May I Hold Your Hands
David J Walker
May I hold your hands
Your soft and smooth skin
Soothed my brow and
helped me breathe again
We were so young
And free back then
May I hold your hands
As we walk the paths of life
As man and loving wife
And laugh through daily strife
Then kneel to pray with hands in hands
And talk in coded words
That only we could understand
May I hold your hands
As chirping children claim
Our time for their demands
And grow like trees
In search of clouds
That fit their lofty plans
And mark the passing days
A lifetime spans
May I hold your hands
As the ages change the pages
Of our mortal plans
And clocks sound off the chimes
In fulgor times
That our horizon scans
As we alter all the dreams
That were once our plans
And face the fading twilight
Walking hands in hands
Categories:
fulgor, age,
Form: Rhyme
Costume
No fulgor
do domingo,
finda a visita
e o merecido
descanso,
agora,
Dona Dalva,
para a vida
abre o atalho.
Ela volta à cidade,
para bondade semear,
para com seus atos,
a vida de toda
a gente, melhorar.
Esperamos, Dona Dalva
Bem vinda.
Categories:
fulgor, business,
Form: Free verse
A billion blazing Suns that shine for me,
One heart beats within their symphony…
My eyes expand to the morning glimmer,
For sorrows fade a decrescending dimmer…
Splendour is their shine of Eternal Elysium,
Fulgor fusion fires of hydrogen into helium…
Luminosity lusters of a beacon brilliant birth,
Scintillating sunbeams surfacing on the Earth…
Nucleosynthesis nears the atmospheric aurora,
Photosynthesis prances with the frolicking flora…
Gravitational graves within the blink of an eye,
Stellar Suns are reborn as they surely die…
I’m sunbathing nude as the soft sands seduce,
I wait the nebular night as the Stars transduce.
March.15.2020
A Star's Heartbeat
Sponsored by:
Chantelle Anne Cooke
Placed 4'th...Thank You
Categories:
fulgor, space, star, sunshine,
Form: Sonnet
De las auroras se integra la flor;
Semblantes pretextos clarecen,
Gradaciones progresivas acontecen;
Aparece la luminosa flor...
Esplendor ilustra tal flor;
Miasmas cultivados,
Perfumes emanados,
Colores enmarcados;
Brisas acarician su fulgor...
Del destello salió la flor;
Alimentada a gotas,
Prospera su polen fertilizado,
El viento pronuncia su olor...
La luz ilumina sus encantos,
Estrellas celestes y serenas en entornos
De ninfas que habitan la flor;
Alborece ante los astros,
Gamas que pigmentan la maitinada flor...
Del alba nació la flor;
Resplandece al pasar el céfiro;
Linfas la nutren;
El arcoiris presenta su color...
Categories:
fulgor, flower, growth, imagery, light,
Form: Free verse