Is the feather touch of a fast flying bird eternal?
Does a tinge of tap of a butterfly turn love-journal?
Feelings fluttering like passersby do not come to stay,
Feel it with a pinch of salt and walk away, anyway...!
Though the gentle breeze of the seashore has warmth much to give,
Does it, like a constant companion, come with you to live?
My sentiments are often like my tea cup and my lip,
They have iffy brushing and pressing only when I sip...!
Passion and compassion has abruptly drawn out restraints,
Can't I, when you occupy my private space, have complaints?
If you, in the name of love enter in heart and break it,
Do you think, for your skin deep love I will myself submit...?
Love is love, finally. There is no alternative truth,
Should I, for the sake of your lies trust all that is uncouth?
Bye, bye, my deceiver and dissembler, my hypocrite!
Let us, like the train-tracks , move forward, though not split or slit...!!!
15 June 2023
What's Love Got to Do with It - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Anderson
Categories:
fast flying, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
DEEP DOLOR
Sudden debut of whirling gust
Garden got covered with dense dust.
Burden of bygone days still lasts.
Clouds almost ready to burst.
Loud thunderbolts boldly blast.
Proud memories pricked from past.
Fast flying birds flew far leaving sky.
Last phase of mine tending to sigh.
Past grievances sad to say ‘Why?’
Terrible turmoil on thrust.
Horrible heavy rains to start.
Plausible claim from deprived heart.
Me just helpless passing through plight.
She is far away, out of sight.
Plea in vain to reach her this night.
Tears in ceaseless showers to pour.
Piercing heart sonorous storms roar.
Steers in despondence, deep Dolor.
08/22/22
Three rhyming lines in each stanza.
Also first words in each line to rhyme.
Categories:
fast flying, depression, heartbroken,
Form: Rhyme
I can imagine a great many things
polka dot pandas with gigantic wings
a world without war, a day without death
even the moment I take my last breath
Fabulous planets of purple and pink
a moment of peace where I don't have to think
soaring through skies in fast flying cars
that take you way up to the most distant stars
Being a king in a castle so grand
high on a hill overlooking the land
stretching as far as the eye can see
yes, that is the sort of life for me
Vanquishing dragons, defying the odds
placing myself above the gods
limitless power and riches galore
and I can imagine so much more
Being a handsome prince on my horse
rescuing maidens from danger, of course
never to die or even grow old
at least, that's the ending I've always been told
Crystalline rivers with water so sweet
never an evil person to meet
orange and violet trees so high
the tops disappear into the sky
Yes I can envision so very much
magical singing flowers and such
just about anything my mind can see
but I cannot imagine you loving me
Categories:
fast flying, desire, fantasy, heartbreak, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
Dragons, Dragonflies and Huffle-winks--
a mythical monster like a giant reptile
This fire breathing dragon spitting out fire
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
The swamp waters pales stinks
Doomsday, Ragnarok, end of times
Chaos or evil, symbol of fertility climbs
Associated with water and the heavens
Big wings fire breathe levels
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
Dragons fly lizard giant or insect
And in the stench fog covered waters birth
Long before the dinosaurs walked the Earth
A fast-flying long-bodied predator thinks
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
Dragonflies not the lizard cry
Fitters by the waters-lake and dragons eye
Insect double winged helicopter found
Hoovering flying low to ground
Huffle-winks lizard drinks insect blinks
Big eyed bug flies lives in the water sinks
Ancient insects long before the dinosaurs walked the Earth
Oh my,
My, oh my!! blowing fire and smoke out the mouth
Blow the winds of fire from your abdomen Huffle-winks
Majestic insect fire-breathing lizard dragon
5/20/18
Copyright © 2018
Dragons, Dragonflies, and Huffle-winks Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
Categories:
fast flying, animal, anxiety, fantasy, insect,
Form: Rhyme
Have you ever seen a fairy fly by?
Perhaps you have and didn't know you did.
You thought she was a pretty butterfly,
Or even a fast flying humming bird.
But if it does happen that you see one,
You must not take the time to even blink,
For the fairy though she's very tiny,
Is faster than a nectar seeking bee.
If you think eyes have deceived you, listen,
You might just hear the tinkle of her bell.
Few of us have ever seen a fairy.
Friends may state that you saw not what you saw.
Knowing you've been honored by her visit,
You hold her tight within your memory.
Sometime in your leisure you'll remember
It was a thrill to see her that May day.
Written: 5/19/16
Categories:
fast flying, fairy,
Form: Blank verse
Dancing like a Queen; facing life
like a king; taking beatings,
challenges, obstacles; But
dancing like a Queen. Living in a
dream so fast; flying like leaf
leaving your past; dancing like
Queen; looking straight foward;
looking beyond the struggles
and failures; carrying your cross
like a trusted soldier;
overcoming battles leaving
legacies; but dancing like
Queen. Like a giraffee your
head held so high; walking
through dark paths, searching in
tall bushes; taking every chance
of hapiness; but dancing like
queen. Mountains so high you
climb; taking over your world,
your ways paved; dreams
fulfilled, goals achieved;
enjoying life in the young nation
and dancing like a Queen.
Crowned with grace, honoured
with praise; living in Christ and
forever dancing like a Queen.
Categories:
fast flying, happy
Form: Bio
The joy of finding something whole is truly quite fulfilling,
But when your socks are full of holes it really is quite chilling.
I'd like to tell you what I found! I'm sure you are aware!
Forty socks in my drawer and not one of them a pair!
I'm looking for my shoes, I left them on the mat,
Only a couple of feet from my coat and hat.
I dozed off for a moment, on awakening they had gone:
I wondered if they'd wandered far, or who had put them on?
My glasses have a habit of playing dirty tricks!
They vanished in the garden while on a pile of bricks.
They've turned up in a taxi and were discovered on a train;
But how do I get them back, from that very fast flying plane?
Categories:
fast flying, confusion, funny, imagination,
Form: Verse