Beyond the skyline, I watch an expanse
outside this earthly realm…
torches of balls glitter in seamless motion,
orange streaks rolling in random numbers,
circling ' round their territory
like crystal fibrils wheeling, darting,
perhaps prancing…
Yet in relays, heavenly bodies afar
do not collide with one another
each of them holding an alchemy where
millions are unnamed, undefined, unattained.
Pray tell, of what purpose do they rule
through a mystery, perceived by
human theories, not by an imprimatur
of a Source's universal law?
Prophets say it will take light years
to touch their faces and claim
residence within this galactic space
... but for now, mark it
as a restricted passageway.
Categories:
fibrils, planet, space,
Form: Imagism
Ryegrasses of sun--
fibrils twirling with grandeur
while dawn reflects jade-like hue
Laying on their patch
bright morning weeds remind me--
to honor each day's marvels.
~
3/31/2019
Writing Challenge 6, March 2019 –
6 lines Poetry Contest of Dear Heart~
Categories:
fibrils, appreciation,
Form: Sedoka
As tangy waft careens into my mind
To softly rouse a glittering twilight,
I frolic with the northern breeze, refined
On imprints of an ever- threading night.
And copper-like, my senses mildly clothed
with fibrils tracing ripples on warm flesh;
this zephyr cool guides evensong hollowed
by a mystique startling birds’ tunes, afresh.
Until the trade-wind fades before new morn
oh guardian of air will bid me still;
my breath feeding the hours with time reborn
till dewy waft on skyline claims goodwill.
That I, a child of moon, shall testify
as witness to the gentle billow’s sigh.
My Favourite Forms - Haibun or Sonnet
Contest of Heather Ober
9/17/2015
Categories:
fibrils, uplifting, wind,
Form: Sonnet
A coastline laps with glistening waves
Dotted with light from its shore-bed unseen,
While fragrance of air and gull’s trill filter
Through leafy boughs varnished in shamrock green.
How this breathtaking view warms my senses
Where tinted sands like nuggets of a jade,
Beguile dreamy feet to tap, to tiptoe
On lime stones, pebbles, daintily arrayed.
From fibrils of tides the woven moss rides
That gently, evening drapes the isle with ease
Softer the ripples in patterns that hold
A verdant calm between water and trees
Endowing new March a treasure’s delight
That rails this juncture, bright as emerald…
And I, a lucky charm of this fresh luster
Delight in the gush bearing spring’s reward.
(Get into the spirit and Go Green)
Old/ New Poems Contest, PD Linda
Resubmitted: 3/18/2016
Categories:
fibrils, color, seasons,
Form: Rhyme
When crisp Anemoi swerve in my mind
and gently rouse, oh ‘pon the fair moonlight,
I raise my cheeks to taste the dew, refined
through quivers of the ever- threading night.
And copper-like, my senses, mildly clothed
with fibrils circling traces on warm flesh;
this zephyr cool, guiding south’s haze evoked
by luster held by Euros rain, afresh.
And dusk will print windchimes' echo 'fore dawn
while starlit harbingers will bid me still.
My breath will feed the hours with time reborn
as tender wafts on misty fleet claim goodwill.
That I, a child of air, shall testify
as witness to rare music of billows’ sigh.
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Shadow Hamilton's Gods Of Winds Contest
* Anemoi-- Gods of four directional winds
* Notos--God of south winds ushering summer and rain
12/26/2014
Categories:
fibrils, uplifting, wind,
Form: Sonnet
Across the road wild verbena
Wide open arena display
A field's array phenomena.
Would modena clover bouquet
More buffet my heart's cortina?
No! Verbena made this sweet day
A form called Wreath
xxxxxxxA
(xAxxxx)xB
(xBxxxx)xA
(xAxxxx)xB
(xBxxxx)xA
(xAxxxx)xB
x=unrhymed word
A rhymes with A
B rhymes with B
The internal rhyme can be the second to sixth word in each line.
Definitions:
Verbena is a lavender or light purple blossoming plant that can be wild or hybertized
Phenomena_ something remarable
Modena_crimson
Buffet_beat upon
Cortina_cobbwebby veil consisting of silky fibrils
Categories:
fibrils, emotions, nature,
Form: Rhyme
cocooned
in depression
covered
in fibrils
of time
whimpering
until I am mute
so reduced
I am a fading
chrysalis
my wounds
bleed a cruel tide
rivers of my blood
whisper away
set free
burn out my eyes
I shall fear no death
I cannot know
what I
cannot see
so the wings
of a phoenix
carry me home,
and I rage
against time
Categories:
fibrils, depression, sad,
Form: Free verse
A little pebble-like form finds it's home in the dark cool damp earth, it begins it's
comfortable journey there in the womb of "mother earth". The dark porous soil allows
for air to find this nervous seed. As it finds room room to breathe, the seedling
discovers itself expanding and stringy fibers strangely emerging from within its small
frame. As droplets of daily moisture ease it's way to this unshapely creatures home, its
expansion continues, to the point when only a shell of it's original form remains.
Accustomed to this place which this former seed calls home, it expectantly waits for the
sunlight to bring warmth through its muddy existence. With anxious yet eagerly the little mutant seed receives the light. For now all that remains of it's former shape have
nearly vanished and turned into gnarly looking fibrils!
Categories:
fibrils, naturedark, dark,
Form: Bio
how does the night
seduce me
in his ebony suspension
over and over
how could a child of ivory,
crave serenity
in total darkness
I watch my skin
marshal geese,
a shiver whispers
up my spine
I burnt the cello
rasping strings
till their dark dance,
encouraged a stars birth
and the sky glimmered life
I dismembered a violin
on platinum dunes of dust,
eclipsing the face of Venus
that never failed to turn,
now braided in glass
I am,
the beating drum
that serenades twilight,
the flute that trembles
birds to flight,
lifting the saffron veil,
between this day
the next
I live with this knowing,
I will never be free
cutis anserina move me,
over and under
she rises up
to whisper her secrets
dawn is coming,
as maypoles of ribbon-ed light
play the sunrise melody,
archangels gather
glancing over his
shoulder, teasing to
cavort with lovers
the world over
Don Giovanni
(night)
in his ebony robes
consumes me,
I am torn,
into darkness
as fibrils of light
a breath out of reach
Categories:
fibrils, imagination, passion
Form: Blank verse
Cleaning the green
that lines the mold
making it smoother
and softer to hold
Painting a flower
purple and blue,
shaping the leaves
veins running through
The curve of a stem
started to form
and fibrils of petals
sway to a storm
Painting the glaze
the image fogs fast,
making a vase
in time to be passed
And finally on
the bottom side,
I sign my name
And date the time
Categories:
fibrils, nostalgiatime,
Form: Verse
Pouring into night
heat and cool rest
to blend
A smell
abstruing sense,
wearing of day,
sliding into an envelope
sent to shadow-lands,
I submerge to rest
in jasmine,
glimmered to dream
slung in a hammock,
bedazzled in the fire of illusion,
I lay in wonder of the cross
A lone cicada
trilled,
a twilight anthem settling
to a cadence of love,
drifting and distracted
by darken descendants,
phantoms of Grey
with no light’s knife,
they twix the mix
of palate,
Ocher hues spread,
merging to black
swallowed,upended,
in the soft line
of the horizons dome,
mixing paradise
with the stars
A spruce air seduces taste,
to find,
this voids seduction
is to breath in heaven,
teasing to gasp
in this beauty,
and suckling to taste
in the delectable Grey,
becoming a twin to moon,
I am struck,
as half-light bewitches me
and swings my hammock,
to the milky way,
the southern cross
cradles my head,
and jasmine visions
are overcome,
listing in an untouchable bliss
I lay down,
abed of light
embraced by a universe
of my own making,
dream knitting
fibrils of saffron time
Categories:
fibrils, fantasy, imagination, time
Form: Free verse
The freedom of
illusion
——
Light slivers to
nothing,
looking back
for comfort,
fearful and knowing,
eyes bending
I’m compelled to move,
yet,
With knowledge and
barriers let down
bare to the world,
cringing,
I step forward
Each movement
A searing lesson
in pain and torment,
suffering in the wear,
but still
endured
A rays first
touch
torching cobwebs
shame spun
the second dusted
mistakes layered
each sashay forward
leaping in time
pealing layers
of camouflage,
in daylight
stripped,
of shadows hold,
deluded
in Illusion
——
In that place
shadow at heel,
consuming all,
he waits,
holding fibrils
of identity,
tethering to life
ready to draw me home,
kicking and screaming
Categories:
fibrils, death, life
Form: Free verse
A visage of you
would stop the sky
whilst universe pauses
its honor no lie
Making your way
through perilous life
ripple’s a harmony
poets recite
Mouth of chastity
dabbed with blood
in kisses from you
instant love
fibrils of life
flowing behind
draw from around
space and time
Gathering your cloak
drew deep sighs
all hearts in range
did capsize
Opening your eyes
lighting the stars
touch from your hand
consumes and disarms
Now that you’ve passed
we shudder in breath
at wondering mystery
of life after death
Categories:
fibrils, fantasy
Form: Free verse