on the outskirts of the park
playing a rickety 5 string and hoot'in and holler'in.

I have no idea what he is singing. 
There is no discernible melody. 
Every now and then he stops/ freezes/ puts his forefinger in the air
to take some sort of measure
before plunging back into his flailing guitar. 
After another stuttering burst he will stop/
then let loose with an elongated cry to the sky/ 
punk operatic/ style

nobody seems to stop/and listen/he does not have a container for contributions and probably would not get much trade/
he is playing/for his own/self/and that is / enough 
It's/utterly senseless/ wholly out of key. 
Beyond the realm of anything/
resembling cohesive musicality
/rambunctiously obtuse

yet imbued with an innocence that casts proficient excellence into a pallid light. 

His songs/ performance/ like life/ a messy and inconclusive/ thing/

You can have/ your polished practice and Carnegie aspirations/
and make of that an evening/ with class
 
but I like the way this codger lets her rip/ 

this ragged chanteur/
airs it out/ no class/ no talent/ but lotsa / style

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