***Summer Love***
Summer’s pulse - hopelessly romantic heartbeat -
Opens wide winter’s barren lifeless places
Aroused in solstice fields of bare petals sweet -
Unlocked naked delight spread open, effaces.
I sink into the warm depths of your passion
Going down in moonlit ecstasy complete
Mounting in hot breaths undulating fashion
Hands gently stroke trebling veins of inflamed heat.
Disappear in depthless summer’s velvet sky
Joined in one breath beneath the swelling stars
Long past midsummer’s heat intensified
Lost in one flashing surge of shooting stars afar
Summer love mellows into fall’s throbbing caress -
Harvest summer’s fruitful ardor tenderness.
"Trebling" = triple or the highest part of the vocal range
5/18/21
Contest: Summer Love Sonnet
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Categories:
effaces, love, summer,
Form: Sonnet
On Christmas Day the meal sings,
The music lies wide open to call,
Sparks fly out from the fire place,
And Santa is here, present for all.
Too much is not enough or false,
The binge effaces the nativity,
Combine bacon with sausage tall,
Add cranberry to bread - clarity.
Up at 6.30am is not too early,
The holiday flies summer as twin,
Grins of greeting gesture the red,
With gifts appropriate to hotly fin.
Believing in happiness upon burl,
Exchanges stick through the year,
And what you’ve done is told,
As the heads round off in cheer.
Then outside the greenery greets,
As contrasted with snow or pave,
You say goodbye to the pleats,
By waving, already the inner flave.
Whether you want to know, story,
About religion, or not - is up to you:
Flick channels on the tele ancient,
Offering hymns or Santa Clause 2.
Dominique Webb
Categories:
effaces, appreciation, christmas, gender,
Form: Rhyme
A weary traveler wandering in wasteland, I was adrift
on futile journey to nowhere destined to end forlorn,
along the contours of convoluted life in winter night,
when all the promises my dreams made were broken.
On the wings of southern zephyr you fluttered in my sky,
storm clouds of despair drifted away in depth of horizon,
where from chasm the rising sun lifted up my sunk soul,
sprayed shimmers of promising dawn on my jaded mind.
To the splendor of the sunburst horizon I will travel now,
traverse the retrieved landscape of life on garden path.
The latticed trail of joyous butterfly swarm I will follow,
when the sun will ascend with the promise of a new day.
I will rise like a bird from the debris of the shattered heart,
soar on ethereal air of yearning in your fervent firmament.
Before the dust of the twilight hour effaces my fading time,
I will fly back to your nest for the final rest, that’s the promise.
May 31, 2020
Contest : The Promise
Sponsor : Silent One
Categories:
effaces, flying, imagery, journey, life,
Form: Free verse
I don’t wanna remember the blues
I feel when your heels trample
My feelings, my dealings as clues
Emerge our relationship no longer serves as an exquisite example.
I don’t wanna think of the memories
Encapsulated in sadness so deep
It effaces bliss trajectories
You and I so hard strive to keep.
I don’t wanna revisit restive remembrances
Ensconced in crevices of disillusion
That bathe my heart and psyche’s entrances
I end up crying tears I pour in confusion.
I don’t wanna recycle traces of truth
So painful they tear me to pieces
Although a vista shines through the faith
That sneaks into panoramas of chock chalices.
Categories:
effaces, poems,
Form: Free verse
Past the years of innocence
Moreover the renaissance
Gazing to familiar faces
Familiarizing myself as it effaces
Now, I have been here four days
I can say it's all worth the pay
Was taken aback by few changes
Doesn't matter as long as nothing hinges
Priceless happiness, I can say
Undoubtedly, No one can take
Obviously, I want to stay more
However, I can't as before..
Few months I have been away
Unexpected events make each way
Defying the odds on quay
All the best, I want to lay
By: olive_eloi
2:22pm
12/12/2013
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Categories:
effaces, care, happy, how i
Form: Imagism
Look! They resemble Rose buds in spring;
Though hearts run,souls are withering
Demented heads rest on skinny hands;
What dilemmas pinch little panicky minds.
Bring moments back how moms care;
Gruesome memories of explosions in air;
Charred corpse ,decaying stinky offals;
Here,eyewitnesses live for such scuffles.
Sudden fearful shrills in deep sleeps;
In memory of chums,silent weeps;
Little angles! you lodge in orphanage
Do not lose the tomorrow's courage;
WAR is a CURSE that effaces a race
Who lost all your childhood's grace!
By Swarnapali Liyanage
15/07/2011
Categories:
effaces, inspirational,
Form: Sonnet