Enkindle Poems | Examples

List of Member Poems

Prick Art


Prick streches into a carved shape
Longer than its usual length stick
Readily active to puncture tire
In pleasurable drill of strain
And stress till urge sting 
To enkindle silent click
Of achy healthy goo
Lightly snowing in
Clucking sounds
Repeatedly shh!
Uncontrollably
What a Prick!        
Prick ohh!
Prick!!!...Let loose of heavenly blessings
Jikerewin ji! 
Jikerewin ji! ji! ji!
Stifled heartbeats
Jikerewin ji! ji! ji! ji!
Trumped ji! ji! ji! ji! ji!
Ranging six feet whole
Settling down to the bottom
Of the bottomless pit from afar
Fumed fuse of aid beyond its wears
Off in standstill beckoning the patience 
To rise and to ride on the way back home 
In fun-- a well rounded shape of itself's best 
Regards no mask to shame the staged claim 
At start, it is able, strong, and hailing non-stop
But now, be willing; do not beyond thy strength
See it not a task but a duty taken up by its limit.

Spring Sonnet

The rebirth of our world described in one word: spring;
It’s been forever witnessed by divine source tribes.
Trees blossoming under the Sun’s wing,
It’s new life, dressed in green; everyone subscribes.

Every spring the whole universe is reborn,
New Sun is rising bringing powerful growth;
I feel it in my every cell, more life will be born,
Synchronicity is surrounding us both.

In this new world, winter’s grip loosens its hold;
The equinox urges us to enkindle our inner fire.
New cycles, new rhythms prompts us to shed the old,
Restoring times loomed in form of mystic wire.

Themes of new beginnings bleeding in existence,
New life is scheduled to commence.

Premium Member Autumnal Angst

autumn's palette colours fauna and flora - amber and brown shades spread

golden flames too timid to enkindle - last rose turns rusty from red

tears of mercy bleed from heaven's garden - dewdrops drip on naked thorns

clouds compose in charcoal clumps of miserable gloom - chill in the air

in the silence of mute birds - flock of feathers emigrate - meadows sleep 

moon shivers in lonesome polluted horizons - darkness veils daylight

morning frost shrouds evergreen foliage - icicles and iced cobwebs

inhale arctic zephyrs from blustery breeze - breathe out white bitter breaths

gently nature expires leaving a trail of decay - kingdom of death


Premium Member A True Mentor

How
                                           long will
                                              you
                                             go on
                                           resolving
                                            issues?
                                               To
                                             be a
                                         true mentor,
                                         enkindle the
                                           cognitive
                                           domains
                                               but
                                           tend not
                                          to induce
                                           views of    
                                              your                
                                            own on        
                                             them.






Waltz Wave Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet 
Syllable count: HS
Date: 19-03-2023

Premium Member Manu Pango

The trill under the
morning star
rings out a gusto
and vivacious song.
Oh! Sweet merle your irrepressible melody
defies all that is logic, the chill piercing morning
still only an infant, barely the time
to receive the accolades of sunrise.
Yet here lays the deepest frost
a cold front that sleeps not 
driven upon a tempest, 
from the ice continent 
across the Southern Ocean,
does not discourage
you, your performance
bequeath daily, a spirit
of freedom, played out
to an enkindle audience.
Your act of unique tenderness,
drifts along to all that would listen,
a gift-wrapped sonata, in this,
a night shift world.
Each morning
gently you
succour nature
from her temporal
sleep, akin to the lone
Bugler at his post
your reveille to
each brand-new day.

© Harry J Horsman 2022

Premium Member I Only Wish

Kiss me, cuddle me
arouse me, befuddle me
time albates with seduction
enkindle, caress, slowly undress,
resist all other disruptions.


Premium Member Winter Blizzard

The Spruce trees formed a double sentinel
Along a path that seem to lead to nowhere.
The sky was dark with heavy clouds
As the two lovers trudged along the path,
Towards their meagre and poor abode.

Occasionally they would stop and kiss,
As if they could enkindle some kind of warmth.
Yet the blizzard had no pity on them.
They tried to hurry before rain began,
Still an occasional drop would fall
Wetting their threadbare clothes.

Soon they arrived and just in time
As rain began to pour and mingle with the snow.
Inside was frigid and quickly they changed  
Into warmer clothes.  The man lit up the last few logs 
Whilst she searched for some bread and cheese.
How dejected they felt as the fire crackled
Hoping they’ll get the warmth they needed.

Outside the blizzard roared and still they felt cold.
The sound of wolves were heard and fear Increased.  
They tried to close the windows and doors.
Alas they ignored the fireplace as warmth was no more.
The next day they were found huddled on the sofa.
They needed warmth no more.

Premium Member Endeavor Enhances

Your stinger is known by what you can transform.
Your desire will enkindle how you can perform.
How you tackle a task has an impact on your success.
Even a minor error may result in tremendous progress.

A Special Wish

People die for no good reason
    neither they kill for any good one
Endless animosity we spread through the world
And all we just do are vying for the most precious    gold
Christ's love we just seem to ignore
Extending our interests to only those worldly 
    things we want to explore

Pray, that's what I always do
Enkindle our hearts O God,
  not to be drowned by our bravados 
As I utter this prayer fervently,
  I also wish that peace would come true
Change our hatred to love and let us get through
Endlessly, I hope of this special wish,
  let there be peace.

Stars

They are stars
That shine bright,
To enliven the sky.
They are candles
That enkindle themselves,
To light up other's lives.
©saniyapoetry

Premium Member Welcome 2017

Welcome 2017

     
2016;
 A year of tribulations and blessings    
                   Bring in an end to the tribulations with a new dawn
                        Dawn of a new day, a New Year, and many more to come  
                             With scents of new roses before me with the new sun
                                  Blessings to carry on

         I choose to wear pure white and unwrinkled 
              Leaving the raven shadows behind with no fear
                   Fearing not the welcoming light at the end of the tunnel 

         Tunnel opens;   
               For 
                    I have the warmth of the sun to enkindle
                         Clearing the way  with one step in front of the other  
                              Wave goodbye to the end of 2016 
         Enliven  2017


12/31/2016

Potbelly

Outside, Lucifur the cat curls up under the heat lamp and sleeps 

until you can feel hot bones through fur and skin. She's a heat-

seeking missle, as much as Jennifer is forever flashing too hot. 

But on coldest nights wood is split, fire is lit and we three cozy 

up, chatting and purring around the potbellied wood stove. We  

daren't replace it with an air-tight, since Gramps bequeathed us 

his potbelly just before he died and turned stone cold.

Kindle, enkindle,
Ignite light on winter's night -- 
Add fuel to flame.





Written Nov. 7,2015 by Doug Long, for scott thirtyseven's Haibun Freestyle - Poetry Contest. Copyright (c) 2015 by 2815699 Canada Inc.

Passive Hues

fréolic chocolate-branches form upon

         meadows beyond the tessellated glass
         of my home. Whither upon meadows who's
         
  horizon meets with the fading sunset;
  translating to nights of bright creations

         who fall out of gravity in flames to
         enkindle Nostradamus prophecies.


Osier you hold the key to the roots.
Without you, who is the fruit tree to
appreciate for the reaped blossoms;
                    

                          Oh, Grana Double Tree.
                          Thy poise divides on the
                          Myrtle balance of my
                          lands. Dynamic as the
                          Mediterranean.

Butterflies

Butterflies-Competition

(Mosaic Butterflies)

Behold! Sunny spots sprayed on
Filigreed ebony wings 
Encaged in 
A golden frame.
An artistic delight!
Didst the cruel hands
That caught 
The sacrifical victims's soul
Not get painted 
With Psyche's
Multi coloured hues? 
Thou dainty aery winged breath
I doth know thou flappest
Thy beauteous wings 
Restlessly fluttering  from one 
Radiant bloom to another
Sighing but for the
Sweet nectar of 
Thy amorous Eros.
But hark! Appease thy
Love lorn passion for
Bountiful honey yet
Shut thine eyes to
The beauty of flowers 
They not be thy Amor
Who sleeps in 
The deepest of slumbers
Ignorant of his Psyche
Being wafted into beguiling hands
For mortals to enkindle 
Her peerless beauty
To be mounted on
Mosaic beds for museums.


SIXTH
Balveen Cheema
August 12, 2015

Because Of

Because of 


A connection with life is a breath of survive
Sooner or later destination is wide
Float in the sky or loom for next birth
No demand will be ascertained there 
So to say you will have died.
Miracle is only your shadow which you rear in mind
See how an inanimate engine 
Soars up high in the sky
With a plan, with support of sketched line
Escape with sigh because there is human’s eye. 

A surety of reach, an accuracy of enkindle in search
Sensational within the oval realm an inquisition for survive
An unknown place surrounded by enormous ocean wide
A belief of understanding and humanity with vie. 

Complexity wide wide because you are alien guy
Try mixing everywhere and put demand without shy
Yours need for survive tackle with open air
Ultimately struggle with time and will not be ruled out
A connection with life is a breath of survive.


14/09/2014/

Sub Categories

Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace