That is the path I've chosen,
covered with soft blades of grass
hedged with variegated hostas,
and moonlight filtering
through hanging willow trees.
The winding path tilts slightly uphill,
towards a wooden pergola
that glimmers in the darkness,
a temple built in paradise
for my lovely Marguerite.
I have planned my life's purpose,
I know so clearly the urge to live,
my priceless gift from Cupid
cleansing the humdrum of this life.
The nightingale enlivens the silence,
full moon oozes limpid serenity,
the glow worms twinkle lovingly
like a myriad of faraway stars.
A lonely breeze caresses my face
but cannot quench the thirst
nor quell the boiling of my blood
nor the hunger I feel for her.
I gaze upon her lovely face
Chiaroscuro in the moonbeams
A painting mightier than any Madonna
that emanated from Fra Filippo Lippi
Or an intimate impression by Renoir.
Yet like these famous portraits of old
Our love forever will survive.
Categories:
fra, love,
Form: Free verse
Fra Baccio Bartolomeo
left many altar pieces on show
people having double chins& chubby cheeks
the self-satisfied look he did seek*
*https://www.wikiart.org/en/bartolomeo-veneto
Categories:
fra, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
HAIKU
with clear pearls of dew
trembling steam beam from the sun -
silver-plated bed
***
In Norwegian
med klare duggperler
skjelvende dampstråle fra solen -
en sølvbelagt seng
11/01/2022
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
fra, beauty, nature,
Form: Haiku
Fra Angelico Sermon on the Mount
Jesus and his tight knit group
the pristine sculptured scene
breathtaking and serene
a halo light surrounds the head
of keen ears leaning in
it’s as if the disciples have died
and gone to heaven to relive
this ultimate speech
robe’d in blue, red and pinks
yet there’s a disparity, a blot
Judas’ halo is black
he’s nothing more
than a crescent moon
to be blown off the mountain peak
be the absentee scourge
remembered no more
floored
to the basement of hell
O that each one a saint
bereft of sins’ chains
the silver in his grip
a shark in their midst
shamed, shamed
by the Lord in chains
who’d die for him
a lame duck
who’d not embrace
the words of God’s lips
as if they were life itself
2/4/2021
Categories:
fra, art, christian,
Form: Ekphrasis
Forfaldne hav
En gang
fra havet
kom til mig en dråbe forsigtigt
suk:
- Jeg elsker dig lang tid.
Jeg gjorde kun en omfattende gåtur
at se på dig
fordi jeg ikke kunne dø
uden at kigge på dig en gang før,
med min frygt for at miste dig senere.
"Nu møder vi og ser,
vi er ikke så adskilte,
se på den enorme krumning,
Samholdet af alt så perfekt!
Hvad angår mig og dig,
det uimodståelige hav adskiller os
tager os lidt tid væk,
selvom det ikke altid kan afvige os:
vær ikke utålmodig - en kort plads
og vær sikker på at jeg hilser luften,
jorden og havet,
hver dag ved solnedgang
for din elskede årsag, min kærlighed.
Categories:
fra, business,
Form: Free verse
In English
(Acrostic)
Maya ~ make my day positive, I can not imagine a day without her
Absolutely my very best friend ~ from morning to evening
You're loved ~ you're strong when I'm weak
Amazing ~ you might not see it ... but I do
In Norwegian
(Verse)
Maya ~ du gjør min dag positiv, jeg kan ikke tenke meg en dag uten henne
Absolutt min beste venn ~ fra morgen til kveld
Du er elsket ~ du er sterk når jeg føler meg svak
Fantastisk ~ kanskje ikke du kan se det ... men det kan jeg
18.03.2018
Sun :) A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
fra, best friend,
Form: Acrostic
when heart is broken
and wings can no longer fly
what does the fox say?
world turned to chaos
gays and lesbians were arise
what does the fox say?
terminator came
Obama provides healthcare
what does the fox say?
cold evening and gleam
two souls meet and turned off light
what does the fox say
Fra-ka-ka-ka-kaw!
Let us give them time to work it
Hush! they need to mate.
Note//: I dedicate the sound that fox used to create when they mate;
"fra-kaka-kaka-kow!!!" to PS' loveliest poet, SKAT.
** 1st Place Winner**
Categories:
fra, black african american, dedication,
Form: Haiku
a sestet
If I didn't know what I know about truth
I'd give a wink, join the ranks of the uncouth.
Logical conclusion when dealing with guile:
Half-truths are just exaggeration's test
hyperbole - inaccuracy at best.
Little white lies? spout off, and smile.
"Thus yellow does for white (behind your back),
when what you put for yellow's, simply black."
to quote Fra Lippo Lippi's epigram
In conversation with someone who lies;
one-up-put-downmanship is not so wise.
Pretending to lie is just one more sham.
September 1, 2012
Author's Notes:
Fra Lippo Lippi is a poem by Robert Browning
Categories:
fra, 11th grade, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
Little bird in my yard
he sprang, with out guard.
His foot is mending
his wings now bending.
Flying up and away
his little feet still fra.
He spent three days
in my garage.
His little life
almost a marage.
Yet now he flys
up toward bright blue skies.
Oh my what do I see,
clearing my eyes.
Here he comes
right back towards me.
Linda Terrell
November 11, 2009
Categories:
fra, love, nature
Form: Rhyme
Poesia per Magee
Poem to Magee- Italian
C'è stato
un momento
un incredibile istante
quando ho ardito attraversare
la linea invisibile
eretta con tanta cura
fra di noi
per proteggere
i nostri soffici
muti segreti
come potevo sapere
che non sarebbe esistita
un'altra te
eppure
con un solo battito del cuore
privo di ragione
privo di freno
attraversandola sono entrato nel tuo mondo
e ti ho scoperta
il mio primo vero amore
nella mia stretta
e nella mia
vita
come potevo sapere
che non sarebbe esistita
un'altra te
irish
Categories:
fra, love
Form: Free verse